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Sally hit thirty-five kinda hard. Her face and skin were nice enough and she was still pretty, but her belly sported stretch marks from two children and bulged a bit. Her tits, nicely filled out from nursing, sagged more than she liked. She had rather routine sex with her husband of sixteen years, once or twice a week. On special occasions she tried to spice it up a bit but he never made that effort.
Working part-time while the kids were in school gave her time to read. Finding an erotic story site on the web got some new thoughts swirling in her head and put new tingles in her twat. She got dissatisfied with the status quo and thinking about roads not followed. A shift in hormones helped make lusty lanes appealing.
After an uninspired Saturday night fuck, Sally made her move. “Dear husband, something has been on my mind for a while.” He opened his eyes and gave her his attention. She continued, “Do you think I’m still sexy?” He reassured her, just as she expected. “Would other men?”
That woke him up. “I think so. Why do you ask?”
“I’ve been thinking a lot about when we were dating. I held out until just before the wedding but I knew you had some intimate girlfriends before you met me. I didn’t tell you but I knew Brenda that you were banging until we got engaged.”
Propping his head up, her husband Josh said, “OK, but why are you bringing it up now?”
She was sitting up cross-legged on the bed with tissue in her crotch to catch the fresh semen. “While I’m still attractive enough to play the game I’d like to try sex with some other men to see what I missed when I was single. I’m not going to have any more kids so sex is now just for fun anyway.”
Not surprisingly, Josh wasn’t thrilled with her pronouncement. “Don’t you get good enough sex with me?”
“That’s not the issue,” she quickly replied. “I do or you’d have heard about it. But you are the same person each time. Kind of like eating steak at every meal. I would like to see how chicken and fish taste.”
He persisted in his concerns. “But what if someone steals you away?”
She leaned over and kissed him, “If you don’t know I’m committed to you by now then I’ve failed at that. I’ve cooked, cleaned, had babies for you, and many, many other things too numerous to mention. I’m not walking away from that investment, let alone how much I love you.”
“OK,” he said thoughtfully, “But it won’t be the same when I have sex with you after that.”
That made Sally smile, “Is that a bad thing? I’ve read that it will make me sexier to you and vice versa. I didn’t find you any less appealing because you’d stuck your nice cock in a few other pussies before mine. Might have even made you better at doing me. By the way, I’m glad to hear you say that you would still want to. From what I can tell, it won’t hurt nuthin.”
Josh was quiet and thoughtful for a bit. When he stirred, he pushed Sally down on the bed and his hard cock slid easily into her still slick pussy. Wordlessly he pounded another blast of sperm deep inside her. When she felt it paint her cervix she tightened her legs around him and shivered in her own climax.
“That’s a hell of a nice response,” Sally whispered, “Were you thinking about me doing it?” Her husband, still firm and embedded, nodded. They slept and nothing was said about the subject for a few days.
They were now copulating every day, sometimes at night and sometimes daytime quickies in available places. Josh finally said, after knocking off a piece with Sally bent over the washing machine, “Are you still thinking about slutting around?”
She squeezed his softening shaft with her cunt and it popped out. “Yes, but I didn’t get a clear acceptance from you the other night. It seems to have gotten both of our libidos stirred up but that isn’t explicit enough for me.”
Josh used a towel to clean her up a bit. She said, “I have another question for you. Would you want to know before or after I find a playmate? That is assuming I’ve got your acceptance.”
She got back on her feet and they hugged naked bodies because their bathrobes were open. With his head next to hers Josh whispered, “I’m going to go with your statement that ‘it won’t hurt nuthin’. For now, only tell me afterwards because that may be less anxiety producing. I reserve the right to change my mind.”
Sally kissed him as she held him tighter. “If I ever think that rule doesn’t apply, I will stop immediately, just to reassure you.”
Three days later when Josh arrived home from work Sally was in her bathrobe. She handed him his favorite whiskey and led him to their bedroom. The only thing she said as she dropped her robe was, “The kids are at a friend’s.”
He gawked at his wife’s flushed body with love bites on her neck and breasts. Her upper chest and crotch were flushed. As she laid down and spread her thighs in invitation he saw whitish wetness between her pussy lips. His clothes came off in a flash except for getting his pants tangled up in his haste.
