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Wanda------Wanda had a strange fetish…she liked to hold my cock while I pissed…at first she’d stand beside me and hold it…then she started to really get into it…she’d sit down on the bathtub, grab my cock and run the spray around in the commode like she was using a water hose…then she started throwing a cigarette but in the commode and play sink the battle ship with my spray…one night in between rounds of sex Wanda got up buck naked and went to the kitchen to get us a beer…when she stayed gone too long I put on my robe and went in search of her…I found her (still buck naked) sitting on the couch drinking her beer and bull-shitting with my teenage son and 4 or 5-of his football buddies…needless to say the boys were all getting an eye full…with a laugh, I took my beer from her and went back in the bedroom…when she finally re-joined me, showing off for the hot-little boys (actually they were seniors) made her so hot that she fucked my brains out…

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More Wanda------Once we were sated, Wanda told me why she liked to be spanked… Her father was a 6-foot 4-inch very strict Baptist preacher… He didn’t really like his daughters dating, so he was very strict about their curfews… Anyway one Friday night she got home about 15-minutes late… He father was furious… as soon as she walked in the door, he grabbed her and ripped off her skirt…the sound of him ripping off his belt, scared her so bad that she tried to run…he grabbed her by the wrist and as she ran in a circle around him, he lashed her across her panty covered ass with his belt…the 3rd-time he lashed her, she had her first orgasm…by the time he finished with her, she’d cummed 3 or 4- more times and her knees were so weak she almost couldn’t stand up…she was still so frightened that if I unthinkingly yanked my belt off in a aggressive manner, she would pee her panties… We fucked until 4-o’clock in the morning…we must have done everything but swing from the light fixture…I was up by 6 and on the way to work…When I got home at 4:30 the next day, she was sitting on my steps waiting for me… We went out and grabbed a bite to eat and were back in my bed 6:30… Again we fucked until 4:00…then again on Tuesday she was waiting on my steps…again supper and fucking until 4:00…Wednesday, there she was again…this time I asked her if she thought I was superman? …I told her that I’d had less than 5-hours sleep in the last 3-nights…I told her that I was exhausted and I was going to bed…She took me to super, gave me a bubble bath, and then tucked me into bed………After that it was fuck for 3-nights…sleep 1…I think we kept that up for about 3-months…then she moved back to Odessa and back to her husband ….. When it came to sex there was nothing she wouldn’t do…one night while I was in bed with Wanda another girlfriend called up and wanted to come over…as a lark, I tied up and gagged Wanda and propped her up in my walk-in closet so that she had an unobstructed view of my bed… then I went and picked up Margie and brought her to my apartment…then I spent 2-hours fucking Margie with Wanda watching…by the time we finished I’d ate Margie’s pussy, she’d sucked my cock, and I’d fucked her dog-style until she almost passed out from the massive orgasms…between the 2-of us the air was thick with the aroma of sex…when I got back from taking Margie home and untied Wanda, she was so aroused that she was a mad woman for about 2-hours…she jerked my pants open and sucked me off right there in the closet…I hadn’t showered so the taste of Margie on my cock drove her crazy…then she drug me too my bed and mounted me cowgirl-style and rode me like a bucking bronco…by the time that she was sated I was numb from the waist down… During this period I had a very young daughter, that my ex-wife thought nothing of leaving at home alone at night while she went out…consequent even if I was in bed having sex I had to answer the phone in case my daughter was having an emergency…So what’s the deal about girls liking to give me head while I was on the phone? … My ex-Barbara, Wanda, and Linda just to name a few would have my cock in their mouth almost as soon as I said, “Hello.”…Even one-nightstands would go down on me while I was on the phone…

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Wanda------When we’d caught our breath, Wanda threw me down on the bed and climbed on top of me… With my cock buried deep in her pussy, she began to ride me like I was a horse… This was fun for a while, but even when the girl takes the lead, I prefer the top position… When I attempted to put my arms around her and gently roll us over so that I was on top, Wanda slapped my hands away. Then with a strange look in her eyes, she grabbed my shoulders, pinned me to the bed, and continued to roughly ride my cock…I have a stubborn streak and will not be pinned by anyone, not even a girl as hot as Wanda… I didn’t realize how strong Wanda was until I tried to get her hands off my shoulders and her off the top of me… If it hadn’t been for my martial arts training, I believe that I would have had to strike her with my fist to have gotten her off…Using a simple martial arts trick, I broke her grip on my left