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Howl At The Moon

When I was a freshman in college, I had a crush on a guy at school named Dan. He was on the football team. Some of the guys on the team were going camping one weekend and Dan invited me to go along. Now, any girl should have known not to go camping with 5 guys, but I was not just any girl – and I was always ready for an adventure.

On the drive up to the mountains, Dan and I laid in the back of one of the other guy’s trucks, under several blankets, making out. Dan and I did nothing but kiss and snuggle on the way to the campsite – a little light petting. But, by the time we got up into the mountains, I was hot, wet, and throbbing.

The guy driving, Kevin, parked the truck and waved for Ricky and Marc to come on into the campsite. Kevin then uncovered Dan and me and grinned at our flushed appearance. Dan jumped out of the truck and helped Kevin unpack the food as Marc and Ricky rolled the keg out of the back of the other truck. Being the only girl, I felt it was my duty to supervise as the guys got the camp set up and started the fire. As the sun began to set, Dan came over to where I was sitting and handed me a hot dog and then joined me as I ate. We sat and flirted and giggled as the other guys joked around.

Kevin came and sat on the other side of me and dropped his arm around my shoulder, joining me and Dan in our conversation. Ricky said there was loud music coming from a campsite nearby and he was going to check it out. Glaring at me, he stalked off into the woods. (I found out years later that Ricky was gay and had a crush on Kevin at the time.)

Marc grinned at the three of us sitting on that fallen log and began to get a bunch of sleeping bags out of the back of the trucks. He unzipped them and made a large bed of them near the fire. Then he flopped down and slipped his shoes off. He propped his head up on his entwined hands and looked at the three of us. He asked if were cold sitting over there and wouldn’t we like to join him? I giggled (beer always makes me giggle) and said “what about it guys? you think we should?”

Kevin said something about Marc looking lonely and that maybe we should join him. Dan, who was a REALLY big guy picked me up and carried me over to the nest of sleeping bags. He laid me down next to Marc and then flopped down beside me. Kevin just grinned and sat down at my feet. I laughed and asked if we wouldn’t be cold without a sleeping bag covering us? Dan snuggled in closer to me and said they would keep me warm, letting his hand drift across my chest.
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Welcome to the Neighborhood

The house next-door had finally been sold. Lonnie had seen the moving van pulling into the driveway as she left for work that morning. “It’s about time,” she thought to herself, “Maybe they will fix the eyesore up.”

The house wasn’t really run-down that badly; however, since her husband had ran-off with the slut that used to live there, Lonnie harbored hard feelings about the place. She earnestly hoped that a nicer class of people were moving in.

When Lonnie returned home from her modeling gig that afternoon, the van had already been emptied and had left. A late-model Lexus and a sporty, foreign convertible were now parked in the driveway. “Hmmmmmmmmm, this is looking promising already!” she thought to herself, “I think I’ll go over and welcome them to the neighborhood.” As she got out of her BMW, she smoothed her tight, form-clinging, short skirt down over her firm, pear-shaped ass and checked her stockings to make sure they were straight. Walking across the lawn and passing by the large picture window in front of her house, she couldn’t resist looking at her reflection to assure herself she was presentable. The session today had been particularly erotic and she didn’t want to look like she had just gotten laid.

The image that greeted her eyes was one of a stunning, auburn-haired beauty. Her straight, shoulder-length hair was lustrous from careful grooming. Her eyes were wide set and large with an exotic, Asiatic slant; which she inherited from her father. Although her legs were long and curvy enough to be a dancer’s, she only stood about 5’3″; and a generous portion of that was between her pert, up sloped breasts, and her erotically flaring hips. She proudly admired her athletically trim waist and provocative posture. It was no small wonder that she was one of the most sought after adult magazine models in Canada. The light blouse she was wearing was clinging silk, and allowed a hint of the sexy, lacy lingerie she favored to be glimpsed, and excited her nipples enough to make their outlines visible.

Lonnie made her way carefully up the wide granite steps to the front door of her new neighbors home. She pressed the doorbell and waited for her first view of her new neighbor. She did not have to wait long before the door was opened and she was greeted by a woman of about her own age of 28, and an instant, heart-warming smile.

“Hello, may I help you?” The woman’s voice was slightly accented and very melodious. It fit her stunning European features and deep, dark eyes. Lonnie guessed that she must be of Italian or possibly Portuguese descent. She was immediately aroused by her attractiveness and voluptuous body. One of the things that had bothered her the most about her ex-husband’s desertion was the fact that he had also taken her closest lover.
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BBQ Gang Bang

It had been a bright, warm summers day when Jane phoned to invite myself and my husband, Terry over for an evening barbecue. I knew that we had nothing planned, and readily accepted the invitation immediately. Jane and Derek were two of our best friends, and evening’s with them were always interesting. They both had a free and easy approach to their private life, and invariably the conversation turned sexual in nature.

Although both myself and Terry had often fantasized about our friends when we made love, neither of us had taken our thoughts any further. I had to admit, though, when I replaced the receiver, the thought of seeing Derek in a pair of shorts was making my pussy tingle and my nipples stand up and pay attention! I quickly informed Terry of my conversation with Jane, and he seemed pleased that we would be going out tonight. Bless him! Terry is a sweet man and, after ten years of marriage, I still love him dearly, but sometimes I think I might just need…you know…a little more!

