CUM PARTY TIME

CUM PARTY TIME
By: sex4u (sex4u4647@aol.com)

CUM PARTY TIME

I would love to attend a party like this one. Would you? Please give me feedback, I've to hear if you like or dislike. RON.

After having been married for five years, Art and Rita were getting totally bored with life and each other. Their day to day life was without change, work, dinner, TV, bed (to sleep), sex twice a week. If that often. There had to be more. One fuck of a lot more. But what was the solution? They would soon find out.

One morning in the mail there was an invitation to a party at a friends house. It was a to a sexy costume party, dance, bring your own bottle, Saturday night. Fun for all.

Rita called Shirley. "Morning dear, we just got your invite to the party, who will be there and what kind of party will it be?"

"Well,, there will be five other couples, three of the couples are swingers." Shirley explained. "Costumes are to be sexy and revealing as possible. We will have a lot of sexy fun, flirting and teasing each other. Some might even go farther, but no one has to do anything that they don't want to."

"You know that I like to flirt, so does Art, but anything else Im not sure." Rita said. "I haven't been with anyone but Art since before we got married. Before him I had enjoyed fucking with a few different men but none since."

"Nothing can or will happen that you don't want to happen." Shirley told her. "Come and enjoy the evening, you and Art should enjoy yourselves."

After talking it over with Art. They decided it would be nice to go and at least watch and stay with each other, or maybe have a little fun if it felt OK.

She called Shirley back and said they would attend.

Art rented a devil outfit, that fit snugly and showed his muscular body, so tight even his cock and balls showed through the red satin shorts.

Rita dressed as a cat, black leotards that molded to her shapely body. Every thing showed. Her tits were medium size, nicely shaped, and very firm. She wore no bra or panties so her nipples poked proudly through the thin material, and if you looked close you could make out the hair around her pussy. They both looked very sexy.

Covering their costumes with long coats they left for the party.

When they arrived at the party, five couples were there. Two of the couples they knew and the others they had seen around but never met. All dressed in very revealing costumes.

Shirley, dressed as a Greek goddess in a gown so revealing you could tell that she was bare under it. Her nipples poked out invitingly through the thin material.

John, as Tarzan in a leopard skin wrapped loosly around his waist.

Bonnie and Roger as Indians, Roger only wore a small loin cloth, that barely covered his prick and leaving his ass bare. Bonnie's loin cloth was mostly fringe, as was her top. Her tits poked out when she moved.

James and Connie were cave people in fur wraps but Connie's top covered only one breast, leaving one pretty tit exposed for all to admire.

Gary and Grace were both dressed as skeletons, black skin tight outfits with white bones painted on them. It was very obvious that they wore nothing under them. Gary's cock was making a bulge and Grace's ample tits showed very well.

Ralph and Sandy, dressed in roman togas that revealed as much as they covered. You could tell they were naked under their togas.

Dancing and drinking, every one mixed, dancing with many different partners. All were enjoying themselves. The drinks were very strong, and the lights were very dim. Most of the men got brave and started feeling up the women as they danced and the women reciprocated.

Rita was dancing with Roger when he moved one hand to her tit, squeezing it gently. She was shocked at first but it felt nice and since it was just in fun she offered no resistance. He pulled her ass in to rub his now hard cock against her pussy. Getting a little brave she reached under his loin cloth and held his bare cock while they danced and she felt it grow hard in her hand. The first strange cock she had touched in many years. This felt good, she thought. Maybe I will get fucked by someone tonight. Might be fun if Art was willing to go along with it.

With the lights so dim that you could hardly see anyone else. Art reached under Sandy's toga to find her smooth bare behind. Caressing her ass with one hand he felt for her cunt with the other, inserting his finger between it's lips he could feel the moist heat of her body. He hoped that Rita couldn't see him having some fun. He would like some strange pussy.

His cock swelled to it's full length as Sandy unsnapped his fly and let out his cock to play with it, Sandy liked cock, as many different ones as possible. She was going to get fucked by this one tonight, she hoped.

The Greek goddess opened her gown to allow the skeleton, Gary, full access to her lovely body. He took full advantage of the opportunity by lowering his lips to her bare breasts and kissing them. While she rubbed his cock. The party was heading in the right direction. Hopefully, soon someone would do more, and the party will swing.

Grace unzipped her costume, letting it slip off. Kneeling she raised James' fur. Started to give him a blow job. In the middle of the floor with the other couples dancing around them. She wished the lights were a little brighter so the others could see, she liked to be watched while having sex, and liked to watch others fuck.

Ralph's prick was getting hard just dancing with Bonnie, her nipples were rubbing against his chest and her belly was pressed to his. Opening his toga he pulled her to his naked body and yanked off her loin cloth, lifted her up and impaled her pussy with his stiff cock. Still dancing, she settled down on him, allowing it to enter her hot pussy. They fucked. Bonnie had screwed around a few times but had never been to an orgy. Ralph's prick felt so nice in her and it excited her to know that she might get fucked several times by different men tonight.

Connie wrapped her hand firmly around John's prick. This was the first strange prick she had touched in four years, it felt good to her. Slipping out of her fur wrap, she jacked him off. She could tell by the sounds from around the room that the others were doing more than just dancing. the scent of sex was in the air. She and James had gotten stale lately and after getting invited to this party both agreed to open up to some new adventures. Both had the desire to get fucked tonight.

Rita was getting so very worked up that she wanted to do more than just be fondled, and play with a bare cock. In the dark she bumped into a figure kneeling on the floor. It was a naked woman and giving someone a blow job. Envious of this person she stripped and kneeling started to suck on Roger's hard cock. This prick tasted a little different than Arts but still very good. She wanted to taste some cum. Sucking eagerly at this beautiful stiff prick she got hotter and hotter. The first spirt of hot cum caught her unawares but she swallowed and stayed on this fountain as Roger filled her mouth with his offering. She drained him.

With her oral desires fulfilled she wanted more, she wanted a cock deep inside, fucking her. She wanted some hot sex.

Soon every one was sexually active. In the darkness they all switched around to different partners, several times they changed. Nobody was sure of who they were with, but nobody cared.

Cunts got fucked and eaten, cocks fucked and got sucked, everybody did what they wanted and enjoyed what they did.

Finally the party broke up, well after midnight. Everyone was very well satisfied.

Wearing only their coats over their naked bodies. Art and Rita drove home, not saying a thing but holding hands. Getting into bed together, they kissed. Art getting hard again rolled between her legs and pushed his cock into her pussy, they fucked slow and easy, making love and after a beautiful climax, wrapping together they fell asleep.

Waking first in the morning, Rita went to get a very much needed coffee. Sitting naked at the table, deep in thought she didn't notice Art until his hands grasped her tits from behind.

"Good morning sweets, I'll get a coffee then we better talk." he said. "Did you enjoy last night or not?" Squeezing her tits gently he kissed her cheek and went to get a cup, setting next to her, he took her hand in his. "Well."

"Well,,,I don't know, for sure." Rita told him. "It was different, stranger than anything we've ever done, but at least we did it together." She asked "How do you feel?"

"It was exciting for me, men look at some things different than women do." Art replied. "I liked fucking those other girls but the most exciting thing was knowing that you were getting fucked by somebody at the same time."

"Did that really turn you on?" She asked. "If it did, you will be glad to hear that it was several somebodies."

"Several? How many? Please tell me about it all." Art begged her and started to play with one of her tits with one hand, holding his now hard prick with the other.

"No, you tell me first." Rita went to her knees. "What all did you do and to who?" and took his prick in her mouth and sucked on it.

"Well,, hon, I started dancing with you, then Bonnie in her Indian outfit that covered nothing let me feel her tits then while dancing with Sandy I fingered her pussy. Did you know she shaves her pussy?

"I was looking for you, to check how far you wanted to go when I saw you go down on Roger's prick." Art continued. "I was shocked at first, then thrilled to watch you sucking on someone else's cock."

"Then going to the floor with Sandy I started to eat her bare pussy. Boy was it nice with no hair to get in the way, maybe you should shave." Art was getting close. "While I was licking Sandy someone started to suck on my prick, I'm not sure who it was. Then I was pushed away from Sandy and someone started to fuck her."

"Switching around in the crowd I had my cock in about ten pussys or mouths, and came three times, twice in cunts and once in a mouth." He groaned. "As I'm cummin in YOURS.."

Art deposited a load of cum in Rita's waiting mouth.

"Now it's your turn." he said. "How many somebodies?"

"The first cock I felt was John's. While we were dancing he was squeezing my tits and I reached for him, his prick got so hard while I played with it. I knew then that I wanted to get fucked by any man in the room."

"When we switched, I was in Roger's arms and hotter than hell. I held his hard cock while he played with my tits."

Rita pushed Art down between her legs. "Eat me, please honey, eat me!"

"We bumped into Grace giving James a blow job." She sighed. "I stripped and started to suck Roger's stiff cock, while I was sucking Roger, Grace played with my nipples."

"My mouth soon filled with Roger's tasty cum." Rita was enjoying talking about last night. "I wanted to get fucked next. Looking around I saw some man laying on his back, his prick sticking up. His face was covered by a woman sitting on it so I don't know who it was. I lowered my hot cunt to it, eagerly covering this hard cock with my empty pussy. I was fucking myself on it, when a woman stood near my face and put her cunt to my mouth. Her cunt was dripping fresh cum so I licked it clean."

"Oh, oh honey I'm coming." Rita cried, and wrapped her legs around Art's neck. "Your still the best cunt lapper in town." Rita started a series of climaxes that left her totally drained.

Going back to bed they held and kissed each other for a while. Then Art reminded her that she hadn't finished her story and he wanted to hear it all. All about how many cocks she had and if she liked them.

"Only if we fuck while I tell." She said, reaching for his prick and guiding it to her pussy.

"After I licked that pussy, I sucked two more cocks and had a cock in me four different times. Some one would fuck me a little then switch with someone else. Two cocks came in my pussy and one in my mouth."

"I sucked cock three times, had five hard cocks in me, I climaxed too many times to remember."

"After the men petered out, the women got together in a circle and started to eat each others cunts. I sucked the cum from two more pussys while some of the girls sucked mine."

"That's about all, so now YOU fuck me." she said.

HE DID....

Pushing the Limits- the unofficial challenge

Pushing the Limits- the unofficial challenge [part 3 of 5]
By: Little Pup (suplittlepup@yahoo.com)

It has been about a month since the last challenge was completed, and a crazy month it has been. Time is a funny thing, and while I know the calendar says it's been a month, there are times the events seem like another life ago; and yet others where it seems like I was only yesterday. Despite how illusive time can be, life always strikes a balance. I would've been foolish to think the fun that had been so prevalent wouldn't be met with a decent portion of unrest.

