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Hot Tub Party

[ Story by Whodlru ([email protected]) ]

(I’ll probably get around to adding other stories, on how we got into the lifestyle, and some of our other adventures later… We are a real couple, and I’ve changed the names to protect the participants…)

We were just about all set to go out for the night to a local swing club, when Yuki saw a friend of ours on her messenger list. Seems they were having a quiet little party at their house, and we were more than welcome.

It didn’t take long for us to agree that we’d probably have just as much, if not more, fun at their party than if we went to the club. Tom & Tammy have been friends of ours for almost 3 years, and their pool & hot tub parties are some of our best memories as far as swing parties go.

After taking the kids to a sitter who didn’t mind watching them overnight, we went out to dinner, then drove the 45 minutes out to Tom & Tammy’s house. When we arrived, Tim and Julie, another couple who we knew pretty well had already arrived, and they were all out on the back deck.

We went straight out to the back, which has a nice 10 ft. privacy fence all around the deck, pool, and hot tub. Yuki, as always, was nude and in the hot tub within 10 minutes of arriving. Japanese people don’t have much of a nudity taboo, and Yuki is also one of the wildest women I’ve ever met.

We were all in and out of the hot tub pretty regularly for the first hour or so until Tom invited Julie inside to check out the love swing in their bedroom. The rest of us sat outside enjoying one of the last warm days of the summer, while we listened to Julie express her appreciation of Tom’s “craftsmanship”. Julie is an extremely vocal lady, and she was in fine form tonight… If they hadn’t been inside, I’m sure we could have heard her a block away at least.
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The Sex Shop

One of the most stimulating sexual turn-ons for me and my boyfriend is to tell each other about our sex acts with other people. Jim is never more aroused than when I relate in graphic detail my sex with another man. I, in turn, get off listening to him describe how he fucks other women.

Jim is a confirmed voyeur and a frequent visitor to the adult bookstores and sex shops in our city. I used to love to hear him talk about his nocturnal visits to these sex stores, about the small, dark movie booths, the grainy flash of porno on miniature screens, the men lurking in the dim corridors, and the “glory holes”.
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Plumbing The Plumber

Jake was just about finished installing the new hot water heater for Mrs. Drake, as the old one had been leaking like a sieve and must have cost a fortune to run. Jake lit the pilot light and waited for the familiar whoosh that came when the burner fired up while Mrs. Drake leaned around the corner and asked if everything was O.K. “No problem Ma’am, all finished,” Jake said, as he wiped his hand with an old rag hanging from his tool belt, “I’ll be upstairs in a minute!” After gathering up all of his tools, Jake headed out to the truck to make out the bill. After all the parts and labor were included the total came to $450.00. “Not to bad,” thought Jake, as he went back into the house and handed the invoice to Mrs. Drake, who looked it over for what seemed to be a very long time. “Is there a problem Mrs. Drake,” asked Jake. “No, there’s no problem, I was just thinking that maybe you would like to add another $550.00 to make it an even thousand.” Jake eyed the woman a little suspiciously and wondered why she would make such an offer.
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Trim With All The Options

It’s so hard for woman when she’s horny. Especially when she’s married. Sonya had been married for three years and had given birth will baby boy six months earlier. Since she had gotten pregnant her husband had been no longer interested in having sex with her, even if she tried to turn him on anyway she could think. They had sex a couple of times but it had not been very enjoyable. Her husband just didn’t seem interested.

So as a result, she often walked around thinking dirty thoughts. Looking at man’s asses and wondering if they were firm or flabby. She often wished she could just reach out a grabbed them. However she controlled herself, and the instead played with herself when her husband wasn’t home.
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Wife Sharing

I had always wondered, as I think all men do at one time or another, what it would be like to have my wife fuck another man. My wife, Jeanie, and I have always talked very openly about sex. From early on inour relationship she would ask me about previous girlfriends and details of the sex we had.

However, while I had been with a reasonable number of girls, my wife, who was and is stunningly beautiful, was a virgin (until a brief time after we met). Her own sexual experiences had beenlimited to allowing a few boyfriends to feel her tits and finger her pussy. Jeanie would ask me to tell her about my experiences and would get turned on by my talking about how and where I had fucked the girls I had fucked before we met. She would listen first and would get very turned on and then afterwards she would want a good fucking herself, making love noisily and wildly.
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Wife Gets Wild

We went to my company party a few nights back. Lisa, my wife was by far the hottest babe there. She works out and has always had a hot body. She is 5’5″ and weighs around 125-30 lbs. She is not too big in the boob area, but her tits are perfect. And her finest points are on the ends. By that I mean her nipples. She has the puffy nipples and they really stick out. I can hang my car keys on them and know they will be there when it is time to leave.

