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There was a period in my teen years when I was uncharacteristically positive about few things in life. This stance, so antithetical to how I would have people think of me, was operative only secretly. On the surface, what I lacked in self confidence, I compensated with bravado. Not a loud, in-your-face, strutting bravado, but more a quiet, act-as-if behavior. Yet, one of the facets of my personality about which I *was*certain was my lust for women. Not, mind you, a woman. But women. Pleural. That both the broad brush strokes of our culture as well as the more narrowly defined constraints of our local society didn't condone such a view was clear, even to an insensitive teenage male such as me. I may have been a libertine at heart, but I wasn't dumb about it. I kept my views to myself.

I was, at the time, dating a girl, a high-school cheerleader, named Sally. Our relationship wasn't "serious" - there was never anything approaching commitment, at least on my part. I was spared that near-fatal, teen-age malady known as "falling in love." Oh, I recognized readily that I'd fallen in lust, but that's quite another matter.

Sally was attractive, sexy, and very enthusiastic. She loved to fuck. That was it, the whole of it, readily summarized. Aside from that, we didn't have much of a relationship. Part of that was due to my own superficiality, I'm sure. Another part was a consequence of Sally's limited interest in life's matters distanced from fornication. I suppose that might be said another way: Sally was an attractive and very horny air head with no particular concerns or interests beyond getting laid.

Her interest and enthusiasm for things sexual knew few bounds and even as a lustful teenage male with an ingrown hard-on, there were times when she asked for more than I could deliver. It may be that there were nymphomaniacal elements there; even then I recognized this dilemma as a quality problem.

I'm attempting to set the stage for the main thrust of this little story. You see, Sally was the youngest of five girls and all her sisters were as attractive. More, they were sexy and to a one, knew of our affair. Somehow, that carried a charge for me. Knowing that they knew added considerable spice to the whole thing. Despite being fully sated with Sally, I remained keenly aware of her sisters. I didn't suppose I'd "make out" with any of them; heck, they were so much older. Three of them must have been in their early and mid twenties for God's sake! Still, no woman was *too*old, I reasoned.

Sally was from an old family in our home town and like many old families, they named their children after even older family members. Her real name was Sara and her next older sister - she was probably about three years older than Sally - was named Geraldine. No one - at least no one in our generation - called her Geraldine. Gerry was the most commonly used affectionate diminutive.

Anyway, Gerry was a raven-haired beauty with dark, snapping eyes and a sensuous, mostly unsmiling mouth. It wasn't that she was grim or lacked a sense of humor. It just appeared that her natural continence was serious and unsmiling. She had a way of looking at me that made me squirm a little. It was as if she knew something about me and expected an explanation.

The rational side of me knew this was only my self-centered fear speaking to me while the emotional (read irrational) side of me knew with a certainty that I'd been found out. She could see my licentious thoughts written across my face. And with good reason. At a later stage in my life I figured out why I felt guilty so often. Usually I *was*!

You see, Gerry was a knockout, a sex bomb. She had a fantastic figure with prominent breasts and a nice jutting butt. She had a habit of reaching with her right hand, under her left breast into her left arm pit as she was talking with me. This served to push her breast up and in, accenting the visible cleavage. I was powerless; I had to stare. Often, I suspected, she didn't wear a bra. Sometimes when I'd give her a hug, I'd be sure of it. She was chief among my illusionary women and an active masturbation fantasy. Her dark-eyed serious stare was often interpreted by me as representing her knowledge of my unbridled lust. Of course, that made it all the juicier.

Back to the story: Once Sally and I were sitting together in her living room. Actually, she was sitting on my lap as I sat in a large, over-stuffed chair as we often did. We'd been whispering and engaging in some low grade petting. It was the custom of her family to stay in the family room, rarely venturing into the living room it seemed. Perhaps it was because we were there and they were giving us space, but in any event, it had come to be held by us as a safe place to mess around. Sally was wearing a long and full skirt and was curled on my lap in such a way that it was easy and natural for me to slip my hand under her dress and into her panties to play with her pussy.

Sally secreted copiously when she was aroused, and that was most of the time when we were together. In addition to the lubricity, her secretions had a strong and sexy musk. Once, after a heavy petting session with Sally, I'd climbed into the car of a friend and he said, "Lordy, you smell like a French whore house." I briefly wondered how he knew... about French bawdy houses, that is. But back then, I'd grown accustomed to the odor and didn't realize how strong it was.

Gerry walked through the living room from her bedroom upstairs and then stopped, looking at us, not speaking. I froze. At that moment, there was no way I could remove my hand without being obvious. She turned and walked over to our chair, still not speaking. She leaned over and sniffed the air. Busted! I was a goner, I just knew it.

