July 13, 2014

The Stairs

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The Stairs

I knew one shouldn’t play too close to home, but Scot was only my second lover. I’d met him on the morning school run and with my new-found ‘freedom’ I just couldn’t resist his flirting. I knew it was dangerous and risky. What if the other Mums noticed our playground glances and private jokes? What if they put two and two together? But we couldn’t control ourselves. Our affair exploded into almost weekly meetings of passion and excitement. Three or four ours at a nearby hotel, summer blanket-nights in the local park, or a cherished afternoon duvet-day at his or mine. And now, even four years on, despite or perhaps because of, the opportunities being more and more difficult to arrange, I could never say “no” to his surprise requests and suggestions. So his telephone call to say he was home-alone that evening was too good a chance to be missed!

He called on my way into the office on Tuesday morning. He often calls at that time because he knows I can more easily chat on the bus than I can at home with the kids around. But after our normal greetings he quickly explained that his wife and children would be visiting her parents and staying overnight that evening and would I like to pop-down? I told him that though I didn’t have anything particularly planned I would have to first check with James.

My call to Hubby’s mobile went to voicemail, so I texted as well, and then spent the rest of the morning waiting for him to call back, all the while having little tingles at the anticipation, and hope, that I may be able to see Scot again so quickly after our evening the previous week. Though there is something quite exciting, and thrilling, about spending a few hours in a nice hotel room, I do always feel more at ease, and more “liberated”, when we are able to meet in one of our own homes. (It wasn’t always the case of course. When we first started our “fling” all those years ago I used to feel terribly nervous and guilty about visiting him in his house, and it was over a year before I would actually step foot in their bedroom!)

Eventually James called back to say he’d got my message and he’d love for me to have another meeting with my lover. I asked him if he’d take the children out for a Pizza as I would need to come home first and get myself ready. “I couldn’t possibly go straight from work without a change of clothes,” I told him. He laughed and told me he would.

My day was actually very busy and the afternoon passed quickly without me having much chance to think about the evening ahead until I was on the bus and texting Scot to ask what time was best for him. It was nice to arrive home and find the house deserted. James had obviously been home and taken the kids out already. I rushed upstairs to run a bath and then walked into the bedroom to find that he had also laid a dress out on the bed for me! Normally James suggestions of what he’d like me to wear for an “evening out” are rather extreme and not practical, but he’d left out a pink floral silk dress that was actually one of my favourites, and, surprisingly modest by his usual standards! I giggled and looked in vain to see if he’d selected matching shoes or jewellery.

I was able to lounge and soak in the bath for half an hour, enjoying myself thinking how lucky I was to be seeing my lover for the second time in a week. I then sat at the bedroom mirror applying my make-up and selecting earrings and a necklace and thinking about which shoes would best match. My phone beeped. It was Scot to say he was home and just hopping into a shower and suggesting I let myself in as soon as I was ready. I hurried to finish, strapping on my shoes and popping Scot’s keys and my phone into my purse before finally walking over to slip on my dress from where James had left it on the bed.

Just time to pause in front of the mirror again to apply just a-touch-more lip gloss and slide my fingers inside the front of my dress to smear a little over each nipple as I’d decided to do whilst I’d been lying in the bath.

It’s only a few minutes walk to Scot’s house and was, of course, still light and actually quite breezy and I suddenly realised that James choice of dress perhaps wasn’t quite so modest after all. I quickened my pace, as best as I could in my heels, thankful to arrive without meeting any of our mutual neighbours along the way. I let myself in to be greeted by the sight of Scot sitting on the bottom step of the stairs. He stood up, completely naked, to welcome me with an almost stifling embrace, pulling away long enough to say “Wow” before engulfing me again and almost immediately running his hands underneath my dress to glasp the cheeks of my bare bottom.

“I hadn’t realised this was going to be such an informal dinner,” I said. Then tutting him when he replied he hadn’t thought about dinner. “Well you’re obviously not hungry,” I giggled as he continued stroking my back and bare bottom with his hands inside my dress. “Oh, I am,” he said, “Starving!”

We’d shuffled almost back to the stairs, so I pushed him down with my arms on his shoulders, to sit him back down on the bottom step and sat down on his lap. I raised my arms to let him lift the dress off over my head, gasping as he quickly found the gloss I’d smeared on my nipples. As he continued to suck I felt him slide his hand down over my stomach to start playing gently with my pussy. The combination of his lips and his swirling fingers was already making me feel very aroused. And then I felt him reaching down with his other hand, sliding it between our tummies and his other flicking fingers. I lifted my pussy up off his lap slightly and as he pulled away from my nipples and up to kiss and flick at my ear with his tongue I could see and feel two fingers sliding into me.

I leant back slightly to give his hand more room, whispering “It’s nice,” as I adjusted myself and felt his fingers sliding deeper. As I tilted back more I could see his willy standing up on an angle now, squashed behind the wrist of his hand, the fingers of which were twirling round and round my clit, whilst the other hand was pushing in and out. I reached down to pull that hand away and out, and then lifted up, and then down, feeling his erection pushing, unaided, into me as I sat down on him. He slid each hand around my waist as he helped me continue to lift up and down, but I reached down to guide his left hand back to where it had been playing so nicely with my clit. I was being quite noisy now, holding him by the shoulders and urging him to “Bounce me!”

We bounced for several more minutes, but although it was nice, really nice, I could sense his grunts were getting quicker and louder. Too quick and too loud. So I lifted myself off, pushing down on his shoulders, and stood up to slide my pussy over his face, trying to keep my balance as his tongue started flicking and sliding between my lips. “Do my clitty,” I asked him, and then moaned loudly as his tongue found the right position. He held my legs and began sliding his tongue round further away from where I most wanted it. As I pivotted forwards again I began to swoon loudly as I felt his tongue creasing my lips and then flicking back to my clit. To my dismay he suggested we move into the front room. I nodded and stepped away to let him get up off the step and lead me through to the sofa. This time he pushed me gently down, adjusting my hips so that I was sitting on the edge of the sofa as he knelt down onto the floor. His tongue was quickly back on the spot he’d just been and I began to feel myself getting carried away again. He lifted one of my legs up to rest the heel on the cushion and then I felt his fingers sliding in underneath his tongue. I was moaning really, really loudly again now. I opened my eyes for a moment when he pulled his mouth away to say “I like to watch you squeeze them.” I glanced down to see I had the palm of each of my hands over my nipples. I gasped even louder and felt my eyes closing again as the rhythm of his fingers increased and I felt the warmth of his tongue flicking over me again.

I came with huge screams. I could hear myself, but I couldn’t stop. He told me later my screams were so loud he was worried about the neighbours hearing and wondering what was happening! I felt so naughty and I’d wanted it there so much, that I couldn’t control the loudness of my groans matching the intensity of my coming.

