Tuesday, 24 November 2015

Rupali and Suva Enjoying Lesbian Sex

Rupali and Suva were living in as neighbours with their familys in Jaipur. Suva was good at heart and very friendly so Rupali liked her. Suva used to tie rakhi to Rupali husband and Rupali used to tie rakhi Suvas husband Although Suva was in early thirties and Rupali was also of same age as Rupali, Suva used to call her bhabhi.

Suva had 3 children and Rupali also had three children and all of them were in same school nearby. Both familys were a middle class. Rupali was fair and well built and had fairly large round breasts where as Suvas was also fair and healthy but her breasts were smaller and perky type.

Both were good friends and used to visit each others house every day and exchanged food items and other things daily . Suva always noticed Rupali ample breasts and used to feel jealousy of her breasts and her large cleavage which was visible always to Suva.

She used to tease Rupali jokingly frequently about her breasts in bhabhi nanad manner and she used to try to touch them sometimes because she was also attracted to them. One day they were to visit someone in another distant area of their city. So Suva got ready and went to Rupali house and found she is not still ready.

Wednesday, 11 November 2015

The Challenge

Ellen and David were going to a Swinger's party. They sat in the well-appointed mini-bus with seven other couples. This was only their third Swinger's party so butterflies were swarming in Ellen's stomach. David noted her nervousness and reassured her.

"Remember the last party?" he asked. "You didn't think you could do the things you did then!" he taunted.

"You enjoyed it." She rejoined.

"I did." He admitted. "It was certainly interesting to watch you. But then that was always one of my fantasies."

"So have you fulfilled all of your fantasies then?" she asked teasingly.

"Well there is one very special fantasy that we haven't done yet." He admitted.

"Oh?" she queried.

"You remember how we talked of you accidentally getting pregnant if we participated in this scene?" he reminded her.

"You want me to get pregnant!?" she asked, surprised.

"Not really," he admitted. "But taking the chance would be interesting."

"That's not something I could do deliberately." She replied.

"I know. And I'm not sure I would feel comfortable asking you to do that deliberately. But accidents happen even if we do use condoms." He replied. "And this is a 'Bareback' club were everyone is screened for STD's"

Sunday, 1 November 2015

The Wife Game

After dinner, Doris Blake sat on the sofa with a glass of burgundy wine and watched the evening news. Her husband Tom was at the driving range and her 18 year old daughter Tammy was out with her friends. The 37 year old blond was a stay at home mom; she was pleased with her life and didn't mind not entering the job market. Tom was a dentist and insisted that Doris did not have to work, although the credit card bills had been piling up lately and he urged her to cut down on her spending. 

The telephone rang and Doris answered it and spoke to her friend Joyce, "Hi Joyce, what's up?"

Her friend excitedly told her, "There is a new reality show on tonight at 9pm. I read all about the show and it sounds wild. The show is called 'The Wife Game' and the wives have to live with other families for three months. Can you imagine living with another family and having a different husband for three months?"

"No I can't, that sounds crazy, why would anyone want to do that?"

"Well, to start with you get $100,000.00 for three months and a chance to win one million. You really get an opportunity to see how other people live and you get to sleep with another woman's husband."

"The only thing that is tempting me is the money. Tom is the only man that I have ever been with and besides, if I sleep with her husband then she will be sleeping with Tom, right?" 

"Sounds like you both could use a little change; just think how exciting it would be. Watch the show and think it over, I will call you after the show, bye."

Game Night Gets Wild

Every week a group of us, specifically four couples, have game night. Game night basically meant wine night for the women and whiskey night for the men. We are all married and in our late 20's to early 30's. Lindsey and Chad are a couple. Lindsey is a flirty brunette with killer eyes and an ass to die for. If her boobs were bigger she could be in playboy. Rachel was married to Erik and she's my wife's best friend. She is a tall brunette and is basically all woman. What I mean is she had gigantic breasts and child bearing hips. Let's just say that when that whenever she is wearing a bikini I make it a point to bring sunglasses with me. Ben and Kristen are the newest couple to the group but we have still known them for years. Kristen is blonde and above average in every category. She is beautiful, has a nice ass, and nice perky size B tits. My wife Andrea is also blonde. She has small D tits, a firm bubble butt, and strong legs to match her ass. 

This particular week the Ben and Kristen were hosting and their kids were at a sleepover so the drinking was even heavier than normal. Somehow the topic of swinging came up and was discussed at great length. We were necessarily talking about doing it, rather just talking about it in general. That is until Rachel said something to the effect of, "Honestly, there are so many temptations today for men and women. Bust mostly men...I feel like you should be rewarded for staying loyal and true. I don't think I would want you to sleep with another woman but I don't think I would be that upset knowing you got head from someone else."

Glory Hole

Jean, my twenty-eight year old wife, had been asking questions about the adult bookstore downtown for some time now. She wanted to know what was in there, who was in there, what went on in there and what might happen if we went in there. (MMF, gh, breast-torture-fetish)


We’re finally here, I thought to myself as we pulled into the parking lot of an adult bookstore a few miles from our house. Jean, my twenty-eight year old wife, had been asking questions about it for some time now. She wanted to know what was in there, who was in there, what went on in there, what might happen if we went in there. 

She had heard about glory holes, especially as they were used by the gay community for anonymous oral sex. But she also wondered what she might do in there, wondered what might be done to her in there. For months now, she had raised the occasional question, the probing inquiry. But now we were here, parked, ready to go inside.

Jean was dressed for the event. She wore a short dress that was low cut, showing off her firm tits. She had lots of tan shoulder and arm exposed, lots of sexy leg. Only three buttons on top kept the dress on her. It could be removed in an instant. Underneath she wore, at my suggestion, nothing. Her sandals made her legs look so tan, so naked.

The Contest

I don't know how my wife found out about the contest but once she learned of it she couldn't stop talking about it. And soon she was trying to get me to enter it with her.

My wife, Julie, was a slim brunet with small breasts and nice, well shaped ass. She had been a virgin when we married but she quickly learned to love any kind of sexual activities. She especially loved sucking my cock and swallowing my semen. Maybe it was her love of cock sucking that piqued her interest in the contest.

I should tell you a bit about the contest and why I thought it had Julie so excited. First was the $50,000 prize for the winning couple, which I guess would excite anyone. The second aspect was the details of the contest itself and what it entailed for the contestants. The contest was a sexual one and directly involved one of Julie's favorite sexual activities, sucking cock.

