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		<title>Buddy Fuck</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Nov 2011 21:08:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My Wife Andrea worked for an economic development company that traveled with business leaders to different cities to entice companies to move to our city. On one of these trips she was with two fellows who we actually knew pretty well. Andrea and these guys had done these trips before and always had a great [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My Wife Andrea worked for an economic development company that traveled with business leaders to different cities to entice companies to move to our city. On one of these trips she was with two fellows who we actually knew pretty well. </p>
<p>Andrea and these guys had done these trips before and always had a great time. They were very friendly, but had never had any sexual contact; just friendly flirting as friends will do. This particular night in San Diego, they were in a party mood and went to a bar to have a few drinks. At the bar, Andrea sat on a bar stool facing the room while her two friends stood on each side of her. </p>
<p>A table full of guys started flirting with Andrea by making comments about her legs. Evidently, they were getting a good look at her legs as she was on a high stool and they were right in front of her at a table. That put them much lower and at eye level with her good looking long legs. </p>
<p>The guys were just having some fun and she was enjoying crossing her legs and recrossing them. She had on a very business-like dress that buttoned up the front (her favorite for obvious reasons) and had it undone just a little. </p>
<p>She had on sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose with no panties and high heels.<br />
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		<title>My Slutty Date</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 15:48:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[One night, my date and I went to see a show at the local theater. Apparently, because it was a late show, and because it was during the middle of the week, there weren&#8217;t many people in the place. We sat in the back, as usual we usually did. The movie that we were watching [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One night, my date and I went to see a show at the local theater. Apparently, because it was a late show, and because it was during the middle of the week, there weren&#8217;t many people in the place. We sat in the back, as usual we usually did. </p>
<p>The movie that we were watching was a romantic thriller that was going around at the time (perhaps you heard of &#8220;9-1/2 weeks&#8221;?). It just was starting to get interesting as the actors started to get into one of the make-out scenes. That&#8217;s when my date placed her hand on my lap and started to rub my throbbing boner. </p>
<p>I hadn&#8217;t expected this from her since this was our first date out together. I was presently surprised that she was showing interest in my equipment so early in our relationship.<br />
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		<title>Strangers In the Night</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 09:39:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s another cold night in the Windy City as Sharon leaves her job as a dancer at the Titty Lounge. Tonight was a better than average night for the young ebony teen (having just turned nineteen the month before). In her backpack-like purse she has well over $300 dollars in profits. &#8220;Not bad for an [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s another cold night in the Windy City as Sharon leaves her job as a dancer at the Titty Lounge. Tonight was a better than average night for the young ebony teen (having just turned nineteen the month before). In her backpack-like purse she has well over $300 dollars in profits.</p>
<p>&#8220;Not bad for an eight hour shift,&#8221;she thinks as she waits in the plastic chairs of the Greyhound bus terminal for the bus that will take her to Gary, Indiana, a 30 to 45 minute trip.</p>
<p>Though winter is firmly gripping the area (No ice or snow, though. Thankfully.), Sharon is only wearing a light microskirt and a yellow halter-top that shows off her double D&#8217;s to maximum advantage. Normally she would change before heading for the terminal, but tonight some bitch had poured champagne in her duffel bag.</p>
<p>Thinking of this, Sharon can only smile. It&#8217;s not her fault that she regularly gets the high paying customers or the most ardent regulars. At only 5&#8242; 2&#8243;, 115 pounds, with a coffee complexion and light green (not contacts) eyes, she is the most exotic woman in the club. It also doesn&#8217;t hurt that she has a 48&#8243; bubble ass that is often clad in only a g-string. On one firm cheek is the tattoo of her stage name, Cherish.</p>
<p>&#8220;The bus for Gary&#8230;&#8221;<br />
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		<title>Bar Room Slut and Stripper</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 May 2011 14:15:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Do you really have to go out now, Den?&#8221; said Janet, her lips forming into a sullen pout, &#8220;can&#8217;t you stay home just this once? I could make it worth your while!&#8221; She playfully lifted her short skirt, giving her husband a quick glimpse of her black lace panties and creamy white thighs. &#8220;Oh, Janet!, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Do you really have to go out now, Den?&#8221; said Janet, her lips forming into a sullen pout, &#8220;can&#8217;t you stay home just this once? I could make it worth your while!&#8221; She playfully lifted her short skirt, giving her husband a quick glimpse of her black lace panties and creamy white thighs. </p>
<p>&#8220;Oh, Janet!, you know I always go out for a quick beer on a Sunday lunchtime. It&#8217;s like a religion! It&#8217;s one of the few times all the guys can get together these days.&#8221; </p>
<p>Dennis had to admit, the sight of his wife&#8217;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&#8217;t see the inside of his local pub until next week. </p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;ll be back before you know it baby!&#8221; 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.</p>
