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The Costume Party

We were going out for the evening. My work was throwing a costume party for Halloween and we were going to go as a a bee and a flower, me as the bee and him as the flower.

We got dressed and left for the party I was already in a mood and so was he. We really did want to go so we decided to wait until we got home to fool around… we needed to get going, it was over on the other side of town. So we got to the party and the place had been decorated in this fantastic way, lots of dark corners for adult fun. Just waiting for me to drag my “honey” into one.

We went to the punch bowl and got our first taste of the refreshments and then went out on the dance floor. The party had already begun to swing, the DJ had just started a slow smoochy one, so we swung out on to the floor and wrapped ourselves together dancing real slow and close. I decided to tease him by nibbling on his neck and running my hand along his crotch and slipping him the tongue when he kissed me.
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My Husband is Away

I am sorry babe, but I have really tried to be good while you have been away, but I want to be honest with you, so feel that I should tell you about what happened today.You know I told you that they came to do the gas inspection today, well what I did not tell you was that when the door went I opened it to two men. Well when I say two men, there was a bloke who looked to be in his thirties and a young lad, who I was told had just left school and was on an apprentership. The older one said that if it was o.k with me that he would leave the lad to do the inspection and when he had fininshed that he was to call him, and he would then come back to check on his work.

I said that was fine and then he left, leaving me with this gorgeous young lad!I am sorry babe, but I could not help myself from watching him and thinking what I would like to do to him. I got chatting to him and he said he was eighteen and lived locally. He was so cute and it looked like he had a really nice body and I found myself feeling so horny and decided that this was going to be my first taste of young cock. So, while he had his back to me busy taking the fire apart I started to play with my tits, rubbing my nipples until they were rock hard and I could feel my pussy getting wet. I was enjoying it so much that I had not noticed him turn around and that he was watching me open mouthed. At first he looked embarrassed, after all I was not far off old enought to be his mum but it was getting me so wet seeing the bulge in his jeans that I asked him if he would like to come and sit on the sofa.
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Cock Crazy

When I first got married, I honestly thought I could remain faithful to my husband Jared. I was wild and sex crazy before we met, and I was sure I had gotten that out of my system. But not long into our marriage I realized that one dick would never be enough for a cock craving little slut like me.

At 20 years old, I guess my sex drive and need for variety still control me. It’s not that I don’t love my husband, I just don’t think he can fill all my desires. My pussy is always aching for cock. I simply must have a dick when the urge hits. Jared can’t always be there, so I have a long list of backups.

We have been married for only 15 months now, and already I have fucked 11 other guys behind my husbands back. The first incident happened when the guy next door came over to borrow a wrench for something he was working on.
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Hairs To Kristen

I’ve never been the kind of guy to go to a “hair dresser” to get my hair cut. As long back as I can remember I’ve been going to old Fred the barber when- ever I needed to have my mop trimmed up. Then old Fred decided to retire about a month or so back, and the guy who bought the barber shop went and nicked Charlie’s ear. I sure as hell wasn’t going to give him the same opportunity with my ears!

My hair was starting to get really ragged looking though, and I was seriously contemplating cutting it myself when I spotted an ad in our local paper announcing that Kristen had joined the staff of one of the local beauty salons, and that she was welcoming new customers. The ad went on to say that she had trained for two years at a fancy school in New York and that she had won an award for excellence in men’s styling. There was a picture of Kristen right beside the ad, but I don’t trust newspaper pictures too much since they could have been taken years ago. The face in the picture looked real appealing though, and I did need a hair cut, so I called up and made an appointment.

I got to the place a little bit early the next day, and had to wait a little before Kristen was ready to take care of me. This gave me a chance to really check her out. I lit a smoke and relaxed in one of the big overstuffed chairs while I checked everything out. It was only five o’clock, but the place seemed nearly deserted. A couple of other girls were working on some women, but it was obvious from the conversation that they were getting ready to call it quits for the night. Kristen however was the one that my eyes kept searching out. The picture in the paper did her no justice. She looked to be about twenty years old with a face as smooth as silk. She stood about five foot four, and had dark blond hair that she wore short and curly. The white smock that she wore hid most of her figure from my view, but it couldn’t hide the fact that she had a pair of big boobs, and terrific legs!
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Meeting An Old Friend

I always did like a good fucking – just the way I am, I guess. Nothing like good dick in my pussy to make me happy. I was thinking that that day while I walked.

