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To share or not to share???

Adam and I have been secretly sleeping with each other one or two times a week.  We really are into each other sexually.  This past time, he mentioned that his wife is interested in adding a women to the bed room to spice up their sex life to see maybe if they can get back into sex (she has no idea that I took her role).  I said I would be game, but do you think she REALLY is?  I have been with one other women before back in my college days,…it was fun, hot, all that.  I don’t know if I can share Adam with his wife though.  I have been thinking about it all night and it does turn me on to be with him and other women, but the thought of his wife. I’m not so sure of.  Have you ever shared your wife? Ever been in a threesome with two women?  Why don’t you tell me all about it and help me make up my mind.

Wake up sleepy head…..I’m horny!

Beep..beep…beep… The alarm is going off. Oh shit. It’s 4am. And my married guy that I’ve been seeing is leaving on a business trip. I need some more loving before he goes. I turn off the alarm and slide down under the sheets. I take his soft cock in my mouth. I take it all in, savoring the taste of my dried on pussy juice from last night’s session. Slowly I suck on it as I pull my head up, my tongue stroking it, letting it flop out of my mouth. Then I repeat. Several times. Each time I withdraw, I feel a stirring, his cock hardening slowly. My lover moans, he is being woken up by the sensation. Now he is rock hard. I can no longer takes his whole cock in my mouth. I roll his balls gently in my fingers as I suck on him. His moaning is getting louder, I bob faster on his cock. But I don’t want him to come yet. I need him inside me. I sit up, pulling the sheets back. His hard cock stands proud, outlined in the moonlight streaming in our window. I crawl up the bed until my cunt is above his erection, and slide down onto it gently. I am very wet and ready, and he slides right in. I drop down until he is all the way inside me. Oh that is good. He has a nice thick, long cock that stretches me open and it reaches all the right places inside me. I start to fuck him, staring into his eyes. His hands are cupping my breasts, his fingers twirling my hard nipples. Slowly I rise and fall, enjoying the heavenly sensations of cock against the walls of my pussy. His hips rise and fall in rhythm with me. I lean back a little so that his cock rubs my g-spot on each stroke. My fucking gets more urgent, I reach down and my fingers run circles around my clit as I ride his hard cock faster. I am getting close. I feel a surge of juices running down inside me, bathing his cock. Now I am pounding him, rocking back and forth on my knees, rubbing my clit hard. I am coming…. My pussy contracts, my thighs start to tremble, blood rushes to my brain as my orgasm takes over. I keep riding him. The contractions of my pussy around his cock as I come bring him to the edge. He groans, I feel his cock spasm inside me as his spunk shoots far into my cunt. I keep fucking him, milking him dry, sucking every last drop of come of out him. I feel his cock soften inside me and get smaller, then it flops out of my slippery cunt. He motions to me, I know what he wants… he wants breakfast… I crawl further up the bed until my pussy is over his head, and push my cunt to his waiting mouth. He laps at the sticky goo which is his spunk mixed with my juices, his tongue snaking into my cunt to reach every drop he can get. I love the feeling of being licked that way, I know I could come again that way. But it’s time for him to get up. I roll off him and lay down beside him. We kiss deeply, so I too can taste the fruits of our early morning labor.

The Game

Open up, sweetie, it’s morning.

Her whisper wakes me, and I feel the pressure of what she has chosen for me today. A large phallus against my anus, facing inwards from the leather briefs I will wear all day.

Please, does it have to be so big today? I’m sore.

Please don’t question me, dear. You will need to be instantly obedient today, it’s very important to me. And you know how you can forget. This will keep your mind focused. Especially since I have not used anything to make it easier for you.

A firm, remorseless thrust, and the phallus enters me. No lubricant. Serious pain. Silence from my lips. I know better. There is no talking. No complaining. No whining. Silence. She knows exactly how hard it is for me. And she knows that sometimes I will fail.

Failure means welts and bruises at our house. A deliberate, thorough session with the cane and paddle. Crying will be required, but will not be sufficient to prove remorse. She will expect creative, satisfying displays of brokenness to assure her that I am utterly defeated, and that the pain in my heart will go on for some time.

