Sunday, March 30, 2008

secret fantasy----part-1 thru 3-of-3

My Secret Fantasy

Part- 1 -of- 3

My Confession

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If he’s asked me once, my husband, James has asked me a million times to pose naked for him in front of his video camera. I’m very shy, so I always tell him no, but deep down I’m a closet-exhibitionist and the mere thought of parading around naked in front of the camera is a real turn on.

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That would probably still be true if I hadn’t shared my secret with my childhood friend Diana. The two of us have been best friends and confidants since grade school. Diana had always been the bold one of the two, and had numerous times led me into trouble. After we graduated, we were bride’s maids at each other’s weddings, and after we we’re married; we wound up living practically next door to each other, so we’ve been able to maintain our close relationship.

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Diana and I’d spent the day shopping and we’d had each bought a skimpy nightgown. Diana, a luscious blonde with a perfect 36-24-36 body that was as fit and trim as any woman could hope for, was going to be a knockout in her skimpy nightgown with no panties. When I commented about her lack of panties, Diana said that she always slept stark raving naked. It seems that her grandmother was very progressive for her time, because when Diana was little she told Diana to never wear panties to bed so that her pussy could breathe better and so she wouldn’t get a yeast infection or bacterial infection of any kind. It makes her feel smothered, so she hates having a stitch on while she’s sleeping. I told her that I could see not wearing panties if there is going to be some fun and games before sleeping, but if I’m just turning in for the night I like cotton panties.

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It was this talk of panties, and nightgowns that lead to the hot talk about the coming night with our husbands, and that in turn gave me the nerve to tell Diana about my secret desire to let my husband James take videos of me.

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“Do it. It’s a hoot, believe me,” replied Diana with a chuckle. “Afterwards, your pussy will tingle for a month.”

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“You mean to tell me that you’ve done it for Hank?’ I asked, both shocked and excited by the idea that my friend was living my favorite fantasy. As we continued to talk I noticed that Diana’s cheeks were flushed and her breathing was becoming shallow and rapid. It made me feel far less guilty about the wet spot that our little talk was creating in my panties.

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“All the time,” she answered. “Hell, last week I masturbated in front of the camera and gave the tape to Hank for his birthday. He says that it’s the best present that he’s ever got.

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“Get James’s camera and I’ll show you,” she whispered, as she stretched out on our bed and pulled her skirt to her waist. My husband’s video camera was in a closet only a few feet away. By the time I came out of the ", closet Diana’s panties were dangling from one foot and both hands were between her legs.

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“Put the camera on the dresser and turn it on. We’ll give our husbands double their pleasure,” Diana directed, as she let me see that her fingers were already giving her pussy one hell of a workout.

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I was so hot that I quick as possible I did exactly what she told me to do. I put the camera on the dresser, aimed it right her beautiful exposed pussy. Her pussy was like a delicate flower unfolding before me. She had a cute little slit with dainty little puffy pink lips and instead of shaving she trimmed her silken-like natural blonde pubic hair into a small dainty turf right above her slit. I quickly shed my panties as I hurried across the floor to join her on the bed, where we lay side by side without saying a word, our fingers barely touching.

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My legs were spread and my bare pussy was exposed to the blinking red light, but I still couldn’t bring myself to actually touch myself.

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“I ‘m ready to cum,” Diana whispered, as she took her hand from between her legs and sensuously licking her wet fingers. “I want you to finish me off,” she panted, as she grabbed my wrist, and before I could resist, put my hand between her legs. I’d never touched another girl’s pussy before so I was surprised at how wet, hot, and slippery Diana’s pussy was. I tried to remain passive, but 'with a will of its own,' my middle finger slipped easily into Diana’s delicate slit. As soon as Diana felt my finger in her pussy, she squealed and lifted her ass off the bed while her entire body shook. I continued to tenderly caress her pussy with my fingers until Diana no longer had the strength to hold her body in the mid-air. At that point she sighed and let her shapely little butt fall back on the bed, away from my now creamy fingers.

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Following Diana’s lead, I lifted my damp fingers to my nose and inhaled her heady aroma before I eagerly licked the essence of her sexuality off my fingers.

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By that time my cheeks were as flushed as Diana’s and my pussy was sizzling with desire. I could barely catch my breath as I watched Diana dive face first between my parted thighs. I could feel Diana’s cool breath dance across my sensitive lips, as she paused teasingly with her lips only inches from my waiting pussy. I quickly put my hand lovingly into her long blonde hair, and smiled sweetly.

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“Tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it,” Diana whispered in a voice so sexy that it made my clit quiver. “I’ll do anything that you want,”

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“I want you to do me,” I moaned, feeling my entire body tense with anticipation.

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“Not good enough,” Diana answered. “Tell me exactly what want and you’ll get it,” she whispered, two of her fingers stuffed deeply into her own slippery slit.

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“Eat my pussy,” I pleaded.

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As I said the magic words, Diana’s head quickly jerked forward and her supple tongue flicked rapidly over, and around, and across my swollen clit. As I melted in Diana’s mouth, I screamed with pleasure and bounced my hips up and down to meet the deep thrusts of Diana’s probing tongue. As she slowly and sensuously lap at my sizzling pussy, it turned me own so much that I was thrusting my crotch shameless against her cute face, and gasping that I wanted her to make me cum.

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I could smell my own arousal and it seemed to grow by the second as Diana’s tongue caressed the pink protruding lips of my sopping pussy. As Diana worked her tongue deeper and deeper between the lips of my blood engorged pussy the intensity of my moans increased. My moans seemed to increase Diana’s excitement as she lay between my thighs with her face buried in my pussy. Clutching my hips, Diana found my clit and lashed it with a flurry of tongue jabs that took me straight over the edge. I cummed so hard that I couldn’t help myself, my flat tummy quivered as wave after wave of powerful orgasmic delight coursed through my totally turned-on body.

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I was still so excited that I pulled Diana to me…

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.To be continued...

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My Secret Fantasy

Part- 2 of- 3

The Swap

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I was so excited that when I pulled Diana to me our breasts meshed together as our tongues probed each other’s mouth. When we kissed, it was like dancing. When we held each other, it was like two bodies of water coming together. When Diana looked at me, I melted. My head spun, as I tasted my own secretions on Diana’s sensuous lips. I kissed Diana lightly. Then we were clutching and hugging each other tightly, the passion and energy of our kiss intensified dramatically until we both shook tumultuously with powerful orgasms that hit us within seconds of each other.

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As soon as the tremors subsided I quickly scrambled down between Diana creamy thighs; I couldn’t help staring at her fantastic pussy. It was one of those exceptionally "tidy” pussies; the kind where the labia minor doesn’t protrude even in the slightest. If you can believe it, her friends envy her labia. Her inner labia are virtually invisible. Even as aroused as she was and her goodies are fully engorged, I could barely see her inner labia at all. It's a shame; because they are the perfect color...a rich, earthy brown.

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Diana’s pussy was so warm and soft that I couldn’t keep my fingers out of it, and her breasts were so full and firm that I couldn’t keep my lips off of her nipples. I’d never been with a girl before and I could hardly believe how excited it made me to have Diana purring and moaning as I sucked on her nipples. I could feel the intensity of her desire.

