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I suppose it all began over a Rampant Rabbit. I've never really been much of a fan of sex aids though I know lots of men like to see women using them and I've occasionally been happy to use a variety of them even the larger ones at the request of the man of the particular moment if that's what gets him going.However as a general rule I prefer the real article and it was only because a couple of my female friends raved about how good the RR was that I even heard about it. Neither were either of these women as far as I knew adventuress in their sex lives so I thought perhaps I should check the rabbit out.

When I mentioned it to my husband Gary and suggested he buy one for me, he said it would better to visit a couple of places in Birmingham and pick one that I liked. I knew without asking that what he was suggesting was a trawl of the cities sex shops where I would be probably the only real woman in shops full of furtively leering men most of whom you would certainly avoid if you passed them in the supermarket. It amused him and turned him on to think all these 'unsuitable' types were checking out his wife. Sometimes it amused me too, to humour his idiosyncratic fantasies.I thought it kept our sex lives interesting and stopped us getting bored with each other. Not that we were conventionally monogamous, both of us had enjoyed an extra marital flirtation here and there and we even had an enjoyable threesome once with one of Gary's squash partners, another man, after a rather drunken dinner.

So we determined on the following Friday afternoon. It was half term, the kids were away on holiday and Gary could meet me in the city as he finished work early.He was clearly looking forward to this and the days before were full of relentless veiled hints as to what to wear etc. Friday morning began sunny and warm, a portent of summer. I decided to wear a navy polka dot dress that I bought last year and hardly wore. It swirled nicely around my knees,fitted snugly on my hips and had a draw string lace at the bust that you could adjust to bare your shoulders if the fancy took you. Underneath I slipped on a delicate cream pair of french knickers, a matching garter belt and champagne coloured stockings. The garter belts a pain but Gary likes stockings and in any case I find hold ups come down if I have to walk far. I decided on no bra. Despite two kids my 36B breasts stand up on their own and I like the way they move as I walk in my high strappy white sandals.My dark hair contrasted nicely I thought with my pale neck and shoulders. Completing my outfit with a white handbag, poppy red lipstick and a heavy application of my favourite opium perfume I was ready for the train.

Leaving the car at the station I click clacked to the ticket office then to the platform. The looks of a group of young men on the platform reassured me that at forty two my size ten figure was in good shape and I could still turn heads.I smiled to myself happy that my preparations were a success.

The train journey into town was uneventful. The sun through the carriage window was warm on my body through the thin fabric of my dress, as I absentmindedly watched the back gardens and yards of factories flicker by and I was able to eaves drop the conversation of the few others in the carriage. My young admirers from the platform were seated a row back from where I sat at the window. I could just see a couple of them watching me diagonally across the gangway. Their overheard comments made me smile and feel quite sexy, just the right mood for today.One of them ventured "I tell you she's wearing stockings and not much else under that dress" and his mate replied "some lucky sods going to be shagging her later on and unfortunately it won't be any of us". As I left the train at the jewellery quarter I blew them a kiss as it rolled out again to Birmingham.

It was a short step to the pub where I was to rendezvous with Gary.The quarter was busy with lunchtime shoppers and workers making the most of the sunshine in their break. I felt exhilarated with the weather and the attention of the men on their way to their lunch time pints, wondering if they discerned in my demeanour the sense of delicious anticipation of the slightly seedy adventure I was about to embark on. Gary had managed to get a table in the crowded pub and had already bought me a large red wine. He rose to kiss me and I knew from his look that he approved of my outfit. As we parted his hand slid down my behind checking in a brief touch the flimsy knickers and the button of the suspender.'you look great' he said and took a sip of his Bacardi and coke.

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Becky and I had been going out together as a couple for around a year and had a great and very active sex life. We frequently explored new ideas and fantasies when we had sex together and had great fun together. We had both left other relationships after having a fairly steamy affair and we kept the excitement going whenever we could.

We chatted about our fantasies and I had mentioned that one of mine was to watch her getting fucked by another man and then to have sex with her afterwards whilst she was still full of someone else's cum. She was reluctant at first and said that she was up for trying out bi sex but agreed that an advert we would put on a swingers site would include exceptional makes as an option.

We had the usual array of messages ranging from one liners to novels and all sorts of fetishes and perversions and I would get very excited thinking of the meeting that might ensue but Becky always said she wasn't sure or a guy wasn't what she was into. However, one email caught my attention one day and when I started reading it I nearly fell off my chair.

