Tiffany and I had spent the last few months dating and spending just about every spare minute together. We didn’t take much “me” time, nor did we take time to hang out with friends. Truthfully we were so busy getting to know each other inside and out that we kind of lost track of time.
On one hot Friday evening in July, we headed out for our weekly excursion into the nightlife of the local bars and hangouts. We cruised the street trying to decide what type of night we were looking for. Did we want to get blasted out of our minds and take a cab ride home and give the cabbie a little bit of a show? I remember this one time we were in the theater watching a rather boring romantic comedy, and we just couldn’t keep our hands off each other, well that’s for another time.
Finally we got our minds together and decided on having a few beers and shooting some pool. The bar had some classic rock cover band playing a decent version of Seger’s “Turn The Page”. The crowd was not overly large, but a good mix of people listening and dancing to the music. Tiffany and I made our way out on the floor, just as the band changed sets. Next off the ivory keys of the piano was the intro to “Freebird”, the people all started to cheer and hoist their beers in the air, Tiff and I included. We started dancing slow and close, following the music as best as we could. As the song’s tempo sped up so did everyone, the night was starting to get be a lot of fun. After the song was done we made our way to the next open pool table.
Tiff racked the balls for us. She leaned over the table with the triangular rack, and exposed her ample breasts to me, and whoever else might have been watching. She had the most perfect breasts I’d ever seen. Not much more than a handful, and they were perky. Supported by a red lace bra that was visible through the open front of her blouse. The blouse was tied at her belly button, and she had on a pair of hip hugger jeans. When she bent over to set the rack, you could see that she had on a pair of matching thong panties.
I could see a man across the room sitting on a bar stool, checking her out from behind. Not that I minded, I knew when I took her out that the chances were good that she might get a few looks. Tiffany looked back over her shoulder at the stranger, and gave him a cunning little grin, then looked at me and did the same. Her locks of red hair draped across her shoulders as she gave me that look with those green eyes of hers. Yes those same green eyes that caught me off guard those few months ago when we first met. I knew the look, she had one of those naughty thoughts.
It was time to break the balls, my break. The cue needed some chalk, so Tiff gave the end of my stick a little rub then blew off the excess dust with a soft sexy blow. Keeping eye contact with me, she made her way around my back while rubbing my crotch with her free hand. The room was dark, but still plenty of light for the man on the stool to see what was going on.
My break sucked! I lost my concentration when my dick started to get a little hard when her hand passed over it. It obviously became her turn to try and make a shot. Hoisting her tight little round ass in the air, she leaned over the table and set her sights on the ball in the far right corner pocket. She had her mind set and focused in on the ball she wanted. Stroking the cue, contact was made with the cue ball and the one ball went into the corner pocket. She looked up at me with those sultry eyes, pausing on my throbbing manhood, and gave me that follow me look.
We left the unfinished game on the table and made our way over to the bar for another round of beer. Tiffany put herself on a stool so that she was sandwiched in between both the stranger and myself, with her backed turned slightly towards the man we did not yet know. Our conversation was a little on the low side, expressing that we needed to get going back to our apartment in a little while to take care of some needs that were starting to develop.
“I am starting to get a little horny.” she stated as a matter of fact.
The gentleman at the next stool got a little grin. It was obvious that he could over hear our little conversation. Who cares if another man hears that my lady likes to get fucked once in a while. Maybe that is what is wrong with this world anyway, nobody gets laid enough!
Tiffany reached out for my cock while we sat at the bar. I could feel the head of it rubbing on the seam of my jeans. She really was starting to play to the excitement of public exhibitionism. The more we fooled around in a crowd the wetter she would get.
It was time to get out of there. The room was filled with smoke, I wasn’t sure if it was from the cigarettes or the heat coming off of my cock. We left our money on the counter, and made our way to the car.
The way home was taking way too much time. Tiff would take her fingers and slide them down inside of her panties and rub her clit and dip them in her juices. She would tease me by putting them up to her lips and slowly suckle them one at a time, making sure that they were clean. My hard on kept bulging and throbbing, I didn’t know how much more I could take. Next she took her fingers out of her pussy and smeared her sauce all over her exposed nipples. Then she brought them up to my mouth only to let me see them by the light of the dashboard.
At last we arrived home. The entry way was well lit and I could see that her tits were still hanging out for the world to see.