shoulder and rolled us both over with me coming out on top… When I pinned her shoulders to the matters, her eye glazed over, and on her face was the most submissive look that I’ve ever seen on anyone, either male or female, since… As I began to roughly drive my cock deep into Wanda’s pussy, I was surprised to discover that all through out scuffle for dominance my cock had remained buried in her pussy… In her intense state of arousal it only took about 4 or 5-hard thrusts before Wanda’s body was again racked by a series of mind numbing orgasms…I was so caught up in a combination of anger and sexual arousal, that when Wanda’s shudders subsided I grabbed a big hand full of her flaming red hair and drug her face to my crotch… Kneeling there with a hand full of her hair, I watched as she meekly licked and sucked her pussy juice off my still erect cock… Physically over powering Wanda, then forcing her to lick her own juices off my cock, made me feel like a god… I don’t think that I’d ever felt so powerful in my life… It suddenly came home to me that she was really mine to do with as I pleased… She was already down on her hands and knees, so, with my fingers still entwined in her hair, I moved behind her… Once there, I forced her to reach back and insert my cock into her soaking pussy… As I felt its head enter her pussy, I brutally rammed my cock balls deep into her pussy… I got a perverse pleasure from her loud moans and groans as I fucked her ‘dog style’ like the bitch that she was… I’d never fucked anyone like her before… She couldn’t seem to quit climaxing… Eventually, she was so drained that her legs gave way, and she sprawled on her face… As she laid there gasping for breath, I sat up on the side of the bed so that I could work the kinks out of my legs… When she got her breath, she slid off the bed and knelt between my legs… With a demure little smile, she leaned forward and slowly engulfed my still erect cock into her warm mouth… Even though her mouth felt incredible, for some reason she was unable to make me cum… Lying herself across my lap like a naughty little girl, Wanda told me that since she couldn’t make me cum in her mouth, that she needed to be punished… My blood was still running hot, so I needed no other invitation… The second time my hand connected with her bare ass, she climaxed all over my lap… And, she continued to climax as I administered 10-more loud slaps on her now crimson ass… After her spanking, I laid Wanda on her back, and spread her legs… Moving my hips between her wide spread legs, I placed the red-hot head of my cock between her wet, slippery lips… Then I raised her legs and braced them against my chest, burying my stiff boner all the way inside her briny cauldron of raw passion and started to slowly fuck her… Her high-pitched squeal as I entered her caused me to smile… By now, both her ankles were over my shoulders and her knees were flattening her breasts, and she was moaning and gasping in time with my steady, powerful thrusts… After I’d brought forth another moan from her by leaning forward and gently pinching her nipples, Wanda gripped my ass tightly and urged me on, as I vigorously stuffed my throbbing cock into her about twenty-five times as hard as I could… I was pumping her methodically, pushing my cock all the way in, slowly pulling it almost out and then slamming it back in so that our flesh made slapping noisily as our bodies connected… Once we were sated, Wanda told me…

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Wanda------The only true redhead that I ever dated was Wanda…Wanda was bi-sexual and totally kinky…she was into almost everything including bondage and spanking…Her is an excerpt from ‘The Abduction,’ that is based on the fist time I fucked Wanda. We’d known each other and our families had gone to church together since junior high. I had actually dated her sister, Liz and my younger brother had gone out with her a few times. We’d both married and had kid’s and I hadn’t seen her for several years…. then one day I was walking down the hall at work and ran into her an a personal rep…I spoke but since she was obviously taking care of business I kept walking…Wanda chased me down and got my phone number…the next day I had four wisdom teeth pulled so didn’t go to work that week…Sunday I worked over time and had just gotten home, when I got a call from her that she wanted to come to my apartment and show me her new blue Mustang……When she came over I took her to a quiet neighborhood bar so I could buy her a couple of drinks and then get rid of her. While we were having a drink she asked me if I remembered when she and my brother and her sister and I went on a double date? As the custom in those days, we went to a drive-in. when the girls went to the restroom, as a joke my brother and I switched places… I had the dome light disconnected and we were parked in a dark area…so when the girls came back, Liz jumped in the front with my brother and Wanda jumped in the back with me…as soon as Wanda got in I started making out with her…in the dark she couldn’t tell the difference between us…but as soon as I kissed her she knew that it wasn’t my brother…I guess she liked the way I kissed because she didn’t want to switch back…when Liz discovered that we’d switched places, she threw a little tantrum until we switched back…when she reminded me of the incident she told me that making out with me ‘woke up womanly’ feelings that she’d never experienced before…even though it’d been a good 15-years, she still wondered what it would be like to sleep with me…then she asked, “Are we going to sit here wasting out time drinking and talking , or are we going to your apartment and fuck?”