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When I was Young
Part-1-of-6
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I’m Dawn and I’ve been married twice, with no children of my own and I’m not looking for a new husband at the moment. I’m looking to have some fun again so I’m open to interesting propositions. I’m bisexual, and a little bit complicated some times. I do value my intimacy but I’m not a prostitute. I'm into role-play so on occasion when I'm out on the town, I like to dress and act like a whore. Sex to me is more then just fun, it is so very much part of my life that I know that it could easily go very wrong. Even though I try to be cautious, I've still had some fantastic sexual experience.
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I used to work in a bar in Arlington where the boss encouraged us to dress as sexy as possible without costing him his license. I ended up making him really nervous, because he never expected me to go all out the way I did. Like the other girls that served there, I started, timidly, just dressing sexy. But whereas they had to force a smile when the clients would touch their butts I ended up getting so excited, knowing that I could do what I wanted without fear of the customers going too far.
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After a while clients figured out that I didn't mind them touching my butt, I would get the occasional slap on the butt when I’d walk by their table. I loved it when they’d grab a good handful of my butt and squeeze it as hard as they could until I would let out a little whelp of pain and pleasure. This never failed to put a genuine smile on my face.
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The owner, Big Al did different themes on Friday and Saturday evenings and that worked very well. We served in bikinis on some occasions, and that really got things heated up. I was getting propositions from men all the time but I was involved with a really nice guy called Warren. He was a bit of a mother's boy and we started having more and more arguments, but I have always more or less tried to faithful to my man, or at worst have a mutual understanding.
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When I came back from visiting my parents Warren wasn’t at the airport to meet me. He had forgotten. That little indiscretion cost him. A really gorgeous guy on the plane, even though I hadn’t encouraged him, had flirted with me and gave me his phone number. I felt cheated and angry, so I phoned Carl, one of my regular customers from the bar where I worked. He had always been trying to hit on me, so I told him that if he wanted to have sex with me he should come and pick me up at the airport right now.
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About an hour later he and his roommate showed up. They both looked bewildered but happy. When they asked me were I wanted to go, I answered, “To your apartment.” Once there, we had a few drinks and lots of laughs. I couldn’t believe how horny and excited I was just from the thought of what I was going to do. Telling them to stay seated, I stood up and did a very sexy striptease to music. Once naked, I knelt down on the other sofa opposite them with my ass and pussy sticking up in the air and slowly caressed myself. I told them that they could unzip their pants if they wanted but otherwise, not to move.
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Using the fingers of one hand to hold my delicate lips open, I used a couple of fingers of my other hand and slowly eased them in and out of my tight pussy. Raising my fingers and sensuously licking my juices off, I told them to strip. Then I pushed Carl back onto the sofa and sat down in his lap. He gasped when I took his cock in my hand and rubbed it against my clit. He shivered with anticipation as I guided his cock into my now very wet pussy and rode up and down him a few times.
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Then I took his friend, Jason by his hard cock and pulled him towards my mouth. I ran my hand up and down his long shaft before sucking him into my mouth. Then I told him to get back behind me and to put his cock to good use in my unattended ass. He struggled a little at first but soon managed to push past my sphincter and into my ass. It felt fantastic having one cock in my pussy and another up my ass, rubbing together inside me. They were both so turned on that they both cummed at almost the same time.
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I dressed and caught a taxi home. I could feel cum starting to dribble out of my ass as I arrived home to a rather surprised and very apologetic Warren. I said, “No problem, I probably told you the wrong day by mistake.”
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When he felt safe again we embraced and I made him lick my clit and ass until I orgasmed. All the time that he was licking me I was apologizing because I tasted so salty. I told him that I tasted so salty because I hadn't showered yet from my trip. That was the turning point for me at the bar where I worked. It opened me up to the possibilities of some exciting times.
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I’d had a threesome before this with a married couple when I was a teenager on a backpacking holiday with my beautiful female cousin, Joyce. She wore her fiery red hair slicked back in a style that should have been severe, but instead was striking. Unadorned and fresh scrubbed, Joyce’s face was like ivory with a tint of rose beneath it. We were staying in a campsite in the Big Bend National Park. While there, we’d started to discover each other's bodies. Joyce was my first lesbian experience. We would lie in the tent opposite each other using our toes to caress each other’s wet pussies. When Joyce started hanging out with this guy that she’d met at the campsite, I met another woman named Sandy who owned a bakery in Study Butt. They had recently had their first baby. I immediately warmed to up Sandy and her baby like to an elder sister. While her husband ran the bakery I helped Sandy with her baby and started sun bathing with her in her garden.
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We had both taken our tops off and had only our panties on. I’m very small breasted but Sandy had a real full maternal set of breasts, full of milk. When I started to rub sun lotion onto my skin Sandy took the bottle and started to do my shoulders and back. I moaned with pleasure as her hands caressed my body and I gently lifted my arms at the right moment to let her hands slide round in front and caress the sides of my breasts. When she saw the smile on my face, she massaged and squeezed my little but extremely erect breasts. I turned and she cupped a hand under my chin, lifting so that my auburn hair tumbled back and my face tilted up. Then her mouth was on mine, savoring a deep, dreamy kiss that left me weak. Her arms linked around my shoulders and my muscles quivered as we rubbed our breasts together.
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Something came over me, so I pushed Sandy back on to her towel and parted her legs. As I pulled down her panties I could see moisture beading up on the pink flesh of her outer lips of her bald pussy. Looking up at me, Sandy cupped her lovely breasts and purred, “Would you like to suck them?” Eagerly I leaned down and started kissing and licking them all over. One of her hands was possessively on the back of my neck and with the other she reached up and grabbed my breast. That encouraged me to move my hand between her thighs and place it on her pussy. Spasms of pleasure vibrated through her wide spread thighs as I gently ran my fingers up and down her moist slit. With a giggle, I happily devoured her luscious breasts while I fingered her pussy. The flesh of her breasts was so incredibly soft and smooth, like the velvety of her inner thighs that I sucked on them like her baby at feeding time. I’m a little ashamed because I got so excited that I almost drained her breasts of milk, thus depriving her baby of his lunch.
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Moving down, I pressed my lips against her engorged clit and started sucking with a vengeance. My tongue darted out and teased her clit, before I dove into her for a taste of her juices. Her taste was like aphrodisiac to me. Like an explosion lust surged through my body. I could feel her quivering helplessly, totally turned on. My tongue flicked so insistently over her clit, pushing her closer and closer to the brink.
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While I was eating her, Sandy was working me but good and I loved it. Without taking her pussy off my mouth, Sandy rolled me over on my back and straddled me in a 69-position. She quickly positioned her head between my thighs and lowered her face down to my crotch and slid her tongue between my warm, moist pussy lips and stroked me. When she licked up the length of my slit, I clamped my thighs against her head. When her tongue found the bud of my erect clit, my entire body shuddered with my arousal. It was so beyond my wildest fantasy that I could hardly believe that it was happening at first. I was stunned by how good it felt. Trance like, I reached down and caressed Sandy’s exquisitely beautiful face as I eagerly rubbed my wet throbbing slit against her grateful mouth.
