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Pam and her Thesis Advisor - Part 5

Avatar Username: joverde
Date: 06-Jun-2017 14:03:53
Mood: horny


“Even though I broke it off three months ago, he is still calling me. He has those porn tapes of me and is threatening to show you if I don’t continue to see him.”


“Have you seen him?”


“No! But he is insisting that I see him for old-time’s sake on Thursday, two days before our wedding. He says he will give me the tapes then. I have agreed to go to his place but I’m afraid of what will happen. I don’t think he will really give me the tapes. I don’t know what to do.”


She stopped talking and I thought for a few minutes. I broke what must have been a ten minute silence. “What else is on those tapes? Is there anything else on them that you need to tell me about?”


She thought about it and answered, “There is some really raunchy stuff that I did with him over the time we were together and I am not sure what he taped. I have told you a lot of it and I am ashamed of it all, but I can’t say that I didn’t do it. I am sorry to have hurt you.”


The moment of decision was at hand. I had to decide if I wanted to go through with the wedding to a woman I was intensely in love with or to call it off and go on looking for a soul mate. She had told me several times before that she had wished she had saved herself. I was hurt by the details of sexual activity she had revealed, but I had to admit to myself that I had my sexual peccadilloes too. I decided that I would marry her for love and accept her past as past and hope that our mutual love would prevail. That decision being made. We were left with the problem of Jack and the tapes. I had an idea on how to solve that.


Thursday would be a day to remember. I asked Pam, “Can I go with you to Jack’s when you go on Thursday?”


She posed a couple of questions, “Would you lose your temper and make a scene?”


“I don’t think so. I have a plan but I can’t tell you what it is. You will have to trust me but in effect I will make him an offer he can’t refuse.” I responded.


She said, “I would like it if we went together.”


Thursday came and I picked up Pam from her office and we started to Jack’s house. I asked her, “Did Jack call today?”


She responded, “Yes he did he wanted to know if we were still on for tonight and if I wanted to go to dinner at our favorite restaurant. I told him that I wasn’t free for dinner and that I was just coming to pick up the tapes.”


“How did he take that?”


“He seemed disappointed. By the way what’s in the manila envelope in the backseat?” She asked.


“You’ll see in a few minutes when we get to Jack’s. It’s the offer he can’t refuse.” I responded.


When we arrived at Jack’s, Pam and I walked up to the door and rang the bell. When he opened the door Jack’s jaw dropped and he stammered, “Hello, Pam! I thought you would be coming alone.”


I greeted Jack, “Hi! I’m Joe Pam’s fiancé and I understand you have something for me to look at.”


Jack was utterly flustered. He was unprepared for my words and said, “Please come in!” and regaining his composure continued, “Ur ur ur .. can I get you both a drink? Come up to the living room!”


“Pam says you have quite a recreation room. Why don’t we have our drinks in there?” I answered.


Jack was flustered again but agreed and we went down to the scene of the crime so to speak. After about ten minutes of chit-chat, I said, ”We all know why we’re here, Jack. Do you have the tapes ready for Pam? Before you give them to her I want to verify that they are not blank tapes.”


Jack said, “I have to get them.” and went to a drawer in the dungeon table and handed me six VHS tapes.


I asked him to put the tapes in the VCR and turn on the monitor. When the first tape began Pam grabbed my hand and squeezed it. Her eyes filled with tears and she began to whimper.


The tape began with Pam and Jack seated on a sofa having a drink and talking. Pam seemed to be very tipsy and was being a little flirtatious and slurring her words. She said something to the effect that she needed to get back to her empty house and they got up from the sofa. Pam took a couple of steps and started to stumble. Jack caught her by the arm and steadied her. She giggled, “‘I feel so naughty coming to your place. You are my advisor. What would people think if they found out we were here alone together?”


 Jack put his hands on her waist and gave her reassuring light kiss on the lips and replied, “You are going through a difficult situation. I am only trying to help you.”


Pam put her arms around him and pulled him closer. Her head pressed into his chest and she began to cry.


I watched the screen as Jack pulled her in even closer and started to soothe her by running his hands over her shoulders and back and lightly caressing her neck. She looked up and he bent down and they kissed very passionately for a few minutes. When their lips separated his head went down to nuzzle her neck and ears. They had lost control of their bodies. The camera angle was bad so I could not see exactly what they were doing but her blouse was soon on the floor and his head had moved down to suck on her bra covered left nipple. Pam moaned as his tongue wet the bra fabric. She shuddered. I think that she actually had an orgasm. While she was cumming he seemed to move around to give the hidden camera a better angle of Pam’s loosening his belt, undoing his pants, and sliding her hand down his boxers. From the new camera angle, I could see clearly when she pulled his dick out, rubbing over the head of his dick and up and down his shaft.  After a couple of minutes after I watched him stiffen, moan and spurt his cum on her hands and blouse.


 I watched as the scene which Pam had described a few months before played out on the screen. I knew what was coming next. Jack took Pam’s hand and licked all his cum off her fingers and immediately bent down and kissed her, depositing his cum in her mouth. The look on her face was a cross between disgust and lust. She looked confused and froze for a moment not knowing what he wanted her to do with the cum in her mouth. “Do you like the taste of cum? Bet it isn’t the first load to hit your tongue.” he asked in a nasty tone.


She seemed ashamed when he said that, and her shoulders slumped and her head bowed down. That posture exaggerated the difference in their height. Jack’s 6 foot 3 inches dwarfed her 5 foot 4 inch and he used this to his advantage.  He looked down at her bowed head and placed the tips of his fingers under her chin to slowly raise her head until she was looking up into his eyes and commanded, “Open your mouth! I want to see!”


As Pam complied and opened her mouth, Jack gently turned her face toward the hidden camera and it was clear that she still had the “snowball” in her mouth.  It was a curious mixture of foamy saliva and gooey milky white semen; as though one of them had thoroughly swished it around in his or her mouth savoring it much like one would taste a fine wine. Anyone watching that tape would be sure that it wasn’t Pam that savored it.


Jack was not pleased when he saw that it was still in her mouth. “There is no place to spit it out so you better swallow it!’ he ordered almost angrily.


Pam grimaced as she complied with his command and swallowed hard coughing a little as the thick goo went down. There were tears in her eyes and Jack looked down and gently apologized. “Pam I am so sorry. I just got carried away with myself. I have always been the dominant in my relationships but I don’t think you were ready for that, were you?”


