Carly
By: Just Plain Bob (rdavis9607@msn.com)

It was 1969 and I had been dragged, kicking and screaming, into the new era of sexual freedom. My wife had turned into a cock-loving slut and she had let me know, in no uncertain terms, that I could learn to live with it or leave, the choice was mine.

Most of you who remember the late sixties and early seventies can picture in your minds all of the young, nubile, long-haired young girls and their equally long-haired boyfriends who headed the free love movement. My Carly wasn’t one of them. Carly was a thirty-eight year old housewife and mother who in no way resembled those sexy young girls. Her hair was short and she was what we called in those days pleasingly plump.

She was also a very shy and introverted person so I suppose she was as surprised as I was when she turned into a round-heeled slut.

As I mentioned, Carly was a mother. Our only ch**, Christy, was a nineteen-year-old college freshman at the local university. Carly and Christy were not only mother and daughter, but were also each other’s best friend. They had no secrets from each other and this tight bond allowed Christy to seek her mother’s advice on everything. When in high school Christy began telling her mother about how boys were coming on to her and her feelings toward some of them, Carly promptly put Christy on the pill. She took her and had her fitted for a diaphragm and then gave her advice on how to handle the boys.

When Christy gave up her virginity at sixteen she told Carly about it and when Carly didn’t react the way other mothers responded to similar confessions Christy continued to keep her mother informed of all her subsequent sexual explorations. By nineteen Christy had been screwed by eleven different boys and Carly knew of each and every one of them.

Carly continued to preach safe sex and to give Christy advice on what she should and shouldn’t allow. The other side of the coin was that Christy told her mother each and every intimate detail of her sexual liaisons. At the time I knew nothing of the mother/daughter conversations – I didn’t learn of them until much later – but had I known I’m not sure I would have much cared because my sex life had improved dramatically. Carly and I had fallen into the old married rut of twice a week sex and all of a sudden Carly became aggressive and our lovemaking improved to four, five and even six times a week. Christy’s tales of her sexual affairs were firing Carly up so much that one day she found herself on her knees with her lips wrapped around the cock of one of Christy’s boyfriends.

This, in turn, led Carly to trying other cocks and by the time I found out what was going on, two years later, Carly was a full fledged, cock hungry slut.

It was a spring day in late April and I had a very bad case of spring fever. I told my secretary that I was going to se a client and I headed home planning to grab my golf clubs and go out and chase the little white ball. I had no sooner walked in the front door when I heard Carly scream:

God yes, that’s it, fuck me baby, fuck me.

I hurried to the bedroom and got several surprises in quick succession. The first one was seeing my naked wife having sex with two guys while a third stood watching while stroking his dick. The second surprise was the sudden realization that the guys were young, much younger than Carly.

The third surprise was that the boy plowing her cunt was Brian, Christy’s current boyfriend and that the boy with his cock in Carly’s mouth was the boy she’d broken up with the month before. The final surprise was that my cock was rock hard. I had watched porno films that hadn’t turned me on as much as what I was watching.

I stood there, not knowing what to do, go in there and pull those boys off my wife or pull out my cock and start beating it. In the end I didn’t do anything except stand there and watch. It took several minutes, but I was finally noticed. The boy standing next to the bed, obviously waiting his turn at an open hole, was the first to notice me and I suppressed a laugh when his dick wilted. He called to the others and I watched as several things happened almost at once; Carly open her eyes and looked at me, Brian started to pull out of Carly’s cunt, but Carly hooked her legs behind his and held him in place. The boy in her mouth tried to pull away, but Carly grabbed his hips with both hands and pulled him back to her.

Her eyes met mine and I could read what she was thinking as clear as if it had been engraved on her forehead, Wait your turn, as she struggled to keep both of her lovers in her. I stood there watching and I finally realized that if I wasn’t prepared to do anything I should leave.

I went downstairs and turned on the TV and waited for the boys to leave. You would think that after my showing up and catching them fucking my wife their dicks would go limp from fright and that within minutes there would be a mass exodus, but over a half hour passed and I continued to hear Carly cry out and moan. It was obvious that her hot pussy was overcoming any fear that those boys might have had of me. I finally got up off the couch, grabbed my clubs and headed for the municipal golf course. I did not shoot my best round ever that day, but my putting was awesome. On every green the cup appeared to me as Carly’s cunt with a line of boys waiting to use it.

I tapped my ball to follow the line of boys and the ball went in almost every time. I one putted fifteen greens that day, the best I have ever done.

When I got home five hours later Carly was in the kitchen fixing dinner and Christy was setting the table. It was a very quiet meal, neither Carly nor I said a word and finally Christy spoke up and said:

Something going on that I don’t know about?

I said, No baby, just a very hard day on my part and I suspect that your mother had plenty of hard parts to her day too.

I saw Carly’s cheeks slightly redden at that little dig and I wondered if Christy knew she was sharing Brian with her mother.

After dinner, following our usual ritual, I washed the dishes while Christy dried them and put them away. The whole time Christy babbled away on how good Brian was to her and how she thought she might even leave school and get married. It was all I could do to keep my mouth shut, but some how I managed.

When it was time to go to bed Carly was already there when I came into the bedroom. She was propped up by a pillow, sitting up and leaning against the headboard. She watched me undress and finally she spoke:

You going to say anything?

About what? I asked.

About this afternoon, she said.

Well, I shot an eighty-one and if the rest of my game would have been as good as my putting I could have easily broken par for the course.

She looked at me and said, Okay, if that’s how you want to treat it. But if it upsets you, it would probably be wise if you didn’t come home during the day between noon and four, and then she slid down in the bed and rolled over to go to sleep. adult slut wife stories

I had spent most of the afternoon wondering how to handle the situation, but with my thoughts bouncing back and forth between the knowledge that what she was doing gave me a hard on and the fact that she was a cheating bitch, I had not come up with anything. But the way Carly had just acted pissed me off. I pulled the covers off of her, pulled her legs apart and looked down at her cunt which still glistened – wet from her afternoons activity.

My cock was hard and I fell on her. I made no attempt to be gentle, I just rammed myself into her as hard as I could and then fucked her as hard as I could, as if each one of my thrusts could punish her for what she’d done. But just the opposite happened; the harder I drove into to her the more she opened up to take me in and soon she was crying out the same things I’d heard her cry out that afternoon to Christy’s friends – cries I’d not gotten out of her in years. The more she cried for me to fuck her the madder I got and I finally got so mad that I pulled out of her and as she cried:

No, no, don’t stop now.

I turned her over and did something that she had never let me do – I rammed my cock in her ass. No preparation, no lubricant, I just forced my cock into her as she screamed and tried to pull away, but I was not to be denied. I held her hips and using all the strength that I could muster I held her in place as I rammed my cock into her shit hole. She screamed and she cried and I kept fucking her as hard as I could. The cum boiled up out of my balls and blasted into the unfaithful bitches ass and when my dick went limp I pushed her away from me and as she went face down on to the bed. She was still crying, but the words had changed:

Don’t stop, oh god don’t stop now, please don’t stop.

Christ!

I couldn’t even punish the slut. I fell to the bed beside Carly, rolled over and went to sleep. I awoke the next morning to a strange feeling. It took me a moment or so to shake the cobwebs out of my head and then I looked down to see Carly sucking my cock and in spite of the anger I’d felt toward her the previous night I was responding. When she had it hard she climbed over me, lowered herself down and took me in her ass. She leaned over me and whispered in my ear:

If you are going to fuck me in my ass every time you catch me with someone else I’d better get used to it.

That was thirty years ago and I’ve ended up fucking Carly’s ass often.

She never would tell me how she got started fucking Christy’s boyfriends (and their friends), but it happened a lot over the next several years. And while I only occasionally got to see her in action I always knew when she had been fucked because when I would come home she would always say:
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You need to fuck my ass tonight, I’ve been bad again.

Christy did not drop out of college, but she did marry Brian and Brian continued to fuck his mother-in-law for the next twenty years. Since he knew that I knew he was fucking my wife he was never really comfortable around me, but that didn’t stop him from porking Carly.

There were others who found their way between Carly’s legs over the years and while I never made any attempt to find out who they were, I always knew when they had been there because Carly would tell me, You need to fuck my ass baby, I’ve been bad.

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Camping with my Wife [part 1 of 8]
By: JohnSmith

My wife and I had been married for 4 years. Even now, I can’t believe my luck. At age 28, my wife is absolutely hot. Not only has she turned a lot of heads with her long blonde hair, delicate and beautiful face, perky 36C breasts, slim waist and a perfect nice and round ass, but she has always been completely dedicated to our relation and faithful. She kept her good figure due to her intense swimming and working out sessions.

Also, she is very successful in her professional career, which is not much of a surprise, since she has always been very intelligent and centered. I am not on the bad side myself, trying to keep up with her and stay in shape.

Our sex life is great, I’ve been trying to convince her to have a ch** for quite some time now, but she keeps saying she is not ready and it is a lot of responsibility and it would be a significant change in both our lives.

We have been both quite busy, but after Sue, my wife’s name, finally manage to get a break from work, we decided it would be nice to do something different than what we are used to, and at the same time get to spend some time together. She was in such a good mood that she even said that she was willing to discuss the pregnancy subject while we were at it.

So, we planned to go away from the city for a few days and stay in a more reserved place, close to nature. We bought a bunch of camping equipment, stuffed it all into our car, and headed off for our first camping trip.

We were able to find a great campsite further from the main area, just like we wanted. The sun was still burning hot when we got all settled, so we decided to go for a swim. Even though she has a body to die for, Sue tends to be very shy and dress more on the conservative side, but I convinced her it would be a good opportunity for her being a bit more daring so she bought a new bikini, which was rather skimpy, and didn’t hide any of her perfect attributes. I was in the water cooling off and my wife was laying out working on her tan.

We though it would be nice to record our trip, so we brought our digital video recorder. I started playing around with the cam, shooting the beautiful sight, as well as her. It was a scorching hot day and there must have been a couple dozen guys checking out my wife’s body. She did look great in her bikini, but I was still a little surprised at how much attention she received.

As the sun was setting, a lot of people were leaving the beach. We heard the last call for the bus leaving for the day, so a lot of people rushed to get it. Just as the bus left, we saw a teenage boy running after it, but he tripped over something and his stuff fell all over the place. Although it was kind of a funny situation, we both felt a little sorry for the guy, he looked like he needed a hand.

I wanted to go for one last swim, so I headed to the water. I got a bit distracted, and when I looked back in her direction I saw them talking. I couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying to each other, but Sue did seem to enjoy the attention. I stayed in the water longer because I didn’t want to make it seem as if their chatter bothered me, after all the boy was not really a threat: tall, but a bit skinny and goofy. I finally gave in and made my way to the shore. a slut wife story

Honey this is Alec, can you believe he’s 18 and he’s up here by himself?. He seemed at least a couple of years younger.

She also said that she’d invited him to our campsite and then he headed off to get his gear. I asked my wife why she invited him. I feel bad for him being all alone, it’s only for a night. I was starting to get a bit frustrated, since I was planning on fucking her, but just went along with it, we had plenty of time after all.

So the three of us went back to the campsite and Alec set up his tent, I started the fire and we all sat there and Sue and I started drinking. All that Alec had was a tent and a backpack. He told us his that he and his family live in a town near bye and that he just loves camping so much so he comes here by himself sometimes. He seemed like a nice kid but there was just something funny about him, I just couldn’t put my finger on it. We told stories and jokes, when my wife was looking for stuff in the car, I told him we were planning on having a ch**, he said he would want the same if he was married to her.

He said he needed to take a leak and went behind his tent. Soon after, my wife returns laughing, saying that she accidentally saw him there and caught a glimpse of his cock, making a large gap between her both hands, referring to his size. I just assumed she was drunk and didn’t think anything about it. By the time he returned, we even played around with the camera again, pretending to act and just laughing at it. I noticed that Alec accidentally felt her up a couple of times, leaving him with a large bulge in his shorts. He kept saying I was lucky to marry such a pretty girl.

When the fire went out it was already very late at night, both Sue and I were quite drunk and we said goodnight to Alec.

We were both pretty buzzed and I was looking forward to fooling around, but I really needed to take a leak first, so I watched as my wife retired to our tent and head out to the beach for a quick relief. I said to Alec watch my wife for a couple of minutes, will you?. He just smiled and nodded. On my way back, I was a bit tired, so I just lay on the sand for a moment to catch my breath.

