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Walking down the hallway, I saw her walking towards me. Lindsay, my dream girl. Lucky for me, she was also me girlfriend. Man, did she look HOT. She walked very sexily with her hips swaying in her short, tight skirt and her tight pink top. Those 34B tits of hers were really showing. When I got to her, I put my hand on her thigh and pushed her against a locker and started kissing her while my fellow high school juniors stared as they walked by, obviously jealous of my hot freshman girlfriend.

I pulled away from her lips, looked into her eyes and said, “I’m thirsty, would you mind…?” “Not at all!” She exclaimed, spreading her legs wide. I looked around, then really quickly put my hand up her skirt, pushed aside her panties, and stuck a finger into her very tight, very wet pussy. Then I pulled it out, and licked it clean. “Mmm, thanks for the snack babe.” She giggled and said, “My pleasure. I’ll see you 7th period okay?” I replied by saying, “See you then babe” and we walked to our separate classes.

7th period we met in the student commons. We both sat down, and she pulled out her math book, but I wasn’t planning on letting her get very far. Our earlier encounter had left me with a huge hard-on, and I was planning on taking advantage of the 80 minutes we had together.

As she sat there working, I slipped my hand under the table and into her skirt. She smiled and moaned as I started to massage her pussy through her panties. After a few minutes, I whispered in her ear, “You know, we have always talked about doing it in the school bathroom.” She gave me a sexy smile, and we both stood up and, with Lindsay leading, we walked on out of the commons.

I got really excited as we got to the girls bathroom and she leaned in to make sure no one was there. She then pulled me in, and we went into the stall and started to make out. I was sitting on the toilet and she was straddling me as I worked off her top and her bra. Her tits were so gorgeous, and passionately licked all over her nips and then lightly bit them. As she started to pull my pants off, I asked her, “Are you sure you want to do this, being your first time and all?” She replied by saying, “Are you serious? I’ve wanted to do this since I first met you.” And with that, she pulled off my pants and boxers and began giving me the best blowjob of my life. Watching her hot, young lips encircle my 7-inch cock was so hot. She worked my cock until I was ready to explode, then she backed off. She let my cock cool down for a minute, then I reach over and took her panties off, folding them up and putting them in my pocket. She stood over me, pussy dripping with cum as I guided her body down onto my cock slowly. When my head entered her, she gasped. As I entered her more, it turned to pleasure until I hit her hymen. Her pussy was so tight and hot that it took all my effort not to explode right there and then. Barely able to speak, she muttered softly “do it”, and with that, I pulled her body down until my entire 7 inches was inside her, breaking her hymen. She screamed with pain, then pleasure as she slowly began riding me, getting faster and faster. As she rode me, I put my hands on her ass, sticking one, two then three fingers into her hole, so she was getting fucked by my cock on one end, my fingers on the other.

After about ten minutes, and 2 of her orgasms, I couldn’t hold it any more. I stammered, “I’m…gonna…cum…in you!” “DO IT!” she screamed, hitting her third orgasm. I screamed, then I came, pumping my cum into her hot, young pussy. She fell forward onto me, and we both sat there for what seemed like forever, just panting. Then she looked at me and said, “That was incredible, thank you.” She then kissed me passionately as the bell to end the period rang. “We looked at each other, and she lifted off of me, my cum dripping out of her pussy mixed with blood. “Here, let me help.” I grabbed some toilet paper and dabbed at her swollen pussy lips. Then we put our clothes on, and walked out, my hot young freshmen to English, and I headed to History. When I got there, my teacher demanded a reason. With a laugh I said, “I had to use the bathroom.”

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It started out when my boyfriend Joel invited me to his house. His parents were out of town for the weekend, so we had the house to ourselves. We had never really gone very far with each other, but this was because I was his first girlfriend. He was kind of scared to go farther than we had, and wanted things to go slowly. As he was not my first boyfriend, and I was incredibly horny, tonight I was going to make him to things to me he never dreamed of. I was kind of nervous, but all that went away when I finally drove into his driveway. I was wearing a small black dress that had a very low cut top to reveal as much cleavage as possible. I was wearing a lacy black bra under that, and no panties. My pussy was already dripping down my leg in anticipation.

Before I could even ring the doorbell the door was open and Joel was standing there. He looked even more handsome than the first time I met him. We ate dinner, kissing each other every once in a while and holding hands under the table. As I put my hand on his lap I noticed a nice bulge growing in his pants.

When dinner was over we went downstairs to the basement where they had a couch that he had conveniently turned into a bed. We put in a video, but it wasn’t worth it, because as soon as we sat down on the bed we looked at each other and started to kiss. He was the best kisser, gently but strongly pushing his tongue in and around my mouth. While we kissed I reached over and took his hand in mine, and carefully put it on my tit that needed some serious attention. He quickly caught on and put his hand under the top and even under my bra. Soon my shirt was on the floor.

Realizing that this wasn’t fair I slowly undid his shirt, and when it had joined mine on the floor he started kissing my neck, and then took a second, and look at my tits, (38 C).

“Wow they are more amazing then I could imagine.” He whispered into my ear, as he slowly reached out and started massaging one side and then to my surprise, but utter delight he started to suck on my nipple. His hot mouth felt fantastic on my tit and soon my breathing had picked up very quickly. My nipples quickly grew to their full erect size. He sucks them like a little baby would his mother.

“Ooh, that feels so good Joel, your mouth feels amazing.” He hungrily kept sucking on my tit. Manwhile he took his other hand and put it under my dress and to my surprise he started to slide his fingers into my pussy. It was the best finger fuck, I was used to having to get it from myself.

He looked up and we started kissing again. I undo his pants and gently pull out his now pulsing cock. It is about 7 inches but nice and thick. He moves back to sitting next to me and I took his cock in my mouth and slowly I brought my mouth down so I had his whole cock in my mouth. It tasted better than I had expected, kind of tangy but good. I was addicted. I started licking up the sides, paying close attention to the vein on the side. I could hear him groaning at the pleasure.

“Yes, just like that. Your great at this you know” He moaned slowly. It felt great to be sucking on his cock, but I wanted more. I needed his cock inside my pussy. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and kissed him sharing his precum with him.

“ I need you in me now” I almost begged him. We continued to kiss as he moved so that he was on top of me. He slowly began to arrange and insert his cock into my dripping pussy. It hurt and I screamed a little in pain, but soon pleasure overrode the pain. He began rocking into my pussy and soon we had a rhythm going.

“Harder, faster, I can take there’s no pain now. I want it hard.” With that he picked up his rhythm until he was banging as hard as he could into me. It felt amazing. I was soon feeling the need to cum. I screamed feeling a rush of ecstasy flow over me. It was an orgasm like I had never experienced by myself.

Finally I felt him tighten his cock. With a loud grunted he came filling my unprotected pussy with his hot cum. I didn’t care though, I knew that if I got pregnant it would only mean being with him forever and feeling that great cock. And that we could fuck unprotected all we wanted.

We have been fucking on a continual basis ever since. And just like I thought nine months later we had a beautiful baby boy.

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This incident happened to me when I was 23 and I and one of my friend decided to go to Bombay together. Her name is Pooja and is of the same age. We know each other since college. She is slim, not very fair, nice boobs & perfect thighs. We were good friends and use to share everything with each other. Till that time I had never ever thought of anything like sex with her.

It was when we reached Bombay. She had to meet her boyfriend who was from Pune. I knew that she is going to spend the whole day with him, as they were to decide for their marriage. We were there for a day only. So after leaving her near Marine Drive where she was suppose to meet him, I checked into a hotel. I took a nice bath and went to see my old school friends Sumit & Neha who are now settled in Bombay. They were planning to marry soon. After having fun the whole day, we three decided to have some drinks in my hotel room. So we bought a bottle of Vodka for Neha & a bottle of Scotch for both of us. By the time we reach Hotel, I received a call from Pooja that she is also coming back. It was 8 in the evening so we decided to wait for her. After about half an hour she entered the room and I introduced her to Sumit and Neha. I could feel that there was something wrong with her.

She wasn’t happy but was pretending to be normal. I decided not to ask anything and discuss in front of both. Well we had a nice time together. It was the first time I saw Pooja having drinks. She took four drinks. As Sumit and me were through with our bottle we all had dinner in the room only and they both left for home. As soon as they left I jumped into the bed near Pooja and asked her what happened.

Why was she sad. She just kept her head on my shoulder and hugged me tightly and started crying like a small kid. I wasn’t surprised by her behavior, as was use to it. When ever she was sad she use to do it. Finally after few minutes she told me that her boyfriend is no more interested in her and doesn’t want to marry her. I tried to calm her but she was hurt very badly being a very sensitive girl.

