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    Straight Male / 37

    Last week, I loaded up the wife and kids and headed out of state for a well deserved ski vacation. The stress of last months happenings was taking it's toll on Linda , my wife and on me. Our house was burglarized while we were at her parents. The feeling of violation and helplessness is indescribable, all of our personal belongings and effects were gone through and almost all of our valuables are gone forever. Insurance helps, but not everything can be replaced. We discussed alarm systems or a dog but we already have a salt water fish tank and Pickles the Guinea Pig ( my daughter Megan's pet). We decided against a dog due to my son's allergies.


    I booked a suite at a resort in New England, with 2 bedrooms, a kitchen and bath and my wife Linda asked Paige, the kids babysitter to watch the pets and bring in the mail while we were gone. Paige is a High school senior who has been watching the kids for the last 2 years, has always been trustworthy and the kids like her. Although a little thick, she's very pretty but very shy. We gave Paige a key and a note with basic directions Sunday night and left on Monday.

    Apparently, we neglected to tell Paige about the motion activated wi-fi cameras we had installed after the break in. If you're unfamiliar with them, they send a text to your phone if activated allowing you to see, hear and respond to anyone in proximity. Every day around 3, I would get texts as Paige would enter the house, and go to the den and feed the fish and into Megan's room to feed Pickles. On Thursday, I didn't get the text until after 7pm so I checked the camera's. After feeding the fish, Paige went into Megan's room, fed the Guinea Pig and sat on the bed. She had earbuds into her phone and the dance music she was listening to was loud enough for me to hear it on the camera. I was shocked to see Paige open a window, and take out a pipe and rip a few hits! She went back to the bed and laid back, just looking at the ceiling and my daughter's posters on the wall. I wasn't really paying attention, but when I looked back at the phone she had her hand between her legs rubbing her crotch! The babysitter was jilling in my daughter's room!


    I took the phone into the bathroom and when I looked at it again, she had her pants open with one hand under her shirt and the other in her panties. I was getting hard as she pulled her top and bra up and started squeezing and pinching her nipples. They were hard and a bright pink and I was amazed at how hard she would tug on them. She turned around and I couldn't see her face but she grabbed Megan's pillow and stuffed bear, laid them on the bed and started rocking on them. I could hear the music but her breathing and moans started getting louder. She was bouncing pretty hard, and I had to unzip, I was really uncomfortable in my pants. I dropped them around my ankles and started stroking to Paige's masturbation show. I thought she came, but Paige rolled onto her back, lifted her butt into the air and wiggled her pants down to her knees. When she rolled, all I could see was the top of her head and her playing with her tits, but I could certainly hear her fingers going in and out of her very wet pussy.


    I was mesmerized by watching this shy young girl playing with herself and how hard she would pinch herself. As she got close to orgasm, she opened her hand flat, and started slapping her pussy lips as she raised her hips off the bed. I had to mute the phone because when she did come, she was screaming! I came so hard, I shot across the bathroom and had to take a bath towel to clean up the mess. I was exhausted. I took a hot shower.



    When I came out of the bathroom, I saw Linda on the bed wearing a new teddy and the kids were in their room. She asked I was ok, I was in there a long time, I just told her my body was sore from skiing. She told me to lie down, and she started giving me a massage. It turned into a very personal massage. Thank goodness I had a few Viagra s in my bag. It was starting to be a helluva night. No details about what I did with the wife, but I will say she had very sore tits and I had never slapped her pussy before. In the morning when we woke, she said it was different but enjoyable. I just laid back and imagined Paige as Linda sucked me off.


    There were no more incidents, and when we came home on Sunday, Linda went to pay Paige and I downloaded the camera footage into my personal portable hard drive. I don't think I'll mention the cameras yet, but I do anticipate the next time Paige babysits.


    There were no more experiences in the days that followed. When we came home, Linda paid Paige and I made sure the camera feed was stored on my personal portable hard drive. I will be waiting for the next time she babysits!

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    Straight Female / 27

    Caroline

    Accident at the checkout.

