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Neighbor affair

Tina40 — Mon, 09 Nov 2020 18:32:55 UTC

Hello this happened back when I was in my early twenties.
My husband and I had just gotten married. I was out sun bathing while my husband was asleep he worked nights at the time.
I noticed my neighbor Jack was out weeding his garden. Watching him I noticed he kept looking my way. Well I was in my swim suit I thought maybe he was checking me out. I lay there half asleep thinking about him checking me out I started getting horny at the thought . Jack is about 50 I guessed at time. Older than my own dad.
I finally got up to go in and I glanced at Jack and he waved at me. I put my towel around my waist and walked over just to talk and see if I could make him uncomfortable his wife had to be somewhere around.
We did small talk and I saw his eyes kept scanning up and down my body.
I asked where his wife was and found she had gotten called into work.
So not to skip over the boring stuff while we were talking he asked if I would like a Pepsi he was heading to house so I followed we set on back deck and chatted some more the entire time he was taking in my tits.
Now I’m not blessed I have small tits but he kept staring. Finally it got so obvious I said you know I can take my top off so you can see better.
He got embarrassed and was laughing nervously . I said no I’m serious let’s go in your house. Now I did not know what he would say or do but I got up and headed to his house and through the back door looking over my shoulder he followed me in. I always been a flirt growing up as soon as he shut the door I took off my top.
He kept saying he didn’t need for me to do that all nervous but I came on to him strong and came up to him feeling his cock through his shorts. Saying I think you want me too. We fucked on the couch. I was disappointed when he came too quick and left me frustrated but I faked a orgasm for him and left because he was all nervous my husband would get up.
I fucked him several times that summer. Yes it was better the second go rounds. But was not really physically attracted to him but more the
Thrill of cheating and fucking a older guy.

I had sex with my friend's boyfriend

Lehhoe — Sun, 03 May 2020 09:31:47 UTC

I went to visit my friend last Saturday. She was not at home so I decided to go back. Suddenly somebody answers the door and asked me to come in. I thought it was her cousin as she told me her cousin will be visiting her. We sat for like 30 mins and I started to get restless. But I thought of waiting for her as I had something really important to tell her. Then so thought his cousin named Tom offer to play a game as we wait for her. We sat down to play the stripping game. He lose and I take off his shirt. I was not ready to lose because I was only wearing one dress without bra and panties. Then I lose and he had to take off my dress. And boom I was naked. I knew my vagina asking for his dick but I hold on. Then he lose again and I was ever ready to take off his pant. As I pull of his pant, he was also not wearing any undies. I couldn't control as I saw his dick, big and firm. As I was giving him hell of a ride, the door opened and another guy was standing. I asked "you must be Suzi's boyfriend" and to my surprise the guy licking my pussy is my friend's boyfriend and the one on the door is my friend's cousin. Her cousin blackmailed us saying if I don't have sex with him, he will tell everything to my friend. I was more than happy. I quickly got off from Suzi's boyfriend and pull her cousin to Suzi's room and got my pussy banged.

A favour for a friend 2

itjustcametome — Fri, 17 May 2019 11:45:54 UTC

Danielle is a beautiful mixed race girl, 32 years old and about 5ft 7in, a size 10 dress size, a peachy bum and size 34DD boobs.
 Brandon is a muscly athletic mixed race guy, 28 years old. He is a moody and borderline aggressive type person. Brandon is Layla's boyfriend, one of Danielle's friends.

Danielle sees Layla out in town one day and they have a coffee together.

"Hey, could you help me out with Brandon? You know he’s so fucking stressed out all the time, and I know you do really good massages. Could you come over on Tuesday and give him one to see if helps?" said Layla.

"Sure I can, if you think it will help! What do you want me to do and what time shall I come over?" said Danielle, eager to help out her friend.

"Oh I don't know, anything really just to stop him being such a ball of stress! And he’ll be weird about it if I’m there so come at like 2pm when he’s done with work and Karmen still at school as he won't want her around either", said Layla.

"Ok no problem, I really try my best to sort him out!"

Tuesday comes around, it's a beautiful sunny day so is wearing a short skirt and little top showing off her gorgeous brown legs and boobs. She heads over to see Brandon at 2pm as promised.]

Brandon answers the door, sort of grumpy. He has no top on, which is fairly normal for him, he is just that sort of guy! Danielle can't help notice how ripped he is though and doesn't know where to look.

"Hey Brandon, Layla asked me to come over, how are you?" Danielle said, a little nervously.

"Yea I’m fine thanks, come in, do you want a drink or anything?.

"No I’m ok thank you."

Brandon gestures for Danielle to come in and let's her go upstairs into the flat in front of him. She can feel his eyes on her as she goes up the stairs and he says, "Beautiful day outside isn't it" as Danielle walks upstairs.

In the front room is a massage table setup ready to go.

"Well, shall we get started then?" Danielle said, a little more nervous now and she can't work out why!

"Yea ok, how do you want me to be on the table?" said Brandon, in a slightly coy way.

"Oh you mean, what should you wear? Well most people I massage just wear a towel, but whatever you’re comfortable with!"

Brandon goes into the bedroom and comes back in a minute with a towel on his bottom half. His body looks rock hard and Danielle can't help but think what is under the towel. She moves on hurriedly before she gets carried away and Brandon climbs on the table on his front.

Brandon lays down and Danielle begins oiling his back and neck, “you’re really tight around here, I think this should loosen you up a lot”.

“Yea I hope so, that feels really umm good so far”, said Brandon, in a relaxed voice.

"Well great! I’m going to start working down a bit if that’s ok?"

“Yea please do”.

Danielle works down to his lower back and is working around the top of his bum. She can’t help feeling how muscly his bum is and when she goes near it she can feel him push his bum against her hands. "You want me to work a bit harder on here"?... "Yes please, it's really good there".

So Danielle loosens the towel a bit and works on his rock hard bum.

"Right, if you want to turn over I can do your chest and arms."

Brandon rolls over and Danielle notices a lump in the towel.

Oh my god she thinks, could he have an erection!? I’ve had guys get hard on a massage before and that's pretty normal, but it’s Layla’s boyfriend. Surely he doesn’t want me to work on that!

She carried on working his chest and then down his legs. He puts his hands over his face as she works down It's like he's embarrassed by his semi erection under the towel. As she is working up his legs, the lump gradually turns into a fucking tent pole. Danielle can't believe how high the towel is in the air and her curiosity gets the better of her and she lifts the towel up a little, to see the thickest 10 inch dick she has ever seen in her life. The bell end looked just about big enough to fit in anyone's mouth and wonders how Layla deals with a dick that big!

Danielle puts the towel back down and goes up to his head to do an indian head massage. After about 5 minutes she can't take it anymore, "Brandon, would you be more comfortable if I took your towel off"?

"Umm, yea, I think I would be but..." Danielle can't wait for him to finish and opens his towel. His huge member springs up and Danielle let's out the biggest gasp! "Oh my god Brandon, I don't know what to say"! As she slowly takes it in her hand.

Brandon pauses for a minute, then he says, "Well you could not say anything about this and maybe you can help me out?" Danielle's pussy pulses a bit at the though of that huge dick ramming into her beautiful pussy lips and she starts to wank him off slowly.

"Why don't you suck it Danielle"?

"Well I can try but I've never sucked a dick that big before"! as she lowers her head down and takes the tip in her mouth, she can fit about 3 inches of it in with her lips stretched out and she sucks him as hard as she can. Brandon groans with delight and puts his hand on Danielle's head. "I am sure you can do better than that Danielle", as he pushes her head down. She makes a gagging noise as his huge member slides into her throat. He pushes harder still and Danielle can't breathe, but sure enough about 8 inches of his huge dick disappear into her throat and he gently starts thrusting in and out, Danielle keeps gagging but Brandon doesn't stop. She doesn’t mind and absolutely loves the taste of his dick and pre cum in her mouth.

"Take your clothes off, I want to see those tits", Danielle is wet now and needs no encouragement at all. She takes her top and skirt off to reveal the most sexy light brown body with huge beautiful tits. Brandon's dick seems to get even bigger and Danielle climbs on top of him. Her pussy is pulsing at the thought of taking this monster cock inside her. It doesn't feel right to kiss him as it is her friends boyfriend, so she puts her tits in his face and then and gently lowers her hot pussy onto the tip of his huge dick. She slowly, gently pushes down so the tip goes inside her. It feels so good, but so very big as well! She gently starts rocking back and forth, her wet pussy makes it easier for his rock hard truncheon to penetrate her. She takes about 5 inches and it feels so very good, this isn't enough for Brandon and he grabs hold of her peachy bum. He then slides all of his rock hard cock into her pussy, she can feel herself being stretch but that huge bellend hits her g spot and she screams out with pleasure. Brandon keeps hold of her bum tightly and then starts ramming away at her stretched pussy. Her huge tits are bouncing away while he carries on plunging his huge cock into her, she is crying out with pleasure and her cum is all over his cock and balls after hitting multiple orgasms. Brandon speeds up and shoots what feels like about 10 massive spurts of hot cum into her. Danielle feels like she is the one who has de stressed now!

She climbs off him and looks at his huge dick, she wants it in her mouth again so she goes down and begins sucking him off again. "Help me, Brandon", he doesn't need to be told twice and grabs the back of her head and thrusts his dick down her throat again. She can feel both of their cum running down her legs as she carries on sucking his again rock hard cock. Brandon begins getting faster and faster thrusting his dick down Danielle’s throat and he starts to tense up, then Danielle feels a hot pulse of cum shoot out of his dick into her mouth and throat. She starts wanking him off and he cums in her mouth about 10 times. She swallows every bit, and then puts her clothes back on and leaves without saying anything. Will Layla ask her to come back next week she wonders?!

Samantha gets Double teamed

charlesm — Sat, 19 Jan 2019 14:38:22 UTC

My name is Samantha, Sam for short, I am living in Bradford West Yorkshire, I'm 28 yrs old 5' 6" tall with medium length brown hair, and have a long term boyfriend called Chris.

I stayed in Bradford living with Chris after graduating from university. An old university friend of mine Sheila had returned to Bradford after living and working down south in London.

I had not seen Sheila for several years, in fact I did not know she had returned until I bumped into her whilst I was down town doing some shopping.

We swapped phone numbers arranged to meet up again at the end of the week on Friday and go out for a drink and to catch up on old times.

Sheila is my age but of Indian descent, she is 5' 4" tall and very slim with long black hair.

When I got back I told Chris that I had bumped into Sheila and that we had arranged to go out next Friday. Chris thought this was a good idea for me to go out and catch up on things with Sheila as he had to go away for the weekend for some work.

I phoned Sheila and confirmed our meeting up, and saying that she could stay at our place as Chris would be away for the weekend, Shelia said "as she lived closer to the town centre So why not spend the weekend my place"

I met in Shiela 'The Old Vic', in the town center. she was sitting a corner table, she spotted me and called me over, I went over and s Sheila stood and hugged me. Her dress sense had changed drastically since I'd last seen her. she would normally wear jeans and a t shirt, but tonight she was wearing a short black skirt that came down to just under mid thigh, long black boots and a sheer black top black bra.

I was not wearing anything special just jeans and a tee shirt and trainers. we had several drinks when Sheila said that before we went clubbing, We should pop round to her flat and drop my holdall off, as we couldn't lug it around all night.

We left and went round to her place, which was 5 minute walk away from the pub.

We entered her flat and Sheila said I'll get us a drink before we head out. As she did this I looked around, it was a typical layout, with a separate bedroom, kitchen, bath/shower room and a living area.

As we sat on the sofa Sheila filled me in since we'd last seen each other.

In a strange sort of way I was envious of her, she was totally free and could do anything she wanted to, where as I was still with Chris after 6 yrs. I began to think of how staid and boring my life was.

After about 20 min of chatting and drinking, I said we'd best get going or it'll be too late to go anywhere. Sheila agreed and said you'd best get changed than.

"Changed, what do you mean, changed, what's wrong with this?"

Oh nothing really,

with that she went into her bedroom and returned carrying a couple of coat hangers with some of her clothes on it.

saying, her try these, they should fit, we're about the same size.

I must admit it felt pretty good, especially after Sheila's comment about looking 5 yrs younger.

I was wearing a short black skirt, white stockings a pair of black stiletto heels and a white camisole top, and she even lent me one of her bra's. a very revealing white lace bra, which left little to the imagination. Shelia and I are about the same chest size except that I'm a 32b where Sheila is a 32a. the bra pushed my tits together and gave me a nice valley between them.

Sheila smiled and said, "you look amazing girl".

I smiled back and she was right I felt amazing. together we looked stunning, not bad for a couple of girls nearing 30.

We quickly phone for a taxi and head into town to the clubs and bars, to start our night out.

We bar hopped, going form one bar to the next, what we used to call a pub crawl in our uni days. No matter which pub we went to we had men trying to chat us up, we had drinks bought us by a lot of different guys and soon, we were starting to feel the effects of the drink. I hadn't had such a good time in ages at around 10pm we decided to go to a night club called, Maestro's.

Sheila started flirting with two black guys, one looked in his early twenties and the other was much older, mid to late forties. After about half an hour one of then Mike the older one, was standing with his arm around me as if claiming me for his own. His mate Gary, was busy trying his luck with Sheila.

It all seemed like harmless fun, when suddenly Sheila piped up and said, lets all go back to my place, giving me a sly wink.

It never occurred to me that there would be anything more than their coming back for a drink or two. boy was I wrong.

We all piled into a taxi for the short trip back to Sheila's place.

As soon as we were inside, Sheila poured us all a drink and put on some music, she then turned and pounced on Gary, snogging him, I thought she was going to swallow him by her actions.

Gary's hands soon moved up and started playing with her tits, squeezing and massaging them, I just stood there transfixed at her blatant behaviour, I saw Mike coming out of the toilet, when he saw them, he just smiled and continued over to the sofa and sat down. They didn't seem to notice either of us as they continued to dance in front of me and mike. we were watching both of them when Sheila suddenly dropped to her knees and unzipped Gary's jeans. I just stared in total disbelief as she pulled out his semi erect cock and stated wanking it, next to her face. She then opened her mouth and took it between her red painted lips, She then cupped his black balls and began sucking the guy off.

Gary just let out and groan of pleasure and said yes that's it.

I found my self thinking, who is this slut, This wasn't the Sheila I remembered and What the hell am I doing here.

Suddenly and without any warning, I felt a pair of arms wrap round me and someone kissing my neck. I turned round to tell him to stop, only to find Mike plant a kiss full on my lips, his tongue worked itself between my lips and his hands dropped to my ass.

Here I was in the arms of a black guy, full on kissing, whilst my friend was sucking off another.

Mike's hands pulled up my short skirt and was now kneading my panty covered ass and he didn't stop kissing me, I'd never been kissed more passionately, maybe it was because he was coloured or it was the situation, but whatever it was it felt real good.

I felt a hand leave my ass and start pulling at the back of my camisole, it slipped under it and expertly unclipped my bra, releasing my tits.

Mike never said anything but stopped kissing me, took a small step away and reach down and pulled my camisole top up. I just raised my arms for him, and within seconds I was nude from the top up. Mike then leaned down and started sucking upon my already erect nipples.

I felt so exciting to have them licked whilst my friend who was only feet away was sucking a black cock.

Mike wasted no time in guiding me to the sofa, and pulling my

tanga briefs down, he bunched my skirt up round my waist exposing my cunt to all in the room. his long black fingers soon found my slit and started rubbing my clit and lips, making me squirm.

I managed to look over at Sheila who was by now on all fours with Gary knelt behind her, he still had his trousers on but shield's knickers were in a torn heap on the floor besides them.

I watched as Gary, penetrate Sheila, her body went stiff and she let out a groan 'oh fuck yes, more'. and she went wild, I'd never seen anyone get fucked before, and it was exciting to watch as she went wild, screaming away for Gary to fuck her harder, begging for more of his cock.

Sheila noticed what Mike was doing and breathlessly shouted at Mike, 'Go on fuck her, the dirty little slag wants it. Get that cock inside her.'

With that Mike, pushed me back and moved up between my open legs, he just positioned himself between them and thrust his big black cock into my wet hole.

He stretched me to new limits. My cunt hadn't been so full for quite a while. He immediately began pounding is arse up and down driving his cock deeper and deeper into my unprotected cunt.

Sheila was watching us intently as Gary banged her from behind,

She even shouted 'that's it Mike, give the whore a good fucking' she managed between gasps.

The thrill of it all was too much, my body shook with an amazing orgasm as mike pounded away at me. My orgasm must have set Mike off coz, he suddenly grunted and filled me with his black seed.

What a fantastic fuck I'd just had, short though it was.

Mike just rolled off me, I just sat here with my legs spread and cum filled cunt on display.

Sheila watched us intently as Mike filled me with his seed,

almost immediately Sheila came her screams must have woken the next door neighbours, Gary slapped her arse as he came inside her too.

I should have felt cheap and disgusted by what I just done, but I didn't. I just felt Satisfied as if that wasn't enough for me.

Sheila, had a very dirty look on her face and smiled at me. she turned to Gary who'd just pulled out of her, his cock was still semi hard, and said, "Now go fuck Samantha, Sluts like her need more than one cock."

I wasn't about to complain.

Gary just pulled me off the sofa and onto the floor, he turned me over so that I was on all fours and without any pre-amble he just rammed his cock into me from behind.

I looked up at Sheila who was stroking Mike's cock back to hard ness. when he was semi-hard she pulled him by it over to me and feed it into my mouth.

I heard Sheila say to me, "You love this don't you, getting fucked by those big black cocks".

All I could do was make a 'ummm', sound, as I sucked on Mike's cock and Gary pounded me from behind...

"I told the guys you would love it, I remember you telling me how you always fantasized about getting fucked by two cocks, now it a reality and they're both gonna fuck you all night. she laughed.

Between them they spit roasted me till I had cum dripping out of my mouth and cunt.

Now I really did feel like a whore and I loved it.

What a night.

It's one I'll certainly remember for the rest of my life.

Cheating for the first time

15affairs — Sat, 24 Mar 2018 17:54:20 UTC

It had been a whirlwind year. From graduating at University up north, to getting married, the arrival of our son and then accepting my first position in a job in the Big Smoke. And so it was, as a young family we headed excitedly down to London to start our new life together…

One of my first tasks in my new job was to appoint myself a Secretary. We interviewed three girls, myself and my boss, all very well qualified, though one woman was a good fifteen years older than me, so it would’ve felt a bit like having my mother at work.

Which left a choice of two. One girl had slightly more experience, but in all honesty was a bit of a plain Jane, frumpy, with big NHS glasses and spots around her mouth. The other girl, less experienced but oh my, those dark brown eyes, raven hair and hour glass figure was spell binding, so once the interviews were completed I advised my boss she was the girl for me!

“Are you sure now, John? Maybe not as well qualified as the second girl, but she’s certainly got the looks…! Well its your choice, just remember, you’ve a wife and a baby at home, so you can look, but don’t touch!”

