Month: September 2010

Slut Wife Does My Friend

My wife Anna is 5’7″ tall with long black hair and deep brown eyes and has awesome long legs, and a playboy bunny ass. Her breasts are small and firm, but her nipples are incredibly long and sexy when she’s turned on. We’ve always been pretty open towards sex and have shared our fantasies with each other often during our lovemaking.

My number one fantasy has always been to see her pleasure and be pleasured by another man. Recently she has been fantasizing about being taken by a man while I am forced to watch. After much thought, I decided that the timing was right to make both our fantasies come true.

Last Saturday night I invited a good friend of mine named John to come hang out, drink a few beers and smoke some joints. I didn’t tell Anna he was coming by, instead I ran her a hot bath with bubbles and candles and wine….you know, the whole ball of wax. I know that usually after one of her special baths, she’ll put on a real sexy outfit for me and we will spend the evening making passionate love.


Karen tapped Steffi on the shoulder and told her that Miss Peters wanted to see her in her office right away. Steffi finished buttoning her blouse and asked, “Did she say what she wanted?” “Nope,” shot back Karen as she hurried out of the locker room, “she didn’t seem upset or anything, she just wants to seeya!” “Christ,” muttered Steffi, “it’s lunch time and I’m being held over after gym class,” as she scooped up her towel and gym clothes and stuffed them in her back pack. “Karen said you wanted to see me,” Steffi remarked in a questioning voice after knocking on the door frame. “Yes, Steffi, please sit down,” commented Miss Peters, “I have something I wish to discuss with you.” Steffi sat down and waited patiently for the gym teacher to get to the point while in a matter of fact voice, Miss Peters began, “I’ve noticed in gym class that during strenuous exercises your teen breasts seem to bounce much more than normal, I don’t know why, but it’s bad for your chest muscles to have them banging and moving around so much!” Steffi was dumbfounded at this line of inquiry, but she managed to nod her head in agreement and wait for the teacher to continue. “Now it’s quite evident that you have a much larger chest than most of the other girls in your class, but it’s important that you take proper care of your breasts so that they don’t begin to sag prematurely, so what I want to know is if you are wearing a proper sports bra during gym class,” Miss Peters asked? “Oh, yes,” Steffi replied quickly, “here it is,” she said while fishing it out of her back pack and handed it to Miss Peters who carefully studied the sweaty garment for several seconds before returning her gaze to Steffi. Of course, with a chest your size, this will not do at all,” she opined while flipping the gray bra back to Steffi, “this will not do at all.”

Sam Has a Wild Night

My name is Samantha, but my friends call me Sam. I had been dating Jake for a little over a year and a half. We were both juniors at State University and had met at the end of our freshman year. He was a great guy who I was probably going to spend the rest of my life with, and the sex was absolutely amazing. Never once was there a dull moment and we always kept it exciting. This is the story of one of those nights.

I’ve always had a craving for girls that has gone unsatisfied. I love the way their skin feels to the touch, as soft as anything imaginable. Sometimes in class I would find myself daydreaming of someone I had met the weekend before, wishing I could sink my tongue into her mouth and explore her body with my hands. I had never told Jake this, because he would have pushed me to try it. It wasn’t that I needed a push, I needed the right girl. I wanted a girl who was like me, because after all, it wasn’t only for me, but for Jake too, but he didn’t know that. I knew his tastes and they complimented mine quite nicely.

You see, I’m about 5’7″ and well toned with a large B cup, shoulder length brown hair with killer hips. I mean my butt is my best asset and I love looking at ripe round asses. The only thing different about me that I like on a girl is long blonde hair. I love imagining that little tuft of barely visible blonde hair just above beautifully shaven lips. I have quite often amused myself at night to this and many similar thoughts.