How to Revive Your Relationships!

17 Wednesday Jan 2018

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Remember a time when you couldn’t keep your hands off your partner? One look, one touch, and you’d spend all day glowing in what felt like an all-consuming passion. You were hot. You were interested. You seemed to have endless energy and time for romance and love making.

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But, now that you’ve been together awhile, things have changed.

Your days are now filled with to-do lists and social obligations rather than steamy all-nighters and poetic love notes. When your partner caresses you, you might get sleepy rather than turned on. A nap or watching TV might sound better than sex.

You love your partner, but maybe you’re just not “feeling it” anymore.

When we first fall in love, the romantic thrill happens effortlessly because pleasure-boosting hormones create a neuro-chemical cocktail that drive us toward greater intimacy. Nothing is more important than being with that one person who makes you feel like you’re on fire. It certainly didn’t take planning or feel like work to keep the flames of lust burning and your interest in one another growing.

Unfortunately, this euphoria rarely last forever especially when the demands and responsibilities of real life take over. Suddenly, there’s precious little time or energy left over in your day for an affectionate caress, an intimate conversation, yet alone making out on the couch or a full night of romance.

It isn’t long before your partner seems more like a roommate than a lover. You lay down each night next to a person who feels miles away from you. You begin to wonder if you even know each other anymore. When this emotional disconnect starts to happen, you’re treading into the danger zone.

For monogamous couples, is it just a matter of time before the romance is dead and the relationship begins to drift apart?

Not necessarily. It depends on the little things you do on a daily basis that can mean the difference between a passionate, thriving relationship and one that’s on a slow death walk towards infidelity or divorce.

Is it really possible to keep the passion and romance alive after 5, 10, 20 years together?

Absolutely. Giving each other a daily dose of what I call the 3 A’s—attention, appreciation and affection—are the critical factors in keeping any relationship alive with interest and desire.

If a nap (watching TV, being on Facebook, chatting with friends) sounds better than making love to you… here’s 6 strategies to immediately apply to get the enthusiasm and closeness back pronto:

1. Show your love in small ways.

Try this. Leave a love note on their pillow, stuck in their purse, briefcase or book they’re reading. Bring home a special treat you know your partner will love. Text, call or email them to say, “I’m thinking of you.” Write a list of all the reasons you love and appreciate them and whisper each one into their ear. Sometimes it’s the little gestures that make the biggest impression.

2. Shake things up.

Break through the ho-hum “I’m so bored” barrier that often plagues long-term relationships by learning something or doing something new together. Sharing activities of mutual interest is the glue that makes relationship work and create happiness. Go ice skating, take a salsa lesson, rent roller-blades, go for a full moon hike, rent a bicycle built for two, or celebrate a milestone other than your anniversary—like the anniversary of the first day you made love. It’s amazing what getting out of your normal routine and pushing your comfort boundaries will do for your love life.

3. Be generous with praise.

What you focus your attention on, grows. Say “thank you,” offer a hug, pay your partner a compliment—anything that communicates you acknowledge and value how important they are to you and that you appreciate them.

Accentuating the positive and what is good in each other and in the relationship is a win/win for both partners. When you feel grateful for the good things in your life, you attract more of those good things to you.

4. Touch and embrace often.

So many couples hold back kissing, touching, or holding each other until they have time or the desire to have sex. Researchers have found that holding hands relieves stress and affectionate touch boosts the body’s feel good hormones. Let’s face it, touch is a fundamental part of our existence since we were born. So even a simple hug each day is actually good for your health and well-being. Hold hands. Stroke your partner’s arm or shoulder softly as you walk by. Give your partner a 20 second kiss when they walk in the door or are leaving for the day. Affection is the way to make love all day outside of the bedroom.

5. Create intimate time.

Nothing says “I love you” like spending quality alone time together. Before rushing out the door in a frenzy in the morning, get up one hour earlier and share breakfast in bed, read an inspirational passage aloud, or go for an early morning walk. At the end of the day, instead of plunking down in front of the TV or computer, give each other a massage, take a shower together or do something novel like reading erotic literature out loud or telling each other steamy stories before turning in for the night. Carving out time during the day to be intimate and present to your partner strengthens your bond and builds the desire for affection, setting the stage for great lovemaking.

6. Communicate clearly, honestly and frequently

Talking to each other is one the main tools we use to connect with each other. When we extend ourselves and let our partner know who we are, what we need and how we feel, we open the doors to greater intimacy. Take at least 30 minutes and put out your ‘do not disturb sign’ to the world. Turn off the phone, close the door, and tell the kids, unless there is an emergency, not to even think about knocking. Then, sit down and take a few minutes to breathe and settle in with each other. Ask your partner what he or she needs from you. Take turns. Openness and honesty are essential. The goal is to show more and see more of each other, rather than defend the status quo. It takes time and patience but is worth it.

You get out of your relationship what you invest into it. When you make daily love “deposits” of attention, appreciation and affection into your relationship account, you’ll be able to maintain a healthy and sexy love “balance”. By following these six simple strategies and making love a priority in your life, everything else in your life will feel a whole lot sweeter.

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Some rules are meant to be broken

17 Wednesday Jan 2018

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Some rules are meant to broken… if not bent a bit.

As part of my job I have the pleasure of taking the clients of our car repair shop out on our Christmas harbor cruise. The night is always full of fun laughter and alcohol.

Stacey was a 22-year-old compliance manager for a large supermarket chain. They had added motor vehicles to her roll as well. From the first meeting we had she advised me that she didn’t have a clue about cars and if I could fix any problems that came up she would be eternally grateful.

This suited me fine.

Seeing her twice a week allowed us to strike up a good relationship with amazing conversation that flowed freely. Stacey wasn’t what I call beautiful. Her body was sporty and a little gangly… but she had something. Something you can’t buy or even try to create.

She had massive sex appeal.

Each time I left her office I spent the drive back thinking how great it would be to suck her perfectly shaped breasts and tease the nipples that look at you through her clothes and just ask you to touch them.

Becoming single had opened up lots of opportunities for me sexually and she was someone that I could have got lost with many times.

But as I said I have rules.

You don’t sleep with work colleagues or clients. It always, without exception, ends up complicated or bad.

So back to the party night.

The group was milling in the bar of the Four Seasons hotel when Stacey and her boyfriend Troy turned up to check in. Troy was hot with an awesome body to match. Stacey looked a bit disheveled, since she had come straight from her ladies soccer match, but I couldn’t help thinking how good she would taste right now.

I gave them their key and they went and checked into their room as another round of drinks arrived.

A few rounds later Stacey and Troy arrived at the bar. Stacey’s looked stunning in a short black body-hugging dress and a pair of Jimmy Choos. He hair was up and her neck looked oh so kissable! A teardrop crystal necklace nestled in her cleavage bringing attention to her amazing breasts.

It wasn’t just me that noticed – it seemed like every guy in the whole bar stopped, looked, closed their eyes and dreamed for a moment.

Shortly afterwards we boarded our boat.

The harbor cruise was amazing. The champagne flowed and the dance floor was open. Grabbing one client at a time, I danced the night away. Stacey was sitting waiting for Troy to dance with her. He didn’t get the hint and just kept tossing the drinks back.

I walked up to them and asked them both if it would be fine to dance with her.

Troy’s response was

“Why not? I’m not going to.”

The disappointment that showed on her face from Troy’s remark soon disappeared as we got to the dance floor. Stacey smelled amazing and her eyes drew me inside her. The music slowed and we moved in closer. She told me that she loved sharing our time together and thanked me for a great evening. Then she dropped a bombshell,

“I’m leaving the company next Friday and heading back home to work with in family business. You’re the only one who knows, don’t say anything. I haven’t even told Troy yet.”

She put her head on my shoulder. I felt a light kiss on my neck, and heard her whisper.

“Some rules are meant to be broken.”

The song ended and I didn’t want to let her go. A faster song came on and we left the dance floor. Doug my boss had arranged another round for shots and asked me to make a toast. I raised my glass and said

“To breaking rules, if not bending them a bit.” Stacey smiled

The cruise boat pulled into the wharf. Half the group decided to head home and some back to the hotel. Others wanted to continue the party.

I watched as Stacey walked ahead of me – loving the way her ass wiggled as she walked – lost in thoughts about what she had on under that dress.

The group stopped at the entrance to the Cave nightclub they all looked at me still exploring Stacey’s body in my mind.

Stacey grabbed my hand and said

“Let’s go, I want to dance.”

I came back to the present

“What were you thinking?’ she asked.

“I was wondering what you were wearing under that dress.” The words were out before I could take them back. Stacey smiled and whispered in my ear

“I’m sure you would be impressed.”

