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Ginger Works On The Beach

Attending a collage in the south has many benefits not the least of which is frequent road trips to the beach. On this particular trip it was myself and five fraternity brothers looking for a little fun and sun down on the gulf coast. We arrived Thursday afternoon around 2: PM and checked into our hotel. Typical collage guys on a budget, we were jamming the room. After the fights to see who got the beds and who got the floor Steve, Allen, Scott and myself decided to see if we could find a place to rent jet skies. We figured on Thursday afternoon they may not be to busy so we might be able to cut a deal. John and Chris were too broke so they decided to cruse the beach and check out the local talent.

After driving along the bay for a while we spotted a sign and pulled off to check it out. There was a pontoon boat about 20 feet long pulled up on the sand of the bay shore and next to it were 4 SeaDoos. We got out and walked toward the pontoon boat and about then she stood up from a lounge chair on the deck. This was the most perfect girl I had ever seen. We all just stood there and stared at her perfect body. She looked to be about 19 and was about 5’2″ tall. Her hair was waist length blonde and her eyes were so blue you could see them shining from 20 feet away which is where we were. She had perfect tits, not too big and not too small with nipples that were poking at her bikini top just enough to see them. Her ass was perfect and I mean perfect. She was tan to a golden bronze and she shined just a little from the sun tan oil on her body. She finally broke the silence with a big smile and a “How you boys doing,” southern draw hello. That was it for me, I was in love. Died and in heaven, this girl was just too hot to believe and I was looking right at her.

Scott spoke up and asked if she was renting the SeaDoos which she was so she proceeded to give us all the details and cost. I pretended to listen but just stood next to her and breathed as deep as I could in order to smell her. The guys gave her a sob story about not having enough money and she made us an offer. Because it was getting late she would let us ride for half price if we would help her put the boats back on the trailer when we were through. We agreed whole heartily and she said she would call her boyfriend and tell him not to come down to the launch tonight. She told us her name was Ginger and gave us final instructions and took our money. We were to ride for a half hour and then she would take the pontoon boat across the bay to the boat launch where the trailer was parked. We were to fallow on the SeaDoos and load them for her then she would bring us back across to our car on her pontoon boat.

Off we went on our wet adventure but I just keep thinking about Ginger and her perfect tan body. It’s hard to ride a SeaDoo with a stiff one in your trunks but I managed. Soon we saw Ginger driving the pontoon boat away from shore and we fell in behind her and played in the small wake made by the boat. Because we were now cursing at a slow speed we gathered close enough together to talk to each other. From behind the pontoon boat you could see Ginger’s perfect ass barely covered by her thong bikini. We laughed and talked about how nice it would be to get a piece of her. The 20 minuet cruise across the bay was filled with very graphic talk of what we would do with her sweet body if given the chance. When we reached the other side we all jumped off our boats in the cool water to relieve the hard-ons. That could have been embarrassing but we got over it quick. The boats were loaded quickly on a large trailer that held them all and Ginger pulled them out and parked her truck and locked it. We jumped on the pontoon boat and Ginger climbed onboard with a big smile and said, “Let’s go for ride boys,” in that sweet draw, making my cock hard again. I had to sit down and cover with a towel.

We motored away from shore and Ginger offered us a beer from the cooler on the front deck. “Great,” I thought, that might help my hard-on go away. We drank and talked to Ginger as she drove. The sun was setting and a red glow filled the sky to give everything a new tint. In this light Ginger’s tan had turned so golden brown that she looked like a piece of art and not a real person.

Show Off

Charlene was aching to show her tattoo to some guys. She did not want to show off to anybody she knew because they were all married and she was afraid the wives would get mad if they found out. I was hesitant to give her too much encouragement because after the episode in the tattoo parlor, I was afraid she might lose control and do more than show her tattoo. She assured me that would not happen. Then one night she told me that she had displayed her tattoo to a sales clerk while she was trying on swimming suits. She tried on a thong and asked the guy how he thought she looked in it. He commented on her tattoo, asked her all about it and this seemed to satisfy her. Actually I knew this was just the beginning. I was still fantasizing about her doing somebody else while I watched and I decided to just wait. I was sure the opportunity would present itself before too long.

