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Girlfriends Amazing Daughter

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I was dating a fine woman. She was in her 40’s working woman that had a freaky side. What I would soon find out is her 18 year old daughter had the same genes. Liz, my girlfriend, was gonna be working all day and because we had a little sleep over the night before I told her that I’d be here at her house when she got home from work.

After lunch I went out back to take a smoke and when I walked back in I saw smooth tanned legs and a small black skirt heading upstairs. I knew it was Angie, Liz’s sexy daughter. She was absolutely fine, in everyone’s book. About 5’1″ a nice firm 36 C that was just the right amount of perkiness, an ass that stuck out even in loose fitting skirts, which she wore frequently. The most beautiful capturing blue eyes and lips that you can’t decide whether to kiss or have suck on you.

I walked up after her, just to see how her day at school went. When I walked in her room she already had music playing and her homework out.

“Hey youngin how was school?”

“It was good. Boring as usual just school.” She leaned back in her chair pushing her already perky tits outward.

“That’s normal. Hey your mom is gonna be workin past dinner, want me to order some food for us.” Hoping we could do a little bonding. I’m sure her mom would like that.

“Sure can we get pizza? ” Staring up into my eyes as she asked and for that split second I imagined her looking up at me while she sucked my dick.

“Yea no problem.” I mean how could I say no.

“Awesome.” She squeaked. Then went back to working on her homework.

“So what are you working on?”

“Its math, but I’m not understanding any of it. Can you help me?” She gets up and offers me to sit in her chair at the desk.

“Well certainly.” And once again, how could I say no. “What seems to be the problem?” As I sit down she leans behind me with her boobs on the back of my head.

“It’s stupid trigonometry the teacher doesn’t explain anything!”

“This is pretty easy stuff.” Tilting my head up so that I can keep in contact with her gorgeous boobs. They feel so wonderful on my head.

“Yea cuz you’re outta school and older.” Looking down into my eyes again, smiling a cute not so innocent smile. Like she’s holding her boobs there purposefully.

“Do you know your identities?” Trying to keep some semblance of this homework helping.

“The whaa??” Totally clueless.

“Okay look….what if I did it for you and then you copy it into your notebook?” Hoping to get on her really good side.

“Hmm sounds like a good idea but what do I pay you for doing this for me?” Hinting she wants to repay me in a very special way

“I’m sure we can find something for you to do. But for now go order the pizza and I’ll start on this.”

Right when I’m almost finished the pizza comes. I pay for it and head up stairs. When I get back in her room Angie is on the bed laying down with her beautiful curves just begging to be fucked hard.

Eighteen And Ready To Get Fucked

When I was eighteen years old I was still living at home, saving up a bit of money before I moved out of town to go to university. I had taken the year off after graduating high school, working as a hostess in a restaurant a few nights a week. My job gave me plenty of free time during the day, something that I valued greatly as spring led into summer. I spent many afternoons at the beach or even just hanging out in my parents’ backyard working on my tan.

Although I’ve fluctuated a few pounds here and there over the years, my body is very much the same now as it was then, over twelve years earlier. I was very petite, standing about five-foot-two and weighing not much more than a hundred pounds. I’ve never had to work very hard to keep my figure; in fact, the times in my life when I didn’t exercise at all actually added weight to my hips and my breasts in a way that most of the guys I’ve been with actually seemed to prefer.

At eighteen, I had been seeing the same guy for over two years. He was, at that point, the first and only guy I had ever slept with. Unfortunately, however, we had started to grow apart and it was only a matter of time before one of us would have the guts to break up with the other.

In the meantime I was really lusting after Sean, the guy who had been living with us for the last few months. Sean’s dad was a close friend of my dad’s and he had just moved into the area for a new job. He was hoping to save up some money to buy a place of his own, so my dad offered to let him stay with us for a little while. He was in his mid-twenties, tall and fit with short, brown hair. As cute as he was, he was also quite shy, or at least that’s what I thought. I’m pretty sure I had seen him checking me out on more than one occasion, but I had never detected anything resembling any real interest on his part. Although I was a little more outgoing, I had never done anything more than smile at him and make sure I looked nice any time he was around.