It was from a guy who lived locally who said that he recognised Becky's picture and mentioned that he'd been out with her a few times whilst she had been single some months earlier, he obviously assumed we had just got together. It turned out having read the mail that she'd been having regular cyber sex with this guy for ages and that after swapping pictures it turned into phone sex and eventually a meeting of some sort but it wasn't clear if anything had occurred, but this was clearly whilst we had been dating.

I emailed the guy back saying it was Becky emailing him and it all came out. He said he'd missed Becky and that they'd had such good fun he hoped that she'd like to meet again, with or without me. I asked him what he could recall of "our meeting" and he recounted a drink in the pub, kissing in the car, followed by sex in his flat on the lounge floor and then 3 or 4 more encounters including blow jobs in the car and one fuck up the ass.

I was so angry but at the same time I was so aroused.

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I sighed as I saw Sandra walk down the drive with a big bunch of flowers. I loved and hated it when Sandra visited me. On one hand I loved being in her company, finding her warm, attractive, and dare I say it, sexy. But on the other hand, Sandra's presence stirred up so many things in me that made me feel very uncomfortable, and a little dirty. There were feelings of lust and desire that I had great difficulty in repressing.

Unconsciously, I looked in the mirror in the hall to sort my appearance before opening the door. Not that it needed sorted. I was a beautiful woman with shoulder length dark hair and a good figure. As Sandra rang the bell, I smoothed down my cream colored skirt and straightened my white blouse. I always found myself anxiously checking my appearance before Sandra visited.

I opened the door to Sandra's beautiful smiling face. Sandra was a blond in her early twenties and was, as usual, dressed provocatively. She wore a red mini-skirt, black patterned stockings, knee length high-heeled kinky boots and a white T-shirt, through which I could see her erect nipples. As I glanced at Sandra's curvy figure, I was already beginning to feel nervous.

I invited her in and Sandra gave me the flowers. "These are just to say thank you for what you have done for us." said Sandra. Sandra's mother had been ill recently and I had helped them both out, giving them lifts in my car and doing errands. "Oh, thank you. They're beautiful." I replied, sincerely. "I was always glad to help."

I invited Sandra into the lounge. I sat on the large couch while Sandra sat on the chair facing me. As usual Sandra sat with her well shaped legs slightly apart. In this position Sandra panties were clearly visible and I had difficulty stopping myself from staring at them. I hated to admit it, but this really turned me on. I could already feel myself go moist and my nipples go hard. It looked like I would have to resort to the vibrator to relieve myself again when Sandra left.

"But I would also like to thank you personally for your assistance." said Sandra huskily. This caused some unwelcome fantasies to rush through my imagination. I tried to dismiss them and just smiled.

Sandra stood up and walked slowly over to me, swaying her hips. She stood in front of me, as I sat on the couch. "I know the perfect way to show my appreciation for all you have done." Said Sandra and lifted up the front of her red skirt directly in front of my face. I stared wide eyed, raising my gaze from her sexy stockings, to her bare thighs, to her tight skimpy panties covering those protruding pussy lips. Sighing in delight. Sandra lightly caressed her pussy through the soft material with her fingers as I looked on whimpering uncontrollably. I bit my lip and frowned with lust as I tried to fight the desire that was rising within me. I didn't know what to say or do.

But Sandra did. She gently took my hands and placed them on her panties, and rubbed my fingers against her pussy through the soft material. Sandra purred with delight. "I know you want this, Marie." She said. Then, she lifted my hands up to her pert breasts and placed them over her erect nipples. "And I know you also want these."

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My husband usually writes but I wanted to fill you in on my Saturday night past. I am Barbara, I'm 43 yrs. old and have two children. My husband revealed to me that he would like to see me fucked by other men and I let that happen (see: My Wife Barbara Gets Fucked). I also had a campground fling, and I let his buddies fuck me in the ass on Superbowl one after another, all nine of them.

I am 5'9" tall 140 Lbs. My legs are long and my butt is huge. It measures 45" and is really accented by my waist which is only 26". My boobs are an average 34B. My ass has always been my embarrassment. It is a bubble butt with a few dimples. You can put a hand under a cheek and jiggle it up and down and I have always thought it was horrible. My husband has always loved my ass and has always wanted to fuck me in the ass. I used to think it was dirty and I only let him up my butt on occasions. That was before he told me to let other guys fuck me. After Superbowl and letting 9 guys fuck my ass in a row I learned that my butt may not be that unattractive. My pussy is very tight and small lipped. There is no external protrusions of my pussy lips and my hole is very small.