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Sandy was so hot and passionate that she obviously liked what we were doing as much as I did. While Sandy’s mouth was working its magic on me, my mouth was giving her pussy a thrill, too. I started by burying my tongue as far into her broiling pussy as I could and the wiggling response of her hips told me that I was doing a good job. Gently parting the perky pink lips of Sandy’s steaming pussy, I continued licking her boiling clit.
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God, what a mouth Sandy had, one of her thumbs was strumming my clit while her nose was buried in my pussy. I squirmed and shifted my weight as she alternated between teasing my enflamed clit and my soaking pussy. Just as I cried out in orgasm, Sandy erupted like a volcano, gushing cream all over my face.
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After a nap in each other’s arms and then watching her breastfeed her baby, I got dressed and headed back to Joyce and my campsite. We both returned about the same time. Together we swung by the shower area and had a quick shower and change of clothes before going to supper. When we first got in the shower area, there was no one else there so we were able to play kissie-face and pat each other’s hinnies before anyone else came in. As we walked to the restaurant, Joyce lifted her head letting her mass of blond hair dance on the breeze. Her hair was the rich shade of gold usually found in old paintings. She had high, slanting cheekbones and a sharp, stubborn jaw softened by a wide friendly smile. Even with all the exposure of our camping and hiking, her skin refused to tan, remaining a delicate peach that contrasted with her violet-eyes. After a quick meal of burgers and fries we headed back to our tent.
As soon as we got back to our tent we fell into each other’s arms …
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When I Was Young
Part-2-of-6
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As soon as we got back to our tent we fell into each other’s arms and I kissed her. My mouth crushed Joyce’s, ruthlessly, ravaging. I could hear my own heartbeat raging in my chest as I plunged deeper. I discovered and savored new tastes in the recess that I explored as Joyce’s tongue answered with equal urgency. My eyes were mere slits as I watched the misty pleasure in hers smolder into passion. Our kisses had always been so electric and this one was no exception.
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Our lips still touching, I grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up her body. Breaking our kiss, I pulled the t-shirt over her head and off her arms. Then together we stripped down to our panties. Lowering Joyce down onto her sleeping bag, I began kissing and caressing her breasts, which of course lead to licking and sucking them. I let my hand wander down to her panties, sliding into them and rubbing her pussy. Caught up in the excitement, I rose up over her and with both hands slid her panties down and off as she lifted her butt to assist me. With each of her breasts in my hands, I placed my face on her tummy licking her navel causing her to giggle. Then I started kissing my way down her body toward her pussy. Joyce moved underneath me as my lips and tongue danced down her helpless body. Occasionally, my tongue would hit a sensitive spot and she would shudder a little before she would calm down.
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Her skin felt so warm as I kissed it and seemed to get hotter as I worked my way down her body. I let my lips crawl sensuously down the middle of her body, licking and nibbling in the hollow between her breasts. Then moving down and across her stomach. Eagerly, I worked my way lower and placed a kiss at the top of her moist lips, which decreased her squirming a little. I slid a hand up her velvety thigh and tenderly pulled her lips apart as I ran my tongue in between them. As I hunted for her clit, I could smell her strong aroma, her scent filling my nostrils and making my blood pump even faster. I stroked her clit with my tongue, making her squirm around underneath me. I wrapped my other arm around under her leg, putting my hand in a position to keep her lips open. I traced the fingertips of my newly freed hand down to her open slit, easily slid a finger in, her juices flowing freely. I managed to slide in a second finger, joining the first as I slipped it in and out. My tongue was still working on her clit, causing Joyce’s hips to buck up off her sleeping bag. As she pushed her hips up against my face now, her hands were pushing on the back of my head, keeping my mouth on her clit.
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She was letting out the occasional moan, and then all of a sudden Joyce froze, her hands squeezing the back of my head tightly. She began franticly grinding her clit against my tongue. Her breathing had become a desperate pant and her hands were twisting around in my hair again. After what could only have been a few seconds, her hips dropped back down to her sleeping bag. Her hands released my head and I fell down beside her. Moving my face up to a level with hers, I delicately traced another tattoo across her skin with my fingertips.
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I looked into her slightly glazed over eyes, feeling a warmth inside that was fueled by her smile, her face and chest both somewhat flushed. She sat up a little, and kissed me on the lips, then flashing me another wonderful smile, she murmured, “God, that was so, so wonderful. I really didn't think it was possible for something to feel that good."
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Soon we were fast asleep in each other’s arms.
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The next morning Joyce and I spent the day exploring and enjoying the park. Joyce had a date with her new boyfriend, so after lunch, I kissed Joyce goodbye and headed back over to Sandy’s house. I got there in time to share supper with her and Jared, her husband. Jared with a lightweight boxer’s build topped just under 6-feet. He had a smooth, handsome delicately tanned face with winning crinkles at the corner of his light blue eyes, and sun-bleached hair that curled riotously. While we were eating, to my surprise I found out that Sandy had told him all about yesterday.
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Jared was very nice and suggested that I stay for the night. That night Sandy lay back on the bed and slowly spread her legs to show me that her pretty little pink pussy was already wet and just waiting to be licked and sucked. I knelt down by the bed and pulled her legs open even farther, immediately rubbing the tip of my tongue around the outside of her pussy, teasing her with my hot breath. So close to being in her, but not yet letting her savor my full tongue inside of her. Eagerly I took her soft wet pussy lips delicately between my lips and sucked them gently, occasionally darting my tongue briefly inside her hot, wet, and juicy hole my tongue drove her absolutely crazy. Sandy bucked her body wildly around on the bed while holding on to my head in a fit of total sexual pleasure.
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As my tongue stroked her slit, my hands moved slowly up from her thighs, across her stomach, and up to her breasts. I cupped her breasts, letting my fingers gently play with her nipples, squeezing them, and pinching them just enough to give her a tingle, but not hard enough to hurt. Still caressing her breasts with my hands, my tongue went deeper inside of her pussy as I continued to kiss, lick and eat her like she'd never felt before. Soon Sandy was having little orgasms, cumming every few minutes, and never wanting this moment to end.
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My ass sticking tantalizingly up in the air while I was eating his wife’s pussy must have been too much for Jared. I felt his strong hands on my hips as he pulled the lips of my pussy apart. I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck, as he placed the head of his cock between my lips. Then with one powerful thrust Jared was deep inside me. His cock was so huge that I screamed in pleasure. Hungrily Jared grabbed my hips and started pumping in and out of me. His lovemaking was turning into something primal. As he slammed into me he was driving my face deeper into Sandy’s pussy.
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Unable to contain himself, Sandy’s well-endowed husband was furiously fucking my pussy, until he just exploded with a primal roar inside me. Even though I’d just given Sandy what seemed like a dozen orgasms, she still got annoyed and told Jared not to wake the baby.
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In the morning Sandy and Jared were already up and going about their daily business before I even woke up. When she heard me stirring, and brought me a cup of coffee, I asked Sandy if she was OK. She was clearly jealous of her husband's behavior the night before but said it was ok. That since he was male, it was only to be expected and we laughed it off.
