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Having the best summer of my life! Taking calls outside on the balcony–naked. Got a great summer all over tan! It has been rainy but I don’t let the rain bother me as long as you to keep me company. We make each other so hot and make each other cum so hard! I don’t mind the rain hitting my naked body. The beach is a little crowded, but you fuck me on my condo balcony.
What more could a beach girl like me want?
You are extremely stressed with everyone tugging at you in a different direction. Everyone needing something from you. You feel tired and drained. Your doctor suggests that you start working out, but all you can think about while you are on the treadmill is all the things that need to be done. You end up even more stressed and end up with tight, sore muscles. You see this sign “MASSAGE” every day on your way to and from work. Tonight, you get stuck in horrible traffic and you pull off at that exit. You decide to check out the massage parlor and wait for the traffic jam to clear.
You poke your head inside. The place appears professional and clean. A sweet girl invites you to come in and asks a series of questions. She sees that you are in need of something special. She says that you need a session with Koko tonight. The front desk girl assures Koko is exactly what you need.
You pay for the session and wait for just a couple of minutes. I come out and greet you. Your impression is sexy but professional. I have a short dress, but a white lab coat over it. I take you back to the massage room. We chat for a few minutes and then I tell you to undress, nude is most effective. Hop up on the table, face down under the sheet and I will be return in a five minutes.
The room is small but relaxing. There are very low lights, soft music playing. You feel yourself already starting to relax as lie naked under a sheet on my table. You hear the door open and I move silently to you. I pull down the sheet and expose your naked body. I drizzle warm sweet smelling oil to your back and start rubbing. I really dig into your tight muscles to release the tension and help heal those sore muscles. I say it is good that you booked a full hour. You are going to need it! I move down your back and massage your glutes, super tight muscles in your butt from your trips to the gym.
I pour some oil along the crack of your butt and rub my fingers up and down between your sweet cheeks. You are feeling a little nervous about this but you remain speechless. Your cock starts to throb as I play with your butt. I notice and encourage you to pleasure yourself while I work on your back side. I move my hands up and down your each of your legs, but every so often, my fingers drift back to run along the crack of your ass. You start grinding your hips. Your breathing becomes faster. I slip my well-oiled finger right into your ass and you have a massive explosive cum all over my exam table.
I finish the massage and allow you to get dressed. I tell you that I know that I will hear from you again very soon.
Koko
Only you could make a camping trip sexy! As a kid, I have done lots of camping. I must admit when you proposed a camping trip, I wasn’t exactly thrilled at the idea of camping, but I was thrilled about spending a couple of nights with you. When I asked what I should bring, you said that you would take care of everything, but you asked me to bring me my sexiest bikini.
We spent the first day boating with friends and hitting the hottest party spots at the Lake. It was a great day of playing. We went swimming in the lake to cool off and have some fun. Your eyes about popped out of your head when you saw me in my new bikini. After swimming your friends wanted to hit the new bar in the area, but you grabbed me from behind and told them you promised me a campfire and smores. Your friends could see the lustful looks for each other so they moved on to continue their partying.
I took a quick shower at the beach to wash off the lake and wrapped up in a big old shirt as a cover up over my wet bikini. You quickly warmed me by starting a fire and kissing me. It was the most incredible night of passionate, sexy sex under the stars faded away into the dawn. You were marvelous!
Remember how you rubbed that soft melted chocolate over my belly and then licked it off before you made me cum with your taltented tongue in my pussy? Remember how long I sucked your cock? You said it was the best blow job that you ever head. Remember how you made me scream when you fucked me on the picnic table?
It was a magical, sexy night!
Kisses,
Brynna
Looking forward to tonight! We are having another couple from our Swinger’s Group over to our house for the first time. I bought a very nice bottle of wine. I thought we start the night off by grilling steaks and having a nice dinner. Kind of ease slowly and get comfortable with each other before we swap partners for a night of extremely hot sex. I have an ultra-sexy little black dress to wear. I am just going to wear a little white thong and no bra under the dress.