After the completion of the second challenge, Stu and I had to take a step back. We had come close, too close, to crossing a line that I don't think either of us was morally ready to cross. It was a difficult thing for me to come to terms with, for we had been pushing the limits and I had been enjoying myself. However, at the same time, I didn't want to do anything that might jeopardize our friendship. There's nothing like the battle between your wants and desires against logic and reasoning.

I struggled with feelings that I had done something wrong, or that I was being punished somehow. It seemed cruel to me that I'd be so close to having the attention I longed for from him, that I'd be so close to satisfying my curiosities about what it would be like, only to have it be taken away.

To our credit, we did discuss these things, and Stu did his best to assure me that all was well with us. He asked me to fight for him in the battles within me; to know that he'd never intentionally hurt me. I knew what he said was true, and I knew in my heart of hearts that as far as he was concerned, all was well with us... I just wasn't sure if the same thing could be said for me.

I had a lot on my mind, and the timing of our halt didn't ease any stress. Within the course of a week, I had family in the hospital, a sibling's wedding to attend and my emotions regarding Stu to try to figure out. While at the wedding, I couldn't help but think it would've been a perfect opportunity for some kind of challenge, if we were still going to play that game. No challenge was issued though, and the thought served as a reminder of what I saw as an end to a chapter of fun.

I wasn't quite sure what taking a step back looked like, I just knew that our actions had managed to cross the not-so-clear line we'd never drawn in the sand. I wasn't sure I could tell him my thoughts and feelings anymore, let alone my desires or things I'd like to try. On the same token, I wasn't sure I could keep it from him either. I fought off the urge to disappear, to hide until the thoughts passed like I had done in the past, but I had promised myself I'd no longer run from Stu or my feelings about him.

Fortunately, I had my book, the one I write to Stu in. It's a silly habit, but it's a way for me to talk with him and let him in without sharing too much. In most cases, it allows me to formulate my thoughts more clearly before I spoke with him about my ponderings. Some day I imagine he'll get the book, or books if it takes that long. He knows most things contained in the pages, but there are the occassional glimpses into my mind or heart that I don't share; at least not yet.

Any fears I had about remaining open to him were laid to rest almost instantly. The irony in the fact that I was telling him about my fears of being open to him, and thus opennng myself up in the process was lost on me for the time being. I knew my fears were slightly silly, though justifiable. He has never attempted to censor me, instead drawing me out of my shell and encouraging me to express myself more freely. He assured me that there was no harm in our chatting, or even in continuing to swap links to stories or movies; it was the "contact sports" that crossed the line. He also made mention of the fact that if I ran away, I'd be taking the little bit of fun he did get to have away from him; and I couldn't bring myself to do that.

It's almost strange how quickly things went back to normal. We swapped links and talked like we had been for the last two years or so. During one of our late night conversations, fantasies were brought up and he asked if I had any I'd want to share. I did, but I grew concerned that it might make things difficult for him to know what I thought in that regard. He laughed at me and said thoughts were fine. It took me a while, but I did finally post a fantasy up for him and others to read (Happy Friday?). He told me I had an active imagination and that it was a "delightful story".

We talked about bits of it, and he gave me a hard time about the rain. I love the rain, and have since I was a mere child. For all the times I've sat in a downpour, or walked in a drizzle, I've never found myself with an opportunity to get frisky in the rain. We laughed and joked, and he mentioned that perhaps one day I could find myself alone with the rain falling outside. If such an occasion were to occur, I could take my trusty vibe out onto my balcony and see what it was like. It wasn't quite a challenge, more so just an urging to expand on something I was curious about.

It was only a few days later when an opportunity presented itself. My boys were off at a graduation party, and I was home alone after work. When I had gotten home, I had changed out of my clothes into a purple sarong that I had tied around my chest. With it knotted in the middle between my breasts, it made for a nice and breezy outfit. Darkness began to fall, and with it rain. I smiled to myself as I realized the chance I was being given, and wondered if Stu had known the weather forcast before he made mention of playing in the rain. I retrieved BOB from his hiding place, and placed a chair out on my balcony.

The air was getting cooler, with the change in humidity, but it wasn't a deterrent. A few drops had landed on the chair, and when I sat down, the moisture soaked right through the thin material and felt cold on my skin. I was excited about what I was going to do, knowing that with the big hill behind my apartment there was the off chance that I might get spotted. I also heard a few splashes and voices coming from the pool 3 stories down and to the left. If I wasn't quiet with my fun, I might be heard. It might've been less risky to wait until I had the blanket of complete darkness on my side, but I had no guarantee that it would still be raining then. My mind wandered to Stu and describing the experience to him, the feel of the rain, the rush of energy I had knowing people might hear me if I got too excited.

I slid down the chair, spreading my legs as I did so. It didn't take much maneuvering to move the sarong so that I was almost fully exposed to the sporadic raindrops. The first few made me jump, cold little shocks that left me waiting and anticipating the next one; much like one awaits the tentative touch of their lover. A drop hit my breast, just to the right of my nipple, and my breath caught. It seemed as though the rain was teasing me, as strange as it sounds, and it just drove me further along.

I ran my hand gently up my thigh, before zeroing in on my own target. My bare lips were already moist, and I let my fingers glide up and down my slit. After a few teasing moments, I dipped a finger, then two into my pussy and moaned as the rain's sporadic pattern seemed to increase. The dancing raindrops urged on my fingers, and the pace started to quicken. I went to raise my other hand to my breasts, when I realized it was still holding BOB.

I removed my fingers, and replaced them with the vibe; first running the point up and down my slit, gently nudging my clit, before allowing it to slide inside. My pussy yielded to the intrusion, noticing each of the bumps on the ribbed toy as it made its journey inward. Once it was inside, I stopped for a minute, imagining what I must look like sitting outside in the pseudo open, with my body exposed to the rain, and a vibe deep in my pussy. What would someone see from the hilltop if they looked in my direction? I wondered if my downstairs neighbor had his balcony door open to listen to the rain. Would he hear me? If he came out to see what the noises were, would he be able to see up through the small gaps in the 2x4s that made up the balcony? The thoughts turned me on even more...

The random rainfall turned into a gentle, but constant shower. It felt like a cool massage that kept me on my toes, my senses on fire. Despite the cold that should've been taking hold of my naked body, I felt as though I was radiating heat. I felt alive, and invigorated. I started to slide BOB in and out of me, without turning the bottom dial. I usually save the buzzing to push me over the edge as the feel of having something deep within me is a feeling I like to savor, without the distraction of buzzing.

Suddenly, the rain began to fall harder and I realized that I'd be a drowned rat if I stayed out much longer. I began to thrust the toy in and out of me faster and deeper, relishing in the feel of the rain beating down against my flesh. It surprised me how quickly I felt the familiar tingle in my tummy, the one that lets me know my body likes what is happening to it. I turned the bottom dial and felt a strong buzz radiate through my groin. I had been trying to be quiet, in case the people down at the pool could hear me, but I couldn't stifle the moan that escaped my lips.

Any attempt I had been making at keeping quiet now seemed futile. If the people at the pool could hear me over the spattering of the rain, or cared to listen enough to know what I was doing, it was on them; I didn't care anymore. I felt free and exposed, energized and alive, and maybe a tad bit naughty.

I thought about what it would be like for it to be a man instead of a toy bringing such pleasure to my nether regions. How the feel of their wet skin would feel against mine, or what the medley of sensations would be with us both radiating heat against the coldness of the rain. I thought about how shocking it would be to have my nipple go from the warmth of a mouth, only to be hit with a cold raindrop when it came free.

I was lost in my thoughts, which were driving me on. I pulled the vibe from my pussy, and ran the tip up my slit until it met my clit. It was like electricity shooting through me, the combination of my thoughts, mixed with the rainfall, and the direct stimulation on my clit was a massive blend to egg me on to orgasmic bliss. If there was anyone left down at the pool, I'd wager that they could've heard me as I screamed out in ecstasy. I'm not a big screamer, but the power and ferocity in which I came surprised me, as I shook and trembled in the night.

I kept the vibe on my clit, even after the first wave of my orgasm passed over me. The aftershocks were staved off as I refused to allow myself to come down from the heights of pleasure. Moans and whimpers were escaping my lips like I was a woman posessed. Once I couldn't take the direct stimulation anymore, I thrust the toy back into my opening. It took only a few thrusts of the vibrating toy to bring on yet another wave of pleasure. My mind was clouded with lustful thoughts, and the fact that I was being "naughty" and really didn't care! After the wave passed, and the aftershocks rolled through my body, I laid my head against the back of the chair enjoying the warm sense of after glow I felt.

The rain had grown heavier, which had helped in driving me on. Now, as I sat still sprawled out on the chair, with my eyes closed; I could feel the difference. The drops were harder, and I thought that had anyone been down at the pool, they would've been smart enough to seek shelter. I couldn't put myself in the smart category, as I sat out in the downpour, unsure of whether my legs could carry me the few steps into my apartment. It wasn't until I could start to feel the cold that I made my way inside; and then I laughed.

Laughter was the easiest way to express the emotions held within. I had sated a curiosity, had two wonderfully powerful orgasms, and felt more alive than I had in the last month. In a strange way, I was proud of myself, and even though I knew I looked like a drowned rat, I felt like I was something special. Something someone would be lucky to hold on to. I felt beautiful and sexy, and not one bit ashamed of the fun I had just had. Maybe someday I'd be able to have that kind of fun with someone else...

I dried myself off, still quite content with the rain falling outside. I picked up my phone and sent Stu a simple text "FYI its raining :)" and I correctly assumed that he'd know what I meant, and would want the details.

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I wanted to take a quick moment to thank you guys and gals! I know I warned you in the beginning that this is a true story, and unfolding as I write. I know that sometimes things don't happen as we wish, or in the time we wish, but I appreciate your patience and interest in the story!

Masturbation Bravo

Masturbation Bravo [part 2 of 2]
By: Tom Land (tomland2000@hotmail.com)

Masturbation Bravo

By Tom Land

Ralph was feeling especially horny and he wanted a good jack-off session to get himself some relief. His nuts were almost aching from needing to cum, and he had a very well-developed routine that he loved to go through in jacking off. He'd been out in the malls again, this time just watching the babes and getting sexual inspiration for his masturbation session when he went home that afternoon. He loved the variety of sexy babes he saw as he walked around, pretending to shop but really just checking out the female landscape that surrounded him. He loved how nicely young women and teenage girls bodies developed and he loved how the women today seemed to dress just to show off their figures -- their tits, their asses, their bared bellies and every other part of the anatomy that they could figure a way to put on public display.