<p>&#8220;Fine! I&#8217;ll come with you then!&#8221; </p>
<p>In a near panic, Den searched his mind for an excuse for her not to join him, but he was a blank.</p>
<p>&#8220;You won&#8217;t enjoy it much, it&#8217;s just a bunch us guy&#8217;s talking and drinking&#8221;, 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!</p>
<p>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.<br />
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		<title>At The Window</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Mar 2011 12:56:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As he walked into the living room of their second floor apartment fresh from his morning shower, he saw her bent at the waist and leaning out the open window, apparently talking to Mrs. Smith, the landlady who usually sat downstairs on a lawn chair in the front yard watching the world go by. The [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As he walked into the living room of their second floor apartment fresh from his morning shower, he saw her bent at the waist and leaning out the open window, apparently talking to Mrs. Smith, the landlady who usually sat downstairs on a lawn chair in the front yard watching the world go by. The curtains were closed and only her bottom half emerged from between them. She was wearing one of her ratty old sweatpants and stood leaning on one leg, with her hips off to the side, one cheek a little higher than the other. </p>
<p>At that exact moment, the way the thick cloth draped and accented the shape of her ass looked very good to him. He thought about how she had looked earlier, walking around the apartment in his old, oversize sweatshirt. Obviously braless underneath, he had enjoyed the gentle swaying of her breasts pushing against the fabric as she moved about. </p>
<p>Without really thinking about it, he walked over to where she was, stood behind her, pulled the window down as far as he could without hurting her, and locked it in position with the anti-burglar lock. She was a little startled, but Mrs. Smith was still talking, so she acted as if nothing was happening. She felt him grab her hips and grind his crotch into her ass. Out of the corner of her mouth, through clenched teeth, so Mrs. Smith would think she was still paying attention, she whispered, &#8220;What the hell are you doing?&#8221; </p>
<p>&#8220;Whatever I want,&#8221; he said, and she felt him pull away and begin ripping the sweatpants down the seam at the back.<br />
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		<title>The Dirty Dance Floor</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Dec 2010 16:53:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I saw them dancing out on the floor together, I didn&#8217;t think anything of it. Girls can dance together all the time and people don&#8217;t give it a second thought. In fact, it made them look available and care free. The light show enveloped them, and the dark corners seemed to be their playground. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I saw them dancing out on the floor together, I didn&#8217;t think anything of it. Girls can dance together all the time and people don&#8217;t give it a second thought. In fact, it made them look available and care free. The light show enveloped them, and the dark corners seemed to be their playground. I watched as the strobe made their movements surreal, downed a couple of beers and went out onto the floor.</p>
<p>Dancing nearby, I began to see the stares coming from all around the room. Other men and women were watching them with fascination. Their bodies swam in fluid sensuality and my heart started to pound when they moved over to me. Their movements enveloped my own. The taller girl leaned over to me and introduced herself as Jen in a husky voice. Jen was a brunette dressed in a short dark skirt and gray baby-t. Her breasts bounced freely as if no bra restrained them. She gestured to her friend and told me her name was Laura. Laura glanced around and looked relieved that my presence had gotten rid of some discomforting stares and gave me a welcoming smile. Laura appeared less at ease with her body than Jen, but still looked hot in her fitted black jeans and a black top that was only held closed by a single button between her breasts. The cleavage she showed led me to believe she wore a push-up and my eyes were drawn to her breasts repeatedly. . I told them my name was Jon then began to dance near them, my nervous energy being released as I let myself move in time with the driving beat of the music. I could feel the bass thumping the floor beneath me, and I could feel myself growing aroused watching the two of them eye one another, then sweep their gaze down my long form.<br />
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		<title>They Helped Themselves</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Nov 2010 19:12:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Beth and I were not into swinging. Neither of us had ever had a sex partner other than each other but Beth did like for me to play with her tits and pussy in public places. Not to be watched, just for me to secretly finger fuck her without anyone noticing. The fact that it [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beth and I were not into swinging. Neither of us had ever had a sex partner other than each other but Beth did like for me to play with her tits and pussy in public places. Not to be watched, just for me to secretly finger fuck her without anyone noticing.   The fact that it was in a public place with us surrounded by people really turned her on. One of our favourite places for doing this was in crowded bars. On these occasions Beth would only wear shoes, mini skirt and tee shirt. This was so I could get easy access to her body. We had been playing these games for about a year when things took a dramatic change. </p>
<p>We had gone into this bar, not one of our regular places. We liked it immediately as it was very crowded. We pushed our way up to the bar. I ordered drinks and whilst the black barman was getting them I turned to Beth who had placed one foot on the foot-rail of the bar and leaned slightly forward.  I slid my hand down her tummy and under her very short skirt and began to rub her pantiless shaved pussy. I began sliding my finger in and out of her wet pussy. Being in the midst of this noisy crowd was very exciting for both of us. Beth had her eyes closed and was doing that little murmuring hum she does when she is turned on. </p>