I have fucked her husband several times. He has a very long cock and really knows how to use it. He seems to really like my big perfect shaped tits. My husband has not fucked his wife but he thinks she is super sexy. He has watched her get fucked several times, but tonight will be his night. I told him to go on her and lick that pussy of hers and not to stop until he makes her cum several times before he fucks her.
Want to know hear more details of our night of wife swapping? Give me a call and I will share every sexy detail.
Kisses,
Jackie
My morning workout was pretty intense today. All the time I was spending, was nothing compared to the workout I was gonna get from my personal trainer. Last time this happened, my body burned from our first encounter sexually. I was in the coed dressing room getting ready to get in the shower to wash away the hard work I put into my body. But little did I know, my trainer was watching me undress and came from behind and lent a very helpful hand. He watched me bend over and take off my shorts and then he slid my panties off with his teeth. He was already naked when I turned around. He told me, this is the what he calls the “real work out” and I should immediately begin to work out beneath his shaft while he pumps iron in my toned and tight twat. My body started to perspire and he rubbed all the perspiration all over my body. We began to kiss and he soon lifted me up and held me by my ass and started pumping his dick in my pussy as I held my hands around his neck and kept pulling closer to his chiseled body. Then he slammed me against the lockers and I held onto those locks as he just kept ramming his cock right into my tight pussy. With each stroke, my pussy just kept getting creamier and my honey was pouring on his dick. Finally, he upturned my body and pushed me on the bench and with my ass in the ear covered with a sheen of sweat, he licked and told me to hit the showers and get ready for round two!
My Art History Professor continued taking off the rest of his clothes and starting stroking his large thick shaft over my face. He slips his cock into my mouth. He holds me down and pinches my nipples. He always appeared so non-sexual in class, and here alone and naked in his office, he is ready to ravage every inch of my tight teen body.
He enthusiastically facefucks me with my head hanging over his leather sofa. He leans over and starts giving my little bald pussy some naughty girl spanks. Then Professor holds my thighs open with his big strong hands. He pushes his cock so deep into my mouth and throat for so long that I gag and choke. Finally, he pulls out and just looks down at me. He says that I look like a little French whore he met in Paris when he was getting his Masters.
He climbs on top of me. He makes me beg to be fucked like a cheap little whore, giving him my pussy for a higher grade. Finally, he roughly fucks my tight swollen little wet pink pussy. He has me pinned down. He really just wants me to take it. He fucks me harder and faster until he I think he is ready to cum inside of me.
I am shocked and confused when he pulls out of my pink pussy wanting his cum. He quickly brings his cock covered in my own nasty juices to my face. I open my mouth to suck him, but I just watch as his hand glides along that shaft. My Professor sprays cum ALL over my face. As he stands up and starts to regain his composure, he looks down at me and says, that is how the French whores got their faces decorated in the early 1900’s.
So last night my father and I decided we would go out and get a few drinks. He took me to this little strip joint that he always stops in on his way home. He seemed to be quite the ladies man in there. As I was sitting at the bar alone and watching my father greet every stripper, I noticed this one particular girl working who I thought was incredible. She had long brown hair, and an exquisite body wrapped in a tight red leather dress. I watched her as she gave another woman a very slow, erotic lap dance. It was one of the hottest things I had ever witnessed. My father came back and was trying to get my attention and saw that where my eyes were locked. He decided to go whisper in her ear for me and walk her over. I didn’t realize it at first, but my dad bought me a lap dance from her. I was a little embarrassed because my dad was with me, but the more drinks he kept buying me, the more comfortable I felt. Her red leather dress dipped down to her waist and her intimate curves were pushed in my face. She slipped off her dress and all she was standing in were heels and a thong. As my dad unbuttoned my shirt and unhooked my bra, my breasts were suddenly in her mouth. She ran her tongue around my nipples and started grinding on my lap. My dad was behind her smacking her ass to the beat of the song playing in the background. As soon as the song was over, she whispered in my ear and gave me her number. She walked away and all I can think about now is whether to pick up the phone and give her a call. Thanks, daddy for a memorable evening.