We went in and enjoyed a lot more dancing and a few more drinks. It was 2am and I decided it was time to head back to the hotel. Some of the group came with me. Stacey wanted to leave but Troy wanted to stay and drink. He couldn’t even stand straight but they stayed and with the others continued on the night.

Fresh and clean out of my shower I jumped into bed, thinking how nice it would be to be deep inside Stacey right now and started to play with my hardening cock.

The more I thought the harder I pulled losing myself in the pleasure for a while. I heard a knock at the door.

“Who is it?” I called out.

There was no reply, just another knock a few seconds later. I jumped out of bed and put my head round the door. Stacey was standing there in a hotel gown. She asked

“So do you want to really see what I was wearing under my dress?”

“Hell yes!” was all I could reply. She walked past me brushing past my body. I was naked. And hard.

She took two steps into my room, turned and dropped the robe. My cock pulsed at the sight of her three quarter stockings, lacy bra and high heels. Her pussy was bald and calling me.

Rules? It was time to break some.

I kissed her in a way I have wanted to for months. The passion was amazing. Her hands wandered over my body pulling me closer to her as she wrapped a leg around me making us fall to the floor.

“Troy, what about Troy?” I spurted out.

“That pig is drunk and asleep. I am so fucking horny. I sucked his cock for ages until I heard him start to snore then like so many times before I thought of you. I’m here, the rest doesn’t matter.”

That was all I needed to hear. I lifted her to the bed and laid her down on her belly. I undid her bra off and started kissing her from her feet up spending time on all of her until my body ran up her back to where her head was on the side.

I bit her neck and she squirmed. My hard cock was sitting her butt cheeks and she reverse bucked my cock rubbing it all over her ass. I rolled her over and for the first time I saw her awesome breasts. Her nipples were cherry red and hard ready to suck. I climbed on top of her and as she opened her legs I smelled her woman scent. It was intoxicating.

I stopped and sucked her pussy. I licked each and every part. Fuck she tasted great! I was lost, drunk on her taste. My fingers entered her pussy as I licked her pleasure bud. I felt her grab my head as she started to cum. Her nails dug lightly into my skull, her breath quickened and her hips bucked into my face harder and faster. Then she came, releasing screams of pleasure.

As the waves subsided she said

“I want to suck you now.” I laid on my back and she climbed on top sitting her beautiful pussy right in front of my mouth and started sucking my cock.

“Oh fuck that’s good, yeah suck it, oh fuck yeah that is so fucking good” I said.

Then I let out my mouth find per pussy as my fingers pull her apart. My tongue traveled deep inside her and I tongue fucked her, then licked her clit then tongue fucked her some more.

“Fuck you have a great cock, its so beautiful” she said as she turned around my body and lined her cunt up with my cock.

She lowered herself down so the head of my cock entered into her pussy. It felt like silk.

“Oh” she cried as my head split her pussy wide.

“I have so wanted you inside me for so long. I have dreamed of you fucking me, even thought about you fucking me as the ape was having his way with me.”

Tammy Gets Even (Better)

07 Monday Dec 2015

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It turned out that the first time between my boyfriend and me was
his first time, period. I should have been more gentle with him, would
have perhaps if I had known. But there I was, naked already, and he was
so sweet, telling me how beautiful I was. I was feeling all achy and
butterflies and my legs would just not stay closed. Thank goodness I had
that condom.

He told me as we were lying there. His head was lying on my
breast, one arm thrown across me, one knee over my hips. We were drowsing in the afterglow, that time when you don’t feel like moving, when its enough to hold him and remember how he filled you, how well you fit together, how you held him as he came and how you made it the best for him you could and it felt so good for you too, stretching, open, feeling his stroke fill you, knowing he was urgent and close. You cradle his head, let him let go inside you, hold him safe til the ecstasy passes. Now you lie as one, drowsing, watching the afternoon pass in the movement of a sunbeam up the wall.

“You’re the best,” he said.
“Oh am I,” I said, “I’m very flattered.”
“You’re also the worst and the prettiest and the ugliest and the
tallest and the shortest.”
“Am I also first and last and only?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, dear.” And I hugged him closer.

Your first, I thought. I’m going to have to take extra special
care of you. I can feel your fingertips touching my nipple, is this the
first time you’ve done that? Testing its fleshiness, running one finger
over the flat top, around the base, watching it spring back as your finger
passes over it. Please, keep playing with one breast while I pillow you
on the other. I want you to know me, my textures and surfaces. Learn me
with your touch and tongue, taste me too. Learn the curve of my breast
and how it weighs in your hand, how your hand curls naturally around me,
just like you’re doing now. Is the first time your hand has cupped a
woman’s breast? How very warm your hand is! Squeezing me, testing the
response of my flesh. You’ll have to learn that every caress touches me
in the head, also. Your exploratory touch is delightfully soft.

I sighed. “Your hand feels very nice on my breast. Not sexy, but
nice. If you keep doing that, it’ll probably turn into sexy. Your
fingers are being so delicate. You can be more forceful, I’ll tell you if
its too much. I like my nipple being squeezed. You can feel it grow and
harden between your fingers, especially if you make it wet. If you use
your teeth and nibble at my nipple very very carefully when you suck my
breast, you’ll make me a very happy woman, and very aroused. You don’t
mind my telling you this do you?”

I felt his smile on my breast.
“Of course not. How else would I know what you like?”
“Well, it seems that some men think they know everything already
and don’t want to hear anything that might imply that they are anything
but expert lovers. Other men don’t really seem to care, they already know
what they like, why should they care what I like.”
“I won’t be like that. I’ll take every piece of advice you care
to give me. Please remember that up until twenty minutes ago I was a
virgin.”

The next day we went to the darkroom together. We couldn’t stop
touching as we handled the chemicals. I decided to give him his first
blowjob as we waited for the film. We were kissing and I knew he was
hard, I could feel it pressing against my belly. He trembled as my hand
crept over him.

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“You’re going to make me come in my pants, Tammy.” I was running
my hand up and down the bulge in his jeans while kissing him.
“I can think of a better place to come, one that won’t embarass
you so much when you go to do the laundry.” I did my best to slither down
his front, rubbing my breasts along him as I went. Kneeling I undid his
belt and fly by touch in the deep red darkness. I slid his pants off his
ass, then took his shorts down slowly. His cock swung out to rub against
my chin as it came free. I felt the wet drops it left there, evidence of
his arousal. Kneeling in the dark, it seemed to radiate heat. I let it
trail across my cheek until I felt his head warm on my lips.
I put one hand on his ass and the other curled around his rod. He
felt so warm in my hand. My pussy gave a little squeeze as my hand
tightened on him. I was wetting his cock head as my own juice started to
flow liberally. I wanted to be so good for him. I wanted to make him
last and give him a virtuoso performance. As my jaw opened to swallow him my pussy throbbed.

With my hand on his ass I guided him in thrusting slowly into my
mouth. Then I pushed down on the base of his cock with the other hand and stilled him, giving myself the opportunity to let my head move up and down on him. I got my hand going and pretty soon his whole cock was getting stroked or sucked. He was totally into the feelings I was giving him, I could hear little whimpers of pleasure as my lips slid over the flare around his cock head.

I thought he was close to coming. He had reached behind my head
and was carressing my hair, urging me to take more and more of him. I
took what I could of him, and the rest I stroked faster and tighter. He
suprised me by putting his other hand over mine, slowing me down but
making me even tighter. He guided me now, I’m sure he knew how to
pleasure himself, and now I was learning just what kind of hand stroke he
liked. Together we held his erection, his hand on mine. I was holding
the tip of his cock between my lips, tongueing the little gap, waiting for
his wonderful explosion. I was trying to concentrate on how tight he was
holding my hand, how the speed and pressure varied. My pussy was
clenching as if it too wanted to be tight and slick around that warm stiff
flesh. In time, I thought, in time.

Suddenly his hand behind my head pushed in on me and his cock
popped into my mouth just as he came. His cum slid over my tongue as his
smell filled my nostrils, strong and heady. I squeezed his ass really
hard, feeling his muscles clench as he shot into me. That’s right, I
thought, come really hard into me I love giving it to you so good let me
milk every last drop out of you. You are so special, I want you to feel
it in the way I wrap my tongue around you, sucking licking I know you’re
so sensitive now let me just hold you in my mouth steady steady let me
swallow what I’ve got and breathe and feel so happy I’ve given you
something so special, made it so sweet for you, we did it together, let me
lick that last drop out of your cock you wonderful boy.

