Meeting on the Metro
By: Alex M (Real84u@hotmail.com)

Dear Gentle Reader;

Katrina and I have been having a cyber affair for the last few months and though we live many miles apart we have often fantasized about what our first meeting could be. What follows is the start of one of these fantasies. Unlike my other stories, this is a pure work of fantasy. I hope it still contains a feel of reality to it. I hope to add to the story as time permits.

After months of our on-line affair, it turns out that I have business near your city and convince my boss to let me swing down and see if I can drum up some business in your area as well.

I finally muster up the courage let you know the dates I should be there. We are both very torn as to meet in reality. Having so many miles between us has given our relationship a safe anonymity that we now can put into jeopardy. But we finally agree that we wouldn’t be able to live with our selves if we don’t at least meet face to face given the opportunity. After much e-mail we finally arrange to meet down town after my last meeting. As you will be coming from work, you tell me a stop on the Metro we can meet that is close to where I will be.

I arrive at the Metro station and wait at the appointed area, your description of the location was quite good so I am sure this is where I am supposed to be. It is near rush our and the traffic is quite heavy. I look at nearly every woman as she approaches. I know what you look like from your photos as they are burned into my brain, but the anticipation is killing me and I am scared we will some how miss each other.

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I turn my head and there you stand. You are a little taller then I expected, but then I see you are wearing heels. It is a little cool out and you are wearing a full-length overcoat so I can’t see your body very well, but a mental image of it has kept me up at night for the last week. You face is even lovelier then in your photographs. Your hair longer now then in your photograph and your eyes shine as you smile. I am dressed in slacks, a button down shirt and a light overcoat.

Katrina? I say, knowing full well it must be you.

And you were expecting someone else? You say, Maybe I should leave? A big grin then crosses your face.

It is a little awkward meeting like this. Though we have talk so much on line and know many intimate details of each other; we are not sure how to handle this first meeting. We finally give each other a friendly hug, and a kiss on the cheek. We stand there and talk for a bit and then you ask.

Are you hungry?

Famished. I only had a quick bite as I was in meetings all day. I reply.

Do you like Indian? You ask.

Love it

Great, I know a nice little place where we can sit and talk. It’s only a few stops away, You say.

We start to walk down the tunnel to the platform; I hesitantly take your hand and am rewarded with a firm squeeze from you. You turn your head, look at me and smile. The platform is quite crowded with the afternoon commuters. When our train arrives we are pushed tight into one of the trains and we held tight up against one another. The train lurches forward and you sway into me. I can smell your perfume as you lean up against me. You reach down and grab my hand again but quickly move up and take my wrist. I am a little confused as you draw my hand up to just above your stomach.

But then am really shocked when I realize you have opened one of the middle buttons on your overcoat and are pushing my hand into the opening. We are quite close, and no one can see what is happening as the train is so crowed. My hand is met not with the cool cloth I expect, but warm naked skin, and I realize I am touching your abdomen.

I look down at you and you just look back up at me, smile and lean in against me more. Our bodies are tight up against one another and in this position I can only feel you with the back of my hand. I slowly start to run the back of my hand against your soft skin. Soon I reach the bottom of your breast.

I can feel its weight as my index finger pushes up under the soft, smooth flesh. I love the feel of the bottom of a woman’s breast, but not being able to cup it in my hand is a new experience for me. I lift my hand more and feel the nipple as it runs down over my knuckles, getting harder as it drops into each subsequent valley. I draw my hand back down again repeating the process. I am about to lean down and kiss you when the train pulls into the next station. I am unsure what to do, but you know. You wrap your arms around me and hold me close as the throng of bodies leaves and enters the car. Once again we are on our way. first time mastubation stories

Now it is your turn to let your hands wander.

Holding me this close you can obviously feel my erect manhood pressing into you. You let your hand travel between us. Reaching down you feel my girth through the fabric of my pants. I think you want to be sure I pack what I have advertised. As your hand travels over the length of my shaft a smile spreads across your lips. Yes, what I have promised is true. You hand now travels to my fly and you expertly draw the sipper down and reach inside. Now it is your turn for a surprise for I have gone commando. When I left the meeting I went into the rest room and removed my underwear just for you. Your hand wraps firmly around my thick shaft and draws it up and down.

You want to feel every vein and ridge of my now throbbing cock. I love the feeling of your hand as it massages up and down my length. I am lost in a haze of lust, almost unaware of the mass of bodies around us. However, the sudden deceleration of the train as it pulls into the next station jars us back to reality. You look around, almost like you have just woken up.

This is where we get off. You announce as you withdraw your hand from my trousers.

Well, almost. I jest, as I reluctantly remove my hand from under your coat.

Just as the train stops, I zip up my fly and you re-button your coat. We then force our way through the mass of bodies to exit the train. Once free of the mob, we take a moment to look at each other. A smile spreads across both our faces that soon erupts into a hart felt belly laugh.

Once we have recomposed our selves, you take my hand and lead me towards the exit and a warm dinner. I smile, as I know the rest of the night will take care of it self.

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Fur During Foursome Fucking [part 3 of 5]
By: KathHal (LawyersInc@aol.com)

Fun During Foursome Fucking!!

Those of you who are involved in sexual sharing – that is, my spouse for your spouse – probably enjoy the variants possible when you are fucking with new people. Let me make one point clear at the outset. Nothing – nothing! – will ever replace conventional intercourse as the basic act that is the foundation of sex.

But when you are playing with new people, why not push the boundaries a bit, and go beyond a guy sticking his cock in a woman’s pussy and moving it in and out? Fun, to be sure – I would NEVER knock fucking!

But both Hal and I love scenarios involving imagination. group sex picture stories

Hal wrote earlier (a two-part posting, look it up) about our fun with a couple from Naples, Florida, who we met through an ES exchange. In addition to some good and great hard fucking, the first evening involved neat bi play, with Cecile and I making wild with one another’s pussies, and Hal and Jim doing a male version of clit fucking by rubbing their cocks together until they climaxed. Some other fun stuff happened under cover of darkness once we piled into their king-sized bed to sleep.

Over breakfast the next morning – after enjoying first-light fucks – Cecile asked if we’d like to do anything special around town during the day. A fairly steady rain was falling, which ruled out a walk or a jaunt on their power cruiser, and no one seemed to be in the mood for a visit to an art museum.

So the agreement was that we’d hang around the house and entertain ourselves.

Hal and Cecile seated themselves on one of the couches in the sun room, and my husband has never been one to pass up the opportunity to fondle and tease a naked woman if one is at hand. Cecile, of course, fondled and teased right back, stroking Hal’s penis as he fingered her pussy. Then she broke away and said, Hey, Hal, you are going to get the idea that I am an easy lay, that all you have to do is to snap your fingers and I’ll spread my legs for you.

Well, , she had been pretty quick to get out of her clothes the previous evening, as had I. She continued. I tell you what I am going to do. I am going into the bedroom and get fully dressed. You do the same in your room.

Then, let’s meet back here on the couch.

She began improvising. You are a man who has just moved into the house next door. Your wife is winding up your affairs back wherever, and she won’t be here for a few more weeks. We have exchanged hello’s over the fence, but we don’t really know one another. Jim has been out of town a few days, and I am feeling horny – which you don’t know. So I decided to invite you over this morning for a cup of coffee.

Your challenge, Hal, is to see if you can seduce me. I know that Jim likes watching me play around with another man, and I bet that Kath might get a kick out of seeing you put the moves on another woman. I chimed my assent.

Now I must make one thing clear before we start: I don’t know whether I will end up fucking you or not; your challenge is play around with me, and neck with me, and try to make out with me. Are you game?

All of us laughed. I did not believe for a minute that Cecile would turn him down and refuse to have sex in the end, but I got a kick out of the scenario she outlined. To be sure, I’d watched Hal neck and pet with any number of women during years we’ve been into sexual sharing, but the outcome was always preordained: in due course, he and the other woman would fuck.

As Cecile got off the couch, giving Hal’s erect penis a parting pat, she said, And Kath, why not think of some off-beat fantasy you’d like to do with Jim? I bet he is going to be horny as hell after watching me and your husband.

So, come up with an idea of what you’d like to do. Now, let’s both get dressed and have some fun, what say? Come on, Kath, keep me company while I choose an outfit.

We went into the master bedroom and I plopped down on the bed and watched Cecile as she rummaged through her bureau drawers. This was the first time that Cecile and I had been alone together, and we exchanged some idle chatter about how fun the previous evening had been, and we showered compliments on both guys. They, too, are rather selective about who they fuck, and she said (and I believed her, for I felt the same way) that the four of us had proved to be a good match.

Very erotic, to sit naked on a bed and watch a new friend try on two or three bras before finally choosing one that was so dainty and fragile that about all it did was hold up her breasts; it did not begin to cover them! Equally scanty panties, and then a blue denim mini-skirt that came up a full three inches above her knees, and a soft white cotton blouse.

Do I look fuckable? Cecile asked, laughing.

Sugar, I replied, if you hadn’t already made a play date with my husband, I would make a pass at you myself!

Please do just that, she said. But right now, I want some of Hal’s super cock. God, Kath, but he fucks like a pile driver!

In our absence, Hal had donned chinos and a Polo shirt. He stood when we entered the room and said, Cecile, it was sure great of you to ask me over, and I know that Kath is really going to enjoy meeting you when she come to town. I took the liberty of pouring us coffee….

