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April 30th, 2007 — Lesbianism
Lenya pressed her lips against the soft yellow down of Marte’s pussy. More like a duckling, she thought, than a little pussy-kitten. It smelled of new-born life like a freshly hatched duckling.
Lenya loved kissing her little duckling, nuzzling up next to it, rubbing her nose and lips in it.
“Damn, girl, are you going to eat it or play with it?” Marte asked impatiently.
That was the problem with loving these hard-body aggressive types. Lenya loved watching Marte on the rugby field, dominating all her opponents with ease even though they outweighed her two to one in some cases. Dancing triumphantly over their fallen vanquished bodies. But the drive that gave her her commanding will to win seemed to make her overly goal oriented in other pursuits as well.
Marte wanted her climax now–not later. To be fair, she would lay there and let Lenya lick her pussy to her heart’s content after she had her first few orgasms, but for now she wanted immediate relief. “I thought it might be nice to take our time and enjoy ourselves, you know, go slow and build up.” Lenya said. “Think again, Bitch.” Marte was sorry as soon as she said it. She didn’t mean to hurt Lenya’s feelings. She was just frustrated. Lenya looked down and started licking. Her tongue lapped at Marte with a mechanical cadence. Passionless.
“I’m sorry, okay?” Marte said. “I’m still psyched from the win, that’s all. Take your time if you want. I`m cool.” Marte lay back and relaxed as Lenya now went down in earnest. Marte figured she would. Lenya was good to her. Better than she deserved. Lenya quickly had her Amazon mistress moaning. Marte looked at the angelic face between her thighs with grateful appreciation. That such a dainty slip of a girl could go down like a waterfront whore when she really wanted to, to please her woman, to please Marte, gave Marte such a rush that she suddenly let loose a gushing climax. “Ooh, thank you, my little Dynamo. I love you.” Marte said, petting Lenya’s hair. Then stroking her cheek and lifting her chin to get a better look at her submissive angel. “I’m an ogre, aren’t I?” Marte said. “All my teammates are jealous of me. Having you to come home to and eat me. They’ll be lucky to get licked at all much less by an angel.” Lenya just smiled and put her face to her little friend, her little duckling. Lenya brought Marte to orgasm a few more times and Marte fell asleep contented.
Lenya nestled herself against the sweet softness of Marte’s crotch like she was a duckling snuggling in the nest. Marte briefly opened her eyes and smiled sleepily at Lenya placing her hand on Lenya’s head. Before she drifted off to sleep again Lenya asked, “Am I your little duckling, Marte?” “Yes, sweet thing, you are my little duckling.”
Together they fell asleep.
April 29th, 2007 — New Sex Links
Filling My Wifes Hole
Great avs site featuring a real amateur couple that enjoy being watched. In this site, the couple makes out, then strips and the hot brunette babe gets a thick dildo inserted in to her waiting pussy.Over 400 pictures just the way i like, in order. When it’s a quality series like this it’s like reading a story and seeing it step by step. Not jumping back and forth.So spend a couple minutes to see this hot bitch and her lucky husband, sliding a dildo in and out of her hot snatch.
Filling My Wifes Hole
April 26th, 2007 — New Sex Links
Hi guys.
Todays featured “non paysite” is Dildoes “R” Us. I really liked this one chick in particular. She was actually a short haired blonde babe. You guys all know i prefer big titted brunettes
but this girl had something special.
A gorgeous face and the most perfectly developed, not too big not too small, symmetrical boobies i have seen in a long time.
The site contains no ads or banners of pop ups, because i hate that shit and i know you do too. It is strictly the highest quality pictures of hot teen babes using dildo’s on eachother. It is a PAQ verified site.
Dildoes “R” Us
Enjoy, i’ll have more stories and a hot new site soon.
Brad
April 23rd, 2007 — New Sex Links
If you get a spare second after checking out the newest sex stories i just added, be sure to check out this site. It’s a teen sex site with over 250 hot pictures and a bunch of free downloadable videos.
The site is Clit Liquor.
I glanced around it a little bit and saw a couple of blonde babes in about 5 huge galleries licking eachothers shaved pussies. These are chicks that are actual teens, i’d guess they are around 18 or 19. Blondes are hot, don’t get me wrong, but the other babes are what i liked.
This one is a very hot brunette with alot of makeup on, brought the porn star Raylene to my mind. Tons of bright lipstick and mascara. The dirty kind of slut i really like. There was quite a few galleries showing her pussy, her nice firm tits, then her getting her tight little snatch licked out before she eats out her girlfriend.
Be sure before you go about your day, peek in to clit liquor I also added about 16 new sex stories, mainly one night stand and cheating stories.
Brad
April 21st, 2007 — Cheating Wife
Anna is a very beautiful woman. She is tall, blonde, and tans to
a gorgeous golden hue.
I’ve worked with her on a project for quite some time and have had
fantasies about her from the start. I feel an attraction to her
every time that I see her.
I’d noticed her looking at me at times when we’ve worked together
but neither one of us have voiced anything. She knows that I’m
married and I’ve been too frightened to say anything since I know
that not only is she married, but I could be very wrong about the
way that I’ve interpreted her looks.
There have been many times though that I have longed to kiss the
back of her neck as she leaned forward while we worked at the
computer. She has very sensuous shoulders and neck.
Anna’s husband is on the road most of the time trying to land more
capital investors for his company. Anna hints at her loneliness at
these times, and we often work late on the days when her husband
is out of town.
My wife was in New York on a business trip and Anna’s husband was
out as usual. It was in early evening and I was totally lost in
gazing at her pretty neck and profile when I realized that she was
staring at me over her shoulder. She had just asked me a question
three times without a response. She noticed me turning red with
embarassment and started to turn red also as she realized what I had
been daydreaming about.
I apologized and stood up to leave as she turned toward me to say
something. She froze staring at my crotch where my hard on was
showing. My whole body felt on fire as I looked down at her, her
red lips were glistening in the light and her eyes seemed to be
deep blue pools. I moaned another apology and started to leave
when she reached forward to feel my cock.
She quickly undid my belt and pulled down my zipper. One half of
my mind was saying that I should get out now, and the other half
said to grab the back of her head. My hands reacted before my
feet and I pulled her head toward my cock. Anna opened her mouth
to lick the head of my cock sticking above the waist of my shorts.
I almost burst as the tip of her tongue flicked around the underside
of the crown of my dick while her hands squeezed and tickled my balls
through the material.
I kicked off my shoes and stepped out my pants as Anna slid my
shorts down. She closed her mouth around my cock and gently started
to suck as her head bobbed forward. I still couldn’t believe that
this was happening but took advantage of the opportunity to run my hands
over her shoulders that I so admired. I reached below her chin to start
undoing the buttons of her dress as my hips continued to rock into her.
She shrugged out of her sleeves causing her breasts to bounce teasingly
within her bra. Her tanned shoulders and tits were a stark contrast
against the whiteness of her bra.
Anna pushed me back into my chair as she knelt, never taking her mouth
off my cock. She took off her bra so that the upper half of her body
was nude. I was enthralled by this tanned beauty kneeling between my
legs and I noticed that she didn’t have any tan lines.
Anna stopped sucking and slid her tongue up my stomach as she crawled
forward. She teased my cock with her nipples, running the nipples up
the length of my cock. She licked my nipples then slid back down so
that my cock was between her tits. She pushed them together and
started to jack me off with her golden tits as she tongued my torso.
When she could feel me getting ready to cum, she quickly slid down
to take me back into her mouth. Her mouth was so hot that I could
not hold back and started to shoot into her sucking mouth as my
hands pinned her head to my crotch.
She leaned back after her performance her tits bounced and were
glistening with my pre-cum. I picked her up by the waist and put her
back in her chair while I started to lick her clean. I started at her
belly button, licking upwards until her breasts were clean. Her
hands locked behind my head when I sucked and teased her nipples.
I pulled up to her mouth and we kissed for the first time. I could
taste myself on her tongue and started to get hard again.
I slid back down her body while I pushed her dress past her hips.
I started to kiss her mound as she raised her hips to allow the dress
and her pantyhose to slide to the ground. She parted her long
legs and placed her heels on my back pulling me toward her pussy.
I tongued the inside of her thighs, running the tip close to the goal
but stopping short and repeating the motion on her other thigh while
my fingers were caressing her ass, stomach, and the backs of her legs.
She leaned forward to grab my hair, causing her breasts to push forward
in an awesome fashion. I had little choice but to start kissing her
pussy. I would lightly run my tongue along her lips up to her clit
causing her to moan and try to pin my head. I kept this up until
her legs started to shake. I then separated her lips with my fingers
and dipped my tongue into her dripping pussy. She cried out as she
thrust upward trying to fuck my tongue. I held on to her ass as
her body slid forward on the chair. Anna had her knees spread wide and
up to her chest as her hands held my hair. I started to fuck her with
my tongue, pushing it in as far as I could as my nose ran into her
clit. Anna was starting to moan loudly, her head was thrown back as
she tried to shove her hips to me. I slid my tongue down and licked
her anus getting a loud shriek and I repeated my motion, shoving it
up past her ring. I moved back up to her clit and back down to her
ass as she was crying out. Anna grabbed the back of her knees pulling
them wide to give me even better access as her face was dark with her
impending orgasm. She cried out and her pussy spasmed around my tongue
she came.
I continued running my tongue in and out of her pussy, then moved down
to start fucking her ass with my tongue. Anna immediately spasmed into
another orgasm, her ass was squeezing my tongue with the contractions.
Anna sat up, her body damp with perspiration, and slid her pussy down
my chest until she engulfed my cock. She started licking around my
mouth and sucking on my tongue as she tasted herself. She started
fucking me wildly, her tits pinned against my chest, and I was caught
up in her wildness. All I could think of was the lushness of her
body moving around me. Anna wrapped her legs around my waist and
I laid her onto her back as I continued to fuck her. I was driving
into her with complete abandon when I felt her start to cum again.
Anna grabbed my ass with both hands pulling me into her as she lifted
her head to suck on my nipples. I started fucking her harder as I
could feel my balls contract. I was moaning loudly as she whimpered
against my chest. I looked down to see those beautiful shoulders
below me and her tits jiggling as her mouth moved to my other nipple
and I burst deep into her with a yell. Anna’s pussy just kept
contracting around my cock as she came with me.
