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On A Wonderful Autumnal Evening My Married Lover Fucked Me In The Park

When I was in Uni, I’ve met and older guy. He was 15 years older than me, and he was nice, respectful, and interesting. Long story short we started fucking. I absolutely loved the thrill of this affair, walking a thin line without being caught, lying to my friends that I’ll stay with my other girlfriend for a sleepover and letting this charming mischief fuck me again and again. In my every hole.

That night we both attended the same music show, and it was a very small concert, we were playing “ah we are barely acquainted” because we had a lot of people who knew us both, and we both wanted to keep this steamy affair a secret. We both went to our own places after but I something got into me and messaged him some spicy flirty things. The banter escalated quickly to something steamy. He met me at the park close to my apartment, we went for a walk, not intending anything. But it was very dark and very forestry, we both were tipsy and horny. We started making out, and the tree off the beaten path was almost like a bench. We both saw that and both knew what’s going to happen next. I took my jeans off and spread my legs for his dick. Oof that was good, we had so much fun together.
Sometimes I wish I could relive that thrill and excitement once again

  • Confessing To A Female

    Hello Rea, I said the first time I met that gorgeous uni student while travelling. Well she asked me a question. Have you ever been with a man? Well I told her, Kind of. But here's the real answer.

    Define be with. If you mean relationships and full on sex then definitely not, However, if you define a simple hand job as going with a man then the answer would be yes. Anyway here's the truth.

    At 16 I used to go to back street cenemas sometimes an adult one and I'd be sitting on the back seats with two men in their 50s each side of me then lights out and it was then that both men would take turns to feel and grope and wank me off, and you know what, I enjoyed it.

    Yes I enjoyed feeling them both using me for my cock and yes it felt great spunking off for them both. Actually so much that I went to cinemas almost every night. Then at 17, I started getting getting picked up by men, in the mall, a coffee shop, while travelling and when they suggested I go with them I just went with them. What happened?

    We would arrive at their place and I was silent, not a word, being the innocent I was and they liked that. Well I stayed with them over night and during those nights I'd bbe laying on their bed, mostly clothed, I hate taking my clothes off in front of people, with them laying by my side. I'd usually have two pillows under my head to lift me up so I could watch and they would give me multiple wankings. I remember watching their hand sliding up and down, faster and faster.

    And yes it felt amasing. It felt so good that I LET them have my cock all they needed and wanted. And it wasn't just the hand job that felt good. They talked dirty to me and made me cum for them and when I did, which was everytime, I would lay back with my eyes closed and listen to the gobbling and gerking and sloppy noises they made as they desperately and aggressively liked and suckes on it. How could one not enjoy that.

    No I never touched a man, ever. Never liked that idea But letting them use my cock for their handjob and ducking pleasures, definitely yes.

    It didn't stop there either. It went on even till today and the meets have gotten quite kinky for some time. How?

    Well each man has his thing. Some like me to put a leotard on, others prefer rubber hot pants while they wear rubber gloves. A few times me have wanted me in a long sleeve turtle neck unitard with a hood on so my eyes and mouth are visible and only my cock out through a hole they made and they wanted me standing up, some in their bedroom others even in the kitchen or bathroom and they would use my cock, exactly what I wanted them to do.

    So you see, it depends how you define the word with.

    The last time I was used is two nights ago, a man 55 years old, for him I wore women's tights and a tshirt and he was amasing with his hands and mouth, had me spunking in no time for him.

    So guys go for it!
    Get wanked off as often as you can.

    Forced To Break Up, And Finding Each Other Again After College

    I was shy when it came to boys and went to college never having been kissed. In college I roomed with a girl from the border and she was very loving. Always kissing me, and hugging me. And one night she said she wanted to sleep with me and got in bed with me. She wanted to kiss me, and while kissing me she felt me up completely. Her kisses moved down to my chest, and then down between my legs. By the time she finished I had climaxed and she had climaxed and we slept together.

    We became inseparable. When Thanksgiving came she invited me to go home with her. I was very much the only white girl there. Again, we slept together in her bed, and there was a lot of kissing and feeling up and climax. On the Friday after Thanksgiving we walked across the border, did some shopping, and went into a tattoo parlor and had a tattoo of each other's names tattooed onto our chest with the interlocking lesbian symbol under the name. That night we really make love, have real full sex, and woke up her mother and sister. They weren't permissive and made it clear that I had to leave and she didn't come back to college. All I had was her name over my heart.

    Over Christmas I was at home and pretty depressed. I had no interest in being social and did the minimum to help. My cousin came over with two friends. One of them noticed I had a tattoo and she forced my shirt open and they saw it was a lesbian tattoo. I got felt up by the boy, actually he was already out of college, and when I say he felt me up, he put his hand between my legs to feel me up. He put me hard against the kitchen island and humped my ass and got hard doing it. Then he pulled my pants down and he entered me from behind. He continued until he was finished before pulling out and spanking my bare butt cheek.

