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A Daughter for the Night

Wednesday, October 13th, 2010

“Shush,” Audra sushed sitting down again, “here she comes.”

Marie came into the room with the large china coffee tureen, carefully poured coffee into her employer’s cups, smiled then made to return to the kitchen. Audra stopped her pretty pale Filipino maid.

“Marie, dear,” the mistress of the house said, standing then. “Payton and I have something we’d like to give you.”

Marie sat the coffee pot on the corner of the table and turned to the couple.

“Ma’am?”

“Are you happy living with Mr. Walker and me?”

“I couldn’t be happier, ma’am,” Marie replied flashing her radiant smile to both the woman and man at the table.

“Well, dear,” Audra responded, “you have been with us exactly one year as of today, and Payton and I are just as happy with you.”

“Audra and I feel so good about the special bond we have all fostered,” Peyton said after sipping his coffee.

“Yes sir,” Maria said her chin slightly down as a blush spread across her face.

As Payton Walker continued speaking, Audra reached for a thin long box she had secreted under the table at the beginning of Marie serving dinner. The mistress of the house held the present to Maria, who took in with a wide-eyed happiness. “This gift is just a little token of our appreciation,” the bearded man finished.

As the two sixty year olds watched, Marie excitedly tore open her package.

“Wha…what is it?” the young woman tittered revealing a black leather harness lying in pink tissue paper.

“Here,” Audra said, standing and stepping to her maid.

“This fits around your waist and buckles right here in front,” the older woman explained, lifting the harness from the box. “This small plug slips into this sheath which allows it to remain inside of your vagina as long as you wear the harness.”

Marie looked hard at the present in Audra’s hand and felt the usual flood in her vagina when she was around these two. Yes fifty years her senior both, still Mr. And Mrs. Walker had awakened Marie’s sexuality this past year in a way the young woman could never have dreamed. Serving these people as they serviced her had been a whirlwind of deep sexual awakening and constant orgasms.

“May I, may I try it on now?” Maria asked, hoping to quench the heat riddling round her pussy and making her nipples stand on end.

“Of course you may,” Audra replied, “but before you do, Mr. Walker and I have one more request of you.”

“Anything,” Marie said.

“Well,” Audra went on, “as you well know, Peyton and I so enjoy your youth. We picked you to be our live-in as much because of your incredible references as from the fact that you are so sweet and so young,”

At this Marie blushed even deeper.

“We know you ARE not our daughter,” Peyton chimed in. “But we would like it if you maybe acted like you were, once in a while.”

“Could you call us mommy and daddy, tonight?” Audra asked.

The young girl began crying, ran to the woman in front of her and threw her arms around Audra’s neck.

“Oh, mommy thank you, thank you for my gift,” Maria began then turning to Peyton she added:

“Daddy I so like my gift, thank you, thank you.”

Breaking from her ‘mommy’ Marie stripped as she had done many times for this couple, coming to stand naked and slightly quivering before them. Audra helped her ‘daughter’ step through the leg openings of the harness and then carefully pulled it up the brown-skinned body before her until the plug was pressing gently against Marie hot bare front and the thin leather straps cut into the sides of her high little ass.

“So far so good,” Audra said softly, “okay now honey, let’s slowly insert the vibe…

Marie released a slight gasp as Audra adjusted the straps and fitted the nubby tip of the wide plug up into her sweet dewy opening.

“How do I look?” Marie asked executing a pirouette, “it feels fabulous.”
She was just adjusting fully to take the plug into tight wet vagina, when it suddenly began to vibrate. Marie nearly orgasm.

“Oh oh,” she moaned. “H…how did you…”

Audra held up a small remote as Peyton sat back and smiled. “Now my daughter…” Audra began, stepped back to the chair across from her husband, sat and hiked up her dress to reveal her own tight little vag…as usual the older woman was wearing no panties.

“…mommy needs you.”

It took Marie a little time to kneel, the vibe up her was more then a little distracting. As Peyton lean across the table to better his view his maid got into position in front of the spread long legs of his wife and he recognized the shutter in Marie as he realized she roped through what he hoped would be quite a few orgasms with that running plug vibe up her.

