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My ex is tall(5'10") with long legs, very skinny(110lbs), small breasted(small B cup) dirty blonde with very big feet(size 11 womens, I love a woman with big feet). Just the way I like my women. The only negative thing I will say about her body is she has a flat butt. I do like a little shape to the butt, but she has everything else I love physically in a woman.

We had been married for about 6 years and it was the mid 80's. Once in a while she would dress up in a pretty dress, garter and stocking with seams down the back. She would put on a tall pair of white pumps which made her even taller and sexier. She would sometimes where a pair of crotchless panties, but this night she went commando. She has straight, light brown pubic hair. I got her to start shaving the "work area" and leaving the top neatly trimmed but full. (I am not a fan of a grown woman shaved bald). In return she got me to start shaving my balls. That was a thing I did that turned her on.

I just got out of the shower and walked to the living room and sat in my easy chair. I could hear her walking down the stairs that were behind me. All the sudden I can smell her perfume. I love the way she smells anytime but this perfume was even better. She came around my chair and I could see that she was dressed for a night of passion. She stood in front of me for a moment. She had playful sexy way she would stand so I could see just how sexy she was to me. She then took her foot and put it in my crotch. Her long leg slipped out of the slit in her mid-calf sexy dark blue dress. She pulled back her dress at the top of the slit to reveal her garter and the top of her stocking. I could see there was a fat joint sticking out the top of her stocking. Then she slowly pulled it out and in doing so pulled her dress back more showing a glimpse of her beautiful bush.

She handed me the joint and turned and walked to the stereo. When she had on her come fuck me pumps her walk was very sexy in that blue dress and seamed stockings. As I lit up the joint she turned on the music. Then she turned and danced for me very slow and seductive. After a couple minutes she walked over and say on my lap facing me. The top of that blue dress was sleeveless and was low cut. But not too low. She is small breasted, but they are far from too small. Her nipples are as big as my pinky finger to the first knuckle, and I have large hands. I could see then sticking through her dress. We shared that joint while I played with those nipples and massaged her boobs. After having 2 k**s and breast feeding one her boobs were no longer how they were when we first met. They did sag a bit but not much and there are no stretch marks. Here nipples are in the front pointing slightly upward.

She started grinding me while I played with here boobs. I set the joint down and we started kissing. We still had long very long passionate makeout sessions after being married for 6 years and 3 years of dating and living together. She loved when I sucked on her ear lobe and lightly tongue her ear. I can feed the heat of her pussy as it rubs against my dick, She was getting wet by now as I and heel it soaking through my shorts. She reached down and started rubbing the raging hard-on I had. Then she reached between her legs and was rubbing herself. I could hear her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy as it was real wet. She is a Juicy Lucy by nature. Then she pulled her fingers out and run them under my nose and into my mouth. I have gone down on a lot of women and none of their flavors came close to hers. It is a little stronger than some but very intoxicating. She then started kissing me and we both licked her fingers clean.

After about 15 minutes of makingout and foreplay She walked me upstairs to our bedroom. She lay down on the bed as I stood there taking a mental picture, that I still carry with me, of this sexy beautiful woman in front of me.
I ran my hands up and down those long legs. I climb on the beg next to her and put my head between her legs and did what I love to do and do it well. I could never get enough of the taste of her. I have no idea of how much time passed but I know she became extremely wetter at least 2 times. Then I lay next to her with my face in it's favorite place and my dick accessible to her. By this time we are on our sides and she starts rubbing me. Then she pulls it out and starts sucking. My dick is above average according to most women. I am a little more than 7" long and about 8" in circumference. I do have an unusually large head. I am so turned on right now and so is she it seems.

I am not one who cums easily from a dick sucking but this time was different. She isn't able to deepthroat me but she gives it her all and she didn't like to swallow much. Less than a minute passes and I can taste the salt of her cum and she starts to climax. This gets me super aroused. About 3 more strokes on my dick and before I can warn her i blow a massive load in her mouth. She stops for a second in shock but keeps me in her mouth and takes the entire load. Then she reaches down and grabs my head to bury my face as she is having a massive orgasm. I can feel her cum running down my cheek and taste it flooding my mouth as she squeezes my head with her thighs. This whole time she keeps my dick in her mouth sucking every drop of me. She swallows it and a look of pleasure shows on her face.

