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girly to the last drop

alright lets begin this story by telling you abit about my self. My name is Dominick but my actual girl name is Jessica, im 18, short, skinny, blue eyes, long brown hair, big butt, and a 5-6 in cock (unfortunately). Ive always felt as if i were born wrong and should have been a women all my life. I never doubts in my mind so lets begin the story of how i became Jessica.
I was only 12 years old and my parents still thought i needed a babysitter, I had no brothers or sisters (what a shame), only my cousins that lived right next to us and every day that my parents had to leave they would always show up. Dont get me wrong i liked my cousins very much but sometimes when i went to bed i heard awful noises coming from their bedroom and me as a curious boy would get up sometimes and peek through the hole, boy was i getting exited, then i would here them get up and i would run to my room and fake asleep.
the next mourning my parents still weren’t back, i decided to go downstairs to make a bowl of cereals for me. Before i escalated the stairs i saw the bedroom door opened, i peeked in as a little curious bow i am, they were still sleeping. I sneaked by them and when i got to their wardrobe i saw things that a 12 year old boy wouldn’t normally see. I saw bras, panties, i even saw tampons!! Well i was so intrigued by this i decided to try them on right there, i forgot they were still sleeping, but they would wake up soon. I had just enough time to put on the panties, half the bra on, and some makeup when they bolted out of their bed, when they saw me their immediate reaction was to kick me out. Ive never been so humiliated in my life but let me tell you it was an amazing feeling.
I turned 16 now, grown man should you think well not really by 16 i was now called Jessica for my feminine ways and clothes. At school, i was wearing my all time favorite mini skirt, some nylons, my pink thong panties (i love those) and i was wearing a white blouse and under was wearing a black push up bra, my makeup i did and was wearing a wig of course and all the accessories, i was even wearing tampons! and at night i would slip into my pj’s and go to sleep, but little did i know this night was gonna be wild.
It seemed like a usual night, went to sleep early to get up late the next mourning, my parents were out no need for a babysitter anymore. i had slipped in my pjs already and was ready to go sleep, when i heard the phone ring. It was my cousins (by the way i forgot to mention my cousins are jennifer and Stephanie, jen was 18 at the time and steph was 17) they wanted to come over to watch a movie, i wasn’t getting any sleep so i let them in. We started to watch this movie and it was odd, it wasn’t an ordinary movie, i realized a few seconds later this was a gay porn movie. I got up to close it but as i got up, they both grabbed me (i wasn’t strong at the time.) and they put shoved me in my room and locked the door behind them. I was now locked in my girly room with my 2 cousins. They had brought a bag with them i didn’t know what it was, one had brought a knife. They forced me to watch the movie and at some point the man was tied and raped by 2 girls, my cousins whispered to themselves and executed the scene in the movie but this time i was the “man” getting raped. They had tied me to the bed, (i was naked they used the knife to cut my clothing off), they had tied me so good i couldn’t move any of my arms or legs or anything for that matter. Out of the bag came as i would call it 2 fake penises also called 2 “strap ons”, little did i know i was gonna get raped by my 2 cousins. I was flipped the other way and they began their work. Shouting every 2 seconds.
-how does if feel to have a big cock in your ass eh? you like it little bitch!
-cmon suck on that big cock you slut!
-you like getting fucked by 2 big cocks eh? cmon fuck them harder! don’t you like cocks?( i did indeed like cock but not this way)
I was begging and crying my eyes out to make them stop but they wouldn’t listen and continue going harder every time i asked them to stop. My ass was on fire since i never had sex before this was my first time. I was screaming to be released but that was no use because i let out one scream and one of em shoved my panties in a bunch and shoved in my mouth. I would still try to scream but nothing would come out. They stopped after 1 hour of rape and torture, and notice i had pissed on my bed and shat my self when they came back from the bathroom, they had only taken out their strap ons and both of them blurted out
-i need to take a piss
Of course they took off their panties and kneeled down and a long stream of piss landed right in my mouth, i was forced to swallow it all without missing one drop. They later cleaned me up, they brought me some clothes such as a bra and panties but these were strange only later when i was wearing them they had pissed all over them, and they actually shat in my panties. This wasn’t the end, i was brought to the near by park only wearing my pissed drenched bra and my shitful panties, only to see at least 10 guys holding their big monster cocks in their hands, yet again i was forced to fuck them, suck them swallowing their cum (this was my first time doing so) and of course they pissed on me and i later ran home took a shower and finally went back to sleep.

