December 30, 2009

Wifes New Job

I’ll try to keep this short… I’ve been married 7 years. We are high school sweethearts. Happy and in love. The wife has worked from home for a great company for the past 2 years or so. The economic downturn led to her layoff and the tough job market resulted in her working as a bartender/waitress at a local spot. No problem, she loves the work and the people, just leads to conflicting schedules for “us” time.

So, it’s only a matter of time before an attractive women bartender gets hit on… Eventually, I get curious and go through her phone one night (I know that I should not have). She has text messages from two guys that are obviously trying to seduce her and she is sending suggestive messages back!

So eventually I confront her about the issue, and give her my permission and even encourage her to go out and play. She adamantly refuses and tells me that she is disturbed that I would “allow” her to do that.

I think it is incredibly sexy. She thinks that I must not love her if I would let her do that. I really want her to go explore her sexuality. I don’t know what to do.

Toms Wife

Submitted by: Tom - Houston, TX


December 28, 2009

Savannah sucks stranger

Hot wife Slut Savannah Diary Update.

Hey Trash, It has been a while since I’ve been in touch, sorry hun. Wanted to tell you about a recent experience. I was going out to dinner and saw this guy in the restaurant on his own. I made eye contact, got a nice stare back and a smile and during the evening managed to get over and chat with him and pull up a chair and leave Hubby on his own. He was nice looking, in town on business and we chatted for a while and he was hitting on me but pretty soft. I then came out with it and offered him a blow job, he thought I was kidding hehe. He joked about it and said if only I was serious I told him I was. I asked if my Hubby could take some pictures, he said yes but as long as his face wasn’t shown.

After our meal we followed him in his car to a hotel he was staying in. When we got to the room he still kept asking if I was serious. As soon as I got my coat off I got to business like a good slut I sucked like crazy and swallowed every drop of his cum.

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December 26, 2009

The Massage

Cuckold Place Update

Telling strangers about your fantasies

I’m sitting here with my little stiffy thinking about what took place yesterday. I was in a minor rear ender at the beginning of the month, and my physiotherapist prescribed massage therapy for my lower back. My therapist turned out to be a young, pretty lady named Erin.

During yesterdays visit, as I laid naked on the table with Erin massaging my lower back and ass, she asked me what my plans are for the holidays. Now, I am an avid fantasizer in my wife cuckolding me, so I decided to tell Erin a fantasy of mine that she took as real life. I told her that I was off for the holidays, cleaning the house, baking and doing laundry for my wife Debbie. Erin said “wow!, where do I find a man like that?” I then told her that Debbie was off to a Christmas party tonight while I stay at home and make supper for our two young boys. Erin then said “You mean to say that your wife is going to a Christmas party without you?”. “Yes”, I told her, a young doctor asked her to go to the Hospitals Executive Club in the city for dinner and dancing. (Debbie works at one of the large hospitals in our city , as a nurse). I went on further by saying that Debbie even took her little black dress to work with her and appropriate accessories. Erin was obviously taken back by our lifestyle, but still curious. She then asked “Is this something you and your wife do often?” Not often, I responded, a few times a year maybe if the occasion comes up or she is in the mood to experience something exciting.

Erin continued working on my back and was silent for a few minutes pondering our topic when she then asked “Don’t you get jealous?” “No”, I told her, not at all. We discovered early in our marriage that Debbie required more than I could give her, and we love and trust each other completely. I worship her and just want her to be happy. Our relationship works best for both of us, I look after her and the house and she is free to experiment. Erin then said, “Your wife sounds like the luckiest woman on the planet, what woman wouldn’t want a lifestyle like that?” “I agree”, I said back to her, “A woman gets the best of both worlds. Don’t you remember that feeling you got when you had that first date with a fellow? The excitement you felt being with a stranger, being catered too, pampered, lavished with attention?” Erin paused and then responded “God yes, I love that feeling, I am so envious of your wife”

During all this time, my cock was rock hard and leaking, when Erin then said “Time to flip over to do your neck and shoulders” She held the blanket discreetly up so I could flip over onto my back, then she covered me again. My little pup tent was obvious to Erin and I could see her checking me out while she applied more oil to her hands. Erin began massaging my neck when she then said “Will you wait up for you wife tonight?” “Of course”, I responded, “That’s the best part when she comes home and tells me about her date”. Erin then said “You will have to tell me all about your wife’s date next session.. promise?” “I will”, I said.

Then the session progressed as normal until the hour was up and she said, “See you next week, just make a new appointment with the girl up front” Erin then left, I dressed and walked out to the reception area, where Erin was whispering to the young receptionist. They were both giggling and Erin was doing most of the talking while the receptionist was intensely listening. When they both saw me they abruptly ended their conversation and receptionist came over to me and smiled and I made a follow up appointment. I know Erin was telling the receptionist what I told her, and it made my cock so hard and wet knowing now, that these two young ladies knew I was a cuckold husband.

Here is a pic of my Debbie heading out with some girlfriends. This is how I imagined her dressed that night. Hope you liked my story, nothing too raunchy, I know, but still turns me on just the same.

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December 24, 2009

Festive Cheer

Just wanted to say Happy Christmas and Holidays to all of our blog readers. I love Christmas mainly for the parties and naughtiness that goes on in them. People really let themselves go this time of year. Especially at the office/works Christmas parties, when the alcohol flows, and you find yourself a little more bold chatting to that office crush you’ve had all year.. They are just so set up for the illicit hotwife encounter

So everyone eat, drink and be horny and to all you hotwives hope you get some really good stuffing and also some cream to pour on your puddings to satisfy your Christmas appetites. Ok, bad jokes aside, have lots of fun and see you in a couple of days.

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December 22, 2009

Therapy the way forward

For years and years my wife appeared to not be very interested in sex. Sex perhaps once a month slowly but steadily got less and less; the low mark seemed to be 3 times a year. I started seeing other women discreetly in my early 40’s, and that continued for 10 years. I visited a variety of providers, had a number of one night stands, and developed several ongoing relationships of a “fuck buddy” nature, one in particular with a younger Russian woman that lasted about 7 years, and a more recent one with a married woman who is getting nothing from her husband. Most of these relationships and sessions have been “straight”, but I’ve had several with myself as the dominant man, to the level of enjoying my woman on a collar, heeling at my side, taking my paddle, and of course servicing me every which way I desired. I’ve also had a few submissive sessions where those roles were completely reversed, and I’ve thrilled to that as well.

Early last summer my wife finally figured out I was seeing other women. I think she used a private investigator, as she knew things that even I couldn’t figure out how she’d know.