I was in the supermarket of the town I grew up in when I heard a voice behind me. It said “Jenny! Jenny Shores is that you?” I looked behind me and it was Mr. Jones the neighbor that lived across the road from us when I was growing up!

I hadn’t seen him in years but he still looked good, he was beginning to go grey around the temples but mixed with his afro carribbean features it suited him. His family was nice. I had many happy memories of hanging out in their house and playing with there kids. He was the first black man I had ever met and I remember having sexual thoughts about him in my early teens but I don’t think he ever regarded me as anything more than a kid. It was different now though. His eyes were all over me staring at me hungrily, and he said “Look at you! you’re all grown up, it seems like only yesterday you where running around in your underwear and sucking on a licorice stick!” I said “well I still like to suck on licorice sticks especially the big fat ones and if you want to see me running around in my underwear I’m sure it can be arranged…”
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Christis First Huge Black Cock

I’d like to tell you about how my wife fell for a young black boy…and she’s so in love with him, she’s having his baby. She finds much more satisfaction with him than she ever did with me, because of the way he makes love to her, and the sheer size of the cock he fills her with – its huge.

We took in an exchange student to help with the rent. He was an 18 year old black boy from Uganda. Now I’d had visions that all black men are tall, muscular and good-looking but Efan was none of these things. He was of medium height and quite pudgy, with thick lensed glasses.

I never regarded Christi as a femme fatale but since she’s been going with Efan she’s become insatiable and can’t get enough of his enormous weapon. Christi used to be quiet, almost shy but not any more. She has a nice figure for her age – 36. She has firm, well- shaped breasts and long, shapely legs. In our 15 years of marriage, neither of us had strayed before.

Efan soon settled in, almost one of the family. He soon began watching Christi who always wore stockings, at home or at work. Once I caught him ogling the tops of her thighs when she bent over. He smiled at me and winked and I saw the front of his pants tented out by a large bulge. I guessed he had what black men are renowned for, a big, big cock. Strangely enough, I got a hard on watching him eyeing up my wife so openly. The thought of him having her soon began to enter my mind.
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Big Black Trashman

Nancy watched through her kitchen window as the big trash compactor moved down the street towards her house. She lived in the last house on the block, and since it was a dead end street, the driver always backed into her driveway so he could turn his rig around and make his exit. It was hot out to day, and even though it was only ten in the morning, the thermometer in the window showed eighty five degrees. The truck was now only one house away and Nancy stared intently as the garbage man jumped out of the driver’s seat and hefted a fifty five gallon barrel like it was a pillow and dumped the contents into the compactor! She crossed and uncrossed her legs while admiring a light layer of sweat shining on his black chest and arms, so when he pulled into her driveway and dumped her container, she opened the back door and yelled out, “Say, it’s awful hot out today, how about some iced tea!?!” He finished emptying her barrel, glanced at his watch, and replied, “Sure, why not, I’ve got a few minutes to spare.

“Come on in,” she said, while holding open the door for him, “have a seat at the kitchen table and I’ll get the tea out of the fridge.” “Sugar and lemon,” she asked? “Just lemon,” he replied while flashing his million dollar smile. After handing him his glass, she settled down in the chair next to his and began, “I’m really sorry, but after all these months I don’t even know your name.” He took a long swallow of tea and replied, “It’s Henry, Bobby Henry!” Nice to meet you Bobby,” she said while extending her hand, “I’m Nancy Evans!” Both of them sipped on their tea for a few moments before Nancy offered while taking his glass, “Let me get a little more ice for you!” As she stood up, she purposely let her robe fall open giving him a generous peek at her naked body! She dropped a few cubes into his glass and returned to her chair, only this time, leaving the top of her robe open far enough so that her breasts were clearly visible. Bobby tried to keep from staring, but when a young woman practically begs you to look at he boobs, well, in that case you take advantage of the situation. In a very calm quiet voice Nancy asked, “Do you like the way my breasts look, Bobby?!?”
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Discovery of a Slut