We collapsed to the floor, and we kissed lovingly while we tried to
catch our breath. I raised myself up on to one elbow as I continued
caressing her. Anna’s beauty seemed to glow.
As we got dressed, I asked Anna about her lack of tan lines. She
smiled and said that I would just have to find out some time.
The next morning I called her apartment on some business pretext and
she asked me if we could work at her place that day. I felt a tug
in my groin as I agreed.
I was pretty breathless when I knocked on her door, wondering if I
would get an encore performance. Anna opened the door and let me
in. She was wearing a string bikini and had her hair done up in a long
single braid. I followed her out to her patio getting hard as I looked
at her gorgeous ass rocking before me.
Anna sat down on a blanket in the sun and took her bikini off. I
gasped at her breasts shining in the sunlight as she applied oil
to them, fondling her nipples until they hardened. She then applied
oil to her stomach and ran her fingers through her pubic hair as parted
her legs. I could see her pink as her fingers massaged her pussy.
Anna smiled at me and said that I looked over-dressed. I stripped and
knelt down next to her.
Anna rolled on to her stomach and asked if I would oil her back. I
massaged the oil into her shoulders as I nibbled at her earlobes and
kissed the nape of her neck. I oiled down her back until I got to her
ass. I moved down to her feet, massaging them carefully, then sucking
on each of her toes. Anna started to squirm at this attention and slid
one of her hands to her pussy, playing with her clit with her thumb while
she pushed two fingers into herself. I started oiling up her legs,
kneeling between them, mesmerized by her plunging fingers. Anna’s
knees slid farther out as her butt lifted into the air as she got more
excited. Her ass was open to me and I started to massage oil into her
asscheeks as I bent down to tongue her pussy around her fingers. I slid
my tongue up the crack of her ass and pushed it into her anus. Anna
cried out, thrusting her ass at my face, trying to get more penetration.
I pulled back and put some oil into her hole, pushing my finger into
her ass. Anna’s was masturbating faster now and her face was flushed
as she bit her lower lip and moaned. I got two fingers into her ass
as I tried to steady her slick body. I got so excited with the sight,
sound, and scent of her, glistening in the sunlight that I got up on
my knees and put my turgid cock at the opening of her asshole. I nudged
in carefully to see what response I would get. Anna groaned and pushed
back with her shining ass and the head of my cock was engulfed in her
heat. Damn she was so tight but the oil let me slide in easily.
I started to slowly pump into her butt as she continued fucking herself
with her fingers. She came with a loud cry while she kept squeezing
her ass around my cock, trying to milk me. I grabbed her braid and
pulled her up to her knees as I started to fuck her ass a little quicker.
I was in heaven, her golden body beneath me, my cock between her nether
cheeks. I couldn’t believe the sight and started to hammer into her ass
causing her cheeks to jiggle with the impact and her breasts to dance
back and forth. Anna braced herself on her elbows as she pushed back
toward me, meeting my thrusts. Her mouth was open as she gasped for
air, tits swinging rhythmically, as she approached another orgasm.
Anna’s body started to spasm sending electricity through my balls. I
gripped her hips with both hands and started to thrust into her, my
hips slapping into her ass as I came, shooting deep into her ass as
she cried out in another orgasm. Anna’s arms collapsed and I kept
pumping into her as her tits spread to the sides of her chest.
I collapsed onto her back and slid my hands under her to squeeze her
tits as I nipped the nape of her neck. Anna rolled back so that we
were on our sides. She craned her neck so that we could kiss as I
continued playing with her nipples. My cock was still in her ass and
Anna was squeezing me, trying to keep me hard. She bent forward so
that she could reach my balls and started massaging them. I kept on
moving in her and felt myself start to get hard again. I couldn’t
believe the treatment I was receiving. I concentrated and felt my
cock start to spread her ass again. I continued rocking her as she
massaged my balls. As I got more excited, I roughly pushed her back
on to her face and started to fuck as hard as I could. She felt so
hot and tight as I slammed into her. Anna was grunting with each
thrust as I gripped her shoulders. She braced her hands in front of
her to keep from sliding too much because of the anal assault. I felt
my balls seize up and I shot another load into her, crying out at the
pleasure and pain of the release.
I pulled out of her ass and collapsed next to her. Anna started to
kiss me in a frenzy as she massaged her pussy on my thigh. I slid
my hand down her flat belly until I could massage her clit, causing
her to bite my lip as she came. Her whole body was shaking as I held
her.
We took a shower together to clean up and cool off. I gently soaped
in her ass as I cleaned her. Anna knelt down after she cleaned my
cock and sucked me into her mouth. As I started to cum she pulled
back and let my cum shoot over her face and on to her tits as she
jerked me off. She pulled me back into her mouth and sucked me
until I quit spurting. She grinned and said that she always wondered
what it was like to have someone cum on her face. I knelt down and
started to lick the cum off of her cheeks and breasts.
We cuddled on her couch for the rest of the morning, relishing in
our nakedness. We had lunch together and experimented with food
on each other and ended up fucking on the dining room table.
We were caressing each other when her phone rang. Anna’s eyes widened
as she said hello to her husband. She did a good job of keeping her
voice natural until I started playing with her clit. She was wet
already as I leaned her over the back of the couch, licking her
pussy and ass as she listened on the phone. She gasped as I shoved
my cock into her ass and had to cover up by saying that she had
dropped something on her foot. Anna was really hot and started to
rock back into me as I doubled her pleasure by reaching under and
playing with her clit. She was gasping on the phone saying that
she loved him as she her legs started to shake. She said her good-byes
and come-home-soons and hung up the phone as she collapsed with a
screaming orgasm. Sweat was pouring off of her as she told me to
fuck her ass. She kept on cumming as I pounded into her. Anna’s
beautiful ass and excitement sent me over the edge as I shot into
her again, burying myself to the hilt, twisting my hips to get
maximum penetration and sensation.
We collapsed on the couch and Anna locked her mouth on mine, her
tongue nearly reaching my throat as her body shakes slowly subsided.
When she could talk again, she told me that she had never felt so
wicked or excited in her life. She said hearing her husband’s voice
while I was in her ass was so exciting that she was getting hot just
thinking about it.
April 21st, 2007 — Cheating Wife
I once went to a conference in another part of the country. I met many people
who I’d known from afar in the past. You know how it is the day before a
conference starts. People hang out in the bar and the lobby. I met some
friends, and noticed this tall, quiet man who was with them. We sort of
watched one another as we engaged in a six-way conversation. I thought he
was cute, but, then I think MOST men are. I am generally just a looker.
Finally, someone said, “Oh, Jane, this is Len Josephs.”
“Len! Wow! I’ve always wanted to meet you!” We shook hands, but wound up
hugging one another. Len and I had exchanged some mail years before, and
admired one another’s work. Instantly, I wanted to take him to bed. It was
quite a shock because I don’t normally feel that strongly about someone
seconds after meeting him. It was literally lust at first touch.
Since we had friends in common, we went to dinner together. Now, I’m not
the sort of woman who picks men up. It simply had never happened before.
I’d had the occasional extra-marital lover, but it had always been with a
friend, not with someone I’d just met. I fought with myself all during
dinner. How obvious could I be with him about the way I felt? Could I
actually say to him, “I’d love to make love with you.”? While Len and I
wound up sitting together at dinner, and while he made me laugh a lot, he
seemed to back off when my knee rested against his. Well, I knew he was
married, so maybe he didn’t fool around. Still, I felt like someone had
shot me full of speed. I shook like crazy, and felt about ready to fly off
the chair, just looking at him.
After dinner, he went back to his room. I went back to my room. I paced
around a lot. He’d given his friends his room number, and I’d memorized it.
I walked to the elevator, went to his floor and stood before his door. I
raised my hand to knock…then turned and returned to my room.
I guessed I wasn’t the sort of woman who can knock on a man’s door, without
a reason other than to ask “Wanna fuck?”.
Suddenly, I realized I had a book he’d expressed some interest in at dinner.
I took the book and practically bolted back to his room. This time, my hand
connected with the door. When he opened the door, he had a genuinely
shocked expression on his face, but I talked over it. “I’m sorry if I
disturbed you, but I thought you’d be interested in seeing this.” I said,
going into his room without further invitation.
“Oh, no problem. I was just resting.” We sat down on the beds and looked
at the book together. Eventually, I sat on the bed beside him. As we
looked at the book, we sat closer and closer together. Finally, he took my
hand and squeezed it hard. “I’m going over to Lori’s party for a while.
Do you want to come back later?”
“Oh, yes! I don’t normally do this sort of thing, but I really want to come
back.”
“I don’t want to stay over there for TOO long.”
“Me neither.” We stood up and kissed. As hot as I felt, he felt hotter.
But it didn’t show on his face the way it had to be showing on mine. I kept
feeling myself turning red in front of him.
“What about precautions….”
“Well, I’m not too concerned. My period ended yesterday…”
“I’d better go get some condoms.”
I felt severely embarrassed, being a college-educated, Planned-Parenthood
trained woman. At least if I was on the verge of behaving irresponsibly, I
had the good luck to find someone who WASN’T. “You’re absolutely right.
Sorry about that.”
“It’s OK,” he kissed me again, his tongue brushing my lips.
I dashed back to my room, slipped into something more comfortable (yet
socially acceptable), and went to Lori’s room. Many old friends were there,
but I couldn’t engage in coherent conversation. My thoughts and eyes kept
drifting to Len, who sat in a corner, talking. Finally, after a day-long
half hour, I went out of the party and down to the bar. I kept calling
Len’s room, to see if he’d gotten the hint and had returned to his room. No
dice. After yet another overly long half-hour, I returned to the party. He
was still there. Whew! I wandered the party a bit, then returned to the
hallway. Len followed after a moment.
“I thought you’d changed your mind.” he said sadly.
“God no. I just can’t sit still. Can we go now?”
“Yes.” We walked to the elevator, relieved that there was no one in it. I
took his hand, but we dropped hands as soon as the door opened on his floor.
No one was in the hall either, so we walked to his room together.
We were both nervous. I ran to the bathroom. He turned on the TV. “Can we
turn it off?” I asked, turning on the light across the room.
“I don’t mind.” I turned the set off and joined him on the bed. We kicked
off our shoes and laid back, just holding hands and watching each other at
first. His hands were large and bony and very strong. I suppose I have
something of a hand fetish, because just stroking his hands really turned me
on.
