This has been lifted from another site - added on there by a lady named Leslie. I'd like to think it was all true. Love how she gets addicted to her sexual treatment. As she describes it; the "beginning of my descent into raunchy sex". I think Thickbootie would like this

“Use My Wife It's OK”

I really can't believe I'm writing this down, but I can't really believe I'm living the two lives I'm living right now, either. In my first life, I'm a happily married, 27-year old wife and mother. I'm smart, good looking, eat right, exercise, and have a body that my critical eye says still looks pretty damn good in a swimsuit. In my second life, I am a wanton slut that will do whatever my young stud lover wants me to do. Jon, my lover, is 21 years old and works at our firm doing odd jobs, delivering papers, photocopying, mail-boy, etc. By all definitions of the word, he is a "hunk." He works out and his body is rock-hard. Brown eyes, beautiful black hair, and the nicest ass I've ever seen on a man. I am very much the professional in the office, but at luncheons, softball games, and parties, I am a outrageous flirt. I just can't help it. At first, Jon was the perfect target for my flirting: good-looking, young, single, and very aware of my status and position in the office. He was always fun to tease, always a good sport -- until a Christmas party at a friend’s house.

In the holiday mood and feeling safe with my husband, Bob, at my side, I had been merciless flirting with Jon all evening. Later in the evening, I was walking out of the upstairs bathroom when a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me into a bedroom. It was Jon. "Come here, you cockteaser." He hissed, as he closed the bedroom door behind us. I didn't say a word because I assumed he was now kidding me in return, or maybe he had had just a little too much to drink. His hands shot to my breasts and roughly felt them through the green velvet of my dress. His fingers found my braless nipples and they hardened to his touch. "No, Jon! What do you think you're doing? My husband is downstairs!" "I'm breaking a cockteaser. In my neighbourhood we know how to deal with cockteasers, and you are the worst I have ever met. When I'm through with you, you won't tease me anymore." His rough talk and his rough grabs were so out of place, so beyond anything in my experience, so surprising, I was shocked and had to suppress a nervous giggle. But at the same time, the whole situation was turning me on. I didn't fear for my safety, because of the setting and that it was Jon, and I knew he would never hurt me. Still, the roughness was causing me to respond. Bob, always a gentleman in and out of bed, had never talked to me or felt me the way Jon was. This was new and exciting.

I fell back almost willingly when Jon pushed me back on to the bed. "Jon! Stop it! Are you crazy?" I was protesting, but I was also keeping my voice low. Jon ripped down his zipper and pulled out a beautiful, rigid cock. He threw my skirt up over my face, pulled down my pantyhose and, instead of removing my panties, he merely pulled the elastic crotch far enough to the side to slide that wonderful dick into my already hot, wet cunt and I started the best orgasm of my life on his second stroke. When he came, he pulled out and stood up. I sat up and smiled at him, "Wow! I really can't believe that happened, Jon. It was great, but I can't believe I just cheated on my husband!" Jon grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to his still hard cock, "Shut up, bitch. Lick me clean." I took his warm and sticky cock in my mouth, sucking it and then licking our juices from its length. As I was working on his cock, Jon said, "Do you know why cockteasers tease? Because they are really sluts and that's the only way they know how to ask for it the way they want it – hard and fast." I heard him, but was enjoying his cock too much to pay that much attention to what he was saying. Finally, when he was clean, he returned his meat into his pants and zipped up. He walked out of the bedroom without another word, and by the time I had reassembled myself and returned to the party, he was gone. That night was the beginning of my descent into raunchy sex. I didn't know it then, but Jon had given me something I could no longer live without. Until Jon took me on that bed, I never knew sexual excitement like that existed. I had never been that aroused, and I wanted more.
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At work the following Monday, Jon followed me to my car and demanded a blow job. There was never any question of doing what he said to do. I vividly remembered my orgasm, the total release and satisfaction, and wanted more. I gave Jon his blow job, and that became the daily ritual. Every afternoon, in my business clothes, I'd be sucking on my stud's hot cock as his hands roamed over and in my body. He'd fill my mouth with cum, and watch me swallow it, and then I'd lick him clean, drive home and be the perfect wife and mother. On Friday afternoon, Jon gave me his address and told me to be there by noon on Saturday. It was easy enough to tell Bob that I was preparing for a trial, which always entailed extra hours at the office.

When I arrived at Jon's, he pointed me to the bedroom and told me to undress. For the next three hours I was held in the most wonderful state of sexual awareness in my life! Jon tired this girl out! His hard body and hard cock were all over and in my body. I became a slave to his touch. He would tease and play with me until my release was about to explode, and then back off – he drove me crazy and into ecstasy. He fucked my mouth, my cunt, my tits and my virgin asshole. He sucked my nipples and toes and fingers and clit. He massaged my legs and back and breasts and my pussy. Bob had been the only other man to make love to me and he couldn't compare to Jon. I didn't want the afternoon to end. I wanted Jon to fuck me for days. I was dressing to leave, standing on wobbly legs, hugging Jon around the neck, when he patted my buns and said, "Same time, next Saturday, slut." "I'll be here." "See you in the parking garage after work on Monday, slut." "I'll be waiting, Jon."