“Oh mommy,” the kneeling sweet girl said. “Oh Daddy.”

This really was a fine anniversary for them all: Peyton lifting his pounding cock out of his fly, Marie kneeling with the harness straps cutting into the sides of her sweet high cheeks, rolling through yet another orgasm, and Maria spread open and waiting as her maid/daughter-for-this-night kissed her way up into her pussy.

Anal Bleaching Debunked

Tuesday, October 12th, 2010

In case you haven’t noticed, a porn stars’ ass doesn’t quite look like the real deal. For those who haven’t checked out their own behinds at some point or another, the skin surrounding the anus tends to be a little darker than its surroundings. Not exactly an attractive sight, but hey, it’s only natural.

Like they say, opinions are like assholes, we’ve all got one.

For those who expect to be flashing their asses in front a camera – or for their anal sex-loving partners – consider anal bleaching. A process that involves bleaching the anus, and it’s surroundings, to create a more even skin tone. Flash photography worthy.

Despite looking like an simple cream, anal bleach comes with a hefty dose of side effects and is even banned in countries like France and the UK. Since one of it’s active ingredients, hydroquinone, is a known carcinogenic, it’s not hard to understand why many frown upon the process. Many bleaching creams also come packed with Mercury and other dangerous chemicals, which could lead to cancer, liver/kidney failure and mercury poisoning. Further adding to the fact that anal bleaching is simply not worth it.

Hydroquinone, also used in hair dyes and photo processing, works by stopping the skin’s production of melanin, a chemical that is naturally produced by the human body as a means of sun protection. When exposed to UV lights, the skin may re-oxidize itself, which results in an over production of melanin and subsequently, an even darker ass. Though anal bleachers shouldn’t be too worried. After all, how much sun is your ass exposed to on a daily basis? If cancer and organ failures don’t scare you, consider the slightly less harmful side effects: thickened collagen fibers and spotty skin. Kind of defeats the purpose, doesn’t it?

So before heading to a salon for your bi-weekly Brazilian wax and anal bleaching, consider the consequences of having a seemingly clean ass. It may look all “spic and span”, but on the inside, things probably don’t look as good. So if your boyfriend – or porn agent – keeps pushing you to get your ass bleached, tell them to test it out on themselves first. They’ll get the message.

Security

Thursday, October 7th, 2010

“I’m so glad you could make it,” the lady who answered the door said. “I’m Miranda Fortune, come on in.”

As she walked ahead of him, Dan couldn’t help but think how nice the lady’s little bottom swayed. And that high big chest of hers, what of it he had spied, Mrs. Fortune was the classic killer strawberry blonde. Another perfect housewife for he and Beth. After a quick tour, where Dan “Ummm-ed” and “Yes Yessed” sufficiently-or so he hoped-he and the lady of the house settled down at the kitchen table to discuss the security system he had in mind.

“Maybe before we get into anything too heavy we should have Mr. Fortune here as well? ”Oh, no,” Mrs. Fortune replied. “My husband’s a minister. He’s much too busy with the church. I make all the decisions here.”

Something about the way the tall lady said this, an almost challenging tone to her voice, her tight smile playing like a knowing pout across her pretty face, the sunlight behind lighting her locks, Miranda Fortune looked like a vixen to be reckoned with.

Subduing his rising imagination-as well as erection-Dan proceeded to outline the details of the best system for the home. Miranda listened, asking smart and pertinent questions, taking an interest in every detail from cost to installation. The lady was as smart as she was gorgeous.

“How soon can we get this in?” the lady asked after Dan stopped speaking.

“Well, I can probably move some stuff around, maybe get here tomorrow?” he replied. “Too soon?”

“That would be just great,” Mrs. Fortune said, shot up out of her seat and extended her hand.

“That break-in last week made me feel so unsafe.”

By three o’clock the next afternoon, Dan had all of the windows and doors wired, as well as a state of the art motion detector hooked-up to front and side, back and front flood lights. Mrs. Fortune had flittered around him, occasionally keeping him company, but the lady took a phone call at almost exactly three and plopped down on the couch to chat. This was Dan’s chance. He made the lip of the living room, gave a cursory: “I’m going upstairs to make one final check” and after a nod from Mrs. Fortune bounded up the stairs.