This past Saturday night I told my husband that I wanted to go to the blues club in town and I wanted him to watch me pick up a guy and fuck him inside the club.

Saturday night came and I wanted to see if my ass could be used as a guy magnet. I also shaved my pussy without my husband knowing. I bought a new short white skirt that fit tightly to my waist and over the top of my hips but then flaired out away from my ass so when I walked the skirt would swish because of the movement of my ass. It was very short. I put on a red thong a tight pink knit top and high heels no nylons.

We went early to the club and I sat my husband at the table closest to the bar end that hooked into the wall. It was the closed end of the bar and there were two bar stools then a waitress pickup before the curve of the bar to the bar front. I told him to sit there and watch. I moved to the stools next to the wall and ordered a drink from the bartender. The stools were perfect height with a small wooden back and they swiveled.

Soon people began to crowd in. I was standing at the bar between the stools so whoever wanted could see my ass. A black guy and a white guy together came over and began to chat. They quickly began talking sexually and complimenting my ass and that they were ass men etc. I left to go to the restroom and there I took off my thong. Upon returning I was between them and I told them my plan.

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A couple of weeks had passed since her "sticky" night out without incident. Everything seemed normal, but I couldn't get that night off of my mind. It tears me apart inside to think of her with other men, but when she dresses in leather, It turns me on way too much to try to stop her. The really dangerous thing is: now SHE KNOWS it. I'm trapped between my jealousy and my uncontrollable leather fetish, and I know she'll use that to the fullest.

Last week, she called me at work to tell me that she was going out to do some shopping, and that she probably would still be out when I got home. I usually get home by 7 or 8 pm, so I didn't think anything of it.

When I got home, there was a video tape on the coffee table, and a note from Lisa that just said "PLAY ME". I put the tape in the VCR, and then appeared our bathroom, with the camera facing the mirror, on a slight angle. The bathroom was well lit, with all of my wife's make up spread out on the shelf beneath the mirror like utensils waiting ready for a surgeon.

I then heard Lisa's voice, even though she was not yet in the picture, saying "I'll bet your wondering what this is all about." She then stepped into view, but only her reflection in the big bathroom mirror. She was naked, but her long shiny black hair was done, and she had her usual make up on. She always surrounded her eyes with dark eye liner, drawn to a point on the outsides to give her a sexy "cat" effect, and coated her full sexy lips with deep dark color.

Her 36c breasts were perfect and round, and were in no need of a bra. They didn't droop at all. Her shapely hips that led to her heart shaped ass, long sexy legs, and her pussy was shaved clean. What a sight!

She then said, looking into the camera through the mirror, "Yes baby, I went shopping today, but only for a new leather outfit to wear tonight. I hope you didn't mind" she said with a sexy, condescending smirk. "I thought you could watch me as I prepare for a really hot night."

My heart was breaking, but my rod was getting as hard as ever. Lisa then said. "First, I need to touch up my make up. I really want to stand out tonight." She applied a much heavier, darker eye liner, and drew the lines out side to a dramatic "cat" like I never saw her do before.

She then applied dark eye shadow to give her sexy eyes a real smokey deep look. I was in awe. then she applied deep blush to her cheekbones to accentuate her already beautiful facial lines. The final piece was another coat of the deepest red lipstick I ever saw. It was a DEEP dark blood red. She then covered her blood red lips with super shiny clear gloss. Her lips looked like they were dripping with a honey glaze. I was in a frenzy.

She then pouted her lips in the mirror, oh so sexily, then looked in the camera through the mirror and said, " I guess I should start getting dressed in my new black leather."

The scene switched to our bedroom, which was also well lit. Across the bed was every piece of her new outfit laid our perfectly. Lisa said with an evil bitchy smile, "I hope you don't mind how much I spent today. I had to go down town to this special boutique that specializes in fetish leather. I really did spend an awful lot of your money on this outfit, that someone else will be enjoying. How much will they enjoy? I'll just have to wait to see."

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A guy responding to one of my posts advised me to add a disclaimer to my letters. It seems that some of the on-line services haven't been posting my letters, so by adding this warning, maybe they will. So, if you aren't eighteen, don't read any further. This letter contains sexually graphic material and may not be suitable for everyone. If the idea of a woman having sex with several partners offends you, then don't read my letters. Okay?

