Really fun at the pool party
Written on 31 October 2007 by SabrinaLet me just start this off by saying that I am waking up this morning (actually, technically it’s the afternoon now) with a wicked hangover after a major mess last night. Waking up alone, with my girlfriend nowhere to be found… I mean, normally I would be stressed out or panicking about the prospect of another failed relationship, but quite frankly my head is spinning too much to even go there. I guess the best thing for me to do in order to make sense of this whole situation is to write it down, so here goes…
My girlfriend Kayla and I have been dating for a little over a year now, living together for just under 3 months. She’s young, 22 years old, working part time at a videostore while taking an art class or two at the local college. I’m 29 and I work for a major investment firm. I guess anybody with have a brain can figure out the score here… while I’m not rich per se, I’m definately not worried about where the rent money’s going to come from and I can afford to go out to dinner, clubs, travel, and all that good stuff. Kayla knows a good situation when she sees one, and it’s an arrangement I can live with.
I guess the main reason I got involved with Kayla was the obvious. She really is a piece of ass. She’s about 5′8″ or something and couldn’t be more than 120 pounds. The thing I noticed about her first was the way she looks in a pair of jeans… she has these long legs that make me more jealous than anything nowadays because guys are always turning their heads when she walks by. She has a great tight ass and, while her tits are probably a B cup, they are perfect for her body type and have the perfect sized nipples. She has long brown hair and a really cute face, with a great set of lips and nice blue eyes, if you’re the type who gives a damn aboutt hat sort of thing.
Anyway, our relationship started out really hot and wild and it stayed that way for months. We’d see each other 2 or 3 times a week and we’d tear each other apart. Usually she would end up panting and covered in sweat (or my cum) and moaning even 20 minutes after we fucked each other to pieces. I can honestly say that she was and still is the best fuck of my life. She is in such amazing shape that she can ride me cowgirl style pretty much for 45 minutes straight, changing tempo and keeping my cock in a constant state of near-orgasm. Simply put, she is an unbelieveable lay, once in a lifetime kind of thing. She would always tell me that I could fuck her like no other, and I believe it… she would cum several times each time we do it, even when we’d do a quickie in the car or other places where it’s usually wham-bam-thank you ma’am. I mean, I’m a good looking guy with a pretty big cock and I love eating pussy and making her cum, so I guess she has nothing to complain about. All in all, I don’t think either one of us could have asked for any better.
Fucking my Sister in law right next to my Wife
Written on 17 October 2007 by Da ManMy Sister-in-law often stays over at our house, one night things got very intense.
My wife called me up at work asking if it was alright to invite her sis around. I of course agreed as I loved her being around and we always have a laugh.
I got home just after half 6 in the evening to find the girls in the kitchen making dinner. After a few hours of chatting and watching TV, we all felt tired and went into the bedroom to relax and talk more on the bed. Time passed and we all becoming very sleepy, our conversations slowly stopping and then quite. The girls fell asleep shortly and I just lay there, looking at the two hot women on my bed. My wife was at the top end of the bed laying across the pillows, my sis in law in the middle and I was at the bottom, I waited a while until I heard deep breathing from their sleep, after I heard that I moved my foot brushing against my sis in laws, desperate to feel her skin. The touch and thought of being able to do things to her whilst both were asleep got me very hard and I sunk my hand in my trousers and began to stroke myself.
Our window was open and it began to rain, the sound was very relaxing and helped mask any sounds of pleasuring myself I may have made. With the rain beating down hard, I felt daring and decided to move closer to her, her back was facing me and part of her thong was sticking out above her ass. I positioned myself right up against her ass and stopped in case my movement may have disturbed her. Nothing…with my cock fully out of my trousers I edged my cock to her ass, the tip of my cock brushed against her cloths and I twitched hard with the excitement. Once again, I stopped just in case she awoke and still nothing. My daringness was getting braver by the second, I moved my cock a bit firmer into her ass to then fill my cock between her slit. By this time, I was so flustered and excited I began pre-cumming.
