#162530, Girl's story: True story that happened not too long ago.

I went to a party that my not-so-close friend was throwing during the summer because his parents left him the house for the week. A lot of my friends were going, so I decided I'd tag along too. When we got there, half of the people were in the backyard swimming. The other half of us didn't know it was going to be a swim party (at night!?) so we didn't join in at first. Later though, when the booze started flowing, we all thought, "What the hell?" and decided to jump in with only our undies on. We drank and party until it was three in the morning or so.

A lot of people went home, but there were plenty of us that stayed because we were to drunk to drive or even find our keys. I told my acquaintance/friend that I was staying over and he agreed. His girlfriend (or fling probably more like it) I met that night said, "you can share the bed with us!" and after considering it I said, "Only if there is no hankypanky haha."

So the three of us went to his parents bedroom and plopped down on the bed. I immediately had visions go through my head that told me I was in the beginning of a porn scene. As we laid on the bed in a drunk stupor, my new girlfriend commented on my asian ethnicity and how she didn't understand why guys liked Asians so much. I quickly blurted, "cause they got tight pussys!" and my guy friend said, " I like them because they squeal during sex." We laughed and she told us, "Well you guys better not start screwing tonight or you'll wake me up!"
"We should do it now then before you go to sleep!"
We laughed again. "Maybe" she said. "I haven't gotten laid in forever haha." After some more sexy chatting, she finally said, "Lets do this thing! I'm horny now!" I actually had to think about it for a while because I never had sex with more than one person. But I remember when I thought about it more and more, the idea really got me turned on. So that is the story of my first and so far only threesome =)

But I know some of you really get off to the details, so I'll try to add as much juicy details for the curious ;)

At first I didn't know what to do. I just watched the both of them kissing until eventually she turned towards me and kissed me. It was my first time kissing a girl, and I thought it was hot. The three of us made out for a while, and then we started to undress. We pulled each others close off, and when I was completely naked I hid under the covers since the light was on hehe. Then us girls started to suck some cock, after getting it wet she told me, "I want to see you ride his dick first." I knew how to do that, so I had to sheepishly get out from under the covers and mount him. I was nice and wet so he slide inside me easy. I wrapped my arms around his neck and started to bounce up and down while the two of them kept saying dirty things. I never talked dirty during sex, so this REALLY turned me on."You like that fat cock in your tight pussy don't you!" Yes, yes I did.

I suddenly learned I loved being watched while getting banged, even by a girl or maybe especially by a girl. I started putting on a show by moaning louder, playing with my clit and fondling my tits, acting like I was getting the best fuck of my life. She played with her pussy watching me and would suck on my breast while continuing to tell me dirty things. Eventually I came and then after a little while later I got my first facial.

I was ready to crash, but after a recharge our guy was ready to go again. So my two fuck buddies got to it missionary style. I was turned on again, so I laid on top of her 69 style and I would alternate between rubbing her clit and sucking cock. I turned around to make out with her. I felt her up and sucked on her breast while her boobs bounced up and down from getting drilled. Then I felt a cock tease my pussy and realized that I was going to get fucked doggy style. He would slide it in and out of me a little, then get back to fucking her. I didn't want to beg for it, but I wished he left it in me. Then a crazy thing happened: he asked if I liked getting my ass played with. I was drunk and so horny, so I answered her honestly. Fuck yes please play with my ass. So he stuck he finger inside me and I started to finger myself along with him.

I wish I could tell you more, but I don't remember anything after that. In the morning I went home and the whole way there I couldn't believe what happened. When I took a shower, I found hickeys all over my body and crusty cum in my hair and on my legs and arms.

I haven't seen either of those two since it happened, but I wouldn't be able to turn down another offer to do it again.

True Story.

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#162529, Guy's story: My wife is a prude—always has been, always will be. And over the past 40 years we have had only a few sexual encounters (at least together) that are even memorable. One that happened a long time ago, before children, I will never forget. We used to play tennis often, and Sunday mornings were the best time to do that because the indoor courts were less busy and we could reserve a time when they opened, at 7:00 a.m. Usually, very few others were ever there, and after playing tennis for an hour, we would take a shower, change into our bathing suits, and enter the whirlpool together. One morning after tennis, while relaxing in the warm swirling water, we began to kiss. A few minutes later, I reached over and began stroking her pussy through her suit. That she didn’t jump up and tell me that I was a dirty old man (which I always am), still amazes me: she just moaned slightly and leaned further back. Because of the time, no one else was in the pool, though I wondered if she would have allowed me to do this with someone there anyway. I’m sure her prudish memory has totally blocked this from her brain, like the time we pulled into a church parking lot late one evening and I got her off there (she doesn’t “recall” that either). But she melted into the moment that morning and when my fingers slid under her suit and pulled her bottoms down a bit, I traced along her slippery pussy lips. She let herself drift off into pleasure. When she came, she came hard, jerking against my hand and stirring the water even more than the whirlpool did, moaning loudly into my mouth and biting my tongue. After she recovered, she pulled my throbbing dick from my trunks and began stroking. I didn’t last long at that point, and I had just finished when another couple opened the door to the pool area and climbed in across from us. My wife turned red with embarrassment even though the other couple could see nothing. Scooting my trunks back up as unobtrusively as possible, we left the room for another shower. I wondered if the other couple noticed what we had been up to, and whether, now that we had left, they would consider “playing” like we had in the water. I wondered if they would have enjoyed playing with us—but Ms. Prude would never consider something like that. Maybe I’ll relay one or two of the others we have had—but in 40 years there just aren’t too many. At least not with her…
True story.

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#162526, Guy's story: I remember the first time I got fucked in the ass. It happened to me was when I was serving in Vietnam in the Marines, about 1969. I worked in the supply dept., so we had allot of tents full of equipment. I got to know one guy very well and I talked him into letting me give him a blow job. He shot a big load and I loved it. We made a habit of this every few nights. We would just go into an empty tent, so it was very easy. I would have him lay back and I would give his cock a real workout. And I also sucked on his balls just to get him to cum a big load. On this particular night I asked him if he would like to fuck me in the ass and he said sure, so we found some sort of hand cream or something and I did it lying on my back. It hurt for a few pumps, but then it started to feel great. I had my legs up on his shoulders, so he got in deep and I could feel his balls slapping against my ass. I was also masturbating myself while he did it and he even took hold of me to continue the masturbation for the first time.