It was hard to believe, but our fuck session the following Saturday was even better than the first! Jon was so young and strong and aggressive. The more he demanded from me, the more I responded and enjoyed. But after that second Saturday, I didn't want to wait another long week between Jon's fucks. Every night, during our garage blow jobs, I begged Jon to let me visit him. Finally, on Thursday he said yes. I stayed until midnight and just about crawled home and into my bed. Driving home, I admitted to myself, for the first time, that I was no longer in control of all aspects of my life -- I was physically and sexually addicted to Jon.
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On the third Saturday, Jon wasn't alone when I arrived. "This is my friend, Sean," smiled Jon. I said hello to Sean and the three of us talked for a while. I couldn't wait for him to leave, so Jon and I could get on with the fucking! I get hot just being close to Jon. Jon patted me on the knee and smiled again, saying, "I told Sean you'd give him a blow job, before he left." "No, Jon, I can't do that." I couldn't understand why Jon would say that, and wondered how far he was going to push me. "Well, Babe, then I guess you better get your coat and get the fuck out of here. No more fun times with me." I knew Jon was serious. I'm embarrassed to admit I thought about it for only a few seconds. I was not prepared to give up Jon's pleasures so easily. "Okay, Jon, I'll do as you ask." With a huge grin, Sean led me into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. I opened his belt and trousers and pulled them down to his shoe-tops. I knelt on the floor, between his legs, and wrapped my lips around his cock, feeling it grow and harden inside my wet mouth. Before Sean came, Jon entered the bedroom. He was naked and seemed to enjoy watching me fuck Sean with my mouth. His dick was hard and I reached for it with my hand as Sean exploded in my mouth.

I'm sure you guessed that Sean didn't leave, and the next several hours had both men fucking and sucking me in turn and at the same time. It became obvious that Jon's favorite position was pounding his cock into me, doggie-style, as I sucked on Sean's cock. My body was sore and tired as I drove home from Jon's apartment. I couldn't believe that, up until about 4 weeks ago, only my husband had ever made love to me, and that day I had been used and abused by two young studs. I wondered why I didn't have regrets or more guilt.
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The relationship, if that is what this is, has gotten kinkier and kinkier. I continued to go to Jon's place almost every Saturday for the next couple of months. Most days Jon was alone, but Sean did show up occasionally and the 3-way was repeated each time. In late March, Jon told me to get there a little early and when I did, he handed me an outrageous outfit. It was a skirt, too short for anybody, a T-shirt top, scooped low and wide in the front, and very high heels. "Put these on, Leslie. I'm having some friends over to watch basketball, and you're going to be our waitress." I definitely didn't like the sound of that, after my experience with Sean. "Jon, please don't make me do this. I don't want to entertain your friends -- just you. I'll wear this outfit for you." Jon grabbed the clothes from my hand. "No problem, Leslie. You know the rule -- you do what I ask, or we don't play anymore. It's that simple. You wear this for my friends or you go home and don't ever come back." An hour later, dressed in the outfit and wearing more make up than I have since I was 14, I was serving beer and chips to Jon, Sean and three friends. My tits, ass and pussy were being grabbed, tweaked, poked, probed and fingered at every opportunity. I was pulled down on to laps for feels and kisses until one of the new guys pulled out his hard cock and told me to sit on it. Of course, and as usual, all this mistreatment had really turned me on and I was only too happy to position myself in his lap, facing him, pulling my short skirt up, and slowing lowering my hot, wet cunt onto his cock. He pulled my top over my head and began to attack my tits with his mouth and hands.

That started the party in earnest. After that first fuck, I moved from lap to lap, fucking and blowing the five guys as fast as they could shoot their load and get hard again. I was having a ball, but instead of appreciating having an attractive, willing woman available to take care of their animal urges, these guys were crude and rude and gross. One guy had me lie down on the coffee table as he poured beer on my tits and pussy and lapped it up. Another guy pulled his cock out of my mouth as he started to come, and shot his warm, sticky jism on my tits, and then lifted each one up to my mouth so he could watch me lick his cum off my nipples. Sean laid on his back on the floor and had me mount his cock. Another guy, Dave, stood over Sean and I sucked his prick into my mouth. Within a few minutes, a third guy walked over and stood watching. I reached for his erect penis and jerked it off until he shot his cum all over my face. The sight of the cum must have been enough for Sean and Dave, because they both came within seconds of each other. For 2 hours, to the hoots, cat-calls, cheering and whistles, I serviced their cocks. They were no longer men to me, only jerking, pumping, shooting cocks. And I loved every minute of it. Jon must have realized how exhausting the whole thing had been for me, because about 2 hours after starting, he told me to get dressed and to go home. I left, blowing kisses to everyone's moans and groans because I was leaving.