The rain got louder and a storm roared out making me jump for a moment, she stirred and I moved back, my cock still fully out. She shivered and I put my hand on her arm, she sighed and sheepishly said, Cold I moved my top half up to her back and held her from behind, resting my arm on hers. An mmm sound came from her and with that, her hand held mine and pulled it around her waist. My heart was beating fast, my cock was only a couple of inches away from her ass, if she moved back, she would know for sure that I had a hard on. I was starting to stir a bit being nervous and then she did the one thing I was fearing and moved her ass back into me…I froze, my grip around her waist became ridged. She moved her rear a bit I presume not knowing what she was feeling at first, then stopped…my heart pumping like mad now, then she again began moving her ass slowly on my cock. I couldn’t tell if she was asleep, half awake and enjoying the closeness or awake and giving her brother-in-law the cock tease of his life.
Either way, I wasn’t going to let this stop me taking advantage of the situation, with her grinding movements on my cock still happening, I slid my hand down her side onto the waist, then I pushed myself firmly into her, her ass pushed back onto my thrust and I knew then that she was partially awake. I started to grind my cock into her from behind looking up to see if my wife was asleep, which she very much was.
Moving into her back, I kissed her shoulder continuing my grinding; our movements were now blatantly sexual and not mistaken for just cuddling. Her arm moved and her hand rested on mine, our fingers wrapped around each others, she then moved our hands to her PJ’s and then began moving them down her ass. I couldn’t believe what was happening…her PJ’s moved down her ass revealing her hot ass in that sexy thong, her knees moved up and she then took her PJ’s off!
I was totally freaking out and horney as hell, my wife, her sister was only inches away from us, her sister was on our bed, with no trousers on and my cock was rubbing against her ass. She then moved her ass straight back against my raging hard on and lifted her leg, moving her thong to the side like an invitation to fuck her.
A True Story
Written on 17 October 2007 by Da ManI can’t she replies I have major exam tomorrow and I have to finish study. What about tomorrow night we catch a movie?
Sounds like fun, good luck in your exam tomorrow and I love you bye and with that he hung up. He grabs his wallet and his keys and heads out to meet everyone else at the ice-cream shop. I guess I will have to put my plan into action another time he mutters to himself.
Tyric walks into the ice-cream shop and Cathy jumps off her seat and rushes to meet him. She jumps on him and plants a wet one on his lips while the others look on. He can feel her breast pushing up against his chest and it felt good. Tyric was a breast man. He just loves sucking them. He pinches her nipples and she giggles breaking the kiss. They hold hands and walk back to the table. He catches a glimpse of her ass as they walk. He thinks to himself that her body was okay looking. She had huge breasts but no ass to save to her life. Laura on the other hand was supporting a J Lo ass and nice breast and he couldn’t wait to get piece of that.
A couple of minutes later they on there way, 2 carloads of horny teenagers. Tyric allowed Henry to drive his car; he wanted to sit in the back amongst the other 4 people so that Cathy would sit on his lap. Cathy’s skirt was very short so when she sat down the bottom of her ass was nearly showing. Tyric noticed that she was wearing any underwear and his cock started to get hard below her. The music in the car was loud and the talking and laughing were even louder. Tyric could feel Cathy pressing down on his cock and it felt good. He moved his hands to her bottom and under her skirt. He rubbed her ass and the moved his fingers to the lips of her pussy.
Cathy started to moan but the noise in the car drowned her out. Tyric gently massaged her clit and then gently slid two fingers into her vagina. Tyric moved his fingers in and out of her all the while increasing his speed. Cathy could feel an orgasm coming on. She began to move up and down on his fingers increasing her orgasm all the while looking as though she was dancing to the music. A few moments later she shuddered on his hand while her juices ran freely on his fingers, the scent being carried away by the breeze rushing in through the open window.
Tyric felt the juices running down his fingers and felt very close to an orgasm. He slipped his penis out through the zipper in his pants and slipped it up Cathy’s ass. When felt the penis entering her she gave a little squeal of delight. They started to bump and grind to the music with him in her. Tyric could feel the pressure building up in his balls.
He slipped his hands to the front of her shirt and under it. He felt glorious because she wasn’t wearing any bra either. He could feel her nipples stiffen as he pinches them. he massages her breast and pulls her nipples. Quietly he cums inside her ass as she rocks to and fro on his penis. He sighs feeling very happy. His hands slip from inside her shirt and under her skirt to play with her clit.
They remain that way until they arrive at their destination. Tyric never fucks Cathy in her vagina. He thinks the stories he heard about her are true because her vagina muscles are loose. He thinks the next time he fingers her he is going to try three fingers.