Once through the door of the apartment, all bets were off. I started tearing at her clothes. First I ripped the buttons off of her blouse, and dropped it to the floor. With one swift motion I pushed her onto her back on the sofa and pulled her jeans off of her too. There she lay, on her back in just her under clothes. What a fine specimen she was. As I started to get myself undressed, there was a knock at the door. Before I could say anything Tiffany sprung from the sofa and answered the door, in just her bra and panties! “Well I see you found your way here alright!” she exclaimed.
“You can’t get lost with a GPS, with the address you left on the matchbook, it makes it foolproof.” the stranger from the bar said.
Much to my surprise the gentleman from the bar was standing at our front door.
Tiffany reached out with one hand and led him into our living room. Not another word was said, and she had him sitting on the sofa. She took me by the hand and set me in a captains chair at the edge of the living room. Without hesitation she took out some scarves and tied my arms to the chair, and my feet together. Then she went into our bedroom toy box and retrieved a ball gag and placed it into my mouth. This was blowing my mind, she gave a strange man the address to our house and let him inside and tied me up. She was going to make me watch her fuck this guy.
I couldn’t help it, I was at the edge of climax, and she hadn’t touched me yet.
Making her way back to the sofa, she swayed her hips ever so slowly, displaying that firm ass of hers for me to see. Placing her hands on the back of the strangers head, she drew his face to her chest. He shook his face between her breasts, and used his teeth to open the last hook on the front of the bra, releasing them fully for both of us to see.
Once he had her panties off her, she bent over while he leaned back onto the sofa. Her legs spread just enough so that I could see her freshly shaven pussy, glisten in the light. Tiffany got down on both knees and let the strangers cock out of its cage. It came to attention, and was ready for duty. She took the head of it between her lips, and grabbed the shaft with her hands. Gently she worked her mouth and hands in unison, lubing his mammoth cock with her own formula. After she had him good and wet, she straddled him like she was mounting a pony.
She worked her way down his shaft an inch at a time, slowly she made her way to the base of his cock. Now that she was there she started to ride him with a varying tempo. Faster and faster she went. I could see everything from where I was. He parted her ass for a better view, and a little deeper penetration. Her pussy was full, and her labia swollen. All I could do was grown in agony, my cock was about to bust, I needed to get it out. Tiffany was looking at me with those eyes of hers, and she knew what I needed.
Dismounting the stranger, she came to my rescue. She untied, and undid my gag. Refusing to touch my member, she brought me to the sofa this time. She laid the stranger on his back and climbed aboard. Again she slid down his cock and bottomed out. She lifted a little and he started pounding her pussy from underneath. Harder and harder, I could see the joy on her face, and hear the moans coming from her too.
I stroked my cock and watched her fuck this guy I did not know. She looked back at me with approving eyes, and without saying a word asked me to join them. I got down on my knees and started to lick her little brown star. While running my tongue in the crack of her ass I ran my finger down the inside of her thigh and found her clit. I flicked my swollen little friend to the rhythm of their thrusting. She moaned with more authority, I knew she was getting close. I got her ass all wet with my spit, and I put my spit on the end of my dick. Gently I pressed the head of my dick against her ass, and slowly slid it in. They were kind enough to stop so I could get in comfortably, and once that was done we all started to do our dance. The stranger and I got into a rhythm that Tiff could handle. I could feel our two cocks rubbing together separated by only her vaginal wall. Our nut sacks bounced off of her ass in perfect time. She was moaning and groaning, she was on top of the perfect stranger and drooling all over him. With a thunderous roar she came. Waves of pleasure washed over her. The bucking was so fierce that it sent the stranger and I over the edge, filling her two holes with our cum.
I pulled out of her ass, and she slid off his cock. She turned around and kissed me passionately. The stranger got off of the sofa and got dressed. He thanked us for the good time, and out the door he went. We never even knew his name, just as well, we don’t need him to get too attached to us now do we.
“Time to get to sleep, you never know what next time will bring.” I said.
“Next time will be about you my darling Bo. You get to pick out the perfect stranger.” Tiffany said with a grin.
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By MenPoundMyWife
My wife and I have been married for over 10 years. She is 5'4, about 130lbs, 34F, and very fit.
We dated for couple of years before getting married. From the very beginning, she was the most sexual woman I had ever met. Soon after we started dating, she started to push me to talk about her former lovers. Slowly, I started to get turned on by the stories and became more and more curious about her past sexual experiences with boyfriends before me. Eventually, we got married, and few years later, she started to throw hints of wanting to raise her score. I quickly got on board and we started to regularly talk about how other men would fuck her and so forth.
