Lessons in a crowd
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Me and my sister had gone to watch the fire work at Chowpaty in Mumbai. There was a huge crowd of may be few thousand all gathered to watch the fun. Me and my friend Ruby were young teens full of energy. Both of us had nice big boobs and anyone looking at us would keep watching at our boobs for a while as the boobs were all soft and full with nice nipples protruding out from under the blouse. The crowd which came to watch the fire work was huge and we both got surrounded by lots of young boys....
My mouth is currently on your dick. And it’s fucking SUCKING IT!!!! (The crowd ooosand aaahs) (I give them a thumbs up without stopping!) Isn’t it great to know the crowd’s impressed?! Then I say “lets go somewhere more private” and stand up and pull you into a private room backstage not too removed from the crowd’s earshot. We find a comfy beanbag!!!!! (Isn’t it nice to work in comfort to the narrative!?) (I’m so nice!) You sit on the beanbag and you comment on its comfort and then I pull up a...
Miguel and René- Three's not always a crowd.I didn't want to go to the pub with Miguel. It was about 2 weeks after Easter break and I wanted to write some letters to my parents to soften the hard feelings about going to Miguel's family's home for the holiday rather than to New York and tell them about my holiday."But it's Portugal in the finals" he crooned, coming close to stand between my legs where I sat at the dining table with my sketchbook and journal out. I was flipping through postcards...
Tabitha, Renée and I strolled through the thinning crowd to the food court. It was obvious that many of the patrons had congregated there, so finding a table that Renée wanted seemed impossible. I recalled her desire to play footsies and prayed that she had given up the thought before my embarrassment became something of legend. Tabitha was no help as she spotted a group of kids leaving a u-shaped booth. I felt like a dog on a leash as they dragged me over before anyone else could claim...
"You rotten bastard! How could you do this to me? This is all your damn fault!" The string of blasphemies coming from my wife's mouth seemed never ending. I have to look back sometime to think just how I came to be in this uncomfortable position that all too many men have found themselves in over the years. There I was, along with thousands of other idiots, trying to force my way into the underground station during the rush hour. I'm told there are worse places in the world but London...
The beat was heavy, filling the lungs with dull reverberation. Even far below, she could feel the echoes of it, the sounds causing the musty pools of green-tinted water to shiver with gentle rings. It was dark here, thick with decay so old that the mossy film covering the black tunnel walls had long ago fossilized, now a murky grey beneath the newer slick of green. A thin crackle of noise scratched in her ear as someone tried to use the radio. With a hiss, she crept along the tunnel, her only...
I love being watched. Here is a story of how I found out I’d like being watched.I was twenty-one, in good shape and horny. I wanted to get my nut off from some anonymous guy so, I hit a local adult theater. The operator knew men were hooking up in his cinema, there were several rows of seats, but there were also open spaces to allow better access for the patrons to mess around.So, I paid my minor fee and entered the theater. There had to have been about half a dozen guys of various ages. A...
Gay MaleSometimes it only takes one meeting of eyes, one fleeting glimpse across a packed room to know. Sometimes your eyes connect with someone so intensely that it transcends the sound of Velvet Underground being blasted from a rented PA, the dozens of fratboys with red cups and the couples practically fucking on the stained couches. That’s what happened to me that night. Perhaps I’m getting ahead of myself. I was only there that night because a friend of mine needed a wing man. I was supposed to...
Straight SexTraveling to London with Rita James was an experience I’ll never forget. When we landed after the seven-hour-plus flight, and with the six-hour time change, it was about 11:00 a.m. All I wanted to do was go to bed and get about eight hours of sleep. Rita made me go to the men’s room to wash my face and change my clothes. She reminded me of her lovely daughter who had picked out my wardrobe for me when I lived in LA. Jeans and a t-shirt weren’t cutting it if I was to be seen with her. I put...