It was late on a weekday morning when I had decided to lie down in the backyard and get some sun. My parents were both at work and my brother was at school, and Sean was probably working as well. I changed into my little yellow string bikini and grabbed a towel before heading outside. I had been blessed with tolerant skin, so I rarely wore sunscreen when I was out in the sun. I spread the towel out on the lawn and sprawled out on my back, soaking in the rays. After about twenty minutes I flipped onto my stomach, undoing the ties on my bikini top so that I wouldn’t wind up with any tan lines on my back. I had just untied myself when I heard the phone ringing inside the house. I ignored it, knowing that by the time I had tied up my top and gotten inside I would have missed the call anyway. It was only a few seconds later that I heard Sean’s voice calling to me from the house.

“Hey Christine, the phone’s for you,” he said.

Because I thought I had the house to myself, his voice startled me. I jumped a bit and turned my head to face the house. This wound up exposing my right breast for a brief moment before I remembered that I was topless.

“Shit!” I said. “You scared me!”

“Sorry about that,” he said. I could see his eyes on my breast during that quick exposure and it turned me on. “Should I say you’re not available?”

“No, it’s okay,” I said. “I’ll be right there.” He stepped back inside as I tied up my top and then got up. I went inside and picked the phone up off the counter, hearing one of my friend’s voices on the line. As I stood there in my bikini, Sean busied himself in the kitchen, making himself a sandwich. A couple of times I looked over at him and caught him staring at my body. I glanced down at his crotch and noticed the substantial bulge in his pants. I had always wondered about what he was packing in there. Many times I thought about sneaking into the bathroom while he was showering so I could see his entire body, especially his cock. Each time I would chicken out and wind up playing with myself in my room, imagining him fucking me.

Friend Fucks Wife In Every Hole

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We had known Dave and Mary for years, our friendship having grown after we were introduced by a mutual friend at a birthday party fifteen years earlier. We had hit it off straight away and before long we were socialising with them regularly. Dave was two years younger than me at 42, but looked 10 years younger. He was 6’2″ and built like a tank as he should be with the amount of exercise he does.

Mary at 40 years old, stands five feet six, has dark brown hair, usually worn up and has a body even at her age, which turns heads. Her tits, which always look as though they are about to burst through what is covering them, defy all gravitational laws. You can see some age in her face, but it suits her. She is one of those MILFS who are just eminently fuckable and she knows it!

My own wife Sam is no bad looker either. She is just over five feet tall, shoulder length brown hair, green eyes and a killer body, with good firm tits. I know Dave has had a thing for her for years, – you get to notice the looks, but Sam has never encouraged him and despite our previous adventures with other people (see previous stories), she would never compromise our friendship.

On the particular Friday night in question, we were preparing to meet Dave and Mary for a drink in a local country pub. As Sam was in the bathroom, we got chatting about our friends and how close we felt to them. I joked that Dave wouldn’t mind getting much closer to her. She turned to me completely naked and said, “What do you mean.”

She seemed surprised by my comment. I said “Oh come on, – surely you’ve seen the looks he gives you when Mary’s not watching him. “He’d give his right arm to fuck you.”

She blushed and I knew I had hit a nerve. “What if I were to suggest it to him” I said. “What if we asked him to fuck you while Mary and I watched? Or even better, while I fucked Mary?”

She moved closer to me now and began gently rubbing my semi — erect cock through my trousers. I could feel her large tits gently rubbing against me. “Do you really think they would go for it?” she said, as she unzipped my trousers and reached in to gently take hold of my now raging erection.

“Enough drink and merriment and I think they would.” I replied.

I could tell I had fired her lustful imagination because in a few seconds she had undone my trousers, dropped to her knees and taken my cock deep into her throat. Now I know from personal experience and from the reaction of other men I have watched her fuck that my wife gives awesome head. I felt my balls tighten and stir as I watched her bob her head.

Future Girlfriend Is a Party Girl

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When she entered the room it was like an electric current ran up my spine. No one else seemed to notice her, but from across the room her body drew my eyes like a magnet. Not that she would’ve been ‘hot’ as society tends to define the term (she was a bit short and wasn’t anorexic enough), but my definition of “hot” has generally been a bit against the norm.