Pam shook her head now and bowed it again. It was unintentional, I think, but it seemed to me that she was tacitly assuming a submissive posture toward him. Again Jack placed his fingertips under her chin and tilted her face up and gave her a very loving kiss. “Please let me make it up to you!” he said.


 Pam responded passionately and as they kissed, I could see her left hand go down between them into his boxers and I watched as her fingers pulled out and encircled Jack’s flaccid cock. His fingers were busy unfastening her back-hook bra and sliding the straps off her shoulders. They then his right hand gently grazed her left nipple, the one visible to the camera. I could see it harden immediately and she let out a soft moan. He took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it. Pam yelped, “Ouch! That hurts! Please don’t pinch my nipples like that!”


I instantly recognized that Jack had crossed one of Pam’s cardinal rules: Don’t directly touch my nipples or clit! I expected that the mood was broken and that the scene would end.


 I was mistaken.


 Jack immediately pulled his hand away from her nipple and apologized, “I am sorry. I thought you like your nipples played with.”


My eyes were riveted to the TV and I was hardy aware of Pam sitting next to me on the right, until she grabbed my hand that was moving toward my (by now) raging hard-on. She whispered to me, “Don’t touch yourself! The bastard is taping us right now.”


I took my eyes off the TV and scanned the partially darkened room and sure enough, I saw at least two red LED lights blinking, one in the far left corner of the dungeon and one near the ceiling directly above the TV. I thought to myself, “I had better cool down or my plan will never work and he will end up blackmailing both of us.”


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Set back

Avatar Username: kristi
Date: 06-Jun-2017 01:36:51
Mood: drunk
Music: I wanna have some fun

been off for a while

got involved in drugs and been to rehab several times

lost my business my beach house mercedes all gone.

hope this time recovery works

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Stumbling Up The Next Step

Avatar Username: pokerman
Date: 01-Jun-2017 23:17:18
Mood: in love
Music: Joni

I feel totally deflated after our last sexual,adventure. Kit and I went looking for a repeat of our last experience.......at least I was, and Kit was hoping for something more inclusive. _ I have read a lot of blogs and stories on this site, some I believe, some I don't. Some leave me feeling hornier than I ever thought possible, while others leave me cold. Such is life, and our own real life version of these experiences seems to have the same effect on me. Going back to the same pub, on the same night, I expected, and desperately wanted, to see Danny standing at the bar with a massive hard-on, just for me. _ No such luck! Instead, I had to listen to a sordid tale of debauchery, starring yours truly! _ At this point, I wondered if I was cut out for this lifestyle. A lifetime of being the timid demure housewife, shocked at anything outside of my husbands idea of the sexual norm, has left scars that open occasionally and this was one of those times. I felt ashamed. Thankfully, the stories changed, the pub gradually emptied and we were left talking to Tom and Lesley. Despite my inward embarrasment at Tom unknowingly describing my clitoris and insatiable pussy to the entire pub, I quite liked him. Tom seemed taken with me, and Kit and Lesley were also getting close, so we accepted Lesley's invite to stay for the night. By the time we arrived, I desperately hoped that Tom would leave, so that we could all sleep it off, but too much wine had been taken and I found myself getting turned on by Tom and his muscular frame. I couldn't take my eyes off him and began to wonder if his cock was as big as his biceps. I naturally had a quick feel of both and was mildly impressed! Things then took a turn for the worse when Tom got angry at Kit for feeling up Lesley. Hating violence, I wanted to leave, but Lesley calmed things down, told Tom off and lightened the mood. _ Kit and Tom decided beer was the antidote to violence, which left Lesley consoling me. She was so comforting, understanding and feminine, that I fell into her arms and we kissed. _ This was not my first girl on girl experience. My best friend at school and I used to wonder what it would be like to kiss a boy, so we practised our technique on each other. One thing led to another and we ended up fingering ourselves. Pretending our fingers were boys cocks, we would take the male role in turn, and 'fuck' the other. I was so ashamed by this, that I never had an orgasm, but my less inhibited friend made my fingers wet on every occasion, coming frantically, despite the imposed silence due to her parents being the other side of a thin wall! _ So when Lesley started kissing down my body, it seemed natural, and it felt good. She had a lovely gentle way about her and I felt good as she pulled down my panties, then gently kissed and sucked at my clitoris. Lesley's tongue worked like magic and I soon lost control, thrusting my hips to meet her tongue as I came in a gentle, cascading orgasm. At this point, everything happened in a rush. In my post orgasmic state, I saw a cock in front of me, the same cock that I had gently assessed in the kitchen earlier - Tom's cock. I was fascinated by it, because it was so different from the few that I had experience of. This cock was massively thick, two hands just encircled it, but not particularly long, and with a huge head, angry and red. I don't like giving head, but I just had to taste it, lick it and take it in my mouth. _ At this point, I was aware of Kit mounting Lesley from behind, his face a picture of delight as he fondled her breasts. This made me feel better about the situation and I relaxed into it, taking Tom with both hands and stroking him whilst watching in wonder as his shaft thickened further and started oozing pre-cum. I was wet, so wet that I could feel it dripping down my leg. Taking Tom by the cock, I turned him toward me and moved into a position where he could penetrate me. He seemed reluctant at first, so I held the swollen head of his cock against my soaking pussy lips, gently pushing my hips up, massaging his engorged head against my clit, gently helping him to enter me. Slowly, I pushed him in an inch or so, but it was beginning to get uncomfortable, so I eased off to allow my pussy to relax. At this, Tom's breathing shortened, his head went down and he forced his cock into me. The pain was immense and I stifled a scream as he continued to pump frantically at me, despite my obvious discomfort. _ I wanted gentle, gradual thrusts to slowly enlarge and fill my pussy, as Dan had done. This was neither gentle nor gradual, but thankfully brief, as Tom suddenly grunted and gave one last thrust, his load emptying inside of me. Looking down as he withdrew, I noticed the mix of cum and blood oozing from my ragged, sore pussy. _ We both lay there exhausted, me from the pain, Tom from his exertions, and he soon drifted off to sleep. My attentions were now on Kit and Lesley, who were gently fucking, in what seemed like a dreamlike state, with Lesley riding him, changing pace with Kit's reactions, slowing when he seemed about to come, gradually quickening her pace when his orgasm faded. I felt desperate, and wanted to be in Kit or Lesley's place. They looked so peaceful, and in a state of nirvana as they endlessly, slowly and gently rode each other, their bodies at one, their orgasm never ending. _ I would have fucked either of them, they looked so beautiful. _ A lesson learned -.another cock sampled, but the owners attitude is an important part of the sexual equation. I now need a few weeks off to heal - physically and spiritually. Then I will search again for more big cocks, but only ones attached to gentle minds..........or I might try women for a change. Women like Lesley.

