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Just Desserts

by wives on April 22, 2015

It was to be an exciting night. We planned a little dessert party when we had our son stay at his grandmother’s for the night. What we didn’t know was just how exciting it would really be. Our invites told everyone to dress as sexy as they could. Since most of our friends had children it was a reason to dress up a little. When the guests arrived there was plenty of cleavage and booty showing for both male and female eyes to take in.

My wife Christine had her 36 DD’s on display with a strapless bandanna top, mini skirt and high heels, giving her 5′ 2″ frame a little more height. I was dressed in a pair if tight jeans and short sleeve gauze style shirt opened down the front.

We prepared several dessert selections for all to enjoy and had an excellent choice of liquors and wines on display. This was also a night for us to break in our new pool and lanai area. Candles were floating in the pool and we encouraged our guests to bring their swim suits/or not, to swim and have a good time. As I made my way around saying “Hi,” to our guests I saw the guys were checking out Christine’s ample curves.

For this evenings event we invited our usual crowd of friends along with some new ones including our veterinarian/friend Jeff. Also here was my wife’s former boyfriend, Fred, who was in town on business. As the night progressed, people started to really enjoy themselves. Some of the ladies would brush up against me as I walked by or make sure I caught a glimpse of their tits. Every so often I noticed Christine talking to people and the guys would either be looking at her magnificent chest or rubbing up against her beautiful ass. Some of our friends made it into the pool after changing into some really hot swimsuit that left little or nothing to the imagination. It was turning into a great night for all to just blow off some steam and engage in some adult conversation and fun.

Christine was enjoying herself as well with all of the attention she was getting, especially from her ex, Fred. She has always had, “a thing”, for Fred, often fantasizing about fucking him again. Even though their relationship did not go well, they were able to remain friends and I didn’t mind since we are both comfortable in our relationship after 10 years of being together.

Fred and Christine were talking with Jeff in one of the low-lit areas of the lanai. We kept the lighting low with some good party/fuck me music on. As I walked by to tend to our other guests I noticed Fred as well as Jeff each had a hand on her ass, and she in turn had a huge smile on her face. I smiled at her as I walked by and continued to chat with our friends making sure everyone was enjoying the festivities.

Steamed

by wives on March 14, 2015

My wife and I, both 40, have always enjoyed hot tubbing. It started when we were dating. We would grab a bottle of Korbel Brut, reserve a room at a nearby hot tub establishment, and find various ways of getting each other off in the hot bubbly water. Marriage and two children have not stopped us from enjoying hot tubbing and each other. However, one day last winter, changed hot tubbing as I knew it.

Winter in the Northwest is dreary. Cold, wet, rain… On a Monday in January, my wife asked if I would like her to arrange a babysitter after work one night during the up coming week, and reserve an hour hot tub session. Of course, I said, “YES”, anticipating a hot, steamy sucking and fucking session. Not a bad way to end a stressful day at work. On Wednesday, she called me after lunch and said she had made a reservation at Elite Hot Tubbing for 5:30pm. I said, “Great!! I’ll pick up a bottle of champagne on my way”.

Stopped at a traffic light, my mind wandered to thoughts of seeing the steam float off my wife’s tits. These thoughts gave me an instant hard on. Although my wife has had two kids, her body is still in great shape. She works out at the YMCA, and it shows. I’ve always loved her tits. As I pictured myself sucking on them, I heard the car behind me honk. The light changed green, but I was obviously in another place.

I arrived a little late due to rush hour traffic. I expected my wife to be waiting in the lobby, dressed in a tight black outfit. She knows how hot she looks in black. And when I see her in black, I can’t control myself. However, when I opened the door, she wasn’t in the waiting area. I told the cashier my name and asked if my wife had already checked in. She said, “yes, they’re waiting for you in room #1.” I didn’t think much of it, but as I approached room #1, I heard laughing and giggling. I knocked on the door, and heard my wife say, “who is it?”

