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  • Babysitter Stripper

    It took a long time to find a babysitter for my infant child, but when my wife called one day to say she had found the perfect girl, I was thrilled that we’d finally be able to go out once again. My wife was beautiful, she had nice D cup breasts and a delicious body, but our sex life had been sapped by the arrival of a baby. At 25 we were both overwhelmed by the responsibilities of children and careers and we hadn’t had much time for each other.

    Our first date in a year occurred a week later when we went out to a movie and dinner. The babysitter was a stunningly beautiful 18 year old named Victoria, who was getting ready to attend college the next year. Victoria was every man’s fantasy, a chirpy, big –breasted, thin girl with a gorgeous face and long, Italian brunette hair. The first time I saw her I nearly had an instant erection. My wife had found her through a co-worker, apparently she was an in-demand babysitter, and at least from my perspective, I could see why. She arrived in a short black skirt and a low cut top, and after making arrangements with my wife we both left her to sit with the kid. At the movie and dinner I enjoyed my alone time with my wife, but Victoria stayed in my mind. That night, my wife drove Victoria home, and I jerked off while she was gone.(to my disappointment). When my wife got home I threw her into bed and make passionate love to her, but again Victoria was nagging me with thoughts of her sumptuous body.

    Over the next several months Victoria babysat for us about every two weeks, and the routine continued. I gradually got to know her through our short, two minute encounters. One night, my wife drank too much wine and asked me to take Victoria home instead. I obliged, and realizing I needed to write Victoria a check for her work, I quickly sat down at the kitchen table and opened the checkbook. As I was writing Victoria walked by, accidentally dropping some of her makeup on the floor. I couldn’t help but stare as she bent over to pick it up, giving me a view to die for. Her pleated skirt was just the right length, rising just high enough to give me a peak of a sexy black thong. I had an instant hard-on, and suddenly she caught my gaze and blushed. I continued writing, but we both knew that I had been looking and enjoying the view.

    I drove her home after her little bending over incident, but she seemed extra interested in me in a way that she hadn’t happened before. She laughed at my mini-jokes that weren’t funny, she smiled at me, and I swear that she pressed those sexy breasts together just to give me a view as she sat in the passenger seat. In the weeks that followed the flirting continued, I even caught one glare from my wife, but I figured it was just playful fun. About eight weeks after my gaze, I drove Victoria home again. This time Victoria started asking about the health of my marriage and my sex life. I told her that I loved my wife, but our sex life was a bit boring. She said that was too bad, and then she told me about her sex life. Apparently she had a boyfriend who had gotten pretty serious, and the implicit message was that she wasn’t a virgin. They had a hard breakup three months back, and now Victoria was out on the prowl, looking for a decent man. She finished her story as we pulled up to her house, and I said “Ok, See ya next time.” As she got out, she smiled, her red bra was visible all the way around her low cut tank top, and she climbed out of the car. This time though, she gave me a deliberate view of her red panties. They were see through boy shorts that hugged her beautiful ass, and I nearly burst in my pants. We smiled at each other as she walked away; I rushed home to masturbate and fuck my wife.
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  • Neighbors Wife

    I just witnessed a very hot lady fuck a roomful of guys and had to tell about it. I am 45 years old and live in a medium size city located in the western United States. This is pretty conservative territory, so I have never had the opportunity to participate in any wife swapping parties or orgies. I have heard rumors of a few, but that is about it. I am happily married to a great woman, Jane, who loves sex as much as I do and as far as I know she is also satisfied with our marriage.

    Our next door neighbors are not so lucky. Bill and Shelly are in their late-twenties and have had a pretty stormy relationship since moving in three years ago. This is the second marriage for both of them. They have been separated a couple of times that I know of, but always end up back together. Shelly is a hot number with nice tits and a full round ass. She looks like she is made for fucking but Bill always acts like his sex life is only average. Bill is a great guy who likes to hunt and fish and is gone most weekends enjoying his recreation. His being gone seems to contribute to the stress in his marriage.

    It was a hot Saturday and I had committed to Jane that I would build a patio and rock fireplace in our back yard while she was out of town with one of our sons at a basketball camp. A few of my friends had volunteered to help. As the day wore on, it got hotter and hotter. About the time we were all ready for a break, one of the guys reported that my neighbor was laying in the sun in a very small bathing suit and encouraged us to take a look. I felt like a dumb shit spying on my neighbor, but I had seen Shelly’s ass before in a bathing suit and it was truly worth seeing. Well, we were too loud and Shelly saw what we were doing. She rolled over on her back and raised up. There were four or five of us staring at her through the fence and I am sure she could make us out.