…We were in bed within 15-minutes (5 o’clock)…As we lay down she immediately climbed in the middle of the bed and I slid over next to her… Taking her in my arms I began to kiss her on the lips and her moist lips parted and her supple tongue swooped into my mouth… As our tongues danced, my hands caressed her still sensitive breasts… I loved the feel of her firm breasts and nipples… Eagerly I moved down to her nipples and started sucking on them… When I moved my hand down and stroked her pussy, she eagerly bucked her hips against my hand… Letting go of her nipple, I started to kiss my way down her firm muscular belly towards her pussy… When I got there I marveled at the little turf of red hair she still had above her slit… It was the prettiest pussy that I’d ever seen and the only true redhead that I ever fucked…Going between her legs, I spread them as far as I could, and then ran my tongue along the inside of her creamy white thigh… Almost immediately I had my face buried in the only true red head pussy that I ever screwed… And although sparse, Wanda had the softest pubic that I’d ever rubbed my face in… tenderly I kissed the soft, moist flesh of her puffy womanhood and ran my tongue up and down her damp slit… As I savored the sweet, musky taste I found there, she franticly bucked her hips up to meet me… She had a clean, sweet tasting pussy that she adored to have eaten… She was so hot that her pussy quivered as I flicked my tongue between her the dewy folds of her pussy… Her clit throbbed against my nose, as I licked on her pink lips and sucked on her swollen slit, driving her absolutely crazy… Reaching up and spreading her delicate lips, I licked her throbbing nub until Wanda screamed in orgasm… Like all true sensuous women, Wanda was multi orgasmic, into kinky sex, and as we both learned later, bisexual as well… We started out with me kneeling between her legs and her long legs wrapped around my neck and her fingers entwined in my hair as she guided my flicking tongue to her most sensitive spots… As soon as my tongue entered her already wet pussy, Wanda began to moan. A moan that turned into a scream as she simultaneously yanked my face deeper into her hot pussy and clamped her legs tighter around my neck… A deluge of female juices drenching my face accompanied her scream… In a fit of total sexual pleasure, she bucked wildly against my face as her body was racked by 3-traumatic orgasms, one right after the other…When we’d caught our breath, Wanda threw me down on the bed and …

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3-some------After Sharon, I changed apartments a couple of times and wound up in Tree Top…At this point in time I had screwed a lot of girl, but not freaky ones….so when it came to sex I was still very naïve….thanks to Barbara I could give almost any girl multiply orgasms, but I just wasn’t into kink yet… About 5 0’clock I was on the way home from 6-Flags Mall and decided to stop for a cold beer. As I was drinking my beer I looked around and there was only about 5-other customers, all male… 3 that looked like they’d been there since opening time and 2 that looked like they were on the way home from work…I decided that I was a dumbass for wasting my time with a bunch of guys…I had too much to do at home…when I stood up to leave 2-girls came in…they looked around the empty bar and sat down by me…suddenly I wasn’t in such a big hurry to leave……after a couple of drinks I invited the blonde to my apartment for a little fun and games…she wanted to know what we would do with her friend….i said leave her at the bar and I’d bring her back after we played….about an hour later same thing, except I offered to pre-pay for friends drinks…while the blonde and I were talking, the friend was dancing and drinking with a couple of guys so it wasn’t like she would have been alone…about 11, I decided it was a lost cause so I got real bold…she said the problem was her friend didn’t want to stay at the bar…I suggested that she come along and way TV/ movies/ listen to music, her choice while the blonde and I were in the bed room…

