Category: first times

Asian Teacher Needs It There

I hate college, I hate everything to do with it, but I decided that what I wanted to be in life and all the opportunities I needed in life would come from going to college. It became very clear to me early on in life that I was the thinking type, so sports and military was out of the question. I was very lazy so that was even worst, but the only thing that made me want to go out and do things (other than pussy) was computers. I worship computers, more importantly the programs that run them, so that is what I decided to do. And don’t get me wrong, I was going to a great tech school. It was credited and all, and all of my teachers where great, except one.

Her name was Niko Mishishima. As you can tell by the name she was Asian, and she was my main teacher. She was the teacher that taught all the 0s and 1s of the computer programming world. And she was a total ass. Don’t get me wrong, she was a work of beauty. She was skinny, almost to the point of anorexia, but had a c cup. They were nice to look at, and she didn’t hesitate to show either. She had a small ass, which really made her look like she could fall forward at any moment, but what made her special, was my fetish for Asian women. Oh yeah I love them to death. She, though, could drive that fantasy dead. She always got on my ass about being lazy. She called me the future pizza delivery boy. Ah man could she get under my skin. And she always expects me to volunteer for shit. Who wants to answer the question, ha it was me, even if I didn’t raise my hand or if I was looking at the wall, I would still get called on. And every paper I turned in I expected a B. It could be perfect, it could have been written by god, it would still get a B, and to make things worst, I was still a virgin, don’t laugh, so I was always full of frustration.

One day in class I got really beside myself, and when she asked me a question I decided to be a smart ass and told her to figure it out on her own. This did not go unnoticed by her, and she quickly reprimanded me. She actually stopped class, told everyone to take out a book and study. Then she called me into her office. While she was ripping me a new one with English and Asian words, her phone rang. She was so pissed off, that she just let the answering machine get it. It was kind of old, so it played so you could here the massage.

It was her boyfriend, I never met the guy, and he told her over the phone that he just wasn’t happy with her, and that he had been sleeping with 2 other women for the past 3 months. Oh man I couldn’t help but feel good inside. This bitch was getting her just desserts, and I loved it. She yelled at the answering machine with words that were foreign, and just sounded like they weren’t pleasant, then she remembered me in the room. The look of embarrassment was all over her face. She couldn’t hide it and with that I walked out the office as if I was king of the world. The following week she didn’t bother me at all, as a matter of fact life was going good. She stopped dressing sexy though, she started wearing full dresses, and pants that didn’t show shape at all, and I guess she just gave up on herself.
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My Wet Dream Fantasy

This is a fantasy, my fantasy to be honest. I have had it many times in the past few months, and I am not sure to be ashamed of it or to indulge in it. I have told my girlfriend about it, she is very understanding, and when I begin to feel ashamed she tells me I am not a freak and that many other men have the same feelings. But sadly she is not into it at all. Not even the idea of it.

This my fantasy of what I would love to see happen. I have played this whole thing out in my head more times then I can count. Let me fill you in on it.

Don’t ask me why, but within the last year, I have all of a sudden become fixated on the thought of my girl friend, Annie, being fucked hard and fast by another guy. Her moaning, thrusting her hips against his, her large 42 DD tits swaying with the motion of the hard pounding she was getting. I’ve talk with her many times (not in such detail as you can understand) about this, and she is very against the whole idea of it.

I think there’s more going on underneath then even she would ever admit. She would say the thought of being with another man made her feel sick to her stomach yet when we had sex sometimes she would be very into role- playing, and even though she was a virgin when we met, she is a total nympho in bed. So naturally, me being a problem salver, I came up with a plan.

I know it’s not that original, but I figured if I could get her drunk, say… at a bar,(Annie always gets very touchy feelie when drunk to begin with) and present the opportunity to a more opened frame of mind, I would almost surely get to at lest find out how I really feel about all that stuff.

Now I had been bringing it up off and on for about two weeks, and I had gotten her to the point where she has told me, more then once, that “If it ever did happen, and I’m noting saying that it will, if it ever did, I don’t think I could do it with you there, you wouldn’t even know about it till it was over”

And that’s a step up for me. My birthday had passed a few months earlier so I reminded her that she said we would go out to the bar one weekend and get shit-faced together, she said I just had to tell her a week before to make sure she had off that weekend. So I picked the following weekend.