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Then I went down on my luscious lover, lapping up all the tangy juices she produced, flicking the tip of my tongue insistently over her swollen nub. Diana was exquisitely turned on, moaning and gasping most uninhibitedly, writhing sensuous on the bed. Diana suddenly started to gasp rhythmically, her hips pumping in little strokes as my tongue flicked the soft fatness of her swollen lips. I was drowning in soft blonde pussy, the dripping juices from Diana’s pussy thrilling my taste buds. Diana smelled so wonderful that the perfume from her snatch made me dizzy with desire.

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“Oh, god,” Diana gasped, “Please don’t stop! I’m going to cum!”

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She jerked suddenly, spasmodically as the rippling pulses of ecstasy surged through her nerves as I continued to lick her throbbing clit. As Diana was screaming through an orgasm I could feel the little button twitching in rhythm with the waves of her joy.

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It was that afternoon that Diana and I became lovers. We’re both still married, still live a few blocks apart with our husbands, and are still neighbors. But now besides getting together on the weekend with our husbands, Diana and I get together a couple of times a week and totally devour one another. Although lately Diana has been dropping hints about husband swapping and her husband Hank has been flirting with me more than usual lately, the four-some with our husbands is strictly platonic, backyard barbecues, dinners out, movies, and things like that. I’ve never been to bed with anyone but my husband and Diana, but lately I find myself wonder what having sex with other guys would be like. Since Hank is a tall, dark and handsome guy. He’s courteous, he’s successful, and he’s faithful to Diana and all in all a fun guy to be around. Plus, according to Diana he’s hung like a mule and knows how to please a lady, he’s been the focus of my curiosity lately. But curiosity aside, it’ll was probably never going to happen because I was far too shy to do anything about it.

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I forgot that Diana was bold enough for both of us. The next weekend when we were over at their house after dinner while we were sitting around in the living room gossiping, Diana without my knowledge put out tape in the VCR. I don’t mind telling you that when it came on it got both our husbands attention. As I sat there red-faced from embarrassment, the three of them were enjoying themselves immensely. About half way through the tape, Diana grabbed James’s hand and pulled him to his feet. After I gave him a discrete little nod, he allowed Diana to lead him to their bedroom.

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I was terrified at being left alone with Hank. Diana is a very aggressive lover, but I on the other hand am very shy and prefer a more submissively role. I like to get on my knees and look up at my lover as he or, now that I’ve become involved with Diana, she strokes my hair, and tells me, "Good girl," as I suck and suck and suck.

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Hank seemed to sense my need to start out nice and soft. After watching a few more minutes of the tape, Hank pulled me toward him and started gently kissing me. As he continued to passionately kiss me, Hank very slowly took his time about undressing me. It was so sweet the way that he peeled off my bikini panties; it was sort of like an old-fashioned high school make-out session. As he exposed more and more of my skin, Hank’s kisses becomes much more intense. They were the kind with light biting on the lower lip and his hands on my face and in my hair. By the time I was fully naked Hank was kissing every inch of my body. He kissed the swells of my breasts, teased, my nipples with his breath as he lightly scraped them with his teeth. Then he sensuously worked his way down my tummy to my inner thighs. As he kissed down one thigh and then back up the other, he gently spread my legs to expose my throbbing pussy. I couldn’t help squirming as he teased my blood-engorged lips with his tongue. By now I was so excited that my hips were coming up off the couch.

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Without a word, Hank gently pushed me to the floor between his outstretched legs. As he stared down at me with steely eyes, my hands slid shyly up between his legs and teased his balls through his slacks. Then my fingers boldly captured his swelling meat and gently squeezed. My hands shook as I slowly unzipped his pants and pulled them down his legs and slipped them over his feet. Like Diana, hank wasn’t wearing any underwear. When I got his pants off I wasn’t the least bit disappointed by what I saw. Like Diana had said, “Hank’s rod was a long fat oval pole with prominent veins crawling all over it and with a big pair of cum filled balls hanging bellow it.”

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When Hank put his hand on my head and said, “Suck it bitch!” my pussy gushed lubrication. Hank’s rock-hard cock was pulsing with life and I could see it leaking pre-cum as I moved it towards my eager mouth. Closing my lips around Hank’s big cock, I leaned forward and took every inch of into my mouth. The subtle taste of Hanks pre-cum was like a delicate wine, as my tongue tingled in fevered response to the feel of the velvety skin of his erection pressing against it. As I avidly licked and sucked, my tongue coaxed a groan of satisfaction from Hank.

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When it becomes too uncomfortable for me on my knees, I ask him to lie down on the floor so I can continue sucking him off. When he was down, I looking him boldly in the eyes as I crawled back between his legs. Following his directions, I licked his shaft up and down and sucked his big hairy balls. When he pushed my face down I even rimmed him. After all according to him, I was there to make him happy.

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Moving back up I wrapped my lips back around his cock and started moving my mouth passionately up and down his stiff cock. As I continue to suck, my movements got faster and faster as my tongue twirled around his sensitive cock-head. When his balls draw up tight and knew that I was on the verge of a mouth full of Hank’s hot cum. I could hear him drawing in deep breaths to relax and stall off his orgasm. With a soft groan Hank thrust his cock in and out of my mouth, like he was fucking my face. I was sucking so harder, I was making my cheeks hallow. I could tell that Hank was having a difficult time retaining his self-control. Teasing him, I used my forefinger and thumb to make a tight ring around the base of his shaft. The squeezing technique wouldn’t hold him off forever, but it would certainly allow his desires to escalate even higher before he finally erupts. I submissively did everything Hank said until he exploded in my mouth. Unable to control his body’s reaction to my warm mouth, Hank moaned, “I cumming, I’m cumming!” as his muscles tensed and his balls exploded, spraying their load of jizz in my mouth. Sucking hard, I swallow every drop that he fed me. Wrapping my hand around his shaft and milk his cock until his balls have given up every last drop of their cum. After I swallowed, I lick up every precious drop of it semen off Hank’s still hard dick. I didn’t dare waste any, if I did, Hank might not fuck me or return the oral favor.

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Now it was my turn. As I lay back on the carpet with my legs spread wide, Hank moved his face up to my crotch and penetrated me with his tongue. Licking up and down the insides of my fleshy folds, tasting me, and smelling me. I was so turned on that my juices churned inside me, as I ground my pussy against Hank’s face. He hungrily devoured me as he reveled in my hot, wet, responsive pussy. Hank was taking his time, turning on all of my inflamed pussy nerves, as he savored my taste and aroma. When he unleashed a torrent of tongue strokes on my clit my thighs clenched around his head and my torso twisted from side to side as he took me over the edge. Within a matter of moments, I’m shrieking and my body is lapsing into a serious orgasmic convulsion. I’m shaking and quivering from head to toe, as he held me captive against him in a vice-like grip of arms and legs. When my orgasm died off, he held his face near my pussy and inhaled deeply, my musky fragrance filling his senses.

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The smell of my hot pussy was like an aphrodisiac to him. The dense fog of musky vapors overwhelmed him. It was as if he was breathing something intoxicating and extremely stimulating. Rolling me over on my side and started softly kissing and nibbling on her shoulders and the back of my neck. From there he kissed his way down my spine to the cheeks of my ass, the between my legs and back to my thighs. Moving behind me into a spoon position, then using my hair to turn my head around so his cum coated lips could kiss my cum coated lips. From there it got pretty intense.