How could I forget? Since becoming pregnant within a month or so of our honeymoon ,my wife had slowly reduced the amount of sex we had. And since my son was born, its been an absolute non-starter! I daren’t push it too much, as he is certainly a demanding baby, crying half the night, thankfully my wife doesn’t work any more, so is happy to go and look after him, while I rest before work. But a man still has his needs, at least with my new Secretary I got to work and chat with a stunning, vibrant young woman, and though she was off limits, it did no harm to admire her gorgeous latin looks, lovely full breasts through her silk blouses and long stockinged legs.

At home I would occasionally try it on with my wife, only to be quickly rebuffed and resort to a wank on the toilet instead. Initially my wanks always consisted of imagining fucking my favourite actress, or someone similarly untouchable. Very occasionally I would toss off over Anne, the one and only girl I’d had an innocent little fling with at Uni. But even then our little affair only amounted to a couple of dates in the movies, a kiss a cuddle and a grope. As a childhood sweetheart, my wife was the only woman I’d ever slept with.

Increasingly nowadays though, my wanks revolved around, Zita. I’d imagine various scenarios in my head, us fucking across my desk, going out to lunch, but instead opting for a blow job in the car, at a beauty spot overlooking the town.

My favourite fantasy though started with the usual rebuttal from my wife. As I lay in bed frustrated, I’d hear a knock at the door. With my wife sleeping by my side, I’d creep out the room to answer the door. Standing there, in a faux fur coat and high heels would be Zita, which she would flash open to reveal a black Basque, stockings and suspenders.

“Take me John!” is all she would say, and with that, I would lead her silently up the stairs into the bedroom next to mine. While my wife slept obliviously in the adjacent room, I would slowly undress my secretary and proceed to fuck her brains out.

I imagined various scenarios, taking her roughly from behind, doggy style, whilst grabbing folds of her thick black hair, or me lying down flat on the bed, whilst she mounted me and slowly ground my cock to orgasm.

Another outcome I fantasized about was the door opening whilst she was riding me, and my wife’s face appearing. She would simply stand there, aghast, as this other woman milked the spunk from my cock. Zita would simply turn and smile at my wife, whilst I grabbed her big tits, or squeezed her beautiful fleshy bum, unable to stop myself from emptying into this big, lusty, tanned-skinned whore….

The best one though is her simply entering our marital bedroom. While my wife sleeps alongside me, Zita, would silently walk into the room, pull back the covers and mount me. She would slowly, silently fuck me, with my wife sleeping throughout, right beside us. As I cum inside her, Zita would lean forward and feed one of her breasts in to my mouth, and I would hungrily suck and bite, revelling in the sensation of her nipple swelling between my teeth, as I proceeded to shoot my seed high inside her deep Latin cunt.

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A couple of months on, and Zita has settled in to her role wonderfully. We get on brilliantly and coming to work is an absolute pleasure. I have to pinch myself in fact at being so lucky to have such a gorgeous and willing secretary.

As the days and weeks pass, we begin to flirt with each other too. I make a point of complimenting her on her appearance every day (it’s not hard!) as I’ve noticed she has begun to wear sexier outfits. Tight fitting, short skirts, and even some days come to wok with no bra on. The sight of those brown nipples under her white blouse is simply mesmerizing!

And today is no exception. Her raven hair is up in a cute little pony tail, which reveals the delicate nape of her neck. As I watch her typing away, I’m imagining lightly kissing it as I stand behind her, my hands cupping both her breasts.

In many ways she’s the complete opposite of my wife, who is blonde, petite and with a pasty complexion. Zita, is long-legged and tall, with dark, dusky skin, and jet black long hair. Her breasts aren’t that big, but they are certainly bigger than my wife’s and more than a good handful I’d imagine.

As I gaze at her, I continue my little fantasy. I really did wonder what it would feel like to hold another woman, to touch her breasts, to take one in my mouth. To feel her pussy grip my cock, to have her lips encircle my hardness…

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Its late in the afternoon now and most of our colleagues have now left the building as my gaze averts from my paperwork to watch Zita getting up from her desk to carry a large armful of the day’s files in her arms. I can see the inevitable is about to happen, and so it does as the top file spills off the pile and on to the floor. In her attempts to stop it falling, Zita manages to drop more and before you know it, files are all over the place.

“Damn!” she cries, bending down to pick them up.

As she does I catch a tantalising glimspe of her cleavage, through her loosely buttoned blouse.

“Here, let me help.” I say, as I get up and walk over to her assistance. Picking up a couple of files I hand them to her and our faces are inches apart.

“Thank you.” Zita replies, “I’m so clumsy!”

“You’re gorgeous.” I hear myself reply without thinking, before brushing back some of her dark hair behind her ears. It’s the first time I’ve actually touched her and I feel electricity shoot through my veins.

We freeze, looking at each other intently, trying to read each others emotions in our eyes, to see if they are reciprocated.

Before I know it we’re stood back up and pulling at and undoing each other’s clothing, with frantic little kisses as the button’s and zips are undone. Within seconds her blouse is open at the front and I get to feast my eyes on her breasts. They’re housed in a white, balcony bra, which pushes them upwards and forwards like two large scoops of ice cream, I cannot resist burying my face in the cleavage in between and Zita laughs and cradles my head, as I turn to the left and nibble at top of her right breast. They’re bigger than I expect, and much larger than my wife’s. My God! Its years since I touched breasts this size!

I’m rapidly losing control as I experience the pleasures of another woman’s body for the first time since being married. I need to fuck her now!

I quickly unzip my pants and pull out my cock and I’m pleased to hear Zita pipe up “Now that’s a sight for sore eyes!”

She’s hoisting up her skirt now and edging backwards to sit on the desk. I move towards her, cock leading the way. My hands go between her legs and rub her already moist, white lace panties.

Zita is pulling me closer, her left hand round my bum, her right hand tightly gripping my hardness, guiding me to her...

“Give me your cock John. I want your cock so badly!”

I want her too. Its all I’ve dreamed about, thought about, wanked about, for weeks on end and now it looks like its finally going to become a reality.
My hand grabs a hold of her white panties and hoisting them to one side, I see Zita’s dark hairy minge for the first time. My cock nearly erupts at the sight!

“Fuck me.” she whispers enticingly, pulling me between her legs and gripping my hips with her long and slender legs, “Take me now, John.”

I place my hands on her soft, peachy behind and as I enter her we both gasp. This is the first woman I’ve ever entered other than my wife and it feels wickedly good!

Zita brings her hand around my neck and we start to kiss, tenderly at first, then with more frantic, lusty pecks, as I begin to thrust slowly, deliberately into her.

“I’ve dreamt of this moment..” Zita breathes in my ear, much to my surprise.

“So have I” I reply, “You’ve no idea…”

It doesn’t take long before my pace quickens and I push her flat down against the desk. Pulling at her blouse, I open a couple more buttons until her breasts are accessible. I scoop them quickly out of the white balcony bra that contains them and sigh as they flatten out against her sternum.
God, this is even better than my fantasies…!

I reach down and grab the gusset of her bra for leverage and then really start to drive into her, making her tits dance and wobble to each thrust. What a fucking sight! I instinctively grab at one of her breasts, squeezing, kneading it in my palm, as Zita flings her head back and shouts, “Fuck!”

As I look down at her on the desk, her big tits wobbling to my thrusts, ecstasy etched on that tanned face, my eyes catch a glimpse of the photo of my family on the desk and I experience a sudden rush of guilt.
I stop for a moment.

“What’s wrong, John?” Zita asks, sitting up again to face me, her hands touching my chest.

“Nothing. Nothing at all” I reply as I pull out of her. “Let’s do it in my chair.”

I suggest, realising that at least that way I won’t have to look at my wife while I’m fucking my secretary.

Sitting back, I motion to her and Zita turns her back to me and then slowly lowers herself on to my cock. Her weight surprises me and feels wonderful.

As she begins to gyrate on my cock any feelings of guilt at my adultery soon disappear. Man alive! She feels wonderful. My hands instinctively reach around to cup her breasts and I revel in their softness as they overflow in my hands.

“Squeeze my tits, John….” Zita murmurs as her head falls back against mine. I catch the smell of her hair, freshly shampooed before work in my nostrils. Her breasts truly are wonderful, soft and heavy, her nipples respond instantly to my kneading motion and I instinctively start to buck at her from underneath.

“That’s it John, fuck me! Cum inside me!” she cries, and I’m shocked at how enthusiastically she’s bouncing on me. Before today my wife was the only woman I’d ever fucked, and generally it was pretty dull and timid missionary sex, with me doing most of the work. Zita’s passion therefore is a revelation to me.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes!” she cries, as she jumps up and down on my cock with increasing force, her hands gripping my thighs, her French nails seemingly penetrating my skin...The weight of her body is pressed heavy against me now, as her breathing intensifies and I feel her pussy walls tighten their grip, readying to milk me for all I’m worth…

Seconds later I could hold back no more., “I’m cumming Zita. I’m cumming inside you!”

As I spray my love juice high up inside her dark, hairy cunt, I feel Zita’s body tense and twitch above me, as possibly for the first time ever, I experience the wonders of a simultaneous orgasm.
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Sweaty, exhausted and motionless after our sudden burst of activity, emotions are swirling through my head as the enormity of what I’ve just done hits home. My fantasy has become a reality and I’ve fucked another woman, other than my wife. I’ve committed adultery and fucked my secretary. I’m horrified but at the same time enthralled, as my hands finally relinquish their grip of her breasts.

“Well that was fun!” declares Zita, getting up from me, as my limp cock slips out of her, “I didn’t know you had it in you, to be honest.” she adds, rather cuttingly. as she hunches her skirt back down over her thighs.

She’s clearly more assured than I am about what’s just happened, but clearly I’ve much more to lose; a young wife, a family, a home, all I’d worked and saved for.

Despite all of this, the overriding sensation though is one of elation. Little did I know but this moment would mark the start of a lifetime of adultery.

Peeping leads to learning sex

stanvan — Fri, 19 Jan 2018 22:53:57 UTC

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Salon sex

rudown — Wed, 22 Nov 2017 16:26:22 UTC

Rachel had just finished up with her last appointment. She was anxious to get home and relax. Her co-worker had done most of the closing duties in a rush to leave. Despite the rules Rachel excused her to go home as all that had to be done is to close out the till. Sara left as Rachel went to the back office to close out.

As Rachel sat she heard the chime of the door. She thought maybe Sara had forgotten something until she heard a subtle”hello”. This was a male voice. Rachel stood up and walked out to tell the customer they were closed. She just wanted to crawl in bed and pass out. As she turned the corner her jaw dropped. There stood the sexiest man she had ever laid eyes on. He stood 6’2” , 200 lbs with dishwater blonde hair and stunning green eyes. His style was casual but classy. Finished off with leather dress shoes freshly polished. “Are you closed?” The stranger bellowed. “Nuhhh...no, I can take one more” Rachel stuttered out.

Rachel led the customer to her chair and prepped him for his hair cut. He slowly glanced her up and down. Rachel was a modest 5’3” and 120lb blonde with a generous 34c chest and perfect thong clad round ass. She was stunning.

As they made small talk, Rachel found every excuse to touch her new client. From his shoulders to hand and neck, she felt his body and liked what she felt. As she changed from her clippers to scissors he couldn’t help but look at the outline of a skimpy thong under her tight black lycra pants. She bent over to grab her water bottle and caused his pants to grow seriously tight. “Wow” he mumbled. Rachel smiled as she looked at him in the mirror. She knew that would peak his interest. As she began clipping his bangs she noticed his eyes slide down to her slightly visible cleavage. As she talked to him his eyes slowly rocked up and down from her boobs to her eyes. This got Rachel a little wet.

As she was moving her way around him she felt a hand rub her thigh. This caught her off guard as no client had ever made an advance toward her at work. She didn’t think much of it until she felt it again. This time he reached out to grab her waist. Rachel didn’t stop his advance and was curious as to how flirtatious he would get.

As she finished scissor cutting she turned her back to him as she put her scissors away. He stood up and stepped behind her kissing her neck. She let out a moan and closed her eyes. He then rubbed his hand down her leg and back up to her inner thigh. As his hand approached her pussy she gasped in approval. Rachel reached back and began rubbing his cock thru his jeans. Growing after each rub she was anxious to let it escape the confines of his blue jeans. He slid his hand up her sweater and inside her bra, rubbing her nipple between his thumb and finger. He pinched her nipples lightly while kissing up to her ear.

Rachel couldn’t restrain. She took her sweater off dropping it on the floor and tossed her bra on her workstation baring her perfectly round tits. He didn’t miss a beat, caressing her boobs while kissing her neck and ears to the sound of her moans. Rachel began to unbuckle his pants, sliding her hand down his boxers. Her eyes grew as she felt his huge cock overtake her tiny hands. She wrapped as much of her hands as she could around his shaft slowly stroking it up and down. This got a reaction out of him as he sped up the grasp on her nipples.

Rachel was sopping wet as he slid his hand inside her pink silk thong, inserting his slender fingers inside her opening. This got a squeeze out of her as she began to bear down on his manhood. He rapidly manipulated her vagina with three fingers working her clit with every movement. She was gushing all over his hands. Soaking his fingers with her love juices as he controlled her box.

Rachel turned to face this devilishly handsome stranger as she slid his jeans down and now came face to face with his monstrous cock. She pushed him back in the chair and positioned herself to begin gagging down as much of his meat as she could take in her tiny mouth. She slowly licked up and down his thick shaft manipulating his balls with her hands. Working her lips around the head of his cock, she was wetting it with her saliva. Rachel slowly worked her mouth up and down the head of this beast. He pushed her head down forcing her to take more and more inches, this caused her to gag several times due to the overwhelming size of his tool. She worked her mouth up and down painfully taking most of his dick. He was impressed as not many could conquer this mountain. As her pace increased so did his size. He grew in her mouth as his swelling balls were in her grasp. She lightly swiveled them in her soft hands.

Then he stood her up and slid off her pants and undies. Pushing her face first into the chair he continued finger banging her hole while working his mouth down. He put his tongue inside her perfectly shaven pussy, licking the glistening juice from her cunt. This brought out a loud moan of approval. This stranger had her under his control as he slowly lapped her lips back and forth. Her legs shaking and juices running everywhere told him she was enjoying every moment.

He stood up and began to rub his cock between her ass and her pussy entrance. Teasing both holes while smacking her ass. She was growing eerily anxious to feel his manhood inside of her. Fear of him thrusting deep inside her ass made the anticipation that much more exciting.

Just then he plunged into her, causing her to scream in lustful joy. “Fuck me, hard” Rachel caught herself screaming as this huge cock filled every inch she could take. He pounded deep inside her continuously reaching her stomach. She moaned and screamed in a combination of anguish and passion. Her walls being stretched to the limits by this humongous piece of meat. He reached down to rub her clit while slowing his pace. This put her over the edge as she began to cum for the first of several times. Juices flowed all over his thick cock. He began to slide easier in and out delivering her pleasure.

He stood up turning her around lifting her onto her counter. He laid her back against her mirror and began sucking on her hard nipples. As sensitive as they were this caused another orgasm. Never had she been brought to climax from the mere tongue lashing of her breasts.
“I want you inside of me” she murmured. He quickly obliged throwing it in her while holding her ass cheeks up on the ledge. He fucked her like he had an agenda. Punishing her pussy with a force that guaranteed multiple orgasms. Between moaning, screaming, orgasms and just pure extacy, Rachel was taken away. She’d never had such a sexual revelation. She thrust herself into him matching his pace. Her deep desire to satisfy this man brought him to completion. “I’m going to cum” he said. “Cum in me” she exclaimed.

He blew his load in to her with the force of Niagara. She began shaking from her matching orgasm. These two had climaxed together with an epic force. He pulled out drenched in her juices. She handed him a towel and he wiped himself clean. She grabbed another and held it at her entrance. Cum flowed out of her completely soaking the towel.

They both gathered themselves, dressing and working toward the register. “ How much do I owe you”? “$12” she said. He threw down $100 and kissed her on the lips. He walked out the door and hoped into his truck.
Rachel in a pure emotional state just watched this man who had delivered the best sexual experience of her life walk off. She closed up and drove home thinking of this encounter.

As she pulled in the driveway she was greeted by her daughter. She picked her up and walked in the door. Greeted by her husband, she kissed him. “I’m going to take a shower to get all this hair off me.” Rachel said. “Ok” he said taking their daughter. “If you put her to bed, I’ll give you a blowjob when I get out!” She whispered in his ear. He was two steps down the hall as she finished her last words.

My Brother-in-Law, My Lover

violetflower — Fri, 17 Feb 2017 00:21:03 UTC

For as long as I can remember, I've desired my sister's husband, Joseph. He was my forbidden fantasy, my secret desire. He was the guy I would've wanted to take my virginity, if I haven't already given it away to some schmuck who was half the man he was, who was just interested in spilling his seed all over me without a care if I came or not. FYI - he was the lousiest lay I ever had. Not that I had any seconds after that encounter. But still, my point stands. My first time sucked. After that, I never wanted to have sex ever again. Not that I ever lacked offers. There were many. I just wasn't interested in them. Not after that lousy first time. I figured, if I was ever gonna try again, I might as well as go for broke, and not settle for any sloppy seconds.

But when I met Joseph, I wanted to get fucked out of my mind. I had that sudden urge to just lay there, open my legs, and invite him to pork me over and over. He was that hot. Plus, he was so smart. That tidbit I discovered later, when I got to know him better. Which just made me more mad with desire for him.

So my whole world fell apart when after that few seconds of sexual fantasy of letting him pork me over and over flashed through my mind, my sister came from behind him and said, "Hi sis, this is Joseph, my boyfriend."

Not "new," just "boyfriend." "New" would've implied she had one before, which she did not. Joseph was her first. So as you can imagine, it was a tragedy of epic proportions.

I tried to smile through my shock, though I imagine my smile looked so forced.

"Hi," he said. "Mary never said she had such a pretty sister," he smiled as he offered his hand to me. His smile was so gorgeous. I wanted to melt right there and then. I shook his hand stupidly. When his hands touched mine, I had that sudden urge to put his hands inside my pants and let him finger fuck me. Thankfully, that urge passed. But my desire for him intensified.

I was 18 that time. Now I'm 21. In the three years since, he and my sister have married, making my life even more miserable. He was my dream guy, that guy I wanted to wake up with for the rest of my life. And my sister had him all to herself. FML.

I tried to content myself with sexual fantasies of him - him going home drunk and mistaking me for my sister. Or me having enough courage to go to their room when it's just the two of us alone in the house (yes, I lived with them. Me the poor, single sister). But I never was able to go through with any of my fantasies. I was content with watching him while he was sleeping with just his boxers on, his raging boner bulging through his briefs. During those times, I picture myself kneeling in front of him, pulling his boxers down, and just taking him in my mouth. I would bite my fingers, put two of it in my mouth and just suck it, imagining it was his penis. I would then go into my room and masturbate to my heart's desire.

I tried to seduce him when it was just the two of us in the house. I would wear skimpy shorts or skip wearing a bra. I would pass beside him, and then bend down to expose my ass to him. None of it seemed to work. He seemed oblivious to me.