Tuesday, April 30, 1996

Hi Everybody,

The following is a true story. It is not as wild as most of the stories I've read here, but then, most of those aren't true. My name is Bobbi Sue, and just recently, I decided to spice up my sex life. But first, let me tell you about myself. I am pretty short, only 5'1" tall, and I weigh about 105 pounds. My blond hair is shoulder length and my eyes are blue. I've been told that I'm cute, and without trying to sound conceited, I think it's true. I exercise every day, either running, roller-blading, swimming, or cross-country skiing (in the winter, of course), and as a result, my body is in really good shape. My measurements are 34A-22-34, and while my boobs are kind-of small, I have very prominent nipples. I've also been told that my best feature is my nicely-shaped butt. I am happily married, but my husband doesn't know about my latest exploits.

It all started when I discovered this newsgroup. Actually, my husband showed it to me as an example of how perverted some areas of the internet were. He is pretty prudish for a young guy (he's 26 and I'm 30), and I guess he thinks I am too. I guess I never gave him any indication that I might like some things that might sound a little kinky. And I'm not likely to now, knowing how he feels about such things. I'm not complaining; we have great sex together, so it's not like I NEED anything more.

Anyway, I started reading some of the stories in this newsgroup every once in a while. The ones that really get me wound up are the ones where husbands like to watch their wives with multiple partners. I personally can't think of anything sexier than having several guys ravish me. I mean, seriously, what woman wouldn't like that. The stories I read got me really hot! And usually, I'd wait for Tom (my husband) to get home, and seduce him. But sometimes I couldn't wait. On those occasions, I would go up to the bedroom and masturbate. At first I felt kind-of guilty. I mean, I quit masturbating when I got married four years ago! But after a few times, I just felt good, not guilty.

The first time I did it, I used my fingers on my clit, and that was great! After the first few times, though, I started craving some penetration, so I started using my fingers inside my pussy. I would usually start out using just one finger, but would eventually end up with four fingers buried to the last knuckle in my slit. Well, that was good, but I found myself craving something bigger and deeper. That's when I started using brush handles, candles, bottles, and eventually vegetables. Now when I go grocery shopping, I select the carrots and cucumbers based on how I think they would fill my pussy!

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My wife Becky, is the most beautiful woman I have ever known. 5'3" 105 lbs soaking wet. She has an ass I can hold in one hand. We had been married about 5 years and had told each other most of our secret fantasies. When ever I told her that I wanted to share her with another man, she told me that it wasn't her cup of tea, but when we fucked, she was wet as hell and came like she needed it. She was a dancer before we ever got together and it turned her on to be naked in front of strange men.

When we would go out to clubs, guys would always ask her to dance. I always said OK, have fun. They would grab her ass and it would drive me crazy with jealousy. Although at the same time I would get a rise. Just to piss me off she would grind her pelvis into their leg or run her hands over their body. I think she knew what she was doing to me and liked it.

One night we had rid ourselves of the kids and prepared to go out for the evening. She wore a short, clingy, white dress that showed off her panties when she bent over. Underneath she wore a tiny pair of white panties and no bra. God, she looked hot standing in front of the mirror with just those panties, putting on what little make up she wore and doing her hair. She laid out my clothes for me. She had bought me a thong with lightning bolts on the front and black levis and black and red cowboy shirt. She liked cowboys and wanted to ride a bull. Little did I know that's just what she wanted to do that night.

We went out to a cowboy club that had a mechanical bull. My wife made a beeline straight towards the bull and was soon in the saddle having the time of her life. She did not care that every guy in the place was watching her, so they could watch her body gyrate with the movements of that bull. Her dress would ride up, showing how high cut her panties were and she was expertly riding that bull for all it was worth. The guy that took the most notice of her was the guy running the machine. He knew how to get the most out of her, then throw her to the ground showing us all her most womanly attributes. He started off slow and kept building up pace until she couldn't take any more. She responded by hugging him after every ride and he responded by giving her more free rides.

In my jealousy, I started flirting with 2 ladies (Renee and Tawnya) who were telling me that she was acting like a slut. I was better than her and I shouldn't put up with that. I said "ladies help me show her what she is missing"

About 1:30 am, Becky came and asked me to get a room at the motel next door, since neither of us were in any shape to drive. I asked her if we could have a party with my 2 new friends and she said "only if I can bring my new friend".

What could I say, my head was swimming with possibilities. Would I get to watch my beautiful wife take a new dick inside her and would I get to fornicate with my new mistresses. I immediately went next door and booked us a room. By 2:00 am I had us all a room and a case of beer and a couple bottles of wine.

