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The Yard

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After a bad divorce I had moved to a new town. I found a job within a few weeks, but it was far from the ideal job. I was a mechanic’s helper in the city garage, working on garbage trucks, an often nasty job. Once in a while, after I was able to wash up enough, I stopped in at one of the local pubs, and in time got to know a couple of the other guys who seem to hang out there. I guess I bitched enough about my rotten job, until one day one of the guys who worked in the office of a big lumber yard, told me there was an opening in one of the yard crews. The next Monday morning I was at the lumber yard office applying for the open spot, and in a few hours I had a new job.

There were two yard crews, one for consumer sales, and one for commercial, with each crew having four guys. I was on the consumer crew, it would be hard work, I was told, but at least it was cleaner.

I worked with Ron, Buzz, and Frank, all good, hard working guys. I worked hard along with them, we laughed at my screw-ups, and by the end of the week I was catching on. Ron was the crew lead, and never seemed to get tired of showing me the “how-to’s,” but the other guys were just as helpful and I felt I was getting to be a part of the team.

On Friday, Ron told me he was having a barbeque get-together at his place, and did I want to come. All the other guys were married, but for some reason that weekend the wives weren’t coming. Since it wasn’t like I had anything else to do, I said sure I’d be glad to come and bring a case of beer, since the other guys were each bringing something.

Ron had a nice house on the outskirts of town with a big front porch and a detached garage where he kept a couple of rebuilt 50’s cars. He introduced his wife, Molly, who was a classic tall beautiful blonde with a great figure, I took time to note. He also introduced Molly’s sister June, who had been visiting for a few days, but who didn’t look anything like Molly. June was short with dark hair, not the beautiful type, instead was the cute tomboy type, but there was nothing tomboyish about her figure. Molly gave me her hand to shake when we were introduced, but June gave me a big hug, pressing herself firmly against me.

The barbeque area was in the back of the house, and shortly we had all the good stuff going. I had thought to bring two cases of beer, and as we cooked and ate, everything was washed down with a brew. I think Molly was drinking wine, but June was working on the beer along with the rest of us. Soon we were all stuffed with good barbeque, and found ourselves on the front porch steps shooting the bull. Molly sat on a top step with June next to her and somehow I wound up next to June. Molly and June were dressed almost alike with white blouses and short jeans shorts. Molly’s legs looked great in the shorts, and her bra-covered breasts pushed hard against her blouse. But June’s leg was feeling good against mine, and I kept glancing at the front of her blouse, trying to visualize what lay under. After one particularly long look I glanced up at her face and saw that she was looking directly at me. “Ah, busted,” I thought, then noticed that she was smiling. I was embarrassed, and looked away, then in a moment June got up and went into the house. In a minute she was back, holding two fresh brews, one of which she handed to me, then went and sat on a step below and to the side of me.

“Damn,” I thought, already missing her warm smooth leg against mine. But then I noticed she had unbuttoned one or two of the front buttons of her blouse, or was it my imagination?

No, it wasn’t, because now as she bent forward to hear what one of the other guys was saying, her blouse opened a little and I could see her white bra, and the soft creamy skin that was the beginnings of her breast. As my brain was registering this, she turned and again caught me looking, but again gave me a smile.

So I continued to half listen to the bull the other guys were shooting, and half kept looking down the front of June’s partly unbuttoned blouse. I glanced at June’s face every once in a while to see if she might be getting pissed that I was trying to see her titties, but she was facing forward, seemingly intent in what the guys were saying, but with that smile on her face still. I glanced over at Molly to see if she noticed what was going on and saw that she was looking at June with an almost-smile on her face, and I wondered what was going on in her mind.

I hadn’t yet finished the beer that June had given me, but she tilted her head back and drained her can, then got up and walked past me into the house. I assumed she was going to get another beer or to pee, or both. A few moments later she came back out and again took her seat on the step below me. I heard the guys all talking about the two old cars that Ron had in his garage and could tell that they were going to go look at them. I figured I was going to have to go too, although I’d much rather stay and try to get a glimpse of June’s tits. About that time I looked down the front of June’s blouse again, and saw that not only had she unbuttoned another button, but that I could see a nipple!

“Migod,” I thought, “She took off her bra while she was inside!” Oh, man, there was no way I was going to go look at cars now. The guys all got up and headed in the direction of the garage. June got up too, turned to go inside the house, and as she passed me she gave a little tug on my sleeve. I waited to see if the guys would notice that I wasn’t with them, but they walked on without a glance back toward me. Molly didn’t seem to know what to do, but after a second or so, she went into the house also.

After a pause I went in too, ready with an excuse that I had to use the bathroom if either of the girls questioned why I hadn’t gone with the guys. But once inside I didn’t see Molly, just June with her back toward me standing at the kitchen sink and looking out the window. I thought hell, I should just go for it, and moved in behind her and slipped my arms around her waist. She sighed a little and laid her head back against my shoulder. As I nuzzled her neck, she took my hands and moved them up onto her breasts. I caressed her soft titties for a few seconds, not really believing what was happening here, then got bolder and put my hands inside her blouse. I was getting hard by now, and as I rubbed my fingers along her nipples, June pressed back against me, pushing herself into my appreciative hard cock.

She rubbed up and down against me for a few moments, then murmured “Oh, Jeez, it’s been a damned long time since I’ve been touched like that. You better be careful or I’ll cum right here!” I smiled at that, but only for a second as she turned to take my face in her hands and gave me a deep kiss. As we kissed she took a hand and rubbed it along my stiff cock. I guess my hard cock passed the test, and she then took my hand and led me down the hall to what I figured was her room.

Once inside, I pushed the door closed with my foot as June sat down on the edge of the bed. I walked up to her, and as I did so, she slid down so that she was sitting on the floor with her back against the bed and at eye level with my crotch. She rubbed her hand along my hard dick for a moment, then reached up, undid my belt, pulled down my zipper, and tugged my pants down to my knees. She stroked my cock through my under shorts for a minute, then they were dragged down to my knees too. My hard dick was sticking out straight toward her face, and June just gazed at it for a few moments before taking it in her hand. Her hand felt soft and cool, and oh, so good as she stroked it softly. But then in another minute it was in her mouth, and if I thought her hand felt good on my cock, that was nothing compared to how it felt in her mouth.

Her lips pulled up and down along my cock skin as her head moved up and down. My cock could feel the softness and wetness of her mouth, and I could feel the fire beginning in my groin. She stroked my cock with her hand in rhythm as her mouth moved deeper along my cock. I moved forward, forcing June’s head back against the edge of the bed’s mattress, then leaned on the bed and began moving my hips back and forth. I was actually fucking her mouth now, with all the movements being mine, and pushing my cock deeper into her mouth with each stroke.

But I knew that I wouldn’t last long like that, so I moved back so that June could move her mouth away. But she didn’t stop her sucking and I knew I had to warn her that I was close to cumming.

“June, you had better stop,” I gasped. “I can’t hold back much longer!”

She stopped just long enough to take my cock out of her mouth and smile up at me while she continued to stroke me with her hand, then she bent back to me and started sucking and stroking faster.

“Oh, jeez,” I panted. “I’m gonna cum,” I warned once more, but June didn’t slow down. Then it was there, that hot movement down through my belly then out through my cock. I could feel the gush of cum going into June’s mouth. She hesitated for just a second as the first spurts went into her throat, then she continued milking my cock, taking shot after shot of my cum. As the last gushes subsided she smeared the leftover drops from the end of my prick around her lips, then with it back in her mouth, she continued to milk my softening dick.

In a few moments, after I had caught my breath, I lifted her to a sitting position on the end of the bed, then eased her back until she was lying with her butt on the end of the bed and her legs hanging down to the floor. Kneeling in front of her, I unzipped her shorts, and as I was pulling them off of her, she was already pulling down her panties. I gazed at her pussy for a second or two, then brushed against it lightly with my fingers. Her pussy was shaved, except for a small patch just above, and as I touched her smooth lips she shivered and let out a soft sigh. She was already so wet that I easily slid a finger inside of her, then two. She squirmed a little as my fingers entered her, then pushed against my hand so that my fingers were buried in her. I started a slow fucking movement with my fingers and in a moment she was moving her hips in time to my strokes. When my thumb found her clit she let out a soft moan and started moving harder against my hand.

Still kneeling, I took June’s legs and moved them over my shoulders, then leaned in and started to lick her pussy. I licked her outer lips at first, then pushed my tongue inside, softly at first, then more insistent, licking up and down and feeling her pushing against me, wanting my tongue in deeper. When I moved my lips to her clit, she gave a little yelp and pushed her hand to the back of my head, pushing my lips against it. I put my two fingers back into her and moved them in and out in time with sucking her clit. I could hear her breathing harder, giving little cries as I licked and finger fucked her. Then when I pressed against her asshole with my thumb and with all her dripping wetness it popped just inside, she gasped, then bucked wildly as my mouth, fingers and thumb brought her to a thrashing, moaning orgasm.

When she slowed and came down off her high, I pushed her up onto the bed and finished taking off my clothes, then took her blouse off her. June’s titties weren’t much bigger than my hand, but her nipples were large and hard. I slipped one into my mouth, then the other.

“Ummm,” she said, very contentedly. She soon pushed them up at me, mashing them into my face, and I could feel myself starting to get hard again.

I moved up to position my half-hard cock at her mouth and she greedily sucked me down. Her hand stroked me up and down as her lips tightened around me. I bucked my hips, feeding my cock in and out of her tight mouth, and in just a little bit I was as hard as ever.

I moved down between her legs and she spread them in invitation. I put her legs over my shoulders, moving her pussy up to meet my cock which was at her entrance. I rubbed it there for just a second or two, then in one hard thrust I buried myself in her.

“Oh, my God,” she gasped, then whimpered as I pushed as hard as I could, just grinding myself into her. I moved my cock out slowly until only the head was in her, then slammed into her pussy again. I pushed her legs back until her knees were up around her ears, and was able to lean into her, banging my cock into her, over and over.

Each time I stroked into her she gave a little cry, and I saw she had her fist in her mouth, biting it hard as she muffled the sounds of her oncoming orgasm. Her head was flailing back and forth, her face was sweaty, and suddenly I could feel her pussy convulse around my cock. The hand that wasn’t in her mouth was grabbing at the bedspread, pulling it, then pushing it away, and I could see all her facial muscles tense as the orgasm hit her.

I gradually slowed my strokes, then stopped, still deep in her, as her body slowly relaxed.

“Jeez, that was some screw,” she grinned. “Let me see what you did all that with.” I pulled my cock from her, all wet and glistening with her juices, and to my surprise she turned around, held my dick in her hand for a few seconds, and then took it in her mouth. I just leaned my head back and breathed deeply, realizing that my cock that just a few minutes ago had been in her wet, warm pussy was now in her wet warm mouth. Her mouth did different things than her pussy had done, but they were both oh, so good. I moved my hips in time to the motions of her hand and mouth, fucking her face as I had done before. But I had more plans in mind, so I didn’t want to cum again yet.

Reluctantly I pulled my cock from June’s mouth, and turned her over. Immediately she got the idea and got on her knees with her head down on a pillow. I moved behind her and once more slipped my dick into that inviting pussy. I started a slow steady stroking, and as I did, I moistened my thumb with her juices. As I stroked her pussy I rubbed my wet thumb around her asshole, then pushed against it until my thumb slid just a little bit inside. June gave a loud sigh, pushed back against me, and started stroking with my rhythm, pushing my cock and my thumb in and out of her.

After a few moments of this steady fucking motion, June pulled away from me, went into her bathroom, and returned with a small tube of lubricant. Wordlessly she handed me the tube, then got back on her knees. I again slid my hard cock into her wet pussy, setting up that familiar slow stroking motion. But this time I also spread the lubricant around her asshole, put some on my fingers, then pushed two fingers into her ass. She gave a loud gasp, then stroked with me, pushing my cock in and out of her pussy, and my fingers in and out of her ass.

Once I figured that I had loosened her up enough, I slipped my cock out of her pussy, put lubricant on it, and positioned it at the opening of her ass. I rubbed it around there, just playing, until June pushed herself hard up against me, and my cock slid about halfway into her ass. I stopped for a moment, letting her adjust to the feel of my cock, when just out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of some movement by the bedroom door. I know I had closed the door when I came into the room, but now it was just a little open, and what I had seen was just a flash of blonde hair as someone moved back away from the opening.