I cleaned him up and tucked him back in and we finished up with
the rolls of film. Then we practically ran back home to my apartment. I
showed him how to go down on me, how to make me shiver and twitch with a little flick of the tongue. He was a very attentive student, I think he
got it all right the first time through, but he insisted on practicing so
I endured his tender ministrations twice more before I collapsed into a
happy little puddle. We made love again that night and he found out what
it feels like to have a woman fuck you from above, driving her body onto
your cock, using her whole weight to impale herself on you, over and over
again until you both are coming and she stretches out on top of you after
you come and your lips meet and your kiss lasts until you sleep.

Out to Dinner

04 Friday Dec 2015

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Its early spring, but it’d be hard to tell from the weather. Its still
really cold outside, and after dark the urge to be inside somewhere warm and bright is pretty strong. We’ve gone to Scotti’s, an odd name for a small
downtown Italian restaurant, good food, multi-colored candles in Chianti
bottles, soft white tablecloths and rather empty on a Tuesday night. I feel
good, the cold has reddened up my cheeks and candlelight is flattering to
everybody. You look marvelous to me, and kiss the top of my head as you sit down.

Food comes and we talk of this and that, how things are at work, your new
book. Eventually the conversation turns to missing each other. You’ve been living out of town for work reasons, and come back every few weeks. You lean over the table and say, very low, “Ah, Alice, you are beautiful, I’ve missed having your beauty”. I smile and sip at my glass of wine. “Having your beauty, Alice, owning it.” You want to play, and that alone raises my pulse and brings a flush to my cheeks. I incline my head, trying to ask what next, without words. I want you in control, I want to do what you want of me, I want to give myself to you. The desires threaten my composure, and you know me well enough to understand.

“Look at me, Alice, raise your eyes”. I look up and see a gentle smile, but
sparkling eyes suggest that you’ve already thought through what comes next. Your thought-throughs are always dangerous, strong enough to fill your needs and mine, both. But I always have my doubts, an my doubts always get me into trouble. Trusting you completely is my guide, now. “Go downstairs, to the ladies room, take off your underwear and bring it back to me, now”.

I sigh to calm myself. I once thought that taking off my underwear for you
would get easier, but it doesn’t. It gets me excited and makes me
uncomfortable and nervous. But I know you love it, watching my breasts sway under my blouse, always watching to see if I leave a stain on my pants or skirt. I go downstairs, quickly counting in my mind the number of people in the restaurant. Alone is bad, you will be willing to push me much more, but lots of people mean means more people watching. I fear being watched, I am afraid of someone seeing me. You are the only one, in my view, who thinks my body is grand and my embarrassment erotic.

There is no one else in the women’s room. Under my skirt, I quickly strip
off my panties, and undo my bra. I can get it off without taking off my
sweater all the way. Damn, I have no pockets, so I quickly crumple them in
my hand. Maybe I can get back to the table without anyone noticing. I
breath deeply, to gather myself together and think of your touch. In my
head are ideas of what might happen, even though I try and remember that anticipating makes it worse.

I step out of the womens room and you grab me from behind. I nearly scream, I am so startled. “I’ll take those, and not another word”. I am shaking with fright as you reach around the front and push up my sweater to touch my breasts. The warmth of your hands is incredible and I can lose myself in your touch. I could live in your caresses for hours.

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There is a small table in front of the phone here, and you push me face down over it, till my feet barely touch the ground. My heart is pounding. Not here, please not here, I think. My love for you serves as discipline and I
hold still as you position me. You lift my skirt over my ass and push my
legs apart. I am now torn between anxiety and desire. I think about people
coming by, but your fingers stroke me, eliciting all the responses you know
you can. “Very wet, rather open”, you muse. And you bring something around for me to look at. Its a zucchini, not terribly large, but enough so I will feel it. “This is for you Alice, I know you like presents”. And as I am
leaning over the table you start to work it into my cunt. I feel myself
stretching to accommodate the squash, and squirming and hoping that your fingers will touch me. I think of being spread out and exposed like this in a nice restaurant, as you fuck me with the zucchini.

“Let’s quit here, you’ll get plenty later” you say, stopping before I can
come . You spank me a few times, just enough to redden my ass and I bite my lip so I don’t cry out. “I want you to enjoy sitting without underwear” you say, pushing my skirt back down. “I’ll follow you upstairs, and Alice,”
with a grin I can hear in every word “don’t loose the zucchini, it would be
very hard to explain to anyone”. I stop, with suddenly thinking how the
hell am I going to keep this thing in me, with no underpants on. I push my
thighs together and find that slow little steps and a solid pull of my
vagina seem to keep it in. I involuntarily wiggle as I walk, not at all my
normal stride. My breasts bounce in rhythm up the stairs and to the table.

As I sit down, rather gingerly, you say “Very nice, now lift your sweater
and show me your breasts”. What? Show myself? I shake my head. “Alice”,
you sternly say, and I remember my earlier desire to submit to you. I look
around, and when no one is near, I quickly lift and lower my top. My
nipples are hard, crinkled rocks, and the cold air is like icy fingers on
them. “Alice, you have no appreciation of how much *I* like that, now, do
it again, slower, and touch your nipples”. Blushing, I push my top up, and
with each hand, touch a nipple. I start to pinch them, knowing that you
would like it, when the door facing me is opened, and people come through, bringing a draft of cold air with them. I quickly lower both my top and my eyes. Embarrassed, yes. I don’t want to show myself. I do want to be touched, and I’m left frustrated, not by accident I suspect.

You pay the bill and say its time to go. I get up, quickly at first, and
then feeling the zucchini start to slither out, more slowly. I walk slowly
to the door and down the block to the car, you behind me, watching. “Get
in, Alice, and drive”. We get in the car and before starting it, I lean
over to kiss you. You pointedly pull away from me. “Alice, this is for me,
not for you.” I must look disappointed as I turn back to start the car,
because you grab my jaw, hard and pull my face towards you. “Understand, you will get kisses and pleasure when I want to give them to you. It pleases me to show off your body, to touch you. I will. Now, as you drive, touch me,
make me come”. I see that you have unzipped your pants and your very hard cock is standing out. The cold has never bothered you as much as me.

We start the drive home, and I stroke you with my free hand. You are nearly throbbing, and moving your hips rhythmically. My desires subside a bit, and my energy is split between driving carefully and pleasing you. We stop at a light, and you grab my head hard, pushing it down into your lap. “Suck on me, now”, and I do. You are getting close to coming, when the car behind us honks. “Drive” you say, a little softly, “and touch me”. I do.

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Finally, we get to Jon & Carol’s where you are staying for tonight. Its a
busy street, although not a main one. There are houses only on one side, and woods on the other. I pull up across from their house, and leave the car
running, for the heat. “Turn off the car, Alice” you say, “Take off your
coat, your shirt”. The car is warm enough, and I twist and turn and pull
them off. We are not under a street light, so its dim in the car. “Sit on
me, with your back towards me, facing out”. It takes me a moment, but your seat is pushed back and I settle onto your lap. The zucchini feels very
full inside of me, as you reach around me to pull my legs apart and caress
my breasts a bit. We’ve steamed up the windows and no one can see into the car, the darkness feels safe to me. I am aroused, but content, and start to make deep sighing noises. Probably a mistake, content is seldom one of your goals when we play.

I start to rock back and forth on your hard cock, letting it rub along the
crack in my ass. As you reach around and pull out the zucchini, you give me instructions: “Stop that and lean forward, Alice”. I do, but not enough
for you. You push me up against the window of the car, so that my breasts
painfully touch something cold. I’m in an awkward position with my hips are forward and off of your lap and I wedge my arms up on the roof to support myself. I feel you caress my ass, and then the zucchini, still slick with my juice, rubbing at my anus. You start pushing the zucchini into my ass, and I think it is certainly too big to fit. It hurts and I squeeze out tears,
almost silently, as you are determined to have your way. Slowly, you push
and pull the zucchini until most of the length is lodged inside of me. When
you are finished, you touch my checks to see if I have cried, and I hear you
gently kiss your fingers covered with my tears.

You grab my shoulders, pulling me back onto your lap as you thrust your hard cock into my cunt. I have to arch my back strongly to stay on you, and the position forces me to hold my breasts out. They are cold and wet from
having been pushed against the dashboard. My cunt and ass are entirely
filled, with no room to spare, as you startmoving beneath me. You seize my breasts in your hands, and squeeze in the same rhythm as your hips, till I cry out. One hand drifts down my belly to my cunt, as a car approaches from the other direction. It shines its lights into our car, lighting up my
breasts for a brief burst. You notice the lights on the fogged up windows
and shift forward to wipe them clean, giving a clear view into car. I
almost pull off of you, but your hands around me hold me fast.