I felt him lifting both my legs up onto the sofa as I lay my head back into the corner and shuffled further into the comfort of the cushions. I heard him getting up and moving around, but wanted to keep my eyes firmly closed and just savour the tingling as the feeling slowly subsided. I heard him moving into the kitchen and the popping of a cork, and the splashing of wine into glasses. Every sound seemed muffled but comforting and warm. And nice!

I heard him coming back into the room and stop at the side of the sofa and ask if I’d like a sip of wine. I opened my eyes to realise I’d almost buried my head between the scatter cushions, and he was standing in front of me with a glass in each hand, his cock still quite firm but wobbling and pointing slightly downwards, as he stood waiting for me to take a glass. I pulled myself up slightly on my elbow, making space for him to sit down on the edge of the sofa. I could only nod and smile when he asked me if it had been a big one.

Eventually I was able to sit up and start replying more coherently to his questions. He moved further to the end of the sofa as I made more space and lifted my legs up to plonk them down onto his lap and ask him to “Unstrap my buckles and take my shoes off for me, my feet are killing me.” He laughed and obliged and lifted each foot in turn to kiss them and start sucking on my toes. I lay my neck back against the arm of the sofa and told him “You know that will only make me sleepy.” He licked the soles of each foot for a moment before placing them back down on his lap and saying we should go upstairs. I didn’t want to move yet though and started playing with his cock again, squeezing and rubbing it between each foot. He started getting hard as I manipulated my feet so that I could prop him up against the top of one foot and rub him with the toes of my other one. He protested that it was “Nice, but I want to take you upstairs to bed.”

“Only if you bring the wine!” I answered.

As we rolled onto the bed we agreed it was softer and more comfortable than the stairs. “But not as naughty,” I teased. We lay side by side sipping our wine and chatting. I offered him my glass to top-up from the bedside table where he’d put the bottle and as he leant over to pour I slid down between his legs. He clamped his legs around me saying he thought I wouldn’t be ready yet and I should have some more wine. I knelt back up and sipped a mouthful and then handed him back the glass and leant forward lifting his cock up with my hand and then sliding my mouth down over him and releasing my wine over him. I heard him gasp and felt him stiffening inside my mouth. I released a little more and then swallowed the rest of the wine as I sucked down on him further. He was shaking and pushing upwards and as I slowly lifted my mouth back up off him he was now completely erect again. I slid my mouth downwards over him again and then up and down in quickening strokes.

He’d relaxed his legs by now and spread them wider allowing me to move in closer to him. I’d lift up and ask “More wine please,” and then release another half-mouthful over him as I sucked him in. I could tell from his gasps each time, and the way he’d thrust upwards, that he was enjoying the sensation.

I was quite happy to continue exactly where I was but he pulled me up by my shoulders and kneeling up on the bed he then lay me down on my stomach and sat over me. He was sitting on my bottom and leaning forwards and kissing my neck and round to my ears. He would gently pull at my earrings with his teeth and then kiss back at my neck again and move his mouth around to the other ear. He slid off my bottom down onto the backs of my knees as he licked with his tongue down my spine to the small of my back and then upwards again. Then he spread my legs and knelt down in between them, kissing the cheeks of my bottom and then gently biting them. I was actually finding this new sensation quite different and quite arousing, especially as he leant forwards to pick the pillow up from the top of bed and then lift me up by my hips and slide it under my tummy. He used his knees to spread my legs wider and then lifted me further again to slide the other pillow under me. I had my arms crossed in front of me and was resting my cheek and forehead down on my crossed wrists. It felt very arousing to be positioned like this, tilted forward with my tummy, and bottom, up off the bed and him kneeling behind me. Very arousing indeed!

I could feel his breath on me as leaned forwards to kiss the cheeks of my bottom again and then I could feel his erection, and his balls, brush over me as he leant forward to reach for the wine glass from the bedside table and then kneel down again after he’d taken a sip. Then I felt the dribble of him trickling drops of wine from his mouth down onto the small of my back. I jumped at the shock of the first drop, but then as soon as I realised what he was doing I just giggled and pushed myself further into the pillows. There was a pause and then I could feel him moving on the bed again, and his breath on me as he leant his face in between my legs and I felt his tongue and then face pressing against me as he licked at my pussy lips.

I was wriggling as I felt his tongue sliding in between my lips, waiting and wanting for it to slide upwards between my cheeks. But it didn’t. Instead his tongue slid down to my pussy again, and then up just a little, and then down again. I was almost squirming from his teasing and could hear myself moaning my encouragement. I wanted to feel his tongue harder and I was feeling so, so, very aroused and exposed like this. My legs couldn’t go any wider, and in fact my writhing and wriggling would bring them closer together, only for him to gently spread them wider again.

“I want your tongue more,” I was gasping to him. He’d bring it higher and slide it over me and then away again. He lifted up again leaning over me and I felt his cock sliding hard over me. I thought he was reaching for more wine, but he was opening the drawer of the bedside table and then quickly dropping back on his knees and licking down to my pussy lips again. I was moaning and gasping, I knew what he’d been reaching for, but I needed his tongue first. “Please,” I kept gasping to him, squirming more on the pillows as his tongue moved upwards and over me again. “Ooohhh,” as it paused on the spot and then began to circle and push. Now I was pushing back, and moaning “Mmm” and “Yes.”

I felt completely comfortable, and wanton, and expectant for the first squirt of gel when it came. It was almost a relief, and relaxing, to feel it being wiped down between my cheeks and then him positioning himself behind me. Then pushing, pushing slowly forwards. I felt that tightening and then relaxing push and heard his groan echoing mine as we pushed against each other. As he sank down onto me I had to pull one of the pillows out from beneath my tummy. I was arching my head up backwards and gasping out “Too high,” in explanation before shaking from side to side and flopping down on my forearm again from the pressure, and pleasure, of his pushing in. He’d adjusted his position as well now, almost squatting over me, holding me with a hand on each hip, and I could hear him grunting in rhythm with my pushes meeting his.

We rocked backwards and forwards on each other. I felt myself becoming ever more carried away, and then as I felt him slowing and leaning his face into my shoulder and making those throaty gurgles, I wanted to try and quicken my own pushes back against him. I could tell he was coming as I felt him relaxing more, but he still slid one hand around and under my tummy to hold me against him as he shuddered, and the other hand below that, sliding down to my pussy as I lifted up for him and then clamped his hand down on the pillow beneath me. We were both shaking and whimpering until he lifted out and I exploded with convulsions as I felt that release as he pulled himself out of me and I heard myself crying out again. I buried my face into the bedclothes, muffling my gasps and groans. In a combination of twists and pushes and pulls he pulled the remaining pillow out from under me, accompanied by more of my groans and he cuddled his arm across my back as we both collapsed face down on our stomachs side by side. As the feelings began to ebb I turned slightly on my side to pull my knees up to my tummy. “Cuddle me,” I instructed as I felt myself dribbling and slippery with the gel . . . and with his cum!