Anyway, this was Lisa’s first time meeting the people I work with. For some reason, a lot of the wives did not show up. (maybe they knew something I did not know.) As the evening passed, I was told by some of the guys that these parties could get pretty raunchy. “That” as I was told, was the reason only a few of the wives turned out. I toyed with the idea of warning Lisa, but decided she could take care of herself. She has always had her ways of putting guys in their place. And except for the times at the X rated theatres, she has been pretty effective at keeping them in line. (that is another story.)
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Las Vegas Convention Fun

It was the day of our trade show and everyone had cleared out except for Stacy and me. Stacy is in Marketing and I am engineer and we have both worked for the same company for about 15 years. Our families are close and she is one of my wife’s best friends and her husband and I play golf together all summer. We closed up the booth and headed back to the hotel.

We had a flight the next morning so we decided to have dinner and then maybe play some slots for a while. We had a nice dinner and of course the waiter thought we were a couple and we played along with it and told him it was our anniversary and he gave us a free desert and encouraged us to kiss when he brought out the cake.

The wine was loosening us up and there was some serious tongue action when we kissed and the waiter said it is nice see two people in love. We left holding hands putting on a good show and kissing again as we left. We went out to the Casino and I won $500 playing slots and then we went to the bar and had some more wine and shared a few dances.
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The Photographer

“You do understand the nature of the photographs we’ll be shooting,” Carl asked, “I just want to get everything out in the open so that later on we don’t have a problem!?!” “I understand,” the matronly female replied, “most of them will be me by myself, but some will involve other people!” “And just to make it even more clear,” Carl responded, “those pictures with the other people can involve both men and women and are of the x-rated variety!” Glenna nodded her head slowly and asked, “And how much money do you pay for posing!?!” “It varies,” he answered, “Two hundred a day for solo, three hundred for soft core, and five hundred for the hard stuff, now are you sure you want to go through with it, it’s pretty easy if you have the temperament for it, but if not”! “I need the money,” Glenna replied, “but I want you to know I don’t have a perfect body by any stretch of the imagination, in fact I have a few sags here and there, and my breasts aren’t what they once were either!” Nodding his head, Carl replied, “That is exactly what muy client wants, the grand motherly type who is all woman and oozes sensuality, not some plastic little girl who’s all silicone and hair spray!” With a short laugh Glenna shot back, “Well, I’m certainly not that!” “All right then” he said “let’s get started!”
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Dial 1-800-BLK-COCK

Joanna Norton stared at the scrap of paper sticking out from between her fingers After a long moment of contemplation she picked up the receiver to her phone and with a shaky hand dialed 1-800-BLK-COCK. “I must be out of my mind!” she muttered to herself while she nervously tapped her foot on the carpeted floor. After ten rings she was just about to hang up when all at once a lugubrious voice on the other end of the line said smoothly, “This is Walker Post, how may I help you?” Momentarily frozen with fear Joanna stood there mutely while wondering if she should just hang up and forget the whole thing. She had just made up her mind to forget about it when the voice suddenly uttered forcefully, “I can hear you breathing, now answer me!” Taken aback by this turn of events Joanne took a deep breath and stammered, “A-are you the man with the ad in the paper?” “And which ad would that be?” the deep resonate voice replied softly. “You know,” Joanne said, “the one in the Underground.” “There must be a thousand ads in the Underground,” he answered gently, “you’ll have to be more specific.” She was growing increasingly uncomfortable at the direction the conversation was headed, but instead of hanging up she mumbled, “I-it’s the one about the black man.” “What about a black man?” he asked. “I’m so embarrassed,” Joanne replied softly, “maybe I should just forget about it and hang up.” Hmmmmm,” he hummed, “maybe you should.” “But then you wouldn’t get to fuck my ten inches of black meat would you?!?”
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Asian Trucker Groupie

My name is Tiana, a shortened version of my original Korean name. Until I was 16 years old, I was brought up in a very strict home, protected (smothered) by my parents, four brothers, and both sets of grandparents. When I was given the opportunity to become an exchange student in the United States, I filled out all the paperwork secretly and forged the necessary signatures.

I quickly immersed myself in the minute details of Americana, learning the language flawlessly. I per- fected it and blended into the culture, leaving my repressive family behind me forever. I became the mistress of a man in a high government position and fucked him often, catering to his Asian fantasies and adding a few variations of my own. An- cestors of mine, whom I somehow felt a special kin to, had left behind some very erotic, explicit diaries, which I smuggled into the USA, and I used their audacious advice to further my own ends.

My high placed friend, once his balls were drained and I untied him, was grateful enough to make sure I was transformed, without going through channels, into a legal American citizen.
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