It was almost 12.30 at night. And she was still crying. Now her head was on my chest and I was holding her face with one hand and shoulder with the other. She just turned to go to the toilet and with no intension the hand on the shoulder touched her left boob. Oohhh….it felt so soft and nice. I was just out of senses with that feeling. She went to the toilet without noticing what has happened. It was then when first time I decided to try to feel her body. I started behaving, as I was drunk in case she didn’t liked it I could always say sorry I was drunk. I didn’t wanted to loose such a nice friend.

She came back in her blue loose nighty with deep neck and settled herself in the bed with her head on the pillow. She was looking better now. I switched off the lights and my hand went on her face. She was comfortable with it. After few minutes I found that she was sleeping. I went close to her and started moving my hand from her face to her neck. She was still sleeping. I slowly moved my hands down near her boobs and stopped. She was in deep sleep being drunk. I could feel that she wasn’t wearing her bra. I took more courage to move my hand to touch her boobs. I slowly moved my hand cupped her right boob softly. Ahhh…..what a feeling it was…It was the first time when I touched a female so closely.

My six inches dick was hard like rock by then. I started pressing her boob softly taking care that she doesn’t wake. But her boobs were not the last thing which I wanted to feel. I couldn’t control myself and took my hand out and kept on her thigh over her short nighty and started rubbing her gently. My hand was moving near to her cunt. Slowly moving my hand I just kept my hand between her legs and there was a jerk in her body. I was afraid and pretended as was drunk and sleeping. She was now sitting on the bed with my hand still between her legs. She called my name” Dhruv….Dhruv…” I didn’t answered. “ Dhruv ….what are you doing???? Move your hand…..Dhruv…Dhruv….” she said. But I was still pretending as I was sleeping. My hand was still there but she didn’t tried to remove it herself. I found that a chance for me.

After she found me sleeping and out of senses she was back on pillow. She tried to be away from me. My hand was now on her thigh. After about 4-5 minutes, I again started moving my hand. This time I pulled her nighty up from her thighs and now my hand moving on her soft skin. She didn’t resisted and I could feel her breathing hard. Caressing her thighs for a minute my hand went on to explore her panty. She started moaning by then…AAA…Hmmm….it was the perfect time…..i came near to her and kissed on her lips. As I placed my lips on her she switched on the light….She was looking my face….and I was pretending as I was drunk badly. “ Dhruv…why are pretending?? I know you are not sleeping..” she said.

But still I was pretending. I didn’t answer her and kept my eyes close. My hands were off her now. After a minute I felt her finger on lips and she said” Dhruv…open your eyes”. I opened my eyes slowly as if was sleeping. To my surprise, she was all naked out of her nighty and just in her panty. I was shocked. I was unable to say anything and my eyes were wide open. She had a naughty smile on her face. Before I could come back to my senses she placed her lips on mine and inserted her tongue into them. I responded back to her kiss and hugged her tightly. We kissed for a minute….now she was looking in my eyes. “I knew you were not sleeping Dhruv”. I had no answer to it but smiled back. She hugged me and my hands were moving on her back . She removed my t-shirt and now I could feel her erected nipples rubbing on my chest.

I started fondling her one boob and licking the other. She was moaning….Aaaaa….Dhruv…..A.aaaa…..” Pooja it feels so good…..this is my first time”. “ Its also my first time Dhruv” she said. I got more excited. She moved her hand on my erected tool over my shorts. Oohhhhh….she bent and hold it with one hand over the shorts and her face near to it. She removed my shorts slowly and I felt a warm soft hand on my tool. She was also very excited to see it and feel it for the first time. She started jerking it slowly and suddenly placed her lips on its head.

She sucked the precum as if she was licking a candy. It was amazing. She was now moving her head slowly up and down to take it completely in her mouth. In just a minute I felt like cumming.

“Pooja , I am about to cum”. She didn’t bothered and kept giving me the blow job. And with a loud voice I cummed in her mouth….AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaahhhh…..She almost choked. She ran towards the bathroom …and I followed her. She was washing her face. I held both her boobs with my hands from behind. My dick was rubbing her ass over the panty. After she finished, I picked her up and took her to the bed and said” Its my turn now Pooja”. I slowly removed her panty.

Widened her legs and placed my tongue on her cunt. She was wet, and the smell of her cunt was maddening. I pushed my tongue inside her pussy lips and load moan came out of her mouth….AAAAAaaaooooooooooo….she gripped my hairs with her hands and started pushing my head towards her vagina. I was licking her like a dog. In just two minutes she came all over my face with a loud moan..AAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhh…I was getting wild.

I collected some cum on my tongue and went near to her face and kissed her deep inside. She sucked her own cum from my tongue.

By now my dick was again ready in full form. “ Pooja, what do you say….” Holding her face with my hands I asked. “ Do you still need to ask Dhruv???” We both were still breathing hard. I smiled. I widened her legs and placed head of my dick on her pussy lips. It was all wet. I tried to enter her but failed as it was our first time. I tried again but failed. Now she held my tool with her hand showed it entrance. I slowly pushed it inside and she screamed with pain.

“Aaaaaaaaaoooooochhhh…..Dhruv….please stop…..its paining”. I stoped for a moment and again slowly pushed it more inside. Her mouth opened wide with pain. She screamed with tears in her eyes” Dhruv….please…please dhruv…its paining….”. I took it little out and pushed it hard this time.

She screamed…AAAaahhhhhhhh….and started crying…”noooo Dhruv….please don’t do it…..Dhruv….” She was crying. I went near to her face not taking my dick out and kissed her. She was still crying. “ Pooja, Just relax your body…..it wont pain anymore….you have lost your virginity. Try to enjoy it….”I said. “No Dhruv….its paining badly….pleaseeee”. “ OK…I’ll do it slowly now……it wont pain..just try to enjoy” I said and she didn’t said anything this time. I again started moving my dick in and out but slowly. After few strokes she started enjoying.

Now she was also responding back pushing her butts up on every stroke as if she wanted it more inside. I started pumping little hard….her screams changed into moans….Aahhhh….Ahhh.aaahh…..Oohhh…DDDHHhrrruuuuuvv……AAAhhhhh….harder…Harder….Aaaaahhhh…I started pumping her hard….my balls were hitting her ass and there was exciting smell all over the room.

Her boobs were bouncing up and down on every stroke…….Poojaaaa……I am cumming…..Aahhhh…Poojaaa…..” Cum inside me….Aaaahhh…Dhruv…”…I started stroking her fast……faster….faster….Aahhhhh Aahhhh…..Ahhh…Aah….AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH…….I filled all my cum inside her pussy…I was still over her with dick still inside. After a few minutes I pulled my dick out of her and fell on the bed. She looked in my eyes, bent on to my dick and started licking it.” Dhruv…It was the best time we spent together.”

She licked my dick clean. And then after another round we slept till 11 in the morning.

We still are good friends but she is married now. But whenever we get a chance we make love.

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It was a hot summer morning, another one in a string of very hot days. The school was out and I should have been having the time of my life. However, as the faith would have it, Jackie was yet again grounded for being stupid and breaking her curfew, Hanna and Katie were on holidays with their parents and I was left here all alone. Alone and bored out of my wits.

No doubt Hanna and Katie were to return in a week with incredible stories of wild flirting and necking with exotic, wild and handsome foreigners. In the worst-case scenario, the boys would embody all of the above. Hanna had had sex before with her boyfriend Keith, which seemed to have opened the door to a flood of sexual exploration to which every teenager is prone by nature. However, I always had a feeling that most of what she told us was going on between her and the boys in school were lies. Shy and always proper Hanna was hard to imagine as this wild love goddess, as she liked to portray herself.

Katie was seriously considering giving her virginity to her now boyfriend Simon, but wasn’t too sure if she was ready yet. She hadn’t been sure for over a year, and unbeknownst to her or any of the other girls in our little group, Simon had cornered me in the bathroom at Katie’s birthday party a few weeks ago, kissing me and thrusting his tongue down my throat, grabbing my breasts and squeezing them as if he tried to milk the life out of me. It felt good, and of course it was very naughty, but that is as far as it went.

Days following this little escapade, I was mortified that Katie and Simon would have a fight, no doubt regarding her unwillingness to “go all the way”, and Simon would have blurted out what had happened between us. But so far, so good. Katie never said anything, which I could not imagine she would have done if she even suspected something had happened between her boyfriend and me. Simon on the other hand, always seemed to be too busy to even acknowledge me any longer when I was around. That was fine with me. I did think Simon was kind of cute, but Katie was one of my best friends and I didn’t want to lose her over something this trivial and stupid.