He buried himself on the first thrust. She was SO slippery! Sally groaned and shivered in orgasm. “She’d never had one on the first insertion,” Josh thought. But, it struck him, she’d had some very hot ‘foreplay’. He came after a few thrusts and shot so hard his balls hurt. They lay together quietly for few minutes and then rolled on to their sides still joined, a procedure they’d done many times. They could then relax and talk. Josh was still quite erect in spite of the vigorous ejaculation.
Sally broke the silence, “Wow, that was intense! I could really feel you shoot. That’s how it was when we first started fucking. You used to stay hard like this too. Mmmmmm!” She shut up, terribly curious about her husband’s feelings.
Josh got the clue, “That was SO hot, knowing what my cock was feeling inside you. Yes, I liked it. What I never told you is that when I was fucking Brenda she was fucking other guys too. Every now and then I got ‘seconds’ and she loved to tell me in case I couldn’t feel that man juice in her. It’s even more intense with you since I love you so much more. Will you tell me about it?”
Rolling further, Sally was now on top. She felt that familiar shaft firming up again and moved gently to expedite it. Her husband stared up into her eyes as she told of her wicked carnal adventure. “I’m not going to tell you who it was but it is someone you have met. I figured he’d be ‘clean’ and discrete, both of which are very important to me. I wanted him ‘au naturale’ so it was real sex like we have. He isn’t dating anyone else currently and I told him that if he does we are done.”
Josh was making small hip thrusts as he asked, “So this was not a one-off experience?”
Sally smiled, “I don’t know yet how it will play out. Anyway, we went to his place and I suggested a shower together to get better acquainted. He loved it just like you do. His cock, and I know you are curious, is a bit shorter and a bit wider than yours. When we got on his bed we touched and kissed as we got even more acquainted. That proceeded to oral sex and then to intercourse. We did it twice and I got off the second time. It was less than an hour before you got home. I was still hot, as you noticed. Actually, I wished you were immediately available because even though he was worn out, I was ready for more. I guess women are blessed that way if we can make it happen.”
Pushing up more vigorously, Josh muttered, “Yeah, damn it! Did he feel different in your pussy?”
Sally smiled, “Of course. It wasn’t so much the shape but how he moved. And what my mind was putting into this made it hotter. It wasn’t you touching me and filling my married pussy!”
She was riding in synch with his thrusts now and he hands cupped and tweaked her bouncing mommy tits. She began moaning softly but it steadily increased in volume until she shook with a strong climax. That set off her husband to unload the fourth semen shots of the afternoon.
They couldn’t savor the experience very long because they’d been at it quite a while and the kids were due back. A quick shower got them dressed before the family set about dinner.
This couple who were entering a new phase in their relationship were eager to reconnect after the kids were asleep. Josh was relentless in asking more and more detailed questions about his wife’s illicit encounter and both got aroused to a vigorous copulation again before sleep.
That was the pattern for the next few days and then things slowed down a bit. A week after the first extramarital encounter, Sally gave her husband a hot tongue kiss when he arrived home and discreetly groped his crotch. He knew immediately that the kids needed to be distracted. Thinking fast, he put them on tasks that they would be rewarded for in the back yard.
Sally leaned over the kitchen counter facing the yard so she could watch the kids and Josh pulled up her loose skirt to discover, not unexpectedly, that she was commando. His pecker had already risen to the occasion and he slipped in easily as he expected. That familiar wet lube hotly engulfed his fleshy shaft.
Sally squeaked as he hit bottom and pushed back to get the action going. Her pleasure noises ramped up as usual and she quickly shook with her orgasm and then she encouraged her husband to finish, “Feel how sexy I am. Shoot your sperm in there with the millions of wigglers already coating my insides. I love all of them making me feel so female!”
Josh happily complied and barely had time to wipe their parts off with a paper towel and cover up before the kids trooped into the kitchen. Josh doled out the prizes and Sally put them to work finishing supper preparations.
Wouldn’t you know it, the kids were difficult to get to bed but the tired parents finally made it to the desired “naked together” condition. This time they chose a scissors position where they could screw in a relaxed mode. It was pretty tender and loving without the “heat” dissipated earlier in the kitchen. It was time to get past the horny stuff and get into the emotional aspects. What was this marital change doing to their primary relationship? That was big in both of their minds.
The sex act detail questions had been previously answered and Sally acknowledged she got two romps this time too. It was a little better because she was more relaxed and familiar with her lover’s style. She’d gotten her jollies both times. Her new lover was clearly appreciative of her mommy tits and that boosted her ego and self-image.