About a month later we were invited to a birthday party at a local bar. We arrived early and stayed late. We both had too much to drink. As it got late, the crowd in the bar changed and a lot of people I did not know filled the bar. Charlene was having a good time talking to people she hardly knew. I noticed that she seemed to be especially engrossed in a conversation with a group of guys at a table on the other side of the bar. Her back was to me and there was a small partition between her table and an empty table.

I thought it would be fun to listen in on her conversation so I took a fresh drink and moved into position behind her. The guys she was talking to did not know either one of us so they did not recognize me. Charlene was busy talking and was none the wiser. It was hard to hear, but I began to pick up bits and pieces of the conversation. They were trying to talk her into showing them her tattoo. She was wearing a pair of tights that zipped up the back. I loved her to wear those tights because it really showed off her ass.

Three Men and a Little Slut

“If you don’t like the idea of me being home late again, you can always come along and help me.” said Mary with a pout.

“You must be kidding!” I responded to my wife, “I’m completely wiped out by the time I finish work, the last thing I want to do is to start helping you with your trade fair exhibition!”

We continued our breakfast in comparative silence; the only words spoken being curt requests to pass the coffee or sugar. This was typical of my wife to spring this on me at the last minute. Apart from anything, I had a busy schedule today with meetings backed right up to 6pm. All I wanted to do later was to eat my dinner and fall asleep in front of the TV. The early meal finished, there followed a quick peck of a kiss as we headed for our respective cars for the arduous journey into work.

As I negotiated the traffic on my way to the office, I half listened to the radio and half thought about how unreasonable I believed Mary had become recently. Since starting her own business six months ago, all she seemed to do was work. Her time at home had become less and less and our sex life was now practically non-existent. The trade exhibition that she was currently involved in was just the icing on the cake! I was certainly feeling more than a little left out, and the fact that we hadn’t had sex in over a month was not helping at all.

The day passed slowly. The meetings were boring and did nothing to help lift my sombre mood. I was working on a report alone in my office at 4pm when I heard a knock on my door. Daniel, my secretary, strode in.

“Mr. Cooper. Your 4:30 has just telephoned to cancel, I’m afraid. He wants to re-schedule for later in the week if that’s ok? I checked your diary and you can do Thursday at 10:00 – Shall I organise that for you?”

I looked up and smiled at Daniel. “Sure Danni, that’s fine.” I watched as she turned to leave. Danni was only twenty three but extremely efficient. She also possessed a killer body and did little to conceal it. Today’s attire was no exception; the short black mini skirt was hardly suitable for the office, but as it afforded my a great view of her long tanned legs and a hint at her tight little butt, so I didn’t really have the heart to tell her not to wear it again!

The blouse was white silk and almost transparent and those wonderful firm tits encased in a half cut bra, bounced and swayed tantalisingly as she walked. Every time I saw her, these days, I seemed to get an erection. Trying to get the vision of Danni’s boobs out of my mind for a moment, I realised that, without my last meeting, I would be able to get away early. I briefly toyed with the idea of asking Danni if she would like to join me for a drink, but then thought better of it. What the hell would she want to be seen out with an old fart like me for? Anyway, I rationalized, If I could finish the report soon, I could get over to the exhibition and help Mary pack up quickly. Maybe there would even be time for a romantic meal at a restaurant before going home, it might put her in the mood for a little loving later on, I thought!

At Home Audition

I had not been talking to Tom much after I caught him at my house with my wife. I figured I would let him stew for a while. We still joked around but when ever he tried to bring up another audition for my wife I would change the subject and tell him I thought it was too soon.

