When I married Harold, my high school sweetheart, I was still technically a virgin. We had experimented with heavy petting and mutual masturbation, but we hadn’t gone any further than that before our wedding night. Being an only child, I was quite sheltered, and my parents were very protective, so my knowledge of sex was limited. Harold was raised in a similar household, and as a schoolteacher he has always been more interested in academic than in carnal knowledge anyway.
After our graduation Harold went to work for his aunt and uncle in their family business, and I took a job as a corrections officer at a local maximum-security prison. At first both Harold and my family were worried about me working in such a dangerous place, especially as I am only five feet five and 126 pounds, with a 34C-22-35 figure, brown eyes and raven-black hair. But it was a good job, and eventually they became reconciled to the idea.
Once I started working there I found myself subjected to some of the most disgusting, depraved things I could ever have imagined—some of which secretly turned me on. I witnessed men sucking each other’s dick, and even fucking each other in the ass. One day I walked past a man’s cell and saw him naked, perched on his chair like a bird, with his very large blood-engorged cock jerking upward toward his stomach and spraying sperm all over his face and chin in great spurts. His eyes were closed and he was lashing out with his tongue, trying to catch as much of his ejaculation with it as he could. His scrotum hung obscenely off the edge of the chair. His balls were twice as big as my husband’s, and his dick was too, even though he was a much smaller man in stature. I watched with both disgust and a depraved kind of excitement as his massive ejaculation coated his tongue, chin and stomach.
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My husband Frank and I had booked ourselves a two-week vacation at a well-known mountain resort a full year in advance, so both of us were quite devastated when one of Frank’s most important out-of-town business clients called with a major problem, demanding his instant attention, the day before we were to leave. I immediately tried to change our reservations, but was informed that they were booked up for the next few months. I was also told that at this late date our advanced payment was non-refundable.
Frank insisted that I go to the resort by myself, saying that he would join me after resolving his client’s problem. So the next morning the two of us flew off in different directions, with Frank hoping to solve things quickly and join me by the end of the week.
I was picked up at the airport by a resort driver around noon on Sunday, and arrived at the lodge an hour and a half later. I spent an hour unpacking my things, then took a nap, awakening with just enough time to shower and dress for the family-style dinner, which was served each night at 6:30. I wore a simple but short low-cut sundress that displayed my legs and plenty of cleavage, just as I would have if Frank were with me.
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It was a lovely Friday in May when my husband called me from his office, asking me if I would like to meet him for drinks and dinner after work. As he was going on a fishing trip early the next morning and wouldn’t be home until Sunday evening, he though it would be nice to have a night out before he left. I said I would love to, and agreed to meet him at our favorite dinner club about five.
I took a shower and changed into a simple A-line skirt and a white blouse. I liked the way the half-cup bra I wore caused my large nipples to press hard against the blouse, knowing it would make my husband horny to see how other men checked out his wife. The tiny panties I wore couldn’t contain all of my lush pubic hair, and I knew it would drive Walter wild if I should happen to flash him, and “accidentally” expose myself to others as well. This would also guarantee that I would be receiving some great fucking when we got home.
I took a cab, arriving at the club shortly before five. I expected Walter to show up soon afterwards, but a few minutes later he called me on my cell phone to tell me that he would be about an hour late. I told him I would wait for him in the bar, and went to have a drink.
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Last summer, a few months after I had left my home town to take a job in another city, I got a call from an old friend of mine named Max, asking me if I would be the best man at his wedding. I was feeling a bit homesick anyway, so I was glad to accept.
Max said he was marrying a girl named Tina, who had been one of the hottest chicks in our high school class. She had mostly dated guys from other schools, so none of us had ever gotten to sample her mouth-watering charms. I was surprised that Max, of all people, had bagged her—not because he wasn’t an all-right looking guy, but because he was just kind of shy and nerdy, and I couldn’t understand why a girl like her would be attracted to a guy like him. But his family was well off, his father being a very successful businessman, and I couldn’t help wondering if maybe Tina was just in it for the money and security. I liked Max, and decided to find out the truth if I could.
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It was just last summer that I discovered that Lee, my beautiful wife of eight years, was not what she seemed. She had always been, or had appeared to be, rather shy and reserved when it came to sex, and even something of a prude about anything other than straight missionary-type coupling. But I could not complain too much, as she appeared to be a faithful wife, as well as a wonderful mother to our two little girls, in addition to maintaining a successful business career.
Lee has long black hair that flows down to the small of her back, and a 34C-24-36 figure. She has full, sensual lips, penetrating green eyes and the shapeliest legs I’ve ever seen.
One weekend, while Lee was out of town attending a seminar, I took it upon myself to clean out our bedroom closet. While pulling out a bunch of boxes, I came upon a small box that was hidden away behind all the others. Inside this box I found about 20 videotapes, unmarked except for the date on which each one had been recorded.
Curious as to what these tapes contained, I immediately sat down to watch them, starting with the latest one, which was dated just a few weeks ago, the last time Lee had gone on a business trip.
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My grandmother is almost 65, but she is still a very active woman. Her friends have stayed active as well, and I have gotten to know most of them over the years.
One of those friends is a very nice woman named Jane. Jane is 59 years old, with long red hair and green eyes. Her body is curvy but not fat. She was probably pretty hot 10 or 15 years ago, and although she now shows a few wrinkles and a bit of sag here and there, she still keeps herself in pretty good shape for her age.
