Month: March 2015

Amys Bar Bang

Amy and Steve had known each other since their childhood. They had grown up together, attending the same high school and eventually the same college. Everyone expected them to marry at some stage and despite warnings that they were still too young, they had decided to take the plunge in their final year at college. They made an attractive couple. Everyone said so. Amy was strikingly pretty, her long blonde hair framed a beautiful, oval shaped face and tumbled in curls down her back. She stood only 5’6″ in her stockings, but her well proportioned legs had the feel and texture of fine alabaster. Her breasts were small but perky and complimented her flat stomach perfectly. Steve stood over 6ft and had short black hair. His face was rugged with a masculine jawline. His body told the story of an athlete in the prime of life.

They were both in their last month of college, and deeply immersed in final exams. This week had been a particularly difficult one, and as Friday came to a close, they were both exhausted and happy that the week was over. They met in the college refectory after their last class and began to plan their weekend off. They had decided to start that night. It was time to kick back, relax and maybe get a little drunk!

They had decided on Oscars, a small music bar on the outskirts of town. The clientele there was not of the highest calibre, but the music was good and the beer cheap and so, after a home cooked dinner, they set out for the bar. They could hear the music as they alighted the bus and as they entered through an old iron door, they were met by a fog of cigarette smoke and the smell of beer. Inside the music was very loud. The joint was not overcrowded; a few customers were on the small dance floor gyrating to the heavy beat of the music, a few sat at the bar and some were sitting in small booths drinking and laughing. Steve spotted an empty booth and led his young wife by the hand towards the seats. The ordered a jug of beer and settled in for a night of drinking.

After her third glass, Amy suddenly announced that she wanted to dance.

“Come on Steve, I’m in the mood to boogie!” She said squeezing his leg and bending her head to nibble his ear.

Amy knew that her husband was very reserved and disliked to show any sign of affection in public, but she couldn’t resist teasing him. She was feeling mellow from the beer and a little horny. She wanted to show off the tight black dress that she had worn.

“No way! I’m too tired to dance. And stop biting my ear will you, you know I hate that!”

Amy slumped back into her seat and pouted, her arms folded petulantly across her chest. God, Sometimes Steve annoyed her! No discussion, no compromise, just a straight No Way’.

“Well, I want to dance. If you wont dance with me then I’ll have to find someone who will!”

“Fine,” replied Steve angrily. “Go right ahead, you know where I’ll be.”

Damn! Thought Amy. Her plan had backfired. She thought Steve would be jealous and that she could embarrass him into dancing, but he had failed to bite and now she was no better off. Well why shouldn’t she dance with someone else? She thought. She wouldn’t be far away, and like he said, he wasn’t going anywhere that would separate him from his beer!

Feeling a little self conscious, but still a little excited she jumped to her feet and strode purposefully towards the bar. Steve watched her petite frame as she sashayed over to the counter and ordered another drink. To hell with it, he thought as he caught the waitress’ attention and ordered another jug for himself.

Amy leant against the bar and sipped her drink. She had been aware that she had drawn a few glances as they had walked in. It always pleased her to turn heads. She noticed a few guys standing at the other end of the bar and hoped that the one with blonde hair and cute butt would come and ask her to dance. She didn’t have to wait long. The guys were all looking at her now and whispering to each other, commenting on her figure hugging dress and trying to decide who would be brave enough to approach her. Eventually one of them started to walk over to her. It was not the guy that she had hoped, but as she looked at this man, she was just as impressed.

“Hi. I’m Phil. Buy you a drink?”

“Just got one thanks.” she replied, smiling up towards his face. He looked very handsome in the smoky light of the bar.

“What about a dance, then?”

Amy didn’t want to appear to eager. Her mind was telling her to slow down, but her body was saying: go for it!’

“Um…well, okay. Just one maybe.”

Before she knew what had happened, Amy found herself in the middle of the dance floor. The music was up-beat, but Phil did not seem to be following it too closely. His arms were wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling her close to him as they swayed in slowly turning circles. She could feel the muscles in his neck as her hands linked around it and she could also feel an unmistakable bulge in the front of his trousers as he pressed himself closer towards her. She was feeling buzzed from the beer and naughtily rubbed herself ever so slightly against him. Phil noticed the positive reaction immediately and let his hands drop to her pert little bottom and rest there. As they circled with the music, Amy caught glimpses of Steve sitting in the booth and watching her. His eyes stared points of fire towards her and as she turned, she could almost feel them boring a hole in her back. Phil’s hands were now cupping and squeezing her bottom as they danced. She could not deny the pleasure that she was experiencing at his touch. She and Steve had been so tired recently that they had not made love for over a week and she could now feel a definite heat from inside her black satin panties as her arousal increased. She was oblivious to all around her as they swayed around the floor. Phil was nuzzling her neck sensuously as his hands roamed over her butt squeezing a little harder and getting her wetter by the moment. She felt him gently slide his hand up her side and cup a breast in his hand. Then her mind snapped back to reality as she found herself being dragged backwards by her arm.

“What the FUCK do you think your doing?”
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The Head Cheerleader

“Here’s a picture of me at Mt. Rushmore.” The girl in the picture was a High School aged version of my Jan. The similarities were obvious, though over 10 years had passed since this photo was taken.

