After a week of flirting with our new neighbor, plus one or two covert feels of her ample tits and cushiony ass, I was more than ready to fuck her. The next week, on my day off, when my wife was at work and the kids at school, right after Candice’s husband left for work our phone rang and she told me to “come on over.”
Beautiful Candice met me at the door, and before it was shut we were kissing. Between kisses she said, “It has to be quick. I have an appointment in a half-hour.” I said okay, and she asked, did I have a condom? I didn’t. Damn!
“Okay,” she said, “we’ll do it this way.” She turned around and leaned over her kitchen table and flipped her dress up. Her ass looked totally incredible encased in black satin panties, but I soon had them pulled down and she parted her feet as I dropped my pants while rubbing that puffy cunt and ass from behind. There was no lube close at hand, so I grabbed a tub of margarine and used that to lube up.
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That evening I went to my friend Corinne’s around six, knowing that neither she nor her mom would be home and her dad would be relaxing in his recliner after a hard day’s work. I opened the door and called out Corinne’s name. Martin called out from the living room that he was the only one there.
I heard the evening news on the TV as I sat my books down and reached under my skirt to adjust my panties so the crotch was pulled into my pussy lips. I had shaved my fuzz last night so when I flashed Martin he’d see my cute bald pussy. I was going to get him today as payback for Corinne not only stealing my boyfriend but fucking my dad. We’d always shared everything, but we were 18 now and this was going too far!
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.
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…
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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In college a friend of mine invited me to go to a 21st-birthday party for a friend of hers, a guy whose parents were apparently loaded and paid a small fortune for him to have a good time with his friends. Everyone had to dress formally, so I slipped my petite frame into a dress with turquoise sequins—with nothing underneath!—and a pair of heels. There were close to 100 people at the ritzy hotel where the party was held, and I should have been on my best behavior, but after two or three glasses of champagne I became very flirtatious and downright naughty.
The party was spread over three different rooms. My friend and I were talking to some guys in one of the smaller rooms. After a while my friend went dancing in another room and I was left talking to these guys alone. I began flirting heavily with all of them. I love being the center of attention, so I was in my element. Like I said, I was kind of drunk, so when one of the guys suggested I get up on a table and show them some dirty dancing, I was up for it. Read More…
My husband and I were high school sweethearts and married right out of school. After ten years and three kids, our sex life was failing and we didn’t know what to do. I confided in my sister, and she said I should do something that would really turn Neal on. I asked him what he’d really like me to do, and he said he wanted to see me get fucked by another guy. I was speechless, but willing to try anything, so after some thought I said I would do it.
A week later Neal called me around lunchtime and said he would be bringing someone home with him that night after work. Right away I knew what he meant. I was nervous all afternoon, and took a shower and shaved my legs, then put on a sexy evening dress and black thigh-high stockings. I sent the kids to my mother’s house for the night and got everything ready.
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My friend Tommy is a male whore. He’s a good guy and great friend, but when it comes to the ladies he’ll stop at nothing to get what he wants. Back in high school he made a list of the sexual things he wanted to accomplish, and he kept a journal of all his conquests: the girls’ names, what they did for him, how far they let him go, and how they rated in his eyes. To a woman he might seem like a pig, but to us guys he was a god!
We shared a dorm room in college, and when I found out he was still keeping his journal I asked him if I could take a look at it. He told me to help myself.
I was sitting in the front office of the messenger service where I work, and I was bored. It was near the end of the shift, and all the other messengers had gone for the day. Then the phone rang. The dispatcher answered it, and when he got off he told me that the office manager at a large financial firm needed a special delivery of invoices and envelopes. He told me I could go home after making the delivery, and he would clock me out for the day at the end of my shift.
The financial firm had often used our services, and I knew the office manager. Her name was Helen and she was a gorgeous 35-year-old with shoulder-length dark hair, nice tits and a curvy ass. She was married, but she had let me fuck her once in her office, and I know she had let one or two other messengers fuck her as well. I remembered she kept condoms in her desk drawer, and my cock grew hard as I drove over to her office building.
I am a 23-year-old college senior, and I’m due to graduate in a few months. Being a fairly tall, Italian-American girl with dark hair, dark eyes and a curvy figure, I tend to get my share of attention from guys. Especially when I wear some of my hottest outfits, which I like to do when I go clubbing.
Last month my girlfriends and I went out to a trendy club, and I wore a new dress that was pretty daring even for me. It’s a shiny, silvery metallic dress, with a very short hemline and a sarong top that exposes most of my back and lots of cleavage. There are also two very strategic cuts on the hips to show some extra flesh. It’s so tight and so revealing that I can’t wear panties or a bra with it, and that really turns me on. So it works two ways—guys get horny looking at me in the dress, and I get horny because I’m not wearing underwear.
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