Hmm. He was sliding deftly into the scenario outlined earlier by Cecile, that of the new neighbor who had been asked in for coffee. From that point on, Jim and I were not in the picture; in the fantasy, it was if we were not even in the room.

I snuggled in beside Jim on a love seat and gripped his stiff dick and gave him a few gentle strokes.

We listened as Hal and Cecile talked about Naples and the neighborhood, as if they were truly strangers having their first conversation. In a very few minutes, however, Hal boldly moved the parameters. When I saw you out gardening yesterday, he said, I said to myself, ‘Wow, what a great looking neighbor! It’s going to be fun living next to her, and seeing her out in the yard from time to time.’

Oh, Hal, Cecile protested, I didn’t know you were looking at me. I mean, I looked a mess, what with my worn-out old shorts and a T-shirt that was soaking wet from my watering the lawn….. She played the role of embarrassed woman to the hilt.

Hey, Cecile, I’m not complaining.

Even in near rags – did you know that there’s a hole in the seat of those shorts, by the way? – you are a good looking woman. You had that ‘earth mother’ quality that I like in a woman. Whether you know it or not, you have a natural beauty, and what you wear makes no difference.

Now the flattered woman act. Hal, you really know how to sweet-talk a woman, don’t you? Here I am, an over-30s housewife, messing around in the garden like some old granny or the crazy aunt, and you still find nice things to say about me. She put a tentative hand on Hal’s forearm, a thank-you touch. Then she sat up straight. Oh My God! she exclaimed. Is there REALLY a hole in the seat of those shorts?

I had no way of knowing…..

Hal smiled. Not to worry, Cecile. No one could see your panties, so you are home free…

She put her face in her hands. No one could see my panties? For sure, Hal, because as I recall, I wasn’t WEARING any panties yesterday. Oh, god, I am so humiliated…..

Cecile, you have a nice tanned bottom, so why worry? And besides, I could see only just a little bit of it….Now, don’t fret and pout about yesterday’s history. Come here, let me give you a hug and cheer you up.

Hal stretched out an inviting arm. Cecile sat without moving for perhaps 15 seconds, as if pondering what to do. Then she slid over a few inches and rested her head softly on his shoulder. This feels good, she said. Jim and I usually cuddle first thing in the morning, and I’ve missed him the last three days. Hal touched her cheek, gently, then ran his fingers through her hair. So nice and soft, he said. She moved here face up and down over my husband’s shoulder, as if content, and perhaps burrowing a little closer to him.

Not a word for two, maybe three minutes. Hey, Hal, get with it: give the girl some action!

And Cecile, look at me, giving your husband a slow hand job while you sit there like a bump on a log! What goes with you two?

As Hal would tell me later, he had decided to move with deliberation – that he had discovered years earlier, when he was in his te**s, that women like making yes or no decisions during the build-up towards sex. (He is correct, of course; I could not begin to count the number of times in younger years when I would put up a restraining hand to keep a guy from touching my breasts before I was ready for that step.)

Hal’s next move was a simple one. He began stroking Cecile’s cheeks with his fingers, telling her how much he and Kath (hey, that’s me you are talking about!) would enjoy living in Florida, and that he bet that she and me would find we had a lot of things in common.

Does Kath also show off her bare ass in public, to a new neighbor? Cecile said, in a bantering manner.

Well, one thing that attracted us to Florida – and to that house in particular – is that it does seem to have enough privacy out back that we can run around naked when we want to.

And we are looking forward to doing just that, Hal said.

Better be careful, big boy, she said. I might sneak out and take a peek at you!

Ring a bell before you do, you might catch us in an embarrassing situation!

They both laughed, and without hesitation Hal put his hand under Cecile’s chin and tilted it up. Those lips look like they could use a nice slow kiss, he said. She responded by slightly opening her mouth and running her tongue over her lips. Yes, she was inviting him to kiss her, and yes, he did. And once their mouths locked, I could tell that their tongues were swirling against one another. I felt Jim’s prick throb in my hand as he watched my husband deep-kiss his wife, and his fingers found that the sight also had my pussy sopping wet.

Cecile seemed content to keep the kiss going forever and ever, and to press her body against Hal’s strong chest. Seeing another woman get so much pleasure from kissing my husband gave me an odd feeling – not of jealousy, an emotion I have never entertained, but of Hey, I want to do that too! So I stroked Jim’s dick a bit harder, and I began to think of the sort of scenario I would devise when our turn came to play act.

Hal chose to up the pace, rubbing his hand over Cecile’s breasts through her blouse. She made a token attempt to shove it away, as if she was a coy teen virgin not about to let a guy take such liberties with her boobs. Then she surrendered. Hal was content to cup each breast in turn and Cecile seemed to wiggle even harder. Then his hand undid button by button of her blouse, and one went to her back.

I could see she leaned forward to make the undoing of her blouse all the easier for him.

Their hands worked together to get her out of the blouse, and she was, happily and proudly naked from the waist up, offering Hal her boobs for kisses and licks, and helping him undo his shirt so that naked flesh could meet naked flesh. This continued for some minutes, then Hal’s hand was on her legs.

This time Cecile seemed to speed him along, letting him run his hand far under her skirt, gasping as he touched her pussy. He hiked her skirt up to her waist, and oh my goodness, the dark patch of her pubis was clearly visible through her wet panties. He stroked, he pinched, he teased, he ran a finger under the elastics and probed her slit with it.
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I dropped Jim’s penis and began fingering my own pussy, trying to replicate what I knew Cecile was enjoying from my husband. A series of small orgasms jarred my body.

Jim was happy to just watch me jill off

Now Hal was on his knees in front of Cecile, her legs over his shoulders. I could see his mouth at work on her cunt – cunnilingus through the thin wet fabric of her panties! He pulled the cloth away from her body, and to my delight, caught it between his teeth and began pulling and chewing. My god, I whispered to Jim, Hal is literally eating the panties off your wife!

He did just that, reducing the panties to a handful of rags before they were totally off Cecile’s pussy. He shook them about in the air, not unlike a dog playing with a rag. What’s on your panties tastes pretty darned good, he said, laughing.

Let me see what the real thing might be like!

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James
By: Magic (nobodyzzangel3@aol.com)

James and I had known each other for years, but it wasn’t until our senior year, when we were both 18 that we became friends. We’d been at each other’s houses so often that our parents didn’t think of anything when we were in each other’s rooms.

It was our last week of school. We were done with finals, and only had graduation on Monday to look forward to. We were in James’ room for the usual Saturday night movie. We were comfortable with each other, but he surprised me many times. Tonight was on of those times.

Erin, did you have sex with Rob before you broke up?

Are you asking if I’m a virgin or do I like to put out before breaking up?

Are you a virgin?

No. Why?

What’s it like?

YOU’RE still a VIRGIN?!

Not so loud. Yeah I just…I’m looking for advice. first time painful stories

I’m the wrong girl. I may not be a virgin, but I might as well be. Rob was one of those wham, bam, thank you ma’am’s.

It wasn’t good?

I might as well have brought the vibrator.

James, for all his nerdy ways, looked so shocked; I kissed him on the cheek and watched him blush. So who’s the lady that has your…uh…third leg popping up and says ‘Hello there!’?

I knew he wouldn’t tell me. We’d been friends for barely a year, but he was still private. He never answered, just put the movie on. I was lying on his bed when the movie came on and he joined me. A sex scene came on after a couple of minutes. You know the ones, where it’s a shot of the two people in bed with the sheet covering up the good parts. The woman started to get vocal with her when…

Is it like that?

It can be.

He kept moving. I wanted to laugh because it was obvious he had a hard on and was adjusting the pressure. Then he did it again. Surprise me that is. James was kissing my throat and made his way to my shoulder. He then blew air over where he’d been and all I could do was shiver. I didn’t say anything, so James rolled us until he was on top. That’s when he kissed my lips. It was soft, a light touch. Then his tongue ran over my lips. I got over being stunned and kissed him back. His mouth was hot and warm out tongues dueling.

James moved his hands so that they were resting on her stomach. She was what he always wanted. She was moving beneath him until her hips cradles his cock. He kissed her neck again, she was soft and warm. She teased him with words, and with virtually every piece of clothing she owned. That’s why he was only stroking her stomach.

James…uh…please

Please what? he asked playfully.

Touch me.

He tore at her shirt then and oh God there were her breasts. James rolled again and she was on top. He was kissing and sucking on one nipple and rubbed the other until they were hard peaks. His other hand grabbed her but and grounded his hard cock on her crotch, sucking and pulling harder on her nipples.

James! Oh God. Harder!

He laughed while still sucking her nipple, the vibrations pulled to her until the heat and wetness was felt from her to him. She felt him get harder and she did something he couldn’t believe. She pulled away, took off his shirt, short and boxers, and then took off her shorts, leaving a blue thong on. first time jack-off stories

She straddled him and barely moved her hips, to James’ shock he grew bigger and harder. She kissed her way down his chest; she was so close to his cock that he could feel the hot moist air from her mouth. She bypassed his cock and he jerked when she lightly nipped his inner thigh. He didn’t get to say anything when she engulfed him. She licked and sucked his penis; it took him so much to not blow in her mouth. She must have sensed this, since she took that hot sexy mouth, and kept it only on his head. Sucking him lightly then, not at all.

James, what else do you want?