We woke up together. I don’t know how long we’d slept but as I turned over to face him and slide my head onto his arm I lifted up to look over his shoulder at the bedside clock. “It’s only just gone eleven,” I told him. We’d both thought it would have been much later. He asked if I was hungry! I laughed and told him it was a bit late to ask me that now, but that I wasn’t and couldn’t have moved even if I was. He joked that “The wine was nice though wasn’t it?” We lay together trading those little jokes and teases that one can only seem to make in the aftermath! For the first time I asked when his family were returning. “If I say they’ll be away for two days will you come back tomorrow night?” he asked. I could tell from his tone that he was only joking and that they were obviously returning the next day, but teased that he was never satisfied. He assured me he was always satisfied and always grateful, but couldn’t help always wanting “More!”

Another hour passed. We finished the wine and each made trips to the bathroom and talked more about work and then our first encounters. I was actually enjoying the reminiscing and coupled with his tracing circles around my nipples with his fingers, I was beginning to feel aroused again. I reached down to see if our remembering was having the same affect on him. It clearly was!

He slid down on the bed slightly and started sucking on my nipples telling me how he loved it when they got so hard and stood up. I rolled more onto my back, pulling him over with me, arching my back so that I was almost lifting my chest up into his mouth. His hand slid down between my legs and started circling round my lips again. Although I love my nipples being done, sometimes they go numb quite quickly and as I began to lose the feeling I pulled him more over on top of me, cuddling my free arm around his back and then grasping his hard cock with my other hand. He was still trying to finger me but I told him “I want your willy.” He pulled his hand away and then lifted up so that he was balancing over me with a hand on the bed either side of my shoulders. I guided him quite easily inside my pussy and then pulled him down on me with both of my hands now on his back. He began pushing slowly at first, but as I began moaning again and pulling him back down into me each time he lifted up, he started pumping faster. I could hear him straining and when I looked up to his face I could see his eyes closed and mouth straining. I started to say “Don’t,” but he nodded and pulled out before I could finish. I had both my hands on his bottom now as he lifted himself up more onto my stomach. We continued pumping still and I pulled him up further. As he stroked quicker I pulled him up even higher until he was sliding it over my boobs and then lifted both my hands around to rest them over his cock pushing it down onto me. I was trying to twist from side to side and he got the idea and began moving it with my hands, wiping it across each nipple in turn.

I love watching him come. Seeing it spurt out in white splashes. And watching his face and listening to his gasps. I felt it splatter on my neck and shoulder and then slippery and sliding as I pulled him down my tummy and we rolled over onto our sides together. I was kissing his nose and lips as he continued with his gasps and squeezed me into him. We lay still for some time, not saying anything, but just smiling at each other, until eventually I kissed his forehead and said I would have to go home. He protested, saying I’d promised we’d arrange a ‘sleep over’ and that this was the perfect opportunity. “I want to wake up with you in the morning,” he said. I told him I wanted that as well, but that it just couldn’t be tonight.

We got dressed together in the hallway at the foot of the stairs. Scot insisting on kneeling in front of me to buckle the straps of my shoes, while I sat on the steps, so he could look up under my dress. I teased him again saying that he was never satisfied, but he knew that I enjoyed him looking as well. And the fact that I knew he could feel my bare skin beneath my dress as he walked me home with his arms around me. Until we got to the corner, of course!

I could tell the children were both in bed when I walked into the front room to find James waiting for me naked on the sofa. I enjoyed feeling him run his hands under ‘his’ dress as I took the glass of wine he was offering me. I took a mouthful and leant forward to release it back to him as we kissed. As we embraced I could feel his erection rubbing against me. “I wish we could do it on the stairs,” I whispered into his ear!

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July 9, 2014

My Wife’s first BBC

I was dating a girl I met in college at the end of my senior year, and I went on to marry her 2 years later. I graduated late at 24, and she was just 18. A gorgeous natural redhead, her father paid for her to get a nice set of fake breasts to accentuate her fit body. We talked about sex and fantasies, and she admitted her desire to fuck a well endowed black guy in high school. It just never happened, as her best friend ended up fucking the guy.

I asked her if she still wanted to go through with her fantasy if I helped her make it a reality, and she said she definitely would consider it. This was 1985, so it was before we had the internet to help us find people into the lifestyle. I went to an adult bookstore, and found a local swingers magazine with personal ads. I sent out a couple letters in the mail, along with a pic or two of my beautiful girlfriend, and within a week, was getting replies.

One guy in particular was about 30, very dark, and from the Bahamas. He boasted an 8″+ cock that was equally dark, and very thick. I showed my girlfriend his pic, and she said she would like to meet him. She called his cell phone number, and they arranged to meet at a local restaurant like a Chili’s.

That night, she showered and dressed in something cute and sexy, but did not intend on fucking him. Maybe a little kissing in the car to break the ice. She drove off in her BMW 3-series to meet her first ever black bull, and my nerves were driving me crazy. I decided to drive over in my car to stake out the parking lot, more because I was turned on than because I was worried about her.

Within a couple hours, they exited the restaurant, and I watched them drive over into a big public park right down the street. I parked about 200 feet away, and couldn’t see anything. I eventually bored of my predicament, so I drove back to my apartment. My girlfriend came home about 45 minutes later, and sat down on the couch. I asked her, “Well, did anything happen?” She said that they went to the park for some privacy, and started making out in the car, her first taste of a black man’s tongue in her mouth.

I asked if anything else happened, and she told me he unbuttoned her blouse, and undid her lacy bra, freeing her D-cup breasts, and sucked on her light pink nipples while caressing her thighs. She then admitted that she planned right there and then to suck his big dick, getting a taste of her first piece of black cock. She put her hand on his stiff shaft, rubbing it through his jeans, feeling how huge it was. She started undoing his belt, so he helped her by slipping his jeans down to his ankles. His big, uncut cock was at full mast in his white underwear, and she said she was literally drenched thinking about how wicked she was being at just 18 years old.

She couldn’t take it anymore, and had him pull down his undies so she could get a better look at his BBC. She said she was trembling with excitement as she jacked him off as they kissed passionately for a few minutes. Not able to control herself any longer, she bent down and kissed the tip of her first uncut cock. My girlfriend was really good as sucking dick, and also had masterful hands. She said she sucked and stroked that majestic python for a several minutes, making him groan with pleasure. Every minute or so, she would rise up off his cock to kiss his full lips, allowing him to taste her teenage lips and tongue with his cock on her breath.

I asked “K” if he came in her mouth, and she said, “No.” I literally couldn’t believe it. I knew how good she was with her oral skills, and she has never had a problem with allowing a guy to cum in her pretty mouth. I asked her why she pulled off when he came, and she said, “That’s not what happened.” I was now thoroughly confused. “He didn’t cum??” I asked in disbelief. “Well, yes he did, but I hope you won’t be mad at me.” “Why would I be mad?” I asked my future wife. She paused for a few seconds, and then blurted out, “He fucked me, babe. He fucked me right there in the car!” “What?” I asked. “There is no room in that car to have sex!” “K” then shyly told me that she was the horniest she’d ever been since starting to have sex at the young age of 14. “He had been playing with my pussy as I sucked him off, going under my jeans skirt, and pushing my dripping wet panties aside. I wanted him, sweetie. Are you mad?” My nerves were on end, but I excitedly got out a “No, baby! Please tell me!”