One Saturday morning I had just finished mowing the lawn and was putting the mower away when Debbie came rushing out to the garage wide eyed and obviously excited. She was so excited the words came flowing so fast I could barely make out what she was saying. “Mr. Dingle and Ed and Roy and the fat associate producer are all coming over to tell me about my audition in Spike Lee’s new movie and I told them I would fix them something to eat and we need some wine and we need to get everything ready I figured we would eat out back on the patio and I just don’t know what to wear and I am so excited and they will be here around 3:00 and we need to maybe bar-b-que something for them, maybe steaks and ohh what will I wear!!!”

After I calmed her down as much as possible I assured her I would pick up some wine and steaks and help her get everything ready. Inside I was seething. “To think those assholes are coming to my place, my home, in broad daylight, with me here!” I vowed to make a serious attempt to kick Tom’s ass for showing those other assholes where my wife and I lived. My mind was racing as I was tossing steaks in my shopping cart. “How the hell was I going to play this? I had to act like I knew nothing. Worse yet, I had to act like these idiots were legit. I knew that as long as I was there at least they would not try anything with Debbie. I made up my mind to get enough of everything so they would not be able to ask Debbie to send me out for anything.” I cussed them all the way back home.

Happy New Year

On New Year’s eve of 1997 I experienced the most exciting sexual event of my life and I have never been the same since. A dull, boring lifestyle has been replaced with one of unceasing erotic pleasures. But I get ahead of myself, let me go back six months to tell you how this all unfolded.

It started last year with an invitation to a New Year’s party hosted by my wife’s boss. My wife, Joslyn, is a paralegal at a prestigious law firm here in Miami. Joslyn is a tall redhead, 5′ 9″, and has retained her shapely figure even after 15 years of marriage and two kids. Joslyn’s boss is a gorgeous but icy beauty named Eleanor who has a reputation as one of the toughest divorce attorneys in town. She must be tough because she has gone through three husbands and gotten rich in the process. I’ve often wondered what kind of woman really was underneath her ice queen demeanor, store-bought but spectacular breasts and long legs.

I even began to visualize myself seducing her, breaking down her coldness in the process. In fact, I had begun to fantasize more and more about other women as Joslyn and I seemed to have sex only once in a blue moon. Lately, Joslyn seemed to need to work late almost every night of the week, leaving little time for intimacy. She would come in at 11 or 12 at night, hair mussed, wearing smeared make-up and go immediately to sleep with no explanation for her late hours other than “working on a case”. As the party date approached I felt less and less enthusiastic about spending New Year’s eve with a frigid wife and a bunch of stuffed-shirt attorneys. Boy, was I in for a surprise. The party went along as expected, full of dull, repetitive legal talk, until many of the guests began to leave at about one a.m.

Multi Cum Slut

My wife and I had a housemate that lived with us for more than three years. This narrative is the true story about how our housemate and I enabled the way for my wife to blossom onto becomes this incredibly horny, multi-orgasmic nymphomaniac. This was not something we planned or tried to do. It just sorta went along on its own momentum after we got her to try a threesome. From then on the housemate would join us in bed whenever we all got the urge. Which was four or five times a week! This worked out really great cuz the three of us had such amazingly fun times. The threesome was the catalyst for the wife’s transmutation into this unbelievably hot and nasty cum-slut. This describes how it all began and how the dynamics played together.

We had partied with the housemate a couple of times prior to the nite these events first took place. He was around 6-5, 240 lbs, might have been an all-pro defensive end had he stayed in college football. My wife and I were opening a new business, a retail lingerie store. During the day the three of us worked on getting the place ready to open and at nite we were going thru the new inventory that was arriving daily. I mentioned to my spouse that the housemate would enjoy seeing her pose in some of our new merchandise and she thought about it and said “OK, but nothing too revealing..” While she was upstairs I told our housemate what my wife was going to do and we agreed that we’d should see how far we could get her to go.. The first outfit she modeled a nice lace red bra and thong set. My spouse loved seeing both our reactions to the outfits she wore After a few nights of ever more daring outfits and teasing both us guys, my wife asked me if we should invite him up to the bedroom. Of course, I said, “Yes!” I love it when a plan comes together!