Sally started the discussion, “Other than my pussy being a bit slipperier for a while, just like when we have a double-header, can you tell any difference in your physical sensations when we make love?” Josh admitted he couldn’t, and Sally concurred. She continued, “But the ‘head sex’ sure is different. At least I think so. How about you?”
Josh laughed, “Your crotch knows the answer to that! We are both so eager to get at each other these days. It bugs me a little that you are getting more fucking than I am. But, as you stated at the beginning, I had a head start.”
Sally interrupted, “When I catch up maybe we need to renegotiate where things go from there.”
“I’ll remember that when the time comes,” Josh quickly replied.
Sally reached for his package and gave it a squeeze with a wicked grin, “You won’t have anything left to offer another woman if I have my way.”
“So much for male superiority.” groused her husband, “You women can sure outfuck us.”
Sally grinned even wider, “And it’s very satisfying to be a helping person who makes people feel better. I’m realizing how the look on a man’s face when I’ve wrapped my pussy around him and the sounds he makes as he unloads his male essence deep inside me are what make fucking so much better than diddling myself. I wonder what limits I might have in providing such blessings.”
Josh squeezed her ass, “Prostitutes do a lot of johns in a day. At a frat party I attended there was a girl pulling a train who did more than a dozen I was told. I was chicken but did watch for a bit. It wasn’t very interesting after a while.”
Sally stroked his resurrected rod as she spoke, “That gives me an idea. Would you like to watch me? My pussy tingles thinking about that.” His rod stiffened in her grip.
In a sheepish voice, Josh said, “I have imagined it when you have been ‘out’. Actually, some other times in the past when you’ve been particularly aroused. I’ll have to chew on it for a while.”
“While we are on this subject, my mystery man ate me after our first fuck. You haven’t done that in quite a while. I asked him to clean me after out after the second too and he said he’d love to. He asks me how long it’s been since you and I fucked but I haven’t told him exactly except we do it at least once a day.”
Josh mounted her without interruption. With her long legs wrapped around him and some subtle hip thrusts she continued, “My parents are taking the kids all weekend. If he is available, I want to fuck you then go right over there and come back as soon as he is totally drained. I’m sure you will be raring for more when I return. Does that sound hot to you?”
Without a word, Josh slammed her hard and she yipped and squealed as he pounded. She chanted with each thrust, “FUCK ... ME ... FUCK ... ME...”. They slept soundly.
Saturday took forever to arrive. Friday night was limited to a single copulation. The kids were sent away in the morning and Josh eagerly followed his wife to their bedroom, boner wagging as he walked. The fuck was no-frills with ejaculation the primary goal just before she left.
Sally went braless but with panties holding a bit of toilet paper to catch Josh’s drainage. He got busy to distract himself for the unspecified interval until his hot wife returned. Once again time dragged and his boner soon reappeared with his unavoidable thoughts about what she was doing “right now”.
He got engrossed enough in an action-adventure book that the time speeded up and his willy wilted until he heard the garage door open. The door flew open and Sally left a trail of clothes to the bedroom. Josh was still in his bathrobe so that was he was quickly nude as he followed her jiggling ass.
She flopped on the bed, legs spread and growled in a husky voice, “Eat me if you want to fuck me!”
He dove for the Y and two clit-licks later she squeaked in a mini-orgasm. She pushed him on his back and poised her crotch over his. A single drop of pearly cream dripped onto the hardon before her outer lips enveloped it near his balls. She slid back and forth on that fleshy “rail”, making it slick with her cuntal lube. Raising up, her hand pointed that male spear heavenward and her “gate to paradise” quickly swallowed it. More lusty squeaks as she hit bottom.
Josh had both hands full of recently mauled tits as she bent over and locked lips with him. They stayed locked as their hips moved in long-practiced synchrony until they both felt each other moan as pleasure radiated from their tightly joined crotches. The kiss finally broke and they lay together, panting.
It was a while as they lay tightly bonded before Sally murmured, “Damn this has been intense! I love you SOOO much for giving me such a wonderful gift!” They rolled apart, lying side by side and holding hands.
Josh couldn’t contain his curiosity any longer. “Tell me about it.”
She squeezed his hand as she told her story, “It’s a fifteen-minute drive and I struggled with the speed limit. My entrance there was a lot like my return here. We were naked in a minute and I said exactly the same thing to him when I got on my back. He dove in as eagerly as you did too. I got off twice because he had more patience, I guess. He wanted me on top so you know how that went. We fucked twice. By the way, I don’t kiss him. That’s just for you.”