I responded with, “it’s me honey.” A couple of seconds past, the door unlocked and opened slowly. My wife, smiling and standing in front of me naked, steam coming off her hot, wet body, nipples hard from the cool breeze flowing in from the open door, said, “Hi babe! Come in and join us.” Us, I thought. As my eyes made their way across the room, I noticed an empty bottle of champagne sitting on the counter, two sets of bras and panties hanging from hooks, and my wife’s friend Michelle from California sitting in the hot tub.

Roberts Wife

by wives on January 23, 2015

I must thank Robert sometime for his sick and twisted thoughts. You see, my buddy Robert invited me over to his house one night for some sports and beers. One monday night we were obviously tipsy and began divulging our sexual fantasies to each other. We were both married to women whom were sexually dirty in the privacy of the bedroom, but that was where it stopped. Of course, In my mind, I often visualized getting his wife alone and ravaging her cunt so hard. I felt that it was my duty to give her something that she was never to have again, having been married for a while now. But neither he nor her would ever swing that way. So we would tell each other of what nasty things we did with our wives to sort of, get off in a different way. Last week I had told him about how I talked my wife into some costumed roll playing. I had a toga from my college days and she had a Cleopatra outfit to match. We made a pillow stacked harem in our den where we had wine, grapes and some explicit encounters. Robert loved that idea.

He said, “damn you are a lucky guy. Your wife has a shape that would look great in something tight like that.”

I told him “Rob, you have to try the costume thing. The women get so into it. I bet your wife would really dig acting out fantasies.” He told me that they don’t really have any costumes around. He did say however, that his wife had plenty of fancy dresses.

He said too much.

I immediatly ran through what seemed to be dozens of notions in my mind. Different possibilities. And genius struck.

“I have an idea that you might find fun. It’s easy and probably pretty romantic.”

“Really,” he responded. “I am all ears.”

I asked if she had any fancy black dresses. Something that complimented her body. Preferably a v-neck. He told me that one of her friends had just bought her that exact dress. Black, long, elegant, with a deep v-neck that accentuated her bust. Oh my thoughts began racing and my blood got hot. I imagined her in it with her 36B tits creating a lustful cleavage that you’d want to bury your face in and suck away. I said “perfect. And you do still have that black trench coat with a matching black shirt and slacks.”

He responded a “yes, sure. What are you getting at”

“Well”, I said. “I have a phantom mask from Phantom of the Opera. With that and maybe a red rose, the two of you could go see the show which happens to be playing in town for the rest of the week. Have a nice dinner and drinks before, see the show, and return home where you break out the mask and the wine and champagne that you had chilling in the bar, and the two of you passionately make love all night long. She will love it. Im telling you.” He must have dug the idea because I saw his dick rise to a pup tent in his pants. It must have hurt. I know, Ive seen Robert take a piss before when we used urinals next to each other once. We are built roughly the same and coincidentally have the same size cocks, which is the keystone behind my plan which was playing itself out to the tee. I told Robert I’d bring him the mask sometime this week and he’d be set.

Friday night rolled around as it always does. Robert gave me a call before they left to thank me for the idea, the mask, and just for being there. I told him, “forget about it. Twas my pleasure”, as I smirked at myself. “By the way, what time do you plan to get home so I can tell my wife not to call yours and bother you guys.”

Upskirt and More

by wives on December 27, 2014

It was a big barbecue to celebrate the warm weather FINALLY arriving. My name is Rhonda. I got to the party with my husband and we began drinking and enjoying ourselves. I’m only thirty, in great shape, tall slim in a size 5, big c/d cups that I work out enough to keep pretty perky especially in a push-up bra.

I was wearing a denim skirt, not mini, but not long, and a cream colored blouse that kind of wrapped across my front with a low neck-line. In the V of the neck my half-cup push up bra put my cleavage at the lashes of most of the men there. My husband Darren is pretty average, tall dark, handsome, pretty muscular I guess. He knows I’m attractive and likes when others take notice. We once discussed going further and decided at the time against it. ‘Maybe when we’re forty and sick of each-other’ we joked.