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Still spoon fashion against my back, Hank eased his cock between my legs and slowly rubbed it up and down my slit, before he stuffed his hard cock into my slippery pink pussy from behind doggy style. After savoring the tightness and the wetness of my pussy, Hank clutched my hips and fucked me hard and deep. Hank fucked me so savagely that I could feel my dangling breasts swaying. Reaching around my lean hips, Hank found my clit with his fingertips. I heard myself almost scream, “Oh god,” as my pussy clamp tight in a spasm of hot response. After that things really started to heat up. As Hanks big cock pump furiously in and out of my enflamed pussy, I suddenly felt the palm of Hanks hand slam against the bare flesh of my naked butt. When I tried to pull away, he twisted his fingers cruelly in my hair and continued swatting my naked butt. Every time hand connected to my bare flesh, it was like a jolt of electricity surging through my pussy. Suddenly I was frantically and urgently pushing backwards, driving his hard cock deeper into my embroiled pussy. His response was pistoning thrusts of his cock as he twirled his fingers over my swollen clit. Hank was whimpering, unable to mute the sounds of his pleasure as his balls discharged and his hot spunk boiled through his cock. We quivered together in a storm of ecstasy as he squirted thick gobs deep in my tight pussy.

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When it's all over Hank and I settled back into a nice embrace and just enjoyed the closeness.

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Diana and James had finished up long before we did, but…

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My Secret Fantasy

Part-3 -of-3

Exhibitionists

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Diana and James had finished up long before we did, but stayed in the bedroom until we’d finished. They must have been listening at the door because as soon as things quieted down, they came waltzing through the door. James looked like he could use a drink and Diana had that smug tousled I’ve just been fucked look. As soon as Diana walked back into the living room, my pussy started to flow. She was a walking embodiment of all my nastiest fantasies. Whenever I was around Diana I felt hypnotized. I moved like a zombie across the room to get closer to her, to admire the way her perky breasts swayed when she walked. As she walked past me Diana reached out and gently caressed my cheek. Diana was as hard and commanding sexually as Hank, but everything that she did went straight to my pussy and cranked up the voltage in my clit. Before Diana sat down beside Hank, she pulled me against her and kissed me hard. Her tongue probing my mouth, her firm supple body grinding against mine. Stimulating my clit until I was filled with a fire of lust that made my knees weak.

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As my mind whirled, I thought how sad it was that most people didn't know how to kiss. A kiss should start out as something tender, with their lips drawing closer to yours. Their breath should linger and you should feel the heat of their mouth. Yours mouth should just be barely open, with just enough space for your tongue to glide over the top of your lower lip. And you should make sure that your saliva glands aren't working overtime, just enough moisture to slide your tongue to meet theirs. Then as your tongue slowly starts to massage theirs, your mouth opens a little more for a deepening sensation. When done properly you won't know where your face starts and theirs end. While all this is going on you should be sliding your hand up their neck, sliding your fingers right up to the hairline, and cradling their head in your hands. As you fall deeper and deeper into the kiss, the feeling will reverberate through your body and literally make you "weak in the knees."

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I was thinking that Diana could really kiss as she roughly yanked my face down into the heated mounds of her warm breasts. The sheen of her sweat and the lingering perfume of her soap mixed in a hot chemistry that went straight from my nose to my pussy. Shaking with desire, I eagerly nuzzled her beautiful breasts. When I sucked her right nipple into my mouth and assaulted it with my tongue, Diana gasped, as her fingers tightened on mine. My sucking and licking intensified the electrical charge of her sexual powers, sending her towards a sparks-flying discharge of the high-voltage build-up of her passions.

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As Diana pushed me to the floor, James joined Hank on the couch so that he could see the action better.

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Diana shoved her cum filled pussy into my face as she leaned forward and dove between my legs and started eating me. Looking up I could see her blood-engorged lips still slick with James’s cum and the honey that poured out of her. I could never get over how big and startling her clit was, the blunt pink tip peeking out from the dark folds of her hood and just begging my tongue to give it a lick.

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Diana moaned her breath hot against my crotch, when my tongue accepted her clits invitation. The power of female lust packed into that erect stub of pink tissue and nerves was unbelievable. Diana’s whole body seemed to throb with the energy from her clit. At first I licked it slowly and firmly, then with faster and faster flicks of my tongue. She squirmed and jerked as I ran my tongue up her slit, then when I slipped my tongue between her pink wet lips she erupted. Diana was cumming harder and more furiously than I’ve ever made her cum before.

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Making Diana cum brought my own excitement to the boiling point.

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As soon as her orgasm was over Diana went back to eating my pussy again. As her fingers, tongue, and hot breath were fanning the flames in my clit, I glanced up and saw that James and Hank weren’t just sitting on the couch idly watching, their hands were both busy too. It was what their hands were busy with that surprised me. They were each casually stroking the other’s cock as they excitedly watched Diana and I going 69 on the floor at their feet.

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As Diana’s tongue continued to flick my clit I got so caught up in my own pleasure that I forgot all about James and Hank. Suddenly my hips began to move involuntarily, thrusting up at Diana’s face as the heat in my crotch burned to an unbearable intensity. Her sweet smell mixed with her sweat only added to the excitement. Then Diana was rubbing her slit against my face and she was cumming again. It was more than I could bear and the universe dissolved in a blaze of hot ecstasy, my head filling with colors and swirling shapes as one of the most intense orgasms of my life ripped and twisted through me and left me limp.

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Diana finished cumming about the same time I did. But, unlike me, she was nowhere near through. She ground her clit against my face with an urgency that was almost frightening, her breath coming in meaningless gasps, of helpless lust. I reached between us and rubbed her nipple as my tongue flicked steadily across the stiff button of her clit, I reached between us and started messaging her breasts and pinching her nipples. Diana’s body shook in sweaty spasms as she started to cum. The warm juices oozed down from her slit to soak my face.

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By now James and Hank were so excited that they were furiously pumping each other’s wonderfully throbbing cocks. Then just as Diana exploded in orgasm James shot streams of hot cum across her ass. Then seconds later, with a loud groan, Hank tensed up and blew his load, sending globs and globs of hot cum splashing across my face making a perfect ending for all.

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If our husbands were uncomfortable with the situation, it certainly was because they had a problem touching each other or because they were fucking someone other than their wife. If they were uncomfortable with anything it was because they were fucking their best friend’s wife. Like all guys James and Hank both craved variety in their sexual lives. All men, not just our husbands subscribe to the theory that making love to someone they’d already made love to 1500 times was like scratching an itch that doesn’t itch any more. Like all men, when our husbands first time they saw our pussy, they were like, “My God! Look at that!” And they followed that pussy around like a puppy follows a pork chop! As soon and as often as we’d let them they’d bury their face in our pussies, and were like, “Oh God!” and then for the first year they were at it, like a hog at a trough.

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After the first year, well, husbands, even ours dined with more aplomb. The second year, a mere swipe with their tongue passed for eating our pussy. And as more time went by, even a guy’s hydraulics became less than rigid, and it gets harder for a guy to get an erection his wife like he use to. When you’ve been married as long as James and I have, sex could become very humdrum without either of you even realizing it. Once a guy starts having to start feeding his semi-erect cock into his wife’s pussy, at some point in the near future, sexual intercourse becomes all but impossible because the guy’s probably lost all interest in his wife anyway.

