“If you don’t like the idea of me being home late again, you can always come along and help me.” said Mary with a pout. “You must be kidding!” I responded to my wife, “I’m completely wiped out by the time I finish work, the last thing I want to do is to start helping […]
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I always enjoy your adventures,what a sexy wife,you are a lucky guy and she is lucky to have a husband who loves the same sex life as hers.
I do wish you could go into more detail when she is fucking her partners though.
Can`t wait for your next story.
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I always enjoy your adventures,what a sexy wife,you are a lucky guy and she is lucky to have a husband who loves the same sex life as hers.
I do wish you could go into more detail when she is fucking her partners though.
Can`t wait for your next story.
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I was in the concessions line at Tampa Stadium when it happened. I’d sweetly volunteered to get the next round of beer for my boyfriend, so he could keep watching the half-time show. I knew he enjoyed watching the cheerleaders. I knew I had no reason to feel jealousy, as he would never cheat on me.
I’m sure every stadium concession stand is the same, especially at half time. The huge halls were jam-packed with people, you couldn’t even see your feet, there were so many people. I wore a mini, a full flouncy. Even the lightest breeze would whish up under it and tantalize my pussy. I loved the feeling and am always so hot in the stadium I’ve started dressing for comfort more than appearance. I wore a little tank top that matched and low-heeled sandals. All and all I was comfortable, and didn’t think I looked too bad.
A person is often jostled about in these lines, and more than once someone rubbed against my ass or my tits. I didn’t know if sometimes it was on purpose or not, and I didn’t really care. If the guy turned around and smiled an apology I always sent him a forgiving smile or pretended not to notice.
I’d been in line about ten minutes when I finally noticed the man behind me. I didn’t turn around to actually look at him, but I could feel his proximity against my back. He didn’t seem overly tall or intimidating, so I continued to ignore him and wait for my turn in line. When I felt a hand on my ass, I knew it was his. Should I turn around, I thought? But no, I don’t want a confrontation. Besides a part of me wondered what he planned. Did he think he could just touch me in plain view of all these people?
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For everything there is a first time. This story is about the first time my husband, Patrick, and I ever partied with another man. Patrick and I talked about opening our marriage, but until that night, it was just talk. But we knew it was only a matter of time before we went all the […]
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We immediately start making out; we are kissing, pulling at each other’s hair, touching and grabbing each other. I run my hands up under your shirt, my mouth against your mouth. You wrap your strong fingers around the back of my neck, grabbing my long, dark hair in your fist. You yank my hair to pull my head back, licking my warm, exposed skin and I start to moan. I kiss you again, sucking on your full lips, stopping to bury my nose against your neck, smelling your sweat. You tell me to take my shirt off and unbutton your jeans. I quickly get rid of my top and work my fingers inside your pants. Your fat cock is throbbing in my fist as I straddle you in my short skirt and black panties, my back to the driver.
He keeps driving, sneaking a few looks at us in the rearview mirror. I grind my damp panties against your cock, rocking my hips back and forth. You feel the wet spot of my silky g-string pressing against the head of your cock. You slip one of your huge fingers in me, getting it nice and wet inside my sticky cunt, and then stick it in my warm mouth. I suck my juices off your finger for a few seconds, deepthroating it, and that’s all you can take. You whisper in my ear, “Suck my cock.” I move off of you, sliding my head down. I hear you sigh as my expert mouth makes contact with your blood engorged cock. I give you deep, wet head, sucking your cock all the way down my throat. You pull my head up and we kiss again. You lean down to suck and bite my nipples and I arch my back, pushing my tits against your face. You slip your finger up my cunt again, finger fucking me. I’m so hot and so turned on, knowing that a stranger is just inches away, watching us preparing to fuck.
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Sam had lived in Northern New York State his whole life. Right on the Canadian border. It was a forty- minute drive to Montreal from his front door. He had the best of both worlds he lived in a quiet rural farming community, but the big city was only minutes away.