Guilty Pleasure
Written on 17 October 2007 by Da Man“Are you nervous?”
“A little.”
“Do you trust me?”
Kelly nodded, her hazel eyes looking into his, timid and scared, but willing.
“Are you sure he won’t find out?” she asked, anxiously, her heart beating faster than ever, a huge knot in her stomach.
It was his turn to nod, and smile at the stunning girl sitting beside him. Kelly was beautiful, tall and skinny. A true knockout. “I’m sure.” he gazed into her hazel eyes. He had wanted this for so long. He was ready, and tried to keep his patience with her.
She leaned in to kiss him, feeling his tounge caress hers. They kissed passionatly for a few minutes, then abrubtly she pulled back and turned.
“I’m sorry, Tony” she managed to gasp, through tears, “I can’t do this.”
“It’s okay” he said, as he moved toward her and tenderly rubbed her back with one hand and took hers in the other. As she cried he eyed her large breasts. How baddly he wanted to touch them, to squeeze them and feel her soft flesh in his hands, to lick and suck on her pink nipples. He could feel himself growing hard and hoped that she wouldn’t notice.
How I was forced to cheat my husband!
Written on 17 October 2007 by Da ManI am Amisa from a very rich Business family.My husband was out for a month for business purposes.I was alone in my palatial house only with my driver,Rajesh at our garage.One day,my driver came and told me openly that madam the thing that I will say you now,by that you may throw me away from my job,but still only for your sake I will have to tell this to you.I asked what? He told me openly that madam you are too sexy and whenever I see you I have an erection.I can give you the tremendous pleasure of sex that you cannot even imagine.
I also have a friend to whom women die to have sex. He is a Truck driver. Just think your husband is not here and you remain unconscious of what is the real meaning of sex.I and my friend can give you the limitless pleasure that you can ever imagine.I will come today in evening with my friend,if you think you can just kick me out,and I will never ever come and join your job again.Its your option,either you can have the unimagined pleasure or you can still stay like this till your husband returns and ever in life stay unknown from the fact that what was real sex.By saying this he went away.I stood their still and shocked.
In the evening the door bell rang.I found my driver with his huge build up friend.Rajesh asked what’s your decision?I closed my eyes took a deep breathe told come in.His friend was almost 6-2 in height and have 42 inches chest,very ugly,a fat man,black dirty skin with big pimples and wore a dirty shirt and a cockgi, will be of 42 years age and have lust in his eyes.I made all the arrangements for them and was preparing dinner. They came in and sat in drawing room at that time I was in blue sari and a matching sleeveless blouse. He had brought a adult picture and we all were enjoying that movie.But we dint talk and I was too much nervous as I was totally confused. On 9 o’clock Rajesh told me to arrange dinner before that they had taken scotch.
Rajesh introduced him that, this is Mr. Rahaman and this is my madam Amisa. We said hello each other, then Rahaman said you are very much lucky Rajesh; you got such a beautiful madam.I became shy in but we all smiled on his comment. I was in utter confusion too, as by hearing the name Rahaman,’ I realized that he was a Muslim..and I was a Hindu. Yet I was getting easy with the situation too. Mr. Rahaman said you are really a beautiful lady and have a marvelous figure I just smiled but I felt his thirst eyes on my body, he was watching my mountains and depths. I felt a lot shy. I was in such a position infront of my own driver. I was wondering what was the next. After completing the dinner we went to guest room and I went to bedroom.
My driver said madam,do you want us together or one by one? I was nervous and kept silent and put my eyes down in shame.Rajesh laughed and told Rahaman you enjoy first and then I will.
Rahaman came up close to me with Rajesh.Rajesh told him Rahaman now Amisa is only for your enjoy and he went to the guest. Now Rahaman closed the door and came near to me and said actually I was praying to god, how can I get you and god gave me a chance. Then he said you are really a beautiful lady and he took me in his arms I was silently presenting my self to him he lifted me like a doll and threw me on the bed I got little fear but what could I do? After that Rahaman dropped all his clothes except his underwear.
Then he came to me and opened my hairs, then he put his lips on my lips and started kissing passionately his kisses were very hard and rough during all that time he was slipping his palm on my butt and squeezing them passionately, he did my whole face wet by his. Then he pull my sari. And his hands were moving on my whole body and I really say, in starting I was feeling hate but now I was also feeling wet and was eager to lie under him. At that time I was in petticoat and blouse and perhaps 1/2 hour had spent oh god this time was too much for my husband and in this time we did complete sex so many times. But Rahaman just undid my sari now I was fully aroused and started slowly moaning but he was quite.