<p>The barman returned with the drinks so I had to remove my hand from her pussy to pay him. I took a sip of my drink and when I put my hand back under her skirt there was another guy&#8217;s hand fingering her pussy. I was temporarily stunned. I couldn&#8217;t believe that one of these guys would have the guts to do something so brazen. He just looked at me and smiled. I looked at Beth; she hadn&#8217;t opened her eyes and was still murmuring away. She either didn&#8217;t know or didn&#8217;t care whose finger was up her just so long as she was getting pleasure.<br />
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		<title>The Wifes A Beach</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Aug 2010 16:45:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Caroline loves to display herself on beaches, but won’t admit it. &#8220;Not another nude beach. I don’t think I could stand being perved at,&#8221; she said peevishly. &#8220;Come on, darling. It won’t be too bad I promise.&#8221; We set off down the track in the cane fields of Kauai. It was a beautiful sunny day, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Caroline loves to display herself on beaches, but won’t admit it. &#8220;Not another nude beach. I don’t think I could stand being perved at,&#8221; she said peevishly. </p>
<p>&#8220;Come on, darling. It won’t be too bad I promise.&#8221; </p>
<p>We set off down the track in the cane fields of Kauai. It was a beautiful sunny day, and she soon forgot her qualms. As usual, she had no bra on – no bikini top either, as we knew it was a nude beach. As a walked behind her, I massaged her tits, and then started unbuttoning her short. The lack of resistance told me she was already aroused, and soon she was parading down the track with her shirt open and her breasts swinging freely. </p>
<p>After ten minutes or so the track narrowed and descended to the beach through some ironwoods, a beautiful crescent shaped bay with white sand and wild surf, with no development in sight. There were two couples already there, both naked, plus the usual collection of gay men that seem to frequent these places. There were lots of nooks in the bushes, but the best ones were occupied by the gays. We couples had to content ourselves with the open beach. Both the others seemed to be enjoying themselves but looked shy.<br />
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		<title>Ride In the Country</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2010 16:37:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s been close to a year since I met Tiffany. Our meeting was rather bizarre (ain&#8217;t it amazing what Greyhound can do for your sex life?) and we&#8217;d done some rather strange things with each other (like a different kind of synchronized swimming) so we decided to actually start dating. We decided that it would [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s been close to a year since I met Tiffany. Our meeting was rather bizarre (ain&#8217;t it amazing what Greyhound can do for your sex life?) and we&#8217;d done some rather strange things with each other (like a different kind of synchronized swimming) so we decided to actually start dating. We decided that it would be a somewhat non-exclusive relationship but we wound up seeing each other more than other people. </p>
<p>She called me one afternoon. It was the day after my birth- day and she wanted to do something. I suggested a trip to Niagara Falls. It is one of my favorite places to go. She agreed and said she&#8217;d be over in about 10 minutes. </p>
<p>I got dressed and stepped out onto my porch to wait for her. It was positively beautiful outside. The temperature was about 72 degrees with light, cool breeze. Figuring it would be colder by the water, I went inside and got my wind breaker, slung it over my shoulder, and resumed my position on the porch. </p>
<p>She pulled up a few minutes later in her bright red 1990 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme. I hopped in, we exchanged the preliminary tonsil hockey-style kiss and we were off like prom dresses.<br />
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		<title>Concert Quicky</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2010 17:24:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We were at an outdoor concert in late spring. The concert was being held out in the hill country, really back in the sticks, outside of New Braunfels. It was a rock concert and we were standing up close to the stage, her with her date and me with mine. It was evening, and it [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We were at an outdoor concert in late spring. The concert was being held out in the hill country, really back in the sticks, outside of New Braunfels. It was a rock concert and we were standing up close to the stage, her with her date and me with mine. It was evening, and it was dark except for the lights on the stage and we were dancing to the music just like everybody else around us. Every now and then I would see a glimpse of <a href="http://www.real-nice-tits.com">her breasts swaying </a>beneath her flimsy blouse. I didn&#8217;t know her though she was a stranger who was very pretty. She attracted me like a magnet. </p>
<p>I danced a little closer and we bumped once or twice as we danced to the music. The soft fabric of her dress did nothing to hide the smooth and <a href="http://www.asses-x.com">supple curve of her ass </a>as I moved to the music, just behind her. We touched again, and by now I was developing a decided stiffness in the front of my jeans. Again we touched as we danced and bounced. This time I imagined that I detected a distinct rubbing of her soft butt against my hard crotch. </p>
<p>Alas the song ended and the moment passed without another en- counter. During the next song though, I again feel her press against me again, this time more insistently &#8212; trying to find out if what she was rubbing against was indeed what she thought it was. When I felt the touch come again I moved my hips forward and grind a little. Let there be no doubt, I thought. Yes, that is a hard cock you feel in my jeans. Yes, it is YOU that is making it so hard.<br />
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