Finally, during a trip to Vegas, we decided to visit a sex club and she was very excited, although a little nervous. She wore a new tight black dress with red lingerie underneath. We got to the club and just hung out. She was very uneasy and she said she had never been to a place like this. About 30 minutes in, we were starting to talk about leaving, she suddenly pointed at a slightly older guy and said: "Go bring him here." My dick was hard as a rock. I walked up to the guy and asked if he is interested in my wife, he had been staring at her the entire time. He quickly smiled and said, "Oh yes, let's go."
They shook hands, introduced themselves and we all decided to find the area with beds and more privacy (so to speak). We found a room downstairs that was only enclosed by a curtain. She told me to go and get condoms so she can get to know the guy for a few minutes. When I came back, they were just talking, slowly, she walked up to me and started kissing me. Once I let go, I gestured to the guy to go ahead; he quickly moved in on her. They started making out, he started kissing her all over the place, slowly, she dropped backwards on bed and pulled him on top of herself.
He lowered her dress and started sucking her big tits. She asked me to join in. We each had a tit in our mouth and we were both fingering her pussy at the same time. Slowly, I moved down and started eating her pussy. She is always fully waxed like a porn star. As soon as I stopped eating her pussy as she came, he went down and started eating it. Slowly, I moved back up and she took my dick in her mouth.
To our surprise, a crowd gathered and four other men wanted to fuck her. She shook her head but they all watched her get pounded.
The guy that went in there with us, quickly got naked and tugged at her red thong. She took it off and handed it to me. This whole time, she was playing with my dick, it's about 5.5". The guy was much larger, about 7". She looked at it and winked at me. She told him she likes it rough.
He had it fully up and moved close to her pussy. She stared into my eyes, grabbed his dick and guided it to rub her pussy. He took his clue and shoved it in. She reminded him to not be gentle. He obliged and fucked her like a whore. She begged for more by saying, "Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me hard...look babe, he is fucking me so good, he is so big, look, he is fucking your wife right in front of you....oh yeah, fuck me." About four other guys and a couple were now watching her get fucked. I asked her if I should tell them to leave, she said no, she likes it. She slowly turned to them so they can get the full view of a dick in her pussy while she was playing with mine.
Once the guy got done, she said, "Okay honey, this was awesome," and kissed me multiple times thanking me for a great experience. She said she wanted to stay for a few before we walked out. She wanted to walk around and be noticed as the woman who had just been fucked, since rest of the crowd was just hanging out.
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By Skhan
It's a long ride on your way to your first threesome. No matter if you are driving 2 hours or 2 minutes, it seems like you are forever getting there.
You don't know if the thoughts in your mind or the blood in your cock will explode first.
You have nothing to go on but a few grainy photos; usually one, maybe two if you are lucky. And the eyes... the eyes are always blotted out in those photos. No one wants to be recognized by friends or family. They never realize that friends or family would have to be swinging to see those grainy photos in the swinger magazines. Those "dirty" magazines hidden in the back of the combination book store/record shop.
Yes, you were nervous going to the checkout with those swinger mags, purchasing some mediocre cd or magazine to hide from the other patrons the depravity of the sex acts dominating your thoughts. The relief you feel when you are sitting in your car with your treasure. The thrill of looking through the candidates, sifting through the obese or obnoxious looking couples to find that perfect gem, the one couple that displays "couple or single male wanted." You don't focus on the husbands, just the wives to see if they are hot. Hell, they don't have to be hot, just the average to middling females who aren't looking for 10 inch cocks. They nearly all ask for 10 inch cocks for a 7 inch cock holster. You curse your parents for the mediocrity of your birth right.
You find a few candidates. You mail to the reference number on the photo c/o the magazine forwarding service, enclose your Polaroids....and wait. You buy an answering machine...and wait. You check your messages for two weeks...and wait. You wait and you masturbate to the thoughts of what you want to happen. The answer doesn't come by phone, but by mail. The couple writes and expresses interest. Apparently your cock pick wasn't all that mediocre, or it's your young flesh she desires more than the cervix pounding from the other bullish candidates.
They send photos. Colored ones. Kodachrome.
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You call the number. The wife answers and you give them the phony last name that you made up on the letter, and they give you the phony last name that they made up. It's part of the game. You banter nervously. They ask questions. You ask questions. "What do you enjoy?" "Do you like anal?" "Do you like cum in your mouth?" It doesn't matter. If they said that they were going to cut your throat afterward, you would still go. You are hooked. You set up a weekend meet at a motel at their location. King-size bed. Hard to explain to the motel clerk why you are asking for a king-size bed. They don't ask. They've seen it all.
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They follow you back to the hotel room that you rented. Locked door, "Do not Disturb" sign.