    She yelled “enjoying the view!” I was totally embarrassed and yelled out an apology. To my surprise, Shelly got up and walked over to the fence and told us it was perfectly alright. She said she enjoyed having men admire her body. She was wearing a white thong two piece suit which left little to the imagination. Her nipples were sticking out and I swear I could see the outline of her cunt through the bottoms. I apologized again and we retreated. For the rest of the afternoon, all the guys could talk about was Shelly.
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  • Wife and Friend Have a Night Out

    My wife was scheduled to go out with her cousin for the evening. Her cousin, Gina, had flown in for the week and they were going to a local hangout that was by one of the marinas. There was a large Tiki Bar where bands played every Saturday night. I was to watch the kids while she had her girls’ night out.

    They were both dressed to kill. My lovely wife was wearing a black mini skirt with a halter top and new bra that accentuated her 38 DD’s very nicely along with a pair of 4 in black leather boots. Her cousin was built very similar to my wife except she was about 5’7″ where Christine is 5’2″. Gina was in a pair of leather pants and tank top also with the “girls” up and out for everyone to see followed by high heeled platform shoes. Gina had just finished going through a long drawn out divorce and needed some fun time and my wife was all too happy to oblige. With Christine being a stay at home mom, I had no problem taking the kids for her to get out for some excitement and all around adult time.

    The ladies left and I told them to enjoy themselves. They giggled a response of, “We sure will!!!” and off they went. I had arranged for a car to take them and bring them to Gina’s parent’s house after the night was over since they lived closer to the marina and it would allow them more time together.

    Needless to say I did not find out what happened until the next evening. Christine and I were lying in bed and she started stroking my cock and looking at me with a mischievous grin and gleam in her eyes.

    “You’re in a horny mood tonight?” I asked.
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  • Beth Gets Around

    I don’t know what first made me suspicious that my wife was fooling around on the side. Beth is a striking brunette with large brown eyes and a gorgeous body. She didn’t have a lot of sexual experience before we married ten years ago, and I guess you’d say we had a pretty vanilla sex life.

    Until recently, that is. Then I noticed that she wanted to try some new sex positions and that sort of thing. I wondered if she was screwing one of my friends or her best friend’s husband.

    But nothing clicked until I realized she always arranged to be at home when the gardener, Jorge, came by. He often volunteered to do extra chores around the yard at no charge, too. He’s a very well-built, dark- haired Latino guy, in his late twenties, so I could understand her interest in him. I decided to sneak home when he was there to see what was up.

    One Monday recently when I knew the gardener was supposed to come by, I told Beth that I had to drive to a client’s office that is about a two-hour drive from where we live. But instead I drove to a coffee shop, killed about an hour flirting with a waitress, and drove toward home. Parking on the next street, I approached our house thru the park that runs behind it. I stood in the trees and looked into our yard.

    Sure enough, the gardener was there, but so was his helper, another good-looking Hispanic man in his early twenties. I was a bit disappointed, figuring nothing would happen with this other guy around. I could not have been more wrong.

    Beth came out the back door, glanced around, and called Jorge over to her. She stood very close to him, her ripe breasts about to burst out of her soft grey baby t-shirt. They spoke for a few minutes before signaling to Jorge’s co-worker to join them. Then, to my shock, Beth led them into the house.
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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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  • 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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  • Black Army Wife

    Being from a poor black family, after I finished college, I had to do four years in the Army to pay back what my ROTC scholarship didn’t cover. . I was commissioned a second lieutenant and assigned as a platoon leader in an infantry company. I had married LaShonda while in college and I lucked out managing to get a small married-officer quarters on the base where I was stationed.

    Things were pretty tough and money was tight. One night our commanding officer, Colonel Rose, treated all the junior officers to drinks at the ‘O’ club. Rose turned out to be quite a drinker and was soon blitzed. I offered to drive him back to his quarters so he wouldn’t get busted by the MPs and he accepted.

    I have to admit I was kissing his ass a little, but you have to do such things to get ahead in the army today, especially when you’re black-it’s still a white man’s army.

    En route home I thought I’d stop at my place and introduce Rose to LaShonda. I had this vision that my wife and Rose’s wife would soon meet and become friends, which wouldn’t be bad for my career, either. I thought my hospitality would do no harm to my career prospects and I knew that LaShonda wouldn’t mind.

    Colonel Rose is about 38. He’s a very big, imposing man about six feet three and probably around 300 pounds. He is white and played football at West Point. He always seemed aloof to the junior officers but I figured this was just the way Colonels had to act.

