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January 17, 2008

Three on Julie

Before I start, I think I should give a brief description of my wife, Julie. She’s 26, stands a slim 5’3″ 105lbs with flaming long red hair (a true redhead I might add), blue eyes, and a set of pouting red-lips made for cock sucking. She also has a nice firm pair of 38Bs that are just asking to be sucked and squeezed. Her bottom half is even better, measuring at a lovely 36 inches with a pussy that is meticulously trimmed to expose her soft and tender cunt lips. Julie also enjoys giving head and getting fucked doggy-style. My wife can be quite submissive at times too. One of my fantasies is to watch my wife serve more than one man at once. The following is what happened a couple of weeks ago.

That Friday, my friends, Mark and Alex invite us out for dinner. On a lark (and being the devil that I am), I had my wife wear a black mini-skirt with a dark red top and sexy three inch black pumps. She also wore a matching set of black lace panties and bra with sheer black stockings underneath. With her expertly applied makeup and beautifully done hair she looked like a wet dream.

Mark and Alex met us the restaurant, and were pleasantly surprised at Julie’s attire. All thru dinner, my wife flirted openly with them. I guess she felt pretty secure, since I’ve known the guys for years, and it was all in fun. After we ate, we decided to all go back to our house to do a little partying. When we got back to our house I rounded up a few drinks and took out some smoke that I’d save for a special occasion while my wife and the guys chatted. I joined them in the living room with the drinks and smoke and we were soon feeling no pain. I was seated on couch next to my wife, and Alex was sitting on the her right. Mark was in the love seat with his feet kick up on our coffee table and toking on the second joint. My wife snuggled up to me as the effects of the pot had started on her because reefer had always made her sleepy and horny, and not always in that order. After a few more passes of the joint, Julie closed her eyes and by the smile on her face she was enjoying the effects of the weed.

I guess the drinks and smoke had the same effect on the guys, because Alex began to stare intently at my wife’s curled up stocking clad legs and round ass. I looked at him and gave him a wink and softly stroked Julie’s ass thru the material of her mini. I then gently hiked up her skirt to give him a better view of the wife’s sheer panties. All this time my wife had her head on my lap with her eyes closed. I guess she had passed out from the booze and smoke, since we rarely smoked up. I whispered to the guys that I had a plan if they were game. Alex gave me a nod and Mark just gave me a devilish smile. I told the guys to wait in the living room while I ‘prepare’ the wife for bed.
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January 14, 2008

Big City Life

story categories: sci-fi-spec-fic,sex stories

Setup

We all tend to blame others for our misfortunes. In my case, I blame
Sandra Foxley. Sandra and I had a great affair for three months, but
she called me on a Thursday night and said we were finished. This
left me with nothing to do Friday night so I went bar hopping and
that’s how the trouble started.

I was at the Shanghai Bar; the third stop and the fourth beer of the
evening. Oakland was playing the Yankees on TV when the alien
approached me. He didn’t look very odd at first, although I noticed
later that his eyes were more purple than blue and had no lashes. He
mostly kept his hands in his pockets; otherwise, I would have noticed
right away that his palms had thumbs on both sides.

“You look like a guy with time on your hands,” he said. “How about a
beer?”

I replied, “Sure, why not? My girl dumped me yesterday, claiming I
don’t satisfy her any more. Pretty damn depressing, don’t you think?”

“Well, I can help you pass the time and offer you a new experience, if
you’re interested,” said the alien. “Would you be willing to take a
harmless medical exam for research? It won’t take long, and we pay
triple.”

Oakland was losing anyway. “Sure, why not? When do I have to be
there?” I asked.

“I’ll provide the transportation. Let’s go now,” replied the alien.
He tossed a five on the bar and guided me into the men’s room. By
habit I headed toward the urinals but the alien steered me toward a
stall. “Hold that just a minute; we’ll be needing a specimen,” he
explained. He closed the stall door and raised his wrist to his lips;
that’s when I noticed his extra thumb. I tried to ask him about it
but he paid no attention. Instead, he spoke into his watch using a
funny language and then the room blanked out.

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January 7, 2008

The Taxi Driver

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Barbara sat at home daydreaming about the last few days. She had changed allot since a week ago. All she thought about was cocks and cum. She remembered the feel of them sliding down her throat and erupting with sperm while buried in her. And how much she enjoyed her mouth full of the sticky stuff, the slimy feel of it on her tongue, the salty taste as she swallowed it, and the look on the men’s faces when they unloaded in her mouth. Then she thought of how she loved a cock in her ass. Feeling a hard shaft penetrating her asshole was as pleasurable as having it up her cunt. She knew men were real turned on at the idea of sticking their cocks in an asshole, especially in a beautiful girls’ like Barbara. It made her feel good that she gave so much pleasure to them.