It was a rainy Saturday afternoon; our planned picnic had been aborted. Looking for something to do after a morning of sex, Jan brewed a pot of coffee and we started going through old photo albums. Though a wantonly sexual creature, I had always enjoyed Jan’s sentimental side. We had been at it for hours, looking at the photos of her childhood and High School and college years.

She turned a page in the album. She grimaced. “Oh, this is me on the cheerleading team.” Once again the girl in the photo was my Jan, looking very girlish. The blue sweater she wore in the photo fit relatively loosely, her skirt shorter than anything I’d seen her wear in the six months we’d been dating, her dirty blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail.

“I like it!” I smiled wickedly. Jan wasn’t the kind of girl I would have pictured as a cheerleader. A staunch feminist, she was very vocal about girls being pigeonholed into gender roles.

“Oh, I was so dumb!” She was on the verge of getting mad. “I can’t believe I did something so stupid!”

“It’s just something girls that age do,” I stroked her hair lightly, “besides, you were definitely cute enough to pull it off!”

“Oh stop!”

“No, really,” I grinned, “you could still pull that look off if you wanted to.”

I was trying to flatter her, but I wasn’t exaggerating. at 28, Jan still had a cute quality about her with her slightly upturned nose and infectious smile. Her body was still trim, though her hips had widened a bit over the years.

“I don’t ever want to look so stupid again!” She was a little angry.

“I’m sorry,” I said, “I’m just teasing you a little.”

“It’s not you.” She turned the page in the album. That page contained a number of cheerleader photos as well.

“What is it then?” I asked. I was a little concerned about her mood. “Bad memories?”

“Sort of. Do you see this picture?” She pointed to a photo of her and the rest of the squad in a posed photo. “This was before my first game. Just before the game my boyfriend saw me in the hallway. We stepped into a doorway and made out for a couple of minutes. His dick was so hard! He was feeling me up under my sweater and I was getting really hot for him. I told him how bad I wanted him and we decided to meet after the game.

“During the game, boys I knew from school came up and talked to me. Boys who normally didn’t talk to me now acted like we were old friends. I noticed a few of them had hard ons.” She grinned at me. “Yeah, girls notice that sort of thing. I started realizing the effect I had on boys, and it was getting me a little worked up. I was a little more enthusiastic, my leg kicks were higher, and I wiggled my ass more seductively. Cheering was making me really hot!

“By the end of the game, my panties were soaked! I needed my boyfriend so bad! We met just outside the locker room right after the game. I pushed him into an unlocked Janitor’s closet and started kissing him. I had planned to take him home and fuck him, but I was so horny. I could feel his hard cock as he ground it against my belly.
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Sister In Law Is Sexy

I had only been married a few months when my wife Mary decided that she wanted to go visit her sister Holly who lived in Miami. Having not met her sister yet I had no idea what I was about to lay my eyes on but at least I new we were going to a nice place and that night time walks on the ocean front would lead to sex on the beach as my wife likes to have sex in strange places. Packing our suitcases I knew I needed to take a little inspiration for our nights together as my wife was fickle about where we had sex. So I put her collection of sex toys, a few porn movies and a bottle of baby oil in her case.

As we pulled up at Holly’s house my heart skipped a beat and I became breathless at the sight of my sister in law Linda. I was pleasantly surprised at how Mary’s sister looked and she had curves in all the right places. Holly had deep blue eyes, long blonde hair and beautiful deep sun kissed skin. She also had big boobs that caught my attention at first glance and a nice heart shaped ass. As I tried to shake the thoughts that had already entered my head my cock betray me and began to swell up in my shorts. As Holly walked about the villa you could tell she had the air conditioner on as it cause big nipples to protrude almost right through her halter top.

“You must be John, Mary has told me so much about you” Holly said as she ran up to meet me.

She hugged me so close and seemed to purposely rub her big boobs against me. I was so hot I thought my dick would explode. I loved every second of seeing and feeling her against me. Don’t get me wrong I loved my wife but seeing Holly in her little red halter top and those big nipple sticking right out got me as hard as hell. I knew I just had to get her off my mind or I would end up fucking my marriage up. I thought to myself why didn’t I find her first. All I could think about was how my hot sister in law was and that I just had to have her.

To try and take my mind off her I proceeded to unload the car and then get comfortable on the couch. As Mary and Holly went into what was to be our room while we stayed there to act like schoolgirls as I stayed on the couch and watched her big screen TV for a while. As our drive from Louisville had been a long one I began to get extremely tired and it wasn’t long before I fell asleep on the couch. The dreams I had of Linda’s pussy on my face were amazing. I dreamed of Linda riding my dick and while fucking my wife with her vibrator. Just as I was about to explode my wife woke me up.

I didn’t know how to react to the dream I just had as it was so vivid and real. And it made me want her all the more. The next few days would prove to be a real test. Every time I saw Linda my heart would pound harder and harder and it appeared that every chance she got she was flaunting that beautiful ass in my face. Every night when I was fucking my wife her sister was all I could think about. It was the best sex we had had together in a long time but just fantasizing wasn’t enough I just had to have Linda’s pussy and find out if she was a natural blonde.
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