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With someone as bold as Diana in our group she saved us from that kind sameness and boredom. Diana introduced variety into our marriage early enough to save us from that. She’s even talking about the cute little blonde and her stud husband that moved in down the street. Whatever she has in mind, you can be sure that the next time Diana wants to make another movie, I’ll be more than ready to give her a tongue-lashing that she will never forget.

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Saturday, March 29, 2008

encounter----part-1-of-1

Innocent Encounters

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My name is Sherry and to all you that don't know me and I am a single 20-years old white female living in Dallas, Texas. Even though I’m an attractive woman at 5-foot 10, 145 lbs, 34C-27- 34, long shapely dancers legs, tight round butt, and long wavy blonde hair, I sometimes find myself not liking the real me. I've always thought of myself as a sexual freak possibility a nympho that has never really been satisfied sexually in my entire young life. I lost my virginity when I was 16 and all that I can remember is that it wasn't a very memorable experience. I have since tried everything that I can think of sexually or anything my partners could think of sexually and have come to this conclusion, I am never gonna be sexually satisfied. I want it more and more, day in and day out, 24/7, 365 days a week. I’m always so horny that I sometimes pick up men or women at random for sexual encounters at will.

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Just last week I found myself with a married couple for sex. The husband was a very attractive 6-foot 3, 195 lbs, with a very nice 9-inches long and very thick un-cut cock, that filled my tight pussy up full and his wife, with the exception of her dark hair, was similar to me in both looks and build. She let me eat her pussy as her husband fucked my pussy doggy-style for what seemed like hours until I cummed. She had one of the best pussies I have ever eaten in my life and I have eaten a lot. She cummed in my mouth and on my face numerous times and each time I lapped it up like it was the ambrosia of a goddess, until she was dry.

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Her husband’s cock was filling my pussy to capacity with each hard thrust. I went off like a machine gun, cumming over and over as he ferociously rammed his 9-inch cock deep inside my tight pussy. I could feel his fingers playing with my ass as he rammed his cock deep inside me. I love it when a man plays with my ass, but I have never taken a cock as big as his inside my ass. The biggest cock I ever had inside my ass was 7-inches so I was a little nervous about him fucking my ass. But I was in the moment so I unthinkingly told him to fuck me in my ass, slow and deep. He quickly moved from my pussy and drug it up my slit to my puckered ass placing the head of his cock against my sphincter, and pushed, slowly sliding the head of his big hard cock inside my tight asshole. Inch-by-inch, his cock slid inside filling my ass. I could feel the pain of his manhood; it felt like he was going to rip me in half. I immediately started cumming came over and over as he started to thrust his cock deep in my ass. With each in stroke, I could feel his big balls flopping against my pussy.

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I desperately wanted to sink my face in his wife’s pussy but I was so overwhelmed by the feel of him inside me and I could only think of him at that moment. His wife must have sensed what I was feeling, because she swiftly slid down under the both of us and eagerly started to lick my pussy, as her husband continued to trust his big cock into my ass. My body trembled as I felt myself getting ready to explode, as his big cock plunged deeper and deeper into my ass. When I finally went off, it was like an A-bomb, I cummed so many times that I almost passed out from lack of fluids in my body.

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I'd like to say that I have been back for more with this couple since our first fuck and each time it has been better than the first, but first I feel I need to share a little about how all this got started.

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I lost my virginity when I was 16 to a friend of my brothers named, Barry. Barry was my first but certainly not the best, yet I give him credit for showing me the ropes, as you would call it. He had a fairly big cock at 8-inches and the thickness of it was also good. Now as for him being able to use it, unfortunately, he wasn‘t that good, but I made it work.

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The first time we fucked was in my room when my parents where out of town on vacation, so we had plenty of time to get it right. I thought I would bleed more than I did, but it wasn't that bad.

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When he first pushed his cock into my tight pussy, I nearly cried from the pain. I asked him to be gentle but he seemed not to be listening. I tried to fight back the tears and eventually, I was able to stretch and accommodate him inside my pussy.

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He fucked my pussy hard and deep with ever thrust and I felt something in my pussy that I never felt before, I felt it shake, from the inside out and I really wanted more of that feeling. I know now that I was experiencing an orgasm. Barry continued to show me the ropes in different positions all over my room.

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He tried to put his big cock inside my ass, but he had a hard time trying to make it fit. I had some lotion on the nightstand, so he grabbed it and put some on his big cock. He finally entered my tight virgin ass with one hard push that seemed to rip me apart. I could hardly breath as he had me pinned to the bed on top of me fucking my ass hard. I wanted to cry but I couldn't find the tears to do so. He really pounded away at my ass until he finally cummed inside my ass. I wish I could say I enjoyed his big cock in my ass, but the first time hurt too bad and I just wanted him to pull it out and stop.

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We fucked a few times more but he moved away and I haven't seen him since. I remember him because he was my first and he showed me how to fuck.

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The End…

Friday, March 28, 2008

fantasy----part-1-of-1

My Fantasy

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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity and I’m Chris and I can’t wait until tonight. The husband and children of the woman I’ve been lusting after for weeks now were going to be out of town all weekend so I’m finally going to meet her. Alexia was a hot brunette that I met on Craigslist and over the last few weeks she’d really got to me. Even though I’d only seen her in pictures, her luscious lips still beckoned me to nibble and kiss them. With a deep sigh, I envisioned how great they would feel on my huge thick cock.
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She was also thinking about tonight. What was she going to wear? It had to really look sexy. She wanted to really get Chris going. She wanted him not to be able to keep his eyes and hands off of her. She decided on a low cut white top with a short skirt. She decided to go without panties. The thought of her pussy not being covered was such a naughty thing for her to do.
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She took a long shower and started getting ready. The time had surprisingly gone pretty fast and it was almost time for Chris to pick her up. She got dressed and took a quick glance at the mirror and loved what she saw. She is sure that he will be pleased with what he sees when she opens the door.
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When I got to her house, I cautiously walked up to the door. I was a little nervous and a little anxious to see the woman that I’d been dreaming and thinking about everyday since I first came across her profile. I couldn't believe that someone like her was online. I wasn’t intimidated by her age, at 41 she was almost twice his age, but her red hair did intimidate me. The stereotype for redheads included ability to orgasm more or more easily than women of different hair colors. The hue has been long associated with passion and sexual intensity. There was a study done a few years ago that measured sensitivity and tolerance to pleasure. It compared subjects according to their hair color, eye color, and skin. It concluded that natural redheads with fair skin and light eyes were the most sensitive to pleasure of all the groups. I was afraid that I wouldn’t be man enough for her. But otherwise she was all he wanted, her red hair green eyes, big well shaped breasts, small cupid bow lips, freckles too. She was hot, sexy and just seemed to know what to say to get him going.
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As Alexia opened the door, my fingers twisted possessively in her hair and tilted her head back. For one long electrically charged moment, we stared into each other’s eyes. Wrapping my other muscular arms around her, I kissed her. Her lips were hot and demanding under mine. Eagerly I plunged into the kiss, using my pierced tongue to restlessly savaging her mouth and meeting her demands.