She then pops up and spins around so we are face to face. We begin kissing like we are 18 again. I can taste my cum in her mouth she can taste hers in mine. We don't normally taste our own cum but this time was a very special to both of us. We lay the holding and kissing for a while. She said that that was the longest orgasm she ever had. I told her I was sorry for not warning her but she said the surprise added to her pleasure.

At this point we are both satisfied and ready for sleep. We both get up and wipe up then climb in bed nude. We cuddle for a few minutes and I am so in love with her at this very minute. She looks at me and tells me she didn't want to leave that moment. We were both so happy right then.

Before I know it my dick is hard again and she knows it. We begin making love. It's one of those rare moments when we get lost in each other. After 10 minutes I can feel she is cumming again. Then I have another fantastic orgasm. I didn't want to pull out of here I wanted to be there forever. She then tells me she want to cum again. We have this thing that when I can't get her to cum before I do she grabs my ass with my dick still inside her and grinds her pussy on me. I feel her tense up and cum and then go limp. I go to roll off her but she hold on and rolls on top of me. As she kisses me I feel both our cum running over my balls and down the crack of my ass. Then she pulls off me and goes down and licks me clean. I pull her ass to me so I can do the same to her. We lay there 69ing long enough to get ant cum off the other. I likes her ass crack to get the last bit and then tongue her ass hole.

We then wipe off with a towel and she lay in my arms and split a cigarette. We allays sleep back to back but tonight we fall asleep holding each other.

We have had other great sex nights and I have had some great sex with other women after we divorced a few years later. But this one night will stay with me forever. She has been living with another guy since a year after we split. While I have been playing the field. But the last few years she calls me up we get a room and still have great sex. We have talked about thing and both agree that sex between us couldn't be more passionate but we can't live with each other.

I still love her.

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As much as I enjoy a great and varied sex life at my current stage in life, I remember with a longing the near magical sensations that my sexual awakening gave me in my teens when the world was full of new adventures. One of my favorite memories takes me back to when I was 17 and went on a school trip to a foreign place with a hot climate and a more liberal attitude towards public nudity. Even though this happened a while back now, I still get hard thinking about it and it introduced me to the...

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my favourite memory pt 3

I've written a couple of memories about favourite sexual experiences and I keep meaning to get to the one memory that is my guarantee to have me shooting my load but I've got sidetracked a couple of times. The experiences all took place some time ago when I was younger, slimmer and had better contact with young and horny people. I was also into partying a lot and earned decent money to finance this. I had a small flat near to the big factory I worked in and it became a regular venue for mates...

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vacation with our exhibitionist wifes

My wife Karen and I won a vacation for 4 to Mexico and were going with our friends Kay and her husband Fats,who is real skinny.Kay has been a friend of ours for a few years,I have known her husband for about 5 years but really get along well with him even though hes 18 years younger.Kay and Karen are very much alike and get along well but do compete with each other.The girls are both exhibitionist,but my wife is more bold then Kay. Karen and I flew to LA and Kay and Fats drove. We...

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Hot memories 3 watching other men fucking my wife

Continuation of hot memories watching other men fucking my wife.I of course i did join in many times but was so hot just watching as my then wife was well used in front of my very eyes and her having some explosive orgasms in the process. We would relive those meetings at bed time, the whole wife sharing thing really enhanced our sex life until it was time for another fix and another get together with our bulls. As mentioned, James near always left Monica quite sore from her 4 hour sessions of...

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Hot memories of watching other men fucking my wife

Memories of the times I shared my then very attractive hot wife are tattooed in my mind, the wonderfully erotic memories like pornographic movies of those oh so hot times. Following are some details of some of the more horny things that occurred over 15 years between my wife and I with those horny men we got together with. The major turn on for me was to watch my wife fucked and used by someone else, was my obsession. Her to let her hair down and enjoy the erotic adventures with another man...