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When I was in high school, I was a cheerleader, which was synonymous with the word slut. I was 15 when the below episode happened, and had already lost my cherry and had numerous lovers. I lost my virginity when I was 13 to a man who's kids I used to baby-sit for. He and his wife had divorced after he caught her gang banging three black men. One night he came home and talked me into fucking him. After that, I found I loved fucking and would let anyone into my pants. But, I had never had the opportunity to make it with a black guy. I was curious, but I thought it wouldn't be right to have sex with someone of a different race. I did have a friend, Keith, who was black, though he never made any attempt to have sex with me. That is, 'til one summer day.

He invited me over to listen to albums and I accepted. After I got there, he asked me if I wanted a drink and I said yes. He came back with a strong rum and coke, and not having really ever drank alcohol, I got feeling pretty woozy real quick. We sat on his bed and soon he put his arm around me. I felt funny about it, but let him keep it there. The next thing I knew, he was kissing me. I felt very horny real quick and I kissed him back. His hands went to my tit and his thumb ran across my nipple, causing it to harden and make me even more horny. This continued for about fifteen minutes and I was like putty in his hands. When I felt his hand at the crotch of my cutoffs, I jumped and moved it away. "No Keith, we can't do that!" "Why not?" he asked. "Because I'm going steady with Jimmy, and what we've already done has gone too far, and also because of our differences. It's not right to do this with someone who's not the same race!" Then he kissed me again, and I made a very feeble attempt at breaking it. His hand went right back to rubbing my pussy through my shorts, and it felt so good, I couldn't make him stop. Before long, he undid my shorts and began to pull them down. I whimpered "Please, no Keith. Please stop!" But he just kept on going. I felt my pussy get wet and I went with the flow. Soon, he had my clothes completely off of me and I lay there naked in his arms. He pushed me back on the bed and I felt my legs begin to spread to allow him access to my cunt. I felt his fingers enter me and go in deep. As they moved around, I got even hotter. He kissed me again, his tongue probing sliding into my mouth. He took my hand and placed it on his cock. I was amazed! He was huge! He undid his pants and I got my first view of it. It had to be a foot long!

He began to move between my legs and I felt his cock bump against my swollen mushy cunt. I said sharply "No! We can't do this! Please, Stop!" "He said "Baby, I got to cum! If I can't fuck you, will you suck my cock?" Well, I've done that numerous times with guys who I didn't want to fuck, and figured it would be OK to do it. So I told him yes and he lay back. I lowered my head to his massive cock, then opened my mouth and sucked him in. My lips were stretched wide due to his size, but I took in all I could. He only lasted about ten minutes before he shot off in my mouth. Most guys usually spurt three or four times, and fill my mouth. I swallow the cum, then we're done. Keith spurted about a dozen times, and each one was more than I ever had at once! I tried to swallow it all, but some of it dripped out onto my chin. He then lowered his head to my pussy and began to eat me out. Soon, I felt his cock harden again. I was so hot that I just had to cum. When he moved betwe en my legs again, I didn't put up a fight about it. My body needed his cock, and needed it right away! I felt his cock split open my cunt and enter me. As he slid into me, I came, and came. I couldn't very well ask him to stop that he had a "taste" of my cunt, so I let him continue. He slid in to the back of my tiny cunt, and stopped while I got used to his size. He was so fucking big that it almost hurt, but the ecstasy that I felt overrode any feeling of pain. As my cunt stretched, he went in farther. The biggest cock I had ever felt in me prior to Keith was about six inches in length. He doubled any other cock I had ever had, and the thickness was indescribable. Finally, I felt his balls resting against my ass and I knew that he had fully entered me. Then he began to fuck me. I cried out and came repeatedly as he thrust in and out of me. I had never had it this good before. His size was not only satisfying me, but driving me further towards the most powerful orgasm I ever had.

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When Audrey first saw Aaron, she thought he was a burglar. She had been going out to her car to get her briefcase when she saw the moonlight catch a figure on her neighbor's garage roof. The Hammonds had only moved in four months ago, and Audrey was horrified at the thought that they would be the first family in the quiet neighborhood to be robbed. She froze in the driveway, in her bathrobe, and tried to see whether the figure was about to climb in a second-story window, or just climbing out.

Neither was the case. As Audrey's eyes adjusted to the dark, she could clearly see a young man, sitting cross-legged on the roof. She could just make out the red glow of his cigarette, and he appeared to be staring at the stars.

