It was a Thursday afternoon, which meant game day at our high school. I was on the girls basketball team so I helped set up for the boys game. I went into the gym to find my ex-boyfriend shooting around. He looked at me and I looked at him and we both just smiled. I looked over to see the economics teacher Mr. Tanke deeply reading his news paper. I paid him no mind and went on to talk to Leron.

As we went on talking, somehow the subject of sex came up (mind you that all of the time we were together we never fucked) and he suggested that we go into the locker room. Being the stubborn person that I am I asked why. He shook his head in anguish as if he were mad at me, and I hate that, so I said sure. He looked pretty surprised but wasn’t completely shocked. He took my hand and led me into the locker room to find it completely empty. He took me to the back portion which was called the cage.

He threw me against the wall and we began to kiss deeply and passionately. Before I knew it I felt his hard dick in his warm up suit and I couldn’t help but to drop to my knees and suck his sweet long cock. It felt and tasted so good in my mouth that I wanted to swallow it all, and before I knew it he exploded in my mouth. It tasted so great he was surprised to see that a 18-year-old could suck so well.

He then feel to his knees and pushed me onto the floor and ate my sweet little pussy vigorously. I had no choice but to cum in his mouth. I was still wet and he was hard again. We fucked hard for about fifteen minutes or so before we both came. I guess all the noise we were making attracted attention cause before we knew it one of his team mates walked in. We looked up from the floor and laughed.

He laughed too and said it’s game time. Leron said, OK, just give me a minute. We quickly dressed and left out of different exits of the locker room. It was the best one-on-one ever. No winner, no loser, just both opponents satisfied.

Not too long ago I decided to have my wife, Marsha, put on an exhibitionist act at the local strip club. Since Marsha is also my slave, she listened intently as I laid out the plans of her act.

The night came a week later, and there were about 20 guys in the audience. Marsha was the third contestant. As she walked onto the stage, she was clad in a floor-length red evening gown that zipped down the front from top to bottom. She had on long white gloves and three-inch high-heel shoes. As she danced around the stage, her long blond hair would flip from back to front and spill down over her shoulders and lovely breasts. She slowly peeled the gloves off and soon begun unzipping the gown, as she moved seductively around the stage. She had to bend all the way down to release the last catch of the zipper, and as it released, she snapped to a full, upright position, letting the gown drop to the floor around her feet. The crown roared approval as she began to glide around the stage, clad now in a red-and-black-lace garter belt, bra, panties. The pale whiteness of her upper thigh stood out in vivid contrast to the tops of her sheer black nylons. The other two contestants had not worn nylons of any kind, and this added feature seemed to turn hte audience on, as their shouts of approval increased.

As the second song began, Marsha knelt down on the stage and asked one of the fellows in the front row to reach behind her so he could unsnap her bra. He put his arms around her, and in a second the bra fell away, exposing Marsha’s lovely white 36-inch globes. As the bra hit the floor, Marsha grabbed the man by the ears and pulled his face into her breasts. She let him suck, bite, and lick her lucious tits for quite a while as she began to rub her clit through her sheer lace panties. She then moved from one guy to the next until eight or ten guys in the fron row had sampled her wares with their tongues and mouths.

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I talked to my boyfriend on the phone the night before and he suggested that I go to his house early in the morning so that he parents wouldn’t know a thing. I got to his house at 3 am the next morning. I sneaked in we went to his bedroom. We both lay in bed, I was on top of him and we were both in complete darkness.

Then he started to feel my breasts, rubbing my nipples and playing with them. He moved down and put his hands into my pants and started to stroke my clit. I started to moan as he bit, licked and sucked on my neck. I reached down behind to feel his cock. I turned around and started to straddle and rub my pussy against his bulging pants. I slowly took his clothes off and he took mine off. I continued to ride on his cock, on the outside spreading my juices all over while he squeezed and played with my ass with his hands and fingers.

At that time he sucked and nibbled my nipples hard. we tried not to make too much noise as his parents could hear. He couldn’t take it anymore and rammed his hard cock hard into my pussy. He pumped harder and harder. my brain was about to explode with the pleasure. Pumping his meat into me hard while devouring my breasts. He came in me, and I felt his juices go all over inside of me. My head was whizzing and I soon came. Soon after we lay in his bed exhausted and breathing hard, while I was still stroking and teasing his red hot cock.