He went straight to the master bedroom, to a wall vent he had spied when up here in the morning, pulled it free, then installed a micro-’lipstick’ camera/microphone in the space. Directing the mini-spy unit at the king size bed, Dan turned it on then replaced the metal grill.

“All good,” he said descending to the first floor.

“Hold on Gayle,” Mrs. Fortune said, placed her cell on the low table and stood to meet Dan at the door.

“That check covers everything, right?” the lady of the house asked and Dan patted his shirt pocket and smiled.

“I’ll call in your code to the police station when I get back to the shop, make sure everything is transmitting fine.”

“I can’t thank you enough,” the pretty lady said and to Dan’s shock Mrs. Fortune rose up on tiptoes and kissed his mouth hard.

On the drive back home Dan wondered if he should have really planted that camera. Mrs. Fortune was so sweet, even the kiss, though hot to him, hadn’t been anything truly sexual, just more one of gratitude. Maybe this was one of the times he shouldn’t have installed his ‘usual’ security.

‘I just need to see her naked,’ he thought. ‘After that, I’ll shut it all down from here. ‘

After dinner Dan patted Beth’s hand across the kitchen table and said: “We got new ones tonight.” Beth’s dark eyes widened.

“I haven’t seen him, but she’s a piece of ass,” he added as Beth leapt from the table.

“Just this once though, okay?” Dan said standing with his girlfriend. “The lady was really sweet, I can’t do this beyond just answering my curiosity, ok?”

“Dan, I think you’re gettin’ to be a softie in your old age,” Beth teased, lean over and bit his ear lobe.

In the bedroom Dan turned on the remote monitor and he and his girlfriend saw the empty Fortune bedroom. ”Ah shit, no…”

Miranda Fortune walked into frame dressed in only her bra and panties. ”Told ya,” Dan said turning to an open-mouthed Beth. “Nice huh?”

Before Beth got a chance to really stare at the busty big girl Reverend Fortune walked into frame completely naked. At least ten years his wife’s senior, the man was still in pretty good shape…with quite the hard-on jutting at his wife who now sat on the low bed.

“That’s a pretty nice cock,” Beth said.

Dan turned up the volume and over the hyper-sensitive mike he heard Miranda Fortune mock pleading as she lie down then upside down on the bed under her husband’s cock and began to play with her big tits.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, I didn’t.”

After thinking Mrs. Fortune so bright and confident Dan had to admit his cock was pounding with the lady’s submission…even playing as she obviously was.

“You lust after our security man,” the Reverend said and Dan and Beth both sat up. “We will see if I ever let you have this cock again.”

When or if the good Reverend would decree his cock fit for consumption, how much Miranda Fortune had told him about her sinful lusts, or if Dan might ever go back to that house and shut this camera down, Beth lean in, unzipped his pants and wrangled free his cock.

“I know I’m not gonna be denied,” the cute brunette declared and dipped her mouth to Dan’s rising erection.

Hot Outdoor Sex

Tuesday, October 5th, 2010

It’s that time of year again where the leaves are starting to change color, and going outside without a jacket is almost impossible. Yes, I’m talking about the transformation from summer to fall, but what I really look forward to when the weather starts to change is the thought about going on vacation to a tropical destination with a sexy partner.

Not going to lie, I’ve had my fair share of fuck fests. A whole week of non stop sex in some of the most amazing spots all over the world with some of the most amazing fuck buddies I have ever seen. Oh yes.

Everybody should be able to enjoy hot sex in the heat. And it can’t get much better than sweaty body parts rubbing up against each other and sand getting into crevasses that sand should not be getting into to. Here are a few reasons as to why it’s important that you get your ass on vacation during these winter months, not that you will need much convincing.

Studies show that our bodies are not truly at peace until the sun beats down on them because the sun and the body’s biorhythms are the same. Not too mention that watching babes prancing around in bikinis, tanned skin, and spreading sunscreen all over someone’s body are contributing factors in getting us in the mood for an intense sex session.