On this particular night we had been cooped up all winter. Heavy coats and long cold nights had kept me covered and I was feeling frisky and daring. We drifted together and apart as the night progressed. I noticed some dancing going on and told my husband the next time I bumped into him that I wanted to dance. He was a little too drunk he confessed, but told me I could if I kept it clean. I smiled a little tipsy myself. The next time I passed by the dancing which was away from the house near the tree-line of the large yard I lingered until someone asked me to dance.

“I’m married, so it’s just a dance.” I giggled. The guy smiled graciously and nodded. We danced and I really enjoyed it after the dance with a bit of fire spreading in my groin I headed back towards the house to locate my husband. I didn’t find him, but wandered my way inside where there was a quieter more intimate setting. I soon ended up talking to another couple and two guys about local real estate and schools or something pretty trivial, but engrossing. I sipped my rum and coke and relaxed forgetting about my husband. A half hour passed and we ended up sitting around in a downstairs den. We were chatting and gabbing while the tv buzzed through the news on mute.

I was beginning to lose track of time, but didn’t mind it was warm and cozy and I was feeling the booze and a light flirtatious arousal. The other woman seemed to be feeling my vibe and feeding it. I was sitting in a recliner and she the corner spot of a large sectional sofa. She had jeans on and she kicked off her shoes and curled up her legs, encouraging me to get comfy and relax. I kicked off my sandals and wrapped my legs up under me, causing my skirt to creep high on my legs, but I wasn’t showing anything more than thigh, so I didn’t care.

It was cooling off and one of the guys got the gas fireplace going. The conversation kind of gave way to a comfortable quiet and I soon found myself half nodding off in the comfort of the chair by the warmth of the fire. I wasn’t out more than a few minutes when I woke the couple were making out very heavily and the two guys were just watching. The guy had one hand up her T-shirt and the other was fiddling in her jeans which were un-done. I couldn’t help but watch. A few minutes later the man pulled his glistening fingers from his wife’s panties and they went upstairs.

Sloppy Wife

by wives on November 2, 2014

Last evening my wife came into the den and informed me that she had discovered my collection of Penthouse letters magazine. She was very upset and questioned why I needed outside stimulation. She wanted to know what exactly was the turn-on that the stories provided.

I was too surprised to lie. I immediately told her that I get a real kick out of the wife sharing stories. In fact, I find them extremely erotic.

She was shocked, she wanted to read some of them before passing judgement. I went out in the garage and found an issue about a man that had his wife fuck another man then come home and tell him about it while they fucked.

“Is this what you like?” she asked.

“uh, yes” was my reply

“What if I did it, would that turn you on?”

“I think so”, I was getting hard as we discussed it.

“I don’t think you would like it if I were really going to do it. Oh, my god, You’re getting hard aren’t you?”

I couldn’t hide it, my cock was stiff as a board.

“OK buddy, let’s discuss this in the bedroom.”

Let me give you a little backround. My wife of 15 years is drop dead gorgeous. She is 38 years old, long brown hair, an absolutely beautiful face and a body to kill for. She looks 10 years younger than she is and has no trouble attracting men. She also knows that she is desirable because other men are always commenting to her about her qualities.

We went up to our bedroom and Lynn turned to me and said, “So, you want me to fuck someone else and bring my cum filled pussy home for you, is that what you are saying?”

Weekend At The Spa

by wives on October 19, 2014

We have been for seven years and had two children and we must admit that our sex life was somewhat dull. Approaching our wedding anniversary we had decided to have a weekend away without the kids. After a lot of discussion we agreed to try visiting a naturist spa which had a hotel as part of the complex.

