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Party Time

It had been a long time since I’d been out to have a little fun. Work had been so busy and so stressful. There had been no time for a social life, no time for a man, and definitely no time for sex. My girlfriend, Madeline, had been telling me about this party that happens once a month. It’s supposed to be really wild and crazy. She wouldn’t tell me what that meant. All she would tell me was that it would make my stress disappear. Boy could I use that!

Last week, before I got off work, Madeline gave me the address of the party and told me to meet her there at eight. As I drove home to get ready, I wondered about what I was getting into and what I should wear. As I looked through my closet, I couldn’t find anything really appealing. Red dress, no. Navy dress, no. I was thinking I should wear something a little naughty. I mean, the whole point of this party was to get a little and relieve some stress. I finally decided to wear a cute little outfit that I kept for those particularly horny periods. I mean, this definitely qualified.

Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at myself. I think that I’m a pretty looking woman, not someone I would call beautiful. My red hair is semi-curly, shoulder length and frames my face really well. I have blue eyes and lips that can pout with the best of them. So, there I stood. Little green and red plaid skirt, cut just to above mid-thigh. A white shear blouse, white bra just barely outlined under the blouse. A pair of knee-high white stockings and a pair of plain white cotton panties. Days spent in Catholic School had taught me how to really work this outfit. I figured if this didn’t get some looks, then everyone on the planet was dead. Finishing my make up, I grabbed my purse and threw in a box of condoms. First rule, always be prepared and safe. Closing the door behind me, I was ready to get this party going.

Madeline had given me directions to the party. I pulled up in front of a giant house on a hill right outside San Francisco, in Sausalito. The drive way was full and I pulled up behind the last one. Getting out of the car, I saw Madeline running down the drive way. She stopped, and looked me over, “Damn girl, you look ready to pounce!”

I hoped that was a good thing, “Not too much for this, I hope?”

“Definitely not too much. It’s perfect!” Madeline grabbed my hand and pulled me up the drive way to the front door. There were already about twenty or thirty people inside. Some of the women were wearing jeans and shirts, some were in dresses, and a few were wearing teddies. Yep, I fit in just right, I thought to myself.

Madeline wrapped her arm around my waist and guided me to the bar. The bartender was a handsome man, probably in his mid-twenties. He was wearing boxers and an earring. That was it! He poured me a drink and smiled, “Love the outfit. I’ve always had a thing for school girls.”

Amsterdam Holiday

Selena, my wife, and I had an amazing experience some years ago. It was like we were two innocents who arrived in Amsterdam. We did all the usual tourist haunts, eventually walking around the Red Light District. We were amazed by what was on offer.

Then one day a doorman talked us into going into this very small club. He was very persuasive. We sat down at a small table and everything seemed rather dull. My wife was very nervous and she drank too much, too quickly, and she was soon very tight, giggling like a schoolgirl. Then the lights went out and we saw our very first live sex-show.

We sat there, open-mouthed in astonishment. First, there was a solo act by a really good-looking girl who masturbated with a vibrator, then a huge dildo. She buried the vibrator in her rear while stroking the dildo in and out of her wide-open pussy. I saw Selena gulping as she watched that dildo, glistening with vaginal juices, plunging ever so deep into that girl’s body. (Selena loves using big dildos on herself.)

This was followed immediately by a lesbian act. They were pretty, one dark, the other blonde, and they really looked as if they loved each other. They gave us a torrid show of female love. I heard a gasp and looking at Selena, I could see that she was really turned on by this frank display.

I’d never imagined that my foxy wife would like woman on woman action. Selena’s very big boobs were heaving, a sure sign that she was probably very wet between her legs.