Barbara knew exactly how she acted this past week. She had turned herself into a pure slut. But she didn’t view it that way. She like cock and sperm and any kinky sex that would turn her on. And she wasn’t about to stop. She wanted more and allot more. Most of what happened to Barbara was merely by chance. Now, she was planning how to continue getting what she wanted, desired and craved.

Barbara decided to head downtown tonight and go after what she desperately wanted. She had seen many prostitues hanging out on the streets, only now she was going to be one of them. Except she wasn’t looking for money, she just wanted a hard cock to satisfy her lust.

Barbara dressed herself in a short mini skirt and a short tight top, no bra, no panties. Her smooth creamy white legs were irresistible. She desperately wanted a man’s hand running up her soft thighs, under her skirt in search of her pantyless crotch. Her 21 year old breasts stood out from her chest even without a bra. Barbara was proud of her firm 38″ tits. And she liked have them fondled and her nipples pinched. She fixed her gorgeous blonde hair nicely in curls with it touching along her cheeks. It seemed to drive men wild when her blonde hair danced on their groins when Barbara sucked them off. She put on some make-up and slipped on her high heels. She was magnificent. No man in his right mind could resist the way she looked.

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January 1, 2008

What Now

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The deep bass throb of gangster rap as well as bright light washed over me as the boy that had moments earlier climbed from atop me swaggered from the room. As the door closed behind him muffling but not quite stifling the sounds of joviality and music my room was once more one of deep shadows and near silence. For a moment I maintained the position in which the boy had left me as together my breathing and the rapid thumping of my heart slowed. Then slowly my knees gave way and I sank face down onto the rumpled cum dampened sheet.

Slowly rolling onto my side and then onto my back a soft sigh, one more of contentment then of tiredness, issued from my cum coated lips. Aided by the thin sliver of light coming from beneath the closed door my eyes flitted about the filthy room. A room which over the past several months had become more of a home to me then my own had. In fact the room was so familiar to me that I not only knew where every discarded beer and whisky bottle was, but also where every half eaten piece of chicken and other assorted pieces of food had been careless tossed.

Absently I wondered how long I had been here and if it was dark out yet. Time has a way of going by exceedingly slow when one is in near darkness, especially when your alone. At other times though, times like when one or another of the boys had rutted atop me time had flown by all to quickly. For a fleeting moment I thought about turning on at least one of the three huge photographer lamps that had been pushed over near the painted over window. But then I thought why bother, after all that much light wasn’t needed.

Hours earlier though all three had shown brightly. Beneath their glare it had been as if I were lying beneath a tropical noon day sun. All hint of shadow or darkness had been obliterated thus making the squaller of the room as well as the lumpy smelly mattress upon which I lay stand out all the more starkly. But that was then and this was now.

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December 28, 2007

Shawn and Diesel

I’ve been traveling with Shawn Michaels and Big Daddy Cool Diesel. I’ve been putting on the super sexy act with them, being a cock tease. That night I share a hotel room with them and sat between Diesels’ long legs watching TV with Shawn lying next to us. Diesel wrapped his arms around my waist and started running his hands up and down my ribcage. He leans over and whispers in my ear, “You’ve been teasing us for the last couple of days.”

I just shrug and go on watching TV. Pretty soon Shawn gets up and puts his coat on then whispers something in Diesels’ ear and leaves. Diesel then leans down and starts to kiss up and down my neck. I can feel his goatee brushing along my neck. I love having my neck kissed so I arch it so he can reach it better. He knows this is turning me on so he continues. Finally, he whispers in my hear, “I want you to be Big Daddys’ little girl and Shawn wants you to be his as well. I know with the way you’ve been acting, you want us too.”

I just moan and nod. He reaches down and pulls the t-shirt I wear as a nightgown over my head and starts running his rough hands all up and down my chest.

I reached up and put my arms behind his head so my whole chest was exposed to him. He had me arch up my hips and reached down and pulled my panties off. He then let his hands wander all over my body. I can feel his huge erection pressing into the small of my back. He then started talking to me; “Outside the bedroom you will be an equal partner with us in every way. But inside the bedroom we are your Daddys and in charge. We will treat you like the slut we know you are and do what we know you like. If you want it slow and easy once in a while just say so. But we both know you like it rough and hard and we are the ones to give it to you, alright?”

I just nodded. By this time Shawn came back and Diesel nodded and Shawn smiled. He disposed of the shopping bags in the bathroom. He then stripped down to his underwear and disappeared back into the bathroom, returning a couple minutes later with a couple of towels, a big bowl of hot water and a washcloth. Diesel bent his legs and propped mine on top of his then spread them far apart, exposing my whole genital area.

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