The relationship:
In retrospect, I should have seen this coming. In the weeks following my decision to open my marriage, as well as my thighs to my husband's best friend, Glenn, the emotional entanglements became more obvious and real. Glenn claimed that he was in love with me. If I am honest, I shared those feelings towards him as well.
My emotional connection to Glenn was not surprising since he was only the second man with whom I had made love, and the second man with whom I had ever climaxed. I guess I was infatuated with my new lover.
Just to be clear, I was not contemplating ending my marriage. I was deeply in love with my husband, of that I was sure. In fact, I loved Chris even more for allowing me to enjoy and experience his best friend. However, I could not deny, at least not to myself, that I loved Glenn as well.
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Wednesday, 1 July 2026
A Sexy Lactating Housewife And Some Ugly Low Class Men
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Sunday, 14 February 2021
Lactating Hot Wife - Chapter 5 - Fourth Of July At Vail
My lovers and I spend the fourth of July weekend in Vail
Wednesday, 19 February 2020
My Wife The Internet Swinger 3
My wife role plays with a young man
My wife Beth is living the swinger lifestyle. She has had sex with multiple guys and posted her encounters on the internet. She is very popular, not only because she is willing to do this, but also because she has a smoking hot body for being 35. It seems if she is not fucking some guy she is working out. Her legs and ass are toned and tight. Her stomach is flat and has lots of definition. She has been tanning and it's obvious that she does it nude. Her firm large 36D breasts are the same healthy looking light brown that the rest of her was.
Whenever she was home she was either on the internet, going over e-mails to her or she was talking to me about her last encounter and how big the guy's cock was and how it felt in her. It always seemed like she was describing a porn movie and that's basically what it was. We were filming porn and she was an actress in it. There was never any consideration to how I felt as she talked about another guys cock.
“John”, she said, “His cock was so long it was banging into my cervix. I think I'm stretching more in there because I felt a pop and he got his cock all the way in. I'm always sore there later, but it's getting easier.”
Whenever she was home she was either on the internet, going over e-mails to her or she was talking to me about her last encounter and how big the guy's cock was and how it felt in her. It always seemed like she was describing a porn movie and that's basically what it was. We were filming porn and she was an actress in it. There was never any consideration to how I felt as she talked about another guys cock.
“John”, she said, “His cock was so long it was banging into my cervix. I think I'm stretching more in there because I felt a pop and he got his cock all the way in. I'm always sore there later, but it's getting easier.”
My Wife The Internet Swinger 2
His wife decides to continue swinging.
My wife was right. She had trouble walking for awhile after her encounter. I could tell she was sore for about a week. She had never had a cock that big in her and she wore the guy out. Even though she walked funny she seemed happier then she had in a long time. I was still recovering from watching my wife fuck another guy. Not only did I watch her fuck his big cock, I saw him shoot his sperm in her unprotected. That wasn't planned but happened anyway.
I had posted the pics on the internet and the response was overwhelming. When she saw them, all she could do was smile. I guess it didn't matter that her face was shown she was a star. There was a flood of e-mails from guys wanting to fuck her. She would spend hours on the computer looking at profiles and pics from them. It was obvious that she was planning her next encounter. I accepted this even though I had hoped he little encounter would be a one time thing.
One night after she had fully recovered she was on the computer and called me over. She said she had picked out the next guy and wanted to show me who he was. The profile she pulled up kinda shocked me. He was a guy our age that was married. He was a light skinned mix raced guy with a very long thick cock. From what I could tell he was longer then the last guy. In his e-mail he said he loved her body. His wife and he were into swinging and he would have no issues meeting up for an encounter. He actually lived close and could drive to our town.
I had posted the pics on the internet and the response was overwhelming. When she saw them, all she could do was smile. I guess it didn't matter that her face was shown she was a star. There was a flood of e-mails from guys wanting to fuck her. She would spend hours on the computer looking at profiles and pics from them. It was obvious that she was planning her next encounter. I accepted this even though I had hoped he little encounter would be a one time thing.