Rather that terminating our very long relationship, my wife encouraged we “finally” (she’d been asking off and on for a few decades!) go to counseling, and I agreed. We found a therapist and started. That process has led to a vast opening up about our sexuality. I’ve discovered, for example, that my wife masturbates regularly in the shower, and fantasizes about being taken by two men. The most significant result of this has been that my wife’s sex drive (or should I say, her explicit interest in and desire to have sex, I think the drive was always there but stifled by our relationship) has gone through the roof. We are having sex on average 5-6 times a week, sometimes even 7 times a week. Excellent, juicy sex.

My wife however is not “all sex”, in a variety of ways. She considers herself a feminist, and buys into all kinds of viewpoints as a result. Porn, for example, is “degrading to women”, and she doesn’t like that high physicality focus, particularly with the woman so typically being subservient. This gets into a lot of more subtle landmines. For example during sex she doesn’t ever want to be called “girl”. She doesn’t want me to hold her head while I’m fucking her mouth. In general she’s very hesitant to engage in fantasy play, and certainly not with her being cast in some subservient role (i.e., a secretary who is getting screwed by her boss for example).

Sexually she loves getting drilled hard and for long periods. In the past she really didn’t like or want me to go down on her, but now that’s okay. She does like “all” positions, she loves to suck my cock. In our younger days she would orgasm while riding me, but for a long time now she always achieves orgasm through masturbation after all the hard fucking is over, while I’m combining some mouth fucking with some nipple sucking while I masturbate next to her. Similarly, I tend to require lots and lots of hard stroking to reach orgasm (unless I haven’t cum in days, something which almost never happens!), and so I usually also orgasm next to her through masturbation. Sometimes I have her blow me right as I’m starting to cum.

Overall, what she wants before and during sex is “romance”… not a porn scene and not a porn oriented fantasy, particularly right now given she’s aware of my infidelities and “experiences”.

In the past (15 years ago), she worked for a few years at a woman owned erotic products boutique, and during that period, we did some sex play with a variety of “objects”, and a few times had formal dom/sub scenarios.

Now, to the zinger. In the last several counseling sessions she’s said she would like to screw other men. Her reasons are “because I’d like to have those experiences too”. We’ve had discussions about “is this some kind of payback” and so on. As she explains it, “her world has changed” given that I’ve done this, and she’s thinking “why shouldn’t I?”. I’ve gone from “thinking about it” to saying “okay, you can do that, I just want to know about it”. (Similar rules now apply to me: if I’m going to go outside, I have to tell.)

Well of course this fires up my fantasy engine big time. I’ve ALWAYS had fantasies about my wife being a hot slut, in all kinds of different scenarios (her becoming dominant, her being taken by a dominant man, her hooking up with a dominant woman who then comes and whips me into a good submissive shape, then hands the reigns to my wife and calls in some bulls, etc.).

Now the question is where to take this. I do have the fantasy, and she’s shared how her hottest fantasy is definitely having two men. I’ve shared in counseling sessions a little bit about having the fantasy of her having sex with other men, and she knows about it from my fantasizing out it verbally occasionally during sex. But I haven’t just come out and said “yes, please please go fuck another man!”. Part of me really wants to… and part of me is scared to.

At our most recent counseling session, she said she really didn’t know where to start, and started asking about where I went to meet women, and suggesting that I help her! I don’t know how serious she was, and I had the knee jerk response of “no sorry, I’m not going to help you find other men!”. But maybe she was going someplace different, namely, it would be more comfortable for her if “brought her” a man that I thought it was okay for her to fuck? I don’t know. I’m going to ask next week.

Any ideas/suggestions on where and how to take this rather complicated situation? I do get extremely turned on by the whole “hotwife” scenario. Should I actively promote and support this? If I don’t, I doubt that she’s likely to put in the effort (or “exposure” if you will) of making it happen.

Submitted by: Zinc - California


December 20, 2009

Katie Pole Dancing

Got a nice treat this morning from the delectable Katie Kox. She sent me some lovely pictures of her and her dancing pole. Katie dances over in Vegas and uses it as a great tool to pick up horny guys, she makes sure she scouts the room for guys she thinks are cute and then singles them out for special attention. I think she looks exceptionally slutty in these pictures and to just think of her doing these poses just a few feet away makes me want to jump on a plane right now and see this hotwife in action for the boys. Thanks for the pics Katie. Love the ankle bracelet.

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December 18, 2009

Good times revisited

It’s always good to catch up with older readers of the blog who in the past have posted their experiences for us all to read and enjoy. Tom first submitted his experiences of his wife Sandy to us three and a half years ago. He followed it up with another post of another adventure in 2007. It’s been over two years since I’ve heard from him. This latest post is a look back at the entire picture of his dealings with the lifestyle. I must admit I thought it was a fantastic read from start to finish, and I felt I could relate a lot to the thoughts and feelings he went through during these encounters, especially being a certain type of Cuck that does not want to be humiliated or belittled for his desires. It also shows how a journey into the lifestyle can twist and turn and shape yours and your wifes feelings as you go along. Really interesting read. Thanks for sharing this with us Tom.


Good times revisited (memoirs of a cuck)

After reading the many “cock-hardening” stories on this site and others, I began to reflect on the experiences and circumstances that formed my lust for seeing other men fuck my wife. Having been married three times, I progressed from one extreme to the other. My initial views on marriage sex as a young man were conservative in the strictest degree. I would have never “loaned” my bride to another man nor considered the suggestion of it. I kept a tight grip on my first wife (one factor in divorce number 1) and expressed my jealousy often. Once the marriage ended and I learned she remarried (pregnant), I often wondered about her new husband fucking her and leaving his hot cum inside her as I did. I still felt the “pussy” belonged to me but her remarriage was a catalyst for my changing views about women and sex. In addition, I was at the time on active duty and exposed to all sorts of opinions and stories about couples swapping, threesomes and “open relationships” which furthered relaxed my acceptance of “adventurous” sex.

Wife number two was a firecracker!!! She loved to fuck and was ready whenever I was. Nothing was off limits (mouth, pussy, ass) and I advanced my knowledge and appreciation of sex because of her. I kept a few hardcore porn’s for our “adult entertainment” and especially enjoyed situations where one female was fucked by two or more men. I gradually began talking with my then wife about her previous experiences during sex and would cum in an explosion knowing her pussy had been rammed by others. The opportunity came to invite a friend for a threesome when an old school buddy needed to stay with us after losing his job. Building the courage took some time but after a candid evening discussion about sex, wife2 leaned over to me asking “are you ready”? I proposed the threesome to my friend but clearly limited no “guy/ guy” stuff (I’m still a bit of a homophobe), which he agreed to. Being naked in bed with another guy was more than “weird” but my heart thumped hard, filling my dick to aching capacity knowing someone else would fuck my wife. After my initial turn with the wife, my friend quickly put on a condom and mounted my wife. That moment has altered my views on sex permanently. I laid there beside them as he humped himself deeper into my spouse and she raised her legs, masturbating her clit into orgasm. I don’t think my friend lasted much longer but I think we enjoyed another threesome later before he found work and moved out.