When I got home, the kids were still at the roller rink and Bob was napping. Thanking my lucky stars, I stripped and made my way to the shower. I smelled like a whore house next to a brewery. I was shampooing my hair when the shower door opened and Bob stepped in wearing a smile and a hard-on. My guess was that he woke from his nap with an erection and wanted me to do something about it. Without a word, I leaned back against the wall and let my husband walk his cock up inside me. When he came, I thought about him adding one more gooey load to the 10 or 12 loads of cum already filling my cunt, and I had my most intense orgasm of my action-packed day.
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After the party, things got back to "normal" for a while. Every day after work, I give Jon a blow job. He lets me visit him about one weeknight every two weeks and almost every Saturday. Sean is usually there on Saturdays, and sometimes, Dave also shows up. It doesn't matter to me whether it's 1 or 2 or 3 -- I service them all -- letting them do whatever they want to me. Last week was the ultimate demand by Jon. After work, he handed me a bag and told me to come to his apartment at 10:00pm that night, wearing a lot of make-up and the contents of the bag. I told him that it was impossible for me to get out that late on a Friday night. Jon told me to be there or else say goodbye, and then he walked away.

Lucky for me, Bob is a trusting individual. I know I abuse that trust, but, that night, after dinner, I told him I was going out with some women from the office for a bachelorette party. I didn't know then how close to the truth I was. I parked outside of Jon's and looked in the bag. All that was in it was a black garter belt, black stockings and black high heels. It wasn't easy, but I stripped and put the sexy stuff on in the car, fixed my extra make-up in the visor mirror, and put on my raincoat. Music was blasting through Jon's apartment door and I had to knock several times. Finally, Jon opened the door and held up a finger for me to wait. He turned back into the apartment and announced, "The entertainment's here. Get the groom ready!" More yells from inside followed. Jon curled his finger for me to step inside. His living room was full of men. Beer cans were everywhere and an X-rated video was on the VCR. In the center of the room was a good looking guy sitting in a desk chair, with his hands behind him. Jon took my hand and led me into the room, "Gentlemen. This is the Sex Machine. Some of you have already met her and know what I mean. The rest of you -- well, hold on to your balls! "Our dear friend, and groom-to-be, Gary, requested that I not get a stripper for the party. It seems he didn't want to risk any hanky-panky the night before his wedding. He wants to remain pure! "I didn't think it was fair to the guys to ruin our fun, so here's what happens. Gary is tied in his chair and gets to watch what he could have had, because....." Jon opened my raincoat and threw it out of the room, "...the Sex Machine is here!"

For the next two hours, I fucked and sucked 11 of the 12 guys there. Everybody except Gary had me at least twice, and every time it was no more than 4 feet from his bulging eyeballs. It wasn't long after I started, that Gary began to beg to be released. I tempted him with my tits and ass and snatch, but Jon refused to release him. Finally, when things slowed down, Jon asked everyone if Gary should be allowed to change his mind. Most of his friends booed the idea, but Jon said he'd let Gary go if he earned it. We tried thinking of a challenge for Gary, when I felt the cum dripping down my thighs from my overused and overflowing pussy. I suggested that before Gary could fuck me, he had to eat me clean. Gary didn't hesitate. I laid down in the center of the room, where the men could see their cum over and in my pussy. Jon untied Gary and he fell on top of me, diving into my cunt. The room burst into cheers as I came and came. At last, Gary dropped his pants and shoved his meat up inside my sloppy cunt. He came in only a few strokes and collapsed on top of me. I rolled Gary off and stood on wobbly legs. Jon wrapped my raincoat around my shoulders, told me to take Saturday off and said there was a present for me in my pockets. I sat in the car for a few minutes. My thighs and hips and cunt felt like I had just given birth. My mouth and jaw felt like I had spent hours in a dentist's chair. My neck and shoulders and tits were sore and showed teeth marks. I asked myself, "What the hell was I doing?"

When I got home, I dressed downstairs and started up to the bedroom. All was quiet. Then, I remembered my "gift" from Jon and checked my pockets. In each was a video tape. I couldn't imagine why Jon would give me a tape, so I put one in the VCR and hit "PLAY." I couldn't believe it! It was a tape of this evening's festivities and I never noticed anyone filming! I wondered what Bob would think if he saw them? I popped the tape out and hid them in my closet. As I stretched my sore body out under the sheets, I resolved to tell Jon no more parties. One-on-one with him, only. I just don't know what I'm going to do if he says "no way, slut."

Just wanted to post this. It is my all-time favourite Penthouse letters story from back in September 1990.
What I like most is the woman total being consumed by lust.
I wish i could find a woman who liked this sort of play.
Any offers????

All about Bert,
We had been married about three years when my husband received a call from a “service mate” he had known when they were stationed together in Malaysia. Bert was still in the Air Force and had three weeks of leave while he changed bases. Since he would be coming through our area he wanted to stop and see Dave. I had never met Bert before, but I had heard a lot about him, and from the time of that call, I heard a lot more. Bert had quite a reputation with the ladies. He was said to be “hung like a horse” and could have any woman he wanted, but only went after married women. I also learned that Bert never talked about his conquests. His reputation was gained from the women he screwed, not from his own bragging. I am attractive and have a nice figure. I knew I would never have any trouble finding a stud, but I had never been tempted to have an affair. My sex life with Dave had been quiet, straight and pleasant, but not something I couldn’t live without. I didn’t really give the sex side of it that much thought.
Bert arrived just after lunch on Saturday. He was handsome, short and stocky, and very muscular. I found I enjoyed his company, his sense of humor and the attention he paid to me. He was constantly trying to steal a peek up my skirt and I took it as a compliment. Although I didn’t really tease him, I wasn’t too concerned with how much he saw either. My husband had invited Bert to spend the night, or better yet, a few days. They went out that evening for a few drinks, but were back around ten. Bert claimed to be tired and suggested an early night. My husband was asleep as soon as his head touched he pillow, and once he drops off, nothing will wake him up.

