No refusal excepted. - My mind was made up, our dogs getting a fuck on her tonight! [My wife that is] Oh yeah... Day after day she lets me watch the mutt lick her into an orgasmic stupor, but then refuses to kneel down for the poor fucker [With a hardon like a babies arm] to get it into her.
I'm not prepared to let the mutt suffer any longer, he gets her tonight regardless of her wants.
Mum & my... Puberty!!!
Yes awaited in some cases with apprehension,spots and such like worrying the young. In my case it was a whole lot different. Yeah it sure was! Being of a one parent parent,my whole youthful experience had been based around a caring mother. She was a pleasant well stacked mum that as I grew older found interesting
More Forbidden fruit is the follow on.
Yes,guilty as hell,I spent a whole month sweating whether allowing my son's sperm to go up my vagina instead of making him pull out and spit it onto my belly. The sweat of pregnancy was compounded because from the moment he took his ass out of my bedroom,I was determined it was only a mad moment not to be repeated.
____________________ Uncle,I have needs too _________________________
Having experienced some of my 'uncle's needs' I,having equally enjoyed his needs found myself excitedly anticipating my next visit to uncle's. What a let down it turned out to be!
Not wishing to be too obvious to mum, I'd tormented myself by holding off from another visit to my uncle. Although this was driving me mad i
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At thirty five with a son twenty years younger and a new husband of only a couple of years, - The original had passed away some while ago - We were rather poor but reasonably happy. I had all the sexual attributes required and my husband worked hard and long,while my son was the apple of my eye. Enough said!
Only a couple of da
I'm just a bit older than legal. Plump and cuddly, with nice breasts, a full pubis area of pubes, soft round belly that trembles when having sex. My labias poke out of my pussy lips just enough to show where my entrance is and I have a secret...
I've got a liking for alcohol. Pertly because it removes my inhibitions and makes me sex mad. [And I mean MAD!] That is, I'll do anything for se
At sixteen,my mum was only sixteen years older than I was. She'd explained this... A boy about her own age fucked her and in doing it just the once she was knocked up. The lad was quite attached to her,but his family moved away and that was that. A while later she heard he was in fact several years younger than she was,but looked older.
Now ironically, mum informed me I was a dead looka
I'm in shock! My aunt (Mum's sister) came in as I bathed. Well bathed meant a
wanking period! I'm as hard as you like and in she strolls, knickers at half
mast as she plonks her ass onto the lavatory. - "don't mind me, I need a pee
PDQ" - So my hardon is in clear view above the water and her cunt and pubes
are there before my eyes. The piss dribbles
A sexual experience:
At the time I was 22 - married with one child. I was quiet, unobtrusive, never stated an opinion. I had a full figure,large breasts, cuddly body,strong thighs with slim ankles and secretly [I didn't realise at the time] a very strong sexual urge,which men seemed to pick up on. [I had no idea of this at this first encounter!]
So! - A group of us turned out of th
Forbidden fruit.
Is a lust I never dreamed I had before this.
I suppose one could call it a domestic accident. Well what I really mean is my husband had gone off sex while I had become rampant for it. So,quite by accident I entered the bathroom to take a shower,while unknown to me my twenty year old son was already comp
Mum! She really was modest; A petite six and a half stone (91lb) godess. Her figure had to be seen to be believed,every part of her stacked beautifully and when in a swim suit she turned heads of men as tho' they were posessed of an owls neck swivelling ability.
None the less,she blushed at so much attention but as we spent much of our spare time on the beach,she bit the bullet so to speak a
Yes the time is history,but the action is as real now as it was back then; The bombing being overhead had made us pile into our Anderson shelter in England while the bombers poured bombs from above and had fallen far to near for our liking.
Me, my aunt, a cousin, being her daughter and my teen sister were sheltering there when the earth shook. We heard glass shattering close by. "There goes ou
So! I thought our moments on the beach was where it would end. Mum was back to her modest self. Dad was his usual miserable self and I spent much time wanking over what had happened on the beach. Most of the week had gone by when dad advised mum, - advised her,not consorted with her - that he was away for the next couple of days. He was off doing his own thing with his equally selfish mates.
I know I flirt.
Its just that I have flirted ever since I grew my breasts and became aware of my bodies effect it had on men. Well boys first!
But this was rather different now! At middle age and with a grown up family,my boredom took on another dimension. - Husband gone, one son still at home! - Me with needs and a body not wasted physically, but wasted by lack of use if you get w
Uncle's needs were all about his recent bereavement. His wife,my aunty had died,she was quite young really but as my mum said, - "Its sad,but life's like that" - Later she added, - "You could pop over now and again to lend him a hand,you know these men,hopeless around the house"
This was back when family was still around in time of crisis. So as a teen,I called in as often as I felt would no
Like many nights this one was no exception,well not when we went to bed it wasn't;
My wife at forty was a bit plump in all the right places and she was up for sex as was I. If I was showing signs matching her horny moment,she'd wear a shorty to bed to give my libido a prompt. Not necessary you understand but almost a signal for a fuck.