We continue fucking, as cars seem to speed by, flashing their lights
quickly. My face is in the dark, but my breasts with their dark nipples
shine in the light. Finally one car comes, far more slowly and seems to
linger as it nears. I imagine that the driver had a glimpse before, and was
coming back to look again. The headlight’s glare on my breasts stays, and
you put your hands under them, holding them up to the light, to show the
world. “Don’t stop, Alice” you warn me “they *will* see your breasts. I
want them to”. One hand returns to my cunt, and presses on my clit,
stroking me, teasing me. The world may be watching, but I no longer have a choice, your insistent fingers have brought me to the edge and as you pinch my clit, I explode. You can only continue for a few more strokes, before you too, give in and finally come.

The car has moved on, and you tell me to turn around. It takes a minute in
the confines of the car, and as I settle around you stroke my hair. You
pull the zucchini out and I sigh in relief. The windows are steamed up
again, and we are safe together in our dark cave. “Oh, Alice, I’ve missed
you more than you can possibly know”.

The Secretary

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I had finally gotten a position that allowed me to hire my own
secretary. I was so excited, and I was determined to be very careful and
painstaking about whom I hired. I had interviewed about two dozen
applicants and had the list narrowed down to several possible candidates
when Sally showed up for her interview. When she walked into my office I
was hooked on her. She was pretty; but, more than that she had an air of
confidence about her. Physically she was about 6′ tall, being dressed in
a pant suit I couldn’t tell much about her figure, except that it was
definitely all woman.

The interview began as most of them do with questions about typing
& short hand skills; she was among the top there; previous jobs, etc.. I
asked Sally what her hobbies were and she said, “I like anything athletic.
I keep in shape all the time. I also like to read and I love photography.”
We talked for a while longer and I ended the interview by saying that I was
going to see three more applicants the following day and then I would make a decision. Sally thanked me for my time and said, “If you decide to hire me, I can guarantee you that you won’t be sorry. I hope that you will think about this as well as my secretarial skills, I’m 6′ tall and I’m in great
shape so I can be a real asset as a bodyguard as well; think about it.”

I did. All night long.

I interviewed the three the next day, but Sally was my point of
comparison, and all the other applicants came up short. I called Sally
to tell her. She sounded excited and asked me to come on over to her
place for a celebration/get to know each other better dinner. I felt that
it would be a good chance to be informal and get our working relationship
off on the right foot. I went over and Sally had prepared a wonderful
roast with all the trimmings. After dinner we went into the family room
and began to talk.

After a short time Sally asked me, “Now, tell the truth, Tim.
What made you choose me over the other women?”

I decided to be honest with her, and I told her that I had always
liked athletic women, and that I hoped in time we could develop a working
relationship as well as a competitive one; however, we would have to keep
in mind who the boss was.

Sally began to smile and said, “That sounds great, why don’t we
start right now with a wrestling match to see who will be “boss” for the
night. I’ll go change while you take off your coat and stuff.” She
jumped up and off she went. I took off my shirt and stuff and Sally
came back in a robe. She made a big deal of walking up close to me and
looking down into my up turned face. She was 6’3″ with her heels on and
I was definitely intimidated; just the reaction she wanted. She said, “Now,
let’s get this clear first. I want you to try your hardest. I know you
won’t beat me, but try anyway, and this session tonight will be the first
of many. Are you ready to see what you’re up against?”

I had only seen Sally in a pant suit up to this point; when she
untied her robe she let it fall open and then drop to the floor. My breath
caught as I looked at her in the two piece bathing suit.

“Not a bad bod, huh, boss? Want some figures? Biceps – 16 1/2″,
chest – 40C, waist – 28, hips – 36, thighs – 28, and calves – 16 1/2.
Would you like to feel my arms?”

With that, she lifted both arms up and her arm muscles exploded.
They were hard as stone, and I knew I was totally out classed.

Sally wrapped her arms around my neck, squeezed suddenly and I
immediately began to submit. She let go and with a laugh said, “Wow,
this is really going to be fun. I don’t think you’re going to last very
long if that little squeeze was too much for you. I think I’ll put you
out cold with my arms first and then we’ll move on to the real power,
my legs.”

Sally backed away from me, then motioned me over with a crooked finger.
I hesitated and she really laughed and repeated the motion. I was
hesitant as I approached her; before I knew what happened she stepped
forward and put me into a bear hug. Her arms began to crush me like a
Boa Constrictor and I was getting light headed as I begged for her to
stop. Before I went out she dropped me and I fell in a heap at her feet.
Sally lifted me back up by my hair and then she gently placed my hand on
her arm as she flexed her bicep. Without a word she put me into another
headlock and squeezed me until I passed out.

I came to with her straddling me looking down at my spent body;
she had a beautiful smile on her face as she put her leg on my chest and
did a double bicep pose. Then she said, “Well, boss, I guess you know
now you don’t what it takes to compete with me. You think my arms are
strong, wait till you feel these long legs work on you. Reach up here
and feel this calf muscle.” I reached up and ran my hand across her
solid leg; I could see and feel the diamond shape of her beautiful, and
well defined calf. “Now feel my thigh. You’ll need both hands for these
babies. I think I’ll knock you out first with a standing neck scissors
using my calves, then finish you off with my thighs. By the time I’m
through with you tonight, you’ll be so addle brained that you’ll have
trouble remembering your name; but, I’ll bet you will do whatever I tell
you to do without thinking about it.”

I reached up and put both hands on her thigh as she flexed. The
muscles were hard as stone and I knew that I was not even close to her
class in strength. Sally reached down and controlled my head as she placed my neck between her calves. She counted to three and then slowly raised up on her toes and with one sudden tensing of her legs she had me begging for mercy. “You give? You give what? You can’t have had enough already; I’m not squeezing that hard am I?”

Sally was laughing as I thrashed around moaning and hitting on her
legs to try and ease the pain. “I’m not through with this hold yet, little
man; I want to watch your face as I increase and decrease the pressure.
Wonder what colors I can make your face turn? It’s sort of pink now; lets
increase the pressure some. Look, it’s turning red. Are you choking? Now
a little more pressure. Wow, your face is turning white; I must be cutting
off the blood supply to your brain. Guess what happens now? Yep, I’m gonna knock you out!” And she did. I came to about five minutes later and Sally was standing over my body slapping my head from side to side with her foot trying to “wake me.” As I did she leaned over, I thought her boobs were going to fall out onto my face, and said, “That was only round one of the calf treatment. Here comes round two.”

Sally stepped up to my head and once again raised my neck up to her
calves. She stood up on her toes and flexed her legs and I was out again.
This time when I came to she repeated the same thing. After regaining
consciousness this time Sally raised me to my feet and then caught me in a bear hug. I thought she was going to put me out again with the incredible strength of her arms; but just before I went out she released me. She had to hold me up as she crossed her arms around my waist and lifted me up, swinging my legs up in the air above her head. Then she swung my head toward her thighs. She flexed them as my head hit against them. She repeated this several times; then she opened her legs and slammed my head between her thighs. “Ok, wimpy, now for some real power. I’m going to knock you out with my thighs several times before I end the evening session.” Crush went the thighs, and I went out again. I came to still being held upside down. Crush went the thighs, and I went out again. She did this about four times.

When I came around Sally came over to me and said, “If you don’t
want me to work you over anymore tonight, then I want you to give me a
pay raise.” I readily agreed. Then she said, “I also want you to strip
down to your birthday suit and put on a ‘muscle show’ with your weak
little male muscles.” As I posed for her she would feel my muscle, then
feel her muscle and laugh at me for being so weak. At about 11 PM, Sally
said, “Go home and get some rest boss. Tomorrow we’ll work on our office routine.”

The next day at the office Sally came in and shut my office door.
“How’s your head feel this morning boss?” Then she walked over to my chair, put her foot in between my legs, flexed her calf muscle and gently placed my hand on it. Immediately my mind went reeling, my breath caught and I was trembling. “Very good, little one, you do remember what these babies did to you, don’t you? Don’t worry, I won’t make you give me a raise every day; but I am going to knock you out at least once each day. I won’t tell you how or when until it’s time. There’s one thing. I want you to hire me a secretary. He’ll do the secretarial stuff for both of us and I can devote my full time to bodyguard work and the physical things. I’ll come and go as I please.” To emphasize this, Sally placed my hand on her bicep and flexed. “Are there any objections?” I said of course not. Then Sally grabbed a handful of hair, walked me out to the center of my office and slammed my face into her boobs as her strong arms squeezed my head like a grape. I went under the black sea of unconsciousness.

When I came to there was a note from Sally that said, “Strip and
wait for me. If you don’t, you’ll be sorry when I get back.” I did not
sit in my chair naked waiting for her to return. I thought enough of this;
what if someone were to come in and see me like this.