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Memory Worth Million Bucks

Memory Worth Million BucksBy: Londebaaz ChohanDoctor Cohen was an otolaryngologist. What a fucking specialty. Let me repeat, Dr. Cohen was a nose, throat and ear specialist. It is not necessary, how we came to know each other. He was half Iranian, half Russian Jew and had a roaring practice. I lived about 20—25 minutes away from him. Our first understanding was that if I wanted to get together with him for a fun and gay games packed evening with Ira, I had to call him in advance, get to his...

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Everything is in the memory stick

I was thinking about a previous experience, last time when I had to use the subway during the rush hour, some months ago. Someone had fucked me real good in the middle of the crowded train car…That afternoon I decided to get another chance to enjoy something like that pleasant adventure. This time I was wearing high stiletto heels, a loose short skirt and a blouse that left little to the imagination.I got inside the train and reached for a pole to hold on to. The car was not very crowded yet...

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My favourite memory Pt2

In part one I told you about an early experience of with a housemate that led on to a memory of mine that can get me off at any time when I need a quick wank. In the story I mentioned an earlier event in which we'd both been involved.We were still living in our hometown in Southern England and having a ball. Lots of dope and beer and late nights. I had a room in a large house with a group of mates, Sean and Al being two of them. One evening we were at home smoking a few jays etc when Dave...

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A Special Memory

A Special Memory By Milik the RedLife has its ups and downs and I have of late been in a period of change and reflection. Among those changes have been thoughts and emotions that have kept me away from writing for some time, but as with all passions my desire to write has rekindled within my heart and I find myself looking to my own past for the spark of inspiration.I find myself looking back some thirty years to the days of my youth. Days filled with the nervous insecurities that a boy in his...

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Just A Sweet Memory

Just A Sweet MemoryBy: Londebaaz Chohan Bob looked up to see the same small, rounded and beautiful face, embedded hazel eyes and dark ebony hair.“Hi Bob. Welcome to my shop”, she said. Bob also recognized Jill Fletcher, his first love, his girl, his class mate in Dental College and they had also worked on some projects together. Unluckily, they had not seen much of each other outside the class or expressed their feelings to each other. Now after long five years of military duty, Bob had learnt...

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For Want of a MemoryChapter 31

Kris knew it was going to be Lola before he even opened the door. It was always Lola. He still hadn't given her a key. He'd told her it was because he only had one and hadn't had time to have another one made. "I need your credit card," she said, smiling widely. "Why?" he asked. "The rings are ready," she said. It was the last straw. It got ugly very quickly, as he said there would be no rings and no wedding, no credit card, and no key to his apartment. He thought she might...

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The Dildo That Erased Claire Bonnevilles MemoryChapter 4

The fact that Cindy felt like a best friend was obvious. She knew very intimate details about Claire's life. And, when they got home, Cindy knew where everything was inside. Of course she'd recently been in the house, getting Claire some clothes, which meant she had a key. Her purse, watch and shoes were the only things that had been salvaged after the accident. The house didn't look like she made tons of money. Obviously, her husband worked too, but they lived pretty close to the bone,...

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For Want of a MemoryChapter 22

Harper stared at the sheet of paper the postal employee had handed him. It was like that sometimes. You tried one thing, then another, and just when you were sure it wasn't going to pan out, you got the piece of information you were looking for. The forwarding address was for someplace called Pembroke, Connecticut. The landlord hadn't known where he'd gone. There had been an old credit card statement on Farmingham's desk, which had his account number on it, but the credit card company...

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Courtney Who Needs Pictures with a Memory Like Mine

You may want to read about my first date with Courtney but it certainly isn't required reading. Courtney and I dated for only 3 or 4 months. It turned out that since we didn’t really have that much in common and came from completely different backgrounds that we weren’t as compatible as I had hoped. Don’t get me wrong, when we were between the sheets, life couldn’t get any better. Once we had out clothes on, we had little in common and it was like the pink elephant in the room. At least it was...

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Mistrusting a MemoryChapter 15

Bob popped two Vivarin when he got into the squad car the next morning. She had kept him up all night, satisfying her own needs and making up for the dry spell Bob had been in. He felt drained, but also more relaxed than he'd been in years. He was no longer distracted, either. Lacey had another appointment with Claire, but he was no longer worried that she'd suddenly realize there was no past between them. That had already been addressed. Now all he had to worry about was the return of...

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