***

I woke up in the morning with the sun at my face. I headed back to our camp and arrived just in time to see Sue leaving out tent. Hi stud, weren’t you getting us some breakfast?. Thought she would be mad at me, for leaving her alone last night, but she remained in her good mood and kept smiling all the time. Guess I am the one who is getting it, she was about to leave, then she turned back and said By the way, you made quite a mess last night, see if you can do something about it she winked at me and left.

I looked around and noticed that Alec was gone, his things were gone too so I thought he just took the first bus out. I went back into the tent and saw the camera stuck in an odd position, but I remembered it was lying by the fire the day before. Didn’t think much of it and stated tiding up the place a bit before Sue came with the food. As I started folding the blanket, I found the mess she was referring moments ago. Thought it would be some of the beer that got spilt but it was something else. It had a strong scent, took me a few seconds to figure it out: it was dried cum, and a whole lot of it. My wife’s new bikini bottom was also covered in dried cum.

My head started to spin; I didn’t remember any of this.

Have I came back last night and fucked my wife as I was planning? When I woke up, it looked like I never left the beach. I didn’t know what to do, until I caught a glimpse of the camera again, and thought maybe it would have something that could make me remember.

So I took the cam and started playing what was recorded. It played the part we were at the fire, which I more of less remembered. Then the screen when all black with muffled sounds, thought it was the end of it.

After a good while I saw Alec face, he was holding the camera in front of him, filming himself by the fireplace. You should have knocked her up when you had the chance, dude. What the hell was he talking about?

Then he started filming our tent as he quietly walked towards it. He checked to see if Sue was awake, she seemed to be sleeping heavily under the covers. He entered our tent, the camera adjusted itself due to the light being very dim inside. Let’s see what he is missing, he said as he slowly pulled the blanket from her. Sue was sleeping wearing only her bikini bottom, her big breasts were all exposed to him.

Then he managed to fix the camera at that odd place, I understood why: it had a clear angle of the whole tent. He came back to where she was sleeping, leaned over her and started squeezing her breasts. Sue was not moving so he started being bolder, sucking and licking on her nipples, while massaging them with both hands.

Honey, what are you doing?, she mumbled still very drunk, never opening her eyes.

Alec stopped for a moment, waiting for her to do something, but she must have thought it was me, so he just resumed what he was doing.

I’m serious, what if the kid hears us?, she mumbled again. He was smiling, and pretended he was me by making a deeper voice.

What if I were him?, he said just before he started kissing her neck.

Oh honey, you are being bold in this trip aren’t you?, she hugged him, still looking dizzy and clumsy. As he continued his assault on her, she started moaning softly, I could see her nipples were getting hard.

I’m just giving what you need, he said as he undid the lace of her bikini, sounding more like him now.

And what would that be?, she started getting into it, as it was me pretending to be Alec.

Alec pushed her legs apart as he knelt between them, an involuntary moan escaped Sue’s lips as she felt his hand on her inner thighs. He leaned down on top of her and placed his nose up against her panty-covered mound and inhaled deeply.

Oh baby… oh yes, Sue moaned as she felt his tongue through the thin fabric.

Oh God yes she cried as he removed her bikini completely and he dove face first into her, eating my wife’s hot pussy. He plunged his tongue into her deeper and deeper.

Oh baby… oh you’re so good… oh God… don’t lose it baby… please… Alec, baby…, she cried, really playing along now. He continued eating her pussy, using his tongue to tickle and caress her clit, as he quickly worked a finger deep inside of her.

Oh God…Oh Yes! Oh Aleccccccc, Sue yelled as she was overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure flowed through her entire body.

It took some time for her to catch her breath, she was still shaking from her orgasm.

You are full of surprises, what else do you got for me?, she asked, teasing him. He then stood up, his back to the camera, and stated tossing his clothes, getting naked. As he turned around I could see that she was not lying earlier. The kid had a huge cock. Had to be 9, maybe 10 inches and very thick. He took her hand and wrapped it around his large cock, it was so thick she couldn’t close her hand around it. She seemed puzzled, as she must have felt the difference.

My you’re a big boy, Alec, she said playfully.

I couldn’t tell if she was playing along or if she noticed something was wrong already.

Bigger than your husband’s?, he asked

Yeah baby, way bigger, she answered in a sluttish tone. Alec got on top of her, she leaned back and spread her legs, as he quickly got into position, placed her legs over his shoulders and aligned the head of his cock with the entrance of her pussy.

That’s it go slow… oh… oh God… oh yes… slow sweetie…oh yes…oh my God, Sue cried as Alec slowly sank his entire 10 inches into her. I could see her pussy stretching as it tried to accommodate this huge organ being forced deep inside.

Her eyes shut harder as she felt his cock go deeper then anyone she had ever had, it filled her completely and almost seemed like it would break her in half, as it just kept pushing forward.

Oh fuck… you’ve got a hot, tight pussy Sue, he growled down at her as his hard shaft slammed back and forth into her pussy.

Fuck I need this so bad!, she moaned as he filled her and pulled out and then quickly filled her again.

Are you a slut for my big cock, baby, he asked teasing her.

Ohhhhhmmmmmmm!, sue groaned loudly, her fingers clawing into his back as his dick once more rammed home. wife story slut

I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since I fucking met you!, he growled down at her as he looked down to watch his big, hard dick sliding rapidly in and out of her pussy, his large balls slapping loudly against her ass.

OH! Your dick is so fucking good! Yeah!

Ummmmmm! So fucking big!, my wife groaned as she rolled her eyes. Oh I love the way you fuck me! YES! Oh! It’s been so fucking long! Fuck me like a slut!.

You’re so fucking hot bitch! He growled down at her as he thrust his dick hard inside her, slamming all 10-inches inside her fully, her big tits bouncing up and down. He kept looking back at the camera, laughing as he was pounding her away.

Ohhhhhhh! Ram that big fucking dick into my tight pussy! Fuck me hard! OH YES! Like that! Fuck me so good! OHHHHHMmmmmmmm!, she groaned loudly as she continued thrusting herself back onto his invading rod. OHHH! Fuck me! Shoot all of your fucking cum into me! Knock me up! Fill me! OH FUCK! That’s soooo hot! OH! YEAH! Make me pregnant baby! I’m cumming!!, she yelled at the top of her lungs.

Suddenly, Alec buried his cock into her one last time and I could see his large balls contracting: load after large load of hot, white, sticky cum, shot deep inside her unprotected pussy, deep into her womb as she was shivering and shaking from her orgasm.

He continued to ram his big 10-inch dick hard into her tight pussy for what seemed like an eternity, until he pumped her full with his cum.

That was too much for Sue, as she just passed out by all the alcohol plus the excitement. Alec just stood up, wiped his cock clean with her bikini bottom, waved the camera goodbye and said Can’t say I didn’t watch her, guess you don’t need to worry about her not wanting a baby anymore… see ya dude. Then he just took off. I could see large globs of his cum leaking from my wife’s cunt, now a complete mess all res and swollen, and making a puddle under her ass. Soon after, the video went black. I was completely lost, didn’t have a clue on what to do.

If I’d only known at the time all of the things that were still waiting for us on our camping trip…

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By The Pool [part 1 of 2]
By: FD Man (ballman01@hotmail.com)

As the summer approached, and weather warmed up, Nicola began to think of sunbathing.
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With her new found confidence as a slut, Nicola decided to adopt the same approach to swimwear as she had to her clothing and lingerie.

This year, Nicola thought she would dispense with the one piece swimsuits she had worn in the past, and a trip to an up market swimsuit shop saw her purchase the briefest of bikinis. Sadly for her, the shop’s staff did not help her in the way the lingerie store staff had, but she was still pleased with what she bought.

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With her pregnancy yet to show, her purchase was a white micro bikini with a top that struggled to contain her massive tits and a bottom that plunged to only just cover the top of her pussy slit, exposing her still shaven mons, with a single string that went beneath her perineum and on to separate her ass cheeks.

Nicola figured that a full bush would pretty much envelope the tiny triangle of material and also reflected that it was not what most 41 year olds would wear. But she felt she had covered herself for too long.

Nicola had also had come to terms with the type of slut she might be, deciding to share her pussy around while keeping her ass for her husband.

Now she just had to find guys with whom she could share herself.

Returning from shopping Nicola decided to make the most of what was probably the first day of the year when it would be warm enough to sunbathe. She put on her new bikini, luxuriating in how sexy it made her feel, before striding outside to lie on the lounger next to her pool and begin to work on her tan.

She liberally applied the sun tan oil to her body, stimulating herself as she caressed her own body. As she lay down to expose her back to the sun, a back that apart from the string of her top and bikini brief was asked, she felt that what she need right now was a man.

Recent months had seen new neighbours move in to the house next door – father and son, Eddie (whom she later found out was a widower) and his teenage son (who she soon found out was named Andy).

As she lay in her micro bikini, Nicola sensed someone was watching – and looked up to see the youth from next door staring over the fence at her.

Making eye contact which the youth couldn’t break, she said, in her most enticing voice, why are you staring, you could come over here and rub some lotion into me.

Hesitantly, the youth obeyed, climbing the fence. When he reached her lounger, Nicola rolled from lying on front to lying on her back, letting the youth have a full view of the minimal body cover that her micro-bikini offered over her ripe breasts and shaven pussy.

Nicola handed the youth the bottle of sun tan oil, asking him to rub some of the oil into her legs.

As he gained confidence he worked his way up from Nicola’s ankles to her thighs. Meanwhile she noticed the growth of a bulge in his shorts. However, just as Nicola was about to suggest that he rub the oil into her belly and around her tits, she sensed the youth twitch and look very embarrassed. He quickly made apologies and left, Nicola figuring that she had made him cum in his shorts.

Nicola figured she wouldn’t let his young seed go to waste again.

The next day, Nicola returned to her sunbathing spot and soon after again sensed the youth watching her. Looking over to his eager face she again invited the youth over to rub suntan oil into her.

This time though, as he rubbed the suntan oil into her legs, she removed her top letting her huge tits bounce free. She then grabbed the bulge of his erection in his shorts, saying, don’t be embarrassed, I won’t let you waste your young spunk again.

She then grabbed the bottle of sun tan oil and squeezed the oil over her tits, asked can you rub this in?, adding, and by the way, what’s your name?

Andy the youth replied, prompting Nicola to say as in Randy Andy!, adding, I’m Nicola.

Hardly able to believe his luck, Andy began to rub the oil over Nicola’s tits, needing the firm flesh and coming to dwell on her nipples, squeezing and pinching them. As he moved his mouth to kiss her tits, his hands slid down her belly and inside the edge of Nicola’s tiny bikini brief.

He had always expected a fully grown woman would have a full bush of hair, but Nicola was hairless.

As he slid his hand under the edge of the bikini and to the slit of her pussy, he was puzzled. When he had hid in a store cupboard in the girl’s changing room at school to view the older girls, they all had wispy down-like hair covering their pussies, but this woman was hairless.

As he pondered the smoothness of her pussy, Nicola put her hand into his shorts to get closer to his cock, her oily hands running up and down its length. She was impressed. It wasn’t huge, measuring about 7 inches, but boy, was it rigid.

Wanting this cock in her pussy, she then whispered, maybe we should take care of this inside.

Dutifully Andy followed his topless neighbour into her house, watching her ass cheeks wobble as she walked before him – the string of the rear of her bikini briefs having slid deep into the crack of her ass.

Having enjoyed rubbing the sun tan oil into his neighbours tits, he grabbed the bottle on the way indoors.

Once inside, she turned and asked him, would you take my bikini bottom off?

The boy couldn’t believe he was being asked this. For the first time he’d be up close with a naked sexy woman.

Nicola leant back on her kitchen table, and let Andy slide his hand inside her bikini bottom, his oily hand sliding along her pussy crack while his other hand eased the briefs down Nicola’s firm thighs.

After removing her briefs the youth ogled Nicola’s nakedness. Her large round breasts, the curves of her belly, her strong thighs, the bareness of her cunt and her protruding pussy lips.

He moved his hand to her belly, running it down her mons and inserted his finger into Nicola’s cunt, his inexpert hand probing into her wetness. His uncertainty led Nicola to ask is this your first time?, whereupon the boy nodded.