    I was walking home from the bus stop last night and I was desperate for a poo. I'd held it all day and at work and by the time I finished work I was busting to go. My stomach was in knots on the bus and when I got to my stop I nearly pood myself getting off. I clenched tightly against the pressure in my bowels but but it hurt my stomach to keep holding it. I walked for about a hundred yards when I felt an overwhelming urge to poo and I tried to clench against it but it was too much for me and I felt my anal hole open against my will as the turd forced its way out into my knickers. I felt relief and embarrassment but mostly relief right at this moment. I felt even more relief when I started wetting myself as well and I emptied a full bladder all down my legs while I was filling my knickers with a huge load. I felt so much better after that but the walk of shame after totally pooing and wetting myself was embarrassing.

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    Straight Female / 35

    Pitty Fuck gone gone wrong!!!

    Well Ladies and all you men out there, specially the ladies. I'm here to tell you I was a very firm believer in size does matter. I've had small, average, big, and then huge. Bigger cocks I always got the most pleasure from. Until a couple days ago that is.

    I'm a single parent that works in at a major retail chain, where I've gotten to know a man my age quite well. Long story short he's a girls best friend, so much so one would assume gay perhaps. When we first started working together he was so quiet and shy, and you could see he was usually down and depressed. One day we were teamed up to do a project together (the first time we spent any real time together within 10 feet of each other). I noticed right away his upper arms were quite scarred (boil type scars). After a half hour of small talk about work I finally asked him what happened to him. He used to be a welder/fabricator when there was an accident that left most of his upper body scarred. His family has genes for what I now know is keloid scarring. After more coaxing from me he talked more and more about it, and how it has ruined his life physically, emotionally, and has left him with no confidence in himself. The accident has left him physically limited, and from what little he showed me I can see why. I can also see why most women were turned off by him. He's a handsome man with big beautiful blue eyes and a gorgeous smile. But with most women who are hell bent on physical attraction would not give him the time of day upon learning of the scars. We chatted more and more about family past relationships, yata, yata, yata, the normal co worker chit chat. I as well he heard of each others past good and bad relationships. Most of his ending because women couldn't deal with the troubles he had with the scars. Which from his stories just tells me none of them were accepting of them and that is the meaning of a relationship is acceptance of all aspects of each other. The rest of the day was fun we were smiling, telling jokes having a ball. From then on we sat with each other during breaks, after a few months we started meeting up at bar's or diners where other coworkers met up at weeks end. We even started going to malls family gatherings etc. but we never ever considered us as an item. Of course we got the comments and lectures of why aren't we blah, blah, blah. as many more months go by we start talking much more in depth about about our lives, our sex lives in particular. Where I learned he in fact was not gay nor bi. He was just very quiet and shy. And has never made any advances at women since his last relationship after his accident. He had been single for 3 years at that point. I learned he was always cheated on which just added to his no self esteem. I actually felt guilty and sad when sharing my life stories compared to his. I really started feeling bad about sharing my flings with him. Remembering how in depth I'd go about some of my partners and our sex life. I starting thinking I'm such a bitch he's listening and more than likely getting turned on and has to go home and jerk off while I can so easily get on the phone and have a cock with in hours.

    I ended up shying away from him myself. About a month goes by of rarely speaking or barely even smiling let alone looking in his direction. He finally approached me and asked what was wrong, asking what he had done. All I could say was I'm sorry it isn't you before I could finish he cuts in and says I know I've heard it before. It's you and not me, story of my life. My heart sank when he said now you remember when you were so compassionate and saying how my exs were bitches for treating me how they did. Now your doing almost the same thing. That's when it hit home he was more than likely falling in love with me. All I could do was stand there in guilt he was right. But not for the reasons he was more than likely thinking.

    Thanksgiving rolls around and I know it's his favorite holiday, we end up getting paired up for another project. He was very quiet and very closed up. I finally broke the silence and just straight up told him the reason I shying way from him was because I was embarrassed and felt guilty for sharing so much detail about my sex life with him when I knew you hadn't had a women in years. He responded are you kidding me I loved hearing your stories. Even though it wasn't the real thing it gave me something new to jerk off to. Just as I'd assumed he was getting turned on, and now I feel even worse. But it also turned me on, and much as it turned me on I heart was so heavy with guilt. I've never ever thought about it in the sense that a man was perfectly content without the actual touch of a women. It was so sad I almost teared up, specially with how well I've gotten to know this man. He is so kind, loving, and caring, and never has done anything with only his interest at heart. The most unselfish man I've ever met other than my grandpa and father. Not to mention just how close my daughter has gotten to him, and how well he treats her and (shame on me) the things he has done for her and I, just an ongoing checklist of smiles he has brought to my daughter and I. That night I couldn't sleep a wink. It was mainly the feeling of sadness for him. I kept thinking there is nothing wrong with this man other than a bad accident that has left its toll on his body. Then I started thinking about the fact he admitted he jacks off to my sex life. I've never been hit so hard with arousal, I tried everything under the sun, all the toys in my drawer, vibrators, dildos, even dp with them didn't work. Sure I had orgasm after orgasm but it just didn't cure my craving. So I decided I would invite him to thanksgiving again this year, and then take him home with me and get the real thing.