Water sex is amazing because we feel ultimately weightless. Even the ones who are a little on the heavier side feel like they weigh a buck twenty. Water sex guarantees that everything is so fresh and so clean, and can feel absolutely amazing as the smell of salt and the sea heighten all senses.

Go for a walk and lose yourself in the jungle where it’s you and your partner. With no one else in sight and the idea of being out in the middle of nowhere, your sex drive will be at it’s fullest. Fresh air makes us energized and healthy, and the little kid inside of us associates being outdoors with freedom. So, let your inhibitions run wild and don’t hold anything back – in fact, picture yourself in a free porn flick!

Sitting by the pool, drink in hand, and a waiter at your finger tips makes us feel like we’re someone important. And even though we might only feel this way for an average of 5-7 days a year, we must take advantage of it. Getting dressed up, taking way too many tequila shots, and staying up late makes us lose all inhibitions and this is when the best sex can be created.

I know it’s probably not that hard to convince someone that outdoor sex on vacation is some of the best sex you will ever have. Especially after all of these suggestions above. So, if the only thing keeping you from hopping on this band wagon is not being able to afford it, um, well I don’t really have any more advice.

Revenge Is Sweet?

Tuesday, October 5th, 2010

“You’re kidding me,” Donna replied as she and Peg Reynolds sat over coffee in Donna’s kitchen. “You mean just an hour ago he was fucking you on the trunk of the car?”

“Yep,” Peg replied. “Fifty years old and he plows me harder these days than when we were twenty five.”

“I’m totally jealous,” Donna replied. “How does a man do that at his age?”

As Peg walked home a half hour later-it really had been a full day-she thought to herself ‘How does a man do that at his age?’ The wide-hipped forty eight year old tried reasoning her husband’s newly active libido, the way his cock rose now almost every second he was around her, how he’d plundered her so deep it hurt, how she would come three to four times even before he came

A thunderbolt suddenly hit Peg and she had to steady herself on the dining room table. ”He’s having an affair!” she growled into the phone when Donna picked up her cell. “He’s having a fucking affair.”

“I didn’t want to make any accusations,” Donna replied, “but unless he’s discovered the fountain of youth, yeah, that would be my guess.”

“I’ve got to catch him,” Peg growled.

“Yes, we do,” Donna agreed.

“Do you think he’ll see her today,” Donna asked the next morning as she pulled into traffic following John’s car on his way to the office.

“He fucked me just this morning before breakfast,” Peg explained, her tiny gray eyes pinned to passing traffic before them. “He’s gonna need her bad to keep up this pace.”

“Don’t get too close,” Peg added and Donna eased off on the accelerator as John made a turn away from his office.

“Well, at least she lives in a nice place,” Donna joked as they stopped a half hour later a block away from the large house John had parked his car in front of.

“Funny,” Peg replied. “Let’s go.” The friends got out of the parked car and made their way past two manicured lawns to the spacious Tudor.

“Gonna ring the bell?” Donna asked.

“I’m not sure what I’m gonna do,” Peg whispered. “But let’s give them a few minutes to get into something.”

Five minutes later, seething and twitching at what she could only imagine, Peg instinctively reached to the front door’s handle and it actually turned! The door was unlocked, so Peg looked to Donna-who simply shrugged her shoulders- and the pair padded into the house and quietly up the stairs they faced.

“Oh, John,” a feminine voice sighed beyond the first closed door they came to. “I love when you lick me like tha…”

“W-what, who are you?” the naked young blonde with her legs spread yelled to the two women who suddenly entered her bedroom.

“Tell her, John,” Peg said.

“John?” the young woman asked, turning on her side. John stood slowly from the bed, his beautiful cock unfurling to full hardness as he did so.

‘Damn him and his big cock,’ Peg thought.

‘Damn him, he’s got a big cock,’ thought Donna.

“You like the way I fuck you, right?” the tall man began.

“What?” Peg asked, stepping back as if her husband had struck her.

“John?” the blonde on the bed asked, lying fully on her stomach now.

‘Damn, her and her perfect young ass,” Peg thought.