Wife number three was ten years younger than me and European. Before getting married, I had a long talk with her about my interests and told her that although I am aroused by the thought of a married woman having sex with other men, I would not demand her to have the same interest. I explained that if she ever wanted to “experiment”, I would like to be a part of it and enjoy it with her. Wife3 was a bit of a challenge. Rarely have I been able to fuck her mouth or ass and she dislikes conversation during sex. She tends to be almost “boring” for her quietness and barely makes a peep when cumming, along with having less than half the sex drive I have. The rest of our relationship was very compatible and I believed I could encourage her to be more “wild” as time went on.

Around six months later I was away from home for a 45 day training exercise which, after a week made me think constantly of my wife’s young pussy. I sent daily text messages expressing my horniness and described how I hoped she would fuck another guy. Getting home was like Christmas to me. I couldn’t wait to get between my woman’s legs and fuck her hard. I made a mess of her pussy with my built up load in just a few minutes but an even better situation was in the works. The next few days I noticed the wife spending hours online just chatting it up. After asking about it, she said she had posted herself online for a “fuck buddy” and had been in contact with another soldier for weeks. My dick was granite hard and I felt a bit proud knowing my wife had considered exploring sex with someone else.

One evening sometime later, the wife met me at the door as I returned home from duty and ushered me back into the car. “We’re gonna’ meet Greg today” she explained as I started the car and drove to the arranged location. A vacant, but well known lot was picked for the meeting and after exiting the vehicles for a brief hello, I suggested we return to our place since home is better for getting to know each other. On the ride home, the wife was adamant that this was not the “fuck” night, just the “get to know each other night” but I already planned to insure a threesome would happen. Returning home, we all sat at the kitchen table and talked about sex as if we were in a business meeting. Greg explained he was married but had an “open” relationship. The wife sat idle and listened as I treated Greg more like a job applicant than someone looking for like-minded friends. “I have robes, let’s undress and put on the robes to be more comfortable over on the couch” I suggested as my wife looked at me “wide-eyed”. Asking my wife to get the robes for us, I could see she hesitated a bit getting up from the table and walked quietly into the bedroom. Greg and I continued talking but after a few minutes, I got up to check on the wife. She had already undressed and put on her robe but looked a bit frozen. “This wasn’t supposed to happen tonight” she protested but I assured her this was to be “more comfortable” and just to get over the “nervousness”. I explained that how far it went was up to her. I returned to the kitchen and handed Greg his robe, which he took into the bathroom and I busied myself closing the blinds. I undressed in the living room and dimmed the lights, waiting on the couch for the others of my “fantasy” to join me. Greg arrived first, making sure to leave sitting space between us for the “star” attraction. Finally, the wife made her way from the bedroom and I commented something about “I thought you left”, earning me a slight shove to the back of my head as she walked from behind the couch. She sat between us, ridged and quiet as Greg and I slowly started fondling her body. It all started very “tame-like”. Arms were caressed first, then progressing to bare legs and finally the “goodies” under her robe. She continued being “tense” but allowed us to “explore” her tits willingly. Greg attempted a few times to get access between her legs but she kept him limited by remaining closed legged. Both he and I still enjoyed touching her soft pussy hair and although our cocks were upright and wanting her to return the “action”, she remained the unresponsive partner in our fun.

Some time passed and I sensed she was now more “at-ease”. “Want to lie down on the bed”? I asked which she nodded in agreement. She got up, re-closing her robe and led the way with two aroused men following behind. Robes seemed to fall to the floor simultaneously as each of us climbed into bed with the wife in the middle. Greg and I continued exploring the wife who now opened her legs and allowed more access to her pussy. I backed away a bit to watch as Greg sucked my wife’s breasts and touched her cunt both inside and out. After I was sure she was now relaxed and building some lust, I leaned next to her ear and said “ready”? Again she nodded and opened her legs so Greg could position himself on top her. I reached between them and guided Greg’s dick into my wife. There is a certain “symbolism” by doing this and it also granted me a “touch” sense of him entering her (I spread her lips and felt his cock slide past my fingers as it sank). I repositioned my fingers to her clit and “worked” there while my wife and Greg began to fuck. Both I and the wife were a little disappointed that Greg had about half my dick size (she confirmed later), she had no trouble building an orgasm and cumming on his rod. Her clit became rock hard and she gasped a bit as her pussy orgasmed all over Greg’s cock. I’ve learned that my wife is a “cum once” woman and immediately withdrew my hand as to not hypersensitive her clit. Greg humped faster; knowing my wife had already came and now wanted to do the same. He drove himself into her and lightly groaned as he spurted his juices into my wife. Slowing to a stop, He remained inside her for a bit while his cock relished her pussy, leaving the last pulse of pleasure (and fluid) into my wife. He rolled from on top her which was my que to have my turn. I quickly took his place and drove my anxious dick into her squishy-wet snatch. Fucking a pussy fresh from another man is the best….BAR NONE! I might have stroked her just a few times but feeling her young pussy as a “sloppy seconds” caused me to cum like a maniac. For the second time hot cum was gushed inside her, double filling her pussy to capacity. I also hesitated just a while as the last drips of cum (and pleasure) left me. I pulled my soaking wet semi-hard dick from her and lay back on the bed, spent and satisfied. The wife made her way into the bathroom to take care of her “devastated” cunt while Greg and I recounted the evening.

Greg left soon after and although we would have liked to have had him “visit” again, he made no effort to contact us. This is a dilemma we would experience again and leave us perplexed. I’ll never understand guys who don’t appreciate and take advantage of an invitation to fuck another man’s wife (more than once). We have always wanted a male friend to be a permanent “fuck buddy” but it never happened.

A year later we relocated to Georgia and after settling in, noticed our real estate agent flirting at every opportunity with the wife. Because he was in his 50’s, the wife disliked the idea of doing anything with him. I gradually found out he joined couples for threesomes and he bragged about his extra large cock. Having never taken an oversized dick, the wife agreed to try it. After a few visits at his place, we invited him to meet us at a local motel (for discreetness). The first attempt was not very successful but was a learning experience none the less. Again, the wife ended up naked between two men and after suggestions from me, fondled our cocks while we “felt” her up. This to me was an accomplishment on her part and I enjoyed knowing her hands held 2 cocks at once. Eventually he got on top of her and fucked her pussy with his “above average” cock. It was not the “monster” he made it out to be but stretched her apart into new places anyway. The fuck ended when he tried to slam her pussy doggy-style, ramming her end wall. Now having a hurt puss, my wife convinced us to try again another time. After he left I did however; suck the still fresh fuck sweat from around her hole until she came (the smell of a hot pussy right after a dick drilled it is incredible) and then filled her up with my own cum (his roughness cut short the chance for him to cum).