But then he and my sister started having fights. It wasn't anything serious. It was just him getting tired of my sister being eternally irresponsible with spending. But those fights got him looking at me. I would catch him passing by me and looking at my ass. Secretly, I was thrilled. But I wanted him to do more than that. So when I get a chance, I push out my ass as he passes by me to give him a chance to make a pass at me. There were times when I felt like he touched my butt. But it was so brief as to make me doubt if he ever did. So when it was just the two of us, I made it more overt and really bent over more than normal. Still, he would just briefly touch my ass and then go on. I was going crazy with desire! I wanted him but I didn't want to make the first move. I was deathly afraid of being rejected. What if all of it was just in my head?

So one time when it was just the two of us in the house, and I was really going mad with desire for him, I called him over. I asked him to get something for me that was high up in the cupboards. But instead of moving aside so he can get it, I stood there blocking his way, my back to him. He tried to get it awkwardly without touching me. I could feel his breath at the back of my neck. I shivered as I pushed out my ass back to him. I bumped into his boner. He was hard as a rock. I moved my ass up to get his boner between my butt crack. He moaned with desire and gripped my hips.

It was my turn to moan.

I held his hand and shifted my head towards his. He was breathing heavily.

"Joseph," I whispered.

"Violet," he whispered back.

And just like that we found our lips locked together. I turned hungrily towards him and tried to devour him with my kisses. I was so thirsty for him.

"Fuck me," I was breathless with desire. "Fuck me please," I begged as I pushed down his boxers and grabbed at his rock hard penis. He pulled down my skirt and panties down to my knees and in one swift motion, used his foot to slide it down. Then he lifted me up and sat me atop the sink and thrust inside me. It was like tasting my first chocolate. Pleasure burst all throughout my body. I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he rocked in and out of me. I kissed him like a madwoman, sucking his tongue and biting his lips. I moaned every time he would hit my g-spot.

I embraced him tightly as I began to feel my orgasm coming. I felt my pussy tightening involuntarily. "Not yet," he moaned as he tried to hold back his own orgasm. But I was past my breaking point. I let out a long, loud moan and called out his name. That pushed him over the edge. He started coming in sharp, quick spurts, his cum very hot inside me, filling me with its volume. I closed my eyes and let myself go, moaning on and on, calling his name and saying "Ohh, ohh, ohh." My orgasm was travelling throughout my body, raising goosebumps all over my skin. I was shaking all over as he emptied the last of his cum in me. He gave me one last hard thrust and then fell all over me.

He was breathing hard, trying to catch his breath.

I was just happy and warm all over. I hugged him and kissed him softly on the lips. He kissed me back and then lifted me without pulling out of me. Then he brought me inside their room and laid me down on the bed, all the while taking care not to pull out of me. We were continuously french-kissing while he was bringing me inside the room. When he has laid me on the bed, he broke our kiss and said "Now, for a proper fucking," his smile promised all the fantasies I've ever had of him.

And he didn't disappoint. Not by a long shot.

That was nine years ago. Now we're still catching a tryst now and then without my sister ever being the wiser. I could never own him fully like my sister owns him. But at least I could be content with the knowledge that he owns me fully, heart and soul. And he could fuck me anytime he wants, how many times he wants. I would give him my whole life if he would ask for it. For now, he's just content in taking what ever my body could give him.

And I've given him all he's ever asked for - and more. I've sucked him dry many times than I can count, and I've loved every drop of him. I've swallowed every cum he gave me and let him fuck me like a dog. I'm madly in love with him. I know we can never be more than just secret lovers and I'm fine with that.

And I hope you who's reading this realize what I've realized that first time me and Joseph fucked: life is short. Don't let it pass you by without giving in to your heart's desire. You never know what might be waiting for you. It might not be what you imagine, it might not be as perfect as you want. But it might just be enough to give you a taste of happiness, no matter how fleeting. Don't let that chance pass you by. Grab any chance at any kind of happiness. You might never get that chance again.

Finally alone again

boredhousewife1986 — Wed, 28 Sep 2016 15:28:49 UTC

So my husband and I have not had a great sex life for years. I've always been attracted to my best friend's husband, and for the past little while he's been a huge comfort to me. This is what happened the last time they came to visit...

*****

They were finally alone. The other two had gone to bed a little while before, and they sat on the couch, both acting as if everything was normal. She felt like the air between them was electric. It had been so long since she had felt his hands on her, and she craved his touch.

Finally, she got up the courage to ask, "do you think you could massage my lower back a little? It's sore like all the time these days." She chuckled nervously. He agreed. The moment his hands touched her back she felt her nipples harden, she looked down and could see them poking through her thin shirt. As he slowly rubbed and kneaded her back, his touch brought back a flood of memories associated with him. The first time he had massaged her neck, the moment on the couch in the basement when he'd made her cum (the first time anyone had done that for her in about ten years), the moment in the hotel room where she'd finally been able to taste him... All of these things came back to her and she relived them as he innocently rubbed her back. She closed her eyes and gave in to the pleasure he was giving her. As she did so, she felt herself growing wet, something he's always been able to do to her.

She shifted her body slightly and he moved one leg up on the couch behind her. Both keeping one eye out for the sensor light that would warn of someone coming, they continued in this was for a while, enjoying this moment of sensuality. She longed for him to explore further. Her back began to arch and her hips thrusted involuntarily as her body begged him for more. Seemingly unaware of what she was doing, she began gently massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples. He'd always had this amazing ability to make her so hot, she felt like her skin was on fire.

He slipped his hands under her top. She stifled a moan and in her mind screamed out with wanting. Her lust for him was almost unbearable. She wanted to feel if he was hard for her. She shifted slightly backwards and found that he was. When she felt his desire, hard as a rock pressed up against her back, there was another instant gush of wetness. Her slick pussy seemed to be begging for his huge shaft to slide right in. Fill me up slowly, it seemed to say, I'm not sure if you can fit all the way, but I'll make it easy for you to try.

She moved her hands to his upper thighs, bracing herself so she could slowly grind up against him. She seemed unable to help herself at this point, so full of desire she might explode at any moment. Finally giving into temptation he moved his hands slowly to her front, getting closer and closer until he was finally massaging her large breasts. The teasing was agony. She heard her breath heavy and hot, and she felt his quicken slightly as he breathed on her neck.

This was too much to bear. God she wanted him so bad it seemed set her whole body on fire. She reached down the front of her little shorts, and began rubbing herself through her soaking wet panties. As she did so, she felt his hardness flex a little more, and instinctively she reached behind her with her other hand and began stroking him through his thin pants. His hips thrusted forward in response, and she heard him start to breathe heavier and swallow as he pressed himself closer to her.

At this point she wanted so much more, but wasn't sure how far she dared to go. She imagined herself being pinned roughly against the wall by him, taken from behind as he repeatedly thrusted his hard cock into her dripping lips. The next moment, she thought about how much she wanted to taste him again. She licked her lips as she thought of his delicious cum. Fuck she wanted to take him in her mouth and suck him, licking all over and not wasting a single sweet drop.

Maybe that they could risk. They had the blanket there, ready to cover up quickly if they heard any noise. He didn't even need to pull his pants down, she could just shift them slightly and pull him out a little. She moved a little around so she was half facing him. She pulled out the blanket to get it ready and asked him, "please will you let me taste you again? We can be really careful. We can can go fast." He hesitated only a moment, and pulled himself out. Again she felt the familiar wetness as she was able to put him in her mouth. God he tasted just as incredible as she remembered. She seemed to devour him. Fitting as much as she could in her mouth and throat, she covered the rest of his massive shaft with her hand. Sucking and stroking at the same time, she felt him pulse with desperate eagerness.

He reached down the front of her shorts and moved her sopping panties to the side. His fingers slipped inside her almost of their own accord, and he began massaging her inside, matching her rhythm. As much as they both wanted it to last forever, they were fervent in their desire, and hyper aware of finishing quickly. His creamy fingers pulled out as he began frantically rubbing her hard clit. In response to this new level of pleasure, she took even more of him into her mouth, greedily plunging him deeper and deeper down her throat. She moaned quietly with pleasure, sucking ever harder and faster. Then the words she'd been waiting for, "fuck I'm gonna go, I'm going to cum" he breathed. "Mmm hmm" she moaned hungrily with his hard cock still in her mouth.

And then she felt it. His sweet, sweet cum coating the back of her throat. And as she tasted him and felt his hand on her wet pussy, she let herself go and came at the same time. Her pace slowed. She stoked him a few more times, careful to draw out and devour every last drop.

They both sighed and relaxed, hastily covering up and moving everything back in place. She leaned on him for a few moments, recovering her breath and slowing her racing heart. She knew this rare treat was not likely to happen again soon, if ever, but she also knew she'd be able to relive this moment over and over again in the months to come, and for that she was grateful.

A secret quick goodbye

boredhousewife1986 — Wed, 28 Sep 2016 14:45:39 UTC

I've always been attracted to my best friend's husband. Since my sex life with my own husband is pretty terrible, I've been flirting with and fantasizing about him. This is the story I wrote after saying goodbye to him in my skimpy pjs one morning after I slept over at their house.

*****

She came down the stairs eager for her last few moments of touch, knowing this would have to be enough to hold her off until the next time. Moving quickly down the last few steps, her large breasts swollen from the pregnancy moved under her tight tank top like liquid. Rounding the corner she saw he was already at the door, ready to leave. She hoped he noticed her hard nipples poking through her shirt in anticipation, her long legs moving swiftly in the short shorts she always wore to bed, especially when she knew she'd see him.

She moved in for the embrace, and he opened his arms immediately. Maybe he had been waiting for her, maybe he wanted to feel her as much as she wanted to feel him, she didn't know. All she knew was that she needed him in that moment and he readily complied.

She pressed herself up against him. Felt her breasts push up against his chest, trying to get as close as possible. His hands found her back and he rubbed her slowly. Each spot he touched tingled with enjoyment, she longed for his hands to explore further and send the sensation everywhere. As he gently caressed her, she buried her face into his chest, breathing him in. The scent of him was intoxicating, a flood of memories associated with that smell overcame her and she felt the familiar warmth grow deep in her belly. A monster had awoken, and she desperately wanted to feed it.

After another minute of the soft stroking, trying to drink up every last possible moment of contact, they broke apart. He had to leave, they both knew it, but he saw the fire burning in her eyes and knew what it meant. In a last desperate attempt, she offered to let him feel her tummy, to say goodbye to the babies. He accepted, and she placed his hand high up on her belly, so that his thumb was grazing the bottom of her plump breasts. He saw that she closed her eyes in pleasure.

There was so little that they could do safely. They could be caught at any moment. Seeing her reaction to his touch, he decided to hazard going a little further, wanting just as much to give in and supply her with that pleasure she so desperately craved. His thumb moved slowly a little higher. He began to graze her nipple lightly, gently moving back and forth. It instantly grew under his touch. He felt her excitement pushing through the thin material and looked up to see the expression of ardent hunger on her face. Her heart began to race and her chest began to heave under his touch as she leaned into him and stifled the moan just behind her lips.

This small gesture, so insignificant and almost innocent had sent her reeling. As the heat began to radiate out from where his thumb was stroking her, she felt the familiar wetness start between her thighs. Her breathing was heavy. With her eyes closed she was lost in a world of pleasure, totally surrendering to the forbidden touch. Her knees began to feel week, she started to become aware of the the wet patch growing in her panties. She yearned to reach out for him. Wanting to feel his hardness, wanting to take him in her hand and stroke him the way he was stroking her. She felt like she might burst from the wanting. She opened her eyes and saw the desire burning in his too. Suddenly they heard footsteps on the stairs, and hastily broke apart. Both assuming the well-practiced appearance of normalcy, as if absolutely nothing was amiss.
She knew she'd be going upstairs soon, reliving the forbidden exchange as she brought herself to climax, and she hoped that later he'd be doing the same.

The Move Pt 1

scottbushong — Sun, 21 Aug 2016 14:57:24 UTC

My first writing, so be kind, and enjoy! (may or may not be real)

It was one of those warm summer nights, no clouds, just a bright full moon out, lighting my way. I was out for a walk, wearing a t-shirt, and old shorts. I loved to walk around the block at night, warm summer air on me, just to get out of the house for a bit on a night like this was wonderful. I live alone. Well, except my dog, Bear. He's about 5 years old, big black lab. Had to leave my wife last winter after finding her in bed with my neighbor.

As I returned home, the phone rang. My brother was on his way over. Great... company. (eye roll inserted here) Oh well, it was only about PM. As the conversation kept going, he told me that he was helping his wifes brother move and needed an extra hand. This is what I want to do on a Saturday night! As he pulled up in my drive, I made sure Bear was ok, then left the house, locking the door behind me.

Forgetting about my attire, I realized as I approached the truck that I was still wearing those old shorts.....I made them from an old ripped up pair of sweats I used painting the bedroom a few weeks back, and kinda forgot any boxers. I walked out to the truck, the drivers window was down. My brother yelled out that I was to sit in the back. He had a 4 door Ford truck, which as I could tell in the dark, seemed packed to the brim. His wife gets out of the back seat she occupied behind my brother, telling me that the only way I was going to ride was in the back where she sat, explaining to me that she would have to sit on my lap.

I am no small guy, 6' 2, about 220. She was roughly 5' 3, and from what I guessed, 120 maybe. She had on a short, revealing summer dress, that barely covered her ass. Her large breasts pushing the thin fabric to its limits, and the way it was looking, I couldn't see a trace of a bra. I have seen her in a bikini, laying about in the back yard at her house. From what I could tell, she was about a DD cup...very large breasts. long flowing red hair, obviously dyed but, hot looking!

I gathered my thoughts, got in the back seat, helping her in the truck, holding her waist as she climbed in, guiding her onto my lap. She sat down, each leg outside of mine, pushing her round ass back against my body.

Memories of seeing this hot girl, who was 22 BTW, laid out in a bikini, back string untied, face down on a towel in the grass, g string bottoms, all this making my cock twitch in my shorts. I'm not small guy in that department, but not a porn star either.... about 7 inches, slightly bigger than norm you might say.
My brother introduced me to his brother-in-law Mark. We shook hands, then my brother, Mike, who was 3 years my Junior at 24, started the truck. As I said earlier, it was packed tight. On the back seat next to me was 3 boxes that was big enough to make room on just 1/3rd the back seat, so me and my sister-in-law, Amber, literally had no room for movement.

We back out of my drive, then head up the street, turned a corner, then headed out of town. Mark lives about 2 hours from me, so this is going to be an interesting ride! I have had a FEW imaginary thoughts of Amber, but too shy or scared to do anything about them. We have kissed, but not what you think. More of a light peck on the lips, not a full on, french style kiss. But enough to help fuel my fantasy. Anyway... enough flashbacks.

Its now about 8:15, we are out of town on some old country back road, bumpier than I remembered. Amber was bouncing up n down on my lap from the potholes my brother, Mike, seemed to hit on purpose. That summer dress she was wearing was riding up, slowly exposing her nice, round ass. I could barely see however as I was more focused on holding her sit still. My hands was on her hips now, trying to keep her from bouncing around in the back of the truck. My cock...yea, had a mind of its own. Must have known a wet pussy was nearby as it started to come to life. The fabric of Amber's dress seemed to be riding higher as we drove on, exposing more of her bottom, but she didn't make any moves to fix it, instead did something I was not expecting. Gripping my hands, she moved them UNDER HER DRESS!! I wasn't sure if this was a sexual movement or... she leaned back, her head on my right shoulder, whispered in my ear, "Hold me here, this dress is going to ride up anyways." Placing my hands on the bare skin of her hips, then sat back against my body more. As my fingers moved around, I couldn't feel a trace of panties. Ok...hot girl very fit, nice round ass, big breasts, nothing on under a summer dress, bouncing on my lap. My cock was rock hard at this point! I guess she felt it as we bounced down the road. Mike and Mark were busy in conversations so neither of them looked back at us. The rear view mirror missing after a few too many drunk rides around the old dusty rock roads we took lately. I felt her hand on my left thigh, the road seemed to be no where near getting better, keeping us bouncing around in the back seat. Her body pressing more into mine, and every bump, her ass sat down hard on my crotch, making my dick even harder than any porn could make it. There was no way I could hide it, in these shorts I had on, there was no tightness in them to keep it down. I felt the head poking at her, her hand riding up higher on my thigh. Then, as we rounded a curve, she stood up slightly, reached her hand back to the waistband of my shorts, and pulled them down!.... OMG! WHAT WAS SHE DOING! Not wanting to say anything, I lifted my ass up, and down they went. Then she sat back down, and to a slight gasp from her lips, I had entered her pussy! Luckily, the guys in front were oblivious to us in the back, so I kept this up, holding her hips as she started bouncing on my cock. With my thumbs stuck out, I was able to keep her dress from falling down. She leaned back more against me, her left hand grabbing mine, she guided it up inside her dress, over her ample left breast. I could feel the wetness start to coat my cock as she bucked harder on me, her ass pushing harder against my body. I started to thrust upwards into her, driving my cock more and more into her. Then she leaned forwards, grabbed the seat in front of her, and sat down on my cock hard, her pussy gripping my cock as she came all over it. This was too much for me, and I thrust upwards hard and deep inside her, grabbing her left tit, my right hand still on her hip, I shot wave after wave of hot cum inside her pussy. Mike looked back slightly over his right shoulder, asking if we was ok. I knew she couldn't talk, still going through another orgasm at that moment, so I spoke up best I could, "Yea... we're ok." She finally relaxed, leaned back onto me, we both looked forwards, and not seeing any eyes facing us, kissed. This was not that family style lip peck... oh no! This was full on, lips pressed together, tongues wrestling kiss! Her pussy still engulfing my now softening cock, but still spazming on it. She whispered into my ear, "I knew you wanted it as bad as I did. I laid out in the yard in that bikini on purpose. I wanted to fuck you then, and I do later tonight." She kissed me once more, then looked forwards, asking my brother for a drink from the water bottle he had. I kept her dress hiked up over her ass, she leaned forward, and my cock spit out from her pussy, coated in cum. She seemed disappointed in its sudden departure, but sat back onto my lap as before, ass pushing against me.

It was now around 9, and we still had an hour to get to Mark's house. I thought we took a big chance before, but now she took it to a whole new level. She crossed her arms, grabbing her dress, then lifted it off her body, exposed her naked form in the moonlight for all to see. My shorts were still on my thighs but she was able to fix that. Grabbing them then carefully as we turned another corner onto a black top road, slid them down my legs, then off my feet. I took my shirt off, and there we were....bare ass naked in the back of the truck! She leaned back into me, then whispered she had to pee, had me roll my window down. I thought she should have asked Mike to stop but, she didn't. She turned on my lap, stuck her ass out the window, and after a few seconds, let loose a long flood of piss into the wind. At this point, Mark turned his head around, saw Amber fully nude, ass out the window, looked at me, and just winked. He looked forwards, and kept my brother talking so he wouldn't see what we was doing. Amber sat back on my lap, but was still peeing slightly, not a flood, but a few short spurts non the less.

