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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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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This is a true wife story. It happen in 1975. Debi, (my wife) was 22 and I was 21. Comments or true wife story swaps are welcomed. Debi and I had been married less then a year. As with many young couples there was never enough money to last the week. Debi decided to look for a job. Looking through the employment section of the paper was rather depressing. Nothing much to be had. The exception was the need for young good looking women to work in massage parlors. Debi laughed and said maybe she should try it. I was surprised to feel my dick jump with excitement at the thought. She was surprised by my reaction and after some discussion she agreed to apply at one not far from our house the next morning. We fucked and sucked the night away anticipating the next day.
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The intercom buzzed on Miss Watkins’ desk, and a the soft voice of Dr. Winters nurse, Andrea Hartman, requested that the next patient be sent to the examining room. “Okay, Miss Mitchell, follow me please,” Miss Watkins ordered, as she held the open the door to the hall way leading to the examining rooms. “Sit right here,” the receptionist said, “and Nurse Hartman will be with you in a minute!” Sarah Mitchell nervously scanned the stark white walls and involuntarily shivered and said to herself, “What in the name of god am I doing here, I must have been crazy to even have dreamt of trying this!!!” She was quickly jarred back to reality when the door swung open and Andrea Hartman entered the room! “Hi, Sarah,” Andrea said brightly, while extending her hand, “I’m Andrea Hartman, but you can just call me Andrea, okay!?!” Taking Andrea’s hand and shaking it, Sarah merely smile weakly and nodded. “All right,” Andrea said as she sat down while reading Sarah’s history, “let’s see what we have here!!!” After flipping through several pages of Sarah’s medical history, Andrea intoned, “I see that the reason for your appointment is the inability to achieve orgasm, is that correct?!?” “Uh, yes, ma’am,” Sarah stammered!!! “Well,” Andrea replied, “that’s unusual for a woman of twenty seven, but I’m sure the doctor can help you, he has almost a ninety percent success rate with young women!!!” “Now,” she continued, “before the doctor comes in, remove all of your clothing and put on this gown, he’ll with you shortly!!!”
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Randy and Gina had been married for around 12 years. Randy was a good looking guy with a good build. Gina was a beautiful Latin babe around five feet tall and about 100 pounds with long thick black hair flowing down below her ass.
Occasionally Randy would pick up a porno flick which they would watch together. Gina was never really into wild or kinky sex although she did enjoy getting fucked in the ass. Gina would usually have an overwhelming orgasm when Randy fucked her ass. One night Randy picked up a porno flick with a wide variety of kinky sex acts. As they watched the movie Randy noticed that Gina became more excited and interested when an interracial scene came on, particularly with a black man doing a white, Asian or Hispanic girl. As they watched Randy tried to see what in particular she seemed most interested in. Soon a scene came on with a black stud with a huge thick cock which hung about nine inches before it was even hard. As soon as Gina saw this huge black cock she reached over and started rubbing Randy’s cock.
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[ Story by tom neher ([email protected]) ]
My wife and I have been married for a little over eight years and it has been an enjoyable time together. But, she has always wanted me to add a little “spice” to our sex. I’ve tried doing different things like role playing and getting her naked in different places and being dominant and making her masturbate while she had my cock in her mouth, but I could tell that I was not quite hitting the mark. I racked my brains to think of something that would really turn her on and satisfy that need in her. I finally came up with a solution that was, shall we say, unusual and a turn on for me as well.
Gina likes sexy underwear – like a half cup bra that that pushes up her ample breasts and leaves her nipples bare. And very sheer panties so that you can see her unshaven pussy underneath. She likes me to take her out when she is dressed with those and a very short skirt and a top that you can see her hard nipples pushing through. I mean it drives the guys nuts and even though I’m sitting right there with her, the guys come up and hit on her and get an eye full. It was difficult for me at first, but then I began to relax and enjoy the show because I knew that she was going home only with me and I would get my brains fucked out when we got home or in the parking lot or somewhwere along the way. She would be so hot sometimes, I would have to pull over and satisfy her right there.
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[ Story by gonzalvez Just chill ([email protected]) ]
I am 26 old average looking guy from kerala, living in bangalore. I am a fun loving person,never miss any opportunity to enjoy sex.Though I have had sex with ladies of different age groups,I never revealed any data about them to my friends,since I always respect their privacy and confidentiality, after all they all gave their most valued assets to me :). It all started when I was back in my college during my teenage days.
In my second year Priyanka (name changed) came to our college as our new librarian. she was good looking,though not a hot girl like u guys say.She had 34 size boobs which was pretty hard. But there was always something in her,which made my cock erect when ever I see her.But I always hide my feelings since I dont know what will be her reaction. I used to smile at her,but she gave me those furious and unresponsive look. But I never lose hope, kept on smiling at her.She also started smiling one day and asked my name and about my classes.But I was waiting for the big moment,but she never came close to me.
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“Are you nuts? You want ME to lead the pregnant women’s class?”
Harold, the owner of the fitness club where I work, shrugged and leaned back behind his desk. “Fred, you know that Mimi went in to have her own baby last night. Her students will be here in half an hour and there’s no one else.” He pointed to the door. “Go on, get ready. It’s only for a few weeks, and it won’t hurt you.”
Fuming, I stalked out of his office and headed for the instructors’ locker room. Damn! A roomful of pregnant women, and Harold expected ME to lead the exercises.
It wasn’t that I objected to the job. Oh, sure, I expected to feel like a fool being the only man there showing all those women how to work out – but that wasn’t the problem.
I LIKE pregnant women. They’ve been my favorite sexual- fantasy objects for years. The problem was this: How in hell was I going to get through a forty-five minute class in front of a half-dozen young preggies in leotards – without everyone seeing that I had a colossal hard-on? If they complained, I could lose my job!
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Kathy and I had fantasized about her fucking another guy for a while. She and Mike, a married friend of ours, had become friendly to the point of being flirtatious. One night in bed Kathy told me Mike had made a pass at her and she thought seriously about fucking him. I said rather than her doing anything behind my back, I would agree if she would tell me about it in bed afterwards, I could watch, or participate.
Kathy had kissed and petted other guys before me, but I was the first guy she had ever fucked. This is the story of the first time she fucked another guy, while I watched! Please contact me if you have the same interests and want to correspond.
There I was, opening up the shades. From my vantage point of our upstairs bedroom window, I could see down in front of our apartment at Mike’s car. The position from the window afforded me a perfect view through the windshield of the front seat of his car. Mike was sitting in the driver’s side facing my wife, Kathy. They had just driven up and parked.
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“Ace Security, Dan speaking, how may I help you, please!” “Hi,” the feminine voice on the other end of the line answered, “My husband and I would like a security system installed in our home as quickly as possible, last night there was a prowler in our neighborhood, and we are pretty shook up about it, do you think you could come out today?!?” Her voice dripped with desperation, so Dan made an appointment to meet Mrs. Fortune later that afternoon. The address she gave was in a fairly new subdivision, but it was on the outskirts of town and a little isolated, so Dan could understand how someone could feel threatened in such a situation. As Dan’s van rolled down the Fortune’s street, he noted that all of the houses were new, and like most new developments there was a shortage of trees and sidewalks. Owning his own company, Dan was always on the lookout for new business, and if he could make a sale to the Fortunes, he had a great shot a picking up other homes in the area! He pulled in the driveway, and before he had even turned off the engine, Mrs. Fortune opened the front door and walked towards his truck and said, “I’m so glad you could make it,” while extending her hand, “I’m Miranda Fortune, come on in and let’s get started!”
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