When he finally started cuming, I could feel it was warm. He then pulled it out and I grabbed it and worked the rest of his cum all over my stomach and chest. I shot my load then too all over both of us. Rubbed it all in and thanked him. He did it a few more times like that in the coming months. Until he was transferred. I think about it once in a while masturbating . . .

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#162525, Guy's story: My parents sent me away to a Military style boarding school. It covered grade school through 8th grade. The sleeping arrangements were a dorm style with about 20 bunk beds per room. I was on a top bunk and within a week of being there I became the target of one of the other students. There was an 8th grader in our room and he had reached puberty and I saw him in the showers with a rather good size cock for his age. He had one of the lower bunks and what he would do is put a blanket under the top bunk mattress to create a curtain all around him. I used to see one or another of the boys slipping into his bed for whatever was going on. He eventually noticed me and asked if I would visit him one night.

So I got under the blanket and lye down next to him. He started with small talk and eventually asked if I would give him a blow job. I had never done it before, but gave it a try. His was not circumcised so that was a bit strange to me and he had to be 6” or so, but I could fit it in my mouth. I knew what cum was, but did not know what to expect. He eventually warned me it was coming and I jacked him off until he shot all over my hand and onto his chest. He wiped it off with some sort of rag he had stashed. He thanked me and asked if I’d come back the next night. Since he was an 8th grader, being with him made me feel more important, so I showed up the next night. The same routine went on for a week or so and then he said that having his cum shooting onto his chest was a bit messy and he asked if I would be willing to swallow it. I again didn’t know what to expect but tried my best. He warned me it was coming and ended up in my hair and face and all over the place. He laughed. The next night I did a little better and got a good taste, It was a bit salty, but not bad. So, eventually I would swallow instantly for every squirt he gave me and never missed a drop. I would then carefully lick every inch of his cock and his balls to make sure he was totally clean. That was my routine for that whole school year and I fell in love with cum in my mouth and would always swallow it . . . wish I could go back

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#162524, Guy's story: True:

Increasingly in the last few months, wife has stopped letting me have sex with her.

Lately I have caught her sneaking my pajamas down at night while I sleep. She then proceeds to tease my cock to full hardness and she fingers herself to orgasm. If I move or act as if I am waking, she stops. She keeps me hard as a rock and dripping pre cum for hours. While she brings me right to the verge, she never lets me cum. I'm confused by her new sex habits, sleep deprived and about to burst into full hardness all day.

Last night I had only been in bed for about five minutes when she came home from girls night out and came to bed. I figured I would just "stay asleep" and see what happens, She got naked, then slowIy fingered her pussy and tweaked her nipples. I saw it all through my partly closed eyes as her head leaned back and her hips thrust into her hand. Then she got into bed.

It only took a couple of minutes before she started inching my pajamas down. As she got them to my knees, she pulled my knees apart spreading my legs open. In anticipation my cock was about half hard. I thought she might decide I was awake and stop. But she lightly touched my cock and it reached straight up status in no time.

You should know I’m not small. She always has said I have a nice big cock as it is a good 8 and a half inches. This is the one big reason I don’t understand why she has stopped letting me fuck her. She has always loved my cock, she even told her girl friends about it. I heard her brag about it and describe it in detail.

Anyway, after just getting me started I was hard as I have ever been, there I was already dripping. I could hear her working on her already very wet pussy. I was surprised how practically splashing wet she was. Right away she dipped her fingers in deep and gathered a palm full. She then dripped her juices on my cock and in my open mouth. It was a thick, sticky and tasted different, kind of salty. She continued to drench me until she reached a handful of orgasms so intense I thought she would hyperventilate.

In the morning I woke up still hard, in a slight wet spot with clearish globs of white crust covering my cock and mouth. She smiled as she watched my reaction to the crust. She then reached for my cock and stroked it a few times painfully pulling my hairs from the crust droplets. After about 10 strokes she said you better hurry and shower and watched me carefully as I walked to the shower. I was so hard my hard and heavy cock didn’t even bounce as I walked.

I need advise.

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#162523, Guy's story: I’ve been reading the stories on this website for months and I’m enjoying it very much. Thought it was about time I shared some of the many experiences I’ve gone through in my sexual travels. It started for me 40 years ago, I was in the 6th grade. My parents sent me away to a Military style boarding school. It covered grade school through 8th grade. The sleeping arrangements were a dorm style with about 20 bunk beds per room. I was on a top bunk and within a week of being there I became the target of one of the other students, a 7th grader. He had been going to the school for a few years, so he knew the ropes, so to speak.

He conveniently had a top bunk right next to me and no other students were right by us. It started with late night talking and progressed to his even lying in my bed to be closer. He would rub me and even got me to have a hard-on most of the time. Then he talked me into sleeping with no pajama bottoms and the next thing I knew he was lying on top of me. Neither of us had reached puberty so our pricks couldn’t have been more than 4’ or so erect. Then he kinda forced me to take my underpants off and he would lay on top with his pecker stuck in my butt crack. This would go on for a couple hours every night with him dry humping me and then we’d fall asleep.

Other students did some various other things, so this activity was not frowned upon. The supervising adult teacher for the night would even check on us and just say, let’s get to sleep boys. There was an 8th grader in our room and he had reached puberty and I saw him in showers with a rather good size pecker for his age. He had one of the lower bunks and what he would do is put a blanket under the top bunk mattress to create a curtain all around him. I used to see one or another of the boys that were in 5th grade slipping into his bed for whatever was going on. He eventually noticed me and asked if I would visit him one night.

So I got under the blanket and lye down next to him. He started with small talk and eventually asked if I would give him a blow job. I had never done it before, but gave it a try. His was not circumcised so that was a bit strange to me and he had to be 6” or so, but I could fit it in my mouth. I knew what cum was, but did not know what to expect. He eventually warned me it was coming and I jacked him off until he shot all over my hand and onto his chest. He wiped it off with some sort of rag he had stashed. He thanked me and asked if I’d come back the next night. Since he was an 8th grader, being with him made me feel more important, so I showed up the next night. The same routine went on for a week or so and then he said that having his cum shooting onto his chest was a bit messy and he asked if I would be willing to swallow it. I again didn’t know what to expect but tried my best. He warned me it was coming and ended up in my hair and face and all over the place. He laughed. The next night I did a little better and got a good taste, It was a bit salty, but not bad. So, eventually I would swallow instantly for every squirt he gave me and never missed a drop. I would then carefully lick every inch of his cock and his balls to make sure he was totally clean. Some nights I would fall asleep there and he would wake me up a few hours later for another workout, mmm. I became his cum swallower for that whole school year and loved it every night.