The weather being so warm, I decided to change into a bikini and spend the rest of the day lounging around our pool and try to top up my tan. I stretched out on a sun bed with a good book and a cool drink and tried to relax. The problem was I was getting too hot! I’m not sure if it was the strength of the sun or the fact that I couldn’t get the vision of Derek’s lean, muscular body out of my mind, but within half an hour I could feel my nipples hard inside my bikini top and a damp patch beginning to form on the panties.

You will probably have guessed by now that I am a very sexual person. I always have been, but sometimes Terry, although very good in the sack, is not always as….adventurous as I would like! Still unable to stop my current train of thought, the cool water of the pool beckoned. I eased myself in slowly and swam my usual ten laps. I like to exercise every day. I have been told that my 5′ 8″ body is well toned and attractive and I’d like to keep it that way as long as possible! When the weather is hot, swimming is by far the best idea.

At 6.30 pm, we grabbed a couple of bottles of wine and headed for Jane’s place. It was still warm and I had only worn a shortish summer dress, panties and tennis shoes. I had tied back my long brown hair in a pony tail with a ribbon. I looked a little like a fifties cheer leader! I didn’t usually leave the house without a bra, but I just loved the freedom that I felt without it, and besides my boobs aren’t really that large. Terry had worn a pair of light Chino’s's’s with a short sleeve shirt and loafers. Jane greeted us both at the door with a kiss. She looked stunning as always. Her short blonde hair was still damp. As she was only wearing a bikini with a wrap around skirt covering her lower body, I assumed that she had just got out of the pool.
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The Boss Has a Party

I had just gotten off of work and was debating on whether or not to stop by the boss’s house for his birthday or not. Yeah I was tire from a full days work but could use a couple drinks before bed, in which he had plenty of. Well needless to say the latter had won and I decided to stop by. Luckily I only lived a short distance away so my side trip wasn’t too out of the way. Since I was arriving late most of the patrons were already three sheets and I had some catching up to do. For the most part the party was like any other, a large group sloshed and saying what was on the mind.

As I got my self into a conversation with a couple beers already down and my tongue pretty loose, it didn’t take long for the conversation to turn to sex. As we talked I learned this sexy brunette who was very open was the wife of one of my co-workers. Needless to say I was somewhat disappointed after her cute face and luscious curves had caught my eye almost from the moment I got there.

As the conversation progressed I learned that she had how you would call her own personal stable to call upon. Learning that her husband was really into her fucking other men started to put my mind back into motion. The group that I was in had only two females who I’ll call Tiffany and Stefany, and the other six including myself of men. As most sex talks go, the women were complaining about not being satisfied, as the men and ego’s defending their manhood, by talking up their performances. As the two women got into detail of how good they were and how they and how much they could take, started to get the men stiff and adjusting themselves. But on the upside I could notice that the two ladies seemed to be squirming their legs together a bit more than usual. Telling me that they were getting turned on as much as we were.

Me and Tif got into a debate about how she has never been fully satisfied by any man of all ages, I had told her about a running joke through work about me and my stamina. I had slipped out about being able to go for 2 hours or more and no one there would believe it, needless to say nobody would ever put their paycheck up to find out. Now with the opportunity almost in hand to present itself, we moved ourselves into the garage were there was more privacy. Me and Tif were still going at it about how much we could handle and how neither of us had some fully go the distance. Soon she was bragging about how she was able to make a man cum in 20 seconds, and needless to say I challenged her to do it.
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Hot Air Balloon Sex

The sound of the gas engine of the inflation fan broke the peaceful silence of the morning. The silky nylon fabric of the envelope began to fill with air as the balloon came to life. The morning air was cool but not cold. The summer heat would come later today, but for now it was just right. The grass had just a touch of dew and there was a slight haze in the air. The Sandia Mountains to the east were just getting touched by the first rays of the morning sun rising behind them. The sunrays streamed off the crest like a Japanese fan. The moment was picture perfect. This will be our first balloon ride and hopefully an experience we will cherish for life.

My girlfriend and I had to get up early to get to the launch site before sunrise. Don, the pilot, had told us that we have to start early because that is when the winds are calmer and the cooler air makes the balloon fly better. We hadn’t gotten much sleep at the hotel the night before. In anticipation of our great adventure, we had a long night of lovemaking. So, bleary-eyed and still a little fuzzy in the head, we headed out in the dark morning to have our first hot air balloon ride. A friend of ours had recommended Don when she heard we wanted to take a balloon ride during our stay in Albuquerque. We knew that Albuquerque, New Mexico was the “Ballooning Capital of the World” and we just couldn’t pass up an opportunity to fly there. Our friend and her husband had flown with Don before so they knew he was a really fun person and, most importantly, a safe and experienced pilot. They also told us that for “special friends” he would offer an extra bit of excitement. If we wanted to, we could join the Mile High Club during the flight. Helen and I didn’t even have to think about it. Yeah …. Let’s do it!