Eager Beaver Goes Skiing

I went on a ski trip the week between Christmas and New Year’s. I went with my boyfriend Dave. We were going to share the cabin with Dave’s friend Jim and his girlfriend Cathy. Dave and I arrived on Sunday afternoon. Jim and Cathy were not due to arrive until midday on Monday. Dave and I had some fun 69ing on the bearskin rug in front of a big stone fireplace with a roaring fire. On Monday Jim and Cathy arrived. Jim and Dave are about the same height about 6 feet. Jim is a little thinner that Dave and a bit less muscular. Cathy is about 5 feet 6 inches and fleshy, not fat just fleshy. Dave and I left them in the cabin to get settled and we went skiing. We met for dinner and then went to a local bar for entertainment. All during dinner, Jim kept filling Cathy’s wine glass and now kept ordering drinks for her. She got very drunk, and quite uninhibited. Finally Cathy was getting too drunk to stay out so Jim took her back to the cabin.

Dave and I waited a reasonable amount of time for them to have some fun before we went back. When we entered the cabin, Cathy’s clothes were strewn all over the living room and the bearskin rug was out of place. They seemed to have had some fun before going to bed. On Tuesday the four of us went cross-country skiing in the morning and downhill in the afternoon. That evening Cathy again got rather drunk, but Dave and I decided to go home first. Dave insisted on stripping and sucking and fucking in the living room. I think he wanted to get caught. We finished up and were in the bedroom when Jim and Cathy came in. Actually it was Jim carrying Cathy in. Dave went out to help Jim get Cathy into the bedroom. They carried her into the bedroom, and Dave left Jim to play with her. (more…)

Waterfront Picnic

“I’ve got the cooler all packed,” said Sally. “We have chicken salad sandwiches, potato chips, and plenty of beer. I think we’re ready to go.”

I grabbed Sally by both ass cheeks and pulled her to me. “I’ve got the buns.” She laughed and pushed me way.

“Angela will arrive any minute so cool your jets and load the car.”

I grabbed the cooler and put it in the trunk of the minivan with the rest of the picnic supplies. We were going to the lake with Angela, Sally’s best friend. Angela had gotten divorced two years earlier. Her ex had her son for the Fourth of July weekend so she was joining us for the picnic

Angela arrived and we jumped into the minivan. After around a half hour of driving, we arrived at the lake. It was a big lake, with a marina, a swimming area and lots of picnic sites. We got a picnic site near the swimming area. As we set up for the day I watched the two ladies. Sally had on a pair of black capri pants with a white knit top. The tight pants hugged my forty-five year old wife’s round ass and the top snugly fit her large breasts. Her blonde hair framed a pretty face with dancing blue eyes. Angela was wearing pair of tight white capri pants and a black swimsuit top that nicely showed off her breasts. She’d thrown a loose white cotton shirt over the top. Unlike my conservatively dressed Sally, she looked like a woman on the prowl. She’d had trouble meeting anyone since her divorce, primarily because most single men weren’t interested in a forty-something woman with a child. Certainly it wasn’t because she wasn’t attractive. Angela was a cute little package, with shoulder-length brown hair, nice legs and a compact little ass. Her breasts weren’t as large as Sally’s but they were ample enough.

Freshman Sociology Class

My freshman year went pretty well, I’d lost my virginity, been intro- duced to group sex, and gone to Ft. Lauderdale for an X-rated spring break. I was doing well in my class work, too, having made the dean’s list my first semester and expected to the second. But, I overslept on the morning of my sociology exam and arrived over an hour late for the three hour final. My heart sank because my professor had a reputation of being Mister By-the-Rules. And, the rules were, you turn in your assignments on schedule and you take your exams on schedule or you get an F. No makeups. No excuses. When time expired, I’d only completed about two thirds of the exam.

I went to see my professor to plead my case. He held to his position – getting to the exam on time was my responsibility. I hadn’t so I had to pay the price. I begged and pleaded but didn’t budge him. Realizing I’d probably failed a course I expected an A in, I broke down and began to cry. My professor told me to get a grip on myself but I simple sobbed uncontrol- ably. He put his hand on my shoulder and asked how it would look if he let me retake the exam? I sobbed that I wouldn’t tell anyone if he just gave me an hour to finish it. He insisted I would. I sobbed and he whispered that he knew a way he could give me the extra time and guarantee I wouldn’t tell anyone. He told me if I wanted the extra hour to show up at room 12 of a motel about 4 miles from the campus. I suspected my professor thought I’d remain silent if I had to “put out” for him.