We arrived at the spa on the Friday afternoon both feeling very nervous. We were shown around by a man wearing just a towel. The complex had a wet area containing a swimming pool two Jacuzzis a steam room and sauna there was a gym and a lounge/bar. It was still early afternoon so the place was fairly quiet; we only saw a few single guys and one couple. It felt really weird seeing people walking around naked and being totally unconcerned about who saw them. We were shown to our room which was spacious featuring a king size bed with a couple of white fluffy towels in the middle of it.

We were both excited and rushed to strip off. I already had a raging hard on. When Lyn (my wife) saw it she could stop herself she had to go down on it, although she had never let me cum in her mouth it wasn’t long before she had me cumming all over her large tits.

After my hard on had died down we wrapped ourselves in the towels and went down to the wet area slipped the towels off and jumped into the pool. We both agreed that it felt wonderful to be swimming around with no restriction of any swimming costumes the flow of water around my bollocks felt great.

We then moved into the larger of the Jacuzzi where the other couple were sitting accompanied by two of the single guys. The couple introduced themselves as John and Maria, they seemed a friendly couple. I noticed that one of guys (Gary) was very close to Maria and the other (Tim) was very close to Lyn. After a while I felt one of Lyn’s hands on my cock under the bubbles. My cock responded immediately by getting hard. I thought if it’s ok for her to play with me it is ok for me to play with her, so I reached down to where her pussy was ready to give her clit a good rub only to find there was already a hand there – Tim’s! Lyn just smiled at me and I knew she was happy with the arrangements.

Sunrise Shoot Off

by wives on August 14, 2014

This is a story about my wife’s experiences at a Fraternity party during the 1980’s. I met and married Celia, my wife, while in college. I was a star football player who realized the NFL was not in my immediate future. I had reasonable good grades and after graduation went to work in the insurance field. Celia had worked throughout her college years in a bank and had accumulated valuable job experience, which allowed her to get job offers all over the USA. We settled in the Virginia Beach area and started our life together.

A little background on Celia; she was the youngest of three daughters in a Baptist family and always felt shy around her two older sisters, who while not beautiful were attractive and given to rebellion against their parents. They violated all the major strictures to include drinking and fucking. Several classmates of mine in college told me that Celia’s sisters were very good at what they did. Celia was 5’6, brown hair, green eyes, great legs (from years of dance classes) and small, but cute and sensitive tits. While she had fooled around with some other boyfriends during college, I was the one to take her cherry and get her to enjoy swallowing cum.

After living in Virginia Beach for about a year, Celia was offered a promotion, but had to work in Williamsburg, about 30 miles north of where we lived. It was mostly highway driving so she could make a good commute time. It was while she was working in Williamsburg that she came into contact with a wild-living blonde sex machine named Kathy, who banked at Celia’s branch. Celia solved an erroneous debit problem with Kathy’s account and a friendship blossomed. They would have lunch and chat about everything, including sex, especially Kathy’s very active sex life.

Celia had limited sexual experience, mostly with me and a few lucky guys who only got to second base with her in college. The more Kathy talked about the different guys she had fucked over the previous weekends, the more Celia started to wish she could have had some of those experiences when she was in college. Kathy, the vixen, spotted a potential fuck pal in Celia and tried to encourage her to stay over night in Williamsburg with Kathy on a weekend. Celia gave in and told me she would spend the weekend with Kathy and be back home by Sunday afternoon. I figured it would do her good to spend some time with a girl friend and told her to have a good time.

Midwest Trip

by wives on August 1, 2014

Not too long ago my wife had the idea of traveling to a resort town in the midwest. It is the type of town that offers antique shopping, hillbilly shows, country music and shops that sell small homemade crafts. Not exactly my type of long weekend trip. I had no interest in this trip whatsoever. However, she convinced me we could make it exciting for both of us. My wife and I are in our late twenties and work out regularly. Susan is 5’2″, weighs 105 lbs, 34D, with blonde hair and blue eyes. Needless to say she attracts attention wherever we go and no matter how she is dressed. When she wants to, she can dress to kill.