One night after she had fully recovered she was on the computer and called me over. She said she had picked out the next guy and wanted to show me who he was. The profile she pulled up kinda shocked me. He was a guy our age that was married. He was a light skinned mix raced guy with a very long thick cock. From what I could tell he was longer then the last guy. In his e-mail he said he loved her body. His wife and he were into swinging and he would have no issues meeting up for an encounter. He actually lived close and could drive to our town.
My Wife The Internet Swinger
How my wife became a swinger.
My wife and I have been married 10 years. She is 35 and I am 36. We lead a pretty normal suburban life. We don't have any kids, but not from lack of trying. She was on the pill for the first 5 yrs of marriage but after getting off it and letting nature take its course she just never got pregnant. We agreed not to try a bunch of expensive tests.
As in most 10 yr marriages our sex life was getting a little routine. My wife, Beth, had kept herself in pretty good shape. She was about 5'6” and weighed about 115lbs, with short brown hair. I had always loved her breasts which were firm 36D's. Her waist was still slim and her ass had rounded into a sexy shape. I had gained a little weight over the years, but not to bad yet. My cock was average size and she never complained.
Whenever we went to the lake or beach she would always get looks from both young and old guys. She still looked great in a bikini. I always felt myself get a little hard when I saw a guy obviously ogling her. I found myself wondering what they were thinking. Were they wondering what it would be like to feel her tits, or to fuck her? Even at the store when she would wear a pair of shorts a little on the tight side I would stand back to see guys look at her ass.
My wife and I have been married 10 years. She is 35 and I am 36. We lead a pretty normal suburban life. We don't have any kids, but not from lack of trying. She was on the pill for the first 5 yrs of marriage but after getting off it and letting nature take its course she just never got pregnant. We agreed not to try a bunch of expensive tests.
As in most 10 yr marriages our sex life was getting a little routine. My wife, Beth, had kept herself in pretty good shape. She was about 5'6” and weighed about 115lbs, with short brown hair. I had always loved her breasts which were firm 36D's. Her waist was still slim and her ass had rounded into a sexy shape. I had gained a little weight over the years, but not to bad yet. My cock was average size and she never complained.
Whenever we went to the lake or beach she would always get looks from both young and old guys. She still looked great in a bikini. I always felt myself get a little hard when I saw a guy obviously ogling her. I found myself wondering what they were thinking. Were they wondering what it would be like to feel her tits, or to fuck her? Even at the store when she would wear a pair of shorts a little on the tight side I would stand back to see guys look at her ass.
Saturday, 10 February 2018
Milk is Life Ch. 02
Sydney looked into the mirror, posing in different angles, observing the possible growth of her breasts. It had been almost two months since she found another soul in the loneliness of the Texas prairie. She felt she had been alone for life, but then she was surprised by the intrusion of Alonso.
He came into her life almost at random, finding an oasis of sexual pleasure that she had not had in a long time, found a possible lover, a survival partner. Her breasts were heavier than they were before his arrival, her nipples thicker, and darker. Perhaps it was that Alonso had firmly planted his seed in her and she was now carrying his child, or perhaps her breasts were adapting to the constant sucking of Alonso's mouth; adjusting and growing due to heavier milk production. The growth from his nursing was obvious as it was a stronger demand meant higher production, but maybe, just maybe it was all of those factors.
Sydney never imagined she'd be with a partner again, much less pregnant, but regardless, she felt sexy and confident. She didn't bother putting on a bra as she grabbed the closest flannel shirt. She was already in jeans and boots and was headed outside to meet Alonso, whom was finishing adjusting a few of their tomato crops. She only bothered to finish buttoning to the center of her shirt, displaying a healthy amount of cleavage.
Alonso was wiping away the last of the beads of light sweat from his forehead. Luckily, the weather was pleasant; a sunny and breezy 75-degree Spring day. The tomatoes had been properly readjusted for proper soil and he was lightly famished.