Medium height, she wore her red hair in two pigtails. Her skin was delicately pale and her body well rounded. Her stomach (slightly rounded) peeked out from the gap between her black tank top that exposed most of what had to be D tits to the world. A plaid schoolgirl-like skirt draped from her hips down to above her knees, and fishnet stockings completed the outfit.

I tried to catch her eye from across the room but she was rounded up by some other guys and they went off somewhere else in the house. Disappointed, I finished off the beer I was holding and headed off to find a bathroom. Taking a whiz proved a bit of a trial as I had a healthy boner to deal with first. But finally it subsided and I headed back out into the house to continue my so far uneventful evening. Wandering around the upper floor I came to one room with the door open a crack. Unmistakable sounds sex wafted out and I decided to have myself a peek.

It was the redhead, only now her skirt was pushed up around her waist and her tanktop was off. She also had a dick buried in her pussy, which was just now pounding in and out. In her mouth was another dick, and some guys were gathering around her with their pants down obviously waiting their turn. I knew the guys vaguely, and they seemed pretty cool, so I opened the door and slipped inside. Some people saw me enter, but no one seemed to care so I figured I’d pull down my pants and wait my turn. The scene in front of me was enough by far that I was already hard as I’ve ever been, so I gently stroked my dick in anticipation. Gently, because too vigorous of stroking would’ve lost me my load right there.

“Damn!” I thought, “This chick sure knows how to take cock!” The first guy pulled out and blew his load on her pale ass, and I nearly followed suit. Next up was a short guy with what had to be a 9″ rod! He stepped up and drove it right in no problem and started fucking her brains out. Cum bubbled out of her mouths as the rod there finished blowing it’s load down her throat and pulled back to make room for the next one. Only the next guy couldn’t seem to get his dick in her mouth because she kept shouting “Fuck me man! Blow your load in me UNGH! you’re so big! Motherfuckers I want ALL your cum oh YEAH give it to me fuck me FUCK ME!” as she came. The guy came shortly after and blew her cunt so full of semen that it leaked slowly out until the next guy plugged up her pussy with his cock.

Roommates Naughty Girlfriend

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It was the summer of 2002 and I had just turned 21 years old. I lived in a house near my college campus with two other friends. I had a steady job as a server at a fancy restaurant most nights, which brought in great cash, so my days were wide open for lounging around in the sun while my roommates were hard at work.

This particular day didn’t start out any different from any other day of the summer. My friends and I had gotten pretty drunk the night before and I may have still been feeling the effects the next day. It was terribly hot outside. Too hot for a hung-over bum like me to go into the summer heat, so I cranked up the AC and decided to lounge on the living room couch. It was about one o’clock in the afternoon and I was enjoying some awful daytime TV. There was only so much of this garbage I could take, so I flipped the TV off and directed my attention to our coffee table. Or rather, the porno magazines that were on our coffee table. I began flipping through the one magazine casually.

There had been no intention to jerk-off at that point, but the pictures got to me. I had been wearing my favorite pair of basketball shorts and a basketball jersey with the intention of playing ball again that day, just like I did nearly everyday of the summer. With all the running around in the sun all day, I had scored myself a pretty athletic body with a solid tan.

I looked at a spread showcasing two lovely blondes sucking on each other’s tits and started working my cock from the outside of my shorts… Before long my unit was a full attention and ready to go, but just before I could pull my shorts down the back door opened! There wasn’t much reason to panic, it was probably just one of my roommates coming home and everyone glanced at the porno mags from time to time. My only concern was getting caught masturbating on the couch! To my surprise it was not one of my roommates that had entered, but my roommate’s girlfriend. Her name was Kara and she looked half Asian… but it was a more Southeastern Asia look, perhaps Filipino. Either way, she was blessed with permanently light caramel skin, beautiful long dark hair, and a petite frame. Good for her.

“Hey Steve” said Kara with a half smile. I didn’t bother to get up from my position on the couch, but did manage to give her a friendly hello and a smile.

“What brings you here?” I asked.

She plopped down on the other couch in the room and placed her shoulder bag next to her. I couldn’t help but try and peek up the mini jean skirt she was wearing that day. Lucky me, there was a brief shot of panties. Light blue, not a bad color choice.