Try number 2 came weeks later but again had some disappointments. I give hints and clues to the “bull” so he understands what works and what does not. He ignored this advice and once my wife was naked in his bed, buried his face into her pussy, making her cum quickly (normally this is the end of sex for the night with my wife). Since her clit is super sensitive after cumming, he only aggravated her crotch by continuing to eat her cunt. After she told him this, he repositioned himself and sank his thick dick into her. From the edge of the bed, I was enjoying the show of seeing my wife’s pussy sphincter tight around him but at this point; she’s just wanting him to “get his”. Seeing your young wife with an older man is an experience in itself. Watching him stroke deep inside a pussy that belongs to the husband, opening it in new ways and enjoying her body is a memory I still jack off to. He drilled her for what must have been over fifteen minutes and finally growled as he deeply packed her vagina with his jism. I asked him not to pull out until he went soft. I wanted all his cum inside my wife. Eventually, he pulled away and for the 2nd time in our marriage, I mounted my wife after another man had her. His dick had stretched and cream filled her, causing my dick to feel “loose” inside her hot-sloppy wet cooch. I came uncontrollably within a few strokes, dumping loads of white fluid inside her to mix with the other. Pulling away, my cock was “pudding” covered and her pussy looked a mess. I loved it.

Now my wife was truly exploring sexuality in new areas. Our realtor had a younger friend whom we had seen around town and the wife wanted to bed him. Although he was married, this only added to the excitement. For my wife to express interest in sex in someone else (without my coaching) was a turn on. I wasted no time arranging a meeting but the wife set “conditions” for it. This would be a “private” encounter and the TV would be played loudly so to keep whatever happens “discreet”. We all met at our realtor’s house and the wife sat down next to the guy she had been craving and we all began downing beers. It was suggested by our host (realtor) that my wife and new friend go into the bedroom. Looking at the handsome guy my wife asked him “what do you think”? My cock ached in my pants at this!!! For her to take the lead and invite him herself (without looking to me for approval) was exciting. They both got up and started the short walk with him in the lead into the bedroom, my wife closing the door behind them. As agreed, the TV was turned up while I and our host busied ourselves with internet porn. It was hard not to think about the next room. My mind raced constantly and I wished I had X-ray vision. She appeared once to get new beers for her and “friend”. I looked her over for signs of “fucking” (none found, clothes and hair all in place) and asked “how’s it going”? “Good” and with a smile, turned to walk back into the bedroom. “Damned TV” I thought as I couldn’t even hear the door close. Other than hearing a loud “thump” against the wall once shortly after, the next hour was uneventful. My heart still races thinking about it, wondering what’s happening a few feet away on the other side of a wall. Our host tired of the wait and at the end of about an hour and twenty minutes, reset the TV to a normal volume, planted himself into his recliner and channel surfed. I sat uneasy on the couch. Anxious would be a poor word to describe me, I was way beyond that. I thought I heard muffled conversation from the bedroom and possibly the rustle of clothes (and perhaps the clank of a belt buckle). The door opened and the new “friend” was the first to exit. His hair was out of place and shirt tucked hap hazardly into his pants. My wife looked similar, hair not as well placed with a look of tiredness (almost exhaustion). Eager to get going back home, I briefly said good-by’s to the two men who had known my wife as I did (not sure if the new friend fucked my wife with 100% assurance at this point but guessed so) and hurried my spouse into the car.

The drive home was quiet, neither of us speaking. I was about to burst wanting to know the story. Getting home I told my wife I was unsure if she and the handsome guy had sex. With a tired tone she replied “well, we did”. She went on to tell me the “thump” against the wall was her head hitting the wall while riding “cowgirl”. I sat as if listening to the greatest story ever as she described how he had relentlessly pounded her pussy “hard and fast” for an hour! She admitted the loud TV was beneficial cause’ she moaned loudly as he drilled her. I cursed that damned TV to myself and her insistence on having it on cause’ hearing her cry out like that would have remained with me forever! This experience was into new territory because she had been with another man without me being present. The “secrecy” of it was just as appealing. The rest of the evening was a disappointment for me. He had used a condom so no sloppy 2nds for me and because of her exhaustion, I was not permitted to lick (or smell) her love hole. Instead, I jacked off several times that night. Like a spoiled kid, I spent the night unhappy that I didn’t even get to fuck her after she had just been ploughed. Poor me.

Fast forward another year and a move to Texas. Now my wife was enlisted in the Army and met a German soldier training at her duty station. I encouraged her to continue their friendship. The day finally came that he visited us one evening. My wife had “mentioned” to him previously that we were sort of “swingers” so he was aware that fucking my wife was possible. I love evenings that set the mood for sex and I already knew how to “create” an environment to encourage it. My German is terrible so it added to my anticipation to hear them converse. When the time was right, I asked if they would watch TV in the bedroom cause’ I was “tired” and needed the couch (he he). My wife “flustered” a bit at this but they relocated (there were no chairs, only the bed to rest on) and this was just what I wanted. Turning off the lights hid me from their view but allowed be a “foot of the bed” view into the bedroom. I immediately wanted to masturbate but waited in case they walked back into the living room. I had to be sure “it” was going to happen first. Maybe an hour later the wife walked back into the living room. “We’re going to watch a movie” she told me while picking out a DVD. This was a good sign since it was after 8pm and he would be committed to stay a bit longer in the bedroom with my wife. “Turn off the bedroom light please, it bothers me (he he)” I asked her before she left, earning me a “disgusted” look from her. As I asked, the light was off and she explained the reason in German (I suppose) and climbed into bed. The TV in the bedroom also aided me to see what was happening and further hid me. Now I began to feel myself through my jogging pants (a good choice for feeling yourself up versus Levis) just knowing my wife was in bed with someone else. In hindsight, having the door closed would have been just as exciting but that may have been pushing it. Halfway through the movie, I was wet with pre-cum and began to lose hope the event would even happen when I saw him reach over and rub my wife’s arm with the back of his hand. IT’S ON!!!

This “petting” happened for a while with my wife later placing her arm closer to give him a better reach. My jogging pants were down below my balls as I stroked my cock slowly, waiting for the next progression. Rolling on his side, he now ignored the movie and rubbed along my wife’s arm, shoulder and stomach. Leaning into her, they started to kiss. I never seen her kiss someone else and I ached wanting to cum. Kissing continued with his hand under her shirt now, feeling and groping her tits. Clothes interfered with them now and my wife removed her shirt and bra first, causing him to down dress also. Once down to underwear, he slipped his hand into her panties with her spreading wide to give him total access. At times, I had to release my dick to keep hot spurts of cum from blowing out. Underwear came off soon after and the passionate kissing intensified. Breaking away, he fumbled for a condom and put it on almost nervously. My wife mounted him and sank his dick into her pussy. In a slow tempo, she raised and lowered herself on his cock but the fun was not to last. He was over-excited and came quickly. Some words were exchanged (embarrassed apologies and “don’t worry about it” I suppose) and they began to re-dress. Now I have a problem. I’m fully erect and have no place to hide because they will soon be out. Pulling up my clothing and “pillowing” my crotch, I braced for being “caught” “keyholing” the whole event. As soon as the living room lights were on “I knew you weren’t asleep” my wife said in an almost angry tone. Her German friend briefly spoke with her and hastily headed for the door (his pride a little lesser I suppose) and left. I promptly re-directed my wife back into the bedroom where I finished what he started. At this point, we both needed to achieve orgasm. I later encouraged her to give him another chance which she agreed.

