Ms G..By Derrick

Some people get crushes on their teachers. Not me, plus I never had a good looking teacher, until my senior year in high school. One of my teachers caught my attention, not because of her looks, at first, but because of her age. She looked like she was 21 (I later found out she was 26). A lot of guys in the school thought she was hot. I thought she was very attractive, but not hot. She did have a very good body. She was 5' 7," 120 pounds, long sandy-blond hair, and brown eyes. She had a tight ass and nice B cup sized tits. I won't give her real name, so I'll call her Ms. G. Now Ms. G was a funny teacher, but kind of strict. Her class wasn't the best, or the funniest to be in. She gave us a lot of work. I was only in there for a semester and when it ended I had mixed emotions. As a person and a teacher, I liked Ms. G, but I wasn't sad to be out of her class. A couple of weeks into the new semester, we had to research a career and find someone to study in that career. I chose teacher. I had a hard time finding a teacher to study, but Ms. G gladly agreed to. So when the day came, I showed up to her room half an hour before school, as she requested. She was wearing black overalls with a tight, tan colored shirt underneath. Her outfit showed her features well. The day started easily enough. Ms. G guided me through her lesson plans for the day. To make you familiar with the schedule at that school, we have block-scheduling. You have three classes a day. There are A and B days, so you have A classes and B classes. The school days go A day, B day, A day, etc. This was a B day. In between the first and second classes is a 15 minute break. In between the second and last class is lunch. Each class is 1 hour and 40 minutes long. After going over lesson plans, the bell rang and Ms. G's B2 class came in. The class was boring. They just did a group assignment all period. I observed as Ms. G instructed the class and helped out the groups when they needed it. The first class ended. Ms. G and I went down to the office, made copies, grabbed a snack, and headed back to class. On the way back, I stopped to go to the bathroom. As I headed back to the room, I ran into a friend. He jokingly asked if I had screwed her yet.(During the time we had Ms. G together she told us she doesn't get involved with her students. She would tell the class repeatedly because there was a kid in the class who always asked her out.) I reminded my friend she doesn't see her students and we both laughed it off. Little did I know what would happen by the end of the day. The break ended, B4 came in. Same story with that class. Boring, they just did the group assignment. I was hungry and lunch couldn't come soon enough. Finally the class ended and it was lunch time. Ms. G and I grabbed lunch from the teacher's lounge and went back to her room. We made small talk, I learned she didn't have a boyfriend, which surprised me. We finished lunch and talked some more. While we were talking, she reached across her desk for a paper. As she bent over I couldn't help, but admire her ass. I instantly became aroused. When she sat down, she looked at me. First in the face, probably noticing I had been checking her out. Her eyes slowly crept down lower. I was sure she had seen the outline of my hardon through my jeans. Ms. G suddenly got up and walked out of the room. She said she'd be right back. She locked the door on the way out. She claimed she didn't want anyone to come in while she was gone. Minutes later, she came back in. I didn't notice right away that she left the door locked. Ms. G walked over to a cupboard and tried to reach for something on the top shelf. She couldn't get it. She tried again, but was still unable to reach it. She asked me if I would get it for her. I got up and walked over to her. I tried to reach over her for the small box she appeared to have been aiming for. She turned to me, put her hand on my chest, and said, "I lied." She quickly pushed me onto a desk and before I could react, she undid my jeans and pulled them down with my boxers. She grabbed my cock with one hand and put her mouth over the head. She sucked and licked just the head. She danced her tongue in circles over the tip. Her tongue then ran down the shaft. "You like that?" she said teasingly, "Want more?" "Yes!" I replied. Her lips covered the tip, then slowly started moving all the way down. She bobbed her head up and down at different speeds. Her hand worked my pole as her lips caressed the head. I was about to cum, then she stopped, and proceeded again. She did this about three more times. She was driving me crazy. As luck would have it, the bell rang for the last class. Ms. G straddled me and gave me a long passionate kiss. She said we would finish later. I pulled up my pants as she walked over to the door and let her class in. Needless to say, B6 seemed like it took forever to end. A couple of times during class, she would look over at me and smile. I wanted to just run over, throw her on a desk and fuck her right in front of the class. When class ended, Ms. G scooted her class out the door. She told me to stay seated as she walked towards me. She straddled me in the chair, kissed me again, and took off my shirt, followed by hers. She let me take off her bra. I pulled down my pants as she stood up and took off her overalls. To my amazement, she wore no panties. Her bald womanhood stared right at me. She straddled me again, kissing me some more as she rocked back and forth on the shaft of my penis. She was so hot and wet. I wanted to be inside her more than anything. She took my cock in her hand, put the tip to her love lips, rubbing it against them. Her juices moistened my rod. I raised my hips and tried to thrust into her, but she rose off me enough to avoid it. "Patience," she taunted. She again ran the head against her slit. She inserted a small part of the tip into her. She rubbed my dick around in a circular motion, then removed it from her. She looked me in the eye with a sex crazed look and asked. "Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want to feel your cock inside me, feeling me slide up and down your length until you can't take anymore? Do you want to cum in me?" "God Yes!" I groaned. Once again she put my aching cock to her entrance. This time she lowered herself onto the head. She stayed there for a second before continuing, slowly. The walls of her pussy gripped me tightly, lovingly, as they engulfed me. I could feel every ripple of every muscle grip my meat until she had taken me all the way in. The pleasure was intense. She fucked me hard, picking up the pace, slowing down, then going faster. Ms. G reached up and turned the radio on to muffle our moans. I couldn't believe I was fucking my teacher. The look in her eyes told me she had totally abandoned herself to the act. It felt so good driving my pole into her steamy channel. We continued fucking as I played with her ass and tits. Sweat started pouring off her body as she drove up and down my wet length as her ass slapped against my legs. Holding onto her hips was becoming impossible. The sensation was too great, but before I could cum, she stopped. Ms. G removed me from her completely. She slowly slid down my legs. She took my dick back into her mouth, tasting herself. Her lips worked up and down my rod ever so slowly. My climax started building. She sensed it and halted. She slowly rose to straddle me. She slid me into her ever so easily. She went straight for the kill this time, riding me at an unbelievable pace. The fire in my lions built to the point of explosion, but before it could escape into her, she once again stopped. She really knew how to push my buttons. Every time she stopped, I wanted her even more. Ms. G kissed me again before continuing. She slammed into me hard until she climaxed and came with a mind blowing orgasm and collapsed onto me. We stayed there, holding each other for several minutes, sticking together from the sweat. Ms. G stared fucking me again after catching her breath. A few seconds into it, I started to cum, then she stopped, but this time she got off me, pulled up my pants, and pushed me out the door. She said, "I'm not done with you yet." Our next meeting happened the next day, during school. I got called out of math class. On the way to the office, Ms. G stopped me and told me she called me out and to follow her. We walked out of the back of the school and out onto the football field. She told me she loved the snow and wanted to fuck in it. I told her it was crazy since it was cold and someone could see us if they walked out of the school. She said that's what made it so exciting. She stripped off her clothes right there, then she stripped off mine. I laid down in the snow. She straddled me and picked up right where we left off. It was so cold out, my back was almost numb. Her pussy felt so hot, like it was on fire, and she was wetter than ever. We fucked out in the snow right in plain of the school. The thrill was awesome. I couldn't take it and started to cum. Of course she stopped. "That's it." I said. I rolled her over onto her back and started pumping as fast and as hard as I could. I slammed my cock into her pussy like there was no tomorrow. The snow around us started to melt from the heat of our bodies. Each time I withdrew my dick, it seemed wetter and wetter. I rammed it back in to the hilt. I felt her clench her pussy muscles giving me even more pleasure. I ran my hands over her body and my fingers down her clit. The shock from the cold was something else, and it added more intensity. Ms. G was on the brink of the biggest orgasm of her life. She lifted her head to mine and we kissed as we made hot, passionate love in the snow on the 30 yard line. I didn't know how much more I could take. I was holding off until Ms. G came. Soon, the feeling from fucking and the shock of the cold was to much as her body writhed around, and she shuddered as she screamed and came. It had become too much and I followed right behind her, as I climaxed and shot my load deep into her cunny. I kissed her for a long time, then asked, "I thought you didn't get involved with your students?" She responded by saying, "You aren't one of MY students anymore, remember." Since then we have had sex several times. Her goal is to have sex in every classroom and office in the school. I plan on helping her reach that goal. It had been a long time since I'd last seen Ms. G. After our first encounter in high school we had seen each other quite often. We became very close. I no longer call her Ms. G in the casual sense. Although, I sometimes did refer to her as Ms. G in the heat of sexual pleasure, because I liked the idea of screwing my teacher. She liked the idea of having sex with her student. After that initial engagement in her classroom and on the football field, we constantly had sex. We would go at it during lunch, after school, when the rest of the school was in an assembly, and whenever we got the chance. We didn't reach our goal of doing it in every room in school, but we did come close. After my graduation I saw Ms. G as often as I could during the summer, then, college started. I was attending school out of state and hadn't seen Ms. G in almost two years. I hadn't spoken with her in over a year because we had lost contact with me moving around so often. However, luck would change that. My current place of employment arranged a joint training program with a place back home, which meant, I would be in town to see my naughty teacher. The day I couldn't wait for came. I did my training and immediately drove over to the high school. I happened to arrive at lunch. I