I glanced at my watch....9:32, about half an hour yet. We sat like that till we got into the town Mark lived in, bare naked, hands fondling each other. We pulled into a gas station, and Mike turned the truck off. "Bet you 2 need a leg stretching back there" He got out and went inside, followed by Mark. Amber leaned around, kissed me deeply, then grabbed her dress. "We are staying at Marks till morning. Hope that isn't a problem." then got out, slipped the dress on, grabbed my shorts and handed them to me. I slipped them on, said everything was ok, Bear was a big boy, he would be fine tonight without me there. We walked around behind the gas station, and took another chance. Slapping her ass, making her spin around, then pushing her against the brick wall. I leaned in, kissed her lips hard, my hand grabbing her ass. "Next time you lay out in that bikini, I will slip my cock up your tight ass so deep, you will piss yourself into orgasms" Then walked away, headed back to the truck, Amber following.

With all 4 of us back in, we headed to Mark's house. (shortening the actual unloading as we all just grabbed shit n took it in the house)... Once unloaded, Mark went into the kitchen, and came back with 4 beers and an envelope, handing it to me. "No one really asked you if you wanted to help, sounded more of a demand to me. Here... for your time." Puzzled, I looked around the room, eyes all on me. Curiosity got to me, and I opened the envelope. Reaching in, I felt paper...pulled it out, and saw $1000! I said, "MARK! $50 was enough... WTF?" I didn't know what he did for a living, all I knew, he was moving. "Relax John, look...$100 an hour, you are riding 4 hours total in that old POS truck your brother thinks is the shit. Fuckin Fords...So thats $400. The rest... your time means more to me than I guess it does to you. My company is setting me up here, Plant manager. I get a $95,000 salary, so one grand is pocket change. You ok with that? I can take it back!"."Fuck that, it's mine!" I said. "Good," he replied "one more thing...you want a job, ask me. I got $75,000 free for an assistant plant manager." "Wait... wha??" I blurted out. Mike took over the conversation at this point. "John, Mark is offering ALL of us jobs there. This house is a 8 bedroom, 9 1/2 bath old Victorian house he bought a month ago, big enough for all of us. If you really want to switch jobs, and move in, you can, but think it over tonight." With that, I swallowed, no... chugged a full can of beer. Then excused myself to go relieve my bladder.

I found a bathroom and without thinking, left the door open. I live alone remember? Who was I shutting it from, Bear? Not paying attention, I pulled my shorts down, whipped it out, and right before I started to go, I felt a body behind me, then a hand on my dick. "Not there.... on me." I turned around in shock as Amber was standing there, naked again! Before I could react, I was going. Full pee stream shooting up in the air as she held my dick in her hand. It hit her stomach, running down her body, down her legs, landing on the floor in a puddle. Then she joined, standing there, and let loose her own flow, not squatting, not on me, just where ever it wanted to go. Her free hand went down between us, and her fingers started to play with her pussy as we both stood there peeing. I never did this before, peeing on someone. New sensations filled me, and as soon as I was done, BOING! My cock came back to life! She grabbed a towel off the shelf, laid it on the puddle, then still having cock-in-hand, led me to a near by room.

I must have forgotten Mike and Mark was in the house, or didn't care. Following her in the room, we fell on the bed, bodies wrapping around each other, legs intertwining, kissing each others lips like 2 horny teens trying not to get caught. She told me the boys had left to go get food, and we had time alone. Here we were, both naked, horny, and the house to ourselves. Didn't take a genius to figure out my next move. She was on her back, tits up in the air, nipples hard as diamonds. I kissed her neck, tracing kisses down her chest over those large melons, then licked at the nipples, taking one, then the other into my mouth. She moaned, squirming on the bed under me. After a brief time, I continued my trail of kisses down her body, then stopped as I was head facing her pussy. Licking around her swollen lips, then darting my tongue inside, tasting her warm wet nectar. My hands on her legs, holding them open as I lick deep inside her pussy. She bucked, squirming on the bed, as I lick down to her asshole. When I shot my tongue inside, she shouted out "God yes! He refuses to do anything to my ass." Not wanting to waist time as I didn't know when the guys would be back, I pulled my tongue out, then licked over her clit. She grabbed my head, shoving me hard into her pussy, and humped my face hard. I heard her moaning getting louder, her body tense up, then she gripped my head with her thighs and came hard, coating my face in girl squirt. I did the best I could to lick it up before she grabbed me, pulled me on top of her and kissed me deep. My hard cock poking her pussy, then as we wiggled hips, it slid in full. She gasped then lifted her legs up. I got on my hands, then started to pound into her pussy hard. The more I thrusted, the more she screamed. I covered her mouth with my hand briefly, then she squirmed under me, pulled my hand off her mouth, "I want it in my ass." With that, I got up and she rolled over, sticking her round ass up in the air. I stuck my cum coated cock at the tight opening and pushed inside her. She buried her face in the pillow and screamed out as I slid in balls deep. Holding her hips, I began to fuck her ass as hard as I could, thrusting into her ass over and over, her ass banging off me, the bed moving on the floor, hitting the wall. I was concerned the guys would be back and hear this, but didn't slow down. She came over and over, covering the sheets in a large puddle. I thrusted a few more times, not able to last and filled her ass with hot cum till it ran out down her legs onto the bed. After a short time, we both collapsed onto the bed, I laid next to her. No words. We just laid there panting for what seemed like hours. As I recovered, I looked over at her, wondering what we just did, what was to come between us. She was my brothers wife after all. Without asking, she answered the confused look on my face. Kissing me, she told me "We will be living together, the 4 of us, in this house. My brother is gay, ane Mike has been too occupied at work to pay attention to me lately. I need it John. Though I won't leave him, I still have needs. As long as we don't get caught, you can fuck me anytime." With that, she kissed me once more on my lips, then got up, picked her dress up off the floor, and left the room.

I must have passed out because the next thing I know, its daylight out. I got up, realizing all I had to wear was the t shirt n shorts I had on yesterday. Got dressed, then wandered into the bathroom. Thinking that I was dreaming the whole thing, I shook it off, did my business, then went down to the kitchen. Mike, Mark and Amber were all up, drinking coffee and chit chatting. "Hey, there's sleepy head!" Amber said. "I got worn out last night." I said reaching for a cup and the pot. Mark offered to take me to the store to get a pair of jeans, but Amber said she would run me in since she had an errand to run anyway. The day was warm still, and she had on a pair of jean shorts and a tight t-shirt that neither did anything to cover her body from my glancing eyes. We teased each other in the truck as we headed to one store after another, grabbing asses, kissing, once getting a hand job in a changing room, only to cum on her hand. We arrived back at the house, must have been noon I think. Knowing I had to get back home, I asked for a ride home. Mike said he would run me home so he could talk to me.

Now I was nervous! Did he know? Fuck. 30 minutes into the ride, he asked me "What you think of Mark's offer?" Relief... I don't think he knows about me and Amber. "Sounds interesting, I mean, its a lot more than I make now" I replied. "He is serious John. I took on a job there as a supervisor, and Amber would be your office manager." Now I was highly interested. Amber, working directly with me! As we got to my house, I told Mike to let Mark know I would take the job, I need a month however to quit my job and move. He said ok, and left. Next month, I had a U-haul packed up, Bear in the seat next to me, my car in tow as I headed down the road for the 2 hour drive to Mark's.

