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Hi, My name is Stanley

I work for a local pizza company as a driver. Usually its slow on Mondays, so i would hang out in the back room and snack on returned or cancelled orders with a few of my co-workers. One co worker particular was Wendy Lake, A busty brunette 5/6 with an ass that could turn coal to diamond. She was in my dreams, in my head, and i wanted to do was fuck her into a puddle so badly it hurt! Many times i would have to go into the walk in freezer to "cool off". Then there were Chad and Jake, my other co workers. they were 15 and 17 and would obnoxiously flirt with Wendy. That is why I've been waiting to tell her how i felt about her and not annoy her by doing so.

I was eating a remake and Chad and Jake both got doubles, Now was my chance at talking to Wendy. But just as i walked up to her my boss called her to do a supply run across town. I was bummed that i let her once again slip between my fingers. I watched her saunter down the hallway toward the back door as i folded another pizza box in the sea of endless boxes. Just then she came back through the door and asked the boss if she could speak to him privately. Chad came thudding through the door with a bad attitude cussing and grumbling that the person did not tip him what he wanted. The office door opened and my boss asked me to come into his office for a second with a demanding tone. I thought i was being fired or about to be in big trouble or something. "Mrs Lake would like you to accompany her with the supply run as the cargo is too much for one person" he said with a huff. I'm putting Chad in charge of deliveries for the evening! You will go with her and get the supplies and then i will clock you both out with an extra bonus for the both of you for your hard work!

I was stunned for a few min after thinking i was about to get fired. Then i realized i was about to go on a 2 hour truck ride with Wendy and get a bonus for tonight! I got into the cab of the truck and Wendy driving gave me a wink and a smile. we got a few miles down the road making idle conversation back and forth. Our hatred for Chad and Jake's obnoxious flirting and teasing both of us. 2 hours flew by as we pulled into the where house lucky for us a team member loaded the truck for us while we waited in the office signing paperwork and invoices for the boss. As we pulled out, I was driving this time. She tapped me on the shoulder and asked if she could confess something? My heart was beating 90 miles a min, as i muttered "what is it"? Well . . . You seem like the type of guy that keeps to himself, not like Chad or Jake. Every time i look you are working very hard organizing the freezer at work weather it needs it or not ( the time i take to "cool off" when i think about her) . C-could you ever think about dating a girl like me? . . . .

I pulled off to the side of the highway and took a deep breath. And i told her EVERYTHING, How i felt and that i have been waiting for the right time to ask her. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and hugged me like i was family. I started driving again. A little more than half way there she started getting restless and fidgety. So i asked what was wrong? I-i have to pee like real bad, I was trying to make it back to the shop but now i don't think i can make it. Cursing the Snapple she got at the where house vending machine. We were on the interstate in a construction zone with no exits for 10 miles. She was holding my hand tighter and tighter as we crawled in the seemingly endless traffic jam. She muttered something like "I like you a lot but if we don't find an toilet soon im going to pee myself". She looked at me deep in the eyes and said " I CANT HOLD IT ANY MORE! Taking off her pants exposing her pink panties with a visible wet patch on the crotch. Traffic at a stand still she clutched her crouch crying. Being the quick thinking guy i am dumped my 711 big gulp out the window and puled over. She knew it was the end and she could no longer hold it with the wet patch growing bigger. She was crying, shaking, and leaking on the seat. I told her to get into the squatting position on the seat. I put the cup under her and pulled down her panties exposing her inflamed pussy. Carefully placing the cup over her. She grunted and squirmed to get in position before releasing a torrent of piss into the cup panting and wheezing as she filled the cup to the brim. she clamped her legs together as i dumped the cup out of the window. I held it under her for a few last spurts. She took breath and plopped down sitting nude from the waste down in her damp seat.

Without a single word she unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick and started giving me the best damn blow job i had ever had in my life! traffic started to move again and i pulled back on the highway. 4 exits from work i felt the need arise and started to reach for the cup being pantless in all. But she reached over and whispered " I got this" and literally sucked on my dick muffled "im ready". So i let go and, slow at first peed into her throat and she swallowed all of that as well.
This got her horny and ( while driving ) faced me grabbing my hand and put it in her lap and said in a sexy tone "play with me im all yours". She put my ring finger and middle fingers into her tight throbbing pussy while gyrating her hips in a rhythm slightly clamping and panting. the rhythm got faster and she was breathing heavily as i pulled into a Walmart parking lot turned the lights out and . . . I had never witnessed this happen in my life. She squirted clear oily feeling liquid all over my hand lap and chair and face (it went everywhere). It had no smell or taste but was hot like pee. Her hair a mess and body soaking in her oily liquid glistening in the dim light. She hopped on my lap and we had the best sex i have had in my life!!! We did it in ALL holes. After it was done and over we went into Walmart dried off our cloths and bought wipes and disinfectant and cleaned our mess. We got into company uniforms and unloaded the truck even though we were both spent. The Boss gave us each $100 bonuses to our pay and said something like " The traffic on 45 must have been terrible well at least you had company" winking at Wendy, who was half awake. Then sent us both home. She went home with me of course.