After vacations, sometimes he would be coming back to the school a day later, so I would sleep in his bed alone, but since I was his guy, I had a little influence. I would find a 4th or 5th grader to come to his bed to take care of me, but I still had no cum yet. I would give the visiting student a blow in return and even tried a little rear end action, but my pecker just wasn’t ready for prime time. I didn’t go through puberty until I was almost 15. So, that was how my cum swallowing life began and it was fun. I have many more situations and will share another one soon . . . gosh, I’m hard even reliving this . . . wish I could go back!

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#162522, Girl's story: I was a senior in high school in my last semester before graduating. In one of my classes there was a student teacher who was only 20 or so. I found him so funny and charming that I would flirt with him shamelessly in class or during lunch. I loved to get real close to him and maybe brush my breast against him while we giggled at silly stuff that nobody else would understand. My friends and the other girls liked him too, but we all knew that love between a student and a teacher is forbidden.

When I graduated, I went to the local university which is exactly where my "hot for teacher" love throb was going to school. I would see him there and thought that maybe now that I am in college I might have a chance with him. I was never sure how to get over the whole ex-student thing though.

Finally, I asked him if he wanted to go to a concert (for music class). He drove us there, and along the way we flirted and laughed like our old selves. During the concert, I made a move and laid my head on his shoulder. From there, our hands dared more and more to caress each other. I would brush my hand over his crotch, almost like it was on accident. He then started to rub my inner thigh and just barely tease me in between my legs. I became so horny that I whisper in his ear, "I want you inside of me." He answered back, "I know."

When the concert was over he grabbed my hand and lead me out of there and we went to a hotel together. He tossed me on the bed and took control while I acted like a submissive naughty girl. I laid on the edge of the bed and took his cock into my mouth while he fingered me. I loved how it twitched and throbbed in my mouth. His fingers got me so wet, I could hear the sloppy noises being made as his hand started getting soaked. I was about to lose it so I pulled him down onto the bed with me and mounted him, finally getting what wanted I wanted for so long. I bounced up and down on his dick cowgirl and reverse cowgirl for about 20 minutes or so until I came. He kept fucking me while I climaxed until he pulled out and shoot his load on my chest. Then we went to take a shower together when halfway through he got hard and fucked me again; pressing me against the shower wall. We went to sleep together, but around midnight we both were awake so he did me doggy style and then missionary. We eventually fell asleep together with his cum dripping out of my pussy and the feeling of his cock against my back.

When he did finally get his teacher's degree, I visited his class room. During his off hour we fucked on top of the desk I used to sit in inside the classroom where we first met. We are together now, and I still visit him at his work now and then - and yes, this student still likes to get a little naughty for her teacher in the classroom.