In order to win the contest a couple had to enter together. The woman was require to suck the cocks and swallow the cum from her mate and four other men. The woman would be blindfolded the entire time, and she would only have the taste of the cocks and semen to tell which man was which. If the woman could identify her mate from just the taste of his semen when he came in her mouth the couple would win the prize.

Monday, 28 September 2015

Fahima

Fahima Begum sat in front of her bedside mirror unable to concentrate as she struggled to fix her hijab properly. Lately her mind had been plagued by doubts and sinful thoughts that no married Pakistani woman should have, and yet there they were. Fahima had been married to her husband, Ali, for 15 years now, whilst it was a good marriage it was missing something. In 15 years of marriage, Fahima and Ali had not been able to conceive a child. They had visited many different doctors to find out why and they all confirmed, what Fahima knew deep down, that Ali had an extremely low sperm count. 

The news shattered both of them and completely broke Ali. Fahima did her best to comfort him, assuring him that she held nothing against him and trying to explain how she loved him even more.

"It's Allah's will, my jaan, there is very little we can do. We can try for adoption," she said to him mustering all the enthusiasm and faith she could.

"Maybe," he replied in a flat tone. You could hear how shattered his heart was by the waver in his voice.

"Nothing is going to change, my jaan, but at least we still have each other," Fahima said with a small smile.

Four Play

The vacation had been set for almost a year. Tom and May Bradley were going on a cruise with their best friends Jack and Kate Arnold. Both couples were celebrating their twentieth wedding anniversaries only two months apart. However the only major problem was how the couples were to get to Florida. Tom and Kate did not like to fly so they decided to drive to Florida. Since both May and Jack had started new jobs they did not have enough vacation time to drive down so they had flight reservations to fly down on Friday evening. 

It was the first week of February and bad weather was hitting the east coast with heavy snow in New Jersey, Maryland and Northern Virginia. May begged Tom and Kate to fly down with her and Jack but they would not fly. They had to leave a day early on Thursday which meant they would have to stop over about halfway in South Carolina. 

"Now you two be good," Jack said to his wife as she got into the passenger seat next to Tom. "And remember to get separate rooms." 

"Don't worry, I only have eyes for you," Kate said as she kissed him. She looked at the light snow falling. "We better get going." They pulled out into the traffic on the NJ Turnpike just north of Newark and knew it was going to be a long haul because the traffic was going only 30 mph. 

"Let me know when you get tired of driving and I'll take a shift," Kate said to Tom. She looked at the handsome tall blonde man and realized that if she wasn't married he would definitely be one of her targets. 

Friday, 25 September 2015

Swap

"Why don't you just ask her?" Dave said,.

"I'm pretty sure she wouldn't go for it."

"I had the same problem when I approached Jean. Her first reaction was no way. She wasn't about to become involved in group activities. But I got her thinking about it-the idea was planted, and one day she asked for details, the people, where, when, what we would be doing. And then I knew she was going to come around. A meeting was set up-she was a little reluctant at first, but when we got into it she found she was really having a good time, and now she is a very enthusiastic participant."

I said, "You know Karen is pretty straight-laced, she doesn't fool around and it would be a tough job convincing her to get involved in extra-marital sex. She might get mad as hell that I would even be thinking about involving her."

"Just plant the idea, don't push, let it germinate. Maybe mention it again after she thinks about it some. I could have Jean talk to her-tell her more about our activities."

Finally I got the courage to broach the subject to Karen. At first she was appalled-then angry. She said, "I can't believe you would want us to get involved in extra-marital sex!"

I said, "a lot of people are doing it these days, and they seem to have fun with it. It isn't love-it's just sex."

wife swap

All she has on is a sexy nightie. As we lie on the bed, I put my hand on her flat stomach and rub it ever so gently in a circular motion. I slide my hand down to her mound and just gripped it 'til she starts to moan. Damn, what a woman! We've been married for 18 years now.

She gets hot pretty easily. She spreads her legs and  says, "Are you going to fuck me, or what?

I just started laughing as she reaches for my cock. It's rock hard and she just rolls over and climbs on. As she's riding me, I reach up and grab hold of her big bouncing tits. I feel her getting ready to climax as she leans forward and gives me a big lip lock. I put my arms around her and hold on tight while I start spewing my cum deep inside her. Damn! Am I ever glad I married her. She is pretty much my everything, besides my two teenage daughters.

I'm Jack and she's Jill, I know that sounds corny but those are our names. As I mentioned, we've been married better then 18 years. I'm a Dentist, actually a DDS, "Doctor of Dental Surgery," I guess that's sounds more impressive and gets me the big bucks.

As she rolled off me she gave me another kiss and said she had something to ask me.

I looked at her and said, "go for it, what is it?" 

She looked at me smiling and said, "I want to fuck another man!"

First Swingers Party

Last weekend was one of many firsts. James and I decided to go to a couples party. Up to this point we had met couples before and ended up playing with our respective partners in the same room. As those that have read our submissions know, I'm a huge exhibitionist. I love dressing up as slutty as possible and parading around naked and teasing people. So a swingers party was the perfect opportunity for me to wear a new sexy top James had recently purchased. The top was cut low and showed off a lot of cleavage, however what made it that extra bit slutty was the fact the material was thin and my hard nipples poked out very predominately. The top was a crop top so I wore a tight, figure hugging high waisted skirt showing just a hint of my toned stomach, and black heels. James looked dapper as ever with jeans, dress shoes and a blue dress shirt.

When I left the house I had a different top on but as soon as I was in the car with James off came the top and I was left in my skirt and black lace bra. The bra was strapless and almost see through, very thin and my nipples were poking out already. James immediately reached over and gently massaged my right breast as he drove, then readjusted his cock in his jeans. I smiled to myself knowing he was getting hard.

Soon I was topless and enjoyed the hour long drive. Half way into the drive I put on the grey low cut top and once again James reached over and massaged me, even flicking my rock hard nipples to tease me. I sat back enjoying his hands on me but it was over too soon for my liking. I turned on the radio and started dancing away when my favourite song came on. The top did not stay up and kept sliding down my arms exposing my right boob, then left. I didn't care, I continued dancing, my boobs bouncing. The anticipation of the party was already getting me horny, not to mention James's hands on me and being topless in the car.