What followed for the next several months was pure bliss! I settled down in the house, picking a room down the hall from Mike and Amber, learned about my job, and enjoying the paychecks I never imagined I would get. Working with Amber gave a lot of opportunities for office games. We fucked on my desk, in the bathroom, in my car in the parking lot, and when I needed to run errands for the company, I took her with, only to fuck her more. Its been 2 years after the move. We still fuck when we can. Mark has since left the plant, taking over as district manager, I got promoted as plant manager. Mike got my job, and Amber? Well.... She's out on maternity leave!

~~~~~~~~ To Be Continued ~~~~~~~~

Peter and Anna at work

peterjohnson — Tue, 24 May 2016 18:55:42 UTC

A new guy at work might steer Anna off the straight and narrow

James started a new job in an office, he was a good looking 26 year old guy, nothing special, but above average. A couple of days into the job he noticed a woman walking around. She was a good looking girl next door. Not a supermodel by any stretch of the imagination, pretty face, nice ass and huge tits, and she was real world sexy, no airbrushing needed.
James ended up talking to her a fair bit, she was very knowledgeable about the job and he like to surround himself with people he could ask for help. James and Anna quickly became very good friends. Within a month they were very close and talked about everything including sex.
James even started laying in a little bit of flirting, although he didn’t for one second think he would get any joy as Anna was married.
She often wore low cut tops that showed her amazing cleavage off. And he thought a lot about getting his face in between those two glorious globes.
One day, just before Christmas he was talking to Anna and asked her
“What am I getting off you for Christmas then?”
“I Dunno, what do you want”
“ A Blowjob?”
Anna looked at him slightly stunned, but did kinda expect that sort of answer from him.
She licked her lips and looked over the top of her glasses at him.
“Oh really? And what would I get in return?”
He smiled broadly, his cock started to twitch, this was not the answer he expected.
“What would you want?” he enquired
“Well only fair if you’re getting some pleasure out of it I should too.”
“Well id happily lay u down and eat you out till u moan and cum all over my face”
Now Anna was shocked, only that he was being this brazen in the office, someone might over hear, but she started feeling a little tingle in her knickers. The idea very much appealed to her.
“Pity we can’t, married remember”
“Hey, that’s your problem not mine” he winked at her.
Cheeky bastard.
“And where would this take place?”
James stopped to think for a minute. He smirked. The office had once been a bank and downstairs where used to be a bank vault was now the office archive, with a door that required a code to get in. Few people ever went down there.
“What about down in archive, nice and private.”
“Oh you’re funny, tell me, so we go down stairs to archive and then what?”
“Intrigued are you?”
“Maybe” she replied with a coy smile.
James started to talk, describing what he would do to her in archive,
“Well we go down, find a quiet bit at the back, in case anyone does come in, and I pull you close, and kiss you. Then I reach down and shove your trousers down your legs. Slip inside you and fuck you silly.”
Her tight little snatch was getting wet, her sex life at home was pretty dull these days and this dangerous idea really excited her.
“Oh my God, “she moaned, “That sounds damn good. Wish I could, I’m getting rather horni talking about it ya know.”
James sat back cockily in his chair, and looked back to his work “Well, it’s your choice”
There was silence for a few minutes, but in the quiet she kept looking at him, he, despite wanting to reach over and cup her tits, remained looking at his screen.
Finally the silence was killing her, her mind just kept thinking about the two of them of them down in archive. It was dirty, it was naughty and wrong and couldn’t happen.
“Someone would find us for sure”
“Sorry?” James said with a smile “Find us what?”
“You know what you smug git”
“Oh if we went for a fumble downstairs? Nah there’s not many people in the office this close to Christmas. Not many people go down there anyway, and besides if its just with trousers pulled down, easy to rectify if someone comes down and we are there looking for a file. Problem solved”
“But I’m still married so we can’t”
“You’re the one still talking about it, I just laid it out there, id quite like to bend you over in Archive and slip up inside you nice and deep, that’s all I’ll say on the matter”
The thought of doing something so bad, at work, with a guy who admittedly she really did think was hot, her pussy was aching.
“What would you do if I said come on then?”
James grinned “Love, I’d be down stairs damn quick”
She giggled. Looked at his hands, they were huge and he had really long fingers, even they would feel good.
“Ok, no sex but maybe some…..play” she smiled
James got up and walked out the room, towards the stairs, a moment later she followed him. Her heart pounded in her chest, she was terrified of getting caught but god did that make the whole idea very sexy.
They went down the stairs to the archive, he punched in the code and opened the door, taking her by the hand he led her to the very back corner behind the shelves and pushed her against the wall.
She looked him in the eye and felt pure unadulterated lust.
She grabbed the back of his head and pulled it to hers kissing him passionately, his tongue shot into her mouth seeking hers, they twirled together. His hands went up the back of her top scrapping his nails over her skin. She pulled his hair trying to kiss him deeper.
She put her hands on his chest and slid them down his body to his fly, and felt his cock through the front of his trousers, it was a good size and it was very hard, she rub along his shaft through his work trousers. His hands explored her, one to her breasts, squeezing and kneading them, his other down between her legs, he could feel the heat form her pussy through her trousers and rub the palm of his hand along her slit, the shape of his hands bumped her clit, heightening her arousal.
He undid the button and zip on her trousers then spun her to face away from him, he grabbed her hips and pulled her ass into his crotch, he could feel his dick pressing between her ass cheeks, his hand move to her front and pushed inside her trousers and into her knickers, she spread her thighs giving him access. His hands stroked over her pussy lips. She put her hands flat to the wall steadying herself. His middle finger found the space between her wet lips, and boy was she wet. His finger found her clit and he flicked his finger tip over it, making her shudder, she wanted to feel him touching her so bad that one little flicked teased her so much. She ground her ass into his crotch hoping to encourage his finger to further explore.
James finger flicked over her clit gently a couple more times before finally settling on it, he caressed it slowly, circular. She started to moan softly. She reached behind her and unzipped his flies, her hand searched for his cock and when she got inside his boxers and found it she moaned again as a shudder went through her. He brain told her how risky this was, and she moaned again as her hand went up and down his hard dick.
James rubbing her clit was feeling so good but she needed something in her, as she rubbed his dick with one hand she pushed his hand further beneath her and his finger slid up inside her. She was wetter then she had been in a hell of a long time. His finger curled inside her, driving her wild, er mind was filled with lust and sexual need.
He hand stopped stroking his shaft and pushed her trousers further down. She moved his hand and turned, looking deep in his eyes.
She sat on a shelf and spread her legs, she ran a finger through her pussy lips, soaking it to the knuckle and sucked it clean.
“Fuck me” she said, “Fuck me now”
This was exactly what he wanted to hear, he pressed his dick to her tight hole and she grabbed his shoulders steadying herself. Slowly he pushed in, feeling her pussy open around his hard cock as it spread her open. She moaned as her pussy opened to his stiff rod. He started slowly rocking back and forth enjoying feeling her wetness around his swollen member. He moved his hands to her shirt buttons undoing them all and pulled her tits free of her bra.
As he pumped his seven inches into her increasingly moistening pussy, his mouth went to her nipple gently biting it. She moaned in his ear, “Fuck me, Fuck me harder”
The angle didn’t give him much to work with, so he pulled out, he looked at his cock, her juice covered it, he smiled and turned her round, bending her over the shelf.
In one thrust he sunk all the way inside her making her moan loudly, he pounded her tight hole hard, her nipples scraped along the rough wood of the shelf giving her an extra thrill.
Anna could feel her orgasm rising, she dropped her hand between her legs and rub her clit furiously. She alternated between rubbing her clit and moving her fingers to either side of James’ rigid cock, she felt every vein with her fingers and her lips as he pounded her like his life depended on it.
“Oh God!” she cried out as her orgasm shook through her, he legs shook as wave after wave of pleasure ran through her. Just as her orgasm was dying James’ hands grab her hips roughly and he fucked her even harder, his own orgasm so close.
The roughness and the knowledge of what was coming brought Anna to another orgasm in time to join James in ecstacy. His cock pumped cum deep inside her as he let out a guttural moan.
He continued sliding in and out of her, making the most of the experience.
“Oh fuck!” she said dreamily. “That was fucking hot”
“Shit yea” James agreed sliding his dripping cock from her.
She turned and dropped to her knees, in one movement she sucked their cum from his cock and looked up at him and smiled.
“Next time you can sit in that chair and ill ride you”
He looked at her and cocked an eyebrow “Next time?”

Office Relations at Christmas

peterjohnson — Fri, 20 May 2016 09:56:00 UTC

When James starts at a new job he soon notices Anna, a married woman, but a reciprocated spark causes some Christmas time fun

James started a new job in an office, he was a good looking 26 year old guy, nothing special, but above average. A couple of days into the job he noticed a woman walking around. She was a good looking girl next door. Not a supermodel by any stretch of the imagination, pretty face, nice ass and huge tits, and she was real world sexy, no airbrushing needed.
James ended up talking to her a fair bit, she was very knowledgeable about the job and he like to surround himself with people he could ask for help. James and Anna quickly became very good friends. Within a month they were very close and talked about everything including sex.
James even started laying in a little bit of flirting, although he didn’t for one second think he would get any joy as Anna was married.
She often wore low cut tops that showed her amazing cleavage off. And he thought a lot about getting his face in between those two glorious globes.
One day, just before Christmas he was talking to Anna and asked her
“What am I getting off you for Christmas then?”
“I Dunno, what do you want”
“ A Blowjob?”
Anna looked at him slightly stunned, but did kinda expect that sort of answer from him.
She licked her lips and looked over the top of her glasses at him.
“Oh really? And what would I get in return?”
He smiled broadly, his cock started to twitch, this was not the answer he expected.
“What would you want?” he enquired
“Well only fair if you’re getting some pleasure out of it I should too.”
“Well id happily lay u down and eat you out till u moan and cum all over my face”
Now Anna was shocked, only that he was being this brazen in the office, someone might over hear, but she started feeling a little tingle in her knickers. The idea very much appealed to her.
“Pity we can’t, married remember”
“Hey, that’s your problem not mine” he winked at her.
Cheeky bastard.
“And where would this take place?”
James stopped to think for a minute. He smirked. The office had once been a bank and downstairs where used to be a bank vault was now the office archive, with a door that required a code to get in. Few people ever went down there.
“What about down in archive, nice and private.”
“Oh you’re funny, tell me, so we go down stairs to archive and then what?”
“Intrigued are you?”
“Maybe” she replied with a coy smile.
James started to talk, describing what he would do to her in archive,
“Well we go down, find a quiet bit at the back, in case anyone does come in, and I pull you close, and kiss you. Then I reach down and shove your trousers down your legs. Slip inside you and fuck you silly.”
Her tight little snatch was getting wet, her sex life at home was pretty dull these days and this dangerous idea really excited her.
“Oh my God, “she moaned, “That sounds damn good. Wish I could, I’m getting rather horni talking about it ya know.”
James sat back cockily in his chair, and looked back to his work “Well, it’s your choice”
There was silence for a few minutes, but in the quiet she kept looking at him, he, despite wanting to reach over and cup her tits, remained looking at his screen.
Finally the silence was killing her, her mind just kept thinking about the two of them of them down in archive. It was dirty, it was naughty and wrong and couldn’t happen.
“Someone would find us for sure”
“Sorry?” James said with a smile “Find us what?”
“You know what you smug git”
“Oh if we went for a fumble downstairs? Nah there’s not many people in the office this close to Christmas. Not many people go down there anyway, and besides if it’s just with trousers pulled down, easy to rectify if someone comes down and we are there looking for a file. Problem solved”
“But I’m still married so we can’t”
“You’re the one still talking about it, I just laid it out there, id quite like to bend you over in Archive and slip up inside you nice and deep, that’s all I’ll say on the matter”
The thought of doing something so bad, at work, with a guy who admittedly she really did think was hot, her pussy was aching.
“What would you do if I said come on then?”
James grinned “Love, I’d be down stairs damn quick”
She giggled. Looked at his hands, they were huge and he had really long fingers, even they would feel good.
“Ok, no sex but maybe some…..play” she smiled
James got up and walked out the room, towards the stairs, a moment later she followed him. Her heart pounded in her chest, she was terrified of getting caught but god did that make the whole idea very sexy.
They went down the stairs to the archive, he punched in the code and opened the door, taking her by the hand he led her to the very back corner behind the shelves and pushed her against the wall.
She looked him in the eye and felt pure unadulterated lust.
She grabbed the back of his head and pulled it to hers kissing him passionately, his tongue shot into her mouth seeking hers, they twirled together. His hands went up the back of her top scrapping his nails over her skin. She pulled his hair trying to kiss him deeper.
She put her hands on his chest and slid them down his body to his fly, and felt his cock through the front of his trousers, it was a good size and it was very hard, she rub along his shaft through his work trousers. His hands explored her, one to her breasts, squeezing and kneading them, his other down between her legs, he could feel the heat from her pussy through her trousers and rub the palm of his hand along her slit, the shape of his hands bumped her clit, heightening her arousal.
He undid the button and zip on her trousers then spun her to face away from him, he grabbed her hips and pulled her ass into his crotch, he could feel his dick pressing between her ass cheeks, his hand move to her front and pushed inside her trousers and into her knickers, she spread her thighs giving him access. His hands stroked over her pussy lips. She put her hands flat to the wall steadying herself. His middle finger found the space between her wet lips, and boy was she wet. His finger found her clit and he flicked his finger tip over it, making her shudder, she wanted to feel him touching her so bad that one little flicked teased her so much. She ground her ass into his crotch hoping to encourage his finger to further explore.
James finger flicked over her clit gently a couple more times before finally settling on it, he caressed it slowly, circular. She started to moan softly. She reached behind her and unzipped his flies, her hand searched for his cock and when she got inside his boxers and found it she moaned again as a shudder went through her. He brain told her how risky this was, and she moaned again as her hand went up and down his hard dick.
James rubbing her clit was feeling so good but she needed something in her, as she rubbed his dick with one hand she pushed his hand further beneath her and his finger slid up inside her. She was wetter then she had been in a hell of a long time. His finger curled inside her, driving her wild, her mind was filled with lust and sexual need.
He had stopped stroking his shaft and pushed her trousers further down. She moved his hand and turned, looking deep in his eyes.
She sat on a shelf and spread her legs, she ran a finger through her pussy lips, soaking it to the knuckle and sucked it clean.
“Fuck me” she said, “Fuck me now”
This was exactly what he wanted to hear, he pressed his dick to her tight hole and she grabbed his shoulders steadying herself. Slowly he pushed in, feeling her pussy open around his hard cock as it spread her open. She moaned as her pussy opened to his stiff rod. He started slowly rocking back and forth enjoying feeling her wetness around his swollen member. He moved his hands to her shirt buttons undoing them all and pulled her tits free of her bra.
As he pumped his seven inches into her increasingly moistening pussy, his mouth went to her nipple gently biting it. She moaned in his ear, “Fuck me, Fuck me harder”
The angle didn’t give him much to work with, so he pulled out, he looked at his cock, her juice covered it, he smiled and turned her round, bending her over the shelf.
In one thrust he sunk all the way inside her making her moan loudly, he pounded her tight hole hard, her nipples scraped along the rough wood of the shelf giving her an extra thrill.
Anna could feel her orgasm rising, she dropped her hand between her legs and rub her clit furiously. She alternated between rubbing her clit and moving her fingers to either side of James’ rigid cock, she felt every vein with her fingers and her lips as he pounded her like his life depended on it.
“Oh God!” she cried out as her orgasm shook through her, he legs shook as wave after wave of pleasure ran through her. Just as her orgasm was dying James’ hands grab her hips roughly and he fucked her even harder, his own orgasm so close.
The roughness and the knowledge of what was coming brought Anna to another orgasm in time to join James in ecstasy. His cock pumped cum deep inside her as he let out a guttural moan.
He continued sliding in and out of her, making the most of the experience.
“Oh fuck!” she said dreamily. “That was fucking hot”
“Shit yea” James agreed sliding his dripping cock from her.
She turned and dropped to her knees, in one movement she sucked their cum from his cock and looked up at him and smiled.
“Next time you can sit in that chair and ill ride you”
He looked at her and cocked an eyebrow “Next time?”

New Landlords

merkywater — Sat, 31 Jan 2015 11:38:51 UTC

The landlords
Chapter 1
My name is Matt I'm 32, my wife's name is Jillian she is 26, we have been
married for almost 6 years. I am your average guy five foot eight inches tall a
little over weight, jillian is five foot three inches tall and a hundred and five
pounds. She has dark brown hair and green eyes. She has a great body, a really small
round ass, I call her tits her torpedoes because that's what they look like, when
they hang down they look like torpedoes and the nipples are huge and look like the
detonators. Two years ago the company we worked for and where i met my wife closed
leaving us both without jobs. I was able to find another job but it was about two
hours traveling time each way. Jillian wasn't able to find another good paying job
and it left us in a bad way financially. We couldn't make the mortgage payments on
our house and the bank forclosed on it. We looked for places closer to where i was
working but couldn't afford them. We ended up finding a 1 bedroom bungalow that was
totally remodeled. Jillian set up an appointment and we drove over to talk to them.
We met them at the bungalow and it was everything they said it was. It sat on
private land on a private road, and there was a beautiful lake too. We were really
happy with the place and gave them a check right there. The couple that owns it Mark
and Beth live just up the road in a huge old Victorian house. When we walked inside
there house i thought i smelled Marijuana! When beth took off her jacket i could see
she had tattoos on her arms and back of her neck. They are in there early forties or
so, he looks like the suffer type and she looked like the blonde punk rocker type.
They told us that they had inherited the property from her family five years ago.
They work from home both are into software design. We had some drinks and talked
some more and they told us the bungalow was all ready and we could move in when ever
we wanted. That weekend we moved in!
We were living in the bungalow for a couple of months when Jillian told me that
our landlords had offered her a job. She told me they where starting a new business
and needed some help. I asked her what kind of business they started and she said it
was a wholesale woman's imported apparel business. I had to ask again, and she said
expensive women's clothing, nightwear and accessories. I next asked her what her
position was in this company, she told me she was going to set up all the shows. I
must have had a dumb look on my face because she started explaining to me that they
put on shows for clients to come and see the products. She said most of the shows
were held at hotel convention centers where there would be 20 to 30 companies there
competing for one or two big clients. I was really happy for her, she told me that
she would make two hundred a week and a half a percent of any sales. I said thats
not much money and she said the minimum order is hundred thousand dollars. She said
most clients would buy between three hundred and five hundred thousand dollars of
inventory. I told her that was great and that i hoped it all worked out for them.
She told me she was going to start working next week. The following week she was so
excited about being back to work. She told me she was calling the hotels and setting
up shows, making sure all the products were being delivered to Mark and Beths house
so she could go through them and make sure everything was perfect.
Two months into her new job and Jillian was making great money. We were finally
starting to catch up paying down our debt. I told Jillian that if we could keep
going at this rate in two years we will be debt free, yes between credit cards that
we used to try and save our house and student loans we were in debt for two hundred
thousand dollars. Every week they were having a show and doing really good. My job
had changed too, we had big layoffs but thank god i was safe. We were all told there
would be no more layoffs but everyone had to pitch in and cover for the positions
that were lost for the next six months, that meant i had to come in a half hour
early and stay a half hour later. It was really hard having to get up so early, by
the time i got home i was exhausted. I was going to bed by eight o'clock leaving
Jillian watching TV by herself. One night i woke up i thought the bed moved when i
looked at the clock it said 3:25 AM. I layed there for a few minuted and thought i
smelled Marijuana. I must have fallen back to sleep because i woke up to my alarm
going off it was 4:00 Am. A couple of nights later i woke up it was eleven o'clock.
I got up to get a drink the TV was on in the living room and the volume was down.
When i walked into the kitchen i noticed Jillian wasn't on the couch, laying on the
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table was a note saying "Beth called and asked me to come over and watch a movie
with her if you need me call my cell. Love you Jillian". I went back to bed and woke
up thinking the bed was moving and again i thought i smelled the faint smell of
Marijuana or something. When i got home i asked her how the movie was and she told
me they mostly talked. This started happening ever couple of nights. I didn't mind
because i felt bad that i couldn't stay up with her during the week and on weekends
i was wiped out too. One day i came home from work and she had a nice dinner fixed
and told me she had a surprise. After we had dinner she had me close my eyes, when i
opened them she was facing away from me. I looked down and she was holding her top
up and there was a tattoo across the bottom of her back, ( what they call a tramp
stamp). I didn't know what to say, she said she loved Beth's and had wanted one for
a long time but was afraid it would hurt to much. I asked her what it meant and she
said she didn't know that she just liked it. It was really medieval looking with
writing, symbols and some kind of vines swirls some wide some thin. I couldn't say
anything because I had three tattoos. We were making love once a week because my
work schedule was killing me, but she never complained once. She would do her movie
thing with Beth every other night, everything was going great.
It was three weeks after she got her tattoo that they were having a show at Beth
and Mark's house at night. She had asked me to come to the show but i told her there
was no way i could do that and get up in the morning. She told me it was a client
from Turkey that could be a big client. I wished her luck and she headed over to
there house after dinner. I watched some TV then headed to bed. I woke up again
thinking the bed was moving and smelling that sweet smoke smell. When i got home i
asked how the show went and she said it went great, that the client was pleased and
was going to place a big order. That weekend we went out to dinner and to the
movies, when we got home i felt good so i got a little frisky with her, she got a
seductive smile on her face and grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. I
was all over her but she stopped me, she had me get undressed and lay on my back. I
layed there with my eyes closed like she told me, i could hear her taking her
clothes off and then get on the bed. I was told not to open my eyes until she said
too. She straddled my chest and said open my eyes. When i looked her pubic hair was
gone all except a thin patch shaped into some kind of letter, it looked like two P's
put back to back and on each side was a symbol and those vines tattooed. Before i
could say anything she slides forward and I'm eating her. We had great sex and it