The only person I had seen there today with blonde hair was Molly, and I suddenly realized that she had been watching us, for how long I didn’t know. I fully expected her to have gone and gotten her husband and my boss Ron, and would come storming into the room at any second to break up June and I. But I figured, what the hell, I was going to enjoy the situation until they came, so I continued to slow stroke June’s ass pushing further and further in until I was completely buried in her. I pulled almost all the way out, then without warning, I slammed my cock deep into her. June let out a squeal, then when I continued to move out and slam back into her, she started to moan. “Uhh, uhh, uhh,” she groaned, each one in time to my strokes.

I glanced over at the door again, and again saw a glimpse of blonde hair, then realized that Molly was still there and hadn’t gone to get her husband to break up the enjoyment that June and I were having. She was actually staying by the door to watch.

But I was past caring about that now, let her watch, I thought. I felt the cum starting to rise in me again as June was thrashing around, and starting to cum as her ass was being fucked hard. As her squeals and moans got louder, she suddenly shivered, her whole body tensed, suddenly relaxed, then tensed again as she spasmed through her orgasm. I felt mine coming on also, but I didn’t want to cum in her ass which would give her a messy afternoon as the cum leaked back out, so I pulled out of her, intending to cum all over her soft ass cheeks.

But almost as soon as I pulled out of her ass, June quickly turned around, took a couple of strokes of my cock with her hand, then took my cock deep into her mouth. I watched as her lips slid up and down my raging hard dick, then started pumping with my hips. It felt different than pumping her ass, but still so very good and I knew my climax was coming on fast, so I quickly warned her.

“June, June, I’m going to cum,” I gasped. “I’m going to cum really quick.”

“Um,” was her response as she started to pump me faster, then it was there. I pumped her mouth as my cum spurted into her throat, spurt after spurt. I could see her swallow, but she kept on stroking me as each spurt erupted from my cock, then as I slowed she took my cock from her mouth and just held it to her face as the last few drops of cum dribbled out and dripped down her face.

I collapsed on the bed next to her, and as I did I glanced over at the door just in time to see it softly close. “Show’s over,” I thought, but wondered how much serious trouble I’d be in when word got back to my boss Ron about how I fucked his sister-in-law in his own house.

But June was murmuring in my ear. “I sure wish I didn’t have to leave tomorrow,” she said. “I know I’d be looking to do all this again. It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex, and I can’t remember ever having been fucked as well as you just did.”

I thought briefly about telling her how her sister was watching us, but thought better of it. Since I was perhaps going to have to deal with my own problem when and if Ron found out, I didn’t want to perhaps cause any sister to sister problems.

I guess I was being naive at the time, because I never expected what was going to happen next…

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Wife Has a Visitor

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The phone rang three times before my wife was able to answer it. I had been outside this Saturday afternoon working in our garden and just came in the door to hear the phone ring. I didn’t know who she was talking to. From her responses on the phone, it seemed to me some one was flirting with her.

After a few minutes, she asked me if it was alright for Jim to come over today. I suddenly knew what it was all about and told her it was OK with me. When she hung up, I told her we were expecting this to happen anytime. She smiled at me and acted very nervous. She went to the bathroom to freshen up.

We had talked about sharing sex with our good friends, Jim and Julie, during the past several months. They indicated they would share, but my wife kept saying, no. Finally, my wife said she would try it, but she wanted complete privacy with Jim for the first time. No one could watch. I thought that would not be a problem, because we could utilize two separate bedrooms. She still wasn’t satisfied with that arrangement. She said Jim could come over sometime when I’m not in the house. After that, we would decide what to do.

My wife came out of the bathroom with her hair combed and her makeup freshly applied. She had put on more lipstick than usual. Her lips looked very inviting. Evidently, she wanted to look pretty and sexy for Jim.

I asked, “Are you going to take off your jeans and put on something pretty.”

“No, Jim will have to be satisfied with me just the way I am dressed.”

I laughed and said, “He will soon take off your clothes anyway.”

She looked a little shocked to realize Jim would soon be seeing her nude. I think she suddenly realized what was going to happen.

She said, “I need some courage. Go fix a strong drink for me”

I went to the kitchen to mix drinks for us, but made hers a triple. As she started sipping her drink, I asked, “What do you want to do when you are in bed with Jim.”

She blushed and said, “I’m embarrassed to talk about it, especially to you. I haven’t had time to think about it.”

She was dressed in jeans and blouse. I suggested she remove her bra so that her nipples would show through the thin blouse.

She said, “ I’ll remove my bra later. I didn’t think about it being daylight. I would feel much better if it was dark to be naked with Jim. I’ll be embarrassed today.”

“You have beautiful breasts and a body you can be proud to show. I’m sure Jim will be very pleased.”

She had quickly consumed the drink and asked for another. I mixed another triple for her. I’ve lived with her long enough to know that when she is feeling high, she loses her inhibitions and becomes sexually aggressive. I expected this second drink would loosen her up. Soon, she started talking more and I knew it was time for me to ask again what she expected to do in bed with Jim. I said, “Are you going to give Jim a blow job?”

She looked a little startled and responded, “Do you think I should and do you think he would like it?”.

“There is no doubt in my mind that Jim would be thrilled if you did. He would love it.”

“In that case, Jim and I will take a shower first because you know I like to be thoroughly clean when doing that.”

“You might consider a six nine position so that Jim can tongue your pussy while you go down on him.”

“Now you’re wanting me to expose the most intimate part of my body to him during daylight.”

“I’m sure that would turn Jim on.”

“OK, if that is what it takes, I’ll spread my legs wide and let him have a close look at my pussy and ass.” She humorously said, “He can even put his nose in it if he desires.”

We both laughed.

“Do you want him to tease your ass with his finger the way you like me to do?”

“That would probably feel good.”

The drinks were making her feel loose and willing to talk sex.

I said, “What else are you going to do with Jim.”

“I’ve decided to give him the best blow job he ever had. Then I’ll let him fuck me as long as he can get an erection. I’ll give him an afternoon he will long remember.” She paused. “Jim should be here any minute now, why don’t you go back and work in the garden. I’ll wait here in the house for him”

I thought, she is really primed for sex. Jim is going to have the thrill of a life time with my wife. I reluctantly returned to hoe the weeds in the garden.

Jim drove his car in the drive way and got out. He noticed me in the garden at the side of the house. He started walking toward me, then I walked to meet him. We shook hands and talked about the beautiful sunny day being a little hot. Nothing was said about sex or why he had come over to our house. We both knew the plan. The less talk right now, the better. I commented that my wife was in the house.

Jim left to ring the front door bell. I heard the door open and my wife’s voice to invite him in. Jim would soon find out what a sexy wife I have.

I continued to hoe the weeds, but my mind was elsewhere. It being a warm day, the windows of our house were open. I was wondering which bedroom they would use. A few minutes later, I heard voices from the upstairs bedroom window on the side of the house next to the garden. Maybe I’ll be lucky to hear what they say.

They were not talking loud enough for me to make out what they were saying. I heard my wife give a little squeal, and then Jim laughed. I wondered what he did to her. I leaned on the hoe handle and listened for more sounds.

I heard Jim say, “Off it comes.”, then a pause, “Your breasts are beautiful.”

I assumed he would be nibbling on them by now. I didn’t hear anything for a few minutes. I could only assume they were kissing and removing their clothes.

The upstairs bathroom also had a small high widow on this side of the house. Soon, I heard the shower going and Jim said, “Come on in”.

I knew my wife was planning to wash his cock before she gave him a blow job. Then there was some giggling by my wife. I heard muffled voices over the noise of water showering on them. I assumed he was washing my wife’s beautiful body after she had washed his cock and balls. A few minutes later, the water was turned off, but I could not hear any voices. My wife gave another little squeal and Jim laughed again. I was curious to know what he was doing. Was he goosing her or giving her a sexy pinch on her butt. I must remember to ask my wife what Jim did to make her squeal.

The window was open in the bedroom and the blind was pulled up. If they walked around the side of the bed next to the window, I might see them. They were very quiet. Now that they had dried off, they were probably standing up and kissing while their naked bodies were pressed together. He probably had a finger in her pussy by now. Maybe she had a hand on his cock.

As they came back in the bedroom, I heard my wife say, “Let me take off the bed spread.”

They both walked by the window giving me a glimpse of my wife’s body from her naked breasts up. I saw the top part of his naked body right behind her. I got a glimpse of him kissing her before they laid down on the bed. They disappeared from my sight. Then it was quiet for awhile. I assumed they had stopped kissing and she probably had his cock in her mouth by now. If so, Jim must really be enjoying it. I knew one thing for sure. I was going to give my wife a very good fucking after Jim left. I kept wishing they would say something so I would know what they were doing.

I heard Jim say, “Ooohhh! That is so good.”

I wondered if she had just deep throated his cock. If so, there would be more noise from him.

Then I heard him continue several times, “Oooooohhhhhh……”

There was no doubt in my mind that she was lying on top of him in a six nine position. She told me earlier that is what she planned to do. She is now alternating going down on his cock, licking the head, feeling and mouthing his balls. She is probably using her tongue all around his bottom similar to the way she does me. During this time Jim is looking at her pussy and ass, probably kissing her clit and running his tongue up and down her slit. She always enjoyed that.

I was wondering if he was fingering her ass as yet. He might not try it on his own, but I think she will tell him to move his finger up and down the crease of her ass and insert it. I couldn’t hear anything from my wife, but I could hear Jim’s vocalization.

Occasionally, I heard Jim say, “You are so sexy. You are the best. Keep doing it.”

Evidently, he is really enjoying the super blow job my wife is giving him. The grunts and sounds of sex continued. Then, Jim’s voice became louder and began to grunt very loud. Evidently, he was shooting his cum, spurt after spurt, in my wife’s mouth. His groans and grunts continued as I knew my wife was continuing to suck the last bit of cum from his cock.

My wife usually becomes vocal when she has an organism, but I didn’t hear her. Of course, she can’t make much noise with a cock in her mouth. Then the noise subsided. They are probably relaxing with my wife still lying on top of him with his limp cock in her mouth. I didn’t hear anything for awhile. They started softly talking but I couldn’t understand very much.

I did heard Jim say, “It won’t take long for me to be ready again.”

“Don’t worry, we have all afternoon”, she said.

I had been leaning on the hoe handle, but didn’t want to work. I decided to sit on a small bench that was handy and listen to more voices and noises from upstairs. I looked at my watch to see that about ten minutes had gone by before I heard them talk again.

My wife said, “I’ll help you get it up again. What position do you want?”

Jim answered, but I didn’t quite understand. Anyway, he is getting ready to fuck her.

My wife said, “Get in position and let me aim it with my hand.”

I then heard Jim give a groan and a big sigh as if he had just plunged his cock all the way in my wife’s pussy. Now they were quiet Probably, slowly fucking and taking time for tongue searching kisses for added sexual pleasure. Jim had already cum once, so they would take their time to enjoy many long kisses while his cock was buried in her hot pussy. I looked at my watch.

I heard Jim say, “You are so sexy, I can hardly believe I am here with you.”

It was quiet again as they continued to fuck. I then thought I heard a faint grunt. Yes, it sounded as if Jim was grunting as the sound became louder. I looked at my watch to see they had been fucking for at least twenty minutes. I could now picture in my mind a vision of Jim pounding his hard cock in her pussy. Then I heard my wife make her usual loud moans as she approaches an orgasm. Her moans sounded so familiar, I knew she was going through an orgasm. Jim became very vocal. Evidently his cum was filling my wife’s pussy. It wasn’t very long before I heard my wife’s voice.

“Wait a minute before you pull out.”

She had told me that many times when we finished so she could get some tissues to catch the cum before it soiled the bed. I knew exactly what they were doing right now. Sometimes she puts my limp cock in her mouth before getting out of bed to clean up. I wondered if she now had Jim’s limp member in her mouth. I will have to ask her later.

Before today, my wife was very apprehensive about having sex with another man. From what I could hear, it sounded as if her sexual experiment was successful. If so, now maybe we can continue the relationship in a more open fashion. I will have the opportunity to have sex with Jim’s very pretty wife. I heard the commode flush up stairs and assumed my wife and Jim were cleaning up.

