two dicks

	Username: dickinher2157
	Date: 13-Jun-2017 18:47:40
	Mood: in love
	Music:

The three of us were playing cards and watching TV. We decided to spice the game up we all agreed that the winner would get blind folded and get a 20 minute body massage by one of the two losers without knowing which one. I won the game so they put the blind fold on  and I went to the room took my shirt off and laid down on my stomach. He started giving me a massage in the shoulder area. I was quiet and relaxed. His hands moved close to my under arms and around my tits I opened my mouth and started to breath hard. Then he slipped my leggings and thong down and started rubbing my ass and legs.
They told me to leave the blind fold on so I couldn't see who was rubbing and fucking me. Hubby rolled me over and started kissing me on my lips and on my tits while he moved down to my pussy. I loved having both of touching and feeling on my body not knowing whose hands were where! They switched and hubby  moved his hands up my legs, and he started to move his hands closer and closer to my tits. At that point I had nothing on except the blindfold! I was smiling and asking who was doing what. They both told me to shut up and that's when he grabbed the gag and put it in my mouth. Both of them got naked and switched positions. He started to kiss me by my belly.. Then he went down kissing my pussy. I started to move and breath harder.. hubby brought his body closer to me and asked if I was going to behave I shook my head yes and he took the gag off and put his dick  closer to my face.. i  pulled on hubby's dick and started to suck on it. Spitting on it and getting it wet and ready. Hubby move down and start to  fuck me as I  start sucking Him. He's fucking my face hard and hubby's fucking me harder I still have the blind fold on so I can't see who's doing what. Hubby pulled out and bend me over and he slides in while you get in front of me and shove your dick down my throat. He's pulling my hair and I'm gagging and chocking on your dick. He cums in me and he tells me to reach back and play with it. Hubby stopped and lay me down on my stomach he covered my mouth with one hand and slide his dick in and started fucking me hard I'm screaming but no one can hear me cause his hands covering my mouth. Hubby pound my pussy telling me I'm going to be sore tomorrow. Hubby let my mouth go and pulled my hair back so he can get in my guts and finish. Hubby pound it a couple more times and pull out and cum all over my back. We finish he leaves and we get in the shower and wash❤️

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my wife wants to kno

	Username: dickinher2157
	Date: 11-Jun-2017 23:45:38
	Mood: full of life
	Music:

Hello dmw my wife has finally asked me to ask you guys wats ur favorite feature on her and if u had her alone or let you join me fucking her how would u want to fuck her and wat would you want her to do to you please comment and let us know I'm curious to see how other guys would want to fuck my wife

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My slutwife journey!

	Username: num1scamp
	Date: 11-Jun-2017 15:35:00
	Mood: horny
	Music:

        I did my first bachelor party about six months after I'd started dancing. I knew the other girls did them sometimes, but this was the first times I'd been asked. Another dancer, Kat, approached me and asked me if I'd like to do one with her and another girl. I was a little apprehensive at first but Kat said we could bring a body guard with us, and it wasn't expected that we'd have sex with anyone. So the money was good and I said sure. I got my husband to be our bodyguard,which he was more than capable of doing. Kat did tell me the guys would tip us more the rowdier we got and the more we let them accidently touch us.

 

       One the appointed night we were pickled up at the club parking lot by a huge limousine, party bus. It was Kat, myself and my husband. The other girl handn't shown up, it was 7:30. We got on the bus and it was really neat. Subdued lighting throughout, sound system going, a bar, stripper pole and 12 guys who had already obviously been partying. The windows were tinted so dark, you could see out, but no one could see in the bus. The guys offered us some drinks and the party got underway. The bus waited about 15 minutes for the other girl to show, but it wound up being just me and Kat. Kat took her coat off, and she was already dressed to go, she had on a see thru top tied under her huge breasts, and a micro g-string. She had on leather boots with 6" stiletto heels, she was a very pretty hot girl with long blonde hair. (Kat's boyfriend was the president of a famous motorcycle gang). She walked right to the stripper pole and began dancing.  I took my coat off and asked who the groom was. The guys started pointing him out and chanted his name. Chuck, Chuck, Chuck. I took my drink and I went and sat on his lap. Guys were already throwing money at Kat and they begand throwing it at me, as I first let Chuck take off my skirt and then my blouse. ( We had signals worked out with my husband if we felt we needed help. Only about 15 minutes had gone by as we were driving down a major road and I saw that Kat was already dancing totally nude on the pole. Chuck had been kissing me and had attempted to feel my breasts more than once. His cock was rock hard, I could feel it poking my ass as I sat on him. So I leaned in and told him he could remove my top for me. The guys cheered as he freed my tits. I then got up and straddled his legs, I pulled his head to me and I fed him my tits. The guys loved it. It was strange, we were surrounded by traffic, I could see the people in their cars as Kat was nude, and Chuck was sucking on my nipple. Guys started shouting, free Chuck, free Chuck, money was flying and I started to slowly take Chucks pants off of him. I hadn't let him touch me yet, other than play with my tits. I was down to my G-string and high heels. Soon Chuck was stripped down to just his briefs, with his cock peeking out the top of them. I kneeled between his legs and teased him just kissing the head of his cock, and occasionally licking it.  I finally ripped his briefs down and freed his cock. Pre-cum was already glistnening the head of it. I took his cock in my hand and stroked it. Your last night as a free man Chuck, I said to him. ( I had been turned on by all of this, I'd already decided I was going to fuck him). I deliberately and slowly bent over and licked the pre-cum from his cock to more cheers. He had a nice cock, not huge, thick about 6 1/2 inchs. I ripped my G-string off and put his cock right at the entrance of my pussy. Well Chuck I said, what do you want? He pulled me right down on his cock in one thrust. I was so wet it was no problem, he went right in easily. I fucked him very slowly as he sucked and played with my tits, I knew he was ready to explode. I turned my head and Kat had a large cock in her mouth and she was being fucked from behind as well, as we were driving thru downtown Detroit.  Chuck came really hard, screaming out as he did. I got off him as his cock got soft and kissed him. I got a drink and walked to where Kat was, I could see she was cumming. The guy behind her pulled and and shot cum all over her lovely ass. The guy she'd been sucking took his place, and started fucking her hard. She looked up at me and smiled, she pulled me to her and she started eating my cunt. She was really good, she had me cumming in no time. The best man approached me and brought me a drink and a smoke. I sat with him and llet him play with me as I relaxed a little. I finished my smoke and I took his cock in my hand and began stroking it. He had a big cock 8", he got really hard. I told him to fuck me, hard. He did. He soon had me cumming again. He wound up finishing in my mouth as someone else entered my pussy. A few minutes later I was air tight, one in my mouth, one in my pussy and one in my ass. I absolutely loved it!

         12 guys two girls and 4 hours later they dropped us back at the club. Kat kissed me goodbye, and I got in the car with my husband. I'd made more in one night then I normally made in a week. My husband looked at me and laughed and said, well you had a good time. I laughed and said I sure did, now take me home and fuck me!  He did, like only he nows how!

