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I was a little worried as I surveyed the situation…  Worried for my wife.  She and I had been discussing threesomes, and had decided that if the right scene came together, we’d act on our fantasy. My buddies Jason and Allan showed up at our cottage one sunny afternoon, and after a considerable amount of booze was consumed, the game was on.  I hadn’t considered the idea that I’d be the odd man out, but that didn’t worry me.  All it meant was that I’d get sloppy thirds instead of seconds.  What worried me however, was that Allan had always bragged about all the women he’d bumfucked, and I had no idea how big his fucking dick was.   Nicole and I had tried anal in the past, and regardless of how well we prepared, and or how slow we went, my average sized dick just wouldn’t fit in her tight little anus, but I knew that Allan would be determined, and that he would succeed in getting his thick cock into her petite pooper.  I was really concerned that she would end up with a very sore asshole.  I was even more worried that sore or not, she’d become addicted to having Allan’s big pecker up her ass, and would need it again, and again and…. 
ladyboylover123:  They know an anal virgin when they see one.. and you can feel their eyes stripping you down.  (via havahardt) Only in Vegas…  Somehow he’d ended up at a posh home with a couple of blondes in tow, only to discover that they were not what he thought they were.  The reality of the situation, he realized, was that tonight, he was going lose his anal virginity and give his very first blow job, and strangely, he was looking forward to both. 
A good husband understands that his wife may encounter situations where taking precautions may not be possible.
You guys go ahead.  I want to watch the basketball game.
Cathy’s Mom, Marge, gave in to the girls’ badgering and allowed herself to join in on the sex games.  Not surprisingly, when all was said and done, her years of experience shone through: She swallowed more cum than the other three combined.  Despite her age, she was still the Blow-Job Queen she had been when she and her late husband were dedicated swingers.
Generally I’m pretty happy with our situation.  My wife has a boyfriend she sees two or three times a week.  This has reinvigorated our sex life considerably… It was getting stale and unexciting, and that has definitely changed for the better. However, there are a couple of things that I’m not happy about, and they concern oral sex.  I can count on one hand the number of times my wife has sucked my cock in ten years of marriage.  When I asked her to blow me early on, before we were married, she refused, saying it was too dirty, too nasty.  The only times my cock has been in her mouth were when she was drunk, and the one time she remembered doing it, she gave me holy hell the next morning. What pisses me off is that she sucks her boyfriend off like a super-slut porn star.  She swallows his cum or lets him spray it all over her face.  When I confronted her about it, she told me that it was just too damn bad, that she was my wife and I was supposed to respect her and hold her up on a pedestal, while to him, she was just a cheating slut wife, and didn’t deserve his respect.  (He didn’t know, originally, that I knew about him… He thought she was cheating on me.  Somehow he found out, but she didn’t know that until I confronted her about sucking his cock).  The related thing that really, really pisses me off, is that he likes to send me pics, like the one above, ever since she told him that she won’t suck me off. One of these days, there’s going to be a confrontation.  I won’t be able to help myself, and there will be some stressed out people, including me, when I tell her that she’s gonna have to find herself a new boyfriend.  If he makes a fuss about it, I’ll have to hurt him.  
milkthatcock:  There’s a voyeuristic quality to this photo that I really like.  As if we’re standing on the sidewalk in front of their suburban home at about 11:30PM, looking through the window into a dimly lit den, where we find Anita Fredricksson, stay at home mom of three elementary school aged children who everyone knew had modeled with the Ford Agency when she was in college, standing behind her accountant husband George, who’s head was on the floor, ass was in the air, as Anita’s hands gripped his hips, pulling him firmly onto what we would have to think was her strap-on, judging by George’s agonized facial expression.  We can not hear them, but we see Anita’s mouth moving, and the set of her jaw as well as her overall countenance clearly indicate that she is speaking very sternly to her husband as her hips thrust into his upturned ass again and again, and her full B cup tits jiggle with each impact of her hips with his buns.  We stand transfixed watching this suburban couple seemingly living one of our kinkiest fantasies.  Anita randomly spanks one of her husband’s buns so sharply we are amazed we can’t hear it from the street.  She clearly is enjoying possessing a cock that never falters, because even well after her husband had reared up and tensed, with an astonished look on his face, and through the shadows we were pretty sure we’d seen a glimmer of white squirt from his loins, before collapsing back onto the floor in defeat, Anita continued to methodically hump her husband.  Just before she stops she appears to become more animated, and we wonder if she has managed to achieve orgasm, but her body language remains very much in control, so we are uncertain.  What we are certain about, is after she pushes him off her latex cock, and unbuckles the harness, she easily flips him onto his back, straddles him, and clearly settles blissfully onto his face.  His head and her presumably naked pussy are concealed by shadows, but her face leaves no doubt that she is taking oral pleasure from him.  After we watch her enjoy a few orgasms, we begin to get the feeling that this part of the show will last a very long time, and we move onwards, wherever we were going, we can’t remember any more.  As we walk, we think back to Anita’s impressive wardrobe which we’ve seen her in hundreds of times at school, at soccer games, at the grocery store.  We had always admired her slim, strong looking body with curves obviously in all the right places, but now we consider many of the items in her wardrobe in a different light.  Her leather skirts, her stiletto heeled knee high black leather boots, how we’ve often thought the top she had concealed under a jacket might be a corset, and we also think about how unquestioningly George always obeys her rather curt commands in public.  We realize we have a Female Led Relationship in our midst, and we wonder why we hadn’t realized it before. bihappy:
I didn’t see Sammy, my wife’s lover, for several weeks after the evening that Wendy convinced him that she wanted to see him fuck me.  She, of course, was still spending several evenings a week at his place, getting her pussy and ass plowed regularly, while I stayed at home, incredibly horny, but still standing by my promise that I wouldn’t masturbate until she gave me permission to come. She told me that our bisexual coupling had made an impression on Sammy, and that he was no longer as flip about people’s sexuality, and that she thought he could be persuaded to fuck me again.  