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My slutwife journey!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 31-May-2017 12:22:33
Mood: in love

       Once we had become married,I decided to go back to college and get a 2nd degree. I needed a job that would allow flexibility with my work schedule. So I began considering different options, and thought I might try topless dancing. My husband wasn't overly thrilled about the idea, (before he met me he been part owner of one), but I was determined I still wanted to work and he agreed to help me. He warned me of all the pitfalls about it. First of all he told me, don't think you can hide what you are doing from friends and relatives, it will come out. You will be seen by someone sooner or later. I considered that, and thought that I would be ok with it, it wasn't like it was illegal. He also warned me about all the offers I'd get from men, he was right about everything he told me. After giving it a lot of thought I thought I wanted to try to see if I could do it. I asked him what I should do and he told me he'd take me to a club that had amateur contests and let me try. He gave me thorough instructions about what was legal and what wasn't. I practiced for about a week and then the big night came.

        It was a Thursday night, and I was really nervous. I was a slut but I'd never been naked in front of 120 raucous men before, I'd never exposed myself in public like this before. After we got in the club and had had a drink, he spoke to the manager about me entering the contest. I was to be the third girl up. I wanted some more liqid courage and my husband said no, you have to be able to do this sober he said, or it won't work for you. So my heart was pounding when they called my name, the stage name they gave me was Foxx, I was to hear that name a lot more in the coming years. Up I went, and I began dancing as my husband had taught me. It was really nerve racking, but the men seemed to like me and as my clothes came off the cheering became louder. As I slowly removed my top for the first time and exposed my breasts to the crowd two things happened to me. My pussy was wet, and I felt a sense of power as I paraded across that stage. Men were cheering and throwing money on the stage, as each second passed I felt my confidence grow. When I was down to my impossibly small g-string I was really into it.

         I won the contest and they let me give some lap dances that night too. I got off on feeling all those hard cocks against my ass as I danced for them. I also learned to feel totally natural being nearly nude and walking around and talking with people like it was the most natural thing to do. I mad some good money that night and my career as a dancer was launched. They offered me a job. They were also willing to accomadate my class schedule, for me it was a win, win situation. I was getting paid to do something I really loved which was turn men on! 

         Soon I had a group of regular customers. They would come to see me on a regular basis, and always tip me well. I became friendly with some of these men. Some I would let touch me more intimately than others, some I would discreetly stroke their cocks for them. some had even made me orgasm on occasion as I'd dance for them. One used to come to the club wearing shorts, that he had removed a pocket from. He'd slide his hand in his pocket and play with himself as I danced for him. One day at lunch we were sitting in a very dark corner of the club and I got bold, as I was talking to him I slid my hand in his pocket and I took his cock in my hand. I wish I could describe the smile on his face as he felt me stroke his cock for the first time. I smiled back, I was sitting with him with my top off, breasts exposed, and feeling his lovely cock grow in my hand. It turned me on, I had decided to do it on the spur of the moment. He came pretty quickly. I made a show of withdrawing my hand and licking my fingers for him. It was then my turn to dance.

       I wound up having sex with a handful of my customers. I also was seen by my calculus professor and a classmate, in those first few months. My calculus professor wound up coming on to me one day at the University. I did suck his cock in his office, and yes it did improve my grade. One night a few months after my classmate saw me, I ran into him in a club, he played keyboards in a band. I really liked the lead singer in that band, he was a black guy, good looking. I wound up in the parking lot with the singer that night, and I sucked him and fucked him. He had a magnificient cock. I eventually wound up fucking the whole band, but that's a story in itself.

      The next customer I had sex with was a guy named Ken. He always made me laugh had a great sense of humor. My husband was in the club one night when Ken was there and I pointed Ken out to him, I told my husband I'd like to fuck him. He told me to go for it, so I did. I danced for Ken and when I sat down. I told him I'd like to fuck him, as I grabbed his cock under the table. I told him a I wanted him and my husband at the same time. He got a room at the motel across the street and we spent 3 hours their after I got off. He'd bought us champagne, and I kissed him deeply. Then I stripped and sucked his cock, and drank champagne, as my husband fucked my ass. Both were delicious. 

To be continued........