She said she pulled her panties off, and climbed on top of him, making love to this black stud from the Bahamas right there in her little BMW. “K” said she rode his enormous and rock hard uncut cock for about 15-20 minutes, sometimes slowly as their lips and tongues intertwined, and sometimes hard and rough as he shoved up into her tight pussy. I asked the obvious question, “Did he actually have a condom with him to wear so he could fuck you?” “No, sweetheart. Well, I don’t really know if he did or not. I didn’t give him a chance to pull one out at that point. I was sucking the biggest dick I’ve ever been with in my 4 years of sex, the first black man. I’ve been somewhat of a little spoiled rich girl all my life, and this was the most exciting thing I’d ever done. I simply lowered myself over his enormous dick, and fucked him until he shot what felt like a quart of cum inside my pussy.”

My mixed emotions were raging, but the simple fact was, I was extremely turned on by how wicked and naughty my beautiful little girlfriend had been. This private schooled, silver spoon raised Catholic girl had just fucked a complete stranger in her car. A black stranger with at least 8 inches of raging meat. I pushed her down on my couch, pulled up her jeans skirt to reveal no panties, and dove down to lick every last drop of their combined juices out of her. I then mounted my teenage girlfriend, feeling how silken the inside of a pussy feels after being fucked by a much larger penis for the first time in my life. I came quickly, surely not pleasing her with my 5″ dick, and told her I loved her.

Epilogue: “K” went back to his apartment in Miami a couple weeks later, and fucked him for several hours as our video camera recorded the action from a tripod by his bed. I got to watch her swallow his huge cock, and then mount him, and finally watch him bang her from behind like a crazed animal. I can only imagine it must have been a huge turn-on for him too, fucking such a naturally beautiful little redheaded white girl, with her muscular dancer’s legs from years of ballet. I watched that video a hundred times, stroking my own small dick as I watched the future mother of my child going wild in an interracial encounter when she was just 18.

“K” never did go back and fuck him again, but we did have another little adventure with a black, ex-college football player with the best body I’d ever seen. She would always flirt with him when we were at the gym, so I told her she should go by herself one day while I was at work. He refused her advances, surprisingly, but a couple nights later at the gym, I quietly told him he was more than welcome to play with my now-wife.

The next day he came over to our Boca Raton townhouse, they had a couple margaritas, and she proceeded to let him fuck her silly. All in all, I let her have several “boyfriends” during the 7 years we were together, but she only fucked 2 black guys. No gang bangs, although we definitely talked about it. She did go spend a couple days fucking a guy who was still up at college, only to return to our big house around 10 at night.

One of my best friends was staying in our guest bedroom, a tall, muscular guy with a good size dick I had played sports with. I had secretly put a baby monitor under his bed, and after encouraging her to go downstairs to slip into bed with him, I got to listen to her fuck his brains out, and then return to our bed where she sucked, jacked and fucked me until I came deep inside her. She was proud of the fact that she had fucked 3 different guys in the same day, not even at the same time.

We did eventually have a few threesomes, and even gave her a DP experience she enjoyed. We divorced when she was just 24-1/2, and I don’t know if she ever was as wild as she was when we were together.

T Wife

Submitted by: T, Florida


July 5, 2014

I Watched as..

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I Watched as She Fucked Another Man

I can’t begin to tell you the emotions I felt as I watched Kim strip off her clothes right in front of Jim and then stood right there in front of him bare ass naked and his eyes taking in my wife’s nude body. I’m thinking this is mine and I have talked her into using that beautiful body on another man.

Damn she looked good standing there as Jim removed his shirt and then unbuckled his belt and stepped out of his pants. Then he removed his shorts and I saw Kim’s mouth drop as she got her first look at his large rock hard cock pointing straight out right at her. Kim’s expression was fantastic. Her smile was huge as she looked at it and then up to Jim’s face as she expressed satisfaction at what she was looking at.

I was looking at her body, the ass,legs and tits and thinking that’s my piece of ass and in a few moments Jim’s going to have that for himself.

My cock was so hard it hurt and I leaked pre cum as I watched Jim walk up to Kim and look down at her. His hand cupped Kim’s Tit as he bent down to kiss her and I saw her little hand wrap around his cock as they went into a hard kiss. Kim’s other hand was up on his shoulder. Jim’s free hand ran down over Kim’s ass as he held her tit tight in the other hand. I saw Kim pumping his cock slowly.

Damn they were a miss match because he was so tall. They kept kissing and Kim’s hand reached for his balls and they filled her little hand and the hand that was on Jim’s shoulder went to her pussy. They broke off their kiss and Kim looked down at his cock that was pressed against her belly. I watched Jim’s hand working Kim’s ass cheeks as his other hand completely held all of Kim’s Tit. His cock was leaving a trail of pre cum on Kim’s belly. Damn my wife’s body looked good pressed against another man. Her perfect short legs and Jim feeling her ass looked so good.

Jim turned her and laid her back on the bed and he stood there looking down at what he was about to fuck. Kim’s legs opened automatically and my god was she wet. Her cunt glistened. Jim looked right at Kim’s wet cunt and said “My gosh Kim you’re ready to fuck” Jim dropped to his knees and pulled Kim toward him and buried his face right into Kim’s cunt. Kim jumped and said “OH FUCK” Kim moaned and was grinding her pussy against his mouth.

My god I was watching another man with his face buried in her cunt getting her love juices and Kim pulling on his hair to pull him tighter as Jim pumped his cock with one hand as the other roamed over Kim’s leg. Jim kept working Kim’s clit which made her moan. After several minutes. Jim looked up and said “No Kim don’t cum. I want you to cum fucking.” as he raised up and Kim slid back up on the bed higher and laid there spread wide waiting on Jims cock. Her cunt was bright pink because of Jim eating her. Jim poised over Kim with his huge cock close to Kim’s cunt. My gosh it looked huge. I had both hands on my cock Damn was I hard.

Jim lowered down kissing Kim as the head of his cock parted Kim’s pussy lips and slowly disappeared into her. I heard Kim moan out loudly as he buried it all in her and their pubic hairs were entangled together telling me Kim had all that cock in her. Her head was thrown back as Jim powered it all in. There was a tight and a grimacing look on Kim’s face for just a few seconds and then a smile as Jim started a fucking motion. I shot a huge load on the floor as I watched my wife being fucked.