walked to Ms. G's room, but she was out. I went and sat at her desk to wait for her. After a few minutes she entered the room looking through a pile of mail. She looked up and saw me. She seemed to have no reaction, but I couldn't get the smile off my face. I stood up and walked to her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed. I put my arms around her, rubbing her back. She suddenly shoved me away. "I hope you liked that cause that's all you get," she said. "Why the hell haven't you called me?" I tried to explain to her how I moved around because of roommate problems, and couldn't get my new info to her. I explained that she changed her number and e-mail, so I didn't know how to reach her. We argued for a bit, then the bell rang for lunch to end. "Stay here, we will talk when school is over," she demanded. I sat in her classroom through her last class of the day. I was both concerned and turned on. Coincidentally, Ms. G wore nearly the same outfit she had on at our first encounter. She wore the same black overalls with a white long sleeve shirt that hugged her firm B-cup breasts. I wondered if she still didn't wear underwear. I sat at her desk thinking if it was really over between us. I was hoping it wouldn't be. It shouldn't end like that. Ms. G didn't look at me once during her class lecture. As the minutes ticked by, my hopes faded. The bell chimed to dismiss school. After the classroom emptied out, Ms. G sat in a chair across the room from me. She said nothing, just stared at her papers through her glasses. The silence unnerved me. My guts tightened up. I felt like a little kid waiting for dad to come home and punish me. I knew it was over. Ms. G then stood up and walked to me. She stopped at the side of my chair. I stood to talk to her face to face. She glared at me. I could feel her eyes burn a hole in my head. Suddenly, her glare turned to a huge smile. "You are so much fun to play with," she giggled. Ms. G pushed me back into the chair. She dropped to her knees and rested against my lap. She looked up at me as her hand went for my zipper. "I've missed you," she said. "Now I'll make up for what we've missed." Soon my pants and underwear were around my ankles. Ms. G grabbed hold of my cock. She held it for a few seconds before lowering her head to it. She inserted the head into her mouth and licked it. Her lips caressed my staff as it grew to full attention. Ms. G ran her tongue along my urethra. Ms. G stood up and went into a slow strip tease. I kicked off my shoes and quickly removed my pants, underwear socks, and shirt. Ms. G undid one strap of her overalls and then the other. She kicked her shoes off. She slid the overalls off her hips to reveal a white pair of thong underwear. Ms. G stepped out of her overalls and grabbed the bottom of her shirt. She raised her arms and pulled the shirt off. Ms. G stood still for a moment in her matching white bra and thong for me to admire. She quickly assumed her position back on the floor and went to work. Ms. G's lips engulfed my cock and began to slide along the shaft, first slow, then fast. Her hot, moist mouth then worked over the head while her right hand jerked on the rest of my bar. I gripped the chair, my fingers grinding into the padding. Ms. G crawled up my lap and straddled me. She took her glasses off and threw them onto her desk. She then pressed her lips into mine and we kissed. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and bobbed her head up and down on it. My hands wondered along her back and down to her ass. We kissed some more before Ms. G slid back to the floor and sucked my rod some more. When I was right where she wanted me, Ms. G stood and slid her thong down her thighs and kicked them aside. She climbed back onto my lap, straddling me. Ms. G took my pole into her hand and put it to her entrance. She rubbed it along her delicate folds before inserting it into her. Ms. G sunk down onto me, absorbing all of my spike. Ms. G put her arms behind my head and rode me. My prick slipped through her passage, its walls gripping me. Ms. G paused for a second and removed her bra. I placed my mouth over her left breast and began sucking on the nipple while Ms. G fucked me. As she drove up and down my length she was getting hotter. Soon, I could no longer maintain a grip on her breast. Her hips pounded down onto mine. Her nails dug into the back of my neck. "Oh yes," she screamed. "God I love you inside me." Ms. G moaned some more, trying not to alarm anyone inside the school. She continued to cruise my rig, sweat sliding down her body and onto me. I gripped her ass for support. "Grab it harder," she ordered through her teeth. I did as instructed and pressed my fingers deep into her ass cheeks. I kneaded each cheek as they slammed into my thighs. Ms. G ground her nails into my neck and pulled my head to hers, looking me in the eyes. "Do you want me to cum for you?" she managed to ask. "Yes." "I didn't hear you," she voiced. "YES," I shouted. Ms. G bucked even faster. Her vaginal muscles choked my cock. I struggled not to finish with her. Ms. G threw her head back, trying to get some words to escape her lips. "I'm cumming," she managed to cry out rather loudly. Ms. G slammed into me one final time and froze in orgasm. Her loud moans gradually quieted, until they stopped. Ms. G took a second to catch her breath before standing up and turning her back to me. I watched her firm ass as it lowered itself to my lap. Ms. G straddled me again and inserted my soaked hardon into herself again. Ms. G rode me again. Her ass battered down on my hips. "God damn," she gasped. "I'm going to cum again here soon." "Please do," I managed to get out. With my approval, Ms. G bounced on me harder. My hands held her hips tight. Ms. G grabbed her breasts in her hands. I'm sure their heavy hopping couldn't have felt very pleasant. Ms. G played with her erect nipples as my throbbing organ plunged through her scorching cave. "Do you like watching my ass move up and down?" she asked between pants. "No, I love watching it." Somehow I could tell Ms. G was smiling. I knew that comment had fueled her some more. When I thought she had little energy left, she increased her speed. She was going into another orgasm. Ms. G let loose of her boobs and placed her hands behind her on my chest to help impale herself on my spike. Ms. G screamed more as she came. Ms. G casually slowed to a stop. Her naked body leaned against mine. She was spent, but I was just starting. I helped Ms. G to her feet and stood behind her. I leaned her forward until her hands rested on her desk. I seized my staff in my hand and sank it into Ms. G's sizzling cavern. I gripped her hips as I worked my cock through her. I bucked my hips hard, then easy, varying the friction on her g-spot. "God fuck me," she demanded. I picked up the tempo. My man-pole glided across her g- spot. Ms. G was cumming in no time. I could see she was gritting her teeth together to stop from shrieking. Ms. G seemed to orgasm with every stroke I took. The ripples of her love muscles gripped me individually. I couldn't last much longer. "Stop, stop," she requested to my surprise. "Pull out." I did as told. Ms. G turned to me, gave me a quick kiss and dropped to her knees. She captured my cock and watched it glisten in the light. Ms. G placed her luscious lips over the head, and took short bobs with her head. Her right hand worked the shaft. I could feel my groin surge. I was going to cum. Ms. G removed her mouth, but her hand still did its job. "Cum for me," she ordered. "I'm cumming," I moaned. With that, Ms. G returned her mouth to the head. I shot my load into her mouth and she sucked it all down. I wanted to collapse. She had blown my mind. This was great. Little did I know, this wasn't all she had planned. "Wanna go again?" Ms. G asked. I looked down at her. She was smiling. It wasn't just a smile, it was more of an evil grin. I could tell there was something on her mind. "Oh yes," I responded. Ms. G stood and leaned against the desk again. "Come here," she voiced. I walked up behind her. She reached into a drawer and pulled out a tube of lubricant and handed it to me. "I've been waiting a long time for you," she informed me. "I want you to fuck my ass." Just hearing her say that made me want to cum, again. Ms. G delivered what she'd promised and more. Now she was going far, far beyond. I took the lube from her. She grasped the sides of her desk. I opened the tube and applied some lubricant to her hole. I slid my index finger inside cautiously. Ms. G bit her lip slightly. I worked my finger in and out of her hole, increasing the pace little by little. Her tight hole squeezed my finger. Imagining what it'd do to my cock, made me wild. My raging manhood throbbed in jealousy. "Come on, fuck my ass," Ms. G pleaded. I didn't want to make her ask again. I applied more lube to her ass and a generous amount to my cock. I placed the tip to her asshole and rubbed it around. I eased forward and the head penetrated her tight ass. I stayed for a moment before sliding in another inch. Ms. G turned her head to see my cock in her ass. "Yes, baby," she encouraged. "give it to me." I urged forward a tad bit. Ms. G jumped a little. I paused. "Six more inches." I informed her. I inched into her ass some more. It clasped around my rod. "Five more inches." Ms. G chuckled a little, she was loving this and so was I. I eased in more. "Four inches to go." "Go further please," she invited. I fulfilled her wish. "Three inches." It was so much fun to play with Ms. G this way. "You want more?" I teased. "Yes, give it all to me." I pushed in again. "Two more inches" "Please, shove the rest into my ass." Ms. G pleaded. I pushed further. "One last inch." "Come on baby, fuck my ass," She begged. With one last prod Ms. G's asshole engulfed my entire cock. Ms. G moaned. I delicately pulled out a little and slid back into her ass. Ms. G had no reaction besides pleasure. I cautiously started pumping my hips. Her tight ass choked my cock with every amazing stroke. I withdrew my hardon completely from her ass and then nudged it back in. Ms. G threw her head back with a moan. I withdrew again and pushed it back in, this time proceeding until I was balls-deep in her ass. "Fuck me," Ms. G moaned. I fucked her ass immediately. I watched as her hole swallowed my rod. Her ass clutched my cock as if it didn't want to let it go. I couldn't believe how delightfully tight Ms. G's ass was. Every stroke was a struggle not to orgasm. I wanted to cum inside her ass, but at the same time, I wanted it to last longer. My slow pace quickened slightly. "Faster," Ms. G managed. "Fuck me faster, I'm gonna cum." I plummeted into her ass faster, I could feel the fire in my loins build. I knew I was cumming soon. "Cum with me," Ms. G directed. I pumped harder. Ms. G's cries grew louder. My hips smacked her ass cheeks as I sliced through her ass. I thrust faster. Ms. G's mouth hung open, but she couldn't manage to release a sound. She reached behind her with her right arm and placed it on my left shoulder. Her nails dug in. I continued, harder, faster. Ms. G moved her arm to my neck for a better grip. I looked her in the eyes. "I'm gonna cum," I informed her. "Me too. Come on baby fuck me, fuck me, let's finish together." We looked right into each other's eyes as we both cried out and came with mind blowing orgasms. We collapsed onto the floor of the classroom. Ms. G laid on top of me and we held each other until we stuck there from the sweat. My personal sex teacher then looked at me. Ms. G smiled and asked, "Do you want to try and finish our goal?" We'll let you know when we succeed.