    Thanksgiving day rolls around we eat get the usual why are you guys still not dating. I myself at that point was wondering the same thing. And if at all possible just added to my need to cure my wetness. I was so wet before the meal was even over I had to change into a pair of my moms panties. I think he could pick up on my scent as well, as I saw him checking me out non stop (maybe he always had in the past). We got done eating and started dishing out dessert, and started getting out different games we played as a family tradition. We were playing yahtzee, it was my turn but I was so lost in thoughts of this man I didn't realize it. He then broke me out of the day dream I was in by touching my leg and give a slight squeeze and rub. I instantly lost it I had an orgasm right there at the table. I know for a fact everyone knew it was an orgasm, no way it could be concieved of anything different. But him being the true man he is just says, I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you again. Did you see the doctor about that yet? He turns to my parents and said this has happened at work a few times as well. Her mind gets to wondering and gets startled coming back to reality. He made me seem a little crazy, but I didn't care.

    We finally get everything buttoned up at my parents and on our way home. There was a silence in the car until it was broken by him asking, did you really cum when I touched your leg? Or was I imagining it? I responded oh it was real, and all I can say right now get me home asap. I still need more. He instantly starts closing the door, reminding me of the scars and how he's not attractive. Then the bomb which I assume would affect any man, he revealed he only has a 5' cock. Going back to my past conversations with him on how I prefered big dicks over small any day of the week. I thought for sure it would cause him issues. I just assured him as that's true I do, but as any women says it's also not the size its what you do with it. Needless to say rest of the ride home was mixed emotions hoping his smaller dick can cure this ache in my pussy.

    We finally get back to my house, layed my daughter in her bed (thankfully fell asleep on ride home) We went into my bedroom and the full on assault on my body began. He kissed, licked and nibbled just about every square inch of my body. I had 4 orgasms before he even touched my pussy. He liked, kissed, and nibbled with perfection. He went down on me it was heaven I don't know how he did it but, he was tounging my gspot at the same time he was nibbling and sucking my clit. I came so hard I nearly passed out, the only thing I think that kept me from passing out was the fact he didn't stop. He kept on licking and sucking through 3 more orgasms. The only reason he stopped was because I had fallen off the other end of the bed apparently I was squirming so bad we had moved accross my king size mattress. We regrouped I started taking off his shirt. Of course he tried his hardest to leave it on. I managed to get him out of it, and my god. this poor man.....I can see why he's so shy, and honestly why most women couldn't handle it. I felt so bad for him, I was taken back for a few moments I wont like. I could never imagine the scarring being that bad. My caring mothering instincts took over I went got a bottle of lotion and started rubbing lotion on them and giving him a massage. This was key I think for he and I, as he opened up fully and let his guard completely down. I then started kissing his chest, shoulders, neck and I hit it. He informed me some of the scars are very sensitive, he wasn't lieing. Thats when I more or less fell in love with the scars, when I licked, nibbled and sucked on a couple it was as if he had a clit. He went totally nuts. I can't explain why but this drove me even crazier, I couldn't help but grind my pussy on his stomach, thigh, leg, anything I could come into contact with. His cock was as said only 5 inches. But decently thick, I sucked that cock to the back of my throat and stroked and moaned on it until he shot the biggest load of cum I've ever had to try to swallow, 5 gulps worth. He quickly said sorry it's been a few years. Taking that much cum turned me on even more, I've had 5 orgasms to this point and still my ache hasnt dulled one bit. He then lifted me up and layed me on the bed and slowly pressed his body onto mine. While staring into my eyes it slowly pushed his cock into my juice flooded pussy. From that moment on it was a daze of orgasm after orgasm, he nailed my gspot like nobody else before. I couln't stop cumming, I do and can squirt most of my squirting has been forced. Past lovers would encourage me to try or to just push let it go, and yes I would successfully squirt. This time it was different without any encouragement or hints of thats what he was trying to do. The flood gates opened nothing about these orgasms were forced, I couldn't even keep myself from squirting, every orgasm I had was uncontrollable. His movements and strokes were so magical I was crying in pleasure. Then came the deeper penetration he put my legs on his shoulders sprawled out as if he was doing push ups and just hammered it home. Pin point accuracy on every sensitive spot in my pussy stroke after stroke. The orgasm I had could of watered my lawn for a month. I couldn't stop shacking and quivering. I so caringly brought my legs back down and stared into my eyes as he caressed my face and neck, giving me deep sensual kisses as he continued to slowly and passionately make love to me. It was a hands down a different kind of orgasm from the previous. We were making love, I kept pulling pushing his body into mine. I couldnt get enough of him into me. I don't mean his dick either it wasnt the size I wanted it was his body and soul. This 5 inch dick has done more to my pussy than any dick big or small before it. Stoke after sweet stroke he brought me to another 2 orgasms just when I tought I couldn't cum anymore he started kissing me so deeply and passionately, I felt his back tense up, he starting holding me so tight as he started to throb in my pussy I went into another deep mind numbing orgasm as I felt spurt after spurt of his cum deep in my pussy. The cum bouncing off my pussy walls was electric. We layed there entwined in each other for about 10 min just smiling and kissing, after a sheet change and a nice cuddly shower together we drifted off to sleep together. I can't explain how in love with this man I have become. Ladies don't over look the quiet shy ones....Nor the average dicked man. There are some that no what the fuck they are doing. I'm actually thinking about letting my girlfriends come over for some 3 somes just so they can be treated to an all out gspot assault to.. just like every women needs to experience a huge cock. Every one needs to experience this heavenly cock I've found. As much as I want to keep him to myself, I just need to share this pleasure before I tie him down completely. I just hope he wont be to shy about it. I'm sure of more stories to come. Will post after they happen....Take care