When Sally returned she came into the office and when she saw that
I was still dressed a big smile crossed her face. She closed and locked my
door and began to remove her clothes. My attempts to stop her from doing this were to no avail. Sally obviously expected this to happen as she was wearing a very skimpy bikini. “I knew you would still offer some resistance to that note. But, after this training session, you’ll do what I tell you to do. Just look at these muscles and think about what I could have done to you last night. Today, we’re gonna go into the advanced course.”

She walked over to me and lifted me out of my chair by my tie. Then
she began to take off my coat; I tried to resist her until she put me into a
headlock and crushed my neck until I began to see stars. Sally let up and
ordered me to strip. This time I complied. As I stood before her naked she
walked up to me and began to rub her body over mine. I responded. Then she grabbed my manhood in her hand and slowly began to squeeze. Just as I began to complain, she gave one solid crush and I couldn’t talk. The pressure continued and I could taste the bile in my throat. I was crying in pain as Sally began to taunt me with, “I can crush an apple to pulp with my hands; feel this arm or I’ll do the same thing to you. I’m going to turn
you into a jerk off man. When you come to, the only way to relieve the
pain will be to masturbate and I want to watch you do it.”

Sally took me to the edge of passing out several times, and lifted
my ass up off the floor by pulling up on my dick before she finally squeezed me so hard that I passed out from the pain. She was laughing at me the whole time she tortured me. When I came to, Sally walked over and straddled my totally spent body and said, “Now, peewee, when I tell you to do something do you think you can obey me? If not, we’ll do this as often as it takes to make a believer out of you. I’m gonna work you over every day anyway; but, the amount of pain you suffer will depend upon how quickly and efficiently you obey my commands. Now unless you want to wrestle with me some more, I want to see you play with your little wennie. You won’t be much good at anything but some tongue action for awhile. I’ve made you a ‘jerk off man’ just as I told you I would. Now, pound that pud!”

And I did. In fact I had to masturbate several times; Sally had
told me to call her each time so she could watch the result of her handy
work. As I would beat off she would sit and flex her arm or leg muscles
and feel them; laughing at how she had so easily reduced me to a scared
little boy. After I cum, she would let me feel and kiss her pumped up
muscles.

What a secretary!

Screwing the IRS

29 Sunday Nov 2015

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“Greta, it’s a crying shame the way these tax people try to screw us. Look at this notice my husband and I received the other day. It’s an audit, I think.”

The petite, pretty blonde housewife was obviously very angry as she handed the notice to her lovely, dark-haired neighbor. Greta read it slowly, then looked up.

“I agree with you, Mary. But what can you do about it?”

“I’ll tell you what I’m going to do. I’m going down to that IRS Office and talk to this man whose name is on the notice. Let’s see, it’s a Mr. Ralph Whitcomb. Do you want to come along with me?”

Greta smiled. “I like you when you’re angry,” she said.
“You’re something else, Mary. Do I want to come? Why I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

So that afternoon, Mary Mason, her tax papers in her hand, and with her beautiful neighbor, Greta, beside her, drove downtown and walked into the huge Federal Building.
They looked at the building directory and found that the IRS Office was on the third floor. They took the elevator to the third floor, got off and walked into the IRS office.
They walked up to the receptionist and demanded to see Mr. Ralph Whitcomb, the IRS man whose name was on the tax form.

“I’m sorry,” the receptionist said, “but Mr. Whitcomb is busy right now. Do you have an appointment?”

“Why should I have to make an appointment?” Mary barked.
“He’s the one who wants to see me. Let him make the time!”

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The confused receptionist was about to protest Mary’s behavior when a tall, handsome, balding man in his mid-forties walked in and said, “I’m Mr. Whitcomb. What can I do for you ladies?”

“This!” Mary exclaimed, and she showed him the papers.

He smiled. “Please step in my office,” he said. Then he turned to the receptionist and said, “Miss Lane, I’ll be busy for a few minutes with these ladies. Please hold my calls.”

“Yes, sir,” she said, giving Mary a dirty look.

He showed them into his office and then closed the door.
“Please be seated, ladies,” he said. “I’ll just look these forms over.” He glanced at the top line and looked up and said, “I take it you are Mrs. Mason?”

Mary nodded. “Yes, and this is my friend, Greta.”

He started looking over the papers again. After reading them, he looked up and said, “Ah, yes. It seems that you and your husband took a deduction that was not allowed. I’m sorry, but the law states…”

As he was talking, Mary stood up and walked around the desk and leaned over his shoulders, looking at the papers.
Her exotic perfume made him feel light and excited. As she bent over, he could see the cleavage of her tits and the smooth roundness of her large boobs.

“I don’t care what the law states,” Mary began. “We took deductions for entertaining people. They were clients of my husband’s, and that makes it a legal deduction.”

“Yes ma’am, but did you really spend $5000 entertaining.
That seems like an extraordinary amount of money to spend for entertaining clients,” he replied.

“Certainly, that’s what we spent!” Mary said, as she leaned over him even more. Now one tit was almost rubbing his face.

He started to get flustered, then he looked back in front of him. The other woman, they said her name was Greta, was still sitting on the chair, but she had shifted position and her legs were spread apart and her skirt had
slid up her legs. As he looked at her legs, he suddenly noticed, “My God, she isn’t wearing any panties!”

A wild and reckless thought occurred to him. Here he was in his own office, his boss in the next room, and his receptionist on the other side of the door – and he was actually thinking how wild it would be to fuck one or both
of these lovely females!

“But that’s insane,” he said the himself. “I would have to be mad! My job! My future! Everything would be at stake!” But her closeness, her perfume, and the sight of the dark-haired woman’s lovely beaver was beginning to make him want to throw caution to the winds. Once in every man’s
life, there should be a time when he is called upon to do something reckless and dangerous.

He turned around and gently bit Mary on the tit through her blouse. There were a few moments of silence as he felt his blood pounding wildly in his head. He wanted to take one, or maybe even both, of them right now.

He grinned and looked at Mary, then said, “Maybe you’re right. Maybe these are legal deductions. I’ll see what I can do.”

As he said this, he put his hand on her leg and slid it up under the back of her skirt and grabbed hold of Mary’s smooth, round buttocks. His fingers told him that she wasn’t wearing panties either. He massaged the naked globes of her rear for a moment, then stood up and lifted Mary’s skirt up over her waist and set her on his desk. Greta also stood up and slowly began walking toward them.

“Then the audit is off?” Mary said huskily, reaching down to unzip his pants and pulling his cock out of his shorts. He was already hard, and he just nodded an answer to Mary’s question. He felt almost dizzy with passion. And yet, there was also the element of risk. It made him all
the hotter. What if someone walked in and….

He fondled Mary’s big knockers, feeling her nipples harden under his fingers. Then he unbuttoned her blouse and started sucking on her erect, pink nipples. They responded by standing out oven more.

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“Lord, but you’ve got nice tits, lady,” he whispered in a voice shaking with anxiety and lust. “You’ve got a very nice pussy, too.”

Greta lifted her skirt and sat down on the desk next to Mary. As Mary spread her slim, tanned legs, the IRS man slowly pushed his pecker forward into her steaming hot love tunnel. Mary moaned as she felt him penetrate her. He rubbed his cock forward and back just inside her entrance. Her cunt was warm and moist.

He penetrated her easily and was amazed to find that any woman as small as Mary could take his big shaft so effort-lessly. Only at the very end of his thrust could he feel the tip of his cock come up against the soft rear wall of
her cunt. He began to fuck her with long, measured strokes that nearly drove Mary back onto the desk. Meanwhile, he began to finger-fuck the hairy slot of the lovely Greta sitting next to Mary. Her pussy was hot and wet too.

“Oh, give it to me,” Mary whispered. “Fuck my hot hole!
Shove it in hard! Ahhhhyyeeessss! Oh, you fuck so gooood!”

He continued to pump in and out of Mary’s sublime pussy for a few minutes, then just as he was ready to come, the door burst open and in came his silver-haired boss. “Mister Whitcomb!” was all he could manage to gasp.

But before he could protest, Greta was off the desk and in the older man’s arms. At first he protested, but her actions overwhelmed him. She was soon down on her knees, unzipping him, then reaching in and bringing his limp tool to life with her fingers. His head spun. He couldn’t believe this was really happening, but he let this lovely woman suck his cock until he was ready to shoot his load.
He looked down and saw her fingers rubbing her naked, hairy pussy as she sucked. He started thrusting his cock harder into her mouth.

If Ralph Whitcomb was shocked at first, it didn’t hinder his ardor. He now had Mary down on the desk, on top of all his papers, and was passionately fucking her, pounding his hard cock into her clutching pussy while she moaned words of passionate encouragement.