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Taking The Next Step

Avatar Username: pokerman
Date: 31-May-2017 10:15:13
Mood: horny
Music: Elbow

Elaine has changed since her experience with Danny. She is a totally different woman in bed, more demanding, more open, more involved. There is also a noticeable change in her personality, making her more confident, sexually aware and confident. She is a new woman and I love her more deeply than before. Initially, I came away from that experience shamed and humiliated, thinking that we, or at least I, would never go through that again. So we talked about the experience, our lives, and where this would take us. My first thought was to end the relationship, but when I mentioned this, Elaine's shocked response made me realise that it was not her being unfaithful (that probably shows the mindset that we were both previously in), but was about both of us enjoying something that neither of us had experienced before - sexual enjoyment without the emotional strings. If we could put those ideas of faithfulness and chastity behind us, we could build a wonderful relationship and enjoy some of the hedonistic joys that we missed in our early years. So Elaine wrote her response to my account, to show me what she could not tell me. I read that and realised that her experience was so different to mine, and that she enjoyed something that took her to a different level. She now has a desire to seek out experiences, not another partner. We are a couple and she always wants that, she just wants the freedom to experience other men and, importantly, she wants me to share that and to experience other women. The golden rule is to share the experiences. No single, one night stands, no sex without each other present. Which is how we found ourselves back in the same pub, on a sultry May night, chatting to people who were now firm friends. The conversation amongst the dozen or so people in the bar, who seemed to be regulars, was the usual mix of the mundane, turning to comical and eventually to riské, as the drink took effect. The one person missing was Danny, but as the conversation dived into the gutter, it became apparent that he had been bragging about the experience, although nobody seemed to know who the lady in question was. To me, it was obvious, as Elaine's face had turned from slightly flushed, to crimson, as one of the guys, Tom, regailed us with the tale - clearly told, re-told and exaggerated with every telling. This is how folk tales originate, I thought. We would have a song written about us next! Tom is a ruddy faced young guy, who worked on local farms as a labourer. He had massive shoulders, huge arms, and fists like pistons. His girlfriend was......not in the first flush of youth, and not particularly attractive. Short, slightly dumpy, but with a sparkling personality and a voluptuous cleavage, showing to great effect in her loose linen blouse. I was taken by her not wearing a bra, and by the tiny beads of perspiration as we sweltered in the ancient surroundings. We got on like old friends and chatted away so intently that I suddenly realised that there were only four of us left in the pub, Elaine and Tom at one end of the bar and me and Lesley sat in a corner. The landlord had called last orders ages before and was now impatiently closing the pub, clearly ready for bed. I sensed that we were going somewhere with these relationships, so suggested that we moved on somewhere. As the average English village is not endowed with 24 hour bars, we had two choices - Tom's parents house, or Lesley's place. Lesley kept a tidy home, albeit tiny, and we found ourselves standing in the kitchen trying to get the cork out of a bottle of cheap red wine. Tom used his farmhand strength to wrench the reluctant cork from the bottle and we each slurped the disgusting brew. At this point, I watched Elaine's face. Her eyes were always on Tom, as were her hands whenever she had a chance, helping him hold the bottle, handing him the glasses, and eventually getting a sly feel of his crutch when she thought nobody was looking. Tom didn't flinch, and just gave her a knowing wink. Lesley was now slumped on her sofa, unbuttoning her incredibly tight jeans, with a relieved look on her face. "I always look forward to getting these off after a night out" she told me, with the sexiest grin. I slumped beside her, looked in her direction and suddenly found her incredibly desirable. We stared at each other for what seemed like an age, before she put her lips to mine in the softest, sexiest kiss I had ever known. Her hand slipped into my groin, then slid up under my shorts and massaged my obvious erection. Lesley's breasts were slipping out of her blouse, as she started to straddle me, our mouths still locked in a sensual embrace, tongues gently exploring. My mind now had a very different view of this woman to the one it had earlier. She was a goddess, a beauty, with the sexiest body on earth. I had to fuck this gorgeous creature and nothing could stop me. That was until Tom wrenched me from the sofa, threw me to the ground and stood over me like an angry animal. The two girls screamed at him to stop, and he looked up, surprised at their interference. "What the fuck!!!" Screamed Lesley, standing, with her blouse torn as my hand had ben wrenched from beneath it. 'Those beautiful tits',was all I could think, as she stood between us, pushing Tom away, making him look like a scolded child suddenly. Elaine was crying, Lesley was fuming, Tom was cowering and I was staring at a pair of soft white breasts, flailing around while their owner castigated her now tiny boyfriend. Lesley was fantastic, calming the situation and eventually turning the whole thing into a big joke. Tom apologised and we discussed what was happening. Lesley had clearly been here before and was very mature about the whole situation, explaining to Tom that she wanted me, he wanted Elaine, we all wanted each other, so let's get on with it. "More wine?", I ventured. "I'd rather have a beer" Tom grunted, and we went off to the kitchen to find some, leaving Lesley comforting Elaine. Tom apologised and We talked a little about what great girls we had. I reminded him about the tale he told in the pub and asked if he had any idea who Danny was talking about. "I think I do now, it was Elaine wasn't it.". With this light bulb moment, his attitude changed and he started to ask how he could experience her......."ask her dopey!" Was the obvious response. "In fact, it was pretty obvious that she doesn't need to be asked, judging by the way she was groping you earlier". Tom grinned sheepishly and we wandered back into the tiny living room. The sight before us shocked me. Lesley was now naked, and Elaine had her skirt up, with her knickers around her ankles. Lesley had her face buried in Elaine's pussy, her tits swinging as she ground her face into her. Elaine, eyes closed, mouth wide open, silently shaking to orgasm, was oblivious of our presence. Tom and I looked, shocked at our girlfriends getting off without us, totally engrossed in each others bodies. Tom unzipped himself and started round behind Lesley. I beckoned to him and pointed at Elaine, her eyes now wide open and staring at Tom's dick which, like it's owner, was thick and muscular. He took the hint and fed his manhood to Elaine, whose eyes rolled as she licked and sucked Tom's cut head. Lesley's tits were all that I could think of, so I covered her from behind, cupping those large. soft mounds in my hands, kneading her nipples, which stiffened at my touch. She stood slightly, still kissing and nuzzling her newly found shaved friends pussy and offered a hand beneath her. Struggling out of my shorts, my dick fed straight to the prize, and with Lesleys assistance slipped gently into her wet welcoming hole. Everything about this woman was soft I thought and as she eased her grip on Elaine, we fell into each others arms, coupling easily. Our mouths and tongues entwined, our bodies melted into one and my cock glided once again into a warm, soft, heavenly place. Lesley wriggled us around until she was on top, knowing that I desired her prized assets, which were now hanging like melons, inches from my face. Sucking her nipples, I felt her hips push into mine and felt her pussy tighten. She had a knack of gripping her pussy muscles, which changed the once soft tunnel into a virgins slit, tightening more as I kissed and rolled her nipples in my mouth. We fucked like this for ages, with Lesley having total control of the situation, gradually softening her grip of me when she felt me nearing orgasm, holding me on the edge for what seemed like hours, only letting me come when she was ready, and then finishing us both at the same moment, frantically driving us both toward massive orgasms, then slowing to ensure that the moment lasted, as she drained my cock of every last drop of juice and stiffness by an agonisingly tightening her grip as my cock shrunk inside her. This was, without doubt, the best fuck of my life!! As we lay smiling in each others arms, we were suddenly aware of Tom & Elaine's presence, dozing together on the sofa, having presumably had their own wonderful orgasms, Elaine having left a massive wet patch of her cum on the edge of the sofa, her knickers and skirt also covered with strings of slowly drying love juices. Over to you Elaine.