Josh squeezed her hand as he semi-joked, “I’m glad SOMETHING is just mine.”
Sally gave his refilling rod a gentle spank, “You are the only one in my heart, don’t ever forget.”
“Oh, yeah. And vice-versa. Remember that if I am ever enjoying another woman.”
Sally groaned, “I’d love to watch THAT. I might even want to eat your stuff out of her. I’m not lez as you well know, but it could be fun.”
Josh rolled her on her side facing away from him and spooned up behind, easily slipping in her slick channel. His top hand reached over her and knew how to make her full breast feel so good. She said softly, “I haven’t fucked him this way yet. He likes my tits as much as you do I think.” It was a leisurely copulation and Josh moved his hand down to rub her clit as he stroked. Sally whispered as she felt Josh’s warm ejaculate surge inside, “That’s number five today. I’m ready for more but not complaining about stopping here!” They slept.
When they were both awake and had emptied bladders, they joined at the waist again but just lay together quietly. It was Josh’s turn to be reassuring, “Damn you are a hot woman! And I’m so blessed you love me. It’s great to have almost all your attention. At least I’m not competing with the kids for it right now. We can hardly ever have a morning screw.”
She kissed him briefly, “Yeah, that’s what I was thinking too. Are you open to any other ideas how to use this special time?”
“What is my wicked wife thinking of now?”
“We mentioned watching in the heat of yesterday. If my ‘other man’ is available and agreeable, which I think he would be, would you like to watch me get laid?”
Josh’s cock twitched noticeably, and Sally chuckled, “Is that a yes?”
There was a pause before Josh confirmed he’d be brave enough to do it. Sally said that then they’d better save their lust for later. He hadn’t pulled out yet as she stretched for her phone and speed dialed. He heard only one side of the conversation but knew it was going the way Sally obviously wanted.
She drove, not just because she knew the way, but because she’d extracted a promise from both men that she would call the “shots” in this scenario. They pulled up to a house that seemed familiar. When the door opened he knew why. It was an older friend of her family’s that he’d met at some event or other. He was reintroduced to Sam and led inside.
Sam offered adult beverages and Josh selected some bourbon. Sam had some too while Sally sipped wine. There was some mild anxiety that all parties had to dissipate. Sam explained that his wife had died six months previously and Sally’s offer had pulled him out of a deep depression. She beamed.
With her wine gone, Sally asked Sam if he had a stereo that she could hook her phone to. He found a cable and set it up. While he was doing that she disappeared for a few minutes and returned in her belly-dancing costume, have taken some classes long ago. One thing Josh noticed right away was she was not wearing the usual top under the shoulder scarf. Her breasts moved freely, partially visible through the almost transparent fabric.
Starting the music, she began dancing provocatively between the two men. As she warmed up she kept dancing closer and teasingly closer. Her moves were being watched closely and when she pulled her scarf aside in front of Sam and pushed her nipple in his mouth, Josh nearly creamed his jeans. He got the other one a few moments later.
Dancing back to Sam she whispered something. He left the room, quickly returning with a stool. Placing it in front of him, Sally dropped her lower garment and danced up on the stool. She teased with her trimmed bush and asked him to stick his tongue out as far as he could. It only took tiny movements to rub her clit on the protruding muscle. The woman-in-heat fragrance was already strong. Josh eagerly awaited his turn. Sally got off with him and then headed towards the bed where her previous extramarital adventures had occurred.
Saying only “scissors” she laid on her side and Sam got behind her, rod ready. Making sure Josh was in the best viewing position, she raised her upper leg and reached down to aim that cuckolding shaft at her fur-flanked cunt. Her eyes were on her husband’s face as the uncut head separated her outer lips and popped inside. Each stroke went a bit deeper until his pubes were up against her ass. Josh’s gaze was totally focused on how her oh-so-familiar pussy was being stretched around a hard penis. It was “live porn” and sooo much better than video, let alone that it was a body he knew and loved.
Sally ordered, “Kiss me!” Josh moved closer and their lips locked and tongues dueled for a full minute. Sally pulled away and firmly said, “Kiss my pussy too.”