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Sharon------Besides being the dearest and sweetest, she was also probably by far the most brilliant girl that I ever dated… She was extremely well read and knowledgeable about both local and world events… On top of that, she could carry on an interesting and intelligent conversation… When I was dating her, she’d just finished college, and she was a reporter for the local newspaper… Two things caused us to split up… Her fiancé finished collage so she got married and took an executive position at one of LB Johnson’s TV studios in Corpus Christy.. Even though we’d dated for almost a year, she’d been engaged the whole time… The only reason that she didn’t break it off with her fiancé and marry me was because of my kids… Don’t get me wrong, she loved my kids and would baby-sit for me on Saturdays when I had to work… But, she was fresh out of collage and just starting her career and the responsibility of a ready made family was too over whelming for her…that and she was worried about getting caught up in Barbara and my custody battle…Sharon was by no means a virgin the first time that I made love to her but she did have limited experience. ..I refer to it as making love to her, instead of fucking, because that was exactly what I was doing… I was making love to her… She was a cool, willowy beauty with long slim legs, the cutest little apple butt, and sweetest tasting pussy that I’ve ever tasted… I liked to turn her over on her stomach and nibble and kiss the cheeks of her cute butt until she’d start giggling… Then I’d flip her over and eat her pussy… From the way that she acted, I must have either been the first guy to ever eat her pussy or at least the first one to give her an orgasm…After the first time that I ate her to an orgasm, she was content to just lay back and let me eat her pussy for an hour or more… She’d just lie there purring like a kitten as I buried my face in her sweet, sweet pussy… Sporadic shuddering and the loud groan of an orgasm occasionally broke up her purring… The hair on her sweet tasting pussy was as fine and soft as silk, rather that coarse and kinky like Barbara’s big thick bush of pubic hair… It was so soft that I found myself eating her pussy far more than I fucked it just so I could rub my face in her silken pubic hair… One evening I laid her face down over a big padded footstool, so that I could kiss and make love to her fantastic little butt… While I had her there, I spread her legs, and ate her pussy from the back. When I finished she was too spent to move so I knelt behind her and fucked her doggie-style… She went crazy… apparently no one had ever fucked her from the rear before and she loved it… I lost count of her orgasms...By the time that I was finished, the footstool was soaked with her cum, and she was too exhausted to move… As she lay there catching her breath, I filled her bathtub with warm water and bubble bath… Then I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom and laid her in the tub… As she laid there savoring the feel of the warm water, I shampooed her hair and gave her a bath...Then I lifted her out of the tub, dried her off, and tucked her into bed… The next night she wanted me to fuck her doggie style again… She was hooked…There was much more between Sharon and I, than sex… We shared many of the same interests… We both loved to read… We enjoyed movies, collectables and antiques… She was afraid to ride, but she still liked to go out to the pasture with me when it was my turn to feed the horses… We even took walks together…I loved Sharon her with all my heart and soul… If there would have been any way for me to have married her, I would have… But, alas, the decision wasn’t mine to make…

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Sharon------Sharon lived in the partying apartment complex that I moved into when I left Barbara… We became friends, then lovers in a very unusual fashion...Our first conversation was about some nice pieces of pink Depression glass that I had displayed in my window… She warned me that the direct sun light would fade the colors… After that, any time we ran into each other coming and going from our apartments we’d speak… One afternoon when we spoke, I noticed than she looked perplexed…it seems that she was having a problem with an article that she was trying to write… When I heard the subject matter, I started laughing… Then I explained that the reason that she was having a problem was because the story started 20-years ago… I knew because I’d lived in GP since 1951 and knew where all ‘the bodies were buried.’… Then I explain in detail the history leading up to the story she was trying to write… soon she was taking notes…The next afternoon she showed up at my apartment with a 2-page, well researched and well written story, that she wanted me to be the first to read… Her article was marvelous, and she said she owed it all to me…. Without my background she would never have been able to write the article… Unfortunately, her editor didn’t want to anger or offend anyone that might advertise in his paper, so before he ran her article, he removed everything controversial… When the article appeared in print, instead of 2 pages, it was 2-dull paragraphs… From then own, whenever Sharon had an article to write, she’d pick my brain… At the very least, I’d give her a place to start looking…She would write the most fantastic 2 and 3-page articles that, other than the editor, no one but me ever read… Sharon was smart though…Even though the editor chopped up her article, she’d put a copy of the original article in her portfolio… That way, any prospective employers could see what she wrote before it was edited… Judging by the new job that she got, it worked…She was hired to be a Vice-president in Austin at one of Lyndon Johnson’s TV stations…… One of the best stories that she ever wrote involved the ‘Yellowbelly Drag Strip’… A drunken idiot had climbed over an 8-foot retaining wall and gotten himself ran over and killed by a dragster… Without checking the facts, all the local newspapers crucified the drag strip… Sharon called me at work the next day and asks me if I could get her a lead on Chauncey, the girl who owned the Yellow belly?