‘Damn, that’s a perfect ass,’ Donna mused.

“Lately, the way we’ve been, you’re getting good fuckings, right?”

“John, you’re cheating on me!” Peg screamed.

“John,” Donna tried.

“It’s all because of her,” the tall man said turning back to the beauty on the bed. The younger woman lifted her arm and gave them all a quick wave.

“Everybody in this room knows you don’t stay married to some one as long as we have been married without true, real love. This is a fling that keeps me in shape coming back to the woman I love.”

Saying all this the man stepped close enough to Peg that she could just reach out and… ”You really should consider this,” Donna interjected stepping forward. She reached down between Peg and John and grabbed the man’s wagging hard big dick.

“I’m not saying I excuse him,” Peg’s best friend continued as John held his breath. “But really this belongs to you.”

At this all the women in the room looked to the hard cock Donna was pulling on and all three ladies smiled.

Except John.

Pool Party

Sunday, October 3rd, 2010

“Hey, everybody,” Gene shouted, “watch this.” The big guy executed a sloppy somersault off the diving board into his back yard pool. His guests gave him a mock standing ovation as Cal called out: “I’d give that one a three and a half.”

It was the usual crowd of three couples, fast friends all since they moved into this subdivision ten years ago. Gene and Marie’s backyard was the center of all get-to-gether’s and so comfortable were the six, that at the end of the summer of their first year, they started skinny-dipping at these summer pool parties. Cal was grilling the burgers and dogs, naked under his red, white and blue apron; Marie and Katie sat on the edge of the pool with their bare legs dangling over the edge, sipping on wine coolers while the water splashed close to their pussies; Minnie read her book at the cherry red table at the far eastern edge of the patio and Troy swam in the deep end. Gene’s bald head emerged from the water at the side of the pool where his wife sat, coming up right between her legs.

“Not now, not now,” she said, playfully rapping his glistening tanned plate.

“Oh come on,” the man said, lean his chin back down in the water and kissed up his wife’s thick spread thighs.

“Hey, Gene,” Cal sang out, “doesn’t this town have a zoning ordinance about eating pussy. “Katie leaned over to watch the skill of her best friend’s husband and gulped at the bottle she held. ”Cal, can we get a score here?” she asked swallowing sweet liquid as Marie squealed and peddled her feet in the water to the side of her hubby’s shoulders.

“That’s definitely a ten for pussy eating. All the judges agree.”

Again everyone laughed-even Gene-who was eagerly eating his wife’s crotch. No one was really surprised when Katie put down her drink, lean over and took one of Marie’s hard little nipples into her mouth. Such a languid summer scene; barbecue spitting, drinks clinking pool, the pool clear…and a pretty big-breasted woman getting her pussy eaten by a man in a pool while a woman sucked on her tit.

Troy came out of the pool, his thin seven inches bouncing and Cal lowered the jets, undid his apron and walked over to his best friend. Winnie stood, walked over to them both, reached down to give Cal’s thick eight inches a pull, smiled, then grabbed her hubby’s skinny cock and pulled him to the love-seat lounge.

Cal began jerking himself hard watching his wife suck that big tit, Gene in the water eating his own wife and his friends begin to fuck on the loveseat to his immediate right. Katie switched over to the other nipple.

“Close, baby?” she asked Marie. ”Keeping sucking,” Marie cooed as Gene looked up for a sec, smiled his fully glazed face and dove back down into his wife’s thick spread lips.

Seeing Katie move over to Marie’s other nipple, Cal began to furiously fist fuck his cock. Winnie mounted Troy who began flapping about on the love seat, but the tall blonde sat up high on his cock entering her and screamed: “Don’t you come, don’t you come until I tell you.” Everyone knew Winnie could be quite the dom bitch.

Cal stroked even harder when he saw the terror mixed with delight on Troy’s face. Marie flapped her wide ass on the pool tiles as Gene held the front of her fleshy thighs down with his hands and finally finally pushed his face all the way into her pussy. Katie for her part stayed on the left tit she was sucking as Marie obviously began to come, creating deep waves in the water around her hubby.