I lay there for at least an hour, unable to go to sleep, or get Bert out of my mind. I kept wondering what it would be like to have intercourse with him. At last I got up, kidding myself about having a cup of coffee, but found myself standing outside his bedroom door. I took my nightgown off, opened the door and slipped inside. When I moved to the bed Bert threw the covers back and turned on a bedside lamp, and he was naked too. I realised he had been waiting for me. Even limp, his cock looked enormous. Not a word was spoken. Bert pulled me on to the bed and drew my face to his crotch. I had sucked a few cocks before we were married and more or less accepted it without interest. I never sucked off my husband, but I wanted Bert’s cock in my mouth. It really turned me on when Bert started getting a hard-on in my mouth. Bert let me suck him for a few minutes while he felt me up. When he eased his cock out of my mouth I really didn’t want to stop. He pulled me over on top of him and had me hold his cock to my pussy. As much as I wanted him in me I was a little frightened. I didn’t know if I could take him. His cock was so thick I couldn’t close my hand around it. I kept pushing back until the head of his cock xxxxxx its way into my cunt. It hurt more than when I lost my virginity, but I wanted it, I wanted it all! The deeper he xxxxxx into me, the more it turned me on. I kept pushing back until I had him all the way in. Bet had me sit up straight on top of him. He played with my tits until he had my nipples standing out longer than I have ever seen them. Then he had me lean forward and let him suck my tits. By then I was used to his size, and so hot I wanted to scream! I was so filled with his cock it felt like I would burst. Burt held still and let me fuck myself on his cock until I bought myself off, and then I almost did scream! It was by far the wildest orgasm of my life. When it passed Bert rolled over on top of me and had me put my legs around him.

He didn’t fuck me, he just lay still with his cock all the way up my pussy, kissing me and gently fondling my tits. He asked what I thought of being screwed with my husband in the next room. I had to admit that I found it exciting, just as I found it exciting to feel his prick twice as deep inside of me as my husband had ever been. I asked why he only fucked married women. Bert told me married women were always a better fuck because they never seemed to get what they wanted at home. He didn’t have to worry about getting involved in a love affair, and it didn’t make any difference if he knocked them up. Then he fucked me, in long, slow strokes, drawing back until only the head was still inside me, and then sinking to the hilt again and again and again, and my cunt was coming up to meet every thrust. He would screw me until I was right on the verge of coming, then stop as I backed away from my orgasm. After what seemed at least an hour he let me make it, and this time it was even better. Bert pulled his cock out of my pussy and told me to suck it clean. When he pulled it out of my mouth he still had not come himself. Bert told me he was ready for a cup of coffee. He took me out to the kitchen, and insisted that I remain naked. Before we left the room he took a tube of lubricant from his bag. While we had our coffee Bert was feeling me up and playing with my tits while I stroked his beautiful cock. He lay me back on the table and went down on me. He was as good at licking my pussy as he was at fucking me. He slipped a finger up my arse. Bert used the lubricant, and kept working more and more into my arse until he was able to get a second finger into me. Bert took me into the living room and bent me over the couch and moved in behind me. He smeared more lubricant over his cock, then slowly shoved it up my arse. It really hurt at first, then it felt good, then it felt great! He had me feel myself up while he fucked me in the arse. I could feel his dick inside me with my fingertips. I couldn’t take him all the way, but he couldn’t have had much let to put in. After a few minutes he pulled out his cock and went into the bathroom to wash off. When he came back he told me he was ready for the main event.

I was horrified when Bert led me into my own bedroom and lay me beside my sleeping husband. Before I could resist he moved between my legs, and when he shoved his cock up my pussy I was so hot I simply didn’t care. I put my legs around him and he started fucking me in long, slow strokes. It went on and on. I was moaning, crying out, begging him to fuck me, unable to believe that my husband could sleep through this. He bought me off twice before coming himself, well over an hour from the start. Bert pulled his cock out of my pussy and put it in my mouth again. He had me suck him clean, then took me back to the other bedroom. He informed me that I was going to sleep with him, and he would fuck me again the next morning before I went back to bed with my husband. He screwed me to orgasm a least four times that night, but didn’t come in me again. The fucking Bert gave me the next morning was anything but gentle, and even more exciting. He bought me off three or four times before he shot his load. Bert sent me back to my own bedroom, but before I left him he told me that from then on I was to wear a garter belt and stockings when I was around him, and I was not to wear panties the next day.