She kisses her husband and it starts. The disrobing. You are nervous. What to do first. Follow their lead and try not to appear overbearing or demanding. She's on the bed, and he dives into a mouthful of vaginal bliss. You nervously start kissing her, massaging her breast, kissing her nipples. Then you get on your knees and present your mediocre cock for her to devour. She doesn't hesitate. She has your cock buried down her throat while the husband buries his tongue in her bush. The husband comes up for air, and moves to her breast, teasing. You move to the holy of holies. You lick, suck, and drink in the juices, probing with deep tongue thrusts, tasting the walls of her vaginal cavity while she is licking the husband's cock. Your member is not much different than his. You are relieved.
The position changes. She lays on her side. He enters her vagina from the rear, leaving her clitoris exposed. She discussed this with you on the phone. Licking her while her husband fucks. You go down and start to lick that clitoris, less than a inch from the pounding cock. You remember that he is bi. He wants this. You hesitantly reach up, and start to cradle his jewels, all the time her juices mingles with the fleshy taste of cock. You can't bring yourself to put his cock in your mouth, so you go on licking the clit and fondling the balls until he grunts and fills her with cum. He withdraws. You switch position. His cum lubricates her vagina. There is nothing sloppy about these seconds. You pound her while he licks and returns the favor of cradling your balls. He doesn't suck you off, not sure if you will be offended. It doesn't matter he says. They just love fucking.
You release your semen into her, and you all relax, sitting and talking while a double load of cum streams from her pussy. You regret what the hotel maids will have to clean up. She pees. Returns. The ritual starts again. This time the cunnilingus is mixed with unfamiliar flavors. His cum. Your cum. You don't give a fuck. The thrill of the three-way has over ridden any social mores that you were raised with.
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By marla&brian
Like many people, I was really mad, confused, upset and various other emotions after my divorce from first husband. He cheated often. Constantly saying it would never happen again, and of course it did. Then we separated for a bit. Once we got back together he said it wouldn't happen again. At this point he talked me into swapping a couple of times. I went along with it thinking it would help the marriage, of course it didn't. And I soon found out that he was once again screwing his secretary. So I knew divorce was looming so I went out and a brief affair with a married coworker of mine. To be honest he was a nice guy and I felt bad being the other woman. I felt really guilty one time we were on a business trip together, we had been in meetings all day and were back in his room and had a drink or two. I had removed my blouse and he had removed his pants and I was on my knees giving him oral when the room phone rang (cell phones not that common back then). It was his wife....for some reason I felt sorry for her. The affair soon ended after that.
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After a couple of long weeks at work (I had attended back to back conferences) I had a weekend to myself. I had made no plans because I just wanted to rest up after the road trips.
Saturday afternoon I decide to walk over and grab some things at the store. While walking down one of the aisles a man comes walking towards me. We just smile at each other, no words spoken. Well it was at that point things startled to tingle. I was now horny and realized I had made no plans to go out Saturday night or Sunday. So now I'm feeling bored and horny.
As I'm walking out of the store, I noticed the guy I smiled at getting into what looked to be his work van. Not sure what came over me (maybe the new sense of self-empowerment after the divorce), I simply walked up to his van and motioned for him to roll down the window. I simply smiled and said, "Not sure if you are busy with work, but if you have time for a quick fuck I live in apartment 212 right across the street". Didn't wait for a reply, simply turned and walked towards my apartment.
Needles to say my heart was beating a bit fast as I walked across the street and up the stairs to my apartment. I went into the kitchen and put the few things I bought away...and then heard a knock on the door. Now my heart rate skyrocketed. I opened the door and said something like, "I'm glad you had some time to spare." I barely gotten the words out when he had grabbed me and pulled me close to him and next thing I know our tongues are entangled and our hands are exploring each other's bodies.
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After my second orgasm I was out of breath and thought I was about to pass out. At that point he got up and said he had appointment he had to get to. He dressed and left, I was still nude, sweaty and hot and just laid on the floor for another half hour trying to put my thoughts together on what happened. I tried not to over analyze it, just took it for what it was. A great fuck session with a guy I never saw again.
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By NCcurious1
True story that is still in my spank bank.
This was way back to 2013, when you could find horny couples on Craigslist and Backpage.
I was on business in St Louis, horny in my hotel room browsing through casual encounters to see what I could see. Replied to a few cuckold couple posts, most were just horny dudes hunting for pics. Then I ran across an ad "St Louis couple looking for DP fun". I replied that I was interested and had a hotel room downtown.