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A Happy Couple

Erin has asked me to write a little something here about the two of us and our life together.
To be honest, I can’t.
Not because I’m lazy, you understand. No, it’s because beyond a certain point, it’s really hard to explain everything that went in to the two of us getting married. And that’s what’s really the most interesting thing about all this. That’s why you’re reading this, isn’t it? To read the touching, warm, wonderful story about how we met, and fell in love and decided we wanted to be with each other for the rest of our lives. To find out what it was that made us decide to take this leap.
But I’ll be honest with you: I don’t particularly enjoy looking back on everything it took to get to this point. A lot of it was really tough. All worth it, of course. Every minute of it. We dug our feet in quite often, determined that all the hard stuff didn’t matter, ultimately, because we loved each other enough to figure it out, to make it work. To figure out how to spend the rest of our lives together.
As much as the prelude really tells the story, the exciting part of the story of the two of us – from my perspective, anyway – has been knowing that because of all of that work, we’re able to tackle each day as a couple. Doing so makes getting through this life that much more enriching and exciting for me.
I can’t explain that to you alone, because it wouldn’t have happened without both of us working on it together. So me telling that story by myself is impossible. It leaves out Erin’s side of things completely. Without Erin, there is no story, you see. There is no “us.” There is no “rest of my life.”
But Erin has stubbornly refused to work on this with me, so I’ll give it a shot.
Erin and I have been dating for a couple years now. We met while we were working together on a blog called Chicagoist. I was writing about music and movies, and Erin was writing about food. Since we were working online, we mostly corresponded via e-mail in the beginning, often in group threads discussing story ideas with the other writers. The first time I felt compelled to e-mail just her was when she did this post on pazckis and was getting a bruisin’ from commenters on the site. I e-mailed her to tell her that they oughta get stuffed. She agreed.
It’s impossible to overestimate how quickly we became friends after that. It honestly scared the crap out of me. Like that scene in The Matrix where Keanu suddenly realizes “I know kung-fu…” Having a conversation with Erin in person for the first time was like that. I felt like I instantly knew who she was, and what she was all about, and how much the two of us had in common.
The first time we met, I hugged her before I’d said as much as hello. First time we met: Hug. Now, we had talked over e-mail and IM several times prior to that. But still, it was a little cart-before-the-horse to be hugging someone I just met. Luckily, this didn’t seem to bother her that much. Later, she would tell me it felt natural. (Let’s face it, I’m a pretty good hugger.)
This meeting was during a brunch for Chicagoist writers at Wishbone on Lincoln Avenue. We were seated at a really long table of 15 people. We sat at the same end of the table, and I made a big effort to talk to a lot of people other than Erin so I wouldn’t seem like a total doofus. I was probably only moderately successful.
The next time we hung out together was during a Chicagoist reader Happy Hour at a now-closed bar called My Bar on Addison and Ashland. That night was fraught with problems. Some weird dude stole some of the prizes we were giving to readers. There was this reddish-colored cocktail that was getting everybody loaded. Erin slipped and fell on her butt. But all through that night, I just kept thinking “I really want to be friends with this person forever.”
We spent untold amounts of bandwith sending each other e-mails and IMs, talking about everything from music, to current events to just general bullshit. We also went to several concerts together, had several drinks together and helped each other through a lot. Does this make us different from other couples? No, probably not.