Jackie on the other hand was a completely different story. I loved her as a sister, but even I had to admit that she was nothing more than a tart. I have seen her with my own eyes, leaning against the wall in the alley behind our house, Craig’s hand thrust up her skirt, moving back and forth wildly, all the while kissing her as if she was the only source of oxygen on earth. According to her, he was only one of approximately twenty boys that she had slept with since losing her virginity a year ago. She claimed she had lost the count already. She was one of those girls, who were headed for early motherhood, washed out by the age of thirty, ending up with some loser because everybody else had had her in the bushes and didn’t want her in their home.

And that left me. Good old Sam, a virgin with no prospects of being rid of this most annoying stigma in sight. I had no boyfriend and wasn’t about to open myself to just anybody’s prying hands. And cocks, of course.

So, here I was, sprawled on the lawn chair, sponging up the sun, working on my already perfect tan, feeling dizzy from the heat and too lazy to get up and get a drink, even though I was thirsty enough to drink straight out of the little pond at the bottom of the garden. My little sister was blessedly on holiday with my Dad’s new family somewhere in Wales, and my mom worked mornings and evenings at the local pub. She would only come home in the afternoon to take a bath, a nap and if her toy-boy was around a quickie. And of course, to ignore me.

I had to admit that for 40-year-old woman, my mum looked pretty good. She kept her figure and spent most of the money that she earned on clothes. She had a string of boyfriends since she divorced dad three years ago, most of them younger then her, which always embarrassed me in front of people. I could always see our neighbors nudging each other as she was walking out of the house proudly, on the hand of someone who could almost be her own son. My mum was just as bad as Jackie.

This virginity business weighed heavily on my mind. The summer heat seemed to turn me on even more. Sometimes, I found myself sitting on the stairs that led to my mother’s bedroom on the second floor, listening to sounds of lovemaking, her screams and cries, her boyfriends’ grunts and dirty talking. Often, in bed at night, I would be reminiscing of what I had heard earlier in the day and my hand would slip down my knickers, rubbing wildly against the bud of my sexuality, but very disappointedly, I never seemed to have reached the ecstasy that Jackie was talking about.

In my ripe, 19-year-old mind I had already given up hope on ever reaching this level of pleasure. Most of my friends have been way ahead of me here. I would stay a virgin forever. Everybody will know this and I will be a laughing stock of the school. My mother’s active sexual life most certainly did not help my frustration.

I heard the front door slam and I sighed deeply. It was too early for my mum to be back, which meant that her current boyfriend Neil must have stopped by during lunch hour. He was younger than my mum, in his late 20’s, always creeping around the house at most unexpected times. He was a construction worker and his body was nice and strong, I had to admit that much. Otherwise, he was just an ordinary guy, with greasy black hair and dark, almost devilish eyes, giving me chills every time he looked at me. Of late, I noticed that he hung around me more and more, brushing against me when I stood in the kitchen making tea, or reaching over me to get something out of a cupboard. My mum never seemed to notice, though. She was oblivious to the world most of the time anyway, a consequence of constant drinking, I suppose.

Knowing that Neil was in the house and will probably see me lying in the garden, I was torn between packing up and going to my room or staying out here. I decided I would stay where I was. I reached under the lawn chair and pulled out a bottle of sun oil, beginning to apply some more on my already glistening skin. Then, I closed my eyes and hoped that he would leave at any given moment.

After a few minutes, the kitchen window, which was facing the garden opened up and through my half-closed eyes I saw Neil’s head popping out. “Oy!” he shouted and the annoyance that had been simmering inside me since I heard him enter the house shot up to the boiling point. He could be such a lummox. I ignored him, pretending to nap.

“Oy, Sam!” he wouldn’t be swayed and I finally opened my eyes.

“What?” I asked rudely, hoping he wasn’t coming out into the garden.

“I made some lemonade, you must be hot.” He said and despite my wish that he would just leave, the thought of a cool drink was very inviting. As if sensing my indecision, he dangled a tall glass of yellowy liquid out the window and I could hear the clinging noise made by ice cubes floating on top.

“You want some?” he asked, looking at me intently.

I was very aware of the skimpy little bikini that I was wearing. I never thought much of myself, but I was told before that I had inherited my mum’s nice body. I didn’t want him to look at me half naked anymore.

“Yeah, alright,” I said. “I’ll be right up.”

I stood up and bent down to pick up the huge gauze scarf that I used as a long skirt sometimes, and sometimes as a mini dress wrapped around my body. The thought of Neil looking at my bum while I was bending made me straighten up on a double. I wrapped the scarf around me, tying it in a knot just above my boobs. I turned around and looked up into the kitchen window and could see Neil still staring at me.

I entered the back door and was temporarily blinded by the darkness of the house. The strength of the heat made me slightly woozy and I climbed the stairs to the first floor holding onto the wall with one hand and clutching the railing with the other. By the time I reached the top of the stairs, the wooziness went away and I was grateful for the coolness of the house.

Neil was sitting on the couch in the living room, watching the news on TV. When he heard me, he turned around and patted the empty seat on the couch next to him. The glass of lemonade was sweating on the coffee table by the couch.

I will never know what made me sit next to him, but I plopped down on the couch, letting my weight pull me down, letting out a deep sigh. I was very tired, the heat had exhausted me. Very prissily, I pulled the scarf over my legs, as if just remembering that I was half naked.

Neil looked at my hands as I did this and smiled. He looked at me and for the first time I saw that his dark eyes were quite pretty. Not devilish at all. I smiled back and turned my attention to the TV.

After a few seconds, when he didn’t look away from me, I giggled: “What are you staring at?” I asked, very aware of the dangerous waters that I was entering.

“You’re very pretty, you know?” he said.

“You’re disgusting!” I responded and the giggling sensation was gone. I didn’t feel amused anymore. I felt something else. Oddly appealing, but also uncomfortable, I felt a stirring inside my stomach, reaching further down between my legs. I was getting turned on!

“No, I’m not!” he didn’t protest really. It was just a statement. “You don’t think I’m disgusting, you’re just jealous.”

“OF WHAT?” Now, I was really bewildered. “Jealous of YOU?”

He nodded. “I know that you sit on the stairs sometimes, listening to your mum and me.”

He caught me completely off guard. I blushed and my eyes must have been the size of teacup saucers.

“I do not!” my voice was unnaturally high-pitched.

“Yes, you do.” He said and his hand brushed his thigh as if flicking off invisible crumbs. “I heard you. More than once.”

This was the biggest embarrassment of my entire life. At this point, I understood the saying of hoping to be swallowed by the earth.

His hand left his thigh and reached over to me. Ever so gently, he pinched the corner of my scarf and let it fall off my leg, clearly exposing my oiled, tanned thigh and a part of my tiny red bikini.

I should have jumped up. I should have hit him and screamed. But, I didn’t. I giggled instead and kept my eyes on his hand that was now smearing the suntan oil deeper into my skin. I couldn’t bear to look at his face. “What are you doing?” I asked and this time my voice came out hoarse.

“This is what you want, isn’t it?” he asked, squeezing my thigh lightly.

I shook my head no, but still didn’t move.

His hand traveled all the way to my knees, circled around it and came back up the thigh, touching my bikini. “Are you sure?” he asked and I shook my head again.

He bent over and lightly kissed me on the lips At the same time his finger slipped under the elastic of my bikini and expertly found its way between my legs. It landed on my little bud, which was so familiar to my fingers. The feel of someone else’s fingers on it was quite different, however. I gasped, my mind racing between the sensation of his tongue rubbing against mine and his finger rubbing my clitty.

I spread my legs a little and kissed him back hungrily. His kiss intensified and now his entire hand slipped inside my bikini and covered my pussy.

Suddenly, a sobering taught of my mother blasted my mind and I tried to jump up. “We can’t do this,” I said, breathing shallowly.

“Just a little bit,” he said, his body keeping me from getting off the couch. I gave in to his kiss again and his hand pressed against my crotch, pushing down on my clitty, sending a shot of pleasure inside my tummy. He massaged between my legs for a few moments and then all of a sudden pulled his lips off mine, his hand out of my bikini and slid onto the floor, kneeling in front of me.

Gently, he reached for my bikini bottom and started pulling it off. I tried to protest but he just leaned over me again, kissing me deeply, while his strong hands continued to pull off the little piece of garment. When he slipped it off my arse, he straightened into a kneeling position again, pulled the bikini all the way down my thighs, over the knees and off my ankles; all the while he was looking into my eyes. This time, I looked back. Small grin on his face seemed to fire me up even more and I could feel the wetness between my legs.

Now, he grabbed under my knees and pulled me towards him, so that my upper body was lying flat on the couch seat, my head uncomfortably leaning against the propped up cushion, my arse half-off the couch altogether. He spread my legs and pushed his face between them.

I could feel his fingers prying between pussy lips, opening them and then, I felt the heavenly feeling of a tongue rubbing against my clitty. The feeling of pleasure so foreign and yet so familiar. I moaned and for a moment taught of my mum again, but Neil’s tongue pressed against my clitty and those thoughts evaporated. He licked around the bud and pressed with tongue over it, pushing it down and every time he pushed, my legs twitched uncontrollably.