“Just waiting for David to get done with work. He should be here in 30 minutes or so. We are going to a movie this afternoon.” she responded.

She continued to tell me what movie they planned to see and what it was about, but I had stopped listening. Instead I admired her outfit. She was a sexy girl, but today she looked exceptionally hot. A short jean skirt, tight blue tank top, flip-flops, and her hair in a ponytail. She was petite, but had a pretty decent chest for her size, which was protruding from her extra tight shirt.

“Whatcha looking at?” She asked as she moved from one couch to the one I was sprawled across. This wasn’t very surprising. Kara was a flirtatious and “touchy” character. She always seemed to enjoy being close to people.

“Oh you’re gross!” She reacted to the porno magazine that was still open in front of me. “Why do you even like this?”

“Those chicks are hot.”

“I guess…” She had leaned back against my legs on the couch and started to flip through the magazine. I told her that I wasn’t done browsing and she would have to share. So she fell onto her side in front of me and we began to page through. Eventually she got more comfortable and kicked her sandals to the floor. Kara raised her feet onto the couch, which put us in an almost spooning position.

Willing Wife Services My Friends

If you met my wife you would think she is the most innocent and proper girl you have ever met. And you would be correct to a certain extend. Let me tell you more about her.

My wife is a petit brunette with green eyes. She has the greatest skin, great body and the prettiest smile I have ever seen. She has one hidden jewel that she only lets me see and that is her pretty pussy and extra sensitive clit. I swear she has the most delicious, tightest and beautiful pussy I have ever tasted. My wife and I have been together for a long time. We are still in love. She I don’t think has ever cheated on me. I admit I often think of her being with another man secretly for a quick fuck. And if she did that’s fine. I just hope she would share some details so I can jerk off in front of her as she is telling the story and watching me. It excites me to think of her as a naughty girl, sucking some guy she met on a business trip and getting fucked like a complete slut.

Our sex life started out slowly when we were merely making love and giving pleasure to each other. Then she really started liking to suck my dick and to get fucked hard. Then she finally swallowed all my cum and let me explode all over her when I wanted. From then on she has tried to deep throat, let me play with her ass, titty fucked me, masturbated in front of me, fucked me in public, jerked me off in a bar when the lights went off for a couple of minutes…she’s been fantastic. All her innocence went away last weekend when my good friends from the water polo team came for a game of poker.

I never really expected anything to happen when I invited my three friends for a night of poker at our place. My wife had a bachelorette party to go to and she was going to be gone until late so I figured-let her go have fun and just chill with the guys.

My wife was just leaving when the guys showed up. We all whistled at her because she was dressed very sexy. The Johnny Walker and the Guinness were flowing, the good old times stories were being told and we were having a great time. We were pretty buzzed and of course the conversation eventually shifted to sex. We started talking about girls and they mentioned how hot my wife was tonight. So, we switched to talking about our wives and girlfriends. Turns out all of them have discussed threesomes and group sex which was great. Jim for example shared that Kim told him she wouldn’t mind having sex with him and another guy if the other guy was only doing what he was told by her and Jim was there to fuck her or get sucked while she was ordering the other guy around. Todd’s wife Shelly wanted to soft swing with another couple. And George’s girlfriend Lauren was absolutely for a threesome with another girl but absolutely no guys. When it was my turn to share I didn’t know whether to be honest or not. I thought what the heck and told them all about my wife and how she wanted to service a bunch of guys at the same time and jokingly said that maybe tonight would be a good night. They all laughed but I could tell they were excited. We went on and on about what our women did and what they didn’t do in bed and it was great to know that Lauren loved to swallow and Kim would occasionally take it in the ass. I only told them that my wife liked to give head and to receive…which is true.

Dad and Sister Get Caught

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Since my mom and dad were divorced, we lived with my mom. My dad would come around occasionally to visit or to pick us up and take us out somewhere for ice-cream or something else. As we got older their relationship became less and less civil so my dad would not come around very often.

When I was 18 and in high school the summer before my senior year, my older sister was 20 and she kind of looked after me and my two younger brothers when our mom was at work. My older brother (28) at the time was still living at home too but my sis was in community college and working part time so she was home more.