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Even though younger than her, she was very pleased with how he looked. He was 22-years old, stood 5-foot 10, short black hair, hazel green eyes, an athletic 160 lbs body, and the piece de resistance, a pierced tongue. She couldn't wait to see how the night was going to turn out

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I walked her out to my vintage 85-corvette and opened the door for her. We had decided to go to a nice romantic restaurant in the next town so we wouldn’t see anyone that she knew. There seemed to be lots of chemistry between the two, a few intense glances between them and a few playful touches. The conversation seemed to flow just as easy in person as it had on the computer. She was really hoping that the night continued to be as good as it is now. It took her breath away.
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After dinner, we took a drive and found a secluded spot in the park that had an awesome view of the moonlight reflecting off a small lake. We get out of the vehicle to admire the view. I Certainly liked the way she looked. I was watching her from the moment that her long, smooth leg swung out the door of the vet. A lady like her was worth watching, well worth watching. I liked the way Alexia moved, with an athletic and economical grace that wasted neither time nor energy. Her neat, sexy little body had just enough curves to whet a guy’s appetite, with all that amber hair, blowing away from a cool cameo face, brought much more interesting things to a young man’s mind than his grandmother’s heirloom jewelry. When I remembered that I had a blanket and radio in the back of his car, I went back and got them.
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Soon we were lay on the blanket, listening to soft music and gazed up at the stars. It's a little cloudy but there are a few stars out. As Alexia tilted her head back to look up at the night sky, I leaned in and placed my hand on the back of her head and passionately kissed her. Strangely enough, it seemed like my essence drained out of me and into her. Experimentally I dipped my head, letting my lips cruise over hers.

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Alexia trembled against me. Intrigued, I drew her lower lip into my mouth, teasing it with my pierced tongue while my eyes watched emotions come and go in hers. I felt her reluctance dwindle as she kissed me back with as much vigor as I had expanded kissing her. Laying her back, I continued to kiss her while I let my hand start to roam all over her body. As my hand caressed her firm breasts, I felt her nipples getting hard. I teased them through the material of her blouse. I continued down her body then ran my hand up and down her thighs inching ever so close to her yet to be discovered bare pussy. The closer I got the more turned on she was getting. Her body was coming alive under my touch. I was enjoying it as well because she can feel my hard cock pressing against her leg. I finally moved my hand under her skirt and parted her legs to find an uncovered her damp pussy waiting for my touch.
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She gasped with a mixture of shock and delight when I slipped my hand between her thighs and my fingers expertly parted her soft pink lips and stroked her in a way that made her crazy with desire. As I my fingers gently danced inside her, I heard a sigh escape her lips, and it prompted me to kiss her again. As my fingers continued to pump in and out her hot moist pussy, she moaned mouth, her kiss becoming more frantic as her excitement grew. I then reposition myself between her legs and hiked her skirt up even higher. She watched as I lowered my head until my tongue reaches the desired spot. She threw her head back and just enjoyed all the great sensations my tongue was bringing out in her body. Shocked even as desire continued to course hot through her body, she looked down at head between her legs. The moment of clarity caused by her shock faded as she succumbed to her base desires. All restrain left as I teased and stroked her with my tongue, loving her with my mouth. When she felt bliss approaching, she called out, but I ignored her pleadings for me to join her, as took her to sweet paradise with my mouth. I loved the taste of her pussy, as I worked her clit. I flicked it some then took the big clit and sucked it until she moaned and shivered with delight. I wanted to work her over better with his tongue than any other ever had. I ran my tongue up and down and all around her pussy. She was quivering from all the electric signals my manipulations were producing. She was so hot from what I was doing that it wasn't going to take much more and she was going to cum all over my face.
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I continued to work over her clit, as I pumped my fingers in and out of her sopping pussy when she let out a loud moan and pressed her pelvis tighter against my face. I could feel her legs start to shake and hear her moans of pleasure so he knew she was getting close to reaching the point of pure bliss. Her enthusiasm turned me on so much that I could feel the pre-cum oozing out onto the head of my cock. I loved that not only was she enjoying what he was doing to her, but that she was showing her enjoyment as well.
Although not readily discussed, many men, myself included, desire a complete sexual experience beyond just putting it in and getting off. We want a partner who is engaged, who responds to our touches and says so, who is interested in us sexually. I started
sucking her clit in earnest and finally brought her to her climax. Always trying to please, I remained there until her tremors started to subside, then I moved up to kiss her, letting her taste her own juices on my tongue.
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Now she longed to get her hands and mouth around that big cock that has been pressing against her leg. When we ended the kiss, it presented the opportunity for her to loosen my belt and lower my pants. I grinned knowing that I was about to experience what I had been fantasizing about ever since I’d first saw her picture.
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She knelt between my legs, and then looked up at me as she ran her tongue up and down my nice thick cock. She had never had such a nice cock before. It must be close to 9-inches, she thought as she teased its head with the tip of her tongue. Then she moved to the area right below the head of my cock before she started to inch my cock into her waiting warm mouth. I let out a groan as I felt her soft lips around my cock.
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Oh god, her warm mouth was even better that I’d imagined it would be. As I sighed with joy, she cupped my balls with one hand while she guided my cock in and out of her mouth with the other. Caught up in the excitement, I reached down and placed my hand on the back of her head and used it to help her set the place of my cock pumping in out of her mouth. As I watched my cock moving in and out of her mouth, I can't believe how lucky I was to find this incredibly sexy woman. She was working my cock like a two-dollar whore. I have never had a blowjob done as well as she was doing it now.
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Just as she was really getting into having her mouth around my cock that it started to rain. In seconds her white blouse was transparent, leaving nothing to the imagination. Knowing that I was getting close, she continued to work. She could feel the vein pulsating as I enthusiastically moved my cock in and out of her mouth. One more stroke and her hand on my balls sent the first stream of hot cum down her throat. She swallowed as fast as she could in her effort to catch it all. But she didn’t swallow quite fast enough, some escapes from her mouth.
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She returns the favor and kisses me so I can taste my cum in her mouth. Pushing her down, I covered her body with mine. My hands ran over her body in a greedy effort to touch and posses her. Then my fingers were jerking at the buttons on her wet blouse in a desperate need to touch her bare flesh. As I stripped off her blouse the rain pours down on her body and she makes quite the sight. I’m still hard as I take her into my arms. I tore my mouth from hers and pressed it against her throat. Thunder and lightening lights up the sky as I revel in the sumptuous taste of her smooth velvety flesh.
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We made love in the rain and it was the hottest thing either of us had ever experienced. I took her to levels that her body had never experienced before. It was so fantastic that I didn't want to stop making love to this woman that brought so much out in me.
With her ankles on my shoulder I pounded her pussy hard and to my surprised she could handle my girth and length. I watched as my cock drives savagely into her and her backside pounds right back at me. Realizing that she wanted me to be aggressive in bed, and not treat her like I'm some delicate little flower, I grabbed her hips to help bring us together. In college she’d had her share of athletes, and responded best to those who pull her hair, spanked her, someone who fucked her deep, hard and fast. I rise to the occasion and she’d never been so filled up. Her body is in sensation overload. I felt the walls of her pussy pulsate around my cock, sending me over the edge. With a roar I pumped her full of my cum. With a contented sigh, I lingered there enjoying the feel of my cock nestled in her inviting pussy. When I finally withdrew and we lay on the wet blanket until we caught our breath.