I was wondering if they were going to get dressed. They seemed to be in no hurry to come down stairs. I heard them talking in the bedroom but couldn’t hear much what they were saying. It sounded as if they were going to stay upstairs and continue with more sex.

I could barely hear my wife say, “We can do it again if you want to stay.”

Jim responded in a clear voice, “I would really like to stay.”

I could barely hear my wife’s response, “Alright, I’ll help you get it hard.”

I could only assume she would take his cock in her mouth to get it hard. He liked the first blow job so good, maybe she will give him another. It was quiet for a long time. I assume she had his cock in her mouth.

Then I heard Jim say, “Turn around and let’s try it in this position.”

Evidently, he was going to fuck her again now that she had his cock hard. I looked at my watch. Five minutes went by, then ten, then fifteen. He was really taking his time to fuck her and enjoy the feeling. I didn’t hear anything, but they could have switched to other positions during this long time.

Then I heard him grunt and groan loud and practically shout that he was cumming. I didn’t hear anything from my wife. Maybe she was not having an orgasm but was allowing him to fuck her for his own benefit. My wife would enjoy it even though she might not have an orgasm. Jim’s vocal noises finally subsided. Then I heard them talking.

She said, “Let me get the tissues before you pull out”

Jim responded, “OK. That was so good, you are so very sexy.”

Now they began to talk loud enough so I could hear.

He said, “I hope I didn’t wear you out.”

“No, I enjoyed every minute of it. I’m glad you came to see me this afternoon. Now I feel we four can get together to extend our friendship in a more intimate fashion. Sorry, I had such a hang up to begin with. I thought I was going to be embarrassed this afternoon especially since it was daylight, but I feel good about it. You are a very good lover.” She hesitated, then said, “Go ahead and get dressed, I’ll stay right here for my husband. I’m sure he has the hots now.”

I went around to the front of the house to wait for Jim. He came out the front door with a big smile.

He said, “Your wife is upstairs waiting for you. I think she is a fantastic girl. You are lucky to have her all the time. While I was upstairs, we talked about you and your wife coming to our house tomorrow night for a big party. You know what kind of party I’m talking about. I’ll talk to Julie when I get home to see if it alright with her. I’ll have Julie call you.”

While I was talking to Jim, I noticed he had my wife’s lipstick smeared on his lips and on other parts of his face. I didn’t want to tell him that. I wanted him to go home and let Julie see him. The thought went through my mind that he probably had traces of lipstick on his cock. Maybe that is why my wife applied so much lipstick. Maybe she applied more between sexual encounters. When Jim left, I quickly went up stairs. My wife was lying naked on top of the bed waiting for me. She had that fresh fucked look. Her hair was messed up and her lipstick smeared.

She smiled and said, “Did you see my lipstick on Jim’s face? I wanted to send him home to his wife like that. She will know we had a good time.”

I didn’t know girls could be so catty, and we’re supposed to be good friends. I’m sure she did it as a joke.

I said, “I have to take a quick shower to get rid of the garden dirt and sweat.”

When I came back into the room, she was lying on her back with her legs parted. I could smell sex. Her pussy lips were red and swollen from the fucking Jim had given her. I was so turned on by the thoughts of another man fucking my beautiful wife and here she was just waiting for me. I saw tissues laying on the floor. These were the ones she used to catch Jim’s cum as he pulled out of her. Evidently, she had not gone to the bathroom to clean up after the last time because I could see Jim’s cum oozing from her. I assume she wanted me to fuck her with Jim’s cum still in her. That’s OK with me, I’ll just add mine to Jim’s.

I could hardly wait for her to tell me all the details of what she and Jim did. I laid on my back while she moved above me to sit on my cock. Before she could sit on my cock, some cum was dripping out of her pussy down on me. She sat on me as my cock became fully buried in her. She was very juicy and stretched. She then started telling me everything they did from the minute Jim came in the front door until he left.

Jans Wedding Night

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Jan was 23 when I met her and completely modest in every way. She was quiet and shy and blushed at the slightest hint of anything suggestive. The way she dressed was fitting with her strict upbringing, and her figure was petite. 5’4″, 125 lbs, long dark hair, pale blue eyes. Great legs, but always kept hidden under skirts. A small, tight bottom that looked incredible in tight pants, and 34B breasts that were always hidden under a bra.

We began dating and though we did not marry for three years, the furthest I got with her physically was some groping over her clothes of those firm breasts and that marvelous rear. Neither one of us was a virgin and she openly admitted to allowing a past boyfriend have his way with her. Nevertheless she insisted we wait until after marriage, and though this was during the freewheeling 70s, I respected her wishes and held back. The closest I got to seeing her body was in a modest bikini, although the cold water sometimes would force her nipples to push through her top and make it obvious that there were some incredible nipples underneath. This is the first installment of my collection of true stories about my girl, starting with the night I first saw the real Jan . . . . on our wedding night.

The ceremony was small and casual with just a few friends and family. We made it to a nice hotel room in Los Angeles on the 10th floor. In room Jacuzzi and all the extras. The bride wanted to get out of wedding dress without messing it up, so she went off to change in the bathroom. She came out wearing a black satin floor length nightgown which stood out perfectly against her pale skin. I smiled in approval and watched her slowly turn and model for me. The nipples I had been waiting so patiently to see were pressing out against the fabric, and as she stood a few feet from where I was sitting she ran her fingers up over her stomach and under her breasts. Her fingers were noticeably trembling as she gently cupped her breasts for a few seconds, then brushed over both of those incredible points. Her blushing increased and a tiny moan escaped at the stimulation, as if she wanted to act sexy and tease me, but couldn’t quite find the nerve. We embraced and kissed deeply, again causing her to moan and tremble all over. We had kissed passionately many times, but not with this much anticipation.

The first of many memorable hot moments in our relationship happened at that point. Jan stepped back and pushed my arms down and my hands away from her. She looked straight into my eyes and sighed as she untied the sash around her waist. The gown opened slightly revealing the pale skin between her breasts. In exquisite slow motion, she reached up, her hands shaking, and began to open the gown for my eyes. For the first time I saw those awesome pink nipples. They were pointing straight out and even bigger than I imagined. The areola were also bigger than I thought- the classic silver dollar size- and as the fabric fell away it caught on one of the nipples and made it snap back into place. She giggled slightly and watched me for my expression, and she must have liked it, because she smiled widely let me feast on the sight.

Of course my hands were quickly up and inspecting her for the first time over bare skin, and she groaned as I softly pinched the tips and lifted those firm mounds of flesh. As she stared into my eyes I slipped the gown back and off her shoulders, allowing it to fall at her feet. She stood there in silky black tap pants (loose fitting panties like small boxers) and black heels (nice touch with the shoes!) We embraced, kissed, fondled, and eventually moved a few feet to the bed, where I gently lowered her to her back and continued the exploration. I will never forget the first time I took one of those perfect stiff nipples into my mouth. She inhaled sharply and grabbed my arms, but allowed me to continue.

I soon had her arms up above her head as I licked and sucked on her breasts like they the first I had ever tasted. Her excitement was already growing as she obviously was very sensitive with those rock-hard points. She had begun to hump against my leg, and as I began kissing lower over her belly and toward those little pants. She rolled over quickly and complained that I was overdressed. I would have been happy to get naked in about 10 seconds, but she reached out and began unbuttoning my shirt very slowly, then unzipped and pulled at my pants. I was then sitting next to her in my shorts, with an obvious pole pushing out the front. She smiled and lightly ran her hand over it, then playfully climbed on top of me and pushed me onto my back. She straddled me and immediately placed her crotch directly over mine, and she got this wicked smile and she began rocking on top of me, feeling my erection press between her legs.

That’s when memorable moment #2 took place. Her hair was messy and her breathing increasingly heavy as she dry humped me and looked right into my eyes. “I told you it would be worth waiting for!” she purred, and I first realized that there just might be a wild, daring lover under that conservative exterior. With that she slid down over my body and began kissing my stomach. I laid back to enjoy and felt my shorts being pulled lower. Not wanting to miss this moment, I arched my back and pulled my head up in time to see her looking straight at my cock for the first time. She removed the shorts without looking away from me, and then firmly took my dick into her hands. With an expression of complete lust, she opened her mouth and took the head between her lips. With her hands, lips and tongue she made love to my cock like a pro, and I soon felt the rising of an impending orgasm. I warned her that I was going to cum, figuring she may want to pull away, but she just moaned, looked up at me and mumbled “cum in my mouth.” And I did exactly that!

She swallowed and took every drop and then licked and savored the remaining stuff still leaking out. My hard-on remained (as it often did in the younger days) even though I was drained, and she climbed back up and straddle me again, directly over my chest. Her breathing was chocked and she was trembling more than ever and she swayed over me and ran her hands over the front of her tap pants. I watched her fingers stay between her legs and even under the material a few times, and I could smell her scent. I began to lower the waistline, but could not get them off with her kneeling over me. Her dark curly bush came into view, and that’s when memorable moment #3 took place. Her pubic hair was trimmed on the side for a bathing suit, but otherwise full and lush, yet standing up in the middle of it was the biggest clitoris I had ever seen! It was roughly the size of a fingertip and angled toward my chest, with the fleshy hood unable to cover the shiny tip. It was bright pink and wet, and all I could say was “Oh my God!” She moaned and blushed, and pressed up into her lower folds with a finger from underneath. I was totally blown away and had to see this woman naked!

She sensed my intent and sat down next to me, waiting to see my reaction. I laid her back and went right back to pulling on those panties, and she raised her butt to allow them to slide down and off. She kept her legs together, but even in that position her mega-clit was standing out and visible. I took a leg and began to move it to the side, and for the first time I felt her resist a little, then she allowed me to spread her apart and see it all. There before me was this curly dark bush with a thick clit poking out, and the most awesome labia I had every dreamed of! Her wide open thighs and obvious excitement caused the flesh to actually part on its own. The right side was slightly longer than the left, but like a flower opening to the sun, her gorgeous labia were on display.

She asked me what I thought and I stammered “are you kidding?” She looked genuinely concerned.

“I always thought they were too big,” she said softly. “You know . . they stick out too much?” I insisted they were incredible (this happened to always be a big fantasy of mine) and I told her they were amazing. This seemed to relax her enough to press her pelvis up a little in encouragement, and I dove in, licking, kissing and sucking those fleshy petals into my mouth. She exploded with the first of many orgasms that night, shaking and bucking as if she felt it to her core. I had to back off the clit a few times as it became very sensitive, but I was more than happy to change positions and climb on top of her. With her legs pulled high in the air, I looked over that perfect pussy again, with the dangling outer lips and even the wet inner lips showing, and I put my aching cock at the opening. She bit her lip and looked up at me in anticipation, and as I slipped inside her for the first time she came instantly with a long moan of pleasure. I did not last long that first time and soon pushed as deep as I could as my semen shot inside her womb.

The rest of the night was exhausting, and we licked, sucked, fingered and fucked for hours. We woke up in the morning sticky all over with dry sperm and sweat, still totally naked on top of the bedspread. We cleaned up in the Jacuzzi tub, fucked again in the water even though she was getting sore, and then I helped clean her out by holding her over one of the jets and letting the water shoot into her pussy. Of course this brought on another massive orgasm, and I knew the journey had begun. My little shy girl was on her way to becoming an uninhibited sexual animal!

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Bachelor Party Surprise

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My Name is Derek and my wife is Kristy. We have been married for eight years and are both in our early thirties. We had just opened a Party Store where we sell party supplies and put on parties for various groups of people. We have catered parties for local dignitaries, weddings, fundraisers and even the occasional bachelor or bachelorette parties.

The business had been very successful so far. We were trying to build a solid reputation as a place you can count on for a great party. We are usually pretty busy and Kristy and I do most of the work. We have to hire temps occasionally to help out when the party is too large for just the two of us to handle.

When it comes to the bachelor or bachelorette parties we usually hire strippers, as it seems all of these parties want this type of entertainment. We also work with various local bands to work the parties.