Just you And I ..By Ami

JUST YOU AND I SHARING OUR LOVE TOGETHER.TAKE ME IN YOUR ARM'S TONIGHT.MAKE ME FEEL THE LOVE YOU HAVE TO OFFER.MAKE ME TREMBLE INSIDE BEGGING FOR MORE--- THAT YOU HAVE TO OFFER.OFFER ME YOUR BODY I'LL GIVE YOU MY SOUL..MY SOUL AND BODY ACHES FOR UR CONTROL.CONTROL MY SOUL,CONTROL MY BODY,CONTROL MY MIND, WITH UR BODY.YOU MOVE SLOW BRINGS ME TO WEAKNESS.WEAKNESS IN MY KNEE'S,WEAKNESS IN MY MIND,WEAKNESS BRINGS THE DESI RE'S OF ME THAT WANT TO CONTROL YOUR BODY.TO MAKE YOU FEEL THE HOT PASSION BURNING INSIDE MY SOUL.TO TAKE MY BODY UPON YOURS AND CONTROL YOUR SO LONG DESIRE'S.DESI RE'S THAT YOU AND ME LONG TO HOLD.HOLDING ONE ANOTHER TOUCHING ONE ANOTHER LONGING TO FEEL OUR BODIES EXPLODE.EXPLODE WITH PASSIONS JUST YOU AND I.BRING ME DOWN, WITH YOUR MIND BRING ME DOWN TO MY WEAKNESS,BRING ME WHERE NO OTHER MAN HAS BROUGHT ME...TO SHARE THIS LOVE OF YOU AND I BRINGS ME TO MY WEAKNESS...WEAKNESS OF PLEASURE'S, YOU ALWAYS GIVE...SATISFYING YOU BRING ME DOWN....DOWN TO PARADISE JUST BETWEEN YOU AND I