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    Straight Male / 38

    My wife and I have had a few threesomes with a buddy of mine, always good sex for all of us, nothing wierd just great sex. One night he was over helping me with a project and when we finished the three of us were in the basement bar having a few beers. We hinted around about sex but my wife wasn't biting, she and my buddy were next to each other and I was behind the bar. I went to take a leak and returned to a different look from her, her hair was a little messed up and she had that look. He went to pee, I asked what happened and she just said his tongue might have changed her mind. He was back by then, I asked what happened and they shrugged and said nothing but he leaned in to kiss her with his tongue down her throat. Soon we were all kissing, worked her top and bra off and playing with her tits. She was stroking his crotch so he unzipped, dropped his pants and pulled his dick out and she got off her stool and started sucking him. We are both average 6" guys but he has a nice knob, I did the same and asked her if she could get us both in her mouth and worked my dick to her mouth also. She surprised me and grabbed us both and tried to suck us both. She did pretty good and I was hot watching both our dicks in her but let her work harder on him. I could tell he was getting worked up and backed off and slid her panties off. He pulled her up on the barstool and slipped his dick in her pussy, she winced a little and he said how about both our dicks in her pussy? She said they wouldn't fit but we promised to go slow if she would try. She was enjoying him but He pulled out and led her to the couch, I laid down and he got her to straddle me, facing him and eased down on my cock. He was kissing her and worked his dick in next to mine. I couldn't move and he had to grab my dick to keep them together, I never had a guy touch me but it was hot under the circumstances. With me just trying to keep inside her, he was the only one moving in and out, guiding with his hand which was rubbing her as well, she was moaning and getting close to cumming, he was moving faster, she started cumming which really got her wet and I heard him moaning and felt his cum oozing around my dick, I can't explain how wild that felt, he quit moving but I was able to get some strokes in, his hand was still holding us together which helped and I exploded inside her too. We stayed still as long as we could but our dicks were going limp and slipping out which released all of our cum running down my ass. We had more sex after that but much more conventional.

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    Straight Male / 34

    Whilst on my hols with my wife, young son and inlaws, i was getting a bit frustrated with my lack of sex.
    My wife wont do it when her parents about. The villa i echoey but we could have fun. We had fun on the 3rd night into a 10 day hol.
    As the days rolled by i was tugging away in the shower. What i hadnt noticed was my mother watching on this occassion, 2 nights before going home, as i got ready too go out.
    I was shocked to say the least. I grabbed my towel to cover my solid and now throbbing cock.
    My mother in law shut the door i hadnt locked. Raised a finger to her lips indicating to me to be quiet.