The Gift

Mark & Gail have been married for eight years and they are thoroughly dedicated to each other. And Mark has a gift that he would like to present to his bride. 

Mark: "Honey, I love you very much and I want only what is best for you, both now and in the future. I never thought that I would be able to love someone as much as I love you. My love is unconditional and absolute. If there is anything that will make you happy, then giving it to your or allowing you to enjoy it will bring me great joy. I do mean anything. That being said, I have a gift for you. It is not something that you can hold, but it may offer you comfort or enjoyment in the future. Know that my love for you is so strong that I have only your interest in mind. This is a gift and as with most gifts, I do not expect anything in return or any reciprocation. In the same way that you get a full body message at a spa, going in with stress and tension and leave relaxed and feeling good. The gift is the same at this. This gift comes with a few conditions and the first condition is I need you to listen without interruption until I am finished. So what is the gift? I am offering you the option to have sex with a random stranger as a situation may present itself. 

"I know that your first thought is shock and probably, 'Oh Hell NO!' But please let me explain the full details. You know how much I enjoy having sex with you and I savor and value each encounter that we have together. But your pleasure and enjoyment is my greatest concern. Now more about the conditions;

1) Strangers Only -- There should to no acquaintances. It must be someone that you have not met before and that you are not likely to see again. 

2) Safe Sex - please use protection.

3) Any encounter should add to our mutual Sex life and not take away from it -- If I am there, or in any way available, use me, I will do anything for you. If you will not be in the mood with me later that day or the next day because of this encounter, then perhaps it is not the right time for the gift. 

The Reluctant Lesbian 2

The Reluctant Lesbian


The rain relentlessly pounds on Sheila's bedroom window in a soothing beat that gently wakes Jackie from her deep slumbers. She uncoils from the fetal position she was rolled up in feeling completely sated and contented from head to toe to the very depths of her soul. For the first time in weeks there is no ache what so ever in her breasts. Just a warm pleasant tingly feeling that makes her sigh with relief. She feels another slight warm glow emitting from her well satisfied womb.
Erotic memories of the night before slowly come back to her as she stretches and luxuriates in the full body tingles only a woman can feel after being completely satisfied in every way. Disappointedly, Jackie realizes she is alone in the bed. Her two lovers have left her like the pleasant dreams of the night before, fading from her memory as if they had never been.

Jackie stretches again and light headedly sits up in the bed to look at the rain out the window. "Holy Shit, I slept through the night," She says as she begins to softly rub and message her nude breasts, enjoying the sensations that her hands are producing. She loses herself in her self message until she feels rays of sun light caress her breast through the window and she can no longer hear the rain. An hour at least has passed while she rubs her breasts in a trance like state.

Jackie has never felt so euphoric in her life. She feels like a goddess stepping down from heaven as her feet lightly hit the floor. Nude, she floats over to her freshly washed sweat shirt and pants folded on a nearby chair and sees the note Sheila has left for her pinned to her shirt.

Saturday, 5 September 2015

My Wife – A Lesbian Prostitute

Life sometimes takes such turns that one can just be a mere spectator and be a passenger in the seats of time. Sometimes, one cant fight or control the situations and could just flow with the directions of time. I choose this platform for tow reasons . first being cant express my self other than this forum and 2 love many a stories in this site.

Well, let me start by describing the whole conditions. I am a doctor working as health researcher in a reputed health care organization . My life was perfect . I am married for 5 yrs with a two and half year old kid , a lovely wife, staying in joint family with mom & dad also. By grace of God, I got a stable and decent salary and been lucky enough to work in my native home town.

I am 32 and my wife is 27. Ours was an love cum arranged marriage and both the families were happy with this alliance. My wife is good looking. Fair, smooth skin . I am 5\’10 but she was 5’2 . There was a bit of height difference, for which sometimes I pulled and joked about it. She is am amazing woman, and took care of my mom and dad just like her. the best striking feature was her hair. I was naturally straight, shiny, silky , smooth , dense and she maintained it till her ass. To think about it, she looks like Bollywood heroine Bhumika Chawala. She had round shaped boobs an even though not a stunner , she was real good looking lady.

Our sex life was good , with around 2-3 times every week. Although, after child birth, had many times drunk milk from her breasts too. So in all my life was going on at a good pace, a nice career, loving wife, doting parents and a adorable son.

Indian Couples Exchange Partners

Although she was more than 30 years old, Sameera still looked fairly young and attractive. She was one of those rare young women who due to their sheer beauty looked out of place in their environs. Nature had been generous in endowing her not only with a height of 5 feet 6 inches but also a clear complexion. A lissome body complimented with perfectly rounded breasts capped by perky nipples that had the hue of a combination of pink-chocolate. It took the little nobs very little stimulation to get erect and at times this proved to be a source of major embarrassment for Sameera, especially if she was without a bra.

Sameera was intelligent enough to know that nature's bounty has to be respected and so she took the right steps to accentuate all her strong points. Her pussy was perfectly shaped with a trimmed mop of hair covering the mound while the puffy lips of the pussy were defiantly exposed. She was under the shower and watched fascinated as the water ran down with its full gravitational force over her pierced belly button before its speed was temporarily arrested by the pubic hair and then finally having made its way out it again regained the same force to finally fall at her bare feet where it made little puddles before being drained away. She watched her nail polished toes and the little anklet adorning her shapely ankles. 

She hurriedly emerged and tiptoed in bare feet to the kitchen clad in nothing but a skimpy panty. She was a trifle uncomfortable moving around the house topless but there were two reasons why she was topless. Firstly she couldn't find anything appropriate next to the bed and secondly she had gone topless the previous night in front of her guests. She had been apprehensive lest the game go on any longer and she would have no option but to take off her panties too had they insisted. After all that's what the rules had provided. She could've kept on her panty but she would have to let the other person feel her breasts and nipples. Thankfully it did not lead to that. She kept two empty cups of tea in the tray and just as she was about to pour boiling water in the kettle, Ria walked in.

Indian Couple Experiments

My name is Alisha Saxena. I am a 29 year old housewife. My husband’s name is Udit. We have been married for nine years now and we have tremendous love and respect for each other. Sex between us is still good but not great. Over a period of time our lovemaking had become pretty much predictable. Sure, we’d tried a lot of various positions and explored our desires. We were very happy with our marriage, still are, even possessive to some extent but we wanted to get rid of the monotony that was stalking us. We were so frank with one another that we’d often talk about people( and that included Udit’s elder brother) we’d like to have sex with.

