I am a 26-year-old divorced mother of three. I am five feet two and weigh 120 pounds. My tits are rather large for a woman my size, and my bubble butt always attracts men like moths to a flame. My eyes are emerald green, my skin is ivory white, and my hair is very dark and flows down to my ass. I am a registered nurse, and I love my job.
A little over two years ago, shortly after my divorce, I answered an ad for an RN position offering very good pay and benefits. The company was a sub-contractor for the Department of Corrections, and the position was at a nearby maximum security prison. I’ll admit that I was a little intimidated at first, knowing that I was going to be working among a collection of murderers, rapists and child molesters. I knew that most of those men were never getting out, and that most of them were never going to get any pussy again, either.
I’m writing this letter to share with you something that happened a few months ago. I did something then that I should not have done, and now I can’t seem to stop doing it, and truthfully I don’t want to stop.
I am 24 years old, five feet seven and 125 pounds, with strawberry-blonde hair. I have been married for four years. I love my husband and we have a wonderful sex life, but for some time I had been aware that there were a lot of things I still hadn’t experienced and that I really wanted to try.
Last April my husband Don and I had a small party at our place. Don drank a bit too much and ended up passing out, so a couple of the guys helped me take him upstairs and put him in bed.
Kyle is my lover and my darling, and there is nothing he likes better than to show me off to other men, and also to let them have me while he watches. Fortunately, this is what I like most also, so it all works out just wonderfully for everybody.
I am a 25-year-old woman with long brown hair, brown eyes and a damn good body. I also happen to be married—but not to Kyle.
Last night we were out driving and we stopped to get some gas. Kyle had my tits out by the time we pulled up to the pumps, and the attendant got a good look at them as he pumped the gas. Kyle then opened his pants and pulled my head into his lap, and I started sucking his cock. When the attendant came over to get the money, all he said was, “America! I love America—it’s so free here, and so great! I love America!” He stayed and watched as I kept sucking Kyle until he came. Then Kyle paid him and we left. We will most likely make a few trips back to that gas station in the future.
It is a rare thing for my husband Nick to express interest in screwing another woman, but when he does I never stand in his way, because God knows I certainly get more than my share of strange cock. I’m a really horny woman, and I keep my husband well satisfied, but occasionally he will get a yen to fuck somebody else, which is just fine, as I know he loves me as I love him.
A few months ago we went to a party at a neighbor’s house, and when we returned Nick was all over me the minute I got into bed. He was eager to fuck, and quickly reached down to feel my pussy as I opened my legs to accommodate him. He found it already wet and warm, and immediately asked me if someone had buttered his bun for him. I told him it wasn’t buttered yet, just warmed up and ready, because our hostess’s 18-year-old son Cal, who was home from college for the summer, had come on to me in the kitchen, and I had let him feel me up through my panties for a minute before stopping him. I added that I wouldn’t have minded letting him do more, but it just wasn’t the time or the place.
I was in the shower when my husband got home, so I didn’t know he was there until he crept into the shower stall, put his hands over my eyes and whispered, “Guess who.” I knew it was him, but I said teasingly, “Damn it, Sam, I told you to go away before my husband comes home and catches us!”
I felt Les’s erection spring up against my ass as he said, “Damn, did that bastard finally get into your panties after all?”
I laughed as I turned to face him, saying, “I knew it was you, honey, and I was just teasing you. You know I would never fuck Sam without your permission. He is hot though, and I just can’t stop thinking about that cock of his. His ex-wife says it’s the biggest one she ever saw, and I’d love to try taking it on.”
Les said nothing, but immediately bent me over the bench in the shower stall and slipped seven inches of rock-hard cock into my always ready pussy. We were soon fucking like two animals in heat, exploding in simultaneous orgasms in about four minutes.
Well, it wouldn’t be the first time I had gone to a cocktail party with a pussy full of my husband’s love cream. I hastened to get dressed, and when Les asked me to leave my bra off, I happily did so. It wouldn’t be the first time for that either.
I am a 55-year-old married woman with short dirty blonde hair, five feet five inches tall and 145 pounds. I’m slightly plump, but a lot of men seem to love my few extra pounds, which is the reason for this letter.
The first time it happened was about five years ago. My husband was working, as usual, and I was at a local home improvement store. I’d only been there for a few minutes when I noticed a young man following me around. He pretended to be browsing, but I soon realized he was checking me out. He was maybe 20 years old, and actually quite good-looking. I had stopped at this store intending to pick up a few minor items, and here I was thinking about picking up a guy not even half my age!