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It Doesn't Hurt to Look, Right? By Mister Double U I rolled my chair outside my cubicle. I knew that she would be walking by in a moment. You see, Allison always headed towards her friends desk at 4:15pm. It was like clockwork. And I loved to watch her walk by. I heard the clicking of heels on the ceramic floor and stretched my head back. Sure enough, I saw her tight little body swing past the wall and head down the long hallway. Today, she wore a tight...
Hurt. By Tanya H. I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel, I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real. (Trent Reznor) I ran. Swearing and vile words followed, but couldn't catch or slow me. Cloaking myself in night I escaped the fat slob; his stench, sneers and urgency for my mouth and body. The phone I'd snatched from the cab I threw, no use to me, though clearly expensive. When it splashed I laughed. The bastard probably used it most for porn, for leering at...
Isolated, Hurt, and Full of DespairStephanie finally found a moment alone. It was the fifteen minute break between second and third period at Boswell High School, an old dinosaur of a building that stood in the middle of town. The students were cluttering the hallways and everyone was laughing, playing, and having fun. It was that lazy time of year at the beginning of fall, when everyone was more focused on the football season than school work. Boys were chasing each other and goofing around...
Introduction: A Different kind of Love. – English is not my native language, so mistakes can happen. Sorry in advance. If you like the story, have suggestions for improvements or are willing to proof-read (or just read it in advance to tell me if it sucks) a possible new part, please let me know! – Votes and comments are my main fuel for writing exclusively for this site (write in English is hard as fuck!), so if you like and want more, please support! – Hope you enjoy reading as much as I...
Her heart pounds as she crosses the threshold and enters the room. By the time her gaze falls upon the voluptuous figure of the nurse, her pussy is pounding as well, her panties soaked and steamy. She could hear her own breath, ragged and gasping, as intense need filled her being. "Yes, come here," coos Nyssa. "Come to your Mistress." A moan escapes her lips as she steps forward, compelled to obey her Mistress. Strange, glittery embers are left in her wake that fade like mist seconds...
Matt just laid back on the couch, still naked and still horny. John started to slowly stroke his dick in front of Matt, just trying to turn Matt on some more so they could keep fooling around. John slid over closer to Matt and leaned into him and engaged in a long meaning less kiss. Matt pulled away and headed south for John's hot dick. John had a large dick for a 16 year old, it was 9 inches and very thick. Matt took most of it down his throat and started to get into rythum with...
To Hurt Is To Become: Chapter 3 Day 3 By InnocentGuilt 'Damn, not this place again.' Bill thought. 'Hello stupid brain wake up. I know this is just a dream. End the nightmare already.' "So you think that this place is just a dream." A voice appeared. "Here we go again. All you stupid voices appear and then try to brainwash me. Fat chance. Now let me wake up so I can go on with the rest of the day." "So little that you do know yet you think you know everything. Human...
Parenting a property or learning must hurtThere she was, 15 years old, naked in a stable, bound like a piece of livestock. Before this day she was cute, virgin, in any way really greenly, she had dreams, she had a boyfriend, whom she loved, she had a family, who looked after her, all something normal in 1965, in Western Germany, somewhere in the hinterland of Heidelberg. Now, after grandpa taught her, how it feels to have a cock between her lips, how hurting treason could be, and he and his...
“Come in, Sweetheart”. I pushed the door open and stood in the doorway. I was wearing my Cookie Monster t-shirt and Care Bear panties. I had a sad look on my face. “Come here, Precious. Sit on Daddy’s knee and tell him what’s wrong”, he said lovingly as he pushed his chair away from the desk to make room for me. Once curled up in his arms, he asked me again, “What’s wrong?” I tried to swallow my tears as I answered. “My tummy hurts”. “Do you need to eat something? Is that...
© Copyright 2006. All Rights Reserved. You may not copy or share this work without my written permission. Please respect creative ownership. —– ‘This will hurt,’ Aan warned with a worried glance. She pulled and then shoved Dee’s arm before either of them could change their minds, and the shoulder slipped back into its socket with a wet snap. He clenched his teeth with a force of will, squeezing his eyes shut in a bid to outlast the fading agony. Afraid of being cuffed, Aan stepped away and...
I think Elton John said it best: ‘Sorry seems to be the hardest word.’ A couple of months ago I posted a story on here called Dear Journal. I never should have done so. What I posted was an actual transcript from my MSN messenger between myself and someone I dearly love. I posted that story because I was angry at him and it was the only transcript I had not erased. I honestly gave no thought to him when I posted it. I wish now that I had done so. So, what do I do to repair what I did? I’m not...