We met Don and the chase crew at a park in the west side of town and Don gave us a safety briefing telling us what to expect, what to do and what not to do or touch. Ballooning is a very safe form of flying but it does have its dangers and risks. Don made sure we were informed of those and fully understood how to stay safe. He blended serious instructions with corny jokes. His style really put us at ease about the flight and the sly grin on his face told us that he was looking forward to our extra special flight.
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Too Many Cocks

I’ve been married 6 years, and my husband is great in bed. But after we’d tried every position, and made love every way two people can, we both realized it wasn’t enough. We started sharing fantasies, some of them pretty wild. Then we got a little braver, and started living some of them out. The first was when my sister and I surprised my husband, Danny. Then we gave a ‘tip’ to a room service waiter that he’ll never forget. There were others. But still, I wanted more. I guess I needed…a little danger.

After talking it over many times, we finally decided to go for it. We’d scouted out all the bars off the highway, and picked a few that seemed about right. Not too close to home, not too popular, slightly rough crowd. That night we cruised them all, until I found the one I wanted. We stopped in the parking lot.

“Are you sure about this?” Danny asked.

“Not really,” I replied. “But I guess I’ll never know until I try, will I?” I was a little scared, but I was also already getting a little wet thinking about what lay ahead.

“You can still back out if you want to,” he reassured me.

I thought about it for a moment.

“No. I’m going to go for it. I might never have the nerve again.”

“OK, Babe,” he answered. “Whatever you want.” And he gave me that loving smile that says he’ll do anything for me.

I took off my jacket and tossed it in the back seat. Underneath, I was dressed more like a tramp than I’d ever dared outside of our bedroom before. Sling-back black heels so tall I could hardly walk in them. A black leather skirt that was just barely legal. Red lace crotch less panties. No stockings. A very very low-cut black leather top, with quite a bit of red lace bra spilling out of it. I pushed by tits up a little with my hands, not that they needed the help, but what the hell, might as well make the most of it, right? I pulled my long dark hair forward over one shoulder.
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Careful What You Wish For

We’ve been married for twenty five years; high school sweethearts and the only sexual partner we have had is each other. Our two kids are off to college and we have more time to ourselves. My wife Annie was brought up in the south by strict, and though they wouldn’t consider themselves racist parents. They believed blacks and whites should co-exist, but separately.

After our marriage we moved to California where I have made a good living in the Silicon Valley electronics industry. Now do not get me wrong, over the years we have been very sexually curious and adventurous. We just have never strayed from each other.

A few years ago while on a trip to Vegas I picked up a nine inch life-like black dildo as a joke for Annie. I knew she had fantasies of being with a black man, actually of being forced to be with a black man, and whenever we watched an interracial video our sex was heightened greatly. So I hoped it might add a little spice to our life and maybe help encourage her to live out not only her but my fantasy of her being submissive to another man.

I was right! The dildo became a big part of our sex life and Annie would refer to it as her Black Master. I would get calls at work and she would tell me her Master just got done using her cunt and mouth. When I got home I’d find her naked on the kitchen floor with the dildo next to her glistening with her juices. She would ask me if I would like to fuck her after she had been used by her Black Master. She would say she hoped he hadn’t stretched her too much for my smaller cock. I would strip and fuck her on the floor while she would kiss me and ask if I could taste his cum.
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Gangbang At The Sex Party

My whole life I had pretty much a “normal” sex life….my husband and I had pretty much tried everything except for a few things that we thought were just a bit too outlandish, but I always enjoyed our heated and erotic encounters over the past 9 years.

We talked a lot about our fantasies and one that had been coming up a lot lately was the idea of a gangbang. He had often fantasized about seeing me get fucked by a whole gang of other men and women and I was warming up to the idea although all of this was still in a fantasy world of ours.

Bill had made some new friends through his work at the bar and one night his friend Mike invited him to a new club that had opened downtown. That Friday night Bill went with Mike and while he was there met a group of people that invited him to a party the following weekend up in the hills. They said it was a monthly “sex party” and that if he and his wife wanted to come they were welcome to. One rule though- if you decide to come, you must leave all inhibitions and reservations at the door as this would be an open forum where anything went! His excitement rose and mine did too as soon as he came home that night and told me of this gorgeous group of people he had met that night that had invited him to this special party….

We talked about it for a few days and finally decided mid-week that we were going to give it a try…we knew that we loved each other and would be comfortable sharing ourselves with others without the fear of jealously. We had been only with one another for the past 9 years so the thought of kissing someone else, let alone having someone else’s cock in me started my mind reeling.

As Friday night approached I was growing more nervous- who were there people? What if I did not find someone attractive? What if I did have reservations? All of these initial thoughts subsided as I realized more and more that this long standing fantasy of ours- to have a gangbang- was finally about to happen.

That day, I stayed home from work and decided to get my mind and body ready for tonight’s extravaganza. I had always kept my pussy nice and trimmed for Bill but I decided that tonight was special and that I would shave my entire pussy. Bill had wanted me to do this for a long time and I had done it once before, so I figured I would surprise him again and let others enjoy my nice smooth pussy. I also picked out a very sexy outfit that was perfect- it revealed enough to peak someone’s desire, but did not reveal too much. I decided not to wear underwear or a bra under my sexy dress and just thinking about what could possibly happen that night was already getting me wet.
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Riding The Sammie Train

I sure had some wild times in college. Some people say that being in a fraternity is just buying a social life, but fuck them!

