At 18 I married a marine who left for Iraq a month after our wedding. Since neither of us had any family to speak of, I was invited to move in with friends of my husband’s late parents—I’ll call them Leigh and Ian—people he’d known all his life. We got along wonderfully. I love them both.
Soon after I moved in, Leigh had to go stay with her sickly mom, leaving me with Ian. I had a room at the end of the L-shaped house, and ran into trouble one night during a storm when a tree down the lane fell on the power line and knocked out our power. It got cold in my room pretty fast, so I made my way to the bedroom in the section of the house that was kept warm by a wood stove.
I slid into bed alongside Ian, who stirred slightly but didn’t say anything. I curled up and faced away from him. A short time later something hit against my butt, and it didn’t take me long to realize it was Ian’s cock. He was sleeping nude, and when I felt him stiffen a little, I got turned on myself. I gave in to the excitement and rubbed myself, which got me even more excited.
Jan 26, 2012 No Comments
You want to know what turns me on? Glasses. Eyeglasses. On girls. I know Dorothy Parker said, “Men seldom make passes at girls who wear glasses,” but old Dorothy didn’t know what she was talking about as far as I’m concerned. Women with glasses are sexy as hell. Some guys go for big tits, some go for nice asses, some for a well-shaped leg. Some are hooked on long hair or green eyes or a sexy voice. Some guys are foot fetishists, and some are even attracted by a good personality. Me, I’m a glasses guy. I would rather fuck a plain, skinny, nondescript girl with an attractive pair of glasses than the most gorgeous, voluptuous, seductive female with 20/20 vision. Or even worse—contacts.
Glasses, like girls, come in all shapes, sizes and colors. Plain or fancy, round or square, wire-rimmed, horn-rimmed or with no rims at all, they are endlessly fascinating. And arousing. A well-crafted pair of glasses will give me a hard-on anytime. And they invariably make their wearer an object of instant lust.
Jan 24, 2012 No Comments
After 26 years of marriage, my husband Kevin and I decided to make one of my fantasies a reality. I have always loved giving oral sex. Nothing turns me on like the feeling of a hard dick in my mouth, and much as I love my husband, he knew I had long wanted to try some other cocks for a change, at least once. So we invited two of our neighbors over one night to watch a movie. What they didn’t know was that the movie was a porn flick.
The two guys we invited both lived in our building. Steve, from down the hall, was tall and well built. Aaron, who lived on the first floor, was slender but good-looking. Both were somewhat quiet and shy, although very friendly.
I have always had a love of oral sex, and as I got ready for our guests’ arrival that night, I found myself wondering just how well they were endowed. I wore a sheer white teddy that barely covered my ass, and the white embroidered front of which showed glimpses of my hard nipples when I moved. I’m proud of my breasts, which at 36C show no signs of sagging. My legs were encased in sheer white stockings, attached to white garter straps. I also wore white four-inch heels to highlight my sexy legs. My brown eyes sparkled with anticipation, and when he saw me my husband let out a long wolf whistle.
Jan 24, 2012 No Comments
My husband left me several months ago for his 20-year-old secretary, leaving me a very depressed woman. At 45 I felt unwanted and useless, and if it wasn’t for my daughter, Jenna, I just have no idea what I’d have done. Although she was attending college, she made a point of calling regularly and visiting a lot on weekends to keep me company. Then she decided to cheer me up in a way I would never have imagined.
One weekend Jenna announced she was coming with someone. When she arrived I saw her companion was a handsome Latino man about her age named Franco. He was polite and friendly to me, going so far as to say that now he knew where Jenna got her good looks. I admit I was flattered. When I asked Jenna if he was her boyfriend, she said he was “simply a buddy,” emphasizing the word.
We went out to dinner, and Franco continued to pay more attention to me than to Jenna, which seemed fine with her. I had a few more drinks than usual, making me a bit tipsy, but since I was enjoying myself for the first time in months, I wasn’t about to hold back. Read More…
Jan 23, 2012 No Comments
I am a 21-year-old female and will be graduating this year from a Midwestern university. One day last summer I was supposed to meet some friends for drinks at a hotel bar in the city. While I was waiting I got a call on my cell phone informing me that my friends’ plans had changed and they couldn’t make it. But since I was already there, I figured I would have a glass of wine to celebrate the fact that I had just turned 21.