My breasts were aching, my pussy was throbbing.

I was waiting for an answer, trying to breathe normally, but I couldn’t

James saw her breasts go up and down, his breathing labored and he pounced. His hands were everywhere. He ripped her thong off and was fingering her. She wasn’t a virgin, but she was tight. He was able to get two fingers in after awhile and they were slick with her juices.

Eat me out! Eat me! I screamed. James only blew on my pussy. Lick me. Fuck me. I don’t care I’m so fucking close.

He stuck his tongue in her hot spot, while running and tweaking her clit. That’s when she came, hot and heavy and juicy. I could feel him lap as much of me as he could. He moved off of me, and then I felt his hard, long cock in my sensitized pussy.

Is this right?

Honey, if thing A fits into slot B, you’re doing great.

James started thrusting, he guess he was doing it right, since she was moaning, but she was so hot and the sensations just carried him along. Her walls surrounded his cock and they were squeezing. The touches his cock felt were overwhelming. He burst into her. His semen filling her, but he didn’t want to be Rob.

So he kept thinking about her breasts, her hard nipples, everything about her to get him hard again. He was running her clit again, listening to her moans, loving what he was doing to her. He pulled out and started kissing her neck, running his teeth down it. He lightly bit her shoulder; her heat was getting to him.

Let me, she said.

She grabbed his cock, pulling and tugging it back to life, all he could think about was this was what he dreamt of. He would dream of her hand on his cock, rubbing his underside for the sensitive vein, not really able to put her hand totally around its hardness. His cock got bigger and harder instantly.

How do you want this?

I got on my stomach then, propped up on my hands and knees.

Fuck me until I drop.

James was there in two seconds and he rammed into me. He was like a well oiled piston, coming in and out, faster and harder. I could feel his cock against me, it was getting hotter, he grabbed my breasts, pulling them so hard, my muscles clamped around him and I screamed.

Fuck fuck fuck I’m gonna cum. Don’t stop! Fuck.

She started rubbing her clit for the added bonus of having a hard cock just ramming her neglected pussy. James smiled and got harder watching her play with herself. Then she tightened around him and pushed back as far as she could to get him all the way in her.

Erin cum on my cock! I’ve dreamt of you cumming all over my cock.

The words sent me over the edge. Waves upon waves just crashing down on his cock, she new James wouldn’t expect those sensations of my juices running over his cock or down my thighs, some getting on him.

James felt his balls tighten. He wouldn’t last that much longer. He could feel her milk him, trying to get him to cum. He couldn’t stand it any longer; he rammed his cock farther and came.

They fell onto his bed, their bodies’ slick with sweat and juices.

Panting, James let his cock soften inside her, then pull out. He felt their combined juices on his cock. He was instantly hard again. He wanted her all the time.

I started laughing.

What?

For a used to be virgin, you definitely have a healthy sex drive.

What guy wouldn’t want his friend-his best girl friend’s pussy? You know I’ve liked you since before we were friends.

I chuckled and said,Maybe instead of movies it should be sex Saturday.

Everyday.

James got up enough so that I could lie on my back. He got right back on top of me. His hands were around me, mine were boneless on his back. We started kissing again, but softly.

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Experiments Part 1
By: Mary I (Ted9378@hotmail.com)

Staring out at the wintery cold Beverly was thinking back to the summer when, rather than sit by the window with a hot cup of tea, she was laying naked on the back deck with a cold drink feeling the hot sun touch her in places most of the people she knew don’t get to see.

Sitting in her living room she let her mind take her back to that place and found her hands wandering around the outside of her clothes as she remembered all the naughty things that she had done in over those summer months.

Her husband Ted always enjoyed finding her there on the deck and she always made the most out of his enthusiastic reactions. Both in their mid fifties Bev and Ted had been like most couples their age. As the end of their forties came around their sex life had slowed to a routine of once a week and same old same old. And even that was skipped more often than it should.

It had been Bev who brought things back to life for them And that came directly from a girl-to-girl conversation she had had one night with her old friend Joan who had been divorced for a few years now. Around the third glass of wine the conversation had rolled around to sex and Bev has asked the question of what it was like to not have anyone.

I mean at least I have Ted for the once a week romp, even if it is a little predictable.

Bev was taken back when Joan laughed and told Bev her sex life had never been better. About 2 years after my divorce I was sitting at home by myself for yet another night Joan confided and I decided I was just too old to have inhibitions. You’d be shocked if you knew some of the things I’ve tried in the last 3 years. Some of it I may never try again, but I can tell you I liked a lot more things than I thought would. And frankly even most of the activities I wouldn’t make of habit of, I’m glad I tried.

If I had been this open and inventive and not so damned hung up when I was in my thirties I would have been walking around with a permanent smile on my face. My poor Ex would have paid me twice as much as he has in alimony just to keep me. she laughed.

Sure I read all the books about keeping things sexy and exciting in the bedroom back then, but I thought it was more of a chore for me and that only he was going to get something out of. Now I do it for the hell of it and most of it feels damn good. Leaning closer to Bev over the restaurant table, in a whispering voice You can tell anyone this but John, my ex, always wanted me to fuck him from behind with a strap on dildo. Well I was going to have no part of that. Then 2 years ago I was there in a bedroom with a lubed dildo and the guy I was with ( a much younger man I might add ) was bent over the bed pleading with his cougar (Me) to fuck him until he can’t sit for two days. Well the power that I felt from pounding away into that beautiful tight ass of his made me cum until I was screaming.

Pulling back Joan took a sip of her wine and smiled and I can tell you that young man did have a little trouble sitting down for a day or two.

Well that little confession led to more wine and a much deeper analysis of this new freedom after fifty philosophy. The result was Bev had gone home that night convinced that if a fifty XX if she hadn’t earned the right to do whatever she pleased with her own body, then what was the point of it all. And just to prove she was right when she got home that night Ted got one great blow job in the middle of the living room ( and on a Wednesday night no less ).

Since that time, both she and Ted had gotten into experimenting; sometimes bold sometimes tame. But like her friend, Bev was learning just how much of it she liked (some of it a great deal ). That’s what last summer’s nude sunbathing was all about.

Bev had discovered exhibitionism and had spend the summer going around the house and the backyard getting caught as often as she could by as many people as she could.

Now at fifty XX Bev had a mature woman’s body; one that could be slimmer but she liked being round and voluptuous, She was also pleased that her 38 Ds were something men never look away from ( and a number of women for that matter).

Bev had gotten bolder with this as the summer went on. It started with the titillation of getting caught nude sunbathing by the postman, some of the neighbors and a few local workmen. Then came the first time Bev pretended not to see her audience and stated playing with herself for their and her own pleasure. She was sunning on the back deck when she noticed a small group of roofers replacing a roof a few doors down. Eyes closed Bev slowly brought her hands down over her big beautiful tits, pinching and pulling on each nipple. Careful to make sure her workmen got a full appreciation for one of her best features. She then snaked one hand down her belly, now glistening from her sweat, until one finger worked its way down through her folds and found her clit.

Knowing there were people watching that first touch sent what felt like an electric charge half way up her spine. Without thinking her legs spread wide to provide her new fans with the best view possible, thinking all the time how wonderful it was to be this exposed slut. She stoked and pulled on her clit until she knew she was heading for a very noise climax. She just managed to pull herself together enough to get inside in house, throw herself on the living room couch and lunge two fingers into a wet waiting pussy, jerking her fingers violently until the waves started to cum over her. sirst group sex stories

As it was late afternoon Bev never cleaned herself up or got dressed. Her cunt was still wet and she smelt of sex when Ted got home.

Pushing herself into him as he walked through the door, it was hard to tell who was tearing his clothes off more, Bev or Ted himself. But in minutes of his arrival Ted was in his new favorite position; naked on his knees with his head buried deep in Beverly’s wet thighs. Ted’s tongue working hard to find all the spots Bev’s fingers had journeyed to earlier while Bev described in great detail how she had performed for the roofers that day.

Ted had to fuck her long and hard that night.

Two weeks later Ted took Bev to a park and made love to her in a semi secluded area where there were bound to be a respectable size audience to watch. That was soon followed up by two sessions on a local beach; one at night, one in the early morning for the benefit of some local joggers.

That summer Bev and Ted soon decided it was time to try soft swinging, so they could watch and be watched.

Bev made the call to Joan who was happy to make all the arrangements.

The night of their first soft swing it was hard to tell who was more excited Ted or Bev. Bev’s turnon was the idea of exposing herself so intimately in front others. For Ted was the group thing. Writhing naked bodies, men and women, there just a few feet or even inches from where he would be; the potential for someone to reach over and touch you in the middle of all this. Joan had explained the rules were that a couple could only fuck their own partner but touching, kissing or licking someone other than your partner was okay if okay with the recipient.

It being summer clothing was light with no thought of underwear, easy to come off when the time was right. Bev did decide at the last minute to wear a thong, which she was later glad for. Sitting with the two other couples having a drink before things got started drenched that thong she was so wet.

The thought crossed Bev’s mind Joan was looking very sexy. Joan was the same age as Bev but was taller and very thin. Bev had decided to make a point of having a good look at Joan later when the clothing came off. Joan’s partner and the other couple were also of like-age so no one was self conscious of aging bodies.

After a half hour of light conversation Joan made an announcement. As this was Bev and Ted’s first time Joan thought it was fitting that they be properly initiated. This meant Bev must strip off her clothes in front of every one and walk around the room stopping at each person. That person was then allowed one friendly grope before Bev worked her way back around to Ted.