One night I was out with some friends of mine, and we went to a club that usually caters to an older crowd. We were having a good time when I spotted my grandmother, along with Jane and another woman. They were all dressed nicely, if a bit provocatively, but it was Jane who really caught my eye. She was wearing a black minidress cut to mid-thigh, with a black lace top that allowed a teasing view of her cleavage. The sleeves of the dress were also black lace, and she also wore black stockings and heels. She looked quite alluring for a woman her age. I found myself wondering what she was wearing under her dress, and I felt my cock stir.
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I am a 36-year-old mother of three, and there’s nothing I enjoy more than to be fucked deep inside my hot pussy. Having a nice thick cock sliding in and out of my slick slit is my idea of heaven.
I work as a waitress at a local restaurant. There’s a certain hunk named Kirk who comes in every day, and last week he asked me to go out and have a drink with him. I explained to him that I was a married woman and had three kids at home. His reply was that he didn’t want to steal me from my family—he just wanted to fuck my brains out.
Now my husband is a truck driver, who just then was on a long haul to the west coast and wasn’t going to be back home for three days. This guy was a dreamboat, and judging by the huge bulge between his legs, it promised to be one hell of a night. So I said yes.
I was totally ready for sex by the time I got off work. I called my sister, who was babysitting for me, and asked her if she’d mind keeping the kids overnight. Which meant that this sexy stud and I had the whole night to ourselves. There’s nothing I love more than a good hard fucking after a long day’s work.
As we pulled out of the parking lot I asked Kirk if we could skip getting the drink and just go home and fuck. He seemed amenable to that idea, and in about five minutes we were pulling into my driveway.
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In the remote area where my husband Pete and I live, having an in-ground pool is a luxury. Pete’s best friend Allan lives a few miles away, with his wife and their two school-age kids, and they often stop by to use our pool. Allan and I have always gotten along well, and when his company closed down, and his wife took a new job with a two-hour commute, he became a stay-at-home husband and father, and we spent more time together, with and without his kids. My husband works for the government, so he isn’t around as much as I’d like him to be.
Allan and I often swam together just before sunset, when the day’s heat was fading but the water was still warm.
Not long ago, Allan and the kids stopped by for a dip. The kids, however, decided they’d rather watch cartoons in our large rec room, so Allan went in by himself. Even though I’d had a swim earlier in the day, once the kids were settled down I decided to go out and join him. I can’t tell you the excitement I felt when I discovered he was skinny-dipping in our pool!
My excitement became even more intense when Allan suggested I do the same, since he didn’t want to be the only one doing it. When I asked about the kids, he said they’d be in there watching TV all night if we’d let them, and I knew that was true. So, throwing caution to the wind, I quickly took off my bikini top and dove in with him.
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I have a good friend named Anna, whose father, Phil, never fails to surprise me. He surprised me the most the day I caught him fucking Rosa, their maid. Rosa was a Hispanic woman in her 40s, married, with three kids. Apparently she wasn’t thinking about her family at the time; she was babbling away in Spanish as Phil fucked her hard, almost savagely.
Suddenly Phil saw me and yelled, “Awww shit!” Rosa cried out incoherently, then jumped up, grabbed her clothes and headed for the bathroom. Phil just stood there, his huge cock still throbbing.
“What the hell are you doing here?” he asked. “Were you watching us?”
I nodded.
“Dammit,” he muttered. “Okay, please don’t tell anyone what you saw here, okay?”
I pointed to his cock and asked what he was going to do about that. “Don’t worry about it,” he growled, turning away.
I felt a sudden rush of wickedness. “I could take care of it for you,” I said. “I’ve already had a few cocks, you know.”
He grinned at me then. “Yeah, I’ll bet you’ve had more than a few,” he said.
Without saying anything more, I stepped forward and ran my fingers over his shaft. He closed his eyes in ecstasy. I told him to lie down on the bed, then sat on the side of it and looked at his cock, standing straight up. I wrapped my fingers around it and cupped his balls with my free hand. Then I began slowly pumping his dick.
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I am a 26-year-old married mother of one. My husband is the pastor of a small congregation. I had never been a sexually driven person, but about a year ago I discovered that my husband Jim secretly purchases your monthly publication. I found a stack of them in our basement, but did not confront him about them. I was curious about what he could find so fascinating in reading about other people’s sexual exploits; so I took a couple of issues up to our bedroom, locked the door behind me and started to read.
I couldn’t believe it. I’d had no idea that people actually did such things for real. I had heard about a woman putting a man’s penis in her mouth and sucking it, about women who had sex with more than one man at a time, and even about anal sex; but I truly believed that only prostitutes and women who were hooked on drugs would submit to such humiliating, degrading and vile acts. But I must admit I found myself becoming wet and aroused as I read about a prim and proper housewife, just like me, being licked and sucked between the legs by a strange man. Jim had never done that to me, and the thought really excited me.
My clitoris was throbbing, and I rubbed it lightly with my fingers as I read on. The woman went on to describe how she sucked the man’s penis as he licked her. My excitement rose, and by the time I got to the part where they came together, with her taking his sperm down her throat, I too orgasmed for the first time in my life.
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