New Years Eve Deceit

My wife and I had talked about her fucking another guy, him joining us for a threesome. She said “No Way Jose, End of Story!” and was mad at me for even suggesting it! Ok ok I got the picture but didn’t think it was so unreasonable or “repulsive” as she termed it. This was a couple of months ago ok? So now on New Years Eve ’97 and we are out to dinner at Traxx in a nearby town. Nice place good food and booze. We dine alone, pleasant conversation. On our way out we run into a couple of guys my wife knows from her education classes at the state university. Oh I forgot, my wife is just 50 and still pretty but is developing a small spare tire, but has great tits and a nice ass and great legs.

We stop to chat and soon we are at a table having a couple of drinks with these two guys who are about 25 years junior to my wife and I. Good looking sorta. One white, one Black. After about 30 minutes I excuse myself to go to the john. When I return to the table it is empty. The waitress saw the perplexed look on my face and said they had just left a minute or so ago. I scooted out the door and just got a glimpse of a car go by with what looked to be my wife in the middle front seat. Lucky for me our car was close and I was just able to catch up to them without speeding too badly.

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.

Jack Is Wild

“I still don’t know why you don’t just have a sewing bee or something,” Jack said, as he dug the folding card table out of the back of the storage space.

“Oh, my God. You sound like a Neanderthal. We don’t plan on smoking fat cigars or anything. We just decided to get together for poker, that’s all.” Lisa shrugged and gave him a little grin. She had her light brown hair pulled through the back of a baseball cap, a look that always seemed sexy to Jack, although he could never figure out why.

Jack didn’t really mind that the four ladies were all coming over for a game of poker. He just didn’t want to seem too anxious, because he didn’t want Lisa getting jealous. She’d met her friends at aerobics, so they were all in fantastic shape. He’d often fantasized about them, and for the poker night he had agreed to play the proper host and serve them drinks and food.

Jack managed to hide his excitement for the next few hours, and pretended to be resigned to playing the butler when the doorbell finally rang. He answered the door and invited Brianna and Tanya into the house. Brianna was a small blonde, with the tiny features to match – a fact that had led Jack to fantasize often about tying her up and making her squeal with pleasure. Tanya had dark hair and was fuller figured. Jack had wondered how those breasts would look as she rode up and down on his cock.

Using his best W.C. Fields voice, Jack said, “Evening, ladies. Come right in, come right in. Welcome to the party.”

Brianna and Tanya laughed a little and Jack offered them a drink. They both asked for a beer, and just as he had finished serving them, the bell rang again. At the door were Marie and Amy. Marie had long red hair that Jack suspected wasn’t her real color. Amy had oriental features that drove Jack wild, although he tried hard not to let on to that fact.

Ball Game Balling

“Oh, c’mon honey. We can’t see the screen with you standing there!”

Janice gave myself and my two friends a petulant, sulky look and stomped off to the kitchen.

“Oh well,” I said to Frank, sitting next to me, “I guess we better not ask her to bring us a beer!”

Frank and my other friend, Joey laughed as I got up from my seat to get the beers myself. “Tell me if I miss anything.”

The ball game had been an exciting one so far; the lead switching from team to team as the game progressed. I was reluctant to tear myself away from the TV, but we all needed that liquid refreshment essential to watching any sporting event!

“How long is this stupid game going on?” asked my wife as I opened the fridge, “I’m bored!”

She smiled that impish little grin at me. The one she knows I find hard to resist. “I’m also feeling a little horny, baby. C’mon, get rid of these guys and forget the game, I got something hot just for you!”

I thought about it. My wife can be a hot little bitch when she wants. But I stood firm. “Sorry honey, It’ll have to wait a while, the game’s just getting interesting, and the guys want their beer!”