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#162521, Guy's story: Pressing the Envelope
Let me start this out letting you know about my wonderful wife, Mary. She is about 5’7” has a great body and is very shy around other people 90% of the time. It’s the 10% I seem to desire more and more. Well this particular night I had planned for a week. We have been married now for over 25 years and through out the years I have expressed and lived fantasies out with her in the Bedroom but tonight it is going public and it was going to be about choices. From where we are going to eat to what we are going to be doing, the night was going to be stretching the envelope.
I had already told her we were going to be going out about a week ago and I had a very romantic evening planned I was sure she was going to enjoy, so be prepared to be daring. Leaving it at that I was hoping her wonder and excitement would be building up hopefully setting the night off right.
The day had arrived and I called to let her know I was on my way home and she was to be in my favorite nighty and ready for me when I got there. I arrived at the door already with a slight hardon knowing what I had planned for the evening. She was wearing that silk low cut button down top highlighting her breasts and white silk short panties, which wrapped loosely around her nice ass. I couldn’t help but greet her with a kiss that soon had my tongue and hers fighting to taste each other and my hands were roaming everywhere, cupping her ass feeling that silky material gliding my hands all over her noticing her nipples were as erect and hard as my cock, I knew I was off to a great beginning to the evening. I also had two bags with me, and told her tonight was going to be about choices and her 1st choice was where we were going to eat tonight, so I asked her if she was hungry for Mexican or Steak, both her favorite and depending on what she was hungry for I gave her the bag to match. She happened to be hungry for Mexican, So I gave her the bag and card that matched her request. Naturally I was prepared to go either way. In the bag was a very sexy dress low cut and short to advertise she was in the mood. She was so excited when she pulled it out, I could see in her beautiful hazel green eyes she knew what was on my mind for the evening. She opened the card and began to read aloud what I had written. “Tonight honey we are going to your favorite Mexican restaurant and everyone in the restaurant is going to want to go home with you, put this beautiful dress on and bring the nickel and the little vibrator with you, it might come in handy. Be prepared to stimulate all of your senses. Just listening to her explain the beginning of the night and the sight of her made me want to fuck her. I told her she had to get herself into that dress and we better get going before I just go straight for desert.
She quickly went up to the Bedroom to get changed and when she came down, I think my jaw dropped to the floor, I told her she was the most beautiful woman I ever saw and that dress really made her look sexy. Off we went to the restaurant and when we got there I told her to take out the nickel that was in her bag and flip the coin. She flipped tails so I gave her the card that had tails on it and this is what it said: “As you can see this nickel is pretty important as to what you are going to do. You flipped tails as we enter the restaurant looking as beautiful and sexy as you do there will be guys eyes all over you, your job is to acknowledge contact with at least one of the lucky guys of your choice as we are being seated. Be sure to sit in the direction you can see him and he can see you. All through dinner this guy is going to be in your fantasy and as we converse through the evening and flip the nickel he will come into play. Because this was tails take the supplied present (hand size vibrator) to help with the evening activities. As your mind wonders into Fantasies be sure to remember the present. Now for the Evening as you and I enjoy our evening together we can talk openly as best as possible but to be sure we have the signal right every time you feel your juices tingling your wonderful pussy you are to bite your bottom lip. Your next choice will be at the dinner table in full view.”
We entered the restaurant and she took notice to the guys in the room as did I and let me tell you every guy I saw was following every move she made and she happened to pick out this one guy (Mark) who seemed a little younger but very nice looking and happened to be sitting with a couple of other guys. She sat down for dinner and their eyes met, I was watching her and him intently and it looked as though they had this immediate connection.
We ordered a pitcher of Margaritas and carried on our conversation. Throughout the evening the Margaritas were working down her defenses and the signals she was sending to Mark were becoming more obvious she liked what she was looking at and was interested in more. She seemed to bite her lip quite frequently throughout the night and she even mentioned to me that her pussy juices were soaking her panties, So I told her it was time for her next choice, I told her she needed to flip the nickel again. Heads it was, I gave her the card that said heads and here is what was written on the card, “If the evening is going as good as I hoped it to be you are going to love this. It’s heads and you are going to the ladies room give the guy you have been making eye contact with and teasing all night the approval look and head to the ladies room wait a few minutes when he comes back there tell him you only have a little time and you want him to fuck you right now in the ladies room, fulfill all of your needs and give him your panties and get his phone # for a later time and if he doesn’t follow you then use your present (vibrator) to fantasies that he gets up and follows you back there and he comes into the ladies room finds you and releases all your wants and desires right there in the ladies room, this is where you lose your panties and put them in your purse you shouldn’t be needing them anymore this evening. When you come back be sure to acknowledge what he missed. Bend over and give me a nice gentle kiss and as you sit back down be sure to flash your pussy as if on accident exposing your inner beauty dripping wet with your luscious juices.”
Well I am happy to inform you that Mary and Mark fucked in the ladies room and when she came back she had this glow about her, her skin was sweaty her complexion was rosy and she gave me the juiciest kiss, it had flavors of his cum and her pussy all in one, she must have sucked his cock after he fucked her too. I looked over at Mark and gave him a gentleman’s nod as she began to sit back down. She told me he was wonderful and she wanted him to come with us, he is a softball player and was in town for a tournament and wanted to go out dancing. Sounds exciting I told her, let’s flip the nickel, heads we invite Mark and go out dancing, tails we leave Mark with his souvenir panties and carry on with evening plans. Mary said “Can we use a two headed coin” with a smile, I flipped the coin and it came up tails. A sad look of disappointment came over her so I said “perhaps we can call him later and meet up on a different coin flip for the evening”, she seemed to like that idea and immediately had a twinkle in her eyes. Well it was time to see what our next adventure was going to be, I said lets flip that nickel and it was tails, I handed her the card that had tails on it and this is what it said, “Tonight is your lucky night you are going to win Big, I have a Limo outside ready to take us out for an evening of chances. Take the hotel room key and the $800 dollars in this envelope and bring it with you because you are going to the Hilton hotel attached to the Casino and it’s time to put it all on the table. On the way to the Casino you will have about 45 minute ride and this is my time, you will be doing whatever I want but as soon as we get to the Casino it becomes your time, and I will be your whatever, It’s time to take some risks and take some chances now that you have the backing. Have fun playing with high stakes”
Mary loves to gamble but normally she only gambles around $40, so this opportunity to play with this much money, she got so excited she jumped up on me and wrapped her arms and legs around me giving me a kiss with a great big smile, not to mention the potential to win over another hard prick at the Casino and head right up to the hotel room.

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#162520, Guy's story: This is a continuation of #162516, #162517 and #162519.

Two nights later I arrive home at 8 p.m., she asks me to call him to meet for drinks. I’m exhausted. But, I did, I did make the call and invite him for her. He eagerly responds he’s up for some fun again. They hug again when he arrives. She wraps her arms around his neck and accidentally allows her breasts to brush his face and he doesn’t resist at all. Then he lowers her down, her legs have spread again and she again is suspended on his leg. I can see out of the corner of my eye she is not so subtly moving her hips against him before he releases her.

I drive us to the bar and he orders beer, wine for my wife and a shot of my favorite whiskey and rocks for me. Their flirting and acting unnervingly familiar. I finish my drink quickly, he buys me another and another. We are seated near the back of the bar. They are sitting together opposite me. We seem to be having a good time and he buys us another round. They’ve had two I on my fourth. We finish and we head back home for his car. It’s 11:30 p.m. He drives. I’m very relaxed in the back seat.

When we arrive I am surprised she invites him in for another round. He helps her fill the glasses. Beer again for him, glass of wine for her and a double shot of whiskey for me. We sit on the patio and talk, laugh and enjoy. I tease her I’ve been away several days and imply I’m ready for some fun. She has been acting so sexy and my head is full of imagined moments. I try coaxing her to take her clothes off for us. They look at each other and laugh. The conversation keeps going but I become very tired as I notice it is about midnight.

The next thing I know I wake in the patio chair and I am alone and disoriented. I regaining my bearings, glance at my watch. Four hours have passed. It’s 3:55 a.m. I assume he left and she went to bed. I head inside to the kitchen.

I see them standing close to each other. It’s as if they heard me and just separated. She has changed to her night clothes. It’s not that he hasn’t seen her in night clothes before. It’s just that tonight she is wearing her thin fabric, low cut, oversized, long tee shirt. I can clearly make out that not only is she braless but her panties are off as well. I come in the room, they tease me about leaving them to have fun on their own. He says he had better hit the road and reaches to give her a hug.

Even though I turn away again, this moment is burned into my mind. As he pulls her up from the waist her night shirt rises too. Her naked rear comes nearly into full view. Her neckline loosens and falls and most of breasts are now pressed against him as she bumps his face while being gently swung about. I realize I know what’s next as she slides down his body. I notice more of her beautiful body come into view as he holds her and the tee shirt slides up and she slides down. Her rear is completely open to view now and I can see it clearly and it is pink red.

She has almost lost all pretense that she is wearing a shirt at all. It has slid up and I can see the sides of her breasts and her neckline has fully fallen deep enough that her breasts are almost completely out of the top of her shirt. That of course means her lovely bush is now also exposed and now pressed against his leg. I begin to wonder if he is just going to strip my wife nude right there in front of me. They hold on to each other forever it seems and then release. Her shirt falls completely back into place. It’s as if it never happened at all. As usual, I remain slightly turned, really unable to watch any of this directly. But I did watch, I did see, out of the corner of my vision and from where I stood watching the reflection in the darkened kitchen window.