    Now im not gonna lie. My mother in law in a bit on the large side. Doesnt do make up often and hasnt touched her husband, my father in law in years. However my wife says she has a great pair of boobs for a woman i her 60's.

    As she made her way forward she kept looking at me intensely. She moved to the toilet next to the bath i was in. Still staring at me, she signalled for me to take the towell that was covering my modesty. At first i didnt but she made it clear what she wanted. So i did, revealing my throbbing and now slightly pre-cum oozing cock. She then leaned in and whispered (play with your cock, i wont well if you wont). Id never looked at her as a filthy fat cum slut. She watched as i played with my cock. Then all of a sudden she dropped her shorts, revealing her clearly shaven pussy. She sat on the toilet and began to open her legs. Her c**t was bald as a coot. She smiled and started to piss. I was drawn to watching this fat, old bags pissing pussy. I had done watersports in the past and this was a real turn on.
    After about 30 seconds or so her stream died then stopped. There was and awkward pause. Then she got up.
    "I think i need to clean myself up" she said quietly, so as to not wake her daughter/my wife just over the hall way. I think i should take time to say my wife was having a siesta.
    My dirty pissing mother in law stripped out of her top before stepping out of her shorts. Then joined me in the shower.
    Without hesitation she started wanking me. "Thought you might need a hand" she whispered in my ear.
    In a flash she was on her knees. Greedily eating my cock. Much better than her daughter. She even licked and cradled my balls. I could hear the old girl moaning. As her hand slipped between her chubby thighs. Rubbing that pissy, wet c**t of hers.
    Before long i told her i was going to cum. She removed my dick from her mouth before wanking me hard with her mouth open underneath it. Ready and waiting for my cum.
    "Cum in my mouth darling" she told me. Still rubbing away at her sodden c**t.
    I began told cum hard. Now im a heavy cummer so he was swallowing but getting covered in my spunk. She loved it. After milking me dry she contunued to play with her pussy. Now however she wanted something else.
    "Piss on me now darlin." She groaned.
    On her command i did as i always do after cumming. She swallowed it aimed and rubbed it all over herself. It was so fucking hot. I watched as not only did she orgasm but she squirted hard.

    We cleaned up quickly and let 1 at a time from the bathroom.

    We have regular kinky fun now. We've even tried scat.

    #29771 — Comments (1) — Dec 31, 2016 at 10:51 PM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 30

    Lorraine Nikki and Tracey

    I was 15 at the time and my sister Nikki was 13 and Tracey was 17 at the time. We were walking home from school for some reason all three of us were desperate for a poo. Nikki seamed to be the most desperate and after a while she stopped walking and the smell of poo filled the air around her. She started crying and to make her feel better Tracey started to poo in her knickers as well and I joined in by pushing a big load into mine. We all peed ourselves as well and it was so exiting. When we got home we all went into the bathroom and helped each other with the cleaning up and we all agreed to keep out dirty secret.

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    Straight Female / 18

    Panty pooping girl

    The first time


    My name is Emma. I'm a 16 year old girl and I've always wanted to poo myself on purpose but I've never had the nerve to or the privacy to be able to actually do it. Well last night I had the house to myself for the evening while my parents and brother were out. I held it all all day and by the time they left I was nearly pooing myself already. My heart was racing in excitement at the thought of what I was about to do but I was nervous about doing it in my knickers on purpose. I held it while I tried to decide whether to go through with it or not but it wasn't easy seeing as I was desperate to go. I gave a little push until I felt it coming out of my bum hole and I got scared so I clenched. I cut off a little bit of a poo and it landed in my knickers. Now I'd officially pood myself even if it was only a little bit and I felt more confident. I pushed and clenched several times until I had about six nuggets in my knickers. I decided it was time to go for it but I wanted to prolong the enjoyment so I relaxed and let gravity do the work. I felt the tip of it poke out my bum hole and I was really nervous but excited as it slowly came out. Thirty seconds later I had about six inches of poo in my knickers and it was still coming out. It felt amazing to pooing myself on purpose and I got so excited I almost came. When the turd broke off it was followed by another and that was softer than the first. I felt its warmth around my bum and it was a lot. When I finished going I was super horny and I plunged my hand down the front of my knickers and fingered myself to a glorious climax. When I came down from my orgasm it was time to clean up and it was such a mess but worth it.