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~ Stan and Wendy, together since August 2014.

P.S. Wendy if you are reading this, sorry but you know i love you. I had to tell our story the way it actually happened.

My sister brought her nineteen year old boyfriend Brad round two weeks ago. He wasn't planning on staying over, so when my sister and he left it late, she asked our parents if he could sleep over. They being a little old fashioned said he could, but he'd have to sleep in my room.
Sharing my bed, I quickly went off to sleep and was sound asleep when I was awoken by the feeling off a warm wet mouth sucking on my cock. You know when you're not fully awake, eyes stil closed and everything still seems like a dream, that's what I was like. Yet the feeling surrounding my cock was getting more and more intense.
I'd totally forgotten Brad was staying over, and I didn't at first put two and two together. Then I felt my balls being sucked in and my waking state became clearer. Everything that I thought about myself as a straight guy went out of the window over the next half an hour, as I allowed Brad to continue to suck me off. It felt way better than any girlfriend I'd ever had suck on my cock, so I let him get on with it. Only Brad wanted more.
My dick was fully erect and pulsating after around ten minutes of him licking and sucking on my cock and balls. Yet Brad it appeared didn't want me to cum in his mouth. He'd obviously taken off his t-shirt and boxers he'd on when we'd gone to sleep, as I looked down to see his naked form. Releasing my cock and turning over onto his side facing away from me, he said "I'd love to feel that cock up my asshole". It was an invitation, but one which left it upto me, if I wanted to go further.
There had been no times in my life up to a fortnight ago, that I wanted to fuck a guy. But then I'd never had a guy suck on my cock, and only once before had I had a male share my bed and that was when I was seven. Brad's offer bizarrely didn't at the time seem strange. It was the matter of fact way he asked me, as if it was perfectly normal to him, to have a guy slide his cock up his ass. And in that context I moved over, put my cock to his rear opening and tried to ease it in. Brad quickly told me I'd need to lube him up, so not having anything on hand (Not wanting to go into the bathrom, risking waking anyone up) I did what I'd done to some of my girlfriends in the past, I slid down the bed, moved his ass cheeks apart and began to tongue his musty smelling, but clean asshole.
Brad began to squirm all over the place and also began to moan softly as my tongue lapped at his asshole. In the dim light, I could just about make out his cock and balls from my position. And it just seemed natural for me to reach for them and to begin to stroke his balls then toss his cock gently for him. Brad hunched up giving me easier access and I went for it, tossing him off and sticking my tongue as deep as I could up his rear fuck hole. His moans increased to the point I had to break off and ask him to quiet down a little. But we were both lost in our sex and before long he was moaning just as loudly again.
Breaking off, I asked him if he was ready for my cock, my sisters boyfriends reply was "Fuck me and fuck me good". He knew there wasn't any condoms, but then so did I. Even so, I moved back up, put my arms around him and had Brad guide my cock to his warm wet hole. Thrusting in when he told me to, my cock slid in and I was soon balls deep inside his hot willing hole.
It was never going to be the best fuck I've ever had, as we couldn't really go for it. Yet I still managed to power my cock into his asshole every now and then. And Brad just took it and moaned in his own sweet way. It was so fucking horny to me. There I was in my own bed, with an extremely good looking guy, who only hours before was probably sticking his cock inside my sisters mouth and pussy. And his asshole was all mine.
Changing position, with Brad lay on his back spreading his legs up and wide, I moved back into him and rammed my cock back into his ass. He grinned up at me and then put his arms around my neck. Pulling me down, Brad kissed me and kissed me hard. Instinctively I kissed him back and we were soon devouring each others tongues as I carried on fucking him.
Building up my rhythm, I pumped my cock time after time into his asshole, and Brad began to moan through our kiss. Pulling back, he whispered loudly in my ear "I'm fucking cumming man". And then in between our bodies I felt his hot sticky cum spurt out. It spurred me on and after not too much more of pounding his asshole, I too felt my orgasm rising. Telling him, Brad told me to cum inside him and moments later, My cock let go and I was forcing my cock as far as it would go up his fuck hole.
Drained and totally at ease with myself, Brad moved us so we were face to face on our sides. He kissed me again then and the kiss lasted and lasted. Only a muffled sound of someone moving next door stopped us, and even then we held each other.
Eventually I drifted off to sleep with Brad cuddling me from behind, spooning me. In the morning we both heard them all moving about and we rose, but not before we kissed and I had Brad sucking on my cock again. I didn't cum as we heard my sister shouting to us to get up, but I was desperate to empty my balls again inside of him.
Sat having breakfast after we'd both showered, my mother asked us if we'd slept well. I told her Brad was a heavy sleeper and also talked in his sleep. The look on my moms face was one of "Yeh right". but she didn't say anything. My sister however later asked me if Brad and I had had fun. When I asked her what she meant, she just smiled her innocent smile and told Brad they were leaving. His words before they our home were "See you later man, don't forget to text me about next weeks ball game". I hadn't said anything to him about a ball game, or given him my number. Only when I went back into my room, did I see a piece of paper on the side. It reads "Text me, (A number) would love to share another ball game with you".
Brad and I have had sex three more times since, and I cannot stop thinking about him when we're apart. Twice we've sucked and fucked in my car, and once in my bed as he called by as my parents and my sis were out shopping last weekend. He even stayed after to see my sister, but would have had some of my cum still deep inside his asshole from over an hours fucking, with me cumming twice up his sweet tight hole.
Strangely my sister wasn't surprised to see him at our home, and even made a comment to me "You two are becoming close, nice to see. I just knew you would". She stressed the "I just knew you would". And grinned afterwards as if she knew we'd just had sex.
Nothing has been said, but I'm now sure my sister knows her boyfriend and I are fucking. It's not the words, but her mannerisms and her easy way of being out of the way, when Brad and I are together. I'm not sure if we'll become anything other than fuck buddy's, but then a fortnight ago I was a straight guy who hadn't once thought about gay sex.