I could almost feel her icy stare on my back as I returned to the lounge to resume watching the game. Frank, Joey and myself watched, drank and cheered as our team increased their lead. At one point I heard Janice stomping up the stairs and assumed that she was going to watch a soap or something on the TV in our bedroom. I paid no more attention to her until, several minutes later I heard her returning. Joey was sitting by the door and was the first to see her as she entered the room. His eyes stood out on stalks as he looked at my wife. Whilst she was upstairs, she had changed her clothes and now appeared before us barefoot and wearing only the briefest pair of shorts and a thin cotton t-shirt. It was obvious that she had not worn a bra under the shirt and her large breasts bobbed and jiggled under the thin material as she walked. Her attitude had changed as well. She stood in front of us smiling sweetly.

“Can I get you more drinks, boys?”

The Adventures of Cheryl

Watching my wife fuck other men has always been a huge turn on for me. I love the way she loses herself in pleasing other men. When we first got into the swinging lifestyle, we only had threesomes with a guy friend of mine. Then we tried threesomes with a female friend also. But my wife mostly liked to be with men. Soon she wanted to try other men, and many more of them. We got a chance to go to a swinger’s party where they usually set a woman up for gangbangs. Cheryl was happy to hear about this and was eager to go to check it out. When she saw the line of men waiting for a turn with the lucky lady of the night, she was jealous. She quickly volunteered to help keep the men hard before they had their turn with the woman. When the night was over, she talked to the host’s and asked to be set up for a gangbang next month. They agreed, and everything was set up.

Cheryl went to the local adult video and lingerie shop and bought the sluttish outfit she could find. It was a black latex outfit that was accented with chains for a bra. The panties were chains also. The outfit also came complete with a collar. Her huge enhanced pierced tits overflowed the chains and looked as though they would break those chains. She also bought a pair of black high heels with a steel spike for a heel.

The day she bought her new outfit, I had just come home with my friend Paul. Paul has fucked Cheryl in the past and knew that we were going to go to a party for her to be gangbanged. He was so envious of me. Cheryl came out of the room to show us this outfit and we just had to have her. But she told us that this outfit was only for when she was going to be gangbanged, not for just two guys. She wouldn’t let us touch her unless we found at least 4 other guys to fuck her all at once. I quickly got on the phone with the host’s of the party that we were going to attend and asked if they knew anyone that would be free tonight to come over and fuck my wife. Mark told me that he was free, and that he’ll stop by his friend Ray’s house and see who they could gather up. Ray is a tall black guy that Cheryl really enjoyed sucking his long cock at the last party.

Wife Becomes a Slut

My wife Lynn is a compulsive flasher and exhibitionist. Ever since I have known her she has been making sure that she lets people see her body. When we have friends or family stay, she always manages to never quite shut the bedroom or bathroom door or she walks into the living room in a towel on the pretext of asking a question and accidentally drops the towel. She often goes bra-less and wears tops that hang down when she bends or leans forward which always happens to be when there is someone in a position to look down her top.

At work her skirts have always been short and the tops low cut and she has never been one to hold down a dress on a windy day. She often does the housework in the nude and even hangs the washing out wearing just the bottom half of her bikini, particularly when she knows our neighbour’s teenage son is home. I have never minded this behaviour as it generally makes her randy and if she has managed a good flash we end up having great sex. I guess you would say that it is all reasonably tame behaviour, however it has added a degree of spice to our marriage over the years.

A series of events that occurred recently however have changed her behaviour significantly and I am still endeavouring to come to terms with it all. We were watching the cricket on TV and there was a streaker, an attractive young girl who managed to run three quarters of the way across the oval before the constabulary managed to grab her and cover her with a coat. It was obvious that the girl enjoyed herself and thought it was a great lark.

The Firm and the Hard

Chris was very pleased with himself. He recently received a promotion to regional sales manager along with a very nice raise at the Thompson Insurance Company, the company where he worked. He could hardly wait to tell Jennifer, his lovely blonde wife of ten years.

One of the VP’s knocked on the door to his office. William Tyndall, the VP over the department came into Chris’ new office and closed the door. Mr. Tyndall casually sat on the edge of the new executive’s desk.

