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Wife Dressed Up Like Whore

Administrator — Fri, 14 Sep 2007 15:41:00 +0000

Not long ago my wife decided to surprise me by dressing up and acting like
a whore. She must have had the whole thing planned out because she sent me to
the store for a bottle of wine. My wife doesn’t drink wine that often so it
made me just a bit suspicious when she insisted that i buy some, but i had no
idea what she had in mind. The trip to the store and back took about a half
hour. When I returned she greeted me looking like some hooker you’d find in an
alley somewhere.
She’d made her face up applying a very heavy base. Wearing long false eye-
lashes, very bright eye shadow, ruby red lipstick and a blond wig that I had
never seen before, my wife stood before me in only see-through black and red
bra with holes that her nipples stuck through, and a matching pair of crotch-
less panties that revealed her bush and meaty crack. She also wore a garter
belt, black fish-net stockings and to finish off her appearance, a pair of pink
high heels. She looked like something out of a sailor’s dream.
I was speechless when I first saw her. I was dumfounded when she fell to
her knees in front of me and unzipped my pants, taking my cock out and slowly
licking the head until it started to stiffen. She then sucked if into her mouth
like a vacuum and made loud slurping noises while coating it with her hot
saliva. While she was sucking my cock i took the bottle of wine out of the bag
and unscrewed the cap. By this time she had pulled my pants down to my ankles,
and after removing my shoes she took them completely off me. As I filled up
two wine glasses she remained kneeling between my legs, cupping my balls and
licking them until they were soaking wet. I wasn’t quite sure what else she had
in mind, but I sure as hell loved what she’d done so far.
After standing up and accepting the wine I offered, we clanked our glasses
together in a toast. She said, “Here’s to being your whore.” That was easy to
drink to. Then she grabbed me by my still-hard cock and led me in to the bed-
room where the lights had been dimmed to a romantic glow. After a long wet kiss
while jerking me off to keep me hard, she sat me on the edge of the bed, went
to the stereo, put on an album and began to dance lewdly. She was putting on a
show for me, and as I sat there watching her move sensually to the music, cupp-
ing her tits and squeezing them, thrusting her pussy out at me and grinding her
hips. I could hardly believe that this was my wife. The image that she was
creating was driving me crazy and hot with lust.
Every few minutes, she would bend over and kiss me, stroking my cock again
and again as a tease. I felt as though my dick was going to explode, and I
knew that was just what she wanted. Moving away from me while continuing to
dance, she reached behind her to unsnap the peek-a-boo bra that barely covered
her tits. They bounced into sight and she shook her shoulders from side to
side to make them wiggle. Then, while sticking her tongue out and running it
tantalizingly across her lips, she held her tits and pinched her nipples until
they were red and swollen – like my cock.
I wanted to grab her and fuck that hairy pussy in the worst way, but she
wasn’t done with her show yet. Turning around so that her ass was to me, she
bent over at the waist and spread her legs wide so that her whole pussy and
asshole were plainly visible. To the beat of the music she pumped her ass up
and down, clenching and unclenching her brown-eye, and then slid her hand down
between her legs to rub her pussy lips so that I could see the juices gleaming
on her fingers. While continuing to stroke her crack she turned her head toward
me while licking her lips. “This cunt is all yours tonight,” she said. “I want
you to fuck it as much as you like.”
That was all I could take. I leapt up, grabbed her ass-cheeks and rammed my
throbbing cock into her, slamming it in and out until she was moaning at the
top of her lungs. The louder she moaned, the harder I fucked her. I wasn’t
fucking my wife, but some horny slut who couldn’t get enough cock. I didn’t
want to come yet so I pulled out my cock and with one quick loud slap on her
ass I told her to get on the bed, which she did.
On all fours I knelt over her face and inserted my slippery cock into her
mouth and began to fuck her face, just as I had done to her cunt. With my balls
slapping against her chin I continued to fill her mouth with my pumping cock,
telling her at the same time to play with her pussy and keep it wet. With muff-
led, gurgling noises emanating from her cock-filled mouth, she lifted both her
long, sexy legs in the air and began to rub clit and pussy until she made her-
self come.
I withdrew from her mouth and positioned myself between her legs. Guiding
my cock into her hole, I sunk it in as far as it would go. While she begged,
“Fuck me, fuck me.” I did exactly that until my balls exploded and fired a
stream of cum into her throbbing cunt. She came again. At that moment we both
cried out from the intense pleasure of our orgasms, and then lay still as our
perspiration dripped on to the sheets.
We fucked two more times that night. It was a great night of whoring and I’m
waiting for the next time she gets the urge look and act like a slut.

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Administrator — Sun, 29 Jul 2007 15:01:10 +0000

We had just moved to a college town and it was summer. Our new house
was not yet ready, so my family was forced to live in an apt for
a few months. Housing was scarce but as school was out for the summer,
the college was only too willing to rent us space in the dorms.

Now I was only 14, but one hell of a big kid and had matured very
early and used to love to go out to the pool in my levi cut-offs
and was very PROUD of the newly sprouted trail of hair that ran from
my navel, on down…so most times I prominatly display this by leaving
the top couple buttons open on my cut-offs.