She removes yesterday’s panties from my face, where they have been firmly in place since the previous evening’s lights out. The vaginal and anal areas covering my nose and mouth, the elastic holding the panties in place on my head. I am bereft when they are taken away. But I hope that later I might be allowed more than a cotton reflection of her.

Slavery suits me, I feel it deeply. I crave her authority, and her physical dominance of me. She outranks me.

To be close to her breasts, to meld my open mouth with her glorious vagina, to offer myself to the primal humiliating power of her bottom. My suffering, her pleasure. It is the central concern of our household. When she hits me, when she methodically sets about to make me sad, taking me further down than I knew I could survive. These are times I deeply and darkly crave. Every time she hurts me, I wish only for her to acquire more power over me through her expression of it.

Now it is time for her morning toilet, and time for me to serve her intimately. She sits down on the toilet, and I take my place kneeling in front of her, hands in my lap, eyes down. When she has finished urinating, she edges forward, knees apart, and takes me by the hair, firmly bringing my face to where it is required. I carefully and devotedly clean her vagina, lapping thoroughly to be sure that all traces are removed.

I make way for her as she stands up, turns, and puts her hands on the back of the toilet, feet apart, bent over. I place my tongue against her anus, and freshen her after a night of sleep. She is quite clean, for I serve her well, but the musk of her anus still has its powerful humiliating effect on me, and I am flushed, aroused, reminded of my status.

As she brushes her teeth, I kneel quietly, wondering what she has planned for me today, hoping and fearing that it will be difficult for me.

It turns out that today is shopping day. I am handed a list. While she is at work, I am to obtain everything on the list, and I am instructed to make the experience as devastating as possible for myself. One item on the list I know will be unobtainable: “Condoms — extra small.” But I know that I will go to the pharmacy, seek out the female attendant behind the counter, and ask in a clear voice for extra small condoms, making sure to experience the amusement and pity on her face, not avoiding the pain it causes me.

She also requires new panties. I am to spend a minimum of one hour selecting them, asking questions of the female staff at the boutique store at the mall: about materials, comfort, laundry care. I am to make it clear that I am responsible for the care of my wife’s underthings, and let my shame and awkwardness show to the young, pretty women who will doubtless answer my questions with increasing impatience and revulsion.

I must also go to the small specialty grocery nearby, and ask for difficult to obtain items for my wife’s dinner, explaining how angry she will be if I fail to deliver. My fear and panic at the impossibility of fulfilling her wishes must be conveyed.

Finally, I must buy a new set of jewelry for my penis and nipples. All the jewelry I wear on my most sensitive parts must be attractive but also functional — it must include a ring of some kind with which to attach me to the various places she may wish to keep me at home. The rings also serve as a means of amusement or punishment. When a three stranded chain is attached to all three rings, and then to a leash, she is able to control me very easily, causing serious pain and panic with a sharp tug. Or I may simply be attached to hardware in the wall for a beating.

The involuntary spasms I experience when the cane lands lead to a second, almost as intense pain as I pull away from the wall. I try so very hard to keep still when I am punished, which I know pleases her. It is analogous to her cherished game of making me keep silence while she hurts me — the common thread is that I am not allowed any means of releasing my suffering, but must keep it all in, letting it do its pervasive damage to my heart and mind.

I am hers. Today will be a hard day, and I am grateful for it.

My summers climax

I guess I should write about last weekend before all the details go blurry. It really was a climax for the summer in more ways than one way.

As soon as Adam (AKA- my married friend) and I got to the hotel we were all over each other. I think we were both starving but there was something else on our minds. I thought we were going to have a quickie then go out for dinner but Adam surprised me. As soon as my clothes were off he went down on me. Sometimes when he goes down on me it’s like it’s an after thought, or he does it half assed but I could tell tonight he was into it. He really wanted to please me. And he definitely did that. His tongue was magic – working me very carefully. And his fingers were forceful but not too much. It took a while but he was finally able to make me orgasm.