He was sleeping alone in our bed when I got home at 3 am. I’d raced up the stairs on my return from the nightclub, thinking about his tongue, hoping he’d be awake. Disappointment flooded me as I stood in the bedroom door.

I took my outfit off, leaving my black bra and knee high boots on, and wandered over to the bed.

“Sweetie?” I whispered, kissing his face. “Baby, wake up.”

Nothing more than a sleep sigh in response.

Torn with indecision, I pulled the covers back from his sleeping body and straddled his chest with my back to him. He’d wake up eventually, I figured. I leaned down and took him into my mouth silently

Chapter 1

My new job was pretty good — better pay, better opportunities for promotion, more responsibility — but the commute back and forth was getting tedious. Lots of people would say that the 35 minutes each way wasn’t bad, but I was used to the five-minute commute I was used to. I’d started listening to the radio more intently than had been my custom, partly for the traffic reports but mostly to avoid boredom. I had tried listening to books on cassette tape, tried to think about work and keep notes about decisions and ideas, tried singing along with the radio. Everything helped, but nothing made a real difference. The commute was just plain boring.

One portion of the commute was along an old highway, one lane in each direction. Sometimes this would be the worst part of the commute: trucks going 40 miles per hour along the twisty, hilly road could be very difficult to pass. Sometimes this would be the least tedious part of the commute: no vehicles in sight for the entire 20 miles. Sometimes, of course, it was somewhere in-between.

I was recently married and I enjoyed my new, more respectable and more stable life pretty well. However, my wife had a fixation about my prior single life, and seemed sure that I was feeling stifled by the limitation on my sexual desires. Admittedly, I had a somewhat more active and varied sex-life before marriage, but I was mostly content and wasn’t out looking for anything extra. I’d have an occasional fantasy, sometimes while driving and sometimes in more intimate circumstances, but they seemed harmless enough. Besides, everyone fantasizes sometimes.

Jan, my wife, didn’t even like it if I masturbated. She regarded it as a sign of disinterest in her. I’d tried to explain that it was sometimes just for the relief of tension, and sometimes just because it felt different and provided a bit of variety, but she was not pleased. We had agreed that I wouldn’t masturbate anymore. Sometimes I resented that — like driving along the highway when she’d been out of town for a week already.

So, that one day a couple of years ago, I was driving along that twisty, hilly stretch of highway, and Jan had been out of town for almost a full week. I would have liked to have unzipped and taken care of my near-unbearable sexual tension, there having been no traffic visible since I left the last town a couple of minutes behind. I started to fantasize about having Jan there in the car with me, so that she could tell me it was okay to masturbate while I drove — or better yet, maybe she’d do it for me! Or maybe even better, although she seemed to dislike oral sex…

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Getting a lift home with Tonya was awesome. We would caress each other’s legs while she was driving, anticipating what was to come next. We parked and she moved over to the passengers side, on top of me, and grinded herself onto me.

We kissed passionately while I pushed her shirt up and fondled her breasts. She has the most exquisite breasts with beautiful rosy nipples. I leant down to suck them. Holding each nipple between my teeth while my tongue flicked over them. Then I took out my cock and she bent down to suck on it.

She sucks cock like no other. She is amazing! The feel of her mouth on my cock is almost as good as her pussy on my cock. I didn’t cum and we didn’t get to fuck because I have to get home to my wife. To this day I will never forget the lifts home from Tonya.

First time I got a blow-job was in my junior year of high school. I was at home with my sister and a bunch of her friends came by for dancing practice. Seeing all the girls dancing and jumping and splitting made me so horny so I went to my room. I laid down on my bed with my legs hanging out on the side of the bed, put on my headphones. Then I pulled my dick out closed my eyes and started jerking off.

All the sudden I felt a wet, warm and moist sensation of someone’s mouth on my cockhead. I opened my eyes and lifted my head up to see a smiling face of Liz, my sister’s friend. Liz had my cock head in her lovely mouth with her soft tongue circling around it, her long straight blonde hair hanging down brushing my balls. She then pulled my hand off and grabbed my swollen dick with her hand then sucked me harder and bopped her head up and down furiously.