Val was bucking, trying to hold on, Minnie was pulling at her nipples and breathing loud. Cal began to come when he saw his wife reach down and put her whole hand into her spread shaved pussy. ”P-please…” everyone-expect Gene-growled.

Just another lazy Saturday afternoon in the suburbs.

The Trip

Saturday, October 2nd, 2010

Ruthanne opened her eyes to a darkened bedroom, the clock on the nightstand reading 1:30. ”I’ve been out for eight hours?” she mumbled stumbling into the bathroom. It was only after she turned on the light and looked at herself in the mirror that she remembered that Jake was gone for the next five days.

Stripping off her sweats and T, the lanky brunette turned on the shower, stepped under the slightly stinging jets and let the needles sooth her. As the water splashed against her heavy breasts, she thought back to over a year ago, to the very first time Jake had touched her. This snap-shot of a moment was one Ruthanne masturbated to often, the first time she knew that Jake was the man for her. Jake had been so gentle, caressing and touching her so artfully with his obviously strong hands; where most men pulled and pawed at her big breasts, he had been almost tentative. She had fallen for Jake then and there and they were married within that year.

“Oh, Jake,” she sighed as she slid one hand down over her flat belly to just the top of her pubic bone, the other grabbing her big right breast. ”Oh, Jake,” she repeated into the hot water as she got up on tip toes, clutched her dewy tit, tickled her index finger down to her clit and…came.
Ten minutes later Ruthanne was dried, warm and curled up with a pillow between her thighs, dreaming of her husband.

A virgin on their wedding night, Ruthanne had become sexually alive this last six months of her new marriage. The orgasms her husband coaxed from her with his rather large cock, his fast tongue and those perfect big hands were addictive. She woke out of a fitful sex dream and feeling the heavy tension between her legs from the obvious humping of Jake’s pillow, the long-limbed lady lifted her left breast and took her nipple in her mouth. Sucking on herself, pressing her pelvis onto the tented pillow, Ruthanne came even before fully waking.

Knowing she’d just go on masturbating for five days, Ruthanne rolled over to the phone on her nightstand. ”Please give me the number for Mex-Air reservations,” she said.

The flight from Chicago to Mexico City was uneventful except for the fact the Ruthanne was literally squirming in her seat. When the Captain announced: “We will be landing in Mexico City in ten minutes, please fasten you seat belts.” Ruthanne did just that, the belt cutting erotically between her heaving bare breasts under this pretty floral dress she had worn just for Jake. De-boarding and a thirty-minute cab ride later, Ruthanne stood waiting impatiently at the front desk of the “El Condor” as the lone clerk finally looked up from this phone call.

“My husband is staying here, his name’s Jake Gannon. He’s with ‘Med-Sure’” Ruthanne said. The clerk punched a few buttons on the computer. ”Room 1154, take those elevators to the eleventh floor and turn right.”

Nodding thanks, the tall woman sprinted for the elevator. Feeling that squishiness between her legs she rode the elevator alone then took five steps down the hallway to stand in front of room 1154. Knocking softly, settling her breath, smoothing her hands down her slinky dress, after what seemed to be an eternity-but was not more then 30 seconds-the door swung open. Jake’s secretary, Claire stood in the doorway.

“W-what are you doing here?” Ruthanne stammered to the stunned Chinese girl.

“We were just going over tomorrow’s itinerary,” the little woman said. An instinctive jealousy grew in Ruthanne’s gut as she barged in past Claire, but her rising anger was just as quickly quelled when she walked into the scene of Jake and several Mexican gentlemen seated at a table littered with papers. Jake turned his head, and with his mouth hanging open almost shouted: “Ruthie, wha…what are you doing here!?!”

“I-I just wanted to surprise you…I shouldn’t have. I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

Jake leaped to his feet and put his arms around his shaken retreating spouse. Turning back to his guests he said: “Can we take this up tomorrow!?!” The room quickly emptied as the men nodded to Ruthanne and Claire smiled and said goodbye. Tears poured from Ruthanne’s eyes the second the room was empty.