I was working out for football with my buddies during the day that summer and my two younger brothers were going to a day camp at the local playground run by the YMCA. I didn’t have my own car so I would get rides from my buds to and from practice and when we went out carousing. My sister did have a little compact car that she used to get to and from school and work. My mom car pooled to work with a neighbor.

One day during the summer we were supposed to have workouts at the weight room and then go to the track for running. Well, the building the weight room was in was closed for maintenance when we got there so we could not lift. We went ahead and did our running workout and then decided to head home.

My buddy lived past our house so he would usually drop me off in front on his way home. That day, as we went down my street, I noticed that my dad’s work truck was parked on a side street about half a block away from my house. My sister was supposed to be at work at her part time job that day as she didn’t have classes. I was hoping to have the afternoon to myself, so I could get some porn from my brothers room and spend an hour or two reading porn stories and jerking off. However, when we pulled up to my house I noticed my sister’s car parked in our driveway. Damn, I was hoping to be alone!

Well, when I got to the front door in was slightly open and the glass/screen storm door was shut. I was thinking to myself it was strange that my sister was not at work, she needed the money. I was also suspicious that my dad might be in the house because I was sure that was his truck parked a block away. So I slowly opened the screen door to keep it from creaking and giving anyone the notion that someone entered. My sister didn’t think I was due back for another two hours and she had to pick up my little brothers later that afternoon.

My sister had a bedroom on the first floor and because our old house had settled quite a bit, the door to her room did not shut the whole way because the frame was off. It was how I spied on her when she was changing or coming out of the shower. As I entered the living room I could hear some muffled voices and what sounded like moaning, it was coming from my sister’s room.

I headed down the hall towards her door and stopped for a minute. Her door left a 2 to 3 inch gap between the edge of the door and the frame from top to bottom. The angle of the view into the room led right to a large mirror she had on the wall and it reflected to her bed perfectly. I peaked in through the opening and looked at the mirror and my jaw immediately dropped at what I saw!

There was my sister totally naked, laying on top of my DAD in a 69 position!! Her head was closest to the mirror and I could see perfectly her mouth dancing up and down on my Dad’s fat cock. It wasn’t super long but it was unusually thick. I looked almost like a beer can. He had a large ball sack hanging below it that looked like it contained two tangerines.

Party Crasher

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On my way back from the bathroom, I saw Megan at the jukebox so I stopped to see what tunes she was selecting.

“Hi,” she said cheerfully, but her tone quickly changed, “I don’t know why I come to these happy hours; I can barely stand most of these people in the office all day and they don’t get any better after they’ve been drinking.”

“Present company excepted, I assume?” I asked, knowing it was the case because we got along well at work. We tended to flirt a bit even though she was a bit younger than me, but I always assumed it was harmless office flirting and never expected it to lead to anything else.

“No, I hate you, too,” she replied, laughing, then pushed against me. I helped her with her remaining picks, which I sensed she was laboring over only so she had an excuse not to go back and rejoin our coworkers.

“Why did you come if you’re so miserable?” I finally asked.

“Ann talked me into it. She said I might feel better about some of my coworkers if I got to know them outside of the office. It isn’t working,” she explained. Ann was one of our coworkers who Megan was actually friends with. Megan wasn’t typically pessimistic or intolerant, but as a young admin, she was very put upon so I understood her frustration. Even so, I definitely was not prepared for what she said next.

“We should leave. We should go to my place and fuck,” she said unexpectedly. I looked at her, unsure of what I had just heard. “Seriously,” she continued, “don’t you think that would be more fun?”

There was no doubt that fucking Megan would be more fun than just about anything I could think of at that moment, but I was concerned about the two of us just walking out of the bar together and what sort of office gossip that would start. Still, I didn’t want her to think that I wasn’t interested.

“OK,” I responded, “I’ll go grab my coat.”

“We can’t just walk out of here together,” she laughed, echoing what I’d been thinking, “besides, I just put a bunch of songs on this jukebox.”

“Tell you what,” I said, “why don’t you write down your address for me and when ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ starts, I’ll say that I have to leave and I’ll head for your place. When the song is over, you leave, too, and I’ll be waiting there for you.”