Nicola replied, well most girls like to have their pussies kissed as she leant back and opened her legs wide. The boy knelt in front of her, amazed at this female’s willingness to expose herself to him, then pushed his face into her cunt and letting his tongue glide into her wetness.

Nicola guided him, moving her hands down to spread her pussy lips and guiding his tongue saying yes that’s it start with my lips, my labia, yes, yes, mmm before guiding his tongue to the top of her spread pussy and saying, this little fold of flesh is my clit, kiss it, suck it, girls love that before letting out a gasp as Andy did as instructed.

Andy learnt fast, bring Nicola to a small orgasm, the older lady encouraging him with screams of yes, that’s it, suck me, suck me yes, yes.

She then guided Andy to stand upright, taking hold of his cock and bringing the head to her dilated pussy. Nicola spread her pussy lips and the youth needed no instruction to start pushing his cock deep into her pussy.

He began to slowly push his length in and out of Nicola’s wetness before loosing control and pistoning his cock deep into her pussy.

His first orgasm took less than a minute, his cum exploding deep into the housewife’s cunt.

Nowhere near satisfaction herself, Nicola smiled as he said wow, that was amazing. I never thought it would be that good.

Nicola smiled as he withdrew his cock, a huge amount of cum flooding out of her cunt like a torrent. Young man, that was just getting started … now let’s do it again with a bit more control, Nicola said as she lent down in front of the youth, taking his cock in her mouth.

Cleaning the jizz from his cock and stimulating him at the same time, she quickly made Andy’s eager young cock rigid again.

This time Nicola sought to contain his youthful energy, teasing the cock with her tongue, before swallowing it deep into her throat. Andy had never felt a sensation like this – a woman swallowing his cock and and he began to thrust in and out of her throat before exploding another load of jizz into Nicola’s throat.

Nicola swallowed most of Andy’s explosion but a few drops escaped he lips and dribbled down her chin. Andy thought this was the sexiest sight he had ever seen – his mature and sexy married neighbour squatting naked and with his cum oozing from her mouth.

The sight made his cock again go rigid – prompting Nicola to again lie back on the table. Spreading her legs, she again guided Andy’s cock into her wet hole. As the youth began to fuck her again, Nicola grabbed the bottle of sun oil, squirting a stream of lotion on her tits.

Go on rub my tits she ordered, squirting more oil on her large globes as he rubbed massaged her. Some of the oil started to run down into her cunt, making her even more slippery as Andy moved his cock in and out of her.

With Andy’s eagerness spent by his earlier ejaculations, he began to savour the process of fucking Nicola, enjoying the realisation that he was in control. Taking time to build up his pace, he brought Nicola to a large orgasm, the older women screaming as he began to piston his cock into her. Shooting his load deep into her cunt immediately afterwards, Andy then had the stamina to fuck Nicola one further time – this time on the kitchen floor – before returning home.

He left with the parting words I love you to which Nicola suggested, I think it’s my cunt you love, so let’s just call this lust.

• After work by: mtman67
• Breakfast of champions

Broadband Installation
By: Party (jerakeencm@hotmail.com)

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Hello again, it’s Jack here, you may remember my Ebony and Ivory story about a relationship between my sexy wife Natasha and a hotel worker in Zanzibar.

She had fucked another guy on our first night to get back at me after a fight, but unknown to her I had watched the whole thing. I got so turned on, that I allowed her to continue seeing her black lover for the duration of the holiday, providing me with lots of sloppy seconds. She got so turned on by the whole thing that she allowed me to take her anal virginity, and then watch as her lover plundered her arse too with his long cock, before we gave her her first DP.

However, at the end of the holiday we decided that we wouldn’t go down the swinging route, even though our sex life had improved greatly during that two weeks. We did however agree that if her lover someday made it over to the UK, we could pick up where we left off.

That was about 18 months ago now, and our sex life was still as great as it was when we came back from Zanzibar. We had occasionally acted out fantasies, with Natasha being blindfolded and imagining it was someone other than me screwing her, or being doubly penetrated by me and her new dildo, but she had never shown any signs of wanting to take it further than fantasy.

Until last week.

We were due to get cable TV and broadband internet installed in our new home. The broadband was to be routed up to our bedroom, as that was where the computer was. Natasha works about five minutes from our new place, so we agreed that she would be the one to go and let the engineer in. She called me at about half past three that afternoon to let me know that the cable company had called to say they were on their way, so if I needed to get hold of her I should call her at home.

I knew that because of the timing Natasha wouldn’t be going back to work so I figured I would be getting home to a horny wife. She does seem to have a bit of a thing about workmen, and knowing that I would be home not long after one had left would doubtless have seen her worked up into a frenzy.

Arriving home I pulled onto the drive and got out of the car. I half expected Natasha to meet me at the door and drag me in to the house, but wasn’t that surprised when she didn’t appear. I was surprised when she didn’t answer my call of Honey, I’m home!, but then I saw a note on the hall table.

Thinking she’d maybe gone out to get some shopping I opened it.

There’s a video in the recorder. Watch it before you do anything else!

Curious I slipped off my jacket, tie and shoes and went into the lounge. Turning on the TV and video I settled back into an armchair and watched.

The screen opened with a shot of what looked like our bedroom, the camera was obviously hidden behind a pot plant as I could see part of a leaf in the top corner. I could hear muffled voices gradually getting louder, until I was able to recognise Natasha’s. My mind went into overdrive, did she fuck the cable guy? My cock went rigid at the thought.

Natasha came into the room dressed in a dark blue skirt suit, the skirt of which finished mid-thigh. Her jacket was open, and underneath she was wearing a white blouse. The tailored jacket and blouse showed off her 32C breasts nicely, and her toned legs were covered by either by stockings or tights, I couldn’t tell which, that were a similar colour to her suit. The outfit was finished off by a pair of dark blue heels.

Following her into the room was the guy, who was going to install the broadband. I guess he must have been in his mid-twenties, and, I suppose, reasonably cute (trying to look through a woman’s eyes here!). Combine this with the fact he was wearing tight-ish jeans and a company polo shirt, and I knew Natasha would be getting some very naughty thoughts.

She showed him where we wanted the cable to run to, and then sat down on the corner of our bed to watch him. The corner she was sitting on was opposite where the camera was hidden, and hence I could see a flash of white knickers up her skirt. My guess was that the cable guy would have had a similar view to me, if he turned back to look at her.

They made small talk for a while, Natasha’s position changing slightly as the cable guy (James, I heard her say), moved towards the door to do some work over there. A few minutes later she stood up and offered him a coffee, which he accepted.

Natasha headed downstairs, while James continued working away. He moved back round under the computer table (and the camera), which I worked out from the fact that I could no longer see him, but the noise suddenly increased. My wife returned a few minutes later, minus her jacket but with two cups of coffee. The outline of her bra was faintly visible through her blouse, which had enough buttons undone to display the cleft of her cleavage, and, when she bent down in front of the camera to put James’ coffee on the table, I could plainly see her nipples standing out.

She sat back down on the corner of the bed facing the camera, except this time I saw no flash of white.

Fuck me! I said to myself, She’s taken her knickers off!

I knew that now, if James turned back to look her way, he too would see that her pussy was uncovered.

My cock strained to be free as I began thinking about what James’ reaction to my sexy wife flashing him her pussy would be.

Natasha carried on the small talk, gradually turning things towards slightly more personal matters, before she asked James if had a girlfriend. When he answered negatively, and that he hadn’t had one for a couple of months I could see my wife practically shudder with anticipation. I had my answer, she was definitely planning to fuck him and she was filming it for me.

I was dying to see how things developed, and I didn’t have to wait long.

James stood up, announced that he had finished the installation, and told her the cost. At this, Natasha got a slightly coy look on her face, and said quietly that I hadn’t left her the money to cover it. Any other time I would have been upset by such an accusation, but I knew that it was all part of her charade. She asked if there was another way she could cover the bill, looking pointedly at James’ crotch and then his face.

He started to mumble something about credit cards, or coming back to get the money at some other time, but from the tent appearing in his trousers he knew exactly what she meant.

James was close enough to Natasha for her to reach out and begin stroking his cock through his trousers as she said, I’m sure there might be another way. slut wife bred story

But you’re married. James protested, but it was quite obvious his cock was ruling his thoughts as he stepped in closer to my wife.

Well it’s his fault for not leaving me the money. Replied Natasha, reaching to his belt.

That was enough reason for James, and he pulled off his shirt, before helping my wife undo his jeans.

She slid them off, together with his boxers, and her eyes widened in delight. And I could see why as she picked up in her hand the fattest cock I have ever seen. It was roughly the same length as mine at around 7 inches, but it looked to be as big around as a drinks can.

Slowly Natasha began to run her hand up and down it, although she could barely encircle three quarters of it. I had left my own cock inside my trousers up until now, but seeing her wank this monster dick meant I had to free mine from its constraint. I couldn’t wait to see this fat cock splitting my wife’s pussy wide open.

Natasha stuck out her tongue and began to lick around the head of James’ dick, leading him to groan with pleasure. She then tried to stuck the enormous pole into her mouth, but struggled so contented herself with using her hands and tongue.

James bent over slightly and slid his hand inside not just her blouse, but also her bra and began fondling her right tit.

This brought an appreciative moan from Natasha, so James proceeded to undo her blouse fully. Natasha stopped her blow job briefly to slip off the blouse and her bra so that her lover had free access to both boobs. He immediately began massaging both, paying particular attention to her sensitive nipples, which were now standing out like bullets.

This continued for a couple of minutes, before James worked one hand under the waistband of my wife’s skirt. His fingers began working away at her clit and, doubtless very wet pussy.

However he’d only just started to finger her, when he pulled his hand out and put both on Natasha’s shoulders. I guessed he was about to cum, and sure enough a few seconds later his spunk began flying out of his dick covering her face, before she aimed it down to her tits, the last few spurts barely making it.

In an instant James had pushed Natasha back onto the bed and was on his knees before her. He pushed her skirt up around her waist, revealing that she was wearing stockings with suspenders, and dove in to her pussy. Natasha writhed around on the bed as he attacked her like a starving man, I guess he can’t have had sex for quite a while as he was eager to taste as much of my wife’s cunt as possible.

Natasha had one hand on the back of his head, with the other pulling her nipples as she rolled from one orgasm to the next. Her breath was coming in short gasps, and I could just hear her panting Oh God, oh yes, oh fuck over and over.

James must have eaten her out for nearly ten minutes, never seeming to tire before Natasha pulled his head away from her crotch and panted Fuck me now!

As he stood up I briefly saw my wife’s very pink, very wet pussy. Then, erect for the second time, James’ thick cock appeared in the shot aiming for the pink target.

He pushed around for a moment before the wide head found the right spot and popped inside Natasha’s cunt. She let out an animalistic groan as her lover slowly forced his monster inside her.

Holy shiiiiiiittt!! She cried out, That thing is huge! It’s tearing me in half!

James had only managed to get about half of his cock inside at this point, and stopped.

Don’t stop. Fuck me. Called out Natasha, as she wrapped her legs around his thighs and pulled the remaining few inches inside her.

Oh Jesus Chriiiiist! She screamed.

Her legs fell back down, and I guess she must have passed out briefly as there seemed to be no reaction from her as James began sliding in and out of her soaking wet hole. Then, slowly life came back into her, and she began moaning and begging him to turn her pussy inside out with his fat cock. Her legs returned to wrap around him as he increased the tempo of his thrusting.

A combination of youthful stamina, and the fact he had cum once already meant they were able to fuck for around 20 minutes. Often switching positions I watched that big dick split my wife’s pussy from behind, spooned, her on top facing him… but my favourite was seeing her sit on top of that monster facing the camera. I had a terrific view of her pussy lips spread wide and the fat shaft drilling into her.

I swear that Natasha winked and blew a kiss to the camera while she was in this position.

Throughout the whole time both were moaning and grunting, Natasha seemingly in constant orgasm, her body tensing when the most powerful one’s hit her.

One more change of position saw my wife back on her back, her legs over James’ shoulders as he bent her almost in two while he pounded his cock into her. It was while they were in this position that his strokes became a bit more erratic.

Natasha, feeling this told him to cum inside me James. Let me feel that big cock of yours pumping its seed into me.

His back arched, his buttocks tensed and he let out a huge groan as he did what she had asked, filling her cunt with his spunk.