I have known Cheryl for many years, a slightly chubby girl that turned 39yo only a few weeks ago. She does some contract work through our office, she comes in and spends a few hours and then leaves.

I'm a smoker, so is Cheryl. Sometimes we would meet outside at the smoking area. Cheryl would tell me her life of that day. She was a mother of two with a husband that she suspected was cheating on her.

I heard about the divorce many months later, the boyfriends that came and went. Not many guys are into a ready made family. Sometimes Cheryl would call me just wanting to talk, hell I had my own problems with the girl I was dating.

A few months later I noticed Cheryl looked different, she told me she was on a diet and was losing weight. Eight months later, Cheryl not only had a lovely face, she had a body to go with it. She colored her hair, started to wear makeup.

Well the guys at work began to take notice of her then, always at her desk and bringing her coffee. We used to laugh about it while we smoked. Now I myself would have fucked Cheryl even before she lost weight, even dropped a few hints about it after she divorced her husband. But seeing her now, my thoughts were turning sexual in nature almost every time I talked to her in the smoking area.

But reality sucks, I was old enough to be Cheryl's dad. If I was thinking about her wanting to fuck me, I was just dreaming and I knew it. I was the father figure, someone she could talk to and that was it, well sometimes the sun shines on a dog's ass when you least expect it!

It's last Friday about 11pm and I'm thinking about calling it a day, flipping off the tv and turning off the lights, when my cell phone rings. I look at the caller ID and I see Cheryl's name on the screen.

I answer the phone and there is silence, I'm thinking it's a butt dial. Cheryl had my number because she would call me about her work hours, so she could get paid. Then she says my name and I can tell she's crying. I can't even understand half of the conversation, and I tell her to meet me at the Wells Fargo bank that's not too far from where we both live. She says okay and the call ends.

I put my shirt on and drive to the back parking lot, Cheryl's car is already there. I pull next to her car and she gets out and meets me as I come around the back. In the shadows of the bank parking lot lights she comes to me and puts her arms around my neck, telling me just to hold her for a while.

I do it, no idea what's going on. She is trying not to cry into my neck. Suddenly I realize she seems taller, Cheryl is barely 5'2" on a good day. I barely have to lean forward to allow her to hug my neck.

We stand there until the cops show up. I guess a bank parking lot isn't the best place to meet after banking hours are long over. The cop is really checking us out, an old guy and then I realized how Cheryl was dressed. May as well just say it, she looked like a hooker!

In the darkness I didn't see what she was wearing, she came at me so quickly I didn't have a chance to see what she was wearing. She wore a nice blouse, but her skirt, the hem was at mid thigh in length. She wore stockings, they looked black, and heels. I mean she was wearing nose bleed heels, now I know why she seemed so tall.

The cop told us whatever we were doing, we needed to do it someplace else! I started laughing because I knew what he must have been thinking. Cheryl started to explain, the cop didn't want to here it, he told us to move on, period!

I just said to Cheryl, asking her if she wanted to go to my house and talk. She agreed quickly and she followed me home a few miles away. We got inside and that's when I really got to see Cheryl in her outfit and heels. Yes I looked, and I admit I was drooling inside. She wasn't the plain jane girl I saw at the office, sneakers, stressed jeans, maybe a bit of eye makeup.

Her face glowed, the makeup, eyeliner, mascara, and lipstick. I never saw Cheryl with lipstick on. Her usually semi messy hair was so nicely styled, it didn't even look like the Cheryl I knew.

I poured Cheryl a glass of wine and we went outside on the patio to have a smoke. We sat at the table and she told me what was going on. Most of the conversation was a repeat of the ones she shared at work. Another boyfriend that was either jealous as hell because a guy looked at her or that her boyfriend had a issue with alcohol and got stupid with her.