“Nice,” she replied, smiling and nodding. I headed back to the group while she went to borrow a pen to write her address on a cocktail napkin. I thought Ann was giving me a funny look, so maybe she saw us talking at the jukebox and was wondering what that had all been about. Megan handed me the cocktail napkin when she rejoined the group, but nothing else passed between us to indicate what we had planned for later that night. I could see that Ann was grilling her but Megan was just waving her off and rolling her eyes, apparently at the suggestion that there was anything to even talk about.

I finished my drink when I heard the first strains of “Bohemian Rhapsody” coming through the sound system, then said my good-byes and headed for the door. I knew that Megan lived downtown, not far from the bar we’d been at that night, so I checked the cocktail napkin and navigated my way to the front steps of her apartment building. I figured as I sat down to wait that the song probably wasn’t even over yet, so I was glad that it was a pleasant night. I checked the time on my phone a couple of times when it seemed like she should have been there already but just figured that slipping out just hadn’t gone as smoothly as she’d expected. When I finally saw her hustling down the street, I stood up.

Was That A Trick or A Treat

Jon and I were always ones who made the holidays fun. I think we celebrated every single holiday there was in America. I think our personal favorite is Halloween now. It use to be Christmas, but a few years ago on Halloween we had a rather interesting experience that I think made it our favorite.

It was Halloween evening and Jon and I had finished decorating the house. We had plastic ghosts and witches hanging from the trees in our yard and green and orange lights lined our doors and windows. We had those jack-o-lantern lawn bags all over our yard filled with leaves and we had carved our own jack-o-lantern together and placed it on the front steps. I think we were the only people in the neighborhood that actually decorated. Jon and I huddled together in the front yard looking at the sight and holding each other tight.

It was already very cold in Michigan then, probably 40 degrees. Jon had his arms around me and had pulled me into his large trench type coat. “Well, it’s not scary” he spoke and I just giggled. I nestled into his warm comforting chest and pressed my hourglass figure against him. His hands caressed up and down my back slowly massaging and working into my muscles. Jon always knew how to relieve my tension.

We slowly made a lap around the house looking at our work. It was quickly becoming dark and Jon and I went inside to get dressed into our costumes. I slipped into this tight little short black dress and placed on the pointed black witch hat. I wore thigh high fishnet stockings and six inch black pumps and carried a little broomstick. Jon always called me his little witch.

Jon came out of the bathroom in full vampire gear. The cape was a bit short, but other than that he was gorgeous. I always wanted to fuck a vampire. To bad they are not real. Jon and I then made our way into our living room. We had set out several candy dishes for kids to collect their candy on their own outside and Jon and I were going to go down the street to the party at our friend Brian’s house. We left about 9:00pm walking down the sidewalk and admiring all the little ghosts, goblins, werewolves, vampires, ninjas, and princesses that strolled down the streets with their parents with bags full of candy.

We decided to cut through the wooded path to get to Brian’s house quicker and we huddled together as the cold wind chapped our faces. The path was very narrow and dark, but Jon and I had walked it many times before. When we reached the center of the path Jon stopped me and pulled me to him kissing me with his sweet tender lips. “I love you, Gena” he spoke to me and I smiled returning the three words with just as much sincerity. He held me there for a moment and we then turned to continue on the path, but when we looked up there before us was a man towering over the two of us.

He must have been at least seven foot tall considering he looked down at Jon and Jon was six foot two inches. He was dressed like Jon, but so much more believable. His hair was long and black and it cascaded down over his shoulders like a waterfall over rocks. His body was perfect, trimmed and fit so that his costume hugged him so tightly I could pick out each muscle in his abdomen. I shivered. This man was completely gorgeous, but something about him did strike me the wrong way. His eyes were very pale and yellow.

“Good evening” he spoke to the two of us and Jon smiled and returned the greeting extending his hand to the gentleman. The man took his hand and I could see the look in Jon’s eyes when he shook his hand. It was almost like terror.

Jon places his hand on mine and I felt that his hand was freezing cold and I looked at him and then to the man. “Can I help you?” Jon asked the gentleman still acting a little freaked out.

“Yes” the man, said, “Yes you can” he paused a moment giving us both a sly looking smile and then before I knew it he had grabbed me.