Ralph had that routine where he went to lingerie shops and watched women and girls buying bras, thongs, panties, sleepwear and so forth, but he often just enjoyed checking out how the babes around him were dressed. He especially enjoyed admiring the different bra styles and fashions that he saw on women. He figured to himself that the style and size and type of bra a woman chooses to buy and wear could be an entire psychological study on its own. Ralph especially enjoyed the fact that over recent decades American women's fashion and social practices had gone radically from the days of women "bra-burning" to the trends of the 1990s and early 21st century where it has become so obvious that the way women exert their independence and personality is by the bras and panties and clothing styles that they choose to wear. In the earlier days, they supposedly didn't want to show off their bodies, their breasts and now women spend big money to buy sexy bras that do basically one thing and one thing only -- enhance the appearance and desirability of their tits. Ralph loved current times far more than the earlier ones.

Ralph headed home after he'd enjoyed the babes he'd been watching for a couple of hours, and when he got there, he couldn't get to his jackoff session soon enough to suit him. He got in the family room and stripped totally naked and then he began to think back over some of the sexy women and teenage girls he'd seen earlier that day. He also always had a nice library of porn pics, videos and men's magazines that he used to get himself hot and ready for masturbating. He loved a lot of the less risque mags such as Stuff and FHM because they had some very sexy women in them, many of them well-known celebrities, and the babes were willing to strip down to barely lingerie or almost nothing without posing totally nude. That left plenty for his imagination to help him enjoy stroking his hardon and bringing himself off. Ralph often wondered where the decision line lay between a young actress or celebrity posing NEARLY nude for one of those magazines and the option of posing totally nude -- at least from the waist up -- for something like Playboy. Doesn't seem that's hurt a lot of babes' future career prospects. Think of the sexy babes who have posed nude and even been Playboy "Playmates" on gone on to very productive careers -- Erika Eleniak, Pam Anderson, Anna Nicole Smith, Teri Weigel (well, very successful but in the adult movie business), Kathy Showers, and many many others who posed fully nude and then used that 'exposure" to their fullest advantage.

Ralph concentrated on one young lady who'd waited on him in the convenience store on his way to the mall. He'd bought a large coffee and some goodies to tide him over until dinner time later, and when she'd bent over to get a plastic bag for his items, she'd bent over right in front of him and he could see all the way down the front of her top to her waist. Ralp loved it when he was able to actually see a woman's bra and lingerie and hew knew to some degree why Bill Clinton had fallen for Monica Lewinsky when she'd lifted her jacket and shown him the strap to her thong that day in the Oval Office. Bill had to figure that any sexy young woman hot enough to actually show him she was wearing a thong had a lot more to show and a lot of hotness about her to even do something like that.

The young lady's name was Lana, from her store nametag, and when Ralph got ready for a serious jackoff session, he began thinking about Lana and how sexy she must be. He replayed in his brain the sexiness of seeing her nice B-cup sized tits held firmly in the cups of her bra. He'd been disappointed that her bra had been nicely fitted and the cups contained hre rounded tits just perfectly. He'd seen some women whose bras fit so loosely that when they bent over, the cups gapped foward, letting him get an even better view of their exposed naked tits than he would otherwise.

Ralph imagined that Lana was as horny as he was and he walked around behind the counter where she worked and she quickly got down in front of him, and unzipped his pants and took his hardening cock out and began to both stroke his meat and also to suck on his growing cock. She soon had the head of his dick in her mouth and she ran her wet hot lips up and down over his cock, watching as his dick starting rising up in increasing erection. He wanted to cum so badly and he loved how Lana was giving him such a great blowjob. Her hands were also kneading his cum-filled balls and she stroked him up and down, actually seeming to enjoy the act of having his aroused dick in her mouth and hands and hotly anticipating getting his cumload in her tummy.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, yeah, baby, suck my dick," Ralph said as he let Lana continue to really blow him good. As he sat back and was stroking his hardon, he loved the feel of having full nuts that wanted to spurt their cum so powerfully out all over the place. He had his hand wrapped firmly around his cock and he gradually increased the speed and firmness that he held his dick in his hand as he envisioned moving closer and closer to bringing him off with her wet hot mouth and hand.

"Yeah, baby, you sure do suck some good cock, baby," Ralph moaned as he felt her bringing him closer and closer to cumming. Ralph wanted to throw her back on the counter, lower her pants and slide his big cock inside her pussy and give her a good fucking but he knew he'd better just settle for this naughy young babe with the hot willing mouth just sucking him off and eagerly swallowing his plentiful cumload.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," Lana moaned as she caressed his balls, and she could taste the pre-cum letting her know that she was about to get the chance to deal with Ralph's balls spewing their load down into her throat.

Lana was jacking Ralph's cock back and forth, back and forth and bobbing her tight wet lips up and down on his swollen cockhead and then he moaned that he was going to cum. There in his family room, Ralph stood up, his hand rapidly jacking his dick and as he felt his orgasm beginning to explode, he moaned hotly and then the first thick hot geyser of his semen spurted four feet in front of him and hit the side of his leather couch. Another spurt shot out and it fell slightly closer and before he'd finished, Ralph had shot a huge cumload onto the couch and the carpet there in front of him.

Ralph gently kept jacking his dick as he imagined Lana sucking him and licking his cock clean. And then he kissed her, tasting the remnants of his spunge where she'd thoroughly sucked and licked his cock clean.

Ralph wasn't near being finished though. Now it was time for him to use some of his massive porn video collection to serve as the sex partner he would be enjoying unrestrained fucking with.

To be continued

More than eye Candy

More than eye Candy
By: xpurrteez (xpurrteez@yahoo.com)

More than eye candy.

A young woman seduces an older man.

Matthew tentatively placed the palm of his hand on the silken leg before him. He felt the warm firm skin beneath his touch and a rush of pent up desire ripple through his body and fire his imagination. The exquisite young woman smiled and leaned forward to kiss him and be kissed by him. He felt relieved he had read the signals correctly that she did want him to touch her. Their lips met in a slow passionate and gentle touch. He felt himself suppressing his heavy breathing and stoked the silken skin of here leg moving tentatively over her shapely thigh to the hem of the short skirt that was stretched tightly around her curvaceous hips. The kiss got more urgent as he touched her. She pressed her moist lips against his and began caressing the nape of his neck tickling the tiny hairs there with her fingernails and sending little shivers through him.

It was still very much a dream that he felt he was in. It had only been an hour ago he had found himself entranced by the petite blond that he was now kissing and caressing. He had known he only as a picture in the catalogues his company used to market lingerie products. She had always stood out in the teen market photos especially in the sweet underwear from the S.H.E range she wore. She was about 5'6" petite and with an A cup but with perfect-globed breasts that sat uplifted in most bras in a sweet hot cleavage. Everything else about her was like a doll - luscious curves, pert rounded ass and long shapely legs with exquisitely beautiful skin. Blue eyes that he was lost in at this moment, full cupids bow lips and aristocratic high cheekbones.

Matthew in his late 40's and divorced was in mid life crisis territory. He wondered if she was a gold digger but didn't care. He wondered if she was an escort but didn't care. He slid his other hand to touch her sweet pert breasts. The nipples had erupted from the tight halter she wore and the outline showed her arousal. When he felt how firm they were and the luscious shape beneath his touch he felt the already excited lump in his pants lurch forward and swell dramatically. It was only then he was conscious of the idea that she had let him and perhaps encouraged this intimacy.

They had spoken briefly and dance before retreating to the patio seat they now occupied. It had been her who had spotted him nursing a drink alone in the party and she had smiled sweetly and made her way over to him. He had been ogling her since the moment she arrived. Everyone had flocked her around from the mostly gay fashion designers to the wealthy playboy types and male models alike. The room was alive with beautiful models both male and female and he guessed that like in many of these events some of them were call girls hired to keep customers happy and many of the rest were eye-candy for the punters to promote the lingerie products of the company that hosted the event. Matthew was dressed smartly in his best Armani suit. As the owner of a chain of Lingerie boutiques he liked to buy the best from the most fashionable houses. S.H.E had for years produced consistently classy and sexy underwear and lingerie. It was known for its mysterious owners a group of three women each descendant from the St Sein and Honeywell families that had offices in London and Paris that had founded the company over a hundred years ago.

Matthew wasn't a particularly handsome man but his work with a personal trainer kept him fit and he still had a full head of dark hair with flecks of grey appearing making him look distinguished rather than old. His green eyes and warm manner made him appealing and though he wasn't immediately an attractive option for most women once they knew him, his wit and warmth was engaging. It was the fact that he had made Candice laugh that perhaps brought him to where he was now he mused. When she came over to talk to him he had made some comment about flies around a honey pot and then somehow they had begun talking about her last photo shoot of the new line of butterfly effect lingerie. Some how from there they had ended up dancing together. It had all been such a whirlwind and he still had suspicions about whether or not she was paid to be with him to keep his company on side or even if she was trying to earn a little on the side herself. At the moment he would have paid anything to continue. His hand felt her stiffening nipple and her kisses showed how much she enjoyed being touched. He slid his hand beneath the hem of her skirt to feel the curve of her hip and touch the soft silken panties that stretched across her sweet body. She murmured and wriggled seductively sighing sexily between renewing her more passionate kisses and caressing his hair sending shivers through him.

Candice was barely 19. She knew the effect she had on men. She was conscious of how they looked at her, knew how to walk so every eye in the room was on her. How to talk so people hung on every word and how to dress so seductively that women envied her and men had wet dreams over her. Despite this she came across as sweet and almost oblivious of her affect. There was a far away look in her eyes and a distance and warmth about her eyes and her smile that drew people of all ages and gender to her. Dancing with her- slow dancing with her presented the opportunity to feel her body against his. To run his hands across her luscious curves, to stare lasciviously down her silk halter-top and to feel her slender waist was making him feel sublime. Two or three songs passed in this sweet embrace and then she smiled and led him to the patio seat where they began to kiss.

" I'm curious what it is you see in me." He gasped. " I mean I'm twice your age!" "I mean don't get me wrong but are you um... a call girl?"

He wondered if he had blown it but pinched her nipple and kept his hand where it was on her hip feeling the line of her panties with his fingertips.

" What do you think this building is worth Matt?" she said to him sweetly. She continued to caress his hair and wriggle positively against his wandering hand movements.

"Oh maybe $ 4 million, I guess. Why do you ask? Its genuine Art Deco, great location tastefully restored. "

" Very good, $4.6 million at last valuation, Well it's just that I own it. I have an apartment on the top floor. So I don't need to do this for money. And our company doesn't need more of your business either if that's what you are thinking."

She kissed him again until he was breathless and the hand he had on her breast squeezed and kneaded it toying with the nipple and reveling in its hardness. Her tongue lanced into his mouth and her long fingernails traced his neck and hairline wildly.

When the flurry of passion subsided he looked at her. He was relieved but still couldn't believe his luck. "Then why me Candice? There are some great looking guys here your age too."