The latest boyfriend was the jealous type. They had been out, a guy looked at her a bit too long and a fight ensued. The last time she saw the boyfriend, the cops were taking him to jail with a charge of assault and battery. Not only did her hit the guy but he was pissed at Cheryl and put his hand around her throat. She tilted her head upwards, I could see a bruise even in the dim patio lighting.

So we talked, Cheryl had a couple more glasses of wine. It was almost 2am and Cheryl was a bit buzzed by now. I could take her home or she could sleep in my spare bedroom. Honestly I was shocked when she said she would take the spare bedroom. I had a spare toothbrush and knocked on the guest bathroom door. She opened it up and there in the bright lights of the bathroom stood Cheryl and I know she saw my eyes crawling all over her in a blink of the eye.

She smiled and thanked me, closing the door, leaving me to my twisted sexual thoughts. I went to my bedroom and closed the door. Brushing my teeth and crawling into bed a few minutes later. My last thought before falling asleep, my cock had this excited tingle. The tingle you get when you know your cock would get hard if a breeze went by.

I had no idea how long I had been asleep, the bed was moving or something? I opened my eyes to the pitch black bedroom. A body was crawling on top of me, I could smell lilac perfume suddenly. Soft hands on my face, warm lips to mine, pushing them apart as Cheryl's wet tongue pushed into my mouth.

My hands went around her body, she was still clothed. We kissed like lovers, a deep passionate kiss that made my cock react instantly. Her thick mane of curls tickled my face as we kissed feverishly. My cock was growing by the moment, Cheryl could feel it now, pushing her hips downwards, grinding against it.

Suddenly she sat up on me, still astride my waist. The only thing between us was the thin blanket. In the darkness I could feel her movements, her hands busy. She removed her blouse and bra a moment later. I raised up on my elbows and buried my face into her ample breasts.

Cheryl put her hand behind my head, holding me there as I sucked on her nipples. She moaned loudly, I even bit those hard erasers gently and not so gently. She cried out again, letting me know it was wonderful and not to stop.

My cock was now rock hard and Cheryl pushed her hips downward. She moaned with pleasure just as I was now. I put my hands to her shoulders and rolled her onto the bed, moving quickly I got between her legs. Her heels and stockings were still on, I pushed up that short skirt and pulled her panties down quickly, throwing them into the darkness of the bedroom.

Spreading her legs, I found the object of my hunger. I went down on Cheryl like a starving animal. She was already wet by the time I pushed my tongue inside of her pussy. No idea how long I was there, Cheryl kept having one orgasm after another. I licked her feverishly, even taking her ..(continue confession)