Spent, he fell to the bed beside Natasha. I could see her pussy still spread wide open, glistening with a mixture of her juices and his cum.

They both lay there for a moment, before Natasha said, so does that cover the bill?

James laughed, It sure does. Look, I’d better get going before I’m missed at work, or your husband comes home. If you ever need anything else seeing to, you know where you can find me. He tweaked her nipple and stood up.

A few moments later, after James had got dressed and left. Natasha got up from the bed, came over to the camera, picked it up and, after giving it a kiss, switched it off.

Somehow I had managed to hold off from cumming myself during the whole video, so I was about to rewind a bit to allow myself some relief when I heard a noise behind me. Turning round I saw Natasha standing naked in the doorway, James’s cum still visible around her pussy and on her thighs.

I’ve been a naughty girl.

She said with a twinkle in her eye.

I said nothing as I got up and walked over to her. I grabbed hold of her and turned her around, pinning her to the door post. Pushing my trousers down I rammed my cock into her stretched pussy from behind.

Yes you have you little slut! I said as I began drilling my cock into her.

Oh, yeeeesss. Fuck me. She responded.

After the show I had just seen I didn’t last long before adding my cum to that of her lover.

I leaned in to her and kissed her passionately.

I love you. I said.

Me too. She replied. Freeing herself, she took my hand and lead me upstairs where we spent the rest of the evening fucking each others brains out.

• After we leave the office
• Breakdown chapter 9 departures

Bridget’s Letter
By: roamer (rantzmuham@aol.com)

Here’s a letter from someone I met on this site. She liked my other story and we started emailing. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

dear jeff,

i hardly know how to begin to tell you about the most incredible experience of my life. i think i’ve already told it to brad about a dozen times. he just keeps wanting me to tell him over and over and then he gets hot and we do it, though sometimes it doesn’t work for him. that’s ok though. but lots of stuff i cant really tell him, like how i was really, really feeling, so i’m glad i can tell you. i am so glad brad made me read your story, jeff, and am so happy that i have met you, even if it is only on the computer. i think we are getting close. we’ve only been writing for a little while but you know stuff about me i think brad doesn’t. can i tell you something? when you wrote that you were going to make strong demands on candy and you expect her to obey i got all tingly and weird inside. brad doesnt know that side of me at all. i dont know how you saw that but i love it that you did!!!! it is so so erotic!

brad took some pics of me in a sundress. when he said he wanted me to pull my top down too, then i really thought about you cause in my mind these are your pics. but i guess i better not send those ones, just the nice ones. i dont want to get you in trouble, hehe.

i’m writing this late sunday night. it’s after midnight and brad is asleep, so if this is jumbled up and stuff you’ll know why. anyway, here’s what happened on my most incredible friday night. first, brad was very smart to make me have two vodkas before we went out. i couldnt have done it otherwise. and second he was smart not to let me wear the dress he bought for me (the one i told you about) cause it was just too revealing for the bar we were going to. he said i looked like a whore. so i just wore this cute little a-line dress with spaghetti straps and a kind of low scoop neck front and flared skirt and heels with little white ankle socks. and nothing else cause that’s what brad likes. wife slut whore stories

brad wanted me to go in alone when we got to the bar, so i did. it was about 10:00 and the bar was completely crowded so it’s so unlike me but i just pushed my way in between a couple of guys who didnt seem to mind at all. it turned out to be four frat buddies from Rutgers and they all wanted to buy me a drink. i guess cause i was candy, i didnt feel at all nervous like i thought i would, and when i saw brad come in, i let one of the straps on my dress slide down my shoulder cause i knew that would get him all excited. it was so funny because everyone of the guys ordered me a drink. i had four drinks sitting there at one time!!! as soon as i finished they would all order me another one. it got to be pretty ridiculous. i guess i was getting pretty drunk, too, but i dont think i realized it cause of all the excitement and stuff. i was kind of bad, i guess, flirting and bumping up against guys and stuff like that.

everybody wanted to dance with me and since i love to dance (and am pretty good at it too), that part was a lot of fun. there was one guy there that i really liked. i think he must have been the youngest or maybe he just looked the youngest, but he was kind of quite and really really cute. his name was chad. but the only time he would dance with me was if i asked him. the guy who really came on to me the most was dale, a tall, kind of jock sort who was really aggressive and i guess not bad looking. i wouldn’t pick him, probably, but he was ok. i tried to flirt with chad, but dale sort of monopolized me. he was dancing with me all the time and i guess the other guys thought that since i wasnt saying no to him that he was the one i wanted. guys are so so dumb sometimes! anyway during one of the slow dances he put his hand under my dress, lifted it up, and started feeling my bare bottom right there on the dance floor, which was luckily very dark. for some reason, that really got me excited, and i think it’s because since i was 12 every guy i know always goes first for my boobs, but he knew exactly what he wanted and just went for it. that really, really impressed me, and when he slid his hand around and started to sort of caress my pussy a tiny bit, i just sort of melted and i asked him right out if i could suck his cock. just like that. that’s exactly what i said. he just said where and i asked him if we could go out to his car, so he walked me back to the bar, i got my purse and made sure brad could see what i was doing, and then walked out with dale. on the way out, he put his hand under my dress again, which absolutely thrilled me, and we walked out to the car with half of my ass showing.

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it is hard to describe how i was feeling. it surprised me that i could so easily ask him to suck his cock. it was almost like another person said it. the strangest thing is how i loved his exhibiting me. i loved the dirty stares i got from the other girls when he was pulling my skirt up. it’s weird, i know, but that is the way i felt. i think i may be an exhibitionist or something. i never thought i was, but oh my god i loved it when he was showing me on the dance floor. i guess i liked it that he was so aggressive too.

the parking lot is around the back of the bar and the back part where dales car was isnt lighted very well. in fact it isn’t really lighted at all. i wanted brad to be able to see, but still i was glad that it was pretty dark. it was bad enough that the moon was so bright! when we got to his car i asked him if he had something i could kneel on and he opened his trunk and got out a towel, then he took my purse and threw it in the trunk and then grabbed me and gave me the most erotic and intense kiss i think i’ve ever gotten. (i didn’t tell brad that!) then all of a sudden he reached down and pulled my dress right off of me and threw it in the trunk and closed it. i should have been so scared then, but i wasn’t. dont ask me why. i was standing there completely naked except for my shoes.

dale put the towel down in front of him and i knelt down and unbuckled his belt and opened his pants and i pulled his thing out. i was amazed at how heavy it felt in my hands. then drunk or not i did get nervous. i didnt know if brad could see or not, but i just assumed he did so i started to lick him. (that’s not at all true, jeff. i realize as i’m writing this that i would have done that even if i KNEW brad wasn’t there. i wanted to suck dales cock. i really did.) i guess it was sort of semi hard and when i started licking up and down the shaft it got real hard and stiff. brad i think is kind of small so i wasnt too surprised that dale was a little bigger, maybe and inch or two? but i really was surprised at how fat it was. oh my god when i saw it i just couldnt believe it. i couldnt get my hand all around it. then dale reached down and grabbed me by the hair and pushed me face towards his cock and i just opened my mouth and let him push in me. (i know you wanted me to think about how i felt just then, but truthfully i dont think i thought about it too much. i just wanted to please him, so just looked up at him and opened my mouth for him.)

i could feel my lips sort of tracing the outline of the head of his cock as he was pushing into mouth but it wasnt until the head started to slid across my tongue that i was fully aware that his dick was actually in my mouth. (did i tell you this? i dont have a gag reflex. my sister doesnt either. we used to always make ki** laugh cause we could push pencils and stuff down or throats, and then one day my dad heard about it and we got in so much trouble. i guess i know why today, but we were so upset then.) so anyway, i really wanted to impress dale that way and i think i did cause he pushed himself right to the back of my throat the first stroke and i heard him say goddamn! god, i just loved that!!! but he was still trying to get more in me and i couldn’t cause he was just too thick and it was hurting a little bit when he was jamming against me like that, but then i just had this huge urge to yawn and you know what, when i did he just slid easily right down my throat. all of a sudden my face was in his pubic hair. i wish i had known how to do that in the first place, cause my throat hurts right now and i dont think it would have. anyway, he grabbed my head and just started jamming himself in and out of me and all of a sudden i felt the bottom of his cock sort of pulse or something and i realized he was coming. he was all the way down my throat but i could feel the first spurt, and then when he pulled back for another stroke, i could feel it in my mouth. i tried to swallow but before i could he was down my throat again which pushed his semen out the sides of my mouth. i think is was only about two or three more strokes like that and he just buried himself in my mouth and was just kind of convulsing. i was so surprised by how hot it felt running down my threat and scared too that he wouldn’t pull out in time cause i couldn’t breath at all. but it was ok.

when he was done, i thanked him over and over and i truly meant it. i even licked his cock to get it all cleaned and stuff and he had me use my finger to get the stuff that had fallen on my boobs and he had me put it in my mouth. i did it because he told me to. he even had me lick up some that had fallen on his shoe. i feel like such a tramp telling you about that now, but right then i felt honored to do it. i loved it, in fact! the taste was sort of like chlorine or something like that, so i guess it really didnt taste good, but right then i thought it was the best taste in the world. and i still do!!!!

well anyway, he got my dress and purse out of the trunk but he wanted me to walk part way back to the bar with him just the way i was. i did it too. that was almost as thrilling as what i just did. when we got back to the bar, brad was still there it turns out he couldn’t find us, he says. i’m not sure about that though. i know i saw somebody watching us. but why would he lie? anyway, dale walked us back to the group of guys and i know he was telling them what i did, but i didnt care, not at all. i was kind of proud, really, cause i knew i was good, well actually really really really bad!!!! then he got us a table and was dancing and groping me at the table and telling me that he how he was going to fuck me when the bar closed. then as they were doing last call i told him i had to go use the bathroom and as i walked past brad, i signaled him to meet me outside and i slipped out. i didnt think brad wanted me to fuck. we had agreed that i would only let a guy use my mouth, that’s all.

in the car i told brad what happened and that dale wanted me to fuck him too, and brad said i should have let him. i asked him if he really meant it, that it wasnt too late and he said yes he really meant it. i could tell he was all turned on, so i went back into the bar, but everyone had gone. so i went out and told brad and he said to go see if his car was still there, so i did, i was actually running to where it was, but when i got there he had gone. too bad!! i would have loved to fuck him. he would have been rough i know. brad never is.

hi jeff, its monday morning. i just read this mess above. i know i didnt do a very good job of describing what happened. i need to think more about how i felt. i did like the way i was treated. it’s strange but i think lots of women would love to do what i did though. or maybe i’m just kidding myself. maybe i’m just all screwed up. i dont know. i do know that when dale was done with me, i felt in love with him in a funny way. i know i would have done anything he wanted me to right then. i know for sure that if he had decided to fuck me right then he could have. brad is still all turned on by all of this. probably as much if not more than i am.

i have to go to work now. it’s after 10:30 and i’m supposed to be at work by 10:00. hope you like the pics.

love, bridget

• After tennis [part 3 of 3] by: tom
• Breakdown chapter 5 fluffer’s fall

Brett’s Reunion
By: Just Plain Bob (rdavis9607@msn.com)

My wife Brettany received an invitation to her high school classes twenty-year reunion and she had spent the better part of the last two weeks trying to talk me into taking her. I really wasn’t all that keen on taking her back, first, because I think reunions are stupid – my tenth taught me that – and second, I did not want to take her back because of who she was when she was in high school.

Brett was the class slut! Actually, that’s not really true – Brett was the school slut! She didn’t know that I knew that about her and I never had any intention of letting her know that I knew. Brett was three years behind me in high school and we didn’t move in the same circles so, to the best of my knowledge, she never had a clue that I remembered her from high school when we met in college.

But I was at a party once where she took on eleven guys in one of the bedrooms, and I was two cars over at the drive-in movies one night when she handed out blow jobs to seven guys in the back seat of her boyfriend of the moments car. Those two occasions, plus all the stories I’d heard about her escapades, left no doubt in my mind that she was indeed what she was called – a fucking slut!

I left for college and it was three years before I saw her again. I bumped into her, literally, in the library and as I helped her pick up her books I thought she looked vaguely familiar, but it wasn’t until I saw her name on the cover of one of her notebooks that I realized who she was. Longer hair, fuller breasts, very little make-up (as opposed to high school where she put it on by the pound) and braces on her teeth. I apologized for not watching where I was going and watched her walk away. Two days later I saw her sitting in the cafeteria and she nodded at me in recognition. Over the next couple of months I saw her several times around campus and I noticed that, contrary to high school, she didn’t have a herd of guys sniffing around her.