Now Kim was fucking him back and her arms were up over his neck. Jims hands roamed from her tits, ass and legs he was feeling it all. In only a couple of minutes I saw that look of pain on Jim’s face and I knew he was cuming in Kim. She must have felt him cuming because Kim Yelled “OF FUCK UUUhhhhh SSSHHiitttttt UHHhhhhhh Ohhhhhhh Uh Fuck” as she humped wildly under him as her orgasm consumed her body giving Jim herself completely.

I came again pumping my cock franticly watching my wife cum. They both laid motionless except trying to catch their breath still locked together cock and pussy kissing. I heard Jim say to Kim “OH WHAT A FUCK KIM” Kim nodded her head smiling big time. Jim slowly pulled his cock from Kim still dripping and drooping and shrinking. Kim laid there spread wide leaking cum onto the bed. Her belly still heaving getting her breath. Damn she looked good fucked and satisfied with her arms straight out. Jim stood up, his cock drooped way over as he looked at what he just fucked as she laid there spread wide open with her pussy lips still quivering as Kim was coming down from her orgasm.

She looked so good laying there with her legs spread and her cunt leaking. Jim had to avoid my cum on the floor as he walked to the bathroom. When Jim came out of the bathroom we stood in the hall talking as he thanked me for letting him have Kim. We both looked toward the bedroom where Kim was still in the same passion. Jim said “She is a great fuck.” Two guys standing in the hall totally nude and both cocks drooped over from the same women but different circumstances. Kim fell asleep that way. So we let her relax.

I just have to say how rewarding it was to watch ever bit of her body as she fucked. I didn’t get any pictures of them but here is Kim laid out look at what a piece of ass she is.

My wife

By: Paul

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July 3, 2014

We Were Alone

Here’s a very hot story from a lifestyle couple who contacted me through Hotwife Hub. You can contact them through their profile here

This time we were alone

Our Bull and I met at his place after excruciating wait of days and hours of driving. That made the moment even better. My cuck helped me get ready in the morning and begged for photos of the whole encounter. We met at the door and again we consumed with each other. He sent me a pic while I was driving of his magnificent cock at the ready, I almost orgasimed right there. I wanted to taste his cock and give him pleasure. He raked his hands through my hair and moaned a little. God that felt powerful. I asked him to take a photo for cuck which we eventually did after I licked and sucked awhile. Meanwhile, our cuck boy texted me he was dripping in his cage. I imagined him on his knees maybe close enough to lick my feet. And then my Bull was inside me slowing and deeply fucking me. I was a bit distracted by cuming over and over, so there no photos for a little bit.

I really think I need a professional photographer or our cuckold to take pictures. He was telling me the whole time that he owns my pussy and me and our cuck boy. He knows just what to say to a girl. While fucking me slow and deep, he fingered my ass. Wow what a feeling of being claimed. I’ve never had pleasure from anything near my ass. It was always a painful and uncomfortable feeling if I allowed a lover near it. It’s never been sexy to me until then. He only came after I had many times. My pussy was full of cum and my whole body was like a puddle of jello. I started to drift to sleep on my stomach for a minute and that’s when he rolled on top of me, kissing my back and neck and sliding in my from the back.

We got a great photo of this and texted it to our cuck boy. I think the cuck boy nearly broke his cock cage. Wow and then I had to somehow drive home. Back at home, my cuck boy begged from more details. He got them and I allowed him to suck my toes and I removed his cage. I touched his little cock with my feet. He wanted release but I made him wait a little. I put a condom on his tiny prick and only allowed him inside me for a minute or two. I couldn’t feel it at all. It felt like a finger because my bull has so ruined me. I love it. Apparently

the cock boy does, too. He came hard in the condom and cleaned himself. He followed the rules, so he was allowed release. Now back to a smaller cock cage and my control. He waited four days to cum. Almost impressive for the first time, but he better improve. Looking forward to next time


By: Scarlett

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June 21, 2014

Our Experience

Cuckold Place Update

Our Experience

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

That is what my beautiful wife asked me as she was ready to leave on her very first date.

We have been married for 15 years and I was her only sexual partner ever. My wife is a petite and curvy latina, who always turns heads wherever she goes. We have a wonderful marriage and sex life. However, I am very small. I am about 4″ erect, and the girth is even more laughable. I really wanted her to experience more. I told her these desires that I had but she said that she did not care about or need anyone bigger.

While that may be true, I felt she deserved it, at least once. I tried for a long time to get her to make something happen, but it never did. One day, she opened up a little more and said there was a guy she worked with who seemed to talk with her more lately. Just friendly chat, but at least it was a step forward.

I told her that he is obviously interested and that she should give it a try. She told me over and over that she really did not need to do this. I told her that I was fine with that but that I would like to know she was pleasured by a real man just once at the very least. Finally, the guy from work, Gregory, asked her to go out for a take. She nervously accepted. Gregory is a tall and well built black man. Not a thug at all, but very sophisticated.

They set up to meet at a restaurant just out of town, so nobody would recognize them. I was so excited to hear about this and could not wait until the Friday night meet up. When the time came I thought I was going to explode. I had so much bottled up sexual energy, I could have propelled a rocket to the moon. I helped her get ready and chose a little black mini dress for her to wear, with a garter belt and stocking underneath. She had on some matching black lace panties but before she left I took them off of her. She does not like going without panties but I told her that it would be a real treat for Gregory.

“Yes, I do want you to do this!” That was my answer as she was walking out our front door. “Go have fun”, I said, and “Be safe!” I told her if at anytime she felt uncomfortable, or if she wanted to call it off, she could. She looked stunning! She also smelled so good. Then she left.

I watched her drive off and then went and waited. I was a nervous wreck. I felt every emotion possible right then. I wanted this to happen but at the same time, this was going to be my wifes first lover, besides me, and that felt strange.

The time went on and on and was unbearable.

She finally came home after being gone for over 6 hours. I watched her walk up to the door from a window and she seemed ok. She walked in and I ran up to her and kissed her on the lips. She pushed me away. I was shocked so I kissed her again. She again pushed me away. I asked her what was wrong and she said she had blown Gregory in his car before coming home and had cum all in her mouth and lips. I told her that I did not care and kissed her again. She pushed me away and said “No, that is gross!”

“Ok, ok…… then tell me how the evening went!” I was surprised though, because she RARELY blows me. She said that they met up and sat down to a real nice dinner, with some small talk. Everything was really casual. That is until the wine started flowing! She said they loosened up a bit after that and moved closer together in the booth. She said that he put his hand on her thigh and she did not stop him. Then he moved up and got a huge smile on his face when he realized that she was pantiless. He asked if she did that for him and she said she did.

He paid the bill and they went out to his car. She said it was still pretty casual on the drive to his place, but once they go there, they could not undress fast enough! As soon as they walked in the door, there were clothes flying everywhere and lost of kissing. He carried her to his bed and gently lie her down and then kneeled down to eat her pussy. She said she squirmed with delight as his tongue darted in and out. After a few minutes he entered her with his shaft. She said she does not know how big it is but that it was way bigger than me. He slowly thrusted in and out, while she moaned in ecstacy. She had intended on using condoms but forgot about them. After a few minutes, he was ready to burst and she said not in her, but on her stomach.