He came into her life almost at random, finding an oasis of sexual pleasure that she had not had in a long time, found a possible lover, a survival partner. Her breasts were heavier than they were before his arrival, her nipples thicker, and darker. Perhaps it was that Alonso had firmly planted his seed in her and she was now carrying his child, or perhaps her breasts were adapting to the constant sucking of Alonso's mouth; adjusting and growing due to heavier milk production. The growth from his nursing was obvious as it was a stronger demand meant higher production, but maybe, just maybe it was all of those factors.
Sydney never imagined she'd be with a partner again, much less pregnant, but regardless, she felt sexy and confident. She didn't bother putting on a bra as she grabbed the closest flannel shirt. She was already in jeans and boots and was headed outside to meet Alonso, whom was finishing adjusting a few of their tomato crops. She only bothered to finish buttoning to the center of her shirt, displaying a healthy amount of cleavage.
Alonso was wiping away the last of the beads of light sweat from his forehead. Luckily, the weather was pleasant; a sunny and breezy 75-degree Spring day. The tomatoes had been properly readjusted for proper soil and he was lightly famished.
Thursday, 8 February 2018
Impregnated by the Black Mountain Man
The floods in Colorado in the fall of 2013 caused devastating losses thought to exceed two billion dollars. It rained for several days and the water accumulated in the mountain foothills and eventually came roaring out of the valleys and canyons in historically-destructive swollen creeks and streams. Roads were completely washed away in many places and the landscape was changed by the sand, rocks and debris that were moved by the flood waters. My husband and I live in one of those valleys, but were spared the worst of the flood.
We live in a modern, log home built in an isolated canyon. Our property is about one hundred yards from the nearest creek, and at an elevation of fifty feet above the normal high-water level. We had no close neighbors and were pretty much self-sufficient with a well-stocked food cellar, plenty of firewood and an emergency diesel generator for power. We also have well water and satellite service for television and internet access. We were well provisioned and comfortable during the emergency, even though all of the access roads out of the canyon were washed away.
My name is Leah, and my husband Ed and I have daughter who was five months old at the time of this story. I was still nursing our daughter, and we were trying to get me pregnant again. Ed was twenty-eight years old and I was twenty-six. He is a mechanical engineer, and was fortunate to be able to convince his employer to allow him to work from home most of time, only having to drive down the mountain to his office two or three days a month.
We live in a modern, log home built in an isolated canyon. Our property is about one hundred yards from the nearest creek, and at an elevation of fifty feet above the normal high-water level. We had no close neighbors and were pretty much self-sufficient with a well-stocked food cellar, plenty of firewood and an emergency diesel generator for power. We also have well water and satellite service for television and internet access. We were well provisioned and comfortable during the emergency, even though all of the access roads out of the canyon were washed away.
My name is Leah, and my husband Ed and I have daughter who was five months old at the time of this story. I was still nursing our daughter, and we were trying to get me pregnant again. Ed was twenty-eight years old and I was twenty-six. He is a mechanical engineer, and was fortunate to be able to convince his employer to allow him to work from home most of time, only having to drive down the mountain to his office two or three days a month.
Wednesday, 20 September 2017
Drinking Milk From Mangalore To Bangalore
Hi, Friends, this is Rajesh, presently 38 years working as an Engineer in an MNC, and settled in Bangalore now. I am fair in color, well built with a gym body and most important with an 8-inch dick. I was aware of the woman anatomy at that age by reading sex books and watching porn, but never had any chance to see a woman naked, but was longing to see a naked woman and masturbating myself thinking about it.
This is an incident happened when I had been to Mangalore to attend a marriage function. I had got good job in an MNC company as a software programmer and I had good brains along with my Engineering degree and I have a penis of 8-inch length with huge thickness and uncircumcised one. Let me come to the story quickly and not waste much of your time.
I had come to Mangalore to attended the marriage function till the evening and came to the main bus stand at 8 pm. I couldn’t get a ticket back to my place in the luxury Volvo buses as it was Sunday evening. So I tried all private buses, but to my bad luck (or may be good luck) I couldn’t get a ticket as it was Sunday evening. I badly wanted to report to the office on Monday morning and so I got on board on an ordinary bus to Bangalore.