Sam had met his friend Dan while in college. They had been roommates for four years, and got to be the best of friends. They partied hard while in school, and the three years since graduating had gotten together often. Sam going to Dan’s home- town of Poughkeepsie, from which they could either party there, or drive to Albany or New York City.
Dan had finally agreed to drive the four hours north to Sam’s house. Sam had a great weekend planned for them. Montreal was home to a lot of great strip clubs, and they were going to visit them all!
Dan drove up to Sam’s house immediately after work Friday night, and crashed at his place so they could get an early start in the morning. The drive form Sam’s house to the U.S./Canadian border was a short one, and the passage through the border itself simple. You drove your car up to a booth like any toll booth, and the border guards asked the car’s occupants their names, where they lived, asked them where they were going, and how long they would be staying…Standard questions. Two minutes and they were on their way.
The drive from the border took no time at all, and the rural landscape gradually gave way to a more metropolitan setting. The suburbs were typical of any large city. The Saint Lawrence River separated them from their destination. They crossed the Jacques Cartier Bridge, one of many that spanned the river, and drove a short way to a parking lot that Sam knew was well manned, and cheap. They would be taking Montreal subway system, the “Metro”, to get around the city. Sam claimed it was faster, and the “scenery” could be really good.
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Jessie was slowly becoming my girlfriend, rather than a whore that I fucked along with the rest of the house. She still fucked other guys from time to time, but she was no longer the drunk girl being passed around at every party. We spent time together, got to know each other, and began to […]
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As promised, I relate another true story of me sharing Ann with another man. As usual we had planned to go out that weekend for some strange fucking on Ann’s part and some good watching on mine.
We went back to a motel about 60 miles out of town where we had great success in the past but had not visited for a couple of months.
The last time we were there Ann had picked up a young man about twenty five who was well built, well hung and had exceptional staying power. We wondered if he would be there that weekend and the anticipation had us fucking like Meeks all week. But as we drove down we talked about that we would have fun no matter who she fucked, we always did.
As usual we checked into the motel and she went to the bar while I waited in the room. In a short time she returned with the same young man. I saw he was pretty drunk as he had been the last time and he could remember Ann but was not sure about me. He kept asking me if it was alright with me for him to fuck Ann. I reassured him it was as long as he didn’t mind me watching the action.
Ann was taking off her short skirt and top exposing her wonderful firm breast and stood there in just her brief panties. “Are you going to spend all night talking to Bill or are you going to fuck?” she asked. He lost interest in me and started removing his clothes as fast as he could.
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The First Time Joni and I had been married several years when the subject of Black men first came up. She told me one night, while we were fucking, that she had fantasized about fucking a extremely well hung Black man. She said she had always wondered if what they said about Black men’s cocks was true. I told her what I had seen in the showers on-board ship while I was in the Navy. Some of those guys had cocks that would make a horse green with envy. This really turned her on. She got on top of my cock, shut her eyes and fucked my brains out. I could tell by her frenzied pace that she was thinking about what I had told her.
Quickly she started to come, I could feel her juices flowing down onto my balls as her first orgasm turned into her second. Then I started thinking about watching her get thoroughly fucked by a big Black cock. After about ten seconds of this I started cumming with her. Afterward we both calmed down and talked about the fantasy. She admitted that someday she would like to fuck a Black cock and sheepishly I told her I would like to watch. This was the first time we had ever discussed swinging. For several weeks after that we fantasized about it, but then it sorta faded away.
Several months later we were at a college football game. We got to the game early and were drinking from a flask Joni had in her purse. A couple of Black men came to claim their seats next to Joni. As one passed in front of Joni, his crotch was merely inches from her face. He had on very thin running shorts and she could easily see the outline of a huge cock. She stared at it with great interest. She looked up and saw that he had seen her and she quickly looked away. After a moment she looked at me and realized I also had seen her.
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