He speaks up, “Well now, we did have some fun tonight.” Does he means all three of us or just the two of them. She gives him a hug and kisses him deeply and he leaves.

Still a little groggy, I am alarmed at this bold moment. But determined, I am intent to take my turn and pull her toward me. I start to give her a hug but she holds my arms softly away from her body and she gives me a little kiss. I go further pushing my arms past her uncommitted resistance. I start to feel the side of her body through her night shirt. I can feel how so very warm she is. I feel her begin to collapse into my grasp and I begin to pull her shirt up and run my hand from her hips, to her waist a finally along the swells of her beautiful breasts. She presses herself harder against me just as I am about to reach forward for her breasts. She sighs so softly as I run hand toward her pink red rear, I begin to think I will be rewarded but then she quickly pull away as she has regained control of my arms.

“Honey it’s late and we had fun tonight. I’m really worn out now.” Then she adds a little laughingly, “Do you remember asking me to take my clothes off? Then you fell asleep.” The she giggles a bit. Then a little more seriously, “So after that, we did have some fun anyway. You don’t mind do you? Thank you for calling him to come for me again.”

I melt as she presses her warm body against me again. I nuzzle her neck. I can smell a hint of his after shave from their hugs. She reaches for my face and the back of my neck. She moves in close with her lips parted as if she is about to speak but then gives me a deep, flavor-filled passionate kiss. She pulls herself away from my needy grasp. I stand there dizzy with need.

She heads to bed. I try to calm down. Then I notice my jeans are damp where she pressed herself against me. My mind races. I decide to reread all the texts again as our evening’s conversation glazes my thinking. It takes a few minutes then head to bed hoping she is waiting for me.

She is asleep. I lay there still deeply convinced and yet exhausted and intoxicated with conflict, wonder and doubt over the texts and the four hours I slept on the patio.

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#162519, Guy's story:
I'm sorry to break this up like this. It's hard to tell this story. What do I do? But this is a continuation of #162516 and #162517.
But like I said before:

A few weeks go by. Everything seems normal. Until one night she asks if I have talked to him. She openly asks where he is and when he is coming for a visit again. She repeats her ask three days in a row eagerly wanting him to come visit next weekend. She knows I have another trip out of town. She has his number. She could call him herself. She could keep it private. So I conclude she must need me to participate again in making her arrangement. So I did. I call him for her. We talk and catch up on various things. I drop in a comment about my schedule. I casually mention in the conversation she would like company again during my absents. He doesn’t address it directly but implies he might be up for some fun again. I can practically hear him smile over the phone.

I tell her later I did make the call. She asks “Will he come and visit?” I tell her about the conversation. I tell her he did not confirm precisely but he did say he might be up for some fun again. I tell her I’m sure they’ll have fun if she calls him and makes her arrangement again. It’s 9:30 p.m. She is in her night clothes. She smiles approvingly, comes over and softly presses herself against me. She asks “Do you think he’ll come for me?” I practically melt. She briefly allows me to get my hands under the sides of her night shirt and slide my hands along her soft skin from her waist, to her ribs, to the swells of the sides of her lovely large breasts. As I try to go farther she slowly pulls away. She thanks me for calling him and offers me a flirting yet controlled little smile and heads to bed saying she’s too tired.

Two days later she calls on the road to ask when he is coming over to keep her company while I’m gone. I clearly know she has his number. I tell her again to call and make her arrangement with him and go ahead and have some fun.

I am completely captured by this fog of innocence that clouds this charade. But it is clear she really wants me to know, be involved and approve. So this time without texting me she comes right out and says, “I don’t have his number.”

I am so shocked at her blunt denial, I am speechless for about ten seconds. Then I tell her “I’ll send it to you again.” I worry that my comment is too bold. But she ignores my acknowledgement that I know she has it. She simply just says, “thank you honey.” I look at my watch and notice it’s 9:30 p.m. But I can not believe she wants this evening with him to begin this late into the night. I am torn but I did finally send his contact information again, just as she asked.

Me: 9:54 p.m.: Sent the contact info by email from my phone.
She: 10:15 p.m.: Thx

My mind races into high speed a I assume he gets there by 10:45 p.m. But I guess I do hope they have “fun.” I wait again for her evening call. I wait, nothing. So finally I send the same test as I did weeks before.

Me: 11:30 p.m. Hey you… How’s it going.

I wait for hours, nothing. I can not sleep I can only imagine. Finally, I hear my phone ping.

She: 2:48 p.m. Very good. Too much wine.

It’s four hours again and I never imagined she would be up until almost 3 a.m. There is no pretense of watching snl.

I know how she gets when she is up late drinking. She lets go. She gets so flirty and conversations get so physically close. Some times she lets her top fall open enough to accidentally show most of her breasts. With him around while she’s drinking she loosens up, plays and she just teases him till she is flush pink.

He often sits back and casually enjoys her little flirt. But it’s obvious he enjoys it and shows his interest by listening to her every comment and engaging her in close conversation and helping her with beverages in the kitchen while I wait in the living room. It seems that on these nights those hugs become so much more. So tonight I wonder after having “too much wine” where did the flirting lead, where did the hug lead. I answered so fast it was with in the minute she sent her message. I guess now she knows I was waiting up for her text alone miles away in a hotel room.

Me: 2:48 a.m.: Have some fun? Want me to call?
She: 2:51 a.m.: We did. In bed. Not now.

“We did,” not “I did.” This time no mention of him leaving at all. And her words paired with “In bed.” seemed so very, very clear to me. But with so many facts, I am left with no real clarity. I am barely able to contain myself from what I think I know. I am stunned at the late hour and the implied admission of his four hour stay. She hasn’t even tried to say he has left at all. I wanted to answer immediately, but I was so caught up in this new message and read it over and over again. I suddenly realized I had waited almost 20 minutes. I worried she would suspect I knew what was happening. I knew now I waited long enough to send a signal I was shocked and trying to decide how react to their extended, private evening and her messages. I took the innocent route again. I needed to hear her voice.