Gangbang At the Adult Movie Theater

Last summer my wife and I went back to my hometown for my 25th year HS reunion. We got to the hotel on Friday night and my wife was horny and we had a quick fuck before heading out to meet my old friends. There were 6 couples and my wife was the hottest and didn’t mind dressing to show a little cleavage. On the way back to the hotel we went by the old theater on the edge of town and it had turned in to an x-rated movie theater. I joked with my wife about stopping in and she said sure but I kept driving.

The next day we played golf with my old friends and then went to the reunion. We figured we had enough time with my old friends and it was getting lame so we headed out. As we were leaving my wife said lets go to the x-rated movie theater and we headed out.

When we got there we paid and found a place on the side. There were 3-4 other guys there and one other couple. A good porno always turns on my wife and she was definitely feeling it and started rubbing my crotch. I undid my pants and she grabbed my cock and started stroking and sucking me. It was a turn on for both of to know others around us could see my wife sucking me off. She was stroking me fast and it did not take long and I was filling her mouth with my cum. Rather than swallowing it she put her mouth to mine and we exchanged my cum both getting a taste.

Black Cock School For Girls

Carla Scott sat stiffly upright in one of the several straight back chairs that ringed the front of headmistress, Marion Elder’s large imposing desk. “Now let me make sure that I understand exactly what you’re saying, Mz. Elder,” Carla said sternly, “you’re guaranteeing that my daughter will receive daily instruction in large black erection etiquette?!?” “That is exactly what I’m saying,” the headmistress replied smoothly, “in fact we guarantee that your daughter will get at least two a day by black erections that are at least nine inches long!” “And oral sex?!?” Carla Scott asked. “Of course,” Marion Elder shot back, “that goes without saying.” “I just want to make sure that we understand each other,” Carla replied, “Meredith is my only daughter, and well, you understand that I only want what’s best for her!” “Of course I do, Mrs. Scott,” Carla replied gently, “we’ve been in the business of training young women in art of fucking huge black cocks for over seventy years.” “Of course your reputation is impeccable,” Marion answered quickly, “I just wanted to make sure for myself, that’s all.” “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Carla Elder replied. “How about a demonstration of how we operate!?!”

The Librarian

Ryan pushed the heavy cart containing at least on hundred books down the narrow library aisles, stopping occasionally to return the volumes to their proper place. To most people rummaging around a bunch of dusty books and periodicals would be a chore to be avoided at all costs, but Ryan was different, he loved feel of the books in his hands and the aroma of old manuscripts filling his nose, but especially the wealth of information found like buried treasure between the sometimes frayed covers. He was only eighteen, but already he knew what he wanted to do with his life, go to college, major in library science, and become a curator for some large research library. He wasn’t interested in checking books in and out, or sending out past due notices to tardy borrowers, no, he wanted to get into old manuscripts, first editions, and rare writings from days gone by. For now, though, just being able to work at something he truly loved was enough for him. He glanced at his watch, and said to himself, “Five minutes to closing, I better get hustling, it’s gonna take at least an hour to get all these put away!” Working at a quick pace, Ryan was almost finished restacking, when it happened, standing on the short step stool needed to reach the upper shelf, his foot slipped and he came tumbling to the floor, landing with a loud thud. The force with which he had hit the floor had been noisy enough that the head librarian, Miss Vance had heard it and brought her running. When she got to him, what she found was and unconscious Ryan, with blood trickling down his forehead.

Semester Break

“Hi, Mrs. Cameron,” Jason said while entering the foyer of the Cameron house, “is Zoey home from college yet?” “She’s up in her room with Sky,” Julie Cameron replied, “she said to just send you up when you got here!” Thanks, Mrs. C,” he replied while taking off up the stairs to her room on the second floor! “Knock first,” Julie Cameron yelled after him, “I thought I could hear a lot of moaning and groaning coming from up there, “don’t barge in on them, okay?” “Sure thing,” he yelled back, “I’ll knock first, don’t worry!” Jason stood outside of Zoey’s room at the far end of the hall, and just as her mother had predicted there was indeed a lot of noise coming from behind the door, so after looking around to make sure no one else was around, he silently pushed it open just enough to peek inside! “Oh god, I missed this,” Zoey sighed while Sky gently lapped at her , “you have the softest tongue of anyone I know, and the most talented too!” That was Jason’s cue to go inside, and in a half hurt voice he offered, “And to think I thought you liked my tongue the best!”