As we kissed, his tongue filled my mouth, and I sucked on his tongue until
my lips were sore. He played with the straps of my dress, reaching his
hand into the front to play with my bra. He took off the dress, but had a
little problem with the bra—it was one of those strapless affairs with
innumerable hooks. He took the bra off and suckled hard on my breasts. I
lay back on the bed, caressing his neck and beginning to moan in pleasure.
I finally sat up enough to help him off with his clothes. I had as much
trouble with his sansa-belt slacks as he’d had with my bra earlier. But he
helped out, and I found him hard and hot. He lay on top of me, his cock
rubbing against my underpants. My clit began trembling against his heat.
He reached inside, stroking my clitoris. “You’re so wet,” he murmurred.
“I’m not usually THIS bad…” I said, running my hands up and down his back.
My underpants were literally dripping from six hours of thinking about him and
a half hour of foreplay. Already, waves of pleasure were streaming through
my body. I remembered some of the net jokes about “If this is just
foreplay, tonight is going to kill me.” I wondered what my husband would
think if I died in the arms of another man…
I leaned forward and tentatively took his penis in my mouth. He was longer,
but narrower than what I was used to. He moaned, working my underpants off.
I sucked on him harder, feeling his cock get even hotter.
He pushed me off, laying me back and spreading my legs. “Aren’t you going
to go down on me?” I asked watching him grab for his condoms.
“I wasn’t sure if you wanted that.”
“Not want it??! Please, do!”
He fell between my legs, his pointed tongue pushing hard against my clit.
I became even wetter, some from his tongue, but mostly from my incredibe
rate of arousal. His tongue was very forceful, feeling more like a slick
finger than a tongue. He licked me out, his tongue darting in and out of
my vagina.
Finally he rose, and put the condom on effortlessly. He knelt and slid
very slowly into me, like someone using an iron poker to make a fire flare.
I pulled him in tight, feeling about ready to explode. Very gradually, we
moved together. I pulled my legs up to let him in ever further. We
shifted around quite a bit, and I took some time on top, pressing my hips
into his. An orgasm hit me so hard that my knees went weak, and I fell on
my arms to avoid hitting him.
We flipped over again, and he began pumping into me vigorously. He pulled
up my leg and wrapped it wround his shoulder. His face, usually so bland,
positively glowed as I came again. I couldn’t stop moaning. He finally
came, rolling aside and stroking my belly. The whole lower half of my
body spasmed, and I couldn’t speak for a moment.
“Same time, next year?” he asked.
“Oh!” We held onto one another, giggling. “It’s funny…that’s the
kind of lover I always wanted.”
I was amazed by how quickly he was ready to come again. I was certainly
more than ready myself! As we made love again, every nerve in my body
trembled. My body throbbed in utter pleasure. The experience reminded me
of a very long weekend my then-boyfriend (now husband) shared long ago.
We attempted to sleep together. He was far more successful than I. I found
it impossible to sleep when I was tingling so much. I finally drifted off.
When I woke up, I saw his eyes looking down on me. “Good morning,” he said,
his soft voice arousing me as much as his touch had the night before.
“Hi.” I reached up and started playing with his hair.
“How are you?” He kissed me.
“I’m tired…but terrific otherwise.” I kissed him back hard, noticing that
his penis was standing at attention under his pajamas. “Do you want to…?”
“Hmmm…” He took off his pajamas. I took off my slip, he put on a condom
and was inside me instantly. My orgasm built quickly, and I kept trying to
muffle myself, worrying that I might wake up the folks in the next room. I
sucked on his fingers, trying to quiet myself.
When we were done, I clung to him. The notion of leaving him tore at me.
But, I knew we both had roommates to consider for the duration of the
conference, and various responsibilities. I kept telling him how wonderful
he’d been, and he kept telling me how exhausted he felt. Finally, I knew I
had to leave, so I kissed him goodbye and went to my room for a much-needed
shower and a change of clothes.
I ran into him often over the next week. I particularly remember joking
with him in the bar the next night, with our respective roommates almost
within earshot. That night, after being awake for nearly two days, I laid
down on my bed as my roommate brushed her teeth in the bathroom. Just
lying down made my whole body quake, as if he were laying beside me and
taking me from behind. It was as if I was in bed with a demon. I don’t
think my roommate heard my sudden, load moan. I bit my lips and shifted my
position. It was so strange to feel myself coming without being touched,
but them, the previous 24 hours had been pretty strange.
Len and I never could work out a reunion that week. In some ways, it
didn’t matter. The night with him sent my body into what felt like a
two-month orgasm. I could feel his cock slide into me, or his tongue move
against my clit. I spent much of that week blushing. For two months, I
couldn’t make love with my husband without feeling Len. That was very
frustrating, because Len and I could never be any more than long distance
lovers. But after about two months, I approached love-making with my
husband with renewed zeal, and started appreciating him again for the fine
lover that he is.
And Len? He turned out to be a terrific one-night stand.
April 21st, 2007 — Cheating Wife
As a famous author once wrote, it was a “Dark and Stormy
Night” as sea coast weather can often be. It was raining very hard,
even by the sea coast standards that I was used to. The rain was
almost snow. I was sitting in my car at the deserted ferry terminal.
It was Thursday, and no ferrys docked at this terminal this evening.
I remember the first time I met her. She worked at a car
rental agency at the airport. I had reason to be in the terminal most
every night and we struck up a casual conversation. This went on for
several months. She was about 5′8″, 145 lbs, brown hair and brown
eyes. Her figure was shapely, and her breasts small but very
attractive. Because of her job, she dressed conservatively, but there
was a very sexy quality about her. Occasionally her blouse would gap
a bit and I would get a glimpse of her bra covered breasts. I was
fascinated. She had a wonderful personality. There were many people
around always so our conversation was casual.
One evening, I was dropping a co-worker at her residence and
was invited in by her mother for fresh cookies. I was about to go in
and received a radio call that I was needed at the airport, at the car
rental counter. Well, so much for the chocolate chip cookies. Duty
called. I got to the airport, about a 5 minute drive, and went in.
She had some information that I had asked about. We joked around and
I mentioned that as much as I needed the information, it cost me some
chocolate chip cookies. We laughed about it and I went on my way.
The next evening, I received another call to the airport. I
went in and there on her counter was a plate of fresh baked chocolate
chip cookies. We talked a bit, over cookies and her customers and
again I went on my way.
Being in a high visibility occupation, I was forced to be very
cautious in my dealings with women, especially since I was married. I
did get brave and wrote a note that said, simply, “Good Morning Lovely
Lady,” sealed it in an envelope and secretly dropped it into her purse
that sat open on the side counter. I figured that in the morning she
would notice the envelope and open it.
Coming back to the present, the rain was now falling as a very
wet snow, and was starting to accumulate on the windshield of my car.
I had the radio on the local soft music station, and had to start the
engine to generate some heat as the outside temperature was about
freezing. A car’s headlights pulled into the deserted terminal, but
it was just turning around.
It was a few days after the “note in the purse” incident
before I saw her again. She tried to seem annoyed at my greeting, but
didn’t act the part very well. I could tell she was pleased. I had
to be careful about spending too much time at the airport for fear
that someone would “notice.”
A couple weeks went by and my wife had a chance to fly off to
a city about 700 miles away and then drive back. She would take the
children. Without much thought, I encouraged her to go as I knew that
she would enjoy the trip and get to see her parents. She would be
gone about a week.
I was working day shift, which ended at 3pm. Saturday came
along and I was off after the shift for two days. What to do with
Saturday evening? There was nothing much at the theaters and even
less on TV. I still had need of some information at the airport so I
decided that probably a little off duty work was in order. I decided
that I would call her up and see if the plane was going to be on time.
My heart leapt as she answered the phone. We talked a bit and she told
me that the plane was running a couple hours late so she was going to
go home and feed her children and then come back as her husband was
out of town. We talked a bit more and the subject of the fantastic
milk shakes at the local drive-in restaurant. They were known
everywhere. I said, in jest, “Why don’t I buy you one after the
flight leaves.” She said “That would be great!” Boy was I surprised.
We agreed that after the plane left we’d meet in the airport parking
lot and go for a shake.
The next two hours were endless. I couldn’t believe that she
was going to spend a little time with me. I actually paced the floor
in my apartment!
The plane came and went and I didn’t get the information that
I wanted. I went out to my car and she came out shortly. She was
wearing a clear rain jacket, a zippered blue jean coat and grey
slacks. I couldn’t see what else she had on. She suggested that we
go in her car as it was less known in the area. We went over to the
drive up window and got two strawberry shakes. We pulled into the
parking lot like a couple of teen agers and shut off the car. We sat
in the car and watched it rain while we enjoyed the shakes. She
un-zipped her raincoat as it warmed up in the car. She eventually
un-zipped the jeans jacket also and disclosed a sheer white blouse.
The dim lighting failed to reveal the exact design, but it was very
alluring. We talked well past the shakes, and I asked if she’d like to
go for a ride. She said she would and would I drive? I moved to the
driver seat and we headed for an ocean overlook about 20 miles away.
It was snowing harder now as my wait at the ferry terminal
lenghtened. She had said about what time she’d be there but I had
gotten there early. My windshield was completely snow covered, but
the snow was so wet that it wasn’t sticking on the ground. I sat
back. turned up the music a little and let my mind wander.
We had sat at the overlook for awhile and just talked. It had
stopped raining and a few stars could be seen. Finally I just sat
looking at her and she at me. I reached over and kissed her. Our
tongues met and we held each other tightly. I reached inside her
jacket and felt her breasts. They were fairly small but firm. She
reacted immediately to my touch. The blouse covering them was silky
and pleasant to the touch. I slowly un-buttoned it, one button at a
time. Her bra was white, and substantial. I lowered the straps and
un-hooked it. We sat and enjoyed each other for awhile and decided
that this overlook was a bit too public. We drove back toward town
and went up to the community college, deserted at this hour. We
parked on a side road and continued our exploration of each other.
She began to feel guilty and we didn’t make love that night. We sat
for a long time and finally she dropped me back at my car.
The ten o’clock news came on the radio and it was now raining
again, dissolving the wet snow that had been falling. A car pulled
into the terminal and went slowly past. I could see that it wasn’t
her, but some other lady apparently on her way to a rendezvous. She
stopped at the other end of the parking area and someone got out of a
car and into hers. They drove off. I watched it as the rain turned
to snow again. She said she’d meet me as close to 10 o’clock as she
could. The news ended and the music began again. It rained harder.