She noticed the beat-up car in the Hammond's driveway, and the University decal on the back window. Not like a burglar to park in the driveway, Audrey thought. More like a kid home from college. She had some vague recollection of a conversation with June Hammond the day after they moved in. Now the details came back.

The two-year-old girl, Kim, was June's. George Hammond, the husband, had a son from a previous marriage who was a freshman at a school in Massachusetts. Audrey tried to think of the son's name, but nothing surfaced. June had been far more eager to talk about Kim, that day. And most days since, Audrey noted.

Audrey got her briefcase and pulled her bathrobe tighter in the brisk air of late May. She looked back up at the boy on the roof, just to see him crawling back in his bedroom window.

The next morning, Audrey was on a plane to meet with a client in Philadelphia. She liked business trips; she usually had at least one co-worker or assistant with her, and it was nice to have people to talk to after hours in the hotel bar. Audrey had lived alone since her divorce two years ago, and work-related travel had become a welcome break from solitude.

Not always, of course. Audrey had gone to Philly with two other people from the office, a married man a few years older than her, and a female assistant a few years younger. It was apparent that those two would be sleeping together from the moment they got on the plane. And the client was horrible. And so was the hotel bar. So Audrey spent six days in the City of Brotherly Love, alone, watching TV in her room.

On Friday, around mid-afternoon, Audrey finally pulled into her driveway. As she got out of the car, she heard banging on her high back fence. She moved around the house to her back patio, and immediately saw what had been going on. A trail of water ran from her small in-ground pool across the cement and over the seven-foot fence that separated her backyard from the Hammond's.

Normally, Audrey wouldn't have been bothered by a pool-hopping teenager. She used to let the previous neighbor's kids swim all the time. But that day, after that trip, the idea of other's having fun while she was so tired and upset opened something inside her. And out of that new opening came a lot of emotion. Audrey got as far as her fridge before collapsing on the floor. She held her head in her hand and did a few months worth of crying.

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My husband and I recently hosted a going away party for one of our friends. There were fifty people there, friends of ours and his. Jack was going Australia for his work and would be gone for about three months. As is usual, I couldn't hold my liquor and was soon feeling pretty drunk. My husband Steve knows how I get when I've had too much to drink and he kept on encouraging me to have more.

After the party was beginning to wind down, Jack asked me to go for a walk with him. I agreed and soon we were in the woods strolling along hand in hand. "Beth, I think I'm going to miss you the most while I'm away" he said. "Oh? Why's that?" I asked. "I've been jealous of Steve for a long time. You're one of the sexiest, most beautiful women I've ever seen" he replied. "Could I kiss you good bye?" My mind was working in a haze due to the alcohol, and I agreed. After all, what's a kiss? I found out his idea of what a kiss is very quickly. He took me in his arms and his lips sought out mine. I felt limp in his arms, he was so commanding. His tongue sought out mine and soon was exploring my mouth. At the same time, his hands were moving down my sides and around to my ass. He began to squeeze my firm ass cheeks and it felt great! But, I had to stop this. I was married after all. I broke the kiss saying "Jack, this isn't a friendly good bye kiss!" He replied "No, but I'd like something more to remember you by while I'm away. Come on Beth, I want you." He again kissed me and I readily opened my mouth. His tongue moved around, darting this way and that inside my mouth. I whimpered as his hand brushed my tit and he took that as a go ahead.

We sat on the ground and he continued kissing me. His hands were all over me, feeling, stroking, squeezing. I felt like I was on fire. I knew that this was wrong, yet I had no control over it.

"Please Jack, this isn't right. I can't" I stammered, but my protests fell on deaf ears. Soon, he had my tits out and was playing with one nipple as his head dropped to the other. I felt so horny that I couldn't fight even if I wanted to . I grabbed his head and pulled it hard to my tit as he sucked on it. I felt his hand drop to my thigh and lightly rub the inside of it. As it went higher under my dress, I felt my legs spread as if they had a mind of their own. It felt as though it was taking a lifetime for him to make his way to my cunt. When his hand finally reached my panties, he found them soaked through. He rubbed my clit through the soaked material, and I came. No warning, I just came. My body shuddered as wave after wave of orgasm took me over. I hadn't cum like that since I was first married. I heard him unzip his pants and knew that soon I'd feel his cock inside of me. I wanted it desperately. I also knew it was wrong, but I had no control over it. My body had betrayed me and I wasn't about to stop anything else that would happen.

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I CAUGHT MY WIFE CHEATING. It actually started a number

of years ago, but a long period of time passed before I

realized what was happening behind my back. As I think

back, my first inclination as to what was happening

came when my wife started douching 3 and four times a

week, which she had never previously done. I noticed

empty douche bottles in the shower on a regular basis.