Me: 3:12 a.m.: Oh, OK?
She: 3:15 a.m.: Oops... I’m in bed. Fun night. Sleep soon. Call u tomorrow.

So there I am left only with my cellphone in hand and the few implicative words of text. Her words kept ringing in my mind’s ear and my mind’s eye as I read and reread the messages from both of my out town text conversations. Wondering again if what I did in encouraging them to keep each other company had now grown into a full blown personal encounter.

She seemed to have softly taken command of her personal and physical world. She is holding us both in balance. I was lured into providing her an opportunity and he is subtlety being allowed to command her surrender of favor.

What do I do?

I have to go now. I'll tell the rest later...

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#162517, Guy's story: I'm sorry to break this up. It's hard to tell this story. But this is a continuation of #162516.
But kid I said before:

Then I hear nothing from her for hours. She almost always goes to bed early about 10:30 p.m. every night even when we have friends over. Even when he is there. When I’m out of town sometimes earlier. We always talk at night when I’m gone to catch up. She usually makes the call. But tonight, nothing.

I decide not to call because she is almost always in bed when I call this late. So I risk a text just in case she is asleep.

Me: 11:30 p.m. Hey you… How’s it going.

I get no text or phone call for almost an hour or so. I stop thinking about my text and assume she is asleep. Finally I notice at 1:06 a.m. that she has sent a text about 20 minutes earlier.

She: 12:47 p.m. Good. He just left. Watched snl.

But that show is over at 11:30 p.m. I am amazed she is still up this late. The math races through my head. She texts me around 8:30, I text back, she calls him and I guess he gets there at 9 and she texts me almost four hours later. Plus I wonder about the hour and seventeen minutes after the show ended. So I venture an innocent enough, but curious enough text. I’m so anxious to know more but afraid to come right out with it.

Me: 1:09 a.m.: Have some

It’s at that point that I accidentally hit send. I sit there stunned at my fumbling fingers and what I had just texted to her. I worried what she must be thinking and what I meant by those words. I could not believe I made this mistake. My fingers tremble as I try to decide what to do. After a couple of minutes, shocked and worried I had waited too long to follow up, I added a finish to my message hoping to cover for my error. I decided since she had not yet responded, she must be waiting to see what I would say next.

Me: 1:11 a.m.: Oops... fun?
She: 1:15 a.m.: I did. Heading for bed. Early day tomorrow.

So there it was. “I did.” Not a simple yes but “I did” and she took four minutes to say it as if hesitant to present her passive, yet artfully aggressive, long distance admission. But she did and wanted me to know she did. I still wanted to know more. I wanted to hear her voice. I wanted to hear anything in her voice that further reinforced what I suspected was clearly the meaning of “I did.” I hurried another text still trying to ask innocently for more information.

Me: 1:16 a.m.: Sorry I didn’t see u txt bak. Want me to call?
She: 1:17 a.m.: No. Going to sleep. Call u tomorrow.

It was clear to me now. What ever had happened was none of my business other than to send her message with clear and torturous implications. I could see it all, from the big hug to his eventual full conquest of my willing and flirting wife. I know her. She’s clever, yet perfectly pliable. More likely, she had carefully positioned her arrangement precisely knowing she would fall pray to his conquest, accept his physical offerings and played it out for herself, and for him, and now for me as if I was standing right there able to half watch it all happen. Finally, it is the possible and undoubtable likelihood he is still there that weights my mind. It is perfectly clear to me now.

For the next few hours I try to sleep and I eventually do sleep about four hours later after reading and rereading the text messages over and over again still deeply convinced and yet exhausted and intoxicated with conflict, wonder and doubt.

The next day, she does not call. She sends a few text messages to keep me up on what is happening during the day. But that’s all. We always talk when I’m driving home.

I get home at about 10:30 p.m. that night. I come in I get a nice little kiss and hug. I start chatting about my trip and begin to talk about her “fun” evening, without noting the lateness of it all or that he was there for almost four hours. She interrupts me and says she’s really exhausted and is going to bed. After several days she hasn’t mention his visit nor what happened in the four hours they spent together. But I am still rapt around it.

A few weeks go by. Everything seems normal. Until one night she asks if I have talked to him. She openly asks where he is and when he is coming for a visit again. She repeats her ask three days in a row eagerly wanting him to come visit next weekend. She knows I have another trip out of town. She has his number. She could call him herself. She could keep it private. So I conclude she must need me to participate again in making her arrangement.

What do I do?

I have to go now. I'll tell the rest later...

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#162516, Guy's story: What do I do?

The night before I leave for an out of town trip we meet up with a buddy before heading to a bar for drinks. They hug when he arrives. They always hug. She likes it. She likes him.

They always hug, long and deep hugs in which he almost always reaches down and playfully starts his hug around her waist. He lifts her up so her feet come completely off the ground by about a foot. She is suspended there with her waist above his and her shoulders easily above his and he almost face to face with her breasts. She giggles and wraps her arms locked around his neck.

He captures the opportunity for a complete, full contact hug as she eagerly allows herself to be held there by him. Sometimes he twists himself back and forth playfully swinging her body lightly from side to side as she slides downward. I notice her breasts pressed and sliding across his upper chest. It seems so friendly, somewhat harmless as he treasures her there held securely with the tips of her toes helpless to touch the ground.

I look away as proof to the two of them that I am not troubled by their very personal contact. But I do sometimes feel a little awkward, even conflicted, fully watching. I want to see her feeling happy and having fun, yet it seems, at least to me, to be a somewhat obvious and relatively bold display of the personal and physical attraction they have for each other. I don’t know if they want me to see and yet they don’t seem to care. So occasionally I risk being caught watching it all. Mostly though, I turn away from watching directly to avoid feeling too uneasy. Besides, they do deserve at least the tiniest amount privacy. In spite of all this, I never turn so far I can’t see and watch, catching glimpses out of the corner of my eye. My minds eye impatiently fills in the rest. It’s no matter, it seems I’m just invisible to them anyway.

After a moment, he slowly and gently lowers my wife as he leans back I guess so she doesn’t just bounce to the floor. I notice again she is in full contact of his chest, stomach and waist as she slides down his body and her tiptoes just touch the ground. After being swung about, she has ended up with her legs slightly parted and on both sides of his leg. I see her chest and stomach pressed to him and her pelvis crushed against his leg still just ever so slightly still suspended there. After what seems like minutes, he allows her release from their close clinging moment. She gives him a simple but very close hug ending with her giving him a very friendly, soft and warm kiss. They always kiss.