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We were lying in bed cuddling when Jared returned after having finished his morning at the bakery and came into the bedroom to shower and change for the afternoon. He joked with Sandy and me as we watched him undress and shower. When he came out of the bathroom, Jared sat on the bed with us and boldly started caressing my leg under the sheet right in front of Sandy. As he moved his hand up higher to my inner thigh I sighed with pleasure and started to caress Sandy even more. She wasn't looking very happy but I was feeling very horny again.
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The baby started crying so Sandy went to pick him up and started to breast feed him in the other room.
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When she left the room, I pulled the bed sheet aside a little and opened my legs to show Jared my wet pussy. He immediately started to caress my pussy. Then he quickly climbed on top of me right away and started to fuck me real hard again. It’s a good thing that the baby was already awake, because the bed was squeaking and I was moaning. As Jared pounded me, I could see tears in her eyes as Sandy stood in the doorway holding their baby in her arms, breast-feeding him as she watched us. Not missing a beat with Jared, I stared at her finding myself over whelmed with excitement by the power that I had over her and Jared. Excited, I grabbed him by the butt and pulled him deeper into my swollen pussy. I was jealous of her and her baby and she was jealous of me with her husband. As Sandy stood there holding the baby and watching, Jared and I cummed at the same time. Afterwards Jared got up and just stood there, not knowing what to do or say.
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I gathered up my clothes, then without saying a word I walked past Sandy and into the bathroom. Shutting the door, I got dressed and left.
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The next Saturday night after my episode with Carl and Jason, Warren and I went out for drinks and dinner with a few friends. As was my nature I was flirting and dancing with a couple of girls. Warren as was his nature, just drank and watched us. We got home around 2 am and I crashed. At 3 am I got a text message on my cell phone. Warren was still up watching TV and was puzzled that someone was texting me at 3 am. So out of curiosity, he took a look at whom it was. One of the girls from the club sent me a text message with a picture of her pussy with the caption; "My kitty needs to be licked." Warren was floored. When she sent another one showing her breasts and one more of her pussy, he was so upset that he was beside himself with anger.
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The next day after when I woke up from a hard night of partying, Warren confronted me about it. If he was so naïve that girls licking each others pussy bothered him, Warren didn’t deserve an explanation, so I told him that it was just a joke, that we sent each other pussy pictures all the time. He wasn't buying it, and asked me straight out if I was licking pussy. He still didn't get a straight answer. We fought all day about it on Sunday. Now I have to hide my phone. Now I'm at a loss. I don’t think poor Warren will ever be able to come to terms with his wife being a muff diver on the side.
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By now things weren’t working so well, so Warren moved out. Though he was nice enough to help me with the rent until my situation changed. It was just as well that he left, because things started to heat up at the bar where I worked. Big Al, the owner hired a stripper one Friday evening to dance while wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of thongs with a white wool bunny tail on the back.
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As it neared time for the stripper to perform, everyone was getting excited. As I moved around serving drinks, I loved the sexual tension that was building up. At a signal from Big Al, I went into the back room …
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When I Was Young
Part-3-of-6
Tiffany
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As it neared time for the stripper to perform, everyone was getting excited. As I moved around serving drinks, I loved the sexual tension that was building up. at a signal from Big Al, I went into the back room to tell the stripper that it was time. Tiffany was stunning, slim, with a tight body that featured long, exquisitely shaped dancers legs and a perfect little ass. She had lovely long blonde hair that fell loose about her well-muscled shoulders and small breasts. This really surprised me because I had assumed that all strippers had huge breasts. As I admired her naked body, the opposite was self-evident. We laughed and then started chatting. I asked Tiffany what it was like to be a stripper and flaunt her naked body to men. She said that stripping had afforded her a lot of good fun. I reached out and shyly touched her bunny tail and then laughing agreed that it really did seem like a lot of fun. Then with a mischievously smile, Tiffany pulled another thong with a bunny tail and t-shirt out of her bag and suggested that I should put them on and join her.
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At first I thought no, never, that she had to be kidding. Then I realized that her thong was no different than the bikini bottoms that I was wearing, so I said yes. Tiffany quickly helped me strip off my bikini bottoms, then slip on the thong and t-shirt. She looked at me standing there and said that I was very beautiful and very lucky to have such a gorgeous body, and that I shouldn't be afraid to show it off. She really hit the right spot.
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Tiffany ran her hands down my t-shirt making my nipples stand out a little more and then gave me a little kiss on the lips. It was soft and gentle at first, and then Tiffany parted her lips and her tongue slid into my mouth. We held each other, kissing for a couple of minutes before she finally pulled back. Her eyes were bright and her nipples were hard when Tiffany took me by the hand and said, “Come on, lets show them a really good time tonight!” Still holding hands we pranced into the bar where everyone cheered. I laughed out loud, when I saw the look of total shock and surprise on Big Al, the owner's face as well as those that I worked with when they realized what I was going to do.
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Tiffany and I started dancing together, tantalizing the crowd by running our hands up and down each other’s bodies. Then Tiffany crossed her arms and pulled her t-shirt up over her head and threw it aside. Following her lead, I stripped off my t-shirt as well. I could hear everyone cheering as she took me by the hand again and we continued dancing. As she danced, Tiffany ran her hands sensuously up and down my body before she started caressing my breasts. I was smiling so wide that I thought my face was going to split. I’d never been so excited in all my life as Tiffany pulled me forward and started gently licking my nipples. Then we hugged and rubbed our breasts together. When the song ended there was a total uproar in the bar. Things were so far beyond his expectations that Big Al was almost laughing from the excitement.
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Without bothering to put my t-shirt back, I scampered topless back behind the bar and started serving drinks. Suddenly everyone was thirsty and there was a stampede to the bar. It was the best night that I’d ever had. By the time things slowed down, even though I’d emptied them once, my tip jars were both overflowing.
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At the end of the evening some of Big Al’s friends stayed behind with him while we were closing. There were still some customers in the main dining room too but things were relatively quiet in the bar area. While the other girls were busying cleaning up I was sitting on a swivel stool on the customer's side of the bar smoking a cigarette and having a drink with Tiffany. The lights were already switched off at the bar but there was still enough light from the main room for us to see. Tiffany had already changed back into her street clothes in preparation to leave but I was still wearing her t-shirt and thong. Although they hung back while I was talking to Tiffany, Big Al and his friends had been making comments all evening to me, trying desperately to flirt with me.
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I was so excited that everyone must have known that I was just waiting for something to happen. When Tiffany stood up to leave. She said that I could keep the thong and t-shirt, but I said no. Then with everyone watching, I crossed my arms and stripped off my t-shirt. Then making sure that Big Al and his friends had a good view of my shapely ass, I bent over and slipped off the thong as well. Laughing, Tiffany said that I'd obviously enjoyed myself, and then kissed me again on the lips. Helpless I closed my eyes as her fingers lightly traced the curve of my breasts, causing the blood to course through my veins, heating and sensitizing it until I thought that I’d die from sheer pleasure. Big Al and his friends’ jaws were still hanging open as Tiffany threw the clothes in her bag and left.