This night,we'd gone to bed and sometime in our fore
My heart sank. Mum after talking about us making real love,appeared to be having second thoughts. - Oh,why hadn't I just got on top of her and fucked her stupid when I had the chance,after all, her orgasm showed she was ready.
I'd come into the living room,thinking of nothing in particular,only to be confronted with mum perched on the corner of our dining table with a legs dangling over,one
Ann my friend met me,she was bursting with excitement. - "Shirl' I just got so much to tell you,I'll burst in a minute!" - We hurried to our second home - 'The secluded log' - "Mum's gone! Not for good of course,but Maisey got a cancelled cruise for peanuts and they just up and headed for the port. - Dad'll be able to fuck my brains out don't you reckon... yours as well of course!" - "He know's
Ten years had elapsed and our anniversary was upon us. Dutifully I done the honours and now back home with a suitable amount of liquid beverage inside us we relaxed in reminiscence. - "Remember the first time you let me watch it and I've been in the shit ever since" - "Yeah! Well that was your fault,you tried... her voice trailed off - well you know what you tried" - "Yeah! Sorry, but it was rig
Just leave me alone can't you.
These words reverberated in my head as my sperm gushed from my stiff cock. To start at the beginning. This is how it came about.
From my teens I'd had a mentor,as I developed in maturity,he spun me tales of his exploits with the wives of his neigbours and I'd at first thought it was joking but realised over a period that in fact it was just that. Fact. Incl
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New year just gone brought this about. Having relived it with my wife and written it up. She's just said, "Go on then,post it" - So here goes.
We'd decided to spend new year at home just doing nothing when about nine o'clock the doorbell rung and I answered it. It was our friend,well my friend really,but Ange
All in the title.
At 42 I'd been widowed for some while but was making the best of a bad job. I had a good neighbour who was also a widow,but we made out between us in the sense that we could have a mutual moan about our lack of sexual opportunity,plus most other things. We came and went between each others houses which included the comings and goings of her twenty year old son. This son of
This is a booze inspired happening; I must claim,I'd not have done this if it hadn't been for the booze! Okay, I probably may have. But after all it was christmas and my second wife was pissed.
This wife was about halfway between my two son's age and my age. She was buxom and fairly reserved, - well she claimed she was! - I felt she was a flirt and secretive when doing this flirtatious stuff
My very best friend.
Yes,we were always together and had been able to tell each other everything about everything. This day,we'd met up and my friend Ann had a look of satisfaction across her face,but showed signs of agitation in her voice.
"Hi Cathy,we need to go to our special place,I got to tell you something really secret. When I say secret,this is so secret it'll blow your mind" - "C
As I was writing the start, an unexpected nosey visitor appeared at an inapropiate hour! So making the start shorter than planned...
Curiosity was driving me to despair. "Ann,tell me more,do I know him,where did he do it and how?" - I'd reached a point where I was suspecting she was just playing me along as a joke or something - Now Ann was a slim large breasted girl,when I say large... her
Furry pussy...
We weren't married very long before I realised my wife was a really horny bitch. When I say horny, I had the feeling one cock [Mine!] wasn't going to satify her. What she didn't know was, I had a requirement that could meet both our needs. [I desired to watch her being fucked by another cock!] Of course she had no idea of this!
This day. A fine warm summer's da
Where to start on this extraordinary story;
Well it'll do no harm to give you a general description of myself and my situation. I'm late fifties,widowed for about ten years. Over those years I've watched my limited beauty slowly drift downwards especially my breasts. That's not to say I'm gone to seed,just that age doesn't improve a persons chances of romance. More up beat,my skin is soft and
I realised my sexual interest knew no bounds.
Nearing thirty and after two kids,I looked at every new happening with any sexual overtones as an adventure. So in this instant,here's a bit of background. We! That is my husband and myself had a routine visit each week to his parents. His mother and her second husband,my husbands stepdad. Equally,every week mum and son would pop out together lea
So having had our pee and seen the young kids Ann was talking about,On spotting us and me especially,they pushed off before we got up to the fountain. The reason for this was,quite sometime back,the little toad,got lippy with me and I wacked him. Actions speak louder than words!
So we head back and I ran off at the mouth about Ann's dad's dick and it being so unfair that she'd seen what I co
ANN! Don't you dare stop now...
That's what I said as she glanced at my lap. A smirk came across her face as she could plainly see my hand up under my dress as it gently moved the material. - "Randy bitch!" - She was right of course,she'd got me in such a state I just had to masterbate. Ignoring me now she looked trance like as she continued the way her dad had had her.
"Yeah! He was kneel