“Hello, Chris,” he said. “Congratulations on your recent promotion. You have moved up very nicely now and have even greater promotion potential within the company, if you play your cards right. Do you know what I mean?”

“Ahh, no, Mr. Tyndall,” replied Chris. “I’m not exactly sure what you mean by playing my cards right.” Chris was really quite naive.

“Now that you are an executive, Chris, please call me Bill.”

Chris was surprised at Mr. Tyndall’s lack of formally. It was almost always grounds for termination if an employee didn’t call Mr. Tyndall, “Mr. Tyndall.”

“Bill” also had the derogatory nickname of “Billy Boy.” It was rumored that if you were ever caught calling him that derogatory name, you would be fired right then and there on the spot.

“Chris, the company has great plans for you. If you play your cards right, fortune and fame will come your way. Well, no, not really, but your future bonuses will depend upon you and your wife. Now that you are one of us, you and your lovely bride, what’s her name? Jennifer isn’t it? Will be invited to participate in other Reindeer Games,” he joked.

“Yes, sir, my wife’s name is Jennifer.”

“You two have been invited to join our exclusive club which meets for drinks and dinner every Saturday night at the Thompson estate. You and your wife should really get dressed up for an intimate night of dining and dancing. Ol’ Man Thompson really knows how to throw a helluva party.”

“Let me check with my wife to see if we can make it, okay?”

“Sure, sure. Go ahead and check with the little lady. Oh, by the way,” Bill said. “Have you two ever done any swinging before?”

Husband And Wife Enjoy A Glory Hole

My wife and I are in our mid-30’s and have a normal boring sex life. We decided to go away for the weekend to an area with a lot of small shops and left the kids with friends. We got into the hotel after the 3 hour drive, had dinner and sex that night and went to sleep. In the morning my wife was a little hornier than normal and we had sex that morning also.

We spent the day shopping and then drove to a restaurant in the next city. On the way there we noticed an adult book store. We decided to stop there on the way back to pick up some x-rated DVD’s and maybe s new vibrator for my wife. M wife would always send me into to those stores and she would wait in the car, this time she wanted to go in also since we were far from home and no one would know us.

We had a nice dinner and we headed to the store. It was a Saturday night and there were quite a few people in there. My wife noticed that there were booths in the back and she whispered in my ear that she wanted to give me a BJ in one of the booths.

The Millenium Party

My wife and I have been married for seven years. We are both in our thirties and have no children. She is an accountant and I am an attorney. We both work for large firms and spend a lot of hours working. Beth is 5’5″ with a cheerleader’s athletic build. Her ass is nice and round and firm. She had breast augmentation surgery two years ago and her tits are too big for her frame which makes it obvious to everyone, especially the women, that hers are “store bought.” She tells me that she has shown her new tits to a few of the guys at work, but I have never been present when she has done so.

I don’t really object because it hardly makes sense to have the surgery if your not going to show them off. She has been very discreet, however, because it would mean big trouble at work if she were caught. She has, to my knowledge, always showed her tits to her co-workers when she was out of town on business trips. I always wondered how she could get away with showing her tits to these guys and not end up getting fucked, especially when they were all away from home, but she assured me that it never went beyond “show and tell.”

Before we got married we both led active sex lives, but Beth definitely had many more partners than I did. She even admitted to a few threesomes and one foursome while in college. It all started when she was a sophomore and made the mistake of agreeing to go home with a couple of guys after a party. She wanted to fuck one of the guys and did not realize he wanted to share her with his friend. After the word got out that she would do more than one guy, she had plenty of offers and opportunities. However, after she did three guys from the basketball team one night she was afraid things would get out of hand and refused to participate in any other gang bangs. Several guys tempted her with their big schlongs but she managed to avoid being the party girl until she graduated and moved on to the big city.

BBW Wife Cuckold Husband and Me

“I’ll be there at 8, be ready,” and I hung up, that’s all that needed to be said with Wendy. It started as a way for her to pay her husband’s gambling debts but after one month we all knew they where hooked. Her husband was such a wimpy man that before I came along the poor woman had no sex life, then after seeing me fuck her, their sex life was revived.

