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My wife has had the same fantasy for years. She imagines herself to be the only woman with a group of about ten men. She is in complete control and she commands them to feel, lick, suck and fuck her through climax after climax. We often discuss this fantasy as we make love and it is always guaranteed to get us both hotter than hell.

Last week we were in bed and Gill was face down in her favourite doggie position. I was powering in and out of her sopping cunt as she was moaning her way to her first orgasm. We had been talking about the fantasy before and Gill now continued by telling me how much she would like to have a big cock to suck on as I fucked her. The image that this conjured up in my mind was enough to send me over the edge and I shot my spunk deep inside her.

Gill was furious. She wasn’t ready to come and she demanded that I keep my cock inside her and she began to wank her clit with her fingers. But my cock was wilting fast and it soon slid out. At this she rolled onto her back and told me to lick her to orgasm.

When she at last came and we were lying together, I apologised and told her that I thought she needed to have more than one cock on standby. Gill admitted that she would definitely like that. She told me that she had wanted to fulfil her fantasy for some time but that she thought I would never agree. When I said I would love to see her doing all the things she has described to me, she asked me if I was serious and if I would like to arrange it. Well, you can imagine my excitement, my cock was soon rigid and Gill slid down my body and started planting little kisses all over it. As she did this she talked dirty to me. Telling me I was a dirty bastard wanting to see her getting fucked by all those men. “There better be lots of them”, she said. “And they all better have big cocks. I want to suck every one of them and then let them screw me and spurt their stuff over me”.
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My wife and I are just back from a holiday at Surfers Paradise. Hardly a holiday as we were flat out working the whole time on making the most of pleasurable opportunities! We’ve always tried anything new in the sex department because life’s short and you’re dead a long time.

We were staying in one of the many high rises with a view of the sea, and other high rises of course! Every morning we’d got into the routine of going down the beach to check out the talent – there’s sure no shortage of it – tits, pecs and arses everywhere. When it got too hot for us, we’d head back up to our unit for some royal fucking. Jenny, my wife, is 29, with long blonde hair and a great body. I’m 32, average looks but with a 9 inch uncut cock so we can get some of our own heat going.
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Heat, June, New Orleans. The words go together like beans and rice. In order to beat the heat and humidity, my wife and I often drop the boat in Lake Pontchartrain and go for a cruise.

Let me tell you about Annette. She is a Pisces through and through. If it involves the water, it’s fine with her. It’s fine with any man who gets to see her in her bikini also. At 5’2″, 105 pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes on a beautifully sculpted body (four workouts a week will do that) she turns heads when completely dressed, let alone in a bikini. So when I mentioned to my water rat that the Boat Stop was in this weekends plans, she jumped at the chance.

The Boat Stop is a funky little bar that sits on a river, which empties into the north end of the lake. It is totally isolated and can be reached only by boat. On a pretty summer weekend, upwards of one hundred boats of all sizes and makes can be found tied to the pier or anchored in the river. Some are worth a few hundred dollars, some a few hundred thousand, all tied to one another with their crews in the bar.
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“I’ve got the cooler all packed,” said Sally. “We have chicken salad sandwiches, potato chips, and plenty of beer. I think we’re ready to go.”

I grabbed Sally by both ass cheeks and pulled her to me. “I’ve got the buns.” She laughed and pushed me way.

“Angela will arrive any minute so cool your jets and load the car.”

I grabbed the cooler and put it in the trunk of the minivan with the rest of the picnic supplies. We were going to the lake with Angela, Sally’s best friend. Angela had gotten divorced two years earlier. Her ex had her son for the Fourth of July weekend so she was joining us for the picnic

Angela arrived and we jumped into the minivan. After around a half hour of driving, we arrived at the lake. It was a big lake, with a marina, a swimming area and lots of picnic sites. We got a picnic site near the swimming area. As we set up for the day I watched the two ladies. Sally had on a pair of black capri pants with a white knit top. The tight pants hugged my forty-five year old wife’s round ass and the top snugly fit her large breasts. Her blonde hair framed a pretty face with dancing blue eyes. Angela was wearing pair of tight white capri pants and a black swimsuit top that nicely showed off her breasts. She’d thrown a loose white cotton shirt over the top. Unlike my conservatively dressed Sally, she looked like a woman on the prowl. She’d had trouble meeting anyone since her divorce, primarily because most single men weren’t interested in a forty-something woman with a child. Certainly it wasn’t because she wasn’t attractive. Angela was a cute little package, with shoulder-length brown hair, nice legs and a compact little ass. Her breasts weren’t as large as Sally’s but they were ample enough.
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We held our annual summer party at our house last July complete with family and friends and of course plenty of games, food and alcohol. But unlike the previous parties, this one ended a little differently from the rest, especially for my wife Liz. At around midnight, most of our guests had departed with only a couple of stragglers left behind. They happen to be two of my relatives, my brother, Bill, and my uncle, Tom. They were still downstairs in our game room playing poker. They were intense card players who were playing with real money and at this point in the evening, completely drunk. We let them stay as long as they wanted, to make sure they finished up their game. It usually ended when one of them lost all of their money or one of them passed out at the table.