Ted was to strip off in the middle of all this and wait in his chair until Bev came back and lower her mouth down onto Ted waiting cock.

Hearing this Bev went flush with that wonderful combination when you’re embarrassed and excited at the same time. Her thong was of no value as her wetness started to creep down her leg anyway.

Taking up the challenge Bev stepped up to the middle of the room and gave everyone a show as she slowly stripped off her dress, her shoes and the now pointless thong. The applause only made her more courageous. Boldly she walked over to the other couple Joan had brought along that night.

With her hands on her hips she twisted her upper torso back and forth causing her breast to sway provocatively in front of the husband. He responded by reaching up and pinching each of her nipples just enough to send a quiver down through Bev’s ready thighs.
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Ted, already naked in the chair reacted by wrapping one hand around his near hard cock and slowly pulled on it until it came to full life. Clearly his expectations were going to be met that night.

With the husband focused on Bev’s breast his wife drew herself out of her chair and slowly circled around Bev bushing up against her, letting her hand explore Bev ample bottom. Then with one swift motion she brought it down with a loud smack across its soft round target. Bev let out a little gasp then a moan and in a hesitant voice said again.

The second smack left a red mark and garnered a second moan from Bev.

Ted, not planning to be left out of any of this, came up behind Bev to bring his tongue down and around every inch of the beautifully reddened ass. Later Ted would think about how comfortable he was placing himself in that exposed submissive role in front of that group and wondered if this was a side of himself he and Bev should explore further.

Next up for Bev was Joan date, Bob. Again Bev boldly stepped up in front of him with her hands planted on her hips. Unlike the other husband Bob’s interests were not Bev’s tits. Rather he ever so softly brushed his fingertips against her knee, lingering only a moment before the gentle touch worked its way up her thigh; its target now known to everyone in the room.

Bev could see this coming and almost instinctively opened her legs up to help those meandering fingers find their target. In that moment she thought about Ted.

This was not something they had planned to let happen and she wondered about his reaction. Up til now Ted had been the only person to enjoy her body since they had married all those years ago. Glancing over at him he gave her a nod of approval and in that nod opened the door to so many more wonderful future experiments between them.

Bob’s finger found its prize and easily slipped inside that wet hot hole. Bev immediately reach down, grabbed hold of Bob’s hand and held it firmly in place as she ground her hips around the inserted finger. Her head fell back Oh My God Bob your finger feels so good.

Things were definitely heating up.

Bev’s mind was now racing to get past Joan so she could lower, not her mouth, but now her readied pussy down on Ted waiting cock. She wanted to all to see her man fuck her hard. She wanted to be the center piece of an evening of debauchery, letting the other hear her make her demands for deeper, harder, … more.

With Bob’s finger now out of her hole, but her legs still spread Bev turned to Joan. In almost one sweeping motion Joan came out of her chair, flung her dress open and crushed her naked body against Beverly’s. Wrapping her arms tightly around Bev Joan began to rock their bodies back and forth against each other. At the same time unexpectantly gave Bev a deep open mouth kiss. Beverly had never been with a woman before but in the heat of that night decided to surrender to Joan and think about it later. She did and the passion just continued to build in her. As Joan pulled away she softly whispered to Bev that next time it will be her fingers not Bob’s and she would do the job up right.

What followed was a night of sex and passion and experimenting for both Ted and Bev.

Joan’s rules got bent a number of times to everyone’s delight.

Later as they lay in their own bed cuddled up against each others nakedness they talked and kissed and admitted to the pleasures that had opened up to them that night. They also told each other about the new areas that had come to light for each of them, with promises to help the other test those new limits.

But that was then and now it was winter and the cold made the back deck and the beach off limits. Bev needed to find a new kink to try.

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Her One Desire
By: kaorilyn (withnoregards@optonline.net)

Miranda came home from school that day PISSED! How dare she get an F on that history test! She studied harder than anyone else at St. Emily’s and STILL she failed. Graduation was SO iffy now. She knew something was wrong and she’d definatly talk to Sister Monica in the morning. She slammed the door behind her and tossed her backpack down on the nearby couch. Her blue and green tartan plaid skirt fluttered around her thighs from such a rapid motion. As she turned back noticed her mother’s boyfriend, Rick sitting at the kitchen table. He looked upset about something.

Rick? What’s wrong? She asked. He had been a wonderful role model for as long as she could remember. Her mother’s live-in boyfriend was more than that to Miranda. He was someone she could trust and count on if she ever had a problem that she could even talk to her mother about. Whether it be boys or music or sex, Rick was there to talk to not to mention SUPER hot.

He had deep chocolate brown hair, beautiful golden eyes, sharp defined muscles and a KILLER white smile. She knew he was only 30 and even though her mother was past 40 they really had a great relationship. Not to mention all the fantasies Miranda had, being a typical 18 year old Catholic school senior. She touched his shoulders and laid her head down on him. He put a hand on hers and sighed.

I just had a big fight with your mother. She told me she thinks I should move out.

NO! Miranda was outraged. Her pale blue eyes flashed deep cerulean. You can’t move out! It was only a fight, you’ve had them before. We need you here. You’re wonderful to mom and me. She’s just stressed out from work. She needs the newspaper to give her time off. That’s all!

Rick stood up to face her. She was so beautiful. The very image of the Bernice he had loved so much, but yet he was losing.

Randi, it’s ok…maybe we can separate for a while…give your mom a chance to deal with things.

No Rick, there’s no reason for you to leave. You are a good man.

You’ve provided for us, you have a great job..I can understand if you were a bum then mom would throw you out but you’re SOOO not!

I know honey but I think your mom is going through that whole hormonal change thing. Maybe it’s best if I go away for a while. You can come and visit me. I still have my house over by the shore. That would be cool for the summer, right?

Suddenly she clung to him, the tears falling down on her pale alabaster cheeks. No Rick, you can’t go. I love you. You’re so important to me. You’re like the only dad I’ve ever known. Please don’t go away. I love you so much. You and mom can work things out.

Rick hugged her tightly. He felt himself chill at the warmth of this beautiful body that clung so temptingly to him. He must admit he was merely a man and he had had fantasies of Miranda. Especially that one time he caught her coming out of the shower totally naked. He had to go and masterbate on the bed immediatly afterward. The very thought of her smooth pale body excited him then and even more now.

Randi, sweetie it’s gonna be ok honest. You’ll see.

Suddenly she reached up and kissed him.

Not a peck, but a soft slow open lipped kiss. He didn’t push her away, he just enjoyed the sweetness of her mouth. He slowly inched his tongue out and felt her initial surprise followed by a response that nearly overwhelmed him. He ran his arms around her body, caressing the tightness of her arms, her belly, her thighs. She caressed him as well, her hands grabbing those wonderful buttocks of his. They pulled away slowly, still in each others arms.

Randi, that wasn’t right. I think you should go to your room now and do your homework. first time nudes stories

I don’t want to, Rick. I want you. I need you. I think you are the sexiest man in the world and I have had so many fantasies about you and me being naked on my bed. Just the thought of it now makes me so incredibly wet. She slowly kissed her way down his body, pulling his black t-shirt out of his jeans and running her palms up and down his firm, tanned abdomen, kissing it slowly and driving him harder and harder. He looked down into her eyes and knew what she was going to do next. He moved to stop her, but she just cooed.

She went to her knees and unzipped his jeans, she ran them down the length of him and looked back up into his eyes. She could see his hardness bulging through his boxer breifs and she kissed it. It sent an electric surge through his spine like nothing before. He wanted to be free so badly. She looked up at his eyes again and smiled as she slipped the boxers down. She looked at the shape of him, the length and the thickness…it was jsut as she imagined him to be. Perfect. She made sure she kept his eyes glued to his as she slowly wrapped her lips around the tip of him and slowly started to slip it in. She had seen this a hundred times in those porno movies her friend Darcy used to play every time they had slumber parties.

She knew she could do it and judging from Rick’s reaction she was doing it well. It felt good in her mouth, long and sweet. She sucked more up and down and felt Rick’s hand on the back of her head, almost pushing her mouth on him. Faster and faster she sucked and ran her tongue over his shaft.

Mmmm Randi, my God that feels so good baby.

She sucked a little more and stopped, then ran kisses back up until they were eye to eye again. Rick kissed her hard, shoving his tongue into her mouth and swirling it with hers. She felt his hands slipp her sweater off her shoulders and unbutton her blouse, revealing her sweet soft tender breasts tucked safely in a lacy white bra. His lips drifted to her neck and back again. She realized how much she wanted him inside her.

This was the chance to take now.

I want you Rick. Please take me.

He held back a bit to look into her eyes. WHAT the hell was he doing? She was practically his daughter.

Randi, we have to stop now. Please. He started to dress himself but then she took his hand and slipped it under her skirt. He could feel that she had no panties on and her wetness saturated his fingers. She felt so smooth and sleek. She moved to whisper in his ear.

You know you want this pussy Rick. I’ve dreamed about you inside of me for so long. Take me please..

She kissed him again and they made their way towards the sofa. She had taken his shirt off and he had stepped out of his jeans and boxers. She sat on the couch and he knelt before her, still kissing. Slowly he made his way down her body like she did with him before and he lifted up her skirt to see her beautiful wetness. He ran his tongue over her clit and she groaned in pleasure. He could taste her sweetness and continuouslu flicked his tongue on her. He knew since she was a virgin it wouldn’t take too long for her to climax. Again and again he licked and sucked her.

