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Adult Book Store

Hi, my name is Kathy, and this story is one I’ve wanted to relate to the group for some time. Hope you like it.

About 5-6 years ago, I walked into my first “Adult Book Store”. To say that I was apprehensive would have been an understatement. I was anxious to see what these “Book Stores” were all about though… so I went along with my husband.

Wearing my low cut, wrap around dress with no bra and underwear as my husband had requested, we entered the store. There must have been 7-10 guys browsing through the magazine racks. All of the magazines had “graphic” type pictures on them, such as women with “big tits”, some with “milking breasts”, others being fucked in the ass, some being gang-banged, and others with other women etc. We browsed through a few, when he made the sug- gestion that we should go in the back to see some “movies”. As we walked up to the counter to get some quarters for the machines, I couldn’t help notice all of the toys (dildos, creams, games, inflatable dolls) that were in the glass counter. After getting our 5 dollars worth of quarters we stepped into the back.

Walking down a narrow aisle of about 10 feet, we came upon 3 bulletin boards that listed the movies along with some pictures and the number of the booth that they were being shown in. Walking down the 3-4 aisles we finally came to one of the booths that had a movie that we had chosen to watch. We entered the dark booth and somehow he found the slot to put the quarters in. This movie showed a girl with two guys, she was on her knees sucking one guy’s cock while the other was fucking her from behind. After a couple minutes of fucking and sucking them, they climbed up on to the couch. With the first guy laying down, she slowly sat on him, guiding his cock into her cunt. Once again they started fucking. The other guy walked up and started to rub Vaseline all over his cock and started to play with her ass.
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After the Wedding

I had a hectic Saturday night with all my shows out and I was short an assistant DJ for my show. I had a wedding to do in Rockford and it was going to be a big group and an assistant was really important. Fortunately, my wife had the night free so we drove down to the hotel and set up. The show was a huge success and the bride and groom had a great group of guests. All through the night we interacted with the guests and the bridal party, even accepting requests to dance. By the end of the night we had had as much fun as the guests did!

As we were tearing down our equipment after the last dance, the bride and groom were saying their goodbyes to the last of the family. Once we were done, we went over to them to wish them good luck and say good night. Jeff and Lynn (the groom and bride) were there with three of the groomsmen. They asked if we would care to join them in a little relaxation so they could wind down before trying to sleep. We had so much fun throughout the night; we accepted and followed them to their suite. The groomsmen were Pete, Jack and Mike and we remembered them as all being pretty good guys.

Jeff and Lynn had a beautiful suite with a sofa, two chairs and a huge king sized bed. There was a small stocked bar and refrigerator, and a nice entertainment system. Jeff went to the bar and started taking orders and Lynn turned on the stereo and put on a CD. We were all talking about the fun we had at the reception and Lynn complained that she did not get to dance very much since everyone kept talking to her all night. Jeff told Mike to dance with her while he made the drinks and Pete asked my wife if she would like to dance. She said sure and left me on the sofa to relax. I had been on my feet for the last 7 hours and it felt good to kick back. One of the nice things about being an assistant, Kathi (my wife) had the opportunity to sit down several times during the evening so her legs and feet were not tired yet.

Jeff passed around the drinks and gave me Kathi’s vodka & sour and my diet Pepsi since I don’t drink. He sat down on the edge of the bed and had some of his drink while Mike danced with his new bride and chatted with Jack and myself about various things. Lynn must have put in a disc of slow jams because the next song was another good one and Lynn grabbed Jeff and pulled him out to dance with her. Kathi & Pete came back over and grabbed their drinks and sat down. Jack asked Kathi if she would dance with him too, so she quickly downed her drink and grabbed his hand and pulled him out of his chair.
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Subway Ordeal

Hi, my name is Ana. I was born in Argentina and came to the USA with my parents at the age of 18. My supermarket experience at the age of 39 can be viewed under Ana’s Ravishment. As a single parent I was no longer nervous and timid of sex after the supermarket experience, however, I was still apprehensive and shy due to my strict upbringing in Argentina. This is the story of my N.Y. subway experiences that I encountered shortly following the supermarket incident.

I stand at 5 feet tall and weigh 105 lbs. My long curly jet black hair and full lips enhance my attractive looks. My breast size is 34D and as a result of my Argentine upbringing, I was never allowed to wear a bra which resulted in sagging breasts. My large hanging breasts, full lips, and tight ass are a perfect match for my small frame.