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The clean-up crew was still cleaning up around us as I sat back on the bar stool, completely naked except for my heels. I took a sip of my drink to regain my composure, and then puffed on my cigarette as I slowly swiveled around to face Big Al and his friends. Blowing smoke towards them, I parted my legs and ran my hand suggestively down my body, over my waist and on towards my pussy. With my left hand I smoked my cigarette and with the other I gently caressed my pussy. As Big Al gaped in surprised, I took my little pea of a clit in between my forefinger and thumb and gently stroked it. As the blood filled it, I gave it a little squeeze.
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Almost immediately, Big Al was kneeling between my legs and I was running my fingers through his hair as he buried his face in my pussy. I noticed that one of Big Al’s friends and another woman in the seating area were also beginning to get intimate with each other. She was much older and rather large but seemed to be doing ok. I had worked up quite a juice and was soon having muscle spasms as I pulled on my boss' head as he expertly licked me to orgasm.
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Looking down I saw that Big Al had quite a bulge in his pants and suddenly I wanted cock, Big Al’s cock. Standing up, I reached down and unzipped his pants. Looking into his stunned eyes, I knelt down, pulled out his erect cock and hovered over it with my mouth for a second or two, before I swooped down and encompassed him in my lips. As I engulfed him in my mouth and started sucking him off, I made a conscious effort not to think about what a sleaze bag he was.
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Once his cock was in my mouth, I swallowed it down as far as my gag reflex would let me, which was pretty far considering the thickness. It was average size length-wise, but it was thick and meaty. When I compressed it between my tongue and the roof of my mouth, it felt spongy, like there was a lot of meat there. I gloried in the resilient feel of it as I sucked on it, taking it as deep in my throat as I could. Now it began oozing warm, thick, salty syrup into my mouth. My pussy quivered with desire, as I tasted his pre-cum. Big AL could hardly contain himself and shuddered in delight as I sucked harder.
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Before he could cum, I stood up again, and leaned my elbows and forearms on the bar stool with my ass sticking invitingly up in the air. As Big Al came up behind me and grabbed my butt checks, I looked over my shoulder at him and said, “Don’t you think that I should have a pay rise?”
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“Oh god, yes,” he whimpered so I let him ram his cock into me. Within seconds, I felt his hot cum shooting straight inside me. I stayed in the same position disappointed that that was all I was going to get when I felt hands grabbing my butt cheeks. Big Al was standing by my head doing up his fly, so I knew it wasn’t him. When I tried to look around, I felt a hand run up my back to the back of my head. Then the strange hand roughly pushed me down on the bar stool and I felt a rock hard cock penetrate me. I gasped with pleasure as this stranger drove his hard cock into me as far as it would go. I rocked back against him and moaned loudly, as he pulled out and drove it in even harder. He took a handful of my long hair in his fist and brutally jerked my head back as he thrust his cock into me. With every stroke I was moaning and urging him to fuck me harder.
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By this stage other men began to appear from the main room and unzip their pants letting their cocks hang out. Suddenly there was a man’s crotch only inch from my face. As I watched he unzipped his jeans to reveal his seven-inch cock straining against his jockeys. Then he pulled it out and even though I tried to turn my face away, placed the spongy bulb in my mouth. I tasted a drop of his salty pre-cum and grew even more aroused. Pleadingly I begged him to, "Cum in my mouth. I want to taste your cum."
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I couldn’t believe it, I was being double penetrated, a cock in my mouth and one in my pussy. As I savored the feel of two cocks, I felt my arms being grabbed and my wrists being tied to the legs of the bar stool. I tried to resist but I was helpless.
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My hair was released and the stranger used that hand to spank my ass. With each stroke he spanked me harder. Caught up in the excitement, he started fucking me faster, gripping me hard as he did. I was trying to shout my pleasure, but my mouth was full of cock.
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Sweat was dripping off of the stranger as he banged away at my now sopping wet pussy. I could feel myself oozing with cum as he pulled his cock out of me and slowly slid it up to my tight ass. The stranger didn’t hesitate for a moment. After coating his mushroom head with juice oozing out of my pussy, he used one hand to spread my ass cheeks and the other to guide his cock into my ass. Fortunately, the guy that I was sucking off had cum in my mouth and had pulled out, because the first motion that put the tip of the head in hurt so badly that I gritted my teeth and pulled against my bounds. The stranger was experienced at this and knew just what to say to put me at ease. "That's it, bitch, you’re so hot, and I want your ass so badly." Once he eased the head past my sphincter, he gave a hard push and drove it in all the way to his balls. It hurt so badly that I thought he was going to split me in half.
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The stranger moved very gently at first but then I began to get really fired up. Before I knew it, I was yelling, "Harder! Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass!" While my mouth was opened, one of the guys running around with his cock flopping free took advantage of the situation and shoved his cock in my mouth.
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As the stranger pounded my ass, he was shouting in return, calling me a slut, a whore, a cock-loving, take-it-up-your-ass bitch. He was really fucking me hard now. I mean, seriously pounding my ass. Finally, meeting him thrust for thrust, I started hunching my ass back against him. The stranger was well endowed and I wanted him to own my ass. I begged him to cum deep inside of me. He tortured me for a while by making me beg again and again for it. Finally, I got what I really needed. His balls exploded and he cummed deep inside of my ass. I loved it. I truly loved every bit of it. I could picture his cock glistening with our combined juices as he slipped his now flaccid cock out of my ass.
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I gasped again and screamed for whoever it was …
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When I Was Young
Part-4-of-6
Gang-bang continues
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I gasp again and screamed for whoever it was to fuck me as another rock hard cock pushed into my gapping, sperm filled ass. Because I still had cocks coming and going in my mouth, I couldn’t turn my head so I don't know what was happening behind me. But I do know there were lots of cocks pumping in and out of my pussy and up my ass.
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I felt a sudden warm spurt hit the corner of my eye and run down my cheek as someone ejaculated all over my hair and side of the face. The guy whose cock I was sucking suddenly pulled it out of my mouth and jacked himself off, ejaculating all over my face as I felt another shudder spurting up my pussy. Before I could think what was happening there was already another guy with a stiff hard cock pushing it between my lips and into my mouth and at the same time I felt my butt cheeks being pulled apart as another cock invaded me from behind.
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To my total shock I saw that there were quite a few men gathered around watching me be defiled. I could feel sperm dripping off my face and down onto the floor. My hair was covered with cum and my ass was getting painful but I was now in a trance of my wildest emotions and I actually wanted more and more. I was going to let everyone fuck me to kingdom cum. Two guys moved towards me and much to the absolute astonishment of the crowd, pushed their cocks into my mouth at the same time,
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I was getting so many hard ones in the ass that I wondered if they would ever get back to my pussy. I could feel the cum running out of my ass and down over my pussy and then down my legs. I looked up just as another load of hot cum came shooting forward and splashed across my face. I had to keep my eyes shut because my eyes were beginning to sting from all the saltiness of the cum. I never knew just how many men were jacking off and spraying their cum over my naked body, or how many were actually filling my cum soaked ass and pussy. I could only see the ones immediately around me because they were blocking my view of the others. But I think that at least 15-men must have shot their load over or in me.