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Little did we know that we were being watch and our antics enjoyed from behind a nearby tree. A young couple that happened along was catching glimpses of the pure rapture that had taken place a short distance away from them out in plain view.
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We finally got up, grabbed our clothes and drove back to her house. As soon as we arrived, we ran into her house and jump in the shower. The warm water felt good to us. After we got out of the shower and toweled off, Alexia put our clothes in the dryer. She reminded me that her husband and kids were gone for the weekend and again invited me to stay for the night.
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When we went to bed she wore nasty negligee just for me, when she blew me she gargled my cum in her mouth before letting some ooze down her chin and drip onto to her fantastic breasts before she swallowed. Then with cum coated lips she purred, " Honey, I need you to fuck my ass." I’d never taken a girl from behind, so she had to guide me. Once she’d guided me in and I was pounding her from behind, she reached down and played with her clit. It doesn't take much to bring her to another orgasm. When I am going to cum, she tells me, "Oh baby, cum in my ass".

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Sated and exhausted, we slept so soundly and revisited the night in our dreams. It was a prefect ending to a perfect night of sheer bliss. He would never forget how incredible she made him feel after spending the night with her.

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Hopefully, it's a glimpse of how good it will be between them from now on.
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The End…

Thursday, March 27, 2008

teams----part-1-of-1

Change Teams

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She puffed a new Virginia Slim cigarette to life, as the stubbed out remains of the last one lay dying in the snow. Her coffee was hot and more than welcome in the early morning cold. Since the dawn of time, she had taken her first cup outside while she smoked her breakfast. Usually, this practice was curtailed in late fall, but not this year. Her quiet time was needed more now, in the frigid New England winter, than ever. There was much to work out in her mind.

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“I still don’t believe I did it,” she said breathlessly into the cordless phone. “How did I know this was going to happen? I didn’t cause any of this. Well, I didn’t start it, anyway.” Then once again, she laid out the whole affair for her girlfriend.

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“Well, I had lost all that weight, remember?” she stammered in the combative tone she was developing toward the whole issue. “Well, Crystal had come over with some of the clothes she wanted me to try on. Yes, she and Carl went on that cruise... Right, some things from that trip and a few other things she had she just wanted to see me in. Well anyway, I had gone through most of the stuff. Some of it was gorgeous, Amy, and some were really nice, but just not me. You know how Crystal is our styles are different. “

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“Well, you see, we were up in my bedroom. I was standing in front of my mirror she was bringing the stuff over for me to try on, She had just brought me this lovely red dress. Mind you, I’m just standing there in my panties and bra when she stops and says, ‘You know, Linda, you have a marvelous figure for a girl our age.’ Just like that. I mean, I didn’t think anything of it at the time. I just took it as a compliment. I blushed a bit and told her to ‘go on.’ When I reached for the dress, though, she held it back a bit. I still had no idea what was going on when I saw the look in her eye. I was still trying to figure it all out, right up until the moment she leaned over and kissed me.”

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“Well no, she didn’t stuff her tongue down my throat like a man. It was a soft kiss, like a little breeze on my lips. I was so shocked that I just stood there like a dummy, wondering what was going to happen next. Imagine my surprised when she kissed me again, and worse, I let her. I remember thinking that it felt so good to be kissed right then. And when her hand slid over my shoulder, well Amy, it was just one of those things that once it starts you’re powerless to stop it.”

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“Well once, when I was a little girl. I kissed a friend of mine on a dare from some boy, but that’s all it was. I didn’t think much about it at the time. But Crystal was actually trying to get me right there, and I wasn’t doing much to stop her. I shuddered a bit when she undid my bra and let it fall. I think I was kind of excited to have her see my bare breasts. I know my nipples were hard, but it never takes much for that. Especially these days, since Tim isn’t much interested in sex anymore. I remember, too, that her hands felt so soft on my back…. Nope, it wasn’t like being with a man at all. It was so much softer, and gentler, just the way I’d always pictured sex would be when I was a girl growing up. And let me tell you this, Amy, that Crystal is one hell of a kisser.

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Never in my life have I been so excited by just kissing. Her fingers twisted in my hair, tilting my head so that my hair tumbled back as she turned my face up. Then her mouth was on mine again, savoring a deep, dreamy kiss that left me so weak kneed that I almost couldn’t stand. My arms linked around her neck, my muscles quivered and I couldn’t think, couldn’t resist. What defenses could there be against passion wrapped so softly in sweetness? I could feel it all over me. Every inch of my skin was alive. I didn’t want it to ever stop, and at the same time, I was wishing it had all never happened.”

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“No, I didn’t know what prompted her, at the time. She just took a shine to me and that was all she wrote. I’ll tell you, though, I was more than ready when she helped me out of my panties. I mean I was making a puddle on the floor like I had peed myself. Crystal was sucking on my tongue and had her hands on my breasts and my fanny and everywhere but...there. And I wasn’t an angel either. I didn’t think it was right that I be the only one nude, so I started to undressing her dress.”

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“I tell you Amy, I swear that woman doesn’t wear a stitch when she goes out in the sun. All her skin was tanned. I have to admit, it was pretty thrilling to think that she went around in her birthday suit where people could see. But that was nothing compared to the feel of her nakedness against mine. I was about ready to have an experience when her nipples grazed across mine. I grabbed on to her to hold myself up when the first wave washed over me. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to stop this. I just prayed to God I knew what I was doing. Then I let her lead me over to the bed.”

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“I swear to God, Amy Gaye, if you tell the world my private business, I’ll never speak to you again. …Well no, but I just want to make myself clear...Yes…. Yes dear, I’m sure you wouldn’t. Well, I’m not a kid anymore. It’s not like I don’t know how, but this was totally different. There was no man taking the lead, only Crystal showing me how to make her feel good. She kissed me on the breast, and then held hers to my lips for me to do the same. It took me a second to get used to the size, me only being used to putting Tim’s thing in my mouth and all. But once I got the hang of it, I was like a hungry baby. She must have had all the boys’ heads turning when she was a girl, and maybe not just the boys. I could tell she had been a real looker when she was young. I couldn’t get over how soft everything felt against my own skin. I could have stayed there for days, but Crystal asked me to roll over.”

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“Nope, I didn’t know what she wanted, at first, then I froze up when I found out. Only once had Tim ever kissed me down there. At the time, I had liked it a lot. But Tim and I had gotten very drunk one night and couldn’t drive home afterward. We had gotten a room and pretended we were other people. That man had me hooting and hollering that night. I’d never been like that since, until Crystal. She made me spread my legs real wide, and lay her head between them. I started to pat her hair, you know, to make it seem like I was doing something too. But when she started working me over, all I could do was grip the bedspread and arch my back and try not to scream. It just felt too good, Amy, too good. I was panting and puffing in no time, and all tense too. When she made me go off, I damn near ripped my best sheets. It took forever to catch my breath. Then she asked if I would do that to her.”

