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Jan’s First Orgy

It was a Saturday morning when the phone rang and Rick picked it up and listened.

“I’ll call you back after I talk to Jan.”

“That was Mark, he wants to know if we would like to go to party at a white couple’s house.”

“Sure I said what’s it all about?”

“Five couples, Mark and GF, Leon and GF, you know both of them, Jose and his wife and Frank and his wife, they are the ones giving the party at their house.”

“If Mark and Leon are going to be there I said, I have an idea that it’s going to be a fuck party. They both have fucked me a few times before but it was always in a van or car but no women, sure I want to go but find out more about it”

Ricky called back and after a few minutes told me that we should bring a bottle and that everything goes. I told him, I am game, it’ll be different.

I got dressed the sexiest way that I could. No bra, thong, black see through blouse that showed my tits to their best advantage, very short skirt that barely covered my ass, black laced thigh high stockings and black spiked heel shoes. Read more »

Rape Fantasy

One Friday night, as we cuddled together and basked in the afterglow of a bout of truly delicious but utterly vanilla sex, my boyfriend Saleem asked me a question that made me raise my eyebrows:

“Andrea, have you ever had a rape fantasy?”

I was in love with Saleem; if I could be anyone in the world, I would be him. He is beautiful, smart and funny, generous, kind and loving. We had been together a year, and had shared an apartment in Williamsburg for the last six months. He was great, a real keeper. The only problem, as far as I was concerned, was that he was a little… tame in bed.

There was nothing wrong with his sex drive, far from it. And vanilla is a nice flavor too. But whenever I suggested anything even remotely kinky, the answer was always the same:

Bondage play, golden showers? “Hmm, sounds interesting.”

Threesomes, spanking? “That could be fun.”

Anal sex, exhibitionism? “Could be interesting.”

Role playing, dildos? Well you get the picture. He was always positive but noncommittal, and it never happened. Saleem’s idea of kinky was going down on me with the lights on. And he was pretty fucking good at that, I must say. Read more »

“I WANT MILK! I WANT MILK!”

lesbian incest, adult breast-feeding, mother-daughter incest, spoiled

All characters depicted in this true tale are and were over 18 years of age, both now and at the time I wrote it.

*One question Mothers sometimes face is: at what age is it inappropriate to stop breast-feeding one’s offspring? My Twin Daughters are now in their middle twenties; this story features KARIN, 19 years old when I wrote this story)*

(Those familiar with my writings are aware of the special relationship that we share, my Beautiful, Sexy, So Dominant Twin Daughters, Karin and Karinna. Inside the bedroom, THEY are the authorities…OUTSIDE the bedroom, we maintain the typical Mother-Daughter relationship.)

My sweet daughter Karin approaches me as I relax in the sitting room, leafing through a magazine. Her voice has slightly whingy tone to it. I love them dearly, however I can deny them nothing, especially access to my voluptuous (36F-30-42) curves.)

“Mummy, I’m Hungry.”

“Well, there’s plenty to eat, Dear.” I nod toward the kitchen.

“No! I don’t want any of that! I want milk!”

“Then walk yourself into the kitchen and get yourself some. Mummy’s reading.” Read more »

My Loving Mom

“Beverly, Beverly, what has happened to you?”

I was walking past the downstairs bathroom when I heard those words. The door was open a few inches, and I could see my mother’s reflection in the mirror when I looked inside. I wasn’t trying to peep, but it happened that way.

Mom was wearing a tight sports bra and nylon shorts—workout clothes—that she spent more time wearing than working out in. The bra supported her large breasts without hiding her cleavage, and it left her abdomen bare down to her waistline. Mom wasn’t heavy, but for the last few years she was picking up a pound here, and a pound there and they weren’t going away.

The extra weight was evident in some of the clothes she wore, like her shorts. I noticed they fit tighter than they had a year ago, and I saw the way the fabric dug into the cleft between her thighs. I wouldn’t have been aware of this if Dad hadn’t pointed it out one night as a joke, but now my mother’s thick, meaty camel toe was something to look forward to during her “workout” time. Read more »

Fuckmeat 14: I become a cum dump

“Sharon?” he says when I pick up the phone. He always asks first, just in case it’s a secretary or, God forbid, my husband answering my mobile.

My tummy flips when I hear his voice. Heat rushes south and my vulva immediately begins to juice.

“Speaking,” I reply, barely able to utter the word because my throat is suddenly clogged with the sexual yearning rising inside me.

“Fuckmeat,” he says, the gross obscenity followed by a number.

The former is the trigger, the code that means I’ll be setting aside my carefully constructed persona as a well-respected, high-flying political executive for the evening ahead. Instead, I’ll make my way to some seedy location – the sites he chooses are always run-down places like abandoned warehouses due for demolition, sleazy, despicable buildings perfect for the corruption that takes place.

The latter is the number of men I can expect to find waiting for me. That afternoon he murmurs the number I’m going to take is fourteen.

Fuckmeat 14. Read more »

Threesome

Before I start I must admit and I’m very sorry to say this, but I think I’m an addict, as I get to my pick when I cheat on my husband. I also enjoy it more when it’s done swiftly; just that alone satisfies my cunt. However, the reason why I’m so attached to this guy is because he is a complete man. No man can do what he does to me; in fact, it’s unspeakable. Anyway I am completely into him.

I always pushed the limits of my sex more than I have. I love to go shopping braless and in grown or shorts and no panties, even flash men with a few open leg shots as I have lunch. Even shoe shopping. I just makes sure it’s a male every time, slips shoes on and off my feet as I asks him each time if he thinks it looks good, love to tease them..;)

Sex in public places also turns me on. We’ve done it in quite a time which I never imagine myself to do with my husband ,out of which most of them are in parking parks in our city at one time or another and there was one time when I was sure we were going to get caught but I think we are lucky. Read more »