I usually work the bachelor parties with a temp helper because Kristy feels uncomfortable around them and she usually works the bachelorette parties with a temp for the same reason. It seems that usually the guys or gals which ever it may be have a better time if someone’s husband or wife is not around.

We had a call from a local politician whose son was getting married and he wanted to pay for the bachelor party. The usual request for liquor, food and strippers was on the list. There was going to be about eight guys at the party and it was going to be in a ritzy local hotel in one of the suites.

The party was in three days, which was very short notice to get things put together. We charge more for a short-term notice party, which is nice for the bank account but makes it a mad dash to put all of it together.

Kristy got on getting the food together and I jumped on getting the temp help lined up and the dancers for the party.

Everything was set for the party and it was none too soon as the party was tomorrow night at 7pm.

The day of the party Kristy and I were loading the van with the food and decorations when my cell phone rang. It was my temp help for the evening and he had an emergency and could not make it. There was no time to set up more help, as we had to be at the hotel in one hour to begin getting ready.

Kristy shrugged and said, “I guess we have no choice but for me to go and help with this one.”

I said, “Just help me get it set up and you can leave. It’s only eight guys and I can handle that easily.”

I got in the van and she got in our car and followed me to the hotel. We got everything carried up to the room and Kristy started on decorations while I set up the food table.

We had just completed the set up and Kristy said, “I’ll go down stairs to the lobby and just hang out in case you need help you can just call me.”

She had only been gone about 5 minutes when the guys started showing up for the party. They had apparently already started the party somewhere else as they had been drinking.

I introduced myself, showed them the food table and started to pour them their first drinks. One of the guys had brought some porn movies to play on the big screen TV in the room. Things were going along just fine then my cell phone rang.

It was one of the girls we had hired to dance for the party. They had been in an auto accident on the way and were going to the hospital.

It was too late to find another dancer for the party. This party was plagued with problems from the start and it was not getting any better.

To make matters worse one of the guys came over and asked, “Are there not supposed to be girls here for this?”

I told him, “Yes, there has been a slight glitch and I was trying to find replacements.”

I called Kristy who was still in the lobby and told her of the dilemma. She said, “Let me get on the phone and see what I can do. We have to do something quickly we don’t want to screw up this party.”

I said, “See what you can do and let me know.”

I served the guys some more food and another round of drinks. So far they seemed content on eating, drinking and watching the porn movies. They were starting to get rowdier and joking with each other. About thirty minutes had passed and I had not heard from Kristy. I was getting nervous and afraid we were going to mess up this party, which would not be good considering whom, it was for.

There was a knock at the door and I went to get it hoping it was the dancers. I opened the door and there stood Kristy. She was in a long evening gown and looked fabulous.

I asked, “What are you doing here?”

She replied, “I could not find any dancers and had to do something. We cannot blow a party this early in our business or we might as well close shop. So I went to the clothing shop in the lobby and bought what I needed”

I looked at her and said, “You can’t do this.”

She looked at me and said, “I never have but I wouldn’t say I can’t”

I replied, “I didn’t mean you can’t but rather you’re my wife.”

She said, “Do you have another suggestion?”

Then one of the guys walked to the door and let out a holler, “Alright the girls are here!”

He reached past me and ushered Kristy into the room. He led her over to where the guys were and said, “Look at what I found on our doorstep.”

The guys really got excited then.

Kristy is a beautiful woman with a body that would put many strippers to shame. She stands about 5’7″ tall with long blonde hair. Her figure is a beautiful hourglass shape with large breasts, a firm flat stomach from working out and a beautiful tight little ass. She was in a pretty red sequined gown and a pair of 5″ heels that set off her dancer legs. Needless to say she looked absolutely edible.

I was very nervous about this whole arrangement and didn’t think she knew what she was getting into.

One of the guys went to put on some music with the porn movie playing on the big screen still. I saw Kristy’s eyes widen as she saw the porn movie playing.

One of the guys said, “Come on baby take it off!”

Kristy was nervous and stalling for time, “Can’t you at least buy a girl a drink first?”

One of the guys yelled over to me, “Barkeep can we get the lady a drink?”

I poured Kristy her favorite drink and made it especially strong, as I knew she was going to need it.

I carried the drink to her as she held out her shaking hand and smiled at me and said, “Thank-You.”

One of the guys patted the seat next to him on the couch and said, “Come over here babe and sit next to me and my soon to be married buddy.”

Kristy walked over to the couch and sat down between the two guys. The one immediately put his hand on her thigh that was exposed from the slit in her dress. The other guy put his arm around her shoulder. She was the center of attention, as they all seemed to huddle around her.

One of the guys asked, “Are you bringing some friends with you?”

Kristy responded, “I was but something came up and they could not make it so you just get little ole me.”

The one said, “From the looks of you one will be plenty.”

Kristy smiled and said, “I don’t know about that but I guess we will have to make due.”

I poured all of the guys another drink and mixed them strong. I was hoping I could just get them so drunk they would pass out and not need a dancer.

One of them said, “If you’re the only one coming let’s get on with the show.”

Kristy said, “My, my what impatient guys you are. What’s the hurry we have all night. Let me get another drink to get the mood just right.”

She started to get up and the guy with his hand on her thigh said, “You don’t need to get up. Barkeep we need another drink for the lady.”

I knew she just wanted to get away and talk to me. I poured another drink for her and another for the guys. As I handed Kristy her drink she looked at me with a wild eyed look that I could not tell if it was fear or excitement but her hand was still shaking.

They guy who had his hand on her thigh had moved it further up her dress and his fingers had disappeared under her dress. The groom had moved his hand farther around her so that his hand was resting just above one of her heaving breasts.

My plan of plying them with drinks did not seem to be working. It was apparently only making matters worse.

One of the guys asked, “Honey can you do that?” as he pointed to the big screen. On the screen was a girl with a cock in her pussy and one in her mouth at the same time.

Kristy looked shocked and said, “I’m just a dancer not a hooker.”

The guy responded, “I know I was just wondering if you had every done that?”

Kristy said, “No I have not.”

One of the other guys piped in and asked, “Would you like to?” and laughed.

Kristy replied, “No I don’t believe I would.”

I walked more drinks over hoping to get to the pass out stage quicker. The groom now had his hand slipped completely over her breast and the other guy had his hand pushed further under her dress. I could tell by looking that he must be very near her pussy.

Kristy reached out her hand that was steadier now and took her drink. This time she could not look me in the eyes.

I wanted to jerk her out of here. If I didn’t have all of our money and our home invested, which we had mortgaged to start the business, I would have but or money and our home could potentially be gone. The groom’s father was a very influential man in town who knew a lot of people. I knew that is why Kristy was sitting there doing what she was doing. We could potentially be ruined financially if we failed a party this early on.

One of the guys got up and turned the music louder and yelled, “Let’s get this party started!”

I and I’m sure Kristy knew there was no more stalling. She had seen one other dancer at a party and kind of knew what was next.

Kristy stood up with a cheer from the guys. She turned and asked the guy sitting next to her, “You’re the groom are you not?”

He shook his head yes. She grabbed his hand and led him to a chair in the middle of the room. She sat him down in the chair and the rest of the guys moved their chairs for a better view.

My mind was racing as I thought she is really going to do this. She started dancing to the music. She was swaying her beautiful hips and running her hands along her tight body. She turned around and shook her cute ass in his face. He reached out and placed his hand on her ass. She then sat down on his lap and was grinding into his crotch. When she stood up it was evident that he had a hard on. The guys also noticed and made comment as he turned beet red.

Kristy seductively turned around and straddled the chair as she sat on his lap again facing him. She was grinding on him and pulled his head toward her cleavage. She buried his face into her abundant cleavage and shook her tits in his face.

She stood back up and the groom now had a raging hard on tenting from his slacks.

I noticed a twinge in my crotch and could not believe my cock was beginning to stir. I didn’t want it to but yet Kristy was so sexy and watching her was an incredible turn on.

Kristy danced to the music and reached for the zipper on the side of her dress. She unzipped it down to her hip then pulled the dress off of her shoulders. She had apparently purchased some lacy lingerie at the shop also. She used her arms to hold the dress up in the front to tease the guys.

All of them were completely mesmerized in watching my beautiful wife undress.

She let the dress fall and it caught at her hips. Her firm breasts were constrained by a beautiful white bra. She shook her chest at the groom and sat in his lap again. She pulled his head to her tits and this time he licked between her tits. She again stood up and wiggled out of the dress. It pooled on the floor at her feet and she stepped out of it.

She was wearing a white garter belt with matching lace thong panties and stockings that had the seam running up the back of them.

One of the guys yelled, “Take it off!”

I now noticed my cock was at full staff watching this sexy creature stripping for a room full of guys.

Kristy turned so her ass was facing the groom and bent over to grab her ankles. The guys in the room got up from their chairs to see the sight. She backed her ass right to his face and he leaned forward to meet it.

This brought a cheer from the guys watching. I could tell most of them had hard-ons in the room. I was getting real nervous about this now and wondered if I should stop it before it got out of hand.

She stood back up and faced me. She looked right at me and I knew this wild-eyed look was one of excitement. She was getting turned on by this attention and taking her clothes off in a room full of guys.

She quickly spun around and faced the groom. She reached for the snap on the front of her bra and unsnapped it holding the cups against her tits. She then slid the bra off her shoulders and it dropped to the floor.

Another cheer came from the group as Kristy was now standing with her big tits bared to the room. She had her back to me as she again climbed onto the groom’s lap. She leaned her tits into his face and as she did he quickly reached out and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. She was not planning on this and jerked back. You could here the pop as his sucking mouth left her tit. She just shook her finger at him like he was a naughty little boy. She then reached for the back of his head and pulled him between her tits and shook them so they were hitting his ears.

She quickly stood back up and placed her shoe on the seat between his legs. He reached for her shoe and took it off her foot. She then placed the other one up there and he took it off.

Kristy stepped back and reached for the hooks holding up her stockings. She slowly was swaying to the music as she unhooked each one. She again put her foot between his legs and onto his crotch this time and rubbed her foot up and down on his dick. He reached for the top of her stocking and pulled it down her long sexy leg. She raised her foot just as he pulled the stocking all the way off. She then repeated the same with her other stocking. She bent over the groom putting her hands on the back of the chair so that her tits were hanging in his face. She had to know what was going to happen next. He leaned his head back and sucked a nipple into his mouth. She did not jerk back this time and let him suck on her tit. The guys in the room were mixed on where to look as their buddy sucked her tit or at her thong covered ass and pussy visible to them.

Her ass was facing my direction and I could see a wet spot forming on her panties. She was completely turned on by this now. I was standing back by the food table and bar watching. I started rubbing my hard cock through my slacks. She stood back up and turned around so she was facing me and glanced my direction. Her eyes opened wide as she saw me rubbing my cock. She sat down on the groom’s lap and started bouncing up and down on him. Her big full tits were bouncing and her nipples were hard and she was so excited that her areola was puckered. She glanced my direction again and gave me a devilish smile at the fact that I had a hard on and was rubbing it through my pants.

The room was silent from talking and cheering at this point as most of the room was rubbing their cocks at the sight of this vixen dry humping their buddy.

Kristy stood back up and turned her ass toward the groom and reached for her panty waistband. She swayed to the music and pulled the waistband out and up and down a few times to tease. She then bent over with her ass in the groom’s face and pulled the panties down to her knees and let them drop to the floor. She shook her ass in his face and he reached out to grab her ass. I know Kristy was not a professional stripper but most strippers I have ever seen at these kinds of parties leave their panties on.

With her now completely naked in a room full of drunk, horny guys I was worried again that she had taken this way too far.

Kristy again made eye contact with me and saw that I was still rubbing my cock. She quickly turned and bent over with her head in the groom’s lap.

Her ass and pussy were splayed wide open as she simulated giving the groom a blowjob.

Then, it happened way too quickly. One of the guys was on Kristy and had shoved his cock into her pussy. I had not even noticed he had pulled it out of his pants. He was immediately humping her as she was bent over the groom. She tried to stand up but the groom had hold of the back of her head. I knew I should have gone to her rescue but my mind and my dick were telling me to watch this beautiful women being fucked. The groom used his free hand to unzip his fly and pulled out his cock. He still had Kristy held down. She had taken the groom’s cock into her mouth and was sucking it while the guy behind her was pumping away at her pussy. The groom had removed his hand and Kristy was now sucking his cock on her own free will.