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Mary sobbed her pleasure and Ralph groaned with the ecstatic feeling he was experiencing. He shot his love juices deep into her, pumping her again and again as the papers on his desk flew in all directions. She was moaning
and her pussy was spasming in her own climax as it squeezed the last drops of cum out of his cock. The hot juices of his passion flowed out of her well-filled cunt and down the lovely tanned legs of the beautiful blonde housewife onto the audit papers on his desk.

He could hear his boss groan as he reached his climax and squirted into the lovely dark-haired woman’s mouth. It had to be a dream, he thought. But he definitely knew that the half naked blonde beauty he was fucking was real.

Suddenly, the door opened again and Miss Lane walked in.
Her face appeared shocked, but she didn’t say anything, she just stared. She couldn’t take her eyes away from the action in front of her. Ralph knew that he was too deeply involved already. There was only one way to make sure that his receptionist would never give away their secret.

Ralph was charged up. He had just had an explosive cum in the blonde housewife’s cunt, but his cock was fully hard and erect again. He couldn’t believe he could get it up so fast, but he did. He went over to Miss Lane, kissed her passionately, with his tongue invading her mouth. As he
felt her start to hug him tightly, he led her to his desk where he bent her over, lifted her skirt and lowered her pantyhose. There he was, bent over his prim and proper secretary, shoving his hot cock, still wet with another
woman’s pussy juice, past the soft white mounds of her ass and into her tight little twat. She moaned as his cock separated her cunt lips, then began panting excitingly as he started to pump in and out of her. It was a wild afternoon, one that none of them would ever forget.

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“So the audit’s off,” her husband was saying to her that evening. “How did you ever talk them into it?”

“Well….” Mary said, “I guess that I just presented it in a way that they could understand.”

“That’s great! We got away with it. For once, it’s us screwing the tax man instead of them screwing us!”

Mary shrugged, then mused, “Ah, well…in a way. Let’s just say that the screwing was pretty equal.”

“What?”

“Oh, nothing, honey.”

“You know, Mary, I’d probably have gotten so mad at that IRS guy that I’d have told him off and we’d have had to pay a big penalty. I think from now on, I’ll let you handle all our negotiating.”

“That’s a good idea. I get a…a real bang out of…ah…negotiating…with other people. It really makes me feel ful…filled.”

Ignoring Mary’s comment, her husband pointed back to the papers. “Look, Mary, these audit papers are a mess. What in the world are these funny stains?”

“Oh, ah…ah…we must have spilled something on them.
Juice, I think. Yes, it was juice. I remember now,” she said as a sly smile came to her face.

Shy Indian Wife’s Massage

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We are an Indian couple from Kerala aged 34 and 38 yrs and married for seven years.

I had to go on a business trip which involved six hours of driving and my wife was with me in the car – After the meeeting we thought of visiting a nearby beach which is famous for Indian ayurvedic messages – I suggested that she go for a massage and she gave me a flat ‘NO” for her.

I requested a massage for myself and the guy who mas massaging me was just around twenty years old. I suggested that my wife watch the massage as she had never seen it before.

As my massage was almost geeting over I insisted that she have her at least her feet massaged as it would be cramped. Th boy suggested that a female person is available if my wife wants a massage. “Its just the feet – I am sure you can do it well” was my reply and I made my wife lie on the table – “Remove that skirt and wrap a towel” I matter of fact told my wife as we didn’t want oils on the dress as we didn’t have another pair to change – very reluctantly just to avoid a fight she very modestly wrapped the towel and pulled down the skirt.

I suggested that I help pour the oil on her feet as he massages – and the feet massage started. My penis was sticking out of the towel I had wrapped and I was just excited as I had my own plans. The oil that I was pouring to help started getting poured from the feet slowly up to the ankles and then to the calf with the towel getting in the way. I slowly got the towel hiked up and the boys hand started creeping up her legs. At one point I told her “Its a professional massage and no harm in getting your full legs massaged” and I just pulled off the towel.

Little did I know that she was wearing a pink lacy panty that day. The boy who was massaging kept his eye away from the panty and was definitely having a good bulge as the sight of my wife lying in a pink hugging top and a pink panty. I was so hard watching my wife giving the boy an erection that I was in pain with all the veins sticking out of my cock. I guess she was enjoying the massaging by this time as I didn’t get any resistance as I poured the hot oil up and up her thighs and onto her buttocks.

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The boy being a good massager knew how to run his hands slowly up her tighs so by this time the panty as soaked in oil and was just a piece of cloth between her ass cheeks. I kept pouring oils on to her ass cheeks and he was massaging her tight buns deeply; by this time I has lifted the blouse a little and her back too was exposed and the oil has reached the small of her back. “remove your top – dont get a good blouse stained” and whether she enjoyed it or not, she pulled off her top and was lying on her stomach.

He proceeded to massage her back and the boy looked at me when the back of her bra was getting in the way. Without asking unhooked her bra and she kept her arms close by her side so that the breast would not be exposed. The boy who was tensed anxious and at the same time enjoying this customer started massaging her shoulder and the sides of her rib case and he brushed her breasts because my wife looked back to make sure that I was there and that she is safe. The sight of the boy rubbing her whole back from neck to toe with just a panties strip on her was too much for me to watch.

After an hour or so he asked that she turn over and she did slowly. That was a sight I will remember all my life – Unhooked bra cups just covering her breasts loosely and the pubic hairs all sticking though the lace and side of the pink lace panties. She pulled her panty up and tightened so that it doesn’t get accidentally pulled down. But she didn’t realize that her oil covered panty and her oil dripped (maybe wet and juicy too!!!!) pussy was exposed tight through the think material.

The shape of her cunt lips was very visible as he started the masage again from her toes to her legs and to the junction of her panty. Each time the boy’s massaging hands reached the junction of the panties it would rub on her lips and go off – the effect it had was visible as her eyes were tightly shut, and the thigh muscles got tightened. I am not sure whether it was a massage at all or foreplay now. At one time the panty got pulled down to the pubic hair line while her lower tummy was massaged and then the boy was clearly enjoying her navel – he was pouring oil there as some artist was enjoying the painting – he filled the navel with oil and poked a finger into it slowly and caressed the tummy along the line of oil flow.

Not a word was spoken by anyone of us all through this as it was just not planned and the atmosphere was very sexually charged.

When the boy reached her chest he asked me “remove bra please” he clearly wanted to squeese her breast. But my wife said “Don’t, don’t remove the bra, the rest of the massage will do” – I tried twice to remove the bra but I failed. So the boy started with her shoulder by standing behind her back and as the bra was unhooked and as I was pouring oil onto the swell of her breast, each time he massaged the upper front swell of the breast, the boobs would get a little more exposed without she knowing (We guess!!!!). I managed to watch the boy massage up to the dark circle around her nipple with her nipple exposed but he dared not venture to touch her nipple as we didn’t want her to sudenly cover up the almost exposed boobs.

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I was leaking through my painful hard cock and I can only dream what the boy was suffering through his tight pants. As it was getting to a close the boy as if giving a farewell kiss ran a feathery finger through the whole length of her body – from left shoulder to the left toe and from the right toe to the right shoulder and then from the through the half exposed breast and over the unclasped bra through her tummy to her pussy and the finger came back and rested on her tummy.

It so barely touching and feathery and so tender that she has all her hairs ends standing all over her. She got up after the masage and wrapped her towel (while hooking the bra we got to see her full breast by the side) and was very casual about the massage and went for a bath. This happened three years back and till now she has not admitted that she was sexually excited by the touch, nor have I asked as it was her first male touch.

I went for a shower and even without touching I shot my cum to the far away wall of the shower. I was still so hard that I immediately mastrubated again and came alot – this was one of the few times I have been able to have two orgasms in a short time. I am a very normal guy with a normal five or maybe six inch average cock.

The picture is of lying on her back just to give you an idea what the massaging boy experienced. We have had only two massaging experiences like this in our life and this is the first one. I always wonder what MY WIFE’S FEELINGS DURING THE MASSAGE was. I always wonder whether she was genuinely wet and excited and masturbated in the shower or whether she was stiff and uncomfortable as it was the first experience of a village catholic girl being touched by some one other than her husband. Hope you enjoyed me sharing this with you.

My Super Rich Boyfriend’s Gift

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I am an above average looking person, moderately successful in my own eyes. Most people may think I almost have everything in life. But the truth is there is one thing that I cant seem to get enough of. The desire to satisfy my urges.

I have a boy friend who is really nice at heart and simple. But then we often fight. The most common reason for our arguments is that i just dont see enough of him. He is extremely rich and successful and can probably buy me every possible thing on earth. But he just doesnt have the time to keep up with my urges.

I hadnt met Manu in a couple of weeks. He had been working on this new venture and it was taking most of his time. Manu called to say he was available in the evening and was wondering if i could get home early. I came home and decided to take a shower. I lit a couple of scented candles before i went into the shower. Manu loves to make love when i come out of the shower with my hair and body wet.