I thought back to another rainy, stormy night when I was
working swing shift, which ended at 11pm. She called about 10:30pm
and said that she had to be at the downtown ferry terminal to meet the
11pm ship. I told her I’d stop by. It was quiet so I got to leave a
few minutes early. She was there and we got into my car and headed
south out of town. We had very little time as we were both expected
home. We stopped at a secluded wayside and were in each others arms
immediately. I undid her blouse and front closing bra and rubbed her
nipples. They became instantly hard and her breath became short and
ragged. I slid her slacks down over her narrow hips and removed her
bikini panties. I removed my pants and entered her. I stroked her in
and out and satisfaction came to both of us almost immediately there
on the front seat of my car. There wasn’t time for formality, but we
had to have each other. We drove back to town and she sat very near
to me. We talked about little things and each secretly hoped that
this wouldn’t be the last timewe would be together.
I could see her car’s headlights coming some distance off as
the snow began to fall again. She pulled up and I got into her car.
We drove off and headed north. We finally pulled into a small road
that lead to a private harbor, totally deserted this time of the year.
We stopped in the parking area and shut off the car. We were
immediately in each other’s arms. Both of us had good reasons to be
away from home this evening so there was no pressing rush. I felt of
her breasts thru her jacket. I could feel her arousal already. She
was wearing a jacket, sweatshirt, sweater, blouse, camisole, and
bra,along with heavy slacks. I commented that she was quite dressed,
even considering the weather. She said that the reason was that she
wanted to see me but knew we shouldn’t make love so she “covered it
all up.” We slowly removed her clothing (and mine). Her bra was
dainty and lacy. It was totally dark but my fingers gave me a better
picture of it that I could have gotten with some light. I finally
entered her and began slowly stroking my cock in and out of her
warm,wet love canal. I took deep, loving strokes and I could feel her
tensing up. She started to climax and just kept on the pinnacle of
ecstacy as I tried to slow my own excitement. She stayed on the peak
of climax for what seemed like forever. I finally couldn’t stand it
any more and I shot the biggest load of cum that I had ever given into
her. I continued to move in and out of her as she subsided. Finally
we napped in each other’s arms as the rain fell and the wind rocked
the car.
It soon became cold and we awoke and slowly dressed. We each
knew that this would be the last time for us as I was being transferred
as was her husband. We drove slowly back to the terminal where my car
was parked and each went our separate ways. The rain was still falling
as we parted and we promised each other that when we heard very hard
rain on the roof, we would think of each other and to this day, I
remember our Dark and Stormy Night whenever it rains.
April 21st, 2007 — Cheating Wife
Her eyes were on my cock and when she saw my reaction to just looking
at her body, she smiled. “It looks like some life is still left in that thing
yet!”, Dianne said as she reached for my maleness. Taking the sticky and re-
juvenated throbbing member in her right hand, she began to stroke me off
again. “Let me clean this up for you”, was all that I heard as she stood up,
turned and headed for the sink.
She was a very beautiful young woman. As she walked towards the sink, her
thin, finely toned muscular body sparkled. I could see every muscle as it
moved. She had to spend a lot of time in a gym taking care of herself. Her
ass undulated as she moved. She grabbed a washcloth off the sink returned to
me. She knelt down between my legs and, smiling, began to use the washcloth to
wipe my cock clean. When she finished, she leaned over with those small, thin
lips and kissed the head of my now throbbing cock.
She stood up in front of me and used the cloth to clean the juices of our
last encounter from her ass and legs. She did this very suggestively and as
she wiped her blonde bush she said, “You haven’t forgotten what you promised
have you?” I could tell she was beginning to get a little turned on herself.
She took the washrag and threw it into the sink and looked back down at that
part of my body which she wanted.
“Let’s move this party into the living room at least”, I said as I stood
up and as I did my now fully erect penis brushed against the fine blonde hair
of her pussy. She reached between us and took hold of my cock and pushed it
down until it slipped between her legs. As it did she closed her legs very
tightly and grabbed a hold of my ass and pulled me very close to her body. My
cock slid along between her thighs and against her pussy. She was dripping
wet again, I could feel the wetness of her sex as she moved back and forth
along the length of my member. I knew that I was in for one hell of a day!
We entered the front room and walked arm in arm over to the sofa. She was
still using her hand on my dick to keep my interest up. We no sooner sat down
and the phone began to ring. “I’ll get it”, she whispered, and reached across
my body and picked up the reciever. “Hello”, was what I heard as the nipples
as she moved back and forth along the length of my member. I knew that I was
in for one hell of a day!
We entered the front room and walked arm in arm over to the sofa. She was
still using her hand on my dick to keep my interest up. We no sooner sat down
and the phone began to ring. “I’ll get it”, she whispered, and reached across
my body and picked up the reciever. “Hello”, was what I heard as the nipples
of her breasts hung down and brushed across my stomach and chest. I began to
run my hands over her body. “Hi, Mrs. Morrell, yes he got home about an hour
ago. Right, I’ve been taking care of him just like you said. No, I don’t
think that he’ll have any complaints”. As the teenager talked to my wife, I
slid my right hand along her back to her ass and the back of her thigh. With
my left hand I slowly and gently began to stroke her stomach and breasts. Her
nipples began to harden again. Her voice started to show signs of strain as
she struggled to keep her mind on what my wife was saying over the phone. My
right hand slowly moved into the valley between her legs. As my finger found
her damp lips, she let out an audible sound, a kind of quiver in her speech
that I knew my wife was sure to hear. “No, nothing is wrong, I just had a
chill”, the demure young sexpot tried to tell my wife. Slowly I moved my
other hand to her breasts. I cupped her left breast in my hand and began to
lightly slide my fingers from her rib cage to her very hard nipple as my
fingers got closer her voice began to quiver a little more. “No, everything
is fine here”, the sweaty teen said with as much conviction as she could
muster. That is when my fingers found the lips of her sex. She let out an
uncontrolled little gasp. “Umm can I call you back in a little while, Kate?”
I slowly inserted one of my fingers between the moist lips of her very damp
sex. I didn’t have to enter very far and I began to move my finger around the
inner lips of her sex. “Yes, Kathy, I’ll take care of it”, she said hastily on
this end of the phone, “but I really must go now, I have soup boiling on the
stove”.
Just then I grabbed her nipple between the fingers of my left hand and began
to squeeze, gently at first. As I saw her reaction and felt the moistness of
her sex increase I began to use more force. Her mouth was dry and she
struggled to keep her voice unemotional, “Right Kathy, I’ll finish up, but I
really have to go now. Right, I’ll take care of it! Yea, I’ll be sure and tell
him, good bye”. She breathed a sigh of relief as she hung the phone back on
the reciever. She started to try to move back to her original position, but
as she did, I kept my hand firmly against her sex. She pushed back and felt
the fingers of my right hand begin to enter her very wet sex. She stopped
moving back. She was extremely exited. I think that the idea of talking with
my wife and being naked on her hands and knees, bent over my throbbing member
as she spoke was what really drove her to this excited a state. “You are a
real bastard”, she said in a heavy frustrated voice. The high pitched little
girl sound had left her completely, she sounded like a woman in the heat of
passion now. “Don’t you think that your wife knew something was wrong?” With
that I tightened my grip on her sensitive nipple and moved another finger into
her wet hony pot. “Oh God”, she said, “That feels great!”, as my hands
continued to explore the different parts of her body. She began to reach for
my cock, but I told her to just stay as she was and enjoy what was happening.
It didn’t take much convincing, and she remained on all fours straddling my
body. Her breasts were hard and unyielding with the nipples pointing down to
my cock. They strained to make themselves harder and longer as my left hand
played with each breast. She moved her body so that her nipples could rub
against me. As she did I pulled my fingers out of her blonde bush and gave her
a slight slap on her tight little ass. She shuddered. “Just stay as you are”,
I told her again. She straightened back up. “Would you pleast put your hand
back in me?”, Dianne said, “I really am damn near ready to come!”. I slowly
started to feel the back of her thighs, moving my hand up and down on the
inside of those well structured legs. I’d gently move my hand from her knee
to her crotch. I made sure that I always just stopped short of her sex, but
I kept getting closer and closer to that wet golden part of her body. Each
time that I started my movement upwards toward her sex she would hold her
breath. This time I was going to enter her, I started my hand up and she said,
“Hurry, please”. By the time my hand got to her bush she was moaning and
shivering as she came. Her pussy was dripping wet and getting wetter. I could
see and feel her quivering as she came. “You son of a bitch…..oh..oh”, was
all that she could say.
The shaking and quivering began to subside and she collapsed onto my lap. I
took my hand and slid it over her buttocks and down to her cunt lips. They
were soaked in female juices. As my fingers touched her she moaned again. I
parted her lips and inserted my finger.
“You are a real son of a bitch”, she said, and meant every word of it. “So
far you haven’t done a thing that I’ve wanted, except for making me come. I’d
really like to get your cock into my cunnie. That’s what I’d really enjoy, and
you promised!” She just laid there across my lap as I fingered her damp pussy.
“It’s exciting to be under the control of someone else. You made me feel like
a real whore, when I was on the phone to your wife. That really turned me on.
Having you here naked and finger fucking me while I talked to your wife. God
that was a real turn on! In fact just thinking about it is starting to make me
horny again.” A smile came across her face as she looked at me and rolled
over. “What do you want me to do now?” she asked with a nasty little smile on
her face.
She reached down and took my hand and laid it on her mound, which was still
wet and full of her dew. “Do you like my body?”, she asked in a coy manner.
“Do you really think that I’d be sitting here nude with my hand on your cunt
if I didn’t?”, was my answer. “What would you like to do?” “Will you do what-
ever I ask?”, was Dianne’s question. “I’ll do anything you feel like having
me do. How’s that?”, I answered. “Great, you can start by putting a couple of
your fingers into me!” Being true to my word, I slowly parted her legs and
slid my hand over the deliciously wet lips of her cunt. I slowly slipped one
finger between the lips so I could lubricate my fingers. She was a sexual
machine. Her pussy was constantly wet and my fingers entered with ease. First
two then a third. She raised her knees and moved her hip forward to make it
easier for me to get my fingers into a comfortable position. I began to slowly
move my fingers in and out of her and she loved it. She turned on her side
with her knees still wide apart and my hand deep inside her golden box. The
reason she turned soon became evident. She was laying across my lap and her
breasts were on my right leg. This made a perfect position for her. Her face
was directly in front of my cock and balls. I was still hard from the phone
conversation that she had had with my wife, so as I was moving my fingers
around inside her, she reached out and took a hold of my cock with her left
hand and propped herself up on her elbow between my legs. She began stroking
my dick, this time with a firm grip around the shaft, Her smile widened as she
felt the extra pressure this added to my grasp of her pussy. She began to
squeeze my member very hard as she jacked me off. Dianne then pulled the shaft
of my cock toward her, until it was just a few inches from her mouth. Slowly
she stroked and pulled it, each time coming closer to contact with her lips.