This is an incident happened when I had been to Mangalore to attend a marriage function. I had got good job in an MNC company as a software programmer and I had good brains along with my Engineering degree and I have a penis of 8-inch length with huge thickness and uncircumcised one. Let me come to the story quickly and not waste much of your time.
I had come to Mangalore to attended the marriage function till the evening and came to the main bus stand at 8 pm. I couldn’t get a ticket back to my place in the luxury Volvo buses as it was Sunday evening. So I tried all private buses, but to my bad luck (or may be good luck) I couldn’t get a ticket as it was Sunday evening. I badly wanted to report to the office on Monday morning and so I got on board on an ordinary bus to Bangalore.
Saturday, 6 February 2016
Sunday, 24 January 2016
Megan's Milk and More
Megan was brushing her brown hair as she prepared to head out to the mall. It was one of her friends' birthdays soon and she needed to buy her a gift.
Megan is a young lady, now 21, living with her older sister, her husband John, and their baby Bradley. She had always been self-conscious about her body and appearance as she was not blonde like her older sister and was not blessed with large enough breasts to compare to her. She was filling in the right places though due to her many visits to the gym, and thanks to John, her lactating breasts had gone from a B cup from when they met, to a D.
She had the past of having found John hot when they first met and wondered about his and her older sister's sex life. Little did she know that upon sneaking in a peek at them one night, that they were an adult nursing couple. She watched lustfully through the ajar opening of their bedroom door as John slurped and suckled Madison's large breasts and pink nipples. It moistened her womanhood and made her own nipples erect just watching, until of course her noises at the door revealed her clandestine watching.
After some time of being fully interested and involved with their play, she convinced John that she wanted to give him what her older sister was giving him too, so they induced. John would suckle Megan 3 times a day and along with her bra size increase came her natural nectar of nourishment. After some time, she realized that she had to cool down with John as she almost got a pregnancy scare after them fucking unproctected after one nursing session.
Megan is a young lady, now 21, living with her older sister, her husband John, and their baby Bradley. She had always been self-conscious about her body and appearance as she was not blonde like her older sister and was not blessed with large enough breasts to compare to her. She was filling in the right places though due to her many visits to the gym, and thanks to John, her lactating breasts had gone from a B cup from when they met, to a D.
She had the past of having found John hot when they first met and wondered about his and her older sister's sex life. Little did she know that upon sneaking in a peek at them one night, that they were an adult nursing couple. She watched lustfully through the ajar opening of their bedroom door as John slurped and suckled Madison's large breasts and pink nipples. It moistened her womanhood and made her own nipples erect just watching, until of course her noises at the door revealed her clandestine watching.
After some time of being fully interested and involved with their play, she convinced John that she wanted to give him what her older sister was giving him too, so they induced. John would suckle Megan 3 times a day and along with her bra size increase came her natural nectar of nourishment. After some time, she realized that she had to cool down with John as she almost got a pregnancy scare after them fucking unproctected after one nursing session.
Sunday, 1 November 2015
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.
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.
Friday, 25 September 2015
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.
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.
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.
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."
"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.
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.
‘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.
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.
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.
Sunday, 8 March 2015
Pre-natal Classes
My wife Anita was 8 months pregnant and we'd been attending first time parent pre-natal classes for several weeks at the local community college.
Today was different, as while the women were busy with an exercise, the group leader Jasmine moved myself and the other men into another room and explained that an optional class would be held specifically for us at a separate time and venue. It was somewhat mysterious but promised to cover pregnancy issues directly affecting men and was only offered occasionally. Wives were not allowed, this was a testosterone only event and numbers were quite limited with only five places being available.
Most of the guys weren't interested but myself and four others had formed a loose friendship during the classes, so we signed up all the available spots and were issued with instructions for where and when is was being held. The cost of the class was $200.00 which was to be paid in cash at the time. It seemed like a lot of money, but again Jasmine reassured us that we would receive excellent value for money. Mysteriously, she suggested that we not reveal anything to our pregnant wives.