Friday was finally here, Annie had to work during the day, but she got off at one o’clock. I reminded her as soon as she got home, and by one thirty she was taking a bath, after that she did her hair, and picked out a sexy number to wear. She ended up in this tight light pick half sleeve tee-shirt, and these thigh tight hip-huggers that showed off her round ass very nicely. She looked very sexy, and I was getting high hopes for the evening. I had already showered, so I got dressed, nothing special, and slicked my hair back like always, and we left for the first bar around seven.

My girl friends drink of choice is a fuzzy navel, not to high on the alcohol, but two or three were enough to get her off and going pretty good. So when we got to the first bar of the night, she sat at a table, and I bribed the bartender to double the shots in her fuzzy navels for the time we there. But she didn’t like the place much and only wanted to stay to finish her first drink.
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First Stag Party Girl

WOW! What a bachelor party! I never in my wildest dreams would’ve thought that I would actually have an opportunity to take on 15 guys at the same time! When I walked into the room and was greeted by all those tipsy guys, I knew my fun was just about to begin.

I must admit I was a little nervous at first after all it was only the third bachelor party I had ever done, but the others were different. I had someone with me. This time I was the star attraction. Talk about pressure!

The guys seemed to be extremely turned on by what I was wearing. When I took off my coat, I had nothing on but a black lace teddy with black stockings and hi-heel shoes. 15 cocks stood at attention immediately at the sight of me standing there in just my teddy and stockings. I must admit it didn’t take long for me to lose my fear of being a success that night. I knew when the guys all gathered round me that everything was gonna be just fine.

As I started to unzip the pants of the groom-to-be, everyone else in the room followed my lead. Within minutes I had 15 guys naked from the waist down forming a line. All of their cocks were standing at attention. Of course the groom-to-be was gonna get his first after all he was what the party was all about.
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My Wifes First Black Cock

This is a 100% true story, only some of the names have been changed to avoid embarrassing our friends. This is my first attempt at writing a story, but I thought this was just too good to keep to myself.

My name is Eugene and my wife is Marie, I am 55 and Marie is 35. She is about 5’5″ and about 160 Lbs. But carries it pretty well. We have been married 8 years and have been enjoying the swinging scene for 3 years now. We started trying to meet guys online but found that most of the time single guys were a no-show for whatever reason. We did meet a few great guys and had some wonderful times, but wanted more. We joined a swingers club and attended a few parties and met some really good guys and couples and enjoyed some great sex. This really enhanced our own sex lives tremendously.

Marie has also developed a great attitude towards exhibitionism also and has started wearing really revealing dresses and never wears panties anymore, even when going shopping, hoping someone will see her shaved cunt on the escalator at the mall. We have also been going to adult arcades and theaters and playing some. It was at a theater I noticed that she was taking a good look at some of the black cocks that were being jerked off around her.

Let me say here that we were both raised in an almost 100% white area of Arkansas and were taught from a very young age that associating with blacks was taboo.

Marie was starting to fantasize about having a black cock inside her, but would only talk about it for a few minutes then would say that it was something she didn’t think she could ever actually do. Meanwhile I started chatting online with a black guy ( I’ll call him M)from a town nearby, telling him that she was not ready to cross the line yet but when she was ready I hoped he was there.
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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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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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Encounter

Bob and Nancy are on vacation. Bob is 46 and nice looking and Nancy is 44 with a nice body and a very attractive woman. Bob is 5′ 9″ and 150 lbs and Nancy is 5’5 and 130 lbs. One evening they decided to dress up a little and go out for dinner at a local restaurant. Nancy wore a halter top type dress that accented her size D breast. The dress was tight against her body to the waist and then was full from there down to where it ended on the middle of her thigh. She was very sexy looking and Bob wore a casual shirt and pants.

At dinner Bob and Nancy order there meal and had a drink while waiting. Bob or Nancy did not drink very often. As the meal ended Nancy said she was feeling the drink. She suggested that they go out to a local night club for some dancing when they finished dinner.

It was about 8:30 when they arrived at the club and not many people was there yet. They got a table and ordered drinks. Bob and Nancy danced to a few of the dances. They sit down after the last dance for a rest just talking to each other. Nancy commented about the young man at the bar. He was muscular and very handsome and looked to be in his early 20’s.

Nancy was staring at him and the next thing he came over and asked her to dance. Nancy asked me and I said it was ok with me. They danced 3 or 4 fast dances and they there was a slow dance. As they danced I notice that every time he moved his leg it was going between Nancy’s legs touching her crouch. He was also holding her close to his chest and had his head on her shoulder. It was dim in the club but I could swear he was kissing her neck during the dance and moving his body to rub her breast against his chest.
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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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