He didn’t wait long after I was done to climb on top of me. He didn’t go slow. He had been stroking himself and was already close to his orgasm. Hey may have only lasted a minute but it still felt very good.

We had sex again after dinner. It was late, we were both tired but when we got into bed we somehow managed to get enough strength to do it again. At first it was just nice and slow. Then we both got into it. At some point I told him I wanted him to use me any way he wanted that weekend. It seemed like he was holding back from having anal sex with me, but that was all it took for him to get over whatever it was. He fucked my ass doggy style. Fingering me at times when he was pounding me. So hard that when he got close he was fucking me so hard that I fell on my stomach. But he kept going until he came. And we laid like that, him on top of me, half in me for a while. Things felt perfect as he kissed my neck. Ran his fingers across my body.

The next morning I woke him up with a blowjob. I couldn’t help myself. When I woke up he was still asleep but had a rock hard cock.

We joked then that he was going to run out of cum or one of us would be too sore by the end of the weekend for sex. He was wrong – we had sex again that night, then twice on Sunday. But I noticed that it was becoming more difficult to make him. Monday morning before we were going to leave we were having one last fuck. It started as regular sex but a 15 minutes into it he was fucking my ass. We were going slow and enjoying every second but it got to the point where it wasn’t as much fun for either of us. I started talking dirty. I fell into the role of a slut, asking for him to cum in me. Begging for him to fuck me harder. It did the trick. He came in my ass so hard.

And even after we got home like last night and tonight, he’s been treating me like his slut. And I love it. Last night, he told me he wanted a blowjob. Normally, he’ll ask but he told me he wanted it. Then tonight, he said he wanted another blowjob. Which, of course I gave him but when he got close he told me to stop. He had me lay on my stomach. He pushed his cock in and fucked my ass. But instead of cumming in me, he pulled out and came all over my ass and back. Feeling his cum dripping down my ass turned me on, so much that I had to finger myself. First fingering his cum into my ass, then my pussy. It wasn’t long before he took over and fucked me. There wasn’t as much of an explosion this time when he came, it was more like his cum just dripped out and on to my stomach. I just can’t wait to see what we’re going to do next. What’s he going to want next. Stay Tuned!

He deserved it!

hailey

I have a neighbor who’s been watching me for a while. Usually I don’t mind. I am very confident about my body and kind of enjoy knowing that I am putting on a show for something. So anyway, let’s call him Mr. Jones.

Mr. Jones was a harmless man, just taking time to watch me as I dressed and undressed and fucked and sucked! This was fine with me, I knew he was there, knew he watched me frequently. Everything was fucking peachy keen until I got a knock at my door… Mrs. Jones. Well fuck me- I didn’t even know there WAS a Mrs. Jones.

Needless to say, she was a little pissed that her husband was spending so much time at the window watching my hot naked 23 year old body. At first I tried to deny it, telling her I had no idea what she was talking about, but that approach clearly didn’t work.

My next approach was telling her that she needed to entice him more. She needed to fulfill him so that he didn’t have to watch lil ole me. She looked a little bit meek, but determined. Her anger faded and I saw that under her blushed cheeks, she was actually a very pretty woman in her later 30s. She had a nice little body, small but firm tits and a thin waist. I told her there was no reason her husband shouldn’t be paying more attention to her.

So she and I schemed for a few minutes and I told her a bunch of my tricks. I went to my bedroom and got her a few props to use. She promised me that she would ring me when things were going to get hot. Later that night, my phone rang once and just once- the code! I ran over to my window and watched. My meek little friend had her husband tied down to a chair in front of the window and she was usually a tickler on him at first.

I could see the desire in his eyes as his wife dominated him, teasing him, and then denying him. She was doing a damn good job for an amateur! I was almost a little jealous. The night continued with toys of all sorts, even a strap-on! She gave it to him good that’s for sure!

Now, I see both of them at the window, she wants ideas on how to please him and he likes to watch and finger her. An erotic experience for all of us!