That photograph I took of you in Paris when we were kids, was in my wallet for the best part of ten years, before it slipped out and got lost. I saw your face everyday. I could pick out your laugh from a thousand people, I’d know your touch, know your smile. There’s never been a period in my life that you haven’t been on my mind. Not once. You are my safe place, my trust, my heart. You’ve unknowingly helped carry me through some of the hardest times in my life, simply be being. ‘You are...
I moan very softly as he enters me slowly. He is being so gentle with me. I usually hate it when guys fuck me soft and slow, but this old man is making me feel so good right now. It turns me on even more that he is almost twenty years my senior. We met online. I was home alone on those days; so I accepted his invite to dinner. We talked for a long while and then he brought me back to his house and began to undress me."How does that feel..." He whispers in my ear, pushing an inch more of his...
Had been on Craigslist looking for a nice piece of ass. Had posted an ad, and was about to give up when I get messaged by Tammy. She tells me she is into older men, is very submissive and has always fantasised about being used and abused by older guys. Thinking this might be fake she sent me a face pic, she was stunning. we emailed for a few days and then I called her. She told me in her original email she was 19 but then confessed she was actually 16. I was shocked and told her that I wasn't...
To Hurt is to Become Chapter 1: Edwards' Family Life By Innocent Guilt Bill's Office On April 6, 2002 Bill Edwards has been finishing up his last set of papers when his security paged him on the phone. "Sir, I know you said do not disturb you because you were heading out in a few minutes, but there is a phone call for you from the Senator." His Security spoke. "It's okay, transfer him through." Bill sighed. 'She's going to kill me for missing another dance recital.' He...
We always hurt the ones we love the most. Introduction. Everyone's life takes a turn occasionally. Doesn't it? Most people followthe wrong road for the wrong reason; I chose the wrong road for the right reasons.I did it because I wanted to. 24 hours, doesn't seem long enough to give an accurate account of the lastfew years. Does it? What would it help to accomplish? "Helps the healing process" they said. "Sharing the burden of the hideouscrimes" they said. I chuckle quietly to myself as I...
It was Molly's 33rd birthday and she was going to go downtown to the mall and buy herself something really special. Her husband Mark had left her a check for $200 and she was going to find something nice and sexy and hope that Mark took the hint. She wasn't sure what was going wrong with their marriage but lately Mark just hadn't been interested in sex, at least not sex with her. She idly wondered if he was having an affair with someone else but if he was he was certainly being discrete...
When Richie boarded the school bus Monday morning, Jason spared him only a momentary glance before being forced to look away. Richie's aura was darker and more malignant than it had first appeared the day before. Jason could not look at it without feeling his stomach clench. Richie appeared to pause at this obvious snub. His eyes narrowed and he tensed for a moment. He eventually subsided and went to sit in another part of the bus. It was the next stop that Jason was dreading more than...
This can either go as a stand-alone story or become a series, it is completely up to you. Please give me your thoughts about it in the comments section. Any constructive criticism, ideas for sequence, and even grammar tips are very appreciated. Cheers, A2O ****** Love Hurts Part I "Alex... Being honest, I..." She blushed beautifully and looked down, ashamed, but the alcohol seemed to have given her the bravery to go on. "I think I'd like to try all of that. Going wild… Let somebody...
By: Bo Broadnax Chapter 1 Rachel Loses Her Virginity Ever since Rachel met Larson, she was drawn by his male magnetism. Was it the way his brown eyes held hers or was it his hot, kinky kiss? Surely no one saw them kiss!!! It had been dark in the park that night. It had been a warm beautiful night, so Rachel had decided to walk home after the dance. Bo, the guy she had a massive crush on, hadn't come. She was thinking of Bo when suddenly an arm snaked out from behind a tree and...
I moved my hands up to her face and lightly ran my fingers around her mouth and along the tubing up to her ears. Remembering she'd been blinded for a good while now, I softly said, "Close your eyes baby, as I lift this mask up, and when you open them, do it slowly so you'll get accustomed to the light." "Ok, I'm ready." I slipped my fingers under the front edge of her black eye mask and slowly moved it up until it was resting on her forehead. I watched her face as she gingerly...
I had only seen her a few times at meetings but never really spent any time with her. She was young, in her early 30’s I think and still looked like she was in her twenties. I never thought of her sexually because she is my friend’s mom and it would just be weird, but she is very attractive. We set up camp just before nightfall and managed to get a fire going. George and I volunteered to go get some firewood. So we took our flashlights and head out into the woods. Even though we said we...