Actually I ended up having several glasses, and I was feeling a little high. I was dressed in a white blouse, a short skirt, white woolen knee socks and loafers. After a while a couple sitting at the bar struck up a conversation with me. Their names were Paul and JoAnn. They were in their 20s and were staying at the hotel. Paul was tall, good-looking and casually dressed, and JoAnn was a pretty blonde in a red dress with high boots. They bought me another glass of wine and engaged me in some pleasant small talk. I was feeling no pain. Read More…
Jan 21, 2012 No Comments
Every married man has missed out on a big thing if he has not seen the look of ecstasy on his wife’s face as she is being carried to orgasmic heights by him and his best friend.
In our case it began almost accidentally. One night, after a dance at the country club, my wife Joyce invited several couples to come to our house for a nightcap. Our friend Fred came by himself, explaining that his wife had partied a little too much and had gone home to bed.
Fred stayed behind after the others had left to help us clean up. When Joyce complained that her neck was stiff, he offered to rub it for her, and she readily accepted. As he rubbed her neck, one of the shoulder straps of her dress slipped down, revealing a portion of her low-cut bra. The fact that her nipples were straining against the front of the bra showed that she was truly enjoying the touch of his hands on her skin.
Jan 19, 2012 2 Comments
I’m a more or less happily married housewife in my early 40s, but the problem is that my husband and I are in a rut. He’s a successful businessman who works long hours. This has really cut into our social life, which is now pretty much reduced to boring dinner parties with his clients. Needless to say, our sex life is almost non-existent.
Sometimes when I used to go into town to shop or whatever, I would see prostitutes conducting their business, and I found myself almost envying some of them as they climbed into strangers’ cars. Unfortunately, the only sex I’d had for years had consisted of me lying on my back for two or three minutes, till my husband got done and climbed off me. In fact, the most intense sexual pleasure I received came from my fingers and my dildo.
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I’ve been dating Audrey for about four months. She’s very good in bed, but for most of that time she kept denying me what I wanted most—her pulse-pounding ass. She just kept saying, “One day.”
Then one night we took off our clothes and she got on her knees and gently kissed the head of my cock, then laid on the bed on her stomach. I pushed her long hair away from the back of her neck and licked and kissed my way down her spine. I ran my tongue slowly up and down the crack of her fine ass, then spread her buttocks and licked her virgin anus. She moaned.
I smeared K-Y there and placed my throbbing cockhead against her tight anus. I tried to push hard, but that wasn’t going to work, so I urged her to relax and gradually and gently managed to get the head inside, then as she adjusted to my cock gradually slid it in, bit by bit, until all six inches were buried in her rectum. Out of all the sex I’ve had with women it was the most beautiful feeling I’d ever felt.
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After being married for over 20 years, I finally yielded to temptation and had an affair. It went on for several months, and when it ended I decided to have another. After all, my husband wasn’t paying very much attention to me, and I needed to feel wanted as well as satisfied. Not that I’m hideous or anything. At 49 I’m still pretty attractive, five feet four and 38-32-37, with blonde hair and green eyes.
I got so much enjoyment out of my affairs that I got careless, and one day when I was getting fucked in our bedroom, I was caught red-handed when my husband came home early from work. But I was shocked and surprised by his reaction. We had a long talk, and he basically told me I could keep having all the affairs I wanted, as long as I told him every detail of every encounter.
Thrilled by his attitude, I readily agreed, and after that I began to go out to meet guys and have sex with them, then come home and describe everything to my excited husband, which would always result in us having some pretty hot sex of our own.
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It was only a little over a mile to the motel, but I thought my panties were going to burst into flames before we got there, in spite of the fact that they were soaking wet. I couldn’t let this travel time go to waste, so I unzipped Paul’s pants and fished out his large hard cock, and I had most of that thick shaft down my throat by the time we stopped in front of room 221. My hot mouth had worked its magic in those few minutes, because he was now just as anxious as I was to douse the flames in my snatch with a healthy load of come. We raced to the door, where he dropped the key twice while trying to get it unlocked.
We were inside the room before I realized that his hard-on was still sticking out through his fly, so I dropped to my knees to give him a little more oral encouragement. He reached to draw me up off his throbbing organ, pulling me to my feet and kissing me passionately as he began stripping me. It was only seconds before we tumbled onto the bed, me on my back with my widely spread legs in the air. A cry of delight came from my throat as his cock parted my pussy lips and entered my hot slick cunt.
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