She writhed back and forth in such a wonderful pleasure. She could feel herself wanting to explode and with a few more flicks of his tongue, she did so. She came again and again as he played with her swollen clit, enjoying the screams he was giving her. He decided without hesitation to get off his knees and within an instant he had shoved his cock inside of her. She yelled and screamed, clawing his back from the thickness and the pressure. She was so incredibly tight to him and he felt himself harden more and more and he pushed further and deeper into her. She wrapped her legs around him and he started to move within her. In and out, harder and harder.

Oh Rick, Oh my God fuck me….. your cock feels amazing Oh yes. Oh Rick fuck me hard.

They kissed passionatly as he moved faster and deeper within her. She was so tight he could barely fit inside her but she felt so good. Better than anything he had ever felt before.

Miranda, you are so beautiful. Your pussy’s so tight baby.
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They moved together faster and faster. It was as if this was meant to be. That they were as one. They moved faster and faster and he pumped harder and harder into her until he was almost reaching climax. He hesitated a bit, but she grabbed his buttocks and that only made him push further in her. He thrusted deep a few more times until he could feel himself start to come, again and again he groaned and moaned as he spilled his seed inside of her. She came not far behind and could feel her pussy quiver and quake.

After a moment or two they laid there in one another’s arms and he kissed her sweetly.

Now you KNOW you’re not gonna leave right Rick? I want you to do this every day after I get home from school and mommy doesn’t have to know.

I can live with that, Randi. One thing tho, I’m gonna have to buy her flowers.

Miranda giggled.

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Doing my Duty
By: Dick Puller (dick_puller@hotmail.com)

DOING MY DUTY

By Dick Puller

I met Joe when I was doing my duty at Navy Reserve training. Like any group of guys isolated from women, we talked constantly about sex. When we finally got some liberty, we put on our civies and headed to town. After grabbing a burger, we decided to hit a country/western bar in hopes of picking up a couple of cowgirls.

The place was decorated to resemble an old barn, with a bar separated from a bandstand by a dance floor. The joint was jumping, and the girls were a sight for sore eyes.

By the time we’d gotten to the bar and ordered our beers, both of us had prominent bulges in our pants. Joe wandered off to do his own hunting and I swiveled around on my stool to check out the talent – the patrons, not the band. I was vaguely aware of someone slipping onto the stool next to mine, but I didn’t register who it was until I turned back to my drink. I must have done a pure Hollywood double-take, struck speechless by the woman’s outstanding looks and figure.

She was medium tall, with long, blonde hair and light blue eyes that looked right through me. She was wearing snakeskin cowboy boots, and her long, shapely legs disappeared into short cut-off jeans that showed just a hint of ass curve. Her western shirt had most of its pearl snaps undone, and it was tied under her breasts, exposing a tanned midriff. The whole thing was topped off by a white cowboy hat atop a pile of blonde hair.

She introduced herself as Sheila, and I finally got up the courage to ask her to dance.

By the end of the song we were really starting to get into the groove. We sat out the next one and I told her about my reason for being there and that I lived in a nearby town. We hit it off and were soon chatting like long-lost friends. I was confident that the evening was going to blossom into something more intimate.

We danced until closing time, with Sheila rubbing more and more snugly against my burgeoning crotch. Her head rested on my shoulder and she looked up at me with a sexy little smile, then kissed me, her tongue playing with mine as my hands sought to encompass her round little ass. Just then Joe turned up with a gorgeous brunette named Annie, and we all decided to head over to Sheila’s house.

Sheila was almost sitting in my lap as I drove, and a fast look in the mirror showed Joe’s old heap moving a bit erratically down the road behind us. I figured he was having the same problem I was.

I put my arm around Sheila and she kissed my neck, her little hand grasping the length of my hard cock in my pants. My hand slipped down to cup her soft breast and felt the nipple harden in my palm. She rubbed my cock some more, and I knew things were going to work out fine.

The livingroom had a long wraparound couch in front of a fireplace, and as the girls went to the bathroom, Joe and I looked over the shelves, discovering a lot of popular novels and a good collection of triple-X videos. We chose one just as the girls emerged wearing short baby-dolls. We had scored! Sheila and Annie led us to the bedroom, which was dominated by a king-size bed and a big TV. Candles and incense gave a romantic touch, and we fell into bed after putting on the video.

As it turned out, we didn’t watch it much, but it did set the stage.

The girls stripped us of our clothes and soon were going down on us. Sheila first licked the head of my cock and then started sucking it like mad, taking it all in, inch by inch. Whenever she sensed I might cum, she’d let my cock go for awhile and suck first one of my balls into her mouth and then the other. Pressure was really building up in my cock. I stripped off her little wrap, feeling for her beautiful breasts as I did so.
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Joe and Annie were totally naked and locked in a sixty-nine position, and I eased Sheila around so we could do the same.

As I approached my goal, I saw that she had shaved her cunt absolutely bare. I dove in and tasted her sweetness as she went back to consuming my cock. Soon my come was rising irresistibly from my balls and I shot my load into her mouth. Although she gagged a bit at first, she managed to swallow every drop as I brought her to a gigantic orgasm with my tongue. Her cuntal juices ran down my burning cheeks.

All four of us had cum pretty much at the same time, so we stretched out to rest. We watched the movie for awhile, and then Sheila moved over by Annie and started fondling her breasts with one hand as the other pumped me back to hardness. Annie’s mouth was back around Joe’s cock. Both girls were up on hands and knees, so of course Joe and I went to it doggy-style.

I aimed for Annie’s slit and Joe drove into Sheila’s, both of us taking it slow until the girls’ increased gyrations encouraged us to move harder and faster.

As if on cue, the girls started coming at the same time and Joe and I both pulled out, shooting our come all over their firm, round asses.

We all lay panting for awhile until Annie playfully suggested a group shower. We piled in enthusiastically and started lathering each other. Sheila was soaping my groin while Annie was lathering herself and Joe. His cock started to rise and Annie knelt and went down on him. Watching them go at it got me hard again, and Sheila rinsed off the soap and gave me head until I was as hard as a hammer handle.

Those two girls just couldn’t get enough sex. After the shower, we headed right back to the huge bed. The girls said they had had enough cock and were ready for some pussy.

They put on an outstanding show that included not only cunnilingus, but strap-on fucking. Joe and I jacked off while watching, then, exhausted from all the sex play, we quickly dozed off.

I awoke to daylight and the smell of breakfast. I jostled Joe and pointed out that the girls were gone. We were relieved when we heard their laughter coming from the kitchen. Joe took a quick shower, and then I took one. As I emerged from the shower sporting a fresh boner, I was confronted by the two naked goddesses carrying trays of chow. We had to report back to the base, but we had enough time to eat breakfast and then have one last fuck.

To make it truly memorable, the girls said they wanted us to fuck them in the ass. That was something new for Joe and I, but apparently not for the girls.

My well-greased cock slid as smoothly into Sheila’s ass as a torpedo into a tube. I had never felt anything as good as her tight ass clenching my cock. I’m sure I would have shot my wad on the first stroke if not for all the action the preceding night. After fucking for a few minutes, Joe nudged me and signaled for a swap. Annie’s ass was every bit as nice as Sheila’s. Sheila begged Joe not to stop, but he was a goner, and he pulled out and sprayed her quivering ass with a very respectable load. The sight set me off, and I did likewise to Annie. girl groups erotic stories

As Joe and I pulled on our clothes, the girls were busy licking our cream off of each other’s asses. We found out later that that was just the beginning of a lesbian tryst that lasted for hours.

That night led to others, and Joe and Annie were married last spring. It took me a little longer to get Sheila to the altar, but we eventually tied the knot, too. The four of us still get together for sex parties every couple of weeks. I love watching Joe screw my wife.

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I am addicted to exposure. [part 1 of 3]
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By: Wowshelia (cline_bambi@yahoo.com)

It has been a stressful year, with Dwayne concern about the mad cow scare, Thank God, it was just a scare. With over 40,000 head of cattle the lost market prices would have hit us hard. And for me, the raising interest market has put everyone in a panic to buy or sell homes. Lucky rates are rising slowly, without cutting off the buyer’s market. But it has been busier than hell.

At last, we decided to take a week off and drive to Shreveport for some relaxation and fun.

Dwayne was so wonderful packing for us, so we could leave as soon as I got home. We were just chatting and laughing about all the bizarre events that had occurred in our separate lives when we pulled into a truck stop. I needed to change out of my business clothes into something more comfortable and Dwayne needed a pit stop. Honey, your clothes are in the black suitcase in the cab. I will meet you in the café. Dwayne called out as he rushed into the truck stop. In the suitcase I found, four boxes. One plain box, labeled clothes to wear home, one from a company called Wicked Weasel labeled swim suit, one from a dot com company called forplaycatalog.com he had written really bold clothes, and the last box from a place called sexdepot.com Dwayne had written clothes for dancing. With excitement, I took the box from forplaycatalog, and headed for the ladies room

Luckily there was a lock on the ladies room and it was clean. Looking into the box, I found a skirt, shorts, tube top, and a blouse.