Harem Girl Part 1

She paddled slowly across the large pool and slid silently next to a beautiful Japanese girl and introduced herself, “Hello, my name’s Delilah, but everyone calls me Dee, I’m pretty new here, and just wondered if you could tell me exactly where we are!?!” The pretty young Asian turned to her and with incredibly sad eyes replied softly, “I’m not sure of the country, but I think we’re in the Middle East, and by the way, my name is Midori, it’s nice to meet you!” “Why are we here,” Dee asked urgently, “the last thing that I remember was walking down a bazaar in Lagos, and then nothing, until I woke up in a little room with no windows, I don’t even know what day it is, and why is everyone naked, where are our clothes!?!” Midori put her arm around the shoulder of the young American and said, “It’s a long story, but I guess we both have the time!

“I’ve been here about two years now,” the young woman related, “I was taken right off of a street in Paris where I was vacationing with some college chums from back home, it was the same for me as it was for you, all at once you are here and don’t remember anything about it!” “Why is everyone naked,” Dee asked again!?! “I’ll get to that in a moment,” Midori replied, “but the why we are here is the most important thing, and it begins with the fact that we are young and pretty, and not of Middle Eastern descent!” “Why would anyone care about that,” Dee asked softly?!? “Because men of the Middle East favor western women as their concubines,” she went on, “and while some of us may well perform those duties willingly, it is easier for someone of great means to just take us and keep us as his own!” “Y-you mean were sex slaves,” Dee replied in an unsteady voice, “my god, this is almost the twenty first century, they can’t do that to us!” “I know it is hard to comprehend,” she continued, “but no one knows where we are and would have no idea where to start looking, so we try to make the best of it!” “I’ll kill myself before I let someone rape me,” Dee said defiantly, “if they want to do me when I’m dead, well then be my guest!” The young Asian shook her head from side to side and exclaimed, “I felt the same as you when I first arrived here, but they put things in your food and give you shots to make you not care anymore,” and then with her head hung low she whispered, “and to make sure that you are always sexually aroused and ready to perform at a moments notice!”

Bare Bottom

Mrs. Larson glanced at her assignment book and announced to the class, “Everyone open up your texts to page 135 and read chapter six, I have to go to the office for a few minutes, but I shouldn’t be too long!” She entered the Principal Solon’s office and said to his secretary, “Hi Georgia, I just received a note form Mr. Solon and he wants to see me right away, is he available!?!” A slight smirk spread over the secretary’s face as she replied, “Just a second, Mrs. Larson, and I’ll find out!” “Go on in, he’s expecting you,” Georgia said, “and have a good time!” At that last remark, Krista Larson glanced back over her shoulder and gave the secretary a dark look before entering the principal’s office! Once inside she asked, “You wanted to see me Mr. Solon, I really have to hurry because I’m right in the middle of a class!?!” Ben Solon eyed the pretty thirty five year old social studies teacher and evenly, “Come over here and lift you skirt, I’m afraid you’ve been a bad girl again!”

The Dancer

“Okay now,” Bonnie asked for the last time, “you got everything under control!?!” “Uh, yeah,” he replied, “I’ve got the boom box, the CD’s, my wardrobe, and the address, I think that’s it!” “Good,” she answered, “make sure you give them a good show, now the deal is they give you five hundred up front, and you get to keep two, any tips you make are all yours!” What if they pay me by check,” he questioned?!? “It doesn’t matter how they pay you, you bring back either the check or cash to me and I’ll cut you a check,” she replied, “the tips are almost always in cash so you just pocket that!” “What time do you have to be there,” she continued on!?! “Seven o’clock,” he replied, “but I’m gonna get there about and hour early to get changed and set up!” “Good lad,” she added, “and by the way, Brian, good luck on your first gig!” “Thanks, boss,” he replied, and then he headed out the door!