It was no surprise my husband woke up before I did. Throughout the next day Bert would arrange for us to be alone for a few minutes. He would feel me up, or bend me over something, pull my dress up and shove his cock in me for just a few strokes. After lunch he sent my husband after some beer, which would keep him away from the house for half an hour. As soon as the car pulled out of the drive Bert had my dress off and his cock in my mouth. He fucked me long enough to bring me off, then had me suck his cock until we heard the car pull up. I barely got into my dress before my husband walked in.

That night as soon as my husband was asleep I was in bed with Bert, and I spent most of the night with his cock in my mouth, pussy or arse. The more he gave me, the more I wanted. My husband went to work the next morning. Bert fucked me, then took me into town to do some shopping. He bought me a white and black brassiere that only cuped my tits, a couple of garter belts, and some white, pink and black panties. He informed me that was the most I would wear during the day. When we got home I took his first load in my mouth. He fucked me time after time in every position we could think of, sometimes enough to bring me off, often just enough to tease me, and always I sucked him off as soon as he pulled his cock out of my pussy. Not long before my husband was due home Bert fucked me in the arse until he was coming in me.

Bert ended up spending a week with us. He screwed me during the day while Dave was at work and I went to bed with him each evening after my husband went to sleep. He would often go out with Dave in the evenings for a drink or two. One evening my husband told me Bert seemed to have changed, that he didn’t chase women while they were out.

A couple of days later Dave and Bert went out for most of the day. Late in the day Bert called and told me to be wearing the white negligee, garter belt, stockings and nothing else when they came back. When they returned my husband took me into the bedroom to have a private word with me. Bert had told him he wanted to screw me. Dave told me they had talked about it for most of the day, that he didn’t mind, and that I would probably enjoy Bert. I didn’t know what to say. We went back out and had a drink with Bert. After about half an hour Bert took my hand and led me into the spare bedroom, and insisted that Dave join us. I didn’t know what to do. I was hot, and I was afraid. He opened my negligee, put me on my knees and shoved his cock in my mouth. After a few minutes he put me on the bed and played with me until I was begging him to fuck me. He had me top ride him until he came, then my husband screwed me. The two men took turns on me for about an hour. I was sucking Bert’s cock when my husband left us alone for the rest of the night. From then on Bert fucked me openly, sometimes in front of my husband, but we always slept together. To this day Dave has no idea that I was cheating on him before that night. Bert still fucks me whenever he visits for a week a couple of times a year, or I go to him for a few days. My sex life with my husband has improved considerably.

Occasionally people ask me about my piercings.
When my wife and I had first met about 20 yrs ago she was still married to her ex so we couldn?t get married until her divorce came through. In the mean time she had introduced me to pegging/clamping nipples, which we both liked so on a trip to the snow one time we stopped in Fyshwick and visited an adult store. I bought a magazine that had quite a good article about piercings. After reading through it we made a sort of pre marriage commitment to each other and BOTH got BOTH our nipples pierced. We had been planning to go out to dinner afterwards but walked out feeling a little wobbly (shock) so just went home and took things easy. We enjoyed our pierced nipples for a few years but when babies came along she removed hers for breast feeding and they never went back in I'm sad to say. I still keep mine in tho.

As for my P.A. I used to muck around with a 'C' shaped plastic one. A silver coated plastic kids dress up one. I would clip it onto my cock and the bit of pressure would make me horny and would stick on even harder. The mrs knew of this and I'd often wear it if we were going out. It would keep me half erect and we'd stop on the way home and fuck but would take it off for that. Have been browsing porn for years and coming on to this site for about 12 years, signed up after about 2 years (get my 10 yr badge in June '15) and used to see the occasional PA. I always kept wondering what the proper thing would feel like. So ...
About 4 years ago the mrs was going away for 3 days with some girlfriends for a long weekend. I decided to have it done the Friday she left. They told me no wanking/sex for 5 or 6 days. Well I'm so weak willed and got so horny I only lasted about 8 hours. I wanked that night for about an hour. I maybe missed a day but I was continually horny and pretty sure I wanked every day for a week. Sometimes twice a day. I showed the mrs when she got home and she was furious. Why had I done that without consulting her?
???? wtf? ? it's my cock.

Personally I like the feel and it makes me hornier (as if I need that). I also like sounding and I have flexible (rubber) sounding wands I can attach to the PA and wear all day - or without having to hold onto all the time. See some of my pics. Wish I'd had it done years ago
Only downside is peeing can be a bit messy sometimes so usually sit down for that.
Rating - if you can stand piercings, like a bit of c&bt or don't mind the bit of pain (pain lasts for only a few days) get it done. - 4 stars
Would like to hear others comments if thinking of getting one or already have one or if you want to ask questions (ladies or men) PM me.
Elly

I often used to go to a small cinema right across the road from where I worked. I had been single for a while and they used to have a 5 movies for $35 card so I used to go there after work on my own quite a lot. When I first met this girl I decided that a movie was in order - they showed art house movies and foreign films with subtitles. The French movie Betty Blue was on and I had seen it before but had not quite remembered how the movie opens. If you don't know, go and get it out at the video shop (or download or whatever you have access to) and watch it - you'll see what I mean - don't want to spoil it for you but I assure you, it is a great movie . Anyway if this gave her an insight as to what kind of person I was then that was just fine by me. However ... it was not during this movie that we got up to tricks.