One day I came home from work at the regular time and

headed down stairs to put some wood on the fire. As I

passed the den, I noticed the shades pulled down

tightly. I walked into the den and noticed a spot on

the beige suede couch. As I examined the spot, I

noticed it was actually a wet area that was somewhat

sticky. I immediately assumed the worst and a visual

image of my wife lying on the couch having sex with

someone burned in my mind. I gingerly leaned forward

and smelled the damp area. There was no doubt now as

the smell of sex was definitely there. I couldn't

believe that she might actually be having sex there in

my house while I wasn't home. I knew at this point that

I would have to develop a plan to confirm my suspicions

or better yet, catch her in the act. What concerned me

a great deal was that I knew my wife was not on any

birth control and I worried that if she was cheating on

me that could be a real issue.

Now I started to carefully keep track of the used

douche bottles she left in the bathroom. Over a period

of two or three weeks, the douche bottles traced a

record of her sexual activities. Every Monday Wednesday

and Friday became a regular pattern. Even a Saturday

afternoon when she supposedly was on a clothes shopping

trip, the empty bottle appeared in the shower after her

return. I'm thinking to myself that this guy whoever he

is, is getting more sex than I am. I decided that it

was time to learn more. Monday morning I got up and got

dressed and headed to work as usual. Driving to the

other side of the block I parked the car and walked

back to the house before she got up from bed. I slipped

into the house and hid inside a downstairs closet until

she awoke. When I heard the shower, I headed upstairs

to the bedroom and stepped inside my bedroom closet.

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Like any husband who enjoys the theme of watching the wife with another man, I had fantasised about watching my gorgeous wife Judy being fucked by another for years.

This had stayed a fantasy/role plaything that we both enjoyed during sex and it stayed a fantasy until our holiday in Tenerife this summer.

Judy is a stunning 35 yr old strawberry blonde, lovely legs and a nice pair of 36C tits, she basically has all the curves in all the right places, we have been married for 14 yrs, still have a very good sex life and we still love each other as we did when we first met.

We took the chance of 10 days without the kids as their respective grandparents took them to Disneyland for a treat, we got to retreat to the sun of Las Americas.

For the first week we just chilled by the pool had a few drinks and then a nice evening meal. I had got into the habit of going for a walk about 2pm to get a British newspaper and sneak in a quiet beer or two, leaving Judy sunbathing by the pool.

On returning from my walk mid way through our second week I returned to find Judy chatting to three middle aged guys from south England, they had pulled their loungers around Judy and introduced themselves as Brian, George and Tom.

They were all in there fifties, but looked in reasonable shape for their age, George especially was a well built man, good looking and he knew it as he came across as a very confident man.

After my introduction the guys explained they were from the larger sister hotel to ours and had wandered over to see the facilities at ours, saw my lovely wife by herself and decided to keep her company. They proceeded to buy us a round of drinks and then we chatted away the rest of the afternoon.

Judy had made no effort to cover herself up and the fact that my lovely wife was inches away from these three strangers wearing only a small pair of bikini bottoms and her lovely tits gleaming with oil was making my mind whirl and my cock stir.

On several occasions I caught the guys looking her over and smirking to each other, obviously thinking how much they would enjoy giving my wife one. Their company was good however and we had a good laugh with them telling us stories of their exploits chasing the ladies during their holidays.

That evening when Judy and myself were changing to go out I teased her about the guys drooling over her, she laughed it off but I could tell by the tone of her reply she knew it to be true and she had enjoyed their attention.

This went on for the next few days, I would return from my daily jaunt and the three would be there surrounding Judy, she even had allowed Tom the oldest of the three to rub lotion on her back when I was not there, something he enjoyed telling me, he was testing my reaction and when I just shrugged my shoulders he winked at me and stated that " he would give a months wages to rub oil on her lovely big tits" Judy playfully slapped his leg and told him not to be crude but I knew he was serious and the guys had serious ambitions about fucking my wife.