Still without smiling, she said, "Nice to see you, Billy," and walked out of the room. Christ! What did that mean?

I whispered to Sally, "What did she mean by that?"

"Oh, she's just teasing you," Sally replied, giving it no more thought.

"Jesus, she must have been able to smell you," I argued.

"Yeah? So what?"

So what indeed. I knew the social dynamics of her family were leagues removed from my own. I had no notion of how things worked in this family and decided to do what I usually did when I didn't fully understand. Shut up and listen, try to figure it out.

Gerry seemed to be around more after that incident. It was nothing intrusive or objectionable, it was just that I was aware of her more than usual. Her comments, usually pithy, became even more pointed, particularly around allusions to sex. Her hugs were warmer and definitely fuller. I was always aware of her tits; now I knew what they felt like, pressed into my chest. My fantasies soared.

Once when she was wearing tight shorts, she bent over in front of me to pick up the paper. This pulled the shorts tight across her ass, outlining the panties underneath and pulling the crotch of the shorts tightly into her. The white, half-moons of her buttocks were calling out, "Look at me!" I was staring, trying to make out if I could see her pussy lips, when she looked back at me from her upside down position. "See anything you like?" she asked. The best I could manage was a smile and a nod.

What was the allure here? Why is it, I wondered then, did I find other women so attractive when I had all I could comfortably handle? I must admit that with my marginal maturation, things haven't changed a lot. I'm much like the alcoholic who admits that the drink he's most interested in is the *next*one.

The family resemblance among the sisters was remarkable. While their body types differed a bit, their coloration, eyes and hair notably, were characteristic. Sally was willowy while Gerry was fuller. Perhaps exaggerated is a better description, for everything about her was just a bit on the bold and exotic side. Her cheek bones were slightly more prominent and her lips just as bit fuller. She had an improbably small waist that threw into greater eminence her full breasts and wide hips. She wasn't nearly plumb enough to be called Rubenesque. Yes, exaggerated is a good term.

I was vaguely aware that while her family maintained a heightened concern about appearances, there was an undertone of "there's nothing wrong here and don't you tell." While no one spoke of it or acknowledged it in any way, I was aware that Gerry had been "dating" a serviceman. This took the form of them disappearing upstairs in her bed room, not to surface for a week. Everyone walked around this elephant without talking about it. Mostly I was jealous of the serviceman.

One warm afternoon Sally, Gerry and I were chatting in their family room, a bright place with lots of plants and a southern exposure. We'd been looking at photo albums together, sitting on a pillow-strewn day bed. I can't remember how I came to be sitting on the day bed in the first place, but I remember well that Gerry came and sat beside me, the bed sinking just enough that her thigh pressed against mine. I had to turn my head to speak to her and I was acutely aware how close our faces were to each other. I noticed gold flecks in her eyes I'd not seen before and how thick her eye brows were. She had a spray of light freckles across her nose. Her teeth were remarkably white and perfectly even. She wet her lips frequently as we chatted and I was increasingly aware of her warm breath. I tried not to look, but my eyes were drawn to the front of her shirt which gapped open when she turned toward me or leaned forward. No bra there it was clearly evident. Several times I was certain she'd seen me staring and a few times I thought the corners of her mouth turned up fractionally.

Thereafter, most of the interaction was between Sally and Gerry, chatting about this memory or that person. I had little more than polite interest in the pictures of dead relatives and it showed. It was a warm day and little air was moving. I lay back and closed my eyes for a moment as they argued about the people seen in an old photograph. Their voices droned on and became distant. I guess I fell asleep.

When I awoke again, the house was quiet and the lengthening shadows suggested I'd been asleep for an hour or more. Looking to the left, I saw Sally, apparently asleep. On the right was Gerry. She looked back and smiled, holding a forefinger up to her lips. We were all covered by a throw blanket. I didn't know how I came to be between them but I thought Gerry may have actually dozed off as well, for she had one knee thrown over my thigh. Slowly awakening, we stirred. I became exquisitely aware of Gerry's body pressed against mine. In the readjustment, Gerry's hand had moved down to my low belly, only inches from the tip of my dick. It lurched and I wondered if anyone besides me could feel the movement. Yeah, yeah, I know... grandiose thinking.

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3 years ago
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Sally Company Slut

Sally Company Slut, follows “Sally” Hi I am Rob and I have already told you how Sally, my wife, rose to the occasion at a bank client meeting, greeting clients naked and getting banged by three men for most of the day. She secured lots of new business and not only did she receive a handsome bonus but also her bosses cock up her arse. This situation was the climax of Sally moving from fairly frumpy clothing to outfits that displayed her beautiful body – not in a slutty way but certainly...