Coach Journey

We'd had a massive argument on the day of a concert in London in twenty eighteen.
I'd waited years to see the band, and my husband Sean had gotten himself blind drunk the night before. He decides to leave me in a city I didn't know and take a train home.
After the concert I got on our pre booked coach journey back home.
Its late and my husband had left me all kinds of messages onnmy phone, apologising for his behaviour.
I'd tried to get some sleep on the five hour journey, but the messages had me going over and over the argument and him leaving me on my own.
The row on the opposite side of the coach, has an older man (50's) sat in it. Who's wife has taken up the whole row asleep, two rows in front of him.
After about three hours on the coach, I notice he's stroking himself in the dim light of the coach, and his dick is enormous.
He's obviously very proud of his cock, because when he sees me looking, he just carries on and even turns my way.
At any other time I would have probably told the guy what I thought of him. But I was still pissed off at my husband for trying to spoil my day.
And if truth be known, the guys cock was beautiful to look at.
I watched him as he showed me his full length and I was becoming more and more turned on.
We're only two rows from the back which is empty after dropping people off in Birmingham. So he gets up, whispers to me, asking me if I want join him, and sits at the back.
I waited a few minutes going over in my head, should I, or shouldn't I. Then I look back and see his cock leaking pre cum. By this time my pussy is aching for attention, so I get up and sit next to him, taking hold of the biggest cock I've ever held.
He moves right over into the corner seat and I immediately lean over and suck in his cock. Its so big I have trouble fitting its huge head into my mouth, but I manage it.
After a couple of minutes of getting used to it, my jaw relaxes and I'm able to suck in half over his thick cock. Its then I really begin to enjoy myself.
He's trying to be quiet as I gain more confidence sucking his dick, but he moans louder than I want him to a few times.
Its then I think, if I rode his cock and kissed him, it would quieten any moaning.
So I stop sucking his dick, which he tries to push me back down to, then take off my knickers. He understands then and moves so I can straddle him.
Sinking down, I guide his cock into my drippingly wet pussy and impale myself on the nicest, biggest cock I've ever had fuck me.
We kiss and he grips my arse cheeks with both hands.
He kind of sets the rhythm with his hands moving me up and down his thick cock shaft.
Then as I'm sliding so beautifully down his cock again, he slides a finger inside my arse. Its my turn to moan loudly, as a wonderfully strong orgasm tears through me.
Forgetting about the noise, he has me removed my bra, which was tricky in that space, but I managed it, leaving me wearing just my skirt and concert t-shirt.
Moving his left hand from my arse to my breasts, he begins to finger my arsehole again, play with my breasts and nipples and thrusts upwards much harder than before.
Letting him fuck me far deeper and rougher by lifting up a little, he really starts to fuck me. Still with a finger very much up my backside I begin to have another orgasm just as his huge cock erupts up my pussy. His cock is still pumping away deep inside me, when I have The most intense and long lasting climax of my life.
I'm not sure how I didn't scream out loud. What I do know is I shook like a leaf on his cock for a couple of minutes.
Helping off his gorgeous dick, I can see it covered in his cum and my pussy juices. Its too good an opportunity, so I went down on him and sucked his cock back into my mouth. I licked and sucked every drop of liquid off his penis, then swallowed it all.
I'm about to thank him for such a good time, when he moves us around so I'm in the corner seat. Having me lay down almost, he lifts my legs and puts his face between them. Tonguing my pussy and arse, he slurps away sucking on my clitoris too. I'm just building up to another orgasm when the coach begins to slow down and eventually stop.
We quickly as its slowing, get ourselves together and return to our seats.
Its not our stop, but the coach stopping has woken his wife up.
A couple of minutes later she joins him. For the rest of the journey I travel without my knickers or bra on, and with my pussy gently throbbing from his cock size and my orgasms.
As he gets off just before my stop, he hands me a scrap of paper. His wife was busy getting herself sorted to notice and he winks at me as they leave.
Looking at the paper, its got his name Alan and a phone number with a short message after it. It read 'Youre beautiful and amazing, message me'.
When I got off the coach, my husband was sat waiting in his car. I still would have had Alans cum coating my mouth as we kissed. For nearly ten minutes he didn't stop apologising, then drove us home.
Even though he knew I was knackered, my husband slid in next to me naked in bed. Trying to tell him I was tired, which I was, he got between my legs anyway and licked my pussy. Making me orgasm before moving up and thrusting his cock into me. He fucked me for a few minutes, pulled out quickly and shot his cum all over my stomach and breasts. I didn't care, as I turned onto my side and fell asleep.
Its two years on. My husband and I made up and things have almost got back to normal.
I just couldn't resist texting Alan after a couple of months. We met at a reservoir in our cars, and had the most wonderful time in the woodland overlooking the water landscape as his fucked me. Two or three times a month we meet up for sex. Sometimes at a hotel, sometimes at his home, but I mostly love having sex with him outdoors, as its such a huge turn on.
I know I'm cheating on my husband. But he broke my heart leaving me on my own that day.

I Am Still A Little Numb And In Shock

WTF just happened? Seven years of marriage and 2 kids at home and I just let a random guy from a bar hit it with me for no reason other then he was so hot and into me. WTF did I just do! I am sitting here typing this out and posting it here so that I never forget the way it made me feel and so that one can ever find a copy of this on my computer.

This is not me. I don't cheat but I did. My head feels like soup right now. It's not that I don't get hit on, every woman does no matter how bad she looks. But I get hit on normally by guys in my league and they are just not worth the trauma or stress to cheat with. This is the first time I ever in my life got hit on by the fucking stud of my teen year dreams and I just folded and spread it without a second thought. He was literally thrusting inside me before I even thought about my husband back home.

I am not the hot girl. I am not even the mousey or quirky nerdy girl. I am just plain to less than average. I am a little plumb (not fat) girl and just not noticeably attractive. I am not gross or ugly, I am just not someone noticeably fuckable to most guys who walk in a bar looking to get laid. My husband is the same as a guy. He is ok, he is loving, but yeah, we match. I am not going to say we settled for each other, he is a good man! That said, honestly, neither of us married each other for looks or lust. Sex is well with work...ok.

I am traveling back from visiting my mom who was sick in and a stopped outside of Boston for the night and the hotel had some cheap restaurant and bar downstairs. I just went down to eat and have a few drinks to pass the time and help me sleep. Mike was a local who was a damn near double of Bret Michaels in his prime. He had a godlike body, tats all over, and the long flowing blonde hair, headband, and leather vest, that whole bad boy package. He was playing drums in the house band and in between sets started buying me drinks and flirting. I was like a school girl in lust. He was fucking hitting on me? I didn't think anything would happen, he likely could have fucked anyone he wanted in the bar. But then before his last set, he bought me another drink and just boldly said, "Look, its the last set and you have to you know by now I want give you some dick, so If you're still here after this set, that means you want me to hit it too, and I am going to your room for the night and giving the D."