took the life out of me and i passed out. The next morning i asked her about it and
she said one of the models they higher for the shows had it done and she really
liked it so she got her's done. She said the shaving and waxing was done at a salon,
and then two days later she got it tattooed. I was starting to worry about the
changes in my wife. When she came out of the shower and turned i thought there was
more done to the tattoo on her back, it almost looked like there were more vines
running down knto her ass crack.
A week later Jillian tells me they are going to have another show at Beth and
Mark's. Once again i have to decline her invitation. The night comes and she asked
if i changed my mind and i told her i couldn't do it, so off she went. I layed on
the couch watching TV and dozed off, I woke up on the couch and it was eleven
o'clock I checked and Jillian wasn't home yet. I look outside and and couldn't see
much so I through on my sneakers and walked out to the road. I walked up in front of
there house and noticed there was only one car parked outside. I walked up to the
front of the house and it was all dark so i walked around the side to go to the
back. I heard some music playing but couldn't figure out what it was, as I got
closer i could see flickering light coming from a window. It was really dark outside
because there was no moonlight i snuck up to the window and looked in. I saw Beth,
Jillian and another woman sitting on pillows there was something on the floor but
it was being blocked by the other woman. The window was closed so i couldn't hear
what was being said. The woman in front of me leaned over and i saw her open a
wooden box as she did i could see a hookah sitting on the floor in front of the
women. I saw her take something from the box and sit back up then Beth moved closer
to Jillian. I watched beth put her arm around Jillian and then the other hand hold
the hookah pipe to her mouth she said something to Jillian and then there was a
bright light, it must have been a match or lighter lighting the hookah. Beth said
something and Jillian started sucking on the pipe i watched her suck hard and then
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her head tilted back, Beth must have been telling her to hold her breath. They did
this three times and each time Jillian was able to hold her breath longer. The other
woman got up and walked out of the room, then i could make out that Jillian was in
some kind of robe, and wasn't wearing the jeans she had on when she left the house.
The other woman came back and said something to Beth and she got Jillian up, i saw
they were leaving the room so i started moving around to the back of the house. The
music got a little louder and there was a light coming from a window. I moved around
to the side and look in i saw the women standing in the room. In the room was some
kind of bench contraption it had pading and bars and straps. The music was some kind
of mideast music. There was a stool with wheels and a table with wheels. I saw
movement and a middle eastern man came in the room. The man said something in
aerobic I'm guessing, and Beth moved Jillian to the bench. The man came over and
took the robe off my wife, now she was naked standing in front of a stranger. I
watched as this man looks my wife over, feeling her pussy as she stands there. He
moves the table over and picks up a small spray can, he aims it at her nipple and
sprays it, then the other one, instantly her nipple jet out rock hard. He picks
something up and puts it to her nipple and then does the same to her other nipple.
He says something and Beth turns Jillian and faces her to the bench, Jillian puts
her feet into this thing like she knows what to do. Her calves are strapped and she
bends over the padding and lays across it, straps are put around her thighs and over
her back and tighten down. The man move to the bench and does something and the
bench starts to move, her legs are spreading and raising making her back arch. He
takes a roll of something that looks like yellowish plastic rap, he puts it on the
cheek of her ass and it sticks to her skin. I watch as he pulls it forward and her
ass cheek is pulled open, when he does the same thing to the other cheek you could
see everything between her legs. He moved the table closer and sat on the stool and
rolled right up to her open ass. He pulled the cover off the table and picked up a
tattoo gun. I watched as he tattooed all down the crack of her ass, even her asshole
and the bottom of her pussy.
No

My cheating at The conference

domsteve — Sun, 12 Oct 2014 15:08:42 UTC

This happened when I was 26 years old. I am married. The only person I had ever had sex with was my husband. We were trying to have a baby so I had gone off the pill. I had to go out of town for a conference for my work. The conference was to start on Tuesday and finish on Thursday afternoon at 3pm. There were no flights until late Thursday so I scheduled a 1pm flight on Friday. That should get me home about 3:30.
The conference finished on time and I went back to my room. There was nothing on TV so I went down to the gift shop to buy a book. When I got off the elevator I noticed a guy standing by a chair in the lobby. I was in the gift shop about 15 minutes and didnt find anything to read. I figured I would go back up and watch TV until supper time. The guy was still standing in the lobby. As I got to the elevator, he came up behind me and also got on. When we got to the 6th floor, I got off and turned to the right to go to my room. There were only 4 rooms in that wing. He also got off and started following me. I took about 6 steps and turned and shouted Are you following me? He jumped back and said I am only going to my room. I let him go pass me and he went into the last room on the left, right next to mine.
I went into my room feeling like I did the right thing, but also a little embarrassed. I turned the TV on and tried to find something to watch. About 15 minutes later the phone rang. I answered it thinking it was my husband. The voice on the other end said Hi this is Dale. I have the room next to you. I just wanted to say I was sorry I scared you. I said that was OK, I may have over reacted a little. He said that he thought I did the right thing. He said he would like to make it up to me and take me to dinner. I told him thanks but I was waiting for a call from my husband thinking this would put a stop to anything he was thinking. He said that he really wanted to make it up to me and would take me to a nice place. Pick you up at 6. What could I say but OK. See you then. He said by the way what is your name? I said Beckey.
I put on a turtle neck sweater and a black skirt that hit just below the knee. At about 5 till 6 there was a rap at the door between our rooms. I had not noticed these were adjoining rooms. Dale asked me if I was ready and hoped I didnt mine that a friend was also coming. I said that was OK with me. We went down to the lobby and Dale introduced me to Larry. Dale had a rental car and got directions to a nice restaurant about 4 blocks from the hotel. We went in and were seated. I sat down and Dale sat on one said and Larry sat on the other. We ordered and had small talk while we were waiting for the meal to come. Dale was talking and I felt his hand on my knee. I didnt do anything and as we talked his hand moved up on the outside of my skirt. Then I felt Larry doing the same thing. I have to admit that I was getting aroused. By the time the meal arrived both their hands were about half way up my legs. We finished eating and again their hands were on my legs, this time under my skirt. I still did not stop them. The check came. Dale paid it and we left. I was relieved that things had not progressed. Dale asked if I would like to go to a bar. I told him the two drinks I had with the meal were more than enough. He and Larry both had a laugh and we were on our way back to the hotel. Dale parked and we started talking. Dale leaned over and gave me a long kiss. I returned the kiss and put my arms around him. He slid his hand down my waist and started rubbing my ass. Larry, who was in the back seat, leaned over the seat and started rubbing my back. His hands slid around to my breast. After a couple of minutes Larry said lets go up to Dales room. We went up the room. As soon as we got in Larry started kissing me. His hands slid down to my ass. Dale closed the door and came up behind me, reached around and started rubbing my breast. He stepped back and started to pull off my sweater. Larry broke the kiss just long enough for it to come over my head. Dale then unsnapped my bra and slid his hands under the bra to rub my bare tits and nipples. After he took off my bra, he unzipped my skirt. With one motion, he slid off my skirt and panties. All of the sudden I realized that I was nude in front of two men that I had met less than 4 hours ago. Larry and I were still kissing. I started thinking about my husband. I needed to stop this. All those thoughts went away when Dale started rubbing my pussy. Larry led me to the king sized bed. He put me on my back and started to lick my pussy. I was in heaven. Then I felt mouth on my tit. I looked up and saw that Dale was nude. I reached over and touched his dick. Other than my husbands it was the only dick I had ever touched. He was hard as a rock. Larry got off and Dale got into position to fuck me. I asked him to put on a condom but he said they did not have any. I was so horny, I told him to go ahead but not to come in me. He didnt say anything and slid his dick in my pussy. Larry took off his cloths and came up to my head. I took his dick in my hand and pulled it to mouth. I now had dick pumping in my pussy and one in my mouth. The feeling was fantastic. Dale started pumping harder. He said I am about to cum, where do you want it. Cum in my pussy. I want to feel your cum in my pussy. One last hard pump and he pushed as deep as he could. He held still and I could feel his dick twitching and the cum hitting the walls of my pussy. Dale got off and Larry took his place. Dale came up to my head and I put his cum covered dick in my mouth and I cleaned it off while Larry was fucking me. It did not take long for Larry to cum. When he finished I also cleaned his dick. They then laid on each side of me and started to rub my body from head to toe. It was not too long before Larry was hard again and we again fucked. It took him much longer to cum this time. I guess Dale seeing me fucking Larry got Dale aroused again. As soon as Larry pulled out Dale took his place. When he was finished again we just laid there with their hands all over me. I was one well fucked lady. Larry asked me if I had ever done a DP. I told him that the only person I had ever had sex with was my husband. That is until now. He then asked about anal. I told his I did once in a while but wasnt real fond of it. Dale had started sucking on my tits again and I could feel his dick getting hard again. Larry had reached down and was fingering my pussy. He then slid his finger to by butt. I wanted to stop him but I was feeling so good I did not want it to stop. He inserted his well pussy lubed finger into my ass. I have to admit that it felt good. He started pumping in and out. I couldnt believe that I was getting turned on by having a finger up my ass. He pulled his finger out and Dale rolled over on me and started fucking me again. I was getting fucked for the 5th time in less than 2 hours. I usually did not get that much in a week. After Dale came, I noticed that Larry had gotten up. When he came back, he was putting some lotion on his dick. He told me to lay on my side facing Dale. He put his dick against my ass. Dale started sucking on my tits. Larry Im not sure I want to do this. He said Lets try it. I will stop at any time you say. Ok just please take it easy. I felt the pressure of his dick as it started to go in. Please slow it hurts. He stopped and let me get used to it. He then pushed a little more in. It was hurting but starting to feel good at the same time. He kept pushing slowly until his entire dick was in. He held still for a short time and then slowly started pumping. I could not believe that I was liking this. He began to pump harder and faster. My pussy was on fire with nothing touching it. Larry kept telling me how tight my was ass is. He went faster and then pumped his cum up my ass. He left his dick in my ass until it soften and fell out.
I stayed with them all night but did not get much sleep. Every time I would fall asleep one of them would want to fuck me. About 7am Dale woke me up and he was hard again. He told me to get on top and ride his cock. While I was riding Dale, Larry got behind me and told me to hold still a second. I then felt his cock pushing on my ass hole. It was a tight fit but he managed to slide it in. They both started pumping. I cannot tell you how good it felt. Dale came first and Larry a few minutes later.
I had cum coming out of my pussy and ass. Larry said lets go get some breakfast. I said I needed a shower first. Dale said no just wash you face brush your teeth and comb you hair. I went into the bathroom and peed. There was cum dripping out of my pussy and ass. When I came out Larry gave me my sweater and skirt to put on. I told them I need my under ware. They both said that I should go without. OK I said but if anyone says anything they really owe me. As we got in the elevator I could feel some cum running down my leg. I said I need to go back and clean up. Again both said no go like you are. When we sat down at the table, I made sure my skirt was pulled down to cover any leaking cum. Dale slid his hand under the table and slid it up about half way. I think the waiter knew what was going on but didnt say anything.
After we finished, we went back up to the room. Larry said he would like to have one more round before I had to get ready to leave. Why not. When I took my skirt off I saw a big wit spot where I had been sitting. They both laughed. I fucked each of them one more time I picked up my skirt, sweater and bra. When I got my panties Dale ask if he could keep them. I handed them to him and gave he and Larry a big kiss We gave each other our E-mail so we could keep in touch in case we were ever in the same area again. . I then went to my room to get ready to go. I took a shower and finished packing. On the plane flight home all I could think about was how great I felt and how horny I still was. I swear I could still feel their cum inside me.
When I got home my husband asked how everything had gone. I told him great and I wanted him now. We fucked several times that night, more than we usually do in a week.
I E-mailed Dale and Larry told them that I was pregnant. I did not know for sure who the father was, but as far as I was concerned it was my husband. I still would like to see and play with you two again. It was the most fun I had had in years

my first time cheating

domsteve — Fri, 10 Oct 2014 18:12:47 UTC

Hi I’m Jill. This is a story of my first time cheating on my husband, Scott. Neither of us had had sex with anyone else ever. I did not plan it, I just got seduced. I was 23 at the time and had been married for 4 years. My husband was working full time and going to school part time so when he was home he was either busy with studies or too tired to do anything. To say our sex life was bad was an understatement. It wasn’t that he didn’t try, he was just too busy.
We had moved into a mobile home court where you buy the land and move your home onto it. There were a lot of nice people there and we became friends with several of the families. The couple next door, Larry and Dianne, had a 3 year old girl and since both worked they wanted to know if I could baby sit for them. I said I would love too. The extra money would come in handy.
Dianne would drop her off about 7am and Larry usually picked her up about 3pm. My husband usually got home about 4:30. Larry would come in and have a cup of coffee and we would talk about 15 to 20 minutes. He would then take her home. This went on for about 4 months.
It was Tuesday and I was surprised when Larry got here about 1:30. I was wearing a jump suit that could not have been taken as sexy. He said something had happened at work and they let everyone go home early. I told him that his daughter was taking a nap and he could just stick around until she got up. I went over to fix him his cup of coffee. I got the coffee started and Larry came over and put his arms around me. I tried to pull away but he held on and started kissing my neck. I put my hands on his and pushed back against him. I turned around and started to kiss him. He pulled me close and we kissed for several minutes. The next thing I know is he is unzipping my jump suit. I wanted to stop him but I didn’t either. He broke the kiss long enough to pull it off my shoulders then resumed the kiss and unsnapped my bra. He slid my bra off and pulled my jump suit along with my panties down. He walked me to the couch and laid me down. The next thing I remember is his cock pressing against my pussy. I wanted to stop him but knew that it was too late. He pushed in and started to fuck me. I don’t remember anything else until he pulled out and I had cum dripping out of my pussy. I looked at Larry and noticed he had only pulled his pants down. I guess that he knew if he had taken the time to get undressed I would have come to my senses and stopped him. He ask me if I was OK. I said I was and got dressed while Larry got us a cup of coffee. He sat there for another 20 minutes and said next to nothing. The kid woke up and he went home.
If I had been smart that would have been the end of the story. I was feeling so guilty that I could not sleep and all I could think of was how I had messed up my marriage. I thought it was best to tell my husband before he found out from someone else. On Friday evening I told him I had sex with someone else. He was stunned and wanted to know who it was. I didn’t want to tell him but he insisted. I finally told him it was Larry. Scott told me that I had to tell Larry that I told Scott about the sex. I told Scott that I didn’t want to do that but he insisted.
I went over to Larry’s and told him Scott need him to help with a project. When we walked in Scott went to the bedroom. I told Larry that I had told Scott and we would not tell anyone but he needed to know that Scott knew. The color drained from his face and he wanted to make sure I was not going to tell Dianne. I assured him we were not going to tell anyone. He got up and left.
About 5 minutes later Dianne and Larry came over. She had hate in her eyes. She came in and called me a whore and slut. It was not something I had not called myself the last few days. Scott told her to come over and sit by him so they could figure out what to do. He put his arm around her and both of them looked really sad. Dianne put her hand on his leg and her head on his shoulder. He said something in her ear. She looked surprised for a few seconds and then said Yes I think that would be a good punishment. Scott looked at us and said that Dianne and I are going to the bedroom and have sex. You two will come back there and watch. If you do not we will both ask for a divorce. Do you both understand? Larry and I looked at each other and he said can we have a minute to talk about it. Scott said Ok but do it quickly. We went into the Kitchen and Larry said he did not think we had much of a choice. I said that I was not sure I could watch Scott having sex with someone else. Larry said wasn’t that better than a divorce? I took a deep breath and agreed. We told Scott and Dianne that we would do what they ask.
We walked to the bedroom and Scott and Dianne started kissing. I thought I was going to pass out and closed my eyes. Scott looked up and told me I had to watch or the deal was off. I opened my eyes to see Dianne’s top coming off. Then her bra. Scott started sucking on her tits. Dianne seemed to be enjoying it. Then off came her pants and panties. That was the first time I had seen a woman nude in a sexual way. Scott, who was still dressed, had Dianne lay on the bed and started giving her head. Dianne’s hips were moving and she was making those sounds of pleasure. Scott got up and started to take off his cloths. He got his shirt off. Dianne then sat up and had him come to the bed where she took off his pants and underwear. She took his cock in her mouth. I was not sure I could take any more. Larry put his arm around me as we watched. Scott pulled his cock out of her mouth and got on top of her. Scott told her to hold her legs up so we could get a good look at them fucking. Scott put his cock at Dianne’s opening and pushed in. He started pumping her hard. Both of them were enjoying it. Larry and I were both in shock. He held me close and we watched them fucking. Scott was going faster and then pushed deep and stopped releasing his cum deep inside Dianne. They were still for a short time and Scott pulled out. His cock was wet with his and Dianne’s cum. He then looked at Larry and I and said one more thing for you two. Larry, you clean your wife’s cunt and Jill you clean my dick. You can only use your mouth, no hands. Larry and I looked at each other and he hung his head and walked over to Dianne. I did the same. As my head got close to his cock I could smell Dianne’s pussy. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and took his cock in my mouth. It did not taste too bad, in fact if it had been under different conditions I would have liked it. I looked over and Larry was giving Dianne’s pussy a workout. Her squeals let everyone know she was enjoying it. Scott’s cock started to grow in my mouth. Scott leaned over and kissed Dianne and said something in her ear. She smiled and said yes. Scott and Dianne sat up and looked up at us. Scott ask Larry if he enjoyed the sex with me. He hung his head and said yes. He then ask me the same question and I said I did not remember the sex. Both he and Dianne grinned and told us to get undressed and fuck if we wanted to. Larry looked at me and pulled me to him. We got undressed and started foreplay. Scott and Dianne were doing the same. The four of us fucked for hours. Scott and Dianne got dressed and went into the living room. About 20 minutes later Larry and I did the same.
When we sat down, Scott looked at Larry and I and said here are the rules. Dianne is going off her birth control today. For the next 5 months she and I will fuck whenever we want. You two may fuck if both Dianne and I say it is OK. There will be no more fucking on the side for you two. After the 5 months we will all agree on what we will do after that.
I looked at Larry and ask if Larry and I could have a few minutes to discuss it. Scott looked and Dianne and she said OK 5 minutes. Just remember if you do not agree we will both file for divorce Monday.
They got up and went to the bedroom. Larry looked at me and said I don’t think we have much of a choice. I agree I said. Do you think they will let us have sex I ask? I really enjoyed the sex this afternoon. Me too. You are really good in bed said Larry. We talked until Scott and Dianne came back in the room. We told them we would agree to the terms.
During the 5 months of punishment, Scott and Dianne usually let Larry and I have sex whenever we wanted but we always ask first. A few times one of them would tell us no and to hold the thought until they got home. Now that the 5 months are up Larry and I fuck a few times a week. Dianne became pregnant. We do not know if it is Scott’s or Larry’s. Scott and I have now gotten into the lifestyle and I have found that I like to be a sub and also like to have sex with the ladies. Scott and I have had many MFF and a few MMF. I do like both. We are thinking of having one of our girlfriends move in with us.

Sarah Gets a Workout

Ballahack — Thu, 29 Nov 2012 23:19:07 UTC

Sarah Gets a Workout

Sarah was finishing a frustrating day at work and needed some time to unwind. She decided a run would relieve some stress. There was a small military base on her way home. It was bit off the beaten path and in late afternoon there would be very few people there. Sarah's husband worked for the military so she had an ID and could get on the base.

Sarah drove up to the gate and smiled at the young guard. He smiled back and after checking her ID welcomed her to the base. Once past the few buildings close to the gate there was nothing but fields and woods with a few small fenced compounds. As she expected there was no one around in the wooded areas of the base. She parked the car on a dirt side road and moved the seat back so she could change into running attire. She stripped off her work clothes and slid on spandex shorts and a sport bra. Opening the door she pulled on socks and running shoes. Cupping her breasts on each side she pushed them together to settle them into the support bra.

After some stretching she started off at a slow jog. She maintained that for a couple of minutes but once warmed up a bit she picked up the pace. The road she was on ran through the woods and past some fields. By catching a cut through road she could loop back to her car resulting in a distance of about 5 miles. Soon the sweat was running down between her breasts and her shorts and top were wet. She concentrated on her breathing and maintained her pace.

Sarah's thoughts ran through the fight last night with her husband. The arguments were becoming more frequent and their relationship had been strained for the past few months. He was constantly picking on little things and seemed to want to know her whereabouts at all times. She felt like she didn't have a life of her own anymore. There sex life was nonexistent and the last time he had finished quickly and fell asleep. Sarah was so angry and distracted with her thoughts that she realized three miles had slipped by.

Sarah rounded a curve where the road ran through a small meadow. On the right in what was normally grass and field flowers was a group of camouflaged trucks. There were antennas and few tents close by as well. A truck and tent were close to the road and when she passed she saw a small group of young men was standing in the grass. One of them nodded in her direction and they all turned to look. Sarah was suddenly aware here sport bra and shorts were wet with sweat and left little to the imagination. She hadn't expected to see anyone so she had not bothered with a shirt. Her audience watched in appreciation as she ran by. Three of them started in her direction. The caught up and fell in beside her matching her speed. They were wearing cammo pants with brown t-shirts and all looked very fit.

Sarah looked around at her new running companions. Their shirts fit tight and she could see the muscles rippling as they ran. Even in combat boots they easily kept up. Two of them were tall athletic types with very defined abs that showed even through their shirts. One had brown hair and the other a blond crew cut. The third had reddish hair and was shorter and heavier muscled. His biceps strained the cloth of his sleeves.

"Hi" said the tall blond. "You look thirsty." He had blue eyes and Sarah couldn't seem to take her eyes off him.

"A little" Sarah laughed nervously. She could seem them looking up and down her body as they ran easily beside her.