A Dream Of You..By Ami

I DREAMT OF U LAST NIGHT....THE SMELL OF UR SKIN LINGER'S ALL AROUND.....WHILE SLEEPING FEEL YOU SO NEAR YOUR BODY TOUCHING MINE FEEL UR HAND'S CARESS MY BODY WITH SUCH CARE....YOUR HOT BREATH'S UPON MY BODY MELT MY SOUL YOU PULL ME NEAR TO YOU OUR HEART'S BEATING THE SAME TOGETHER OUR BREATHING BEGIN'S TO RACE FOR ONE ANOTHER PULL ME NEAR TO U TO KISS MY HOT LIP'S TO YOURS....YOUR HAND'S CARESSING MY BODY WITH SUCH PASSION'S....MAKING ME FEEL THE ECSTASY YOUR LIP'S AND TONGUE TASTING ALL....MAKING ME MOVE IN SUCH DELIGHT....TO FEEL UR BODY CLIMB ON TOP AND THE SLIDING IN WAS....."OH SO GOD GOOD"COME LOVE ME TONIGHT AGAIN AND AGAIN IN MY DREAM'S BUT I SAY IT WILL BE BLESSED WHEN IT BECOMES IN REAL....

Seduction..by Sara

Take heed, dear heart Once apart, she can touch nor me nor you Dressed as one A wolf will betray a lamb Lead astray the gazers The razors on your seducing skin In the meadow of sinful thoughts Every flower`s perfect To paradise with pleasure haunted by fear A sin for him Desire within A burning veil For the bride too dear for him A sin for him Desire within Fall in love with your deep dark sin I am the Fallen You are what my sins enclose Lust is not as creative As its discovery To paradise with pleasure haunted by fear A sin for him...Bless me, undress me Pick your prey in a wicked way God I must confess......I do envy the sinners

Echos..by Thick Sweet Sexy

Echoes of your presence lay next to me as my mind wanders in the darkness. I breathe in your scent and tears escape me as our memories flash across my eyes. I need you here with me, so much emptiness without you. I close my eyes and I see you laying there next to me, gently playing with my hair as we talk in the moonlight. Our time together is fleeting and I can feel the heaviness in my heart because of it. Your lips touch mine and I am drunk from your sweet kisses and I swoon from your embrace. I lay in the darkness alone and I crave you. Nothing is the same when you're gone. The sun isn’t so bright, the flowers lose their scent, and my existence seems so dreary. You are like a beautiful bird, feathers soft and brilliant bringing sunshine and light into my world. The sadness only comes when you have to fly away. What is this crazy thing called love and how did it sneak up on me so? I can’t wait till you fly to me once more........ThickSexySweet

Words,,By John-Michael

its hard to come up with the right words..so many people have told you so many things
at times i think you don't hear anything i say. yet i wont beg.
I'm just really trying to be there and to love who you are without all the mental games you have been put though and need to want to be involved in.
its not my fault you love those people in the past and why take it out on me..I'm not in the heartbreaking business
i do my best to be true
but all you want is the wrong side of love then whine about how love is a lie
ill just wait for you to come to your senses
but as Forrest said,
"I may not be a smart man Jenny, but I know what love is."
and so it goes...

Black Goddess..By Aaron

It was a week before Christmas and I had taken my last mid-term of the Winter semester, while I was confident of doing well; I was nearly brain dead and couldn't wait to get home for some rest. And despite it already being a bit late, I was surprised to find nearly a hundred of my fellow university classmates at the platform for the street car. Everyone knew the routine and once the doors opened, everyone would rush into the bus and be crammed like sardines. I was on auto-pilot at this point, as I would try to ignore my surroundings and rest as I stood in the crowded street car. I didn't even notice that there was a person standing in front of me until I began to hear some distinct soft moans.After a few minutes, the person turned around to me and moaned for me to push a little bit harder. It was then that I discovered that the person was a beautiful Black goddess, Penny. And while I had never dated a Black woman before, I began to feel energized as my cock began to throb and within seconds was a raging erection. I did as Penny wanted and pushed my groin hard against her buttocks. I was for matters, dry-fucking Penny as we rode on the bus. Our fun continued while standing up until we reached a bus stop when a single seat became available. I thought Penny would naturally sit down, but Penny insisted that I sit down as we could share the seat. I didn't know of what Penny had in mind until I sat down and she sat down on my lap.Penny surprised me a few seconds later, as she wrapped around my neck and kissed me. Penny gave everyone in the bus including me that she was my girlfriend and not a person I had never laid eyes on prior to that evening. After the kiss, Penny introduces herself to me and commented of feeling a bit horny as instead of a mid-term; Penny had attended a party and not accustomed to drinking liquor. And while part of me wanted to get Penny home and fuck my Black goddess; I didn't want to take advantage of Penny and asked if she wanted to get some dinner. Penny answered by giving me another kiss where she slipped her tongue into my mouth and allowed me to taste a hint of alcohol Penny had drank from the party.Penny then whispered if I wanted to eat something, or eat her pussy. I couldn't believe my ears, as I had never even dated a Black woman before and here was a Black goddess who was offering herself to me. I answered Penny by kissing her and slipping my hand under the hem of Penny's suede skirt before running a finger against the crotch of her panties. Penny was a bit stunned by what I was doing as she kissed again before saying I would be her first Asian lover. Penny's pussy was oozing love honey at this point as I returned her kiss before commenting on how I was going to demonstrate to Penny of why there were more than a Billion people living in China.And as soon as we got out of the bus terminal, Penny and I got into a cab which took us to my apartment. Once in the privacy of my apartment, Penny unzipped her boots and began undressing. I couldn't wait, as I picked up Penny and carried into the bedroom. I lowered Penny to the bed and while she finished undressing, I took off my clothes as well. When Penny was finished, she spread her legs and revealed the swollen pink folds of her pussy which glistened with love honey. I took my sweet time as I licked and probed Penny's pussy. Penny began to moan and gasp for breath while her body quivered and writhed to the sensation of my tongue touching the most sensitive parts of her body.I was more than a bit surprised when Penny screamed out a series of, "Oh gods," before moaning that she was having an orgasm; but not even the best actress can fake the release of love honey and that's what was gushed from the inner depths of Penny's swollen pink pussy. The spray of love honey was the encouragement I was looking for as I picked up my oral lovemaking up a notch, as I began licking and sucking on Penny's clitoris while finger-fucking her pussy. Penny thrashed about on the bed like a fish out of water, all the while Penny was moaning and cursing of how good I was making her feel. It didn't take long before Penny screamed out she was having another orgasm, this continued for nearly twenty minutes and when I finally stopped; Penny was in a daze as I kissed her on the lips and gave Penny the chance to taste her own vaginal secretions that covered my face and tongue.I gave Penny a moment to catch her breath as I went to the nightstand to get a condom. I rubbed my latex sheathed erection against the opening of Penny's swollen pink pussy which was still covered with a combination of her love honey and my saliva, I then pushed forward and began pushing my erect cock into Penny's pussy. I wasn't really sure of what to expect as I pushed my erection into Penny's pussy as I fucked her in the missionary position, but I found Penny to be surprisingly tight and almost virginal. And as I proceeded to pummel Penny's pussy, I kissed Penny and fondled her ample D-cup breasts. I laughed to myself while I had Penny's D-cup breasts in my hands as this was totally unlike the Asian girls and some White women I had been with.Penny's nipples were huge and quickly discovered to be very sensitive, but it was sort of difficult as she was already moaning and gasping to the sensation of my latex sheathed cock sliding in and out of Penny's swollen pink cunt. I became aware of the sensitivity of Penny's nipples only when she screamed out of having another orgasm when I began pinching one of her nipples. Penny told me afterwards that she did indeed have very sensitive nipples and said it was maddening when I began to suckle on one nipples and pinching the other; or, when I would tease Penny's nipple with my teeth and pretended to want to bite her nipple while pinching the other. Penny also got a bit of a surprise when I withdrew my still erect latex sheathed cock from her pussy, as she thought I had fucked her using a dildo because of my size and when she got a glimpse of the black color of the condom.Penny and I cuddled for a few minutes and rested before she got on top of me. Penny lowered her pussy to my mouth while she slipped the latex condom from my cock and began sucking. Penny wasn't very experienced in giving head as she tried to deep throat my cock once it was fully erect and lost her ability to concentrate as I brought her near a climax. After Penny experienced a couple of orgasms, she unrolled another condom over my erection before climbing on top and taking a wicked ride. We finished when I fucked Penny doggie style, as she especially enjoyed it when I reached between her legs and fingered Penny's clitoris while fucking her pussy; but I have to admit that I didn't orgasm until I fucked Penny while in the shower the next morning. Penny and I had a great Winter break, as we couldn't get enough of each other and fucked until I couldn't get another erection. I wanted to extend the relationship, but Penny said her boyfriend was transferring to our school. P! enny and I still get together for a 2 hour marathon from time to time, as Penny enjoys me letting her be on top and while we're in the shower; especially, when I call her cellphone and referred to Penny as being my Black goddess.