One day the Dorm Stud comes over to where I am lying on the cement
and he squats down to talk for a while. We are talkin’ “STUD BEEFCAKE”
here! As he’s talking, his cock falls out the leg of his nylon joggers.
I mention this to him and he said “I don’t mind, do you? I’m sure
you have seen a guy’s tool before and I bet a kid your size has
one just as big…”! I noted the head of his cock begin to swell
slightly and that started a response in MY cut-offs.

Before long, the swollen head of my cock had begun to peer out the
slit of my fly. We talked for an hour or so, all this time, his
cock was hanging against his thigh and I could even see the engorged
veins of his shaft under the thin material and by this time, my prick
had formed a small pool of pre-cum on my stomach which had run down
and filled my navel. Brad finally invited me to his dorm to show
me his new stereo set-up. I can remember walking acroos the pool
area with my towel stratigically place to conceal my hard-on which
was now standing well above the waistband of my cutoffs. We stepped
thru the door of his dorm and he immediately slid his jogging shorts
off and turned to me and asked if I wanted to shower the chlorine
off… I did not say anything… I was tranfixxed. I was staring
at an AWESOME hunk with the perfect V-body, deep tan, just the right
amount of body hair and the most incredible DICK I have seen to date!
He smiled and simply walked to the bathroom and turned the shower
on and said, “Come on!” I stood under that warm water for what seemed
to be hours while he soaped and carressed my body…but he did not
once, touch my full-masted cock… We got out and dried each other
off and he led me to the bedroom and layed me on his bed and proceeded
to kiss every inch of my body, again, everywhere BUT my cock! He
then strattled me and gently, some times not so gently, ran his cock
over my chest, my face, my legs, my stomach, even my toes. He then
asked if I would like to see him cum… I almost whispered, Yes….
He stood at the side of the bed and then put on a real show for me…
feeling his cock and hard pecs and running his open hand over the
ripples of his stomach. He then asked me to touch him… I reached
around his thigh and placed my hand just under his butt and gave
his muscled leg a slight squeeze and then he threw his head back
and began breathing very deep and fast. His cock began spewing forth
a torrent of cum, He literally DRENCHED me with his man-juice and
as his orgasm subsided, he dropped to his knees and took my cream-covered
tool into his mouth. I had never felt a man’s mouth on my prick
and remember that it felt like sandpaper…but now doubt I was SUPER
sensitive at that time. He swallowed my cock to the base and held
it there while he wiped globs of his cum from my stomach and chest
and massaged it into his own chest. My balls tightened and I began
to pump my load deep in his throat. We collapsed. Hours later I
got up to head home and he kissed me deeply and I will always remember
how that kiss felt and tasted. My family moved that week and I never
saw him again. I did get a Christmas card from him that year….I
have it today…almost 10 years later… Everyone’s first time should
have been as memorable and wonderful as mine was…

Group story gangbang sex story

Administrator — Sat, 23 Jun 2007 18:28:43 +0000

How Good Is Group SEX?

I’ve long been fascinated by the idea of group sex. I’ve never tried
it, but it’s part of my fantasies.

I asked a friend who has participated in a number of these scenes and
he said “It’s a bit disappointing. People usually just pair off and
have sex in couples as if they were alone”.

Does group sex ever turn out to involve a lot of people simultaneously
involved with each other? What is the ideal setting for group sex? How
many participants are the ideal number?

Peter

I’d say not more than 3 or 4.. depending on what you have in mind.
Anymore than that, and things just become too distracting!

Terry

20-May-86 10:32:46

Dear Terry:

3 or 4 … do you think the best would be two males and two females, or
some other configuration? And if 3, should they be two girls and a man
or two men and a girl?

Peter

Peter,

To each his or her own as it were, but 2 couples, 2 male and 2 female
seemed best to me. I also have heard of problems with 3’s, but I think
the ultimate solution is just to have compatible people to begin with.
I’ve had wonderful times with 2 men and a woman, and know of a case
where just the reverse was true.

Terry
: * Peter *

Well … my own experience in a couple of such group occasions has been
that the participants didn’t separate off into couples, but pretty much
kept things going on a group level, i.e., everybody was both giving and
receiving mucho stimulation from everyone else. An important
consideration at these times was that the people involved (two men and
two women, plus yours truly) were on the bisexual end of
heterosexuality, so that when us lasses got all sort of wrapped up in
each other, the men participating felt comfortable with giving each
other a hand (so to speak), instead of just keeping their distance from
each other. On the whole, the experience was wonderful, and, I’d
recommend it for folks who want to have some extra-special fun with
close friends.
B.

23-May-86 09:00:07

Dear Brenda:

I’m delighted to learn that it can be as much fun as I imagine it to
be. I suppose that there has to be at least some element of bisexuality
for it to get much beyond the pairing-off into couples stage, and that
you would have to choose the participants with this in mind.

How did you get the whole thing started? Did it just sort of happen, or
did you plan it in advance?