One particular time and one particular girl come to mind tonight. Her name was Samantha. She wasn’t quite pretty enough to make it into a sorority, but she became a little sister to my frat. She was a big time wannabe.

Like I said, she wasn’t the prettiest girl, and she didn’t have a killer body but she hung around us hoping to get popular. And she sure became popular on the night of our big party.

All night long she had been dancing with various guys, suggestively rubbing herself against her partner. I saw my roommate Rick whisper in her ear and then take her by the hand and lead her upstairs. Two or three other guys followed, so I decided to do the same.

When I got to my room, four guys were gathered outside looking in. It didn’t take much imagination to figure out what was going on, but I peeked anyway.
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Wife Fucked By Two Black Cocks

A vacation in Jamaica seemed a good solution to our recent marital problems. Cathy and I had not been getting on that well recently. To put it bluntly, I’d been caught with my pants down. Actually, she’d caught me with my pants and underwear down with my little blonde secretary kneeling in front of me, stark naked, and my hard dick in her mouth! Cathy had blown a fuse; calling me every name under the sun and throwing young Pippa out onto the street wearing nothing but her smeared lipstick. Cathy hadn’t spoken to me for ages and, to be honest, it was becoming a major drag – the vacation was by way of an apology. I really hoped it worked. Cathy was a beautiful woman and I didn’t want to lose her over a brief flirtation with Pippa. Mind you, if we could get things back on track, it would have been worth it – Pippa was a horny little bitch – just nineteen years old – and I’d been taking her back to my house during our lunchtime at least three times a week for the last month or so. She would do just about anything I asked – and I asked quite a lot! When Cathy came home unexpectedly and caught us, we’d been at it for nearly an hour. I can remember thinking at the time that it was a good job she hadn’t been twenty minutes earlier; then she would have seen me with my dick so far up Pippa’s young butt, I thought I’d split her in half!

The vacation started well. The sun shone brightly and tanned our skin. We relaxed and Cathy even started talking to me a little. Not much, but just enough to make me think she had mellowed a little. The boat trip was my idea and I thought Cathy would appreciate it.

“What the fuck do I want with a boat trip?” she almost yelled at me when I told her it was all planned.

I tried my best to describe the wonderful sunbathing she would be able to do. I talked my butt off for half an hour telling her that we would be the only tourists on the yacht and that we could enjoy a romantic lunch and then swim in the clear blue ocean in the late afternoon sun. Cathy listened to my rambling’s with a sneer on her face, but I knew her well, knew what she liked. She was definitely coming round to the idea.

I had known Alan Cooper – or “Capt’n Coop” as he liked to be called – for about two years. My business dealings had brought me to this area on several occasions. Coop owned and skippered a forty foot yacht and hired it for charters to tourists. It was early in the season and I’d had no problem getting him to agree to a private charter for the day. We’d haggled a bit over the lunch menu, but when I thrust another few large bills into his calloused hand, he’d smiled and told me that I would not be disappointed.

Cathy and I arrived on the quay side at nine sharp. Coop was already aboard and quickly introduced us to his two man crew, James’s and Fin. Coop explained that both of these college boys were his son’s and that they would help sail the boat and look after us. They were both good looking lads with the dark, swarthy complexion of long term local residents. I briefly wondered how Coop had managed to sire two boys so late in life – I’d always had his age at no less than sixty – but when you saw all three together, the family likeness was unmistakable.
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Gangbang Girl

It was the night of my fraternity’s first party of the year, it was a a themed party called professors/ naughty schoolgirls. It was a coincidence that it was a party with my girlfriend’s sorority. She was so excited the week before to inform me that she would be a delta alpha. I couldn’t help but admit that I wouldn’t mind being able to spend time in her sorority house, they were definitely some of the hottest girls on campus.

My girlfriend Sarah fit that role. She had just turned 18 the previous summer and had an amazing body from being a cheerleader throughout high school. She was half Latin, half white 5’10” , 120 pounds with an amazingly phat ass and even phatter pussy. Her thick thighs begged to be licked. And her thick thighs were exactly what she was showing when I picked her and a few of her pledge sisters up for the party.

It was a warm night in August and these girls were wearing as little clothes as it seemed was legal.When we got to my frat house there were already a lot of people there and I took her to my room so she could put her purse there. I lived on the top floor, It’s a nice room with a view over looking my college town. Before we walked out i made sure to grab her and slide a couple fingers up her cunt, she had already been drinking and this made her jump on my bed and beg for me to fuck her.

I looked at her and sucked it all in. This thick, tan brunette wearing a tiny plaid skirt, white thigh highs, a small top rolled up to expose her stomach and glasses, with her dark brown hair in pigtails. I wanted to fuck her right then but her roommate ran in to drag her to the party. She said this would have to wait and said, “I’ll meet you here later baby” and grabbed my cock.