Feeling the heat of excitement rush over me, I choose the tube top and skirt. Quickly realizing that I would have to be bra less with the tube top, I choose to naughty and slip off my thong also. Now, that will really shock Dwayne when starts exploring. Damn you Dwayne, I said to myself when I looked in the mirror. The tube top had SLUT written across it. Well, he was game for me to wear this outfit; I was just turned on enough not to change. To be a called sluts use to piss me off, but now I think it may be a complement. I unlocked the ladies room and entered the café, with my nipples hurting and begging to extend a foot. ch**hood exposure to exhibitionism

Dwayne was seated at the counter and smiling from ear to ear when he saw me.

I was the main attraction for all these rough truck drivers. I must have flashed a few lucky drivers when I got on to the bar stool, because I felt a rush of cool air across my pussy. Sweetheart, have you ordered for us, I asked Dwayne as I gave him a passionate kiss. Not yet I was waiting for you. My box of business clothes was in the way on the counter, so I took my time bending down and placing it on the floor in front of my stool. My heart was really pumping my hot blood through my body and I felt myself getting wet as my bare ass was exposed and then my tits as the tube top rode up as I stood up.

Acting as if I was not aware that my breast had became visible to all, I picked up the menu and starting trying to concentrate on what to order. After a few minutes, I acted shocked and pulled down my tube top, gently slapping Dwayne on the shoulder. A gentleman would have said something Laughing he said, But a real man wouldn’t. Seemed like everyone in the place laughed. While blushing, I smiled back at him. We ordered and seemed to get a lot of special service from the waiter. I was really getting into all the attention I was receiving. When my single order of fries I ordered arrived, I decided to play it to the hilt.

Dipping a fry into ketchup, I slowly licked it off, sucking the residue ketchup off moving my mouth and puckered lips up and down the fry, before nibbling the fry so gently before swallowing. Dwayne whispered into my ear after I have eaten about a dozen fries, I have never seen you behave so boldly, it is exciting. I wanted to tell him I was so hot, I was getting the bar stool all wet, but the words just would not come out. I felt a little lightheaded from all the excitement. We finished our meal; I bent down again, acting like I was having difficulty getting my box of business clothes, and so I could feel the lovely stares on my exposed ass and breast. Knowing they could see my trimmed pussy was making me even wetter.

I could not believe Dwayne. He told a couple of really handsome truckers that we were on vacation and told them if they would take a picture of us, he would take one of them and me and print it out for them. We had a digital camera and printer in our pick-up. As I blushed with excitement, they followed us outside while he got the camera.

He handed it on of the drivers and explained how to take a picture. I stood beside Dwayne, he told me tilt my body into him and put a leg in front of him while he turned slightly to me. I knew my skirt was riding up real high, but I was way pass caring. I would have stripped off naked for them if even on of them had asked. After a few pictures, Dwayne took the camera. I so much wanted to be naked in front of these strangers. I was hoping Dwayne would do something to give a reason to be exposed on camera with these handsome men. If each of you would point out your truck, I will take a picture over at each one of your trucks. I walked beside the tallest handsome trucker with Dwayne following, to his truck. Open your cab door, and get up inside it, reach down as if you are helping my wife into the cab and I will take a picture in that pose.

Oh, oh my God this was going to be great. I seemed to be floating on air and in a haze as each picture was taken at each truck. I knew my tits were being exposed as I grabbed the hand of the trucker and he could see my trimmed wet pussy gapping open with heat, as one leg was on the high step to the cab. Dwayne took his time as each truck to get the shoot perfect for them to have a memorable picture. After, the last photo, I told Dwayne, The heat is getting to me, I just wait for you in the air-conditioner of our truck, while you give them their pictures. As Dwayne, delivered the pictures, I noticed my tube top had stayed up and my tits were still fully exposed.

I just could not wait any longer; I pulled my skirt up and masturbated for a major orgasm. At the next town we checked into a hotel and made unbelievable love for what seemed like hours.

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Feeling Much Better
By: oppyrose (Greenside80@yahoo.com)

Feeling Much Better

It had been a very tough few months on me. I had a dead end job, I was not making much money and worst of all I had no female in my life. This meant that I had nobody to talk to and worst nobody to fuck. I spent most of my time just hanging out with my best buddy at his house every night and then I would work all day.

One Friday afternoon, we both had gotten out of work early and decided to have a BBQ at his house and enjoy a few beers. We went to the supermarket and got what we needed and then we hit the liquor store to by our beer.

On our way home, I saw his sister walking home and we pulled over and offered her a ride. She quickly got in and thanked me for stopping. She told us that she had been over at some friend’s house and was heading home for the night.

His sister was 20 years old, with a great body. She had perky tits and a beautiful ass. I never really thought about doing anything with her, but I had noticed that she looked really good. I new I had no chance since I always was at her house with her brother. We had a good friendship to so I didn’t think I would ever have a chance at doing anything with her.

We told her that we were having a small BBQ and she asked if she could hang out with us.

We saw no problem with that so we went back to the house and began setting up the grill and the beer. We sat around for the next few hours just having a few beers and eating, and just chatting. She asked me how I was doing and I told her I was going through some rough times with my job. I told her how I was being treated unfairly at work and how the pay was crap. I also told her that I was a bit lonely at home since I didn’t have a girlfriend.

We sat out there for a few hours as she talked to me and told me things would be ok. We continued to chat for a while as we unwound from our week.

She told me that she had dumped her man a few weeks back because he was seen with somebody else. She told me about a few of her problems as well. It was close to eleven when I noticed that her brother had passed out in his chair. We both looked at him and began laughing. I decided it was time to call it a night and got ready to carry him in. She told me that she was gonna go up front to throw away the trash and that she would be sitting on the front steps when I came back out.

I lugged him up to his room and helped him into bed. I then locked the doors and headed back outside. I turned off the lights in the yard and walked down the alley way to the front of the house where I saw her sitting on the stairs.

She looked over at me and smiled as she got up. She told me that I sounded like I was going through a tough time and asked me if I wanted to drive around for a bit and talk about it. I said sure what the heck, I didn’t have anything to do. We got in my car and began to ride around. We ended up driving up to a high peak in the town that over looked the rest of the area.

We pulled up and sat chatting as we enjoyed the view of the city lights. She told me that things were gonna be just fine for me real soon. I kind of laughed as I asked her how she could be so sure.

She told me that she felt bad that I was going through such a tough time and she wanted to help me out so that I could feel better. I looked at her as she smiled and reached over a kissed me.

I kissed her back and we began to kiss a bit more. Then out of know were, she reaches down and begins to unzip my jeans. Slowly she reached in a took out my dick, which was already very hard. She bent down towards my lap and began to kiss the tip of my dick. I laid my seat back as she began to lick around the head. Then she began to take it into her mouth slowly as I sat back and enjoyed. She began to bob up and down on my dick and was really wrapping her lips tightly around my cock.

She was going at a great pace when I felt my balls beginning to churn and I new I was going to blow a huge load into her mouth at any second. I told her that I was about to come and she began to jerk my dick up and down as I began to shoot my load down her throat. She swallowed every drop of my cum as she pumped it all out of my dick.

She sat up and smiled at me and asked me if I felt any better. I smiled back at her and told her that she was great. She then noticed my dick getting hard again and winked at me. She began to unbutton her shirt and grabbed at my hand. After taking her bra off, she took my hand and placed it on her tit. I slowly and gently squeezed her tits as she lightly stroked my cock.

I told her that I was very horny and she just planted a kiss on my lips.

She then looked around and saw that we were alone and began to take her pants off. She then told me to lean my seat back and slid my pants and boxers down a bit more. She looked around once more and then climbed on top of me. I lined my dick up with the entrance to her pussy and slowly she lowered myself onto my dick. I placed my hands on her hips as she let out a soft moan.

She began to raise and lower herself on my dick as I sat back and enjoyed. She started to fuck me a bit quicker as I reached up and played with her tits. She was really riding me good and had a huge orgasm as I felt everything from my dick all the way down to my balls get wet.

I was getting closer to cumming and I told her. She just kept fucking me harder and harder and kept yelling at me to fuck her and cum in her pussy. It didn’t take me long to shoot a load into that wet pussy as she collapsed on top of me. She then sat up and gave me another big kiss. first time roommate stories

She got back into her seat and smiled at me, while asking me if it would be ok for her to spend the night at my place. I just smiled and began to drive back to my place as fast as I could . . .
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• Meeting on the metro
• Lust takes over-part 2

Cinemasex
By: Mike

Two adult, I had to smile as I said it but quickly composed myself and finished, for fatal attraction.

The theater was really nice. It was fairly new and The Villages, a retirement community, had done a very nice job of choosing businesses of class for it’s community.

Want anything to eat or drink? I knew we were early and that we’d be sitting in the theater for a while waiting for our dates.

‘Dates’, I thought it odd to even think this, but it’s pretty accurate.

I don’t think I could eat anything, My wife had that, sheepish grin, as she shook her head no, and then added, but, I could sure go for something to drink.

You nervous? I smiled at her almost expecting her to say she wanted to leave.

Of course, she didn’t hesitate to answer, then she asked, aren’t you?
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A little, I honestly answered but then added, but excited too.

Me too, my wife had spoken but it was so soft that she realized that I hadn’t understood, so she repeated a little louder, nervous and excited too.

Two medium sprites, I couldn’t help but notice the slim young lady working behind the counter and wondered if someone like her would be sitting next to me soon.