        Two weeks later I sat in the club with the best man next to me. Men are truly funny. he was trying to convince me to go out with him. Telling me how'd he take care of me, how I wouldn't need to do this anymore.  A little lust and logic leaves them. I llet him finish an then looked him in the eye. I take it you realize I really enjoyed myself that night? Yes, I know he said. So, I said, you had sex with me and watched me have sex with you're friends. You saw me fully enjoy myself being a real slut for you and them, and now you're telling me how you want to date me, have me be your girlfriend. You're just in temporary love with a memory I told him. You'd be embarassed being with me in front of your friends, when you weren't around you'd be wondering who I was fucking. Look, I said,we had a lot of fun, but it's not going to happen again. I'm married, to a man who loves me and accepts me for who I am. I don't have to work, I work because I don't want anyone taking care of me. I also enjoy it. One night your going to be with a woman who really turns you on and all of a sudden I'll just be a pleasant memory. Hopefully she'll love you too. Lust is such a temporary thing.

 

 

 

 

To be continued..........

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Sore and Sorry

	Username: pokerman
	Date: 08-Jun-2017 10:10:39
	Mood: in love
	Music: Faces

Two weeks has passed since me and Kit have been out. I can't face going back to our usual haunt and needed time to heal - How do you go to your doctor and ask him to look at a bleeding vagina? He started to ask the obvious question, but then thankfully stopped himself, apologised and stiched me up. Two stitches - worse than when I gave birth, all thanks to an inconsiderate arsehole. Now I wonder how I can go back to that lifestyle. I've watched porn, with women taking enormous cocks, and they just seem to slip in, right up to the balls, no problem at all!_ Although I have never considered myself tiny, or tight, I could never do that, even with my ex husband, who was average, to say the least._ So I now need to get back in the saddle, fuck Kit silly for a few weeks and look for something adventurous, but safe and gentle.......gentle seems good right now! _ Kit has been helping the healing process by treating me to oral sex in just about every place in the house. He is as horny as hell, but realises that now is not the time for full on intercourse. Yesterday, I was making a late, lazy breakfast for us both, when he came up behind me, slid his hands under my pyjama top, cupped my boobs and started massaging my nipples. He knows how this turns me on, I have incredibly sensitive nipples and Kit has suggested I get some piercings......Maybe one day I will. Anyway, I began to get wet, and he sank to his knees, lifted my top and kissed my backside. It felt lovely, so I pushed back against his face as his tongue slid in between my cheeks and penetrated my arse. I hate smelly sex, so felt guilty about my unwashed backside, despite the horny feeling absorbing me, and suggested I shower first. Kit picked me up, threw me over his shoulder and marched me to the shower. There we were, soaking wet, me still in my PJ top, Kit with his boxers on, barely containing a massive hard-on. Passion took over as he slowly massaged me with shower gel. It felt so good to have firm hands massaging every part of my body, starting with my breasts and nipples - hard and erect, they felt as if they would explode and I grabbed his cock with desire as he moved down to my groin, avoiding my cleft, but sensuously sliding his fingers down my thighs, back up to my backside, sliding a finger into my arse momentarily. We kissed, gently, but deep, our tongues exploring each other. It felt different and more sensual, with water cascading down, changing the taste of our bodies. Kit was holding me tight now, crushing my breasts against him, and this felt beautiful, with his cock hard against my stomach. I ground against it, and could feel him respond by finally putting his hand where I wanted it, against my clit, gently pushing my magic button. I took his cock and held the head against my clit, wanting him inside me, to feel the heat of a mans cock inside me, that gorgeous feeling of lips being gently parted and the sensation of slowly being filled and warmed by a mans meat. _ Kit resisted, and gently......oh so gently, moved his cock against my clit, sliding gently up and down my labia, only pushing the clit, never entering me, but always moving, gliding, nudging, nuzzling me with the wet head of his cock. I felt I would burst with desire as this went on and on - a building orgasm but with the denial of penetration, seeming to extend and heighten the feeling making me want him inside me, but not wanting to stop the feeling, building in intensity to a crescendo. By now, we were both almost on our knees but Kit continued until finally, we both came together, me screaming and writhing, my nails dug deep into his back, Kit ejaculating into my pussy lips and then collapsing onto the shower floor with a moan, finishing by kissing my feet and sucking my toes, before we both ended up in a wet, soapy heap on the bathroom floor, laughing, kissing and holding each other. I think this will do for a while - passion, sex and intense orgasms with my soul mate............until the fascination for big cock overwhelms me again.

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Pam and her Thesis Advisor - Part 5

	Username: joverde
	Date: 06-Jun-2017 14:03:53
	Mood: horny
	Music:

 

“Even though I broke it off three months ago, he is still calling me. He has those porn tapes of me and is threatening to show you if I don’t continue to see him.”

 

“Have you seen him?”

 

“No! But he is insisting that I see him for old-time’s sake on Thursday, two days before our wedding. He says he will give me the tapes then. I have agreed to go to his place but I’m afraid of what will happen. I don’t think he will really give me the tapes. I don’t know what to do.”

 

She stopped talking and I thought for a few minutes. I broke what must have been a ten minute silence. “What else is on those tapes? Is there anything else on them that you need to tell me about?”

 

She thought about it and answered, “There is some really raunchy stuff that I did with him over the time we were together and I am not sure what he taped. I have told you a lot of it and I am ashamed of it all, but I can’t say that I didn’t do it. I am sorry to have hurt you.”

 

The moment of decision was at hand. I had to decide if I wanted to go through with the wedding to a woman I was intensely in love with or to call it off and go on looking for a soul mate. She had told me several times before that she had wished she had saved herself. I was hurt by the details of sexual activity she had revealed, but I had to admit to myself that I had my sexual peccadilloes too. I decided that I would marry her for love and accept her past as past and hope that our mutual love would prevail. That decision being made. We were left with the problem of Jack and the tapes. I had an idea on how to solve that.

 

Thursday would be a day to remember. I asked Pam, “Can I go with you to Jack’s when you go on Thursday?”

 

She posed a couple of questions, “Would you lose your temper and make a scene?”

 

“I don’t think so. I have a plan but I can’t tell you what it is. You will have to trust me but in effect I will make him an offer he can’t refuse.” I responded.

 

She said, “I would like it if we went together.”

 

Thursday came and I picked up Pam from her office and we started to Jack’s house. I asked her, “Did Jack call today?”

 

She responded, “Yes he did he wanted to know if we were still on for tonight and if I wanted to go to dinner at our favorite restaurant. I told him that I wasn’t free for dinner and that I was just coming to pick up the tapes.”

 

“How did he take that?”

 

“He seemed disappointed. By the way what’s in the manila envelope in the backseat?” She asked.

 

“You’ll see in a few minutes when we get to Jack’s. It’s the offer he can’t refuse.” I responded.

 

When we arrived at Jack’s, Pam and I walked up to the door and rang the bell. When he opened the door Jack’s jaw dropped and he stammered, “Hello, Pam! I thought you would be coming alone.”

 

I greeted Jack, “Hi! I’m Joe Pam’s fiancé and I understand you have something for me to look at.”

 

Jack was utterly flustered. He was unprepared for my words and said, “Please come in!” and regaining his composure continued, “Ur ur ur .. can I get you both a drink? Come up to the living room!”

 

“Pam says you have quite a recreation room. Why don’t we have our drinks in there?” I answered.

 

Jack was flustered again but agreed and we went down to the scene of the crime so to speak. After about ten minutes of chit-chat, I said, ”We all know why we’re here, Jack. Do you have the tapes ready for Pam? Before you give them to her I want to verify that they are not blank tapes.”

 

Jack said, “I have to get them.” and went to a drawer in the dungeon table and handed me six VHS tapes.