She smiled at him and reached down and touched the hand that he had beneath her tight skirt hem. She grasped the top of the palm and guided it until it touched the sweet triangle of silk covering her pussy. He felt the warmth and the dampness there and shivered with excitement. She smiled.

" It's because I want to fuck you! Feel how wet I am already. And boys my age usually want to show off how athletic they are. Sex tends to be a race to be won rather than an intimacy to be explored. Now let me see if you want me a little."

She reached down and placed her hand on the burgeoning lump in his pants. She clasped it tightly to feel how hard it was and felt it move under her touch. She began to trace an outline with her fingernails that sent shivers through him and she leaned forward and kissed him as she teased his cock and he began to press the outline of her labia into her panties. He wanted to find her clit and make her tremble tike she was making him tremble. The dampness filled her diaphanous panties and he rubbed the sweet lump until she began to pant and kiss more urgently.

" Are you going to make me cum? Here in public! Can you feel how wet I am? Do you want my hot little pussy all over this big hard cock?"

She began to shiver and grasp his cock tightly. His fingertips massaged her clit expertly. If there was one thing he had learned to do for his ex wife it was masturbating her with her panties on. It turned him and her on wildly. Candice gyrated against his touch kissing him and moaning quietly. A short distance from them hidden only by some indoors plants were a group of people discussing fashion and photography. She began to moan and gyrate and in a few short moments she was cumming and whispering and moaning in his ear.

" Mmmmmm that's so good. I can't wait to fuck you. Feel how wet I am for you. MMMMmmm Aghhhh I' Cumming so hard!!!!"

She writhed beneath his touch. She didn't climax just once. It was a series of waves of orgasm that came upon her gripped her body violently then released then again and again. Matt was proud of what he had done and so hot he could barely think. He wanted to rip her panties off and fuck her right here and then. Desire swept over him like a fever, he was sweating with anticipation. His cock contained within his suit pants strained against the fabric and tingled as she caressed and kneaded his stiff member. He understood now how exciting this was for her, to have the power to bring men to this level of desire to coax them to this level of helpless hopeless want and gain pleasure from it. Was that what she saw in him the chance to feed off that power. He didn't care. He only cared she was hot and wanted him and he could think of nothing else but drowning in this sea of desire.

" You know I can make guys cum in their pants? But I want yours hmmm in my mouth or pussy what do you think? Anyway would you like to come upstairs and see my apartment?"

He imagined how many guys she had brought to a sticky end in their pants. How many had fallen apart wanting to fuck her and just exploded the moment she touched them or she let them touch her. He nodded silently and stood up, taking her hand and walking like a zombie beside her as she wove her way through the crowd saying goodnight. She led him to the decorative wire caged elevator and peeled the doors aside and led him inside. She pressed the brass button to go to the penthouse and as the doors shut she slid to her knees before him and unzipped him. She unbuckled his belt and peeled his shorts back and began kissing the tip of his cock as her fingers snaked around his shaft expertly. She covered the tip of his cock with a trillion tiny wet kisses, rolled her articulate tongue up and down the shaft kissing and flickering her tongue over it until it was wet with her saliva.

She took his cock in her mouth as he reached down and caressed her silken blond hair, her diamond earring glistening in the dim light highlighting her slender neck and tiny sweet ears. He leaned back against the wall of the elevator as the wave of pleasure gripped him. She had taken most of his cock down her throat and he was fucking her face as she slid her mouth up and down his shaft. When his cock came from her mouth, her fingers twisted around the shaft firmly the other finger tips caressing his swollen balls and cupping them tracing outlines with her fingernails. He couldn't believe how quickly he had been taken to the edge. His cock was throbbing and he was moments away from exploding all over her face or deep down her throat whichever place he happened to be when it happened. As quickly as he had this thought he could feel the tip of his cock being pinched and the elevator lurched onto the top floor. He felt a small measure of his cum spurt from his cock and watched her greedily swallow it and curl her tongue around the tip to clean up any residue. Her hands and fingers firmly gripped him preventing any more from escaping. The wave of orgasm still hit him. The pleasure was still enormous as was his cock.

He looked down at her angelic face as Candice smiled up at him and got up from the floor and kissed him once more with her sticky lips. As the throbbing of his cock subsided she let go of it and turned to open the elevator doors. She took his hand and led him to the apartment security door and keyed in the code. The penthouse was tastefully appointed with antique and contemporary furniture. All around a view of the city lights provided a romantic backdrop. She helped him out of his pants as he helped her peel off her tight halter dress revealing the perfect youthful body. She left her panties on but stripped him completely. They kissed each other all over as they stripped. She led him to the bedroom and they lay together kissing sweetly and caressing, he without touching her pussy and her without touching his cock. He kissed his way around each of her small breasts and slurped and teased, bit and rolled her nipples, fondled her breast and kissed the sweet space between them. He moved his attention to her sweet flat tummy and kissed around the sweet butterfly belly stud until he could smell the how sweet scent of her wafting beneath him. He kissed the damp butterfly panties pressing his lips against them until he could fully inhale the intoxicating scent and taste the sweet wetness. She squirmed and moaned loudly.

"Eat my pussy. Make me scream! Then fuck me hard."

Matthew pressed his lips against her squirming gyrating body and fingered her wetness with his fingers while he slurped and kissed at her moist folds, using his tongue articulately to circle and suckle at her clit. Two fingers inside her felt impossibly tight. He wiggled them to find her g-spot and felt the wetness drizzle as he did. He lanced at her and suckled and licked and finger fucked her as she began to squeal loudly shouting for him to make her cum and fuck her hard. Repeatedly. He tried to peel the panties off her so he could get a better look at her sweet shaved pussy. She reached down and stopped him and between writing and moaning said:

"Leave my panties on sugar fuck me with them on. I want them to be all wet with my cum and your cum too. It turns me on so fucking much doing it like that."

Matt didn't argue anything that turned her on more was fine by him. He peeled the tiny panties aside and renewed his efforts to make her cum. In a few minutes she was writhing and shivering and squealing. Then she screamed and shot of cum squirted from her and covered his face. He lanced his fingers deep inside her and flickered her clit once more until her body gripped by a wild seizure and a gush of wetness and squirts rewarded him. She moaned and squealed and shivered wildly. He felt his cock was so hard it could cut diamonds. After the next squirt onto his face he removed his fingers and mouth from her and slid up to kiss her. She reached down and eagerly guided him to her pussy.

She rubbed the head of his cock between her folds until the tip glistened with wetness and teased her own clit with it until she began to shiver again then aligned it with the centre of her sex.

" Put it inside me just a little and stay still and kiss me. Don't move!"

He did as he was told and felt his thickness stretch her slippery hole, feeling the gush of wetness trickle over it and her young tight pussy clamp his throbbing cock like a wet velvet vice. They kissed longingly, tenderly, and sweetly. Waves of pleasure passed over them waves of desire to press deeper to take more of him inside her were resisted, restrained and denied. She knew how much he wanted to pound her and move deep inside her. He knew she was like a steaming kettle bubbling to overflow with the heat of the fire that burned inside her. They resisted for perhaps five or even ten minutes. Each resistance to move made the kisses more urgent, the breathing more irregular and deep. Each resistance made their minds more determined to abandon the promise not to move and give in to the raging need to fuck like wild animals. Then it happened without warning. She came and squirted violently all over his cock and screamed.

" Fuck me, fuck me hard, deep and long! Do me do me baby with that big hard hot cock!"

Matthew pushed deep inside her feeling the hot juices erupt around him, feeling his cock slide into her super tight cunt. Feeling his swollen cock find her cervix and then withdraw to begin his rapid deep and hard assault on her hot pussy to satisfy the begging voice that screamed for him to bring her to orgasm. He fucked like a piston in high revs until she came again then manipulated her slender shapely legs so they were in position for a fresh pounding of her pussy. He moved them like a rag doll around the bed and then flipped her over and fucked her doggie style. With each new position he would bring her to frenzied screaming and hot spurting orgasms. Each one more violent and excited than the last, she was insatiable and he seemed to have superhuman strength and endurance. Her cries of orgasm and urgent invitations for him to make her cum drove him to find all kinds of new positions, rhythms and intensities of penetration. All the time she would caress him kiss him and tease the core of his balls so that she coaxed more creative action from him more orgasms. His cock was a rigid throbbing mass of pleasure and pleasure making.

" Mmmmmmmm I want you to cum in my pussy. " She purred in his ear through a breathy post orgasmic haze.

She pulled his cock from her and bid him to lie on his back and straddled him. It was only then he realized he had run a marathon in the past hour and he was exhausted from satisfying her continuous desire. She took his cock in her hand and slid it over her sexy slit once more letting the ample juices trickle down the shaft as she teased it and watched him shiver in anticipation. Then she positioned it so she could plunge down on it and take it inside her again. She pushed it in a few inches and held still as he moved his hands to her sweet sexy breasts to squeeze the nipples and cup the firm flesh. She smiled and reached down and began to masturbate herself. Her clit must have been so sensitive it was a hair-trigger because she began to dribble down his shaft immediately and he felt her pussy walls clamp even more tightly around him as she contracted against his throbs. In moments she was writing and shivering and cumming once more. As she convulsed in a body seizure she plunged down hard on him and began a slow ride that increased in intensity until he felt the throbs of his cock were uncontrollable. She was sobbing now squealing continuously and cumming hard and fast. She felt him throb and felt the impending squirt and forced his cock deep inside and collapsed on him and kissed him. His hands squeezed her hot sexy ass against him pressing his cock deep inside her and kissing her like he needed each kiss like air to a drowning man. They both let go of reality, of the pleasure that engulfed them and were lost in each other. Time and space were meaningless. Waves of orgasm swept over her, his pleasure extended beyond the hot hard spurts that repeatedly erupted inside her and he felt a depth of intimate connection that made him lose perspective of where his cock ended and her pussy began. All that occupied his mind was continuing to feel her sensuous body and immersing himself in the expressiveness of their kisses and caresses and shiver with the waves of endorphins that flowed over them.

An orgasm, even one like this is not an end sometimes it is a beginning and Matthew and Candice drifted into a state of blessed sleep. They would wake and repeat the previous story many times over the next few days. She fed on his desire and he drowned in her loveliness. She was more than Eye candy she was sweetness that lasts.

Dog Sitter

Dog Sitter [part 1 of 5]
By: Raingirl

Hi, my name is Teri. I'm 46 years old, married to my husband Joe and have two daughters, 18 & 20 who both attend college out of state. My husband is a very motivated, type "A" who works for a machinery manufacturing company and heads up their overseas marketing. What that means is that he is out of town probably 150 days a year. It wasn't so bad while I had my daughters at home, but it gets pretty lonely now that the youngest daughter has started school in Texas.