I was motionless in these creatures’ arms and though Jon attempted to free me from the man it was no use. His strength was incredible. “Don’t hurt her please,” Jon pleaded with him, but by then I had realized that the man’s intentions were not to hurt me. His hand had begun to caress my back gently as his other arm and the cape he wore circled around my body.

Slutty Wife Football Fun

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I have a way of really pissing off my wife. It’s not that I do it intentionally, it just sort of happens and then the shit hits the fan. For several years now she has been after me to stop hosting the football beer drinking bashes that had grown to be a tradition in our home. In all actuality my friends did act like a bunch of high school punks when we got together and we all would end up drinking too much. The drinking was another sore subject with her. She wanted me to slow down. I had every intention of putting an end to the parties but, when the guys would all show up I never could tell them no.

The last several weeks had been going pretty smooth and things seemed to be in good shape between us. Debbie told me that if I had another blow out party she would have to really consider what her reaction would be. Debbie was American born but both her parents were Mexican. She carried some of her parents attributes with dark skin, jet black hair and tiny features. She had a pretty face, small tits (32A), a small tight ass and long slender legs. She stands about 5’6 and weighs 116 lbs. At 35 years old she is still in great shape with only a slight “pudge” on her belly as she called it. Otherwise she was firm all over.

I woke up on a Saturday morning and did not have any plans for the day. As Debbie an I sat around drinking coffee and talking after breakfast she said she wanted to go to the mall and to Lowes to pick some things up for the house. I agreed and our plan was set. At 10 AM. While Debbie was in the shower and getting ready for our errands the doorbell rang and six of my buddies were at the door. It was college bowl day and they were ready to party. They had bought a keg and were carrying it into the house as I tried to tell them I could not watch the games with them, I had promised my wife to take her shopping.

The guys all teased about my lack of attendance at any of the games the past few weeks and implied that Debbie had “pussy whipped” me. I told them that was not the case and they just proceeded to carry the keg down to my game room in the basement and act like I was not even there. They said let her go by herself. I really did want to watch the games and the smell of the keg alone already had me longing for a nice cold beer.

My basement was set up with memorabilia from our State University team and a large screen TV with a satellite receiver. I had a bar in one corner and a large couch, several tables and several recliners in the room focused on the TV. It was the perfect game party room. The keg was tapped and the pre-game show on by the time Debbie came down the steps asking if I was ready to go.

When she saw my buddies and the keg she went off. She accused me of lying to her and going back on my word. I tried to explain to her in vein that the guys had come over on their own and brought the beer. She wold not listen to me and stormed off cussing me. All my buddies had a good laugh at my expense and told me that if I wanted to go that they would hold the fort down. By that time I was pissed and got another beer and settled down to watch the first game.

As the afternoon wore on and the beer flowed and we got into the games we all got a little trashed. Debbie stormed down the stairs several times and ranted and raved at me for drinking, which only added fuel to my fire. By the time the third game was on most of us were plastered and talking about performing nasty acts on the college cheerleaders more than talking about the game. Debbie was indignant on her last trip down about our behavior and as she stormed around the room the alcohol and testosterone raging in the room made my mouth operate without going threw the brain. I told her “Oh shut up or put up.” Even as I said it I knew I had stepped over the line but the words just flowed out. All the guys heckled and called after her in their drunken state as she stormed back up the steps.

As Debbie came back down the stairs an hour later we were all saying about how we would give money to see a certain cute little cheerleader nude. The bid to see this girl strip and expose her ass and pussy was up to $100.00 and Debbie stepped in front of the TV. “You boys all must have more money than you have brains, why would you pay $100.00 to see her strip when you all have wives at home?”

The guys all went on about how they would pay to see her strip down and pose and how strange pussy was worth the money. Debbie looked directly at me and asked “So, would you pay to see her strip down in front of you?”

After my last outburst my brain had came back online and I decided silence was my best defense at that point. I just looked past her without saying a word acting like I was interested in the game. She paused for a moment and then turned to the other guys and said “How much would you pay me to strip down and pose?”

The guys all sat silent for a moment and then began telling how it was not the same, she was not a cheerleader or famous celebrity. JJ then piped up and said “I’ll give you $10 honey to strip down and let me have a look at your pussy and ass.”