 

I asked him to put the tapes in the VCR and turn on the monitor. When the first tape began Pam grabbed my hand and squeezed it. Her eyes filled with tears and she began to whimper.

 

The tape began with Pam and Jack seated on a sofa having a drink and talking. Pam seemed to be very tipsy and was being a little flirtatious and slurring her words. She said something to the effect that she needed to get back to her empty house and they got up from the sofa. Pam took a couple of steps and started to stumble. Jack caught her by the arm and steadied her. She giggled, “‘I feel so naughty coming to your place. You are my advisor. What would people think if they found out we were here alone together?”

 

 Jack put his hands on her waist and gave her reassuring light kiss on the lips and replied, “You are going through a difficult situation. I am only trying to help you.”

 

Pam put her arms around him and pulled him closer. Her head pressed into his chest and she began to cry.

 

I watched the screen as Jack pulled her in even closer and started to soothe her by running his hands over her shoulders and back and lightly caressing her neck. She looked up and he bent down and they kissed very passionately for a few minutes. When their lips separated his head went down to nuzzle her neck and ears. They had lost control of their bodies. The camera angle was bad so I could not see exactly what they were doing but her blouse was soon on the floor and his head had moved down to suck on her bra covered left nipple. Pam moaned as his tongue wet the bra fabric. She shuddered. I think that she actually had an orgasm. While she was cumming he seemed to move around to give the hidden camera a better angle of Pam’s loosening his belt, undoing his pants, and sliding her hand down his boxers. From the new camera angle, I could see clearly when she pulled his dick out, rubbing over the head of his dick and up and down his shaft.  After a couple of minutes after I watched him stiffen, moan and spurt his cum on her hands and blouse.

 

 I watched as the scene which Pam had described a few months before played out on the screen. I knew what was coming next. Jack took Pam’s hand and licked all his cum off her fingers and immediately bent down and kissed her, depositing his cum in her mouth. The look on her face was a cross between disgust and lust. She looked confused and froze for a moment not knowing what he wanted her to do with the cum in her mouth. “Do you like the taste of cum? Bet it isn’t the first load to hit your tongue.” he asked in a nasty tone.

 

She seemed ashamed when he said that, and her shoulders slumped and her head bowed down. That posture exaggerated the difference in their height. Jack’s 6 foot 3 inches dwarfed her 5 foot 4 inch and he used this to his advantage.  He looked down at her bowed head and placed the tips of his fingers under her chin to slowly raise her head until she was looking up into his eyes and commanded, “Open your mouth! I want to see!”

 

As Pam complied and opened her mouth, Jack gently turned her face toward the hidden camera and it was clear that she still had the “snowball” in her mouth.  It was a curious mixture of foamy saliva and gooey milky white semen; as though one of them had thoroughly swished it around in his or her mouth savoring it much like one would taste a fine wine. Anyone watching that tape would be sure that it wasn’t Pam that savored it.

 

Jack was not pleased when he saw that it was still in her mouth. “There is no place to spit it out so you better swallow it!’ he ordered almost angrily.

 

Pam grimaced as she complied with his command and swallowed hard coughing a little as the thick goo went down. There were tears in her eyes and Jack looked down and gently apologized. “Pam I am so sorry. I just got carried away with myself. I have always been the dominant in my relationships but I don’t think you were ready for that, were you?”

 

Pam shook her head now and bowed it again. It was unintentional, I think, but it seemed to me that she was tacitly assuming a submissive posture toward him. Again Jack placed his fingertips under her chin and tilted her face up and gave her a very loving kiss. “Please let me make it up to you!” he said.

 

 Pam responded passionately and as they kissed, I could see her left hand go down between them into his boxers and I watched as her fingers pulled out and encircled Jack’s flaccid cock. His fingers were busy unfastening her back-hook bra and sliding the straps off her shoulders. They then his right hand gently grazed her left nipple, the one visible to the camera. I could see it harden immediately and she let out a soft moan. He took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it. Pam yelped, “Ouch! That hurts! Please don’t pinch my nipples like that!”

 

I instantly recognized that Jack had crossed one of Pam’s cardinal rules: Don’t directly touch my nipples or clit! I expected that the mood was broken and that the scene would end.

 

 I was mistaken.

 

 Jack immediately pulled his hand away from her nipple and apologized, “I am sorry. I thought you like your nipples played with.”

 

My eyes were riveted to the TV and I was hardy aware of Pam sitting next to me on the right, until she grabbed my hand that was moving toward my (by now) raging hard-on. She whispered to me, “Don’t touch yourself! The bastard is taping us right now.”

 

I took my eyes off the TV and scanned the partially darkened room and sure enough, I saw at least two red LED lights blinking, one in the far left corner of the dungeon and one near the ceiling directly above the TV. I thought to myself, “I had better cool down or my plan will never work and he will end up blackmailing both of us.”

 

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Set back

	Username: kristi
	Date: 06-Jun-2017 01:36:51
	Mood: drunk
	Music: I wanna have some fun

been off for a while

got involved in drugs and been to rehab several times

lost my business my beach house mercedes all gone.