At the bar, we all talk, they flirt and we all have a great time as I join in on their conversation and watch. After two hours, several beers for me and my buddy, and she with her four glasses of wine, we are a bit buzzed and ready to leave. On the way out the door, I off handedly suggest he take her to dinner the next night while I’m out of town to keep her company and have some fun. He grins a bit and says nothing. Then again, without thinking, I share my suggestion with her as we have now made our way to out the door to the sidewalk and in front of the large window of the bar. Upon hearing my idea she chimes in, “Oh yeah, that would be great. We will have some fun.” With a flirting smile, she slowly walks toward him, opens her arms, taking control, offering him another hug opportunity. He takes it.

He picks her up again and this time she seems suspended in the air for moments on end, swaying back and forth in his arms. As he allows her tiptoes to touch the ground I see her legs have parted again and she is completely pressed tightly against him. But this time it’s different. She seems to be pushing herself against him. She kisses him again and it lingers a second or two longer than usual and then we are all off for our separate homes.

The next evening I’m on the road at 8 p.m. We talk on phone and she asks about him coming to our home “while you’re gone, just to keep each other company over a few drinks and pizza and have some fun.” I wonder why she decided not to go out. I tell her to call and make her arrangement with him and go ahead and have some fun.

Texted
She: 8:30 p.m.: I don’t have his number.

I have given it to her many times and I know it is easy to find in my computer contacts. I am confused by the odd phone call and text. I guess she just wants my complete permission and approval again and is reminding me again that I did suggest they should be together tonight.

Me: 8:34 p.m.: Sent the contact info by email from my phone.
She: 8:35 p.m.: Thx

Then I hear nothing from her for hours. She almost always goes to bed early about 10:30 p.m. every night even when we have friends over. Even when he is there. When I’m out of town sometimes earlier. We always talk at night when I’m gone to catch up. She usually makes the call. But tonight, nothing.

What do I do?

I have to go now. I'll tell the rest later...

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#162506, Girl's story: becky is my very good friend, first ill just descibe her,a stunning brunette,legs shapely that lead to heaven,an unbelievable curvy body,5.6tall and the biggest tits you can ever imagine she has to wear special bras and tops,im huge myself 54gg tits,shes larger, since she broke up from her drunken abusive husband three years ago she and her 4 year old daughter have lived alone, becky runs her own dress making business from her premises,the only contact she allows herself with outsiders,shes a little weird at times and still breast feeds her daughter twice a day,both seem to thrive on it,becky said she loves how her tits are always full of milk,twelve months ago becky rang me out of the blue and asked if i would go to an out of town club with her for dinner,her mum looking after the daughter for a few hours,of course i said yes be good for us both,i picked becky up about seven oclock the club about an hours drive out of town,she looked unbelievable she looked like a living doll ,i felt as though i wanted her my hormones running high,what was i thinking ,the only other time i have felt like this was with my sexy hot sister,that is still to happen,beckys tits were like huge mountains under her blouse,we arrived ordered our dinner after a wine,two blokes and obviously their wifes sitting over from us,the two woman left and made to the pokies rooms,the men never stopped starring talking to each other and making gestures to us,they came over introduced themselves,and sat down ,after a while of talking i asked about their wifes and why they were trying to chat us up,once they get on the pokies their there for hours they said,spend hundred of dollars,so they dont miss us at all,so were free to do our thing like chat up beautiful girls that are alone,sorry i said were not really interested were just waiting on our husbands i said,well untill they arrive well keep you company they said,please again were not interested,one said we'll leave you alone if you you promise to flash your tits for us wiling to pay 500dollars for a look and feel ,our reply get lost,do you want us to call the someone to remove you,both got rather loud in there talking saying they would embarrase us,try i said good luck both in loud voices started to accuse us of leaving our children home alone and clubbing pretending we were family members,ok i said you have proved your point meet me outside in the far corner of the grounds,give me a few minutes start ill go the back door,they arrived shortly after me,not many cars here only a storage shed which was almost against the fence very quiet and private.over here i said you want to see my tits ok 20minutes remember ,if im not back my friend will complain to someone,i unbuttoned my blouse both men standing next to me you want to feel feel i said taking off my bra my monster tits bouncing put ,fuck me there huge shit what a set of tits,they said grabbing them kissing and sucking my huge nipples,look we'll give you a thousand buck for a quick fuck they said,no way enjoy the tits i said,after about ten minutes my tits getting a good workover by them both .i said may as well get your moneys worth take out your cocks and tit fuck me they were quick i want the full lenght fuck them untill you fill them with cum i said,getting onto my knees and boy did their big erect cocks fuck my tits swinging my body my head back and forth one cummed deep into my cleavage ,the other spraying cumm all over my tits looked like bucked loads,sure you wont let us fuck you ,no i said but was i turned on ,leave them out boys while i give them a good suck i said,licking on their cocks and a good head job ,fuck you terrific they said as i chewered on their balls then gave both cocks a tit massage,bye boys i said one handing me a card anytime your interested sweety ring us,i went to my car cleaned up a bit returned to my friend ,the blokes had gone to the games area,we ate and left tell me about what hapened my friend asked,i did lucky blokes she said,we arrived back at beckys home about ten oclock went in ill have shower beck i said,ill make coffee while you do was the reply,i felt hot and horny after my ordeal, beck looked so sexy even in the shower i had to finger myself sucking on my own tits at the same time,beck made a great cup of cappurchino thats good i mentioned ,glad you like it dont get mad with me beck said i made it on my breast milk she said, you didnt you sexy bitch i said make me another one,i use my breast milk all the time she said only buy milk for mum or dad,but its dads birthday next week and he has everything ,so im inviting him here and going to seduce him i want to let him fuck me,and enjoy my tits ,mums very cruel to him i know he hasnt had sex for about twenty years,good luck i said ol tell you evry gorry hot detail she said,i was leaning agaist the bench washing up our cups then i felt her pushing against my back,her hands suddely lifting my blouse i want them she said cupping my tits she reached and undid my bra strap,letting my 54ggs out i could feel her hot breathe onto my kneck kissing me gently,slowly working her way aroung turn around she said as i did she was topless her titanic tits clashing against mine as we kissed with a deep passion ,i want to fuck you she said i want you always for me massaging my tits with hers you can milk me whenever you want she said i want you as my lover please i love you she said,dady is he only man i will ever let my body out to,im yours to do what ever you want with me shes said,ive never done this before i told her,wel then we will have fun togetfer she said giving me a tits to suck as she fingered my wet driping cunt.come on she said into the bedroom both our huge tits bouncing and swinging as we did,she pished me onto the bed layed over me milk me suck me dry she said im so full of milk her tits hanging over my mouth i grabbed them pulled on them milk squirting evrywhere i drank like a baby sucking on each nipple what a night.we fucked