    My cousin and his friends had watched everything and they threatened to expose me for my lesbian tattoo on my chest. I kept quiet about it, but I really didn't want to talk about it. I told a friend back in college and her answer was 'so you got fucked, big deal'. I just didn't talk about it after that.

    When I graduated three years later, who was sitting in the stands? The guy who fucked me, that's who. And he was there to take me with him. He told me he had a job and everything and it was time for me to saddle up and go with him. We could get married at the court house and leave to live with him. I hadn't seen him since that night during Christmas break. After we got married I told my parents I had eloped.

    My husband, and he played up the husband role, wanted me to stay home and start a family, even if I was only 22 at the time. Once pregnant Maya came to live with me and help me. I still wear my tattoo, only now I don't hide it. If people want to make something of it, that's their problem. I know I'm a lot more lesbian than he wants me to be. He gets upset if he sees me kiss Maya. Worse still when we kiss and embrace. And he can't do anything about it. We don't 'show off', but don't hide it. And she is just as loving as always and when we want to sleep together, he has to content himself. The more time that goes by the more lesbian we become. Except for the children, I would divorce my husband to marry Maya.

  • The Night Before THE DAY

    I remember it was a few days before I was to get married. I had gone out with a few friends for a drink. There one of my friend had got his cousin, a nice looking chap. Now I am straight, however that day something changed. I opted to drop my friend’s cousin home. As I was driving, he started he started moving his hand on my thigh, and slowly it was near scrocth turning me on. We reached his hotel room and he invited me in. I agreed, as we were inside, we both forgot everything and kissed other passionately next I knew we were both naked, I laid on the bed, he took my cock and started sucking as I moaned. My cum was out as he licked it, he then turned me around and inserted his cock in my butt and started fucking in doggy style. I moaned as I felt his cum inside me. We continued fucking the entire night. It was indeed an unforgettable experience

    A New Life Experience

    I am a quiet, non public, lesbian. I'm an attorney in a corporate office. My job deals with worker's comp abuse. I spend a lot of time in court, and arbitration hearings. Out of town at times. Sometimes, not often I meet a nice waitress who likes girls.

    But my story involves a man. A coworker suggested that her husband look at my car's problem. He told me that these cars need to be serviced by a dealer. A man who can't fix cars. The dealer says I need a new timing chain. Money I didn't want to spend. The car did need to go to the dealer.

    I invited my coworker and her husband to lunch at my house. She and I are good work friends, a little platonic on my part. I have to bite my tongue and let him talk. The more he talked the more I realized that listening was better. After lunch she asked me, in the kitchen, if I needed him to help me. Then she asked, did I need to be 'serviced', he would love to help.

    I have now been 'serviced'.

  • Obsessed With My Baby Cousins Pussy

    I’m a 30 yr old female and my little cousin is a 20 yr old female and she lives with me in my house. I can’t stop thinking about her little pussy how tight it is how wet it is and how yummy it will taste . She looks just like me just hotter tighter and younger and god do I want to defile her. My husband and I had the most intense sex role playing about her last night and I stg we fucked for 4 hours straight to my baby cousins drippy pink pretty pussy I have never came so many times imagining making her come upstairs and join I squirted so much our thighs and laps were soaked. The thing is I know if she got drunk with me I could get away with eating that sweet little baby cousin pussy. Knowing that my husband wants it just as bad as me has kept this clit swollen and taut all fucking day every time my pants rub across my clit I cream and clench for daddy’s cock. Just knowing how filthy our sex is and knowing how she’s just like me Ik she would fucking love it if she tried it . And god do I want to try it bad I want to make her take papas cum and I want him to fill her up raw and get her pregnant . I want to take her pink pussy to the gloryholes and have my daddy fuck it for everyone to see and for me to clean it up like a good bitch

    My Angel Is No Longer With Me, Only In My Heart And My Memory

    Way back in my young adult years I suffered a severe 'accident'. After the trauma teams had examined me, they recommended an above the knee amputation. I wasn't conscious, only my brother was around and he refused the trauma team recommendations. I was patched up and released from the hospital, with a few pain p!
    lls. My brother was instructed to intern me in the county hospital.

    I survived, barely. I spent the better part of two months before coming too. My leg somehow, slowly was healing. A young first year nurse was in the room when I came too. Let me just say, falling in love takes an instant. She was professionally removed, very serious, was unpleasant when I touched her hand. However, she took personal care of me. By personal, I mean personal, from feeding me by hand, to cleaning me after defecating. She shaved me, cut my hair, Read to me. When I asked her why she took care of me, she would answer that she got the short straw.