Another weekend approached and my wife asked if she could meet her German friend at his place. “Hell yes” I responded “as long as he picks you up since it’s a big city and I don’t want you to get lost”. With that, all we needed was the coming Friday night. Arrangements were made that she would meet him on post and he would drive her to his place. Friday arrived, after duty, she changed into “civies”, kissed me bye and headed out. I was again aroused to no end.

Hours passed. I must have picked up my cell phone wanting to message her. A husband is always worried about his wife’s safety and eager to know what’s happening. I resisted the urge and put down the phone (many times), and pretended to have patients. Every time a set of headlights lit up the street I was alert and looking, anxious to see my wife. Around 10:30pm, she finally pulled into the driveway. I was like a puppy happy to see his owner. She came in; carrying a small grocery bag, looking as before (I always assume people that fuck look like they have, whatever that is). “Well, do you have cum in your pussy?” I asked. “Yes I do” she said in an almost boast. ”You went into a store with a wet puss” I asked in amazement (she always said a creampie made her feel “dirty” and had to be cleaned). For her to walk around with another man’s cum in her was just an extra “slice of birthday cake”. I wasted no time walking her into the bedroom, laying her on her back and removed her pants and underwear. I expected to see evidence in her panties but found them dry (I didn’t smell them. I should have). Instead, she had a thick liquid that separated her pussy lips and ran the entire length of her crack. I wanted to lick her pussy. I wanted to smell her fucked pussy and recall asking for permission (denied! I suppose she thinks that’s too much). I would never give oral to another guy but for some reason a creampie seems acceptable. Instead I quickly drove my dick inside her and rubbed her clit. We both came soon (she hadn’t came yet) and because my load is much more “fluid”, now she had no choice but to “cleanup”. Having your wife meet another man for sex and waiting for her to return cannot be described accurately; you have to go through it. I also learned that cum is in many forms. Some guys have thick “almost paste like” jism, others have clear to white “KY” like sperm (like me). For sloppy 2nds, the latter is much better. I expected to slip and slide inside her but what he left was just not as enjoyable. Knowing his sperm was swimming inside her was pleasurable anyway.

We met with him several more times and tried different versions of threesomes. I had trouble taking turns with her for some reason. I did eventually do this but at first I lost my hard on and had to watch awhile before getting it back. Perhaps it’s psychological. Up till then, I had been a “watcher”, a “go last” guy but I wanted to “tag team” my wife and help the “bull” take care of her love hole. I was able to overcome this but it took a few attempts. A good thing never lasts and after a disagreement concerning anal sex, he lost interest (that’s something I rarely have gotten from the wife myself). I know this seems like a book but hang on for one more.

Not satisfied with the experiences with the last “bull”, the wife found herself on the internet, searching for a replacement. For her to be the one looking for a bull, always puts “steel” in my pants. The act excites me for some reason. Maybe it’s her interest to get fucked by someone else besides me. Military posts are great cause’ there’s no shortage of dick to be found. Enter Adam, a tall, good looking guy who also is in search of a “fuck buddy”. She had found him while net-surfing and liked what she saw. Communication was made and over the next few days it progressed to cell phone conversations. When he would call, she hurriedly went outside to take the call, making me curious about what was being said. I offered to rent a “nice” room for a meeting and she relayed this to Adam. Nice rooms come at a cost but this final adventure was worth it. A date and time was set and I couldn’t wait.

The room was bi-level with a bed upstairs and down. All furnishings and layout was quality and I hoped his performance would be just as satisfying. We had arrived early and relaxed, wondering if he would even show up. The clock ticked closer and I found myself wondering from room to room thinking about what would happen. I took this time to confirm what my wife expected. Where do you want to fuck? should I wait outside? can I listen in? I asked her in an annoying manner I’m sure. Basically she had no preference about anything but having said previously that “private” fucking is more fun, I told her I would be on the couch during the “fun”.

A “knock” finally came to the door and my wife answered it. Adam was impressive even to me. Young, tall and a handshake meant for a cowboy made me almost feel sorry for what he would do to her crotch. After greetings were exchanged, I suggested my wife give our good looking friend a tour. I placed myself in the recliner (giving them sitting space on the couch for later) as my wife led the stud from room to room. I remember that their first stop in the first bathroom lasted a while (she told me later he placed a firm, passionate kiss on her lips right away. Damn, you go boy!) Returning from the “field trip”, they sat fairly close to each other on the couch, his arm on the couch back and hand on the back of her neck, massaging it all the while. I tried to make small talk but felt nervous so I pretended to watch TV and ignore them. No matter how many times I experience this, it makes me feel like a virgin on prom night. In the past, I had coaxed or suggested things to get things going but chose to let nature take its course this time. I felt my “being there” had things stalled so I excused myself upstairs and laid on the bed, wondering what I would hear next. The rented room had a great layout for “spying” on the floor below. The upper bedroom was more like a balcony overlooking the living room below. I planned to peek over from time to time but waited quietly until they were busy enough to not notice my big head (not my dick) looking down at them. Some words were spoken with a reply “you can put them over there”, followed by steps and the chime of keys on the kitchen table. Figuring he had just put something on the table and re-sat on the couch, I continued eavesdropping, waiting for something more interesting to feed my curiosity. After sometime, I sat up from the bed and looked over the half wall to see they were gone. “Shit, I’m missing it!” I thought as I crept downstairs to occupy the best seat, the couch. I was careful to be quiet and not disturb them. This was important for me cause’ I wanted them to have a good time without my wife’s pervert husband fumbling it up. At the end of the stairs is the bedroom doorway at the immediate right. In order to get to the couch, I had to cross (the still open) door way and did so as quickly as possible. I caught a glimpse of my naked wife sitting on the edge of the bed facing not directly at me, with him pulling down his underwear, closely in front of her. I was unsure if I was unseen and hoped I wasn’t. I quickly grabbed the TV remove and gradually turned the volume to zero (another place I wanted to not be noticed). I could hear hard kissing and labored breathing (this guy worked fast). My wife began to lightly moan in rhythm, hinting to me he was probably inside her now and the fucking was taking place. Occasionally, I could also hear Adam “umph” and breathe heavy as he went to work on my wife’s pussy. My jeans were at knee level as I jacked myself in unison to the sounds from the next room. I felt happy for my wife. Adam seemed to be the best so far and was fucking her like she deserved. I heard my wife grow louder and faster with her whelps and grunts with Adam doing the same in his own way. The bed noise picked up in volume and speed. He was fucking the shit out of my wife and I couldn’t have been happier about it. My wife let out a sharp high pitched squeal, a pause, followed by a relaxed gasp. She had come. For the second time in our marriage, she came on another man’s dick. This time without any help from me, Adam was a true stud. When she came it was like I had done it myself. I envisioned how tight she was now. Clamped down on his dick while he thrusted it in and out of her. I held on tightly to my dick. So much so that my cock turned bluish from the pressure I had ceased masturbating, just content to listen to what would come next. Having brought my wife to orgasm, Adam was driving himself into her ever faster and harder, drawing pleasure from my wife’s pussy, building his cum to explosion. He pounded her so much that I could visualize his balls bouncing against my wife’s asshole. Each thrust in her was verified by a quick grunt as his pelvis met hers, driving his cock as deep as possible. “UUUuuuuuugnh…..OHHhh” I heard as he surely had began shooting hot, pressured streams of cum inside my woman. He continued humping my wife in a gradual decreased force and tempo until there was quiet. I think there was perhaps a kiss between them and he rolled off of her, both of them exhaling deep to catch their breath. Some talk between them and a laugh followed, telling me it was done. I had previously told my wife to fuck again if he’s willing and I waited patiently, hoping this would just be the beginning but hearing Adam search for his clothes squelched that hope.

