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We went to my company party a few nights back. Lisa, my wife was by far the hottest babe there. She works out and has always had a hot body. She is 5′5″ and weighs around 125-30 lbs. She is not too big in the boob area, but her tits are perfect. And her finest points are on the ends. By that I mean her nipples. She has the puffy nipples and they really stick out. I can hang my car keys on them and know they will be there when it is time to leave.

Anyway, this was Lisa’s first time meeting the people I work with. For some reason, a lot of the wives did not show up. (maybe they knew something I did not know.) As the evening passed, I was told by some of the guys that these parties could get pretty raunchy. “That” as I was told, was the reason only a few of the wives turned out. I toyed with the idea of warning Lisa, but decided she could take care of herself. She has always had her ways of putting guys in their place. And except for the times at the X rated theatres, she has been pretty effective at keeping them in line. (that is another story.)
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My wife, Susan, is five feet, one inch tall, under a hundred pounds — a tiny lady. She is a beautiful, red-haired, green-eyed, sexy, young woman. She has great legs, a tight, round ass, and the biggest tits imaginable on such a petite frame. They don’t sag and look positively mouthwatering without a bra.

I love Susan very much and respect her as a person, but I have to admit that what first caught my eye were these huge, firm 34-D’s on such a tiny girl. We’ve been married a little over five years, and have had a great marriage — until now. Susan has a much older sister, Linda, who looks completely different from Susan.

Linda is tall and skinny (not thin — skinny), probably 5′10″ or 5′11″, with no ass or tits. Anyway, Linda is a very successful realtor living in San Diego, and we hadn’t seen her since our wedding day. We exchanged Christmas cards and photos, and the sisters called each other, but that was it, until last month. I don’t get to travel as often as I used to (damned FAX machines!), so when I was assigned a trip to San Diego, I called Susan right away and suggested she join me so she could visit her sister.

Susan wanted to surprise Linda so we didn’t announce our arrival, and instead, we just drove to her house, walked up to the front door, and rang the bell. There was no answer. Susan suggested we look around back in case Linda was in the pool or gardening. As we approached the high privacy fence around the pool area, we heard voices.

Both Susan and I pushed our faces close to the fence and peeked between the redwood slats. I had never seen anything like it in my life! Linda was face down on several towels, on her knees with her ass high in the air, while this tan, young guy was ramming in and out of her cunt with the biggest cock I have ever seen on a man — and it wasn’t just long, it was thick, too. And that’s when all my troubles began! Watching Susan’s reaction to the sight before us, I could see that she was completely turned-on. A virgin when we married, she had often told me that my normal six-inch cock was perfect and that even it stretched her tight cunt at times.
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I have always had this desire to have a Gangbang with lots of men and the other day this desire of mine came true, but let me start at the beginning.

My name is Jenny and I’m thirty one. I work in a residential home in the center of the city. I think I’m very nice looking, for I have an okay figure and I love sex more than anything else in the world. I am bi-curious and found that out some time ago making it with another woman would be very nice. But to be honest, for a real thrill and for the best possible orgasms, I got to have a man for I only feel really happy and satisfied when I have a nice hot cock inside of me. I always had this secret desire to have a gangbang, but try as I might; I had been unable to get it together…until a few days ago that is.

I went out to visit a friend, when I ran into Steve. I hadn’t seen him for ages. He is the same age as me. We used to fuck with each other quite a lot and then we sort of drifted apart. We were both pleased to see each other, so we went into this little bar for a drink and a chat.
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[ By WifeWatcher wifwat@excite.com ]

The first time that I ever had a black cock was when I was 18 and on a trip to Africa with my new husband Ben. We were on the 2nd week of our Honeymoon when one night in the hotel bar, Ben, my husband who is an anthropologist and is 43 years old, was talking to a group of old black men about their tribes and customs etcetera.

It was very warm, no, very HOT. So I was wearing a bikini top and mini-skirt, no panties or stockings as I was longing for a cool breeze to waft up between my legs and cool me off. I was having a miserable time just hanging around waiting for Ben and drinking when this really gorgeous African man came over and introduced himself to me. He told me his name which I couldn’t pronounce but it sounded a bit like George, so that’s what I called him.

We talked and danced for a couple of hours and as I’d had a few drinks, I didn’t object when his hands started to roam, squeezing my bottom and playing with my breasts. I was actually enjoying it as Ben had been neglecting me a bit. Being on Honeymoon, I thought that we would be having sex night and day but maybe because Ben is so much older than I am, we had only done it 3 times in 9 days.
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This happened only a week ago, and it was as much a surprise to my girlfriend as it was to me. My girlfriend, Claudia, is a modern dancer and a very beautiful woman, with an athletic build, soft pale skin, and lovely round breasts that are just the right size.

We were having a few glasses of wine together one evening after watching the sun drop behind the horizen, when the silence was broken by a group of four men playing with a football about a twenty meters down the beach. Every now and again they would stop, drink some bears, then play on. They were all big guys, and we could tell by their accents they were American College boys. Claudia was very cynical of them, not her type of people, she said.
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[ Story by Bhuralund (bhuralund@gmail.com) ]

My father was getting remarried after being a widower for nearly 15 years. Both my brother and I were very happy for him as he had finally found someone to spend his time with. We had always been worried about him – both of us being married and busy with our own families and all – as we could not spend as much time with him as we would have liked. Anyway, we wanted to make his marriage an exciting affair for him and decided to throw a bachelor’s party for him and his five close friends.

Of course, both of us were involved as well. A stripper or a dancer has been the show piece of any bachelor party and we really wanted to surprise our father so we hired a stripper and arranged for a large motel room to have the party away from home. As luck would have it, the stripper really fell sick on the day of the party and called me to apologize.
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The message on Armondo’s answering machine sounded urgent, but when he realized it was just from Velma Ford, he plopped down on the sofa and started going through his mail. The usual junk mingled in with a few bills, “Nothing interesting,” he said to himself, as the phone started ringing. “Hello,” he answered, “Armondo here.” “Oh, god, I’m so glad I finally got a hold of you, this is Velma, and I really need to see you right away.” “Velma, it’s late and I’m very tired,” he sighed, “can’t this wait until another time.?.” “Oh, please,” she moaned balefully, “I’ll pay you extra if you can come over tonight, please, I really need to see you.” He thought about it for a moment or two and replied, “Just for an hour, and it will be five hundred, in cash.” “Oh, thank you,” she gushed, “five hundred will be just fine, I’ll be waiting.”

Armondo slipped into the driver’s seat of his new BMW and headed out on the Pacific Coast highway to Velma Ford’s place. Normally he would have been excited at prospect of earning five big ones for and hours work, but in this case he actually dreaded it. In Armondo’s line of work you always tried to keep your mind and body separate, but in reality that was usually impossible to do when you spent half of your day satisfying the sexual desires of a wide range of women, which wasn’t easy to do in the first place, and with older out of shape people like Velma it was definitely a challenge. Before he could even ring the bell, the large heavy wooden door swung open and he was quickly ushered in by Velma Ford. “Hi, love,” she gushed, as she led him by the arm into the living room, “I have a surprise for you.”
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