I heard the unmistakable sound of pants being unzipped and was well aware that this is the last moment when I could still save myself from the catastrophe that I was about to plunge into. His lips enveloped my clitty and he started sucking, gently at first and then harder, my legs twitching even more. I forgot about having to stop him, I enjoyed his tongue and lifted my legs, placing my feet onto his shoulders, completely spreading myself into his face.

His sucking intensified and my hands reached under my bikini top, squeezing my own rock hard nipples. All of a sudden, I felt a finger enter a place that has never been entered before and the pain made me jump. He sucked a little harder and pushed the finger deeper. I was ready to scream and cry. Then, he pulled the finger out, encircled my thighs with his strong arms and started sucking so hard, that I thought I was just about to loose my mind. Ripples of pleasure were shooting from my clitty to my tummy, over my breasts all the way up my neck, blinding me with the new sensation.

All of a sudden, I felt a huge wave of tingling literally explode inside my little bud, I squeezed the muscles inside my pussy and the wave swept over my entire body, just like the smaller waves have before, but this one has made me moan very loudly, almost scream. I squeezed my eyes shut and could see the flickering dots dancing in front of me. My body shook and trembled, while Neil continued to suck my clitty.

Finally, he pulled his lips off my clitty, his face split in two by his smile. He leaned away from me and I could see his cock, big and hard, pointing between my legs. I was still dazed from the pleasure that I had just endured and couldn’t protest, no matter how much I wanted to.

Neil pushed my ankles over his shoulders so that my knees took their place and positioned his cock on my pussy.

“No, no…” I tried to tell him hurriedly, but he leaned forward and thrust his tongue inside my mouth again. For the first time in my life, I tasted the juices of my pussy. Tarty and yet very sweet.

“I’ll be quick,” he said apologetically and smiled. “You’ve got me all crazed.”

I opened my mouth to protest again, but my mouth remained open in a silent scream as his big cock invaded my virgin pussy. He pushed inside and I felt as if something huge has just ripped me in two. He pushed again and again, and I could literally feel him breaking my hymen. The burning and searing pain left me speechless, I couldn’t even scream. Then he finally broke through and buried his entire cock inside me.

“So, tight,” he gasped and grabbed my ass, while starting to pump in and out. Later on, as I was having sex with boyfriends, I learned that the way he fucked me, usually came at the end, hard and furious pounding on the verge of orgasm.

I hurt immensely, doubled over, pushing my hands against his chest as if to soften the blows with which he was assaulting my pussy. The previous pleasure of orgasm has completely diminished and all I could feel was his big cock ripping me up.

Blessedly, it took him good ten or fifteen thrusts and then groaned, pushed deeper inside of me and slumped down on my body. I lay there for a minute, tears welling up in my eyes.

It has taken bare seconds to destroy my romantic dream of losing virginity in the glow of candlelight, in soft bed, with someone that I loved, and more importantly, with someone who loved me.

Finally, he lifted his body off mine, leaned back and I felt his cock slipping out of my aching pussy. He smiled and ran his hand through his hair. “I always knew you were a wild one,” he said still grinning stupidly. If I felt turned on before, now, I felt utterly stupid, lying in front of him with my legs open wide, my neck killing me from the uncomfortable position of my head, still tasting my pussy on my lips.

He looked down and I saw his face cringe. “Oh, Sam!” he half-yelled. “You should have told me you’re on!”

I reached between my legs, brushing the palm of my hand against the wetness. As I brought it back up I could see traces of blood.

I shook my head. “I’m not on.”

“No,” he said, still refusing to understand. “You should have told me you’ve got your period.”

“I don’t have my period, you wanker!” I screamed, for the first time letting my lungs push out the air that has been building up since the pain ripped through my body.

He looked at me for a moment, not quite understanding. Then, his eyes grew wider, looking as if they were ready to pop out of his bewildered face.

“Oh my God, Sam!”

I nodded. “I tried to tell you,” I cried, tears finally slipping down my face. “I tried to tell you,” I whispered, covering my face with my hands.

“Oh, Sam,” he whispered back. “I’m so sorry, Sam!” he tried to hug me, and I finally found enough strength to push him off, push myself off the couch and head for the bathroom. I had to pause for a moment, as the pain in my tummy was burning.

“Sam!” he yelled.

“Neil, please, just go away.” I said calmly. “Please!”

I walked up the stairs and entered the bathroom. I peeled off the remainder of my clothes and entered the shower. I have calmed down somewhat by now, letting the water run over my body, washing away the evil deed. I heard the front door slam and I knew Neil had finally left.

Minutes later, as I was getting dressed, I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. My insides were still hurting, but, I have finally achieved what I had been yearning for. Virgin no more! You wicked, wicked thing.

Neil never came round again. He met my mum at the pub that night, from what I gathered he picked up a fight with her and they broke up there and then. She was very upset at first, not understanding what had caused him to fly off the handle for no apparent reason. But, my mum, the survivor, had another young stud pounding her within a month. However, I never sat on the stairs listening again.

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I would like to share a new and recent experience my wife and I had on vacation – one in which I became a cuckold. I apologize for the length of the story but I hope that you will find the read worthwhile.

I am 41 years old and my wife Leslie is 35. Our vacation took us to an adults-only resort on one of the islands in the Caribbean. The purpose of our vacation was to celebrate our upcoming 10th wedding anniversary. Although our anniversary is in March, we decided to go to the resort in late January in order to escape the winter cold.

Before I go any further, I’d like to describe my wife Leslie. Although she is average in the looks department her body is anything but average. She measures an eye-catching 36C-25-39. She wishes her butt was about 3″ smaller but I think her ass is a work of art. It is a bit big for a woman her size but it is also nice and firm and seeing her butt squeezed into a pair of blue jeans is what attracted me to her in the first place. A respectable pair of breasts adds balance to her profile. She has green eyes and her light brown, wavy hair hangs down past her shoulders. Since we do not have any children, she has been able to maintain her figure and she looks more like a woman of 25 than 35. To the best of my knowledge, she has always been faithful to me even though our sex life has gradually lost most of its sizzle. She has never complained but I’ve always believed that my puny 5″ dick has never truly satisfied her and I’ve usually relied on my fingers to bring her to orgasm. She has never been secretive about her attraction to big, muscular men and, although she has never said so, I’m sure she has fantasized about having sex with the well-hung studs we’ve seen in adult videos.

Getting back to my story, after we made our travel arrangements, Leslie decided that she wanted to buy some new swim suits for the occasion. We went to a shop in a downtown mall and she started browsing for something to sunbathe in. I pointed out a very sexy bikini on a mannequin. She asked me if it wasn’t a little too daring and while I agreed it was, I reminded her that we were going to an adults-only resort which also had a private nude beach. I also mentioned that the resort was frequented by a lot of Europeans and that European women often went topless. Therefore, I concluded, it was not very likely that she would garner that much attention. Besides, I said, she wouldn’t be able to wear something like that too much longer and that we wouldn’t be seeing anyone we know. That observation didn’t seem to amuse her and she asked me if I was suggesting that she was getting old and/or fat. Having put my foot in my mouth, I tried to reassure her that she was just as sexy as when we got married but that didn’t seem to pacify her. I think as revenge she scanned the rack further and deliberately chose a thong-style suit that I knew wouldn’t cover her whatsoever. She also picked out a more conservative and traditional two-piece suit for walking along the beach and a one-piece for swimming.

After we got home, she immediately tried them all on and she looked absolutely stunning in all three of them. As I feared, the thong outfit concealed little more than her pussy (after she did a lot of trimming) and the top could do no more than cover her nipples and provide some support for her breasts which were spilling out everywhere. Looking at how sexy she was and knowing that every red-blooded man would be checking her out, I was beginning to regret my earlier remarks.
We arrived at the resort around noon on a Saturday. After unpacking and freshening up a little, we applied sunscreen lotion all over our bodies, wrapped ourselves up, and headed for the pool. We positioned ourselves at the end of the pool facing the main resort building and reclined in the chairs. There weren’t many people around the large pool and Leslie quickly seemed quite at ease after removing her wrap despite being practically naked. After quite some time, I decided that the sun was getting a little too hot for me and I told Leslie that I was going to retire to the shade of the bar situated in the pool.