I love the crowds. In my mind they are like a smorgasbord, only instead of perusing food and desserts I scan the masses of lovely faces and hot flesh. In either case, the scene makes me incredibly hungry. Be it the stadium, crowded restaurant or bar, the local shopping mall, you name it, I’m a people watcher. Mind you I don’t watch just any person but those of the female persuasion in particular. I love to scope out, scan the field, flirt a little then scheme and strategize who I can try to...
I had been friends with Amy for a short while..she was pretty, petite, sexy and fond of telling me that she was bisexual….one night after being out..drinking..dancing..we started to walk home together..her hands kept brushing my arm…her fingers touching me, she asked if i wanted to come in her house for a drink…as we got in the front door she told me to go through and sit in the lounge… I sat down on the sofa, head back, eyes closed…suddenly i realised Amy was in front of me, she leaned down...
“Are you hot?”Nodding, I fanned myself with my Panama hat, the heatwave showed no signs of easing up after two long weeks. Its burden felt heavy like a winter coat and made me lethargic. I yearned to be naked and at the naturist beach. Presently, it was off limits, the sun and sand conspired to create an inferno. Whilst having the chateau to ourselves, the stuffy air would not circulate. We became nocturnal and tried to sleep through the midday heat. Enduring the roasting afternoons, we...
ExhibitionismPrelude What had already happened between Scott and myself in the hot tub that night had been unexpected. There are, of course, different kinds of unexpected. This wasn't like finding out that my car needs four new tires, or waking up to a foot of snow in October. Instead, it had been like going to pay my bar tab, and discovering that a friend had already settled up. It had been enough to make my head spin and my heart race when his lips met mine for the first time. It wasn't as if there had...
Wife LoversThree's Definitely Not A CrowdIt was a Friday night and we'd arranged to meet friends at the local pub for a few hard earned drinks after work. When we arrived we were surprised to see how busy it was. The landlord had organised another of his Open Mike nights and the 'stars' of the local area had arrived to show their skill. The night didn't get off to a great start when the friends we'd arranged to meet cancelled on us. The talent on display at the mike wasn't exactly music to our ears...
THREE IS NEVER A CROWD.by: flyboyB4By way of introduction, I wrote this story almost a month after it actually took place in 1984 and had posted it on another site. It got such amazing comments that I thought xham readers might also enjoy it. I had worked with Stacy’s mother for a year or two and we had become close. I was 53 and she was 50. I was divorced for a couple of years, and she had been divorced for over 10 years. She knew that I had a vasectomy many years ago. I was hoping that...
I had been friends with Amy for a short while..she was pretty, petite, sexy and fond of telling me that she was bisexual....one night after being out..drinking..dancing..we started to walk home together..her hands kept brushing my arm...her fingers touching me, she asked if i wanted to come in her house for a drink...as we got in the front door she told me to go through and sit in the lounge...I sat down on the sofa, head back, eyes closed...suddenly i realised Amy was in front of me, she...
I leaned against the wall, speechless. Andy was about five feet five with blond hair and blue eyes, and I'm guessing she weighed about 125 pounds. She had all the required curves in all the right places — her boobs were about the size of mine — and very shapely legs. I wasn't as drawn to her as I was to Charli, but the prospect of sex with her made my panties damp. Charli had said, 'It isn't cheating as long as I'm there too', or something similar, so I was free to indulge, but I had to...
Carla Ferrara was beautiful. Simply beautiful. And so fucking sexy. Linda knew Carla for a couple of years. They had always got along fine. Of all of Julie's friends/lovers, Carla was Linda's favorite. She was the one Linda always felt was the easiest to talk. And, indeed, in all these years they had talked for hours. About school, music, movies, etc. They had pretty much the same taste on music and movies (unlike Julie, who was this intellectual type, Carla and Linda liked the pop...