Fuck his body was has hot as it looked. Maybe it was playing the drums or maybe he works out but he was ripped and tatted, He was so strong and masculine he picked me right up off my feet and planted me on the desk in my room like i was his little lust toy, and spread my legs, tore my panties off under my skirt with one hand, unbuckled with the other, and was in me before I even put my purse down. There i was a married woman of 7 years with some complete fantasy of a man, really fucking my wet pussy in a way i have not even dared to dream before, no condom, ripping each others clothes off like kids. Oh yes, he was so strong, powerful, thrusting in me like he had to have me now. His body was so hard and consuming, i felt like putty melting and molding around his muscular body and thrusting hard cock. He was over powering in a good way, holding me so fucking tight and powerful. His dick was so hungry in my pussy and i fucked it back for all i had. I wanted to make this stud cum in my little used up mommy pussy so bad. Soon we were naked, I was pressed between the desktop and back wall and he was all up in me one knee in the desk really pounding the literal hell out of me, with no mercy, like a was some cheap whore he was man enough to take control of. He kissed me deeply, but not in a romantic way, in a more "cum on my dick you whore" way. This was all lust and he want me to lust with him too. He was plowing me like i was tonight's random hole to cum in and he wanted me to know it! He was literally banging me against the wall trying to get himself off ... talking dirty to me making sure i understood a was his "groupie wet hole"... and the he didn't even know my name... He kept bargain he was fucking me without even knowing my name and what a dirty whore I was to let a random man treat me like that. i started orgasming and got very vocal about it and was scratching his back with my nails and begging him to cum in my pussy, bagging him to cream pie me (yes i used those words) and he did!

FUCK! It was the best sex of my life! I have had good sex but never this good! He lifted me form the wall and we collapsed on the bed with tiny me still in his arms and cum dripping out of me. I murmured "My name is Maria" gasping between breathes and he laughed so hard and held me tight. He said he knew all the locals and knew i was not, he saw my ring and he wanted the thrill of being my bad boy. I told him it was the first time i ever cheated on my husband in 7 years of marriage and that turned him on and he made me suck his beautiful perfectly shaved and groomed dick while he watched me suck both is cock and balls he called me his "little married milf cock sucking slut". I know it was wrong, but fuck his whole body, his whole package his eyes, the alpha entitled way he spoke me with such confidence it got me all caught up. it was all perfect. It was like i was living the dream that as a plumb below average teenage me knew i'd never have and not at 31 I finally had my opportunity and i was not going to think about my home life until morning, i was going to be his dirty little slut all night long and hope no one ever found out.

I basically went sub all night, which is something my husband never gets. I sucked, i swallowed, I rode him cowgirl and reverse cowgirl, i did all the work form him the rest of the night. I let him use me, call me dirty names, and I paid homage to his beauty body and dick, and even let him double finger me ass while fucking me. The only thing I did that I regret is I let him take a picture of me with his dick in my mouth. She said, he likes to collect pictures of the married ones as trophies. I know that was so stoooopid but I was lost in the lust when I did it. Fuck. Oh well he only know my first name.

He stayed all night (i was shocked) we fucked in the morning in the shower and he cummed inside me for the 3rd time but he is now gone. I'll never see him again, and I am about to close this laptop and get on the road to my hubby. I am going to stop by the CVS on my way out of town and get the day after pill to be sure. I don't regret this, I am only worried that having had sex this good, my husbands flabby body and low energy small dick might never really be enough again. I might had to fake it for a while with him.

Honestly, I am still a little numb and in shock. I don't think I'd cheat again, I know I'll never see Mike again. I might if the guy was hot or really muscular. I love over strong and powerful Mike fucked. It's weird, I still love my husband but my mind keeps drifting to wanting to fuck strong men. That's way i want to right this someplace no one would know it's me. I want my feelings on record so i can come back to this and ..(continue confession)

I Enjoy My GF Used

My GF works in a pub in south Calgary. She’s a slut and I enjoy it. She has been fingered at work. She has given handjobs, blowjobs and even had sex with customers at work or after work.
On occasion I have let her have sex with her male friends and immediately after they leave I lick and fuck their cum out of her pussy.
I’m a straight male, but I do like licking other guys cum out of her knowing she made them cum.
I have probably licked at least three of her friends cum out of her. That doesn’t include all the guys I do t know about at work before she came home to me.
She has no problem getting guys to have sex with her or fool around with her because she’s a smoke show. Big perfect tits, nice ass, bald perfect pussy and a sexy face.
I hope to watch her have sex and take a big load and eat a fresh load out of her. Hearing her moan with pleasure as another guy brings her to orgasm on his cock.

Wanna See Husband Taking It

I want so much to watch my husband get fucked by another man. I don't know why, I just like it. My brother is gay and quite frankly I watched him fuck so many guys when he was growing up. I really liked it and my husband insists he doesn't want it. I know he's had sex with guys before, he's told me all about it, and he was the bottom mostly. He just won't do it with me watching, so I said that maybe he should do it, then he and can get together after the guys leaves and he can tell me all about it. I so want to stick my finger in his backhole and feel it all slippery from the other guys cum.

I don't know how I can talk hm into it. I think he might be afraid to go back to that type of sex because he won't want regular sex anymore. I just dont' know.