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    Straight Female / 45

    I was on a cruise with my girlfriends. I kept bumping into this extremely attractive tall black man, we had talked, you know the kind of small talk that travelers share. He was recently divorced and was treating himself to a vacation to get his mind off things, I told him that I was married but my husband couldn't make the trip so I was with friends.
    Well after about five days out we bumped into each other at one of those bars that had music and dancing, he commented that he hadn't been drinking and dancing for a long time and asked if I wanted to dance, of course I agreed as I love to dance and had enough alcohol in me that I was losing my inhibitions and rearing to go. I or should I say we were having a great time. I was beginning to feel this chemistry develop between us, on several of the slow dances I leaned in close and could feel him getting an erection and he was causally letting his hands touch mu bum.
    We were both calling it a night, I felt sort of disappointed that he hadn't given me any signs as I had really gotten excited. I was going to give him a peck on the check, but being a little unsteady ending up kissing him on the lips. My heart skipped a beat as he didn't pull away but gently kissed back. His tongue touched my lips, I hugged him tighter as my knees felt weak and explored him with my tongue. It seem to last forever, I knew that I shouldn't be doing this but drinks and excitement clouded all of that out. He paused and held me away so he could look at me and asked if I was sure I wanted to do this. I hoarsely answered yes and we went back to his cabin hugging and kissing like a couple of teenagers all of the way.
    I was so worked up that I was ready for him to rip my clothes and jump me, but he proceeded slowly. We stood there kissing and his hands wandered all over my body. He undressed me, cupping my breasts and kissing them, then his hand started to explore my pussy, his touch was gentle and very experienced, as they quickly found all of the right places. I attempted to undo his trousers but couldn't concentrate on the task as body rhythmically reacted to his magic fingers. I began to pant, as I felt the warmth radiate. I heard my self moan and wet sloppy sound as he moved his fingers faster and faster, it made me all the more excited and I orgasmed.
    He picked me up and laid me on the bed, I wanted him more than ever but he began to give me oral and he was great at that too, I was aggressively thrusting my hip into his face and I came again. He laid along side of me and I surprised myself by kissing him, I never kissed my husband after oral, but it seemed so right and I loved the taste. I began to undress him, I was getting anxious to get at his cock, and when I got to it I wasn't disappointed. It was on the long side, nothing extraordinary, but oh it was thick and it wasn't circumcised, that sort of surprised me as I'd never had one like that. it didn't stop me from kissing, licking stroking it feeling it get harder, cupping his sack. I was fascinated with his foreskin, pulling it back and looking at head of his cock.
    He rolled me on my back and lifted my legs up, he entered me slowly, stroking in a little deeper each time. I wrapped my legs around him and kept thrusting back, our paced picked up. Now I usually close my eyes and let my husband go at it but I was getting so turned on by looking at him, his muscles, the intense look on his face, the full feeling in my pussy. I came and that got him cumming and then feeling his cock pulsing inside of me came again.
    I had perfected a move when my husband was done and slip out from under him. That was the farthest thought in my mind and I lay under him my hands wandering over that glorious body, his cock still in me, kissing and nuzzling. When he rolled off, we got in a spoon position and relaxed. Then he rolled me over and began to kiss me. I was sort of thinking that he was ready to go again but he wanted to talk. He told me that I was a great lover, that he'd never been with a woman that had so freely given herself, then remarked that my husband must be a lucky man. OUCH, then I felt a twinge of guilt, but then suddenly opened myself about how I felt about my marriage. During that conversation I felt closer to him than I did with my legs apart and that wonderful cock inside me. We talked a bit longer and I was caressing his cock and felt it growing again, I chuckled and asked if he wanted to go again. He smiled and said yes. Then a little brazenly I asked, well more like positioned my self doggie, one of my favorites. He willingly obliged and I reached between my legs to guide him in, he certainly had the routine down slow and steady at fist then building up speed and force. When he came I ground hard against him, wanting to feel each one of his spasms deep inside me.
    He recommended that I shower before I leave, so we jumped in the shower. I got a little carried away washing that cock of his and then I gave him a blowjob. He let me take charge, enjoying the pleasure I was giving him, I let him cum in my mouth, and swallowed, another thing that I didn't do but he tasted so good.
    We had a few more sessions on that cruise. He realized my situation and was understanding that as much as both of us wanted to spend all of our time together we couldn't. I haven't cheated since, but that does not mean if I was lucky enough to meet a man like that I wouldn't do it again. Also I think that it made my sex life with my husband a lot better, because I leaned that you have to put in if you want something out.

