I never thought I would like watching my wife being fucked by another man. I figured I would kick the guy’s ass. Somehow the woman who had been taking her clothes off in the room full of men was not my wife she was a stripper and my mind did not register that was the case.

The guy that was fucking her was moaning. Then his knees slightly buckled and he shot his load into my Kristy.

“My Kristy,” I thought. Yes my wife was now the center of attention.

The guy who shot his load pulled out and quickly another guy took his place and started banging into her pussy with full long strokes. I looked around the room and all of the guys had their cocks out and was stroking them waiting for their turn.

My cock was hard watching Kristy’s beautiful body bent over and being fucked by these guys. She was sucking the groom for all she was worth. Her large full tits were swinging beneath her as she was being fucked hard from behind. She reached a hand back and was playing with her clit as she was being fucked.

The second guy moaned and shot his load into her pussy. Kristy then turned around and sat down on the groom’s hard cock. She was riding it up and down stroking him with her pussy.

She glanced over at me I’m sure to see what my reaction was as she was being gang fucked. I had my cock out of my pants and was stroking it. She had a look of pure lust in her eyes. One I don’t think I had ever seen in her before. Our eye contact was interrupted as another guy stepped in front of her and she sucked his cock into her mouth.

I moved to a chair and sat down with my cock in my hand. I had a front row seat to watch my wife take on these eight guys.

The groom was ready to explode and threw his head back as he shot his load into her. The guy she was sucking also moaned and jerked a load into her mouth. She swallowed all of it with only a small amount running from the corner of her mouth.

She climbed off of the groom’s cock and crawled across the floor to where I was sitting. She reached up and pulled my cock into her mouth. As she did this another guy got on his knees behind her and plunged into her pussy. I could see his cock as it slid in and out of her pussy. I looked down at her and she was looking up at me.

The kid in her pussy lasted about 30 seconds and shot his load into her. She had one hand wrapped around the base of my cock and the other was massaging her clit.

The next guy took his spot behind Kristy. This kid was well hung and showed no mercy as he plunged into her wet pussy. You could hear the squish noise as he penetrated her. I looked at her eyes as this kid slid into her and her eyes that had been almost squinted shut were now wide open. She was still massaging her clit and I could tell from her trembling she was ready to cum. She pulled her mouth off of my cock and laid her head on my lap and moaned, “OOOHHHHH FFUUUCCCKKK!” She jerked into an orgasm and I knew from experience that her pussy was contracting tightly around the guys cock. He pulled out of her pussy and laid his thick meat on her ass and shot his load onto her back and ass.

She started sucking my cock again this time she was stroking it as well. I was not going to hold out much longer as she was sucking me deeper into her throat than ever before. I shot my load deep into her throat. She gagged slightly from the intensity and volume of my orgasm.

She was still on her knees and was wobbling slightly. Another guy came up to her and stuck his cock into her face and she eagerly wrapped a hand around it and sucked it into her mouth. The one guy who had not cum yet stood next to her waiting his turn so she took her hand and started stroking his cock.

One of the first guys came back for seconds and she grabbed his cock with her other hand and was stroking it. She was sucking and bobbing on the one guys cock and stroking two others. There was a puddle of cum beneath her and the cum on her back was now running down the crack of her ass. The one guy she was stroking started to moan and shot his load onto her body. His cum splashed onto her face and tits. The guy she was sucking also started to cum and as he did he withdrew and shot his load onto her hair, face and tits. The one guy who had come back for seconds also quickly shot his load and hit her tits with his cum.

Kristy leaned back onto the floor and sat down leaning against my leg. She was exhausted. Some of the guys were coming at her with cocks in hand and I said, “Guys, that’s enough for one night.”

I got up and helped Kristy to her feet then led her to the bathroom and shut the door. I started the shower and helped her get inside it. She just stood there in a trance letting the warm water splash over her body.

I asked her, “Kristy are you ok?”

She turned and looked at me with tears welling in her eyes, “Yes. Are you ok?”

I replied, “Yes, I’m ok. You get cleaned up and I’ll be back in just a minute. I need to see what is going on in the other room.”

I went into the main room of the suite and the guys were all sitting down having another drink and eating some more food. The porno was still playing on the big screen TV. They were all laughing and talking about what just happened and how great the girl was.

One of them I overheard was, “Damn she is hot and one of the tightest little pussies I have ever fucked.”

Another one said, “That girl could suck the brass off a doorknob!”

One of them saw that I had come out of the bathroom and asked, “After she gets cleaned up can we have another go at her?

I replied after biting my lip, “Guys don’t you think that sucking and fucking nine guys in one night is enough for any girl?”

He looked at me and said, “But she is fine! I may not get another chance to fuck a babe like her!”

“Guys, there will be no more tonight with her. She is getting cleaned up and will be leaving.” I stated.

I walked around and gathered up her clothes and took them into the bathroom. She was still in the shower and when I came in she turned off the water and stepped out.

She looked at me again with tears in her eyes, “Honey I’m sorry! I don’t know what came over me. I was simply stripping like I was supposed to and then it got out of control. I was not expecting that any of this was going to happen.”

I pulled her to me and held her trembling body next to me then told her, “Honey it’s OK! I could have stopped it but, and I thought I would never say this but, I enjoyed watching you.”

She looked up at me and said, “WHAT?”

I looked her square in the eyes and said, “I never would have thought so either. You are so sexy and watching you fuck those guys and knowing you were getting off on it. I was hard the entire time. In fact if you liked it I think we may have found a solution for a dancer for all upcoming bachelor parties.”

She sat down on the toilet seat and looked at the floor soaking in what I just said.

She looked at me finally, “I don’t want to hurt your feelings or for one minute you to think I don’t love you more than the world itself. But, I did enjoy it. It was such a rush all of these guys wanting me. I felt like a slut but yet very sexy.”

I looked at her and said, “Why don’t you get dressed so we can go home. I will get things wrapped up out here and get the van loaded and then come back for you.”

She asked, “Are the guys leaving? I don’t know if I can walk through there I feel embarrassed.”

I said, “I think the guys are planning on partying the rest of the night and sleeping it off here.”

I left the bathroom to clean up our stuff and load it in the van. The guys were really drunk now and three of them had already passed out on the floor or on the couch.

I went to the bathroom for Kristy. She was dressed again in her gown and I said, “You don’t have to worry most of them are passed out already.”

I opened the door, stepped through and she followed me. One of the guys was drunk and slurred, “Hay Baby will you suck my cock again?”

Kristy looked at him and smiled, “Not tonight Hon but maybe I’ll see you at another bachelor party someday.”

We left the room and headed down through the lobby. I walked Kristy to her car and kissed her. I asked, “I guess this means you want a job as our full-time stripper for bachelor parties?”

She smiled at me, “As long as you are always in the room and it doesn’t bother you. Yes!”

I replied, “I without a doubt will be in the room, watching.”

We hugged each other. She got in her car and I walked to the van.

As I was driving home I could not get the images out of my mind. All I could see was cocks sliding in and out of my wife’s pussy and the fact that I was enjoying watching it really had me floored.

When we got home I went to the shower after unloading the van. I went into the bedroom and crawled into bed. Kristy was still awake and rolled over to kiss me. As she was kissing me she reached for my cock and started stroking it.

She said in the darkness, “You know I didn’t get to fuck my favorite cock tonight.”

I rolled her onto her back and said; “We can fix that problem right now.”

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Sloppy Seconds

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“Have a good night, Barry.” My wife turned and kissed me as she left to go clubbing again. She looked pretty sexy with her short black mini-skirt and a leather top. Her long black hair covered some of her large 36c breasts but she brushed it aside to show off. “You like?”

“Of course.” I said running my hand over her leather clad breasts. “You sure Sara can’t wait a few more minutes?” My hand wandered under her skirt and between her legs now rubbing at her black lace panties.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get that later, when I get home. You mind if I get freaky tonight?” she asked coyly, a shitty smile crossed her face. She must be horny already.

“Like what?” already knowing the answer.

“I don’t know, maybe giving some guy head in a bathroom?” Her left hand pressing against my hardening cock.

“I don‘t know,” I sighed as her hand slid up and down the front of my pants.

“Please?” She whispered as she kissed at my neck. “I‘ll tell you all about it, like the last time.”

I couldn‘t take anymore of her teasing, she had been doing it all day. “If you want to.”

She turned kissed me on the cheek, and left with Sara, one of her girlfriends. All night I couldn’t get the picture out of my mind that she was probably giving some guy an awesome blowjob and him cumming allover her face in the process. She had been out several times and the last time this guy had her hands down his pants while begging for a blowjob. I didn’t know about it until the next day, she told me while we were fucking, but she didn’t give him head for fear of pissing me off. After thinking of it nonstop I finally went to sleep in anticipation of my wife arriving home.

About four thirty I head my wife open the door to our house and come in. I was pretty tired since I had been working first shifts but I was drifting in and out of sleep.

“Honey…you awake?” she asked climbing into the bed. Her hands instantly rubbed at my cock, making it hard. “Yeah..I’m awake.” I replied.

My eyes opened almost instantly, which happens when she wakes me up at night rubbing me. I rubbed my eyes while checking her out. Her hair was a little messed up but that was natural with clubbing. She bent down to kiss me and I could tell that she had been drinking.

“Good.” With a come hither look she pulled up her skirt to reveal her black lace panties. My hand reached out to feel those soaked panties hugging to her pussy. With one hand she slid them down her smooth legs and I could see her wet juices oozing from her pussy as she peeled them down. I could tell how horny she was, as she always gets a strong musky smell. Her pussy was practically dripping as my tongue licked her pouty pussy lips. One leg slid over my head as I tongued her wet lips and went to work on her clit, sucking it as she always liked.

“You want me to tell you what happened tonight?” she asked. I mumbled mmmm hmm as I licked at her clit.

“I danced with quite a few guys, but there was one that had just gotten out of the military on leave.” Her hand stroked my cock as she continued her story. “His hands were all over me. His wife was there too, watching him feel me up. He had whispered to me that his wife wanted him to get some pussy that night, and I told him that I was game.”

My cock hardened at the thought of a guys rough hands allover my wife’s body, with her dancing seductively with him. “What happened then?” I asked her, my cock straining against my boxers, wondering just how far she’d let this guy take it.

“I let him finger me.” she spouted out as my tongue grazed her hard clit. “That got me soo hot.” Amber gasped as she saw my hard cock. “As much as he had been dancing with me..” she stopped for a moment getting off me and making me lick her nipple, she continued.

“He led me out to his car and pushed me against it as he ground against me. He was shaking and was so horny as I unzipped his pants. Then I got down on my knees and started to suck him.” My wife gasped as she ground her pussy against my probing fingers. She was so slick and messy now it was unbelievable how wet she was. I slid a second, then third finger inside her while biting her nipple. “Put another one in!” she hissed as I bit down harder.

“How big was it?” I asked her.

Amber moaned and tensed up as I plowed away at her sopping pussy with my fingers, her juices running everywhere. “About 7 or 8 inches.” she panted as her pussy tensed again, around all four fingers.

Amber balanced herself barely after cumming that hard, and pulled my straining cock from the boxers. While I knew that it was only about 6 ½ inches, I also knew that she had a bigger cock in her mouth tonight, which made me even hotter. Her hand slid to her sopping pussy, got her hand wet, then started to jerk my cock with her hand while she told me what else happened.

My wife jerked me faster as she told me more. “I know I told you I was going to use a condom, and I did. I gave it to him and he slid it on, bent me over, and started fucking me against the car.”

Amber stood up for a moment then leaned down to lick some of the juices off my face, as she rubbed her pussy against my straining cock. “You wanna hear more?” she asked.

I nodded yes. “Then lick my pussy some more, make me cum.” she positioned herself back on my face and started again. “It felt so good, to be like that. He made me feel dirty. He fucked me missionary, then doggie but I wanted to feel him cum so bad.” She groaned as she told me that, and moved so that her pussy was directly over my face. Her wet juices were dripping from her shaved pussy. I licked at her clit all the while enjoying how horny my wife was at this point, I loved it when she would do anything to cum.

“I wanted to feel him cum in me so bad.” She paused and rubbed her pussy in my face. “I was so horny from his big cock.”