A week ago he was working in a bar for four bucks and hour and tips, and now he was on his way to a bachelorette party as the main attraction for a two hundred dollar minimum! Was he nervous, you bet, since he had never taken his clothes off in front of more than one female at a time, this was definitely going to be a new experience for him! He found the address and before he knew it, he was knocking on the front door and wondering exactly what the hell he’d gotten himself into! A flash of panic swept through him, and for a second he considered turning tail and running back to his car, but before he could move, the door swung open and a cute redhead invited him inside! “You must be Brian,” she said with smile, “I’m Cori, glad you could make it!” “You’re early,” she said while leading him into the large great room that was already laid out and ready to go with food and a bar, “would you like something to eat or drink, we have plenty!?!” “A soft drink would be nice,” he replied while looking the place over, “this is a good room for a party, lots of room to move around in!” “You should know,” she said with a chuckle, “I mean about room to move around, you being a dancer and all!” “Oh yeah, right,” he replied, “there’s plenty of room in here, by the way, how many are you expecting!?!” Just ten of us, plus the bride to be,” she replied, “oh, and by the way, I’ll give you the check right now, five hundred, is that right!?!” “Exactly,” he said gratefully, just glad he didn’t have to bring the money thing up himself! She handed him the check and at the same time stared hard into his eyes and said softly, “You wouldn’t mind letting me get a preview of the merchandise before my guests arrive would you?!?”

Well, this was going to come up sooner or later, and after all, this was the reason he was here, to make money, so boldly he replied, “Sure, but all private peeks cost money!” She broke into a grin and responded, “How much for the peek, sugar!?!” “Twenty five for a peek,” he rejoined, “and fifty on up for a little more intimate look!” Out of nowhere she produced a fifty dollar bill and asked softly, “What’ll this get me, honey?!?” He plucked the bill from between her fingers and replied, “That will give you the privilege of removing my shorts, and spending the next ten minutes getting orally acquainted with me!” Without saying a word, she led him over to a small connecting room and for the next ten minutes gave him one of the best blowjobs he had ever experienced, and he was about to tell her that he was gonna shoot, but he decided to keep quiet and surprise her! Some surprise, she gobbled down his cum like it was the nectar from the gods and did a yeomen job of not spilling even a drop! She quickly go to her feet and excused herself to get ready for the arrival of her guests, leaving him to clean up his cock and to get ready to “go on stage”!

Brian sat in the small room drinking his soda and watching television while waiting for Cori to bring him out! He was nervous to be sure, but he figured most of them would be pretty smashed by the time he hit the floor, and besides, he had a pretty nice build and all these broads wanted to see was some male skin, the dancing was just a necessary excuse for his being there! He was wearing a tear away tee shirt and shorts, and of course a g-string, nothing too elaborate, as he relied on the old KISS system, keep it simple stupid! There was knock on the door and Cori stuck her head in and said with grin, “Okay, stud boy, you’re on!” For the next twenty minutes or so, Brian gyrated to the beat of a compilation of dance hits that kept him bouncing around the floor from woman to woman! When he was down to his g-string, the woman went crazy as they touched and poked at his private parts through the thin gauzy material! Several shout of take it off rang out, and without warning, one of the woman grabbed his covering and tore it from his crotch leaving him totally naked in front of eleven screaming females, and as he moved slowly through the crowd of clapping and screaming women, the touching became more intimate and he immediately became erect, which was like waving a red flag in front of a mad bull!