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Avatar Username: bramman
Date: 30-May-2017 14:24:46
Mood: in love


Well, as we're going away for a while, we have posted a  mix of some images and videos. Some of thr videos are only extracts, of course you'd just love to see the full full versions of us being rogered or fellating Yuri.Oh we'll be back later in the year of course, so till then we hope you'll enjoy all see of us. All that we hope is that what you do see, and you can see a lot, will both please  and excite you fully.  So now look at us both, either sort of dressed or undressed. Don't you just like how we look and what we get up (and what gets up us too  !) Now you can see just how much sex we have, and this is only part of our "very naughty"  collection. Whilst we're away we'll look in to see you comments.  Oh if you might like to see  anything else, then send  us both a message here and then we'll get back to you. Now enjoy our gorgeous bodies dressed  for pure absolutely wonderful  sex.Anna and Patricia. x


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My slutwife journey!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 29-May-2017 03:33:18
Mood: in love

The first time my husband saw me take a really big cock we'd been dating almost two years. We went to an adult theater called the Mel. It was really a nice place, very clean, with seating for couples, and also a smaller intimate theater, as well as video booths. Unfortunately it's no longer there. It was our second time there and I'd dressed for the occasion, I had on a silk painted blouse, and a short mini skirt with heels. In the light you could see my breasts thru the blouse. We started the night out by sitting in the couples section. I was pretty horny, and I'd unbuttoned my blouse, while he fingered me. Then I gave the guys a good show while I sucked his cock and he played with my pussy until we both came. Afterward we went to the back of the theater and had a smoke, (that was still alowed then). Then I asked him to look at the video booths. We were lookng at the movies advertised on them, and I was getting off at the guys staring at me there,  it was well lit and they could see my tits well. One of the booth doors opened and a young black guy just stared at me. He opened the door wider and I could see he had a massive cock in his hands. I smiled at him, then I looked at my husband and said, can I? He shook his head yes. So we got into the video booth with him. This was witnessed by about 5 men who'd been following us around.  

       Once in the booth I took his cock in my hand and he kissed me. I stripped off my blouse and skirt, he sat down and I mounted him in a reverse cowgirl position. He really fucked me well, I sucked my future husbands cock as he did. I asked my husband if we could take him home with us, because he was fucking me so well. I came really hard, followed by my husband, the kid, (he was about 18 or 19), hadn't cum yet. No telling how many times he already had before he fucked me. So I got on my knees and began sucking that beautiful cock. I tried my best but couldn't get him to cum. The booths were open at the bottom, about 10" from the floor, and someone from a neighboring booth had his fingers in my cunt as I was sucking him. Finally I begged him to cum on my tits, an I held them for him to cum on. He stroked himself hard and in a couple of minutes shot cum all over my tits.  I made a show of scooping up his cum and swallowing it for him. We exchanged phone numbers, I really wanted to spend some more time with this kid. When we exited the booth there was a crowd of men there, we'd made a little noise.

       That night was the first time my husband saw me with a black man, and take a huge cock pretty easily. It's one of those memories neither of us has ever forgotten.

To be continued.......


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My slutwife journey!

Avatar Username: num1scamp
Date: 28-May-2017 15:54:35
Mood: in love

       I still love the thrill of holding a heavy cock in my hand. The anticipation I feel of how it will taste, and how it will feel in me. When I made that movie, I had two lovely cocks to play with all day. Unfortunately the stopping and starting of setting up different shots makes it hard to totally enjoy yourself, but not impossible. I had two beautiful cocks that day, one black, one white, and I got to have both of them use all of my holes. When we got back to our hotel, I fucked my husband until he couldn't move I'd been so turned on by the whole experience.

       Once I got used to walking around nude in front of 10 people, I felt better. Once I held the first cock in my hand, I forgot about them watching for the most part, and really got into my work. They both had cocks over 8" and I was for the most part really enjoying myself. I did get pissed a couple of times when I'd been on the verge of orgasm, and they stopped the shot to move us. When it came time for he first anal scene, they filled my ass with lube. I was glad they did when he put his cock head in me, and then thrust practically his whole cock in me on his 2nd thrust. I came the first time that day as the white guy fucked my ass, and I sucked the black guys cock. The crew actually applauded, after the scene was over. I was enjoying it a lot, and it made me feel so slutty. If I hadn't had two kids at home, I think I could have had a career in porn. They offered me a lot more work, but there was no way I could do it and have any semblance of a normal life. But I'm glad I had the experience!


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Pam and her Thesis Advisor - Part 4

Avatar Username: joverde
Date: 28-May-2017 05:12:00
Mood: in love


She answered, “No! Jack didn’t have it yet. He got it from screwing Connie when I was gone home to KC for the holidays about 8 months later. She picked it up from fucking some intern at the hospital. Jack got a sore and got tested and I did too. My test was negative and he started taking the anti-viral drug and we used condoms until the drug had his under control.”


“Then how did you get it?”


“About a year later, I woke up one morning with an itch between my pussy and anus. By evening it had progressed to a burning and by bedtime I could feel the sore. I had moved into Jack’s place after I got my Masters and I told Jack about it. He said matter-of-factly, ‘Sounds like I gave you herpes.’


“’What do you mean? You’re on the medicine and it’s under control. Isn’t it?’


“’Actually, I stopped taking it about six weeks ago,’ he said rather sheepishly.


“I was pissed. ’You bastard! Why didn’t you tell me? How could you fuck me without a rubber if you knew you could give me an incurable disease?’


“ He shouted back, ‘I didn’t tell you because I knew you would make me use a rubber and I hate those things.’


“That was the beginning of the end of our relationship. After that I knew that he was a selfish asshole that I would never trust again. It took about another 6 months for it to completely fall apart. That’s when I came up to Jersey for my three month work detail with your group. I intended it as just a cooling off period until the renters moved out of my house, but you treated me as a professional and were so nice that I started to imagine that we could have a relationship. As the months went by you were so respectful and helpful about my career that I thought you weren’t interested in me romantically.”


I interrupted, “I really wasn’t until we were at that work-site near Niagara Falls and you said that you had never seen the Falls. I offered to take you there and while we were on the Canadian side at my favorite spot, right at the point where the water starts to fall, I looked into your eyes and knew I would fall in love with you. I fought the impulse for two months until you went back to DC and when we had dinner in there in December, I knew I was in love with you.”


She looked at me with tears in her eyes and asked, “Do you still love me after what I have told you tonight?”