Then I looked at my wife and wondered if she’d be pleased with the guy that was soon to be sitting by her, sure you don’t want popcorn?

No, my wife shook her head and added, I know we won’t be kissing or anything like that but I don’t want to have anything in my teeth distracting me.

Hey, I looked at her and grinned, the butter might come in handy though.

Oh, you, she was laughing now as she slugged my arm, you want to buy some for your date?

Maybe, I shrugged my shoulders and liked her use of the word date, nice slick hands can really be nice.

I can’t believe we’re really doing this, my wife spoke as we sat down in the comfortable seats in the upper left corner of the theater as agreed, I bet they don’t show up.

They’ll show, I sounded more confident than I really was, he saw your picture, I put my arm around my wife and kissed her cheek and let my hand brush her sweater over her great, bra-less, breast, he wouldn’t want to miss his chance with these.

I took a moment and looked at my wife and realized I was probably right about the guy drooling over her photo.

For middle aged folks we were in great shape and pretty good looking.

That’s them, my wife quickly pushed my hand away as she nodded toward the couple who just entered the theater, that’s him.

They appeared about as nervous as we were.

The guy was even taller than I’d thought from his description and photo and I couldn’t help glancing at my wife and enjoying her pleasure as she watched him ascend the steps.

And the wife was hot. Slender, gorgeous long legs, pretty face, hey, what more could I ask for?

Are you really sure? I asked one last time before it was too late to back out.

I’m sure, my wife nervously twitched in her seat as she spoke, if you are.

Hi, I extended my hand to the man as the couple reached the top of the steps and started down the aisle to us, Ted, right?

Yes, the man answered as he reached out and shook my hand briefly, then offered his hand to my wife, and you must be Jean.

I heard my wife say something about the same time that I extended my hand now to the very attractive woman, Tina, right?

Un huh, the woman had a nervous, but cute, smile as she let her hand rest in mine, good to meet you Jim.

It was a very nervous moment for all of us and the only thing that seemed to be perfectly maneuvered was the way my wife switched to the seat beside Ted and Tina sat down between me and my wife. If anyone had been watching they wouldn’t have noticed the switch of partners.

It was almost as if we’d rehearsed it. But then, in a way we had.

We’d all four attended the interview with the couple who thought of, and formed this club. We’d all four been made aware of, and agree to, the rules, limits, and conditions of these dates.

The awkward, and nervous, silence reminded me of my teenage dates so many years ago. But then, that was one of the attractions for us old married couples to do this, wasn’t’ it?
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I think we were all thankful for the previews to finally come on and lights to dim slightly.

I finally decided to take advantage of my years of experience and not act like an adolescent. I could smell her perfume.

I leaned over to her and whispered in her ear that she smelled wonderful.

She showed her appreciation, not in words, but by leaning her head over onto my shoulder and reaching over to my lap and placing her hand on mine.

So innocent, so simple, but, oh, so intoxicating.

I placed my left hand over hers now and slid my right hand out from under her left one and placed my right arm around her shoulders and pulled her even a bit closer.

Her hand was now resting on my upper thigh just inches from the bulge that was already forming in my pants.

My right hand was over her shoulder with that same proximity to her breast and I could feel her chest begin to rise and fall a bit faster than it had previously. And, the previews of coming attractions hadn’t even finished yet.

As I turned my head to give my date an appreciative kiss on the head, and inhaling the unfamiliar scent of shampoo, I noticed that the other couple, my wife and her husband, had moved a bit closer together too.

I didn’t know which had stimulated me more, the smell, feel, and closeness of this attractive woman I was allowed liberties with, or the sight and knowledge that my wife of so many years was being allowed those same liberties with this man she’d only met a few moments ago.

Almost the moment the main attraction began, so did the action in the back row of the Rialto theater.

We’d been told that movies aren’t nearly as long when you want them to last and that being timid and slow would only deny you some of your fun.

I raised my right hand back up from my date’s chest a bit and felt the soft flesh of her shoulder above the low neckline of her blouse. I explored her skin and allowed my fingers to explore down inside her blouse ever so slightly each time I rubbed in that direction.

I felt her hand move, under my left hand, on my thigh and I guided it along as it tested my acceptance of it moving higher.

In one motion she adjusted herself in her seat and reached up with her right hand and, grabbing my right wrist, she pulled down softly allowing my right hand to slip down into her blouse and onto her bare right breast.

In appreciation I pulled her left hand slowly, but firmly, up and onto my hardening penis.

I don’t know what felt better, her breast in my hand or her hand on me? But, whichever, it was so sexy, so exciting, so very wonderful.

I decided to not multi-task and concentrated on her breast. It was the first breast, other than my wife’s, that I’d had the pleasure of experiencing in so many years and I wanted to savor it completely.

But I was soon distracted by her small hand exploring my, now completely rigid, penis in a similar way as I had been exploring her breast.

It’s a bit unfair for you to have complete access and me to have a cloth barrier. My date had been so close to my ear as she whispered that I could feel her breath.

In answer, I reluctantly removed my arm from around her shoulder and, with both hands, quickly and silently opened my fly allowing her hand complete access to whatever she desired.

I quickly replaced my arm around her and slipped my hand back into her blouse and onto her wonderful breast.

As I felt her warm hand grab my cock, I twisted my body just enough to allow my left hand to move onto her left leg and begin moving up her thigh,

No stockings, no panty hose, and I hoped, as had been suggested in the interview, no panties.

And, this lady was good at taking suggestions. Her pubic hair felt so soft, almost like silk on my fingers.

The fingers on my right hand were on fire with the pleasure of her hard nipple, the fingers of my left hand were now enjoying the wetness of a hardening, large, clitoris like I hadn’t experienced in years, and my cock felt the pleasures of a hand, fairly expert in, fondling my cock.

I’d seen this movie before.

I pretty much knew the scenes and when I took a moment to regain my senses enough to listen and find out how far it had gone I was shocked. It was well over three fourths over already. The couple who owned cinemasex.com weren’t kidding about time going fast.

While I had my senses about me I glanced at the other couple and noticed them in a similar situation as we were in. The man had one hand up under my wife’s sweater and the other up under her skirt. My wife, as his wife was, had both her hands on his hard cock and she was jacking him off with an, obvious, intent of making him ejaculate for her.

I decided it was time to make sure my date, totally, enjoyed herself and began to slide into her vagina more each time I went down from her clitoris. And, each time I slipped my fingers into her smooth, wet, vagina I pinched her nipple a little harder.

Her skirt was now up to her waist and I could see her beautiful pubic hair in the dim light of the theater. I watched as my fingers were now finger fucking her with determination and could hear, and see, her wetness as they went in and out.

I could also smell the fragrance that only comes from a woman in complete abandonment. But, this new and distinct fragrance was combined with one more familiar as well.

As I felt her pelvis begin to buck up with each of my thrusts of my fingers I looked up to make sure that our actions weren’t attracting any unwanted attention.

We were safe. I began to bring my sweet date to her ultimate pleasure through my use of my fingers. She helped me by using her right hand on her clitoris as I continued my insertions of my two fingers in her wet vagina and on her G-spot.

And, talk about climaxing together? I felt my date buck up violently and moan as her orgasm overtook her just about the same time I heard my wife’s, so familiar, groans of pleasure in the seats beside us.

As my date began to come down from her heaven, I felt her hand begin to stroke my cock again.

I removed my hand from her vagina and let my other hand rest comfortably on her breast now.

I leaned back a little in my seat and just watched her as she jacked off my cock with her left hand and explored my testicles with her right.

I alternated watching my date’s hands, and my wife’s hands on the man sitting three seats over from me. Both ladies were fairly expert in their labor and both actions were equally as stimulating to me.

He came first. I watched as he raised his pelvis from his chair and his abundant cum spread over my wife’s perfect hands.

I wasn’t far behind but instead of just flowing, my cum shot out and onto the back of the seat in front of us and some on the pants leg of my jeans.

It was over now. We all four knew the rules.

No snuggling, no savoring the after glow, no intimacies with the other spouse.

We’d all managed to rearrange our clothing just in time for the lights to come on and credits to run.

And, I couldn’t help but think that between the previews of coming attractions and the credits, so much fun had taken place. What a way to experience a movie.

As had happened when we’d taken our seats, when we all rose and the ladies maneuvered back to their own spouse in a way nobody could have noticed.

Ted and I simply shook hands and thanked each other.

My wife smiled, almost blushing, and thanked Ted, then she hugged Tina and whispered something in her ear that made Tina smile and hug back.

I took both of Tina’s hands in mine and winked at her as I told her how totally wonderful she was.

We all walked in silence down the steps to the entrance aisle, then as my wife and I turned to exit to the left, Ted and Tina turned to exit to the right.

• Experiments part 1
• Fun fuckng at a nudist camp – part two

First Time Public Masturbation
By: sweetashoney

A few weeks after my 18th Birthday, I was in town again with 6 of my friends (2 boys and 4 girls.) We started to play truth or dare. Since my last stripping incident in Burger King some of the girls had asked me how I had had the guts to go ahead with it and after I told them that it just turned me on, they asked if I would do it again. I told them of course I would as long as there was no chance of getting arrested or caught by my parents. Anyway the truth and dare games started off slightly more aggressive then usual with more nudity involved from the start. Most of the dares involved the girls flashing there tits to passing cars, or the boys mooning. Then it came to another one of my goes and one of the girls dared me to do a repeat performance of my strip in Burger King.