hope this time recovery works

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Stumbling Up The Next Step

	Username: pokerman
	Date: 01-Jun-2017 23:17:18
	Mood: in love
	Music: Joni

I feel totally deflated after our last sexual,adventure. Kit and I went looking for a repeat of our last experience.......at least I was, and Kit was hoping for something more inclusive. _ I have read a lot of blogs and stories on this site, some I believe, some I don't. Some leave me feeling hornier than I ever thought possible, while others leave me cold. Such is life, and our own real life version of these experiences seems to have the same effect on me. Going back to the same pub, on the same night, I expected, and desperately wanted, to see Danny standing at the bar with a massive hard-on, just for me. _ No such luck! Instead, I had to listen to a sordid tale of debauchery, starring yours truly! _ At this point, I wondered if I was cut out for this lifestyle. A lifetime of being the timid demure housewife, shocked at anything outside of my husbands idea of the sexual norm, has left scars that open occasionally and this was one of those times. I felt ashamed. Thankfully, the stories changed, the pub gradually emptied and we were left talking to Tom and Lesley. Despite my inward embarrasment at Tom unknowingly describing my clitoris and insatiable pussy to the entire pub, I quite liked him. Tom seemed taken with me, and Kit and Lesley were also getting close, so we accepted Lesley's invite to stay for the night. By the time we arrived, I desperately hoped that Tom would leave, so that we could all sleep it off, but too much wine had been taken and I found myself getting turned on by Tom and his muscular frame. I couldn't take my eyes off him and began to wonder if his cock was as big as his biceps. I naturally had a quick feel of both and was mildly impressed! Things then took a turn for the worse when Tom got angry at Kit for feeling up Lesley. Hating violence, I wanted to leave, but Lesley calmed things down, told Tom off and lightened the mood. _ Kit and Tom decided beer was the antidote to violence, which left Lesley consoling me. She was so comforting, understanding and feminine, that I fell into her arms and we kissed. _ This was not my first girl on girl experience. My best friend at school and I used to wonder what it would be like to kiss a boy, so we practised our technique on each other. One thing led to another and we ended up fingering ourselves. Pretending our fingers were boys cocks, we would take the male role in turn, and 'fuck' the other. I was so ashamed by this, that I never had an orgasm, but my less inhibited friend made my fingers wet on every occasion, coming frantically, despite the imposed silence due to her parents being the other side of a thin wall! _ So when Lesley started kissing down my body, it seemed natural, and it felt good. She had a lovely gentle way about her and I felt good as she pulled down my panties, then gently kissed and sucked at my clitoris. Lesley's tongue worked like magic and I soon lost control, thrusting my hips to meet her tongue as I came in a gentle, cascading orgasm. At this point, everything happened in a rush. In my post orgasmic state, I saw a cock in front of me, the same cock that I had gently assessed in the kitchen earlier - Tom's cock. I was fascinated by it, because it was so different from the few that I had experience of. This cock was massively thick, two hands just encircled it, but not particularly long, and with a huge head, angry and red. I don't like giving head, but I just had to taste it, lick it and take it in my mouth. _ At this point, I was aware of Kit mounting Lesley from behind, his face a picture of delight as he fondled her breasts. This made me feel better about the situation and I relaxed into it, taking Tom with both hands and stroking him whilst watching in wonder as his shaft thickened further and started oozing pre-cum. I was wet, so wet that I could feel it dripping down my leg. Taking Tom by the cock, I turned him toward me and moved into a position where he could penetrate me. He seemed reluctant at first, so I held the swollen head of his cock against my soaking pussy lips, gently pushing my hips up, massaging his engorged head against my clit, gently helping him to enter me. Slowly, I pushed him in an inch or so, but it was beginning to get uncomfortable, so I eased off to allow my pussy to relax. At this, Tom's breathing shortened, his head went down and he forced his cock into me. The pain was immense and I stifled a scream as he continued to pump frantically at me, despite my obvious discomfort. _ I wanted gentle, gradual thrusts to slowly enlarge and fill my pussy, as Dan had done. This was neither gentle nor gradual, but thankfully brief, as Tom suddenly grunted and gave one last thrust, his load emptying inside of me. Looking down as he withdrew, I noticed the mix of cum and blood oozing from my ragged, sore pussy. _ We both lay there exhausted, me from the pain, Tom from his exertions, and he soon drifted off to sleep. My attentions were now on Kit and Lesley, who were gently fucking, in what seemed like a dreamlike state, with Lesley riding him, changing pace with Kit's reactions, slowing when he seemed about to come, gradually quickening her pace when his orgasm faded. I felt desperate, and wanted to be in Kit or Lesley's place. They looked so peaceful, and in a state of nirvana as they endlessly, slowly and gently rode each other, their bodies at one, their orgasm never ending. _ I would have fucked either of them, they looked so beautiful. _ A lesson learned -.another cock sampled, but the owners attitude is an important part of the sexual equation. I now need a few weeks off to heal - physically and spiritually. Then I will search again for more big cocks, but only ones attached to gentle minds..........or I might try women for a change. Women like Lesley.

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Taking The Next Step

	Username: pokerman
	Date: 31-May-2017 10:15:13
	Mood: horny
	Music: Elbow

Elaine has changed since her experience with Danny. She is a totally different woman in bed, more demanding, more open, more involved. There is also a noticeable change in her personality, making her more confident, sexually aware and confident. She is a new woman and I love her more deeply than before. Initially, I came away from that experience shamed and humiliated, thinking that we, or at least I, would never go through that again. So we talked about the experience, our lives, and where this would take us. My first thought was to end the relationship, but when I mentioned this, Elaine's shocked response made me realise that it was not her being unfaithful (that probably shows the mindset that we were both previously in), but was about both of us enjoying something that neither of us had experienced before - sexual enjoyment without the emotional strings. If we could put those ideas of faithfulness and chastity behind us, we could build a wonderful relationship and enjoy some of the hedonistic joys that we missed in our early years. So Elaine wrote her response to my account, to show me what she could not tell me. I read that and realised that her experience was so different to mine, and that she enjoyed something that took her to a different level. She now has a desire to seek out experiences, not another partner. We are a couple and she always wants that, she just wants the freedom to experience other men and, importantly, she wants me to share that and to experience other women. The golden rule is to share the experiences. No single, one night stands, no sex without each other present. Which is how we found ourselves back in the same pub, on a sultry May night, chatting to people who were now firm friends. The conversation amongst the dozen or so people in the bar, who seemed to be regulars, was the usual mix of the mundane, turning to comical and eventually to riské, as the drink took effect. The one person missing was Danny, but as the conversation dived into the gutter, it became apparent that he had been bragging about the experience, although nobody seemed to know who the lady in question was. To me, it was obvious, as Elaine's face had turned from slightly flushed, to crimson, as one of the guys, Tom, regailed us with the tale - clearly told, re-told and exaggerated with every telling. This is how folk tales originate, I thought. We would have a song written about us next! Tom is a ruddy faced young guy, who worked on local farms as a labourer. He had massive shoulders, huge arms, and fists like pistons. His girlfriend was......not in the first flush of youth, and not particularly attractive. Short, slightly dumpy, but with a sparkling personality and a voluptuous cleavage, showing to great effect in her loose linen blouse. I was taken by her not wearing a bra, and by the tiny beads of perspiration as we sweltered in the ancient surroundings. We got on like old friends and chatted away so intently that I suddenly realised that there were only four of us left in the pub, Elaine and Tom at one end of the bar and me and Lesley sat in a corner. The landlord had called last orders ages before and was now impatiently closing the pub, clearly ready for bed. I sensed that we were going somewhere with these relationships, so suggested that we moved on somewhere. As the average English village is not endowed with 24 hour bars, we had two choices - Tom's parents house, or Lesley's place. Lesley kept a tidy home, albeit tiny, and we found ourselves standing in the kitchen trying to get the cork out of a bottle of cheap red wine. Tom used his farmhand strength to wrench the reluctant cork from the bottle and we each slurped the disgusting brew. At this point, I watched Elaine's face. Her eyes were always on Tom, as were her hands whenever she had a chance, helping him hold the bottle, handing him the glasses, and eventually getting a sly feel of his crutch when she thought nobody was looking. Tom didn't flinch, and just gave her a knowing wink. Lesley was now slumped on her sofa, unbuttoning her incredibly tight jeans, with a relieved look on her face. "I always look forward to getting these off after a night out" she told me, with the sexiest grin. I slumped beside her, looked in her direction and suddenly found her incredibly desirable. We stared at each other for what seemed like an age, before she put her lips to mine in the softest, sexiest kiss I had ever known. Her hand slipped into my groin, then slid up under my shorts and massaged my obvious erection. Lesley's breasts were slipping out of her blouse, as she started to straddle me, our mouths still locked in a sensual embrace, tongues gently exploring. My mind now had a very different view of this woman to the one it had earlier. She was a goddess, a beauty, with the sexiest body on earth. I had to fuck this gorgeous creature and nothing could stop me. That was until Tom wrenched me from the sofa, threw me to the ground and stood over me like an angry animal. The two girls screamed at him to stop, and he looked up, surprised at their interference. "What the fuck!!!" Screamed Lesley, standing, with her blouse torn as my hand had ben wrenched from beneath it. 'Those beautiful tits',was all I could think, as she stood between us, pushing Tom away, making him look like a scolded child suddenly. Elaine was crying, Lesley was fuming, Tom was cowering and I was staring at a pair of soft white breasts, flailing around while their owner castigated her now tiny boyfriend. Lesley was fantastic, calming the situation and eventually turning the whole thing into a big joke. Tom apologised and we discussed what was happening. Lesley had clearly been here before and was very mature about the whole situation, explaining to Tom that she wanted me, he wanted Elaine, we all wanted each other, so let's get on with it. "More wine?", I ventured. "I'd rather have a beer" Tom grunted, and we went off to the kitchen to find some, leaving Lesley comforting Elaine. Tom apologised and We talked a little about what great girls we had. I reminded him about the tale he told in the pub and asked if he had any idea who Danny was talking about. "I think I do now, it was Elaine wasn't it.". With this light bulb moment, his attitude changed and he started to ask how he could experience her......."ask her dopey!" Was the obvious response. "In fact, it was pretty obvious that she doesn't need to be asked, judging by the way she was groping you earlier". Tom grinned sheepishly and we wandered back into the tiny living room. The sight before us shocked me. Lesley was now naked, and Elaine had her skirt up, with her knickers around her ankles. Lesley had her face buried in Elaine's pussy, her tits swinging as she ground her face into her. Elaine, eyes closed, mouth wide open, silently shaking to orgasm, was oblivious of our presence. Tom and I looked, shocked at our girlfriends getting off without us, totally engrossed in each others bodies. Tom unzipped himself and started round behind Lesley. I beckoned to him and pointed at Elaine, her eyes now wide open and staring at Tom's dick which, like it's owner, was thick and muscular. He took the hint and fed his manhood to Elaine, whose eyes rolled as she licked and sucked Tom's cut head. Lesley's tits were all that I could think of, so I covered her from behind, cupping those large. soft mounds in my hands, kneading her nipples, which stiffened at my touch. She stood slightly, still kissing and nuzzling her newly found shaved friends pussy and offered a hand beneath her. Struggling out of my shorts, my dick fed straight to the prize, and with Lesleys assistance slipped gently into her wet welcoming hole. Everything about this woman was soft I thought and as she eased her grip on Elaine, we fell into each others arms, coupling easily. Our mouths and tongues entwined, our bodies melted into one and my cock glided once again into a warm, soft, heavenly place. Lesley wriggled us around until she was on top, knowing that I desired her prized assets, which were now hanging like melons, inches from my face. Sucking her nipples, I felt her hips push into mine and felt her pussy tighten. She had a knack of gripping her pussy muscles, which changed the once soft tunnel into a virgins slit, tightening more as I kissed and rolled her nipples in my mouth. We fucked like this for ages, with Lesley having total control of the situation, gradually softening her grip of me when she felt me nearing orgasm, holding me on the edge for what seemed like hours, only letting me come when she was ready, and then finishing us both at the same moment, frantically driving us both toward massive orgasms, then slowing to ensure that the moment lasted, as she drained my cock of every last drop of juice and stiffness by an agonisingly tightening her grip as my cock shrunk inside her. This was, without doubt, the best fuck of my life!! As we lay smiling in each others arms, we were suddenly aware of Tom & Elaine's presence, dozing together on the sofa, having presumably had their own wonderful orgasms, Elaine having left a massive wet patch of her cum on the edge of the sofa, her knickers and skirt also covered with strings of slowly drying love juices. Over to you Elaine.