It was a Tuesday morning in September as I stepped into the extremely crowded subway car on my way to work. This was the express train and was always jammed full of riders. I was dressed in a green button down blouse tucked into a white knee length skirt. My nylons ended above the knee and I wore my usual white bra and panties. Nearly 10 minutes into the 40 minute ride I felt something brush against my ass as I stood holding onto the pole in the middle of the car. When it happened again I knew it was no accident. The 3rd time something just leaned against my butt and I knew that it was a cock inside someone’s pants. The subway was in the middle of a turn that forced my ass further into the cock. In no time the cock was gone and for the next 5 minutes I was horny as hell just thinking about what had occurred. I was breaking out in a clammy sweat and my stomach was extremely nervous.

Suddenly, someone whispered in my ear to stay still, not make a sound, and enjoy the ride. I immediately felt a hand on my small tight ass working it’s way down and under my skirt targeting my panties. Fingers went inside my panties and down the crack of my ass to my asshole. The next thing I knew my asshole was rammed by the longest finger I could ever imagine. The finger rammed my button hole to the knuckle and paralyzed me with nervous sweat and emotion. My ass was being finger fucked in a fluid motion for what seemed like an eternity. It then stopped and was removed from my ass. As I quietly begged for its return, my invader suddenly drove his finger in as far as it could go and left it there for the remainder of the ride. Upon departing the subway I refused to turn and seek out my intruder for fear of being alarmed by his appearance. I arrived at the office and remained horney the entire day. That evening after putting my daughter to sleep I masturbated myself to sleep and came at least 3 times that I remember.
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Blowjob Contest

I work construction most of the time, but for the past eighteen months or so, I have been working as a male stripper. The hours aren’t bad, the money is good, and it’s kinda fun in a way. Having all of those women fixated on my body is quite a turn-on for me. I work out almost every day, and the way that these women appreciate my muscular frame really gives me the inspiration to work harder in the gym. Looking into their wanting faces while I shake my package in front of them usually gives me a hard-on, which makes the party even better.

Last Saturday night I was working a bachelorette party in a nearby college town. The girls were younger than usual, and seemed to be part of one of the sororities. They had rented out a small bar, and were putting it to good use. The booze was flying, and most of the girls were drinking shots instead of the usual glasses of white wine I usually see at these things. The girls were hot too. This sorority obviously recruited girls who could take care of themselves. Every ass in sight was college-tight, and most of them wore those short tops that showed off their flat, tanned stomachs. It is these tight tummies that really turns me on, and I could tell that this would be a good night.

I did my usual three-song set on the makeshift stage in the corner of the dancefloor. I was dressed in a firefighter outfit for the first song. In the second song, I stripped it off, leaving me only with a gold g-string. The chants of “All the way! All the way!” were flattering, but I didn’t comply. Not that I would have minded. I was getting hard, and the g-string was making me increasingly uncomfortable.

For the third song, I arranged with Kelli, the bride’s maid of honor, for something special. When I met Kelli, I was disappointed that she was not the bride-to-be. I would have liked to strip for her. She had blonde hair, a cute face, and gorgeout perky tits that she showed off well in her lowcut blouse. Instead, Kelli got up on stage and asked Renee, the bride, to join her. When I got a look at the bride, I almost forgot about Kelli.
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What Happened To My Wife

It all started when my wife and I were on our way to New Hampshire for a little mini vacation away from the kids. Now don’t get me wrong we love our kids, we just needed some time to rekindle the flame in our relationship. It had been two weeks since the last time we had made love due to all the running around with work, kids activities and so on. Needless to say we were both very horny.

Friday came and as I drove up in the yard I noticed that our blazer wasn’t home. On the table was a note that she was bringing the kids to my parent’s and that she would be ready to go when she returned. On the table there was two 6-packs of Mikes lemonade with two bottles already empty. Now knowing Ali I’m sure she was already feeling the affects of the alcohol. My wife isn’t the hardcore drinker so when she has a little I know she’s getting horny.

I jumped in the shower to get cleaned up and had an awfully hard time not to blow my load right there in the shower. My mind was starting to shift into high gear with thoughts of fucking my beautiful wife.

A few minutes after I got out of the shower my wife showed up, walked in and kissed me full on the lips, me tasting the alcohol. I knew this was going to be good. She was dressed in a white skirt cut about 2 inches above her thigh, white sneakers and little white socks [always a turn on to me and she knows it] with a button down yellow sleeveless blouse.