I leaned over, put my arms around her, pulled her towards me and kissed her gently and we lay down on the bed. Our naked bodies touched for the first time since our ‘coitus interruptus’ of an hour before. I was intoxicated by the feel of her breasts on my chest and her soft thighs as they pressed into mine. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and even though we didn’t make love that night, I felt more intimacy lying with her like that than I had in the throes of our most passionate sex.


When I woke up the next morning, Pam was awake staring at the ceiling. “A penny for your thoughts,” I whispered.


She answered, “I am worried about us after what I told you last night. Jack took advantage of me and I’m afraid you will do the same thing.”


“Do you think I am a sadistic bastard like Jack?” I replied.


“He is not really a sadist. He is much more complicated than that. Even though he used me sexually, he did broaden my pleasure horizons. As shocking as it might be I was really turned on by our kinky activities. When I think about them, I still get wet. The reason I broke it off was because I didn’t trust him. I knew from the first that he would never be faithful to me but I could accept that. I thought we had a special relationship. I deluded myself into thinking that I was his real love and the rest were for his amusement. When he gave me herpes I realized that it was all about his pleasure. Still the sex was great.”


“What about us? Do you find our sex life unsatisfying?” I asked. I was beginning to worry that I couldn’t compete.


“We don’t just have sex, we make love. I can feel more than orgasmic pleasure. I can feel that we are sharing, that we are together. I have never felt that with anyone before.” She answered.


“Not even your first two husbands?”


She stopped looking at the ceiling, rolled over to face me, gazed into my eyes and answered, “Not to the degree that I do with you. With them the sex was more like it was with Jack, thrilling and physical, intensely satisfying but mostly without emotional connection. With you every time we make love I feel like we are almost uniting our minds as well as our bodies. It’s a ‘zen’ thing. Do you feel the same thing?”


I responded, “Yes! I thought that is what love is all about. For me that is what sex with a partner is all about. I have never been able to use a woman for sexual pleasure alone. If all I want is sexual release, I can jack off. It makes life less complicated. No one gets hurt. The sex drive can be the strongest human urge. In my sheltered life, I have seen what raw sex can do to people. I have seen it ruin marriages, ruin businesses, and even lead to suicides. I can see that your life has been deeply affected by it. You let Jack use yours to get you to do things that you didn’t want to do.”


I had gotten preachy. Pam was a little angry with me for the moral lecture and reacted quickly, “Jack did not make me do anything that I didn’t want to do at the moment. He may have taken advantage of my emotional state but it wasn’t like he hypnotized or drugged me. I was a big girl and knew what was happening and I enjoyed it. If I had to do it again, I probably would.”


Her words stung me. I snapped at her. ”Pam, do you mean you actually like doing all that kinky stuff? And knowing what you do know about the bastard that you would do it again?”


She could see the anger in my eyes and reached up and tenderly touched my cheek and soothed me by saying, “Without all that happened with Jack we would not be together. Do you remember that we met three years ago at a conference in DC? Neither of us paid any attention to the other.”


“No. I don’t remember meeting you before you came to work in Jersey. How do you remember?”


“The only reason that I remember was that Beth mentioned that your wife had died about a year before and that you might be on the dating scene soon and that she might like going out with you. She thought you were hot. As a matter of fact she still does. She told me she wouldn’t mind a threesome, but I told her I wasn’t sharing you with anyone.”


“I didn’t know that Beth is into that. She seems so straight-laced.”


Pam said, “There’s a lot you don’t know about Beth. She is pretty wild sexually and was a regular ’prisoner’ in Jack’s dungeon. She still sees him at least once a week. She keeps telling me that he wants me to come over with her again.”


I was angry again. “What do you mean ‘again’?  Are you still seeing him when I’m back in Jersey?”


She explained, “I went with her once. It was after work the Friday after I came back to the office from my detail. You probably want to know what happened. So I’ll tell you. When I came into work that morning, I was a little blue that nothing had happened romantically between us. Beth and I talked. I said, ‘I had a feeling that Joe was interested in me but he acted so professionally while I was there that I am beginning to wonder if I am attractive enough. At times I wanted to throw myself at him and kiss him.’


“Beth interrupted me, ‘You should have stayed late in the office with him, closed the door, unzipped him and given him a blow job. That would have got his attention. That’s what I would have done.’


“I answered her sarcastically, ’That may work for you but I think I want more than a one-night-stand with him.’


“Beth responded good-naturedly, ’You’re just horny! Have you had any cock since you went to Jersey?’


“I answered, ‘I tried the bar scene when I first got there but the guys there only seemed interested in the bar flies in their short mini-dresses. I didn’t fit in.’


Beth quipped, ‘You didn’t wear your prissy business skirt did you? You have your cute little black dress with the scoop neck that literally calls out,” Fuck me!”’


“’Actually, Beth, that dress is still at Jack’s, and yes I wore my work clothes to the bar.’


“’No wonder you didn’t get laid. I never saw any woman who could hide her body like you can. So what did you do? Lie in your bed and fantasize about Joe screwing you?’ Beth chided me.


“’Close. Most nights I kept busy reading and emailing friends but when I really got horny I “Jilled” myself while thinking about some of my past lovers.’ I answered.


“Beth asked, ‘Was Jack one of those fantasies?’


“’More than a few times, I remembered how excited he would make me and it helped me cum. It was lonely up there at night and the memories of the great sex helped me.’ I said.


“‘I’m going to his place tonight to have some fun. Why don’t you come with me and we’ll make some of those fantasies real.’ Beth said half jokingly.


“’No way!’ I answered and she didn’t press the issue.


“As the day went on, I kept thinking about her offer and I’ll have to admit the temptation was more than I could resist and at about 4:00, I went to Beth’s desk and asked, ‘Is your offer for tonight still open? I don’t want to horn in on your action if you want to be alone.’


“She was overjoyed. ’It sure is. I told Jack that I invited you over and he was very disappointed that you said no. He has invited a few other friends over and when you come in with me, he’ll flip.’


“I was starting to get cold feet. ‘Is this going to be one of his wild bondage parties tonight? If it is, I really don’t think I want to be one of their slaves.’


“’Tonight is Sadie Hawkins night. The men have to do whatever the ladies want them to. It will be a lot of fun. You should come.’ She was so convincing.