After redressing myself, I walked in to see my wife still naked on the bed with Adam sitting on the edge, putting on his shoes. “Have a good cum” I said walking toward my wife. “Yeah, did you” followed by laughter from the both of them. I smiled (artificially) and gave a long “No” reply while their laughter continued. This laugh from them belittled me for some reason. I felt the butt of their enjoyment at my expense and was a little hurt by it. For the first time I felt like a “cuck”, and I was put off by it. I realized something at that moment. Cuckolds are sometimes treated with a bit of cruelty by hotwives and bulls. This is fine for the willing participant but I didn’t like it. I had been generous to allow my wife and this guy to fuck and in return, was made the joker. A keyhole husband voyeurs the action and joins in the fun (if he wants). The husband should be revered and treated with respect (unless you like to be humiliated and punished). I promised myself to not allow my wife (or whoever she’s with) to use me for a cheap laugh again. It was a blemish on an otherwise perfect evening. I put aside my feelings (but not forgotten) and was able to get some close-up photos of my wife’s crotch. His cum had oozed out of her cunt and down her asshole, pooling a small puddle on the bed. Without even wiping her pussy, she dressed and we all returned to the living room for a “relax” from the action. Adam stayed for a while and channel surfed while my wife curled up on the couch. I was still stewed at the both of them and now wanted him to leave. When he finally got up to leave, I was almost as happy as when he arrived. My wife gave him a long kiss goodbye and closed the door behind him. She sat back down and began playing a “gameboy”. I looked at her with wonder, thinking about her still wet pussy under her jeans and panties, swimming with his semen. I gave her an hour as a break and then asked for “my turn”. I undressed quickly; lying on the middle of the bed (she understands this signals “her on top”) and waited for her to undress (again). My wife has an awesome foreplay technique where she gets on top and plants her pussy on my dick, causing the cock to lay between her lips and then “slides” back in forth (think “hotdog in the bun”). I have came many times like this but a slippery pussy full of cum intensifies the effect 1,000 times. Adam had also left her pussy somewhat open and after some juicy “slide” action, my cock found the hole without any effort. If I could name the best fuck I ever had with my wife, that was it. Her snatch felt almost electric and my dick had no choice but to fill her pussy to overflowing. It was the hardest, best orgasm I ever had in my life. I asked her not to “clean up” and fucked her again (twice) before she showered the next morning. Some weeks later I had attempted to contact Adam for another meeting but he didn’t respond (just as well).

We have since had a baby (a present from Adam?) and my wife has sworn off the “lifestyle”. “Not a thing a good mother does” she explains. Our sex has also taken a change (about twice a month, when “she” wants it). I now have permission to find a “fuck buddy” (to offset her interest in sex) but trying to be the “bull” is a challenge. Being married is hard to sell also. Strange pussy sounds interesting but I would trade all of it to see my wife in action. My wife is still my favorite porn star.

This is probably the end of my wife-sharing experiences. I only have fading memories to jack off too now (and a few close-up picks). The positives outweigh the negatives overall (except not filming any of it) and it was a lot of lusty fun while it lasted. I had previously submitted pics to this site if you want to research under “Wife Sandy”. So if your wife is just as enthused as you are about sex (and adventurous), tell her how much you appreciate it and that it makes you happy that she shares her experiences with you. An open minded woman, who is willing to keep her man ROCK HARD, is worth her weight in gold (or cum)!

What Adam did to Sandy’s Pussy

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Submitted by: Tom - USA


December 16, 2009

Oasis gets revenge

Hotwife Oasis diary update.


Sometimes my husband can be the biggest idiot in the world. The year he not only completely forgot my birthday - but actually invited a few of his own friends over that night to play video games - was just such an occasion. As I’m sure you can imagine, I was totally pissed! So I called up a couple of my girlfriends and went out clubbing for the night. I pretty much got dressed and walked out of the house without bothering to tell him what I was doing or where I was going. I was in a mood, and got pretty drunk and pretty outrageous at the bar we ended up at!

I was flirting pretty heavily with this black guy at the bar, and I told him about what had happened and that I really wanted to find a way to pay my husband back for totally forgetting me. And then the perfect idea came to me - I would bring this black guy home with me and then fuck him right in front of my husband and his friends. Lucky for me, this guy wasn’t shy at all, and he thought it would be great payback! (Actually, I’m pretty sure he was just excited that I was going to be a sure thing!). So I brought him home (along with a small party of other bar-goers) and that’s exactly what we did!

My husband had a pretty good idea of what he was in for when I showed up at the house with a big black guy in tow. And then when I calmly stepped in front of the TV and started unbuckling the guy’s pants - in front of my husband’s friends who were all sitting on the couch - he turned and walked out of the room. I pulled out a very nice BBC and started going to town. Hubby’s friends were all freaking out a little, but not a single one of them averted their eyes - this show was much more exciting than the video games! For the next hour, I played with my new guy on the livingroom floor in front of my hubby’s friends. I sucked his cock, he went down on me, he fucked me on my back and on my hands and knees. When he came, he squirted it all over my face.