… She had inherited it from O. L. Nelmens…the Texas millionaire famous for covering the state with semi-trailers with ‘Thanks for helping O. L. Nelmens make another million’… Texans loved him for being so gutsy and honest… Sharon was not the type to needless call me at work, so I knew that the story was very important to her… I told her that I’d see what I could find out and call her back….. I immediately called an old friend that I’d known since grade school… Larry D------r and Chauncey had dated for several years and were still good friends… If anyone could get in touch with Chauncey, he could… Because I vouched for Sharon, Chauncey agreed to call Sharon from an untraceable pay phone and give her a phone interview… Sharon impressed Chauncey so much, that they met at Yellowbelly and had a face-to-face interview… Sharon’s story was the only one that told the true story… The idiot that got himself killed had to climb an 8-foot wall that had a sign with 4-foot tall letters warning people of the danger, to do it. You just can’t protect some people from their own stupidity……. Besides being the dearest and sweetest, she was also the…

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Barbara----To make matters worse, when Barbara got to work the next morning, the only engineer that she’d never fucked called her into his office… He reminded her that she didn’t have a degree, and that a condition of her promotion to engineering tech was that she enrolled in college and worked toward getting one… He then informed her that she’d had two years to get her degree, and in that time she hadn’t even earned a single credit… Since getting a degree was one of the conditions of her promotion and she’d done nothing about it for two years, she was fired… Right before she came over, one of her friends from work called and told her that her job had been taken by a younger, prettier girl… The younger girl, like Barbara, had also got the job by fucking the engineers for it…… I don’t know why, but anytime her ‘ego’ needed a boost, she could always get it by fucking me… Tonight was no exception… She wasn’t satisfied with a sympatric shoulder to cry on, she had to have sex… I could always tell when she wanted to fuck… She’d take my cock out and start sucking it… She went home around two o’clock well fuck and with her ego restored… I went to sleep with my balls drained and our combined juices all over my face…… I never played around on Barbara until after my 29-birthday… Then, as I explain in a later chapter, I blame my infidelity on Barbara… Once I started playing around I made up for lost time… By the time topless dancer Linda and I started living together, I fuck over 500-plus different girls… On a scale of 1 to 10, all but one was a '9' or better… Like they say, ‘life’s too short to fuck fat women,’ especially when there are so many charming ones that are so anxious to offer me their sweet pussies…. I think that my success with women was based on something that an old man told me when I was about 16 or 17… He advised me to always eat my wife’s pussy… According to him ‘someone’ was going to eat it for her… My only choice was whether it was going to be me or someone else that ate it… I guess I was eating pussy about 10-years or better before it was socially acceptable and everyone else started doing it… I ate the pussy, at least once and most likely more, of all 500-of the girls that I slept with. …… When Barbara and I split up, I got custody of our son, ER. Because T a was only three years old, Barbara got custody of her… At that point in time, fathers didn’t normal get custody of their children, so I had to pay for the privilege… Since I was making 6-cents an hour more than Barbara, the judge magnanimously only charged me $100 a month child support for T and nothing for ER since he was going to live with me…… By the time our divorce went through I had three major sources of sex… First I moved into a parting complex… Many an exciting things happened to me while I lived in that complex, not the least of which was all the girls that lived there… I couldn’t believe the availability of pussy in this complex… Even a 34-year old guy like me was in demand… Of course it helped that I was in good shape from working out in Karate for the last six years… Guys my age were especially in demand by the hot young girls that were looking for a husband… They’d go out with eligible young men in their age range, tell them that they weren’t ‘that kind of girl’ and refuse to have sex with them out of wedlock… these sweet young things would come home from their dates ‘horny’, give their boyfriend a good night kiss at the door, the sneak over to my apartment and screw my brains out… I’ve screw many girls at night, then the next day attended their wedding… I always wished the happy couple the best… The funny thing is that I always meant it… I never begrudged any of my girls a long and happy marriage… I loved Cottonwood Square Apartments; there was never a dull moment.