“The thought of what I would like to do to Jack flashed through my mind. Sadie Hawkins night sounded too good to miss. ‘You convinced me. Do I need to go home and change into something more appropriate than this skirt, blouse, and jacket?’


She looked me up and down with a frown on her face, ‘The pants suit is a little too modest. But you said that your “little black dress” is at Jack’s. You can change into it when we get there.’


“’What are you wearing?’ I asked.


“She motioned to the door of the conference room across from her desk and we went in and shut the door. ‘I have a leather mini-skirt and bustier on under this dress. Wanna’ see?’ With those words she lifted her dress up revealing a very short mini skirt. She put her foot on a chair and I could see her black lace stockings and garter belt and her shaved, panty-less pussy.


“’You are ready for action aren’t you. I really feel overdressed. If you are going “commando” then so will I.’ I pulled up my skirt and took off my panties. ‘I’ll take off my bra at Jack’s when I change into my black dress.’  We smirked at each other and left the conference room.


“I called my car-pool driver and told him I was staying late and that they should leave without me and Beth and I drove over to Jack’s in her car. On the way Beth teased, ‘You are overdressed. You should lose the bra and blouse before we get there and walk in wearing just the jacket and skirt. Jack will want to ravish you right there but you can tease him and tell him that it’s ladies’ choice and you want to see the other choices.’


“I took her bait and on our way down the freeway, I stripped to the waist giving a free show to a semi-driver we were passing. He sped up to prolong his view and I even lifted my skirt and flashed him a little pussy before Beth sped away. He flashed his lights and blared his horn either in appreciation or disappointment. I’m not sure which.”


“When we arrived at Jack’s at 6:30 pm, we were the first to arrive. Jack answered the door and he was very surprised to see me and reacted to my slutty outfit just as Beth had predicted in the car. It had been four months we had the big fight and I walked out. The next day he wrote me a letter telling me that it was over between us and said that we were not compatible sexually because I did not love oral sex either giving or receiving. Despite all of this nastiness I felt a twinge of desire to fuck him right there in the doorway. I resisted and as Beth had scripted I mentioned ladies’ choice and I wanted to see the choices. He was visibly shaken by my response and stammered something about how he knew I would choose him. When I heard that, I thought to myself, ‘We’ll see about that.’


“He turned his attention to Beth and he kissed her passionately and groped her reaching under her mini-skirt and approving of her nakedness sank to his knees and started to kiss and tongue her pussy. I knew what he was doing. He was showing me that my lack of enthusiasm for oral sex was not shared by Beth. I just turned and walked up to his guest bedroom where just as expected my black dress was still hanging in the closet. I took it off the hanger and put it on. When I looked in the mirror, I thought that Beth was right. It made me look sexy and did seem to say ‘Fuck me!’


“By the time I had come down several other guests had arrived and Jack and Beth were busy getting them drinks. By 7:30 the party was really going. There were 6 guys and 7 women, me being the extra, the others more or less paired up. Most of them were familiar to me from parties Jack and I had attended. Connie was there with her latest, an EMT she had met at the ER.  It was ladies night in the dungeon and before long all of the men were handcuffed, tied or shackled. Jack was in the swing with his hands tied above his head. Each of us women were mercilessly arousing them not allowing them to cum. This went on for about an hour before Beth announced that each man would have to make a woman cum by the means that the woman chose but if the man came first he would have to spend the rest of the night tied to a chair watching. Each woman would choose the man she wanted. I piped in that I should choose last because I was alone. All of the women agreed. Connie chose first and she chose Jack. The others chose and I deferred for a few minutes. When the action started I noticed that Connie’s EMT had a raging 8 inch hard-on while Beth was sitting on his face. I chose the hard-on and squatted on it and within a few minutes Beth and I were in the throes of intense orgasms.”


“You mean that you simply fucked this guy that you didn’t know and came in a couple minutes?” I interrupted.


“Yes! I was so horny after all those months of rubbing my clit to get off, that the feel of a big thick cock in my pussy was indescribable. Is this upsetting you too much?” she countered.


I thought for a few seconds. I was listening to my intended wife talk about actions that bordered on depravity. As disquieting as these episodes were, I needed to hear about them. “I don’t want to be upset but I still want you to tell me everything!”


“Where was I?” she asked.


“You were telling me about you and Beth getting off on an EMT at Jack’s party a few months ago.”


“Well Beth and I were the first women to cum and we looked around the room to see Connie with one end of a double dildo in her pussy with the other end in Jack’s ass. Much to everyone’s surprise Jack was cumming and Connie wasn’t. She continued to fuck his ass for ten more minutes before she came at the same time he did for the second time. Jack protested that it wasn’t fair Connie had cum but all of us women ganged up on him and pointed out that he had agreed and that he indeed did cum first. He had no choice and was tied to a chair in the corner facing the action. I seized the moment. He would have to watch me for the rest of the night. He was to see quite a show from me. I made up my mind to show him who he had spurned because she did not like oral sex enough. For the remainder of the party I took every opportunity to use my mouth or to be pleasured by someone else’s. I gave blow jobs to four of the other five guys. I let all five eat my pussy and even came a few times. Connie and I did a hot sixty-nine which culminated with both of us cumming as we ate each other while using dildoes on one another. All of the women even did a daisy chain while all of the men had to watch. Each time I would look defiantly over at Jack whose face displayed that he was totally astonished by my wantonness and that he was frustrated by not being able to participate. The rest of the guests started to leave and by 11:30, only Beth and I remained. Jack was still tied to the chair and was complaining that as each couple left the woman would take his cock in her mouth and give him a few quick licks, enough to keep him hard but not much more. ‘I need to come or my balls are going to explode,’ he pleaded to Beth and me.


“Beth and I looked at each other and smiled. I said, “I will take care of that!’ With that I went over to Jack knelt in front of him, took hold of his cock, opened my mouth and started to flick my tongue hard on the under-side of his cockhead. I then took the whole head of his cock in my mouth and rotated my tongue around it and sucked hard on it. He started to clench his fists as he was about to cum but I abruptly pulled away, got to my feet and I quipped ironically, ‘I don’t really like oral sex, giving or receiving,’ as I walked away.


“Beth said mercifully, ‘Game is over. I’ll finish him!’ With that she went to the chair slung her leg over him, inserted his swollen cock into her pussy and rode him to their almost simultaneous orgasms. I say almost because I am pretty sure that for the second time in the evening that gentleman did cum first.