Once upon a time, in Las Vegas………….

Dave had a business trip planned for Las Vegas and I was able to rearrange my schedule this time to go along. He surprised me by reserving rooms at a really nice hotel. It felt good to get away from it all. Plus, it had been awhile since we had the chance to get a little naughty away from home.

Dave took care of his business Friday which included a round of golf at a really nice club just outside of town. It’s amazing what they can do with the desert. We had Saturday free to do anything that we wanted.

After a wonderful day of sight-seeing, dinner, and a show, Dave and I headed off to the hotel bar. This was no tacky hotel lounge. It was a nice bar with several small areas, developing a cozy, quaint atmosphere.

After a few drinks and some slow dancing, I was really beginning to relax and feel warm all over. I was feeling really flirty and was teasing Dave by pressing my body against his crotch while dancing and rubbing his leg under the table.

I had just wrapped my tongue around the straw in my drink when my eyes saw two couples walk in. As it turned out, they were the friends that Dave had played golf with the day before. They were with their wives, a gorgeous blonde and brunette a few years younger than me.

They were from the area and had decided to go out and have some fun in the city. Dave invited them to join us at our table. Since both the guys were young and handsome and the two girls were rather stunning, I was happy Dave made the invitation.

We all had fun dancing and drinking and showing off just a little. All three of us girls were getting pretty tipsy and carefree. Pretty soon the teasing and flirting led the conversation to a sexual one and that’s when I found out the two wives were attracted to both sexes.

To be honest, I even found myself checking them out as much as I did the guys. They were hot to say the least. Their bodies were smooth and tight, with flawless, tanned skin. I could feel their eyes on me as well. It’s an odd feeling knowing that another woman is looking at you in a sexual way. Whenever we would move around in our seats, our legs, or thighs would touch and it would send a tingle through me.

Well, it started getting late, so Dave and I sadly excused ourselves. The fact that we were both incredibly horny sure helped us make our decision to leave. There was no hiding Dave’s arousal as he stepped out from the table. The girls both giggled and wished me good luck. They both stood up to hug me and the blonde whispered, “I hope it’s really good,” in my ear.

Dave teased me on the way to the suite about checking out the wives. I couldn’t deny it. He pressed me against the wall of the elevator and pushed my dress up my hips until I felt the cold wall against my panties. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my belly.

He leaned in and kissed my neck, sliding up to my ear and asked if he should go back and invite them up. I was so turned on that I could have told him to do it, but I was too nervous. I got out of it by telling him that I needed him inside me right now. Besides, they would still be around later and wouldn’t it be naughty if we decided to join them again in the bar after we had sex?

By the time we go to our room door, I was so worked up. I couldn’t help but think about what it would be like with one of those wives. Dave seemed to sense my thoughts and teased me about being a naughty girl. So naughty, that he thought we should get a little kinky. He blindfolded me and tied me spread eagled to the bed naked.

I made no complaints as he always takes care of my needs when I’m tied up. Besides, I was so horny by now that I would have let him do practically anything to me.

After going down on me and bringing me to a bed-shaking orgasm, he mounted me and slammed into me for all he’s worth.

After my second time cumming, he blasts his load inside of me and it feels so good. His seed was so hot, and I could feel it pulsing from his cock.

Instead of untying me right away, he placed a pillow under my butt and says he just wants to admire my body, and maybe take a few pictures. Again, I was so into the sexual feeling of it all I didn’t care what he did to me.

As I lay there drowsily relaxing in the afterglow, there’s suddenly a knock at the door. Now here I am, still blindfolded, tied spread eagled and naked, with our juices oozing out of me and Dave asks me if he should answer it.

Before I have a chance to speak, he says it’s our friends from the bar and he invites them in! Now I’m speechless so what else can I do but lay there on complete display for our new friends.

I hear them all come into the room and gather around the bed, knowing that they are staring at me. Dave informs me that they had planned all of this the day before while playing golf.