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un-married------They might have been trying to set something up, because she and Barbara both ran around the house in varying degrees of undress… Instead of sleeping by herself on the couch, Linda slept in our king size bed with Barbara and me… This meant that I saw her in her nightgown or less on a daily basis. Linda slept on one side of the bed, with Barbara in the middle, and me on the other side… To this day, I think that they were trying to set me up for a 3-way, but I was just too naïve to realize it. ……. Barbara was so damn sexy and took so much pleasure in having her pussy eaten that I’m quiet certain that she would have enjoyed having another girl eat her pussy… If another girl ate her pussy first, I don’t think Barbara would have had a bit of trouble eating hers in return… Hell, for all I know she and Linda ate each other’s pussy every night while I was at work and I just never knew it… With the kids in bed asleep, and with me at work, they would have had plenty of time and opportunity virtually every night… Or, she might have tried lesbian sex later… But, I know one thing, if she ever tried it, I’ll bet she liked it….. Even though I’d was too naïve at the time to comprehend it, Barbara was a slut when I met her, a slut when we got married and would most likely always be a slut… She was an inexperienced slut, but a slut none-the-less… In a way I was an extremely lucky guy, because as she became more and more uninhibited she taught me more about and gave me a far better sex than most married guys even dream about… By the time Barbara got her confidence back, and dumped me, she was such a total slut that she would fuck anything with a cock… She thought that she could get anything that she wanted in life by sucking and fucking for it… She started going to a club called ‘Sweet Water.’ wearing tight fitting jeans and flirting with all the guys… It wasn’t long until she was the ‘queen bee’ and every guy there was vying for the honor of spending the night with her… I can’t say as I blamed them, she did give one hell of a blowjob… Hell, even if I was mad at her, I still let her suck my cock anytime that she wanted to… Barbara worked at an electronics plant in Irving, and since long before our divorce, she’d been fucking everything with a cock there, too… She even got an engineering tech. job by fucking the engineers… During this time, she would often call me at three in the morning to tell me how big a cock that the guy she was fucking that night had, and how much better a lover he was than me… The thing that I never understood was, if the guy was so damn good, how could she tear herself away long enough to call? .. Almost every time she called, I was in bed with a woman… The funny thing was that, be it jealousy or what, the girl would always suck my cock while I was on the phone with Barbara… I felt sorry for Barbara… She found out the hard way that nothing she got by fucking was permanent, either in business or in her personal life… One evening she came by my apartment heart broken and crying her eyes out… The night before, when she went to Sweet Water there was a new red headed girl in the place… She was young and pretty and had all the hard cocked guys falling all over themselves trying to attract her attention… It was the only time Barbara ever went to Sweet Water and had to go home alone.…. Then to make matters worse, when she

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un-married------Then there was Barbara’s cute little pre-teen schoolgirl persona… In this persona she’d wear white ruffled panties, a starched white blouse, penny-loafers with white knee socks, and a blue and white-checkered skirt with suspenders… She would carry a 3-ring notebook binder and schoolbooks… Besides adding freckles to the bridge of her nose and cheeks, her hair would be parted in the middle, and pulled into little pigtails on both sides of her head… I called the pigtails ‘doggie ears’ and she wore them because she knew that the mere sight of them would instantly arouse my inner passions and made me as hot as hell… I use to use them as handles to control her head movement while she was sucking my cock… One cold, cold night there was a knock and when I answered the door, there stood Barbara in her big knee length winter coat, with her Russian style matching fur hat on her head… As soon as the door was shut behind her, she smiled and dropped her coat… There she stood, except for her fur hat and her high heels, naked as the day that she was born… She looked so damn hot, that right there in the middle of the kitchen; I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her pretty little pink pussy… My tongue made her climax so hard that her knees gave away causing her to fall across my shoulder… Her massive orgasm left her so weak that I had to lift her up and carry her over my shoulder to my bedroom… Her