I was completed naked with the shower gel over my body when the door bell rang. Expecting it to be Manu i quickly wrapped my bathrobe and rushed to open the door for him. I felt so naughty almost ready to pounce on him. Just as I opened the door there stood an extremely handsome guy wearing a black hat and a leather jacket. He had a bouquet of flowers with him. I am sorry maam mr. manu is stuck in a meeting so he asked me to deliver this note to you along with the flowers. Goes without saying the horny me was disappointed.

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The note said “the flowers and the person carrying them are for you. I will see you soon darling”. I wasnt sure what this really meant until Ron the guy carrying the flowers asked me maam are we ready? Ready for what I asked him? Manu asked me to give you company so here I am. Let me fix you a drink. Ron walked to the bar and fixed us a single malt. I was sitting on the sofa in my robes quite forgetting that there was a man around. He got me my drink and sat next to me on the floor. Let me give you a massage. I was quite tired so I allowed him to. He derobed me and carried me to the bedroom. His hands and fingers gave me a nice back rub, my legs, my shoulders. He had removed the strain out of each part of my body. I was in another world. His hands were so young. He must be in his twenties. I closed my eyes. A few minutes later i left totally aroused and wet. Ron was licking my pussy. His tounge biting and nibbling at it, sucking it. I was starled until Ron asked me to relax. Ron why are you doing this I asked. I get paid to do this. What!!. Manu told me that for each orgasm I get you he would pay me so please allow me. In addition i am a trained pussy licker. You must be kidding me I said. No I am not. I am here to give you pleasure. Please help me I really need the money and this is the best way to earn it.

Over the next few hours Ron licked me a couple of times. I could touch him, do what I like and yet he was not allowed to enter me. That was a rule for him set by Manu. After some time i was exhausted and asked him to relax and just lie down next to me. Like a baby Ron hugged me from behind and we just went off to sleep.

I was suddenly woken up by a touch. Obviously startled i slowly opened by eyes and smiled it was Manu. He was wearing his standard white shit all unbuttoned and had stripped. I left his cold hands on my warm body. 2 men I had never had 2 men in my life in bed together. Ron hugging me from the back and Manu fingering my pussy with his cold hands.

Ron realized Manu was back so slowly moved away. Manu whispered darling i hope i didnt keep you waiting for too long. I held him in a tight embrace and said I want to feel you inside me. Manu got on top of me and gradually pushed himself in.I kissed him for the most amazing and relaxing evening and we made love. In my mind i wondered if I would see Ron again.

But then that is another story isnt it :

Dogging – The British Disease

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Let me describe myself to you first of all so you can picture me when you read the following story. I am 26, 5”7 with short blonde bobbed hair & blue eyes, I have an all over tan, not an orange sun bed tan but a lovely honeyed beach earned tan! My legs and bum are my best features (so I’m told) although my breasts ( 32b ) are not bad either and I particularly like my cleavage which I try to enhance as much as possible with push up bra’s and low cut or tight tops. I always wear short skirts and either hold ups or bare legs with heels to A. show my legs off to their best advantage and B. to allow me to either give glimpses of my panties (generally thongs) or to be touched easily (especially on the tube but that’s another story!).

I live in Essex (enough with the jokes), the posh part that is and spend a lot of my time commuting in and out of London on the train where I work as a legal secretary. I do have a boyfriend but it is really a marriage of convenience, by that I mean that it suits him to have a sexy blonde girlfriend who is hot in bed and it suits me to have a man on my arm when I go out with friends and work colleagues. He is not quite as liberated as me though and so we have an understanding, well not so much an understanding more a case of what he doesn’t know wont hurt him so I go out to play by myself quite a lot although I am trying to introduce him to some of my more daring moments.

By the way, my name is Deborah, or Debbie (especially when I am being a naughty little schoolgirl!) I don’t mind which, just not Debs!

Right, that should be enough information to give you a pretty picture in your mind so on with the story. Just so you know, whatever I write has happened to me or I have made happen. It’s all true and I try to describe everything in as much detail as possible so that you will really feel how I feel or felt and understand what turns me on!

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It was a Friday and I was heading back to Colchester from London on the 4.30 train having worked a half-day and then had a few glasses of wine with some of the girls from the office in a little bar not far from Liverpool St. I was a bit tipsy, which is probably what got me into this situation I have to say, and was relaxing in my seat flicking through a copy of Marie Claire when the train stopped at Chelmsford. The usual melee occurred with people fighting to get on at the same time as people fighting to get off so I just buried my head in my magazine and tried to ignore it. As the train eventually moved off I glanced up to see that was sitting opposite me and there he was…. My god he was gorgeous, perfect dark blue suit coupled with a white shirt and pale blue knitted tie. Dark hair brushed into an immaculate parting, dark skin, brown eyes, long fingers with a gold ring on his right little finger, I could go on and on but suffice it to say he was my dream man. After taking all this in with a lingering look I realised he was looking at me and I blushed a bit with embarrassment at having been caught letching and looked back at my magazine. The headline on the page screamed at me

‘ DOGGING – The British Disease’

I began to read the article, glancing up occasionally to check out the dreamboat, it was fascinating stuff. Sex in car parks, sex with strangers, voyeurism, masturbation, group sex, I started to feel that familiar warmth between my legs, it was turning me on to read about Kathy 43 from Gloucester who went dogging regularly with her husband Gary because Gary liked to watch her being touched by strangers. I almost came when I read about Tina 29 from Colchester who liked going dogging by herself when her ‘old man’ was working nights because she liked to feel ‘wanted’ even though it invariably ended up with her being fucked by several different men in an evening! Now I was horny. I looked up at the man in front of me and wondered what he was thinking, I also wondered what his cock would look like hard and erect in front of my face. With that thought in mind I casually uncrossed my legs and shuffled a bit in my seat as if to get comfortable but really to make my skirt rise up my thighs a bit to reveal the tops of my hold ups and to attract his attention. Sure enough he looked over at me quickly and his eyes hovered briefly on the hem of my skirt. I pretended not to notice and, whilst appearing to be avidly reading my mag’ I allowed my legs to fall apart slightly, I knew that he would be able to see the crotch of my white panties and I wanted that! With the combination of the article and the fact that I was blatantly exposing myself to a stranger I could feel my pussy lips puffing up and getting wetter and wetter, I needed to touch myself or be touched. I crossed and uncrossed my legs a couple more times both to allow the stranger more and more glimpses of my panties and also to give my pussy some much needed friction and then I made a decision. I stood up, “ excuse me, I said to the stranger, would you mind keeping an eye on my bag for me I need the loo?! “

“ No worries” he replied and smiled at me, I smiled back flirtatiously and said “ Thanks “ and slowly, making sure that I wiggled my arse as seductively as possible made my way to the toilet. No queue and no one inside thank god! As soon as I locked the door I pulled my skirt up to my waist and, leaning against the sink with my legs apart and my feet on the toilet seat proceeded to pull the gusset of my thong to one side and slip two fingers into my very hot and very wet pussy and rub myself hard. I came almost immediately I was so turned on by what I had read, the thoughts it had given me and by displaying myself to the man opposite but it wasn’t enough. I bent down and removed my thong, which I dropped into the rubbish bin (some lucky cleaning operative would find them later probably still wet at the crotch! Might make his evening!! ) And, smoothing my skirt back down I flushed the toilet and, leaving the cubicle made my way back to my seat. Now we’ll see what he’s made of I thought smiling to myself!

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I smiled at the stranger by way of a thank you for looking after my bag and settled myself back down into my chair, once again crossing my right leg over my left one and picked up my magazine. My eyes flickered over the pages for a couple of minutes not really taking anything in and then I made my move! Uncrossing my legs slowly I twisted slightly in my seat and, with both feet, encased as they were in my black high heeled Jimmy Choos, firmly on the floor I allowed my thighs to part so that the stranger, if he chose to look would be able to see right up to my now naked cunt! He looked! I saw him looking and he saw me seeing him looking and, giving me a cute smile he looked again. I stared right at him and opened my legs further feeling as I did it my pussy lips open slightly. I was soaking and I was sure that he would be able to tell. I glanced at his crotch and sure enough a tell tale bulge had appeared tenting slightly that immaculate blue suit. How I wanted to touch it, to kneel in front of him, undo his belt, open his fly and pull out his hard hot cock. I was imagining what it would feel like to suck it into my mouth and wank him onto my tongue to have his fingers knotted in my hair as he fucked my face.