I was in heaven as my dick grew bigger and bigger in her mouth. Liz make a slurping noise as she inhaled my swollen cock driving me to the edge very quickly. I grabbed the silky hair and lifted my hips up to sink my cock deeper in her throat and shot a long stream of cum in to her mouth. Liz pulled my cock out and pumped the rest of my cum in to her open mouth, sucking me dry. Liz got up as I collapsed back on the bed and said “Next time make sure you close your door tight, okay” then give me a smile and left the room.

We parked near the pond. She got out to get some air. Coming around to her side I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. I could feel her nipples hard under the t-shirt she wore. I couldn’t resist lifting the t-shirt off and squeezing both breasts as I wrapped my tongue around one nipple and tweaked the other with my fingers. She threw her head back, leaning against the car. She was moaning. I moved down her stomach with my tongue. I made a small circle around her belly button and then pulling the skirt and pink panty down in one motion I kissed her black tuft of pubic hair.

Down on my knees, my fingers parting her pussy lips to find her clit I wrapped my tongue around it and started sucking, slowly. Slipping my fingers inside I accompanied my slow sucking with slow deep thrusts into her hot dripping pussy, going faster as I heard her moaning become louder. I liked it and wanted more so I went faster with two fingers rushing in and out of her pussy.

Her hands in my hair, tightening around the strands, I knew she was cumming. Her body shaking, I could feel it inside her, as her pussy walls tightened around my fingers, still moving in and out faster than I knew they could. I knew she was cumming because I could taste it on her clit, around her clit and smell it. I knew she came when she screamed, “Oh my God!!” and shivered intensely before she relaxed.

It was 9:00 PM and I was with my girlfriend. We had been together for almost 3 months now. We were in my dorm room, and she said she wanted to suck my cock. I said sure, and she started to unzip my fly. By now I was hard, and my dick popped out from my unzipped pants.

She surprised me by instantly putting her mouth on my throbbing dick and moving her head up and down. I was also surprised how well she sucked. She must have been very experienced. I came and she got every drop. She took off her tank top and bra. I fondled her 36c breasts and sucked her nipples. While I was doing this, I took off her shorts and panties and slipped my fingers into her wet cunt.

Then she spread her legs and I licked her pussy. I went back and forth from her clit and her pussy. She moaned in pure ecstasy. She tasted so good. Before she realized it, I got up and jammed my cock inside of her. She started to moan pretty loud. Luckily, nobody had come in. I thrust in and out and massaged her tits as I fucked her. I came again and she practically screamed in enjoyment.

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You walk in warily, not knowing quite what to expect. I say nothing, just taking your hand and leading you through the doorway. After you pass, I close the door behind you and throw the bolt.

You jump a bit as the spring latch slams home, and look back at me. I only smile and wink.

You look around; you’ve never been in my bedroom before. You look at the mess on the floor, look back at me, but I only shrug and smile. You watch me light some of the oil lamps, your smile slowly growing on your face.

I turn off the light and we are bathed in the soft, gentle glow of the lamps.

Still standing, I walk over to you and gaze into your eyes. Nonchalantly, almost flippantly, I take off my glasses and drop them on the dresser. Easily, oh so easily, I put my arms around your waist, and you put your arms around my neck.

Gently, hesitantly, we kiss.

Softly your lips press against mine, soft, smooth, warm, alive. We kiss and kiss again, and a sigh escapes your lungs between kisses. Your arms tighten about my neck as I hold you ever tighter in my embrace, my arms slowly massaging your back.

We’re very close, and your pelvis rocks forward, meeting my own.

For the first time, our mouths open and my tongue meets yours, both tentative, exploring, searching. A moan builds in my throat, and you capture it with your mouth and return it in kind. We stand there, afraid to break the embrace, your heart beating faster and faster, matching mine in intensity.

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The water was warm, as it flowed in tiny rivers down from my chest, across my stomach and between my legs. I watch as the rainbow coloured bubbles floated in front of my eyes, before being popped by the spray of the shower water. I could feel my cock starting to tingle, as Jeff glided his soapy hand over my arm, and onto my chest to circle my left nipple. I felt him move closer to me from behind, and that’s when I realised that his cock was hard as it pressed between the crevice of my arse. I pushed my arse back against his erect cock, while his soap lathered hand stroked my excited body. Soon I felt his other hand lightly touching the outside of my left leg, as he moved his other hand down my body, and onto my right hip. By now my cock was also as hard as Jeff’s, and itching to be touched!

