Year: 2012

Enjoyable Bachelorette Party

I have been married for almost 2 years now. But I have been unfaithful. I have only been with one other man but many many times. The worst part about it is my affair started on the night before my wedding. I am writing this because I am afraid to tell anyone but I can’t keep it inside of me. My marriage is a good one for the most part. My husband is fairly attractive, a little over weight and out of shape. He is very wealthy, very sweet and understanding. I myself am not so bad either. I was a lingerie model on my way to success before I got involved with my husband. He let me stop working when we decided to get married.

If I hadn’t left the agency I would have been the top model for a line of under wear designed for voluptuous yet slender Asian women just like me. I tried my luck with Victoria’s Secret but I was too short. I am 23 years old 5’2″, 87 lbs, my measurements are 35-21-35 and I don’t know a woman with silkier sexier legs than mine. I could never let my husband know. He would probably forgive me and would try to give what I get out of my affair with Tyrone. But if I had to choose between them, Tyrone would be my pick without any hesitation. I love Michael very much and I thought I would be with Tyrone one time and never see him again. But Tyrone gave me something Michael never could – a very very thick dick and hours of screaming orgasms. My first time with Tyrone, and what I planned on being the only time, I became hopelessly addicted to his huge cock.
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Subway Grind

I’ll cut to the chase and skip the “Oh, I really love my wife….” crap. The truth be told, I’m a horny guy who it turned out married someone as horny if not hornier (hard to believe). And so the story unfolds…

Something just wasn’t adding up. So I followed my busty blonde blue eyed wife one day from work. And what I saw not only rocked me, but almost made me cum in my pants.

It was rush hour in NYC. As I followed her down the stairs of the subway station, I realized she was heading in the opposite direction from home. Hmm?

She darted into a crowded subway car, I barely managed to get in myself. Even though I was just five people away from her, she couldn’t see me. Everything seemed normal enough at the time, with the exception of her detour. I watched her from afar and appreciated her beauty from a different prospective; almost as if she was a stranger.
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Off Campus Fun

“Oh, c’mon! You can study tomorrow. Saturday nights are for parties. You, of all people, should know that!” That would be my friend, Molly. She’s one of those people who won’t take no for an answer, and this time, she wanted me to come to a party with her. If only I had known what I was getting myself into by letting her talk me into going out.

“Alright, I’ll go. Just give me an hour to finish typing this paper and change clothes, and I’ll go.” This is the point where I should probably give you some background information on myself. I’m nineteen years old and attending a small, private college in the Midwest. I’m one of those tall, thin girls with not much in the boob department, but I’ve been told that my ass makes up for it. Guys are constantly smacking it or telling me how good it looks. I do have a boyfriend, and did at the time of this story. (As a side note, he does know *most* of what happened that Saturday night.) Now, on with the story.

Being the kind of person who puts fun before work, I naturally decided to put my paper off until the next day. I spent the hour straightening my hair and squeezing into my tightest pair of pants. Figuring the party would be hot, I put on a tank top and was ready to go.
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Sweet Revenge

Let me introduce myself. My name is Adam. I’m 29, and have been working the City stock markets as a dealer for the last six years. People say that I am arrogant, but to be successful at what I do, one has to have a very forceful personality. I met my wife Christine, or Chris for short, at a works party three years ago. The moment I saw her tall, athletic figure with her long flowing blonde hair, I just knew I had to have her. I usually get what I want, and a few short months later we were married. Chris also has a very stubborn streak, and our inevitable arguments were of a very explosive nature. As I sit here now, thinking back to the events of last night, I can hardly remember how the argument started. Let me see if I can recall some of the details……

It all began last Friday evening as I arrived home from work. As usual, I had stopped off at a local bar in the city for a few drinks with some colleagues, before braving the commuter ride home on the train. As I entered my house, I could smell the aroma of home cooking and knew immediately that Chris had been trying out a new recipe. As the meal progressed, assisted by a couple of classes of good claret we talked casually about our respective days.

“By the way.” I said casually. “We are going to a party tomorrow night. Clive at the office is having a whole bunch of us over to watch the match on cable.”

“What? You didn’t say anything. I had plans for tomorrow!”

“Well you will just have to cancel them. Everyone will be there, and so will we!”