Matts Eyes...By SteveSaint

Life as I knew it was over when I looked into his eyes that day. Those beautiful blue eyes, seeming to glimpse deep down into my soul-eyes of cool fire that wrecked my life.My name is Jeanine Oliver. Before that day, I had been happily married (really!) for over 18 years, although I've experienced some angst lately from celebrating (?) my 40th birthday. I have one child, a daughter named Marie, who's a 17-year-old high school senior. My husband says I have good genes, his way of complementing me on keeping a youthful shape. The truth of the matter is I work at it, exercising regularly-some would say religiously-either at home or at the gym. No bragging, but my younger sister no longer wants to be seen with me at the beach; she says I look too good in a bikini. My husband, Jim, still has the hots for me; we make love often, but not as frequently as when we were first married, I must admit.The day that changed my life was the day Marie brought her new boyfriend home to meet Jim and me. She appears to be smitten with him. Matt had been seeing Marie for a few months now, and has asked if he could escort her to her senior prom. Since he's in college and a couple of years older than Marie, we wanted to meet him first. Marie arranged to bring Matt over later in the day, so I used the intervening time to do some cleaning around the house. I put on my favorite, comfortable white bikini and started cleaning. I was out back, tidying around the pool, when I heard Marie call out for me from the front of the house. Oh shit, they're early; well, Marie can show Matt around the house while we wait for Jim, and I can change out of my suit. I responded to Marie's call by hollering for them to meet me by the pool.When Matt walked through the patio door, my heart stopped. Oh God! Curly blonde hair, blue eyes, lean yet muscular, and nicely tanned, he was something to look at. And he was certainly looking at me.I could have been naked the way he was checking me out from head to toe. When those fantastic blue eyes locked on mine I could feel the heat spread through me; sensing my nipples harden, feeling like a hive of bees buzzing around and through me. I stammered an "excuse me" and quickly went to the bedroom to change. I keep imagining those eyes and that body. When I slide out of my bikini bottoms, I'm amazed to find the whole crotch area soaking wet. I reach down and probe my vulva. I'm so wet my fingers practically fall between my well-lubricated labia; I think of Matt's eyes and body-what would it be like to have him touch me, I wonder? I imagine Matt's naked body over me as I masturbate to a quick climax. Have I ever had an orgasm so intense? What got over me? I gather my senses, get dressed and go downstairs to speak with Marie and Matt. Can they see my post-climactic glow? Matt is polite, but I can see the way he is looking at me-or is it just my overheated imagination? I'm trying not to look directly into his eyes, or I'll swoon. Marie is oblivious to my distress, though, as all her attention is on Matt and you can't blame her, I think.maybe I'm lucky Jim isn't home yet. After some small talk, I let Marie know I approve of Matt (if only she knew how much!) and that she could go to the prom with him. When Jim finally gets home, the kids are gone. He asks me what I think of Matt, and I answer, "He seems to be a nice young man." I hope he doesn't see on my face what's in my mind. Later that night in bed, I believe I surprised Jim by the ferociousness with which we made love. Fantasy-Matt was my lover, not my husband.In the weeks leading up to the prom, I realize my growing jealousy of my own daughter: she will have Matt, not me. That's right-instead of being a Mom and worrying about prom night, I'm jealous Matt will fuck her and not me. Can I really be in heat over a man I've met once and is young enough to be my son? The night of the prom, I'm just as fidgety-nervous as Marie. When Matt arrives at our front door, and I look into those eyes once again, I need all my willpower not to jump his bones right there in the foyer. After they leave, I excuse myself from Jim and head to the bathroom upstairs, where I feverishly masturbate. I knew something was wrong when I see Marie late the next morning. Marie and I had a pretty good mother/daughter relationship; I knew she wasn't a virgin and I made sure she was on the pill, so I wondered what was bothering her (sex? did Matt hurt her?) I wait for an opportune moment to ask Marie what was wrong. To my surprise, she explains she is very much in love with Matt, that although they had had sex before, (I can feel the jealousy rise again, overpowering my motherly instincts!) Matt seems to have lost interest lately and didn't want to make love to her after the prom. Marie doesn't believe he has another girlfriend, since Matt has been spending the same amount of time with her than earlier. She does believe she's losing him for some reason. My God, am I the reason for his sudden change of interest? I find it hard to believe, but the thought does intrigue me. I can't shake the fantasy of Matt taking me in his arms and fucking me silly. Can it really be? Is this just my libido talking? I console Marie with soothing, motherly words, yet at the same time I'm beginning to plan making my fantasy come true. The mother in me wants to put Matt to the test; the woman in me wants him to fail. A week and a half following the prom, I invite Matt over to the house to talk, hinting, but not actually saying Marie would be home. I knew Marie had classes all day and Matt only had an early morning class, and Jim of course would be in the office. I wear my shortest shorts and an old halter-top without a bra. When I answer the door for Matt, it's clear he is both surprised and turned-on by what he sees. He's wearing shorts and a loose fitting polo shirt. I invite him in and offer him a beer, even though I know he's underage-he must think it's a trap so he refuses it. I have him sit on the sofa and I sit next to him. Stop looking into those eyes or you'll lose it-got to keep cool Jeanine, I keep thinking. We talked of college, Marie, Marie's future, and his life growing up. While we talk, I focus on Matt's hands: somewhat out-of-proportion larger than the rest of him. I'm thinking: is it true what they say about men's hands and feet? I draw a mental image of a lon! g, thick cock coiled in Matt's pants. I must have been momentarily overcome by the fantasy image, since when I refocused on Matt he was looking at me strangely (had I made a noise?) I can't help it; I want him to take me. My nipples are erect and tingly (I'm sure he can see them through my thin top), and my pussy is soaking wet (can he smell my woman-musk?)"Are you OK, Mrs. Oliver?" Matt says, sounding innocent enough, but he's not blind.he can see my arousal. "Can I get you something?""I'm good." (Good and ready to have you fuck me!) I move closer to him on the sofa, placing a hand on his bare thigh. He doesn't know how to respond. I can see it on his face.go for it.or play it safe? The growing bulge in his shorts tells me all. My mind flashes back to how he stared at me in my bikini the first time we met. "We have the whole day to ourselves, Matt," I whisper, my voice growing hoarse from anticipation. "I'm yours.take me."Matt's eyes bulge in response to my directness, yet his eyes aren't the only thing bulging. I lean into him, gaze into his eyes and I'm gone. My tongue darts into his mouth as I caress the swelling in his shorts. In his excitement, he fumbles with my halter-top, but can't get it undone. I stop him, rise from the sofa, take him by the hand and lead him to the bedroom. Motioning for him to stand still, I face him and drop the halter to the floor, freeing my breasts. Larger and pointier than Marie's, my breasts with their dark, protruding nipples have Matt mesmerized. When he reaches to touch them, I shake my head 'no' and in a husky, aroused voice ask him to remove his shirt. With his shirt off, I lean into him and kiss him again, pressing my tingling nipples into his chest. I undo his shorts and let them fall to his ankles. When I sink to my knees to remove his briefs, I'm stunned and exhilarated by what's in front of me. The outline of his erect cock is immense, w! ith its head poking out above the waistline. I slide down the briefs and embrace his magnificent member. My hands and then my lips play over its full length. I WANT THIS IN ME plays like a mantra in my brain; I've never felt like this before-total abandonment of will.He's breathing hard, wanting me to blow him, but I don't. Rising from my knees, I drop my shorts and wet undies to the floor and lay down on the bed, nodding for him to join me (quick!) He awkwardly kicks off his sneakers and the shorts gathered around his ankles, and hastily climbs between my parted thighs. I'm wide open and ready-no foreplay required. Without hesitation, Matt enters me and begins his rhythmic thrusts. Every sense is on overload: I smell the musk of my womanly juices; I look into his blue eyes; I taste his tongue as it probes mine; I hear myself making small keening sounds as I feel his cock stretch me and fill me. His pace quickens as he nears climax. When I scream "aaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAH" in an ever-louder crescendo, a part of my overloaded mind realizes this orgasm really began when he first penetrated me, all I just did was hit a new plateau, one I've never experienced before in my life. Matt makes a series of grunting noises then his whole body shudders as he grinds his pelvis into mine and shoots his load deep into me. I feel at least 6 or 7 spasms inside my vagina-wow, did he really cum that much? Amazingly, that final deep thrust and the pulsing of his climax again takes me over the edge, my new orgasm so intense I almost pass out. We lay there a while, arms, legs and torsos entwined in a sweaty knot of spent flesh. I feel the ooze of his cum and my juices leak from me down the crack of my ass, and it FEELS GOOD."I, ah, ah.Mrs. Oliver.I never.ah.Marie.ah.""Sssh" I whisper to him, holding an index finger to my lips. "Matt, that was the best fuck I've ever had," surprising myself with my blunt words. "You are not going to leave this house today until you fuck me some more...understood?"He mutters a few rather incomprehensible phrases, trying to get his mind around the idea that not only has he just fucked his girlfriend's mother, but she also wants more today! I cut off his mumbling by kissing him full on the lips, plunging my tongue into his mouth. I'm usually a closed-eyes kisser, but today all I want to do is gaze into those eyes of his, which is what I do. During our kiss, I feel his cock begin to stir. I break away and jump out of bed, pulling him with me. "Let's go take a shower, ok," I say teasingly as I lead him to the master bath. Because of our rush to intercourse, we are only now able to take full measure of each other's body. The way Matt is looking at me sends dizzying waves of heat through me-the thrill of not being the least bit self-conscious of showing off my 40-year-old physique. My pride turns to lust as I look over Matt's body. He's every woman's dream: young, tanned, tight, nice ass, and 8-9 inches of very thick manhood between his legs. My pussy is dripping again. I grab his cock and pull him into the shower stall. After adjusting the water to a low spray, I fall into him and we kiss, keeping my eyes open and looking into his baby blues. I reach for the soap and hand it to him. He begins to lather my body, spending an inordinate amount of time rubbing soap on and around my breasts. He's obviously taken by my ample chest, his cock growing as he soaps me. The attention to my sensitive breasts and hard nipples is getting me going too. "Fuck me," is all I manage to moan as I turn and-bent over and grasping the shower controls-offer my ass to him. He rubs the head of his cock over my clit a few times while positioning himself for entry. When one or two of these 'passes' strokes my anus, I'm electrified. Before he even gets the head between my labia, I groan "Oh God, I'm cumming," and slam my ass back at him, impaling myself on his cock. He's surprised by my quick climax so he doesn't immediately pick up the rhythm. I'm on fire.my orgasm seems to be ongoing (is that possible?) as my insides continue clenching and rippling. One thought and one thought only is burned into my brain-I NEED HIM IN MY ASS. After watching a XXX video on one occasion, my husband Jim took me anally, but it was clumsy and messy and, although I liked it we never did it again. This is different. I reach behind me and push Matt out. Before he can react, I grab his hard cock, place the pre-cum-lubricated head at my anus and sort of wriggle it in. Like an animal, he grunts and thrusts his cock almost all the way on the first push. My head explodes in a rush of sweet pleasure-pain as my sphincter is stretched to the limit. Matt grabs a breast in each hand for leverage, keeping the animalistic grunts and thrusts going as he pounds into my ass. I scream a long, low "ah" for maybe a minute as my insides convulse in wave after wave of delight. I didn't even realize one of my hands was stroking my pussy until one of the orgasmic convulsions squirts a stream of woman-juice, coating my hand in the liquid.I've heard stories of female ejaculation, but always thought they were male fantasies. The squirting cum from my pussy was an amazing reality. In one final thrust Matt unloads deep into my rectum; I feel the ejaculatory twitches of his cock and the spreading warmth of his ample semen as it coats my bowels.After showering and toweling each other dry, I lead Matt back to bed. "Could you see my need the first time we met?""God, Mrs. Oliver.when I saw you in that bikini.I, ah.you're the most beautiful woman I think I've ever met.you're all I've been thinking about.""Please Matt, call me Jeanine." I'm looking into those blue eyes again and I can't focus on anything else. "You knew I wanted you too that day, didn't you?""Oh, yes, Mrs. O.I mean Jeanine. I, ah, saw how wet you were down there.your bottoms.ah, and you were having a hard time breathing.I knew." After a hesitation, he starts "Marie.""No, Matt, this isn't about Marie," I bark, "this about you and me.this is about what we want." My voice lowers to a whisper, ".what we need." While we lay next to each other, I start touching and stroking his cock, which begins to grow to its glorious length and girth once more. Matt, aroused and ready to go, tries to mount me but I stop him.Gazing into those hypnotic eyes yet again, "Matt.do you want me?" When he nods his head, I add, "I don't mean today, I mean forever. I'm offering myself to you.I'm yours." I won't let him answer, smothering him with another open-eyed kiss. The look in those blue eyes is a blend of lust and confusion. I push him onto his back and straddle him. When I guide his cock into me, I ponder if my pussy will ever be dry again, it's so well lubricated. I nearly faint from the feeling of fullness; I want to have this feeling forever. I bounce on his cock. Wanting to more fully savor the experience, I go slowly, my eyes drinking him in. Men must enjoy this position, I'm thinking: having the woman in control, looking up at her flushed face, watching her breasts bounce up and down. I can see Matt is extremely turned-on, his eyes focused on my bounding breasts. I can feel his cock thicken within me, ready to spurt. He's not going to cum without me, I think. Wow! Watching him about to cum is a sight! He closes his eyes yet opens his mouth, breathing very hard, beads of sweat springing from his forehead, letting out a low groan. My mind says: I NEED TO SEE HIM CUM. As I feel his first orgasmic tremor, I swing off h! im, swivel around and straddle his face. Holding his cock in both my hands, I give him the necessary last few strokes and he squirts his first cum-shot (a fountain!) straight up into the air. The following spurts are guided to my face and chest. I'm in girlish amazement at the volume of it all! All the while he's cumming, I'm grinding my pussy into Matt's mouth, his tongue (good boy!) at my clit. This time my climax is an atomic bomb-no build up, just the massive explosion-as I arch my back and scream to the ceiling. My mind is a zero while my body is at 1000. I can't remember anything else except the ecstasy.The next thing I remember is looking up into those eyes, concern painted on them. Matt is all apologetic and worried-I passed out! When I regain most of my awareness, I realize Matt must have been exploring my body. His ejaculate is coating me everywhere, massaged onto my breasts, stomach, and pubic mound. I can't get my mind around the bliss of our coupling, the heavenly glow emanating from my groin; can he comprehend the magnitude of what he's done to me? I assure him I'm ok and again guide him to the shower. We wash up; no sex this time. Before dressing, we embrace and kiss, each of us relishing the sensation of the other's hot body against our skin. Matt's cock is stirring once more, but we're done for the day.Jim will be home in a while, so I can't risk another coupling (but I WANT MORE my mind and body scream)."Matt, am I the one you want?""Yes," he murmurs."Am I the only woman you will fuck?""Yes.""Listen.you will break off with Marie.I will be your woman.we will fuck every chance we get.I will do anything you want." I continued to paint the picture and Matt listened and agreed, his eyes (THOSE EYES!) burning into me.We set a "date" (ha-ha) for the next afternoon. I would meet him on campus, and we would go to his small apartment to fuck. We explore each other fully-no position, no demand, no need left undiscovered. Hunger, that's what it is-HUNGER-I crave his splendid cock, losing myself in his eyes, and the bombs exploding in my mind.It took two weeks for Jim to suspect what was happening. I'm surprised it took that long. Was it in my eyes for all to see? Was my forever-wet pussy screaming out my desperation? Was my loosened anus begging for deliverance? Marie confronted me first; I got the "how could you" and the "I hate you" cudgels thrown at me with full force. You want to know how much they hurt? THEY DIDN'T! All I wanted was Matt; nothing else mattered.Remember me saying how my life was ruined the day I met Matt? Two days after the confrontation with Marie, it was Jim's turn. "Slut" - "bitch" - "whore" - I had them all hurled at me. When Jim told me I should leave, I didn't argue, just packed up some clothes and left. I spent about a month living with Matt, but he wasn't ready for the relationship I was looking for. Face it, I was just too demanding of this boy/man, and he eventually rejects me.A year later, I'm alone. Jim has met someone new and I'm happy for him. The divorce is proceeding through the courts. I demand nothing from Jim. My life now is a string of one-night stands; trying to rekindle the same ecstasy I experienced that day with Matt. I've been with both men and women, desirous of my body but giving nothing in return. What is missing? Is it chemistry, pheromones, psychic energy? What possesses a woman to bloom.to give herself away to the pleasure of the ultimate climax.to forever search for it? Yes, my life as I knew it was finished that day-looking into those eyes. I search for another Matt.another set of fathomless eyes to drown in.I'm hoping to one day cum again.