I followed the girls down to the party and began drinking. I was having such a great time flirting with all her sisters I lost track of Sarah. Last time I saw her she was talking to a few girls on the porch. I walked up the stairs to see if she had gone back to my room. As I walked down the hallway I realized my door was open, I walked in to see a few brothers and a couple of her sisters watching something in my room. To my surprise a girl was getting her pussy licked and sucking a dick at the same time. My excitement turned to shock when I focused my not entirely sober eyes and saw that it was Sarah with a dick in her mouth!
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Frat House Gang Bang

It was a Friday night in spring, prime time for frat parties around campus. My roommate, Shauna, and I were freshmen and often attended one of these parties to have something to do. But we almost always left early out of boredom with the drunken antics of the younger frat brothers. This Friday started and ended differently.

When we arrived at the Frat house we found a good party under way, with mostly upperclassmen in attendance. It was still a romping party, but without the usual obnoxious behavior of the younger boys. Shauna and I circulated and danced. We drank beer and ate the snacks provided. And we drank beer. And we danced. And we drank beer. Most of the men were good looking and so much cooler than the frosh we had gotten used to.

I slow danced with a couple of Junior’s and one Senior. They each let me know they liked me; their erections spoke for them. During a rest period I necked with one of the Junior’s on a corner sofa, and he made good progress at getting me worked up. My panties were wet when we got up to dance again.

Soon, too soon I thought, the party began to break up, and I realized that it was already two AM. The music was on low volume and the overall noise level was way down. My “date,” I think his name was Paul, asked if I would like to see his room upstairs. I knew what he was really asking and I wanted it too, so I said yes. He led me up the stairs to the third floor, and along the way I saw several other brothers give him the V sign.

In his room we moved to his bed and began necking again. He was a great kisser and my temperature kept rising. Soon we had moved from necking to petting. His hands worked their way up under my top to massage my breasts, naked under my shirt. In no time at all my top was off and he was kissing and sucking my tits, my nipples. It felt wonderful, but I realized the beer had gotten to me. Here I was in a stranger’s bedroom with my shirt off, and his mouth and hands all over my tits. What in the world am I doing here, I thought. And the answer became irrelevant as his hand moved to my groin and began to rub me from the outside of my shorts.
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Whore Night

My wife is petite, blonde, 45 years old and looks mid-thirties. She and I have been married six years and have lived out our fantasies for the last three years. We are constantly making bets and Cherie uses her body as her wager. When she loses five times in a row I win the jackpot, and we play a little game we call “Whore Night”. Cherie likes this game because I “make” her do things she wouldn’t do otherwise. She can be a real slut without having any guilt.

Last month I won big, and told my darling she would be dressed to thrill by 7:30 because I had big plans for her. I have a particular fascination with watching my little whore display her body and suck off several men. I had a friend with a nice house and several friends very ready to meet Cherie. At 8:20 we pulled into his driveway.

Lee met us at the door and led Cherie and I back to the den. Three men in their late 40′s or early 50′s were waiting for us. Lee made introductions and I told the men that Cherie was there to entertain them. I had Lee put on some music and told Cherie to do a striptease for us to start the evening. Cherie had on high heels and a long dress that buttoned up the front. After one song she was out of the dress and dancing in her black “merry widow” corset and stockings. After the second song I stopped her and had her pick a number between 1 and 20, then had the men guess the number. She picked 4, and two men guessed 3 and 5. I told them 4 was the number so they could both help her out of her panties.

Lee grabbed one side of her panties and Jay grabbed the other, then both slid the panties off her hips and down her legs. All the men leaned forward to look at her shaved lips and the little tuft of hair above her clit. I had Cherie walk around the room and show her pussy to each man. I stopped her after the first man and told her she was to put one foot up on the couch or chair next to each man so they all had a good look at her pussy. I also encouraged the men to stick a finger in her pussy to see how hot dancing naked made her.
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The Story Of Andrea

This is a story about my first marriage in 1985. Andrea, my wife and I were both students at North Dakota State when we met. I was a junior, and she was a freshman. While I was a city boy (Fargo) she came from a tiny farming community in the western end of the state. At 21, Andrea was 5′ 3″, natural blonde (everywhere), very muscular, pert 34B boobs and when she smiled she had wonderful dimples. A real knockout lady.

When we met, she was not a virgin, but I was only her third lover. For my last two years of school we were inseparable. We lived together the last year, and decided to marry as soon as I graduated. Both of us came from poor families, and knew that once married we’d be on our own financially.

We were in love, and married that June. I was accepted to a Masters degree program in Minneapolis, MN, and we moved there that August. We decided that Andrea would put school on hold for a while and work to support us until I got my degree and could earn real dollars.

In 1985, jobs were not easy to come by, and Andrea scoured the papers everyday, worked with employment agencies, and went on many interviews. As September approached, we were starting to get very concerned about money.

One day Andrea noticed an ad in the paper for Lingerie Models. We discussed what this meant, and thought that here was an opportunity for her to make some serious bucks. We both thought she’d be doing some print ads for newspapers or magazines. Boy were we naive.

Here is what happened on Andrea’s interview, as she told me some months later.

She had to go to a bad part of downtown Minneapolis to a club that advertised “Photograph Live Models”. Once inside, a tough looking black guy named Ed said he was the manager, and to come back to his office for the interview. Ed explained that in this club, guys came in and paid to take sexy pictures of the models. He told her “upfront” that any “extras” the models did, were there own business, he just wanted 20% off the top. Andrea had no idea what he was talking about, but didn’t want to let on, we needed the money.