Then, one of the girls makes a comment about how sexy I look and that she too likes to be tied up from time to time. I can feel all of their eyes on me when the other wife says she thinks I’m lovely and asks Dave If she could have dessert.

I didn’t know what she meant until I felt her warm and talented tongue between my legs. I can hear belts and pants being undone. The sounds of pants hitting the floor are combined with the silky sound of dresses doing the same.

One of the guys steps up behind the girl that is eating me and enters her from behind. Her tongue pauses for a second and she grunts approvingly as she adjusts to his cock thrusting into her. Soon she picks up his rhythm and she begins licking me in time with his fucking her pussy. It doesn’t take him long before he shoots off inside of her.

The other wife says it’s her turn, so she begins licking my nipples and works her way down to replace the other woman at my pussy. All this is happening so fast and I’m just enjoying all the attention.

Suddenly, I feel the bed move near my head and I think Dave may be wanting some of my attention. I turn my head, expecting to take his cock into my mouth, but instead it’s the first girl. She tells me that it’s her turn and the next thing I know she is straddling my face. I’ve never even kissed another woman on the lips and now I’m about to lick her pussy. What else can you do but enjoy the moment? I love the taste of her, but soon get another taste altogether as her husband’s cum begins leaking out of her.

So here I am eating my first woman out and she has her husbands cum dripping out of her and the other woman is eating me out and now her husband is doing her from behind. All I can say is mmmm, mmmm, good.

When they both come, she swaps places with the first woman and I’m now eating out my second woman with her husbands cum dripping from her.

Wow, how much excitement can a girl take?

We are finally completely satisfied and exhausted and just all three women lay on the bed for a while with the women kissing me all over. Dave removes my blindfold and gives me a big kiss, telling me how much he loves me.

I couldn’t help but notice that all three guys are sporting huge hard-ons. These are young men in their prime and I want to taste their cocks. By this time I’m so far gone over the edge, that I’ll do anything. I tell them that if they would untie me, I would help take care of their situation.

All three sit on the edge of the bed and I get on my knees in front of the first and give him a blow job like he’s never had before. When he’s ready to explode, I let him pull out and spray me all over my face and breasts.

Then it’s the second one’s turn and I do the same for him. When it’s Dave’s turn, the other two wives take over and they both share his cock. When explosion time comes, he spurts all over their faces and breasts, too. It was so erotic to see that cock I know so well with another woman licking on it.

I wanted more cum, so I stepped over and rubbed my bare breasts against their chests and French kissed them. I loved the feel of my nipples rubbing against theirs. Soon I had mixed the cum from all three men all over my chest and face. I loved it.

Finally, exhausted and weak, we all lay back on the bed again while Dave takes a few more pictures.

We had a few drinks in the room and promised each other to get together again soon, real soon.

Burning it up, cooling it down.

The sun was pounding down on me, the heat inside my helmet making me almost nausiated….I needed to stop somewhere…have a beer, something to beat this inferno growing inside me. Up ahead…glistening thru the quicksilver, I saw him. He had a sweetazz custom bobber….red….with wicked lines, pulled over on the shoulder, and he was down underneath. I pulled up alongside on my sportster, to help a fellow biker in need. When I took my helmet off to introduce myself, that sweaty mop of blonde hair fell out from underneath. I dont think he was expecting that, as his jaw hit the pavement. He was beautiful. Tan skin, dark eyes, and chocolate curls framing a boyish face and a charming smile. My cunt began to throb. He needed a few things from a hardware store he said, in order to make it home, so I invited him to ride bitch into town. We had been admiring each other to say the least, and when he wrapped his hands around my waist, I grabbed them and placed them on my tits…I didnt want any miscommunication about how I expected to be repayed for my good deed! He began to gently squeeze and fondle them, rubbing my hard nipples thru my white tanktop as I pulled out onto the road. As the wind increased, so did his ferver…keeping one hand on my tits as he slide the other down the front of my chapsand buried his face in my neck teasing it with his tongue. His fingers began to play me like a guitar, strumming and flicking. WOW. I thought it was hot before! I began gripping the bars…going faster and faster as I climbed closer to climax…and closer to the intersection. He knew what he was doing to me… I could hear him snickering as i moaned loudly, gasing the bike as we raced toward the light, now turnig yellow! Orgasm began to wash over me..wave after magnificent wave..I howled like a she wolf in heat, unable to stop, opening the bike up, full throttleas I watched the light turn red. I was cumming all over myself, squirting, the excitement, the danger…took me to completely new heights! Traffic was moving now, and we hurtled thru the intersection and its red lights as I gushed cream from my pussy and he began to laugh aloud.