Raw Is War

I explored my bi side when I was in college and managed to connect with a guy my age that was black. He was also in college and shared a house with a couple roommates so figured out a time to meet was a bit of a struggle but I'd always wanted to play with a black guy so I didn't mind organizing a time for me to stop by his place.

The day we met was cold and rainy. I had to park on the road (as per his request) and got wet running to the front door. He quickly let me inside and laughed a little and said it should be pretty easy to get me out of my clothes since I was so wet. That broke the ice and I followed him up to his room.

I quickly took off my wet clothes and saw he'd done the same and was sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard. I crawled onto the bed and started sucking his nice cock. He was a decent size (not huge) but had nice big balls that he enjoyed me licking, sucking and spitting all over.

He liked to hold my head down until I gagged on his cock and got more and more spit on it. He called me names, slapped my ass and made me eat his. I loved it and was rock hard myself. He told me to get on all 4 at the end of the bed while he put on a condom. He tongued my ass a little bit before lubing it up.

He slid his hard cock in my ass nice and slowly to start, letting my ass tighten around it before he started thrusting. He slapped my ass a couple of times and asked if I liked it which I confirmed. He then got up in the frogger position, grabbed my head and covered my mouth as he fucked me hard and fast. I could feel his big balls slapping against my balls as he fucked me harder and harder.

I could tell he was getting close by his breathing pattern and by his pace slowing down. He finished with 3 or 4 hard thrusts before pulling out and walking out his room and into the bathroom. I laid down on my back on the bed and tried to catch my breath. My ass felt nice and loose, I hadn't made a mess and my cock was rock hard.

When he came back into the room, I was lying there stroking my cock. He walked up beside the bed with his cock still semi hard. I said I was hoping he was going to cum on my face and he told me how much he liked my ass.

I reached over and started stroking his cock again. He moved closer and I put him in my mouth again, teasing him, making him groan and moan as his cock got hard again. I slid all the way down on it and he held my head down until I gagged and gasped for air. I told him to get on the bed beside me and he did.

I turned so my ass pressed up against his cock. I could feel it throbbing against my ass and told him to fuck me again. He asked if I wanted him to wear a condom and I said no. He asked if I was sure and I nodded. He slid his cock in my ass and wrapped his arms around me as he pounded my tight asshole.

He told me he was close and I told him I wanted him to cum in my ass. He said ok right before he went and again, finished with 3 or 4 hard thrusts. We cleaned up, he thanked me and I never saw him again... I've thought about that thick black cock exploding in my ass a lot since then.

Watching My Mum

Some 42 years ago my mum was 30 years old and very sexy. Always dressed nice, sexy undies that I used to love and touch in her wardrobe, (still do) At the time I would be around 12 or 13 years old.

My dad was a drinker most Friday nights and was at the pub with his friends, why my mum stopped at home to look after me and my two younger brothers. Around 11pm I was woken by noises downstairs. I got out of bed very quietly and slowly creeped down the stairs to look what it was. The sight I got was out of this world for a horny teenager like me, my mum was lying on her back on the living room carpet, completely naked being fucked hard by another man, not my dad.

I was instantly hard, which I quickly removed from my pjs and carried on watching stroking my cock. The noice I heard was my mum breathing heavy as he was fucking her hard for around ten minutes as I watched wide eyed. They stopped and changed position and I got a amazing view of my mum naked. She had the most amazing pair of tits on her, D cups, flat stomach and a lovely round arse on her, and to top it all a lovely landing strip of black pubic hair that went down to her clit and lovely big freshly fucked pussy lips.

She then said ‘I want to taste myself of your cock’ she got down and sucked and licked his cock all the time making approving moans.

When she had done, she got on all 4s and stuck her arse in the air looking straight towards me. I froze with my cock in my hand, had she seen me? ‘ Fuck me from behind she said. He then got behind her licked her pussy and ass for 5 minutes, he then slipped his shiny wet cock into my mums soaking wet pussy all the way in one stroke, she let out a long moan as it slide in.

He started to build a steady rhythm fucking her slowing, reaching under and grabbing her big tits and pinching her nipples, I could see his cock sliding in and out of my mums pussy, she then said, ‘fuck me hard now, I want to cum’ he started to get a little harder and faster, she put her hand underneath herself and started to rub her clit, he was now fucking her really hard holding tight onto her arse, making her arse wobbly everything time he thrust into her, taking her breath away every time.

I was still stroking slowing watching my mum being fucked like this in front of me,not believing my eyes. It was then just as she was about to cum, she looked at me straight in the eyes and smiled. She had known I was there all along I found out years later. She started to cum and clasped forwards flat on the floor, he was still behind her with his cock hard covered in my mums cum. After a while she recovered and said ‘let me have that cum of yours’ She positioned herself so i could see everything and she sucked and wanked him until he cried out ‘I’m cumming’ then came all over my mums pretty face, the biggest load covering her face, she licked and sucked the last drops from his cock. She then proceeded to look straight at me and scoop the cum off her face and swallow it it. As he was cuming on my mum face, I shot a huge load of cum onto the stairs carpet. I then quietly went back to bed, pretending to be asleep. About 10 minutes later, she came into my room, still naked to check I was asleep, I wasn’t, but didnt move.
This is a true story and been in my mind for years and often used to wank to still.