I'm in reasonably good shape and weigh 130#, 5'5" with auburn hair and green eyes. I wouldn't say that I have an overactive sex drive, but I find myself wishing there were more intimate moments with my husband than I'm currently getting. Usually when he's been flying around the world for a week or two, it takes him 3 or 4 days to get re-acclimated to his sleeping schedule, so he's usually way too tired to "play" with me when I've got all this stored up desire.

Last year, after feeling a bit melancholy about turning 45 years old, I convinced my husband to buy me some plastic surgery and had my breasts lifted and enlarged slightly. I had been a small "B" cup and was sagging more than I liked and now I'm a firm "C" with a little more "perky" to my nipples. I was hoping the new look would reinvigorate my sex life with Joe, but after a fleeting bit of renewed interest in having sex, the same old doldrums took over our routine.

Now here I was an empty-nester in more ways than one. My girls were away at school and my husband was increasing his travel, much to my disappointment. Joe started realizing the problem and he invited me to meet him in Tokyo in between sales calls he was making. We were to have a few days of sightseeing and stay in a nice four-star hotel and get pampered with massage, dinners on the town and the whole nine yards.

It was a short notice kid of thing and I quickly went out and bought some new clothes and started packing for my little adventure. Then it suddenly struck me, what was I to do with our dog, Shep. Now Shep was a 12 year old German Sheppard who was pretty feeble and I didn't dare try to take him to a kennel for boarding. I quickly came up with a possible solution, I'd call my daughter's old boyfriend Ben and see if he would "dog-sit"

Now Ben and my oldest daughter Jill had gone out together for two years prior to her going off to college. They were still friends, but they weren't romantically involved anymore. I knew Ben was always up for earning a few extra bucks since his family was pretty strapped for money and Joe was still attending community college.

"Hi Ben this is Teri James, how are you?!" I said.

"Great Teri, what's going on with you?" Ben replied.

"Well, I'm in a bit of a bind and I wondered if you could help me out." I quickly cut to the chase.

"Sure Teri, what is it?" Ben said with an interested tone.

"I'm going out of town for five days and was wondering if you'd be able to house-sit and take care of Shep? I asked.

"Hey, I'd be glad too, just stock the fridge with pizza and I'll be there!" he said jokingly.

We set up the time for him to come over and I slipped $200 in an envelope for his trouble. Since my flight was leaving at 6:30 AM and I had to be at the airport two hours early, I suggested Ben come over about 9:00 PM the night before and just spend the night since we'd have to leave the house about 3:30 AM to make it to the airport.

Ben arrived right on time and I answered the door and gave him a big hug. "Thanks ever so much for doing this for me Ben, I really appreciate it."

It was a bit uncharacteristic, but I felt his arms circle me and give me a bit more return hug that I had ever gotten from him before. About then, Shep came lumbering up and gave Ben's hand a lick.

"Hi buddy, boy are we going to have fun together!" Ben said enthusiastically and gave Shep a quick stroke on his head.

"I went and bought food for you and Shep and here's a little extra for your trouble." I said as I handed him the envelope with the cash.

Ben quickly glanced in the envelope and retorted "Teri, this is too much, I mean I feel like a gigolo or something!"

The comment took me aback and I was surprised at the reference, but quickly dismissed it and said "It's just my way of saying thank you for helping out."

I was very disorganized and was still trying to round things up to pack and realized I had some things in the laundry to get clean and dry before I could pack them. I told Ben to sleep in Jill's room and he was free to do whatever he wanted while I packed. I was starting to get a bit nervous when it got to be 11:00 PM and I was still running around like a chicken with her head cutoff.

I was trudging up and down the stairs multiple times and was now waiting for the dryer to finish so I could finish the last few items of packing. Ben had wished me "goodnight" and retreated into Jill's room and closed the door. I went and got ready for bed and dressed in my usual short-nightie and pulled on a little robe just in case Ben reappeared from the bedroom.

I was getting to the bottom of the stairs and was just outside Jill's room when the dryer shut off. The din of the dryer left the hallway silent. It was then I heard a faint voice from inside Jill's room.

"Teri" I heard Ben say in a muffled voice.

I stepped right close to the bedroom door and heard it again "oh Teri..."

The light in the hallway was off and I quietly grasped the doorknob and twisted it open, I pushed the door ajar just an inch or so and peered inside. The window blinds were angled such that a bit of light from the streetlight outside gave a bluish glow to the room. The headboard was against the same wall as the door so as I looked in, I could see Ben lying on the bed with his head turned slightly away from the door. My mouth dropped as my eyes adjusted to the low light level and I made out Ben's naked body, but more revealing was his hand wrapped around a huge hard-on and he was slowly stroking it up and down.

I heard him make little groans and grunts and then he repeated "Oh Teri!"

"He masturbating and thinking of me!" I screamed in my head.

Now Ben is not a big gut, probably 5'9" and weighs 160#, but he's very athletic from all the soccer he plays. I marveled at the sight of his sculpted body and was amazed at how well hung he was! His cock was plenty long and thicker than my husband's cock by quite a bit. I watched in amazement as he fucked his fist and kept uttering my name.

My knees were shaking and my stomach was in knots. I started to retreat, but I couldn't. My free hand curled up under my nightie and I pressed my palm over my mound. I could hear my own heartbeat pounding in my ears as I curled my middle finger inside my slit.

I could see the droplets of precum oozing from his slit and he'd rub the slippery stuff all over the head of his cock as he continued to jack-off. Then he said "Fuck me Teri......."

I heard a teeny groan come from my own mouth and hoped he didn't hear me. I never had any idea that a 20 year old boy would be fantasizing about fucking the mother of his ex-girlfriend. All my sexual frustration from the past year or two suddenly flowed over me. I could feel myself about to climax from the sight of Ben's activity and a soft touch of my own pussy. I mustered all my courage and tried again to retreat and end this before anything got started.

"oh Teri, you feel so good inside!" he muttered.

Visions of his thick cock sliding into my lonely pussy were suddenly all I could think of. I was hooked! I knelt down and got on my hands and knees and slowly pushed the door open enough to crawl inside. His head was turned towards to window as he continued beating his cock with his open fist. I got closer and closer and marveled at the sight of his sex. My pussy was seeping juice now as I got right next to the bed. It was too late to turn back now and now my whole body yearned for his cock to be inside me.

I rose up on my knees and gently put my hand on his hip.

Ben sat up, startled and yelled "Oh shit!" as he tried to cover himself but the sheet and blanket had slipped to the floor.

"It's okay Ben, I understand!" I said in a calm voice as my hand replaced his around his throbbing cock.

"Teri , I, I...." he started to try to come up with an excuse for his condition.

I kept my eyes focused on his face as I opened my mouth wide and took the pulsating head in.

"Oh my God Teri.................." he gasped as I swirled my tongue around the swollen member.

It was alive and twitching and I could feel the blood pumping thru it like a fire hose. I crawled up on the bed and crouched over his groin as my head bobbed up and down in a steady rhythm. Ben's eyes were as big as saucers and they stayed focused on me as I got lower and lower onto his shaft and tried not to gag as his cock head jammed the back of my throat. . I wasn't very good at sucking a man's cock since my husband was never very interested in giving or getting oral sex!

I figured he wasn't going to last very long at this rate and I was getting selfish about what was going to happen next. I really wanted that beautiful cock inside my pussy and filling my womb with his hot seed. I pulled off his cock and sat back on my knees. He stared at me a little unsure what was to happen next. I pulled my nightie over my head to reveal my naked body to my new young lover.

I was never much into talking dirty or anything like that, but the moment seemed to present itself and I blurted out "I want you to Fuck me Ben, I want to feel your cum flooding my cunt!"

It was like I suddenly turned on the "overdrive" switch on his sex drive. He pulled me down onto the bed and got me onto my back. It took him just a few seconds to get positioned between my legs, spreading them wide apart, then he pinned my wrists over my head and slid forward to impale his cock into juicy slit.

"God you feel so good Ben!" I squealed as his cock took just three short thrusts before he was fully imbedded inside me. He lowered his head and began nibbling on my erect nipples as his balls slapped against my ass with each thrust. His two-day growth was rough on the tender skin of my breasts, but it was also very exciting and seemed to add to the whole atmosphere of being "taken" by my daughter's ex-boyfriend.

Now when Ben fucked you, it wasn't just sliding in and out with a nice steady rhythm, and he would thrust in so hard that my body shook and our hips would collide with such force that it bordered on painful. His strokes were so hard and fast that my breast would flop up and down with each pounding lunge.

I'd never been fucked with such force. It was a little scary at first, but I soon relished the rough treatment and begged for more. Ben was sitting up on his arms to get the best angle of penetration possible. The stimulation against my clit was intense and the first wave of my orgasm caught me off-guard. I could hear myself screaming in ecstasy as my body convulsed violently against the onslaught of Ben's fucking.

"Oh god Ben! Oh God! Oh God!" I kept chanting.

The sound of wet sex was filling the room and sweat was pouring off Ben's face as his teeth clenched and his hips pummeled into me. It was so overwhelming that my climax continued to build and get even more violent as Ben continued fucking me. It was a level of sexual satisfaction I never knew existed! I wrapped my legs around him and gave him even better penetration to my pussy.

Somewhere in the blur of the moment, Ben let out a groan and powered into my pussy once more. I could actually feel each squirt of his powerful stream hitting inside my vagina. He collapsed onto me, but kept fucking me with slightly less vigor. My pussy was awash with juices and cum. I never had felt such a wonderful feeling inside me. We were both panting like crazy and the coating of our sweat between our bodies caused a delicious lubrication between us.

His mouth covered mine and we kissed. This was the most voracious and emotional kiss that I'd ever experienced. Our tongues were like a couple of dueling swords and his mouth was all over my face, my eyes, my ears and up and down the length of my neck.

His hands continued to fondle all over my body. My pussy was still stuffed with his cock and my body was still jolting periodically with the remnants of my orgasm. After a while, He rolled off to the side of me and I could see the reflection of the street light glisten over my sweat covered body. I rolled to my side, facing away from him, and I was starting to have these deep guilt pains. I felt him snuggle up to my backside and his arms wrapped around me. His fingers found my nipples and he gently caressed them as his lips trailed along the back of my neck.

My mind was a flood of mixed emotions! I'd just cheated on my husband of 23 years and I was really feeling guilty about Not feeling guilty! I'd been needing attention and my husband wasn't giving it to me, so I reasoned that this was okay! Then I thought about my daughter Jill and what she would think if she knew. I tried to recall the things she said about Ben when they broke up and I again figured that the two of them had moved on from each other, so it was alright for me to take him for my love toy!

I was startled back to the present as I felt Ben's cock burrowing into the crack of my ass and I could feel that he was rock hard once again. The remains of our juices that clung to his shaft along with my own perspiration made a nice bit of lubrication as he rocked his cock into the cleavage of my ass. Now I came to another revelation, he was working his way lower so the tip of his cock was getting dangerously close to my asshole!