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“Damn right I was scared. Not that this whole thing didn’t have me in a panic the whole time, but my God, I wasn’t no lesbian. I hadn’t the slightest idea what to do down there. Then I remembered how she had just made me feel. I wanted to at least return the favor. So I started pecking around until I had an idea of what was what. Actually, I was just gathering my courage. I had to close my eyes when I first touched it with my tongue, like I was going to get bit or something. Well I got bit, all right, bit by the love bug. And let me tell you something, all those men that don’t bother with a girl like that, they are all missing the boat. A woman who’s excited like that tastes better than any gourmet meal that I’ve ever had…made… or heard of. Once I got started I went at that poor girl like I was The Big Bad Wolf trying to eat her all up, or something. At first I kissed it all over and then I put my tongue in her and licked. The next thing I know I’m licking everything that seemed to wanted to be licked.”

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“Yes Amy, I swear it’s the God’s honest truth. And as for Crystal, she was wiggling around so much she about broke my nose. She was just a carrying on to beat the band, and making so much noise, I expected the whole Police Department to come busting through the bedroom door at any minute. Then when I stuck one of my fingers in her and that did it, she went off like a rocket to Mars. I just scooted back and watched until she was done. I’d never ever seen a girl, well, you know. It was fascinating. I only hope I looked so good. I couldn’t help but give her a small peck on the forehead when she was done. It was just so pretty, and all, to watch. We’d barely gotten dressed again when Tim got home, I hustled the poor dear out so fast that she forgot her purse. You should have seen what happened when I took it to her that evening.”

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“Yes, Amy… Yes dear. I don't believe it either, no, none of it. I still can’t believe that, after 38-years of marriage to Tim, that I left my husband for another woman.”

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The end…

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

letter----part-1-of-1

A great divorce letter

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Dear Barbara,

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I know the counselor said we shouldn't contact each other during our ‘cooling off’ period, but I miss you so much that I couldn't wait any longer.
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The day you left, I swore I'd never talk to you again, but that was just the wounded little boy in me talking. Still, I never wanted to be the first one to make contact. In my fantasies, it was always you who would come crawling back to me. I guess my pride needed that. But now I see that my pride's cost me a lot of things. I'm tired of pretending I don't miss you. I don't care about looking bad anymore. I don't care who makes the first move as long as one of us does.
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Maybe it's time we let our hearts speak as loudly as our hurt. And this is what my heart says: "There's no one like you, Barbara." I look for you in the eyes and breasts of every woman I see, but they're not you. They're not even close.
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Two weeks ago, I met this topless dancer at Ecstasy and brought her home with me. I don't say this to hurt you, but just to illustrate the depth of my desperation.
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She was young, maybe 19; with one of those perfect bodies that only youth and maybe a childhood-spent in gymnastics can give you. I mean, just a perfect body. Breasts like you wouldn't believe, nipples that could put an eye out, and an ass that just wouldn't quit. A girl like that is every man's dream, right? But as I sat on the couch being blown by this stunner, I thought, look at the stuff we've made important in our lives. It's all so superficial. What does a perfect body mean? Does it make her better in bed? Well, in this case, yes, but you see what I'm getting at. Does it make her a better person? Does she have a better heart than my moderately attractive Barbara? I doubt it. And I'd never really thought of that before. I don't know, maybe I'm just growing up a little.
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Later, after I'd tossed her about a half a pint of throat yogurt, I found myself thinking, "Why do I feel so drained and empty?" It wasn't just her flawless technique or her ‘slutty,’ shameless hunger, but something else, some nagging feeling of loss. Why did it feel so incomplete? And then it hit me. It didn't feel the same because you weren't there to watch. Do you know what I mean? Nothing feels the same without you. Gosh, Barbara, I'm just going crazy without you. And everything I do just reminds me of you.
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Do you remember Janice, that single mom we met at the Holiday Inn lounge last year? Well, she dropped by last week with a pan of lasagna. She said she figured I wasn't eating right without a woman around. I didn't know what she meant until later, but that's not the real story. Anyway, we had a few glasses of wine and the next thing you know, we're banging away in our old bedroom. And this tart's a total monster in the sack. She's giving me everything, you know, like a real woman does when she's not hung up about her weight or her career and whether the kids can hear us.
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And all of a sudden, she spots that tilting mirror on your grandmother's old vanity. So she puts it on the floor and we straddle it, right, so we can watch ourselves. And it's totally hot, but it makes me sad, too. Cause I can't help thinking, "Why didn't Barbara ever put the mirror on the floor? We've had this old vanity for what, 14-years, and we never used it as a sex toy."
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Saturday, your sister drops by with my copy of the restraining order. I mean, Angie's just a kid and all, but she's got a pretty good head on her shoulders and she's been a real friend to me during this painful time. She's given me lots of good advice about you and about women in general. She's pulling for us to get back together, Barbara, she really is.
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So we're doing Jell-O shots in a hot bubble bath and talking about happier times. Here's this teenage girl with the same DNA as you and all I can do is think of how much she looked like you when you were 18. And that just about makes me cry.
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And then it turns out Angie's really into the whole anal thing, that gets me to thinking about how many times I pressured you about trying it and how that probably fueled some of the bitterness between us. But do you see how even then, when I'm thrusting inside your baby sister's cinnamon ring, all I can do is thinking of you?
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It's true, Barbara. In your heart you must know it. Don't you think we could start over? Just wipe out all the grievances away and start fresh? I think we can.
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If you feel the same please, please, please let me know.
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Otherwise, can you let me know where the remote is?
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. Love, James

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

game----part-1-of-1

A New Game

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“Let’s play Strip Poker,” as usual quipped Lacy over her Bridge hand. And as usual, she made the tired old joke when unfolding yet another losing hand. She folded it with disgust and reached for her drink. All was quiet for a second, as usually happened after Lacy’s patented line, which marked the halfway point of their Friday night game. This Friday, however, things didn’t happen in the usual manner from there on.

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“I heard of a game that sounded interesting,” Elaine said quietly, following immediately with a swig of her drink. There was a long pause.
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Finally Lacy picked up the ball, “And what game would that be, Elaine?”

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“Well,” she began, picking up steam as she spoke. “It’s like Strip Poker, but not quite. Everyone takes off their clothes as they lose, but you stop at your panties.”

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“I don’t seem to be wearing any panties, honey,” Steve shot out teasingly.