“I’m sorry you felt compelled to come all this way,” Jake said taking his wife in his arms. ”It’s all my fault,” Ruthanne replied in the crux of his elbow. “It’s just that I missed you and it’s the first time we’ve ever been apart and I just couldn’t take being alone, and…” Jake pulled his wife from his hug, smiled down to her and said: ”Let me get you a drink.”

“No,” Ruthanne said, took a step back and wiggled down her dress.

“Ruthanne!” Jake said to his completely naked wife.

“I was going crazy on the plane, wondering if somebody could tell I was naked underneath…which of course made me even crazier.”

“You are so naughty.”

“Naughty for you,” she said stepping out of the splash of material at her heels.

“No, no, really Ruthanne, naughty,” Jake said, took a step to his wife and stopped her advance with a hand on her arm.

“Naughty enough to be punished before we begin anything here.”

“Jake?”

“I’m flattered, really, but I can’t have you sprinting after me on business trips, interrupting meetings like a jealous wife.” Jake said turning his pretty wife in her heels. ”Before we get to the obvious reason you’ve come,” the big man continued and began to help Ruthanne bend over the edge of the conference table. “…we need to make sure this doesn’t happen
again.”

Before Ruthanne could protest, react or even spread her legs sufficiently her husband’s usually gentle big hand SWAT her right ass cheek! God, she thought, her pussy flooding even more, Ruthanne really had missed Jake.

The Coed

Friday, October 1st, 2010

“Please, please come in, have a seat, my husband’s upstairs getting ready, my name’s Madelyn but everyone calls me Maddie, and you must be Samantha,” the tall mistress of the house puked in one breath opening the door. The pretty blonde crossed the door-jam and said through a wide smile: “Everyone calls me Sam, its nice to meet you Maddie.”

“You’re a college student, right?” Maddie asked.

“Yes, I’m a junior, majoring in business.”

Just as Maddie opened her mouth again Vic came bounding down the stairs in front of the two women. ”Sorry I’m late,” he said adjusting the collar on his expensive button down. “‘Hope I didn’t miss anything.”

“Sam,” Maddie interjected, “this is my husband Vic, late as usual.”

Vic came up behind his wife and kissed the nape of her neck. “Don’t listen to anything she says about me,” he said and all three laughed.

“So,” Maddie began, “um, business first, right? That’s the way you girls like to do it? You said five hundred over the phone? For all night, right?” Sam took the five one hundred dollar bills that Vic quickly produced.

“Yes, you have me all night,” the short girl said smiling wide again. “But I have to leave by seven, I have a class at nine.”

“Well then,” Maddie said moving between her hubby and the radiant young girl. “Anybody for some wine?”

“Yes, yes,” Vic remarked, following his wife into the house proper. “I’ll go some glasses.”

While Vic disappeared into the kitchen the two women moved to the wide green cloth couch dead center of the well-lit room. “C-could you just take off you blouse,” Maddie began as she sat next to Sam. “I’m dying to see them.”

Sam smiled, and without saying a word, unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders. She was bare underneath.

“Oh, ah,” Maddie moaned. “I didn’t think…my you are busty, I mean your ad said, but…” ”You can touch them if you like,” Sam said as calm as if the two women were sitting having an afternoon tea talking neighborhood gossip.

Sam inhaled oh-so-slightly as the older woman placed a hand on each of her big high breasts. ”Thirty four double dees,” the younger girl said as the older woman massaged her tits. “You don’t think I went too big, do you?”

Vic suddenly appeared with a tray containing three glasses of white wine and stopped dead in his tracks. ”They’re not too big?” Sam asked turning to the man who slowly continued walking to them…the glasses on the tray now shaking.

“They are perfect dear,” Maddie said finally coming up off the little girl.

“My wife loves big breasts.”

“And you?”

“They are magnificent,” Vic said, placed the tray on the low table between them and the trio sat, sipped and smiled in silence for the next three minutes.

“I think its time I help Sam undress the rest of the way, whadda say Vic?”

The older man answered by taking a long last gulp of his wine and sitting forward in his recliner. Sam stood as Maddie did, kissed the older woman as Maddie lean in to kiss her, put her hand on Maddie’s arms as Maddie unbuckled her jeans and shifted and wiggled as Maddie peeled her down to her thong.