In fact, I never saw her with another guy.

Then fate stepped in and put us together. I let a married friend of mine talk me into a blind date with a friend of his wife’s. His wife’s friend had been on campus for about six months and had never gone out with a guy and Harry’s wife felt that the girl needed to loosen up. When I asked why the girl didn’t date I was told that the girl was sick of guys, they all wanted the same thing, they all acted like pigs and she was tired of fighting them off. My friend’s wife thought that all the girl needed was to meet a really nice guy and she had picked me. I don’t know what made me do it, but I agreed and the date turned out to be Brett. To make a very long story a little bit shorter, Brett and I spent a lot of time together over the next year, I fell in love, proposed, she accepted, and we got married.

We moved to a town six hundred miles away from the town where we grew up and started our new life.
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Never during our marriage did Brett give me any reason to suspect that she had been anything but a faithful wife, so why was I reluctant to take her to her reunion? Because I had no idea how she would react to being around all the males who had known her (and yes, I do mean that in the biblical sense) in high school. More specifically, I had no idea how I would react if those same males got raunchy with her. However, in the end I finally caved in and we went. slut wife bestiality stories

My fears appeared to be totally unjustified and we spent a very enjoyable time with Brett’s classmates. We had taken the entire week off for the visit so we could visit with friends and family, so when we were invited to a party during our stay, we accepted.

The crowd in attendance was a fun loving bunch, the booze was flowing and everyone was having a great time. I got so drunk during the evening that after the third hour I was out of it (I found out later that my drinks had been doctored) and I sat in a drunken stupor and watched the events related here unfold. It started when someone began talking about how things had been when we were ki**. Then it progressed to the games we played as ki**; kick the can, hide and seek, mother-may-I and spin the bottle. Then someone suggest that they play spin the bottle now and everybody said:

Yeah! Lets do it.

It started out low key, just pecks on the lips and cheeks, but alcohol and atmosphere soon took over and soon the players were involved in some pretty heavy French kissing. Twenty minutes into the game someone said:

Let’s spice it up.

Soon the kisses were accompanied by the touching of body parts; cocks and tits were squeezed as the kisses were exchanged and after ten minutes of that things got really raunchy. By the time one woman stuck her hand down the front of a guys pants and groped his cock I had dropped out and was in my stupor. I sat off to the side and through fogged eyes watched while women raised their skirts so their pussies could be played with and guys pulled out their cocks so the girls could stroke them.

Brett was having a great time and hadn’t noticed that I had dropped out and she continued to play. I watched as guys licked bare tits, fingered pussies and as the women kissed the heads of dicks. It had gotten a little too risqué for some people and they had quietly withdrawn from the circle and gone home. Soon there were only eleven people left; Brett, a woman named Claire, and nine guys. Brett had taken in a lot of alcohol and she was having a good time, but she hadn’t been paying all that much attention to what was going on around her; she had not noticed all the people leaving and she was seemingly unaware that it was now just two women and nine men.

The next time Brett spun the bottle it pointed to a guy named Todd and she leaned over to kiss him and he took her in his arms and shoved his tongue down her throat. His hand went under her skirt and from the way she was squirming I was pretty sure that he was finger fucking her. The kiss broke after about thirty seconds and when the two of them pulled apart Brett was breathless and flushed.

The next spin of the bottle pointed at Brett and the guy who had spun the bottle walked over to her and told her he wanted his kiss on the head of his dick. Brett giggled and bent forward to put a peck on the cockhead, but the guy grabbed the back of her head and hunched forward and his cock popped into Brett’s mouth. Todd moved behind her and held her so she couldn’t move back and the guy in her mouth began to slowly fuck Brett’s mouth. I saw what was happening and I tried to get up, but I couldn’t seem to be able to get motor function in any of my limbs; all I could do was sit there and watch.

Todd pulled out a knife and cut the crotch band of Brett’s panties and then he plunged his cock into her from behind. While Jim fucked Brett’s mouth and Todd fucked her pussy, Al moved up beside her and began playing with her tits. For maybe a minute Brett struggled to get free and then she caved in completely and became a willing fuck toy.

For the next hour or so I watched as the nine guys got fucked and sucked by Brett and Claire. Several times I saw Brett glance over to where I sat motionless in the chair, but I couldn’t read her expression. Did she think I was willingly letting this happen, or de she realize I had no way of stopping it? Finally Claire’s husband said that they had to be going.

With only Brett left she became the center of attention and the last thing I remembered seeing before I passed completely out was Brett with a cock in each available hole, being bounced back and forth between the three men.

It was daylight outside when I awoke to a pounding headache. It took me several moments before I remembered where I was. I gingerly got up out of the easy chair and looked around wondering where Brett was. I stumbled to the bathroom and found some Tylenol in the medicine cabinet and I washed four of them down with some water. I only had vague recollections of the night before, but something inside me was saying, Find Brett. You need to find Brett!

I heard some sounds coming from the hallway to my left and I headed that way. As I neared the room the sounds were coming from they became recognizable as words:

God yes baby, just like that. I love the way you suck cock. That’s it, oh yeah, just like that.

There were sounds of flesh smacking flesh and when I reached the door of the room and looked inside I saw Brett and five guys. Brett was trying to slide up and down on the cock in her pussy while the guy buried in her ass was pushing her back and forth. At the same time she had her mouth locked onto the dick of a guy who was leaning on the headboard in front of her. The other two guys were standing beside the bed, watching and stroking their cocks, waiting their turn. Memories of the night before came flooding back and with them came several conflicting emotions.

I was pissed at what they were doing to my wife and the mother of my ch**ren and I wanted to charge in and pull all three of them away from Brett. That thought conflicted with the fact that I had my cock out and was stroking it while watching the scene play out in front of me. Then came the realization that this had been going on since the night before and to try and stop it now would accomplish nothing, and then there was the all too real fact that there were five of them and only one of me. But what really stopped me was Brett. She had taken her mouth off of the man in front of her and she was begging the other two to fuck her harder:

Make me cum, I’m almost there, make me cum.

I watched as Brett’s mouth went back to the man in front of her and the two guys in her picked up the pace and slammed their hard cocks into her. Brett’s body began to shake and I heard the moans she make’s when she has an orgasm, even though they were somewhat muffled by the dick in her mouth, and at the same time I shot my wad onto the bedroom floor.

I went back to the living room and sat down and tried to sort things out in my head. Why did my dick get hard while I watched Brett fucking three guys? Was she going back to her old ways, the way she was before college? Now that she had experienced multiple partners again, would she change? Given my response to what I’d just seen did I want her to change? What was this going to do to us, to our marriage?

It was another hour before the guys started leaving and one stopped and said to me, Sorry about what we did to you, but we just had to make sure we could have her. No hard feelings? and he offered me his hand. As I shook it another guy walked up and said, Thanks man.

She always was the best and you are one lucky dog to have her full time, and I suddenly realized he was right, I was lucky that she was mine. Another guy thanked me for bring her to the reunion and asked me to bring her back more often, Be a pal and don’t make us wait for the next reunion. There was still one guy left in the bedroom with Brett and I assumed that we must be at his house. I walked back to the bedroom and got there just as Todd was pulling a limp cock out of Brett’s pussy. He glanced at me and said:

I’m late for work so I’m gonna grab a quick shower and go, but you guys are welcome to stay.

I got to warn you though, if you are still here when I get home tonight it will happen again, I can promise you that, and he headed for the shower.

I looked down at Brett lying on the bed, legs spread and cum leaking out of her cunt which was opened so much that I doubted that my cock would touch the sides, and I wondered what now? Brett watched me with an unreadable expression on her face, waiting for me to say something, but all I could do was stare down at her. Finally she said:

I’ve hidden it from you for over fifteen years now, but what you saw last night and this morning is the real me. I’ve never forgotten how much I loved doing it, but I’ve kept it buried because it just isn’t something that a wife and mother is supposed to do. Now that I’ve done it again I know just how much I’ve really missed it, and I don’t know that I can go back to doing without it, can you understand that? I love you and don’t want to lose you, but I want this too.

Can we at least talk about it? Are we still going to have a marriage?

I was quiet and I looked down at her as her words bounced around in my head. I could see her eyes begging me to say something, – to say anything. Todd came into the room rubbing his hair with a towel and I looked from Brett to him and then back at Brett and a voice that I’m not even sure was mine said:

You had better get some rest. Todd says you’ve got a busy night in front of you.

Brett relaxed and I saw the tension flow out of her body and Todd smiled at me and gave me a thumbs up.

I don’t know where Brett and I are going to from here, but I do know that we will go there together.

I’m going to have a ton of emotional issues to work through, but somehow I expect that everything will workout for the best. The only thing I know at this point with absolute certainty is that there is no way I’m going to give Brett up.

• After tennis continued.
• Carly by: just plain bob

Brenda from cold to hot [part 3 of 4]
By: Guy Libido (guylibido@gmail.com)

Hank is a powerfully built, charismatic, charming and ultimately poisonous man. He is more of a misogynist than a sadist but has plenty of anger to go around. His father walked out when he was three and mom was pregnant with his little sister. Mom was promiscuous when she drank and that was almost daily. Daddy knew for a fact that the one she was carrying couldn’t be his and he left. Hank heard from his dad a grand total of five times after that. When he was a third grader a little friend was allowed to visit the house. His parents must not have known of Ms. Luxor’s reputation because no other ki** were allowed over. When young Hank and his friend Bill walked in there was a terrible racket in the kitchen and the little boys entered trepidaciously. There was mommy, with her back on the table, being plowed by one of his manyuncles. Billy ran out of the house and never returned. This was just the first of many encounters. Hank thought of women as sluts who deserved humiliation and punishment.

His own sister had grown into a tramp. Donna was caught fucking a high school student when she was only 12. She bedded most of Hank’s friends and became a boozy little slut. Years later she joined a 12 step program and straightened out a little but it changed nothing for her brother.

Hank was a magnet to dissatisfied married women everywhere he went. His sculpted body and chiseled good looks were just the start. His swagger and bad boy attitude cinched the deal. It had been most of a year since he tickled Brenda’s pussy with a skilled finger at the BBQ. He knew then that he would come back to have her. It wasn’t just that she was another married woman with a challenge to make her his personal cum slut.

She was Dan’s wife. He had worked for the company longer than Dan. Hank was smarter and more capable than Dan. But Dan was the brother-in-law of the contractor. Despite his lack of seniority and skill he was paid more than Hank and was Hank’s superior on the job site. When he complained to Randy he was told Dan is family and he is loyal, his pay and position is not something that has to do with skills or abilities. Dan is married to Brenda, which you never will be and that is how it is, Randy told him in his cold matter-of-fact style. Well Hank may not be married to Brenda but he sure as hell would fuck her.

Dan’s constant carping let Hank know when to arrive.

Brenda had complained bitterly that Dan’s trip to Pismo Beach was going to make her life difficult. She tried to stop him from going. Their daughter had horse camp on Saturday and his son Josh was in a little league tournament. She would be chauffeuring ki** and in between stuck at home waiting to pick them up from their activities. For a change Dan stood up for himself and took the vacation. Hank arrived at their doorstep about 1:30. He was on a mountain bike and wearing shorts showing his heavily muscled and tanned thighs. He wore a tank top to display the effects of working out three nights a week. He was a little out of breath and sweat was dripping from his brow. Hank knocked on the door, his bike behind, and Brenda answered.

He casually offered a , Hi, Brenda Can I talk to Dan. She was almost six foot tall in her sandals and was wearing Bermuda shorts and a red smock like blouse. She was embarrassed to be dressed so casually in front of a man she both wanted and despised. He went with the gang to Pismo, I thought you would be part of that group, she answered crossing her arms in front of herself. Hank lied easily, Oh I forgot about that. I didn’t want to spend my time off with all the people I see every day and I sure as hell wouldn’t go if I had you at home. His answer made her more self conscious. He shifted gears instantly. I was coming back from riding at the dam and was going to bug your husband for some refreshment. Sorry to interrupt.

Tell Dan I will see him Monday. She instantly relaxed and decided to be polite and offer him something cold to drink. Don’t be silly , I wasn’t doing much, I have to go pick up Josh and Ashley in a little bit come on in, Brenda stepped back for the doorway and motioned for him to come in.