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Eventually Big Al the owner started guiding people out. My wrists still bound to the bar stool, I lay there dripping in cum, totally stunned with myself and in a state of shock. I started to tremble a bit but fortunately most people were going. As I lay there trying to composing myself and hoping that Big Al would hurry up and come untie me, I looked up and there stood Bambi, one of my co-workers. As she moved nearer, she smiled and said, “You should see some of the shots that I've got. The one with you sucking two cocks at a time is priceless.” I was too stunned to answer at first. I had always been attracted to Bambi so all I could do was stare at the nakedness of her gorgeous body, those perfect breasts of hers that were just the right size, and her long legs. Her long shapely legs went on forever, right up towards the soft tangle of pubic hair cut into a landing strip right above her pretty little pink slit. As Bambi walked towards me, a stray ray of light fell on her crotch and I could see her pretty little pussy wink slightly open as she walked towards me. It was a few second before I realized that Bambi was using her phone to take pictures of me.
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Grabbing my thick auburn hair for balance, Bambi stepped up on the rails of the bar stool and lowered her pussy down on my face. Standing, straddling the bar stool, she opened her slit so that all I had to do was flick my tongue out to lick the throbbing nub of her clit. Her pussy quivered as I pushed my face between her creamy thighs. With a happy squeal, Bambi reached down and fondled my breasts and pinched my nipples. Her clit throbbed against my nose as my tongue went to work, titillating her to the brink of orgasm and then beyond. Bambi’s thighs clamped together and her fingers savagely twisted my nipples as she shuddered and shook through her climex.
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Once she came down from the force of her orgasm, Bambi untied my wrists. Getting weakly to my feet, I went to the back room and retrieved my clothes. From there I went to the restroom so I could use the sink to wipe myself down a bit before, still trembling I put on my clothes.
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My hair was so disgusting that I didn’t even try to do anything with it. It was all stuck together with jelly globs of cum, and without a shower there was nothing that I could do to improve it.
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Big Al, the boss was still there when I came out and he said that he would take me home. In the car I didn't say much. I remember that I didn't want to feel like I had been a total slut and instead I started feeling more like I’d been a victim. I considered myself the victim of gang rape, though I knew full well that I had started it and willed more of it. What’s more I’d even asked my boss for a pay rise while I was initiating the start of things. My ass was really hurting and I couldn’t sit still on it.
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After that eventful evening I was so worried about what diseases I could have caught that I went the next day for blood checks. Then I was on pins and needles for 6-months waiting to be re-tested. I really couldn’t believe how lucky I was when the results of the second blood tests came up negative, too. When I got the results of the second test, I was so relieved that I promised myself that I’d never be so careless again.
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It was a bit difficult going back to work over the next few days, not only because of my sore ass but because I still didn't know which customers had fucked me. It wasn't being talked about much among the other personnel either. I tried to sound out Bambi, but she wasn’t much help. She said that if I were really interested, she’d be more than happy to post the pictures on the Internet so I could go on line and look at them.
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The boss and I had started something though. Even though I’d calmed down considerably after that evening, Big Al was now driving me home every night. We would stop in an out of the way parking lot and I’d let him jack himself off in front of me. I would open my blouse a little or sometimes take my pants off and rub my own clit to orgasm while I watched. There were always the stains on his passenger seat from my orgasms. The gangbang had scared me so much that even though I let him jack off, I wouldn't let Big Al touch me. Even so, he was a man of his word and gave me the pay raise.
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I had one last event while I worked at that bar before I eventually met my first husband. It was with a mature couple. The older bearded man and his wife, a well-dressed middle-aged woman with a maternal chest were regular customers of the bar. One day while I was serving them their drinks at their table, the woman softly took my hand and looked me straight in the eyes and explained that she had always fantasized about a bisexual experience but had never had one. Her husband added that he wouldn't touch me at all, that he would only observe and not even play with himself. They were so harmless that I agreed. I told them that they could pick me up outside the bar about 30-minutes after closing. When we locked up, so as not to disappoint Big Al, I slipped into his office and gave him a quick hand job.
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Saying goodnight to everyone, I walked over to mature couple’s waiting car. Knowing that I was probably starving from working all night, they thoughtfully took me to breakfast at the Denny’s on 19-street in Grand Prairie, and then afterwards to the nice La Quinta Inn located behind it. As soon as we got to our room, I went into the bathroom and showered. When I came out I was completely naked except for a towel wrapped around my hair.
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The lights were already dimmed and like he promised, Jessie was seated across the room out of our way. Mary stood and stared trance like at me as I moved towards her. From her reaction, I don’t think that she’d ever seen a naked lady before. When I got to her I kissed her. I only meant to tease her, to stroke her desires slowly, but suddenly Mary was in command, her mouth demanding. Her hands were busy stroking my hair, skimming over my shoulders and chest to find and exploit my breasts. Then I started to undress her. Once naked, I lay her down on the bed. I knelt over her and started to kiss her body as she ran her fingers through my shampoo smelling hair. She brought my head up to hers and we embraced and rolled our bodies together. Holding Mary brought back fond memories of Sandy’s healthy bosom pressed up against mine.
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I slowly began my downward journey, hardly seeming to move. With kisses and nibbles, I circled her still firm breasts, moving inward until I captured the nipple. It grew hot and hard in my mouth as Mary began squirm under me. I suckled her, using my tongue to bring us both to the edge of delirium. Her breathing was raspy and I could feel the energy flowing from her, pouring out in passion and urgency.
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I moved between her legs and we made love. She cried out in ecstasy as her hips arched up to meet my demanding mouth. But I was far beyond her control. Harder and harder I took her, never feeling the bite of her nails on my flesh. I barely noticed her harsh breathing, as I drug her closer when she could get no closer. I drove her to a crest that was dangerously high. Even the plummet was a shattering thrill. Mary was soon shuddering beneath me, dazed and weak.
I think it had been a very, very long time since Mary had had an orgasm.
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As soon as she caught her breath, I grabbed Mary’s hair and roughly pushed her face between my legs. I don’t like it when my bitches start too aggressively; I like them to take their time getting me there. The build up is so much more pleasurable that way. So as she tongued the moist puffy lips of my slit, I reminded her to be gentle. For a novice she had quite a deft tongue and showed a lot of promise at eating pussy. She tongued and sucked my clit. I had my first orgasm about then. As I felt it boiling up, I grabbed a big handful curly brown hair and buried her face deeper into my pussy. I was shuddering and quaking so hard that I almost fell off the bed. By now Mary was completely submissive to me. She practically worshiped my pussy as she licked me to three more orgasms.
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When I stood up and started gathering up my clothes so that I could get dressed, Jessie, her husband came over and handed me a rather large wad of twenties. I put them in my handbag without saying anything, checked myself out in the mirror in the bathroom, kissed the woman with my tongue and left. I took a taxi back to the apartment. I was still so excited that when I arrived back home I couldn't sleep until morning. I rubbed my clit until I cummed again, but it still didn't calm me down.