Like many women, thanks to what our society promotes as attractive, Lisa did not feel she was beautiful. I didn’t agree, and told her so, many, many times, but to no real change in her view of herself. I finally persuaded her to buy some sexy clothes and go out with me for a night on the town. I asked her to get a very short, skin tight skirt. Finally I asked her not to wear any underwear. She hesitated at this, but then finally agreed. The day of our celebration Lisa went shopping. She called me at work to tell me about her new dress. She seemed very excited about wearing it for me. She wasn’t sure, however, that she would feel comfortable in public wearing such a sexy outfit. I assured her that she would be a big hit with anyone who saw her. I don’t think I convinced her. The plan was to go out to dinner and then go dancing.

I couldn’t wait to see Lisa in her new outfit. She picked me up from work at 6:30. When I saw her I was stunned. She looked like one of those glamour models. She gave me a shy smile when I whistled at her. She said, “I can’t believe I’m actually wearing this.” I said, “You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen. Lisa was wearing a red dress that barely covered her privates. Her large breasts stretched the top to its limits. The dress was low cut with a full one third of her breasts exposed. I said, “I hope those shoulder straps are industrial strength.” Lisa giggled and said, “I hope so too.” I continued to stare at her as she drove out of the parking lot. I noticed two bumps in the front of Lisa’s dress. I was happy to see that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I glanced down at her legs and wondered if she was wearing panties. Lisa noticed my stare and confirmed, “No, I’m not wearing panties.” I asked her to prove it and she pulled her hem up slightly revealing her neatly trimmed bush. Lisa said, “I have to be very careful when I get out of the car or bend over.” I said, “I’ll bet.”
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Slut Wife Does My Friend

My wife Anna is 5’7″ tall with long black hair and deep brown eyes and has awesome long legs, and a playboy bunny ass. Her breasts are small and firm, but her nipples are incredibly long and sexy when she’s turned on. We’ve always been pretty open towards sex and have shared our fantasies with each other often during our lovemaking.

My number one fantasy has always been to see her pleasure and be pleasured by another man. Recently she has been fantasizing about being taken by a man while I am forced to watch. After much thought, I decided that the timing was right to make both our fantasies come true.

Last Saturday night I invited a good friend of mine named John to come hang out, drink a few beers and smoke some joints. I didn’t tell Anna he was coming by, instead I ran her a hot bath with bubbles and candles and wine….you know, the whole ball of wax. I know that usually after one of her special baths, she’ll put on a real sexy outfit for me and we will spend the evening making passionate love.
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Sam Has a Wild Night

My name is Samantha, but my friends call me Sam. I had been dating Jake for a little over a year and a half. We were both juniors at State University and had met at the end of our freshman year. He was a great guy who I was probably going to spend the rest of my life with, and the sex was absolutely amazing. Never once was there a dull moment and we always kept it exciting. This is the story of one of those nights.

I’ve always had a craving for girls that has gone unsatisfied. I love the way their skin feels to the touch, as soft as anything imaginable. Sometimes in class I would find myself daydreaming of someone I had met the weekend before, wishing I could sink my tongue into her mouth and explore her body with my hands. I had never told Jake this, because he would have pushed me to try it. It wasn’t that I needed a push, I needed the right girl. I wanted a girl who was like me, because after all, it wasn’t only for me, but for Jake too, but he didn’t know that. I knew his tastes and they complimented mine quite nicely.

You see, I’m about 5’7″ and well toned with a large B cup, shoulder length brown hair with killer hips. I mean my butt is my best asset and I love looking at ripe round asses. The only thing different about me that I like on a girl is long blonde hair. I love imagining that little tuft of barely visible blonde hair just above beautifully shaven lips. I have quite often amused myself at night to this and many similar thoughts.
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