“Can I tell you something?” she asked.

“Yeah.”

“I don’t want you to be mad…,” she paused as she deep throated my cock until her nose was down to my pubic hairs. Then she slid back up again. “Promise?”

“Yes…I promise.” As I felt her lips slide all the was down my cock again I held her head and fucked her mouth for a moment.

“I was so horny I just needed to feel some cum in me, o I pulled off his condom and had him fuck me bareback.” I paused for a moment realizing what she was saying. It had been in my fantasies that my wife would let a guy cum in her but I never imagined that she would do it.

As I paused licking her clit she grabbed my hair and brought her dripping pussy to my face. “Keep licking.” she panted as I slid my tongue against her pussy lips. I kept licking at her cunt lips for a moment until she spread her pussy lips for me with her fingers. “Lick my box!.” she cried as my tongue dove into her sweet box, tasting her and her lovers’ cum.

“I hope you’re not mad,” she said as she rubbed her dripping box against my mouth. “but I really needed it” She groaned as I started to lick her cum filled pussy, my cock was so hard I thought it would burst. I grabbed her hand and placed it on my cock. She instantly started jerking me off again.

“Doesn’t look like you’re too mad,” she said rubbing my cock. “You like licking my used pussy don’t you?” I whispered yes to her as his cum started to leak out more.

“He really fucked me, but it really made me cum hard when he came in me. I must have really gotten him hot cause he left a nice big load for you to lick out.” Her pussy started to quiver then, as I licked out her fresh pussy.

“Come on, lick it all up.” she encouraged me as her lips slid over my cock. “Lick it all up. God, Lick out his cum.” she groaned as she pushed her sloppy pussy against my tongue. “God he had a big cock.” she said as she started to cum again. “He fucked me so fucking good. MMMM.” She groaned knowing that I was getting closer.

“I think next time I’ll bring you along and you can watch your little slut-wife get her pussy fucked. Would you like that?” That was all I could take from her telling me how this guy had fucked her to licking out her sopping pussy. My cock exploded in her mouth as her pussy spasmed around my tongue. My wife sucked me dry and continued sucking me hard again and we would end up fucking all night long.

That began our nights of fun with me waiting to see what sort of surprises that my wife would bring me, among them she would bring home a man with her one time, and another a hot 22 yr old woman. Those are stories for another time though.

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My Trophy Wife

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When I look back on what happened last month, I definitely blame myself to a large extent. I’ve been married to my gorgeous and sexy wife for 12 years. My wife Lea has an incredible body – the kind that all men dream about getting to screw at least once in their lifetime. She has long legs leading up to a great shapely ass, the most amazing tits that I’ve ever seen and to top it all off, her face is beautiful with stunning eyes and sexy lips. Lea and I met during my junior year in college and after many attempts, she finally accepted an offer to go on a date with me. The rest as they say is history, as we were inseparable from then on.

Also attending that college were two guys that to this day are my best friends. The three of us; myself, Ray and George had a lot in common, from playing division 1 baseball, to partying, to chasing great looking girls. It was in our junior year that we first saw Lea. She was a transfer student that had all of the guys drooling over her, and the three of us were no different. From the moment we saw and met her, she became the most sought after girl for each of us.

Ray, who is a light-skinned African-American was the first to pursue her and George also tried to get a date set up with her. Fortunately for me, Lea turned down each of them multiple times, which still left the door open for me. At the time, she was not dating anyone and politely told anyone that asked her out that she was just focusing on her studies and getting acclimated to the new school. That worked perfectly for me, because even though I was a jock and partier, I tended to be a little quieter, especially around the girls.

So, when I was not playing fall baseball, I was spending time in the library, as Lea was there a lot. I think I spent more time in the library that one semester than I did the entire rest of my college career. But it worked. We eventually became study partners and I even signed up for a Social Dance class she was taking in the spring semester at her request.

I finally got her to accept a request for a date on Valentine’s Day, when I sent her what I thought was a corny card, but it worked. When Lea and I first started dating, Ray and George were always begging for details and trying to steal her from me. But, Lea’s and my relationship just got stronger and we ended up getting married 18 months later, after we each graduated with our degrees.

George and Ray were two of our groomsmen and even after we got married, hung out at our place most of the time for the first few years after graduation. They would regularly tell me how lucky I was to have landed a babe like Lea, and I’d frequently rub it in their faces that she turned them both down multiple times before she started dating me. Eventually George and Ray each found a lady that he was serious about and by the time Lea and I were celebrating our 3rd anniversary, each of them had gotten married as well.

George married Rachel, who was tall and fairly attractive and Ray ended up marrying a white girl named Cindy, who was just over 5 feet tall but cute. Neither of these women had the sexy looks or killer body that Lea did, so over the next few years, the macho talk continued between George, Ray and I. Lea, Rachel and Cindy became good friends, so the three of us couples would go out frequently together, not to mention the ladies going on shopping Saturdays, while us guys played any sports we could find.

It was after one of those Saturdays of playing in a softball tournament that I probably pushed George and Ray too far. We stopped by a bar on the way home to have a few beers and order some lunch. As was pretty common, the talk eventually turned to women and Ray made a comment that he still could not believe that I could have landed somebody as hot as Lea. And even though it had been a dozen years since we all graduated, she still looked as hot as ever, especially compared to their wives. George then made a remark that if she had not accepted that date with me, he definitely would have eventually convinced her to let him take her out and he would have tapped that great looking body.

I told them both to just dream on, because never in a million years would either of them be able to score with someone as hot as Lea. And I reminded them that they each did alright for themselves with the wives they have, who although they are not as hot as my wife, that they are still better looking than I would have thought either of these guys was capable of scoring with. Ray muttered something under his breath, but then we all started laughing and I thought it was forgotten. Boy was I wrong, as after that George and Ray began to hatch their plan their led up to the night a month ago.

George was in the construction business and in the process of building a new commercial property that consisted of office space and a storage warehouse. The storage warehouse had been completed a few months before it was needed, so George had installed a basketball hoop in there for his men to be able to shoot hoops while on their lunch hour since they were still building out all of the office space. Ray, George and I ended up spending a few evenings there as well, as it was much less crowded than our local gym. He had even placed a couple of mattresses in the corners in case his employees needed to lie down, as they tended to work long hours. It was one of those evenings that Ray said he had a “great idea for a game”. Even though George knew exactly what their overall plan was, he played along perfectly when we both asked Ray what it was.

Ray said that since the warehouse is so big and pitch black with the lights out, as there were no windows, that we should get the girls to come over here some night after a few drinks and play “find your mate”. He explained that we would put a time limit on the game of about 1 hour and the men would start at one end of the warehouse, with the women on the other. Once the lights were off, everyone would strip and you’d have to find your mate without any speaking. He said that as kind of a prize if you found your spouse early, you could take her to one of the corner mattresses and have fun. George right away said that would be a blast and that we could even have the women keep their panties on if that would make them more comfortable.

We had all been boating or hanging out at the pool together a number of times, so we had all seen each other’s wives in fairly skimpy swimsuits anyway. I asked how we were supposed to find our spouse if there was no talking and Ray said use your hands moron. I told him that it would probably work for us guys being able to feel for our wives boobs, but it would make it nearly impossible for the women to identify us, as we all had roughly the same build, height and weight. I assumed that would probably mean we were similar below the waist too. So, George said we could put some kind of identifier on our bodies, so the ladies could tell exactly who was who. Ray said that sounded like a great idea, as long as we put it somewhere near our cocks, so the ladies would have to feel us up too. As crazy as it sounded, I actually liked the idea and figured that the worst thing that could happen is that Lea would get felt up by my friends while trying to find their wives. For all of the times we’ve had chicken fights in the pool or at the beach with each other, I figured there’s probably been just about as much accidental touching then.

So, we agreed, as long as we could convince the wives and come up with some kind of identifier for us guys to wear. We were all getting together for a cookout the following day, so we decided to bring up the idea then with the ladies. I think we were all kind of surprised when the wives agreed to the idea right away, as long as they were allowed to keep their panties on. That night I mentioned it to Lea that I was surprised that all 3 of them agreed so quickly and she said why not. She figured that each of us have gotten to check out each other’s wives in very small bikinis over the years, while we’ve worn loose swimsuits, so it will be a chance for them to even the score a little. She said that the thought of George and Ray possibly feeling her tits did not make her happy, but that as long as she could quickly detect whether the feeler was me or not, she could quickly move on. And, the thought of finding each other quickly and then screwing on one of the corner mattresses while our friends were in the same room with no idea really turned her on.

It was determined that we’d play our game the following weekend after going out for some drinks and dancing. We all met at the club and I noticed how everyone seemed to be a bit more reserved then normal. While at the club, I asked Ray if he had figured out how we would be identifiable to the ladies in the game. He said that he had gotten some stickers that would stick to our skin that had a different number of dots on each one. The dots were like brail and could easily be felt above the surface of the sticker. He said if we placed them a little below our belly buttons, that the women would be bound to touch our dicks while feeling for the sticker and they would not interfere with anything if we got our wife onto the mattress for some action. We stayed at the club long enough for each of us to have a few drinks and loosen up a bit.

From there, we were off to the storage warehouse. When we got there, the lights were on and you could tell that George had the place cleaned up. There were even sheets and pillows on the mattresses. Ray again explained the rules and pulled out the stickers that we’d be wearing. He then handed a sticker to each of the ladies and told them to put it on their man, so they’d be sure they knew what it felt like. The sticker that Lea placed on me had a single dot on it, Ray’s had two and George’s had three. Ray then pulled out a clock that would be set to go off in 60 minutes. We all agreed to wait for 5 minutes after the alarm went off before turning the lights on to ensure everyone at least had some time to get his or her clothes back on. When no one had any additional comments or questions, Ray sent the ladies to one end of the room and us guys went to the other. The room itself was probably about 4,000 square feet, so I figured it may take us a little bit of time to find each other.

When we were at opposite ends of the room, George turned off the lights and we removed our clothes. What I did not know then, but found out a week later was that George and Ray also removed their stickers and replaced it with one like mine, with a single dot. When we started walking out into the pitch darkness it was much more difficult than I had expected it would be. I initially planned to just walk straight across the room to where the girls were starting from. I was even counting to myself the number of steps I’d taken, so I’d know when I was about half way across the room. I finally bumped into someone. I reached up to the chest area and pulled my hand back quickly when I felt a hairy chest. As I continued to go around the room, it seemed like it was taking forever and I could only occasionally hear foot steps in the distance.

I found out later that Ray had bumped into Lea within about 5 minutes. He immediately knew it was her when we groped her tits and she thought it was me when she felt down below his waist and found the sticker with a single dot hiding behind his erect cock. Once she thought she had me, she softly grabbed his sac and then his hand to lead him to a mattress. They found a mattress within minutes and he was all over her. Lea loves to have her tits sucked on and played with and he was doing exactly that. This had been dream of Ray’s since he was in college. He had always preferred white women and this he felt was the best he’d ever seen. Eventually Ray worked his way down to Lea’s shaved pussy and began to lick her out. While finger fucking her with up to 3 fingers, he also stuck a finger up her tight ass, which really got her going. Ray finally could not hold off any more and moved back up her body with his mouth to her incredible tits while he slid his cock right in to the hottest babe he had ever seen. He started slow, wanting to be sure to enjoy it, but with Lea moving her hips, he quickly got into a fast pace fucking. Within a few minutes, he was shooting his black seeds into my gorgeous wife’s body. As soon as he came, he caressed her tits for a few last minutes before getting up quickly and walking away.

Lea thought that was unusual, but figured that she might as well get up too and see if she could at least feel the cocks of Ray’s and George’s. She had remembered who had how many dots on their sticker, so she knew she’d be able to tell who’s cock it was. As she was beginning to walk back around in the dark, I was beginning to think I was alone in this huge dark room, when I finally bumped into someone. The good news was that at least in brushing across this person’s arm, it felt soft and smooth like a woman’s would. So I slowly turned towards this person and reached up to feel her chest. To my disappointment, it was not my wife, but at least it wasn’t another guy again. I quickly realized it was Cindy, because she had the smallest breasts of the ladies and Rachel’s were size DD or bigger. So, as I groped Cindy’s small boobs for a few seconds, her hand made it down to my cock and she felt and found the sticker. Even though she realized it was not her husband’s cock, she seemed to linger a bit while running her hand up and down my shaft and cupping my balls. At that point we both broke away and resumed our searches for our spouses.