    I drove Rose back in my old car to find that LaShonda was still out clubbing with her friends. I offered Colonel Rose a tumbler of scotch and sat in the living room chatting with him. It seemed strange seeing him in such a relaxed mood, as he was always so stern when on duty. We sank a couple more scotches and then LaShonda got back.

    She is usually shy, had obviously had had a lot to drink and was very giggly and talkative when she staggered into the room. I thought, “Oh God! Don’t let her do anything to embarrass me now!”

    At first she was taken aback by the unexpected surprise of Colonel Rose, but she soon broke the ice by saying, “Just what I need… two lovely men!” I could see Colonel Rose’s face light up immediately. Sensing that LaShonda was probably more than a little drunk I suggested quietly to Rose that, perhaps, I should take him back to his quarters now.
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  • Visiting Old Friends

    Last year I had to take a trip to one of our plants on the west coast so I called up an old friend Mike and suggested we meet for dinner. He transferred about 5 years earlier but had recently left the company and I had not met up with him in 2-3 years and not seen his wife since they moved.

    My wife and I were always good friends with Mike and Molly and they are about the same age as us but Molly was the opposite of my wife. My wife was 5″1 and very petite even after 3 kids. Molly was about 5’8″ with a nice body with a few extra pounds after kids but still very sexy. I always caught myself staring at her sexy boobs wanting to touch them but thinking I would never get the chance. Even my wife commented that Molly had nice tits.

    I got there on Sunday and I met them for dinner on Monday at their house. It was a nice dinner and then we sat on the patio and talked until 1am before I headed back to the hotel. We talked about meeting up on Wednesday and Mike said he had to check some things and would get back to me.

    Molly was looking hotter than even and had lost probably 15-20 pounds which really made her breasts stand out with her nipples getting hard as the cool breeze came in. More than once I caught myself flirting with Molly and Mike seemed to almost encourage it and Molly was flirting right back. When I got back to the hotel room I had to jack off to the thought of those delicious boobs and pictured myself spraying all over them.
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  • Cut and Blow

    “You look very nice today.”

    “Why, thank you,” the hairdresser replied crisply. “In about fifteen minutes, if you allow me to finish, then so might you.”

    He suppressed a grin and caught the eye of a passing assistant. Around twenty, short blonde hair, tits out to here and legs to die for. Not that he was looking.

    “Hi, have we met?” he flashed a smile. “Guy Pearson.”

    The girl simpered a little, and blushed shyly. “Pleased to meet you, Mr Pearson.”

    “You’ve met him, Annette,” Cynthia ushered her away. “He comes once a month.”

    “And on holidays,” Guy added.

    “Oh, right, I just, I mean, you know, I was being polite.”

    “Well, get back to whatever you were doing. And you, Mr Pearson,” she leaned over Guy to block his view of Annette’s departing rear, “should be ashamed. That girl could be your daughter.”

    “Impossible, she has blue eyes.”

    “It says something, I suppose, that you noticed.”

    “And also great tits.” He shook his head wistfully. “All the women in my family are flat-chested.”
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  • Bar Room Slut and Stripper

    “Do you really have to go out now, Den?” said Janet, her lips forming into a sullen pout, “can’t you stay home just this once? I could make it worth your while!” She playfully lifted her short skirt, giving her husband a quick glimpse of her black lace panties and creamy white thighs.

    “Oh, Janet!, you know I always go out for a quick beer on a Sunday lunchtime. It’s like a religion! It’s one of the few times all the guys can get together these days.”

    Dennis had to admit, the sight of his wife’s panty covered crotch rarely failed to get his blood pumping. But he had to be strong. He could see that Janet was feeling sexy, and in this mood, if she got her way, he wouldn’t see the inside of his local pub until next week.

    “I’ll be back before you know it baby!” he said as he slipped his jacket on and made a movement towards the front door. His wife, though, was not about to give up so easily.

    “Fine! I’ll come with you then!”

    In a near panic, Den searched his mind for an excuse for her not to join him, but he was a blank.

    “You won’t enjoy it much, it’s just a bunch us guy’s talking and drinking”, he said somewhat lamely. But his wife seemed to have made up her mind and was already searching for her coat. He briefly thought about agreeing with her initial demand and dragging her back up to the bedroom for a good session of sex, but he thought that would be too obvious. There really was nothing he could do to stop her now!

    Janet had not bothered to change out of her short skirt and thin halter top, and as they entered the dark pub, a few heads turned to look at her. Den could hardly blame them. At thirty four, his wife was still a great looker. Her blonde hair framed a heart shaped face and tumbled over her shoulders in wispy curls. Her legs were long and slender, an extra two inches added to her height with the heeled sandals that she wore and the halter top did little to conceal the ample charms of her breasts. He felt proud when other men looked at her.
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