I entered the pool, swam to the bar and ordered myself a drink. Perched on one of the stools, I turned to face the pool and took in the beautiful views afforded not only by the scenery but by the sight of my wife’s beautiful body as she worked on her tan. By the time I started on my third drink, a young, nice-looking, muscular man appeared at the pool and headed for a chair not too far from Leslie. Undoubtedly, the sight of my wife’s nearly naked body attracted him to the spot as there were plenty of other places to choose from. I grinned knowingly to myself as I watched him and knew what must have been running through his mind. My grin was cut short, however, when the guy dropped his shorts to reveal a Speedo type swim suit doing its best to conceal what looked to be an enormous cock. Even from my distant vantage point, the size of his bulge made me literally gasp in amazement. He picked a chair which gave him a side view of my wife’s shapely body and the sight of her was no doubt a big turn on for him. Lying on her stomach with her head turned away, Leslie did not know he was there thus giving the young man the opportunity to ravish her body with his eyes without the fear or embarrassment of being caught.

While watching this young stud devour my wife with his eyes – and no doubt fueled by the alcohol – my horny imagination quickly took over. I began fantasizing about my wife getting up, removing her bikini and walking over to kneel in front of him and start sucking on his huge dick. As these images flooded my mind, my own dick suddenly got harder and faster than it had in a very long time and I realized that I had to go away to masturbate or else go insane. I quickly pounded back my drink and started looking for an escape. Even with a small dick, I knew my hard-on would be noticeable with just my swim suit on but I made it safely to the nearest restroom. I went into one of the stalls, removed my suit and began furiously pounding my meat. In what seemed to be a matter of seconds, I was shooting cum out of my cock trying my best to aim it into the toilet bowl. I was panting hard and the orgasm which ripped through me was something I had not experienced in a long time. As I cleaned up the mess I had created, it suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks that what I really wanted was to watch that young man fuck my sexy wife. My cock remained just as hard as it had been before I shot my load. I sat down on the toilet seat shaking – trying to comprehend what I was thinking. I had often enjoyed reading letters by husbands who got off on watching their wives fuck other men but I never really thought of myself as one. Maybe it was just the sun and alcohol getting to me but I decided right then and there that not only would I allow this young stud to hit on my wife if he wanted to, I would work quietly behind the scenes to make it happen!

After quite some time, my cock began shrinking and I put my suit back on and headed back to the pool.

When I got back, Leslie was still lying on her stomach and I walked over and sat down. As I passed the young man, I nodded politely and he looked disappointed after I sat down beside her. Leslie turned over and asked me where I had disappeared to. I told her that I had gone back to our room to use the toilet. We chatted for awhile and she reapplied sunblock to her body. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the guy eyeing my wife and smiled to myself that he had no idea how badly I wanted to see him fuck her. Leslie settled back in her recliner and closed her eyes. I started trying to make eye contact with the guy and finally succeeded. I smiled and said hello and asked him where he was from. He replied that he was from Milan, Italy and that he had arrived the previous night. I introduced myself and asked him if he was alone. He replied that he was so I invited him to sit closer to us to which he readily did. He grabbed his things and sat in the chair to our left with me between him and Leslie. We shook hands and I introduced him to Leslie.

She sat up in her recliner and extended her hand out to him. He got up, walked around me and instead of shaking her hand, took it in his and kissed it and told her what a pleasure it was for him to meet such a beautiful woman. Leslie seemed a bit shocked and embarrassed but I wasn’t sure if it was because of what he had said or done or whether she had noticed the huge bulge in his swimming trunks. Either way, she seemed genuinely charmed to meet him. We soon learned that his name was Sergio and that he was a junior investment broker. Eventually, we learned that he was 26 years old and that he had broken up with a longtime girlfriend not too long ago. In fact, they had originally planned to holiday there together. He turned out to be a decent guy and I felt very comfortable about letting him seduce Leslie if he chose to do so. I was intrigued by the thought of Leslie cheating on me behind my back and decided that I would not confess my fantasies to either one of them but would let things take their course (with me trying to make it happen as best I could).

During the course of the afternoon, I pointed out to him young, attractive women who were hanging around the pool kidding him to find himself a companion for his holiday. (What I was really doing of course was trying to get him good and horny). Leslie kept telling me to stop embarrassing him. He would just laugh and say the girl wasn’t his type or whatever. I tried to make Leslie jealous by pointing out a young, attractive Asian woman strutting her stuff saying that I wouldn’t mind going after her if I wasn’t married. Sergio chided me saying I had a beautiful wife and I had no need for a young woman like that. Leslie pretended not to be bothered by my declaration, assuring me that the girl would not be interested in an “old fart” like myself. Secretly, I was hoping that it was pissing her off and making her feel insecure so that she might be more apt to have a fling with Sergio for the dual purpose of revenge and to reassure herself that she was still physically and sexually attractive to other men.

After awhile, Sergio decided to go into the pool to cool off. Leslie and I watched him swim around while taking in the sun and scenery. Sensing that Sergio’s swim was almost over and that he was on his way out of the pool, I got up and pretended to adjust my lounge chair. I wanted Leslie to get a good look at his body without worrying about me catching her checking him out. As he climbed out of the water, I snuck a peek at him and saw that the bulge in his swimsuit was still impressive despite having been in the water. Leslie had a head-on view of his body as he toweled his face dry and her head did not turn the other way until he took the towel away from his face. I was very pleased she was checking him out and could feel my own prick beginning to harden again.

We chatted and lounged some more before calling it quits for the day. I invited Sergio to join us for dinner and he agreed. The three of us spent a pleasant evening eating, drinking and dancing. Since I’m not much of a dancer, I encouraged Sergio to take Leslie onto the dance floor more times than I did. They enjoyed dancing together and I noticed that they had their bodies pressed up against one another probably a little more often and closer than they should have. We retired for the evening and Leslie and I made love. I was really getting off on the fact that she was probably fantasizing about Sergio as my little 5″ cock ploughed into her pussy. I came much sooner than I usually do which was good as I thought it might make Leslie sexually frustrated and more apt to fuck Sergio.

The next morning, Sergio joined us for breakfast. He asked me if I wanted to play a game of tennis after breakfast. As I had had more than enough sun the day before, I declined the offer. He then asked Leslie if she wanted to play and she said that she would love to. That surprised me as she’s not much for sports and has very rarely played the game. She went back to our room to change and we all met up at the tennis court a short time later. She wore tight shorts and a halter-top that allowed her tits to bounce more than the tennis ball as she ran around the court. Sergio seemed to enjoy playing and it was no doubt my wife’s body which was making it fun as her tennis skills were scarcely good enough to return the ball. I excused myself from court side to get a newspaper. When I returned to the court, I saw Sergio standing behind Leslie with his arms around her trying to teach her how to swing the racket properly. They seemed embarrassed I found them like that but I pretended not to care.

After an hour on the court, they joined me in the shade. I suggested to Leslie that we check out the little town nearby and asked Sergio if he wanted to come along. To my disappointment, he said that he preferred to spend the afternoon on the beach but would meet up with us again in the evening. Leslie and I then headed into town by taxi and checked out some souvenir and jewelry shops. I asked Leslie what she thought of our new “friend” and she said that she thought he was a great “kid.” I suspected that she thought of him as more than a “kid” but I didn’t pry her for more. We met up with Sergio again that evening but retired a little earlier than the night before as both of us were beginning to get sleepy.

The next day, the resort announced that there was a van available for those interested in a trip to a special secluded public beach. Sergio indicated that he wanted to go and asked us to join him. We readily agreed and Leslie changed into her one-piece swim suit as we planned to do some swimming. She looked just as hot in her one piece as she did in her other swim suits and judging by Sergio’s eyes, he agreed with my assessment. The beach was located just a few miles from the resort and was quite expansive and uncrowded. About the only people there apart from our resort were people arriving on horseback from the stables which were located near our resort. The riders would come down along the beach until the point where a boulder-strewn hill ran down into the water forming a natural barrier. They would then turn around and head back the other way. We enjoyed the day swimming in the warm sea and sunning on the beach. Leslie and Sergio enjoyed discussing books as they both have a keen interest in reading. I, for the most part, just sat there in silence trying to keep my erection under control as the two of them continued their bonding.

Later in the afternoon, the three of us went back into the water and swam out quite a distance. Since I’m not a strong swimmer, I soon got tired of treading water and told them I was heading back in. To my surprise but delight, both of them said they were going to stay out a little longer so I headed back in alone. When I reached the shore and sat on the beach, I observed the two of them treading quite close to one another. Soon after, the resort employee came to tell me that it was time to go. I got Leslie and Sergio’s attention and motioned for them to come back to shore. As they got close and stood up to wade in, I could see that Leslie’s nipples were big and hard in spite of the warm sea water. Sergio also seemed to have been aroused and was doing his best to conceal a semi-hard-on with his hands. Not wanting to embarrass either one of them, I turned my back to them in order to gather our things up until they had both reached their towels and covered themselves up. I now knew that the sexual attraction between them was real and becoming more intense. All I had to do was give them the opportunity to be alone in order for the three of us to realize our respective fantasies.