He lied beside me and asked to arouse him now it was my chance although I was feeling shame in starting but now I had gotten fully aroused. And I started to move my hands on Rahaman’s body up and down he closed his eyes I started kissing him. His chest was hairy and color was very fair, his thighs were very tight moreover he was a complete man. I kissed his nipples and naval now he started moaning ohhhh….aaahhaaahhhhh yeeesssssss youuu blooooooooody biiiitchhh. Now I wanted to see his big cock, which was trying to come out of his underwear. I fixed my fingers in the strip of his underwear and he lifted his hips and helped me to do him necked.
Sweet Escapes
Written on 17 October 2007 by Da ManSWEET ESCAPES
“So, what did you need to pick up?”
“Oh, Just a little something to accent this evening,” adding, “You’re still okay with this right?”
“Yeah” he replied in a half sure tone. “How about you“
“Uh-huh, with the timing and choice, it works out great,” she said confidently.
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“ Whoa!. Now THAT’S a real masterpiece! Sam, you have a real talent for designing something then building it better than anyone else” remarked Curt, a Marine Colonel. The accolades were for the open hearth fireplace designed by Sam and constructed from century old reclaimed brick and cemented with weeping style black mortar.
This was the eve of Curt’s completing his tour as Commanding Officer at the Regional Reserve Readiness Center. Implementing programs and surpassing goals while at the facility opened the door for him to one day wear stars on his collar. Though highly motivated, a dynamic personality offset the traditional “HooRah” associated with the Corps. Out of uniform, you figured for white collar management.
Sipping his beer, he carefully eyed Sam’s skilled craftsmanship in restoring other areas the old house. Selling could easily bring six or seven times the original price. But it would probably take every dollar plus to replace it and not have near the quality. Instead, Sam decided it was time to enjoy his fruits from years of hard labor restoring and remodeling. Why walk away and let someone else enjoy it?
Sam 42, and Nancy 38, were married 20 years and lived a comfortable lifestyle despite paying for their daughter’s college education. Two incomes servicing little debt permitted them extras that their peers with larger families couldn’t afford. Yet by no means were they extravagant.
Nancy, a registered E.R and life flight trauma nurse was well liked by her coworkers and patients. A thoughtful caregiver, she willingly volunteered her services teaching care giving skills at the community center. Sam owned a repair shop and taught his skills to young people hoping that busy hands and minds would keep them out of trouble. They met Curt assisting with the Toys for Tots program and organizing youth group field trips to the reserve center as part of the Corps outreach program.
By all accounts, they enjoyed life together as model parents, neighbors, and valued community members who loved working together. The same held true for their private relationship. However, their dark secret if revealed would ruin their reputation forever. Despite their personal devotion and compatibility, Nancy’s sexual needs sometimes exceeded Sam’s capabilities. Not that she had an constant insatiable appetite with frequent binges, but one that occasionally necessitated an intense something extra.
Nancy maintained strict rules; no coworkers, colleagues, local residents or people with community ties and certainly no long term commitments. Discreet meant no strings attached, phone calls, e-mails or thinking of you cards. Her marriage was fine, but at times needed tweaking or what Sam referred to as “recalibrated.”
When the need arose, she’d pack a bag for Florida’s fun in the sun. The seminars, conventions, night life and whatnot presented great opportunities for a satisfying tryst.
Sam understood her fantasy needs as a release from the stressful job in a trauma E.R. and the brutal cases. Emotional highs from beating the odds to pull someone through were dashed when valiant efforts failed on another. Young innocent victims made things even tougher. She was grateful having him there for her, the ideal listener knowing when to keep silent while holding her and just what to say when he did speak. He was her E.R., but at times a higher level of care was needed. Sam also understood the concept of sometimes having to get away in order to come back. Never prying into her affairs for details, her trips were private . She’d return refreshed and happy to be back with her true partner. This was just one of the things making Sam really special.