As it got closer she got more excited. She parted her lips and this time she
took the tip of my cock into her mouth. It was a wonderful feeling, warm and
moist with her hand running up and down the shaft. I loved the way she looked
with my dick head going between her lips and her hand pumping the shaft.
All of a sudden her legs went together and tightened on my hand. I had
forgotten about what I was supposed to be doing. I again began to pump my
fingers in and out of that great pussy. As I got my hand down to her cunt, I
made sure that each time my thumb could come into contact with her clit it
did. Slowly she began her march down my shaft, more and more of my cock was
disappearing into her mouth. I couldn’t believe that she could get that much
of my cock into such a small looking mouth, but it was happening. Inch by inch
my dick was being enveloped by this amazing little doll.
April 21st, 2007 — Cheating Wife
It was a cold and damp night. I had just got home from work and
walked in the back door when, after calling for my wife, heard the small
voice of Dianne.
Dianne was the 19 year old baby sitter who watched the kids when my
wife had to do any shopping or run errands. As I walked into the kitchen
she was standing over the stove stirring a pot of soup.
“Hi Mr. Morrell, how was your day?” she said as she continued to stir
the soup. She was standing there in a cut off tee shirt, which as she
leant over the stove gave me a perfect view of her small but very pert
breasts. She was also barefoot and wearing a short leather mini skirt.
Seeing as how she is a very well proportioned 5′2″ blonde, she did
not have the body of a 19 year old. At least nothing like the girls that
I remembered from when I was 19.
“My day was very hard and tiring” as I took a seat in the kitchen to
remove my work boots. As I sat down and glanced a Dianne again, this time
noticing that at this angle her legs were gorgeous.
She stood on her tip toes to stir the the soup and this made the view
even better. I couldn’t be sure but it seemed like she was doing this on
purpose. From where I sat, it looked like she may not have anything on
under that tight skirt.
“So where did Mrs. Morrell go?” I asked, trying to get my mind off the
beautiful ass of the teenaged girl.”She went over to her sister’s to help
them move into the new house. She told me to make sure you got a good
meal and to straighten up the house for her. She took the kids with her
so that you’d be able to get some rest.” said the seductive little blonde,
still on her toes. “I’ll have this ready for you in about 15 minutes. Is
there anything else I can do to help?”
Boy were there things she could do to help! My dick was beginning to
get very hard looking at that body and listening to that voice of
innocence.
I bent over to take my boots off and I had to take another look up. by
that time Dianne had turned around and was looking right at me. “Oh shit”
I thought, but then a smile came across her cute little mouth.
“See anything interesting?” she asked, as her hands slid down to the
edge of her skirt. She slowly began to lift it, an inch at a time. The bare
elegant thighs slowly began to slide out into the light. The hem was right
at the base of her crotch, another inch and I’d have a perfect view of every
thing that she owned.
That is when i noticed that I wasn’t breathing and let out a lung full of
air. I sat up straight and said,”What the hell is going on? You’re making me
feel like a kid peeking at his first girlie magazine!”
“Good, that’s what I wanted to know!”, said this sexy devilish girl. “I’ve
been trying to get you to notice me for months. You turn me on and I want to
turn you on!” With that she pulled the skirt up and revealed her blonde mound.
One of her hands when to it and began to slide back and forth. When she
removed it, it was covered with her juices. “I’m so horny for you now that
I’d do anything to get you to lay me.”, she said in a quick breath.
“You’ll will huh? Well it’s going to cost you your ass” I returned. “Get
those rags off and come here”
I removed my clothes and turned to watch her but it too late she was out
of her clothes in a matter of seconds. “What do you want me to do Mr. Morrell”
the naked young girl asked. My cock was at full attention standing straight
up and throbbing. I told Dianne to come over to me and to let me feel her
hands on my cock.
She was very eager to please and hurried over as I sat back down in the
chair. Slowly she reached for my cock, her touch was very gentle. She began
by stroking it and then she tried to wrap her hand around it. Her hands were
small but my cock fit very nicely.
I told her to turn her ass slightly around because I wanted to see what I
was going to be getting into. “I thought you were kidding when you said it
would cost me my ass”, she squeaked.
“I was kidding just as much as you were when you pulled up your skirt”, I
told her. I made her step over my cock and face away from me. She had a
beautiful ass, very firm and well defined muscles. I took my finger and touched
her tight anus. She jumped and moaned and almost lost my cock from her hand.
“Is it going to hurt?”, Dianne asked. “You tell me, I’m just going to sit here
and you’re going to have to use my cock like a vibrator to screw your self
in the ass.”
“Oh, God”, she said as she slowly lowered herself towards my shaft. Her
pussy was dripping and as my cock touched her thigh the thought of what she
was doing made her come. A gush of warm liquid and a shudder gave her away.
She was still moaning and coming as she tried to the dry tip into her ass.
I took her hand and helped guide it back and forth across her wet cunt lips
to lubricate the tip. Her legs were shaking now and she was building to an-
other climax as my member began it’s journey up her virginal hershey highway.
She seemed to be in her own world as she very slowly began to guide my cock
up into her ass. The tip just began to start parting her anus as she said “Oh
my God it’s getting bigger”. I took hold of her hips, just to make sure that
she kept going in the right direction. The head slide inside and she started to
come again. This was just about all that I could stand. Feeling my own climax
was going to be here soon I pulled down on her hips and my shaft rammed into
her ass. She let out a cry of pleasure and pain that you could hear across a
county line. Just as my balls hit against her ass my time was at hand and I
began to erupt into that tight little ass, load after load of come pumped into
her and as it was happening she began to come for a fourth time. This is what
made me come so quick, watching her come time and time again.
We sat there for about 5 minutes with my cock buried in her ass, as we
caught our breath. I slowly lifted her off my cock and had her sit on my leg.
She was wiped out but managed to say,”Well, you got my ass now how about do-
ing something with my pussy, a deal is a deal”.
As we sat there in the kitchen naked and totally breathless, I
couldn’t take my eyes of Dianne’s pert little breasts. Her chest was
heaving in and out at a rapid pace. Her nipples were still hard and pointed
straight out from her body. She glistened with sweat in the neon light of the
kitchen. My dick was beginning to respond to this sexy girl’s body again. It
slowly began to lengthen an move.
April 21st, 2007 — Cheating Wife
Robert eventually rolled me over on to my back and knelt between my
thighs, “Relax, Dear. I want you to enjoy this, too.”
And I did. I felt my pussy lips spread around his penis as he slowly
and gently inserted it. He felt huge and hot and powerful. Then, I felt
the resistance and he pushed ever so slowly until, with a sharp, quick
pain, my virginity was gone forever and I was being fucked.
The pain became a dull ache and I soon began to enjoy the feeling of
his manhood sliding in and out of me. He dropped his face to my breasts,
sucking first one, and then the other, of my nipples into his hot mouth. I
began to move; lifting my hips to meet his downward thrusts.
Quickly, I was nearing orgasm, again, and Robert smiled down on me, “I
am going to come with you, this time, Dear.” And he did.
Robert drove me home after 10:00pm that first night, and, from that
night became a regular but very private part of my life.
True to his word as always, I began intensive sales training the
following Monday morning, the youngest prospect in the corporation’s
history. As fate would have it, I’m very good at sales and I love it.
I’ve been very successful for the company and for me (last year I made just
a few dollars short of six-figures).
Robert and I continued our affair, meeting 3 or 4 times a week in the
afternoons and eventually, he rented a tiny efficiency apartment that’s
full of satin sheets, sex toys, costumes, and little silky things. Robert
also personally arranges the business trips and convention excursions, and
we share a room whenever possible.
I’ve never told another person about Robert, and he says I’m his
little secret, too. We accept it for what it is and don’t look for it to
be more than what it can be. We feel quite affectionate for one another;
it’s much more than just sex, and there’s no need for a commitment. He’s
married, a wonderful lover, and safe, having had a vasectomy years ago.
And what a teacher he’s been! Robert and I have tried almost
everything we have seen or heard about — bondage (I enjoy being tied up),
spanking (I don’t care for it, but Robert really gets into it, sometimes),
costumes, vibrators, sex creams, videos and sometimes, just plain sex. I
have always done whatever he has asked of me in bed, and almost always
enjoyed it.
Robert will soon be 56 years old and I marvel at his stamina. Still
one of his favorite positions is to straddle my chest, slop a jelly or oil
between my large tits and fuck them. He says his orgasm is always intense
as he watches his cum spurt out of him and into my open mouth and onto my
pretty face.
Probably the hardest thing for me to deal with is my relationship with
Robert and the fact that I’ve been happily married for the last four years.
I met my husband, Chip, five years ago and almost ended my affair
with Robert. But I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. It meant too much to me
and didn’t interfere with any other part of my life. It was for me and for
Robert, and I couldn’t give him up. After worrying about it for weeks, I
adopted the same position with Chip as with everyone else — my time with
Robert just didn’t exist outside of our apartment.
Probably the most perverse thing I’ve ever done is share my wedding
day with Robert, because I wanted it to be special for him, too. The
ceremony was scheduled for 6:00pm, so the first thing I did on the morning
of my wedding day was take my gown to our apartment. I called Robert to
tell him to meet me there, and before he arrived, I dressed in only my
veil, gown and high heels. When Robert opened the door, I slowly raised my
dress until my naked cunt was exposed. With a growl, he pushed me back on
to the bed, ripped his zipper down and shoved his already-hard cock into my
cunt in one hard push. He came in seconds.
As Robert caught his breath, I began to lick his warm, wet cock clean.
He was soon hard again and positioned me on my hands and knees. Still in
my veil, gown and heels, Robert threw my dress up over my back and knelt
behind me, slowing pushing himself into my wet pussy.