With nightfall came another feast, and the pack, or the village, as he could now call them, crowded the dining tables waiting for their meat. The butchers brought the freshly cooked kills, and the usual flurry of activity followed, the Borealans tearing into the platters of food with their hooked claws and sharp teeth. Ursi seemed to like the venison, savoring the soft, tender meat and taking her time to chew it, the mutton however she wolfed down with abandon, it barely touched the sides....
Paula had not stopped thinking about yesterday, the day she watched her long-time employer make love to a man Paula had known for a while now, as not only a friend but also a co-worker. She tried to make sense of the previous day's events as she moved from room to room, keeping up with her daily duties.She had always taken her employer’s confidentiality with the utmost respect but she had never once flaunted her exploits so blatantly to her before. This was not simply lying around in the...
Love StoriesI’d been replacing the hot tub filter and plumbing with a newer model and I was covered with dirt, plastic bits, and filter sand. I decided to go to the cabana and shower there, rather than drag all of the mess through the house. I had just lathered up my hair when I heard, “Need some help washing your back sailor?” I spun around and looked in the direction of the voice. Teagan was standing in the shower entrance unhooking her bra, having already stripped off her shirt and kicked off her...
Hey.... (It was Brittany) "Whats up? " I know I said we would hang out tonight, and I hope you still want to, but Erin's mom just called my house and apparently some thing happened with her grandma.... She is gonna have to staying the night. "Oh...I mean, I still want to, but how are WE gonna hang out?" Call up Steve? They should be able to keep each other company... "Alright ill see what I can do" Erin and Steve met a few weeks ago at this party we were at....
I opened the door to find a stunning blonde on my door step and I was completely speechless. Tonnina approached from behind and said "Darling let her in then..." "Who is she?" " Her name is Sophie and she is the surprise for this evening" "I don't understand" "All will become clear, now be a gent and pour Sophie a glass of wine" I finished pouring the wine and it wasn't until then that I realised that Tonnina hadn't just freshened up, she had also got changed. She was...
Sometimes it only takes one meeting of eyes, one fleeting glimpse across a packed room to know. Sometimes your eyes connect with someone so intensely that it transcends the sound of Velvet Underground being blasted from a rented PA, the dozens of fratboys with red cups and the couples practically fucking on the stained couches. That’s what happened to me that night. Perhaps I’m getting ahead of myself. I was only there that night because a friend of mine needed a wing man. I was supposed to...
It was a Friday night and we’d arranged to meet friends at the local pub for a few hard earned drinks after work. When we arrived we were surprised to see how busy it was. The landlord had organised another of his Open mike nights and the ‘stars’ of the local area had arrived to show their skill. The night didn’t get off to a great start when the friends we’d arranged to meet cancelled on us. The talent on display at the mike wasn’t exactly music to our ears either. I toyed with the idea of...
Introduction: This is Chapter IV of the Amy story. Read the others first, if you want to know how we got here. The school year went pretty much that way. After tennis and track season, we had more time, and enjoyed ourselves. We had sex every day that we could, and during this time, that was pretty much every day. If we had to miss a day, we were both highly charged at our next session. Neither of us told anyone. I knew he would never brag about it, and I had no reason to tell anyone. However,...
My name is Cheryl and I am thirty something, working for a large investment bank in the city. I’m 5’8 inches tall, have shoulder length brown hair, and a tidy figure that I work hard in the gym to keep in shape. I work very long hours and am very career minded so I don’t have time for a normal relationship, just the occasional one night stand if it feels right. I finished work around 8.30pm one night, and decided to stop for a drink in my local wine bar on the way home. I had been there for...
I had worked with Stacy’s mother for a year or two and we had become close. I was 53 and she was 50. I was divorced for a couple of years, and she had been divorced for over 10 years. She knew that I had a vasectomy. I was hoping that knowledge would get me in to her pants. Not a chance. She had two children Sean, the oldest at 19, and Stacy at 18. Sean was always happy to work on my Fiat Spyder to fix anything that went wrong. And something always went wrong. The acronym for Fiat was true,...