Too late, he blew half of his load in her before pulling out and finishing on her stomach. They lay together, drained, while talking, cuddling, and kissing. A little later, she got up and dressed herself and then he drove her to her car at the restaurant. They talked about the evening and he asked if he could see her again. She said she did not know. He also asked about me. He knows she is married and has seen me when I go to the office and have lunch with her. She told him that I do not know and that she would keep it a secret. When they arrived to her car, is when she blew him off before heading home.

I was hornier than a schoolboy after hearing all this! I had to have her right then! She said she wanted to clean up first but I told her that I could not wait. I told her that I was so happy for her and glad she did this for us. I went on top of her and put my penis in her. She was sore so I went slow. I could feel the moistness of the inside of her pussy. It felt wonderful and I came in a minute.

She has not done it again and thinks this was all weird. I have not pressured her at all. I think Gregory will want to have her again and maybe she will give in. I asked her to just be open with me about it.

I was at her office the other day and saw Gregory. We said hello and then I went and had lunch with my wife. It was a strange feeling to see him now, but I have no regrets.

By: kempton

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June 13, 2014

Finally found a Bull

Cuckold Place Update

Finally found and bull and she did it.

I’ve been wanting this since about 2004. She was 100% against it but came around finally. She’s 32, I’m 42 and her new bull is 51.

She took all of his thick 9 1/2 inch and thick cock like a pro. She came several times and when the condom fell off she insisted he continue fucking her. (They finished with a blow job cum so no creampie for me yet).

He’s taller, thicker and longer than me and had more stamina. I was loving every minute of it.

Some key turn ons…
1. Checking into the motel with her at my side and the man who was going to fuck her right behind us was a complete thrill.
2. When speaking to her while in the middle of her being fucked missionary and her pushing me away so she could just focus on him was awesome.
3. Licking her swollen loose pussy and tasting that mixture of his sweat and her wetness was very hot eventhough I wanted a cream pie to feast on.
4. Sloppy seconds and her silk like pussy after being stretched out was very hot.

She has yet to see him again. I’m craving the moment she tells me she wants to fuck him again. The wait turns me on just as much as the act.

Here is my now new sexy hotwife.

My wife

By: anonymos

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June 9, 2014

Dirty Weekend

Away for a Dirty Weekend

My wife Claire and I were going away for a dirty weekend in North Wales. I’d packed a few naughty items and toys in the bag to surprise the wife and I guessed that she may have packed some naughty lingerie as she loves to pose for the camera as I snap away. We quite often would go away for a night of pictures in a hotel room.

Claire was 34 at the time, a size 12 and she has large boobs (36E). We’d had lots of fun together in the months before this and enjoyed our naughty weekends away, she loves her toys, dressing sexily and had been posing for the camera within 2 weeks of meeting me. We’d been together about 6 months at this time. I like her to tell me about the things she has done with her exes and she’s keen to tell me when my cock is filling her up, once she’s turned on she’s a right naughty minx!

As Claire got ready to go down to the restaurant for food I couldn’t help but admire her as she got ready wearing a basque that pushed up her boobs, a thong, and stockings, she looked absolutely stunning. A little black dress was over the top and we made our way down for our meal. During the meal she kept teasing me and telling me she was looking forward to posing for me after food and how wet she was thinking of the dirty poses she was going to show me.

I couldn’t wait to get her back up to the bedroom and as soon the meal was over as we were upstairs, through the door and I was all over her, undressing her down to the outfit that she had put on for me.

I got my camera out as she got into a range of poses showing her gorgeous boobs and fab ass. She spread her legs wide showing me her pussy as I snapped away, my cock straining against my trousers.

I reached in the bag and got out her surprise, some handcuffs and a blindfold. I could see the glint in her eye as I blindfolded her and cuffed her to the bed…she was mine to use as I licked away at her pussy, fingered her and offered her my cock. I whispered that she was my slut to use and she smiled and said I could do whatever i wanted. I said I was going to go back down to the bar and find someone to fuck her, just to see what her reaction would be, she just smiled underneath the blindfold not knowing if I was serious or not.

I left the room and she said later she was wondering if I was serious but thought I was just bluffing.

There was a wedding reception downstairs and I went to the bar and somehow quickly got talking to a guy about 50, I told him my wife was upstairs cuffed and blindfolded, I thought it best just to come out with it, he said he’d love to see but his wife was at the reception so would have to be quick.

I led him upstairs and opened the hotel room door, Claire was lying there and he was very quiet.

I motioned for him to go to her and touch her …he went over and started to finger her, I guess she was wondering if it was me or someone else. He bent down and licked her pussy and she still didn’t have a clue, then he gave his cock to her mouth and she eagerly sucked on it. I snapped away with the camera as she unknowingly sucked this strangers cock, but then decided now was the time, I got between her legs and started to lick her pussy. She stopped as she realised someone was licking her pussy as she sucked another cock, but after a slight pause she just started to suck away again.

The guy from the bar started to grunt and before she knew it he was filling her mouth with cum, like a good slut she swallowed every drop… he was all smiles and she had cum running down her chin. He motioned that he best be off, which was a shame as I’m sure he could have fucked her the mood she was in, her pussy was soaked.

He left quickly through the door and I uncuffed her and took off the blindfold, I kissed her and could taste his cum, she asked who it was but I said nothing and pounded her pussy as she came on my cock, I’ve never known her to be so wet and she was even wetter when we went through the pictures again later that night,

That was the first time that she had sucked another cock since we had been together.

By: Tidylike - UK


June 5, 2014

Samanthas Fantasy

An initial sotry submission from gorgeous hotwife Samantha Wise. You can contact her on Hotwife Hub (profile here)


I expressed a fantasy to my man about wanting a guy knock on my door and take me as I opened it. A few days later, there was a knock at my door. Of course I didn’t put two and two together. It was a fantasy.

When I answered the door, asking what I could do for him. He just forcefully walks in pushes me against the wall and start kissing me. At first I resisted, I was scared. Then I realized how horny I just got. The Fantasy! Forcing his hand up my shirt, squeezing and exposing my tits. Pulling at my nipples. As he grabbed my throat with his hand, he pushes my head against the wall. I can feel the coldness of the wall on my face. I hear him unzipping his pants. I struggle to get free, but I couldn’t. Then I feel a strong tug. Before I know it my shorts are at my ankles. I can tell he is stroking his cock with his other hand. Asking me if I like it. I try to speak, but it’s muffled as he has a tight grip on my throat. Pulling at his wrist, I get him to release his grip a bit. As I look down he slides his cock between my legs. Rubbing the head of his cock on my pussy. I can feel my lips spread allowing his head to be wrapped with my lips. The sound was so sweet. I was soaking wet. My pussy was dripping wet.