When I caught him checking me out for about the fourth time I smiled at him, causing him to blush furiously. I then began talking to him, and soon figured out what he wanted from me, though he was too shy to ask. It took a lot of flirting and teasing before he got up the nerve to come out with it.
Olivia is my best friend’s mom. I’m 18 and she is 41, but she’s still very hot for a woman her age who has had four kids. She and I have been having sex for some time now, though not as often as I’d like. And she won’t let me fuck her pussy. She’s a real cock-teaser too. She always wears short, sexy skirts, tight tops and heels.
My favorite outfit of hers is a short black mini-dress, which she wears with lacy stockings and high heels. She’ll strut around the room in it just to tease me, and then she’ll have me sit in a chair, cock in hand, as she lies on the floor rubbing her cunt, pulling up that short skirt and spreading her legs, until I shoot my come onto her, and she laughs. A variation on this is when she lies on the bed, her thighs open so I can see up her skirt, then has me rub my cock all over her vaginal lips and upper thighs until I cover her pubic area with come, which she then massages into her skin, making herself come that way, then licks the excess off her fingers. If I’m really lucky she’ll let me lick her pussy clean, but not stick my cock in her.
One day she wore a new dress that she bought just for me. It was the hottest, shortest, sexiest dress she ever wore, and my cock started throbbing the instant I saw her in it. She modeled it for me, striking several poses and getting me more excited by the minute. When she got on her hands and knees, her incredible ass took my breath away.
I met my wife Glenda in college, and we hit it off right away. She may not have been the most gorgeous woman in the world, but she made me happy. She was a little plump, though not fat, and I liked her very round butt and large tits. And she was a good fuck too.
After we married we had two daughters, and Glenda stopped working to raise them. Once she did that she began to gain weight; her breasts got bigger, and she went from a size eight to a size 12. She also began wearing loose-fitting, frumpy clothes to help hide her burgeoning figure.
When our sex life began to falter as a result of these changes, I tried to spice things up by asking her about her past lovers. I told her I was sure I wasn’t the only guy turned on by her big tits and big ass.
Well, that was a mistake! Glenda was hurt by the “big ass” comment. I apologized, but she wasn’t having any. She really took it as an insult, and the first thing she did was to cut off sex. She had done that before, so I wasn’t totally surprised, but she kept brushing off my sexual advances for months.
Furthermore, she went on a strict diet. Health food replaced junk food in the fridge and the cupboards. Low-cal recipes became the norm, and she began walking and riding her bike daily. Gradually I realized that she was losing a lot of weight, although it was hard to tell because she still wore loose clothes, and she hadn’t undressed in front of me in months.
When I was a young girl my brother Curtis and his friends always used to pick on me, sometimes being downright mean. Things began to change subtly as we got older, but most of the time they either ignored me or chased me away. But one day when I was 18, that all changed.
I had gone over to my brother’s friend Larry’s house to visit his sister Ellen, but she wasn’t home. As I was leaving I saw Larry and three more of my brother’s friends—Sam, Kevin and Mike—heading for the old tree house in Larry’s back yard. I laughed to myself, thinking they were way too old to play in a tree house, the way they did when we were little.
I waited for a few minutes, then snuck up the ladder to see what they were doing, fully expecting that they’d catch me and chase me away. But when I got up there I saw that they were far too preoccupied to notice me. Spread around on the floor were a bunch of adult magazines, and all four of them had their pants down and were jerking off.
As I peered in at this scene I suddenly felt my nipples start to tingle, and my still virgin pussy get wet. They were talking about some of the models in the magazines, and suddenly Kevin groaned, and I saw him coming. I couldn’t help letting out a gasp, and when I did they all looked up in fear and shock. They scrambled to pull their pants on, and someone swore and said that now I would probably run off and tell everyone about their circle jerk.
I’m an 18 year old college sophomore, living at home. Recently I was having dinner with my girlfriend Judy, and we started talking about her latest breakup. I expected her to be upset, but she really didn’t seem to be, and as she went on to explain things I understood why. She told me that she and her dad’s business partner had been having an affair.
“You mean Stephen?” I asked. “He’s a lot older than you.”
“True,” she said. “But he knows how to fuck.”
I was more than a little surprised, and to be honest, I was envious too, as her dad’s partner is a real hunk. I realized that older men can be pretty sexy, and experienced too. My pussy actually started to tingle slightly as I thought about it.
When I returned home that night my mom’s boyfriend Cal was there, and suddenly I was looking at him in a different way than I ever had before. I went to my room and rubbed my pussy until I got off. Then I started thinking of a plan to seduce my mom’s boyfriend.