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I hardly know where to begin. I'm all shook up inside. I can't think rationally. I don't know what to do. My wife had an affair and I saw it happen and didn't do anything about it. Now I have to live with the consequences. My wife Linda and I, I'm Chuck, have been married for twenty-one years. We have a daughter who is twenty-one and married. She is our only child. She's been out on her own for a year now. For those who like to deal with ages and dates, my wife was pregnant when we got married. Linda is a good looking woman, far from being a Barbie doll, but a decent looking woman just the same. She's about 5'4" on the heavy side maybe 160 lbs. Of course when we got married she was a lot thinner. At forty-one she still attracts attention. Probably because she has 40D tits and wears short skirts, which heavier women usually don't do. I'm nothing special; I'm 5'10" 220 lbs. I am a little overweight also. I guess after seeing my wife have sex with another man (she doesn't know I seen her) it makes me a cuckold, because I didn't stop it when I had the chance. I don't want to be a cuckold and plan on doing something about it. I just don't know what, yet? It's tearing me apart inside just thinking about it. I have to do something soon before the rage over takes me. Please let me regress back: In our younger days we had sex a lot, we still do. I was pretty jealous back then. I got pissed if I seen her even talking to guys. I knew most guys just wanted in her pants or at least see how far they could go. I told her that and she always just laughed it off. Looking back now I don't know if she had affairs or not. There's no way of knowing and besides I'm trying to deal with the latest liaison. We do most everything in the sex department, other then a few of the fetishes. We both like oral, fuck in any position, and once in awhile anal. I've always been there for her sexually. I don't know why she had to cheat on me. I have to tell you that I get off reading erotica, maybe I'm two-faced or just totally mixed up. I get off reading stories where married woman are seduced. I love the stories where married woman are caught cheating on their husbands. It's a real turn-on for me. The odd thing is I want the woman to get caught and for the husband to wreak havoc on the cheating couple.

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A week after telling Roger over drinks that I loved fat

women he was in my office wanting to chat. He looked

nervous and shuffled from foot to foot before speaking,

"Pete, remember you said you liked big women right?" I

nodded and he went on, "Well, you've never meet my wife

Mary but she's big," again I nodded looking at him

standing there and wondering where this was going.

"Where having problems in the sex department, and I was

wondering if you could help me out," he was serious. He

went on to explain that he and his wife had had problems

ever since the birth of their son fives years ago, he

said Mary had always been big but mainly around the

breasts. The problems was after the birth she not only

increased her bust but her belly and ass too and that now

he had trouble getting a hard on.

He went on to say that after a lot of arguments and a lot

of talking she had agreed to let him go to a whore for

sex but only if he found her some one too. He now looked

at me with a grin on his face, he wanted me to service

his wife for him so that he could go have some fun on his

own, this was strange. "I don't even know your wife Roger

what do you expect me to do?" I asked amazed that he even

asked me.

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We had been seeing each other for a while now, and each

time the sex was getting better. Little discoveries of

pleasure spots each time had led to some very hot

sessions.

This particular day I heard her car pull up and waited

for her to come inside. In the background the TV was

playing a porn movie the sound track betraying the

moans and squeals of pleasure from the various

actresses. As she walked through the door in a glance I

took her in noticing her hard nipples under her

clothing and the slight flush on her cheeks and throat.

I moved towards her and took her in my arms

passionately kissing her lips sliding my tongue into

her mouth, my hand dropping to clutch one of her ass

cheeks in my hand.

I felt her thrust her hips into mine causing my cock to

thicken and lengthen. She continued to grind against me

while sucking my tongue in her mouth; I cup one of her

tits in my hand gently stroking the nipple making it

harden even further.

Her breathing was starting to get a little ragged and I

could feel her body trembling all over.

I broke off the embrace and led her to the couch and

told her to sit down. Once seated, she reached out and

cupped my bulge in her hand, and looked up at me with

pure lust in her eyes.

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I've always been hung up on the female posterior. As a young man I'd delight in those moments in department stores, subway stations, or anywhere that had an attractive woman ascending a staircase or escalator, when I could get a nice view of a good pair of buttocks encased in slacks, jeans, or better yet: a skirt.

I wasn't rude about it, mind you. Admiring is more the term I'd use, not drooling. Still, as I moved past the loss of my virginity and on toward acquiring girlfriends and then a wife, my biggest turn-on remained viewing the well-formed backsides of women. There's just something that takes my breath away when a lover turns to reveal her skirt or panties or slacks slipping down over her smooth, rounded cheeks. To me it's the perfect combination of artistic beauty and raw, steamy sex.

An Italian-American woman who lived across the hall from me when I had my first apartment comes to mind, for the great favors she did. Aside from taking pity on my poor dietary habits and inviting me over for a home cooked meal several times, this 30-something divorcee loved to have long conversations about cinema with me, once she learned that I was majoring in the subject at college.

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