I open my legs so he can spread my pussy more. He suddenly stops. Looks me in the eyes and says “You like that, don’t you?” I moan. Then suddenly he forces me to my knees. Telling me to open my mouth. He grabs that back of my head and makes me take his cock deep into my throat. At first my eyes water. but then I relax. reaching up and stroking him as he pumps my face. His moans fill the room, he lets go of my head and I take control of his cock. I mean this is what I love to do.

I reach around grabbing his ass with both hands. I start to pull him into my mouth. I want to milk him dry. Taste what he has for me. He pulls me off his cock, I am confused. I ask, “Did I do something wrong?” He picks me up sits me on the kitchen island. Laying me on top of it he yanks my shorts to the floor. As he look me in the eyes, he forces two fingers inside of me. Pumping my pussy until I squirt all over him.

He pulls his now soaked shirt off and slides his cock inside of me. I moan, thinking fuck his cock feels good. He starts to pump me faster and faster, squeezing my tits. I look him in the face and tell him to fuck me. I can feel his balls slapping my ass with each stroke. I love that slapping sound. He bends over and we kiss as he is fucking me.

He picks me up, still inside of me, pulls me off of him and bends me over the counter knowing my ass is exposed to him. I feel him slide his cock back inside of me, I love it doggy, makes me feel like such a little slut, being used for pleasure. I put both hands on the wall and start pushing myself back into him. I wanted him deep inside of me. He grabs my ass tight, pulling me into him with each stroke, my tits bouncing like crazy. He pushes me off of him, I drop to my knees, taking the head of his cock into my mouth as he strokes it. I feel his hot load on my lips. I pull him deeper into my mouth so I can swallow his entire load. He moans so loud, holding himself up with the wall. I feel him shaking with each swallow. I love the taste of a man… The house smells of sex. He reaches down, pulls his pants up, gives me a kiss, and heads out the door. Leaving me used and worn out. I loved every second of it.

Samantha Wise

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June 1, 2014

IR Creampie Party

Cuckold Place Update

IR Party & Creampie Lust

This is a 100% true story about my girl friends first gangbang. The events of this evening are still fresh and accurate. I don’t clam to be a writer or master of the pen. Bear with me on this encounter, and enjoy the events of the evening.

Last Friday evening we attended an IR party in our town. We arrived a little after 9:00 and were making small talk at the bar area. I was chatting with some people and after about ten minutes, noticed my girl friend, Miss M, wasn’t with me anymore. I thought maybe she was checking out the rest of the house, so I went looking for her. After checking upstairs, I headed back down just as this one black guy was coming out of the fuck room. He told me that my Miss M wanted me in there right away.

As I entered the room, she was laying on the bed with cum running from her just fucked pussy. She ordered me to lie down as she straddled my face and poured the rest of his cum into my mouth. After she was satisfied that her pussy was clean she got up and pulled her dress back down. I looked over and saw the other guy standing there smiling at me for taking his cum. That was the first load of the night, and we were only there fifteen minutes!

We returned to the bar area and enjoyed a few drinks as she flirted with some of the other guys there. After she had a couple of drinks, she was ready to slut it up a little more and took off her dress to reveal the sexy red string body suit she was wearing. I then helped her change shoes and laced up her red cum-fuck-me boots. The black guys were all over her in this outfit and I was enjoying watching her flirt.

I was watching one of the black guys play with her ass and soon she was leading him back to the room with me following close behind. His clothes were off in a flash and her lips were wrapped around his thick black cock, making him hard as a rock. He pushed her back and slid up her red lace skirt, then proceeded to stretch her hungry pussy with his BBC as I watched and waited. After a good hard fucking I saw his black balls start to tense up as he flooded her pussy with his seed.

After his cock was drained, he looked at me and told me to get my mouth down there before any of his cum leaked out. I did as ordered and soon Miss M again was telling me to lie on my back as she finished fucking my mouth and pouring every drop of his cum out. I thanked the black stud and Miss M for the treat. Before we could get dressed, there was another guy waiting for his chance to fuck her. This guy was two pumps and a dump chump. He had a big load that was soon filling her and after her pussy was once again clean, I was permitted to slide my white cock into her hungry pussy. Miss M told me not to cum in her, that she only wanted black seed in her pussy. I took my own orgasm right to the edge before stopping and pulling out of her hot pussy. We got dressed and went back to the bar area.

Before too long there was another guy hitting on her and soon we were heading back to the same little fuck nest for another round of BBC milking. This time, her stud had nice 10 inch cock and Miss M was doing her best to keep up with his assault on her wet pussy. Soon another black guy who we met earlier that evening came into the room and asked to take a turns with some of that white pussy. This guy had a real thick 10.5 inch cock hanging that was soon buried ball deep in Miss M’s sweet pussy. This guy pounded her hard for a good ten minutes till her tight pussy got the best of him and he pumped his superior seed deep into her womb. Once again, she was on my face feeding me his cum and the other guy was fucking her mouth as I cleaned up the mess.

The first guy resumed his assault on her pussy as I sat at the corner of the bed and watched. He just kept pounding away at her pussy and didn’t cum for about twenty minutes. It was like watching a machine at work, non stop pumping as Miss M came over and over again on his big cock. It was great watching him take her as his own and using her pussy as his cum dumpster. As with all the loads Miss M took, she had me take every drop from her before I was permitted to once again slide my cock into her stretched and very well fucked pussy. Just as before, Miss M told me not to cum in her. I felt honored just to be able to feel how loose her pussy was, and as before, took my own orgasm right to the edge. Now I really had a case of blue balls, but Miss M was enjoying my denial. After that round we took a break and had a couple of clod beers as her pussy rested.

As we were chatting with another couple, the first guy of the evening approached Miss M again and he was ready for round two. This time I was able to watch as he took her pussy as his own. After he planted his seed, Miss M just spread her legs and pointed to the mess he left. This time, none of his cum went to waste and she held my head as I licked every drop from her. Miss M told me to fuck her and I was more than eager to accommodate her wishes. I soon found out that she was only building the anticipation and making my balls bluer than they already were. She could tell that I was just about to cum, and she told me to STOP! That wicked bitch was enjoying her game!

Looking back, I saw two more guys enter the room and start to undress. Miss M’s pussy was still hungry and she looked so hot with her red cum-fuck-me boots pointing towards the ceiling as another black stud fucked her brains out! Soon his cum was added to the collection and I barely had time to taste it when the next man told me to move over. This guy took her doggie style and fucked her hard! Miss M kept screaming…..FUCK ME…..FUCK ME!!! She had me lick her pussy as his black cock was pumping her full of cum. I thought she was finished for the night, but before we left the room, the stud with the 10.5” cock who fucked her earlier, was back for his round two.