I am 5 feet 5 inches tall in my bare feet whereas Udit is almost 6 feet tall. We make a good pair at least that is what we hear from our friends. I am slim, weigh about 55 kgs (Udit teases me saying that I am all 5 so perhaps he is the fifth man in my life, and if he is the first then four more will follow. He is really mean!), breasts are 34 C. Udit is someone who likes good sex ( don’t all men?) so I keep the pussy properly shaped to suit his tastes. Sometimes he wants the lips fully exposed sometimes covered with a little bit of hair. I go along with him but tell him that since I take so much trouble, surely somebody else too should get to see the pains that I take. Even the models who do all this get paid handsomely and I just get a good round of lovemaking. Of course, that round is excellent but who doesn’t like more admirers?

One day we watched an X rated film which dealt copiously with the topic of wife swapping and the couples appeared to be very happy with the outcome. X-rated movies fascinate me because the male actors are always so well endowed, or at least they are projected to be so. Till date I don’t know whether that is real or a photographic trick. Udit’s about average in size I guess, not that I’ve had much to compare it to. I’d only been with one other guy and that was shortly after I met and fell in love with Udit. He was a close friend of Udit and since the circumstances were so interesting I will narrate them for the benefit of readers.

Friday, 21 August 2015

Marriage Of Two Couples

I cannot even imagine that my wife will agree for a swap proposition. It is always the forbidden that excites me the most, even in the bed. So after 15 years of a happily cruising marriage, I have taken the plunge to spice things up a bit. Knowing fully well the consequences that we will face for the many decades ahead we shall live together.

How will I know that she will agree? We have never discussed the topic of swapping with other couples, hence the first step is not to feel shy discussing such topics. We have a couple that live in the same apartments. The wife is very beautiful, at least I find her so. I know they are into swapping. As they are not discreet, I am afraid that we will not click easily. But there is no harm talking about them with my wife Gayatri. So I brought their topic up, and subtly mentioned that are into page 3 parties big time, and lot of activities and games they are into. And also mentioned that they do not even know or remember where their spouse is by the turn of the dawn.

“What do you mean by that ?”

“Yes, Sonali goes with the man who likes her, and Sudeep goes with the woman he likes in the party, and as there are only couples in the party, the numbers even out”.

“How mean and chauvinistic you guys are ? Why cannot the woman go with the man she likes, instead of the other way around”.

“That is because, women don’t have much choice there in terms of looks. You don’t have Tom Cruise of Salman Khan in the party, right ? Also women have to bear some not so good looking people, some with paunches, some with bad breath, and some non-performers too. This unpleasantness turns on many women, hence they like the men who lust after them.”

Sunday, 16 August 2015

Fantasy Fulfilled

Kavita was in bed with her husband Ravi, kissing and fondling each other. She took his semi erect cock in her hand and started to caress it with soft hands. He pulled her over him and kissed her lips. 

"You look so fresh and lovely," he caressed her long hairs. 

"You know what happened today in office," she spoke casually. He was all ears. 

"Narang, my boss, you know how he is!! He was getting naughty with me," she felt his cock twitch.

"Ohh, What did he do," Ravi looked excited.

"Well I told you earlier also that he is always trying to get into my pants."

"You never told me that," he looked at her accusingly.

"Ohh haven't I... Well... Ah... Umm... I had...," she stopped as if not able to find words. 

Ravi opened her gown and slipped his hand inside grabbing a handful of her titties, "you must have been giving him all the wrong signals." Kavita squirmed at his touch and giggled.

"No I am not; he is the one who is coming on to me."

He kissed her boobs and flickered his tongue around her tout nipples, "Keep telling."

Friday, 26 June 2015

Tit Slave 2

Tit Slave 1

It has been three months since the baby was born. My wife's tits have really gotten big. She uses a special made bra. She measures 48-36-40 now and also lost some weigh after the baby was born. She gave birth to a nine-pound baby boy. He nurses off her milked filled tits five times a day.

The past two weeks, however, the black couple weaned the baby off of my wife's tit milk to a bottle and this has caused her to swell up with unused tit milk. They knew what they were doing to her and had something special for her.

She pleaded with them to milk her but refused her. Her tit milk would seep out of her now almost two-inch nipples constantly. She even begged me to milk her but I refused.

She hadn't been fucked for about two and half months and was horny as hell. I even caught her masturbating one-day. But this didn't help. After getting that big black cock for six months straight, nothing but a big black cock would satisfy her.

Tonight we were invited over to their house and my wife could only image what they were going to do to her.

So off we went with my wife fantasizing what was going to happen and me and my video camera.

Thursday, 25 June 2015

Back In The Swing

Sorrell and Mia, best friends since school, were sunning themselves besides Sorrell and Dan's pool which was screened and nestled in a sun-dappled arbour, a part of the well manicured grounds of their comfortable home.

‘Baby is well, how are you getting on Sorrell, its been a pretty traumatic couple of months since she was born, although you've got your figure back quickly and no stretch marks," Mia asked

"Everything has settled down, Kara is fine, I'm well now at my milks is flowing properly now, so the poor little darling isn't starving," replied Sorrell.

The two young women lay in the part shade, each wearing a tan through bikinis that were tiny and insubstantial, only really suitable for private grounds or private viewing. Both women were pretty if not attractive and maintained their slim and curvaceous bodies, although there were the beginnings of a mound below Mia's rib cage.

"And how about you, sweets, what, your 6 months and only just beginning to show, you are glowing, absolutely beautiful," said Sorrell.

Neighborhood Obedience

 My wife and I have just moved to the suburbs after living the country lifestyle for 15 years. We're currently in our mid 30's: my wife is 33, 5'6, 130 lbs, blonde, 36C breasts, and is in good shape due to great genetics and a healthy lifestyle. Me on the other hand, not so much. I'm your normal 36 year old with the 'dad body' even though we don't have children. I'm starting to bald, wear business casual attire on most days, and I'm amazed that I could even pull Cindy in college (my wife, I'm Steve). To top it all off I have 5" cock and though my wife as always reassured me that it was enough, I have always wondered if she meant it.