Our first hour on the road was pretty uneventful, just chatting about the week in general. Then once we were about 5 miles outside of Boston my wife was looking outside the window and suddenly yelped that a trucker was trying to look at her tits while staying on the side of us. well my first instinct was to be really pissed off, but I could see she was excited, not upset about the looks coming down though the window.
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Beth Gets Around

I don’t know what first made me suspicious that my wife was fooling around on the side. Beth is a striking brunette with large brown eyes and a gorgeous body. She didn’t have a lot of sexual experience before we married ten years ago, and I guess you’d say we had a pretty vanilla sex life.

Until recently, that is. Then I noticed that she wanted to try some new sex positions and that sort of thing. I wondered if she was screwing one of my friends or her best friend’s husband.

But nothing clicked until I realized she always arranged to be at home when the gardener, Jorge, came by. He often volunteered to do extra chores around the yard at no charge, too. He’s a very well-built, dark- haired Latino guy, in his late twenties, so I could understand her interest in him. I decided to sneak home when he was there to see what was up.

One Monday recently when I knew the gardener was supposed to come by, I told Beth that I had to drive to a client’s office that is about a two-hour drive from where we live. But instead I drove to a coffee shop, killed about an hour flirting with a waitress, and drove toward home. Parking on the next street, I approached our house thru the park that runs behind it. I stood in the trees and looked into our yard.

Sure enough, the gardener was there, but so was his helper, another good-looking Hispanic man in his early twenties. I was a bit disappointed, figuring nothing would happen with this other guy around. I could not have been more wrong.

Beth came out the back door, glanced around, and called Jorge over to her. She stood very close to him, her ripe breasts about to burst out of her soft grey baby t-shirt. They spoke for a few minutes before signaling to Jorge’s co-worker to join them. Then, to my shock, Beth led them into the house.
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I Bet You I Could

“I bet I could suck his cock by the end of the week!” boasted Jessica, flipping her blonde hair behind her.

“You little slut!” laughed her best friend Amy, lightly pushing her, the two tumbling into each other. The pair were hanging out on Amy’s bed after school, as they had done almost every day since they were eight. Growing up together, the two would use the time to share whatever was on their mind, from fashion to fights with their parents. Now that they were eighteen, what was usually on their minds was sex.

Amy rolled off Jessica so that they were now laying down side by side, staring at the ceiling. “But, Mr. Crandall is, like, 10 years older than you for chrissakes, not to mention he could lose his job!”

“Yeah, but he still has a cock, doesn’t he?” Jessica pushed her tits up and together, straining her cleavage upward toward Amy. “And no matter who it’s on, the cock wants what it wants.” The two broke up into hysterical giggles once again.

Amy sat back up. “All right, Miss Confident, prove it. I’ll bet you fifty bucks.”

Jessica pursed her lips, intrigued. “If I suck off Mr. Crandall–”

“Within seven days,” interrupted Amy.

“–then you’ll give me fifty bucks?” finished Jessica. Amy nodded. “I’d do it for free!” she shouted, to more giggles from both.

“Fine,” eeked out Amy, her voice still choked with laughter. “I’ll up the challenge. You have to tell him up-front what you’re trying to do!”

Jessica’s eyebrows shot up. “That all you got?”
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Janine

“You’re not a whore. You’re a slut,” his deep resonant voice sounded confident as he faced her. His denim shirt was open at the neck, hinting at the tanned muscular slabs of his chest. His shoulders seemed incredibly broad to Janine as she looked into his crystal blue eyes.

“There’s a difference. A whore charges for her services, but never gets involved with her customer. She never even falls in lust. You will fuck anybody, anytime. You’re in lust with every man you meet.” He smiled into her eyes as he traced the opening of her blouse, then followed the V of her bra to the depth of her cleavage. His hand followed the soft curve and then he hefted and squeezed her firm, fully-rounded tit, feeling her sensitive protruding nipple rubbing sensuously against the palm of his hand. He flicked the hardening bud of her nipple with his finger. He stepped closer to her, feeling her other breast pressing against his hard chest. His other hand slid confidently between her legs to massage her mound through the fabric of her dress.

Janine swayed firmly against his chest. Her tits seemed to thrust brazenly at the bra restraining them.

“What about my husband,” she whispered. They could hear him about in the living room, watching football and waiting for them to return. The knowledge that he could enter the room at any time and catch them added a heady spice of danger to their lust.

“That poor, stupid jerk. If he knew I was in the room next to him feeling up his wife like some street tramp, he’d probably have a coronary. Open your shirt. I want to see your tits.”

“I can’t. He’ll come in and catch us,” she said.

He kissed her deeply, his tongue first pressing against her inviting lips, then exploring her mouth. Her tongue began dancing with his, and she moaned deeply. It was obvious that she liked his kiss.