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Pam and her Thesis Advisor - Part 4

	Username: joverde
	Date: 28-May-2017 05:12:00
	Mood: in love
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She answered, “No! Jack didn’t have it yet. He got it from screwing Connie when I was gone home to KC for the holidays about 8 months later. She picked it up from fucking some intern at the hospital. Jack got a sore and got tested and I did too. My test was negative and he started taking the anti-viral drug and we used condoms until the drug had his under control.”

 

“Then how did you get it?”

 

“About a year later, I woke up one morning with an itch between my pussy and anus. By evening it had progressed to a burning and by bedtime I could feel the sore. I had moved into Jack’s place after I got my Masters and I told Jack about it. He said matter-of-factly, ‘Sounds like I gave you herpes.’

 

“’What do you mean? You’re on the medicine and it’s under control. Isn’t it?’

 

“’Actually, I stopped taking it about six weeks ago,’ he said rather sheepishly.

 

“I was pissed. ’You bastard! Why didn’t you tell me? How could you fuck me without a rubber if you knew you could give me an incurable disease?’

 

“ He shouted back, ‘I didn’t tell you because I knew you would make me use a rubber and I hate those things.’

 

“That was the beginning of the end of our relationship. After that I knew that he was a selfish asshole that I would never trust again. It took about another 6 months for it to completely fall apart. That’s when I came up to Jersey for my three month work detail with your group. I intended it as just a cooling off period until the renters moved out of my house, but you treated me as a professional and were so nice that I started to imagine that we could have a relationship. As the months went by you were so respectful and helpful about my career that I thought you weren’t interested in me romantically.”

 

I interrupted, “I really wasn’t until we were at that work-site near Niagara Falls and you said that you had never seen the Falls. I offered to take you there and while we were on the Canadian side at my favorite spot, right at the point where the water starts to fall, I looked into your eyes and knew I would fall in love with you. I fought the impulse for two months until you went back to DC and when we had dinner in there in December, I knew I was in love with you.”

 

She looked at me with tears in her eyes and asked, “Do you still love me after what I have told you tonight?”

 

I leaned over, put my arms around her, pulled her towards me and kissed her gently and we lay down on the bed. Our naked bodies touched for the first time since our ‘coitus interruptus’ of an hour before. I was intoxicated by the feel of her breasts on my chest and her soft thighs as they pressed into mine. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and even though we didn’t make love that night, I felt more intimacy lying with her like that than I had in the throes of our most passionate sex.

 

When I woke up the next morning, Pam was awake staring at the ceiling. “A penny for your thoughts,” I whispered.

 

She answered, “I am worried about us after what I told you last night. Jack took advantage of me and I’m afraid you will do the same thing.”

 

“Do you think I am a sadistic bastard like Jack?” I replied.

 

“He is not really a sadist. He is much more complicated than that. Even though he used me sexually, he did broaden my pleasure horizons. As shocking as it might be I was really turned on by our kinky activities. When I think about them, I still get wet. The reason I broke it off was because I didn’t trust him. I knew from the first that he would never be faithful to me but I could accept that. I thought we had a special relationship. I deluded myself into thinking that I was his real love and the rest were for his amusement. When he gave me herpes I realized that it was all about his pleasure. Still the sex was great.”

 

“What about us? Do you find our sex life unsatisfying?” I asked. I was beginning to worry that I couldn’t compete.

 

“We don’t just have sex, we make love. I can feel more than orgasmic pleasure. I can feel that we are sharing, that we are together. I have never felt that with anyone before.” She answered.

 

“Not even your first two husbands?”

 

She stopped looking at the ceiling, rolled over to face me, gazed into my eyes and answered, “Not to the degree that I do with you. With them the sex was more like it was with Jack, thrilling and physical, intensely satisfying but mostly without emotional connection. With you every time we make love I feel like we are almost uniting our minds as well as our bodies. It’s a ‘zen’ thing. Do you feel the same thing?”

 

I responded, “Yes! I thought that is what love is all about. For me that is what sex with a partner is all about. I have never been able to use a woman for sexual pleasure alone. If all I want is sexual release, I can jack off. It makes life less complicated. No one gets hurt. The sex drive can be the strongest human urge. In my sheltered life, I have seen what raw sex can do to people. I have seen it ruin marriages, ruin businesses, and even lead to suicides. I can see that your life has been deeply affected by it. You let Jack use yours to get you to do things that you didn’t want to do.”