I had been on at her for a while to go out without underwear on and finally she agreed, no knickers or bra, and our destination that night was dinner and a movie. During dinner I kept trying to get her to spread he legs and give me a look but she was too nervous. Finally we got to the movie theater. It is a small venue and held maybe 120 ppl. We decided to sit in the back row which is still quite a good view. About 10 mins into the movie - I can't even remember what it was - I moved my hand across to her thigh. She had worn a mid thigh length skirt and button up shirt. I started moving my hand up her leg and pushing the skirt up with it. She gently opened her legs and allowed me to run my little finger up and down between her shaved pussy lips. For the time being I was happy with this arrangement and so was she. She leaned across and put her head on my shoulder and was kind of purring - making little mmmmm sounds.

Now that got me hornier as well so I asked her to unbutton her shirt - again she was a bit nervous so I said I'd stop rubbing her pussy if she didn't. We were in the back row and a few seats across from the entrance into the theater and next closest ppl were two rows in front and not too many other in there at all so she turned away from the door a bit and started unbuttoning from the bottom. I went back to caressing her pussy. She took about 5 mins to completely unbutton her top - each button looking to her left to see if anyone was watching and then turning back towards me. When she had finally unbuttoned completely I turned towards her and moved my head over to suck her nipples. She let out a much more audible moan and the lady in front of us moved in her seat and looked a bit sideways but not back towards us thank god.

I pushed her shirt apart to totally expose her tits and then moved my right hand over and inserted two fingers into her pussy and started fucking her with them. I had to twist around in my seat quite a bit and by now the movie had been forgotten. She immediately pushed her legs completely apart - as wide as they would go and the skirt she was wearing was now riding up her sides. A few moments later she slid down in the seat so her bum was right at the edge of the seat, causing her skirt to ride up completely, bunched up around her waist so she was effectively naked from the waist down and she spread her legs as wide apart as they could get.

I continued finger fucking her and occasionally pinching her nipples with my other hand and she was desperately trying to keep quiet. Had anyone walked in the door or other members of the audience got up and walked back to the doorway she would have been seen - no question.

Fortunately we were able to complete the activity without interruption and she and a huge orgasm. I think the lady in front of us twigged that something was going on behind her but never turned around. It was one horny experience but unfortunately never repeated. Makes me horny just writing about it.

My old musician g/f and I once had a fuck ... well we often had a fuck ... ha ha ha ... but this one was in public. Go to google maps and type in "Observatory Hill Park, Sydney". Look at the satellite view. There is a road people can drive around the precinct and immediately to the left of the precinct is a grassy area. We were out one night and feeling horny enough to want sex then and there. Rather than try finding somewhere to do it in the car - which we often did ... I used to have to pull in next to some tennis courts near her parents place and fuck her before taking her home before she moved in with me ... but back to the story - as we were nearby to this place we went and parked on that ring road and walked out onto the grassy area. That area slopes away quite a bit from the road above. We lay down and started messing around. She was a bit nervous about fucking out in the open but I convinced her that as it was dark - about 10pm - and there wasn't likely to be too many ppl around that it would be OK. So the maximum we would have been away from the road would have been 20m (50ft) and the slope was quite a way down. I got her jeans unzipped and had them pulled down to expose her pussy - which she now kept fully shaved - and after about 5 mins of fingering she was really wet and readily agreed to a fuck in the open. I got my pants down to my knees and was able to plunge straight in as she was so wet. We had been fucking for about 3 mins when someone up on the road walked around our car and looked down the hill towards us. I stopped thrusting and lay still on top of her. It was hard to tell whether they could tell that we both had our pants half off given the poor light but after about 15 seconds they moved on. If anything I think my erection got harder and within about 30 seconds of me starting up again my girl squirted. That was definitely the first time I had ever experienced that and I was convinced she had peed herself - not that I minded but she was adamant that she hadn't. I was not fully convinced until years later - after we had separated and I finally read about it and saw videos. I think it sort of happened with her another time but nothing so spectacular as that first time. How I wish I had known about squirting then. Oh well ...

I love the taste and smell of fresh pussy. Mmmmmm. My first proper g/f wouldn't let me fuck her for ages but would let me eat her for hooooouuuuurs. One of her fav things happened a bit by accident. We lived in a share house and had rooms next to each other. I was in her room one night playing in bed - she still had her panties on. I had pulled the panties up over her hips and pulled the crutch tight and between her pussy lips was rubbing her clit thru the panties and she was getting very wet. Suddenly there was a knock at the front door and as we were closest and I know no one else ever answered I'd better go and answer. I threw some shorts and a t-shirt on and answered the door. I thought by the time I got back she'd have pulled the panties back out of her pussy but NO!! Much to my delight she was still lying there with her legs spread and the panties still pulled tight as I had left her. I came to realise that she liked this A LOT. This was in the day when G-strings were not so much in vogue as they are now. Had they been I would have been out buying her a truck load. We used to start off every play session with me pulling her panties up into her crotch and leaving her like that for about half an hour. That always made her really wet and juicy for me to eat. Occasionally if we were out and I wanted to get her horny for when we got home I'd sidle up to her and try to discreetly pull her panties up over her hips. I'd have to leave the pussy bit to her if she got the chance as it was rarely a possibility for me to do that part.