    Six months I lay in bed, she came in early, left late, and many nights slept in the room with me. I was aching to get a life, but I couldn't. What life I had, she gave me. Nine months and I stood for the first time. Twelve months I could maneuver slowly. I could sit up and feed myself. She never left my side. She stood outside the door to the bathroom, she sat me on a bench in the shower and lathered me, shaved me, washed my hair. And dressed me.

    Fifteen months I went outside, she went with me. Eighteen months I walked with a cane.

    I never got over her. She never left me. Fifty five years ago, I was a wounded soldier. Fifty five years ago an angel came to nurse me. Step by step, day by day.

    My angel left me. All I have now are the memories. I go to her grave side every day and let her know I love her.

    Wife's Fb

    Before we were married we talked about my wife's previous sex partners, we lived in a small town and I knew most of them. It didn't bother me and sort of turned me on thinking about her with other guys. Fast forward to to fairly early in our marriage I encouraged her to fuck a single buddy of mine, we hung out together often, she was hot and thought he was cute. I worked alot so didn't always have the energy to satisfy her, the one clause was that she didn't keep it a secret from me. It all started around Christmas when I came home drunk from a work related party and passed out. It was early evening and Bob showed up at the door, helped her drag me to bed and she succeeded in seducing him. She gave me the details the next morning, I was surprised and horny hearing about it and we had great sex. They got together pretty often, sometimes I was in the house but asleep. A couple times I woke up and could tell what they were doing but pretended to stay asleep and once he left I enjoyed seconds. One night we were camping with friends in his RV, sleeping arrangements were twin beds opposite each other. We were getting buzzed around the campfire, I went to bed and my wife soon after. I woke up to them kissing right next to me, she sensed I was awake but he didn't. He whiuspered for her to join him and crawled into his bed a few feet away. I whispered for her to go for it if she wanted. She moved over, kissing for awhile then working her way down to his cock. After sucking him hard he rolled her over and she guided his cock in her which was pretty long and before long it was all in. He covered her mouth as she had 2 orgasms then he was taking long strokes and his balls were hitting her ass before he exploded deep inside. He collapsed on her for a bit then she wiggled out and climbed in with me ., I was rock hard and entered her from behind, she was soaked and felt great. That was the only time I witnessed them totally in the act but heard about many others. About a year later he got a steady girlfriend and things ended. She had a few more afterwards, one guy we had threesomes with plus she fucked him a few times without me. Our sex lives were always goo and her extra sex was never a problem.

    Shower

    I hate my neighbor not because he has ever done anything to be but only because my wife really likes him. He is very muscular and in his 30's. He had a plumbing problem at his house and asked my wife if he could shower at our house. My wife let him and I was there when he did. Since we have a spa set up in our shower which can be a little confusing to operate. He came out to ask for help with a towel. He didnt have the towel wrapped around him but just sort of pressed against his front. His bare ass was full exposed and when moving, the towel did flap around exposing him. I could see my wife was loving it . We went to the bathroom with him and showed him how to use the controls. He said he knew what to do and before we left hung up his towel leaving him fully exposed to us and my wife in heaven. He showered and when the water stopped my wife said he must be done. My wife got up and a minute later i hear her talking to him. The bathroom door is open and my wife is standing there talking to him while he is towelling off. He has no concern that my wife is seeing him full nude. He then asks if we would mind his girlfriend having a shower. I said sure and told him to have her to come over. She came over and he stayed at home. She got undressed and went to use the shower and got confused by the controls too. My wife had to go out and had left. She came out but had her towel wrapped around her except it was a little high because i could see her pussy. I went in to show her and she said thinks she knows what to do now. A minute later I hear her calling me. I go to the bathroom door and she says doesnt know to use. I asked if I could come in and she said sure and she was naked in the shower. I tried showing her again but she didnt think she knows. I jokingly said do I need to come in there with you. She said that would be good but not to tell her boyfriend. I did it. I undressed and showered with her. We lathered each other up and it was a very good shower. My wife saw her boyfriend completely nude but I saw his girlfriend completely nude and had our hands on each other while having a bath togther.

  • Backyard

    My wife doesnt like it when i am scantily dressed outside. This means swimsuits or even going shirtless. She thinks the neighbors might object and if I try she always gets very annoyed with me. I must have caught her on a good day. I was in the basement and she comes in saying the the weedeater isnt working and wanted me to have a look at it. I went towards the door and she asked if I was going out like that. I said I was and all she said was "OH God" and never argued or tried to stop me. I was fully nude and went to the weedeater which was almost in the middle of the backyard. I spent at least 5 minutes looking at it in full view of any neighbor that could have been looking into our yard. My wife didnt say anything about my nudity or to go back into the house. I decided to take advantage of her mood and just stayed out longer. Then came the real test a neighbor. A neighbor came out and saw me. My wife told her i was hot. She said I had the right idea and we talked to her for a bit with me fully exposed to her. My wife went right back to yardwork after. She never really made any comments about my nudity than the one to my neighbor that I was hot.