More than anything though, I think this is the thesis that has guided me and Erin through our entire relationship: “I just really want to be friends with this person forever.” I’m not sure either of us really knew what that was going to mean other than this: We knew we had to figure out a way to be a part of each other’s lives, because now that we knew this other person was out there, if we didn’t it would always feel like something was missing. Like Keanu going “Wait…I’m pretty sure I knew a martial art…I forget which one, but…woah.”
So I could tell you about a bunch of other stuff from our relationship like when we went to Memphis and saw Al Green and ate the best cheeseburger in the country. Or the time she met most of my college friends and I became convinced they liked her better than me. Or going to roller derby together. Or how every year on Valentine’s Day we go to White Castle. Or how going to a half-empty bar and shooting the shit with Erin is my favorite thing to do.
I could tell you all those things, but the story pretty much begins and ends with Erin and me.
We’re the rest of each other’s lives together. And that’s all that matters.
– Scott
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This is Scott. He is 33-years old and the Web Editor of Time Out Chicago magazine. Born in Lansing, Ill., he cites his years attending college in Ohio as his most formative, and his years since, living in Chicago, as his most enriching. In that time, he’s worked as a tech support rep and a supervisor at a runaway youth hotline. He’s also written for the local culture blog Chicagoist (where he engaged in a public feud with ’80s rocker Richard Marx, which was later immortalized in a YouTube video), freelanced for Metromix and Centerstage Chicago, and has been a commentator on Chicago Tonight, WGN Radio 720, and Filmspotting, a film review podcast. In his spare time, Scott enjoys comic books (especially Superman), whiskey, the oeuvre of Queen, Wii, The Faces, and the Atlantic Rhythm and Blues boxed set.
Oh, and Erin.
This is Erin. She is 32-years-old and the Director of Community Development for FohBoh.com, a B2B social networking site. Erin is a short, liberal Irish-Catholic from Joliet, Ill. who spent her college years in Peoria, Ill., before moving to Chicago. For good. Now that she has spent almost a decade living here, after a few cocktails she has a tendency to unleash a flood of “dis, dat, dem, dere, dos” onto the unsuspecting eardrum. Erin’s blog, Lose the Buddha, has appeared in O Magazine, the New York Times, the Wall Street Journal, the Chicago Tribune, Women’s Health, Women’s Day Weekly as well as Web sites such as MSBNC.com and Lifescript. She’s been on Good Morning America and WGN-AM radio, too. In 2005, her first, and at this rate last, book, Tales from the Scale, was published and lots of nice people bought it and said nice things about it. She has been blogging since God was a boy.
In her spare time, Erin enjoys running, cooking, scotch, and obsessing.
Oh, and Scott.
Erin and Scott live in the Roscoe Village neighborhood, where they are allowed to live because they own a dog. Her name is Glin, and she is a golden retriever. This is her. She likes chasing her ball, pig ears, licking your feet, eating grass and puking it up, and barking for no reason.
Glin is the one creature in Erin and Scott’s lives who is really ticked that she’s not attending the wedding.