The kiss ended, and he smiled into her eyes again. “Open your shirt. I want to see your tits.”
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Learning How to Give Head

When I was a senior in college in the 60’s, several of my friends and I let a girl practice her blow job technique on us during a road trip. Jane was a freshman. Earlier in the year she had lost her virginity to one of my friends. He thought he was in love with her at first, but then he got tired of her. Bill told me that he had tried to get her to blow him several times, but he just could not talk her into letting him put his cock in her mouth. She was cute. She was a little plump in the ass, but she filled out a pair of bell bottomed jeans perfectly. I had no trouble believing Bill when he told me that doggy style was her favorite position. She had nice round tits. She dressed like a hippie and she never wore a bra. Jane lived in a sorority house, but even after she and Bill went their separate ways, she would occasionally come over to our apartment to party. Several of us tried to get in her pants, but Bill was the only one that ever succeeded.

For spring break in 1966 we decided to go on a road trip to Florida. Six of us piled into a VW bus and headed out. We did not have much money, but we had a lot of smoke. At the last minute, Jane asked if we would give her a ride to meet some of her friends who had left a few days earlier. It was fine by us, because she offered to help on gas money. We all kidded her and told her that she either had to pay for the gas or put out if she was going to ride. She blushed in embarrassment and told us she had plenty of money. Our plan was to drive non-stop and we figured it would take two days.

When we left Minnesota, it was snowing and sleeting. We could not wait for some warm weather. By the second day, we had driven to where the weather had warmed and everybody started stripping off cold weather clothes for shorts and T-shirts. We stopped for gas at a truck stop early on the second day. The sign advertised showers and Jane informed us that she was going to shower. While we waited, we toked up the hash pipe and got stoned. When Jane emerged from the showers, she was dressed in a pair of short white shorts and a cropped off T-shirt. Everybody had an instant hard-on. I could see the outline of her bikini panties beneath her shorts and I was sure she did not have on a bra. Things were looking up.

As we headed out, we offered Jane a hit from the hash pipe and some wine. It was not long before she was completely stoned. She had to lean up over the back of the front seat to hand off the pipe to the guys in the front seat. Every time she bent over the seat, we had a good view of her ass and her tits were clearly visible beneath the cropped off T- shirt. I was convinced that she knew she was giving us a show and was enjoying it. I finally gathered enough courage and asked her to show us her tits. She giggled and raised her top exposing her tits. She immediately put her top back down, but nobody was going to let her get away with that.
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Ariel Feels Daring

I have always been a selective girl when it comes to sleeping with a guy. All through high school and college, I had mostly dated Asian guys, being of Japanese ancestry. I’ve dated a few white guys but have never slept with them. My parents, 2nd generation Americans, were always strict with me, so my sexual experience was pretty limited before college, and even then it took a while for me to feel comfortable with my sexual side. Now that I’m 23, I feel that I have really hit my stride, sexually speaking. I can say that in large part to what happened to me last weekend.

It was last Saturday that my best friend Eloise called me – she wanted to go clubbing that night, and who was I to say no? I love to go dancing, and there’s always a chance to meet some cute guys. That afternoon, I went to the manicurist – I always get a weekly manicure and pedicure to show off my long slender fingers and the toe cleavage on my small feet. Today it would be a French manicure for my fingernails and silver polish for my toenails. Then I went home and got into the shower, making sure I was freshly shaven. I left only a tiny wisp of hair above my pussy. I toweled off and dried my hair – I have the typical Asian straight black hair, which I keep long, down to my shoulder blades. Today, I decided I’d put my hair up in a bun, which I secured with two hair sticks. Next I put on makeup. I have raised, thin eyebrows, with large brown eyes that are round compared to many Asian girls, so I used a little eyebrow pencil and some mascara to highlight my large, round brown eyes.

My lips are fairly full, so I applied some fire engine red lipstick. I put pearl drop earrings in my pierced ears and put on a double strand pearl choker around my neck. (It’s all costume jewelry, but who knows the difference, really.) In my lingerie drawer I picked out a pair of black lacy panties and a matching strapless bra – 32C, not bad for someone with my genes! I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and wondered if anyone would see me like this tonight. It’s vain, I know, but sometimes when I’m at home getting dressed to go out I like to stand in front of the mirror and look at my body. For being only 5’1”, I think my best asset, though, are my legs and my butt. I’m especially proud of the little open space between my lean upper thighs right below my pussy. Any girl who has that little space right there is keeping her thighs in good condition, don’t you think?
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