Hank left his bike on the porch and followed the willowy blonde into the house. She headed to the fridge and offered him an ice tea. He was right behind her and said that sounded great. She poured the tea and he purposely stood too close. She was uncomfortable with his lack of distance but enthralled to have such a manly guy watching her every move. Dan was squatty, thick and soft.

He took orders like an Army private and sniveled all the time. This man looked chiseled from granite, towering above her, and did as he pleased. He gulped down the tea and was starting to cool off. She offered him a towel to wipe his brow. Brenda offered more tea. Please he politely responded. She turned her back to get the pitcher and she felt his hands on her hips. Reminds me of a BBQ, he intoned. Behave you, she said as she wiggled from his grip and turned to face him with the tea. He liked this position even better. Hank ignored the cold pitcher of tea. He pulled Brenda towards him by grabbing her hips and when she was close enough his large hands palmed he little fanny. He squeezed her buns tightly and kissed the nape of her neck. A cold pitcher tea pressed in his chest but she made no effort to escape. He took the tea from her hands and pulled her close again. I can’t believe I am dressed in my grubby clothes, she worried aloud. He pressed her thin frame to his chest and growled, Don’t worry they are about to come off and kissed her firmly. She feigned some resistance but parted her lips.

She sucked on his tongue and pictured the firm cock she could feel growing against her tummy. Hank lifted her off the floor and sat her on the kitchen island. He returned to kissing her, pulling her back towards the countertop with his left hand on her shoulder while the other hand snaked its way under the loosely fitting blouse. She had little B cups and was wearing a padded bra but it made no difference. His hand slid it up over the top of tits and found her eager nipple with his thumb and index finger. Her nipples were short and thick, a meaty little rise of flesh that was unbelievably sensitive but ignored for years. He rubbed and pinched, it hurt and felt good.

She knew a flood had started between her legs. She always had to be in charge. Brenda was always the boss. Not now. She was a compliant little kitty and the letting go felt as nice as the kisses that started to rain down on her tummy. The granite was cold and hard but it went almost unnoticed as he skillfully undid her shorts and lifted the band of her panties with his lips. Hanks large hand thrust into thin cotton protecting her and his lips returned to hers. Once again his long fingers traced the outline of her labia. For a second time he pushed into the warm liquid velvet her pussy had become.

She had day dreams about this very occurrence almost every day for the last year and now it had come to fruition. Hank tickled her around the hood and used the finger lubricated with her own juices to lightly brush her anxious clit. He pulled away from her slightly and told her, Come on, we are going to your bedroom. Brenda complied instantly, as it had been a command not a request. As they walked he tore off his tank and stepped out of his shoes. Hank reached for her as she neared the bed and ordered her to lift her arms. She stood before him in nothing but her opened shorts, hair disheveled and looking sexy as hell. wife slut training stories

Hank knew from Dan’s laundry list of complaints that beside only allowing sex rarely Brenda would do nothing but assume a missionary position. The truth was Dan knew little about how to ask for more.

He had only had one other lover in his life. She was an unpopular girl with a pretty face but was a little chubby and wore glasses and no make up. He summoned the courage to ask her to the senior prom and she used that opportunity to end both her virginity and his. She never saw him again. Brenda had been much more popular and a parade of men hit on her. She was tall but not awkward. In high school wore a scoop neck so that when she leaned forward her titties would peak out at her intended target and dangle tantalizingly close to a young man who could do nothing but look. Good girl Brenda obviously couldn’t have known she was exposing herself. She liked to tease but not much else.

The bolder guys who asked her out were usually turned down and always unsuccessful. She chose her men. They were uniformly weak and indecisive much like her father who had always kowtowed to Brenda’s mother. She granted the privilege of pleasing her to five men in her life and Dan was lucky number five. All of them thought they had gotten lucky but afterward they understood it wasn’t good luck. slut wife audio stories

Hank pushed her half naked onto the bed where she landed butt first. Brenda’s tits bounced and swayed in a very appealing way. Hank pulled his shorts off and freeing his erection that bobbed up and down in front of her face.

His dick was a little longer than the biggest of the five she had experienced but was so much thicker. Maybe double the width of anything she had ever had. His circumcised member was fully engorged and its head was almost purple. He told her, Open your mouth. And like all the previous orders she obeyed. He harshly slid his enormous rod into her mouth, disfiguring her pretty face by purposely contorting her left check. He put his hand on the base and moved it around inside her mouth like a fencer slashing his sword about before battle. Hank ordered the compliant housewife to close her lips around his shaft and not to let her teeth touch it. He started sliding in and out her mouth and for the first time in her life she knew the joy of sucking a man’s cock.

She was inexperienced in this art but followed orders well, sucking as hard as she could while he happily fucked her tonsils. Brenda was having trouble breathing with a mouth full of penis and she could her Hank’s breathing becoming shallower and more rapid. He suddenly quit. His dick sprung out of her mouth with a pop like a champagne cork being removed. She was both relieved and disappointed. Pull of those shorts and get on all fours was the next command. Unquestioning she again obey. You stupid slut, panties off too, he mockingly told her. No one had ever spoken to her this way but instead of anger the flush that came over her was sexual in nature. She hurriedly removed her practical cotton panties and reassumed her kneeling position on the bed looking away from Hank.

He licked his fingers and shoved them back into her pussy. It wasn’t romantic but she couldn’t help but get more excited. He ordered her to spread her legs. They parted. He knelt behind her and using his powerful legs forced them further apart. He pressed firmly against her pussy with the palm of his hand forcing her to change to the angle he wanted. Her head dropped to the bedspread while the tip of his cock started to enter her from behind. She gasped and caught her breath. The sheer width of the head both hurt and excited her. Just move slowly we’ll work it out, Hank reassured her. Little by little more of his dick disappeared into her warm wet cavern with each rocking motion. He was fucking her with only the front half of his penis and yet she was ready to explode. He felt the pressure of her lips relax slightly and he forged ahead. It took five minutes but he finally was buried balls deep in Dan’s wife. She was panting and rocking forcefully pushing her ass back to fell that enormous cock. Impaling herself on what she had always wanted and never had. This supposed cold fish was moaning and asking to be fucked harder.

Hank was pumping her hard and started slapping her ass. You are a little fucking whore. You wanted this dick for a year. Does Dan do this for you? as he roughly moved even deeper into her quivering snatch. She let out a yelp. Brenda agreed she was a slut, a dirty little whore, Oh fuck me Hank, please cum in my pussy. Her face was buried in a pillow and her words could no longer be understood. As she reached another climax she ejaculated for the first time in her life. Her discharge further lubricating her soaking wet cunt. This was the only moment in Hanks life where he felt right. His addiction was fed. Like a heroin addict feeling the needle pinch and then a flood of opiates, his high had started. He was the best lover she ever had. She was thrashing and cuming, ass high on her marital bed. His head swelled deep within her pussy, the added pressure causing her to discharge once again. He exploded in orgasm pumping his seed into this women’s unprotected vagina. Spasming over and over as she overflowed with his cream. He was deaf to Brenda’s wails of excitement as his orgasm continued empting his balls deep inside her womb. They collapsed on the bed.

A puddle of sticky white forming below her pussy. Hank popped out and smacked her playfully on the ass. Your late for getting the ki**, better shake your tail. And he turned to get his shorts. Oh, OK you’re right I got to go Brenda’s mind was reeling, her legs so weak from multiple orgasms she could not have stood if the room burst into flames. When will I see you again’ she asked hoping to get not only a hint of his intentions but yearning to hear that she was a great lay. Hank thought a second and said, I don’t know, you are a married girl and I get lots of pussy. Now I could come back tomorrow but I would have to fuck you in the ass. Reality was returning.

You are such a pig, she spat at him, Just go. OK call me if you change your mind, you sure seem to like pork. And with that he was gone.

• After dinner quickie
• Camping with my wife

Breakfast of Champions
By: shadypony

What a beautiful morning. The ki** were off to school, and my husband was in the shower, getting ready for work. What would any slut wife do with her free time? Log on to Erotic Stories, of course. I checked for any new emails, and read a few stories before looking at some new photos that had been posted. I was looking at a girl getting tag teamed by two guys when my husband came up behind me to watch. Ooh, nice! he exclaimed.He put his hands down the front of my zip-up hoodie, and fondled my breasts. I unzipped it all the way, and leaned back in my chair, reaching back to grab him by the waist and pull him closer to me. He pinched and rubbed my nipples between his fingers bringing me into an even more excited state.

It’s been a while since you’ve come home with your nipples roughed up, he said. He was referring to my indiscretions with one of my customers from the bar where I worked.

I would often meet with this Contractor and the way he manipulated my tits seemed to leave tell tale signs for my husband, because he would comment on how chaffed they felt when he put them in his own mouth. He loves to hear stories about what a slut wife I’ve been, and I am allowed to do so, only on the condition that I tell him all about it while we fuck later.

I turned in my chair, and unzipped his pants. Yes, it’s been a while since I’ve seen him, I said, while continuing to reach for his cock and pull it out where I could suck it. Perhaps you should reward him for good behavior, he said. I looked up at him while sliding his cock between my lips, and then took it all the way into my mouth.

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I came up to the head of his cock, and asked him How would you feel knowing that at 10:00 this morning I was sucking his dick while you sit in your office? His eyes took on a happy glare realizing that I was going to take his load, and then another, all in one morning. Do you have a meeting with you’re Contractor this morning? he asked playfully.He pulled my head deep into him, causing his dick to touch the back of my throat. I sucked eagerly bringing my mouth up to his cockhead then down his shaft, feeling him grow harder with every stroke. I sucked his dick, and thought about how I was going to have another one right where his was now in less than an hour. My guy started to reach his climax, and asked, How do you think he is going to feel licking my cum off of your tits? Then he put his hand on his cock, and I felt him start to shoot his load into my mouth.

At that moment he pulled back, spraying my chin and tits with his sweet load.

I licked the area under my lip, retrieving his jism and savoring its wonderful taste. When I looked down, I could see his seed dripping off of the end of one of my nipples, and I thought immediately of my next load, and having a second coating put on that very spot.

My husband looked at the clock, and declared that he was running late. Shit, I’ve got to go. He kissed my cum covered lips, and wished me well on my afternoon liaison. I logged off of the computer, and went into the bathroom to put on my makeup. I washed my face,and studied the dried flakes on my nipple, and couldn’t really go through with leaving the entire load there, so I took a warm washcloth and ran it over them, leaving just a trace of my earlier reward. wife slut threesome stories

It was 9:54 as I rode the elevator to the 4th floor of the apartment building.

I was met at the door by my friend, and we made pleasantries for about 5 minutes, before I started kissing him and pulling at his pants, trying to get them off. It was only an hour ago since I had my husband’s dick in my mouth, and I was excited at the thought of following it up with this guy’s cock. I felt like a hussy, and I liked it. After removing his pants altogether, he sat naked on a wooden chair in the room. I sank to my knees, reliving the thought of this very position from earlier this morning. I hoped that my knees would show their wear later this evening when I paired up with my husband. He would really know what a little slut I had been today. I took off my top and bra with the hopes of another splattering on my tits.

His cock was erect, and waiting for my eager mouth. I coyly toyed with the tip, swirling my tongue around the rim of his cockhead, then licking the under shaft before opening my mouth to take him in all the way to the base. He moaned with delight, looking down at me as I worked his dick up and down, sucking at the head as it passed through my lips. He grew harder, and I began to move faster up and down the length of his shaft. I continued this motion for a while, feeling him build up, and then calm down. Soon he put a hand down to stroke his own member. I rode along with him, staying in perfect movement and taking his head in my mouth, chasing his hand up and down the shaft.

I love to experience a guy stroking himself, since all men have a different rhythm and areas that they like stimulated, and this guy liked it up near the end. I stayed with him as he grew closer to coming, and imagined what it would be like to come home tonight with a new load on my tits, this time offering them to my husband while telling him about my dirty misdeeds this morning.

Suddenly my mouth was filling with cum.

My second load of the day and I loved it. I savored his hot liquid as I swallowed it down, imagining how it would land on top of the previous quantity that lay in my stomach. I smiled mischievously at my own secret thoughts, and rose to kiss him, and then dress. It was time to go to work, and just the fact of stopping bye for a morning blowjob made me feel badly behaved.