showing up naked at my back door in the middle of the night turned me on so much that we fucked for a couple of hours… I left her so spent that she had to take a nap before she could drive home…. I found out later that I had Jim, her boyfriend from work to thank for this torrid affair and the marathon sex… It seems that Barbara had been nothing but someone for him to fuck while he was getting a divorce… Once he got his divorce he dumped her and married someone else… Her ego was crushed, so she turned to me for sex until her ego was restored… He caused me to have so mush hot sex with Barbara that I think that if I ever see him again, I owe him a thank you… Of course once she felt good about herself again, she got herself a boyfriend… Then it was her turn to dump me… The only thing that I regret about my time with Barbara was that I never did anal on her and that we never did a 3-way with another girl… Although Barbara never mentioned a 3-way, when I look back I see instances where she set up several situations that should have easily turned into a 3-way, but I was too naïve to realize what she was doing… For instance, Linda, Barbara's brother’s wife, had left him and taken their two preschool daughters with her to Irving… It was the middle of an especially cold winter, and Linda and the girls were living in a little raggedy-ass duplex that had no heat… On the Saturday morning that Barbara and I went by to check on them, the three of them were huddled up in the kitchen with the oven door open for heat… It was so cold that it was almost freezing even in the house… As soon as I saw how cold their duplex was, I had Linda pack-up the girl’s stuff and get them ready to leave… They were going home with Barbara and I… I told Linda she was more than welcome to come too, if she wanted to… As a matter of fact; I wanted her to come with us, but, whether she came or not, I wasn’t leaving the girls in that cold house for one more minute… Getting the girls out of that cold house was such a relief to Linda, that she cried all the way back to our house… They stayed with us for about three weeks, and then she and Claude got back together. ……. They might have been …

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Un-Married

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Un-married------Two nights later, Barbara called and invited me to drop by about ten… When I got there, except for a soft glow coming up the hallway, the house was dark…. The glow turned out to be candle light emanating from the bathroom…. When I stepped into the bathroom, I found Barbara lying neck deep in bubble bath and looking sexy as hell with the candlelight reflecting off her erect nipples as they peeked through the suds… Have you ever tried to undress while you were kneeling beside a bathtub and sucking on a girl’s hard nipple? … It wasn’t easy, but I managed…. When I stepped into the bathtub, I knelt over her chest so that my cock was lying between her breasts… With a little sneer, she took my cock and started rubbing it on her breasts… When she finished rubbing them with my cock, she leaned forward and took my hard cock into her mouth… As she eagerly sucked away, I felt my balls tighten, then spasm with ecstasy as I filled her mouth and throat with my hot creamy cum. ….. She did them both so well, that I was never sure which I liked better, fucking Barbara, or letting her suck my cock. I enjoyed them both so much, that I guess it really didn’t mattered one way or the other. ….. It was a good thing that in SCUBA class they taught me to hold my breath for a long time… Because when I parted the lips of her pussy and went down on her, my face was about 6-inches under water… After I gave her an under water orgasm, we adjourned to her bed room, where we fell into bed in the 69-position, with her on top and me on bottom… I just loved the way her long silky blond hair would cascade down and tickle my balls while she was sucking my cock in the 69-position. .. She’d get so excited while she was sucking on my cock that she’d grind her clit against my face… In this position, we would both almost always climax at the same time… When my 'cum' would hit her throat, she’d go off in a chain of lightening fast orgasms… Her pussy juices would literally gush out of her pussy into my mouth and all down my face. …… Even with her mouth full of cock, it was impossible for her to hold back her moans of pleasure… Then I rolled her over on her belly, filled her hot pussy with my stiff cock and hard fucked her dog style... A few more orgasms and we were both so exhausted that we collapsed into bed and were soon fast asleep in each other’s arms… It took a two hour-long nap before I was able to drive home. …… The next persona that Barbara affected was that of a slut whore… Barbara was such slut and an orgasm whore that this persona was perfect for her… Almost any of her out fits that she wore when she went