I Thought Someone Was Hurting YouCat was walking all the way to Jade's house to work on a science project, it was 90 degrees outside on a Saturday afternoon. When Cat finally reached Jade's house, the door was unlocked."Jade?" Cat asked walking in."AAAAAAAH FUCK!" Cat heard Jade scream from upstairs."JADE!" Cat screamed, she heard a couple rough slaps."You like that slut?" said a semi-familiar voice."Oh my god, someone's up there rayping Jade!" Cat screamed trying to find something to grab. She...
I Thought Someone Was Hurting YouCat was walking all the way to Jade's house to work on a science project, it was 90 degrees outside on a Saturday afternoon. When Cat finally reached Jade's house, the door was unlocked."Jade?" Cat asked walking in."AAAAAAAH FUCK!" Cat heard Jade scream from upstairs."JADE!" Cat screamed, she heard a couple rough slaps."You like that slut?" said a semi-familiar voice."Oh my god, someone's up there rayping Jade!" Cat screamed trying to find something to grab. She...
Sunday morning is still Saturday night. October 1997. I’m d***k and staggering up Ryde High Street on the way home. I reach the junction with Star Street where the precinct ends and the ‘Old Town’ begins. ‘Oi! You look a bit like Steve Collins… I like him!’ I turn and see two fat slappers dressed in leather jackets and jeans loitering in a shop entrance – they are probably early twenties. They put me in mind, for an instant, of the bloated spiders, you see in autumn, patiently straddling their...
This is one of my very old sexual experience design writings that was supposed to be for a proffesional team of sexual experience engineers / designers but I've since decided to be an independent : Written by Dominic Dale Hughes : RosaBurning in your sensationVigorous strain amongst your limbsCaptivity bonded to your emotionThis will corrupt you. Welcome to hurt an experience which is designed to create painful pleasure. You will be asked to lay down on the torture table naked as your...
A Little Hard Work Never Hurt Anyone......Especially not Chrissie! It's hot and humid today and I'm sitting here in my a****l print bikini bathing suit sipping on the first glass from a pitcher of margaritas. I'm not really certain why but I started thinking about something that happened back in my second year of college. My BFF since grade school and I decided that in order to create a little extra income during the summer break we'd set up a little free-lance house cleaning business. We...
IT HURT SO GOOD CHAPTER1. This is an absolute true story. I have been seeing and fucking mandawg for many many years both on the side, and as live ins at one time. And now having joined here I would like to tell you all a story or two about many sexual happenings in my life and as a part of my life. I have always been up until he/mandawg opened my closet of pent up sexual desires and with that things I have never ever...
Her naked body was half draped across mine, her slim wrists tightly strapped behind her back, taking away much of the control she had of her perfect white body. With my hand firmly behind her head I was pushing her to take most of my erect 7 inches deep inside her mouth. "Suck it slut," I said crudely as I pusher myself deeper and deeper into her so much that she could scarcely breath. With my free hand I reached out and squeezed her pert size 'B's, hard enough for her body to...
+ Here comes more of rifj's skillful editing + The still figure on the bed lay quiet; his eyes were closed. The cut on his upper lip had been cleaned and sewn. He drew ragged breaths of air through his open mouth. Suddenly he jerked and twitched. He opened his eyes and looked wildly around him. He struggled to sit up in bed. "Don't move, Jack, take it easy," Zelda comforted him. "It's okay now. You're in the hospital. Everything's okay now." His eyes focused on Zelda's worried...
Mark had visions of Nancy as he drove back to his condo. She was something else he thought and he would definitely follow up to see her again. Maybe he would fly out to New York and spend some time with her. It’s not that often you meet a woman who is intelligent, athletic, beautiful, and has a great personality. She is the whole package, he thought. He chuckled to himself as he thought that her having a fine butt doesn’t hurt either. She was something and he was glad that he had met her. He...
The phone rang. Jason didn't move from his bed. The ringing stopped after three times. "Jason, it's for you!" came his mother's shout from downstairs. Jason stirred for the first time in an hour, turning over in bed and sitting up. His eyes were red and puffy. "Who is it?" he called out in a slightly strained voice. "I'm not your secretary, Jason. Pick up your extension and find out." Jason sighed and crossed the room, plopping himself down into the chair near the phone. He...