The argument continued late into the evening and into the following morning. As I have said, I usually get my way, and by lunchtime Chris had reluctantly agreed to go to the party. For the whole of the afternoon, she point blank refused to speak to me, ignoring any of my half hearted attempts at reconciliation. By 7pm we were both showered and changed and heading for Clive’s house in the country. Chris had mellowed a little, but was still obviously extremely angry with me. What the hell! I thought, I could just watch the match while she sulked!
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Slut For His Dick

She was on top of him, squirming around, wiggling her ass, and bouncing up and down on his dick. He lay flat on his back, his hands holding on to her thighs, helping her stay on the saddle as she wildly bounced. She was screaming, “Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, this is soooo good!” as she bounced faster and faster. She had hold of her tits, pulling and squeezing the nipples, but her focus was on her pussy and the huge dick she was riding.

The juices were flowing out of her, down his dick, into his thick curly pubic hair, and onto his balls. Faster and faster she went, till she started shaking and shuddering with her orgasm. She collapsed onto him, and he rolled over with her, saying “You aren’t through yet, bitch.”

He stayed inside her, and now it was his turn to pound away at that sweet pussy. He was on top of her now, and had hold of her hips, pulling her toward him, with her legs high in the air. She wrapped them around his shoulders as she started bucking with her second orgasm. “Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit—I’m cumming again—Oh shit, you are so fucking big” she screamed, not in anger but in pure lust. He kept pounding away, long deep strokes, stretching that pussy out as it had never been stretched before. After coming twice, she was almost limp, but he kept on with those deep powerful strokes.
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Katies Special Day

Katie took her time getting dressed – she had to be dressed well for the day, for the day she and her family had been waiting for, for over 6 months. It was a special day for her family and friends. There had been a lot of decisions to make, and everyone had suggestions, but in the end, so she didn’t favour anyone, she decided she would arrive on her own. Hence she was waiting for the time to leave – everyone else had gone on to the venue.

Katie had bought her outfit some time before, not sure whether it would be a hot day. Luckily for someone like her, now aged 24, poised and slim, short black hair, medium height, there was plenty to choose from. It was a hot day – it was hotter than anyone had expected, but the outfit had to be worn – the long sleeve dress. Luckily it was a light beige colour, suitable for the hot weather.

She had wondered whether it would be cold, and decided if it was, she would wear a shawl with it. She wouldn’t need a shawl! She would need little else, and decided that she would only wear a lacy thin bra, and risk not wearing any panties – she would carry some in her handbag in case, but it was so hot she decided to leave them off. Her mind had pored back and forth, but in the end she thought that if she wore them, they got sweaty, it would show under her dress, make her dress cling to them, and that wasn’t good.
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Living Out My Fantasy

For years, I’ve been more than a little curious about sharing a sexual experience with another woman. My husband has been encouraging me to live my fantasy but I hadn’t had the courage or opportunity. But that all changed last week. So let me come out of the closet a little and give you some of the background to my fantasy and how I’ve lived it.

In addition to his regular job, Jeff is a certified massage practitioner and use to give massage lessons to singles and couples years ago. Through that work, he has a few friends in the massage business. A few months ago, after he gave me one of his wonderful sensual massages, I told him of my fantasy to give a sensual massage to a woman and see where it would go. When he was giving lessons, he sometimes used me as the model on the table for the students, but after seeing some of those great female bodies, I wanted to get my hands on one. Based on that thought, he arranged for a female friend of his, Cindy, to give me a massage. He told me she was an old friend of his and that they went to the same massage classes years ago. She had agreed to give me a massage and add some sensuality to it not normally given in a straight massage. This would give me some ideas from a woman’s point of view of what to do if I ever had a chance to live my fantasy with another woman.

I met Cindy one evening at her house. Before we got started, we talked for awhile getting acquainted. She was a very attractive woman, about 40 and easy to talk to. She said that Jeff told her that I wanted to experience a sensual massage from a woman and was that ok. I said sure thinking it would be nothing more than a slow sensual oil massage not much different than a normal one. I was hoping she would at least not drape me with a sheet like most professionals and maybe get close to my upper legs and breasts for some fantasy feelings. She then asked if it would be ok if she also was nude for the massage.
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City Pool Teaser

It was the summer before my junior year in college. As I’ve told you before, I was a piano major at O.S.U. I’d taken the summer off from classes, and I still lived at home with my parents. I had a part time job giving piano lessons at Pontone’s Music Store in Grove City, Ohio, which is a suburb of Columbus. While my Saturday morning lessons were booked solid, weekday afternoons were light. On those weekdays, when the weather was right, I’d lounge around the public pool in Grove City, and most nights I’d see local bands play with my boyfriend Jim.