As we rode back to the resort in the van, I began plotting on how I could do that and quickly came up with a plan. I asked Leslie if she wanted to do some horseback riding along the beach as she used to do a bit of riding when she was in college. She said it was a great idea and that we should do it the next day. I asked Sergio if he had ever ridden horses before and he said that he hadn’t but would love to give it a try. That night, at the resort, the three of us partied and I deliberately drank a little more than usual so that I could excuse myself from the ride the next day on account of a hangover. I had come up with the idea that I would tell Leslie that I would instead go back to the little town to buy a ring for her as an anniversary gift thus giving them some private time together.

Sure enough, the following morning, I didn’t feel or look very good and I told Leslie she and Sergio should go riding without me. She said she wasn’t surprised I didn’t feel well and that perhaps it was better that way as she could help Sergio learn the ropes of horseback riding. I then told her that I wanted to buy her a ring as a present. She replied that it wasn’t necessary but threw her arms around me and kissed me telling me what a wonderful husband I was. I asked her for her wedding band so that I could pick out a ring that would go well with it. She gave the band to me and I was hoping that with it off of her finger, she might subconsciously feel less guilty about screwing Sergio. She put on a cotton/linen outfit which would be ideal for riding. I got ready too and gave her a kiss goodbye and told her to enjoy herself and that I would be back late in the afternoon. I’m sure she had no idea of what I meant by a “good time.” My plan was to go to the beach we had been to the previous day and hope that I could catch her and Sergio making out – or more!

I hired a taxi to take me to the beach and headed for the hill which formed the barrier down to the water’s edge. I found a good vantage point which was shaded and settled down to wait for them to come. I was there for about a couple of hours and was beginning to think that maybe they wouldn’t be coming at all. I got thinking that maybe they were already in Sergio’s room going at it like a stallion and a mare in heat and that my fantasy of watching them would go uunfulfilled Eventually, I saw three horses coming down the beach and I cursed to myself that maybe they had picked up a riding companion and wouldn’t be having sex on the beach after all. It turned out not to be them and I watched as the the riders neared and then turned around. As I watched them head back, the sky quickly clouded and then the rain starting coming down.

I really began cursing when the rain turned into a downpour but it ended almost as quickly as it began. Gradually, the rain stopped all together and I was sitting there soaked wondering what to do next. Then, all of a sudden, I saw two more horses coming my way and got very excited when I realized it was Leslie and Sergio. What excited me more than the sight of them coming was the fact that both of them were in swim suits. I wondered if Leslie had brought her bikini with her in her bag and had changed into it on account of the rain or to turn Sergio on. Whatever the reasons, my cock was rock hard as I watched the two of them ride toward me. Sergio seemed to be managing fairly well for a beginner on the horse he was riding.

I withdrew to a more secure spot as they drew almost within hearing range. They were riding along the water’s edge as they reached the spot where the hill ran down into the sea. Curiously, I saw Sergio dismount from the horse and begin wading out around the boulders which were blocking the way. Leslie held his horse and waited. Within a few minutes, Sergio returned and motioned for Leslie to go into the water with the horses and go around the natural obstruction.

I quickly but quietly scrambled to the top when they disappeared from sight and saw them back on shore when I reached the top. On the other side of the hill, the expansive beach all but disappeared and I lost sight of them as soon as they reached the shade of the palm trees near the shore. I scrambled down the hill into the trees. Jogging slowly and quietly, I caught up to them just in time to watch them dismount from their horses. They no sooner had their horses tied up than Sergio grabbed my wife and pulled her close to him. My heart started pounding furiously as I watched him wrap his arms around her and she offered no resistance. They were soon locked in a deep kiss and embrace and I was mesmerized as I watched my wife willingly surrender herself to this young stallion of a man. Sergio began rubbing his hands over her back and then began squeezing and rubbing my wife’s ample butt cheeks. The initial shock quickly abated and I took advantage of the situation to move in closer and conceal myself from their unsuspecting view. After a few minutes of nonstop kissing and caressing – my wife had begun to stroke Sergio’s well-muscled chest, waist and thighs – Sergio reached behind and undid my wife’s bikini top. With her top lying on the sand and her ample tits exposed, Sergio began cupping and caressing them and then wasted no time bending down to kiss and suck on them. My wife’s head was tilted back and it rolled gently from side to side and I could tell that she was in heaven. Sergio’s cock could no longer be contained and he had freed it from his trunks. It was sticking straight up out of his trunks easily reaching his abdomen.

I had never seen such an enormous cock in person in my life and couldn’t believe something that big belonged on a man! My wife reached down with her one hand and began to stroke it. Sergio stopped sucking on her tits and stood straight up. My wife literally dropped to her knees in the sand and slid his trunks to the ground. He stepped out of them and kicked them off to the side while my wife took hold of his horse-sized dick with both of her hands and began sucking on the enormous head. His cock was very thick and must have easily been 10″ long!! She then began sliding her mouth up and down the entire length of his prick before pulling away coughing and spitting. I wasn’t sure what the problem was until I saw Sergio laugh, run over to the horses and return with a water canteen. He gave it to my wife who poured the water all over his dick and washed it clean. Presumably, the sea salt on Sergio’s dick from wading in the sea must have made it difficult for my wife to suck. After cleaning it, my wife resumed stroking and sucking his penis while Sergio leaned back up against a tree and ran his fingers through my sexy wife’s hair as she eagerly blew him.

She sucked and stroked him for several minutes and I figured that at his age he would soon be blowing his wad. By this time, I was beginning to go insane by the sight of my wife servicing another man with a huge dick and so I pulled my own dick out of my shorts. It was particularly exciting to see since it was only on rare occasions that my wife would do the same thing to me. I gave my cock a few quick pulls and it was soon spewing cum all over the sand. I had never been so excited in my entire life! As I regained my composure, I couldn’t help but notice what a sexy couple they were. The sight of a young, single, well-built man and a sexy, older, married woman blowing on his huge cock made for quite a voyeuristic scene!!

But before he blew his wad either over my wife’s body or down her throat, he said something to her and she stopped sucking. Pulling her up and leaning her far over to support her own weight against the trunk of the tree, Sergio pulled down my wife’s bikini bottom to bare her beautiful big butt. He grabbed and rubbed her ass cheeks for a moment before giving her a playful slap on one of the butt cheeks. Leslie responded by spreading her legs while Sergio took his shaft and directed the head toward my wife’s eager pussy and began rubbing her pussy lips with the head. He did this for a minute before pushing his cock a short way into her cunt. She let out a scream and I knew that she was in for the fucking of her life. Sergio started sucking and blowing air as he slowly began to push his cock into my wife. He slowly and carefully began to grind his monster cock deeper into my wife.

Leslie was screaming even though he only had about half of it in. He paused for a minute and then pulled back before pushing it in again. He was obviously trying to get her well-lubed and stretched in order to aaccommodate his entire length.

While I watched with a mixture of disbelief, excitement and a tinge of jealousy, my wife began urging him on screaming how good it felt to have a “horse dick” inside her. Sergio skillfully continued until it appeared from my vantage point that he had his cock completely buried inside my wife’s pussy. I couldn’t believe my wife could take in a cock that size but seeing was believing. Sergio developed a slow but steady rhythm which gradually picked up to a measured pace. My wife was screaming and moaning and groaning like I’ve never heard her before. As the pace picked up, Sergio began slapping and grabbing her ass cheeks and pulling on her hips while he pounded his dick forcefully into her cunt. After what seemed to be several minutes of steady pounding and grinding, Sergio let out a roar and began unloading his cum into my wife. I could only imagine the amount of cum that must have oozed from his balls up his long shaft and deep into my wife but the sight and the thought brought my own little cock out yet again to blow another load. I was now emotionally and physically drained and I sat down shaking on the sand trying to collect my wits.

Sergio removed his still-hard dick from my wife’s cunt while she collapsed to her hands and knees on the sand breathing hard and moaning from the sheer excitement and pleasure of it all. Sergio gave a look around to see if they had been watched and luckily did not see me concealed by the foliage. He picked my wife up in his strong arms but she dropped down to her knees again to suck on his dick. I had never seen my wife act so brazen and cock-hungry but I could certainly understand why. She cleaned his cock good before getting up to put her bikini back on. Sergio’s hard-on looked like it was not going to go soft anytime soon and he went to his saddlebag and pulled out a pair of pants. He returned to my wife and sat down on the sand. I decided to take the opportunity and make my escape since I figured their tryst was probably over for the time being.