Ed went on to say that he’d have to see her in several outfits, take some Polaroids, to make sure she’d be okay for this job. He sent her off to the bathroom of his office, with a very skimpily red outfit.

After changing into it Andrea came out, very shy, but she stood in front of him for the pictures. Ed explained that the pictures always came out better if the models were slicked down with Vaseline. So he moved close to her and started to rub Vaseline from a jar on her arms and legs. She felt his hand go into the waistband of her panties, and felt him gently feel her boobs and ass when his hands were in those regions of her scantily clad body. But because he didn’t say anything, Andrea assumed this was innocent touching as he applied the Vaseline.

Ed took a few more pictures, and had her change into three or four different outfits. The last item he gave her was a sheer see through top, and crouchless panties. Andrea was reluctant, but he promised he’d just shoot pictures above the waist, but needed to see her in the whole outfit.

Again Andrea went along with the program. He had her sitting on a bar stool for these pictures, and moved in for a close up of her face. As he stood there, he suddenly put his free hand on her pussy, and inserted a finger before she knew what was happening.
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Chained Wife

“Yes, I know it’s an unusual request. It’s also its also a little embarrassing, so do you think we could hurry this along a bit?” Said Dale into the telephone.

“Yes, that’s right, handcuffs…well, what do you think we were doing with them? We are married you know. It is legal!…Yes…yes… the key broke off in the lock and now they won’t open…yes…police standard issue…I got them from a friend, if you must know!…what’s that got to do with – …yes, okay…yes, fine…fifteen minutes? Good!…yes, thank you…goodbye!”

Replacing the receiver he made his way back up the stairs to the bedroom. He was certain that he had heard muffled laughter in the background before hanging up his call to the emergency services. He wasn’t surprised, if he had been on the other end of the phone as some poor bastard had informed him that they had locked their wife to the bed in handcuffs and had then broken the key, he would have roared with laughter!

As he entered the bedroom, he could not help a small smile himself as he looked at his wife, Wendy, securely manacled, hands and feet, naked to the bed.

“Well, what did they say?” she said as she saw him enter.

“Fire department will be here in about fifteen minutes” replied Dale

Wendy groaned in embarrassment. “Well at least put a sheet over me or something,” she said. “I may be a horny bitch, but I don’t really want the whole county fire department drooling over my body!”

Even as she said it, the words sent a tingle through her body. She couldn’t resist a giggle.

“You know, we’ll NEVER live this one down!” she said with a laugh.

As Dale picked up a sheet and draped it over his wife’s body, he saw how hot she still looked. Wendy saw his gaze.

“Yeah, I know,” she said. “I’m still horny! But we haven’t got time to finish what we started now. Wait until I’m out of these things, then you can fuck my brains out, okay?”

Dale eagerly nodded has agreement as he heard the tones of the front door bell. As he began to leave the room to answer the door, he called back over his shoulder with a laugh.

“Don’t go away now!”

The fire department had obviously decided that this particular job did not warrant a whole team and had sent only two burly looking firemen. As Dale showed them the way to the bedroom, he noticed that the taller one, who had introduced himself as Simon, was carrying a large pair of bolt cutters over his shoulder. The other, Marc, carried a hand held radio. Both were dressed in the standard fire department uniform; wind-breaker jacket, waterproof trousers and boots. Dale watched both men’s eyes widen as they entered the room. Although Wendy’s body was covered by a thin sheet, they were still able to see the soft curls of her strawberry, blonde hair as the tresses splayed out over the pillow. Her ample chest rose and fell with every breath outlining a pair of still hard nipples under the sheet and her red painted toes peeked out seductively at the foot of the bed.

“Evening, love!” chirped Marc cheekily as he looked towards her.

“Got a bit of a problem, have we?” Simon joined in with a grin.

“Yes, very funny!” laughed Wendy. “Just get me out of these things will you?” she continued, rattling the handcuffs against the ornate iron headboard.

Dale sat down to watch the men work as they both approached the prone figure of his wife. Obviously deciding to tackle the ankle restraints first, they moved to the foot of the bed.

“We’ll have to pull this sheet up a little,” said Marc. “So we can get a look…at the cuffs, I mean!”

Wendy giggled in anticipation of her legs being exposed to these two big men. She felt a cool draft on her feet and lower legs as Simon pulled the sheet back, first just a little, and then back to just above her knees.
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Outback Pussy

At the age of 23, Laura secured a job in the Australian outback as a cook’s assistant. She quickly learned how to assist these lonely cattlemen with more than just cooking. “Man can not live on bread alone.”

The lure of earning very good money tempted me to apply to a small advertisement seeking a cook’s assistant on a cattle station in outback Queensland. Hell, all my life I had assisted Mom around the kitchen so I figured I was qualified for any sort of cooking tasks. I rang the number and a young sounding guy invited me for an interview that afternoon. I dressed for the occasion; mini skirt and low cut top so my little boobs could display themselves. If you are being interviewed by a guy this works.

It worked like a charm with this fellow, more interested in my physical qualifications than my work record. As we stood up at the conclusion of the interview, I leaned forward over his desk to pick up my paperwork and gave him a real eyeful. I could see the bulge in his pants and knew that the interview had been a success.