Cindy and I met back in college. I was much more studly back then as I was a student athlete while Cindy was your typical cheerleader. We met during her sophomore year and we never looked back. I've been with only 2 women up to that point while Cindy already had her fair share of men by the time we've met. When I first met her, she was dating one of my teammates who was tall, muscular, and black. I never knew why they broke up but we ended up meeting at a party sometime after their breakup and really hit it off. Fast forward through college, we got married shortly after graduating and my career took off from there. Cindy followed me around the country taking part time jobs here and there, allowing me to focus on my career. Which leads me to now.

While moving into our new house, our neighbors came out to greet us and help. His name was Mike and his wife's name was Cheryl. They were both black, the only black couple on our street, and they were in their early 40's. First thing I noticed was they were a very beautiful couple. Mike was tall, very muscular, and talked with a deep voice. Cheryl was also in shape (about equal to Cindy), slightly taller than me at about 5'11, and had a 36D breasts. They helped us unload the rest of our things from the moving truck and invited us to swim at their pool. We gladly accepted.

Down By the Lake


We were out in the woods, running free as if we were teenagers again. Well we weren't much older than teenagers but just the same, it felt good to be free of all restrictions if just for a while. We had the entire weekend out here to ourselves. We could do whatever we wanted out by the lake.

I looked over to Brooke, who was sitting down by the water's edge. Next to her was our car with camping gear piled outside of it atop a jumbled mess of a tent. Brooke was my High School crush, always just out of reach for me. It took more courage than I think I'd ever had in my life to stand up and ask her out on that last day of school. And it turned out just fine. Here were the two of us, a married couple with a nice house and good jobs, ready to start a family.

She was gorgeous, of course. She was wearing these short cargo shorts that teased mercilessly and a thin white t-shirt that covered, well, nothing really. I could see her back very well from this angle. There was no bra, no straps to obscure. She knows it tortures me when she played hard-to-get. She really does enjoy it.

I walked over to the shore, over by my wife and sat down next to her. She was staring out at the other edge of the lake where a family was packing up to set out. We would be alone for the next few days with this lake as ours. I looked over at Brooke again, up and down and focused in on her breasts. It was always her breasts that put me over the edge.

Dirtying up the Virgin Beach


Carnival weekend in Ecuador is a time when most people take advantage of the Friday, Monday and Tuesday off to go to travel, relax, and usually go to one of the countless beaches on the Ecuadorian coast. I have the unfortunate taste of loving the beach, but hating other people. I try to go on vacation when others don't have free time, and with my strange work schedule, this is usually possible. However, Carnival is one break I have that coincides with the rest of the country's. David and I were in desperate need of a vacation, but were short on funds and really didn't want to deal with the crowds, vendors, bad music on full blast, drunken teenagers, trash everywhere, and upped prices that come with beaching during national holidays. Despite being in our twenties, sometimes our preferences make us seem like old grumpy hermits. We were resigned to our usual resort of holing ourselves up in our apartment with good food, good movies, good music, good books, and the occasional pizza delivery for the long weekend. 

A few days before we closed off our doors to the outside world, we got a serendipitous message from Leo, a friend and coworker: "Diana, do you and David want to come with me to the coast to visit a friend of mine? She lives on a completely remote beach near Esmeraldas, and would only charge $12 a night for a bed and 3 meals. If you're interested, make sure to bring flashlights; they don't have electricity or running water."

It sounded too good to be true! An isolated paradise, a chance to be completely disconnected from the rest of the world for a few days, and completely affordable! I immediately called to David to ask if he'd be up for the adventure, which of course he accepted immediately. We gathered up the flashlights, bathing suits, the guitar, some toilet paper, and other such necessities in preparation for an amazing trip. 

Mother's Milk


Candy's mind seemed to be at peace today as she looked at the clothes in the shop,it had been such a long time since she had enjoyed time to look and feel new clothes on her body without someone hurrying her up. She sighed with self-indulgent pleasure as she touched the silky evening dress and wondered if she should try it on. Julia one of the women in the mother's club she belonged to was looking after the children today and Candy smiled some more. Just having the other women around had made such a difference to her life in all the most important ways she could think of .
Each of them took turns to take care of the children so that the others could have a day to themselves and of course there were the times once a week when they would get together and enjoy such fantastic activities. Her partner wondered what had turned his once tired, worn out wife into a virago of sexual power and of dominance. Candy had discovered that she enjoyed being the one in charge, in deciding what to do and he had quickly decided that if that made her want more sex he was not going to stop her from being the dominant one in the bedroom. Deciding not to buy the dress she left the shop and wandered along the shopping mall noticing as she walked by the slight woman who seemed to be having difficulty with a crying baby as tried to breast feed.

As she came nearer there was something familiar about the voice of the woman that intrigued her.

"Please take it baby, please," the woman desperately pleaded to the baby as she tried to force her milky teat between his lips.

"Can I help you?"

Overnight Bus

Waiting in the empty passengers' lounge of the long distance bus terminal, for over half an hour, on a chilly January night made me jittery. I had to attend a court case on the next day and for that I had to travel alone for the first time. It would be a long distance, overnight, bus journey and I did not have a reservation. Dumbstruck, I was blaming my luck, why on earth it had fallen on me; someone else should have been assigned for the job, however, I was aware about the reasons. Technically, I was the most suitable person in the office; I dealt the file all along, it was with me for months and I knew the facts of the case better than anyone else. But the date for a court case is always intimated well in advance. What the departmental counsel told my boss over phone was crap and pure lies; no correspondence had been made and no advance intimation about the date had come from his end. It was intimated just today, and that too had been over phone, but I could not convince my boss that there was no advance intimation and that I did not have prior knowledge about the date. As a result, all my pleadings fell on deaf ears; he did not consider that it would be next to impossible to get a rail or bus reservation in such a short time, nor did he consider the dangers of sending a young woman alone on such a long journey.
I had no escape from his onslaught but had some faint hope that my husband could arrange at least for a bus reservation since he had some connections with the providers of bus service. He came with me to arrange for the last minute reservation and to see me off. I was waiting for him in the passengers' lounge for half an hour; most of the buses had already left by then and at 8:30 pm, the last bus was preparing to depart. With no sign of his return, I was getting more impatient with each passing minute. All of my repeated rings on his mobile went unanswered. He picked up my last call and informed me that he managed the reservation, but it did not reduce my tension. On returning from the office, I did not have much time left for getting ready. In a hurry, I wore just a woollen cardigan over a sari, underestimating the evening chill. Now I shivered, standing in the open areas of the passengers' lounge, regretting that I wore a thin sari instead of pants or jeans, which would have been more comfortable for the journey, I just knew the cardigan would not be enough for the night.