“Theresa, I love you all the more for this wedding treat you’ve given
me. I’ve thought about what I want to do and decided that I don’t want you
to be a virgin anywhere in your body tonight.”
With that, he removed his wet prick from my pussy and pressed its head
between my ass cheeks. We had never had anal sex before, but I knew that
that was what Robert wanted, now. I did what I could to ease his entry,
but it was still a tremendous pressure until he was completely inside of
me. We soon found our rhythm and I eventually enjoyed my first ass-fuck.
When he finished, I dressed in my street clothes and returned home. I
never told anyone where I went that morning, but I laugh because one of my
maiden aunts convinced the rest of the family that I must have taken my
gown to the rectory, to have it blessed by a priest!
Robert had a surprise of his own in store for me. As I was changing
to leave the reception that night, Robert slipped into the room and into me
for a quickie. I licked him clean and we both hurried back outside. About
a half-hour later, as Chip was entering me for his very first time, I
thought it appropriate that my cunt was already full of Robert’s sticky cum
and my mouth still tasted of him.
Except for the wedding reception and one recent incident, Robert and I
never do anything to jeopardize our marriages or our professional standing.
We limit our contact to the office, trips, our apartment and rare social
events. It was at one of these social events that I misbehaved to the
total satisfaction of both of us.
Chip and I were hosting a large Memorial Day Bar-B-Q and Robert and
his wife were there. Mid-afternoon, I told Chip I just had to show Robert
a problem I wanted him to work on. I led Robert into the den and closed
the door behind us.
“So, what’s this big problem, Theresa?” Robert asked as he reached for
my tits. I laughed and fell to my knees, opening his shorts and sucking
his hardening cock into my mouth. In seconds he was hard and I dropped my
shorts and panties and bent over Chip’s desk. Robert rammed his cock up my
cunt and proceeded to give it a vigorous pounding. I was grunting with
every hard shove and soon began a wonderful orgasm. Robert soon followed
and we quickly rearranged ourselves and rejoined the party.
Chip kissed my cheek and asked if Robert solved my problem, so
quickly.
I giggled, feeling Robert’s cum squishing in my cunt, “Darling, you
should know I’d only give him something he could handle in a few minutes!
This is a party!”
Don’t ask me what’s going to happen. Chip is talking about having
children. Robert is talking about retiring. And I’ve had a very
attractive offer to join a very large company. I just can’t think about my
afternoons without Robert.
April 21st, 2007 — Cheating Wife
I just received an announcement for my tenth High School reunion. I
don’t know if I’ll attend, but it got me thinking about the incredible
changes in my life between then and now.
Ten years ago, one week after graduation, I became a secretary at a
medium-size plastics company. I was attractive (blonde, green eyes, great
complexion, good figure), but I was shy, demure and a virgin — the perfect
product of 12 years in Catholic schools!
Guys in the plant, salesmen, and even some clients flirted with me,
and a few asked me out. I went, but I guess the fact that I didn’t put-out
got around and the dates became fewer and fewer.
The company had a tradition of giving a dozen roses to secretaries on
their birthday. On my eighteenth birthday, in November, my roses were
accompanied with an invitation to lunch with Robert, a vice-president, at
one of the nicest restaurants in town. Nervous but so easily impressed, of
course, I accepted.
The restaurant was on the top floor of a downtown hotel. As we were
walking to the elevators, Robert led me to a seating alcove in the lobby.
We sat down and he gently held my hand and looked deeply into my eyes.
“Theresa, you already know my style is very direct, but I don’t want
that to overshadow what I’m about to say.” He paused and smiled at me, “I
really care for you.”
I started to ask him what he was talking about, and he shushed me with
his finger, “My Dear, I am a businessman and I want to make a business
proposition to you. This proposition results from the fact that I haven’t
been able to get you out of my mind since the day you were hired, and I’ve
never had to deal with such an obsession before. I have reserved a room
upstairs, and if you permit me to make love to you today, and on a regular
basis, you will begin our sales training program next Monday. You know
what that could mean to your lifestyle.”
Through my shock, I could picture exactly what that meant. I was
making $5800 a year, living at home, brownbagging my lunch and taking the
bus to work. In sales, within a year, I could be making maybe three times
my present salary. I was tempted.
“Mr. _____, I’m very flattered, and very tempted, but I don’t have
affairs. In fact, I’m still a virgin and I’d like to stay that way until
my wedding night.” I knew I sounded corny and lame and less than
convincing.
Robert smiled, “Theresa, I can be very gentle. Let’s have lunch.
Think about what I said and you can either accept my proposal or forget we
ever had this conversation. Your refusal would not affect your present
position or promotion potential. You have my word on that.”
At the best and most expensive lunch I had ever had, but not tasted, I
thought about making a real living in sales. On a personal note, I
admitted to myself that Robert was very attractive — 45-ish, trim,
salt-and-pepper hair, a great dresser, and, in my experience, always the
total gentleman. He was certainly a more attractive person (looks and
personality) than any other boy or man I had ever dated. I also wondered
why I was making such a big deal about being the last virgin in America on
her wedding night.
After lunch, with a quiet smile and tiny nod from me in answer to
Robert’s question, we went to the hotel room and I have never regretted my
decision.
That afternoon, Robert was kind and gentle; I was shy and embarrassed.
He undressed me slowly, kissing and touching as he went. When I was naked,
Robert devoured me with his eyes and hands and tongue. I couldn’t believe
that it was happening. Prior to that afternoon, the farthest I had ever
gone was a few short wrestling matches with teenage boys in the back of
cars.
In a few minutes, Robert had my body glowing like never before and
tingling to his every touch. After almost an hour of his attentions, he
moved his head down between my legs. I almost pushed him away, but I had
enjoyed everything he had done to me up to then, I tried to relax as he
spread my thighs open wide.
I could feel his nose in my pubic hair and then his tongue pushing
between my wet pussy lips. I surrendered to him completely when he sucked
my clit between his lips and I began the first orgasm in my life. It swept
through me and I’m sure I nearly passed out from its intensity.
I was just coming down from its height when Robert reached a hand up
to each of my breasts and squeezed my hard nipples between his fingers. I
began to climax all over again.
When I finally finished coming, Robert wrapped the blanket around me
and cradled me in his arms as I fell asleep.
Robert was smiling at me when I awoke, “Theresa, I’d like to make love
to you, now.”
He had undressed while I slept, and he placed my hand on his penis. I
was fascinated with his cock from the first time I saw it, and for the next
half-hour or so, he instructed me in how to caress it and then lick it, and
finally, how to suck it. I soon became very adept in the art of
cocksucking, but that first afternoon I was tentative and unsure. He was
patient and passionate.
April 21st, 2007 — First Time Sex
We made a date to meet two nights from then. She said she could stay out
late as her husband would be out of town. “His out of town, I think he
is fucking his girlfriend outside the city limits, the rotton bastard.”
She asked if we could go to my place and we did. We arrived at my
apartment and I ushered her in. I fixed us drinks and we went into the
bedroom and two minutes later we were naked and fucking. After we both
came she said she had tape-recorded her husband when he was talking to his
secretary on the phone. She had the tape in her pocketbook and played it
for me. She had him by the balls they way he was professing love for his
secretary, Claudia and the names he was calling her like “sweet cunt,you
hot little box you, lucious tits, gravy pussy, my fuck bunny” and things
like that. It was really getting to Carolee and she started bawling.
I comforted her as best I could. I finally asked her what she was
going to do about it. She said that a showdown was in order with him.
I also asked about her children, Lizabeth who was sixteen, Beverly who
was fifteen and Bret who was thirteen.She said they would have to roll
with the punches. I said that’s basically what my son Steven did when
he and his mother divorced. I asked her how her and Gene met or got to-
gether as a permanent arrangement. She told me as follows.
She did a chhronigally list of her dates with Gene. Number denoting date.
She said as you can see we fell hard for each other and things progressed
quickly.
1. Having known Gene for a while I was surprised when he asked if he
could come over to my house after school. I was also pleased that he
asked as I had a crush on him. My mom and dad were at work so we talked
and ended up kissing, very deep kissing on the sofa
2. Next time over to my house, his hands progressed to my tits,
feeling them through my blouse and bra.
3. Third time he had my tits out and was sucking on them. I did not
let him know my cunt was on fire. I wanted to grab his cock but I didn’t.
4. Fourth date my breasts were out, my nipples hard as rocks, his hot
hands had traveled up my legs, past my stockings and garterbelt and
into my red panties. I had his cock out and was stroking it. I thought
things were progressing to fast but I did not want to stop. This wasn’t
the first time a boy had his hands in my panties but this time I knew
it was destined to go farther.
5. Fifth date my tits are out, my skirt bunched about my waist, my
pastel blue panties are on the floor, my legs are apart with Gene finger
fucking my pussy while I am hysterical with the thrill. I am screaming in
pleasure as he fingers my pussy over the top. I then played with his cock,
he asked me to put it in my mouth. I asked if he would put my pussy in his
mouth and he said yes so I put his cock in mine and licked it and sucked
it till he came. I tried to swallow as much cum as I could. Afterwards he
put his head between my nylon clad legs and with his hard tongue in my
snatch. he ate my cunt off. I won’t go into details how he ate me, just
that I came and came good. My first time with a male was in- credible.
6. The sixth date I had panty hose on which he said he didn’t like.
He said he was strickly stockings and garterbelts. I had no problem
with that. I had worn garterbelts since I was twelve after I told mom I
didn’t like panty girdles. Mom said “Carolee, I wish I had the figure for
garterbelts like you do, but I don’t but you do, but you can wear them
instead of panty girdles.” Later I found out Gene liked to look up his
sister’s dress when the opportunity arose and she also wore garterbelts
and tap pants which revealed a lot of hair and pussy. Later on I told
his sister about Gene looking up her dress but it did not bother her any.
Maybe she liked the forbidden thrill of exposing herself to her brother,
I don’t know. We ended up getting completely naked and sixty-nining each
other to a orgasm.
7. The seventh date was almost the same as the sixth except I was back
to sexy garterbelts and while eating and fingering each other we talked
about fucking and did we want to do it. Yes, we decided we wanted to
fuck and as soon as we could get some rubbers for protection. Also this
time while eating my cunt Gene slipped his finger into my asshole region.
It felt funny there.