Now Joe and I had never had anal sex, in fact, we'd both considered it rather vulgar and filthy. We had been in a similar position where Joe had stroked his cock between my cheeks just like he would occasionally fuck my tits, but I had never contemplated it actually happening to me.

I turned my head over my shoulder and said "No Ben, we can't do that."

"So you've never done this before, have you?" Ben said as he kissed the side of my neck and making me swoon a bit.

"No, I haven't." I admitted.

"Although I have a friend who said she's tried it and really enjoys it." I blurted out and flashed back to a conversation I had with my old friend Jane just a few weeks before.

I started wondering about that admission she told me over a couple glasses of wine and I started to wonder now if she and her husband of 18 years suddenly started experimenting with new things in the bedroom. Her husband was probably worse than mine as far as being a work-a-holic and suddenly I wondered if her admission about trying anal sex was also an admission that she was having an affair?

As Ben continued fondling my breasts and nipples and I could feel his slick cock sliding up and down along the crack of my ass I said "I wonder how she got started with something like that?"

Then Ben whispered into my ear "That wouldn't be Jane Stubbs your talking about?"

Bells went off in my head and the two things clicked. "It was you!" I said with a mixture of horror, jealousy and wonderment.

"Yes it was me." Ben said. "Jane was feeling very alone and neglected and when I was doing some pruning on her hedge in the back yard, she invited me in for a drink and........ well, things started to happen!"

My heart was pounding even harder now realizing that Ben had been sleeping with one of my oldest friends!

"How long have you two.........?" I asked rather sheepishly.

"Just a few times." Ben said as his fingers rolled the erect nubs of my nipples and pulled them slightly. "I like making love to a M.I.L.F."

"What's a M.I.L.F.?"

"Mother Id Like to Fuck!" Ben smiled.

The image of Jane being ass-fucked by Ben was suddenly all I could see in my mind. Jane was a very stylish woman with great legs and a beautiful body and I was imagining her getting slammed just as I just had been. I started to feel like some sort of housewife slut, trolling for some young stud to service me. The thought of the whole thing made me even more sexually heightened and I wanted to be Ben's fuck toy.

It took me just a few seconds more to conclude in my head how to proceed from here. I turned back to Ben and said in a soft sexy voice "I want you to ass-fuck me too!"

I think Ben had already figured that was going to be the next step and he reached over to the nightstand where there was a tub of heavy hand cream. He got me onto my hands and knees and took a liberal amount of the thick paste and began smearing it around the entrance to my ass. I felt him spit a large dollop of saliva right onto my sphincter and began working that together with the heavy hand cream and it seemed to turn into a very slick liquid that he started working into my asshole with his finger.

"Ohhhhhhhh" I gasped as his finger slid part way into my ass and I dropped my shoulders to the bed. He continued getting more of the lubrication on his finger and worked it deeper and deeper into my virgin hole. He pressed into about his second knuckle and wiggled it around a bit that sent shivers through my body.

"Just relax Teri, I'm going to take plenty of time to get you all loosened up before you get the real thing." Ben said calmly as he thrust and rotated his middle finger around in my ass.

Ben took his other hand and reached underneath to fondle and finger my dripping wet slit. I groaned again at the sensation of him having two fingers in my pussy and another sliding deep into my ass. After a couple minutes of this double penetration, I was cumming again!

As wave after wave of these amazing sensations flowed over my body, I started wondering what else I'd been missing all these years! I felt my hips undulating and thrusting against Ben's probing and prodding as my orgasm went on and on and on. I even began pinching my own nipples as my ass waived high off the bed for Ben's pleasure.

It was as if I was in this really bizarre dream and I was fulfilling all these sexual fantasies I never knew I had until tonight. Ben was making me feel wildly different than I had ever felt in bed with a man before. I knew then that this wouldn't be my last indiscretion!

I could look back and see Ben getting in behind me and he smeared the concoction of hand cream, saliva and cum from my pussy all over the length of his cock. When he scooted forward and pressed the head of his cock against my ass hole, it felt like someone was trying to shove a broom handle through a straw!

"Oh God Ben, this is not going to work! You're too big!" I gasped in protest.

Ben didn't reply, he just kept alternating between shoving his well lubricated finger into my ass, then trying to press his cock head there. After 8 or 9 tries, I could actually feel his cock just barely penetrate my ass and it was like firecrackers were going off inside me. There was pain and I was scared as hell, but there was also this amazing realization that he actually was going to get his fat cock inside my virgin ass and it was super erotic and exciting.

Ben was slow and gentle as he could be and it probably took a good ten minutes before my sphincter finally relaxed enough for him to shove about half his length inside my ass. Then Ben said "Slide a couple fingers inside your pussy Teri and feel my cock thru the wall!"

I was again in shock. He was suggesting fingering my own pussy and feel his cock that was sliding in and out of my ass. Without anymore thought, I did it. My pussy was dripping with the mixture of my and Ben's cum and it felt really slutty for me to be shoving my own fingers inside my own pussy filled with that sexy goo.

Sure enough, I could feel the head of his cock thru the wall membrane as it glided into my ass. I tried giving it a little tickle as Ben kept stroking deeper and deeper with each stroke. My own knuckles were pressing against my swollen clit as I tried to shove a third finger inside my pussy and play with his cock. My body began shaking again with another orgasm and I was grinding my own knuckles over my clit like crazy.

I glanced back at Ben who was diligently trying to get his entire cock buried inside my ass. He could feel my fingers against his cock and smiled. His strokes were long and deep now and his nut sack would touch my hand now every time he slid into my ass fully. I couldn't believe how the feeling of his cock in my ass had turned from pain to sheer pleasure! I loved the way it filled me up and I was relishing every stroke.

We fucked like that for a long time. Not much was spoken, we just moved against each other's bodies and listened to the sounds of slick squish sex. I knew now that I was hooked on being ass-fucked. I know too what Jane felt like and how come she was raving to me about it. I closed my eyes and pictured Jane in my position and having Ben fucking her tight hole.

I was really enjoying the pace of Ben's fucking and the pressure it put on my womb. I noticed that Ben's strokes started getting a little more forceful and a little faster than before. I was excited to think he was getting ready to blow another load of his cum inside me, and this time in my Ass! I started rocking harder back against his thrusts and slipped my fingers from my pussy so I could play with his balls. That seemed to be just enough extra stimulus to send him over the edge. He grabbed my hips and yanked me back towards him once more and then I felt the torrent of steamy hot cum pumping into my ass like someone was squirting a turkey baster.

"Oh Ben that feels fantastic!" I squealed as his cock twitched and throbbed and pumped stream after stream of cum in my ass. The extra lubrication of his cum now made the canal nice and slippery as he continued pumping in and out of my hole.

We finally collapsed into each other's arms and before long, we were both asleep. I woke up a while later and started to panic! What time was it? We had to leave for the airport by 3:30! I glanced at the clock, it was 3:05! I flew from the bed and headed upstairs to shower and dress. I was in the shower and started to relive the past few hours with Ben. My hand took the bar of soap and ran it up and down my pussy slit and also around the entrance to my ass. Wow it was sore, and I could even slip a finger inside there which I never could do before.

I finished showering and got myself dried off when Ben came into the room, dressed and ready. I was trying to dash past him to get my clothes on and he grabbed me and pinned my against the wall and kissed me hard. Part of me was struggling to get past him, but the other part of me want to jump back in the sack with him.

"Ben, I've got to get dressed, now let me go!" I said in a half serious, half kidding way.

I finished putting the last few things in the suitcase and sent Ben to put in in the car. As I put on my underwear, I could feel my pussy and ass still oozing cum. I quickly grabbed a panty liner and stuck it on my panties and finished getting dressed. Amazingly enough, we were backing out of the driveway right at 3:30 AM.

The ride was quiet for a couple minutes and I starred at my young lover as he drove the car onto the interstate towards the airport. We were still 40 minutes from the airport and I was already missing having Ben's cock inside me. I slid next to him on the front seat like I did when I had a crush on a boy in high school. Ben quickly dropped his hand to my thigh and rubbed up under the hem of my skirt along my thigh until he was fingering my slit through my panties.

"God you know how to get me going lover!" I said.

I decided to reciprocate and began fondling his cock thru his jeans. After a few minutes of this mutual fondling, Ben said "Unzip my jeans."

I smiled at him and could think of nothing I'd like better. I opened his jeans and found he was not wearing under-shorts and his cock sprang from the opening. I scooted over and laid my head in his lap and took his cock into my mouth. I could taste the strange mixture of sex juices still on his skin and I eagerly sucked his cock harder and deeper into my mouth. I couldn't believe that me, a mother and faithful wife as o few hours ago was now a dirty little M.I.L.F. and I was dutifully giving my new lover a blow job while driving down the freeway.

The ride was coming to an end and I sucked him hard and fondled his balls to get him to cum. Sure enough, he thrust into my mouth and I felt the squirts of his jism filling my mouth. I had barely gotten sat up and got his jeans zipped up when we arrived at the airport. He got out and put my bag to the curb. I turned to him and he took me in his arms.

"Have a nice trip." He said. Then he kissed me with the flavor of his seed still fresh in my mouth.

The whole trip over to meet Joe, all I could think about was getting home to my new sex toy!

I cheated again this time somthing new

I cheated again this time somthing new [part 6 of 6]
By: Ashley198722 (ashley198722@yahoo.com)

Hi, My name is Ashley. I am a 22 year-old married woman to a Marine in Iraq. I am 5'0 125 lbs with black curly hair and eye's. I am built nice with a 34c chest and a shaved pussy.

Jim was behind me kissing my neck while he played with my ass cheeks. I said to Jim as he kissed my neck.

I want you to fuck me in the ass." A stunned look washed over Jim's face.

"Wha..." was all he could muster at first.

I repeated my plea in a low whisper.

"I want you to be the first to fuck me back there. I want you to fuck my ass."

"But, but, but. Ashly, are you sure about this? I've never..."

"Yes, Jim, I'm sure."

But, Ashley, no one has ever, you know. I've never even tried that with another women before. Is it even possible? Won't I hurt you?"

Jim was not being arrogant about his big fat dick. He was genuinely worried.

"I don't think so Jim. If we take it slow I think I can do it. And I know you'll be gentle with me."

After some more reassurances Jim agreed to try. I had him put a big pillow under my butt so my ass was high off the bed.

"Please use this KY OK Jim?" I asked a little sheepishly. "And please use your fingers first. It will help me open up for you."

I pulled my knees back to nearly my chest, my ass angled high up towards his face. He put the jelly on his index finger and brought it to my asshole. Gently he spread it around, lovingly coating every part he nearly made me cum right then and there. He put an even bigger blob of KY on his finger and tried to push it into me.