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Annapolis

The trip on a Thursday to Annapolis took over fourteen hours so the two couples left early that morning. They planned on driving until they were all tired and finding a motel on the way. Tom and Jack had only been out of college for a couple of years and had married their college sweethearts Amy and Ellie. Tom and Amy sat in the back.
"Let's stop somewhere that has a nice pool," Ellie directed to her husband Jack who was driving. After a long week at the office she needed to unwind and since her ex-college roommate was getting married they all had planned on getting smashed and having a wild time.

"Are you all sure you want to share a room?" Amy asked for the third time. Of the four she was the most conservative.

"Yes......we can save some money," Tom replied. "Besides we've all shared a tent during our camping trips."

"Yes but sleeping in your clothes in a sleeping bag is different than nearby beds in a motel room," Amy thought. She glanced over at Ellie's slim and trim body and was envious because her own weight had increased over fifteen pounds since her wedding.

The trip took longer since they got stuck in some bad traffic along the Pennsylvania Turnpike so by the time they rolled into Harrisburg it was getting dark. "Let's stop here," Jack said as he pulled the SUV into the Holiday Inn lot. "The sign says HBO and a pool."

Awesome Foursome

This is the story of an event that happened along time ago -- 1994 if my memory serves me right. It was when I was about 21, at University, and exploring my sexuality. This event was a quantum leap in that exploration, like Columbus discovering the new world.
I had a regular boyfriend at the time, his name was Chris. We had been dating for about eight months and had been having sex for about six of those. I had been on the pill for most of those six months as Chris didn't really like wearing a condom. We had been getting more and more adventurous in our sex life and two weeks prior Chris had fucked my virgin asshole. While it certainly hurt at first, he was patient and I started to like the feeling before he came inside me. We had anal sex again on a number of different occasions and on the last occasion I had cum as he fucked my asshole from behind and I rubbed a vibrator over my enflamed clit.

While Chris and I were not living together, we spent most nights together at either of our abodes. Chris shared his house with a much older guy John, he was in his late forties and had been married and divorced three times. John now had a number of what he termed "part-time girlfriends", a collection of about half a dozen women that he seemed to successfully juggle and who seemed under no misapprehension that they he was their one and only. I did notice that one woman Yvonne seemed to be there a bit more than the others. She was short and a little bit overweight, but she had a big chest and dressed very elegantly.

Chris and John's bedrooms had a common wall and on a number of nights that I was there, the sounds of vigorous fucking emanated from Johns' room. I found this disconcerting at first, but after a few nights I admitted to Chris that I found it arousing. Nonetheless, I felt a bit self conscious at my tender age then and when Chris and I had sex there I tried to do it when John was out.

Saturday, 30 May 2015

My Asian Wife

Part 1 : Her first encounter with her ex-boyfriend
My buddy, Nhan and I finished a round of tennis at the local community centre and decided that we would have a few drinks at my place. We arrived home and to my wife' surprise I had a guest with me on a weeknight. My wife's name is Lin and she knew Nhan from years ago when they used to date briefly during their early years of high school - 20 plus years ago. We sat down on our large sofa and the three of us started to drink and chat. 

I was in my mid 40 whereas she was in her early 40s. We were happily married and we were both Asian and like most typical Asian, we were thin and small. I was 5-foot 8 and weighted about 140 lbs with a fit body as I do workout in a gym regularly. She was just a bit over 5 feet tall and weighted no more than 110 lbs. Lin was able to keep most of the baby weight off after having children and still maintained an awesome mid-aged figure of 36D-26-34.

Nhan was also Asian but a little bit shorter than I likely around 5-foot 5 but he was extremely fit and muscular. He was also married but don't have any children.

Both Nhan and I can drink but as for my wife, one is all she needed to feel the impact. It must have been about an hour into our drinking that I decided after 3 beers, I have had enough and should head to bed. My wife was still trying to finish her first so Nhan decided to keep her company while I headed upstairs to get ready for bed.

Just before I went to bed, I wanted to say good night and as I was on my way downstairs, I heard some giggling and decided that I should quietly take a peak to see what was going on. To my surprise, Nhan was now sitting next to my wife whispering something in her right ear. What ever he said, she gave him a smile and not a second later, he had his right hand on her thigh slightly massaging it. Not sure if it was the alcohol or that they were catching up on where they left off 20 plus years ago but regardless, it looked like it was going to be an interesting night.

Fareeda and her Sister in Law

"Whoa Faree, I think that had to be the best orgasm of my life!" she gasped still recovering "Oh god I love you, thank you, thank you, thank you! I've wanted that for so long" she spoke this last while again giving me a powerful hug and pressing her lips to mine. I too was overcome by our remarkable closeness and the intensity of our passion.

As we were laying together embracing and cuddling, I felt her hand move between my thighs and as I spread them to open myself to her, she rolled me onto my back and laying on my right side, she cupped my waiting mound in her hand, rubbing it softly before curling her two middle fingers into wet hole. "Oh yes Jamee! Ohhh pleeease!" I moaned as I covered her hand with mine pushing it hard against my lusting sex. She knew exactly what I needed as I felt her lips and tongue gently caressing my right nipple before sucking it into her mouth. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmaaaahh" I placed my free hand on the back of her head and held her tight to my breast.

Between sucking on my nipple and massaging inside my sopping pussy with her fingers, I was in a heavenly place. Then she began moving her head down my body, first kissing under my breasts then down to my belly and now I felt her face lightly brushing against my pubic hair. Oh! I was shivering with anticipation of what I knew was coming.

"YES!" I groaned as her tongue parted my wet lips and began lapping at the juices of my arousal. She repositioned herself between my legs and went to work applying all her ability and passion to give me a level of pleasure I will not soon forget. She started out sucking and gently tugging my outer lips, progressing to penetrating me deeply with her tongue and then she sucked my erect little bud into her mouth and began gently playing with it between her teeth. I had been smoldering for too long and now the waves of orgasm rose within me. "Ahh ahh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ooooohhhhhh!" I was moaning and gasping for air and just as my orgasm was about to peak, she pushed her middle finger deep into my ass. My body went out of control and I thrashed wildly about on the bed screaming! 