Curt valued both their friendships. Without them his assignment he would have been boring. Their camaraderie came without constant shop talk and permitted his freedom of expression without repercussion. Besides, there was Nancy. He highly regarded her professionalism and strong feelings as a woman. She was well spoken, but told it like it was, serious but had a sense of humor, busy but always had time to listen and somehow had the right answer. He carefully harbored his deep feelings while secretly nurturing their growth despite complications they presented. Having an affair with a married woman could end his career, but human nature found her hard to resist. By chance, the best of both worlds would came together.
Nancy was nearing one of her a dire needs at the time his transfer came through. She had a strong inkling of his feelings towards her but not sure as to their extent. Being cognizant of hers and fairly sure of his, her suggestion was not subtle about being very receptive to an overture on his part. Curt was very candid about his and put forth a very delicious proposal. Thus, tonight was going to be the climax of their feelings.
Change of Command duties filled Curt’s remaining days making tonight the last he was able to visit. The growing void created by the loss of his best friends were reminiscent of that first time he left home. Sam’s gift of an expensive digital camera came with the condition of Curt’s promise to e-mail pictures from all the places his career would take him. It was a tough parting for both men.
The moment was interrupted by the sound of Nancy’s high heels on the bare hardwood floor as she walked through the hallway into the adjacent den. As if on cue, Sam motioned to Curt, “C’mon, Nancy has something she wants to give to you. You might say it comes with both our trust and love.”
The recessed lighting provided atmosphere but the low instrumental renditions of classic love songs set the mood. Introduce the appearance of a strikingly seductive Nancy and the scene was complete. The short black print skirt was flimsy enough to evidence that panties weren’t part of the one piece nylons and garter belt ensemble bought earlier. Nor was she wearing a bra beneath the mock turtle neck top. The fall worn to lengthen her hair suggested another side that select few were privy to ever see. Black sling back heels finished the statement of a woman visually communicating her intentions.
Her appearance hit both men with a passionate rush of burning desires. While Sam’s was tempered with love, Curt’s was driven by lust. In his heart, Sam wanted to be part of a ménage a trios but knew he’d be in the way. Tonight was all about them, feelings that needed expressed in creating their own private time for a personal memory.
Posing seductively, resting a knee on the armrest of the couch, she deliberately lifted her skirt with a sultry look exposing a taut thigh, curvaceous hip and buttock. Coyly moistening her lips, she spoke in a soft flirtatious tone, “Now that he gave you his present I’ll give you mine….which you can imagine is a little more intimate. Believe me, this isn‘t a mere whim that I’ll regret later, so, for the next few hours and the times we look back on them, let us just smile, lift our glass and say Carpe Diem.”
Giving Sam a light kiss, she then whispered in his ear that she loved him. The wiggle of her fingers in a good bye gesture was the cue for his exit. Sam may have physically departed the room, but the obscure remote security cameras would keep him very much in touch.
Responding her gesture to him, Curt sat on the couch with her standing before him holding his hand.
In a soft sultry voice, Nancy made her request. “Now that we’re alone and the evening ours, I want you to MMMMM feel me, fuck me, OH YEEESSS, and explore all of me. In return, I’ll fuck you and satisfy every craving you have and any other we happen to create along the way.”
Nancy carefully undressed her man with devilish anticipation. Despite having imagined what she would discover, utter surprise greeted her at what hospital colleagues would term as a *must see*. Joyfully she exclaimed, “Oh yeah!” Even relaxed, his cock showed firm muscle tone.
Fondling and caressing the very healthy joy stick with skill and finesse, she began to stroke it. Her warm wet lips engaged the mauve mushroomed crown with passionate kisses and tongue flicks. With her understanding of anatomy, she knew just how to journey down the shaft to his scrotum. Slipping an ample portion of his 9 inches in her mouth, the nimble work of her fingers, lips and tongue made him even harder. Her casual pace ensured mutual satisfaction was derived while his discipline kept him from letting it go. That he’d save for later.
Straddling him, Nancy was anxiously awaiting the moment he’s split her hairs before burying that bad boy in her. Curt drew out that wait by teasingly circling the head of his cock against the tender flesh of her labia already wet and crackling. With tantalizing short probes and slow withdrawals, she was the one to quiver in anticipation with each invitation to open wider. She engaged him in long French kisses as her hands lovingly caressed his face. Dallying while hovering on the tip of his cock, she knew what it felt like to be the target in the crosshairs. Seductively lowering herself on his shaft while edging him on with wanton overtures, her sentence of “Wait until you see what intensive care this nurse is going to…” suddenly was cut off and finished with a loud gasp when she felt the surge of his penetration.