The sex between Wendy and I just got nastier and nastier with her insisting that John her husband be there to witness it, at first because it was his debts she was paying with her body but later because she got off humiliating him. The thing was that he got off on it too as did I, which is why 6 months later I still see them both at least once a month.

At first it was a simple affair with me calling around and taking her in front of him but later we started going out and making him watch me feel her up in public or watch her flash her giant tits or ass to strangers. It seemed the more we abused him the more he got off and Wendy was worse than him, she would play at being shocked or trying to say no but she would come in seconds as soon as I touched her.

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.

Taken At Both Ends

My wife and I have always enjoyed a varied sex life and this has improved as the years have gone by. I am 32 and my wife is 34 with an enjoyable figure. Recently we have taken to acting out fantasies. My wives favourite is where she has used a service and when asked to pay does not have enough money so offers sexual favours to cover her bill.

Six months ago my wife went out dressed in a mini skirt, high heels, no bra, g-string and a revealing top and she told me that she wanted to enact a fantasy that she had wanted to try out. I was asked to drive past and pick her up just as if I were a taxi. This I did. At our house I asked her for her fare and she said she could not pay but could I come in whilst she got me some money. As I walked in the door she turned to me put her arms around me and started to kiss me, shen then whispered in my ear that she had another way to pay if I was interested. With that she knelt in front of me and slowly undid my flies.

Perhaps I can pay you like this she said and started to slowly suck my cock. I tried to stop her saying I wanted my money but the expert sucking soon shut me up. I called her a common slut and that she must swallow all my spunk to cover the full fare. I soon felt the magic feeling and erupted a massive load of spunk in her mouth. She swallowed all of it and sucked me dry. I thanked her and told her to ring me any time she wanted to exchange a free lift for a sexual favour.

The Workmen and My Boss

My names Chris, im 23 years old and this is a story of what happened about a month ago. I work in a local Record shop, iv’e been there for a couple of years it’s not a ideal job but I enjoy it and it pays my bills. As it’s a small shop it never gets very busy so I work there fulltime with my boss and a guy that works there at weekends.

My boss is 42 years old and for the sake of this story i’m going call her Pam. Me and Pam get on really well, we have worked together for a good few years. Shes married with two sons. She been happily married now for 20 years and told me that her Husband was the only man she had been with all her life.

Let me explain Pam in abit more detail. She’s 5ft 3ish and still has a good figure for her age with good size boobs and shapley legs. We have a very open friendship and often talk about anything and everything, mainly our conversations end up on the subject of Sex, she has said in the past that she wished that she had tried sex with over people other than her husband and once she hinted that she had a fantasy of having Groupsex with a bunch of men at the same time.

After Party Fun

I sat on the couch thinking I shouldn’t have had so much to drink. I didn’t know whose house I was in, but whoever lived there had thrown a great party. I had spent the night dancing, drinking, and generally having a good time. Now, however, it was getting late, and a lot of people had left. When Dan saw me on the couch he came over and sat next to me. I suppose one could say that Dan and I were dating. We had shared a chemistry class, and had ended up sleeping together within the first month we met. I wouldn’t have called us boyfriend and girlfriend; we were more like sex buddies. We hung out together, but mostly to have sex. He had heard about this party, and invited me along. We both knew what would be coming later, and I was looking forward to it. We had already done it once, earlier that afternoon in his apartment, but I knew we would do it again when we got back his place.

He kissed me, and we started making out on the couch. I felt his hand make its way along my inner thigh under my dress. I wasn’t wearing panties or a bra per his request. His fingers gently caressed the outer folds of my vagina getting me wet. He knew how to touch me, and he was getting me hot. I was kind of drunk, and didn’t care if anyone was looking our way, they would have known what Dan was doing to me. When I finally did see a guy or two peeking at us, I assumed they had got an eye full.

“I want to see you do another guy,” I heard Dan whisper in my ear.