In my late 20's I was visiting my parents and found that one of my second cousins (on my mums side) was going to be staying with her for about a week. She was early 20's - I had never met her but had heard stories about her from my great aunt (grandmothers sister) over the years. Turned out she had been living and travelling in Africa for the last 12 months and was on her way home to Brisbane via Sydney and planned to stay at my parents for a week. We were just hanging around talking for hours and it was getting later and later. She was going to be sleeping on the floor in a large living area at the rear of the place. Eventually she asked me if I could rub her back for her and I readily agreed. I was in between g/fs at the time so good old mr willy had me horny in no time. She lay on her mattress and I straddled her legs and started by rubbing her shoulders. As I worked my way down her back and around her sides it became apparent that she wasn't wearing anything under the loose dress she had on. I started to get a bit bolder rubbing around he sides and caressing the sides of her breasts. She never stopped me doing any of it and even helped a bit by lifting up a bit to allow me better access to her front but still lay face down. My mum was still sitting across the other side of the large room but had an obscured view to where we were. I think there was a large couch in between but she could still see my head if she had looked in my direction. This made the whole scenario even hornier. I started to inch the hem of her dress up further and further until I eventually had her bottom completely exposed. She parted her legs for me and let me rub her pussy and finger her clit. She was starting to get wet. My mum finally started to move and say she was going to bed. The girl quickly covered up and we moved away from each other. I said I'd better go too but arranged with the girl to make sure the back door was unlocked. Once I said goodbye to my parents and left I drove around the corner. Fortunately their property backed onto an open area and I was able to sneak in through the back yard and up to the back door. As agreed the back door was left unlocked and after seeing that the rest of the house was dark I entered. This was into the room the girl was staying in. As soon as I was inside I went over to her bed and lay down next to her. She went straight to my belt and undid my jeans. I felt for her under the covers and she was naked. I stripped off and got in next to her and we kissed and played with each other for ages. One thing I remember clearly was she had the softest skin of anyone I'd been that intimate with. I finally got to taste her sweet pussy and ate her for a long time. She wouldn't let me fuck her then as she was really paranoid about AIDS having just come from Africa so we had to make do for that night. I stayed until about 3am and mainly ate her pussy which is something I love to do. Over the next few days I managed to invite her out to see a couple of bands. She stayed at my place a couple of nights and (having got some condoms) we fucked many times. I got to shave her pussy so the sex was even better for me (and her I hope) after that. She even sent me a bunch of flowers to my work with a thank you note. Eventually it was time for her to go and the next time I met up with her (a couple of years later) she had a boyfriend - now her hubby - and the matter was never mentioned again.

Years ago the musician g/f, who was nearly 12 years younger than me, and I went on holiday to Queensland and were staying with a second cousin. (one I had fucked a few years earlier)
We were staying in the lounge room of her house (big old house split into 4 living spaces/apartments) sleeping on a mattress on the floor and at that stage fucking daily. As we were on holidays we had no pressing time constraints and would fuck at all hours and until all hours. As we were on the floor in the lounge room we had to wait for others to go to bed and then leave it a while for them to get to sleep before starting activities. We probably started at about 11pm. As I like to fuck for a long time and the g/f at the time had no objections we had been fucking for quite a while. The g/f had cum quite a few time already and was really wet so I started pulling right out and sliding back up and getting my aim right go right back up her cunt again. She was really creaming so as I pulled out, her cum started to smear all over my stomach - so I pulled out even further and slid my stomach up over her clit and plunged my cock back into her pussy again. After about 5 mins of that she came again and got even wetter. So I kept it up pulling out even further until finally I was wet with her cum all the way up to my chest. I even ducked down a bit further and tasted her pussy (which I always loved eating - I love the taste of lady cum). I would then slide my cum soaked chest and stomach over her now well protruding clit and stick my cock back into her pussy again. I would vary the pace and sometimes stay up her for a minute or so for her to recover. One thing that would turn her on was sticking my tongue in her ear so sometimes she would cum while impaled on my cock and just from me ramming my tongue into her ear. After she had come about 20 times (her estimation) we decided to see how many times she could cum. I kept up the sliding my cum soaked chest all the way down until my cock slid into her pussy and the occasional tongue in the ear until she had cum over 100 times, about 3am, at which time we thought we should give it a rest ourselves. Don't recall if I even came during that but I certainly managed to stay hard for that long. Oh to be 30 something again.
Any local ladies who think they're orgasmic enough and who'd like to try that I'd certainly like to try it again myself. Send me a PM.