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My first husband, Wayne a regular customer at …
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When I Was Young
Part-5-of-6
Door to Door
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My first husband, Wayne a regular customer at the bar was twenty-five years older then me. I tried to be a good housewife and mother to his daughter from his first marriage during the five years we were together. But then I realized that this wasn't me at all. I wanted to be a mother all right, but of my own child. Unfortunately Wayne didn't want to start another family again. When his business started going badly he got despondent and turned more and more to alcohol. Not wanting to let him drag me down with him, I left and returned home to my parents.
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I had been totally faithful to Wayne for the entire five years, even though he had one of those horrible breathing masks at night. There had been just one little incident that doesn't really count though. When his business was doing well, Wayne often let me go to health spa and saunas with the wives of his friends. On one visit I had a masseur who was really well built. I was lying on my front with a towel covering my butt, while he ran his powerful hands over my body. When he started on my legs he ran his hands up to the bottom of my towel but always stopped before going too far. I wasn't going to let him get away with that so the next time he ran his hands up to the towel line, I gently parted my legs allowing his hands to slide further up without obstruction. He soon got the message and was rubbing my pussy, clit and asshole under the towel. He brought me off to a superb orgasm that really made that day. I often secretly brought myself off in the spas by letting the water jets hit my pussy but this was much better.
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After I left Wayne, I had a lot of new relationships that never worked. One day there was this young door-to-door salesman who knocked on the door selling, uh, I don't know books or something. He was much shorter than me and much younger, like 20, but he was such a fast talker, and judging by his accent, probably from the East coast somewhere. I had no idea what he was talking about nor did I care, since I had no intention of buying anything. But I let him go on and on with his sales pitch as I fantasized about telling him to come in and talk it over with my pussy. If he could convince ‘her’ I'd buy something. I was not at all attracted to him, just his mouth. I imagine the kid either had ADD or he was hyped up on something. He had his sales pitch down and all I could do was think about his tongue moving back and forth over my clit. He'd make me cum, I'd buy a magazine, and he'd leave. How perfect would that be? Only in my dreams... I sighed.... a big grin spread across my face.
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Interrupting his sales pitch, I said, “Could you lick my pussy?”
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“Ma’am?” he stammered, looking at me like I was crazy.
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Grabbing his hand and pulling him in the door, I laughed, “What part of lick my pussy do you not understand?” Before he could answer, I started stripping off my clothes. By the time I was naked, I think he got the idea because he started stripping off his own clothes. By the time that he was naked, I was sitting on the couch, with my legs spread wide waiting for him.
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Quickly he dropped to his knees between my legs. Anxiously, I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face down to my pussy. As he went to work with his tongue, I moaned, “Lick me, you bastard.” The second that his tongue entered my pussy, it swept past my engorged clit and boldly went to work on my lust-swollen lips. In seconds I was ready to cum. I shivered uncontrollably as his final barrage of licks rushed me towards an orgasm. It was so powerful, that when I cummed, I squeezed my thighs against the sides of his head. My climaxes came fast, and once they started I couldn’t control them. They must have lasted a good 2-minutes.
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Now that I was finished, I had every intention of sending the kid on his way. But I guess that he had other ideas, because when I opened my mouth to tell him to leave, he waved his cock in my face. For such a little guy he had a big cock. It was a rock hard 8-inches but looked larger because of its girth. I couldn’t resist reaching out and cupping his egg-sized balls. “Pretty fucking big isn’t?” he asked.
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“Its fucking huge, “ I laughed as I pulled him on top of me. Settling between my legs, he placed the head of his cock against my already wet lips and tried to slide it in. reaching down, I used my fingers to spread the lips of my pussy. With my other hand, I rubbed the head up and down my swollen lips, lubricating it with my juices. Still holding my lips open, I slowly pushed his head past my lips. When the guy got the rhythm and pushed his cock in a little deeper and a little deeper, for a minute I thought that he was going to split me in half. But after pausing, my pussy began to stretch and become accustomed to his size and girth.
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Roughly he grabbed my ass-cheeks and lifted me inches off the couch as he drove all the way inside me. I moved my knees up towards my chest as he started thrusting into me. With a whimper I thrust my body into him. Then we got into some serious fucking, our bodies in constant motion. I was so wet that I was providing more than ample lubrication, as he kept pumping in and out of me. By the time he cummed and filled my pussy with several big squirts of cum, he’d gotten me off about a dozen times.
He left me on the couch spent and exhausted, when he dressed and left.
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Even though I’d had a few affairs, I was still feeling on the shelf and wondered if I was ever going to be a mother. Then I met my second husband, English this time. Clive was very shy to begin with but soon learned some tricks of the trade that got me orgasming every time we had sex. We've unfortunately had lots of failures in trying to have a baby, but we persevered and had sex every chance that we got.
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Once I introduced him to it, Clive was really into role-play. One of his favorite scenarios was for me to be a slut whore. I was such a slut and orgasm whore by nature that this persona was perfect for me. Almost any of the outfits that I wore when I was bar hopping were perfect for any common streetwalker. Even my make up was appropriate for walking the street. I got so into this character that we would go to a sleazy hotel and Clive would actually have to pay me for sex. I asked for cash upfront and I always kept the damn money, too.
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Once I was paid Clive used me like he would any other prostitute. He’d put me on my knees and force-feed me his hard cock. Then, he’d grab me by the hair and rough fuck my hot mouth. He rammed his cock so deep into my mouth that I felt its head hit the back of my throat. After I swallowed his first load of cum, he’d put me on my hands and knees, so that he could fuck me dog-style like the slut whore that I was.
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Since he was English, Clive loved my cute little pre-teen schoolgirl persona. In this persona I’d wear white ruffled panties, a starched white blouse, penny-loafers with white knee socks, and a blue and white plaid skirt with suspenders. I would carry a 3-ring notebook binder and schoolbooks. Besides adding freckles to the bridge of my nose and cheeks, my hair would be parted in the middle, and pulled into little pigtails on both sides of my head. I called the pigtails ‘doggie ears’ and I wore them because I knew that the mere sight of them would instantly arouse Clive’s inner passions and make him as hot as hell. He would use them as handles to control my head movements while I was sucking his cock.
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We made a lot of effort to go all out to for role-playing. I liked to wear tall thigh high slut boots. When I did it would make me so horny that sometimes when we were walking home at night I’d pull Clive a few yards down an alley, lean against the wall, lift my skirt. Then with my panties in his pocket, I’d walk the rest of the way home with Clive’s cum dribbling down my thighs. And who know how many blowjobs hiding behind dumpsters. This was Clive’s favorite. He’d drag me into an alley and push me down on my knees behind a dumpster. Once while I was sucking him off, a waitress came out for a smoke break. Not being able to see me for the dumpster, she thought he was a customer sneaking a smoke so she started chatting with him. When she discovered that her lighter didn’t work, she walked around the dumpster as she asked him for a light. When she saw me, she never batted an eye; she just leaned across me so Clive could light her cigarette. Then she leaned against the wall and chatted with Clive while I finished sucking him off. I didn’t find it out until later but she slipped Clive her phone number and suggested that the 3-of us get together sometime.