In recent years me and my mum were chatting about things and sex popped up and she said ‘did you enjoy the show I gave you all those years ago. WTF. I have offered to fuck her recently but she says no.

Hospital Visit

It was raining like hell today. My wife's knee surgery went smoothly first thing in the morning, and by noon she was starting physical therapy. I stayed in the waiting room, then had lunch with her. She was still groggy, though, and told me to get some rest. I said I'd be back later to see her and gave her a kiss.

Outside the hospital, I stopped under the end of the covered walkway to light a cigarette. There was a woman there on the phone with her back to me--she was also smoking. I figured it was safe to smoke there before making my way across the rainy parking lot. I tried to give her space, but I could hear her talking angrily. When she hung up, she turned and saw me casually looking in the other direction. She apologized for the drama and I smiled, telling her it was no problem.

"Asshole won't come pick me up because he's too stoned," she said by way of explanation.

"Oops," I said sympathetically.

As I was smiling half-heartedly at her, I couldn't help but notice that her rain jacket was open and her t-shirt was clinging to her small, firm breasts. I don't know that she caught me, but she stepped closer and flicked her cigarette onto the grass.

"If you can give me a ride, I'll blow you on the way just so I can kiss him when I get home!" she said in a low, serious voice, her dark eyes drilling into mine.

I'd never cheated on my wife before, but this was too fucking good to pass up. I flicked my cigarette as well and smiled more fully.

"Let's go!" I said eagerly.

We pulled our hoods up and ran for it, splashing through the shallow puddles to my car. I punched the keys so the flashing lights would tell her which car to aim for and we both collapsed inside, laughing and panting. After a minute, I fished some paper towels from the back seat and offered her a handful, using my own to dry my face. She did the same and I snuck some glimpses of her smooth, pale neck and jawline. Her hair was light brown and hung damply around her face when she was done.

"So where are we going?" I asked when she looked back at me.

"Right outside New Haven," she said. "Is that too far?"

"Hell, no!" I told her. "I have all afternoon."

"Do you have Waze on your phone?" she asked.

I nodded.

"Put in Ernie's Pizza" she said. "That's right by my house."

I did what she asked and set the phone in the cradle. It was 12 miles and 17 minutes away. She looked at the screen when I did that and then turned to me with a grin. Her hand came to rest on my thigh somehow, the damp fabric already tightening from the swelling of my cock.

"Drive slow!" she said in a low, happy voice.

When I started the car, she shucked off her dripping jacket, fastened the seat belt behind her back so it wouldn't beep, and then turned sideways on her knees. I backed out of the parking spot and headed for the exit. She deftly opened my fly and fished out my thick cock, bending it get through the opening in my boxers and then my jeans. Before I was on the main road, she had started sucking, her cold hand on the shaft and her wet, hot tongue swirling around the crown.

I drove as carefully as I could, but it was really hard when she sucked me deep into her mouth and hummed, or when her thumb glided up and down the thick bottom ridge of my cock while she licked my sensitive tip.

All too soon, I was turning onto the road where Ernie's Pizza was. She could tell we were close, so she popped her mouth off me and looked up with a grin.

"Park in the way back behind the restaurant!" she commanded.

I bumped carefully into the lot and went as far as I could, pulling up to a vine-covered fence. It was still raining and there was no one around.

"Are you ready to cum?" she asked with a wicked smile.

"Fuck, yes!" I croaked, pushing the recline button and leaning back.

"Then it's time for my revenge present!" she said happily.

I lay back and her head descended once more into position. Without the distraction of driving, I was able to enjoy it even more and I twined my fingers into her hair, not pushing her down or anything but simply caressing her scalp as she bobbed energetically. Within minutes, I groaned deeply as I felt my orgasm approach. She must have felt my cock thicken because she hummed happily once more and started sucking hard on my crown while her finger and thumb made a tight circle that caressed my full length firmly.

"God!" I groaned aloud. "I gonna cum!"

She nodded briefly and lashed my cock with her tongue. That was all it took. Jet after jet of hot sperm leapt into her mouth and vanished as she began to suck and swallow eagerly. When the throbbing slowed down, she stroked me up and down to get every last drop and then made sure to lick every inch of my softening cock before she sat up proudly and licked her lips.

"That was amazing!" I gasped when she smiled at me.

"You taste good," she said in reply. "Thanks for the ride. And the cum!"

I nodded, dazed and not sure what to say. She slipped on her jacket, and then lunged forward to kiss my cheek as I straightened my seat back to driving position. Without another word, she smiled and opened to door, flipping her hood up against the driving rain, and then vanished across the parking lot.