bar hopping would have been perfect for any common streetwalker… Even her make up was appropriate for walking the street… She got so into this character that I actually had to pay her for sex… And, she kept the damn money, too… Once she was paid, I used her like I would any other prostitute… I’d put her on her knees and force-feed her my hard cock… Then, I’d grab her by the hair and rough fuck her hot mouth… I rammed my cock so deep into her mouth that I felt its head hit the back of her throat… After she swallowed my first load of cum, I’d put her on her hands and knees, so that I could fuck her dog-style like the slut whore that she was. …… At other times she’d be a housewife. Like any normal housewife her hair would be up in curlers, with no makeup, fuzzy house shoes, a flannel nightgown, and ‘granny’ panties… In this persona we usually wound up fucking on the floor… No matter where we fucked, Barbara’s female cum would gush out of her pussy like water coming out of a tap… She would moan and groan, and spew out cum by the buckets full… As a matter of fact, that was something that all 500-of the girls that I fucked had in common… Not only were they almost all moaners and screamers, but they were also all multi-orgasmic….Then there was Barbara’s cute …

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Un-Married

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After Barbara and I split up, we were enemies for about six months. .. Until one Friday night, Barbara showed up at a party that we were having next door at ‘Bears’ apartment looked as sexy as hell with her make up on and her hair fixed nice, plus she was wearing a mini skirt, no bra, a pair of ‘fuck me’ heels and as I was to later learn, no panties. ..Although she claimed that she had a date, she stopped by on the pretext of checking on our daughter. .. Two drinks later, she made up some flaky excuse to lure me next door to my apartment. ….. By the time my back door closed, she had my pants unzipped and was down on her knees sucking my cock. .. I wasn’t ready to cum yet, so I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom…There I laid her on my bed, and ate her hot little bald pussy. ..Two orgasms later, I knelt between her parted legs, and watched her grab my hard cock and lodge its swollen head between the puffy, pink lips of her pussy. .. Rocking forward, I drove my hard, un-cut, 7 ½ inch cock into her pussy all the way to the hilt. .. With her legs wrapped around my waist, I pounded her hot pussy until she screamed out in pleasure. …As I lay there catching my breath, she leaned over and started kissing my chest. ..Then with a wicked grin, she moved her mouth slowly down my torso, licking my nipples and kissing my stomach. ..When she reached my hairy crotch, she started flicking her tongue around the head and then she started to lick our combined juices off the length of my shaft. ..Then she parted her lovely red lips and engulfed my now throbbing cock. .. I felt her fondling my 'cum' swollen balls, as she slid her eager mouth ever so slowly up and down its rigid length. .. By the time she took my limp cock out of her mouth, my balls were no longer cum filled. .. She had sucked them dry. ……The next day she called me at work and told me to be at her house at 9 o’clock that evening. .. When I got there, the lights were dim, and she was playing the seductress… I found her in the bedroom wearing a long, white flowing see-through nightgown that reached all the way to her ankles. .. The gown was so sheer that I could see her large dark nipples and the slit of her shaved pussy through the flimsy material… Sometimes Barbara didn’t like fore play. .. Sometimes she wanted to get right to the fucking. ..I could tell this was one of those straight to the fucking times… I quickly leaped into bed and crawled under her gown. ..The moan she let out when I kissed the lips of her already wet pussy proved that I’d guessed right. ..When I came up for air, I glanced up at her face and almost laughed when I saw the slightly dopey look in her lovely blue eyes as they floated up in ecstasy. .. When I leaned forward and re-inserted my tongue into her pussy, Barbara’s back arched, and her knees opened wide to allow my mouth and tongue full access to her pussy… It wasn’t long until her hips were ramming up and down, mercilessly, rubbing her swollen clit against my face. .. Her moans became long, sobbing moans of pleasure, as Barbara’s butt lifted up and her pussy hung quivering in mid-air, stretched open, so that more and more of her juices flooding my face… She was writhing and tossing all over the bed, but I keep my face buried in her pussy until the seizure like orgasms had slowed down and gradual ebbed away… By the time that we’d finished fucking, I was almost too exhausted to drive home. … Two nights later, she called me and invited me to…

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