Sure enough in four days I received two hundred dollars, a bus ticket and instructions. I was to meet a guy called Reg from Sandy Station at the Birdsville Hotel in 5 days. Shit, that was quick, bloody Birdsville. Oh well, the money was good so I got myself ready for the journey.

Four days in the bus from hell and I stepped off it and walked into the legendary Hotel. It was divine, ice-cold beer and friendly locals. Outside the temperature was over 110 degrees and it was expected to get hotter during my stay.

Next day a battered pickup with Sandy Station barely visible painted on the door pulled up at the Hotel. I made myself known and Reg near had a heart attack.

“What the fuckin’ hell are you doing here, we was expecting a young guy. Don ‘t tell me that dickhead agent in Melbourne screwed up again,” he shouted.

“Well do you want a cook or a bloody weight lifter? If its a cook, then lets get to it Reg,” I remarked with a touch of sarcasm. He smiled and then said, “Girlie I didn’t drive all this way not to have a bloody beer, so lets be into it.”

Four hours later we crawled back to the truck, both pissed, and off we headed.

“How far Reg?”

“Three fuckin’ hours love,” he mumbled.

I fell asleep soon after and woke some time later in a lather of sweat. God it was hot and bumpy. My top was soaked with sweat and sticking to my boobs outlining every curve and as we bounced along, they just jiggled away much to Reggie’s delight.

“Nearly there now Laura,” he said with a grin. I looked around and thought, ‘nearly bloody where.’ At last a few scrubby buildings appeared and these were to be home for the next six weeks.
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New Experience For Janet

My wife, Janet and I have been married almost ten years, the second marriage for both of us. Janet is about five foot 3 and 120 pounds, has hazel eyes, blond (only on the top though) 36c-27-37. Her nipples are the size of a dime when they get hard and they are sensitive and she loves to have them licked on, sucked on and played with and she keeps her pussy hair neatly trimmed. For years, our sex life has bee almost none, existent, maybe a Fuck once every six months. Janet did not care for sex and didn’t even care to talk or hear about it.

Up until about six months ago, Janet had never had my cock in her mouth. She loves to have her pussy eaten though and that’s what I would usually do to her, eat her delicious cunt to bring her to orgasm. One time after eating her pussy and bringing her to an orgasm, she unexpectedly took my cock and started jacking me off and ask me if I liked it and before I could answer, she moved down, took my cock, engulfed it in her mouth and started sucking it.

I didn’t pop a nut though, I was ready and she must have sensed it, because she took it out of her mouth and finished by jacking me off until I blew a nut and then we just laid there in each others arms before drifting of to sleep. I used to tease Janet too about a threesome and she would always give me a dirty look and tell me to shut up. But the last time I teased her about it, she ask me if I meant her with two men or me with two women. Naturally, I told her it would be her and two men as I would love to see another man fucking her and his cock in her pussy and see another mans cock in her mouth, her sucking his cock. She smiled and said that might be interesting.

The following Friday night, Janet and I were getting ready to go out and just for kicks I looked at Janet and said to her, “Why don’t you go without a bra and panties?” And to my surprise, Janet took them off. We got to Club 21 and it was packed as usual. About 10 o’clock, Janet was a little tipsy when some guy came up and ask her to dance. she looked at me and I told her to go ahead. I watched them dancing and I could see the guy pull Janet to him, it wasn’t long before his hand was rubbing her ass cheeks and they were grinding their hips together, as if they were dry Fucking. Then I noticed his hand slip under Janet’s skirt and his hand went right to her pussy. He must have started finger fucking Janet right there on the dance floor. Janets eyes were closed and she looked wobbly and weak kneed.
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The Perfect Whore

So, that was it, after 20 years loyal service I was getting the chop. On Monday morning I was called into the MD’s office. Davies had taken control of the company two months ago. He was a large fat man who showed little or no concern for other peoples feelings and was hated amongst the workforce. We had already had words on several occasions and it was hate at first sight for both of us. “Sorry old man,” he said beaming, “but we have to shed some weight, and, well, our American parents have decided to close the whole R & D department and move it to the States.” To this day I don’t know why I did it, but without thinking I hit the old bastard right in the mouth knocking him over the desk and onto the floor.

“You’ll pay for that,” he said scrambling to his feet.

I half expected a visit from the police but nothing happened. My next concern was for my wife Helen. She also worked for the company and ran the large secretarial pool. As we were now dependent on her salary I could only hope that she would keep her job.

Over the next few months I wrote away for hundreds of jobs and even had a few interviews. Either I was over qualified or at 45, too old. The strain started to tell and Helen and I started to argue on a daily basis. It really came to head when she came home to tell me that she had been promoted to Davies’s PA. “Look Hon, I know he’s a mean old bastard, but it’s nearly twice my old salary and with you, well you know, we can sure use the money.”

“Yeah, an just what else do you have to do for it.” Helen just stared at me. “OK, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that, but if that old git so much as lays a finger on you I’ll kill him.”

The weeks turned to months and I turned to the bottle. Our sex life was now non existent along with any hope of finding another job. Helen became distant and withdrawn and it got to the point where we started sleeping in different rooms.