I could hardly wait for my day to end, so I could be reunited with my husband and share the details of my naughty deed. When I got home, he was sipping a glass of whisky, sitting quietly on the couch. The house was empty, I guess the ki** were out, so I grabbed myself a cocktail and sat beside him. We met with a kiss, and he looked at me with interest. So? How was your day? he asked.

I kissed him again, and told him that I had been naughty. How so? he inquired, and I began to tell him how I met with the Contractor, and how I bared my tits, asking for a load but wound up with another belly full of cum.

As I spoke, regaling him with this morning’s events, he had his hand inside my shirt, and pinched and twisted my nipples as I talked. Ooh, baby, that feels good, I said as I lifted my shirt over my head. He sucked on my erect nipples, as I kept on talking. I told him about being on my knees, riding his cock with my lips, eagerly awaiting the batch of cum that would follow his own.

I put my hand on his pants, and felt his hard on inside.

Lets go to the bedroom, I said. We went to our bed, and I laid back on top of the sheets, undoing my pants. He quickly undressed, and climbed on top of me to kiss my well-worn lips, and suckle my tits. I took his cock, and led it to my hungry pussy. Fuck me, baby. I want you inside me. I looked into his eyes imploring him to give it to me, and he said, Not like this. Turn over so I can fuck you from behind. I want to fuck you like the little slut that you are.

This gave me a shudder of excitement, and I submitted, getting up on all fours, offering my now quivering pussy to the man that I love. He approached me on his knees, and gave me a loud SLAP on my ass cheek. It burned delightfully as he entered me from behind. You’ve been naughty today, haven’t you? He gave me another slap on top of the other, and I squealed with the pleasure and pain that it brought. Oh, fuck, yes. I’ve been very bad. I said through the thrusts he was delivering into my eager cunt.

He continued to fuck me, and I leaned forward, my breasts resting lightly on the sheets.

I grabbed a handful of them, stretching forward, using the sheets to hold me in place, as he relentlessly pounded me from behind. Fuck, fuck me. Oh yes, baby, I’m coming. Fuck!! I shouted as wave after wave came over me. He stiffened behind me and shot his hot load deep inside my shuddering cunt.

We lay beside each other on the bed; both exhausted, and extremely satisfied. He kissed me, and we laid in silence both recounting the events of the day in our minds. I smiled, and thanked the good Lord for this wonderful man. Life was good.

• Adventures of paula
• By the pool [part 1 of 2] by: fd man

Breakdown Chapter 9 Departures [part 8 of 21]
By: TA Writer (tawriter@sbcglogal.net)

Departures

The satisfied males disengaged and the two girls hurried to clean up the Sheriff and Doc so they could get to their next appointment. Terry, leaveing Chuck to await her return and linked arm in arm with her two most recent johns, walked them to the front of the house wearing heels, holdups and a dazzling smile. She felt like a million dollars! She had taken on two and then three cocks and satisfied them all – and incidentally found she was virtually insatiable sexually. Terry thought she could fuck for hours if there were an inexhaustible supply of stiff cocks and loins to drive them.

Strutting through the parlor and foyer she kissed the sheriff and Doc on the cheek, as she stood outside naked on the top step of the porch.

The men walked together down to the sheriff’s Tahoe. Looking back Sheriff Dillon said Damm Jim that is one awfully hot piece of ass standing there showing it all off.!

You know truer words have not been spoken, Mike. That broad is the living, breathing image of a voluptuous sensual woman who everyman would love to fuck until he couldn’t get it up. Doc Pincher added. I don’t know about you but I swear looking at her,…. Showing us that body ….Just standing there is beginning to get me going again… And I’m ten years older than you.

Yeah!

I never though a whore would stir me up that many times, and you are right I could go again. The Sheriff added gesturing to Terry

She seemed to fly down the steps and was standing between them in moments just beaming. Can I help you with anything further? Anything at all. she coyly asked. One more time perhaps?

Doc took a silver dollar out of his jeans and tossed it Heads he said lying down in the Tahoe’s loading area unbuckling his belt.

Terry tore at Doc’s jeans and shorts and liberated a rapidly stiffening cock. Hold it girl, you need to get a condom,,,, he cautioned

I can’t wait! I want it and I’ll be glad to take you bareback …Take you both bareback….I am so sexed up I cannot see straight Terry growled as she sank her throbbing as soaking pussy down over Doc’s rigid member.

She could hear the rustle of Sheriff Dillon’s trousers falling to the blacktop as he moved up behind her.

Take a hold Doc!…. Are you ready honey? He said

Ready? They have had me simultaneously a number of times. Ready for what? Terry wondered

Then Terry felt additional pressure on her vaginal opening. Oh! You are missing the target! She called out

No we are not missing the target. I am headed for exactly where I intend to push my cock. The question is: Are you able to take the two of us on or not girl? If you relax I’ll try to take it slow. Dillon challenged the housewife.

Terry’s arousal spiked. Envisioning two bareback cocks made hard by her body pushing together into her sex and doing it outside in a whorehouse parking lot essentially in public view of any passerby and anyone looking out the widows pushed any thought of caution or consequences out of her head. Oh! Damm! Do me any way you can! Pound your cocks into my pussy and make me scream until my throat and my cunt are both raw red and swollen. She cried.

Gallant to the last the two johns did their absolute best to fuck the housewife senseless and did end up with her screaming in orgasm almost continuously before they released the last reserves of semen into the whore”s spasming cunt.

Terry felt the rush of semen from her johns’ cocks and first the Sheriff and then Doc deflate in her vaginal passageway, They disentangled, she kissed each john and she stood feeling the semen leak slowly down her leg.

Doc pulled her close and spoke softly Honey, how many cars do you see in the lot? I only see the Sheriff’s Tahoe and a rental car. Presumably yours. So how did the unexpected Chuck get here? We know he is your husband and we went along because we really hope nothing bad results from your adventures this morning.

You had better get back to the room before Chuck get too impatient. The Sheriff said …And do what ever you can to make your hubby happy. Doc added

Terry sashayed back up to the front door and went in. She strode confidently through the foyer and parlor and back to the room where Chuck waited.

Walking into the room she found a naked Chuck on his back with Vickie stroking his hard cock coating it with lubricant.

OK Vickie, Thanks for keeping my seat warm but this is my trick and I’ll take over now. She directed. I’d appreciate you hanging around for any suggestions. … And Chuck honey do you want video and digital of your first ass fuck of your whore wife? It will be my very first bareback assfuck. You already know Vickie has a lot of images from all the other encounters.

Terry straddled Chuck and began working his cock up into her ass.

Damm Chuck Honey, you feel really good and this is turning me on something fierce It’s too bad I wasted so many opportunities for me to enjoy you ramming your meat into my ass. I guess you won’t have to worry about my excessive shyness any longer. The wife-whore cooed.

Terry leaned back against her husband’s chest and spread her legs wide apart. Vickie moved to film this sexual vision. Zooming in on Terry’s snatch Vickie noticed a milky discharge. Damm girl you have a load of semen in your pussy. Did a condom break? Vickie exclaimed.

Two loads actually…. Doc and the Sheriff….. Nothing broke ….I wanted them and they took me bareback…. And before you ask I did it in the back of the patrol Tahoe in the parking lot and both loads went in my cunt…. Unprofessional but one hell of a fun fuck. Terry explained.

Chuck was groping her breasts while Vickie changed cameras. He was thoroughly enjoying the subtle squeezes and pelvic shifts that his slut wife was doing to add to the stimulation of being plunged completely in her anus. The erotic description she narrated of her final encounter added to his arousal so to keep the story going he asked.

So who went first Doc or the Sheriff?

That’s not a simple answer. I was face to face with the Doc with me on top lying in the back of the Tahoe. He grabbed and held me because the next thing that happened is the Sheriff pushed is cock into my vagina…..
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Both? At the same time? Two cocks in your cunt? An astonished Chuck asked

Yeah DPV… Double Penetration Vagina. Terry bragged I can’t believe you did not hear me yelling when I came. I think I scared them half to death with my erolalia.

Now Chuck’s cock was like an iron bar and Terry was squirming on it sliding it in and out of her ass.

Vickie picked up her cell phone and listened for a minute. Hey you two, the rental car service guy has brought you an Escalade as an upgrade and he’ll move your luggage for you, but Chuck he needs your keys. What do I tell him?

A vision of some strange man seeing his whore-wife impaled on his cock and spread out on display sent a jolt of arousal through Chuck. Tell him to come down to the room because I need to explain some precautions. Chuck said.

You don’t mind showing yourself off do you Terry? It’ll give you another sensual experience. Besides who ever heard of a shy whore. Chuck teased the exposed slut.

Chuck wasn’t far wrong. He just did not realize how big a kick I think I’ll get by being put completely naked on display for a strange man walking in the door. Terry thought to herself. Chuck honey, I am a bought and paid for whore so anything you want me to do I am completely happy to submit to your orders. She actually said out loud.

A quite knock on the door, and a tall skinny guy in a mechanic’s uniform entered and stopped gaping at the vision of a naked woman with a cock in her ass spread out in front of him.

Damm Uhhh….. I am Ernie… Ummm …. Oh Yeah Mid Continent sent you an upgrade for the trouble you had and I am to switch your bags to the new car and the tow the breakdown to a garage. I need your keys…. He trailed off staring at Terry’s gaping cunt.

I guess you like what you see, Ernie?’ Chuck said. Tell me Ernie, What is the most fascinating part about this slut? Is it her breasts her pubes her legs or her cunt? he asked. You know she just finished taking two guys on bareback in that cunt a little while ago so that’s why it is gaping open like you see. He contemned. You know you can do me a favor – and have a little fun. Bring those two big thick rubber dongs from the dresser over there and shove one up her cunt. We’ll think of something for the other later. Chuck finished

As Ernie retrieved the sex toys Terry thought He called me a whore and a slut and invited another man to shove a toy up my snatch, but he dose not sound mad or disgusted with me. I guess whatever Helen told him has kept him from throwing me out -at least temporarily.

I am a slut and a whore and the adventure of unrestricted sex with strange men is stimulating my imagination beyond belief.

As Ernie approached the bed Chuck said If you want to drop your pants I am sure this whore would love to fondle your cock while you shove that thick monster up her cunt. Wouldn’t you Terry?

Oh! Yes! Ernie I’ll do you really nice if you take it out so I can play while you shove that dong up my cunt. Terry cooed suggestively.

An ever-cooperative fellow, Ernie dropped his pants and drawers freeing an exceptionally long but rather slender dick that was already standing at attention. As he bent over to push the thick rubber dong up Terry’s cunt. She greedily reached out to stroke and fondle his penis.

She gasped as the rubber monster was firmly pushed in stretching her labia open. You must like that shoved into your snatch. Don’t you sweetheart? Chuck goaded the proby whore. But I have more ideas to see just how extreme we can make your sex adventure be. Ernie, lube up the other dong… No you are not going to shove it into her also. Even an Olympic class fuck couldn’t take all that. What I want you to do is replace the first dong with the second and feed the cum covered first to her mouth. While she is licking and deep throating that monster you get a condom on and join me in the whore’s ass. Chuck directed.

Trembling in arousal Terry considered My hubby wants me to suck my last johns’ cum off of a huge dildo while he invites a perfect stranger to double penetrate my anus with him! I guess I’d better become an Olympic class slut and whore because Chuck is going to challenge me sexually until he finds my limit. I don’t know if I have and non-physical limits because as wild as his order sounds I find myself eager to try it out. Eager Hell I’m frantic to try anything that will push my sex limits.

Sucking the dildo and licking the cum off Terry realized she like the taste of any cum not just her hubby’s, and that she was eagerly anticipating the double ravishment of her anus. So added to loud licking and sucking noises were ecstatic groans as Ernie’s cock pushed up Terry’s ass alongside Chuck’s swollen member. It was tight and the pressure was intense but just like in the back of the Tahoe, this sensation transported Terry into ecstasy. Despite being muffled by the cum coated dong in her mouth Terry’s erolalia grew in volume and specificity as she rocketed toward a state of near continuous orgasm.

Terry thrust her hips down and pulled them back driving the cocks deep up in her rectum and pulling the back out again. She squeezed she twisted she bounced she had to make them come by milking their cockshafts to drain all the semen they could produce and surrender it to her pumping ass.

