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Licking some of the cum off my lips I opened the door to Jason’s car, “hey” I said climbing into the front seat. Eyeing my topless tits he replied, “hey”. Still not having made eye contact with he realized there’s something dried all over my body and asked what it was. As a drop of Mykeal’s brother’s cum fell to my chest I whipped it on my finger and stuck it in my mouth and said, “Do you really want to know?” Finally seeing the fresh cum all over my face he knew just what was all over my body. With no words he put the car in drive and…

I couldn’t believe it. I had just had some of the most fantastic sex of my life with a married woman. While her husband was there, enjoying her, too. She looked beautiful and smutty at the same time, freshly fucked, with come on her tits and in her hair. The smell of sex permeated the air and the environment seemed to allow me to retain my hard-on, even though I had just had the most intense orgasm of my sexual life. Of course, it could’ve been that she was still holding my dick in her hand and was ready for more. Erica got up out of the bed and dragged…

Wine, Peg’s father used to say, is a double-edged sword. As a child, she’d puzzled over how anything liquid could be simultaneously solid and with a sharp edge no less, but now she knew better. The lowering of inhibitions, the loosening of tongues, the enhancement of whatever mood you happened to be in — these were the actions of wine, for good or for ill. Inhibitions kept you from doing or saying the things you might regret, but they could also stand in the way of trying something new and exciting. Her father also used to say: What’s on a sober man’s mind is on a drunk man’s tongue. So…

I had no idea how long I’d been there on my bed, my arms tied to the headboard, completely naked with a butt plug in my ass. I was blindfolded so I couldn’t read the clock on the bedside table. I could probably get the eye mask off by rubbing my head against my arm but what if that pisses off Kelly, er, I mean “Mistress Steele”? I was getting cold and every minute that passed made it more likely that my brother Mark would come home and find me. I loved Mark but he was still teasing me about the night I got drunk for the first time and…

The room is dark. From my view from the bathroom I see you asleep on your stomach, face pressed up against the pillow. You look satisfied and I can’t help but smile. I touch my neck, feeling your teeth marks. My skin is raised and sensitive where you let loose. What we just did leaves me speechless. My legs are still shaky…my body still floating listlessly. Inside me though there is a fire burning. Turning my head back to the mirror I look at myself. My face is flushed with excitement…lips slightly swollen…partly from biting them and partly from being constantly in contact with yours. My hair is beyond tamable…

Part one of this story introduced us to Ron and Jessica, a couple who had discovered a new sexuality, invigorating their marriage. In part one, Ron had been indoctrinated into by his wife into anal penetration. The two plan to buy a strap on for her to use, but this story is about Jessica opening up her back door for her husband. * Ron and his lovely wife Jessica’s sex life has been reawakened. Problems that they had in the recent past were all but forgotten with their freshly discovered sense of sexual adventure. Gone were Jessie’s inhibitions involving oral sex, and she had even promised Ron that she would…

He growled in my ear, a low, husky voice “Your ass is mine.” A shiver ran through my entire body bedding itself down in the moist warmth of my pussy. He meant exactly what he said. It excited me. I’d never given my ass to anyone before. The truth of the matter was that is belonged to him already, it always had. Memories flashed through my mind. The first time he slipped a finger into my tight little ass, I nearly came. When his tongue followed, I squealed and wriggled. He held my hips and ground my ass down on his soft slick lips. I couldn’t contain myself. That was…

Here I am, stuck in the hospital with two broken arms. How did it happen you ask? Well, as embarrassing as it is I’ll tell you. I was building a tree house with my son when I was on the ladder. Instead of doing the smart thing and climbing down to move it, I stayed at the top and shuffled it across the branch. And that was my mistake. No, the branch didn’t break, it moved and I went down. I guess I’m lucky not to have broken anything else, but it still sucks. My wife was quick to call an ambulance and I was rushed to the hospital. Everything…

She was asleep on the couch, she was just laying there, beautiful as ever. I stared at her, like it was the first time I had seen her. Sometimes she just looked so vulnerable and so innocent. I ran my hand down her face, sometimes I just wanted to corrupt it. I got on the couch holding her in my arms, and kissed her neck. Even from behind I could feel her smile. “Hey baby,” she yawned. “Hey,” I kissed her, “How was your day?” “Fine honey, just need something to take my mind off all this damn work.” And thus my brilliant idea came to be, I wonder if…

It was hellishly hot, the wind made a halfhearted effort to blow the dust from around Sally’s feet but the effort was too much and the dust scarcely lifted. Five kilometers down the road Sally had abandoned her car, water pump failure, shit, on this Godforsaken stretch of road of all places. No-one ever drove alone here, the only reason she had come this way was because the distance was shorter. Sally stood at the railing overlooking the valley, she was at a point where vehicles could pull off and take photos of the breathtaking view. If it wasn’t so hot, the view would have been beautiful but right now…