A few weeks later the five of us met in a foyer outside a closed room, where Jasmine was waiting for us.
"Hi guys, thanks for coming along to this special class. I know this is all a bit strange, but I promise it will be informative and useful to you. This class is only offered when certain conditions arise, and when I feel comfortable with the group of men who might attend it. I'm comfortable that that has happened with this group."
Today was different, as while the women were busy with an exercise, the group leader Jasmine moved myself and the other men into another room and explained that an optional class would be held specifically for us at a separate time and venue. It was somewhat mysterious but promised to cover pregnancy issues directly affecting men and was only offered occasionally. Wives were not allowed, this was a testosterone only event and numbers were quite limited with only five places being available.
Most of the guys weren't interested but myself and four others had formed a loose friendship during the classes, so we signed up all the available spots and were issued with instructions for where and when is was being held. The cost of the class was $200.00 which was to be paid in cash at the time. It seemed like a lot of money, but again Jasmine reassured us that we would receive excellent value for money. Mysteriously, she suggested that we not reveal anything to our pregnant wives.
A few weeks later the five of us met in a foyer outside a closed room, where Jasmine was waiting for us.
"Hi guys, thanks for coming along to this special class. I know this is all a bit strange, but I promise it will be informative and useful to you. This class is only offered when certain conditions arise, and when I feel comfortable with the group of men who might attend it. I'm comfortable that that has happened with this group."
The Judy Chronicles
I've decided to write about my life for the thrill of knowing that some guy will be jacking off when reading of things I done, things I have kept secret from my husbands. Thousands of you will know of many lovers while my husbands never have a clue. I've had lots of husbands. Four husbands of my own and dozens and dozens of someone Else's husbands.
My friends and family call me Judy. I was born in June of 1966. I say that the 6/66 represents the Devil in me that I think my date of birth must have planted in me.
My Dad was thrilled to finally get a girl after three boys. I later had a younger brother and baby sister. As I got older Mom made me their caretaker whether is was change a diaper, make the beds, clean the house, cook them meals, or do the laundry. It got so that I would get up early on any day there wasn't school and go hide out in the woods. In the summer I was just plain hard to find until the chores had been done.
There were plenty of woods and plenty of places to play and hide where I grew up in Western North Carolina. We lived within a few miles of Virginia and Tennessee. Dad had us live in all three as he tried to keep up with a job. Finally Dad got a steady job in Wilkes County where he saved up a little money and had a cousin of Mom's build us a little house.
As I got older my brother and sister weren't so much trouble even though Mom would try to send them along with me to get them out of the house. On one hot day in early June after I ditched them I thought I'd slip back to the house to get a cool drink. What I got instead was a view of Mom bent over the back porch with her dress up over her back. Some man that was not Dad was behind her pumping his cock in her pussy while Mom groaned and shouted, "Fuck me with that thing!"
My friends and family call me Judy. I was born in June of 1966. I say that the 6/66 represents the Devil in me that I think my date of birth must have planted in me.
My Dad was thrilled to finally get a girl after three boys. I later had a younger brother and baby sister. As I got older Mom made me their caretaker whether is was change a diaper, make the beds, clean the house, cook them meals, or do the laundry. It got so that I would get up early on any day there wasn't school and go hide out in the woods. In the summer I was just plain hard to find until the chores had been done.
There were plenty of woods and plenty of places to play and hide where I grew up in Western North Carolina. We lived within a few miles of Virginia and Tennessee. Dad had us live in all three as he tried to keep up with a job. Finally Dad got a steady job in Wilkes County where he saved up a little money and had a cousin of Mom's build us a little house.
As I got older my brother and sister weren't so much trouble even though Mom would try to send them along with me to get them out of the house. On one hot day in early June after I ditched them I thought I'd slip back to the house to get a cool drink. What I got instead was a view of Mom bent over the back porch with her dress up over her back. Some man that was not Dad was behind her pumping his cock in her pussy while Mom groaned and shouted, "Fuck me with that thing!"
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