I crept away still shaking with excitement from the experience. As I walked through the jungle back toward the road, I felt a whole gamut of emotions – joy, pain, triumph, guilt – you name it – but I regretted none of it! I was even pleased with myself that I had managed to manipulate events somewhat to make my fantasy a reality. For some reason it didn’t bother me that my wife had just cheated on me. Perhaps it was because Sergio was nine years her junior and from another country with the likelihood of them meeting again remote. I was also confident that she was motivated by physical and sexual attraction rather than by feelings of love. It did suddenly dawn on me that they had had unprotected sex but I tried to reassure myself that Sergio was by in large a sensible and intelligent young man and that sticking his cock into a woman unprotected by a condom was a rare occurrence. Having had the opportunity to fuck a woman as sexy as my wife, I couldn’t blame him for his lack of discretion. I also hoped Leslie too must have felt it was a safe gamble for unsafe sex.

I finally made it out to the road and began walking in the direction of the resort. I flagged down a passing car and gave the man $20 to take me back to the resort. When I finally reached our room it was just past noon and I sat down on the bed and collected my thoughts. I reasoned that Leslie and Sergio would be coming back in an hour or so after returning the horses to the nearby stable and that they would probably pick up where they had left off sexually in Sergio’s private little bungalow provided Leslie thought I was still in town shopping for a ring. I went and got something quick to eat at the restaurant and then picked a secluded part of the resort beach to wait and watch for their return. Eventually, the two of them came walking back together and I followed at a safe distance. They parted company with Leslie headed toward our room and Sergio toward his bungalow. I decided to hide outside Sergio’s bungalow and hoped to be able to spy on my wife and Sergio in the privacy of his accommodations.

Fortunately, well-concealed by large plants and bushes, I was able to hide and spied my wife coming toward the bungalow within about 10 minutes. She had changed into the outfit I had seen her in when I had left that morning. She knocked on the door but immediately went inside. Due to the fact that the front window was not well-concealed, I couldn’t take the chance of peering in. Instead, I knelt under the bathroom window which was situated too high for me to look into even if standing. I could hear their voices but was unable to hear clearly what they were saying. Soon I could hear the sound of the shower and both of their voices – i.e. moans and groans – coming out of the bathroom. The shower didn’t last too long so I figured they must have soaped one another up quickly and then retired to the bedroom for a good “romp in the hay.” Knowing that my wife enjoyed being on top, I imagined her riding her Italian stallion and him kneading her breasts and caressing her ass as she rode his impressive cock. In very little time, I could hear my wife screaming as she no doubt had his cock buried deep inside her pussy and presumably riding him hard and wild in a way we never could with my small dick. I was beginning to feel jealous and nervous so decided to go back to our room lest I be seen eavesdropping in the bushes. When I returned to our room, I tried masturbating but was unable to cum. No doubt at my age, I had already shot my quota earlier in the day.

Leslie returned to our room about two hours later. She seemed surprised to see me and a bit flustered. She asked me when I got back and I told her about 30 minutes ago. I asked about her ride and what she had been up to. She said the ride was very good but that she and Sergio were both sore – their bodies not being used to riding horses. I grinned to myself knowing that she had had quite a bit of meat between her legs that day – the horse’s back and Sergio’s cock – and that she wasn’t really lying when she said she was sore! She then explained that Sergio had returned to his bungalow to soak in the tub and rest and that she had gone for a walk trying to prevent her muscles from tightening up. She then inquired about “the ring” but I told her I had given up after a long, fruitless search and that I would wait till we got back home to buy her one. I returned the wedding band and she gave me a big kiss and told me that she loved me very much. I told her that I loved her more than I ever had and could feel myself getting hard. I pushed her onto the bed wanting to stick my own cock into her and experience the feeling of sloppy seconds but she insisted she was too sore from riding the horse – and I knew exactly what she meant!

The remainder of our stay was uneventful and anti-climatic. Leslie and Sergio played it cool while we were together. I convinced Leslie to go to the resort’s nude beach but that was not terribly exciting given the events I had witnessed earlier.

Sergio departed on the Thursday and Leslie gave him a big hug and kiss, told him to keep in touch and invited him to our home in upstate New York. He replied we could count on it and he gave my hand a firm and sincere handshake and invited us to Milan. On the following day, my wife and I checked out and flew back to New York.

It’s been almost a month since our vacation and my wife hasn’t shown any indication that she was unfaithful nor remorseful about it. I’ve quickly come to terms with her infidelity and my new status as a cuckold. Our sex life is now more exciting, my erections stronger and my interest in having sex with my wife more intense than it has in a long time. Every time we make love, my mind goes back to that Caribbean beach and the sight of my sexy wife getting it on with her young Italian lover with the big cock. I couldn’t be happier!!

I’d like to add to my experiences as a cuckold. Any studs out there interested in seducing a 35 year old, sexy 36C-25-39, married, white woman?

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He supposed that he loved her. I mean, he thought silently to himself, my heart beats wildly every time I see her… I can’t even form a valid sentence when I’m around her. And below the waist…

Seth sits quietly on the stoop outside of his apartment, kicking at stones, looking at the other side of the street, and the beautiful form that speeds across it. Her hair flies back in the wind as she passes, like silken black tendrils for their great length. Her porcelain white skin is perfect and unblemished. As she moves, her beautiful breasts jump slightly up and down; though not overly large, Seth could imagine that they would fill his palm perfectly. She gazes across the street, notices him staring, and smiles, her perfect white teeth rivaling the sun with their bright beauty. Seth attempts to wave back, but ends up tripping over himself, looking the fool. Not a new experience for him.

He is twenty-one years old, and alone. Perhaps in part by choice, as he feels so out of place in groups, and at parties. He also feels things far too deeply; he is overly empathic for one of his few years. But he knows, deep down, that society had rejected him, no matter how much he would like to romanticize the opposite.

Sighing, he picks himself up off the stoop, brushing dust off himself, and turns to the dingy building that he calls home. Perhaps it was once a beautiful place; late at night, he could almost see the grandeur that this place had commanded in the past. It almost brought a tear to his eye that it could fall into such decrepitude.

As he walked up the stairs, he hears raised voices, not an uncommon occurrence in this building, however what is uncommon is that it is coming from the apartment next to his. A usually quiet couple was the Wilson’s; the wife was a couple of years younger than her husband, perhaps in her early forties, and was always congenial, if shy.

Seth can’t help himself, and peeks inside the wide-open doorway. Mr. Wilson carries a hastily packed suitcase, with pieces of clothing sticking out the sides, while Mrs. Wilson stands stoically in the doorway; upon closer inspection, Seth sees that she is holding on to the door to keep from shaking. He also notices, to his shock, that she has a blood red bruise growing across her face.

“Don’t come back, you bastard!!! I refuse to take it, I won’t be scared by you anymore.” She does not speak these words loudly, but they hold a level, ominous tone. The husband merely growls in response. He drags his bags to the doorway, takes a scoffing glance at Seth standing there, and storms off. Seth stares off after him, entranced by the feeling of anger that had surrounded him.

A sobbing sound brings him out of his reverie, and jolts him back into reality. He swings around to see Mrs. Wilson collapsing on the floor in a fetal position, sobbing convulsively. Almost instinctively, he runs over to comfort her, but as he reaches her, he realizes that he does not know how. He tentatively picked her up, and gathers her in his arms. She responds by enveloping him in hers, tears streaming down his shirt. Yet he finds himself so torn by sympathy, and so warmed by this position that he does not notice.

After a couple of minutes, she draws back a little, and looks into his eyes, chuckling a little between the tears. Something about that laugh is infectious, and he returns it, though there is clearly nothing funny about the situation. As the tears subside, she speaks in a quiet, yet musically sweet voice,

“Amy” She smiles after saying this.

“Seth”. And so they were introduced. He finds himself unconsciously tracing his finger over the dark bruise that disfigures the side of her face. She winces slightly,

“Sorry”, Seth says quickly, retracting the finger.

“No, it’s not that” She responds, “It doesn’t actually hurt… This bruise just reminds me of how long I let him……… ” fresh tears begin to well, and those glistening brown eyes beg him to stop them, stop this torrent of tears. So he does, the only way he knows how.

He kisses her softly on the lips; they have the texture of silk, and taste so real, so wonderful, so full of life. He had expected her to draw back, or slap him, but she lingers, as if unfazed by this sudden change. He feels the poke of an exploratory tongue against the tight seal of his lips. He opens them, feeling the velvet creature caress his own. Their saliva mingling, forming as one.

The experience is so intense that Seth draws back for a moment, to look at Amy. She gazes up at him, her hair framing a tear streaked, yet beautiful face. A perfect mouth. And those eyes. Seth knew that no more words were needed…

He kisses her again, more passionately this time, drawing her up off the ground, meshing the curves of her body with his own. He runs one playful hand through her hair, stroking, supporting her. He pulls back from her mouth, and begins to kiss her cheeks, licking up the salty residue that still lingers there, kissing away her very tears. He could feel that she needed to be loved, much as he wanted to be. He knows that they could share love, and be happy, if only for a short while.