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Gay Cousin Sex

Okay here’s my story my cousin comes in from out of town
every couple times a year to visit and he usally
will sleep over at my house one evry time he visit so this one time he sleep over at my house he where
watching tv down stares and we disided to go to bed so we did but there was only one bed open and that was
my bed because why parents and other brother where sleeping inthe other two beds we had so anyways me
and my cousin both sleeped in my bed and we were talking about like how many blow jabs and stuff we got by
girls and stuff and he asked if I wanted to Jack off with him and I didn’t think nothing of it so I said yes and he
started to jack off then after awhile he grabed my dick and started to give me a hand job and it felt amazing so
he told me to gave his and do the same so I did and after a while we bout jizzed over eachothers hands and
we just cleaned up and stuff then we just layed there and though how amazing that felt then he asked if he
asked if I wanted him to blow my cock and I was not gay and still not I’m bi so anyways I said yes because I
wanted to know how it felt so he gave me one and it also felt amazing he gave me it for like a half hour and I
finally jizzed all in his mouth and he eat it all and he said it taste soo good so that mad me really horny and I
started to blow his dick and after about ten minutes be cam in my mouth and it also tasted really good I think
and then we rimed eachother and cum sweaped in eachothers mouths and I got so caught up in the moment
and I asked him if ge could bang me in the ass and he said hell ya and by the way his cock is huge it like 12
inches long so he put it in my nice and slow and I started to moan so loud and then he finally got his hole dick
in my and started to really bang me and I loved evey bit of it it was the best feeling of my life so he fucked me
for about one hour and he jizzed in me and then after awhile he finally pulled out and I started to bang him
and he said it was the best feeling of his life also then after I cam in him I pulled out and we just sat there for
like a hour just thinking how great that felt and then the next day we got up and the sheets were soaked and
we went down stares and all we felt was all the cum running down our legs and it was the best felling ever and
he’s been back like four times a year an we been doing the samething for about two years now and everytine it gets better
and better!! This is just so it hits the 5000 word mark doesn’t
count torward the story sorry about this..
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Just Another Day at the Beach

One day my three friends invited me to have a girls day out at the beach. Was guessing it was going to be lesbian foursome. So I went along with it. We all met up at a department store parking lot and we all got into my friend, Molly’s car and drove down to the beach.
We arived at the beach. We got undressed and put on our bikinis. We helped each other put on sun tan. We went out for a swim and played a little volly ball. We also layed on the sand.
A life guard came over and asked me my name. I played along with and told him my name. His name was Buddy. We shared some stories and had a few laughs for a while. Until he kind of went into the stage of trying to fuck me. I was still at the stage of having a good time. He walked me into the life guard tower and show me what was in it. I told him about this problem I had and asked how to fix it. Unaware while I was looking out the window and he was explaining he pulled down my panties. I felt a sense of pleasure and something rubbing against my pussy. I leaned backward to his chest. He slowly inserted his cock and started to hump slowly. I was in so much pleasure until that very moment. He got a little faster. I was feeling more pleasure. He layed me one the table. Just then Molly came in. I got off the table and started talking to Molly. Buddy randomly pulled down here panties and started to lick here pussy. Molly tried to pull away but Buddy started to insert his cock into Molly. Molly wasn’t enjoying this one bit. Getting fucked randomly? Molly pulled away, grabbed my hand and we left.
After Molly was in a sequence of sex she didn’t want to happen, we decided to go back to our friends. We told every one what just happened. You know that doesn’t happen everyday.
Later I looked over at two of my friends. They were wispering and looking at me and Molly. I just rolled over onto my stomach. Then my hands were tied up and my mouth was covered by a bandana. They also tied up Molly up too.
After me and Molly were tied up, my two other friends said “let’s have a little fun with you two.” Then they took off our bikinis and panties. They rapped a chain around Molly’s pussy. My friend rubbed a vibrator against Molly’s pussy and she started to squirt. My friend pulled out of the freezer three ice cream bars with a chocolate shell around it. My friend started softly rubbing them against Molly’s body. She lick commonly and kept rubbing it against Molly’s body. The shell started to break and the ice cream was rubbed Molly’s body. Ice cream and chocolate where all over Molly. She took out the second one and rubbed it against Molly’s pussy smearing ice cream and chocolate over it. She then inserted the ice cream bar into molly’s pussy. Molly’s pussy was covered with ice cream. My friend untied Molly’s mouth. She then took off her panty and layed her pussy on top of Molly’s mouth. Molly started to lick her pussy. My friend got so pleasured that she started to cum on Molly’s face. After that they rubbed the chain against her pussy. They then looked over at me. Was it my turn?
They started to walk over to me with smiles on their faces. They were holding two black bags. I was wondering whats inside them. She started to lick my stomach all the way down to my pussy. My other friend started to rub my stomach and started to play with my belly button ring. I stared at her’s for a few moments. It was much prettier than mine. Her’s was a diamond with a chain of diamonds get smaller to the end.