"Jeeesus Ashley; you're way too tight. Are you sure about this?"

"Go ahead before I loose my nerve dummy. Put it in. Put your finger in me." Finger fuck my ass baby!!

I felt his finger push at my opening again. It resisted at first but there was too much lubricant to stop it.

"Aaaahhhh" escaped from my lips as his finger penetrated me to the second knuckle.

"Are you OK Ashley baby?"

"Oh, yes. It feels kinda funny. But a good kinda funny. It's OK. Keep going Jim."

Soon his long index finger was slowly fucking my ass back and forth. Not even my hubby has got my ass hole!! My ass muscles clinched down hard several times, each time amazing Jim with their power.

"Damn you're tight. Damn you're tight." he repeated over and over.

I grabbed his wrist to give him encouragement. When the muscles in my ass would clinch down too hard, my hand would hold his wrist still signaling him to wait. Then I would close my eyes and concentrate on relaxing. Sometimes this would take many seconds, but eventually my hand would loosen the grip on his wrist and he would continue finger fucking me.

"More lube and two fingers , now 3. OK Jim? I think I'm ready for more."

After five minutes of stretching my asshole with two and 3 fingers. Incredibly, my virgin asshole seemed able to adapt to the invasion. Now I sensed it was time for the main event.

"I think I'm ready for you Jim. But please put lots of lube on your cock, OK?"

"Sure Ashley. I still can't believe we're doing this. I can't fucking believe this. Oh, wow, you are so incredible."

Jim's cock had subsided a bit during my extended ass stretching exercise. However as soon as he applied the lube to his cock and started to stroke himself, it quickly returned to full mast of 10 inches. "Damn" was the only thought I had as I watched it grow back. I was getting really nervous. It really didn't seem possible. He applied even more lube to the end of his cock and my asshole and he brought his cock to me. It was poised right at the entrance to my bowels awaiting final clearance for entry.

"Are you ready Ashley ?" Jim asked.

I answer with a nervous smile.

"Please tell me if it hurts. I am not gonna stop but tell me Ashley."

I knew I was in good hands.

Jim pressed the head of his cock on my asshole; that big fucker was at least ten times bigger than the little gape we had opened in my asshole. Even worse was the shape of the head of his cock: it has a very blunt shape. A cock with a pointier head would be better for ass fucking I suppose. But there was no denying it. Here I was: spread-eagled, totally lubed up, and reamed out. This was what I had asked for; now I had to face the music.

He pushed harder. Nothing happened except my entire asshole got pushed in a little. I tried to wiggle free but Jim held me tight.

He pushed even harder. My asshole pushed in a little more. Still no penetration. He pusher even harder.

"Ahhhh. Ahhhh. Ahhhh"

I couldn't speak now but my hand on his hip signaled him to continue.

"Ahhhh Ahhhh AH!" A jolt of real pain hit me.

He pulled back, quickly squeezed another massive blob of lube on the end of his cock, and moved it back in. He looked even more determined to get his cock in me this time.

The pressure increased, then doubled, then tripled.

"Oh, Ahhhh, Ahhh, Ah, AH!" I was starting to hyperventilate. It was making me really dizzy.

"PUSH HARDER GOD DAMN IT!" I yelled and he obeyed.

Finally my asshole surrendered. He was in. The head of his big fucking cock was in my virgin ass.

"OH OH OH GOD..." I repeated a million times.

My mind was reeling. I kept telling myself to relax. I could hear his voice in the background. "Are you OK Ash? Are you OK? What should I do? Are you OK?"

In my mind I was thinking: "Of course I'm OK. This is fucking fantastic." However I seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Finally I managed to say one word out loud,

"More PLEASE More."

So Jim resumed his pushing. Now that his entire cockhead was inside my ass, the tight ring of my ass had clinched around his shaft. This part was a little easier. Soon a totally weird feeling of fullness came over me.

"Oooo wow. What's this?" I think to myself.

Part of the feeling felt like a big turd moving the wrong fuckin' way into my ass. Another part, the good part, was a burning heat that quickly spread up to my pussy. I was catching on fire from the inside out and it was driving me nuts.

Jim could not push his cock straight in and out like a normal fuck. It was way too tight for that. Instead he used a slow little rocking motion: first in a little; then out a little; then in a little deeper; then out a little. As he did this, I could see sweat breaking out on his forehead. My sphincter could literally feel his cock swelling. It transmitted every last detail of his cock shaft directly to my brain. I had no idea that my asshole was so sensitive or so talented.

I watched him as he brought his thumb up to his mouth to wet it. Then he moved it back down to my pussy: my poor, forgotten, lonely, overheated married pussy. But sweet Jim did not forget it. His thumb traced up and down my engorged pussy lips. He collected some of the swampy mess he found there and spread it around my clit.

His big thumb began a gentle circling motion around my clit. He did not press too hard like some men do; his touch was oh so light and just the right speed. It took about 15 seconds of this before I started cumming.

The first orgasm hit me like a lightening bolt right out of blue sky. Sharp. Intense. Completely unexpected. His thumb kept right on circling. The second orgasm hit me about a minute after the first. This one was deeper and more powerful, like rolling thunder. My butt was high off the bed and my back was arched. My head rolled back and I started grunting and screaming. The orgasms grew stronger and blended into one long unbelievable sequence of earthquakes. I came again and again and again. My hips were dancing up and down, bouncing uncontrollably on the monster pole stuck up my ass to the hilt. Jim on the other hand wisely did not move a muscle.

As my orgasms subsided my mind began to clear. Now I could truly focus on the moment. This gorgeous older man with the big cock and the bigger heart was fucking me senseless. So what if he was fucking my ass and not my pussy. This was fucking in the purest sense of the word.

I focused on Jim's face. Beads of sweat covered his forehead and his cheeks had turned a dark red. His eyes were tightly shut. His expression seemed almost one of pain. I could tell he wanted this to last longer. Obviously it was not to be. Jim was only human.

His cock was engorged to its full size. Rigid, tall, fat, and proud, like the mast of a great sailing ship. Perhaps four long inches remained outside my body, holding my ass cheeks apart. The fullness inside my belly told me that much more of his cock was deep inside of me.

Slowly, almost imperceptibly, Jim drew back an inch or so; my tight sphincter implored him not to leave. Gently, the cock would pause briefly and return pushed by the manly force of my gentle lover. I could feel the head of his cock pulsate at the brink of orgasm. Poor Jim was trying so hard not to cum. He kept his eyes closed and his brow furrowed. His breaths were long and deep. This was about all any man could take.

Mercifully Jim's thumb had left my clit thereby letting my head clear. I was absolutely full of cock, stretched to my utter limit. The feeling is extremely hard to describe. It was more than just a mixture of pleasure and pain; I was in a state of total vulnerability and complete submission.

Jim's face and the incredible state of his cock told me everything I needed to know. He had never felt anything quite like this. We both knew instinctively we would probably never be able to recreate this moment again. What a gift to be able to give to a man.

"Jim sweetheart. Please open your eyes." My voice had returned to me and it was clear, calm and loving.

"That's better sweetheart. Now look into my eyes. Talk to me Jim. I want you to tell me what this feels like to you."

He groaned. Any man with a hard cock is no great conversationalist. A well hung man is at a double disadvantage. His poor blood-starved brain was no smarter than that of a wart hog. But, bless his soul, Jim tried to talk anyway.

"Ugg. So smooth inside. Ah. Ah. So tight. LL. LLLL. Looks. Looks. Looks great! Fuckin' great! I can't I can't..."

"Jim, please look into my eyes again. That's it lover. That's better. Now relax baby. It's time to just let it go. You need to cum now. I want to feel you when cum in my ass. Go on baby do it. Do it now. For me. Just let it happen."

My voice was soft and gentle, my instructions plain and clear. I saw the tension in his face disappear and his body give in to the orgasm. From deep in my bowels I could feel the head of his great cock grow even larger. I was literally impaled on his spear of a cock and its head was blowing up inside me like a balloon.

Jim lifted his hips involuntarily and pulled my body up with it. Two more inches of thick cock pushed into the core of my being. My dear sweet man did not pump or thrust at me. I watched as his big blue eyes rolled up into their sockets. I watched as his face contorted in anticipation of the sweet agony of release. Incredibly he made no sound. The sound was trapped inside his body. Only his cum could escape.

The entire bed started to vibrate in respond to the quivering of his thighs. His big hands squeezed at my hips. Then abruptly his quivering stopped; he became completely still. No motion at all. His face turned an even deeper shade of red. I spotted just a hint of shuddering of his jaw muscles. Soon my sensitive asshole detected his merciful release. He was finally cumming. My lover was cumming in my ass.

I did not believe it was possible to feel so much with my ass. The first pulse of cum moved with great force up the channel that runs along the bottom of his cock past the slight resistance of my anal ring. My insides tracked his cum those last five or six inches deep into my anus. Then I could feel a pocket of extra fullness develop as my bowels made room for his load of semen.

The second volley of cum was at least twice the amount of the first. The third volley was nearly as big as the second. The fourth, fifth, and sixth were still massive but I could tell they were growing smaller. Soon all I was left with was his shuddering. My big, strong man was reduced to helplessness; Jim was completely drained of all his virility.

At first the gigantic pool of semen inside me just gave me this sense of fullness. After a few moments the sensitive skin inside detected a wave of heat as my body absorbed his hot load. It was like a time bomb. Fucked in the ass by a delayed reaction cum-bomb. What a way to go! If I could get pregnant from the ass I would have here from the amount of sperm that filled me.

My once virgin ass reacted rather strangely to the hot cum. It contracted. HARD.

"Ahhhh! God" was poor Jim's reaction as his spent prick was squeezed to death.

With his cock emptied of its potency he had no defenses left. My powerful muscles had rung the remaining blood out his cock. He pulled back: first one inch, then two, then three, then four, then five. As soon as the rim of his cock head reached the opening, my powerful ass muscle unceremoniously expelled the rest in a flash.

He crumpled beside me on the bed. I took him in my arms and kissed him softly. I placed my leg across his tummy. He was defenseless. It became my responsibility to protect him from harm until he recovered his strength. I love this part of sex.

As he rested, I glanced down as his limp cock still red from its ordeal. How placid it looked. My mind wandered to the sensations coming from my body. My ass was aching but there was no sharp pain. My finger found my sore asshole and probed the gaping opening. I gently pushed my finger inside to the second knuckle. Oooooh that felt weird. I withdrew it. It mostly smelled of his cum with just the faintest hint of essence of me. It is by far the nastiest smell ever to have entered my nose and without a double the sexiest.