    #29597 — Comments (2) — Dec 17, 2016 at 12:39 PM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove This.
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    Straight Male / 34

    I am a banker and my wife was a teacher. She recently changed career paths and decided to pursue her dream of acting. A few weeks ago she managed to land a main role in a play. Now I hear that play is supposed to be rather steamy and she tells me her character has a few sex scenes.

    At that point I was a bit concerned but I've never been the kind of husband to hold her back and I trust her completely.

    One night I fell asleep before she got home from a late night of rehearsal and she woke me around 2am with a wet, passionate kiss. We hadn't had sex in days so I wasn't about to say no. As we were fucking, she started confessing that the director kept complaining that her and her onstage lover were too awkward and nervous and suggested they have a few shots to loosen up. I could smell the bourbon on her breath as she whispered in my ear: "you better believe I loosened up"

    "What do you mean by that?" I asked her as my dick swelled inside her.

    "I did something I wasn't supposed to. You're gonna be mighty mad" she responded.

    "Did you fuck him?" I asked

    "God no!" She exclaimed as she girated her hips while riding me.

    "We were rehearsing a scene where he's supposed to simulate fingering me under the covers. The director kept yelling at us to make it more raw and authentic so when he started actually fingering me, I didn't stop him"

    I was torn between jealousy and ecstasy. I wanted to know more but at the same time, I didnt.

    "Did you like it? Is that why you let it happen?" I asked her nervously.

    "I did. I really did. He was rough with his hands but he knew what he was doing. If the director hadn't yelled cut, he would have made me cum"

    Fortunately I didn't have a director to stop me and came inside her as she moaned remembering how another made almost made her cum. We went to bed that night as if nothing happened but I couldn't stop thinking about it for days.

    Opening day, I buy a ticket and sit in a crowded theater to support my wife. The curtains drop and there she was. The play began and I watched intently as did the rest of the audience. I couldn't help but wonder if she was acting of really being fingered. I got hard just thinking that it was a possibility.

    After a brief intermission came the much anticipated scene. Her last scene. Her character was supposed to simulate sex with the antagonist. My jaw dropped and I nearly blew in my pants as I watched the guy rip her dress off, revealing her petite breasts and firm ass in a little black thong. Nothing else.

    He pinned her against a faux wall and cut her thong off with his prop blade. All I could see was her legs wrapped around him and his bare ass thrusting into her. I thought to myself: There is no way they could be buck naked and not be fucking. For as close a look as I tried to get, I couldn't quite be certain. Her loud moans and his grunts sure made it convincing.

    After the show I walked home and rubbed one out before bed. Just before dawn, my wife woke me as she tried sneaking into the bedroom. She smelled of alcohol and cigarettes. Her hair was a mess and her clothes were torn.

    "Rough night?" I teased her lightly

    " ;You got no idea" she replied slurringly.

    She laid down next to me and I wasted no time mounting her. She complained but once I was in, she knew there was no going back.

    "Tell me what you did tonight" I asked

    "You really want to know? Promise you won't get mad?"

    &quo t;I promise"

    She confessed to me that she got fingered for real and that she loved the excitement of having it done in front of a whole theater full of people.

    "What about the last sex scene? Did you really fuck him?" I asked

    She was reluctant to answer but her hesitation is all the answer I needed.

    "Yes baby, he really fucked me. He was supposed to just dry hump me but he really put it in. I wasn't about to stop him and break character. Plus, he was so big" she confessed

    "Did you cum?" I asked

    "No, but he did. He came deep inside me. He couldn't pull out and expose that we were really fucking so I whispered in his ear to do it... And he did."

    I too was about to cum but I stopped myself when I heard there was more.

    "he came inside me twice more last night. We went to the after party and the director was so happy he bought a round of shots and I got a little drunk. He and I snuck away and he bent me over in a broom closet and fucked me then again in the Uber car on the way here. The driver enjoyed the show and I got off again. Was I bad?