Then it happened, call it a miracle, luck, justice whatever, I won £2.7 million on the mid week lottery. I was so excited, this meant a new life for both of us and just maybe we could get our lives back on track. Helen was working late, she did that a lot these days so I decided to drive to the office and break the news.

I arrived after most people had left and made my way up to the seventh floor without being challenged. Helen’s new office was adjacent to Davies’s at the end of the corridor. I was a bit weary of bumping into Davies again, but hey, what the hell, I was a millionaire, I’ll just tell him to get stuffed, grab my wife and go. Boy was I feeling good.

I let myself in to Helen’s office but she wasn’t there. I could hear noises coming from Davies’s room and assumed they were busy. I waited by her desk. Ten minutes later and the sound of voices had turned to groans. I inched open the adjoining door and nearly died on the spot. My darling wife was bent over the desk, her skirt up round her waist as Davies rammed his cock up her from behind. She was shouting obscenities at him and he was calling her his whore as he exploded in her cunt. Before I could rush in I was grabbed from behind and put into a powerful arm lock.
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My Girl At The Frat Party

Sarah was a good friend of my girlfriend. They had been friends throughout high school, and were now good friends in college. Sarah came down to stay with Jeni (my girlfriend) for a weekend. They had planned to just do some shopping and a little bit of partying.

Jeni and I had been dating quite some time. We had a wonderful sex life together, in part because both of us enjoyed being kinky, though Jeni was shy. I had taken her virginity at 17 as far as I know she has only been with me since we dated since 15 and now we are 23. You name it, we did it. She had nice long brown hair and great tits with a perfect tan.

I decided to go with Jeni to a frat party they were going to. I know that Jeni was just going because Sarah wanted to go. Of course I was let in since I brought the chicks with me. Jeni wore a revealing v neck and short skirt, I loved her dressing. She wore high heels, with stockings up to her beautiful thighs. Sarah also dressed sexy tonight with a strapless shirt. Jeni caught me looking at Sarah a couple times during the night but didn’t say anything. It was to be expected with Sarah’s nipples poking out of her shirt, the girl had to want to be looked at.

Both of them were drinking quite a bit, Sarah especially. I hadn’t seen Jeni for awhile and was ready to leave. I went and told Sarah that I was looking for my girlfriend to leave. She got in close to me and rubbed herself against me. I was enjoying it but knew I shouldn’t do such a thing, I know Jeni is faithful and so am I. Sarah told me Jeni went up to use the bathroom I went upstairs and heard some moaning going on.

I quickened my pace because I did not want Jeni exposed to others doing these things. My curiosity got me though and I looked into the door. There was party music going on, and dim lights. Once my eyes adjusted I saw three guys and a girl. IT was my girlfriend jeni! I was so mad I didn’t know what to do. No one saw me standing there, and no one noticed. I then started to feel something I never thought would happen in this case, I got a hard on.
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Summer Job

This happened two years ago. My favorite cousin and I graduated from high school and managed to get summer lifeguard (pool, not open ocean) jobs together at a ritzy beach resort on the Oregon coast. The resort provided us with a shared room, and two meals a day, so we were thrilled with the idea of being able to save a lot of money while working at a fun place. Since we both wanted to have cars to drive while we were at the resort, we agreed to drive separately from our home town in Southern Washington and meetup down at the resort. In addition to earning summer money, our goals were to get tanned and get laid a lot. Neither of us were virgins, but we hadn’t done a lot of exploration yet. I had had 5 different partners, she had had 4. We decided we would both get to at least 10 additional partners by the end of the summer. We figured we could misbehave sexually because we were away from home. Neither of us had ever had a one night stand – our partners were either boyfriends or at least close friends – but we decided that a series of one night stands were definitely on our lists of goals for that summer.

On the way, my water pump went out and I had to stay over night in a college town called Corvallis while my car was being fixed. I called my parents and cousin to let them know where I was, and checked into a mid priced motel. It was hot, so I decided to go swimming in the motel’s pool. I am considered to be quite pretty: people say I look like a Denise Richards. I’m just barely 5 feet tall, but nicely proportioned: I’m 103 lbs, with relatively long and very pretty legs, and a nice 33A-23-32 figure. I wish I had bigger breasts, but what I have are cute – nice shape and delicate brownish pink nipples. I swam for a while then laid out on one of the lounge chairs when I noticed a cute guy checking me out. I smiled and he took that as an invitation come talk to me. He went by TJ, initials for his name which I have forgotten over the past two years. He was a college junior, a member of a local fraternity, and he worked part time at the motel. I told him I was stranded overnight so he invited me to his frat party. I figured it was better than sitting in my room alone all night.

I went to the party in a cute crop top and a denim mini skirt which got me a lot of admiring looks. TJ was sweet and attentive. Eventually TJ and I ended up in one of the rooms upstairs. I thought “cool”, I was going to get an early jump on my summer sex quest. We made out for a while, got undressed, performed oral sex on each other, then fucked. What made this special was that TJ was the most well endowed guy I had met to that point. His penis was just over 9 inches, and so big around that my hand barely enclosed it. I was nervous about being penetrated by it since none of my previous partners was more than 6 inches in length. We really had to work at it just to get the head into my vagina. He took it slow and gently, and got about 2/3rds of the way in without much discomfort for me.
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