Susan and I have a very active sex life. We like to make love in very unusual places, where there is a chance we could get caught. It has always been a fantasy of ours to make love in a public place knowing someone is watching, but without it being obvious we know they are there. However, this was just a fantasy and we knew we could not actually go through with it. We have never involved anyone directly in our sex life except for the occasional flashing Susan loves to do.

Susan loves to show off her body. She wears the type of cloths that reveal all of her lovely curves and an occasional “see through” dress. I love for Susan to wear a short skirt or dress with no underwear and flash men whenever she is in the mood. She has flashed the young shoe salesmen, pizza delivery boys, waiters, truck drivers, bellmen and various other men as we were traveling. This is exactly what she meant by making the otherwise boring trip to the midwestern resort area interesting for both of us. It is also exactly how she talked me into making the trip.

We arrived at the hotel around 2:00 PM and Susan changed into a very sexy, short, transparent beige sundress with no underwear. Now I have an interest in walking up and down the street shopping for whatever she is interested in shopping for. We drank margaritas all day and hit almost every little shop in town. The men on the street and in the shops got an eye full all day long and I was loving it. She and I were both very excited and I was ready to go back to the hotel by nine o’clock. Susan still wanted to see what else the town had to offer and told me I would be even more ready later. I don’t think I could have been any more ready. As usual, I was wrong.

Along the strip we noticed an Old Time Photography Studio and decided to check it out. We poured another margarita and went inside. The photographer was a tall thin young man in his early thirties. He spoke to us as we walked in and took a double take at Susan. He told us he was almost finished with the family he was with and that it was almost closing time, but if we could find a costume right away he would take a few pictures.

The Party Wife

by wives on July 5, 2014

I have a wonderful erotic experience to share with you. Some may think I am bad, and others will secretly wish they were me, however it happened and I have some very fond memories which I love to rethink and remember as often as possible.

I am the wife of an Air Force Master Sergeant who at the time was deployed overseas. I was 39 at the time with a son who had just moved to another city to attend college. It was last August when this happened and I was left all alone in the apartment to think of all the things I wish I could do and I especially thought of sex quite often.

I noticed two handsome black guys moving into the apartment complex on my floor and two doors down. It was hot and I decided to prepare some ice tea and ask them to join me on the back patio, which they did. We soon had exchanged conversation on our situations and they revealed that they were seniors in the University and would graduate next May.

They were very nice and thanked me for the ice tea and said if they could ever do anything for me to be sure and call on them. I said that it would be nice to have some men things done for me sometime and I would call on them. Zack winked at me and smiled and said, “Anything you need just call.”

Being they were near by we saw each other often and they would carry my bags in when I had returned from shopping and even changed a flat for me once. I noticed that they never passed up the chance to look me over, which I considered a compliment from two young men who were half my age. Well not quite, as I am 39, and 5 ft 9 inches tall, slender with a nice figure, 34-c breasts which are still very perky and jiggle when I walk along with my butt which has a nice wiggle.

One day Isaac informed me that they were having a Halloween party and wanted to know if I would be his guest. He said that they were having some couples over, serving food and beverages, and might even dance some. I thought, what the heck, I don’t have anything else to do. “Yes,” I replied, “I will be glad to come.”

As I later was reflecting on the situation I began to wonder if he was including me in the party or wanted me as “his guest” as he had put it. Could it be that I would be his date? No, that is impossible, an old woman like me and so many young pretty ladies at college. I do recall some of the looks Isaac had given me and the thought kept coming back and I was feeling the results down between my legs, a nice warm feeling and dampness.

I suspected that I would be the oldest one there and the only white woman. I wanted to look my best so I carefully planned my attire. I would wear my black below the knee skirt with slits up the sides, a white satin blue buttoned down the front accenting my nice pair of boobs.