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He knew my bisexual tendencies as well as my ever-changing moods from being a dominatrix to being a submissive that liked mild abuse. He even learned how to spank me hard enough to bring tears to my eyes but not hard enough to really hurt me too much. I'm sure its good for the cellulite. He was rather shocked, though, the first time he was lying in the bath waiting for the water to fill, when I climbed in standing over him and let the warm pee run down my leg onto him. It gave him an instant erection, though, that I then sat down on and rode. I have very clear non-smelling pee so he even let me crouch over his face once. I love the sensation of that hot liquid running all over me but Clive was a bit too shy to do that to me.
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The next week when Clive arranged a 3-some …
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When I Was Young
Part-6-of-6
3-some
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The next week when Clive arranged a 3-some with the waitress from the alley, and she didn’t have his constraints about either spanking or peeing on me. I was so busy that night sucking Clive’s cock that I didn’t see her give him her phone number, so Clive inviting her over came as a complete surprise to me. When Clive made me fix dinner and serve him drinks later in the nude, I expected an evening of role-play and sex but I had no idea that he’d invited a guest. After dinner when the doorbell rung, he sent me to answer it wearing nothing but a pair of scarlet ‘fuck-me’ stiletto heels. When I answered the door, I was pleasantly surprised to find a very beautiful lady standing there. A very beautiful lady that I found out later was the waitress.
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As I looked at her standing there she lifted her chin defiantly, and the wind took her hair. It danced on the breeze, a wavy mass of rich golden blonde hair that all women are envious of. She was wearing a pair of shorts and a halter-top that did little to conceal the tight curves of her fantastic body. She was as tall as me, 5-foot 7, about 135-140 lbs, and thanks to what I would guess was a sprinkling of Native American blood, she had high cheekbones and dark brown eyes that screamed "take me" yet her innocent pixie face was so sweet and girl next door that you just want to eat her up.
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Without a word the pretty lady stepped forward and kissed me. She kissed me like I’d never been kissed before, with teeth and tongue, nibbling, then devouring, seducing, and then possessing. Scarlet lips clung to scarlet lips in a taste more potent than the Jose Cuervo Tequila Reserva de la Famila at $100 a bottle that Clive and I’d been drinking. When she ran her hands down my arms, I imagined her touch over every inch of my body. My thighs trembled and my breasts ached as I longed for the imaginary to be real.
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When she broke the kiss she whacked my bottom hard enough to make me gasp. By now Clive had joined us and calling her Sharon invited her in. Ignoring me, Sharon greeted Clive with a kiss and the two of them walked arm and arm into the den. As she glided gracefully up the hall, I saw that she was wearing a little heel to accent her legs. I could tell by the way that she walked that she didn't have to be told her firm shapely ass was set off by her heels. As I stared, Clive tossed over his shoulder, “Fix the lady a drink, Bitch.” By the time I got to the den Sharon was sitting on the sofa. If I thought Sharon was pretty standing at the door, sitting on the sofa naked she was a goddess. She had long perfect dancers legs, with tanned thin ankles and full calves and creamy thighs..
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Squirming around, Sharon pulled her ass to the very edge of the sofa and parted her legs widely enough for me to gaze upon the most beautiful pussy that I’d ever seen. The wetness of Sharon’s arousal glistened upon her clean shaven lips; her opening expanding and contracting, ‘winked’ at me so to speak as her panting breath lifted and dropped her tight stomach and abdomen. A low, beast-like growl emanated from deep down in my throat. As I stood there mesmerized, she looked up and caught me staring at her crotch. With a smile, she looked over at Clive and said, “You’re right, Clive, she looks even better without clothes.
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Then as she ran a finger sensuously up and down her perfect slit, Sharon looked up at me and purred, “Lick it, slut.”
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Not needing to be told twice, I was on my knees between her outstretched legs. Somehow, I wound up with my face resting on her thigh as I watched the delicate lips of her pussy pulsing slightly with the rhythm of her breathing; I couldn’t resist gently blowing in it. Sharon giggled as my warm breath made her quiver.
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After kissing my way up Sharon’s thigh, I was unable to resist flicking out my tongue and gently caressing her slit. Her skin seemed to get hotter by the second as my tongue caressed the puffy pink lips of her delicate pussy. As I separated her moist lips, her moans grew louder. Sharon was so turned on that she gasped and moaned uninhibitedly as she squirmed sensuously all over the sofa. Talking explicitly the whole time, telling me how great it was having my mouth on her pussy.
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Enthusiastically I licked her throbbing clit until Sharon was screaming in ecstasy. In a fit of total sexual pleasure Sherry held onto the sides of my head, while she bucked wildly against my face. Leaning back on the sofa, Sharon spread her legs as wide as she could in an attempt to give me better access to her pussy. Backing off, I lovingly ran my tongue along her milky flesh, licking the crease where her legs connected to her torso. Then I moved back softly kissing the moist flesh of her womanhood, then running my tongue up and down the length of her engorged slit.
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I slid a hand up her thigh and gently pulled her lips apart, running my tongue down in between them as I hunted her clit. I could smell her very strongly now, her aroma filling my nostrils and making my blood pump even faster. Fervently I stroked her clit with my tongue, making her writhe around even more. Wrapping my other arm around her leg, my hand was in a position to keep her lips open. My tongue was now working on her clit, along with the occasional sucking. By now Sharon's hips were leaving the sofa as she pushed her hips up against my face, her hands pushing on the back of head, keeping my mouth on her clit.
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All of a sudden Sharon froze, her hands squeezing the back of my head tightly. As she ground her clit against my tongue, her breathing became a desperate pant. After what could only have been a few seconds, Sharon’s hips dropped back down to the sofa and her hands released my head.
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I looked into Sharon’s slightly glazed over eyes, feeling warmth inside me that was fueled by her smile. Her face and chest were both somewhat flushed as she sat up and kissed me on the lips. She forced her tongue in my mouth, completely unperturbed by where it had very recently been. She broke it off this time, flashing another wonderful smile at me. "That was so, so wonderful. I really didn't think it was possible for something to feel that good."
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As Sharon got up and slinked around behind me, my eyes were draw to her thin waist, her flat tummy and the dark nippled large round aureoles on her perfect perky breasts. I lowered my eyes in dismay, until Sharon’s hand gripped my hair and raised my face so that our lips could meet again. Her lips pressed against mine, forcing me to open my mouth and yield to her thrusting tongue. My stomach flipped and my knees got weak as with fingers still wrapped in my long auburn hair, Sharon pulled me into the darkened bedroom. Then Sharon spun me around, facing the door and I felt a silk cloth on my face, covering my eyes. Once I was blindfolded, Sharon took my wrists in one hand and brusquely led me over and unceremoniously shoved me onto the bed.
I sprawled onto my back with a gasp, and then my wrists and ankles were gripped, pulling me spread eagle on the bed. Soft rope encircled my wrists and ankles as I was tugged and pushed firmly into place. By the time they finished binding me, my pussy dripped onto the cool sheet under me.
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Climbing on top of me, Sharon slowly inched her way up my helpless body, letting her hair dance upon my belly before leaning over and grazing my breasts with her lips, kissing and gently biting my nipples. When she caught my nipple in her teeth, it took away my breath and sent tingles through my body to the tips of my toes. Soft murmurs escaping from my lips, told Sharon that I was enjoying myself.