After he came, we both calmly got dressed and left the room. I went to find my husband and show him the cumload dripping down my chin. Needless to say, he hasn’t forgotten my birthday since!



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December 14, 2009

Slut wife in the club

I hadn’t been out in what felt like an eternity. I wasn’t even sure I could dance any more but when my old boyfriend called asking me out clubbing I decided it was worth giving it a shot. My husband was going to be out of town so it was either try dancing or spend another night in with the cat. Since the cat isn’t much of a conversationalist, I put on the closest thing to a party dress I owned. I looked in the mirror, “humph” it would do. The dress was tight at the waist and short but not too short, after all I wasn’t under 30 anymore.

At a little past 9 pm I heard the knock on the door. I greeted John with a quick hug. He smelled so good it made my body stir. I always enjoyed sex with John but since my marriage he wasn’t as warm towards me as he had been. For a fleeting moment I wondered if I might be able to warm him up later. My husband had been gone for over a week and I was feeling more than a little needy. We left quickly. I ask him to drive because I planned to let loose a little. I don’t typically drink but I was feeling restless. I had been to this club ages ago and it was exactly like I remembered. The smoke hung in the air, a tangible thing. I knew I would realize later that it had permeated my clothes, my hair, my lungs, all of me without even a hint of foreplay. I plopped down at a corner table, crossing my legs conscious of the shortness of my skirt. John went to bar, pushing his way up stream against the press of young college students. Living in a college town when school was in session you ran into young hard bodied men and women almost everywhere you went. I took a minute to appreciate the firm breasts on display and the skirts that made mine look grandmotherly. I watched a few of the fraternity guys coming back from the bar. Their t-shirts were loose but hinted at the hard muscles underneath. I watched one in particular as his tight ass worked its way through the crowd. I sighed. Youth is wasted on the young.

After my second vodka Collins I got my groove back, either that or I was drunk enough not to care how stupid I looked out on the dance floor. John danced with me for a few songs and then went back to the table to relax. I started to follow but as the next song came on I recognized it as one of my favorite 80’s songs. I couldn’t miss the opportunity to dance to it again. As my hips swayed to the music I realized how close the guy behind me was. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and if I inched back even a little I knew I would find my ass grinding into his groin. I would like to think it was the movement of the crowd as more people pressed onto the dance floor but either way somehow I closed that tiny distance and felt his hands on my hips pulling me into him. I leaned my head back and turned to look at him. He wasn’t half bad, dark short hair, cute smile and some of those hard muscles. I could feel my nipples tighten and a slight tingling in my cunt. I let him grind into me from behind for the rest of the song, feeling his hands wander up and down my sides just shy of caressing my breasts.

When the song ended he let go of me and I turned to thank him for the dance but before I could say anything he leaned in and whispered in my ear, “follow me”. This is when common sense should have kicked in but like I said I needed a little adventure and my heart skipped a beat. I nodded my head in ascent. He wove his way toward the back of the bar pulling me along by the hand. In the thick crowd John didn’t notice us as we passed. I didn’t realize the bar had a back door until he pulled me through it into the alleyway. The light breeze felt good as it flitted across the light sweat on my back. I breathed deeply in the fresh air and looked around. There were half a dozen cars parked in the alley. He pointed toward a black mustang a few feet away, “Want to take a ride?” His smile was sweet and seductive. I gave him an equally inviting smile and said, “Sure”. He grabbed my hand again and pulled me toward the mustang. The car was parked at the end of the lot and on the other side of it was the next building. He pulled me past the passenger side and all the way over to the driver’s side of the car and faced me up against the door. He rested his hands on my hips and pressed his groin into my ass. I felt his hard cock through our clothes. “Oh you meant that kind of ride did you?” I laughed softly. That was all the invitation he needed. He slid his hands lower and clutched the end of my skirt pulling it up around my waist. He nuzzled my ear a little and pressed harder against me. His hands massaged my hips and my ass. I arched my back into him and he slipped a hand around to feel my wet cunt. He groaned softly as he slid a finger into me. He moved his other hand up to finally caress my breast. I spread my legs a little more. He took both hands and reached up to unbutton my shirt. Then I felt each of his hands cup a breast, tweaking and pinching my nipples. My cunt was so wet I thought I was going to cry. For a minute I was worried when he pulled away but then I heard the sound of his zipper and the thump of his shorts as they hit the ground. He simply pulled my panties to the side and slid his hard cock deep into my cunt with one hard thrust. I gasped and squirmed against the wall. He grabbed a handful of hair in one hand and used the other to arch my back more so that he could get deeper inside me.

“Hey Don!” a voice pierced the quiet. He stopped and turned to look towards the door to the bar. “Dude I’m busy” replied the man I now knew as ‘Don’. I heard shuffling in the dirt as Don’s friend moved closer instead of going back inside the bar. Geez, Don’s friend moved like a herd of elephants. I turned my head to see what was going on. With Don’s cock still hard inside me, I watched as three of his fraternity brothers neared the front of the Mustang. “Oh I see you are busy,” all of the brothers laughed and snickered. I leaned my head back and appealed to Don, “Don’t stop.” That got another round of snickers and laughter as Don grabbed my hair again as he went back to pounding cunt. I groaned. I could tell Don was gesturing to his brothers behind me but he held my head pinned down so I couldn’t be sure what was going on. Then I felt Don pull out and move away. I whimpered a little in protest until the blonde haired 6’ (?) frat brother turned me around to face his hard cock. I eyed him appreciatively. He finished removing my shirt and bra and licked and sucked my nipples. My cunt was on fire now and my nipples were so hard every time he licked or sucked on them I felt it go straight to my cunt. I reached down and fondled his cock, hoping he planned to use it. He responded by grabbing my shoulders and pushing me into a squatting position. Swiftly I had his huge cock shoved in my mouth. I choked as it rammed against the back of my throat. Don moved back over, his cock still out and hard. He stroked it while he watched his friend fuck my mouth with hard demanding strokes. Suddenly Don reached over and grabbed my head pulling me off his friends cock. I looked up at Don and grinned. He shot cum all over my face. This must have worked for his friend because he chose that moment to cum on my face and my breasts.

Don let go and I tried to wipe the cum off my face, succeeding in smearing it all over. I licked my fingers and stood up. My skirt was still wrapped around my waist and my breasts were covered with cum. “Well that was fun for you but I have to say I’m not that impressed”, I challenged. After all, my cunt was still unsatisfied and dripping wet. Don turned to look at his other two fraternity brothers. One of them immediately unbuttoned his jeans. His cock sprang forth, welcoming. The blonde having redressed himself roughly bent me over the hood of the Mustang. The night chill of the metal made my nipples ache. The new addition had long dark hair. Score one for variety I laughed to myself. He used his legs to push mine farther apart and drove his cock into me. I grunted a little from the sheer force but my cunt was so wet and ready it offered no resistance. He grabbed my hips and rode me with long hard thrusts. I whined with pleasure and tried to press into him as he rammed his cock in over and over. He pulled out and came all over my back and my skirt. I had cum once while he was drilling into me but I still didn’t feel much satisfaction. If anything my cunt was still hot and needy.