Stranger Puts Suntan Lotion on Wife

Bob and Sara were on vacation in Florida with their friends Rich and Diane. The two married couples were staying at a nice resort and spent a lot of time down by the pool. One day Sara tore her modest one-piece bathing suit and had to go purchase a new one at the hotel store. Diane accompanied her and tried to talk her into getting a bikini instead of another one-piece.

"Oh, Diane, I couldn't wear that bikini," laughed Sara, blushing deeply. "I would be embarrassed."

"What have you got to be embarrassed about?" replied Diane frankly. "You have a terrific body."

"Why thank you, dear," said Sara modestly. "But what would Bob say?"

"He'll probably say 'Hubba, hubba,' or something like that," exclaimed Diane with a grin.

"Ok, I will be daring and get the bikini," consented Sara.

When Sara came out to the pool wearing her new bikini, she noticed a lot of the men turning to look at her. She fought the urge to cover her large jiggling breasts with her hands and she summoned the nerve to straighten her shoulders as she strode over to where the gang was waiting for her.

"Sweet Jesus," exclaimed Bob in shock when he saw how much skin his wife was showing. "What made you get that bathing suit?"

Mixed Doubles

"Where is my shirt, Ohh god you have not pressed it," Dilip picked up his crumpled shirt.

"At least I washed it," Anita shouted from kitchen.

"What am I going to wear, you know today is a very important meeting for me and I need this white shirt," he sounded miserable. 

"Please iron it yourself, my baby, I am busy preparing the breakfast," Anita spoke.

"Yeah, as if I am free," he murmured and grabbed the iron. 

Anita walked out of the kitchen and saw Rahul their six years old son, munching the bread.

"Eat quickly, beta, you don't have the whole day for that and don't forget to finish you milk, ohh god I have to get ready," she rushed to bedroom. 

Dilip and Anita were married for almost ten years now and they have a lovely six year old son. They met in collage, fell in love, finished the collage and landed nice lucrative jobs in once booming IT sector. Much against the wishes of their parents they got married and settled down in Mumbai. Dilip belong to the North India while she was from Mumbai so neither of their parents felt that the marriage is going to work, while Dilip was pure vegetarian, Anita has no problem with meat. Against all odds and cultural differences they were together for ten years and were madly in love with each other. 

First Time Swing with Friends

I watched silently as Sarah hesitantly reached out, her fingers lightly tracing along the length of my engorged cock through my skin hugging jockey shorts. She could clearly see how hard I was; my cock may as well have been naked the way the material of my shorts clung to it tightly. As her fingers slid over me my cock jerked slightly, the confines of my tight underwear preventing anything more.

Sarah looked up at me her innocent face clearly unsure if she should proceed or not.

"Go on Lisa." my wife called out to her from the other side of the room, where she sat next to Sarah's husband on the other sofa. I briefly looked over at my 30 year old wife to see that her large 34E breasts were naked and hanging free allowing Tom to grope them as Claire gently massaged his swollen cock through his underwear. My wife's nipples were swollen standing out hard and firm like little erasers in the middle of her large areola. As my wife shifted slightly giving Sarah's husband easier access to her full breasts, her thighs parted allowing me to she the damp patch spreading across her high cut black lace panties betraying her obvious arousal. Her thighs looked as inviting as always, famed by a sexy pair of lace topped black stockings.

My attention was suddenly dragged back to the inexperienced 25 year old kneeling between my thighs as her fingers suddenly tightened around my shaft. I looked down to see Sarah staring intently at the new cock between her fingers as she slowly and gently started to rub me up and down. She took a deep breath as my cock again jerked from the attention she was giving it and I watched her plump breasts heaving inside her bra as she did so, the soft flesh fighting against the, material and threatening to spill out.

Amy and I Star in WifeSwitch

Amy and I have been married for only a year but have been together for nearly 11 years. She stands 5'5", weighs 135lbs, long blonde hair and eyes that change from blue to green depending on her mood. She has a lovely set of 36C breasts, a nice round ass and legs to die for. Everywhere she goes she turns heads and she lives to flirt with both men and women. Amy possesses the friendliest personality and is very confident in her sexuality. This confidence has permitted both of us to live out many of our fantasies including swapping, wife sharing, orgies, and both MMF and FFM threesomes. 

For the last while we have had a difficult time finding anyone suitable to play around with so we decided to try looking online. We were disappointed that we found little success on the web so I made a suggestion that I thought might work. My wife and I enjoy watching porn together and we both really loved a series called WifeSwitch so we decided to explore how we could take part in an episode of our favourite porn. Amy and I visited the WifeSwitch website where we found an e-mail address to which we were to send pictures and a brief description of what we were looking for and what type of people we found attractive. In our letter Amy stated that she would like the guy to be physically fit but not too built with short dark hair and he must be a gentleman. I wrote that I would prefer a woman that was beautiful and had a natural body and that she need not be Caucasian. We also included that the couple must be very secure in their relationship and should have some swapping experience in order to avoid any jealousy or other complications. We attached a few pictures of ourselves and sent off our application hoping to generate some interest.

Give Me a Hand

At University there had always been the three of us, a trio of girls who were rapidly closing in on their twenties and turning into women, and who hung around together. Ruth, petite and red haired, was the giggly and adventurous one, Dinah was the willowy blonde that any group needs to help pull the boys, and Dawn - that's me - was the mousy one, the bog standard, general issue female who doesn't stand out in any way, but makes up the numbers.

We were almost never apart, whether we were out clubbing or drinking, at gigs, raves or festivals, attending lectures, and even occasionally studying in the library, we'd always be together. We even went on multiple dates together to make sure that our boyfriends of the moment only got as far with us as we were prepared let them. In short we were known to be inseparable because we were seen doing everything together.

But there was one activity which we indulged in that we took care nobody saw us doing together. I'm not sure how that started, although I guess alcohol must have had something to do with it, but about once or twice a week we'd all get together in one of our rooms and have what we called our private fun time. If we were all in the right mood, and that was pretty often, someone would suggest that it might be playtime and then we would undress and either watch each other masturbate or help each other masturbate, or even use the vibrator that Ruth had bought on each other. The main aim, besides collapsing into embarrassed giggles, was to make each other come as hard and as often as possible. 