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I jumped and groaned as my other nipple was sucked into a hot mouth. Suddenly there were 2-tongues swirling around the hard peaks, lips pulling as I squirmed beneath them, my back arching to press them more firmly into the sucking mouths. I moaned as a hand moved down my stomach, past my navel, down onto my hips. Then I held my breath as it trickled across the small patch of curly pubic hair just above my slit. Another hand swept down my other side and onto my inner thigh, my legs spreading on their own, as far as the ropes would allow.
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The fingers moved from my pubic patch into my slit, dipping into my moisture, and then gently spreading my folds open. Still both mouths continued to pull and suck on my nipples as my body writhed under them. The second hand crept up my thigh and now more fingers explored my wet crevices. I groaned as the second hand pressed first one and then 2-fingers inside me. The first hand, not to be left out, flicked over my clit and I arched my hips up, begging for more. The fingers played with my clit, stroking it gently, firmly, as the ones inside me curled and stroked, finding my g-spot. They could feel the intense burning orgasm began to shudder deep in my pussy so their pace quickened. My lungs struggled to take in oxygen, and then pain flashed through me from my nipples, gripped in their teeth, and I screamed.
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They bit and rolled my hard nipples between their lips as their fingers continued to torture my clit. And then the pain from my breasts flared down my body and into my clit and I erupted. Helplessly I strained against my bonds, against their mouths and fingers, grinding my clit into their hands as the spasms shook me. Relentless, the pair of mouths sucked on my sore nipples as the tremors continued. Strong fingers pulled on my clit as it throbbed, so sensitive that if I could I would have pulled my legs together. But I was helplessly bound and could only beg them to stop.
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Someone positioned themselves between my open legs. It must have been Clive because I felt him place his cockhead against my hot, swollen lips. A shiver ran through my sexy little body as he slowly rubbed his knob up and down my opening. Then passion and tenderness gave way to heated lust as both our bodies screamed for satisfaction and release. Crawling further up my body and pinning me beneath him, Clive’s throbbing cock found my moist, lubricated opening. I gasped with pleasure as he slid his cock in just far enough for my lips to engulf the head. He paused for several seconds, and then with a single thrust he was fully inside me, filling me completely with his manhood. His balls pressed hard against my ass as he held himself deep within the hot, tight confines of my pussy.
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Clive’s fingers griped tightly to my upper arms and my head was thrown back as heavy groans of ecstasy escaped my lips. Then I giggled like a little nymph as he drew slowly back and thrust deep into me again. Over and over, Clive thrust into me, adhering to my call for him to take me hard and fast. Sweat ran from his body, dropping onto my steamy flesh and trickling down my sides onto the sheets. With a deep groan, Clive pushed into me one last time, his cock injecting my pussy with burst after hot burst of hot sticky cum. My body trembled as my pussy contracted and squeezed every precious drop from him as another orgasm washed through me.
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No sooner did Clive move away, than Sharon took his place. My legs jerked as she kissed her way up my leg and across my stomach. Then she leaned over me and brushed her breasts across my lips. When I sucked her nipple into my mouth, she quickly pulled away and scolded me for not asking permission. I made my voice sound as apologetic as possible and asked if I could please kiss her nipple. Giggling, she lowered her breast back to my mouth and made a small noise as I clamped my teeth around her nipple and began to suck. “That's a good little slut,” she moaned.
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Sharon let me continue to suck her for a while and then turned herself around into a 69-position over me and lowered her head between my legs. I could feel her hair brushing my thighs and her warm breath on my bare flesh, but nothing else. I could smell the heady aroma of her pussy above me so I strained to reach her. She moved again and asked, “What is that you want? You have to tell me.”
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“I want to lick your pussy.”
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“You didn't say please.”
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“Please let me lick your pussy,” I whimpered.
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”Do it the way I like it,” Sharon purred, “Nice and slow and gentle and maybe I'll lick you, too.” As she lowered her pussy to my mouth and I stuck my tongue out to find her clit. My tongue gently probed the thick folds of skin until I found it. Then I flattened my tongue and began to eagerly lick it up and down very slowly.
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Meanwhile, Sharon was leaning down between my legs again. Then as if to taunt me, she moved her body down and knelt between my legs. Then she began to flick her tongue against my clit. I moaned loudly and cummed again rather quickly. Sharon continued to lick me, slower and slower and then withdrew her fingers from me. She slid her hands gently down my legs and I could feel my wetness on her fingers as she stroked my legs. She untied my ankles and then slid her fingers into my mouth. I was greeted by a strange and alien taste, a strange mix of salt, bitterness, and sweetness. I didn't have much time to dwell on it though because Sharon climbed back up on top of me and positioned her pussy over my face.
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Her face between my legs, Sharon licked the walls before pushing her tongue as deep as she could into my cum filled pussy. She then refocused her attention to my clit, alternating between sucking it and flicking it with her tongue. At the same time she sank her middle finger deep inside my pussy. I immediately arched my back, and placed my legs around her head. Within me arose a wave of pleasure even more intense than the one I’d felt before. Her head thrashed violently back and forth.
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As my tremors subsided, Sharon lowered her pussy down and immediately began rubbing it against my face. “I want you to make me cum now and I want to cum quickly,” she panted. She was extremely wet as I started licking her clit. I licked her slowly. She was moaning and saying something, but I couldn't understand it and I didn't want to stop. I was still licking her tantalizingly slowly and softly and I could feel the muscles inside her quivering. When she went off, it was like a tidal. She was crying out and thrashing around so hard that it was difficult for me to keep licking her while she cummed. But I somehow managed to keep licking until her pussy was relaxed.
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By the time that Clive untied me, Sharon had dressed and gone.
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A couple of weeks later I surprised Clive again when I bought a men’s suit. With my chest in a tight man's shirt and my hair slicked back I went clothes shopping. While I was out I got a lot of looks from both men and women. When I was out shopping I always used young female sales clerks who were often very curious. When I was trying on clothes I left the curtain open quite a bit and didn’t hesitate to pop out half naked to ask them what they thought. While running my hands sensuously up and down my body, I’d ask them if whatever I was trying on looked good on me or not. One young girl clearly couldn't resist herself. She slipped her hand down the back of the trousers that I was trying on and caressed my bottom for about 10-minutes while she said that they didn't hug as tight as they should.
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Clive’s and my relationship didn’t last though, and we eventually came to a parting of the ways. I realize that life begins at forty and that I’m lucky that I’ve still got a very sexy body. I intend to use it too. I think the thing that’s turned me on the most over the years is when I’ve been given money. I don’t have sex for the money, only for my own pleasure. At first it really made me feel like a real slut and turned me on when I was given money without asking for it after having had sex. Now I find it even more exciting to be given money before having sex. It makes me feel like a common whore. It is so sluttish to have temporarily sold my body to someone else to do with completely as they wish. The difference is that once I take their money I feel an obligation to give my body to them.
Now that I’m single and unattached again I’d love to relive my gangbang experience but in a fully packed nightclub in the middle of the dance floor. Can anyone help arrange this fantasy to come true for me?
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The end…
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