Keeping my legs as far apart as I dared I put my magazine down and reached into my handbag to find my lipstick and compact. Snapping the gold compact open with one hand I pursed my lips and with a seductive glance in his direction began to apply bright red lipstick in a slow, sexy and methodical manner. He watched me, his eyes continuously flicking down to my open legs and then back to my open lips. I gave the lipstick the blowjob I wanted him to have and he knew it. I watched him surreptitiously drop his hand to his lap and give his cock a quick squeeze all the time holding my gaze and smiling. I had him! Now what?

I needed to touch his cock, I wanted to taste it and to have it do very rude things to me very hard. I felt so dirty having had the wine earlier, having read the article on sex with strangers and having shamelessly showed this man I didn’t know my wet pussy. I needed to be held down and fucked hard from behind, I needed cock and I needed it soon!

Too soon the train began its approach to Colchester Station where I should get off, people were making moves to the doorways and grabbing their coats and bags but my man just stayed put. Oh God, I thought, he’s not getting off here do I wait too? Worst-case scenario I end up in Norwich and get the train back but I am far too turned on to stop now. I decided to wait and see, I wanted the game to continue!
The train stopped and the majority of people disembarked, in fact almost every person in our carriage had gone apart from one old lady sitting about ten rows in front with her back to us. Now I could feel the tension…..! As people had been leaving I had re crossed my legs and now it was just us I felt a bit awkward about opening them again. It had been fun while it was our sexy little secret but now it seemed too blatant.

He spoke suddenly interrupting my thoughts, “ would you mind if I had a look at your magazine please? There is an article in there that I would like to read if that’s ok”.

“ Oh, of course”, I replied and, uncrossing my legs and leaning forward so that my blouse fell open slightly and exposed the tops of my breasts I handed him my Marie Claire. “ Which article is it you were interested in?”

Glancing down at what I assumed would be the index he said, “ it’s the one on page 183, sex with strangers I believe, a friend recommended it me, she said it was very interesting! “
I blushed and found myself saying “ I hope you are over 21 it’s quite explicit, I was just reading it myself “.
“ I’m a big boy, he said smiling, I can take it I’m sure, my name’s Johnny by the way” and with that he held out his hand to me. I leaned forward and shook with him very aware that he was looking straight down the front of my blouse. “ Pleased to meet you, he said, and by way of an after thought, very nice bra!”
I blushed again and retorted, “ it used to be part of a matching set but I got rid of the panties! “

He smiled again and said “ so I noticed “.

Anoushka Gets Anally First Fucked!

28 Saturday Nov 2015

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My name is Tyler and I’m 18. I have the most beautiful girlfriend ever, she is also 18, called Anoushka. We had talked about having sex and losing our virginities but I had just thought we would have quick, normal sex. I had not anticipated that I would have amazingly hot, amazingly kinky sex. This is the story of how I lost my virginity, in an incredibly kinky way, to the most beautiful girl in the world (with the best body in the world). This story is completely non fictional and includes non-fictional characters.

Anoushka bent over, sliding down her red velvet knickers to her ankles, to reveal her soft, dripping pussy and tight arsehole. My boner twitched at this sight, causing me to let out a soft moan. She turned looked at me, still bent over, pussy on display, and smiled playfully.
“You ready?” she asked.
“Fuck yes!” I replied ecstatically.

She slowly began to lower herself onto my raging erection. She moaned in pleasure as she lowered herself further onto my 7 inch hard-on. Being a virgin at the time, just that feeling was enough to make me shoot my load deep inside her – However, I restrained as I wanted to pleasure her as much ass I wanted to pleasure myself. She finally lowered herself onto my now fully erect 8 inches. She sat on my lap, my penis deep inside her tight pussy, panting heavily. I rolled her tight top up her perfect body, revealing her perfect 32C tits and her rock hard nipples. I reached around her petite body grasping her nipples in both hands. She let out a deep moan – she was in heaven.

Anoushka began sliding up and down on my long, erect rod. Every time her soft arse cheeks touched my lap, I felt my self getting closer and closer to orgasm. She gradually picked up pace until I could feel my penis bending under the immense speed. She laughed happily as she looked upward riding me like a gear stick.

“I’m cumming!” she screamed as her pussy tightened around my penis, leaking vaginal juices all over my balls and my pubes. Her screaming was too much for me. I squirted semen deep inside her soft pussy. The feeling of my orgasm deep inside her brought on another orgasm from Anoushka.

“Again!” She screamed uncontrollably, “Fuck me Tyler! Fuck me hard!”

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I didn’t need telling twice. I began thrusting upward, causing Anoushka to bounce up and down my think fuck stick. The pain of her bending my erect penis felt amazing. I began screaming out, at the top of my lung, “Anoushka! Anoushka!” as she squirted her pussy juices all over my twitching balls.

She sat on my flaccid penis for a few minutes before standing and turning around. She once again sat on my semi-erect penis, causing it to become fully erect making her moan as it twitched inside her beautiful, tight pussy. She rolled her eyes in pleasure, looking me deep in the eyes. She leaned in towards me to kiss. Before she could, I grabbed her by the back of her head and forced my tongue down her throat. In return, she massaged my tongue softly with her strong, long tongue. I pushed her away, taking her inch long nipple into my mouth. I rolled my lips over my teeth and bit down hard on her nipple. She jolted, moaning as I circled it with my tongue. When she jolted, her pussy came off my penis. As I massaged her nipple, utilising all my mouth, I reached down, rubbing her soaked clit. I massaged it with my index finger.
“Almost! I’m almost –“ She moaned “Nearly… There!” I pulled my hand away and removed her nipple from my mouth. I looked at her disappointed face.

After a moment, she realised what I was waiting for. She stood up, smiling, turning around and bending over like before. Reached between her legs, collecting as much pussy juice as I could onto my hand. This caused her to moan softly. Using all the juices as a lubricant, I rubbed her anus softly. I felt it expand slightly as I rubbed harder and harder. I as so horny I could have cummed all over her back then and there. I slid my finger into her anus, causing her to moan yet again. I leaned over, rimming her arsehole with my tongue. She screamed, after a few laps around her tight hole, as I stuck my tongue deep into her hole. I slid two fingers into her hole along with my tongue, making her shiver happily. As I fingered and tongue fucked her arse, I slid yet another finger in.

“It hurts Tyler!” She whimpered, “It hurts but it feel so fucking good.”

After further tongue and finger fucking I slid my fourth finger deep into her anus. I slid all four fingers even further into her anus, getting past my thumb. I clenched a fist and began pushing my fist further in. Anoushka screamed in pain and pleasure.

“Stop Tyler! Please stop!” She begged. Ignoring her request I continued to fist fuck her arsehole. She fell onto all fours, my fist still deep insider her. My wrist was now disappearing and reappearing in and out of her arsehole. She screamed more and more as I continued denying her relief from the immense pain and pleasure. I got down from the chair I was sitting on and lay down with my back on the floor. I slid my head beneath her legs, underneath the stream of cum leaking from her pussy. I stuck my tongue into her pussy, licking up her all her cum. After a few seconds of pussy licking, she spurted, screaming out as she had an orgasm. I cupped my lips around her pussy, sticking my tongue deeper into her pussy. As she cummed into my mouth I swallowed every drop of her warm, delicious cum. I removed my fist from her from her deep inside her and reached down to my penis.

I began wanking furiously as I continued to consume Anoushka’s seemingly never-ending supply of cum. She collapsed onto my face still leaking cum. After a few moments she picked herself up climbed over my body over to my penis. She stayed in the 69 position for a few moments before taking a deep breath and taking my penis deep inside her mouth. Before I knew it, Anoushka was deep thoating me. I licked her pussy, rimming her vagina and sucking on her pussy lips. I felt her hands reach under my legs and lift so my knees were bent with my feet still flat on the floor. Still sucking my massive penis she reached round to my arse and rubbed it passionately. She pried my cheeks apart revealing my arse hole. I moaned out as she inserted a finger into my anus. I was completely stunned for two reasons; I was completely shocked my what she had done and how amazingly good it felt.

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“It’s my turn.” Anoushka told me as turned round facing me with a wide grin on her face with pre-cum sliding down her chin.

She began fingering my arsehole furiously while sucking on my penis as is slid along her tongue and down her throat. I stuck two fingers deep into her tight pussy, causing her to squirm and wriggle in pleasure. I felt her pussy begin to tighten and spasm as my penis began to twitch and my balls began to squirm. Sperm shot out of my long rod deep into Anoushka’s throat. As she orgasmed, cum squirted all over my tongue and face. She collapsed onto of me, exhausted.

We continued to have frequent sex over the next few months (to the present day) and experimenting with different sex toys, positions and locations. I fucked her up the arse on several occasions while fingering her and fondling he tits. While she tossed and sucked me off She frequently finger fucked me up the arse and we have even used a double ended dildo.

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