I stood and turned around starting to redress myself, thinking I could always go home and play with my vibrator. “What about me you slut? Where do you think your going?” asked the last fraternity brother, his hard cock in hand. I just shrugged. I had to admit this guy really wasn’t much to look at but fair was fair plus I could really stand another good fucking. I lifted my skirt back up and fingered my cunt. Without another word he walked up and pushed me back up against the car. I laid back a bit to steady myself and make my cunt more available. He started fucking me softly at first. “Harder,” I demanded. As requested he picked up his pace and force, rocking into me. I was facing him, thinking I wish it had been one of the cuter guys, but I reached up and fondled my own nipples as he drove into me. He was panting in pleasure and fatigue. I looked over and saw Don had his cock out again ready to go. He stood next to us, jacking off. Worn out, the last brother pulled out and came all over my legs. Don came right after all over my panties and my legs. I realized some cum had ended up on the hood of the car. I looked at Don, “Sorry about the car”. He laughed, “It’s ok, It’s not my car.” In unison the frat boys headed back into the bar leaving me to clean up alone. The last guy had been so quick I didn’t even get a chance to come again. I sighed.

I tried to wipe as much of the cum off me as possible and redressed. Luckily nothing had gotten ripped or broken. Going back into the bar I immediately headed toward the ladies room. No way I could face John without some more clean up. I pulled almost a whole roll of paper towels out of the dispenser and wiped my face off. Then I went to work wiping off my legs. A girl dressed in an all black Goth outfit came out of one of the stalls. She was pretty cute with long blond hair pulled into a pony tail. Her black corset was studded on the edges with metal studs and her breasts strained against it. Her skirt was a shimmery material that clung lovingly to her hips. She just stared for a few minutes until I stared back, feeling a little self conscious. “Looks like you’ve been having a little fun, huh?” She seemed nice enough so I just smiled back at her. “Let me help you with that.” She took the bundle of towels from my hand and bent down wiping off my calves first, then moving up to my thighs. I knew she could smell the cum and sex all over me. As she wiped my thighs my skirt slowly inched up again. My cunt ached as she got closer and closer with her ministrations. I was both shocked and pleased when the towel gently rubbed my clit. I couldn’t help it, I moaned just a little. She looked up at me and laughed. Standing without a word she pulled me into the last stall. She kneeled down and I was awarded a great view of her huge tits barely covered by the corset. She put the lid down on the toilet and sat me down on the edge. She spread my legs and my skirt was back up around my waist. I laughed a little to myself, this poor skirt wasn’t doing its job at all tonight. She tugged at my panties till I lifted my ass so she could slide them off. Then she started licking. She licked my inner thighs, teasing me, making me arch my back and fight to keep a moan from giving away our activities. As girls cycled in and out of the bathroom I tried to be quiet while she licked my cunt. She teased my clit with her teeth, nibbling and sucking alternately. My breasts felt huge and my nipples begged for attention. I moved my hands through her hair sometimes pulling her mouth against my cunt. I slid one hand under my shirt and tortured my nipples. I twisted them and pinched them. I felt my hips moving in rhythm with her tongue. Finally it was too much for me I arched my back and let out a moan as I came hard against her mouth. She kept licking and licking driving me wild until I finally had to pull her head away. She licked her lips and smiled a wicked smile.

I reached out and grabbed one of her breasts and released it from the corset. She stood up. I wasn’t sure if she was offended or what so I stood up too and pushed her against the door of the stall. I kissed her hard on the lips, biting her bottom lip. At last I felt her hands circle my waist. I pulled back enough to put my mouth on her breast and began teasing and sucking her nipple. I reached with my other hand to free her other breast. I cupped them together, sucking and licking both her nipples at one time. She squirmed against the door so I moved my pelvis up against hers to hold her still. I didn’t want to be done with her beautiful breasts just yet. I worked them until I could tell she was burning. I ran a hand along and under that seductive skirt. I was a little surprised to find that she didn’t have any panties on, but I wasn’t at all surprised at her hot wet cunt. I put a finger gently inside her, teasing her clit. She arched against my hand. So I put two fingers inside her and used my thumb to massage her clit as I moved my fingers inside her, exploring her. I let my mouth go back to her nipples as I tried 3 fingers. I shoved them as far up her cunt as I could. When I pulled them back out I felt her hand on mine. She shoved my fingers back into her cunt spreading her legs wider. She broke away and sat on the toilet edge taking the place I had just left. She spread her legs wide. Out of her purse she pulled a little mini vibrator. I grinned appreciatively. Holding it tight in my palm to try and muffle the noise I turned it on and pressed it against her clit. She leaned back as far as she could. I took my other hand and again put three fingers in her, stretching her while the vibrator teased her clit. She was sopping wet as I slid four fingers into her cunt. She spread her legs as wide as she could while rocking against my hand. I had only heard of this before but I decided to give it a try. She was so loose and wet by now but she hadn’t cum for me yet, so I gently inched my whole hand into her cunt. She squirmed a little but didn’t complain. With the little vibrator working her clit I slid almost my whole hand into her cunt, filling her up. I began gently moving my hand inside her. It only took a few tiny shoves before she exploded, lifting her whole body off the toilet, one of her hands holding mine inside her. When she at last she relaxed again I pulled out and wiped off my hand. I pulled down her skirt and kissed her lightly on the lips.

I grabbed my panties and dropped them in my purse. I left the stall, did a quick makeup check, shrugged in defeat at my appearance and headed back to see if John was still even at the bar. I was pretty surprised to see him sitting at a table near the door talking to a cute brown haired sorority girl. I took the empty seat next to him and said “Hi”. John introduced me to his new ‘friend’. She seemed nice enough but decided she better go find her friends. She smiled sweetly at John and took off. John turned to me “Where have you been?” “Oh, I must have eaten something bad, I’ve been in the bathroom. Do you think we could go?” “Sure.” Walking back to the car John seemed bubbly with excitement, which for John was a rarity. I let him rattle on and on about his newest acquaintance, peaceful and relaxed in my own world. “I even got her number,” he announced triumphantly. I smiled and told him I was impressed. As we pulled out onto the freeway I reached over and put my hand on John’s thigh. He didn’t say anything or move he just looked at me and smiled then went back to watching the road. Good old reliable John I thought as I let my hand slide up his thigh to find a hard cock. I wore a wide smile all the way back to my house as I rubbed his cock. Maybe John was warming up to me after all.

Fantasy submitted by Pita - Arizona - USA


December 12, 2009

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