 

I had gotten preachy. Pam was a little angry with me for the moral lecture and reacted quickly, “Jack did not make me do anything that I didn’t want to do at the moment. He may have taken advantage of my emotional state but it wasn’t like he hypnotized or drugged me. I was a big girl and knew what was happening and I enjoyed it. If I had to do it again, I probably would.”

 

Her words stung me. I snapped at her. ”Pam, do you mean you actually like doing all that kinky stuff? And knowing what you do know about the bastard that you would do it again?”

 

She could see the anger in my eyes and reached up and tenderly touched my cheek and soothed me by saying, “Without all that happened with Jack we would not be together. Do you remember that we met three years ago at a conference in DC? Neither of us paid any attention to the other.”

 

“No. I don’t remember meeting you before you came to work in Jersey. How do you remember?”

 

“The only reason that I remember was that Beth mentioned that your wife had died about a year before and that you might be on the dating scene soon and that she might like going out with you. She thought you were hot. As a matter of fact she still does. She told me she wouldn’t mind a threesome, but I told her I wasn’t sharing you with anyone.”

 

“I didn’t know that Beth is into that. She seems so straight-laced.”

 

Pam said, “There’s a lot you don’t know about Beth. She is pretty wild sexually and was a regular ’prisoner’ in Jack’s dungeon. She still sees him at least once a week. She keeps telling me that he wants me to come over with her again.”

 

I was angry again. “What do you mean ‘again’?  Are you still seeing him when I’m back in Jersey?”

 

She explained, “I went with her once. It was after work the Friday after I came back to the office from my detail. You probably want to know what happened. So I’ll tell you. When I came into work that morning, I was a little blue that nothing had happened romantically between us. Beth and I talked. I said, ‘I had a feeling that Joe was interested in me but he acted so professionally while I was there that I am beginning to wonder if I am attractive enough. At times I wanted to throw myself at him and kiss him.’

 

“Beth interrupted me, ‘You should have stayed late in the office with him, closed the door, unzipped him and given him a blow job. That would have got his attention. That’s what I would have done.’

 

“I answered her sarcastically, ’That may work for you but I think I want more than a one-night-stand with him.’

 

“Beth responded good-naturedly, ’You’re just horny! Have you had any cock since you went to Jersey?’

 

“I answered, ‘I tried the bar scene when I first got there but the guys there only seemed interested in the bar flies in their short mini-dresses. I didn’t fit in.’

 

Beth quipped, ‘You didn’t wear your prissy business skirt did you? You have your cute little black dress with the scoop neck that literally calls out,” Fuck me!”’

 

“’Actually, Beth, that dress is still at Jack’s, and yes I wore my work clothes to the bar.’

 

“’No wonder you didn’t get laid. I never saw any woman who could hide her body like you can. So what did you do? Lie in your bed and fantasize about Joe screwing you?’ Beth chided me.

 

“’Close. Most nights I kept busy reading and emailing friends but when I really got horny I “Jilled” myself while thinking about some of my past lovers.’ I answered.

 

“Beth asked, ‘Was Jack one of those fantasies?’

 

“’More than a few times, I remembered how excited he would make me and it helped me cum. It was lonely up there at night and the memories of the great sex helped me.’ I said.

 

“‘I’m going to his place tonight to have some fun. Why don’t you come with me and we’ll make some of those fantasies real.’ Beth said half jokingly.

 

“’No way!’ I answered and she didn’t press the issue.

 

“As the day went on, I kept thinking about her offer and I’ll have to admit the temptation was more than I could resist and at about 4:00, I went to Beth’s desk and asked, ‘Is your offer for tonight still open? I don’t want to horn in on your action if you want to be alone.’

 

“She was overjoyed. ’It sure is. I told Jack that I invited you over and he was very disappointed that you said no. He has invited a few other friends over and when you come in with me, he’ll flip.’

 

“I was starting to get cold feet. ‘Is this going to be one of his wild bondage parties tonight? If it is, I really don’t think I want to be one of their slaves.’

 

“’Tonight is Sadie Hawkins night. The men have to do whatever the ladies want them to. It will be a lot of fun. You should come.’ She was so convincing.

 

“The thought of what I would like to do to Jack flashed through my mind. Sadie Hawkins night sounded too good to miss. ‘You convinced me. Do I need to go home and change into something more appropriate than this skirt, blouse, and jacket?’

 

She looked me up and down with a frown on her face, ‘The pants suit is a little too modest. But you said that your “little black dress” is at Jack’s. You can change into it when we get there.’

 

“’What are you wearing?’ I asked.

 

“She motioned to the door of the conference room across from her desk and we went in and shut the door. ‘I have a leather mini-skirt and bustier on under this dress. Wanna’ see?’ With those words she lifted her dress up revealing a very short mini skirt. She put her foot on a chair and I could see her black lace stockings and garter belt and her shaved, panty-less pussy.

 

“’You are ready for action aren’t you. I really feel overdressed. If you are going “commando” then so will I.’ I pulled up my skirt and took off my panties. ‘I’ll take off my bra at Jack’s when I change into my black dress.’  We smirked at each other and left the conference room.

 

“I called my car-pool driver and told him I was staying late and that they should leave without me and Beth and I drove over to Jack’s in her car. On the way Beth teased, ‘You are overdressed. You should lose the bra and blouse before we get there and walk in wearing just the jacket and skirt. Jack will want to ravish you right there but you can tease him and tell him that it’s ladies’ choice and you want to see the other choices.’

 

“I took her bait and on our way down the freeway, I stripped to the waist giving a free show to a semi-driver we were passing. He sped up to prolong his view and I even lifted my skirt and flashed him a little pussy before Beth sped away. He flashed his lights and blared his horn either in appreciation or disappointment. I’m not sure which.”

 

“When we arrived at Jack’s at 6:30 pm, we were the first to arrive. Jack answered the door and he was very surprised to see me and reacted to my slutty outfit just as Beth had predicted in the car. It had been four months we had the big fight and I walked out. The next day he wrote me a letter telling me that it was over between us and said that we were not compatible sexually because I did not love oral sex either giving or receiving. Despite all of this nastiness I felt a twinge of desire to fuck him right there in the doorway. I resisted and as Beth had scripted I mentioned ladies’ choice and I wanted to see the choices. He was visibly shaken by my response and stammered something about how he knew I would choose him. When I heard that, I thought to myself, ‘We’ll see about that.’

 

“He turned his attention to Beth and he kissed her passionately and groped her reaching under her mini-skirt and approving of her nakedness sank to his knees and started to kiss and tongue her pussy. I knew what he was doing. He was showing me that my lack of enthusiasm for oral sex was not shared by Beth. I just turned and walked up to his guest bedroom where just as expected my black dress was still hanging in the closet. I took it off the hanger and put it on. When I looked in the mirror, I thought that Beth was right. It made me look sexy and did seem to say ‘Fuck me!’

 

“By the time I had come down several other guests had arrived and Jack and Beth were busy getting them drinks. By 7:30 the party was really going. There were 6 guys and 7 women, me being the extra, the others more or less paired up. Most of them were familiar to me from parties Jack and I had attended. Connie was there with her latest, an EMT she had met at the ER.  It was ladies night in the dungeon and before long all of the men were handcuffed, tied or shackled. Jack was in the swing with his hands tied above his head. Each of us women were mercilessly arousing them not allowing them to cum. This went on for about an hour before Beth announced that each man would have to make a woman cum by the means that the woman chose but if the man came first he would have to spend the rest of the night tied to a chair watching. Each woman would choose the man she wanted. I piped in that I should choose last because I was alone. All of the women agreed. Connie chose first and she chose Jack. The others chose and I deferred for a few minutes. When the action started I noticed that Connie’s EMT had a raging 8 inch hard-on while Beth was sitting on his face. I chose the hard-on and squatted on it and within a few minutes Beth and I were in the throes of intense orgasms.”