At the far end of a long country lane lies the small English village of Oedipus Falls ? named in antiquity by a local Lord with a classical education and a sense of humour. Now in the 21st century, little has changed since the 14th. Occasionally the outside world intrudes on village life to build a road or to put up a telephone box or a bus shelter. But by and large residents here don't have anything to do with "townies" ? a word that describes anyone from a big city, small town, or even the...
Incest“Here’s to Sophie.” Brian raises his glass in salute to me. “And to her newly renovated flat.” “Hear, hear,” Jonathan concurs as we clink our three glasses. The bubbly tickles my nose when I sip it. “Are you so ready to get rid of me?” I tease. “Of course not, beautiful,” Brian says and envelops me in a bear hug, making my tiny frame disappear in his embrace. “We’re just happy for you, that you’re getting your apartment back,” Jonathan says, soothingly kissing my cheek. “And you won’t have to...
BisexualMy wife and I, in an effort to keep our sex life fresh, talked about her fantasies. Of her biggest was to have a threesome with me and a guy friend. She mentioned one in particular, John, who happens to be a neighbor as well. John is a few years older, widowed about 3 years, and seems quite the horndog. One thing he has mentioned many times is his love for tits. Particularly large ones, but he likes them all. Well my wife, J, happens to have big, natural, breasts with big pinkish brown nipples....
As the party wound down and everyone left, Rich decided he’d go out to buy a fresh pack of cigarettes. He told his girlfriend Jess and his best friend Seb that he’d be back shortly. Seb and Jess had hooked up during the summer and they they got along extremely well, sometimes better than Rich and Jess did which sometimes worried him. He'd noticed how well they’d been interacting all night long and, half-jokingly, he'd texted her “suck his dick, already!” when he caught her nuzzled up against...
Group SexA couple years back my marriage got a bit turned upside down. Long story short, my wife was bored at home and wanted to try seeing other men outside our marriage. I didn't like the idea at first, but after some discussion and negotiation, we made a deal that she could see other man, but only if at some point I would get to participate. Another factor of the deal was that she would indulge my deepest fetish by wearing whatever clothing or costume I desired for the event.Fast forward just a...
My friend, Lilly, is staying with us while she recovers from a bad breakup. She has long blonde hair, smaller breasts than mine, and a much smaller waist. I am not jealous that she might steal you away. You find her shallow and boring, so I am not worried. But she does want you.At first I told her, no, straight out. I don’t share. But her idea intrigued me. You have been good to me lately, so maybe you deserve to be rewarded. Hmmm. Definitely something to think about.Later that week, you are...
My name is Cheryl and I am thirty something, working for a large investment bank in the city. I’m 5’8 inches tall, have shoulder length brown hair, and a tidy figure that I work hard in the gym to keep in shape. I work very long hours and am very career minded so I don't have time for a normal relationship, just the occasional one night stand if it feels right. I finished work around 8.30pm one night, and decided to stop for a drink in my local wine bar on the way home. I had been there for...
AnalCheri and Dan had been married about two years. They had the best active sex life. They also lived with Dave, Dan's father. Both men shared Cheri. Tonight she was naked watching a movie between both men and they were each sucking on her tits and had two fingers in her cunt fucking her. Both men were also naked and she was stroking both cocks. She knew where her husband got his big cock as her father in law was huge. He was always naked with a big hard on and loved fucking Cheri. Last Saturday...
We are all standing around the bed Chrissy is just in sexy lingerie, whilst Greg is sitting on the bed next to her still fully clothed and I am standing just in my boxers shorts, my is cock is already fully erect and straining against the fabric the head poking its way through the top of my shorts. I am trembling with nerves and anticipation, Chrissy moves forward and places a reassuring hand on my thigh. I look her up and down, her erect nipples are clearly visible sticking out against the...