Cheating By Timber

This all started when I found out my wife had been cheating on me, about sixteen years into our marriage. I had always thought things were good for us, and was shocked and pissed to say the least.
Her lover called the house and told me about the affair they had been having over the last year. I could have shit nails that day I was so pissed, and couldn't believe that bitch would do that to me.
When Candy got home that night I waited till it was time for bed so I could cool off some then asked her about it. She tried to lie about it, saying it wasn't true and somebody was just trying to ruin our marriage.
I asked her how the guy would know that she partly shaved her pussy and about the tattoo on her left tit if it was a lie?
She finally admitted to it and said she tried to stop it about seven months ago but the guy said he would tell me about it if she did. I finally did break it off about two months ago though...
She started telling me how much she loved me and how the guy meant nothing to her. I looked at her and asked if he meant nothing then why was she out fucking him? It just happened she said and once it started it just went on that long till I realized I was going to ruin it with the man I really did love so I stopped it.
I finally calmed down some and got on the bed next to her and she wanted us to talk about it and get it all in the open. I said fine, but don't think it's just going to go away that fast.
I asked her how it got started if she loved me the way she says.
"He worked in my office at the time. We went out to lunch together and on the way back to the office we stopped by the park for a while."
"What happened after that?"
"We were sitting in the car and he leaned over and kissed me."
"You just sat there and kissed?" I asked.
"Not really! He was hard and he took it out of his pants and I..."
"You what?"
"I went down on him!"
"Down on him!" I yelled. "As in giving him a blow job?
"Yes."
"Why in the hell would you do that?"
"He wanted me to."
"Was his cock bigger then mine?"
"That's not the reason I had the affair," she said.
"You going to answer?"
"Well, it was bigger but not a lot bigger."
"So its not some nice big hard cock you needed?"
"No, not at all."
"How often did you two have sex?"
"At first it was once or twice a week during lunch in the car."
"The car?"
"Yes, we would park and do it in the back seat."
"You were his little bitch, I guess?"
"Well! He did call me that sometimes."
"What about after that?"
"We started taking two-hour lunches once a week and would get a room for it."
"So you two would get a room and fuck your brains out for two hours?"
"Not always, sometimes he would take pictures of me nude for a while then we would have sex."
"He took pictures of you nude?"
"Yes."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "How many times did you do that?"
"It was about ten times I guess, but not for long each time."
"What else did you do?"
"There are some of me having sex also."
"Shit how many pictures did he take?"
"I am not really sure."
Well the one's of you having sex can't be that good if he just put the camera on the dresser and let the timer just snap shots off."
She didn't say a word for a while. "Well, he didn't just put it down for all of the sex one's."
"What did he do with it?"
"His friend would take them."
"His friend!" I yelled. You did this in front of another guy?"
"Yes."
"What about his friend?"
"What about him?"
"Did you fuck him to?"
"Once I did."
"Why in the hell would you do that?"
"He told me I had to."
"Why did you finally break it off?"
"I felt like I was cheating you so I took the chance that he wouldn't really tell and told him it was over.
"Cheating me? I don't understand that part?"
"I love you a lot and started thinking that if I was doing this kind of stuff I should be doing it for the man I love and not him.
I didn't say anything for awhile, trying to let what she just said sink in and wondering what to ask next.
"So your trying to tell me that if I would have treated you like a cheap bitch when it came to sex and had you fucking guys for me this would have never happened?"
She had to think awhile but did answer me. "I think if you had been more demanding and rougher during sex I would have been doing it for you and not him."
"So you enjoyed being treated like a bitch and forced to fuck guys for him?"
"Yes I did but I always pictured it was you making me do it and not him.
"Does he still have the pictures?"
"No."
"What happened to them?"
"The last time we did anything, I told him I wanted to see them so I took them then I broke it off with him the next day."
"So you still have them?"
"Yes. He tried to get me to give them back to him but I didn't. So that's why he told you about the affair."
"Where are they now?"
"In my bottom drawer."
"Why did you keep them and not destroy them?"
"I thought if he did tell, I would show them to you so you would know for sure what I did and not wonder the worst all the time."
"You really think me seeing you get fucked will help?"
"I think it will help us talk this out better."
I went over and pulled her drawer out, just dumping it on the floor, looking for the pictures. I found two CD's and a porn movie. She also had a dildo and a new paddle for hitting her on the ass.
"What the fuck is all this shit?"
"I watch the movie sometimes when you are gone and get myself off with my dildo."
"You telling me that I am not good enough to get you off?"
"Its not that, I just like to pretend that you are watching me, is all."
"What the hell is the paddle for?"
"He got that for us but we never had a chance to try it because I broke it off with him. That's why it's still in the box.
"Hell, I should use it on you myself for the shit you did."
"You can if you want and I do deserve it I guess."
"You guess?"
"I do deserve it, I should have said."
I thought for a while about all she had told me wondering if I should look at the pictures or just leave it alone, not knowing what they looked like. The thought of seeing her fucking did turn me on some but I would never tell her that at this point.
She got up, saying she was going to take a shower, and that I should look at the pictures so we could talk more after.
The talking about it did calm me down a lot so I went out and put one of the CD's in and started to scan though the photos.
The first CD had some of her dressed and some with her top off, showing her breasts. Some were pictures of her on the bed, playing with herself. I must admit she did look good in them and I understood why the guy was pissed that he never got them back.
The next CD had a lot of her getting fucked by this guy. The first twenty or so were kinda far away shots. The rest were close up of her with his hard cock in her and cum on her face. There were some nice ones of her showing her pussy after she had been fucked with cum running out and a lot of her sucking the guy off. They were hot and I couldn't believe I was hard looking at my own wife getting fucked like that.
Candy came out as I was going through them again and asked if I felt better getting it all out in the open like this, and if I wanted to ask her anything about them. I did have a few questions about the cum on her face while she was getting fucked.
"It was his friend's cum," she said. "Before her lover fucked her, his friend jacked off on her."
"His friend would just jack off on you?"
"Yes, at first, because my lover would not let him fuck me."
"Only at first?"
"Yes. But he did give me to him once he was done and his friend got to fuck me."
"How come there are none of you doing anal with him if he had you doing all that?"
"I told him I wouldn't do that so don't ever try it! That was your hole."
She looked at me and asked if I wanted to go to bed and talk more about it. I thought awhile about all I had heard and seen and told her we could go in the room but that it was time for her to get her ass whipped for all she had done.
Once in the room, I told her to get nude and get on the bed with her ass in the air for me. I took that new paddle of hers and gave her a good swat on the ass with it.
"Shit! That hurt," she said.
"Good, I said. Smack! "Are you ever going to see that guy again?"
"NO!" Smack!
"You ever going to do this with any guy again?"
"No, never."
Smack! "Whose bitch are you now?"
"Just yours."
Smack! "You going to take it in the ass for me?"
"It hurts too much when I do."
Smack! "What did you say?"
"Yes, I will do it for you."
Smack! "That's my good bitch."
Her ass was red when I was done and I told her to roll over and play with her pussy for me. She did like a good bitch would and put her dildo in her, playing with herself as I watched.
"I want to you see you come, bitch."
She started working that thing in and out of her real fast and playing with her clit. Before long she had her ass in the air, taking it all in her. It was hot hearing her moaning and bringing herself to an orgasm with that thing.
"It's time for you to fuck me now."
"In my ass?" she asked.
"Not this time but its going to happen in a few days so get your ass ready for it with your dildo."
I told her to get on top of me and fuck me real good. Being my new bitch now she gave my cock a good ride. She was kissing me a lot harder than normal, telling me how much she loved me and how understanding I was about what she had done. Her pussy felt so good, and I was thinking about the pictures and the guy fucking her that it didn't take long for me to come.
She stopped after I had come and sat there on me and would tighten her pussy up around my cock. Damn, that felt so good!
She looked at me asking, "Do you want me to make come again?"
"Hell yes I do, you bitch."
You sure did come fast, she said and asked if it was because of the pictures? I told her yes, it was and had to admit that they turned me on a lot.
"I will do it for you if you want."
"Do what?" I asked.
"Fuck another guy for you and let you take nude pictures of me."
"You really want to?"
"Yes, for you to watch, I do."
"How many at once?"
"As many as you want."
"I think one will do for now."
"Ok just one to start with."
"Do you know one who will do it?"
"I think so."
"Not your old lover I hope?"
"No! He will never have me again."
"What about another female?"
"I will do that too for you. Can you find one?"
"Yes, I have a single friend, Sunshine, who has told me she is bi and would like to have sex with you and me."
Candy was fucking me the whole time we were talking about her doing it for me. I asked her if her lover was married also.
"Yes, he is."
"Did his wife know what you two did?"
"No, she would leave him if she did."
"Do you know her name and number?"
"Yes. Why?" She asked.
"No reason, just keep fucking me," I said.
She kept giving me a nice hard fucking and asking if I wanted to eat her pussy for her."
"With my cum in there?"
"Yes."
"If that's what you need, I guess I can."
"Yes, I do need it."
She got off me, bringing that wet pussy of hers up to my face and put my cock in her mouth. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be and I licked and sucked on her clit for her. Her blowjob was great and the faster I ate her pussy the faster she sucked my cock. She had one of the wettest orgasms I had ever given her, I think.
She finally got me off and I shot my cum into her mouth. When she stopped and turned around, she had cum on her chin. She wiped the cum off with her finger then put her finger in her mouth for me to watch her swallow the last of it.
We laid there talking more about her fucking another guy and the pictures she wanted me to take.
"I really want to do it for you," she said.
"When do you want me to? How about next weekend?"
"I can try," she said."
"Ok, let's do it then."
"Which do you want first?" she asked.
"You choose," I said.
I couldn't believe this bitch turned this around on me like this and got me to say yes to her fucking another guy.
"Before we do it, I need you to do something for me though?"
"You know I will do anything you want from now on."
"Hi, Jessica. My name is Candy and I called to tell you about my affair I had with your husband...

Under The Hot Turkish Sky..By Lol

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Wost Day..By Kathy Neise

Teri slammed her purse and the mail onto the kitchen table. This had to have been the worst day of her life. It didn’t help matters any that today was Monday. She sighed and took off her suit coat and threw it on the table over her things, reached for the phone and called her voice mail. There was only one message; from her fiancé Gavin.
“Honey it’s me. I’ve got a few minutes this morning before finishing up at the site. I wanted to let you know I’ll be home tonight on United, uh, let me see here, flight 487 arriving at 6:30. I can’t wait to see my pretty lady. I’ve been missing you something fierce. If we get done early, I'll try to catch an earlier flight, but if not, I’ll see you at the airport at 6:30. Love you.” She hastily scribbled the information on the back of the electric bill’s envelope.
At least there is going to be a happy ending to this horrible day. Teri smiled and headed to the bathroom. There would be just enough time to take a much-needed bath before leaving to pick up Gavin. She unbuttoned her blouse and attempted to fill the bathtub with water. Her efforts were rewarded with the handle breaking off in her hand and water pouring out of her faucet. Oh God, please not this too, she begged as she attempted to replace the handle and turn the water off, but to no avail. She bit her lip to keep from crying as she picked up the phone to call the apartment rental office. A recording informed her that the office was now closed, but there was a number she could call for emergency maintenance. She hung up and redialed the pager number, leaving her number after the beep. She then went into the bedroom and changed into her sweats and favorite tee-shirt.
The day had all the ear markings of being a bad day. She woke up late, her alarm set to pm instead am. She couldn’t tame her long, naturally curly hair into anything fashionable, so she had to pull it up into a clip that promptly broke. Then she couldn’t find a rubber band for a ponytail, so she quickly braided it and used a barrette to hold the ends--after she had put a run in not one, but two brand new pairs of pantyhose and stuck her eye with the mascara wand. Running out of the house, she almost twisted her ankle on the welcome mat and then stepped into a puddle on the way to her car.
Not having time for breakfast, Teri stopped at Stardollars for a latte and a muffin. She had just pulled out of the coffee shop’s parking lot when the car in front of her decided to stop suddenly. Teri slammed on the brakes and half of her drink sloshed onto her chest. She did her best to sop it up with napkins and the paper bag the muffin came in when she noticed that the muffin was raisin and not chocolate chip. Being allergic to raisins, she disappointedly reasoned that she would not be having breakfast this morning.
Work was no better as she walked into the filing cabinet with one leg and her desk with the other. She got a paper cut on her index finger and her computer crashed in the middle of typing her report, and, of course, it had not backed up her work. Marsha felt sorry for Teri and bought her a piece of pizza from downstairs that burnt her mouth and tongue. Teri tried to subdue her screaming mouth with the cup of soda, only to discover it was flat and a piece of pepperoni fell into her lap. The afternoon was a bit better, considering she only spilled toner on the floor after stapling her sleeve to her report.
Ring! Ring! The phone broke Teri’s thoughts. She went to pick it up.
“Hello?”
“Yeah, someone paged maintenance,” a male voice responded.
“Yes, that was me. I’m Teri Sanders in 4C. My bathtub faucet handle broke and I can’t turn off the water.”
The man chuckled slightly. “I can see how that could be a problem. I’ll be over in about ten minutes.”
“Thank you,” Teri replied and hung up the phone. Gavin was coming home today. She couldn’t believe that it had only been a week since he left. She sat down on the sofa and pictured Gavin’s warm face and laughing eyes. He was a software maintenance supervisor for a Fortune 500 company, and, as such, traveled all over the country troubleshooting and upgrading. This job in Boston had taken longer than he thought and he had to stay over the weekend in order to get it finished. Their wedding was only six months away and she was looking forward to two whole weeks of Gavin without his beeper. He had already promised her to leave it at home when they went to Jamaica for their honeymoon.
A bath being out of the question now, she turned on the TV and leaned back into the sofa. Pictures of tiny firemen and rescue workers worked to contain a blaze surrounded by charred earth. A disembodied voice explained the situation.
“Once again, we are looking at a live shot of United flight 487 from Boston. It crash-landed about forty-five minutes ago in a field in Massachusetts, just minutes after take off from Logan. Home video captured the last few minutes of the flight...”
Teri watched in horror as the plane on TV plummeted to earth and exploded into a fireball. She leapt off of the couch and ran to the kitchen table. No, no, it can’t be true, she argued as she reached for the envelope. With shaky fingers, she picked it up and forced herself to look at the hastily written note. United 487 6:30 in her handwriting confirmed her suspicions. The phone rang and Teri jumped. She dropped the envelope to the floor and tried to calm herself as she answered it.
“H-h-hello?”
“Teri, this is Ted the Maintenance guy. I need to stop by the office real quick and get my tools and then I’ll be up to fix your faucet.
“What?” Teri’s shock kept her from comprehending what the man was saying.
“I just said that I’m stopping by the office real quick to get my tools and then I’ll be up to fix your faucet.”
“Yes, yes, ok,” she mumbled as the phone went dead on the other end. Teri walked back to the TV as the voice reentered her consciousness.
“It is believed that there are no survivors, and, as you can see by the severity of the wreckage, it would be nearly impossible for anyone to have survived such a violent crash. Again, you’re looking at live footage of United flight 487...” Teri reached for the remote and clicked it off.
Tears streamed down her face as she fought to get air into her lungs. Certainly, he wouldn’t have been on that flight. Maybe he got that earlier flight and was going to surprise her. That has to be it--that must be it. She began pacing the living room, commanding herself to believe that Gavin was alive and not dead on some farmer’s field in Massachusetts. She had reached the opposite wall for about the hundredth time when two knocks on her front door caused her to stop. She wiped her face with the bottom of her tee-shirt and tried to take a deep breath and calm herself. As she approached the door, a man’s voice called out to her.
“Teri?”
Teri shuddered slightly as she opened the door.