“Beth and I both spent the night at Jack’s, me in the guest bedroom and Beth in bed with Jack. I fell asleep feeling satisfied with myself for showing Jack what he would be missing but a little depressed that I had to act like such a slut to do it. The next morning I was awakened by a familiar touch on the inside of my naked thighs. The fingers were starting to move toward my pussy. I moaned unconsciously until I realized who it was. Jack had got up and come into the guest room with pay back on his mind. I roughly took his hand and moved it away almost shouting, ‘Jack, it’s over between us. It has been for months.’


“Jack argued, ‘We had such great time together! Lots of fun! Great sex! Can’t we have that again?’


“’I won’t ever be used by you again. You only wanted me for a sex partner. That’s all you want now!’ I was getting mad at his attitude that he could have me for sex without any emotional involvement.


“He admitted it. ’You have to admit that the sex was great. You never complained about that. Did you? Let’s have some more fun together!’


“Again I raised my voice. ’I have to have more than just debauchery. I want a relationship based on love and trust. You don’t. It’s over.’


My loud voice must have woken up Beth because she came in the room bleary eyed and asked what the trouble was. I told her, ‘I was trying to tell Jack that he and I are finished and he won’t believe me.’


Beth looked at us both and laughed, ‘Looking at you two naked in bed together, it doesn’t look like it’s over, but, judging from what Pam has told me for the past few months, Jack, you better believe that it is over as far as she is concerned. Let’s have breakfast!’


“Beth’s wit seemed to be successful in conveying to him the idea that I had been trying to get through to Jack. He seemed to accept that it was never going to be the same between us. We all got dressed and went out for breakfast at the local diner. After breakfast we returned to Jack’s and I gathered up the few things I had left at Jack’s a few months before and Beth drove me home.”


I picked up on something Pam had just said. “You said Jack seemed to accept that you were though with him. What did you mean ‘seemed’?”


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Avatar Username: pokerman
Date: 16-May-2017 10:50:54
Mood: high
Music: Portishead

Kit and I have found each other by accident and we seem to be on the same level. We both love sex! I didn't realise how exciting life could be, but our meeting has brought home to me how dull my life once was. As life has drifted by, my sex drive seems to have gone up and up as my hubby's has gone spiralling downward. He was never a great lover, but I was always the faithful wife until recently. I now want to make up for all the sex I never had, and all the cocks, big and small (OK, mainly the big ones first!) that have remained a mystery to me. My first experience of that was last week, with Danny, although I was so drunk that it seems more like a dream than reality. I remember seeing him in the pub whilst we were eating, looking at his lean body, wondering if he was well hung and if he could be attracted to a middle aged woman (me, obviously!) Later, we went to the bar and sat next to him. I remember feeling the heat from his body, as the bar was crowded, and he brushed past me a few times to get another drink. It may have been accidental, but he turned to face me every time, smiled and brushed against my leg. It was obvious that he had a large cock and I now thought that he did actually fancy me. So, undoing a button to reveal my cleavage and swallowing another glass of wine for courage, I thought I would make a play for him. Sadly, he went to talk to a gorgeous girl at the other end of the bar and I was left feeling horny and frumpy. My mind is a blank after that, as I must have passed out, but when eventually I came to, I was in a dream like state, staring at Danny sitting on a sofa with a huge hard on, staring at my chest. I couldn't help myself, I just had to see it, so unzipped him and sat, amazed, at the beauty of his uncut cock. It seemed huge to me and i couldn't resist pulling it toward me, aching to envelope it with my body. My boobs are my prize asset and Danny seemed fascinated with them, so that was where he pushed his cock. It felt so warm, hard and forceful as it rode through my cleavage. The head emerged at every stroke and my lips automatically sucked at his head, which was now glistening with pre-come, saliva and bright red lipstick! I'm not a fan of oral, but I wanted to kiss this enormous member, take it in my tiny mouth and give Danny pleasure, so I stuck with it until he pushed it too far and I gagged. Pushing him away, I remember thinking that this was going too far and suddenly realised that Kit was also in the room, when he asked me to stop. My head in a whirl, I lay down to clear my head and to slow things down a bit. Kit and I kissed and he started on my nipples, which is a massive turn on for me, so I relaxed again, starting to enjoy the attention and now feeling that this was OK, not dirty or sordid. It was two men, desiring me, wanting to feel me and make love to me, which is a new experience for me, Despite this, I wanted to stay faithful to Kit, so thought that we could make love with Danny watching. That seemed OK and I drifted into a horny dreamlike state, with Kit sucking my nipples. At first, I didn't know who was touching my pussy, but it felt good. The feeling got better as I got wetter and wetter with excitement and could fel something sliding around my clit, gently pushing and slapping my labia. It felt so good, so I put my hand down to feel Danny's huge cock in my hand. I couldn't resist guiding him into me and nearly passed out as his head glided gently in and I came for the first time. It felt like he was reluctant, as he withdrew slightly and I had to buck my hops to keep it inside me as I came, but slowly he relaxed and let it slowly pump at my labia. Just the head was inside of me, but it felt huge and I wanted some more, so bucked again and again, as it entered me further, achingly slowly at first, stretching me to the point where it was painful.......but bearable. As we slowly coupled, all thoughts of Kit faded from my mind, and only this cock inside of me mattered. It was all I could think of as the movement began to make me gush again, which made things easier and I wanted more. Danny pulled out a little, so I turned over to make things more comfortable. It seemed easier coming from behind and I went into a frenzy of desire as he filled me with meat, his balls slapping my clit, driving me over the edge time and time again. This was my first big cock, but it will not be the last! I have never come more than once during lovemaking, until I met Kit. He makes me come with his fingers, his tongue and finally with his cock and he is a good lover. Danny on the other hand made me come so many times that I lost count, one cascading into the next, as he gently filled me with cock, pleasure and, finally, semen. His balls are huge, yet soft, and this is what drove me over the edge numerous times, as they slapped gently at my clit, which I now realise gets hyper sensitive after my first orgasm. I have learnt so much about my body in the last few months and now want to use that knowledge to heighten the pleasure of lovemaking. Danny may find himself between my legs again, but I will be looking for other shared experiences soon. Next time, I think I should let Kit find a partner......or at least let him join in!

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