I was up in the den organizing some bills and my wife went downstairs to see if they were almost finished. We have an intercom system in our house, so a few minutes earlier, I had called down to them to see if they needed anything. Bill answered and said that everything was cool. After that response, he accidentally left the speaker in the ‘on’ position so unfortunately, I could hear them laughing and yelling after every hand. I almost got up to tell them to shut it off when I heard my wife arrive downstairs.
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I’m married to one of the most sexually exciting women in the world. We promised each other when we married that we would never let our sex life become as dull and boring as so many of our friends claimed that theirs had. For my part I bought her sexy lingerie, high heeled ‘come fuck me’ pumps, dildos and pressed her to have sex with me in places where the chance of being discovered was good. We oftened talked about her being fucked and gangbanged and this always got the both of us very hot.

Joy, on the other hand, went for the visual. She would behave outrageously in public to turn me on. Once at a party she pretended to be drunk and she let some guy work her into a dark corner and feel her up. She knew I was watching and so she unzipped him and took out his dick and began jacking him off. He turned her around so that his back was to the room thereby blocking what was taking place from being seen, but what he really accomplished was to put Joy where she could look over his shoulder at me. She winked and blew me kisses and then she mouthed the words, “Come over here.” I did as she asked and I saw her say something in the guy’s ear and then there was some quick shifting around as he hurried to get his hard dick back in his pants. I rushed her out into the attached garage and fucked her on the hood of the host and hostesses car.
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Spontaneous happenings are sometimes the best of life’s little diversions, and I love it when my sexual needs are satisfied in a spontaneous manner. This story is about one of those times when my military husband was deployed overseas and I had taken a job at a local store where some nice young college men were employed on a part time basis.

Our son was in college in another city so I was a home alone wife for a year, the year started of with boredom and developed into one of the best years of my life, well at least I enjoyed it very much. Throughout my married life I have had opportunities to cheat and my self-control sometimes seems to take a back seat to my sexual desires. Sometimes I ask myself if I am a normal woman.

Men are the ones who are characterized as having “wandering eyes” and tend to roam around and stray from time to time. Well I think women have those urges as well: they are just not thought of as being that way. For every man that cheats, there is a woman who helps him cheat so I guess other women have those urges as well as I do. Women tend to be less open about it and discuss it less with other women.

I had become friendly with a couple of the young black guys at work. We seemed to get along very well and they were attentive to me and I felt that they liked what they saw in this older wife and mom. I could see their eyes feasting on me from time to time, those subtle glances at my breast as we chatted and the looks as we passed each other. Sometimes at the breaks the guys would chat about girls and what they thought was sexy etc.
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My name is Randy, my wife is Jill. This story is how we made our lives exciting and probably saved our marriage. We had been married almost 8 yrs now and our sex life was dull at best. Jill was not very open about sex and sometimes she even acted as if it were dirty and disgusting. When I tried to talk about it and give her ideas, to get her to open up a bit, she would get mad and accuse me of not loving her the way she was.

One day she was shopping at the mall and she saw a young woman being followed be several young men. She noticed that every now and then, the girl would stop and bend over or raise a leg or stretch across something. When she did this it would expose the slit between her legs.

My wife, being just a little naive, confronted the young lady and said, “every time you bend over, your female parts are being exposed to all.” The young girl replied, “That is the whole idea.”

Jill was astonished and asked, “What do you mean, you are doing that on purpose.”

The girl responded, “It makes me hot to know other men are looking at me.”
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I sat on the couch thinking I shouldn’t have had so much to drink. I didn’t know whose house I was in, but whoever lived there had thrown a great party. I had spent the night dancing, drinking, and generally having a good time. Now, however, it was getting late, and a lot of people had left. When Dan saw me on the couch he came over and sat next to me. I suppose one could say that Dan and I were dating. We had shared a chemistry class, and had ended up sleeping together within the first month we met. I wouldn’t have called us boyfriend and girlfriend; we were more like sex buddies. We hung out together, but mostly to have sex. He had heard about this party, and invited me along. We both knew what would be coming later, and I was looking forward to it. We had already done it once, earlier that afternoon in his apartment, but I knew we would do it again when we got back his place.

He kissed me, and we started making out on the couch. I felt his hand make its way along my inner thigh under my dress. I wasn’t wearing panties or a bra per his request. His fingers gently caressed the outer folds of my vagina getting me wet. He knew how to touch me, and he was getting me hot. I was kind of drunk, and didn’t care if anyone was looking our way, they would have known what Dan was doing to me. When I finally did see a guy or two peeking at us, I assumed they had got an eye full.

“I want to see you do another guy,” I heard Dan whisper in my ear.
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My wife Joyce and I have what we believe is a unique lifestyle. I know there are a lot of wife sharing stories on the web, but I believe this is the only one that really happened. Many guys and some gals fantasize about doing it, but Joyce and I really did.

It all started during our sixth year of marriage Joyce began talking about how she thought it would be fun if we invited another man into our bed.

I was a bit put off by the idea but over a period of about three months Joyce convinced me that it would be exciting and it would freshen up our sex life. Finally I consented to try out her fantasy. In reality she had me excited about seeing her getting fucked by another man and I think I was looking forward to the experience as she was.

We discussed who we could invite and immediate ruled our friends. Finally we decided to see if she could find someone in one of the local bars. I wanted a guy that I didn’t know because I didn’t want him lording it over me that he’d boinked my wife. I think Joyce had a certain type in mind to, so I told her to go looking.
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