"Would you like a drink," blue eyes asked? Sarah didn't have the breath to keep running and maintain a conversation so she slowed to a walk.

"I don't think so" she answered.

"Come on, we won't bite," added muscles, "unless you want us to." They all laughed, including Sarah.

"Sure, why not" answered Sarah.

They all turned off the road and walked into the field back toward the trucks and equipment. The guys led Sarah into a large tent that was more like a canvas cabin. There were two rows of electronic equipment and some tables and chairs. The tall guy that hadn't yet spoken reached into a small refrigerator under one of the tables and pulled out bottles of water.

"What are your names?" asked Sarah as she opened her water.

The blond guy, who seemed to be the leader answered, "I'm Reggie, his name is Rob and muscles there is Bill."

"Easy enough" Sarah responded. She took a long drink of her water and looked around as they stared boldly at her body. "What do you guys do" she asked?

"Satellite communications" answered Rob.

"He speaks" Sarah said and they all laughed.

"We are out here for a week long exercise" Rob continued. "There really isn't much to do once everything is set up."

"Want a beer?" Bill asked.

"You have beer?"

"As the saying goes, all work and no play makes a sad, sad day" Bill answered.

"I hear that." Bill went behind a curtained area at the back of the tent and returned with four beers.

"So your tent has hidden rooms." Sarah looked toward the back of the tent as they opened the cold beers. "What else is back there?"

They walked to the back of the tent. There were a couple of cots, some boxes and two small refrigerators. Along with a clock on top of a small table between the cots there was a bottle of lotion.

"What's that for?"

"What do you think?" Reggie answered. "It's a lonely out here at night."

"No wonder you need a curtain" she responded with a laugh.

They sat down is some folding chairs around a table. Sarah took a long drink from her beer can. There was a bit of a conversation lag and when she looked around they were all staring at her breasts. She looked down and could see the outline of her nipples through the fabric of her athletic bra.

"Enjoying the view?" She asked with a smile.

The all laughed. "Definitely" answered Bill. "This is the best view we've had all week."

"Well they can give you something to think about when you use that bottle of lotion tonight."

"No doubt about that" Bill answered.

Reggie was incredibly handsome with his short blonde hair and blue eyes. Sarah knew she should probably share her attention between the other two but she could keep from staring at him.

"Do you run out her often?" He asked.

"No, I just couldn't stand to go straight home today to my asshole husband."

"You are far too hot to have an asshole for a husband" Reggie responded, looking pointedly again at her breasts.

"Anyone can end up with an asshole" Sarah laughed. Then looking into his eyes she asked, "do you just want me to show them to you?"

Everything was quiet for a few seconds as they all stared openmouthed at her. "Umm, that would be great" Reggie stammered.

Sarah looked around to make sure they were still alone and pulled the sport bra over her head. The young men stared as her 36 C breasts jiggled a couple of times before falling still. Sarah was petite and they looked huge on her 110 pounds.

Sarah looked around at the silent stares. "Well?" She asked. "What do you think."

Bill was the first one to find his voice. "Wow" was all he managed.

She looked at Reggie. "Why don't you show me that back room again?"

Reggie stood up and she followed him behind the curtain with her bra dangling from a finger. "Let's see what you've got" she dropped to her knees as she worked on his belt. Sarah had trouble with the military buckle so Reggie helped and then unbuttoned his cammo pants. She pulled them down along with his underwear, freeing his half erect penis.

Sarah could smell the sweat from his testicles and it occurred to her he probably hadn't showered in a couple of days. No time for that now, she thought to her self as she his cock with her hand and ran her tongue around the head. His penis responded with a twitch and grew to full erection in her mouth. She stood up and pushed him back on the cot. He lay back with his legs hanging off the the end and his pants bunched around his knees.

"Enough foreplay" she said and stripped her spandex shorts off and tossed them to the side. She could feel how wet she was already and knew no preparation was needed. Sarah swung her leg over him and lowered onto his cock. She looked into his blue eyes as she felt the head touch her lips. Reaching down with her hand to make sure it was lined up she dropped down, impaling herself in one motion. Her back arched, thrusting her breasts out as she let out a loud moan.

Sarah began rocking her hips on Reggie's cock. Her pussy ground against his pelvic area as she enjoyed the feel of him moving inside her. She knew her moans and little yelps could be heard easily by the others and looked up to see them both standing at the end of the curtain. With full concentration on Reggie and she hadn't really thought through how this would go with two other men in the room. Her pussy gushed and she realized to her surprise that them watching was turning her on. She leaned forward putting her hands on Reggie's chest, using her arms to push her breasts together. One of the viewers gave a murmur of appreciation. She closed her eyes and let them watch as she gyrated her hips on Reggie.

When she opened her eyes again Bill and Rob had move up on either side. Rob was on the right rubbing his crotch through his pants. She looked to the left and gasped when she saw Bill had his cock out stroking it while he watched. Reggie opened his eyes and saw his friends on either side.

"What the fuck!" He said, raising up slightly.

"You can't have all the fun." Bill answered.

"You guys get the fuck out of here" Reggie ordered.

"I don't think so" Bill answered again. Rob's never had any ass this hot and I think it's only fair.

Reggie looked at Rob. "I don't really give a fuck, as long as I get mine" he said and relaxed back onto the cot.

Sarah realized things had gone further than she had intended but was too horny to care. The feel of a cock after months without sex and the attention of the two men watching had her almost in a dreamlike state. As she watched Bill stroking inches away her body spasmed with her first orgasm. Reggie yelped in protest as her fingernails dug into his chest.

Sarah paused a moment as the waves from her orgasm subsided. She started rotating her hips rhythmically again. Reggie slid a hand up to the right side of her head and pushed her face closer the Bill. She looked to the side and realized what he wanted. She had never been with more than one man at once and hesitated. Bill moved closer so his cock was next to her lips as Reggie continued push gently. Bill reached behind her head and ran his fingers into you hair. With a cock insider her and another brushing her lips she opened her mouth to moan. When she did Bill grasped the back of her head and pushed his cock into her mouth.

Any original thought of fucking Reggie and leaving were out the window now. Bill held her head and pumped his cock in and out of her mouth. She braced a hand on Bill's hip as her lips slid up and down his shaft. An extra hand ran over her breast and she remember Rob the shy one was still on the other side. She closed her eyes again and enjoyed the feeling of being used by three horny young men.

Sarah felt Rob's hand slide down her back and along he crack of her ass. His finger tickled her puckered hole. Sarah gave a little gasp at the sensation. There was pressure as he probed and she leaned forward to give him better access. She reached with one hand and rubbed his erection through his pants. He move away for a second then was back running his finger again around her rectum. Then she felt something cold and slippery and realized immediately what it was.

"Whoa" she said, straightening up letting Bill's cock slip from her mouth. "You'll get your turn in a minute." She had experienced anal before but it had been years ago, and never with a double penetration. She had seen enough porn to be familiar with a DP but wasn't sure her small body could take it.

"Just relax," Reggie advised and pulled her down toward him. She pushed against his chest to resist but Bill still had a handful of hair and assisted Reggie in forcing her down. Reggie held her tight against his chest. She struggled and tried to lift her hips away from him but Bill and Rob held down on her hips and back. Rob used one hand to apply lotion to her rectum then pushed a finger inside. There was a slight pain but it went away instantly. It felt as if Reggie's cock and Rob's finger were together, filling her up. Bill swung a leg over her and sat backwards on her back while Rob removed his pants.

"No, please don't" she said timidly but she could hardly move against bills weight on her back.

"It will be easier if you just relax" Reggie told her as he continued to grind his cock inside her. She lay against him, resigned to the coming invasion. Bill was massaging her ass and used his middle finger to rub against her rectum. She tried to look back and could see Rob rubbing his penis with lotion as he move out of sight behind her.

Sarah felt Bill's hands pull her ass cheeks apart. She felt the head of Rob's cock press against her tight little hole. She dug her fingers into Reggie's shoulders. There was a sharp pain as the head pushed passed the outer ring.

"Stop a second" Bill said to Rob. "Let her adjust." This obviously wasn't Bill's first rodeo.

Sarah felt sphincter muscles relax around Rob's cock. "Ok, now, a little more" Bill directed and Rob pushed another inch into her. She felt completely full With Reggie's cock in her pussy and Rob only a couple of inches into her ass she felt like there was no more room. Bill still held her ass cheeks apart giving Rob easier access. She and Reggie weren't moving as Rob worked his way in. It wasn't long before she felt Rob's pelvis against her ass and knew he was all the way in.

Sarah started moving her hips up and down. Bill got off her back and as Rob and Reggie fell into rhythm with her grinding. Reggie started whispering in her ear. "You like that don't you? Two cocks at once you little slut. We're fucking you like an overseas whore."

Sarah moaned in response. She was acting like a slut and didn't care. Bill turned her head to the side so he could get his cock in her mouth. Reggie continued to talk into her ear. "Three cocks now you little whore. Do you wish your asshole husband could see you now? He would see what a slut you are. We're going to fuck you like a porn star then all three of us are going to cum all over you."

Sarah moaned. She couldn't believe how his insulting talk was turning her on. She could feel the tingling as another orgasm approached. She pulled her mouth back from Bill's cock. "Oh fuck, I'm coming again" she said as she felt her pussy and ass contracted on two cocks. She collapsed across Reggie's chest gasping little moans as she caught her breath.

"You guys ready?" Reggie asked.

Sarah wasn't sure what he meant but Bill stepped back a little and Rob slowly pulled his cock from her ass. Reggie pushed her up off his cock and Bill grabbed her waist as Reggie slid from under her. They laid her back on the cot on her back and stood around her. Reggie passed the lotion around and the men all squirted a blob in one hand and each began stroking their penis.

Sarah lay at the end of the cot with her legs feet dangling from the end. Bill was on her right and Reggie on the left which left Rob standing at the end of the cot between her legs. They were all still wearing cammo pants around their knees.

The men watched her as they continued to stroke. Sarah had seen this in porn movies so she knew what was coming. She squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples as she waited for the inevitable deluge.

Reggie slowed his strokes. "Anyone getting close?" He asked.

The other two nodded. "All together now." He ordered and they all sped up their strokes.

Sarah's lips opened and her breath quickened as she waited with anticipation. She pinched her nipples and pulled them hard. The young men were all moaning.

Reggie was first with a huge spurt that landed across her breasts. Bill and Rob followed quickly while Reggie was still cumming. Rob leaned forward and shot his load straight at her still gaping pussy. Bill turned and unloaded on her face and into her mouth. Their young loins each gave at least three large spurts before subsiding to a dribble.

Bill stepped over the cot with one leg so every drop would fall onto her face and open mouth. The men milked the last of their loads onto her as they gasped for breath. Sarah could feel Rob's cum running down her pussy lips and into the crack of her ass. She lay there watching the softening cocks for a minute before finding the strength to sit up on the cot.

Sarah wiped the cum off her face but didn't bother with the rest. She got dressed as the men pulled up their pants. They walked to the door of the tent and she stopped and gave them all a hug.

"I had a great time." Sarah wasn't sure what else to say.

"Will we see you again?" Reggie asked.

"I just might go jogging again tomorrow." Sarah answered with a laugh. "That was the best workout I've had in a while."

Amazing night with my friend's hot mother

sarvin — Sun, 12 Aug 2012 06:57:37 UTC

Hi readers, i'm kinda new to this website and this is my first story.Hope you'll enjoy it.

When I was 20 I had a friend at university who's family lived in Italy. I had never been to Italy before and he invited me to go and stay there for a couple of weeks. His parents had recently separated so it was just my friend, his older sister and his mother, who was in her fifties. I was attracted to her immediately and we got on really well.

The first morning of my stay I took a shower and noticed that there was a laundry basket in the bathroom. I adore the smell of pussy, and I could never resist having a sniff of some dirty panties whenever I had the chance so I opened the basket and found a couple of pairs, and it seemed fairly obvious that one of them was his sister's and the other his mother's. I had a good sniff of both, but the smell of his mother's pussy made my cock throb. Her scent was much stronger than her daughter's and it was very intoxicating and made me cum so hard. Now that I knew how good her vagina smelled, I had a full-on crush on her, and I couldn't stop thinking about her pussy whenever I was talking to her. When my friend wasn't around I tried a little subtle flirting with her but it didn't seem to work. One evening when we were all having dinner I admitted that I had a thing for older women, and I think from the way she looked at me after I had said this, that she knew I wanted her.

I was sniffing her panties and fantasising about her daily, but my mild flirting didn't seem to be having any effect on her, as I knew it wouldn't. She was a classy lady and would never feel the same way about me. My friend and I were booked on separate flights back to the UK, and he and his sister left the day before me, leaving me alone with his mother for one night. She cooked us a nice dinner, which we ate together with a fair amount of wine and had a good conversation. After dinner we sat together on the sofa and chatted with some more wine. She was obviously very tipsy and actually seemed to be flirting with me. The more wine she drank the more obvious her flirting was becoming, stroking my arm and she was telling me how great it was to have people around the house again, because she had been very lonely since she split from her husband. Then she nuzzled her head into my chest and said the words that made my heart race: "I don't want to sleep alone tonight". Did she mean what I hoped she meant? "Will you sleep next to me?" Ok maybe she just meant sleeping, but that's better than nothing so I said sure.

We brushed our teeth together and I stripped down to my boxers and climbed into her bed while she used the toilet. She came out in a bathrobe which, to my amazement, she removed in front of me to reveal her totally naked body. She looked incredible, and had the most sexy, womanly body I had ever seen, and my eyes were drawn to the dark triangle of hair between her legs. She smiled at me and got into the bed next to me, and my cock grew hard with this beautiful woman naked next to me. I was still unsure what, if anything was going to happen, but soon she was stroking my chest and leaned over to kiss me, and it was a full, passionate kiss that made me think this was going to be my lucky night. As we kissed she put her hand into my boxers and started to stroke my hard cock, and I took my chance to put my hand between her legs to rub her moist hairy pussy. I took off my boxers to give her full access to my equipment and kicked them out of the bed so we were now both totally naked and touching each other intimately. She then got on top of me and I felt my hard cock pressing into her stomach. She wasted no time and suddenly I felt her hand around my cock, she lifted her body and I felt hair on the tip of my cock, then bliss as my penis became engulfed in wet warmth. She had climbed on bareback! As she started to slowly fuck me, I am ashamed to say that the excitement of these unexpected events got the better of me and I started to ejaculate uncontrollably into her vagina.

She looked surprised and said "did you cum?" and I was too embarrassed to say anything but "yes". "That's ok" she said and then the ego-crushing question "have you had sex before sweetie?". I had, many times, but had put in the performance of a virgin. I felt totally stupid and tried to explain but she put me at ease and said "don't worry, you've got me all night". I certainly made the most of it and we fucked all night long in every position we could think of, I couldn't believe such a sophisticated woman of her age could be such a nympho! My cock was constantly either in her mouth or her pussy, and I lost count of how many times I came inside her.

I was shocked how wild she was in bed, but something happened that night that shocked me further. I was taking some recovery time to lick her delicious pussy, and I began to pay attention to her asshole. I moved my tongue down to taste it and she seemed to respond well, her moaning becoming louder. Gaining confidence I rubbed her asshole with my finger, and she continued to moan so I slowly pushed my finger into it. My finger was almost burning with the heat from her ass, and as it gripped my finger so tightly, all I could think of was how good it would feel to put my cock in there. "You can if you want to" she said with a grin, and I replied "what do you mean?". "Have you ever tried anal sex?" she asked, she had read my mind! "No, have you?" I replied and she said "yes it's nice". I was stunned, looking at this classy woman in public you would never believe she had even had anal sex, let alone enjoyed it and would be offering it to me. "I'd love to try it" I said and without hesitation she knelt on the bed and stuck her ass into the air in front of me, which is probably the horniest sight I have ever experienced. She gathered some of the slick juice from her pussy with her fingers and smeared it around her asshole. I think she sensed that I was nervous so she said "just go slow and you'll be fine". I knelt behind her and pressed the tip of my cock to her asshole and I could barely think I was so excited. It took quite a bit of effort to get inside her but eventually her asshole opened up and swallowed the head of my cock, and then immediately closed tight around it, which was almost enough to make me cum there and then, but I resisted and slowly pushed the full length of my erect penis up her ass. It was so tight that I had to stop for a while to calm down, and I enjoyed the sensation of having every inch of my cock gripped tightly by her hot ass. I slowly began fucking her and she was moaning with delight and it wasn't long before I could take it no longer and shot a big load deep into her ass.

We fucked until morning, when finally we fell asleep exhausted in each other's arms. When we woke up we fucked a couple more times, then showered together and she took me to the airport. I was absolutely gutted to be leaving, I wanted to stay with her for months, fucking like rabbits. She gave me a long hug goodbye at the airport and I've never seen her again, but she gave me one of the best nights of my life.

Dance of the Cock

anonymous — Mon, 02 Jul 2012 15:50:29 UTC

"Do the cock dance for me... please Sailor." That is what I called it, the "cock dance." I lay on his bed all laid and happy, in the "glowing" transitional state of "wanting another round, another do, please do me, do whatever you want to do to me." Sex with the right man does funny things to a girl, make her (me) horny all the time.
I climaxed a few times during the heat of his tongue and lips and I moved down on his chin and humped it quickly. The he got really hard and he did me doggy style for awhile, then on my back with my knees pinned to my small cute ears (I'm very flexible) then he dived into me like a mad man and cause me to froth, well I was already frothing when I got to his house but NOW!!!!.
With each plunge of his 8" cock came this slurping sound deep within my cunt. He said that I have the perfect pussy, not to big that a man could get lost in it, not to small as to cause me pain so that I complain i.e., "your too big and hard, just take it slow at first." I have found that a little glass of wine for a girl like me makes it awesomely more pleasurable for the afternoon romp, the wine and his mouth takes care of my semi-tight pussy.
Yes I have the perfect pussy full bush and all. My husband likes me shaved, my older lover likes a full bush... my weathered poet wins. Married and twenty-six and "sex is fun!!!" but not with my husband but I do my duty like a good wife and then run to my "old man lover like no other." He loves my body and is nasty to it, he love my soul and is always sweet and kind to it.

His pleasure of ego is when I come to him for sex, I just want him inside of me all the time! I cannot explain it, it is magic. I tell ya, what an ego boost for a man when a young woman like me comes to him for sex, and at least he is honest about it. "Babe you do feed my ego." I smile "just take your cloths off old man." I am not a raving beauty but lovely with a hard body. I look something like Emma Watson and to me Emma is "okay" looking with a body that she really could do something with if she would just stop playing with her 8" wand. Knowing girls as I am, I bet that she masturbate at least twice a day. However, this young girl in his bed (let's call me Em) with my hard strong body is at times just a sex hungry animal and he love it. I mean it is like my twenty-six year young hormones just go wild and I have absolutely no inhibitions with that old poet at least once a month, just a nasty girl 48 hour out of a month, "don't you die on me old man, don't you dare die on me while we are making love." "Well babe, if I do (like it the movie "Leaving Las Vegas"). just go away quietly after you have made yourself happy, might as well use me up and by the way I have placed you in my will." He has a warped sense of humor, I love it.

"Leaving Las Vegas" great movie about a 55 year old man with a drinking problem and a 22 year old hot prostitute, "can't we just be friends" he says.... Makes me laugh. Not much difference here, in his bed only he is not an alcoholic (just wine for me) and he is a retired but "very active" poet with a wicked pen.

Lying on his bed l said again, "I want the cock dance," I was in my transitional sexual trance. I had climaxed several times, "why is it seasoned sailor that you can give me multiples and my husband can't?" In fact I was still mild spasms with delight as he lays next to me and he didn't cum at all. It happens with him, he is a moody lover at best and yet he does me with his fingers, lips and tongue until I am just humping mid air climaxing with him smiling at my noise and strange gyrations, arching my back and trembling and jerking with multiples. He has had this "problem" even as a teenager he once told me. I don't look at it as a problem, I kind of like it because a girl never knows what she is going to get. Besides, I can always make him cum around eventually, Moody lover? Maybe, "Cock dance sailor... please."

He has a very narrow category for women that he is attracted to. If the girl, his lover or future lover isn't in the SSTYMA category (slender, sleek, tanned, young and mutual attraction) he just cannot do it, can get it up nor does he wish to. When he was in high school he only made love to the surfer girl type i.e., all tanned, athletic, slender and sleek and hair color didn't matter. "My poet, my poet, are you going to give me a cock dance? I'll treat you right if you do"

He just smiled and started. This time he started by placing his large hands on each of my slender thighs and pushed my tanned legs wide apart like a wish bone "make a wish" he said, "I already have" I gasped with a giggle. He plunged his tongue deep into my hair pussy that was so wet, just so wet and bitter sweet in fragrance like life in itself. He loves my scent of womanhood. "One thing I love about you is that your are always wet." "Your fault," I replied. And then he moved to my side with his knees still kissing and licking me as he moved toward my cygnet neck, goosebumps were coming and going across my young skin.My breathing was deep and irregular, the dance has started.
I think that the best way to do a cock dance is with a semi and when he has a semi it is about six to seven inches in length, soft and delicious. He kissed my navel that I had pierced with a diamond stud and I have a small tattoo just beneath my inner/outer of his initials of all things and of course in Chinese script. He then kissed my small but perfect breasts, the dance is swinging on my navel. I cannot stop the sounds that I make, it is all involuntary and he says that they are wonderful, makes him hard.
He then smoothly got into the 69 position with his knees against the sides of my head and I am looking up at "semi" and as he sat up straight the first drip of the cock dance hits me on my forehead and his translucent stringy stuff started to weave its magic in the dance as he moved his semi from my forehead leaving a warm trail of his stringy cum across my cute nose and into my mouth. So softly I licked, so gently I sucked as he pulled it out and I was mentally in another state of being. The head of his cock danced on my left cheek making a slight pool and he strung his man goo again across my nose to my right cheek then back into my mouth, it found a wanting home, his semen is very salty but I love the taste of him.