Now I must be clear that we were not really attracted to our own sex at all and everything we did was without any romantic overtones. To understand you have to remember that we were all subject to raging youthful hormones and unaccustomed freedoms at that time, and so we found it easy to be horny around each other. Fun time was our way of alleviating that horniness. So rather than being secret lesbians we were more like secret exhibitionists, if there can be such a thing, and our purpose was simply to have fun in each other's presence, you know, fooling around sexy fun. We didn't kiss, or make love, or anything like that, we just made each other orgasm, and then laughed at the noises we each made and the faces we pulled. The only time when any of us got even slightly more involved was once when Ruth went down on me, just, or so she said, to see what it was like. I must admit that I enjoyed it and I came really hard, but I don't think she thought much of it because it was never mentioned again.

Tuesday, 28 April 2015

On Our Honeymoon

My wife and I have been happily married for over 10 years - she is truly my best friend and my soul mate. What happened on our honeymoon set the tone for a very interesting lifestyle for us.

We had a huge wedding, and after the reception we did not get home until almost 2am. We were exhausted. We ended up falling asleep minutes after we got home. The next morning, we had to rush out of the house to go to the airport for our flights to Hawaii. There were major weather issues on the west coast, and we ended up being delayed out of San Francisco. Again - we did not get into our hotel room until well past midnight and we were so tired we could barely see straight. Then, we ended up oversleeping the next morning, and had to rush out of our room to catch a 1/2 day booze cruise/snorkel cruise we pre-booked ahead of time. Still no sex!

The cruise was amazing, though. One of the workers on the boat, Marco, was paying a lot of attention to my wife. It was kind of fun to see them flirt back and forth - and of course the more "rum punch" my wife had, the more flirty she became. As we were leaving the boat at the end of the day, Marco asked where we were staying. I told him the name of our hotel and I decided to tell him that he was more than welcome to stop by and have a drink with us if he wanted. I did not expect anything to become of that invitation, but I could not believe it when Marco showed up about an hour later at the hotel lounge where my wife and I were having a drink. He sat at the table with us, and the 3 of us had a great time together. As it started to get dark, I told Marco that the view from our balcony at sunset was supposed to be amazing, and Marco said he would love to see it.

The Maid, the Young Man and Aunt

She was a plain looking lady who came to his home to do some domestic chores such as sweeping, swabbing the floor, washing clothes and utensils. Around 50 years old, she used to wear faded clothes that were somewhat loose fitting.

The maid's routine was to come to his house early in the morning and complete washing utensils, clothes and to sweep and swab the floor. In the evening, she used to wash the utensils left over from the morning. He was Satish, a bachelor of some 26 years of age and worked in a local company in the city where he lived. 

One day Kammo, for that was the maid's name, volunteered to make breakfast and pack some lunch for him. She also offered to make dinner in the evening. Satish offered her an increase in her salary for the extra work she did. Kammo was very pleased and thanked him for the increase in pay.

Everyday, Satish was well fed for Kammo knew how to cook and she ensured that Satish got some good and simple but tasty food. Satish's house was a compact and comfortable two bedroom flat in the city. He occupied one bedroom and had furnished the second one for accommodating a rare guest or two. Other than the two bedrooms, there was a drawing cum dining room. 

One weekend Satish got up late and Kammo also came a little late. She went about her chores as usual. On one occasion during the morning, she came a little close to him and as she went past in the limited space in between the dining table and the wall, she brushed against him. Satish could feel the shape of her butt as she went past. Spongy and soft, he suddenly found himself aroused. Kammo saw the shape of his prick against his pyjamas and smiled quietly to herself. 

Angela

The adult store was long and narrow. The wooden swing doors through which we had entered from the street swung closed behind us and we stopped and looked around. On one side of the shop there were dishevelled shelves bearing an array of all kinds of adult explicit magazines ranging over the entire gamut of the fetish spectrum. In the centre were glass topped display cabinets filled with all kinds of sexual aids, lotions, dildos and love potions and oils. On the other wall, to our right, was a display of erotic lingerie and naughty attire for both men and women. The service counter stood down near the back, with a bored sombre looking guy casually flicking through today's newspaper. Behind him there was another doorway covered by a velvety curtain, A sign 'Videos' was prominent above it.

We moved slowly down past the counter towards the curtain, casually taking in the whole store in the process. The man glanced up as we moved past him and then returned to his reading. The curtain led us into another room of about the same size but filled with videos. There were several aisles, and as we moved to the first one, we noticed there were several people browsing the various titles intently. As we looked at the videos on display on the walls I whispered to my wife, Angela, if she was interested in renting one at all. She pretended to be uninspired but gave an affirmative confirmation nonetheless.

As we turned the corner of the next aisle we both simultaneously spotted a small sign on the wall. "Theatre entrance located at rear of building." We both looked at each other for a moment. 

"Well?" I asked, looking at her with a slight sideways grin. Her eyes held the same conspiratorial look and glint. 

My Wife's First Gangbang

Due to the nature of my work I'm away from home a couple of times a month, this lasts for two or three days. Being married and having no children we were free to do what we liked, so I would take my wife on these trips, it means that whilst I'm working she can have a break and do some shopping.

Were both in our early forties, my wife Debra is about 5` 6" tall, long auburn hair with a great figure, her tits are 36 DD's, these were a 40th birthday present from me, not the big balloon types but a nice pear shaped, her ass was fantastic, pert and shapely.

It had been arranged that I would meet her in the hotel bar that night after work, to spice up our sex life we would play the dating game, she would pretend to be a slut wife who was out for the night to get fucked by a stranger. So that night unfortunately I was late getting back to meet her, as I walked into the hotel bar I could see Debra sat at the bar and she was talking with these two lads in their early twenties, one black and one white.

Over the years we had done a bit of swinging so I wasn't that upset at seeing her being chatted up, I was however curious to see what would happen, so I found a seat where I wouldn't be seen and just watched.

She was wearing a tight black cotton dress, V necked showing off her cleavage, I could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra because you could see her nipples clearly through the dresses thin material, black tights or stockings I couldn't tell, with high heeled shoes, she looked fucking great and my cock started to stir.

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