Years ago, shortly before I met my wife, I was in a relationship with a girl nearly 12 years my junior. I had some horny times with her over a few years but then things tapered off. During our time together we were at a friends 40th b'day party. The whole gang seated around a long table. The boss of the guy whose b'day it was sat nearly opposite me, but a bit to my left and the wife of one of his other employees sat next to him directly opposite me.
I knew this guy was a bit of a dirty character. After a while I notice him leaning in really close to her and talking very quietly into her ear so no one else could hear and also he had his left hand down below the table ... and it seems to be between her legs which surprised me a bit. Doing that almost in front of everyone. Now being a bit of a dirty minded type myself I slipped my shoe off and started playing footsie with her. Fairly soon she was playing back and really smiling at me, not taken aback at all and rubbing my foot back. So I got bolder.
I started running my foot up her leg. All the while conversation going on quite normally above the table. First I ran my foot up the outside of her leg and after a while up the inside. Eventually she opened her legs wider and wider to allow me access. By the end of the evening I was actually pushing her panties up into her cunt and she was just loving it. Wiggling around every so often to get a better position.
At the end of the night as we were getting ready to leave I followed her into the ladies toilets but only had time to get her phone number. When calling her over the next few days I was just very general in conversations and not mentioning what went on at the party. Neither did she but I could tell she liked me and was not at all upset that I was ringing her.
After about a week I got to swing past her workplace and she came out and sat in the car with me for a few minutes where we were actually able to talk in private - face to face. She made it quite clear she was up for fucking and that hubby knew all about it which set my mind at ease. From then on - nearly every Saturday morning, my g/f would go to work and I would call them up and go over for a couple of hours of fucking. The guy never participated. He usually just sat in the other room on his computer and left us to it.
One day I went around there and found they had people staying so I said I'd go and come back another time. The girl said no, left the guests with her hubby and said 'come out to the garage', which they had set up as a weights room so we could fuck in there while her hubby and guests were inside.
I had this arrangement when I met my wife. She actually visited with me and met the girl and knew what was going on. After a while she said she was uncomfortable with what was going on if we were going to be a couple so I stopped seeing the FB.

I was getting quite a lot in those days. Was always super horny.
I had also been flirting with a married girl from work. I used to bring in flowers from my garden and occasionally giver her one ... a flower. We'd often hang out together and go for coffee. Finally one weekend I went out to some markets shopping with her. My g/f was at work as was her hubby. When we got back to her place I was going to drive home but she invited me inside, started kissing me and saying she couldn't fuck me but climbed up on her bed and pulled her jeans and panties off and let me eat her to a couple of orgasms.
After that I was desperate to fuck her ... all I could think about. Finally she agreed to come over to my place on a Saturday morning when my g/f was at work. We both knew what she was there for so without wasting any time she stripped off until naked and lay on the couch. I was naked soon after her. We fucked on the lounge for two hours. She was lying with one leg up on the back of the lounge and one on the floor. Her legs spread well apart. She had the biggest grin on her face and she just sort of laughed the whole time. It was one of the best fucks of my life, partly because it was so illicit. Unfortunately never got a repeat.
Makes me horny just thinking about it. It was also part of me getting a fuck 5 days in a row with 4 different women.
Day 1 my now wife after work.
Day 2 the FB after work.
Day 3 the girl from work.
Day 4 my now wife again and
Day 5 my gf at the time.
Best record ever.

Recently, things sexually have been on the decline with my mrs - not sure exactly what the cause is but it has now been 10 months since I've had sex. I'm hoping it will get better as we used to fuck all the time but I suppose kids and life get in the way which I why I spend a lot of time on here. She seems to be able to go without but I can't (or won't)

I first met her while still living with another girl but things were on the decline there. My brothers wife worked with her and invited her to a group weekend away. I assumed her hubby (previously married) could not get away for the weekend and the same with my GF. Halfway through dinner the first night it became apparent to me that she was separated and there seemed to be mutual interest. We saw each other socially a few times after that and would exchange calls quite often. After a while I started having clandestine get togethers with her. I was also seeing a FB (I will write about another day) almost every Saturday and then one weekend the g/f and I were going to stay at the g/f grandfathers house which was about 2 hours car drive away. I said I would ride my bike there so to give me a few hours head start and I would meet her and her mum and dad later and we'd stay for the weekend. Anyway, the mrs, at the time, had just separated from her 1st husband and lived quite close to my destination. I left extra early, about 5am, and arranged to meet her after about 1 hours ride (about 30km from my place) at about 6am. She drove back down the freeway to meet me and when we caught up I collapsed my bike, put it in the back of her car and drove back to her place (this would be our second fuck after meeting). Well what she wore for the drive was a dressing gown with nothing on underneath and a banana shoved up her pussy. That was so horny. Once we got back to her place we were all over each other and fucked for about 1/2 an hour. Then she tied me up and fucked me slowly for the next 2 and a half hours. I only came the once but was horny as hell the whole time. Eventually I had to get going and meet the gf and family but it was the start of a great thing.
My job at the time required me to work till about 7pm so she'd often drive out to my workplace and meet me in the carpark and we'd fuck in her car until she had to take off to drive home which was about another 40min to 1 hour away.