 

“You mean that you simply fucked this guy that you didn’t know and came in a couple minutes?” I interrupted.

 

“Yes! I was so horny after all those months of rubbing my clit to get off, that the feel of a big thick cock in my pussy was indescribable. Is this upsetting you too much?” she countered.

 

I thought for a few seconds. I was listening to my intended wife talk about actions that bordered on depravity. As disquieting as these episodes were, I needed to hear about them. “I don’t want to be upset but I still want you to tell me everything!”

 

“Where was I?” she asked.

 

“You were telling me about you and Beth getting off on an EMT at Jack’s party a few months ago.”

 

“Well Beth and I were the first women to cum and we looked around the room to see Connie with one end of a double dildo in her pussy with the other end in Jack’s ass. Much to everyone’s surprise Jack was cumming and Connie wasn’t. She continued to fuck his ass for ten more minutes before she came at the same time he did for the second time. Jack protested that it wasn’t fair Connie had cum but all of us women ganged up on him and pointed out that he had agreed and that he indeed did cum first. He had no choice and was tied to a chair in the corner facing the action. I seized the moment. He would have to watch me for the rest of the night. He was to see quite a show from me. I made up my mind to show him who he had spurned because she did not like oral sex enough. For the remainder of the party I took every opportunity to use my mouth or to be pleasured by someone else’s. I gave blow jobs to four of the other five guys. I let all five eat my pussy and even came a few times. Connie and I did a hot sixty-nine which culminated with both of us cumming as we ate each other while using dildoes on one another. All of the women even did a daisy chain while all of the men had to watch. Each time I would look defiantly over at Jack whose face displayed that he was totally astonished by my wantonness and that he was frustrated by not being able to participate. The rest of the guests started to leave and by 11:30, only Beth and I remained. Jack was still tied to the chair and was complaining that as each couple left the woman would take his cock in her mouth and give him a few quick licks, enough to keep him hard but not much more. ‘I need to come or my balls are going to explode,’ he pleaded to Beth and me.

 

“Beth and I looked at each other and smiled. I said, “I will take care of that!’ With that I went over to Jack knelt in front of him, took hold of his cock, opened my mouth and started to flick my tongue hard on the under-side of his cockhead. I then took the whole head of his cock in my mouth and rotated my tongue around it and sucked hard on it. He started to clench his fists as he was about to cum but I abruptly pulled away, got to my feet and I quipped ironically, ‘I don’t really like oral sex, giving or receiving,’ as I walked away.

 

“Beth said mercifully, ‘Game is over. I’ll finish him!’ With that she went to the chair slung her leg over him, inserted his swollen cock into her pussy and rode him to their almost simultaneous orgasms. I say almost because I am pretty sure that for the second time in the evening that gentleman did cum first.

 

“Beth and I both spent the night at Jack’s, me in the guest bedroom and Beth in bed with Jack. I fell asleep feeling satisfied with myself for showing Jack what he would be missing but a little depressed that I had to act like such a slut to do it. The next morning I was awakened by a familiar touch on the inside of my naked thighs. The fingers were starting to move toward my pussy. I moaned unconsciously until I realized who it was. Jack had got up and come into the guest room with pay back on his mind. I roughly took his hand and moved it away almost shouting, ‘Jack, it’s over between us. It has been for months.’

 

“Jack argued, ‘We had such great time together! Lots of fun! Great sex! Can’t we have that again?’

 

“’I won’t ever be used by you again. You only wanted me for a sex partner. That’s all you want now!’ I was getting mad at his attitude that he could have me for sex without any emotional involvement.

 

“He admitted it. ’You have to admit that the sex was great. You never complained about that. Did you? Let’s have some more fun together!’

 

“Again I raised my voice. ’I have to have more than just debauchery. I want a relationship based on love and trust. You don’t. It’s over.’

 

My loud voice must have woken up Beth because she came in the room bleary eyed and asked what the trouble was. I told her, ‘I was trying to tell Jack that he and I are finished and he won’t believe me.’

 

Beth looked at us both and laughed, ‘Looking at you two naked in bed together, it doesn’t look like it’s over, but, judging from what Pam has told me for the past few months, Jack, you better believe that it is over as far as she is concerned. Let’s have breakfast!’

 

“Beth’s wit seemed to be successful in conveying to him the idea that I had been trying to get through to Jack. He seemed to accept that it was never going to be the same between us. We all got dressed and went out for breakfast at the local diner. After breakfast we returned to Jack’s and I gathered up the few things I had left at Jack’s a few months before and Beth drove me home.”

 

I picked up on something Pam had just said. “You said Jack seemed to accept that you were though with him. What did you mean ‘seemed’?”

 

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Fantasy Unwillingly fulfilled