Set Him Free..by Khisses

I didn't expect that he became a part of my life, but i guess it could be. I can still remember the first day we talked on the phone, we begun to know each other by asking some question. I cannot deny the fact, that the time I came to know him,I was so very happy. But I don't know why? Everynight we talked on the phone, and there's something I cannot explained, my heart beat. Maybe I'm just nervous. But I asked my self, why I should be nervous?.I try not to talk to him for a day, but I realize I was wrong. When the days come, that's the time my heart said I'm longing for him. Everytime his asking me for some advice specially when it comes to love, I'm willing to give the best I can, co'z I want him to be happy. Even though I know in myself his hurting me. I don't have the right to act such things that I know I'll be bothering him, so I just decide to keep my feelings towards him. I tried to tell to him my feelings but I can't, co'z I was afraid to lose him or even our friendship. But I'll stop and think for I while, why I should need to tell to him this such stupid thing, that I know from the start that he will never be mine. His just hurting me. Maybe his not the right one for me. But at list we're good friends.And now his happy with someone else that he really love, all I wish for him is happiness. To be honest it's really, really hard for me to let go of him, but I need to sacrifice co'z I really love him. If this is the only thing that I can make him happy, I think I really have to "Set Him Free".

Sex Signs

WHAT ARE YOU?LEO (July 23 - Aug. 22)--If you fuck up just once with a Leo...That's IT. Don't be expecting them to take you back. They are not willing victims, after all, they CHOSE you...you screwed up? They can UN-Choose you just the same. They live for Menage a Trois...or Qua...or Cinco....anything in a group is okay as long as they are in the middle. Leos also like bubble baths. Once you start with a Leo...do not think you can just turn their emotions on or off like a switch...they demand satisfaction. NOW. All the stress in the world ends up in the Leo neck...They need neckrubs...they feel like they have the entire weight of the world on their head. If its kinky, a Leo has probably done it..You know Madonna's a LEO, right? She masters the Madonna/Whore/Goddess thing pretty well, huh? I wonder why? Could it be cause shes a fuckin' LEO? yep. Valmont was probably a Leo. They probably have the movie at home. Get out your furry gloves and faux mink whips for this kitten. they love soft floggers and there is a specific spot on their back right above their tailbone that is heaven to them where if touched right will actually make them purr...you think I'm bullshitting you? Try it, I dare ya. Leo likes doing doggystyle that's a given. As long as it feels good, but leos also like missionary if they are in love with there lover that is the most intimate position as you two look in each other eyes. Their underware is always..er..interesting to say the least, if they are wearing any. They LIVE for boudoir photography. They LOVE to be photographed. If they can afford a nude or semi nude photo of them..do it now. Leos are born and bred to be porn stars...even if they act prude about it..they have thought about it. The best sex partner is a Scorpio leos love them... Rubies jewels usually are their love. Love to have their hair brushed and played with. You had better be vocal in bed with them...they want to hear how well they are doing. If a Leo has chosen YOU as a mate. Just accept it and enjoy the ride. Be prepared for anything. They have no problem tying you down. They ARE the naughty school teacher, the pirate captain, the gypsy king and Cleopatra all rolled into one.you will always have the best sex ever with a leo VirgoThis is the MOST confused sign on the planet. This sign is pretty realistic: No Frills. They love to fuck in showers not because it's kinky...but because of hygenic reasons...they are big into sanitary issues. Every Virgo I have ever met has issues...always going back to hygiene. They have to arrange time in their busy scheduals to have sex...But when a reservation is made...You had better be there on time, if not a little early. With flowers. And Clean.Virgos want to make their partner happy. That's it. USUALLY. You will always get a freaky Virgo. Even so, they will TRY to get YOU to cum. And if they can't make you cum, they will buy someone or something that will.Yes you read that right.They LIVE to masturbate...whether its you rubbing them, them rubbing you...them rubbing against your fox fur coat...whatever! Some Virgos WANT to be punished. They will do naughty things to be caught so they can be punished. They are perfect for Aries who want to punish SOMEBODY. Anybody! Pretend rape scenes also turn on Virgos. As long as they know they are secretly safe. If you have ever seen the Carnival Rape scene in 'Henry & June' this is a Virgo wet dream. Also all Virgos like to see Camel Toes...what's up with that? Sherlock Holmes was probably a Virgo...or a repressed Gemini.Taurus (April 20 - May 20)--Don't tease them. It will only piss them off. Taureans are realists. If you say that you are horny: Prepare to be fucked. Taureans are heavy indulgers, though. All forms of indulgence: Sex-drugs-wine-food...whatever their vice may be: they simply cannot get enough. They do not believe in moderation. They will fuck until they are sore. Taurus likes to have sex just for the sake of having sex. What they lack in originality, they make up for in stamina and endurance. Okay...so they may not be into bondage, okay? But they WILL lick you until you have at least three orgasms or until you pass out...whichever comes first. Taurus uses their tongue for EVERYthing...and I mean that. They love to lick people in whipped cream, alcohol, chocolate, flesh and candy???Bring it on! Caution: They are looking for a relationship so be kind to them.They also have a BIG wet thing for scent. Sometimes they don't want a lover to bathe before sex. Or you may find them shaggin in a garden or a greenhouse...to smell the dirt: After all, they are Earth signs.Aries (March 21- June-5)LIVES for head massages. ANY part of their head: Lips, Eyelids, Eyes, Tongue, you name it! Aries also likes to fuck in public places during business hours. You need to be open minded with an Aries...If you don't feel like being duct taped to a wall and beaten with live ferrets: Tell Them. Be warned! IF you don't want to be kinky, don't be with an Aries. If you say 'No' too often to them you may lose them as a lover forever.Aries Idea of Heaven Is: Participating in live sex shows for money. Having their favorite human toy win first place in a pony boy/girl race. Fucking as an art form on display in a gallery. They secretly crave to be strippers or Annie Sprinkle. Aries LIVES to be jealous...they also like to coordinate other people fucking. Secretly desire to be fluffers. Aries owned a Violet Wand before it was popular. They are also Sadists.The best gift to give an Aries is designer colored nylon rope in their favorite color. They live to tease and torture...HEY...Somebody's gotta do it, right? They like hair pulling. Beware of their 'toy' collections. Don't tease them...they will rape you. They love pony boys and girls...I cannot emphasize this enough! They like it doggie style especially if they are steering. Give an Aries 100 feet of rope and a 250 dollar flogger, they will follow. As long as they get to be the one holding the handle.Gemini (May 21 - June 21) --Ever heard the saying "Been there. Done that?" chances are it came from a Gemini. They are always changing...they are the eternal Chameleon. You never who you are fucking that day.They have had sex.A lot of sex.Probably because they are in a constant state of flux...always looking for the new high.The biggest turn on for a Gemini is: LOCATION LOCATION LOCATION.Here is just a smattering of places that I know Geminis have fucked: In the elevator of the moseleum of Forest Lawn Cemetary DURING A FUNERAL. Wine cellars in nightclubs. Vip Areas of Theatres. Public Parks. The 18th Hole of a private golf course. In the center of a race track just as the flag was going up. On various Gym equipment at numerous health spas. A football stadium during the SuperBowl. A Balcony railing at Mardis Gras in the French Quarter...just to name a few.If it's shiny...they will want it. They are big on DRAMA so be prepared for them to set the mood for sex no matter WHERE you might end up. They WILL take the initiative. They live off their charm. If they are male and gay they will still be the greatest fuck your female friend has ever had. Go figure. They are also Voyeurs but always willing to lend a hand ... or any other part of anatomy. If they are depressed, suck on their fingers, that always seems to cheer them up. Their goal is to fuck in the front row of the OSCARS when the cameras pans on them so that they can wave.Cancer (June 22 - July 22) -- 69This is the sign that needs to be cuddled. They may believe that they were born in the wrong period or century. They DWELL in the past...Victorian...Roman...Medieval...You name it.They usually will only fuck at night...come to think of it...they fuck better at night anyway. Maybe its because they are ruled by the Moon. This is a sign that is looking for TRUE love...I mean REAL TRUE DEEP LOVE...that 'Romancing The Stone' Frikkin 'Wuthering Heights' kind of love. They probably cry at the end of any Jane Austen flick. They want to be swept off of their feet. They really do deserve it, too. They are constantly dumped on by previous past fucktard ex lovers that think they own them. Sometimes Cancers pick the wrong guy/girl and get beat up or emotionally hurt. Why? They think its what they deserve. Which is bullshit. They are wonderful people. They love water sports (jacuzzis/pools/showers/saunas/bathouses...) They want to be comfortable while fucking...oh sure the foreplay may have had you bent over a barstool...but when you get home they want comfy couches, beds, fluffy pillows, anything soft and fuzzy that is not a pet. Cancerians also have a horrible tendency to misplace their clothing. Highly Exhibitionistic. They live for Oral...as long as it tastes good. Karma Sutra honey dust is a good start...mints...ice cream..anything with sugar...fruit...Don't rush them they smolder. But when you get started, be ready for a long night. They like to play with ice cubes, too. Also nipples are a BIG thing for Crabs...they all secretly wish to get their nipples pierced. Can be submissive highly. Masturbation is where they get their bonus points at. Be warned: They like 'em YOUNG...so you better be ready to dress up like an Animation school boy/girl with a whip to keep 'em.Libra (Sept. 23 - Oct. 23)--Let the games begin! Libra will try anything once. Twice to make sure they liked it. Three times to be absolutely sure. Do not touch a Libra's head during oral sex...that may work with an Aries, but not here. Libras LOVE giving oral - They LOVE getting it , too. But don't feel like they get enough...too bad, because they sure as hell are getting enough of everything else. They will buy toys to make YOU use it on THEM. Libras are mental creatures that believe in living and fulfilling fantasies that they haven't done in real life...which is rare because they have done almost EVERYTHING. They have no problem sploshing. To them, sitting in a pie COULD be fun. Porn? Bring it on! Sex, video AND food? ALRIGHT! They are heavily exhibitionistic by accident. They are accident prone, they lose bras, underware, condoms....they also accidentally end up in bed with people. Amazing