Well previously the dare was created so that I had to change into a new set of clothes I had bought that day. As we had not done any shopping I said that I couldn’t really do a repeat performance. This caused a series of boo’s and taunts of ‘chicken’ Well I am not one to turn down a challenge so I said OK.

Now last time I did the dare, there were 9 people in total and they stood around me to stop other people watching. Well with a few less people I had to be a bit more careful. We ordered some food and headed upstairs to one of the booths. I sat on the inside, nearest the wall on one side of the booth and 2 of the other girls sat opposite.

The guys and the other girl stood on the outside of the booth giving me some cover from prying eyes. The place wasn’t that busy luckily and we were in a nice private area.

I quickly removed my bra and knickers and gave them to one of my girlfriends to hold, leaving me with my t-shirt and skirt. I was getting excited. I could see that the boys were already getting turned on from the bulges that had appeared. This made me horny as hell. I ate some of the food and took a few sips of coke trying to get my confidence together to take my last two articles of clothing off.
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I was thinking of what to do first, take my top off or my skirt, when around 20 tourists suddenly arrived from nowhere and filled the other half of the room. We were still some distance away from them but I suddenly felt that there would be no way I would not be seen if I stripped now. I could see the disappointment on the guys faces. One of my girlfriends said that I couldn’t back down now, cause it was a dare and if I did they would be allowed to dare me to do anything and they would make it more humiliating for me if I didn’t continue. I told them that I just couldn’t do it but that if they had another dare or if they would wait I would do it again a few weeks later.

After a quick conversation between the guys and girls they turned to me with big smiles on their faces. One of my girlfriends said to ‘We think that if you are not willing to take the rest of my clothes off, then you would have to masturbate in the booth instead.

So there I was with a decision to make. 5 minutes earlier I was ready to strip in front of my friends again to complete a dare. But now with the sudden surge of tourists it was just too risky. The Burger King booth was secluded in the corner of the room but still there was only 20 meters from us and the nearest people. The replacement dare that my friends had proposed was daring in itself.

I had never played with myself in front of my friends or in such a public location as this. But looking at my situation I thought that it was highly possible that I could literally masturbate without anyone being able to see any of my pussy and I realised that I could just masturbate for a while and then the dare would be over.

‘OK’ I said, I will take up your new dare. This exclamation resulted in a quiet clapping of hands and excited looks on the faces of my friends especially the boys. I slouched down in my seat so that my ass was on the very end of the booth seat and I had my feet firmly on the ground. I was able to reach my right hand under my skirt without revealing anything as my lower body was basically under the table. I was already wet. I could feel my wetness on my inner thighs as I moved my hand up my skirt.

I gently brushed my index finger across my pussy from my ass to my already throbbing clit. I did not realise how horny I was until I came to my clit and felt an instance electric bolt of pleasure surge through my body. I looked at my friend’s faces who were watching with stunned looks, obviously not believing that I was touching myself. So I ran my finger back down from my clit to my ass then again in the other direct gently pressing at my lips so that they parted allowing my juices to slide onto my finger. I brought my right hand up from under the table to show them that I was touching myself. The look on their faces was a delight. I mouthed, I am so wet and they just nodded in agreement.

I really couldn’t believe that I was actually going ahead with the dare, I was kind of in a dream state and didn’t want it to end.

I put my finger in my mouth seductively like I had seen on the internet so that I was tasting my juice and wetting my finger more. I moved my hand back under the table and back under my skirt. This time I stopped on my clit and gently started to rub in small circles. I could feel my lips expanding with the rush of blood and the natural pleasures of stimulating my clit. I slid my finger down into my lips and parted my legs more so that I could get a little more access. I was balanced on the very edge of the seat now and I could feel that my skirt had risen so that from the side you could probably see what I was doing. I looked at the boy who was standing at the end of the row and my suspicions became reality as I realised that his eyes were fixed on the area around my lower region.

I gently eased my finger into my pussy and again felt a bolt of excitement. My breathing swallowed as I pushed my finger in little by little, pulling it back enough to allow my muscles to relax at the new feeling. Soon I was able to get my entire finger into my pussy and I began to rub the insides of the sensitive region. I closed my eyes and began to feel my sexual arousal growing and growing.

I lost myself in my own sexual energies. I slid my finger out of my pussy and continued to rub my clit which was throbbing with energy. I bit my bottom lip to subdue a slight moan as I felt the first signs of orgasmic pleasures. I opened my eyes to make sure that I was not attracting any additional attention and was relieved that the only people that were entranced by my exhibitionism were my friends. They were all watching with boggled eyes obviously a taken back by my boldness and that I did not seem to be pretending in any way. In fact I was so intoxicated that there was no way I could fake what was building.

I was rubbing my clit faster and breathing harder now, my diaphragm filling my chest with shallow breaths increasing repetition. My nipples had become erect and were clearly visible through the thin cotton t-shirt I was wearing, my shapely breasts were enlarged with sexual tension and if anybody had looked our way it would’ve been clear that something was going on. I glanced at the tourist sitting a couple of tables away and they were not in the slightest bit aware of my rapidly approaching pleasure. I stopped rubbing my clit, teasing my body that wanted more and more. I knew how to increase my tension and make my experience even more exciting. I removed my hand from under my skirt and pulled my skirt back down whilst sitting further up in the booth.

I reached for my drink and slowly took a couple of sips. It was then that I realised my friends had not spoken at all but were looking at each other with disappointment clearly believing that I was done. But I was not and in fact felt more daring.
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I turned in the booth so that my back was now against the wall and I was facing the outside of the booth were my very erect friend was standing. I asked if the girls wouldn’t mind kneeling up on the near side of their booth and that the guys should close around more so that there could be no prying eyes. As they did as I asked I slowly started to roll the bottom of my skirt, I rolled it all the way until the waistband was all that was left. This revealed my shaven pussy to my audience and it was clearly gleaming with juices. I winked eagerly and the boys whose eyes seemed to have popped out of their sockets.

I was sure that I may have even caused one of them to cum in his pants there and then but I was not sure. He was clearly aroused, as were both my girl friends as well. Sitting with my back to the wall I lifted my left leg so it was now on the seat and my entire engorged pussy was on view. I slipped a finger across my pussy lips to show how wet I was and let my finger rest back onto my clit……..

My finger began to make circular motions on my clit and I watched as my friends marvelled in my technique. I would rub on the tip of my clit and then around the edge 3 times before rubbing on the tip again. This was a technique I had used many times, but usually in the comfort of my bedroom. I wetted the index finger of my left hand and slid it across my pussy lips allowing my tender pink lips to swallow my finger tip. My juices were flowing and I could feel them trickling down to my butt, probably dripping onto the fabric of the booth seat. My muscles of my pussy were eagerly trying to encourage my finger deep into its depths once again and I submitted to its call allowing my entire finger to ease into my vaginal opening.

I continued to circle my clit with my right index finger whist easing my left index finger into and out of my pussy. I glanced up at my friends and mouthed ‘nobody is looking this way are they?’ One of my girlfriends took a glance around and shook her head. With this confirmation I eased a second finger into my pussy and gasped as I felt the increase of size of my penetration. I closed my eyes again as my sexual energies built. I quickened my pace with both my clitoral stimulation and my vaginal fingering. I was approaching ecstasy fast. I could feel my muscles beginning to contract readying my body for orgasm. I was slipping further down in my seat as my body starting to lose control. I stopped fingering my pussy to grip hold of the seat and continued my assault of my clit. Suddenly there was a scream from the other side of the room.

I opened my eyes wide with fright that someone had spotted what was going on.

My friends were all looking in the direction of the tourists on the other side of the room. ‘Its ok one of the tourists has just fallen over that’s all’ said one of my friends turning to see the shock on my face. I nodded and then quietly said ‘I’m going to cum real soon.’ With this notification all of my friends eyes darted back to my exposed pussy and my finger quickly went back to work on my clit. I quickened my pace feeling the electricity building within me and my muscles beginning to convulse. There was a lot of noise of chairs being dragged across the floor as it was clear that the tourists were leaving. I used this moment of noise to release a moan of pleasure as I felt a wave of euphoria shoot through my body. I’m Cumming I mouthed at my friends.

With this my body exploded, I gripped the edge of my chair and bit my bottom lip to stop myself from screaming. My muscles tightened and I lapsed into spasm after spasm as my orgasm came quickly and satisfaction was released from my body. My body arched upwards towards the sky as the pleasures subsided. I sat back down in the booth my body shaking, I was sweating and my breathing was laboured. I grabbed a handful of napkins and wiped the juices from my pussy. ‘I’d better go clean up’ I said to my friends. ‘Pass my underwear please’ I said as I rolled my skirt back down ‘we’d better go before any staff come to clear up’ I edged out of the booth and noticed that the 2 lads had not moved, obviously they were in shock. I also noticed that they had rather large budges in their pants and as I squeezed myself out of the booth I patted both of them in the groin region ‘That will give you something to think about tonight wont it’ I winked at them. I made my way to the toilets and quickly cleaned myself up. I put my bra and knickers back on, looked at myself in the mirror and smiled.

I couldn’t really believe what I had just accomplished but I knew that this would be the start of something amazing.

• Exposed to a stranger with car trouble.
• A continuation of Abby’s diary….