	Username: pokerman
	Date: 12-May-2017 23:49:05
	Mood: horny
	Music: AC DC

My fantasy? Read these blogs and you will know. The very existence of this site reflects my fantasy - to watch another man do my wife. She would not consider my fantasy, willing only to talk about it, never to even consider the reality of coupling with a strange man. For years I have tried to get her excited at the prospect, pointing out men who looked at her when we were out, telling her how guys stared at her breasts when she took off her coat, stared at her arse when she walked past or made gestures to their friends while she stood at the bar. All she did was blush and tell me that I was imagining it. So I tried training her, tried tieing her to the bed during sex, with the idea of eventually blindfolding her and inviting friends round to look and share her unknowingly. No chance. I drew continual blanks and eventually gave up. At this point, our sex life faded and eventually died, leading to me taking a series of girlfriends, trying to fulfil my desires........and then I met Elaine. Elaine works in a local hardware store, and that is where we met. She had the most fantastic eyes and huge boobs. I got an instant boner. There was clear attraction between us and we chatted for a while, until the old guy behind me got impatient and I had to move on. In the car park, I couldn't think of anything but her dark sexy eyes and huge tits, so I decided to wait until the store closed and speak to her again. As she walked out into the dim light of the car park, I realised that she had the sexiest figure, a full bodied, big busted sex bomb of a woman. She saw me waiting and came over, we chatted, realised that the attraction was mutual and I offered her a lift home. As we drove, I couldn't resist looking at her breasts, tightly held in her uniform, and her legs, which she had revealed by hitching up her skirt as she climbed in. One thing led to another and we ended up in bed, with her gorgeous body naked before me. Dark sultry eyes, red lipstick, 38FF breasts, a beautifully shaved pussy with puffy pink labia and nicely shaped legs. 5' 0" of pure sexiness! I stood over her stroking my erection, staring at her clitoris, Which stuck out like a miniature boxing glove above those soft inviting lips. I devoured it, sucked it, as she squirmed beneath me. Turning round, she grabbed my cock and sucked gently at the head, licking, sucking, swallowing until I came loudly in her mouth. Soon her screams could be heard three blocks away as she shuddered to a climax as I continued to suck that beautiful clitoris. We fucked for hours, and I was in heaven, until she shocked me to the core by saying that I need to leave because her husband was due home from work. I was in love with the woman of my dreams, and she was married! As I sat in my car, the phone buzzed in my pocket. A photo had been sent........a close up of a swollen clitoris and cum soaked labia, with a message asking me to call again the next day. So I did, and we fucked and fucked and fucked some more. This beauty told me what a dullard she was married to, that he couldn't satisfy her, how fantastic our sex was and that she wanted to do this as often as possible. So six months on, I was leading a double life, with a wife who got more frigid by the day and a whore who got more horny by the hour! Her husband? Who cares, he doesn't deserve my gorgeous sex bomb, and she now belongs to me. As time wore on, Elaine shared her fantasies with me. She had always dreamed of fucking a black cock, but could never bring herself to be unfaithful to her husband. I had broken that bond, although I am as white as they come, and she now had recurring fantasies of fulfilling her wish. The problem now was, that she felt faithful to me. I couldn't believe what I was hearing - my fantasy was entwining with Elaine's and I told her so. Her face reddened as I described that I had a fantasy of sharing my 'wife' with another man. It suddenly dawned on her that her fantasy could actually come true, and that we were about to set off on a new adventure together. My problem was that I didn't know any black guys. I live in an area which is predominantly white and had only had black friends at school. Elaine and I discussed where to go next, where to start this adventure, and we decided to start by befriending somebody socially, and see how we coped with sharing. The plan was to drive out of town, socialising in an area where we would meet new people but nobody we knew. So, one night, we were in a pub that we liked, having had a meal and two bottles of wine. Elaine was sloshed, slurring her words and becoming increasingly horny...and wet. She went to pee and I noticed a wet patch on her stool, as did the guy standing next to me at the bar. We laughed about it and started chatting, Danny was his name and we had talked a couple of nights before. I didn't think that he liked Elaine much, but as we laughed about the wet patch, he commented on how sexy she looked and how lucky I was to have a girl like that all to myself. 'Maybe not always' I said, almost without thinking, and he asked me what that meant. 'Well, we have this shared fantasy, about sharing her with somebody else'. His eyes widened, as I said this and for a moment he said nothing, whilst he took in what I had said, before blurting out 'count me in!' Elaine had been ages, and Danny asked if she would be OK. 'We'd better go find her' I said, and we walked through to the toilets. I knocked on the door, and heard a moan- she had collapsed in the loo and wouldn't wake up. Danny offered to break the door down, but I decided that we wouldn't be popular with the owner, so he decided to climb over to unlock the door. He went over that stall like a steeplechaser, and disappeared behind the door. Silence befell us as I realised what he was probably looking at. I knocked on the door but could not get him to unlock it. Constant calling got no response, so I climbed up to see what was going on. Danny was standing, enormous dick in hand, furiously rubbing himself off, whilst Elaine sat there, unconcious, with her knickers around her ankles and her pussy on full display. Her blouse was unbuttoned and one fulsome breast had fallen out, nipple fully exposed. To me, she seemed a sorry sight, but clearly Danny thought otherwise. 'Like what you see?' I asked him, and he shamefully put himself back into his trousers, apologising. 'Don't worry Danny, it's not a problem, but this is a sordid place to enjoy a girl's pleasures'. He unlocked the door and we dragged Elaine out, standing her up and dressing her. Danny had a sly feel of her pussy while pulling up her knickers, and I noticed him sniffing his fingers as I buttoned her blouse. 'This is it', I thought! We got her into a cab and Danny offered his place for the night, knowing that we had a long drive home. I accepted and soon we were sitting on Danny's sofa with the smell of coffee wafting from his kitchen. Elaine slowly sobered up and started talking coherently, but it was obvious that she was beyond caring and just wanted to sleep. Danny and I talked for a while, but his mind was clearly on other things. He had a huge hard on and could not take his eyes from Elaine's breasts. 'Did you mean what you said earlier, about sharing her?' he asked, and I told him that we were both up for it, but that nothing had happened yet. Elaine roused and sat up, staring at Danny's enormous erection. Without a word, she reached over and touched it, stroking it through his trousers. Danny unzipped himself and she pulled it out, revealing an impressive member, probably eight or nine inches and thick. He was fully erect, complete with angry veins. This guy was as horny as hell. Elaine stared at and pulled his cock, stroking the glans with her thumb, as pre-cum oozed from it. Danny pushed himself closer and Elaine spoke at last - 'it's so fucking big', and promptly unbuttoned her blouse, taking him between her big soft breasts. Danny fucked her tits slowly and Elaine took his head in her mouth at each stroke. Suddenly I realised that I didn't want this, I didn't want another mans cock inside my gorgeous girlfriend and felt insanely jealous and protective. 'Elaine, stop' I said. She carried on, with those beautiful big dark eyes closed in ecstasy. 'Just a tit fuck' she said, 'nothing else' and carried on sucking his head between strokes. Danny was not about to be stopped, his eyes wild and movements jerky as he picked up speed and began pushing his cock deeper into Elaine's tits and throat. She gagged a couple of times and pulled away, leaving Danny masturbating his engorged cock. Before I could drag her away, she pulled off her knickers and laid on the floor, with legs drawn slightly up, exposing her smooth plump pussy. Danny knelt between her legs wanking away, staring at her pussy, which was visibly wet and glistening, the lips slightly parted, her clit swollen and red. 'You can bring her off with your fingers' I said, 'but no penetration, OK?' He nodded agreement and Elaine whispered that she wanted me to fuck her while Danny watched. All this had made me horny as hell and I had a huge hard on too. I kissed Elaine, a deep french kiss, tasting him on her tongue. I moved down to her breasts and started to pull gently on the nipples, slowly licking in a circle, feeling her body move under me. I realised that Danny was now kneeling between Elaines legs pumping furiously, his cock close to Elaine's pussy. Going back to the plump pink nipples, I heard her breathing accelerate, enjoying the attention of two men. Danny now had his cock on her clit, rubbing circles around it and slapping his head onto her pussy. She liked this and gasped at each slap, pulling me toward her to kiss me hard, tongue probing. Suddenly I felt her body arch and she gasped as we kissed. Looking down, I saw Danny, eyes closed, mouth open, with the head of his cock inside Elaine's pussy. She arched again and slid down, taking in another inch, which started Danny's hips moving. My 'wife' was being fucked, bareback, by another man! Realising that things had gone beyond the point of no return, I decided to enjoy the show and sat back masturbating. Elaine took control, slowly moving down to take his cock, inch by inch, stroke by stroke, until she had him fully inside her. I watched as she turned over onto her stomach, and Danny took her from behind, Elaine fully in control, making sure that his thrusts were slow and gentle, penetrating her inch by inch, until his balls gently slapped her engorged clitoris. This made Elaine gasp with every stroke, the sensation of his balls against her clit taking her closer to orgasm, as Danny pumped faster and faster, deeper and deeper into the pussy that, until a few minutes before, I thought was mine alone. I was angry, horny, disgusted, excited, all at once, and didn't know if I should enjoy this or stop it. Indecision made me watch, fascinated, as they fucked like animals in front of me, Elaine screaming to orgasm at the same moment that Danny jerked and bucked, filling her with his cum. So now we have started, and I wonder where this will take us. We live a strange life - both in loveless marriages, living double lives, half at home, half with each other. Now we have another level, and I get horny at the thought of what may be next. My only fear is that I will become a useless spectator, if Elaine finds the black cock that she fantasises about. She says that she now realises that it is not the colour of the cock, but the size that fascinates her, but I'm not so sure.

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