how THAT works! They like to cross dress. Both sexes do this quite well, actually. Male Librans are mistaken for women all the time, and Female Libras are mistaken for men every now and again too...its because they are under the goddess Aphrodite. They are never just ONE sex. They can always feel what the opposite sex feels. Which is why they are rarely clingy, except in rare circumstances when they have been led on, then watch the manipulative side of the scales swing. They love to role play and play dress up. They like to dress like hookers or Queen Elizabeth (This is the men, too!) Who are they really? It depends on what day of the week it is. They believe that life is too short to date ugly people in more ways than one. So if you are being shagged by a Libra, there is a good reason. Whether you are attractive physically, emotionally, mentally or have a fantastic sense of humor, there is always a reason for a Libra to be fucking you. But they HATE vulgarity. They despise feeling like they are on a waiting list to get your attention...worse yet, feeling like they are your groupie. That won't last long, then. They have already figured out HOW to destroy you...now they are biding their time to see how long until they throw YOU away...with nothing. But, if you get past all that, expect long luxurious nights talking and playing Strip Tarot or Naked Chess. They are the Graceful Slut...but not slutty and yet accident prone. If you are going to fuck a Libra: Get mirrors. Lots of them. They have more vanity issues than a Gemini. Nothing is TOO kinky for them. They are the eternal Courtesan or Concubine. They are sex therapists, porn writers who knows?SCORPIO (Oct. 24 - Nov. 21) --HOLEE SHIT! here comes the masters and mistresses of FUCKingSorry Leo, but Scorps ARE the leaders in the Kink O Rama factor (Leos are in second place, so don't worry that much leos)Scorpios KNOW how to seduce.They KNOW what is kinky.They are highly manipulative.They KNOW how to get you to do what THEY want.They KNOW how to fuck.And they are making room for modifications.All they have to do is walk into a room and look at you, and you WILL be on your back assuming the position.Anne Rice (During her 'Beauty' phase) wants to be a Scorpio. Leos and Scorpios make for a fabulous tryst.they are the BEST in bed together..but if the emotions are not there then that's a different story. Don't dare TRY to make a Scorpio jealous...they will duct tape you to a chair and make you watch them fuck your boss..or your sister/brother..or Mother...hell, that's their idea of a typical normal Thursday night. They love to use gag balls. They always have carpet burns on their knees and back...this is from their constant rutting like a wild weasel in heat. They are also very cunning and secretive. They have a fetish for riding crops and bridles. Most Scorpios have mastered the Binaca Blowjob for heightened and elongated pleasure. I hope you can go the distance and can make them come...otherwise gods help ya.Favorite Song: Master and Servant.Most female Scorpios have a horrible tendency of being Alcohol Lesbians...get them drunk enough they will kiss a girl...or two....or three...or five....but beware their sting!Sagittarius (Nov. 22 - Dec. 21) --Right out the chute I am going to tell you...THEY LOVE TO BE SHAVED.True love is being shaved.Sagittarius love is being shaved by someone they love.And they LOVE to travel.They are constantly moving.They are always packing and going somewhere. They are the outdoorsy type. Why fuck in a tent when you can be surrounded by Sequoias under a moonlit night and have sex? Sags will Fuck Everywhere! Most Sags flash body parts and are closet nudists. They will be the first to register for nude volleyball at the nudist resort. Don't get me wrong, they have a TON of provocative clothing at home, but they like to be naked. EVERYWHERE.They don't know why its against the law to drive naked in a convertable especially. It just doesn't seem right. Downright Anti-American to them. They are also bleeding heart causefighters. They believe that sex is a biological function amongst friends...why fight it when you can fuck it? A perfect night for them is to :Talk. Fuck. Talk. Fuck. Go out and look at sea otters..Pick some flowers...Talk. Fuck. Laugh. Have a drink. Talk. Fuck. Dinner. Fuck. Sleep. Fuck and Fuck some more!Male Sags have more fetishes than a female Sag. Foot fetishes...Lingerie...Female Sags are nature lovers: Do it in the bushes, Sex on the beach, in the ocean, hell behind the local laundrymat! Kinky? they Love Kinky. Wear that pirate getup for these girls, they'll be on their knees in a heartbeat. They'll dress kinky and skip the panties under a short skirt if you're going out on the town, just to get you going, and I do mean going~ these girls want it all night long! Whipped cream, body oils and bondage,Licking and sucking, whatever it takes to keep the party going! . They believe in doing it and doing it often! fucking before the movie starts..., fucking at the theatre during the previews and maybe a quick blowjob on the way home.Sag females love sexing up your whole body! Give them a chance, there won't be a body part they haven't sucked licked or fucked!You can touch them anywhere and they got hott cause they're freaky like that! They love leg rubs and jacuzzis, this is because their thighs are a hot spot...They'll be the ones holding you up fucking in the closet at your friends housewarming party at two in the morning. They are built for lot and lots of sex in any way shape or form, kinky or slow teasing, fast and hard or slow and easy~ if you want to get your freak on, Sagittarians are the way to go! None of the other signs love Sex as Much as a Sag!Capricorn (Dec. 22 - Jan. 19) --Just as I was writing this one, my Capricorn friend proceeds to call me...Capricorns are psychic by accident. They have no idea the fates smile on them from time to time...they just accept it an move on. You can turn on a Cappie just by breathing on them. They are strong and responsible and have dignity. But they are too easy to turn on sometimes. And watch out when they are horny...whoever is in the room better have protection. They are natural screamers and leave bite marks. they like sex a lot as a favorite past time. Usually durinig commercial breaks is perfect. Its nothing for a Cappie to fuck seven or eight times during commercial breaks in an hour long T.V. Show. They like to do it in the shower...on the furniture...on other peoples furniture...on other peoples beds...Cars...Tents...boats....yep, if they are in the mood...it could be at the Presiden't inaugeration...get ready for some nookie!They love to bite.They might seem at first sight of them rather cold and insensitive.But when they warm up?There is no stopping them.They like to have the back of their knees licked.They live for tongue massages.They think porno is just SILLY...who thought THAT up? But they will watch it to see if they are missing anything.Give them dim lighting, a roaring fireplace and a nice bottle of wine...you might as well reconcile yourself to the fact that you better leave the phones off for the entire weekend and order food in.They like to play games...as long as they are in charge.This is a misunderstood sign...they can be very kinky. As long as it is with people they love.Aquarius (Jan. 20- Feb. 18) --MY favorite sluts are Aquarius. Why? Because if you don't expect anything in return, you won't be disappointed. Sounds easy, huh? They will get under your skin though, so beware. It's easy to be hurt by an Aquarius because they don't want you to know what they are thinking. If they are silent but you are in the room with them...chances are they are in heavy thought. But don't worry, chances are they are thinking about you...and fifteen other things. Water bearers look at sex like it is a form of recess. They can turn you on by simply walking in the room. They are the Rain Man of the Zodiac. They give too much of themselves to others that don't give a shit...then get shy to those that care about them.Go figure.They like kinky. They are easy going. To them, it's a learning experience. Male Aquarians like to tease and live life in a fantasy world. Female Aquarians can't masturbate enough...Males never get the chance to masturbate because everybody wants a piece of them. They like their ankles nibbled. They love back massages. Their ultimate adventure is the "But we might get caught" game.They will fuck wherever they run the risk of being seen or found by another lover. Don't expect faithfulness from these creatures...it's just not in their DNA. They are open minded to the point that anything shiny will derail their train of thought. Fucking while standing or leaning is a plus here. Fuck with their mind and they will follow you anywhere. They enjoy being fucked in groups of three. Think being Jack Nicholson in bed with the three Witches of Eastwick? This is a Aquarian dream. They need you to make the first move. Not to be dominated. But to bring them back to earth now and again for a little physical funtime. They get lost in the clouds a lot. Don't derail from your personal pleasure course, however, otherwise you will be just talking to them all night. which can be stimulating just as well too. Beware! They are the flirts and teases from HELL! Never take one on a trip to a Home Depot when you are both horny. This can lead to nasty things.Pisces (Feb. 19- Mar. 20) --Get out the boots - Stilletto heels - foot creams and panty hose...here come da fishies!They are the LEADERS in foot fetish. Masturbation in shoes? Okay. Toe masturbation...bring it on! They love using their feet.Suck on a Pisceans toes and SEE what happens!Fucking in the water and see them squirm.Pisces have probably done it in a sex swing. Or at least considered how strong the ceiling beams are on their house to put one in. Pisces men break furniture when they fuck...things get flung everywhere.Pisces can be turned on by the wierdest things...Trains...Water fountains...Jump rope...Whatever. They are the sirens calling you to the beach where you will end up on your back on a towel with water all over you and not wanting it to stop.I have heard it said that its the pisces that will cross the darker kinky side at least once...just to say "YEP. did that. Not that great" OR "What do you MEAN you never......" SAM from sex and the city should be a Pisces. These babes are perfectionists. You will have a perfect orgasm with them...so will they..in fact, they strive for perfection in everything they do...it's all in th details for them. There will not be ONE hair out of place with a Pisces. All of their fetish jewlery will match a specific whip or dress or shoes.EVERYTHING MUST MATCH! I have one Pisces friend that has nipple tassles that match for every pair of underware and whip that she owns! NO SHIT! You might think they are shy! HA! They are just planning something. I had a Pisces Friend (Same Pisces friend with the matching tassles by the way) who was at a nudist beach in Brazil (You will always find a Pisces at a beach...its inbred in them) A middle aged man in his early 50's or so came up to her and immediately saw her body and BABING! got a hard on!Not feeling shocked in any way, shape or form, she walked right up to him and put her hand on his cock for a moment , then with her same hand took her sunglasses off , looked him RIGHT in the eye and said "DAHLING, your erection is SUPERB!" and she walked off never to see him again.You never can tell what the hell a Pisces will do, but I guarantee that it will be SUPERB!SECRET: Pisces women fall for a man that can wear a high heel and garter. And look good