One Thursday I went to the pool to work on my tan. It was a sunny July afternoon, close to 2:00. Earlier, in the restroom at Pontone’s, I changed into my skimpy blue two piece swimsuit. I pulled on a pair of loose jean cutoffs, added high heeled sandals, a ball cap and my sunglasses. Once at the pool, I walked over to the grassy area. There were a few cute gals sunbathing, but it was not too crowded, and I stopped near an attractive couple playing sun tan lotion touch and feel. Let me add that I have a fine figure, with nice tits and ass, I’m blonde and otherwise thin, 5’5 and 112 pounds.

I found a spot near some guys shooting baskets, and I positioned myself to get the guys’ attention. And their attention I got. One way – which always worked – was to drop my cutoffs while standing up. Unfastening them, I shimmied and let them fall. That done, I placed my towel within a few feet of the basketball court. Still standing, I reached behind and undid my bikini top. Slowly I pulled the straps off each shoulder, teasing the guys, holding my top against my breasts. I laid out on my stomach, giving them and everyone else watching me an ‘accidental’ flash of my bare boobs. Then I rose up on my elbows, so that just my nipples touched my towel. That pose I held for a few minutes, after I noticed the nearby attractive couple checking my bare chest out. Next I dropped back down on my stomach, with my legs spread open, and with nothing but my small bikini bottom keeping me from complete exposure.
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Seducing Greg

Greg really wasn’t into dating in High School. He was heavily into his many activities, especially music, and besides he was too shy to pursue dating. So, off to college he went, inexperienced in the ways of girls and dating.

After being at the university for 6 months, he first met Lisa at work. Lisa and Greg had both been assigned to student work in the Music Library. They were both music majors. Greg was a smart ass know it all conducting major, while Lisa was a confidant and out going sophomore who played the cello. They would talk about music and school gossip during their hours working together. Greg lived in the scholar dorms where he had a single room and communal bathroom. Lisa lived nearby with 3 other girls in an off campus rental house.

Greg had a rather extensive record collection and Lisa and he often discussed the performance interpretations by various artists. Over time Lisa and Greg sometimes walked home together after a stint working at the library and would stop by Greg’s room to listen to some recordings. Lisa eventually began to occasionally stop by unannounced and they would listen to music or just talk. Lisa enjoyed being with Greg, he was interesting to talk to enjoyable to be with. Greg had blue eyes with sandy colored hair and was medium height and slim body. Lisa liked his warm smile and thought he had a great set of buns.

Lisa was interested in Greg but was sort of dating someone else. Also, she never heard Greg talk about girls or old girl friends. Was he not interested in dating? Was he gay? Lisa even quizzed some of her gay friends to see what they knew about him. Other than agreeing that Greg did indeed have a nice ass, they were unaware of his leanings either way. Lisa occasionally mentioned her boyfriend to Greg hoping to get a reaction out of him, or have him remark about some of the girls he might have dated, but he said nothing.

Greg enjoyed spending time with Lisa. She was a smart girl and didn’t let any of his smart remarks go unchallenged. Lisa was short, about 5′ 2″, slim with black curly hair and brown eyes. She had nice “college girl” figure, with firm breasts and a cute butt.
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First Black For My Wife

I felt like someone had just kicked me in the balls. Thats how I felt when my wife told me that she had “gone out with another guy”. We had been married for about seven years ( talk about the itch ) and I thought our marriage was pretty good. My wife is 5’8″ 120lbs brown hair blue eyes with a pretty nice figure……small but firm tits. At first I wanted to get my hands on the bastard I was so fired up so I asked her…..who was it? I must admit I was pretty intrigued about my wife fucking some other guy so the emotions were flying. She mentioned it was “MIKE”. I knew a few guys named Mike but she said “NO” to each one I named. Then the bomb really dropped………it was a black guy that had been after her white pussy for a few weeks. After the shock……..arousal set in and I asked her for some details. Here is what she related:

Mike had been coming into a store that she worked at in the downtown section of town. He was a polite dark skinned Jamaican fellow who was very friendly. As time wore on the conversations became a little more sexual. One time Mike came into the store with a pair of sweatpants on and said to Sandy ” Look what you do to me” and pointed to his genitals. Sandy indicated that his cock was visible running up his sweat pants and bent to the right for what must have been a good 9 inches. My wife just played off the suggestion but her pussy was getting wet thinking about Mike huge cock.

Many suggestions went on and during that time Sandy was making comments to me that she was becoming afraid to work there but never told me specifically why (probably figured it was the only thing that could keep her from getting fucked by that black stud because she knew she couldn’t help herself) but I told her should anything happen to let me know and I would be right down. At this point I knew nothing about her and her new friend.
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