“Would you mind doing that yourself,” Maddie said retreating to her husband across the room. “I mean turning and bending to take off your thong?”

“My wife has a thing for women’s asses as well,” Vic offered as Maddie giggled and put her arm around him.

The delightful creature the couple had paid for turned and artfully slow hooked a thumb to each hip, worked the sides of her thong off her creamy white flesh, bent in an almost ‘slo- mo’ movement of honey hair cascading, long thighs clenching and popped her undies free of her magnificently high ass, down her legs then off her feet. Sam stood back up fully and began to turn.

“Don’t turn, just yet,” Vic said. “Can you bend again slightly, open your legs…my wife also has a thing for seeing pussy from behind.

“So, does my husband,” Maddie said and the trio laughed again as Sam got into position and her clients stood and undressed too.

The After Party

Tuesday, September 28th, 2010

Gil sat down on the edge of the large king size bed pulling on his socks.

“Babe, we’re due at the Martin’s in twenty minutes,” he yelled to Priscilla in the bathroom. Waiting a few seconds for, but getting no response, he sighed, got up and went in to check his wife’s lack of progress.

“Priscilla,” he shouted over the sound of the hairdryer that assaulted him. “Priscilla!” He stopped at the open door.

His short wife was completely naked standing there with her long brunette locks upside down as she bent her head to dry them. Not hearing her husband, Priscilla stood up, facing Gil and yelping once in surprise.

‘Still the best pair of tits I’ve ever seen’, Gil said to himself, smiling as his wife stood fully facing him with her big tits and her sweet tight pussy bare.

“Gil,” she admonished. “I made us late already.” Priscilla recognized her husband’s ‘I-want-you-now’ look. ”Just let me get dressed.”

Even though she was right, they were late and turned then from her husband-’a great ass too’, Gil thought-Priscilla knew Gil would be up on her in a second; she’d be disappointed actually if he wasn’t.

“You make so horny,” he said stepping up to her back. As Priscilla brushed out her hair, she heard her man reach down and undue his fly.

“Gil, we don’t have ti…” she began but secretly yearned for that fat prick she felt poking her ass. ”G..g…” she tried, leaning her hands on the cold Italian marble sink, spreading her legs just enough for Gil to place the hard hot head of his dick up between her legs.

“Gil, we’re really gonna be la…”

As they both looked in the mirror and smiled Gil entered his wife hard, pushing his thickness up and in between Priscilla’s wet lips as she gasped and threw her head back.

Just as quickly as he had come in though, Gil retreated out of that hot little hole, popping his now wet cock free.

“We’re gonna be late,” he said, spun and left the bathroom. ”Pay-back’s a bitch!” Priscilla growled, sighed, shuttered and continued to get dressed.

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Become the Woman of Your Dreams

Tuesday, September 21st, 2010

Have you ever wanted to feel like a real woman, without the trouble of nasty surgery? Well, you’re in luck, because now there’s the Seamless FemSkin III, that will allow our friends of the transgendered variety to actually transform into the natural shape of a woman. This may seem disturbing to those not in the market for gender reassignment, but I have to credit the designers of this product for coming up with such a fascinating product that mimics the female form so closely you might think you were in a free porn flick.

The FemSkin III is the most advanced, anatomically correct, female latex suit on the market. It fits snugly over your body, from ankle to neck to shoulder, transforming it into one sweet lady. It comes in tinted natural skin tones and contour pads to adapt to your own complexion and shape. The suit is specially molded to give you that sexy shape and perfect female form, complete with D-cup tits, a raised and round ass, and, most importantly a beautifully shaped cunt. No matter what your size, this will stretch to fit your shape and won’t tear or stretch out.

Man has walked on the moon, and now he can piss through a vagina!  This suit has a beautifully engineered pouch kit, which is placed over the penis and the catheter rolls down the shaft of your cock and has a tube that flows down to a hole in your new pussy. You want more? Well bend over – because theres a built in latex rectum to give you a penetrable anus!

It seems they really have thought of everything…