8. In school Gene said he had made a rubber connection so that we
could fuck whenever we were ready. I think I was fucking ready about
date two. He came over after school, I having arrived fifteen minutes
ahead of him. I had selected a pretty dress and lingerie for this, my
cumming out party. Another stroke of luck was that both parents would
not be home till about eight o’clock and it was only three-thirty now.
He arrived and we went into a long embrace. He told me that I looked
very beautiful which I know I did and I am not bragging. I was beautiful
brunett with the right figure, the right curves and a very pretty face.
I had no flaws. I slowly stripped Gene and then asked him for the rubber,
which he gave me and I rolled it down onto his pulsating hard cock.
I told him to sit down as I was going to strip for him. The dress was
actually a two piece affair so I took the top off which left my full pink
color slip showing. The whole bodice area of the slip was frilly lace.
Next came the bottom part of the dress which had the whole hem in pink
and white lace. I then asked him to help me re- move the slip which
he did. He starred at me and my sexy legs, the beige nylon stockings
being supported by my pink garterbelt, my black lace bra and my black
lace tap panties. His eyes bugged out of his head and I thought he was
going to shoot his load right there in the rubber but then he calmed down.
I was as hot sexually as he was. I slipped off my bra and dangled it in
his face and then I walked over to him, slid my tap panties crotch area
to one side and sat down on his cock. As lubricated as I was it went
in, met some resistance and went all the way in. Yes, we fucked till
we both came.I heard bells, sirens and whistles. My body never felt so
good till then. Afterwards I got off, slid the rubber off of his cock,
put the open end up to my mouth and sucked the creamy cum out of it into
my mouth and swallowed it. I said to him”My first fuck and I get to eat
it also.” He frenched kissed me. We fucked three more times and he left
about seven-thirty.
9. Yes we fucked, fucked more and then he reamed his finger into
my asshole. I thought I was going to shit. After getting over that feeling
I knew we had some- thing else where sex was concerned. We both reamed
and rimmed each others ass- holes that day till he had to go home.
10. He fucked me in the ass. I loved it. It was totally awesome. We did
not use a rubber for this and that hot cream flowing in my ass cavity
was so warm and erotic. To this day I am not sure what feels better,
a cunt fuck or an ass- hole fuck. As you can see in ten dates I learned
it all. That part I have never regretted and would do the same thing
over again without remorse. Yes, we did many things together besides sex.
It was a great relationship for a number of years but things change and
values change.
We graduated from high school, went away to college together and fucked
for the whole four years. After college we married, had two girls and
a boy who are now sixteen, fifteen and thirteen. About ten years ago I
think he had an affair but that seemed to peter out but this one is to
much and he is going to be history. I just can’t take the cooing and
lovey-dovey shit he hands her on the phone. I know I am sneakey the way
I found out but that the ways it goes. We then kissed and she said “Rod,
will you fuck me in the ass, I need it bad.” I gave it to her good.She
screamed, yelled, clawed and what have you. I was equally thrilled as I
had never fucked a women in the ass before.We then had a regular cunt
fuck and then she left. Before leaving she said “I have some things to
sort out, will you please stay away from the library till I sort them
out.”With regrets I said I would.
Three nights later I arrived home from work and Carolee was there waiting
for me. She told me she had her showdown with Gene and that they would
file for a divorce. He was in love with Claudia who was fifteen years
younger (mid life crisis and young stuff syndrone for him). She said he
would move out this week- end. He moved out and she filed. Eventually her
kids got used to the thing of their mother dating. When she received
the final divorce from Gene we married and she and her kids moved in
with me to a new house Carolee and I purchased.
Four years later my son started dating Lizabeth, who was twenty and
Carolee was always on her because she never wore panties, even when
dressed up . When I told my son about this girl who never wore panties
he zerod in on her. Today they are married and have two children. So I
am Lizabeth’s step-father but also her father in law. Carolee and myself
have been married about twenty years now and have no regrets. The sex is
tremendous and the companionship is great. Gene and Claudia lasted about
six years and now Gene is a lonely man who drifts from woman to woman.
Something how this all started by my saying something sexy to Carolee in
the library. Yes, she still works there, and every once in a while I walk
into the library, get her alone and say “I want to eat the crotch out
of your sexy lace panties”and she says “meet me at the other end of the
parking lot after work.” We meet and I eat her panties there. It’s great.
April 21st, 2007 — Cheating Wife
He walked into the local library and saw that Carolee was working behind
the counter. He had long noticed her and found her very attractive
and she always seemed to be very cheerful.. She was always dressed in
either a just above the knee dress with hosiery and high heels, or nice
fitting slacks with hose and high heels. Seeing her just drove him crazy
and he knew that he had to do some- thing about it today. He noticed
that today she had on a green dress and light black hosiery and a pair
of black pumps with 3″ heels. He waited till her area was vacant and
walked up. She smiled as she always did and he said “I know I am being
very forward but I would like to eat the crotch out of your pantyhose.”
She said “did I hear you correctly. Did you say something obscene to me?”
I said “I don’t think it was obscene.” “You want to eat the crotch out
of my pantyhose and you don’t think that is obscene.” “With you it could
never be obscene.” She said “I am married.” I said “it’s you I want to
do this to, not your husband.” She said “I’m not wearing pantyhose,
will you eat the crotch out of my panties?” “Only if you are wearing
them”, I said. “Finally a man who wants to do something with me. I wear
all sort of sexy outfits and lingerie and do you think he cares, the
rotten bastard. I think he is fucking his secretary, in fact I know he
bang- ing her ass. Yes, you can eat my crotch and then fuck my pussy.
Meet me after work at the far end of the parking lot.”
I met her after work and she got into my car and I drove to a deserted
area. She said she only had about half-hour but figured we could do
quite a bit in a half hour. We embraced passionately and then grooped at
each other. I going for her tits and she for my zipper. A minute later
she was stroking my cock and cooing while I teased her nipples with
my lips and tongue. “Eat my panties. Please, now while I am so hot.
Do it good, make me cum.” I got down on the floor of the car with her
in the passenger seat and slid her dress upward to her waist. She had
some great lingerie on. A full pink slip with lace all over the hem
and a black garterbelt and a pair of very pastel pink french cut tap
panties which were covered in lace. Her husband had to be nuts not to
be turned on. I centered the crotch part of the panties over her cunt
opening and started licking the crotch of the panties with my tongue.
Her panties got soaking wet and I could then taste her cunt juices and
smell them as her pussy was lubricating itself from the sexual attentions.
She started moaning passionately and asked me to pull the crotch of her
panties to one side and finger her for a moment. “your finger fucking is
driving me crazy,” she gasped with her breath cumming in shorts pants “Now
fuck me, please, now. I am going to cum fast so work me hard.” I slipped
my pulsating hard cock into her hot box and lunged in and out. She said
“stop a second and leave me straddle you. I want deep penetration.”
We moved and she straddled me and I entered her cunt again. She slammed
down on me hard and kept there wiggling her cunt all over my cock.
At the same time I wet one finger and started working it up her ass. As it
went into her ass all the way she let out a deep long moan and screamed
“I’m cumming. I’m cumming, fuck me, drive your hot finger in my ass. Oh,
fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. I erupted shortly thereafter.
Afterwards she said “it was great, we can’t make it a habit: I’m married
and got three children but I think we could get together at another
time and place. I still owe you my pantyhose and you owe me eating the
crotch of them. Don’t push me at anytime and I will leave you know when.
It could be a day or a week, it could be a year. Be content and think
of someday in the future.” With that she kissed me and left.
I saw her numerous times in the library but never made any overatures
or any wisecrack remarks. I wanted her again and just had to wait. I am
divorced but I wasn’t lacking getting pussy. She was just so different.
Where my exwife was a redhead she was blonde. Where my wife was tall,
she was short. She weighted about 118, my wife about 142. Whenever I saw
her she just smiled or suggested a certain book or tape to use.One day
after my being absent for about a week I was in the library when she
approached me in the fiction section and said” Rod, I need to see you
tonight if possible. I have been waiting three days for you to come in.”
I said “meet me at 9:00 at the end of the lot.” At 9 pm she was there,
got in my car and we drove again to a deserted spot. She said” Rod, the
first time you said you wanted to eat the crotch out of my pantyhose but
I had none on, tonight you get your wish. Put your hand up my skirt.”
I felt her pantyhose covering her legs and thighs and in her pussy area
she had on a pair of lace panties covering her pantyhose. She said “you
can eat both my lace panties and my pantyhose. Bring me off with your
tongue and you will experience one of the best blowjobs you ever had,
and I will swallow all your creamy cum.” Once again I got down between
her legs and with her nylon clad legs spread wide I started licking
her panties which were pulled snug up against her pantyhose crotch.
I could smell the female aroma drifting from her crotch area. It set my
hormones rushing. “Carolee, you pussy smells so sexy, the aroma is driving
me horny. Do all pantyhose come with “essemce of sweet cunt perfume.”
Replying she said “everyday for the last three days I have thought of you
and before I came to work I fingered my pussy till it was sopping wet
just to get the aroma of my cunt in my panties and pantyhose for you.
In fact one day I frigged myself so hard I popped my pussy right then
and there. Lick me harder and I will come off for you. Oh, Rod, your
tongue feels so good and drives me wild. Quick remove my sexy red lace
panties, I am getting there and I want your tongue as close as possible.”
In a flash her panties were off and I was licking on the crotch of her
white nylon pantyhose. “Im cumming, oh Rod, I’m cumming, harder with your
tongue, drive me wild, oh it feels so good. What a great cunt lapping you
gave me.” A minute later she said “now you.” I got up in the seat and she
took her panties and hung them on the rearview mirror. “Since it’s dark
and hard to see look at my cunt wet panties of fine lace and think of
my pussy in them while I blow your stem off.” She went down on me and I
thought a meat grinder was on my cock. She reached up and grabbed the red
panties off the mirror and massaged my balls with them while sucking on
my pipe. She twisted, pulled and slurped that thing ninty nine different
ways and I was hoping to learn the hundreth way when my cock erupted.
“Oh, oh, I’m cumming, oh chew my cock, oh, suck my load out of me, oh
swallow my cream. Oh fuck me with your mouth. Work my balls with your
lace cunt smelling aroma panties Oh! Oh!” and I was drained. Two minutes
later she asked”do you want to fuck me or watch me jerk my pussy off.”