I was attending a party, at a pub in a town near where I live.Yes, I was dressed up; a black and white frilly skirt that hung to just above mid-thigh, denim knee high boots and a tiny tube top.I was here because someone at work mentioned this place, not recommended you understand, no; he was complaining about it. He spent about twenty minutes telling us on our lunch hour that every thursday night it was tranny night. His precious pub turned "gay" every thursday.Okay, so he's an arsehole, we all...
It was 8 pm and the guests were about to show up. My tight little bunghole was not virgin anymore and I felt like walking on clouds. I felt very feminine and quite demure. I had helped Carlos set up the table with snacks and put sodas and beers in the fridge. I looked in the hallway mirror and everything was still in place."You look adorable sweet cheeks", Carlos murmured in my ear and squeezed my ass. He went to answer the door as his guests arrived. A short plump blonde boy went past...
The note was stuck under my windshield wiper blade, and was in Gloria's handwriting. "Come over for dinner tonight...7:30 sharp !!" I finished work, raced home, showered, and sat on the sofa waiting for 7:25. just so I could dash across the yard and arrive on time. I knocked on the front door, and Gloria met me. "Wow...I'm impressd at your punctuality," she laughed, "Come in." She was wearing an orange sleeveless stretch top, a black stretch skirt which ended a bit above her knees, and orange...
Nabokov led them through the backdoor of the beach house and into the living room. The inside was wide open, no walls, vaulted ceiling. Saying no walls is maybe untrue. There were some walls. Two cages the size of office trailers lined each side. Vernon was feeling like a million bucks. He couldn’t deny the feeling he had. His balls ached, though. He had drained both of them in that girl’s pussy and they throbbed, but he felt horny again already just thinking about it.Jules was scared. She was...
It was a Friday night and we'd arranged to meet friends at the local pub for a few hard earned drinks after work. When we arrived we were surprised to see how busy it was. The landlord had organised another of his Open mike nights and the 'stars' of the local area had arrived to show their skill. The night didn't get off to a great start when the friends we'd arranged to meet cancelled on us. The talent on display at the mike wasn't exactly music to our ears either. I toyed with the idea of...
Group SexI had worked with Stacy’s mother for a year or two and we had become close. I was 53 and she was 50. I was divorced for a couple of years, and she had been divorced for over 10 years. She knew that I had a vasectomy. I was hoping that knowledge would get me in to her pants. Not a chance. She had two children Sean, the oldest at 19, and Stacy at 18. Sean was always happy to work on my Fiat Spyder to fix anything that went wrong. And something always went wrong. The acronym for Fiat was true;...
Group SexI’m lying naked on the bed, having just been thoroughly fucked by Ashleigh, the attractive redheaded bar waitress when there is a knock on the door. I freeze as tI hear the lock click and the door opens.“Hello, Ms McDonald, It’s me, Joanne.” The hotel receptionist Joanne comes into the room. She’d been here last night. I’d brought her up here after catching her masturbating to lesbian porn while on duty at the front desk. I’d gone to a sex shop this afternoon to purchase a strap-on as I wanted...
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I tapped my fingers on the cafe table. Looking around I sip my frozen mocha. So happy I tried Dunkin Donuts. I check the time; 1457. Still glancing at my watch I hear the little chime of the door bell. Looking up I see Luke and Henry walking in, laughing as if they heard a joke. They look around and spot me when I raise my hand. Sitting down we exchange greetings and start with banal conversation. About five minutes later we get to the details of the meeting. “So?” I begin, “Where’s the pet?”...
Copyright© 2003 by Carlos Malenkov We were making love maybe twice a month. "The problem," Joanne had once said to me, "is that you're just too damn unimaginative. Has it ever occurred to you that there might be more to lovemaking than just kissing my breasts and climbing on top?" After living together for a year, the relationship was spiraling down into the doldrums. Jo wasn't even my type physically -- I like 'em big, blonde, and curvy -- and she's a petite brunette. We didn't...