As it was in my mouth I sucking sweetly and as it grew he maneuvered himself around so that he was now with his knees under my armpits and my long arms with long fingered hands played with his butt and asshole. "He is one in a million men" I thought to myself. He pulled his cock slowly out of my mouth and danced thin slow streams of sperm in my right ear and it danced with spider like web ribbons of cum across my tanned face to my left ear and as he did so I said "it is an amazing thing your penis, so soft and warm, so hard and strong, so warm the sensual liquid, the feel of your cock softly sensual against my face, so erotic... so erotic...." then he came back to my lightly freckled nose and contracted his pelvic muscles until slow gobs of man cream thinly covered my sweet nose. "Yes, yes, yes" I said, "it is so warm and good, so sensual, put a pillow under my head if you would." So he complied like the nice guy that he is and I took his cock in hand and mouth and I sucked to the north and then to the south using my cheeks with my tongue forcing it to one side or the other until I felt him swell and get super hard, it was his time to cum undone.
By this time he was a full eight inches and a little more, I pulled my hand away and deep throated him again and again until he shot a load down my cygnet neck. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and quickly using both hands as skillfully as I could so that he shot another load up my nose and I laughed gleefully, again a load came and shot up to my forehead and I said "good lord weather sailor, how much more have you got?" His heart was racing I could feel it in his massive cock, his cock muscles contracting again and again, he said that it had been along time since he had erupted like that. His breathing was hard and heavy as was his voice and I said "don't you dare die on me old sailor." He just smile and said "you got me babe, you got it all."

You see, I had place one hand at the base of his testicles and softly pushed until his big balls (and I mean they are big) all the way up until they popped in place for that massive ejaculation, my other hand had stroked him perfectly. His penis was blue and throbbing but receding to "normal." He said that it had been along time since he had had a blue cock and high heart rate like that. I just kept in soft laughter of joy while squeezing his now soft cock as its master and with his fingers he wiped some of his cum from my mouth and nose, the rest of his "stringy" stuff was mostly dry leaving glistening trails of passion all over my face like a spider's web caught in morning's translucent light.
"The Cock Dance" had pranced at a young lady's request and now the season sailor had to rest next to his dame without any shame of youth or age or difference therein, lady of spring and man of autumn days becoming a fashionable rage.

Office Mating

Esmeralda_Greene — Sat, 30 Jun 2012 13:55:03 UTC

Office Mating

By Esmeralda Greene

In a way, it's because of my wife's terrific sex drive that I'm having an affair right now. Things were going along just fine, and I was happily monogamous, until that Saturday afternoon when my wife just had to have my cock. Maybe I'll use that as my defense if she ever finds out. "It's all the fault of your horny cunt!" I'll say. Or maybe not.

Make no mistake: I love my wife, and I love the fact that she's got a near-insatiable sexual apatite. Annie is an all-around gem of womanhood. Statuesquely tall, with a great figure, golden-tan skin and shining, curly black hair, she's a knockout by anyone's standards. She made good money doing part time modeling in her college days, and the intervening twelve years haven't diminished her beauty in the least. And she's smart and funny and a great companion and everything else that goes into making a perfect wife.

The other woman in my life is my co-worker Kate. Most people would say that she's not as attractive as my wife, but personally I don't feel compelled to rank women like that--to mentally line them up in order of their beauty the way school kids are lined up in order of height. There's more to the beauty of a woman than just how closely she approaches some abstract ideal of perfection. I didn't always feel that way, but being around Kate drove that truth home to me. She's about five foot three, has straight blonde hair, and is a little more roundly padded than today's anorexic standards of beauty claim is ideal. But Kate has a wonderful personality that just sparkles and fills her body and her face with life. She gives the impression that she accepts herself totally; that she loves her body and she expects you to do the same. She's beautiful and sexy because she acts beautiful and sexy.

Kate and I have been sharing an office for about two years. The building our company is in didn't have enough offices to fit our staff, so many of us double up. Kate and I get along really well, and almost from our first day of working together we engaged in a lot of good-humored flirting. We're both happily married, but flirting was fun and seemed harmless. At first, this was only verbal--lots of sexual joking around of the "that's what she said" variety.

Over time, things got a little more physical. We'd touch as we brushed past each other in our office, sometimes just casually, sometimes with a definite sexual playfulness. Kate seemed to like my butt, and after a while I couldn't turn my back on her within arms reach without getting an affectionate pat. Naturally, that gave me permission to return the complement in kind, and in that way things gradually escalated.

One day Kate was messing with a computer cable under her desk. She was down on her hands and knees, and her snug little skirt was stretched tight over her round ass. After she'd reconnected the cable, she stayed on her hands and knees and maneuvered so that her bottom was pointing straight at me. "Aw, darn it," she said, feigning annoyance. "Just look at this thing, David. Do you know what to do with one of these?" She wiggled her ass, just to make sure I knew what she was talking about.

"Let me take a look," I said, and squatted down behind her. "Hmm," I said thoughtfully. "Yeah, I think I know how to handle this." I knew what I was about to do was pushing the boundaries, but I couldn't stop myself. Getting down on the floor with her like this had been a mistake. The smell of her perfume and the sexy, incredibly female look of her in this bent-over position were making my head swim. I ran my hands up and over her buttocks, then reached forward until I had a hand on each of her hips. I gripped hard, holding onto her the way I'd hold a woman while fucking her doggy style.

Neither of us moved or spoke for a few moments. Then Kate said "Oh," very quietly, but still we just stayed frozen in place. My cock was rigid and throbbing in my pants, and the office was silent except for the sounds of our breathing.

"W-we have to stop," Kate finally said. We weren't really doing anything, but I knew what she meant.

"Yeah," I said, but I didn't move. I tightened my grip on her hips and pulled her back while simultaneously leaning my own body forward. The hard bulge in my pants bumped against what I calculated was the exact location of her cunt, hidden by a few layers of clothing. I held us like that, my crotch pressed hard against her ass and pussy.

"Oh," Kate said again, and then: "Oh fuck!"

I was wondering if I should take those words as an invitation, but just then I looked up and saw someone walking past the glass door to our office. Although Kate was hidden by her desk, anyone looking in through that door would have seen me kneeling there like I was praying before the altar of a keyboard drawer. To say nothing of the fact that someone could come strolling into the office at any moment. Reality came crashing back in on me, and I let go of Kate's hips and stood up.

"Sorry," I said.

"No, don't be," she said with a smile as she got up herself. Then she took a deep breath and blew it out with a "Whew!" sound. "Hank sure is going to get some action tonight!" Hank is her husband's name. We both laughed. Kate looked down at the bulging front of my pants and raised her eyebrows. "And Annie too, I guess," she smirked.

After that experience we toned things down for a while, but our restraint didn't last. About a week later Kate was standing close to me as she put her jacket on at the end of the day. She seemed to be deliberately pushing her chest toward me, and when she reached her arm back I could see her nipples raising proud little bumps in her tightly stretched blouse and bra. Before I knew what I was doing, my hand was up, cupping her tit. Again the two of us froze, she with her arm half into her jacket sleeve. After a while Kate let her breath out with a sigh. "Jeeze," she said. "Welcome back to Junior High School, Kate. You're wetting your panties because a cute boy is copping a feel of your booby." This made us both laugh, and we separated and pulled ourselves together. Kate finished putting on her jacket. Just before she left she turned to me. "I'm going to be thinking about that while I fuck my spouse tonight. How about you?"

"Yup, same here," I said.

That's how Kate and I let ourselves go on playing with sexual fire. So far, the net result of our escalating flirtation had only been to spice up our respective marital sex lives, and there's nothing wrong with that, right? And we pretended to believe that it would never develop into anything more.

And maybe it wouldn't have, if it weren't for my wife being so sexy and having such a hungry pussy.

It was a Saturday, but I had to go in to work to get a project back on schedule. I was out of bed and dressed when Annie came down to the kitchen. I reminded her I was going in to work that day, and she pouted.

"But I'm horny," she said. "Can't you go in later?" To emphasize her point, she lifted up the front of her nightie, showing me her neatly trimmed black bush. We usually have a nice leisurely love-making session on Saturday mornings.

"I promised to have stuff done by midday. When I get home we can fuck our brains out, promise."

Instead of arguing, Annie took her nightie off altogether, dropping it to the floor. That was a hell of a tough argument to resist, but I finished my coffee, gave my pouting wife a kiss, squeezed her tit and said, "Soon as I get back, honey, honest." I left, the bulge of my stiff cock pointing the way.

At work I slaved away through the morning. I was the only person in our suite of offices, so it was quiet with no interruptions. Unfortunately, the tasks I was working on were bigger than I'd thought, and by lunchtime I still had a few hours more work to do. When I called Annie and told her my updated schedule, she was pretty pissed off.

About twenty minutes later I heard the outer door to the office suite open and close. There's a section of glass wall next to the door to my office, and looking through this I saw Annie approaching. She came into the office and closed the door behind her. She was wearing a car coat that came down to the middle of her thighs, and I had a moment to puzzle over the fact that no pants or skirt showed below this. Then she shrugged out of the jacket and tossed it aside. Except for shoes, she was naked. Without speaking, she came around my desk, bent over and pulled my head to hers for a kiss.

"I figured if dick won't come to pussy, pussy must go to dick," she said, and started pulling my shirt up out of my pants.

Between and around her fiery kisses, I tried to mumble something about the work I had to do, but pretty quickly I realized that talking about work at that moment would be about the stupidest act ever committed in human history. "Damn, Annie," I said instead. "You are the hottest, sexiest woman in the whole world."

"Prove it," she said, and sat on my desk, pushing my computer monitor to one side to make room. Scooting her ass further back on the desk, she brought her feet up, sitting Indian style so her beautiful cunt was spread open in front of me; a wet and glistening jewel. I was wearing a polo shirt and jeans, and the shirt was over my head and off in a second. I leaned in and kissed her passionately, running my fingers through her hair.

Now that it was decided that Annie and I were going to get it on, we started taking our time about it. We spent a leisurely time just kissing, fondling, caressing, sucking and mouthing every exposed part of each other. I pulled gently on her nipples as she opened my pants and pushed them down my thighs. My hard cock bounced out and lay on the desk like a salami on a deli counter. Annie picked it up and stroked it as I continued massaging her breasts and kissing her.

I was facing toward the office door, and a flash of movement made me look past Annie's head to the door behind her. What I saw made a little jolt of surprise run through me. Kate was there, standing outside the office, watching Annie and me through the floor-to-ceiling glass panel beside the door. She had a wry smile on her face, as if she was amused and also taunting me a little. If Annie noticed the startled shudder passing through me, she must have thought I was reacting to a rush of pleasure from her hand on my cock. My eyes locked with Kate's as I continued kissing my wife's lips. It was an odd moment, to say the least. Kate just stood there, as if challenging me, as if we were competing to see which of us would break the staring contest first.

I took the challenge. Screw you, Kate, I thought. I'm gonna fuck my wife, whether you're standing there watching or not. I bent down to take Annie's breast in my mouth, and Kate was hidden from me for a while. When I could look up at the glass panel again, she was gone. I guess I win, I thought. But about a minute later she reappeared, first taking a cautious peek through the glass, then standing boldly in front of it when she saw that Annie still had her back to the door. Kate had her winter coat on when I first saw her, but she'd taken it off. She was wearing a knit blouse and a long skirt. She stood with her feet apart, and as I watched she started rubbing at her pussy through her skirt.

I went on making love to my wife. Whenever I stole a glance at Kate, she was staring straight into my eyes with that amused, taunting expression. The situation was crazy, but I didn't want it to stop. I felt like I was having sex with the two hottest women in my life at once. I tugged at Annie's shoulder's, coaxing her off the desk and into a kneeling position at my feet. I wanted Kate to get a good look at my dick, so I held it up, away from Annie's mouth. Annie responded by squatting lower so she could tilt her head up and suck on my balls.

I locked eyes with Kate as I held my cock up so she could see all of its long, fat bulk. She reacted by extending her tongue, lifting her chin and making licking motions. "God damn," I whispered. I wasn't sure which of these two women was turning me on more.

Annie brought her head up and closed her lips around my cock. I grabbed her head with both hands, burying my fingers in her hair and fucking her mouth. Kate went on watching, still pressing her fingers into her skirt at the level of her crotch. I wondered how long it would be before her pussy juice would start soaking through the cloth.

I needn't have wondered, because just then she left off rubbing herself. Instead, she put her hands at either side of her skirt and took hold of it. Walking her fingers through the fabric, she slowly lifted up the front of her skirt. It was a long skirt, reaching down to her calves, so the hemline had a long way to go. I watched it creep upward, inch by inch, as my wife lovingly worked the magic of her mouth on my cock. Kate's knees were revealed, and still the curtain of fabric crept upward. I pulled on Annie's head, bumping the end of my prick against the back of her throat.

Now the front of Kate's skirt was halfway up her thighs. Beautiful round thighs, the tight pink skin radiant against the dark cloth of the back of her skirt. The progress was teasingly slow, but her fingers were gathering up more and more fabric, raising the skirt higher and higher, revealing more and more...

"Oh, fuck!" I said aloud. Kate had no panties on, and an exquisite golden-blonde triangle of pussy hair was exposed to my gaze, framed by the dark folded drapery of her skirt, framed again by the glass panel she stood behind. "Oh fuck!" I repeated.

Down at my crotch, Annie gagged and coughed, pulling away from me. I'd absent-mindedly pushed my cock too deep into her mouth and held it there too long. "Sorry," I said. I felt guilty. I'd just choked my wife with my cock because I was distracted by another woman's pussy. Definitely not World's Best Husband behavior. I helped Annie to her feet and got her to sit on the desk again. Then I knelt down, just as she had been kneeling before me a moment ago. I buried my face in her pussy, both grateful and sorry that the sight of Kate was hidden from me.

I lovingly went to work on Annie's cunt, running my lips and tongue up and down and back and forth over her pussy lips. I wallowed in the slippery wetness of her, smearing her juices over my cheeks. I closed my mouth around her clit and sucked on it, flicking my tongue around inside my mouth. After a few minutes, Annie was pulling at my shoulders. "Get up here and fuck me," she ordered. I stood up, and simultaneously Annie lay back on the desk, hooking her legs around my waist and pulling me toward her. "Fuck me. Fuck my cunt."

As I stood up I stole a glance at the long window beside the office door. It was empty; apparently Kate had left. Gone to the ladies room to jill off? Gone home to fuck her husband? I tried not to think about it. I wanted to think about my wife. My wonderful, sexy wife who had her legs wrapped around me and was begging me to fuck her cunt. I held the head of my cock to her pussy, wetting it with her juices and nudging it between the lips. I started to push...

Down the hall, the front door to the office suite closed with a bang. Immediately I heard Kate's voice calling out: "Hello! Anyone here?"

"Oh fuck!" Annie hissed. She swung a leg up and over me, twisting off the desk and onto her feet. "C'mon, get dressed!" she snapped at me. She still had her shoes on, so her car coat was the only thing she had to put on. She slipped into it and started doing the buttons. "Get dressed!" she said again. I was in such a surprised daze that I hadn't moved, but I did then. I grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head, then pulled my jeans up. My cock was too rigid by far for me to push it down a pants leg, so I just buttoned my pants and left it sticking out the fly. I sat down in my office chair and rolled up close to my desk.

Katie breezed in through the office door. "Hello Dave," she said cheerily. "I didn't know you'd be in today." Then she pretended to notice Annie for the first time. "Oh, hi Annie! How are you? Gee, you look great. You're positively glowing!" She turned to me with a grin. "Isn't she glowing, Dave?"

"Hi Kate," Annie said to the floor. "I was... passing by so I, uh, stopped in to say hi to Dave."

"Aw, that's nice," Kate said.

"I'll be going now," Annie said, still looking at the floor. Then she picked her head up to look at me. "You'll be coming home soon?" She knew I couldn't leave right away, since my exposed cock had me trapped behind my desk.

"Yes, soon." I promised, and Annie left.

We hadn't even heard the outer door close before Kate had her coat off and was hiking her long skirt up to her waist. She came around my desk and climbed up onto it, sitting in the smear of wetness that Annie had left behind. "Get up here, you bastard," she said. "Get up here and fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my cunt, you bastard!"

I stood up so fast my chair tipped over behind me. In less than a second my cock was buried to the root in Kate's pussy. We fucked frenziedly, pulling and pawing at each other, kissing with clumsy urgency. I ripped the buttons off her blouse to get at her tits, mauling them with my mouth and hands. It was barely five minutes before her legs were spasmodically clenching around my hips as I pumped my load into her, both of us shouting, grunting, gasping.

After another five minutes or so to catch my breath, I was getting ready to leave. Kate was still lying on her back on my desk, her hand between her legs, languidly playing with the cum dribbling out of her cunt. When I hesitated, looking down at her, she said, "You'd better go on home to Annie. I hope you have some left for her." She looked at the crotch of my pants, about eye level with her. "I'm sure you do." She smiled sleepily.

Before leaving, I stopped in the men's room to wash myself off as best I could with paper towels and hand soap. Given the mood Annie was in, it seemed likely that she'd have her mouth around my cock within seconds of me walking in the door, so I figured it would be a good idea if that cock wasn't slathered with a mixture of my cum and Kate's pussy juices.

But as it turned out, things got interesting again before I even got home. When I went down to the office building's underground parking lot, Annie was there, leaning against my car and waiting for me.

"Christ, it took you long enough," she complained as I approached.

"Well, I had to wait for Kate to leave the office for a minute so I could put my dick away and zip my pants." As I spoke I saw that Annie's coat was unbuttoned and hanging open. "Fuck you look good, honey," I said. "Have you just been standing around showing yourself off to passers by?"

"There haven't been any passers by, lucky for me. I've been standing here playing with myself, keeping my pussy nice and wet for you." She reached a hand down to her cunt and slid her fingers up between the lips, then drawing them away and holding them up for me to see. Even in the gray light of the parking garage I could see the glistening, slick wetness on her fingertips. "See?"

I answered her by pulling her to me for a passionate kiss, dropping one hand down between out bodies to cup her pussy. She whimpered into my mouth, putting her own hand over mine and pressing. I slid two fingers into her, and she gasped out an "Oh!" that echoed in the cavernous garage. "Fuck me, goddamn it," she ordered, fumbling to get my fly open.

My cock was recovering quickly from my orgasm of a few minutes ago, but it wasn't the full-tilt boner that my wife had every reason to expect from me. So to give myself a little more recuperation time I dropped to my knees and buried my face between Annie's legs. She was standing at the side of the hood of my car, so she could rest her ass against the front fender. She leaned back, bracing her arms behind her on the hood and spreading her knees for me. I pressed in, pushing my mouth up to her warm, wet pussy and thrusting my tongue out to lap at her clit.

With soft moans and whimpers, Annie expressed her appreciation of my efforts. She put one hand on the back of my head and pulled me in snuggly against her pussy, and we stayed like that for a while, my tongue busily flicking and lapping over her clit and slithering inside her from time to time.

Then Annie decided she wanted us to switch off. She tugged at my arms to get me to a standing position and then slid down off the hood of the car, kneeling at my feet. Then it was my turn to tip my head back and moan appreciatively, as I felt her warm mouth close around my cock. There was a frenzied quickness to Annie's sucking motions that told me she wasn't settling in for a nice leisurely blowjob. She just wanted to give me a quick suck to make sure I was good and stiff and ready to plow the furrow of her pussy.

I was indeed as stiff as the proverbial board with rigor mortis, and Annie was just about to pop me out of her mouth and stand up, when...

A car horn went off about twenty feet away from us. It was just two quick honks, but coming unexpectedly in the closed, quiet space of the parking garage the sound was like a smack in the face. Annie jerked her head away from my cock, and in the process banged the back of her head against the side of my car.

I snapped my head up, looking for the source of that honk. It was Kate, on her way out of the garage in her VW. The road out of the lot put her car parallel with mine, with my car between us. This meant that she couldn't see Annie, still squatting at my feet.

Kate came to a stop and rolled down her window. "Hey David," she called. "What are you still doing here? Car trouble?"

I went into a silent panic. If Kate said anything incriminating, not knowing that my wife was crouching at my feet and could hear her... "Just a problem with my side mirror here," I said. Then I gestured urgently, pointing down not at the mirror, but toward where Annie was. "ANNIE" I mouthed silently after glancing down to make sure Annie wasn't looking up at me at that moment.

It must have looked to Kate like I was pointing at my crotch and working my mouth like a fish out of water, but somehow she understood what I was trying to get across. She nodded, mouthed "Ohhhh," and gave me that same wry, taunting smile she'd shown when she was peeping at Annie and me in the office. This is fucking deja vu all over again, I thought.

"Your mirror, huh?" Kate said, her smile growing into a mischievous grin. "That's too bad." She was shifting forward in her seat and doing something with her jacket that I didn't understand at first. Then her left tit appeared, plump and pink and held up for me to see in her hand. I remembered that her blouse didn't have any buttons left on it, thanks to me. "Say David," she said in a conversational tone. "Has the copier been working okay for you lately? When I tried to use it today..." and she went on to talk about cryptic copy machine error messages, paper trays, toner cartridges and so on, all the while displaying that tit to me, bouncing it in her hand, squeezing it, running a finger over the nipple. The joy that this woman seemed to take in teasing me was positively sinful.

Down at my feet, Annie suddenly took hold of my lower leg with both hands and shook me. Not hard enough so that it would show from Kate's vantage point, but enough to convey her message: Get rid of her!

Luckily, after a final, extravagant squeeze of her nipple, Kate chose that moment to put her boob away, say good-bye to me, and drive off.

Annie climbed to her feet, glaring in the direction of Kate's departed car and rubbing the back of her head. "If that woman cunt-blocks me one more time," she said, "I swear I will kill her with my bare hands."

"She's gone now," I said soothingly. "Now where were we?" Naturally, my cock hadn't lost any of its stiffness during Kate's interruption. I pulled Annie to me, reaching down for her pussy.

"Agh, I'm not in the mood any more," Annie grumbled, twisting away from me. "I'll see you at home." She walked off to where her own car was parked, banging her heels on the concrete.

Happily, by the time we got home she was in the mood again. She parked behind me and hopped out of her car, her coat unbuttoned and blowing back from her magnificent body in the breeze. "C'mon stud-boy," she said taking my hand and pulling me toward our door. "You owe me a good one."

I guess I do at that, I thought. I knew that every time I cheated on Annie by fucking Kate, I was going to feel like I owed something to Annie. But as long as I'm able to make the payments...

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