Within a few minutes, I bumped into another person and determined it was Rachel very quickly, based on her huge tits. She did not even seem to feel for my sticker as she was just groping my cock and balls. I tried to pull away, but she grabbed my cock and pulled me back to her. She continued to stroke my cock and reached around to grab my ass too. I figured that while I’m there, I might as well feel up those huge melons. While doing it though, I again realized how perfect my wife’s tits were and that I needed to find her quickly so we could get to a mattress. So, the next time Rachel loosened her grip, I moved away quickly into the darkness.

About that time, George managed to bump into my wife. He too, quickly knew it was Lea when he grabbed her tits. Lea was surprised that when she reached down to identify her groper that it was once again a sticker with a single dot. She was even more surprised to find a hard cock figuring this game must really get me worked up as I was already hard again. George wasted little time in grabbing Lea by the arm and heading to find one of the mattresses. Once there, they climbed onto the mattress and he immediately went for her hard nipples. After a few minutes of sucking on her breasts, George shifted his cock up to her sensuous lips for a blow job. George knew he was taking a chance, as he had a bigger than average cock. But, although Lea sensed that it felt bigger, she just figured it was due to the whole eroticism of the night. After receiving head from Lea for a few minutes, George was ready to mount his dream fuck. He did not care about her getting any pleasure as he jumped between her legs and slammed his big cock into her pussy. He pounded her hard for several minutes while mauling her perfect tits with his mouth and hands. Once he had shot his load into her tight pussy, he got up and left, just as Ray did before him.

Lea was still recovering from the hard fucking when the alarm went off, so everyone was then trying to find their way back to their pile of clothes at the opposite ends of the room. After about 5 minutes, George flipped on the light switch as each of us was just doing the final straightening of the clothes we put on in the dark. As we were walking back into the middle of the room, George and Ray were whispering to each other and then gave each other high fives. I figured it just meant that each of them had found their spouse and had some fun on the mattress.

On the way home, I was rubbing Lea’s leg and slowly working my way up her thigh. She then shocked me by saying that little game must have really had an effect on me, but after two times, especially the second one, she’d need to call it a night. At first, I was about to ask what the hell was she talking about, but then thought it would be better if I didn’t. Ray was on the road for the next week and George was putting in long hours, so it wasn’t until the next weekend that the three of us were finally together. I wasted no time in asking what happened. After just smiling and saying they had no idea what I was talking about, they finally came clean.

Ray explained that after our discussion a few months ago, when I was again rubbing it in about having won the trophy wife, that they were determined to make me eat my words about them never being able to screw someone that hot in a million years. They explained how they spent many late nights over the next few weeks trying to devise a way that could screw Lea legally, hopefully without jeopardizing our friendship. So, they came up with their plan and explained to me how they switched their stickers and even went into some details about the time they spent with Lea on that mattress. Both commented that as hard as it was to believe, it was even better than they had imagined it would be since she has such a killer tight body.

I sat there in shock as they explained the details, apologized to me and then attempted to blame me for it happening. Each of them even said they’d gladly figure out a way that I could screw their wives without anyone knowing and I just told them I’m not interested. They each told me that they hoped we could remain tight friends and that for them it was just living out a one time fantasy. It’s taken a few weeks to get back to normal since then, but I will definitely be careful if either of them should happen to suggest any games in the future. As for Lea, I never told her what really happened. I kind of feel she may suspect something went wrong and she’s even told me that as horny as I was that night, I’m a much better lover on normal nights. So, at least I feel good about that, but I don’t think I’ll be bragging about it to Ray and George any time soon.

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Pool Party

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Tammy and I were hanging out at Steph’s house late one afternoon, as we often do. Steph’s parents have a big two-story house only a couple blocks from campus, and it’s a nice place to escape the dorm scene for awhile. We were lounging in Steph’s bedroom, drinking coke and sharing some gossip.

Steph mentioned that her parents were going away on vacation next week. Tammy, who never misses an opportunity, blurted out, “You are so lucky—you get the whole place to yourself, to do whatever you like. Party week!”

Steph licked her lips and said, “Oh come on, like I’m gonna turn the place into a frat house or something!”

I chimed in. “You know, I could sure use some serious recreation right now. It’s summer time, and we’re not even really enjoying it. Summer session really bums me out sometimes. I haven’t even had a date in months.”

Tammy chortled. “That’s nothing, Ann, or little miss Stephanie here’s never had a date at all!” She tugged playfully on Steph’s bare leg, causing her to tumble backwards onto the bed.

“You’re such a liar!” screamed Steph in mock anger. “I have too had a date!”

“You uncle Bubba doesn’t count.”

“Greg and I went out lots in high school. But after he hooked up with Jen, I just got disgusted. Figured I had better things to do with my time.” Steph’s face wasn’t showing much emotion, it was clear she’d gotten used to talking about the breakup with detachment.

“But don’t you get horny?” I asked. Steph blushed. “Sorry,” I quickly added. “I didn’t mean to get too personal.”

“It’s OK,” said Steph. “I just usually don’t talk about things like that. But it’s OK. I fantasize sometimes, but that’s it.”

“Come on! Tell us! Tell us!” Tammy was now on the bed next to Steph, prodding her in the side. Tammy was one of those active, healthy-looking people that make the rest of us feel inadequate—smooth-skinned, toned, proportioned. Steph is small and delicate, with short dark hair and a kind of little-kid look. I could tell she was uncomfortable with Tammy’s rough-housing, but didn’t want to seem uptight, so she put up with it.

“Not much to tell, really. Mostly I fantasize about getting guys turned on . . . strangers, usually, but sometimes guys I know from class. You know, flirting, getting them worked up, maybe flashing some skin. It’s not really about the guys, it’s more thinking about myself acting sexy, that’s the turn-on.”

“And how far does it go?” I asked her.

“Well, sometimes I imagine it going on to sex, but usually I get off before then.” Steph blushed again.

“I have those kinds of fantasies too,” I confessed. “I know guys look at me a lot, and sometimes I’d really like to cut lose and play it up, you know. But then you realize everybody knows everybody, people will start to talk, and all that.”

“That’s the great thing about spring break,” said Tammy, “you’re a zillion miles away, and you know you’re not ever going to see these people again, so you can be uninhibited. I started flirting with this guy on the beach, and two hours later we were screwing in my motel room.”

“You and your stories!” groaned Steph, but I was pretty sure it was true.

“How was it?” I asked.

“It was great,” Tammy went on. “Even though it was just casual sex, he was really very affectionate. And the fact that he was someone I barely knew made it really exciting, not the predictable kind of thing you can get into with a boyfriend you see every week.”

“Maybe—gee I don’t know—is there any way we could indulge ourselves a little?” I was speaking slowly, and looking for the right words. “Have a party here, like Tammy suggested, and invite just a few guys, and have fun getting them turned on.”

“That could get way out of hand in a hurry,” muttered Steph.

“I’m game!” announced Tammy, predictably. “Maybe we could swear them to secrecy or something.”

“That never works,” I sighed. I felt confused. Somehow making such a specific suggestion made the possibility seem real, and exciting, and my mind couldn’t stay away from the idea, even though it was really no different from going to class dressed like sluts.

“Some guys don’t like gossip,” suggested Steph. I was surprised to see her start to take this seriously. “This guy in my anthropology class is really cool. I’ve never heard him disrespect anybody.”

“Yeah, but that type runs away if you start to flirt!” Tammy laughed.

“No, no, he’s not like that. I’ve seen him checking out girls and trying to make conversation. He’s really nice.”

“What’s his name?” I asked.

“Rich,” she said. And with that we were on our way. The “guest list” started to fall into place. We ended up with five names, all suggested by Steph and I. (It seems Tammy didn’t know any well-behaved guys.)

I noticed it was after eight already. “I need to go,” I said, and got up.

“Just a minute,” said Steph. “I want to get clear about what we’re actually doing here. Just how sexy are we going to get? It’s not going to be some kind of orgy, is it?”

Tammy and I giggled. “No,” I said with friendly reassurance. “It’s just a game. See how hot we can get them, but we stay cool and act like nothing special’s up. We just let them have a taste of our sexy sides.”

“How much of our sexy sides?” asked Steph with a serious expression.

Tammy couldn’t keep quiet any longer. “Look, guys, this is supposed to be fun—the whole point is to get a little uninhibited, do something spontaneous for once. We just see how it goes, OK? We’ll have the party out in the backyard, by the pool, so we’ll have an excuse for showing some skin. That right there is enough to make any guy horny. Stop biting your nails and just go for it!”

That seemed to be the final word on the subject, so I went back to the dorm and worked on my algebra homework before bed. The next day, we met in the park at lunch and set a date for the party, and went over the guest list again. We decided who would bring wine and snacks. We also agreed we would wear our sexiest swimsuits.

Only one of the guys said he couldn’t make it. The other four seemed pleased to have a female acquaintance invite them to a pool party, but since neither Steph or I are known for partying, they probably didn’t expect much.

The night before the party, I tried on the three swimsuits I owned. I didn’t feel very sexy in any of them. Hesitating—it seemed a dangerous decision, somehow—I decided to go buy a new one. There’s a little shop off campus that sells skimpy swimsuits, party wear, and the like. I found a little black suit with string straps and a thong bottom. Just trying it on in the dressing room made my whole body tingle. It made my fair skin look like alabaster, and made my wavy dark hair look like it was actually part of a “look,” for once. And just the sensation of air on the delicate skin of my butt was a turn-on. I wasn’t really sure I could go through with this. I got a nice green sarong to wrap around over the thong, so I could decide what to do on the spur of the moment. That was Tammy’s approach, after all, and she seemed to know what she was talking about.

We got together at Steph’s about an hour before the party was supposed to start. Steph was already in her suit, an athletic-looking thing that really fit her well. With clothes on, she didn’t appear to have much of a figure, but in the suit you could see that her body, although small and slim, was not at all boyish. She had soft, round curves and very smooth skin. Tammy went into the bathroom to change. I used Steph’s room. Tammy came out in a hot pink bikini, with one of those cut-off T-shirts on top. I noticed her skin was almost the same deep golden-brown color as her hair. She either sunbathes a lot or goes to one of those tanning salons. Both of them said my sarong was really stylish. It was, actually. Very sensual, but I didn’t feel at all cheap wearing it.

Rich arrived first. He was taller and cuter than I had thought from hearing Step talk about him. Short blond hair, a gentle smile, and a surprisingly deep voice. Then came Mark, a friend of my physics lab partner; I’d even had lunch with him a couple times. He was shorter than Rich, and wore a neatly trimmed beard that made him look several years older. Steph volunteered to stay by the door while Tammy and I went out to the pool with our guests. We served wine, put the cheese and crackers out, and for a while just sat around on the pool furniture and lawn, getting a little better acquainted. Tammy was on the lawn, and from time to time coyly rearranged herself, sliding her long tans legs around and running her hands down them absent-mindedly. I was on the lawn chair, and being very casual about how my sarong fell and how much leg it showed.

About ten minutes later, Steph joined us with John and Carlos in tow—she was actually holding both their hands as she walked out through the sliding glass door toward the pool. John was a bit heavy, but one of those instantly likeable people, always ready to extend a smile or a hug or make a friendly remark. Carlos was very slender, with wavy black hair and large eyes. I’d never known him to speak much, but he was an art major, and I’d seen some of his sketches—good stuff, really—strangely moving nude figures juxtaposed with colored geometrical forms.

I got off the lawn chair and settled down on the grass, very close to Mark. I made sure our arms were brushing against each other, touching. The sort of little move that says, “if being close makes you uncomfortable, you can back away—but it doesn’t bother me.” Mark stayed pleasantly close, and even put the arm he was leaning on a bit further behind my back, where I could feel his thumb and wrist, just barely grazing my bottom.

Tammy, of course, was a couple steps ahead of me. She had one of her beautiful bare legs draped casually over Rich’s knees, telling him some sort of joke, but with her voice just soft enough to convey that the conversation was for him, not the rest of us. Steph was trying to attend to both the latecomers at the same time. She was listening to John, who was being talkative, but she still had her fingers on Carlos’s hand, moving them slightly from time to time.