The bride to be was smashed out of her gourd, and on most occasions she would never have done what she was about to do, but with the alcohol and encouragement of her friends, she grabbed Brian by the cock and took him into her mouth and began sucking like a baby on a bottle! Another woman took off her top and began pressing her naked breasts into his back, while another one started licking and sucking on his nipples! He caught Cori’s eye and mouthed the words, “Another two hundred,” and she just laughed and held up two c-notes and encouraged him on with a cheer or two of her own! When he thought he was about to cum, one of the women yelled out, “Fuck him, Patty, he’s got a big cock and this might be the last strange dick you ever get!” Several of Patty’s “friends” pulled her off his cock and lay her down on the couch and pulled off her slacks and panties leaving her open wet pussy ready to be taken! Her eyes were a bit glassy, so as he mounted her he asked, “Are you sure, Patty, just say the word and I’m outta here!?!” Instead, however, she grabbed him by his cock and pulled it towards her hairy muffy and begged, “Give it to me hard and fast, I need it really bad!” Another round of cheers rose up from the peanut gallery, and since she really wanted it, Brian rammed his meat in with brutal force, inducing an orgasm out of the helpless woman on the first stroke! He pounded away at her for another five minutes or so, thinking to himself that on her honeymoon she’d probably still be thinking about this fuck and wishing her husband could do it like the guy at the party!

She must have cum three or four times, Brian had completely lost count as his own orgasm was building like a tsunami deep inside of his groin! When it became evident he was about ready to shoot, one of the women screamed out, “Pull out and let us see you cum,” and even though he was in the throes of his own climax, the idea of not shooting it inside of her really had a lot of merit, so just before he exploded, he jerked out of her pussy and blew load after load of hot spunk all over her bare belly, accompanied by the clapping of every other woman in the room! One of the dumb bitches was so drunk, that she leaned down and licked up all of the leftover cum that was splattered all over Patty’s soft belly, and just for laughs, Brian encouraged another one to clean up Patty’s pussy with her mouth, and after a moments hesitation, that is exactly what she did!

Half of the women were passed out when Brian was leaving, but Cori slipped the extra two bills into his hand along with a note which he read when he got out to his car, and it read, “Brian, loved your show, both before and after, my number is 555-2345, call me, I want you to do an encore, Cori”! He stuck the cash and the note into his pocket, and with a chuckle, headed for home!

The Hostess

“Julia, I must say that the table looks absolutely divine,” gushed her good friend Minerva. “I second that motion,” Abra rejoined enthusiastically, “I don’t know how you do it, but every time I eat here it’s like dining at The Rainbow Room.” Julia took her seat at the head of the table as her three dinner companions took theirs, that being Abra, Minerva, and last but certainly not least, Rhonda, who of course every one called Roni. As was their usual custom, they were all dressed up for their once a month dinner party. “So, Julia,” Abra asked, “what’s on the menu for this evening?.?” “Are you referring to the dinner menu or dessert,” Julia replied with a laugh.?. “Either one or both,” Abra retorted. “Well then,” Julia responded, “I guess I’ll answer both of your questions, for dinner it’s poached salmon with almonds, and for dessert, it’s, well let me show you, Mia darling, you may start bringing in the dinner.”

All of the eyes at the table turned to see who was coming through the kitchen door. “Oh, my,” Roni gasped, “s-she’s beautiful, where on earth did you find her.?.” The object of Roni’s question pushed a serving cart to the edge of the table and began placing tossed salads in front of each of the diners. Mia continued around the table until everyone was served and then asked, “Do you need anything else, Miss Julia?.?” “Not until the main course, dear,” Julia replied, “you can go into the kitchen and get everything set up.” “Very good, ma’am,” the young girl replied, “just call if you need me.” After she had left the room, the three ladies all turned to Julia and began asking all sorts of questions all at once, until finally Julia raised her hand and said, “Hold it, one at a time, we have all evening, take it easy.” Minerva was the first to speak and asked, “Good lord, how old is she, she looks so young.?.” “Eighteen,” she just graduated from high school,” Julia shot back. “Where did you ever find her,” asked Roni, “girls like her don’t grow on trees.?.” “Actually, I met her at the bank, she was applying for a job and I offered her a better one,” Julia replied. Then finally, Abra asked the evenings most pertinent question, “Is she as tasty as she looks.?.” All Julia said was, “Better.