I fell in love with Laurie because she was not available. She had made that clear from the very beginning. "I'm not looking for a relationship." Point blank, in your face, statement. "Good, me either." I could play that game too. We met at "The Hut". It was the only gay and lesbian bar in our small, college town. I was very persistent and before long, she let me into her heart. We hung out together. I slept at her house, usually on the couch, sometimes in her bed. We both slept in...
Scarface led them down the hall and past some bedrooms that were occupied by piles of sleeping Polars, searching for a free dorm and eventually finding one, thrusting the pair into the room and then closing the door ominously behind them with a click as the lock engaged. They landed on the mattresses that lined the floor, white hairs from previous occupants littering the space, the two bunk beds that were unable to support the weight of the pack members pushed out of the way towards the back...
The Emir pondered long and hard how, exactly, he would break it to the two English women that he was marrying both of them and that neither would have precedence over the other. Their accommodation was not a problem, since each was using one of the junior wives' suites in the harem. They could stay exactly where they were. The problem would be two-fold; firstly persuading each of them to share him with the other. There was no worry over his already having other concubines because he had...
Scarface led them down the hall and past some bedrooms that were occupied by piles of sleeping Polars, searching for a free dorm and eventually finding one, thrusting the pair into the room and then closing the door ominously behind them with a click as the lock engaged. They landed on the mattresses that lined the floor, white hairs from previous occupants littering the space, the two bunk beds that were unable to support the weight of the pack members pushed out of the way towards the back...
January is my least favourite month. Part of it is because of the passing of my friend Lew, but in truth, mostly it is because of the weather and the limited daylight. This particular Saturday was the last one of the month and the weather was quite miserable. A south-easterly gale was blowing up Georgia Strait and the intermittent rain was soaking people in seconds. And, it was cold; raw, damp, cold. It wasn't a difficult decision to finish my usual Saturday shopping trip and head for my...
Betty and Jennifer, one on each side, accompanied Paul as they headed toward their next class. With their schedule, it was to be history. But then they heard running footsteps and Josie came up behind them. "Master Paul, Master Paul, wait for me." Paul turned around. "What are you doing with us?" "I want to be your slave too." "But don't you have someone already?" "No, I was out when they assigned the boys and they ran short. They said I'll get one in a few days. But can I be...
Jenny shivered trying not to think about Kevin. No, she didn't want Jerry to ever have a hint about what she'd done. She also didn't like the idea of 'recruiting'. "Maria, what do I need to expect for this next... dance, where will we be?" "It's a blue room guy, so we'd normally go to the dance floor he's assigned, we can use your bed if that'll make it easier on you. I know how you feel. Believe me, I remember my first time to do this, and it was here. My real sex life was...
I wouldn't describe myself as being 'square' exactly back then, but I was not the most world-wise 19 year old. I lived at home with my Dad and spent more time studying than getting up to regular sorts of teenage mischief. I was still a virgin. I'd had some limited experience of sexual practices but I'd never had a "lover" - it had tended to be more a series of fumbles here and there with girls who were as shy and inexperienced as me. When I started hanging out with Rebecca and Todd however, all...
EroticI was over at a 'friends' house the other day. Just relaxing on the couch snuggling up to him watching TV. His couch is halfway between a full couch and a loveseat. He is also a fairly large older man (in his 50's, around 6'2" and weighing between 240-250). Just how I like my daddies :)I was wearing a simple outfit. A nice colorful skirt that went to my knees and a simple blue tank top. Plain, but comfortable. He had one hand around me, and was running his hand across the skin on my arms...
I was brought up in the small village of S only a few leagues from Rouen. The people there are quiet peaceful and devout. My mother died when I was very young. I remember milking the cows with her, sweeping the sheds, gathering wild mushrooms in the forest and clinging to her skirts as she cast grain amidst frightening hordes of poultry.My father was a modest trader and farmer. He raised me with tenderness and love and imparted to me the tenets of the most holy faith. He taught me to read and...
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