3 years ago
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Sally Company Slut

Sally Company Slut, follows “Sally”Hi I am Rob and I have already told you how Sally, my wife, rose to the occasion at a bank client meeting, greeting clients naked and getting banged by three men for most of the day. She secured lots of new business and not only did she receive a handsome bonus but also her bosses cock up her arse. This situation was the climax of Sally moving from fairly frumpy clothing to outfits that displayed her beautiful body – not in a slutty way but certainly...

2 years ago
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Sally in a College Play

It was Sally’s first time, and she knew it was Matthew’s first time as well. But he did not seem nervous at all. He unbuttoned her shirt. He unbuckled the belt of her jeans, and when Sally felt his fingers inside her jeans, she sucked in her breath. Oh yes, she thought, I like the way he touches me. Matt unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the zipper down. His fingers caressed the soft, bare skin of her belly that was under cover of her jeans seconds ago. Sally shuddered at his touch. She looked in...

1 year ago
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Sally Company Slut 3

Sally Company Slut Part 3Hi my name is Rob and this is the third account of my wife Sally. You may wish to read these however to recap she is 24, lovely long brown hair, pretty face and clear blue eyes. Her body is amazing and there is a picture of her on the writers profile page. Large firm breasts, slim waste, flat tummy and a very nice tidy pussy.So far Sally has changed from being a shy retiring woman to a liberated sexpot, to be honest. With my full support she is fucking Private Wealth...

2 years ago
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Sally Nancy and Me

Sally and I were seeing each other pretty regularly now, everyone at the office knew about it and it was cool. We hadn’t moved in together or anything, but Sally would stay at my place every weekend and even a few nights during the weeks we would sleep together at one of our apartments. Sally had a roommate so we usually stayed at mine.It was Sunday morning and we were lying in bed together, I was watching a cooking show and Sally was kind of dozing next to me. She was laying on her front;...

Group Sex
3 years ago
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Ron and Ronnie Chapter 8 The Night Out With Joe And Sally

Sunday morning was bright and sunny, a lot brighter than my wife, Sue. She awoke sometime after me and entered the kitchen where I was preparing breakfast, complaining of a headache.“What time did you get home last night?”“About five minutes after Jon left I imagine.”“What do you mean, after Jon left?”“I saw him walking down the road away from our house when I arrived home.”“Oh, I’d forgotten, he came over asking could you help him out with a couple of jobs. I’ll call him to tell him you’re...

Cuckold
3 years ago
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Sally The Girl Next Door

I was four-years-old when the neighbors had a baby. I only vaguely remember them bringing her home for the first time. They had named their baby girl Sally. I remember being taken by my parents to the neighbor's house to meet Sally. Her mom called my mom on the phone and asked us to come see their new baby. I remember lagging behind my mom as we went in their door. Sally's mother called out to me. “Hey Billy, come on over here and see baby Sally.” Sally grew rapidly at first. However, by the...

Love Stories
2 years ago
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Sally Company Slut 2

Sally Company Slut Gets a Filthy Mouth on herHi my name is Rob and this is the third account of my wife Sally. You may wish to read these however to recap she is 24, lovely long brown hair, pretty face and clear blue eyes. Her body is amazing and there is a picture of her on the writers profile page. Large firm breasts, slim waste, flat tummy and a very nice tidy pussy.So far Sally has changed from being a shy retiring woman to a liberated sexpot, to be honest. With my full support she is...

1 year ago
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Sally Company Slut 2

Sally Company Slut Gets a Filthy Mouth on her Hi my name is Rob and this is the third account of my wife Sally. You may wish to read these however to recap she is 24, lovely long brown hair, pretty face and clear blue eyes. Her body is amazing and there is a picture of her on the writers profile page. Large firm breasts, slim waste, flat tummy and a very nice tidy pussy. So far Sally has changed from being a shy retiring woman to a liberated sexpot, to be honest. With my full support she is...

3 years ago
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Sallys Naked Bike Ride

Bob pulled up in front of Jack and Sally’s house. It was his third straight weekend to come down, and it was Friday late afternoon. The sun had gone down behind the houses on the other side of 18 th Street, and evening shadows were settling on the street.Bob wondered if Sally would greet him the way he told her to in his email, but as he was getting out of the car, he saw her step out on the porch and heard her call to him. She was naked. Her call would have been heard by anyone within a few...