Huggs … Peter

23-May-86 18:04:31

Peter

Well, these cheery events happened at a couple of conventions. There
wasn’t really planning as such. We *had* planned to meet with each
other at some point during the con, and it all started out as just some
people sitting around digesting a wonderful dinner. Then, with everyone
sprawled out on the bed, limbs entangled and some pleasant
conversation, we all just sort of gradually starting fiddling with each
other’s hair, and tickling necks, and dropping quick sweet pecks on
shoulders and such, and then someone took someone else’s shirt off, and
it sort of got all mushy and sexy from there.

I haven’t been involved in group sex for a little while now, a couple
of years, but even if the opportunity never pops up again (heaven
forfend!) I treasure those hours greatly.

23-May-86 19:07:45

Brenda
Sounds like I should go to more conventions! I bet it wasn’t a computer
business convention!

Huggs … Peter

25-May-86 09:14:40

Peter
You’re right about that. It was a science-fiction con, actually. Those
folks can get a mite wild given the least excuse. I think it’s a
reflection of the interest itself, people have to be quite open-minded
to accept, for a while, the possibile reality of whatever future, past,
or alternate world that is being written about. And I think this
willingness to open one’s self up to ideas other than those one might
have been taught or pressured into believing, spills over into a lot of
other areas of an sf fan’s life. For what it’s worth (whoops, I meant,
“For what it’s worth,”) I know that there are particular hotbeds of
sf fans who first were exposed to, and became comfortable with, the
idea of group sex through the Robert Heinlein book, STRANGER IN A
STRANGE LAND.

25-May-86 14:04:59

Brenda
So science fiction is where you can make your fantasies come true!
Thanks for the reference to the book – I’ll definitely look it up. I
have recently been told about John Norman’s series of books about GOR,
which also combine science fiction with eroticism. I am looking forward
to reading some of those.

Best wishes … * Peter *

25-May-86 20:53:22

as in many areas, three is the magic number.

25-May-86 22:39:1

Dear Harley,

I thought *seven* was the magic number. Three? Listen, m’love…
when a man says *three*, what he means is: two women and one man! I
think that’s a bit selfish and I’m sure you’ll agree!

Now if we could change the makeup of that threesome…..hmmmm.

Hugggs,
Eleanor

25-May-86 23:09:16

So how would you construct a sevensome, (septet?), Eleanor?

By the way, are you aware of the implications of writing Hmmmmmm on
this board?

Higgs …. Peter

26-May-86 19:08:26

Dear Smug Elly-
Actually, I WAS thinking of two men and one women.
It takes 2 men to cope with a woman, you see. they can lend each
other the emotional support that is needed so much when dealing with
you female types.
Peanut Butter huggs
Harley

26-May-86 21:52:29

shade baby blue eyes>

Oh!

Just *emotional* support?

Oreo Hugggs,
Eleanor

Dear Peter,

I’m pretty much unaware of the implications of everything.

A septet? Depends on who wants the septet, I think. If *I* were going
to have a septet, it would have to be six men and me. Does that sound
a bit greedy? Anyway, they would be my age or older (40+) and they
would all madly adore me. And then…..and then…..

Hey Peter. In Tibet they have polyandry! A woman often marries all of
the brothers in a family. Sound great to me. One to earn a good
living; one to do the yard work; one to keep house; one to take care of
the kids; one to run errands; and one to do the bookwork. Wow! *I*
would have to spend those days reading or strolling in the well-kept
garden.

You may not hear from me for a while. I’m checking OAG for flights to
Lhasa!

Huggggs,
Eleanor

Oh Don’t go, Eleanor! If you leave us all seven of us will miss you
terribly!

Huggs..Peter

Gosh Peter!!!!!

You left out one tiny detail —————————->

DETAIL——–> WHICH SEVEN ???????

Hug, hug, hug, hug, hug, hug, hug!
Eleanor

28-May-86 00:16:59

Me, Me, Me, Me, Me, Me and Me

Higgs from all of us …. Peter

28-May-86 15:47:14

Actually, Elly dear, two men are needed so that one can hold the
member of the gentle gender down so the other can do something other
than screw for abit.
with milk, (chocolate, of course)
Harley t/

My experience with ‘groups’ was always with small ones; two girls and
me, or two girls and two guys. Generally sex occurred in pairs with an
occasional real threesome. It would seem to me that for larger real
GROUP sex in every sense of the term, some tendency towards bisexuality
becomes a prerequisite. I guess I haven’t got those tendencies. For me
to have sex with another male even in the room, I have to know him
pretty well!
w.w.

Dear William

I agree. I’d have a problem in having to deal with other males in a
group sex situation. Perhaps my group sex fantasies are really harem
fantasies – other men just don’t come into them!

Peter

oooh! oooh! oooh! oooh! oooh! oooh! oooh!

Gosh, Peter. I didn’t know you did windows, too!

Hugggs X 7 !
Eleanor

< b l u s h >

Hugggs,
Eleanor

ROGER

CONTACT WITH THE OTHER MEN WAS LIMITED IN MOST INSTANCES TO NON-SEXUAL
MASSAGE THE FEMALES INVOLVED WERE ADEQUATE TO DEAL WITH THE SEXUAL ASPECTS