Mark said, “You look great. Do you work out?”

“Thank you,” I said. “No, not much, but I swim and go to the spa.”

“The spa?” he asked.

“Yes, they give great massages—and if you go when the student masseuses are there, it’s not expensive at all.”

“It doesn’t bother you to get undressed?” he asked. And I could tell that saying it was making him visualize it.

“No,” I said. “It’s professional, you know. It just feels great to be touched all over, very relaxing, almost like a nap.”

Our little conversation was suddenly interrupted by Tammy, who now raised her voice for everyone to pay attention. “This is a pool party—you guys brought swim suits, didn’t you?” Rich and John said they had, and Steph led them back into the house to show them where they could change. Mark said he didn’t bring his, and Carlos said he didn’t swim. Mark did take off his sandals and shirt, though, leaving him wearing only his shorts, and still very close to me. I rested my hand on one of his legs, and he returned the favor, but his hand moved back and forth in a kind of circular motion. It felt wonderful.

John and Rich returned in their swimsuits. John went straight to the pool and dove in. Rich returned to sit next to Tammy again. She stood up, pulling him up with her. “Come on!” she said eagerly, “let’s go in the water!” With that, she lifted her short T-shirt off over her head, and there was no swimsuit top underneath. I was startled—I had just assumed she had a top on under the shirt. All the men’s eyes turned, as she strutted slowly to the edge of the pool, dressed only in her hot pink bikini briefs, and dove in. Rich was right behind her. John, perhaps feeling a bit uncomfortable, climbed out of the pool and lied down on the grass, next to Mark and I.

“God!” whispered Mark, his voice catching in his throat. “She is hot.”

“Getting turned on?” I asked, with a joking lilt in my voice, but I ran my hand all the way up his thigh, partway under the leg of his shorts. He didn’t answer, but his hand went around my waist, and then moved down, one or two fingers slipping inside the top of my sarong as he massaged the small of my back. I glanced over at Steph. She was holding Carlos’s hand close to her face, kissing his fingers. Tammy’s going topless seemed to have got things moving…much faster than I had anticipated. I watched Tammy and Rich playing in the pool. It was hard to see what they were doing, but there was sure a lot touching going on. Mark, meanwhile, was getting braver with his hand, plunging it deep under my sarong and massaging the cheeks of my ass, as well as he could reach with me still sitting on the ground. I nested my head against his neck and kissed him there, sensuously, a couple times. Then I got up, whispering softly, “Let me get this off.” I slipped the sarong off my hips and settled into his lap. We started kissing, and now his hands were caressing my breasts. I knew now that this party wasn’t going to be a flirtation game. I was already too turned on to keep that kind of control.

Just when I was loosing myself in the embrace, Tammy and Rich appeared, standing in front of us, thoroughly wet. Rich had a very obvious erection, and Tammy was fondling it, through his dripping swim shorts. “You guys having fun yet?” Tammy asked. I managed to smile. She whispered something in Rich’s ear, and the two walked across the lawn. Tammy knew how to get attention, even with two other couples starting to make out. She swung her hips as she walked away from us, her damp swimsuit bottoms clinging to her ass. Mark and I repositioned ourselves to watch the two of them.

They got to the far corner of the lawn, and we could see them standing there, tongue-kissing and groping each other. His hands were all over her naked breasts, kneading and grasping and rubbing. She was running her hands up and down his back, desperately. Then her hands plunged into his shorts, massaging his buns. After one or two caresses, she suddenly pulled his shorts down to his feet. He stepped out of them, naked, and she turned him halfway around so that everyone could see his thick hard erection.

“They’re gonna fuck!” said Mark, panting. I shifted my position on his lap so that I was straddling him, one leg on either side, but our eyes were glued on Tammy and Rich. Rich was on his back now, and Tammy was giving him head. After every few sucks, she would take his cock out her mouth and stretch the skin with her hand, glancing up to make sure the rest of were catching on. We were. Mark and I were practically humping each other through our clothes. John was lying beside us, naked now, and jacking himself off. I glanced over at Steph just in time to see Carlos stand up and drop his pants, right in front of her face.

We watched as Tammy stood up and pulled her suit bottoms off. For a moment, she stood over him. It looked like she was touching herself. Then she bent down, clasped Rich’s cock in her hand, and slid it up her cunt as she straddled him. Even from across the lawn, we could hear her moaning as they fucked. Her sensuous, tanned bodied writhed and turned. Sometimes she would rise up until he was almost completely out of her, and then plunge back down with a loud moan.

Mark was tugging at my thong now, desperately trying to grope my pussy as I was grinding it into his shorts. “I need to fuck you,” he whimpered, almost crying.

“Do it,” I said, hardly able to catch my breath. I stood up, pulled my thong off, and got down on my hands and knees. A moment later, Mark was behind me. I was so wet that the penetration was amazingly slippery: in one quick plunge he was deep inside me. His vigor was amazing. I’d only had sex with a couple men before, and it had always been indoors, in a romantic context, where things happened gradually. But this was different. It was just insatiable lust. And it was good. His strokes were fast and deep, and he was so hard that I felt completely at his mercy. My hips moved in response to his, and I ground my ass into his body with every thrust, loving the feel of his strong pelvis pressed against my cheeks. I no longer knew or cared what anyone else was doing.

I felt an orgasm building up, and then it was suddenly there, and I was squirming, arching my back, choking a cry. Still he kept fucking me, even harder now. I felt like a wild animal. Then another one. This time, I screamed, completely lost, forgetting I was in the backyard of a suburban neighborhood. Mark grabbed my waist with such force that I knew I would have bruises the next morning. With all his strength, he shoved my ass back against him, at the same time plunging his cock in as deep as he possibly could and let lose a great gush of come. He collapsed, and I collapsed with him, onto the cool grass, with the afternoon sunlight beaming down on us and the open air moving just slightly, caressing our limp and drained bodies.

It was some time before I even opened my eyes again. Mark and I staggered to our feet and looked around. Everybody was totally naked. Tammy and Eric were pouring themselves more wine, laughing, and holding each other in a playful, cuddly kind of way. And Steph…I did a double take, to be sure what I was seeing. She was in the middle of the lawn, going at it with John and Carlos, sandwiched between them. John was on the bottom, with his cock up her cunt, and Carlos was on top, fucking her asshole from behind. They were all panting and heaving.

I got a sudden memory of her intense little voice, asking, “How much of our sexy sides?” and I smirked and plunged into the pool. It was good to cool off.

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Fucking My Sister In Law

exhibitionism, first time, fucking

Some days, after work, I go to my mother-in-law’s apartment. Last week, when I got there, she wasn’t home. I waited in my car for her, listening to my new CDs. My sister-in-law Sylvia, lives in the same apartment complex, and five minutes later, she was outside asking if I wanted to wait inside with her. I noticed that she had a button undone on her shirt, which she never does. As she bent over through the window I could see into her shirt (or was I staring?)

Sylvia is about 5’8″ and has a slender build. Her dark hair curls around her ears and cascades over her shoulders, down to the large breasts she tries to hide with oversized shirts. The few times I’ve seen her in anything other than baggy pants, I noticed she has a nice ass, small and round. Her beautiful face showcases exotic eyes and a smile no one can say no to.

Once inside, I sat down, and Sylvia offered me a drink. When she bent down to put my soda on the coffee table, I could clearly see most of her double-Ds. I couldn’t see everything, but I could tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra. When she stood up, I saw cleavage, cleavage that she has never shown before. Except for the tight short or pants she sometimes wore, she always dressed very conservatively, always a high collar shirt or buttoned up to the top. Even the mini skirt that she changed into when we came in was every unusual for her.

Sylvia had her drink of choice, wine. Though she wasn’t slamming it like a shot, she was not sipping it like most people do. I have seen her get really drunk before but never taking-her-clothes-off drunk. 15 minutes and three glasses later, one more button was open on her shirt and her skirt was moving up. I wasn’t sure if I wanted my mother-in-law to come home (this was my sister-in-law in front of me) or if I wanted her to have more wine.

I was halfway done with my soda and she was getting a fourth glass. When she sat back down, she sat with her legs slightly open, and I could see she had on blue panties. I was finding it harder not to stare. ‘This is my sister-in-law,’ I told myself, ‘I can’t look,’ but at the same time I was hoping to see more.

Unexpectedly, she quickly stood up, unbuttoning one more button. Her double-Ds seemed ready to fall out. She walked over to me, lifting up her skirt. I could see little butterflies on her panties. She opened her shirt, allowing one of her breasts to show, then quickly covered it. Sitting in my lap, she put her arm around my neck and drew my face into her open shirt.

“It seems like forever I’ve wanted to do this,” she said.

She got up and walked into another room. Her skirt stayed up and I watched the bottom of her butt sticking out around the thong as she walked. When she came out of the room the skirt was missing, and her breasts were barely restrained. As she sat down her breasts came out, but she deliberately took the time to put them back in. The shirt covered her panties. Sitting down, she had her legs open and the blue panties were peeking out.

I didn’t know how much more I could take of this, but I had to do something. I got up and told her I was leaving. Wordless, she removed her shirt.

As I was opening the door, I heard, “Don’t I get a kiss goodbye?”

I turned around and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She turned and the kiss landed on her lips. I had to try very hard not to put my arms too low. Instead, I gave her a tight hug in the center of the back, which only served to push those double-Ds against my chest.

I turned around to leave. Before I could open the door, she reached around my head to keep the door closed. In her hand was a large dildo.

“Are you going to leave and make me use this,” she asked as she pushed her double-Ds against my back. “or are you going to help me?”

I didn’t turn around right away. When I did she had already gone her bedroom. Her panties were lying at my feet.

I didn’t know what to do. This was my sister-in-law, but I couldn’t pass up an opportunity like this. Slowly walking to the room, I could hear moaning. As the moans got louder, I moved more quickly. Almost unconsciously, I was taking off my clothes. By the time I got to bedroom door, my pants were halfway off. As I entered the room, I saw Sylvia was lying on the bed face down and naked. For the first time I saw her small, round butt.

“Oh, look! One of us has clothes on,” she said to me over her shoulder. “Does that mean I have to get dressed?”

I quickly took off what remained of my clothes. Then I started to get on the bed with her. Crawling to the edge of the bed, she stopped me.

“Stand here,” she ordered, pointing at the floor in front of her. “Closer.”

I moved up to the bed right in front of her. Before I could register what she had planned, she had my dick in her mouth. I didn’t need any help getting hard, as I had been hard ever since she started to unbutton her shirt.

When she rolled over those double-Ds popped out. They were full and round with nice perfect nipples, both of which were hard and sticking out. I ran my eyes down over the rest of her body to her hairless pussy. I was already hard, but I got even harder.

“You look like you have never seen anything like these,” she said as she played with one of her tits. “What, are they bigger then my sister’s?”

I immediately put the free tit in my mouth. I sucked on the free tit, first softly, then harder. I watched Sylvia’s hand move from her other tit down to her pussy. She didn’t stop to rub, however; she went directly in with one finger. I tried to move down but she stopped me, moving me over to the other tit. Then she took her free hand and grabbed my dick, stroking up and down.

She pushed me onto my back on the bed, and drew my dick into her mouth. As her tongue swirled around my dick, I gently pushed her away, so that this wouldn’t end early.

She stopped and I began to get up, but she crawled up to my face, putting her pussy on it. It was dripping wet, and with her legs wide open my tongue had no problem getting in deep. She rocked back and forth on my face. The moans were getting loader every time I plunged my tongue in as far as it would reach.

I could feel her twitching and tightening, and I thought she was going to cum on my face. I felt like I was going to cum from the excitement. She crawled off of my face and onto the floor on her hands and knees. I wasted no time getting on the floor and thrusting my dick in her bare pussy; grabbing a handful of hair and pulling. She stopped me just before I could cum, but only so she could turn onto her back. She grabbed my dick and hurriedly shoved it into her.

After that, I didn’t take long. I didn’t want to stop it, but I don’t think I could have even if I had tried. Of course, I did make sure we came at the same time.

“I’ve been waiting for this a long time” She said.

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