I got up and got a wash cloth for Jim's poor cock. It looked so sore and red that I had to kiss it. I started at the head and sucked down its softness then sucked hard to find yet another spurt of sperm still in his cock. Jim looked at me and said thank you Ashley.

Becky Was Bad (B)

Becky Was Bad (B)
By: Just Plain Bob (rdavis9607@msn.com)

She had worked on me for over two weeks to talk me into coming to this party and I had to admit that my reservations about meeting and getting along with her co-workers were groundless. I was getting along great with them although I did wonder why the women, especially those talking in groups, kept looking my way. I kept wondering if I'd left my fly open. The men there seemed to be mostly my age and in talking with them I found that we had a lot in common. Several were old car buffs and they wanted to talk about the problems I had encountered, and was still encountering, in rebuilding my 1965 Mustang. All of them seemed to be sports nuts and with our fair city having five professional sports teams (if you count soccer) there was plenty to talk about. They were a very friendly bunch and went out of their way to help me fit in. I knew that my wife Becky was going to be in a major "I told you so" mood when we got home that night and I resigned myself to it.

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Becky and I had been married six years when the company that I worked for went bankrupt. Regardless of all the talk about the economy being so great I had a hard time finding a job that paid as well as my previous job and I ended up taking on two jobs, one full and one part time, to help us stay ahead of our bills and keep us afloat while sending out resumes. Becky decided that she was going to go back to work so I could give up the part time job. It took her a week but she landed a job as a secretary/bookkeeper at a local warehouse distribution center. The money was enough to allow me to quit one of my two jobs, but I decided not to, at least just yet; I felt the need to build up the savings account against the next potential disaster.

Between Becky's job and my two we didn't have a well ordered home life and sometimes we would go with out speaking to each other for days; she would be asleep when I got home and I would be asleep when she left for work. As you might imagine, it played hell with our sex life. We did seem to make up for it when we did manage to get together and it didn't seem to be that much of a problem.

This went on for over a year and I finally found a job that paid almost as much as I had been making at my bankrupt employer. Once I began keeping regular hours I began to notice things that I hadn't been around to notice before. Things like the overtime Becky was working, the phone calls she got in the evenings from her co-workers asking her where things were; where this file or that might be and a couple of times a week she would have to run back to work and take care of somebody's problem. I hadn't realized that she had become so indispensable in her job. I told Becky that now that we were back on our feet she could quit her job, but she told me that she didn't want to. She said she liked the daily challenges and liked the feeling that they really needed her. This put me in a snit because now that I didn't have to work two jobs I wanted to spend more time with her and I did not want to share her with her job. That was the mood I was in when she asked me to go to the party with her and why I really hadn't wanted to go.

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I was surprised, but I was having a really good time. One of the guys, Ted, asked me if I played pool and when I said I liked to but wasn't very good at it he said it sounded like my game and his were the same. He led me to the basement where there was a pool table and we started playing. He was right; his game wasn't any better than mine and I beat him to games in a row, mostly by using my secret weapon - luck - before a couple of other guys came down and challenged the winner. I was on a roll and won three more games in a row against three different guys. Again it was mostly my secret weapon, but a lot of it was due to their dumb mistakes. I had some how managed to find a whole lot of players worse than me.

And then my life turned to shit.

I had to take a potty break and luckily, or unluckily as things turned out, there was a half bathroom in the basement. I was standing at the toilet draining the old lizard when I heard voices coming out of the vent just above my head. The ducting for the bathroom must have been pretty close to the duct to a room on the floor above and I could hear quite clearly.

"Stop you guys. I can't do this here. Not now, not with my husband here."

It was Becky's voice and a man's voice said, "Don't you worry your pretty little head about your husband baby, we have that angle covered."

"I don't care" Becky said, "It just isn't right for me to do this when he is here."

The man said, "Don't worry baby. Ted, Sid and Dale will keep him on the pool table until we are done and them Bill and I will go down and challenge him while Ted, Sid and Dale take their turn. Come on baby, this beats having to sneak out of the house and meet us at a motel."

Becky said, "I don't care, it's just not glumph" the last word garbled as if something had been stuffed in her mouth and I had a pretty damn good idea what that something was. Confirmation came almost immediately as another man's voice said, "That's it baby, suck my cock."

I was in the process of shaking the last few drops off my dick when I became aware of the fact that it was hard. Apparently the fact that my wife was being fucked in the room just above my head was more of a turn on than I would have thought. I should have been pissed but instead I was stroking my dick and wondering what she looked like getting fucked by someone else. A man's voice said, "That's it Bill, fuck that tight little pussy. God honey, I sure do love the way you can use your mouth."

There was a muffled reply as Becky tried to say something with her mouth full and the thought made my cock twitch. I remembered all the nights that Becky had been called back into work to take care of a problem and know I knew what those problems were - hard dicks that needed attention. I wondered how long this had been going on; at least the last three months since that is how long I'd only been working one job, but for how long before?

Upstairs I heard a man's voice say, "Here it comes baby, I'm gonna shoot" and then a frantic Becky "No, no, you can't. I didn't wear my diaphragm tonight, oh god no!" as the man said "Sorry baby, too late."

Then the other man said "My turn now. God but I love the way you feel when you're full of cum."

There was a knock on the bathroom door and Ted said, "You all right in there?"

I opened the door and put a finger to my lips to indicate that I wanted him to be quiet and then I motioned for him to come in. When he hesitated I reached out and grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him in. He started to say something and then he heard through the vent, "That's it Becky baby, wiggle your ass, take my cock all the way in."

Ted's face paled as he realized that I knew what was going on at both the pool table and upstairs. He started to say something but I again put my finger to my lips and gave him a look that said "Shut up or get a fist in your face."

Through the vent I heard a man say, "I'm cumming sweetie" and a garbled noise from Becky (she undoubtedly had a cock in her mouth again) who was probably trying to say please don't, I don't have my protection. Well, I thought, like the first guy had said, too late sweetie, way too late and I wondered if I was going to become a daddy because of the party she'd drug me too. She had at least two loads in her all ready and the night was still young.

Upstairs I heard one man say that they needed to get down to the basement and give Ted, Sid and Dale their chance. "Don't go away pretty Becky. There will be fresh cock for you in just a minute."

Becky said, "Are you sure my husband won't find out?"

And then a man's voice said, "Don't you worry your pretty little head about it baby, we'll make sure he doesn't find out. We don't want to go and ruin a good thing, now do we."

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When the two men, Mark and Bill, came downstairs they found me sitting on the pool table and Ted, Dale and Sid standing off to the side looking worried. Mark said, "Okay, who's got the table? I've got the winner."

"Well, there seems to be some question about that" I said, "I am probably one of the worst pool players in the world and yet some how I've managed to keep the table long enough for the two of you to fuck my wife. I would even guess that since I still have the table I could probably keep it long enough for Sid, Ted and Dale to go up and do the same. Or am I wrong?"

Mark looked at me and then over at Ted and the other guys. Ted just shrugged and said; "He heard everything through the vent in the bathroom ceiling."

Mark looked back at me and spread his hands, "Okay, where do we go from here?"

I looked at him for a minute and then said, "I've still got the table. If you beat me you all get to go back upstairs and fuck Becky till she bleeds. If I win, all of you have to set me up with your wives, agreed?"

They all looked at each other and I could see that some of them did not want to agree, but Mark turned to me and said, "Rack them"

Things did not go my way. Since I had the table I got to break and I sank three solids. I sank two more before I missed. Mark sank one ball and then scratched. I sank two more and then all I had to do was call the eight ball and the game was over, but I didn't want to win. I had no interest in any of their wives - I wanted to watch them with mine. But as I looked at the faces around the table and saw the worry and fear I changed my mind. These assholes had been fucking my wife on a regular basis and they hadn't given one rat's ass about how I might have felt about it. They had just bet their wives on what they had thought was a sure thing, and without consulting their wives.

Fuck em!

I lined up the eight, called the corner pocket and made the shot. I smiled at them and said, "Okay. You want to flip coins or draw straws to see which wife I get first?"

I looked around and saw what I expected to see, they were going to welch on the deal. I said, "How about yours Dale. I really liked the looks of her tits."

Dale got a pained expression on his face and said, "Look, I'm sorry that your wife is a slut, but my wife just isn't that way."

I looked around at the others and said, "Is that the way it's going to be? Okay" I said, "we will do it my way" and before they could say anything I went upstairs and into the living room.

"Ladies, if I could have your attention please? Would the wives of Bill, Ted, Dale, Sid and Mark please come here?"

I saw several women look at each other and then five of them walked over toward me. I asked them to follow me into the next room so I could speak to them privately. I saw their husbands come up out of the basement, but they were too late to stop things. Even if they tried to drag their wives away I would talk loud enough so that the women would hear. I told them about what was going on in the bedroom with Becky, how long it had been going on, how I had found out about it and about how their husbands had put them up to cover a wager and had lost.

"Now they are trying to renege and since I'm a poor loser I thought you should at least know about it."

One pretty little brunette said, "Is this just bullshit or can you prove it?"

"Find the bedroom that Becky is in and ask her."

The five of them looked at each other and then they stormed off to find Becky with their husbands trying to stop them. I heard one holler "Here she is" and then five minutes later the pretty brunette came back and said, "When and where do you want me. I'll teach that cocksucker to cheat on me and then put me up as a bet."

"How about my house and right now?"

"Let's go!"

As we walked out of the house Bill tried to grab her and keep her from going, "Get your fucking hands off me you piece of shit!" and she kept walking. When we got to the car I said, "I've had my revenge. You can go on back."

She looked at me and said, "You might have gotten yours, but I'm just starting on mine. By the way, my name is Mary, what's yours?"

I told her and she said, "Let's get to your place sweetie. I'm going to give you the best blow job of your life." And she did.

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Becky did not come home the next day. I got a call from her mother saying that she was going to spend a few days over there. It has been five weeks now and I still haven't talked to her. She calls me at home and work a couple of times a day, but I hang up on her. We may talk someday, but not now.

Over the next two weeks Mary came by my house almost every day, but she's down to several times a week now. She had a long talk with Debbie, Mark's wife, and shortly after Debbie called, and she was followed by Dale's wife Jenny, and Sid's wife Glenda. I have my own little harem going right now. Ted's wife is the only one that hasn't called, but Mary said I can expect her to call any day now.

I hadn't planned on it working out this way, but I'm not going to complain. I asked Mary how long she planned on punishing Bill and she said "That depends on you sweetie. He was part of a gang bang on your wife and I'm not going to be even with him until I have a gang bang of my own. Your choice, you can keep fucking me from now on, or you can set me up a gangbang and get me out of your life."

I smiled at her, "Better bring your toothbrush honey. It sounds like you may be around for the rest of my life."

She smiled back at me and said, "Want a blow job?"

I smiled at her and said, "Race you to the bedroom."