Neither imagination or previous experience matched anything that long and hard amply filling her would feel so marvelously comfortable. Instantly, the her lively feeling within accelerated to another ecstatic level. Involuntary motion seemed to drive Nancy’s weakening legs to pump herself up and down as his girth grew along each trip. Like magic, she felt her body fill out…her breasts felt a steady inflation making her nipples protrude. She felt a light buzz….. then a warm glow from the halo that seemed to envelop her.
With her sitting in his lap well engaged, Curt couldn’t get enough of feeling her body while nibbling her breasts. A well trained tongue traced the areolas before his lips plucked her nipples. Eventually he discovered one of her sweet spots on the underside of her breast. Both voiced pleasure to the sensations and feel of one another while jointly maneuvering his full measure. Effortlessly he held a smooth and steady rhythm to his penetration delivering an enduring sensation inside her.
Vigorously giving herself a workout, Nancy wanted more of him inside her. Raising herself to the tip, inhaling a long “UHHHHH,” there was a pause before exhaling the long OOOOOOOHHH on the trip down. Up and down, up and down she continued. The wider she opened, the deeper he progressed towards unlocking the gate to her hall of orgasms. Nancy popped a few small bursts but he was knocking on the door of the big one. When he began thrusting a little harder she felt herself tighten. “OH GOD!… HERE I COME, Curt! CURT,” she cried out urgently. Then finally “I’M COMING! I– AM–C-O-M-I-N-G!” she gleefully sang. How many more trips up and down the joy pole could she make??? Tighter her pussy’s muscles contracted shortening her glide. Throwing her head back and freezing at the tip, she fought it back but there was no way. With a shocking loud surrendering wail, Nancy dropped the BIG “O” on her way down.
Somewhere along the way she relinquished her position winding up on her back with him on top. Legs spread up and out, toes curled hanging ten, oh, did she feel the pleasure of him filling her now!! She was content to surrender control so he could drive it the distance with his smooth delivery leaving her to lilt between a post orgasm and the rapid build of another. Every pour wanted to suck him inside her. “ FUCK ME,” she demanded, “ don’t dare come out of me now, I want to feel you in me…deep. Baby, let me really have it.”
As the silken sexy hosiery clad legs wrapped around him drawing him in tighter, a breathless Curt forewarned her, “Oh yeah girl, and then some.”
In the throes of her sensual leg lock, Curt short stroked deep in and out of her like a juggernaut up against the dynamo. Slowly the roles reversed with him at the mercy of her wiles of manipulating him with hip motions draining his energy into her. Savoring the feel of those silken legs and wanting to extend his boundaries, Curt reduced his pace to slower, longer projections. The day being seized, he fully intended to savor its hours.
Now, Nancy was drifting into the OHHHH Zone. “Man you are something! You have me tingling inside, Oh God, what do you have that thing hooked up too! I LOVE IT!” Again she petitioned, “Please…when are you going to let me feel you come? I want you to come inside me. Please! Really deep”
Harder she humped responding to the feel of the heat he was bringing. Her anatomical knowledge provided her with just how deep he occupied her vagina in her and the length it stretched to accommodate his presence. This mans’ length and girth were giving her vagina real exercise, elongating and penetrating deeper than any others before. God, could he use his cock like a probe to deliberately explore while sensationalizing every stroke. Steadily his cock tensed and pulsed, an indication that he was soon about to cum. Running her legs back and forth along his flanks shifted him to a higher gear. Widening her legs and rapidly thrusting her hips got him to finally pop his load. It was popped his seal sending a deluge of love pearls to melt inside her.
A celebratory Nancy euphorically screamed with pleasure receiving his large load delivered with intensity. No sooner than being peppered with his initial bursts, the second came cascading right behind. “Fabulous” she exclaimed, “absolutely fab-U-lous!” spreading her legs wider while gleefully kicking. To her surprise, he wasn‘t diminished by that much and continued to hump away. By contrast, she was only capable of intermittent thrusts hoping to coax another orgasm from him for a loud mutual climax. And there were several. Near breathless, Nancy voiced her pleasure, “When we girls dish the dirt, you’re what we dream of. That was a benchmark five star fuck, the best anyone has ever given me.”