Come on!  Quit stalling…  I told you if you gave me an orgasm every time you fuck me, we’d be fine, but that little wiener of yours is so pathetically useless, you hardly ever make me come.   I warned you that you wouldn’t like it, but now I’m going to be the one doing the fucking, and I won’t be worrying about the condition of your sore little asshole or anything else until I’ve had at least a couple of good orgasms.
“Why didn’t I do this sooner,
Don’t just sit there and stare, you little slut, get over here and lick my sweaty asshole while I fuck your simpering husband.
You like?  They’re a lot bigger than my sister’s little titties, aren’t they?  Come here and feel them…  I won’t tell her.
(via secksfreeq, m-gameboy2) Our girlfriend told us how much she and her husband enjoyed pegging, so… Pegging.  It’s where you get your tight butts up in the air and we slide our ’“cocks” right into your assholes. Anyway, they had a lot of fun doing it, so Trish and I decided that we’d peg you guys tonight instead of going to the movies.  Don’t worry, we’ll be gentle with you.  Hee hee… 
You’re not man enough to take me on.  I don’t care if you do have an eight inch cock, it’ll be a shrivelled up little stump when I’m done with you.
Damn you, Bryan, you disobedient little prick!  I see that honour, as in honour system means nothing to you.  Go and get the cage.  Go!  I’m locking you up for a long, long time.
milkthatcock:  “Sweetie, I KNOW you hate it when I prance around naked showing off the little baby-bump that Robert gave me, but it’s time you learned to accept it.  We’ve always talked about how much we want to have a family, and when we learned that you are impotent, I told you I still wanted to have a baby, so of course I had to go find a source of sperm elsewhere, what did you expect?  Oh, and Baby, it’s kinda hard for me to explain this clearly, but now that I’m pregnant, and I know it wasn’t your penis that fertilized me, I just don’t have any interest in your penis right now.  It’s probably just the hormones or something.  But I’m SO horny.  Could you lay down on your back on the bed so I can sit on your face for a while?  I just can’t stop thinking about Robert’s virile, baby-making cock, and it makes me SO horny!  Can you stick your tongue out a little farther Sweetie?  Yeahhhhhh, that’s what I need….” 
Things are heating up…  I’ll let them get a little hotter before I join them…  I’m sure he’s going to enjoy having my cock up his ass while he fucks my girlfriend.
My wife, just a little pensive, as I take her photo.  She had been looking out the window, watching her lover drive off down the street.  She would have liked him to stay longer.
I’m sorry to hear that your wife has been ill, Reverend.  I guess you’ve been going without, eh?  I thought so.  Those black slacks don’t do much to hide your erection.  You have a big one, don’t you? I’d ask you to stay, but Danny’s just picked the kids up at school and is on his way home.  Why don’t you stop by again tomorrow about eleven and we’ll have a little prayer meeting… or something.
Don’t be shy…  Come over here.  Right here…  I want you to smell it.  Yeah, take a sniff.  Have a little lick.  Doesn’t that married pussy smell and taste good?  Doesn’t it make your dick harder than all that teenaged snatch you’ve had lately?  Take it out, I want to see how hard it is before you slide it into my cheating married cunt.
He’s having the same problem I have.  Once I start sliding my hard cock between my wife’s big soft titties, it’s almost inevitable that a gushing orgasm will ensue.  We can see by his expression that he’s trying to hold off just a little bit longer, but it’s not working.  He’s gonna come!