This broad is a wild one. We must have gotten the best tart in the stable. I cannot believe how she is squeezing my cock. Most gals just kneel there at take it. This whore loves her job. Ernie panted as he hung onto the proby whore like he was riding a wild horse.

Yeah she is wild and wanton and it might take a platoon of soldiers working together to really wear her down but I am going to do my best.

Chuck said, Even if I have to call for help from time to time.

Terry’s heart leaped He Is going to do his best!! He wants me!! I haven’t lost my wonderful sexy understanding hubby! She realized when her resurgent feelings of love combined with the unbelievable sexual stimulation to put her over an orgasmic mountain higher than she had ever experienced.

She fainted dead away as her johns released their cum in a prolonged spasm. A shaken Vickie stopped recording and quiet reigned.

I Uh Better Uh get those keys Ernie said as he hastily dressed. I’ll have your luggage moved in a moment and I’ll shift the GPS and check for stuff under seats OK?

Sure take care of everything and pack our stuff up carefully. The girls can show you where our things are. Chuck replied

Vickie help me get Terry cleaned up and presentable – well Helen’s House presentable. Chuck asked I promised Helen we’d stop and talk as soon as ‘other priorities’ were covered.

Chapter 10 will cover the discussions of Terry’s future as a whore from managements’ point of view – bet you can’t guess that outcome – plus Chuck exploring his wife’s limits on a fucking machine.

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Breakdown Chapter 5 Fluffer’s Fall
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Terry, lead the way back to the room we were just in! Vickie directed

Dave admired the sway and jiggle as Terry led the parade back to the larger bedroom. That was where she had just finished having her ass stretched and her cunt fence posted. Terry could feel the sexual tension as she considered how she was committed to having her erogenous zones manhandled while she caressed a strange man’s privates to give him an erection. One part of her deeply regretted that she had ever started the game, and another part regretted that she would have only a minor part in the real game. It just wasn’t fair!

She wanted sex but this guy was attractive as hell but he wasn’t her husband.

OK Honey, get his clothes off folded and put aside, then get a washcloth wet with warm water and give his cock a nice cleaning. Be sure to let our ‘John’ know you appreciate his ‘package’ and give him every chance to play a little grab ass and even some tit suck. Vickie coached. It’ll bring him up faster that way.

Terry had never undressed a man. Chuck her hubby always stripped himself eagerly. This was new and a bit submissive and exciting. After the shoes shirt and trousers were off, Terry eased Dave’s briefs down and got her first view of his cock. Oooo that is lovely Dave.

She said sincerely I guess all your girls say something like that but I really mean it. She added. Kneeling at his feet she stared mesmerized at his cock while she peeled his socks off one by one.

Don’t daydream Fluffer. Vickie ordered I know it’s beautiful but it’s mine. Now get that washcloth and get him nice and clean.

Terry got the washcloth wet and approached the bed where Dave was laying and bent over and began sponging his genital area. Presented with a lovely ass and crotch a mere foot from him Dave began to caress Terry’s buttocks and reaching between her legs stroke her labia and clitoris. I am not the only one with something beautiful to look at and fondle. He told the blushing housewife.

You have and absolute gorgeous ass and cunt. It’s too bad I didn’t get her after you became ‘legal’ because I’d love to fuck you to see if you scratched my eyes or my back. He taunted, referring to her earlier bragging.

I am sorry too. Terry thought to herself You know I really am sorry She realized. Because I only getting teased some more here and he’s not going to penetrate me. I’ll end up hornier than I am right now.

OK Terry! He is stiff enough now to get a condom on. Here it is I’ve unwrapped for you. Just put it over the tip of his cock and unroll it by using your lips to push it down the length of his shaft. Vickie coached a startled Terry. slut sex stories wife

But…..

Its not really penetration Vickie overrode the building objection immediately and firmly That an important part of a fluffer’s duties don’t you remember?

Terry did not want to blow the cover of her non-existent trainee status so she gave it a try.

It took several attempts because her lips kept slipping off the condom but with several strokes the condom was finally unrolled and Terry had to fight the gag reflex to get almost all of Dave’s cock In her mouth to fully roll the condom down his cock shaft.

Terry with a little bit more real world practice you will make a great deep throat cock sucker. Dave complimented her. Now get the lubricant and climb up on the bed and straddle me. He continued

A confused Terry looked at Vickie who leaned toward her and whispered You remember don’t you? Remember we told you about using your labia to lubricate the john’s cock. A hand job just does get the highest arousal level and looks a bit like we don’t care enough to give our very best…. I’ll talk you through it. …. First climb on the bed and straddle his thighs facing him. …. That’s right! ……..

OK! Now take the lubricant and put a lot on your labia and clitoris… Rub it in so you are covered all over down there … That feels good doesn’t it? Next pick his cock up and rub the shaft on your pussy and that will further arouse him and assure his cock is well coated with lubricant. Vickie picked up and focused the digital camera on the housewife kneeing astride her first john.

Ohh…. Terry moaned Vickie it does feel really good.

Don’t tell me! Tell Dave how much you like it! Vickie said as she snapped a wide shot catching Terry’s rapturous expression and zooming in for a tight shot of Terry’s wedding ringed hand pressing a cock into her crotch.

Dave you have a wonderful cock and I love rubbing my pussy with it. This is soooo good Terry cooed. This was no fluffer act. Terry was very much there, in the moment enjoying these sensations.

Now another coat of lubricant below your vagina near your anus. You’ll slide his cock between your legs and lubricate the topside of his cock. Dave help her slide her hips back and forth. Vickie continued her ‘coaching and photography.

Ohhh Damn that feels wonderful.

Both Dave and Terry groaned in virtual unison. After several moments of sliding Dave’s cock back and forth over Terry’s well lubricated perineum.

Last Step and this is important Terry Vickie directed. You are going to put an especially large dollop of lubricant at the entrance of your vagina, Dave is going to hold onto your hips. You are going to coat the tip of Dave’s cock by rubbing it on the opening and then twisting your hips from side to side to be sure the whole tip is well coated. And leaning over she whispered This is most stimulating to johns if once it is in place you raise your hands over your head and tell the john to twist your hips and move your torso.

Without considering the implication a thoroughly sexually over stimulated Terry followed Vickie’s direction but after Dave’s cock slipped away after she lifted her hands Terry suggested Let me slide down just a little so your cock will stay in place.

Of course Dave cooperated and when she next lifted her hand Dave’s cock head remained at Terry’s vaginal entrance. Dave slowly twisted Terry’s hips clockwise then counterclockwise, Terry marveled at the sensation Oh Dave you do that so well and you feel so good. So she failed to notice that she had slowly sunk down so Dave’s cock head was now past the entrance and beginning to penetrate her vagina.

Dave pulled Terry’s hips down firmly as he lifted her hips driving two inches of his nine-inch erection into Terry. She froze for a second and then blurted Ohhh He is in me. Vickie. I shouldn’t be doing this. But But It feels so good and I am almost crazy from all of this stimulation.

Its too late to back out now Girl.

In for a penny in for a pound. Vickie sternly admonished her You wanted this anyway so tell your John want you want and how everything feels. This is your first trick as a whore Honey, something you will remember forever so make it good she finished while adding several more frames to the digital camera memory.

Sinking down along Dave’s cock Terry experienced the pleasure of both a truly great cock filling her cunt and the thrill of the illicit nature of the sex with a stranger and the further realization that she was a whore. A pro! She now is a woman who men would pay well to use her body. She was chosen over younger and more experienced prostitutes. Dave baby I want you to screw me.

I want that wonderful cock of yours to push all the way into me. I want to ride this pony until I come and I want you to fuck me harder than you’ve ever fucked another woman. I love the feeling of your cock in my vagina. Terry panted and groaned.

Vickie used the video camera to captured both Terry’s speech and her expression as the new whore worked more and more of Dave’s cock up into her pussy. Finally Terry had taken all nine inches of Dave in. She smiled down at her john and consciously contracted her kegle muscles. When Dave flexed in reply a delighted expression covered both faces.

Damm Dave you have some educated tool there. Terry gushed delightedly I intend to take every bit of pleasure that I can out of my debauchery.

Becoming a whore was not one of my top ten life goals, but it wasn’t that far down on my fantasy list so…. She thought to herself.

So shut up and fuck! Dave teased her back You have a really talented cunt. Use it! Get to work and ride my shaft. Think of me as a live sybian. Whore, bounce up and down my cock. I want to see your hair flying and your boobs bouncing. I want you to work up a real sweat servicing your first john. And, Vickie get the video ready! This will be a performance for the ages. Call it Terry’s first Trick

Starting almost playfully Terry rocked slowly forward feeling Dave’s cock slide out of her vagina. Before it was completely out she paused and watched Dave’s face for signs of impatience then clamping her internal muscles she rocked back sliding the delightful shaft back into her in one controlled motion. The sensation was awesome! Dave was not that much bigger than her hubby but he had great control and let her set the pace. Rock forward again, but this time Terry didn’t pause long. She wanted the meat buried in her cunt. She was the impatient one!

On the next cycle the downward stroke a resounding slap of flesh hitting flesh was produced.

Terry had begun to feel the cumulative impact of all the stimulation getting ready for the line up, competitively displaying her body to a prospective john, the fluffer warm up activities and now a new cock paying for the use of her cunt. Terry wanted to come badly. She needed to come. She was becoming desperate to come. Terry’s cycles of rocking back and forth had picked up-tempo and speed. She crashed down plunging his cock into her cunt. Dave was no longer playing the passive. His hips began to rise to meet Terry’s downward thrust and the slapping got louder.

That was not the only sound effect and Terry began to groan and mutter Shit ! Fuck! Damm! With each stroke.

The pace increased; the erolalia became more vivid and intense. Terry was in her own erotic world where she demonstrated her hubby’s description of her as a screamer. Terry was clearly moving more and more into a zone where the only activity she could focus on was to increase her sexual stimulation.

Louder and faster Terry chanted Oh…. Oh Fuck! Damn I want to come soooo much! Fuck me! Don’t stop! Harder Dave harder! Fuck me forever! Until she began to shudder and her whole body began to shake as an orgasm swept over her.

My heavens that was fast! I don’t remember coming so quickly since my honeymoon. It was also very nice. Terry thought to herself has she snuggled down on Dave’s chest Boy you know how to please a girl Terry whispered to Dave, when suddenly her eyes popped open You are still hard. She exclaimed in surprise.

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In fairness through I guess it is my turn to be on top. He said rolling them over to a classic missionary position. Now Dave set the pace of in and out. The withdrawals were slow and sensuous and the ins were hard and fast. Terry, exhausted from her exertions on top, caught her breath and found a second wind. She started by encouraging her john Dave you have a wonderful cock and it feels soo good inside me.. Dave, you are so strong I feel like a rag doll when you drive that thing up my cunt. Oh! Dave I love what you are doing so please don’t’ ever stop.

Then her directions became briefer and more pointed Oh don’t stop doing that. Damm I love your fucking! Your cock feels like a piledriver. Dave Please Fuck me harder.

As Terry wrapped her legs around Dave’s torso and used her heels to drive is pelvis down on his inward thrusts the erolalia became louder and more explicit Fuck Me! Do It Harder! Fuck my whore pussy! Drive it home! Damm ! Fuck! Oh Damm. All the while Vickie kept the video recording and panned from Terry’s lust contorted face to Dave’s cock thrusting into her pussy.

Dave was controlling the pace of the encounter and so he was able to escalate Terry’s sexual arousal while controlling his own automatic responses. As a consequence the housewife was being maintained a level of arousal just below the climax and she became increasingly wild as she tried to get Dave to push her over the mountain top. Terry’s heels drummed on his buttocks, her pelvis lifted to receive each thrust her head thrashed from side to side as she began to claw at his back.

Damm the girl is really drawing blood. Vickie mused as the video picked up the first of several scratches on Dave’s back.

Terry was now on the brink – as a matter of fact a zone she had never experience of primitive wild sex where few women and fewer men could maintain any control at all of their responses. She thrashed and bucked groaned incomprehensibly and began clawing Dave’s back as her erotic ululations increased in volume.

Dave had long since given up pacing to stretch the encounter out. This woman’s body had driven him to the point where all he want was to come in her cunt and feel his own release.

The both got their wish. Vickie paused the Video

Dave isn’t half done with Terry as she learns in Chapter 6 Backdoor.

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