I also found my red lacy panties and bra with the black trim I had bought for my Husbands return from another deployment several years back. Not that anyone would see them but they made me feel sexy and appealing. What am I planning? My seduction? His seduction? No, it will not happen. Isaac is not interested in me, he just wants to invite me to be nice.

The night arrived and I was nervous trying to decide if I really wanted to go. I knew that if I went I would surely seduce Isaac or him me. The party started at 8 PM and I watched through my slightly opened door the couples coming to the party, they were all black and young and beautiful. It was well after 8 PM when I decided that I was going and I knew that if I went that I would not say no if sex was an option. If he wants me I am his and if not I will come home and be alone with my thoughts and desires.

I went to the door and knocked, Isaac opened the door and said, “Hi, thought you might not come.” “Gee you look great.” He kissed me on the cheek and led me into the apartment and introduced me around. I noticed that everyone seemed to be paired up and Isaac and I were apparently a couple. We had some drinks and started dancing.

Isaac said, “I hope I can keep you to myself, as all the guys here are undressing you with their eyes.”

I said, “Don’t worry Isaac, you’re enough for me tonight,” and I giggled like a teen. (which is one of my things to do.) He held me close as we danced and I could feel his manhood stretching his pants and rubbing against my pelvic. I was getting very wet and weak kneed.

He gently squeezed my buttocks and whispered to me, “If you don’t want me tonight, please stop me now.”

I said, “Don’t worry, I want you more than you’ll ever know.”

He took my hand and we walked toward the bedroom passing couples in all states of passionate embraces and undress. As we entered the bedroom, Isaac held me and kissed me passionately as we groped each other. He trailed kisses down to my breast as he unbuttoned my blouse and unhooked my red bra, mumbling how nice my breasts were.

As he suckled them just as I remember they were suckled by my baby son years ago. Gee, I love to be suckled! He then trailed on down to my panties and he moved the crotch of my panties over and kissed my swollen lips and clit almost making me cum. As he removed my panties he kissed and licked me as no one else has ever done in my whole life.

I now started on Isaac, kissing his chest as I unbuttoned his shirt, feeling his muscular arms and remove his pants, revealing his bikini shorts with the most beautiful ebony cock peeking out above the top elastic, which I immediately kissed and licked. I was shaking all over with anticipation, seeing the black cock that I would surely feel spilling it seeds in my womb. I removed his shorts and we fell in bed.

As we both were so hot by this time, he started humping right away with me meeting every thrust with a thrust of mine. We had our orgasms almost immediately. We lay there for a few minutes then he asked if I though we were too hot for each other to which we both laughed and agreed that that was the hottest either of us had ever been.

We were together frequently until early December when he told me that he and his old girl friend had gotten back together. I was disappointed but I knew the score when we started.

One day Zack (the room mate) said that they were having a New Years Party and wanted to know if I would be his guest. I said, “Sounds great,” and “will your girl friend be there”? He said that they had broken up and that I would receive his full attention. Of course I knew what that meant. I was ready for another romp in bed and if Isaac was not available for me, Zack would be just fine.

I don’t want to repeat myself here so I will say the evening was about the same with Zack as with Isaac the first time. We started seeing each other regularly and one night as we were making love and Zack was paying attention to my clit, Isaac entered the room removed his clothes and started suckling my breast. Now I was hot and wanton.

I didn’t care what happened now, I just wanted sex and more sex. Isaac pulled me on top of his in a 69 position and proceeded to suckle my clit and I his beautiful ebony cock. My butt was exposed to Zack who mounted me doggy fashion and we were off to town. This was an incredible night. I was so hot and then I felt Zack shooting his load in my pussy, OH SO GREAT!

Zack collapsed and lay down as Isaac rolled me over and mounted my from the front and proceeded to pump me full of his seeds too. There is something about a man cumming in me that just makes me crazy.

We had sex like this till May when they graduated and left town and my husband returned in June. He now has a hot horny wife who he says if hotter than ever. Little does he know how I got this way and what I am thinking when we make love.

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