    I too came uncontrollably deep inside her thinking of how I was not the only man to cum inside my wife that night.

    X




    #29587 — Comments (0) — Dec 16, 2016 at 7:04 PM — That's Juicy! (19) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 26

    I spent an afternoon shopping with a friend of mine, and she invited me to her place to try few things we bought. She lives on 4-th floor, and i usually dont take elevator when i visit her, but this time we had hands full of bags, so we got into elevator, along with 4 other people, 2 of them her neighbours from a flatt above. And the damn thing gets stuck between 3 and 4 floor... After some 10 mins one guy telephones to see whats the problem, and gets informed its some power issue, and that repairing team is on its way, but its gona take for about an hour-hour and a half for them to solve it. And after 10 more mins, i start to feel effects of 2 coffies and orange juice i drank in shopping mall... So, basically, i ended up in an broken elevator, with 5 other people ( 3 of them guys ), and with a rapidly filling bladder. At first i didnt panic, my need wasnt too bad, and i was confident of getting out of that damn elevator in next half hour. As 20 more mins pass in chit-chatting and waiting to get freed, and as i start to feel quite desperate, we get informed via elevator intercom that its something bigger than they expected, and that we would have to wait some more time... And that they dont know how long its gonna take exactly, but its not gonna be more than 2 HOURS ! Upon hearing that i get really panic-stricken, and admit to mine friend that i need to go pretty urgent. Next half hour we spent sitting in the corner of the elevator, me sitting on my heel, and her trying to calm me down a bit... Unsuccesfuly, as my need to pee gets more and more urgent, and i start to feel my bladder aching. Only good thing was that i had a skirt, so was able to sit on my heel and hold mysef discreetly, as i really didnt want others to notice im desperate. 20 more mins pass, others looking quite comfortable with situation, doing small talk and so... And me starting to feel REALLY-REALLY desperate, like never before, almost like im gonna burst. Sitting on my heel doesnt helps anymore, so i resort to holding between my legs as discreetly as posible, aplying direct presure on my pee-hole. I start to panic, knowing i wouldnt be able to last much longer, and plead with my friend to call and ask how long its gonna take to free us. As she consoles me, some guy from repair team speaks on intercom and tels us that they found what problem is, and that it will be solved in next 45 mins. I almost cry upon hearing this, knowing there is NO CHANCE i would be able to hold that long. Others notice mine discomfort and constant shifting, and, reluctantly, i have to admit my predicament. Although trying to console me and calm me down, i notice 2 of guys sneaking looks at me, and that makes me even more embarrassed. My friend sits next to me and tells me its gonna be ok and i would make it, but its no good, as my bladder throb and spasm constantly, and i feel like my pee-hole is burning. I try to concentrate and hold with all my will and power, hoping i would, by some miracle, be able to wait for next half hour or more.... No use, even pressing with my hand doesnt ease my need at all. My lower stomach starts to hurt from all the effort im making, i feel muscles in my crotch trembling, and i KNOW im gonna pee any minut... I tell my friend i cant take it any more... And ask her to stand in front of me, and to ask others to turn away... She looks shocked, and shakes her head, but i plead with her, telling her im about to wett myself, and literally feeling im starting to leak in my bikini panties. As she stands infront of me, telling others we are sorry about all this and asking them to turn away and face the door, i get up from sitting to crouching position, and immediately lose a jet of pent-up pee, soaking my panties... I try to pull them aside as quickly as posible, and to get my skirt away at same time.... And i partly succeed, starting to pee in full flow just as i move my skirt out of way. I wont lie if i say that releif i felt was something almost unreal... Others were facing in oposite direction, but, beside that enormous releif, i felt really mortified. Urine was splattering loud on elevator floor, and i just kept peeing, and peeing, and peeing, making an ENORMOUS puddle, and half-soaking my panties in proces... When i was done, i realised my shoes are all wett and splattered with pee, and that half of elevator is flooded... I went into corner, faced the wall, and cried softly, both of releif and humiliation at same time... Others mumbled some consoling words or kept quiet, and i just managed to get to my sences some 20 mins later, when elevator started moving suddenly. As soon as the door opened, my friend and i raced out and got to her apartment. I took one long shower, throw my panties into her trash can, and later got some consolation when trying those fancy things we bought at mall...

    #29555 — Comments (1) — Dec 14, 2016 at 10:06 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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