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#162504, Guy's story: This happend a few years ago and my girlfriends' friends house. She was having a small party with probably 20-25 people there. After several hours of drinking, swimming, hot tubbing, and dancing it turned into several couples trying to get some. The girl who was having the party had her mom home who was a pretty easy going lady and just made sure nobody was driving after drinking. Me and my girlfriend made it upstairs to the guest bathroom where she slowly starting kissing me and rubbing her hand on my dick through my jeans. She was on her period and refused to let me fuck her in the bathroom. She insisted on giving me a hand job which ended up being the hottest handjob i ever had. Someone tried to open the bathroom door which made us a little nervous so we made our way to her friends bedroom where we laid on the bed. My pants down to my ankles and my girlfriends shirt up over her b cup titties she continued to jack me harder and faster. I assume to thought i was gonna cum soon and at the time she did not like swallowing let alone blowjobs. Little to her knowedge i wasnt gonna cum yet but in her panic she reached over to find something in her friends room that i could cum in. She had pull up a pair of her friends panties that were lying on the floor that appeared to have been worn. She wrappped the panties around my cock and continued to rub it faster and faster. I could honestly smell her friends sweet pussy juice on the panties that were wrapped around my dick. The panties were stil warm from being worn recently and this made me want to cum as quick as possible. I busted my nut in those panties covering the thick layer or pussy juice that was already on them. I turned to my girlfriend and we both laughed and put them in the dirty laundry basket in her friends room. Still to this day everytime i see her friend i am completely turned on and want to eat her pussy just to taste and smell it again. Best handjob ever, TRUE STORY

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#162499, Guy's story: I was helping one of my parents neighbors paint his house during summer vacation from school , He was a black man that was in the military and had been stationed in our town for some years and lived alone . So when he ask me if I wanted to make some extra money I was happy to help as we worked we would talk about girls and things and he asked if I had ever seen any fuck movies like the xxx kind and I told him no only playboy and such , so that day when we finished he told me to come in the house and wash off the paint . As I went in I saw he had a large tv much bigger than ours and ask where he got it and he told me it was from over seas so as I looked at it I saw he had a tape player to watch movies on it so I ask if he had any movies and how it worked . He said sure he had some and would go and get one for me to watch wile he got a shower . So he put it in and left the room and when it came on there was a little young white girl sucking off this big black dick , I was mezmerized watching that big cock slide in and out of he mouth covered with spit as it came out . She was trying to take more and more every time it was so close up it was almost real as she choked and took more and more of it down her throat . By now my dick was as hard as it had ever been and I could feel it leaking in my shorts , started to rub it and finally I took it out and started to jack off because He was still in the shower . I was pumping my dick and in another world when I felt a hand on my shoulder and it was him standing there in his boxers I was caught jacking off right there . He said it looks like you like this movie as we both looked at the tv and that girl was sucking that black dick like no tomorrow, I looked at him and at his boxers and could the outline of what looked like the biggest dick I had ever seen, I just reached over and touched the the front of his boxers and with that he pulled it out and told me to pump it for him just a little so I started to jack it back and forth and the head started to grow and in seconds it was as hard as a rock and covered with big veins up and down both sides with that he slowley pushed me down in front of it and told to suck it like the girl in the movie . I opened my mouth and took the head in and he moaned and said thats it boy just like that , so every time I took more and more in my mouth like the girl in the movie ,soon I could taste the salty pre-cum leaking from that big dick and it seemed to make it slide farther down my throat he told me to swallow when I started to choke and when I did that dick went down in my throat up to the base and my nose hit his hard stomach. Now he started to fuck my throat and I could feel the big vein on the bottom start to grow with each thrust he was carefull not to take out to much each time so it just stayed halfway down my throat and his nuts hitting my chin every time , I wanted that black dick to cum in my mouth in the worst way so I stuck out my toung and licked that big vein with every stroke he coached me on by talking dirty to me calling me a black cocksucker and how he was going to fill my mouth whith his big load . With that I slammed that big black cock as far down my throat hard with every stroke and then it happened I could feel It grow even harder and the big cum filled vein started to pump shot after shot of thick black dick cum in my mouth and I just swallowed shot after shot until it stopped , Held me by the hair and pulled that big dick out of my throat and rubbed the last bit of cum on my face and told me he would need me to suck his dick again in a few minutes for me to go and wash up a little , so i went into the bathroom and when I looked down I had cum at least twice on my self while sucking his load off. When I returned he had a movie of a white boy being fucked by a big black dick playing and was jacking a big hard on when I asked he said come here and put some of this lube on my cock so I did and as I looked at the movie the boy was on all fours and was taking that black dick up his ass so I got in the floor just like he was and he came up from behind me and slowley eased the head in my ass soon he had it to the hilt and was fucking my ass he was so much bigger than me my legs were off the floor and I was riding his dick , reached around and started to jack me off as he fucked my ass this went on for what seemed like forever when all of a sudden he said he it cums and filled me with another big load and I shot off all over the floor at the same time , from that time on I would go over ther and he would tell me to come in and as soon as I did He would pull out his big black cock for me to suck off and I was happy to because he would give me some money and one day when I went over to see him he had a friend there so I was going to leave when he pulled me over to the side and said oyu need to suck him off today to. He was a bigger man and he had a big black un-cut dick that was about 11 inches long it took longer to but I got it all way down my throat and when I did he blew the biggest load of cum down my throat but I swallowad every drop of that black dick juice . I would suck his friend off as he fucked me in the ass and they would both cum at once and fill me with their hot juice. Finally he got transffered and I never saw him again so I would still suck off his friend.

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