Jeff moved his right hand away from my eye sight, but soon it quickly returned holding the bar of soap. He pressed the bar of soap onto my skin just above my knee, and slowly worked his way up towards my more eager flesh. I felt my cock twitch with excitement, as he moved his hand to within only a inch or two from dick. I moved my left hand towards his left arm, and gently stroked it as I waited for his special touch. My cock was now burning hot, and I sighed with relief as he glided the soap onto my pubic hair. I watched Jeff slide the soap from my lathered hair, and onto the underside of my aching shaft. My cock jerked with pleasure as he ran the soap up and down the length of my wet shaft. Soon I could feel his own cock rubbing hard up against my butt as he dropped the soap to grab my dick between his strong fingers and slowly stroke me off.

My own hands were now caressing my own body, and helping Jeff explore my dick and balls. Jeff pushed his body hard up against my back, and I enjoyed the feeling of his muscular chest against my skin. The pleasure was soon taking it’s toll on me, and Jeff noticed it.

Jeff moved his hand away from my throbbing cock and spoke softly to me. “Shave me Steve, I want you to feel my soft flesh.” He paused, before he continued again. “Then I’ll do you if ya want?”

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My first time having sex was one of the best sexual experiences I’ve ever had. The reason it was so good was because the girl I was with was 5 years older than me and knew what she was doing. Some friends and I were away for the weekend and we met a group of really hot but slightly older girls who were also on holiday.

We all got drunk and I ended up spending the night on the beach with this one girl. The first night we just kissed and petted all night, just on top of our clothes — nothing too serious. The next night we all got drunk again, but as the party got going she dragged me off to an empty bedroom. She pulled all my clothes off and I did the same thing to her. The foreplay didn’t last long, as she was still all worked up from the night before and she knew what she wanted. She pushed me onto my back and sat on top of me.

She then started rubbing her crotch against mine and skillfully slid herself onto my cock. She started to rock back and forth on me, and even though I could feel myself going in and out of her I was new to this and wanted to make sure. It was dark so I couldn’t see anything. I reached down and used my fingers to feel around her pussy.

The realization that this was actually happening to me washed over me and I decided to just relax and enjoy the experience. We met up with each other a couple of times a week just for sex for the next few months.

I told her I wanted more than just sex and then we stopped seeing each other. Now that I have more experience I realize that she was fantastic in bed and it was her love of sex that made her so good. My advice for other guy’s first times: get yourself an older woman who knows what she is doing.

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I hadn’t had a date in weeks and hadn’t had sex in almost 6 months, but my friends are always trying to set me up with a friend of theirs. They said that they wanted me to come camping and have some fun for a few days, so I said what the hell, I’ll come by after work on Saturday.

The drive to this place took about two and a half hours and it was about 7 by the time I got there, just in time to set up my tent and meet this woman. She was a bit older than I was — 9 years older — but I had no intention of doing what I did that night so I really didn’t care. I got all set up, met her kids and had a few drinks. After a few hours the others went to their tents and I went to mine. I offered this woman the company of my tent for the night and she accepted. Once she got settled she asked if I would mind if she slept naked.

I said OK, so she got undressed. I just got hot and so was she. We ended up having the wildest sex ever, at least a dozen times in that one night. We tried every way and did almost everything and she was cumming almost every 5 minutes. She was cumming so hard and so much that my sleeping bag was soaked in the morning, and she had a hard time walking. I just couldn’t stop smiling. It was the best camping trip of my life.

Time again for another story in the series. In the last story, 9th Swing, my wife, Sue, told me on the phone about her escapades with our friend Alexia and her friends. I’d been away out West on business for quite a while and Sue and I agreed to see what it would be like to enjoy sex with others whenever I had to be gone for extended periods. We agreed to tell each other EVERYTHING over the phone and to make NO attachments. So far, Sue was the only one who has had the opportunity to get laid without me there. It was Saturday, though, and I planned on hitting the town that night to try my luck with the local girls. I had been looking at some forested land most of the day with a realtor. He was showing me a beautiful area in the mountains that consisted of just over 500 acres of forest, mountains and rivers. The land was very beautiful and secluded and the price seemed right. It seemed to fit my client’s needs for a resort area perfectly. I was looking forward to making a deal when we returned to his office in Billings

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