1 year ago
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Sally and Her Mum

  Susan had already decided that if her 22 year old daughter Sally doesn’t have a good enough reason she is going to be put across her lap and given a spanking to remember.   In fact Susan was worried. Sally was at the shopping mall and had promised she was going to be back by 3 O’clock. It was now 4 O’clock and no phone call. She had even tried to call her daughter’s mobile but it went to voicemail. It was so unlike Sally as she knew the penalty for being late without reason.   Just then...

Spanking
1 year ago
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Sally and the Nudist Resort

It had been about a month since Sally and Jack had visited and we had had our weekend fuckfest. What wonderful memories I have of their visit. It was like an orgy. Jack would fuck Sally and then I would follow up with my turn. Sally loved it and I didn't think anyone could have that many orgasms in such a short time. Jack seemed to enjoy it as much as Sally. I think he really enjoyed watching Sally being fucked by another man, and I certainly enjoyed pleasing them both. My mind kept wandering...

Straight Sex
3 years ago
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Sally Company Slut Part 4

Sally Company Slut Part 4 Hi my name is Rob and this is the fourth account of my wife Sally. You may wish to read these however to recap she is 24, lovely long brown hair, pretty face and clear blue eyes. Her body is amazing and there is a picture of her on the writers profile page. Large firm breasts, slim waste, flat tummy and a very nice tidy pussy.So far Sally has changed from being a shy retiring woman to a liberated sexpot, to be honest. With my full support she is fucking Private Wealth...

1 year ago
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Sally

Sally Introduction to Sally.. I met Sally at work in the Bank we both worked for. She was a quiet girl in her late 20s and very conservative both in terms of how she dressed and socially. Sally had a great figure, small waist and big firm breasts which were hidden by loose fitting clothes and a beautiful long chestnut brown hair. She had a few friends from school but like her they were fairly introverted preferring a trip to the cinema rather than a night out at a club. At work she was very...

2 years ago
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First Sally Story

SallyIntroduction to Sally..I met Sally at work in the Bank we both worked for. She was a quiet girl in her late 20s and very conservative both in terms of how she dressed and socially. Sally had a great figure, small waist and big firm breasts which were hidden by loose fitting clothes and a beautiful long chestnut brown hair. She had a few friends from school but like her they were fairly introverted preferring a trip to the cinema rather than a night out at a club. At work she was very...

3 years ago
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Sally Annes Boss gives us a Surprise

E-mail [email protected] Please send comments, favourite pictures etc.!!! Sally Anne's Boss gives us a Surprise By SONIA Chapter 1 - The Email I have been dressing up as a woman or just enjoying wearing panties for quite a while and this has made my sex life with my wife, Sally Anne, almost too amazing to believe. I did not dress up very often, normally about once or twice a month but when I did I loved it! Sally Anne and I had a web site on the Internet, which...

4 years ago
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Sally Company Slut Part 5

Sally the Company Slut Part 5Hi my name is Rob and this is the fifth account of my wife Sally. You may wish to read these however to recap she is 24, lovely long brown hair, pretty face and clear blue eyes. Her body is amazing and there is a picture of her on the writers profile page. Large firm breasts, slim waste, flat tummy and a very nice tidy pussy.So far Sally has changed from being a shy retiring woman to a liberated sexpot, to be honest. With my full support she is fucking Private...

1 year ago
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Quest For The Sacred Three Sally

On Thursday morning, during her scheduled run through Hyde Park, Sally’s long blonde hair was tied behind her head. Running past the statue of Peter Pan, along the lake and up a small incline, the sexy dancer felt a lightness in her step she could not explain. The sensation was not enough to warn her about what was to happen to her.She was too busy figuring out how to throw out her boyfriend, Jake, and how she got involved with him in the first place. She did not even notice the dazzling...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi
4 years ago
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Culdesac 1 Sally

In a small urban town just north of LA where the people fit loosely around church nor state lived a young woman coming of age in this world of information. She wanted guidance, support and inspiration. Her parents raised her by one motto: 'Plain girls that want to be included in sports can't be shy. Be Courageous.' This taught her two things; 1. Don't be plain, and 2. Just go for it. Coming of age in the modern age was tough, fraught with too many choices and not enough boundary to be...

3 years ago
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When Barry Met Sally

"Oh God, oh God," the twenty-two-year-old cried loudly as she flung her naked body down once more, impaling herself on the hard cock of the equally naked twenty-five-year-old man underneath her. Sweat ran down her small heaving breasts. She flung her head back, sending long brunette hair in every direction as she approached the edge of orgasm. The equally dark-haired young man beneath her neared the same pinnacle with equal ferocity, grabbing her waist tightly and thrusting his cock deep...

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