Cindy replied back when I asked her what they had in mind. "Splitroast me, tongue on my clit when I'm getting fucked, double vaginal, double penetration. You can spank me, pull my hair, pinch my nipples if you get me hot enough." She then sent a pic of the two of them - Dave took it while he was fucking her doggie while she was sucking a huge dildo looking at a mirror. I sent a nude pic of me and anxiously waited a reply. She replied they were ready for the next step and would be downtown in one hour.
We met in an Applebee's right next to the hotel to see if we mutually wanted to take it further. They walked in looking like a normal suburban couple. She was definitely a BBW girl and did most of the talking. We got to know each other over a drink and quickly came to the conclusion that none of us were psycho killers and I gave them a key while they went back to the car to retrieve lube and condoms
After 15 minutes I hear a knock then the door unlock. They both walk in smiling and comment "nice hotel." Cindy takes off the jacket she was wearing to reveal a lace teddy and fuck me boots that she must have changed into. She walks up to me confidently and gives me a wet kiss with lots of tongue as Dave watches and then joins in. Cindy then turns to make out with Dave while reaching back and fondling my cock through my jeans. I whisper in her ear, "Get on your knees and suck your husband's cock." Before I know it, Dave whips out his cock which is bigger and thicker than I've ever seen in person. I get on my knees next to her and hold her hair back so that I can watch her blow him up close, moving her thong aside and fingering her sopping wet pussy loudly. She kisses me and I taste cock for the first time, albeit indirectly.
We then move to one of the two queen beds and put Cindy on all fours. I pull down her panties to her knees and give her big ass a few playful smacks. She moans and spreads her legs a little wider, showing us her wet pussy and I shift my spanking to it. She shrieks and moans as I finger her pussy. Dave takes off her bra freeing her huge tits with big red nipples. I grab one and then another... tweaking her big nips to make her moan some more. Dave is sitting back stroking his big dick looking right at her. I don't think we ever made eye contact.
Dave then throws two condoms down on the bed which is my cue to fuck her. I quickly pull it on, grab her hips, groan, and plunge into her wet pussy. Dave pulls her hair gently but firmly so that her face is in the air and her tits start swaying. I watch as he slides his cock down her throat and hear her give him the sloppiest BJ ever. Full on licks, lip pops, sucks his balls and fingers his ass as I fuck her harder, trying not to cum. Then I feel as if I'm going to cum and suggest we switch positions. Cindy deep throats me and Dave starts to fuck her pussy hard as all hell making her titties bounce in all directions. She looks up at me and says, "This is so fucking hot, I love it." I grab her hair with both hands and start to face fuck her good.
All of a sudden she starts trembling all over and moaning guttural. She spits out my cock and tells us she is going to cum. Cum was an understatement, she literally gushed girl cum all over my hotel bed. I've never seen such a gush, it sounded like somebody flushed a toilet.
"Sorry about the bed, but I told you I was a gusher," she says. I suggest we all move over to the other bed and pull her on top of me. She is so wet that my pubes are soaked immediately. Dave pushes her forward onto me not too gently and we kiss as he works his cock inside her asshole. She starts to buck wildly and again tells us how hot this is. Her pussy is so wet that my cock falls out with every thrust into her ass. I suggest we switch positions and push into her ass as Dave fucks her with that monster cock. I spank her with every thrust talking dirty to her which sends Dave off to cumming inside her. We collapse for a minute and Dave excuses himself to get a drink of water. We are all sweating profusely.
But I'm not done with Cindy yet, and lay on her missionary, spreading her legs wide and fucking her well used, stretched pussy like mad. I fall out a couple times and then decide to put my slippery hard cock into her ass, butt fucking her missionary. I think this was a first for her, since she calls Dave in to check it out. He watches and nods then leaves the bedroom to sit on the couch outside and listen.
I give it to her for another 30 minutes easily, fucking her ass and rubbing her clit. She cums again and again but my cock gets desensitized due to the rubber and I can''t cum. As she is getting wore out, she asks me what she can do to get me off? I tell her that I don't think I can cum from fucking or sucking, come sit on my face and I'll jerk myself off. She looks at me devilishly and climbs right on top, lowering her big cunt right on my face, holds my head with both hands, and slides back and forth, giving me an opportunity to lick her ass. After two minutes of this I feel my cum boiling in my nuts and explode a huge load on my stomach. She smiles, licks some up and then snowballs me! Another first.
I lay there not believing what happened as they get dressed and pack up. I email her after to check if Dave was OK with all of this and she says sure. I never hear from them again.
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