Your naughty sister-in-law strategically arranges herself so she is sitting directly across from you at the dinner table for Sunday dinner. She is always flirting and flaunting her legs and chest. She drives you absolutely crazy. You do your best to ignore your wife’s provocative younger sister.
Today you find her utterly irresistible. She is wearing this low cut sweater and the table conversation is not terribly intriguing, but those perfect perky full breasts are horribly intriguing. If staring at her chest isn’t enough to make you hard, she starts with her feet under the table. Your sister-in-law starts rubbing her high heel shoes along your ankle and up your calf. Then she kicks off that shoe and rubs her panty hose covered toes up under your pant along your ankle. The sensation is amazing.
You look right into her eyes. Your wife’s sister has a wicked look in her eyes. She runs her fingers along her bottom lip while she runs her toes all the way up your leg. You look down and see her perfect red painted toes under those panty hose. She starts to tease your already throbbing cock and aching balls. You have to excuse yourself from the table. She follows you into the bathroom and slips off her skirt and sweater. She commands you to worship her toes, which you do gladly. You kiss, lick and suck on those toes. The scent is enough to drive you crazy, but actually being at her feet is a dream “cum” true for you.
Your sister-in-law grabs your head and forces you to taste her under her panties. She softly whispers in your ear about you having dessert before you finished your dinner. Then she rubs and strokes your cock with just her feet while you lick and pleasure her pussy with your tongue. She cums all over your face, and you cum all over her feet.
It is late and I can hear my husband snoring, so I take to my computer in the other bedroom. I catch up on the news of the day and see a little blurb about Mardi Gras. I thought I would share with you one steamy night a few years ago. My husband took me to a Mardi Gras Masquerade Ball in his hometown. He is from the south and they really know how to celebrate Mardi Gras down there. I had never been to a Mardis Gras party, but was always curious. I always love a chance to party.
The party was loud, raucous, and the costumes were utterly amazing. I decided to be a slutty Little Red Riding Hood in a red dress that barely covered my big tits. My husband was dressed in an ugly old wolf costume but he loved showing me off, his hot trophy wife, to his old college buddies. He left me with their boring wives while they went off to smoke cigars and drink a good bottle of scotch.
I made an excuse to the ladies that I had a headache and needed some air. I made my way through the crowd towards the bar. A masked man dressed as sexy cowboy grabbed my hand and took me to the dance the floor without speaking. He was an extremely talented dancer and expertly spun me around the dance floor until I was dizzy.
He took my hand again and led me off the crowded dance floor. The music was very loud, so even if he did speak I wouldn’t have heard him. He led me out to a balcony overlooking a few party goers milling around the darkened courtyard. I appreciated the opportunity to get some fresh air. I asked him his name, but he placed his fingers on my lips. Then he kissed me and pressed his body. I could feel that he was hard.
After a long session of kissing and feeling his warm hands all over my body, he turned me around to face the courtyard. Without saying a word or taking off his mask, his zipper came down, my dress up. He ripped off my panties. I watched the wind catch my torn panties and saw them fly into the night air until they landed somewhere in the courtyard. I turned around to speak, but he grabbed my body and pinned me into the railing. I felt his hard body pressed against me. He grabbed one of my breasts, kissed the back of my neck and plunged a very long hard cock into my sloppy wet pussy. He fucked me long and hard until he came inside of me. He kissed me again as if to say goodbye and he disappeared back into the crowded party.
I never saw him again and never knew his name, but I think that made it even sexier. I met up with my husband shortly after that and he took me back to the hotel. In the cab, he said that he was sorry but he drank too much whiskey and didn’t think he could get hard tonight. I smiled and patted his hand. I told him that it was ok. I turned and looked out the window and re-lived every forceful thrust of my masked lover and smiled to myself.