He sweeps her into his arms, carrying her lightly to the bedroom, ever kissing her sweet lips. As they approach it, their clothing begins to line the floor as they toss it haphazardly aside. Finally, he sits her down on the bed, and looks at her in all of her naked beauty. Her brown hair falls low over pert breasts, the nipples already erect. As his eyes trace down, her pubic hair is a perfect mound of silvery brown. He can already feel his own member rising within the confines of his boxer shorts, writhing against the fabric.

He slowly kneels down in front of her, gazing into her eyes, to confirm what he wishes to do. Then he kisses her neck, pressing the end of his tongue lightly against the skin after each kiss. He moves slowly down to the nape of her neck, licking it wholly. She shivers at this, her eyes moving heavenwards. He moves his hands to her back, and began to play his fingers down the notches of her spine like a piano, stroking each one, as he moves his kisses lower.

Coming upon the breasts, he lightly kisses the nipples, flicking his tongue against them, and then proceeds to suckle on them for several seconds, moving the breast around in his mouth. A deep throaty moan emerges from Amy’s mouth, at which Seth smiles. He then traces his tongue down to her navel, drawing an circle around it, and then continuing down to the place of ultimate beauty.

A sweet, musky odour seems to ignite his passion, and he looks upon the most beautiful pussy that he could have ever seen. He starts by flicking his tongue against the clit, and moves his hands down to her buttocks, massaging them counterclockwise in his palms. He then sucks on the beautiful protruding, glistening clit, swirling his tongue about it in his mouth. He can feel her hips gyrating towards his head by this point, and the moans had degenerated into throaty growls, as she thrust out her breasts. He then brought one hand around from her ass, and traced her outer lips with his pinky, taking all the excess juices upon it. He then sucks off the juices, savouring the sweet taste within his mouth. He then proceeds to insert the finger up to the first joint, causing Amy to jump convulsively. Seth then pushes the finger in to it’s full extent, feeling the deep warmth within her, her beautiful wetness. He begins to move it in and out, while clamping his lips down on her clit. To comply with her rising ardor, he inserts a second finger, moving the slick pair in and out of her pink warmth. Amy begins to violently hump against Seth’s face, moaning like a wild cat.

Suddenly, she stops, and lifts his gaze up to her eyes. Looking into those deep pools, he knows what she wants, and stands up. Removing his boxers, now soaked with his pre-emptive juices, he lies her down on the bed, cushioning her head with his hands. Then, without guidance, pushes his tumescent member deep into the weeping, beautiful valley between her thighs. They both moan at the sudden intensity of the combined passions, and he moves slowly in and out, every movement, every second worth an eternity of the most intense beauty and passion. She moves against him, their thighs and the hilt of his shaft is kissed by the red protruding lips of her mound. She begins to writhe in his grasp, and he feels her in the throes of orgasm. He continues to pump in and out of her dripping mound, and feels it contract around his throbbing cock, as she lets out a light, yet powerful moan of release. Seth continues to move in and out of her, feeling that soon he himself will be at the point of climax, as the contractions and juices streaming over his cock become almost more than he can bear. He strokes back and forth a number of times more, and is surprised as suddenly her muscles contract around his ready-to-burst member, as he realizes that she has climaxed once again. In his mind, it is so fitting that they will come together. She moans again, and he lets out a bestial howl of true pleasure as he spreads the extent of his seed inside of her, feeling it run throughout her body, tendrils of it caressing her womb as gentle as the love they have shared.

They lie for hours, never speaking, for in the night they are in love, but in the light of day, they are strangers

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It all started one fall afternoon. Joe and I were seventh graders, we had just started Junior High. Cindy was was in ninth grade and we all rode the same bus and lived in the same neighbor hood.

As we all became friends while sitting aroung waiting for the bus that was always late, talking about anything and everything. Eventually the conversations turned to sex. Cindy talked as if she was very experienced in that area, and of course we talked as if we had been around the block once or twice. The reality was both of us were virgins and we just wern’t sure about Cindy.

Cindy had made it quite clear that she was horny, wanted to get laid, and her boyfriend who was in high school had gone off to college. Well this was going to be the big chance, one of us was going to get the chance to have sex for the first time with her, that is if either of us was brave enouth. The reality was neither of us had ever seen a naked girl in the flesh yet alone have sex. The best we had was “Play Boy” and one torn up hard core magazine Joe had found.

It was a cold October night when the three of us got dropped off after school. Once again we had been talking about sex and Cindy challaged us to a game of strip poker. Well Joe and I thought what the hell could that hurt and it could be intersting. So after establishing the rules we agreed that the winner could do what ever he or she wanted to with the looser for thirty minutes.

Off we went to Joe’s house, his parents worked quite late and his sisters were upstairs. Joe’s room was in the basement so we would have some privacy and we were able to sneek Cindy down the basement through the back door to the garage.

We laid out a blanket on the floor and Joe got a deck of cards. Now we all were wearing typical clothes for teenagers for the season. We all agreed to dispense with our outer coats and get down to business. And now came the lesson for the boys, this girl could play cards! It was typical bad luck, the guys were loosing about 2 to 1 hands. Joe was down to his underwear, I was down to my underwear and jeans sporting a good hard on, Cindy was down to her bra, panties, and garter belt, first time I ever saw a garter belt.

Now I honestly think this girl wanted to loose but the guys were doing a better job of it. The next hand Joe looses, but for some reason before he actually was going to take off his underwear he came up with the excuse that he had to go deliver papers on his route, he was late and forgot, so he got dressed and literly ran out of the basement leaving me and Cindy looking at each other in disbelief.

Cindy and I agreed we might as well finish the game because Joe wasn’t comeing back for some time. The next hand is lost by me and there went my blue jeans. Now I sit there in my briefs attempting to hide my erection the best I can. And accross from me sits Cindy in her white bra, white cotten panties which outlined her pussy perfectly and her black garter and I am going nuts.

The next hand is delt and Cindy looses. She lifts her legs up and leans back slightly as she slides off her garter belt. Her panties were so tight against her pussy lips you could see her slit and some pubic hairs sticking out from the elastic. I thought I was going to come right then and there. Cindy ask me “what are you going to have me do if I loose?” I told her I had no idea and I asked her what she was going to do with me if I lost. She just smiled!

Next hand was delt and yep, you know who lost! I very reluctantly started to slide off my underwear when Cindy said “no, I want to take them off. Stand up and let me do it.” So I stood up and still sitting she slid over towards me and hooked thumbs on the inside of the elastic band. I stood there scared as hell with a raging erection that I thought was going to erupt. I don’t know what was worse, my embarrasement obout being naked in front of this girl, my lack of experience in what to do with a girl, or the fact that I had this erection that was about to explode. Either way is was out of my control and what ever was going to happen, was going to happen.

Cindy took her thumbs and started sliding my underwear down my thighs. She stopped when they got to the head of my cock, she took one hand and stretched them over my cock and then resumed sliding them to the floor and had me step out of them. At this point she reached up with her left hand and gently cupped my balls. She lightly squeezed them, foundled them a bit and then she moved on to my cock. She wrapped her hand around my dick and gently squeezed it a few times and started to squeeze and pump it very slowly. She stopped after a few strokes when she saw the pre-come on the end of my head. She took a fingure and wiped it off and licked her finger clean.

She stood up and walked me over to Joe’s bed. ” I want you to lay down. I’m going to start by looking you over from top to bottom.”

She slowly moved my dick from side to side sliding her hand over the head and opening the end. She next looked at my balls rolling each one indivdually, cupping them, squeezing them. I had never felt so out of control and under control of this girl at the same time.

Next she has me spread my legs even further appart and she takes a fingure and runs it along the skin between my anus and my balls, driving my up the wall. She tells me to roll over on my stomach and spread my legs. She continues to rub her fingure along the skin between my balls and the crack of my ass. Then I feel her grab both cheeks and spread them, I didn’t know what to expect next, I found out real quick. She took her fingure and rubbed it around my hole. This was extremly pleasurable. She pressed on my tight spintker mussle a few times and then told me to relax. Next she wets her fingure and slides it into my ass, slides it in and out a few strokes and aroud inside me and I came right there and then.

Cindy has me roll over and she grabs a shirt off the floor to clean me off. After wipping me clean she grabes my cock, which had not gone down and starts with a few strokes to make sure it was going to stay hard. She keep on stoking my dick with her right hand and foundling my balls with her left. She gradually increased the strokes, she could tell I was about to come, she could feel my balls tightning, she pumped me faster and faster until I erupted. My load shot high and far. She kept pumping and squeezing unitl I was dry. Cindy reached over, cleaned me up again, leaned down and gave me a kiss, whispered in my ear “wait till you see what’s next!”