By this time Miss M’s pussy was just about finished for the evening and she was having a hard time taking him again. After all, he did have the biggest cock of them all and he meant to give her every inch till he was finished. Thankfully he didn’t last too long till his seed was being planted again. I soon found myself being fed my ninth cream pie of the evening! At this point I knew Miss M was done for the evening. Before we got dressed, I once again slid my white cock into her sore, loose pussy and told her now it’s my turn! My balls were so full and ready, it didn’t take me long to give her the tenth and final load of cum for the evening.

We gathered our stuff, said our good-byes to the host and headed home with smiles and cum on our faces. Till we got to bed it was 3:30 AM. What a great night of IR lust! We’re really looking forward to the next party this guy throws.

By: cuckold4one

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May 24, 2014

Away on Buisness

Away from Hubby for Business

Recently I was in San Francisco for a major conference for my company. I was gone for a week while my husband stayed home in Los Angeles. I had told him before I left that I was going to be spending a lot of time with our incredibly handsome company president. He asked me if I had planned to seduce him and I told him I would if the situation was right – he was married and I didn’t want to offend him and put my job in jeopardy. This would be a delicate situation, but a challenge I was up to.

During the conference I was dressed sexy, but completely professional in my skirt suits. They were tight and I wore heels, but no low cut blouses and my skirts came to my knees and I wore stockings as well. Work time was all business.

However, on the third night we had a cocktail reception at 8 p.m. that was more casual. I knew the men would be in their suits but would have lost the ties and the women would be changed completely. I put on a little more make up and went with a darker shade of lipstick to a full on red. Then I put on a little cami and a light pink cashmere sweater over top of my incredibly tight black leather pencil skirt that came to my knees. I gave myself a last look in the mirror and headed down to the bar.

As usual, I attracted a lot of male attention, not a lot of females in my business and even fewer who look as good as I do so I am used to it and quite frankly, all the stares and bad lines from the guys makes my pussy wet. I made my way to the bar, ordered a martini and chatted with a couple of the sales guys I’d been working with when Michael approached me at the bar. “Hey Nikki, glad to see you made it out”. “Of course Michael. All work and no play make me a dull girl.” He laughed, “Well good. But I never thought you were a dull girl. And great work this week, we really couldn’t have pulled all this off without you.” “Thanks. I know how important this week is to us and as usual, I gave it my all.” “Of course. Hey, I hate to do this right now, but I’m having some issues with tomorrow’s presentation. I am not that great at Power Point as you know, do you think you could spare 15 minutes when this is over to help me out?”

I thought this might be easier than I had thought, but then again he wasn’t sending me signals yet really. He always casually flirted but kept things professional. “Sure thing, just come and grab me when you’re ready to leave.” “Thanks.” With that, he walked off and worked the room while I did the same. I had another martini and carried on small talk while trying to plan my moves for later. Yes, I was going up to his room, but I was only going to have a small window to get it done. I figured I’d keep it simple and see how he reacted.

About 45 minutes later he gave me a nod and I followed him to the elevators. He explained the issues he was having and I assured him I could help him out. I noticed him looking at me in the elevator as he’d had a couple drinks and his guard was down. He made deliberate attempts to look down my shirt and at my ass as I stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hall to his room.

When we got into his room, I sat down at the desk and removed my sweater. Michael excused himself and went to the bathroom. Afterwards, he grabbed two glasses and a bottle of 21 Year Old Macallan and sat down next to me. “Scotch?” he asked. “Sure” I said. “Ice or no ice?” “Neat.”

He pored two glasses and we worked on the presentation and not only did I fix what he needed me to fix, I found a couple of other things that could be dressed up some and he was very happy with my changes. I then asked him to go through it with me and give his speech with the presentation so I could see if everything looked right.

As we were going through the presentation, I leaned back so he was talking almost right into my ear and I swiveled in my chair and recrossed my legs so that he could see and so my skirt rode up showing the tops of my stockings. I noticed him noticing me. He was slowing down, losing his train of thought, and then he made a move.

He grabbed me by both shoulders and ran his nose into my neck. “Nikki, you smell so damn good.” I leaned back even further wrapping my arms around the back of his neck pulling him in closer. “I’m glad you approve.” I turned around in my chair and kissed him passionately. He returned both the kiss and the passion. He cupped my face in his hands and I got up and sat facing him on his lap. He then moved his hands down to my ass as I started grinding onto his cock which I could feel growing in his pants. I dropped down to the floor and started unbuckling his belt and I could see him start to pause so I rubbed his cock through his pants. I gently pulled his cock out and began to stroke it with my hands. I then got up on my knees and pulled his pants down quickly taking him into my mouth. As I saw his head drop back as my tongue circled the head of his throbbing dick, I reached into my purse and speed dialed my husband so he could hear.

I sucked his cock for about ten minutes until he pushed me away and onto the floor. He pushed my skirt up over my ass and pulled my panties down and began to tongue my clit. He licked me like he didn’t know the next time he would eat pussy would be, working two fingers into my already soaking wet cunt while licking away at me. It didn’t take me long until I came, screaming in ecstasy.

I stood up and bent over the desk and looked back at him. He got up and pushed his cock into my pussy and just started banging away at me like a bad porno movie. It felt good but it wasn’t working for me. I let him have his way for a few minutes then I pushed him away and pulled my shirt and bra off. I walked over to the bed and laid on my back, spread my legs and curled my finger at him.

He came over and mounted me. This time moving slowly, working himself in and out of me in a circular motion, kissing my next and playing with my tits. It was a more romantic fucking and his shaft kept rubbing against my clit when he came down and I fucking came again, this time very hard, shaking and screaming.

I looked him in the eyes for a good long minute before saying, “I want you to cum for me Michael.” “Are you on the pill?” he said, never stopping his motion. “Yes. Cum inside me.” No sooner than I said that, he began to tremble and make a long, drawn out “oh god”. I could feel a humongous load being squirted into my pussy, over and over again. The guy would not stop cumming. I later found out it was somewhat common knowledge his wife never gave him any, whored around on him, but he married her when he was poor without a pre-nup and so he wouldn’t divorce her and lose both his money and his kids.

After he came, he rolled over next to me out of breath. “Nikki”, he said. “Stop right there” I said as I got up and started getting dressed. “This never happened. No one has to know about it. They’ll see the changes we made in the presentation, they know we’re friendly. No one will think anything.” “Okay. Thanks.”

I walked into the bathroom, fixed my makeup so I was presentable should anyone see me in the hallway and headed for the door. “Good night Michael. I had fun. See you in the morning.” “Good night.” With that, I left. When I got to my room I called my husband back. I asked him if he’d been able to hear well and he said he had. He said he stroked himself while listening but wanted me to finish him, so I described in detail for him how good his cock felt and the play by play of the kissing and things he couldn’t decipher. I then went into great detail about how he made me cum twice and when I came during sex how it felt so good I couldn’t stand it. As I was describing my second orgasm I heard my husband cum over the phone.

With that, we told each other we loved each other and went to bed. I got home a couple days later and we fucked all weekend. My husband loves me being a little slut.


Submitted by: Nikola, Los Angeles, USA

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