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“Hush,” said Lacy as she slugged him on the arm. They had always been a bit more than close; from the moment they had become neighbors. “Go ahead, honey,” Lacy added.
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“Anyway, when you get down to your underpants, you have to do stuff to the winner. But whatever you do, you can’t touch anything inside the underwear. ” Elaine’s face had a slight crimson tint by the time she was finished.
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Lacy’s eyebrows arched as a low “Oooh” escaped her lips. James just swirled the ice in his drink.
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“Where the hell did you hear about that?” Steve demanded.
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“A friend on-line e-mailed it to me,” Elaine confessed, not looking at her husband.
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“Well, why the fuck not?” Lacy, as was her style, jumped in. “What could it possibly hurt?”, she asked and then snickered.
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“Sure, what the hell? I’m in,” Steve chuckled too. The two of them were sure it was all just an extension of Lacy’s original line, thinking nothing more about it.
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“Okay,” James spoke up for the first time. “Who deals first?”
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Suddenly the whole room came to a screeching halt. James never got involved in the flirting and teasing that sometimes went on between the other three. If he was speaking up now, it meant that this joke had somehow become an actual idea, even a reality. That thought quickly sobered the other three. Somehow a line had been crossed somewhere along the way here. It seemed to be ‘gut’ check time. Apparently, Lacy was the first to finish her soul searching, because she grabbed the deck and started shuffling.
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“Deuces wild, five card draw, need an ace for four,” she chimed as if by rote as she started dealing. The table came to a silent order as the cards fell before them. A hint of fear was seen to be sitting on the crest of Elaine’s quivering lips, but she picked up the cards as was expected. The game was on.
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The first hand went slowly and finished with James as the winner. Steve, to no one’s surprise, was the first to take his shirt off. Also, no surprise, both of the ladies removed their shoes. Things progressed slowly after that, the winning fairly even. Everyone was uncovered their bodies at much the same rate, with the girls having to strip out of their bras on the same hand. The spectacle was really quite a show in itself.
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Lacy, ever the bold one had no problem about letting her plump girls out to play. She tried to toss her bra at James, but totally missed. Instead it landed it on Steve’s head, again, the eyebrows were hard at work speculating on the hidden meanings. Elaine, on the other hand, made a big production out of slowly peeling her puppies free. She hemmed and hawed about how embarrassed she was and how no one should look, lest they vomit. Finally, both Lacy and Steve leaned over, grabbed the shoulder straps, and yanked. As she gasped in surprise, they both notice that she hadn’t struggled against them at all. James’s eyes widened ever so slightly, though, at the lovely breasts his wife and friend had just displayed to him.
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A moment passed while everyone got a good look at all the newly discovered flesh. Then James grabbed the deck, shuffled, and dealt. The competition seemed to grow more intense now, long strategies were worked out in their minds and the notion of bluffing became an issue. Steve tried it and failed miserably. Lacy had counted on her three fives as a sure thing, and was disappointed. Elaine resigned herself to a loss when all she could muster was a pair of Queens, which left James the winner with a full house. No one said a word.
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“So, is it winner’s choice?” chuckled Steve as he smirked a bit. The girls, out of habit it seemed, sank to their knees in front of him. In a surprise, and an unrehearsed move, they each took one of his nipples in their mouth. Then both snickered, knowing that both men enjoyed this secret bit of kink. As his nipples hardened, James tried desperately to suppress a shudder.
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“What about you, loser?” James cackled an uncharacteristic flirtatious joke. Everyone enjoyed a hearty laugh, except Steve. With tremendous courage, Steve stood, approached his wife and friends and did the unthinkable. He took his friend and neighbor of 12-years by the face and kissed him on the lips. Time, itself, stood still until Steve burst out in uproarious laughter, a laughter that spread to them all.
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Immediately everyone secretly began to analyze this new and unexpected development in the back of their minds. The kiss hadn’t been long, and it hadn’t been sensual. There was no tongue involved and it broke in a friendly and timely fashion. The gears in their heads could be heard whirring, processing the findings. Then Lacy groaned loudly, easing the quiet tension in the room.
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“You’d better not chicken out,” she spoke into her husband’s face as she stood, and they again all took their places at the table. This time Lacy dealt the cards quickly. Her panties, already damp, were now so wet they clung to her sticky crotch. Lacy desperately wanted to shove her hand inside and let off some of the pressure in her swollen clit, but she settled for lighting a cigarette instead. They all did, even James who didn’t smoke anymore.
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The next hand went to Elaine. Lacy jumped at the chance to suckle at one of her lovely breasts. James made a dash for the other one, leaving Steve to nibble on her neck. Elaine squirmed like a snake in heat. She wished to God that someone, anyone, would break the rules and play with her horny crotch. Unfortunately, no one did. The game resumed after a long and vicious tease. The stakes had been raised.
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Poor Elaine won the following hand as well. She was almost in tears when they again sat at the table without getting her badly scorned body off. Lacy took the next hand, and was also left feeling the same way. When she took the following hand as well, she suspected the fix was in. That thought didn’t, however, occur to her before she pleaded with all of them to peel her panties off and eat her raw. No one gave in.
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The next hand made it obvious. Steve wound up the winner with a Queen high. Again, they all took their places without acknowledging the obvious. Lacy forced her husband to kneel with her between Steve’s legs. He hesitated at first, but after she threw him ‘the look’ he knew he wasn’t getting out of this easy. He watched as Lacy extended her tongue and teased the skin of Steve’s inner thigh. Steve moaned into his wife’s mouth as she straddled his lap and kissed him. Lacy swatted James’s attention to the spread ass above him and directed him to do as she was. It became apparent that, if this were to develop into an act of sexual intercourse, he would need to earn it. The blackmail stung, but a shot at the firm ass just inches from his face wasn’t something to be taken lightly. He, eventually, reconciled his conscience enough to give in and both of them teased the poor man’s inner thighs in ways he never imagined possible.
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A wicked smile broke across Lacy’s face. She knew she had won and, therefore, felt quite free to throw the game. Breaking all the rules and declaring herself the loser, silently, she pulled Steve’s jockey briefs aside and mouthed the dismally tormented man’s rigid cock. As she took it in her mouth, Lacy noticed that Steve had about 7-inches and thick. Steve’s body immediately went rigid in his wife’s arms. He whispered his thanks to God and shivered violently at the intensity of the feelings.

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As she sucked, Lacy opened one eye and looked squarely into the eye of her husband. He knew he was doomed.

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Steve tried to suck the tongue out of his wife’s head to keep her from turning and interrupting the moment. After giving it a good hard sucking, Lacy held the stiff prick lovingly, stroking it tenderly. Then with a smile, Lacy held the cock out to James. With wide eyes, he considered the task she implied. She let her anger show at his hesitation. She also made it clear that this would end in a fight if the gauntlet was not picked up. The Heavens felt the strength of their test of wills.
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With a shake of his head, James gave in, and Steve’s stiff rod slipped easily between his lips and into his mouth. Much to his surprise, it didn’t feel all that horrid as it glided across his tongue either. The whole experience was far less a catastrophe than he had imagined. It was a bit of a surprise, though, when Steve’s hips bucked as he started trying to fuck James’s mouth. Panicking, he spit the bone out as a defensive reflex. With a big smile, Lacy moved her face forward and finished the task for her needy friend, and brand new lover. With a wink, she gave him her blessing as James rose and claimed Elaine from her husband’s lap. It seemed she was the unspoken prize for letting Lacy taste one of her most secret fantasies. They adjourned to the couch while Lacy finished off Steve.
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Midnight found the four still engaged in their lightly bisexual orgy. The girls were still hot, however winded, but the boys were beginning to run out of steam. Steve and Lacy pounded against each other in an attempt to make him cum for the third time. James gave up without popping off a second orgasm, content to keep eating Elaine despite her pleas to stop. After both Steve and his wife erupted for the last time, things slowed to a stop. There was tons of heavy breathing going on. Lazily, everyone started to dress Steve and Elaine for their trip home.
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At the door, the girls exchanged kisses with everyone, but the boys, however, just hugged.

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Lacy knew she was right not to push it just then, but instead she made a bid for continuation. “Next week.... Naked Twister?” They all rolled their eyes.

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The End...