I pulled the bike around the corner to the back parking lot of the hardware store. He climbed off and stuck his cum filled fingers in his mouth giving me a devilish smile. ” I do believe I owe you a drink, too” he said. “Dont run off, now..I will be right back.”

He turned and went into the store, and I collapsed backwards on the seat laughing hysterically. He came back out a moment later, and thats when I saw the shiney gold band on his left hand.

DAMMIT.

Let no good deed go unpunished, eh?

Summer

Married men are the best!

Dressed up and ready for a special night with my lover man. He is all mine Monday-Thursday, however the weekends he heads home to his wife. Husbands that commute out of town for work are the best ones!

I like to tease him. Throughout the week we will go out on a date or two. However I usually don’t fuck him until Wednesday or Thursday. I like sending him home to his wife with his balls drained really good. I give him exactly what he needs, a part-time dirty whore with no limits to what I will do.

Exhibitionism at it’s finest

I recently moved to this big subdivision where my neighbors are fairly close.  My bedroom window is actually facing the street.  My big kingsize bed faces the window.  I have made it a very pleasurable habit to open up my blinds and masturbate for every one to see.  There is a bush in front of my window but it definitely doesn’t hide me very well.

Suddenly the guy across the road is ALWAYS hanging outside in his driveway and garage.  He doesn’t even really try to hide the fact that he is staring in to my window.  Then again I don’t try to hide the fact that I am masturbating in front of that same window.

When my phone rings and I am playing with one of you super hot and sexy guys I lay in the middle of my bed and spread my legs wide and put on a fabulous show for my neighbors.  It has been making my orgasms increasingly better and better.

I think the same neighbor guy across the street that has been watching me so much is also the same person who has probably been stealing my panties.  I have them hanging up on a little drying rack in my garage and someone has been sneaking in there when the door is open during the day and taking my panties.  I should be mad because my panties certainly are not cheap.  However it has been turning me on even more knowing someone is risking getting caught to have my panties.  So yesterday I took my dirty clothes hamper out there with 7 pair of dirty panties on the top of the stack.  When I went out today to check, there were only 6 pair.  I suspect my dirty peeping tom neighbor guy had a wonderful jackoff session with my panties last night while he watched me fuck my pussy with my toys in the middle of that huge picture window.  Perhaps tonight I should just wave at him and invite him over.  🙂  Would probably save me a fortune on panties if I did.

Get in line- if you want this pussy!

So, I have been the perfect little cock tease. Well lets think about this when aren’t I a perfect cock tease really. Like duh! I have the body everyone drools over. I mean half the guys want to fuck me and well the other half just want to be me. Can you really blame them? Not really. I mean everywhere I go I get noticed. How can a blonde princess not get noticed. I mean the only thing missing is guys dropping to their knees to worship the ground I walk on. They seriously need to work on that.

I have way too much fun at the malls. I know I lower my shopping standards to go to a mall but that’s where the little cuckolds of husbands are. Following their wife’s around with the bags. Then they see me in my tight jeans. Trying on shoes or looking at sexy bras and panties. Suddenly those losers have the energy to shop for 4 days. As long as their wives are following me in and out of stores. hahaha. Those fuckless dudes can’t handle it and want to get into my panties. Nah uh. Sooooo not going to happen. I only fuck real men. Not pussy whipped losers. But cock teased men are good for one thing. Their cash. I love taking it. Its my favorite hobby. Emptying those wallets. It’s my ultimate high!