In an adjacent room, Sam watched on a security monitor. His initial exhilaration gradually waned being replaced by the shocking sight and sound of their fury. He was clearly appalled at the sight his wife mesmerized by him. He certainly possessed an uncommon virility, no doubt from his profession. On the other hand, she didn’t appear to be just another hot and horny housewife. She demonstrated the skill and appetite equal to those appearing in an adult film.
The striking image of Curt tenderly cradling her while enveloped by the bonds of hot legs sexily attired in sensual hosiery created the illusion of them being forged together. My how she responded to his touch along her thighs or his fondling and squeezing the cheeks of her tight derriere. Curt’s groans, her petitions and moans added to the mood setting music. The sight of the eurhythmic meshing of their bodies building to a crescendo of flesh slapping flesh as he rode her to a quickened pace was mystifying. The friction of hosiery rubbing hot against Curt’s body, was the prelude to the slow breakdown of the cologne and perfume blending eventually yielding to the telltale scent of a woman’s intimate pleasure. What began as a lusty indulgence escalated to Nancy’s intimately making love to him with his very passionate return.
Sam never dwelled on mental images of her sexual other encounters though what he witnessed became clearly imbedded. Astonished at the length and girth of Curt’s cock, the sight of 9+ inches tightly inserted in her pussy and the bulging “O RING” formed to accommodate it staggered his senses. With unhurried and leisurely rhythm , Curt inserted himself deep, pausing to tease her with sensitizing probes. Purring in delight, Nancy, legs open and suspended, remained motionless capturing the full ecstasy from the pleasurable feel of having her cunt’s less visited velvet lined recesses stimulated. Curiosity and awe overrode his sense of voyeurism having never seen or imagined Nancy being so into it. She embraced the carnal delight of being intensely and masterfully fucked by an endowed lover who connected with her physically and emotionally. His ability to tap her “O” button seemingly at will increased her pleasure while each release of his cum in her intensified her glisten and gleam. It was hard to take issue with her delight and satisfaction.
It was also difficult putting what he saw into perspective. Extra curricular activities while vacationing were a foregone conclusion but never discussed. However, tonight, before his eyes, he witnessed something beyond conception. Was that really his wife he saw? Could it be the same woman? It was inconceivable her passionate participation and delight with another man taking her time sucking his cock and tantalizingly please him the loads that filled her mouth. Smiling, she‘s lick the cum from her lips. As not to miss a drop, any residual spewed elsewhere was wiped clean with a finger then naughtily licked clean with a wanton willingness for more. Without compunction she intimately fucked him multiple times, eagerly accepting every wad of semen delivered and never balked at satisfying his sexual appetite.
Clearly, as lovers, they were well matched. Sam knew when she made love to him how he felt, but he never recalled THAT woman in bed with him. She certainly didn’t hold back any. Suddenly, Sam wondered how he really made her feel, good as usual was now inadequate. There wasn’t any doubt to how Curt made her feel, she reached the stratosphere. Yes, he felt joy and happiness for her being able to fully exercise her nature and quench desires. Her contentment was paramount as his wish to never see her unrequited went across the board. But now he had some concerns. Did she find the point of no return? Was his own adequacy further diminished? Watching Curt fuck her made him appreciate Liz Taylor’s last husband on their honeymoon; it wasn’t about knowing what to do, it was a matter of how to make it interesting. Levity aside, Sam wondered how he would really feel about her now.
Just as he was ready to stop viewing he was either treated or cursed to catch one more glimpse. Curt had Nancy firmly pinned and receiving a fuck that had her moaning with pleasure like Sam hadn’t heard before. With Curt raising himself ever so slightly off her and delivered a load that simply drove her wild with excitement.
Driven wild with his hot burst she sharply screamed, “Oh YES, babe, deliver it all! C’mon babe bring it on, bring it home, I want it. It feels so wonderful, thank you, thank you, thank you!”
Sinking his bone in to bury his last wad, she cried with relief, “Jesus! How long have you been storing that stuff up?” Then laughingly added, “That last one felt like brigade marched in. I just hope my birth control is up to working the overtime.”
Sam thought it best to dim the monitor and turn down the sound. Right now, he was feeling overwhelmed and worried. He like it better when he knew nothing.
The afterglow was kept simmering by their brushing bodies while short wet kisses growing more assertive rebuilt their appetites. “You have more from where that came from?” came her query.