I said “I am to pooped to pop but would love to watch you finger fuck
yourself.” She sat there, lifted her rearend up off the seat and removed
her pantyhose. With her legs spread apart facing me,she slowly fingered
herself into a real screaming orgasm. All the time she had been fingering
herself she was saying the most obscene sexy things imaginable. I felt
sorry for her husband who had this firecracker and was leaving it slip
into my hands. She just needed attention. Finishing I told her she could
wear garterbelts and stockings if they were more comfortable. She said
she preferred to wear them and I said I preferred to see her in them.
I said the only reason I ever mentioned pantyhose was because most women
wore them in this day and age. She said not her or her daughters, who
both wore garterbelts when they wore hosiery.
April 21st, 2007 — Cheating Wife
I was seduced yesterday, and I just have to tell someone about it!
His name is Fred. We work together.
I am thirty-six and married, with two children. Fred is twenty-three,
single, and a real dreamboat, with wavy brown hair, big blue eyes and a
well-shaped, muscular body. We have been flirting ever since he started
working with me about four months ago.
We’ve been having lunch together nearly every day for a couple of
weeks. Yesterday we got our day’s work done early. Over lunch he asked me
if I would like to join him in his apartment for a drink. After we arrived
at his place, I excused myself to the bathroom while he made the drinks.
While inside the bathroom I slipped out of my panties and sprayed perfume
on the insides of my thighs.
We sat close to each other on the couch and sipped our drinks. We
chatted while sipping, but mostly we just stared nervously into each
other’s eyes. He knew that I loved my husband, but he also knew that I
was incredibly turned on by him. His face was full of desire and this made
me even more aroused. Thoughts of adultery fluttered through my brain.
My expression must have told him that I’d soon be his, because as soon as
I finished my drink, he leaned over and kissed me. I responded eagerly
with my tongue, and we began touching each other.
Fred slipped his hand under my dress. I gently parted my legs so he
could get at me. When he found that I was wearing nothing underneath,
he moaned. His finger slipped inside my pussy, and I let out a soft
whimper. Soon he had my blouse undone and his hot lips were on my neck
and shoulders. I told him I wanted to do it in the bedroom, and he picked
me up in his arms. On the way inside, I whispered in his ear that I wanted
him to eat my pussy before he fucked me. I tingled from my belly to my
knees when he replied that ever since he had met me he’d wondered what
I tasted like.
We undressed each other, and I finally got to touch his stiff cock.
He fondled my breasts, then began kissing his way down to my pussy. While
his hands gently caressed my hips and ass, his lips and tongue worked on
my thighs and mons, moving slowly toward my inner lips. Finally, his
tongue opened me, and he began to lick my pussy. I spread my legs farther,
offering my entire pussy to his mouth. I never feel so beautiful as when
a man’s face is between my legs.
Fred swallowed all the cum I had to offer him. I couldn’t stop moaning
as his tongue ventured farther and farther into me.
He started licking my hard little clit with his agile tongue. He did
this rapidly, but ever so gently. As he worked on me, my thoughts wandered
to the night before last, when my husband ate me out for an hour. Fred
brought me to the brink several times, but eased off, allowing the sexual
tension to build. By then I was pleading for him to make me cum.
His hands were under my ass, and I was humping his face furiously,
but he kept on gently licking my clit, sending me higher and higher.
Everyone in the building must have heard me crying out when the glorious
orgasm finally made my body tremble.
Fred was on top of me in an instant. With one thrust he was all the
way in. It was simply heavenly! He was close to cumming almost right
away. I didn’t mind because I knew he’d be able to get it up again within
minutes. I love young men! He started grunting and groaning, as his cum
spurted into me.
All my other infidelities have been brief;usually just one-time
encounters. Now it looks as though I’ll have Fred for my regular lover.
April 21st, 2007 — Cheating Wife
It was a beautiful sunny day in Gloryville. I remember the hot
summer sun shining on the vast ocean which lay before me. I remember
thinking that nothing could be more beautiful than the Gloryville town
beach that day, but I was wrong.
About midday, I saw her. I saw her walking along the beach with
a light summer shawl around her waist. She was far away, but I could
see the sun shining on her golden blonde hair as if she had a halo.
As she walked down the beach towards me, she stopped for a moment to
talk briefly with each person she passed. After what seemed like an
eternity she reached the spot where I was tanning. I tried to pretend
not to notice her arrival, but it didn’t work.
“Beautiful day,” she said. “I sometimes wish every day was like
this.”
The sound of her voice reminded me of a small bird I heard
singing earlier in the day. The sun was still shining brilliantly
behind her. I could barely make out her face through the glare.
“Well, man does not live on bread alone,” I said foolishly.
Suddenly, she seemed very interested in what I had to say. I
propped myself up onto my elbow and for the first time I saw her face.
She was strikingly beautiful. She was the kind of girl that you had
to look at twice to make sure you weren’t seeing things. When she
turned away for a moment, I pinched myself to make sure I wasn’t
dreaming. My eyes wondered down from her face to her small, but
perfect breasts. It was as if they were speaking to me. “Hello. We
are her breasts.” I thought. Before I could finish my lustful gaze
of her assets, she spoke to me again.
“I’ve run out of lotion Do you have any that I could borrow?”
She asked politely.
I fumbled though my things and came up with a half used bottle
of sunblock. I held it out to her, but she simply turned around.
“Would you mind rubbing some on my back? I feel a burn coming
on,” she said calmly.
Actually, I did mind. I was suddenly very defensive. I was
hoping to spend a nice quiet day alone. I said nothing. I began to
massage the sunblock on her smooth white back. The smell of the sand
and the surf had combined with her perfume and her hairspray. I was
becoming more and more aroused by her.
I began to think about the argument I had with my wife hours
before. I just needed to get out of the house for a while. I came to
the beach hoping to straighten things out in my head. I wasn’t really
sure what I felt about her. I began to wonder whether or not I had
ever loved my wife. She changed somehow after our marriage, but I
couldn’t put my finger on what it was that was different. All I knew
was that I had to get away for a while.
I gently rubbed the sunblock on her side. As my hand rose up
and down, I brushed against the side of her breasts. She shivered
ever so slightly as I rubbed the cold sunblock on her bare skin. For
a long time, we both laid in the blistering sun. Finally, she got up
and said, “lets go swimming!”
I looked at her lustfully and said, “no, I’d rather stay here.”
She mistook my lustful gaze as sadness and wrapped her arm
around me. “Do you want to talk about it?” she asked
compassionately.
“No!” I screamed. “Lets go swimming.”
We spent the next few minutes in the cold shallow water of the
ocean. We had a fantastic time together. We splashed, laughed, and
playfully teased each other. After we had worn each other out, we
headed for the sand. As we walked back to our spot, I noticed her
beautiful limbs. She had quite long legs. They were muscular, but
just enough to make them firm and sexy. She was absolutely wonderful.
A work of art.
Suddenly, the weather began to change. The sun hid its face
behind a cloud that resembled a python. I began to think about my
wife again. We had some really good times together. As the sun
lowered itself behind the water it began to get a bit cold.
“Do you like to dance?” she asked excitedly.
I hadn’t danced a step in fifteen years. “Love it,” I said.
“Great. I know this excellent little club in town. Would you
like to go?” She asked. She waited for a response, but it seemed she
already knew my answer.
I met her at the entrance to the club. She had changed into a
sexy red dress. It flattered her petite figure. Tight around the
waist, and stretched to accentuate her chest. I was really feeling
guilty. I had hoped she hadn’t seen me so I could just leave and
forget about the whole day.
“John! John!” She shouted. She saw me.
The club was very extravagant. Drinks were $7.00 a whack! She
insisted that she pay for everything. We danced to every song. She
was tireless. Every once in a while I began to enjoy myself in spite
of my guilt. The last song was for couples only. She pulled me to
the middle of the dance floor and we danced cheek to cheek as though
we were lovers. I think she wanted me to kiss her, but she could wait
for me no longer. She kissed me passionately on the lips as though we
were the only two people in the room. It was a long slow sensuous
kiss. The kind of kiss that I had only dreamed about in the past. My
thoughts turned to my wife once again. What would she think of me if
she had ever known about this? How could I face her in the morning?
We kissed again and again until the very last note of the song echoed
into the darkness.
“Let’s go to my place,” she whispered.
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I followed her to the
parking lot where a limousine awaited us. We got into the limo and
the driver peeled away from the club into the darkness of the night.
Her hands were all over me as we kissed passionately time and time
again. It was so wonderful. She placed my hand on her right breast
and as if instinctually I began to caress it gently. I thought of the
first time I kissed my wife. She was so young and we were so
innocent.
The long black limousine pulled up to a large mansion. The
place was dark save a small light above the main entrance. As she
walked in front of the house and into the dim light, she looked very
plain, her hair was no longer shining. Her dress was so tight that
she had trouble just walking to the door.
“Well. Are you coming?” She demanded.
By now I was completely overtaken by my guilt. I felt a sharp
pain arise in my gut. I could not think straight. All I knew was
that I wanted her. I followed her into the house where she
disappeared into the maze of rooms.
“Would you like a drink?” She called.
“No. Listen I’d better go. I don’t feel right about this,” I
shouted after her.
She returned to my view wearing a skimpy black lace teddy
inlayed with dragon patterns which barely covered her privates.
“Dragons!” I thought. The ache in my gut grew stronger. I had to
stop this madness at once.
“No. No. I can’t. I’m… I’m…married!!!!” I screamed
hopelessly.
“Married!” She laughed. “Come on now do I look that naive?”
We walked hand in hand to the bedroom. Along the way I noticed
old weapons hanging at various locations along the long candlelit
hallway. Frightening thoughts of torture came to mind. I was afraid.
My life would never be right again after this day.
We laid on the bed and kissed each other passionately once
again. This time our tongues lashed out at each other like wild
animals just let out of their cage. My mouth found it’s way down to
her small breasts, I heard her sigh with pleasure as my teeth tugged
at her nipples. A moment before our two bodies became one, I let out
a scream at the top of my lungs “MARIE!!!!” That is my wife’s name.
I opened my eyes and the bright red sun blinded me. It took a
few moments before I could see again. Eventually, I realized that I
was still on the beach. I had fallen asleep on the beach! It was all
just a dream. I felt the guilt in my gut once more. I felt I should
be punished in some way for even having such thoughts.
Before I could catch my breath again, I saw the most beautiful
blonde coming in my direction.
“Beautiful day,” she said. “I sometimes wish everyday was like
this.”