One of my friends reached into the bag and pulled out a knife and started softly rubbing the side of the blade on my stomach. The blade was cold. She stuck the handle of the knife into my pussy and started to move it in and out. She took it out and softly rubbed the blade against my pussy. I was scared. The sharp, cold blade felt a bit pleasurable.
She than pulled out a M9 handgun and slowly rubbed it against my stomach. She slowly brought it down to my pussy and started to rub against my pussy. She rubbed some oil onto my pussy and made sure it was oily. They stood me up and said “lets have your pussy polish my gun.” Open up my pussy lips and placed the gun under my pussy making sure the pussy lips were around the gun.They then started to rub my pussy against the making it shiny and polished. I felt a lot of pleasure. I was getting an orgasm. I had to let it out. Cum poured out of my pussy onto the gun.
After that the layed me back on the ground. They untied my mouth. She brought her pussy and sat it right in front of my mouth. I looked at it. It was pierced and the pussy lips were kinda loose. As she said to Molly, she told me to lick it. (sorry I didn’t mention that earlier.) I started to lick her pierced pussy. I licked the piercing a couple of times. She was really getting an orgasm. Meanwhile my other friend was rubbing oil on her pussy. She came over and rested her pussy on my stomach rubbing it back and forth. My stomach was getting all oily she move down to my pussy and started rubbing her pussy against mine.
My friend picked up her gun. She licked it a few ties and stated rubbing it against her breasts. She then put the gun near my mouth. She told me to lick it and suck it like I’m giving a blowjob. I felt turned on by this in some way.
They then licked my pussy a few times and put a vibrator on my pussy that made me squirt a lot. They then layed Molly on top of me and chained our pussies together.
After the day was over they untied us. We just smiled as if it were a joke and drove on home.

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wonderfull water adventure

10 years into our marriage and the sex was non existent . Don’t get me wrong I loved Maggie but we got into our rut and drifted apart sexually , sure we played the happy family role but me turning 40 and becoming addicted to internet porn ignited a flame inside. On one of my wanking sessions I stumbled across one of those affair sites and decided to create an account .
Browsing around I noticed one woman whose photo was of her squatting over her toilet naked with her face blurred out . Immediately my cock went into overdrive and to my surprise she was from the same town as me . I emailed her my details etc, and asked if she fancied a cheat date .All night my mind raced with images of the squatting lady pissing all over me my boner ached for her.
Next day when I got to my email there was a reply from vixen , she said she loves fucking married men the idea of any woman having something she can’t is ridiculous . She told me she is a nymphomaniac and wants me tonight she sent her number . Rushing to my pocket for my phone I started to fumble around with numbers trying desperately to ring her . After 6 rings she picked up.
”Hello Jeff ”she said ”Ive been expecting your call’ ‘.Her voice sounded so dirty , I asked her where we could meet and she had a motel booked already I got the address and time and after a few naughty comments she hung up.
As 7 o clock approached I arrived at the motel I was becoming nervous the realisation of the situation was starting to take over . Number 5 I spoke quietly to myself as I tapped on the door. Vixen answered and my word was she such an erotic creature .Her face was one of average beauty but with a look of pure lust and sex kitten eyes . Her shoulder length dirty blond hair casually styled and a sensual red figure hugging dress made my cock spring to life. Without warning she grabbed the back off my head and started to kiss me , her tongue probed my mouth she was biting my lip sucking my tongue it was the most amazing kiss I ever had .”Now that’s out of the way , take off your pants ”she said with cheeky smile .
Vixen lay on the bad as I removed my shoes and pants , she had her bare feet pointing suggestively at the end of the bed .”Crawl to mammy and worship my fee” where the exact words to me . At this point im overcome with lust I crawl over and start to suck vixens toes licking her petite feet with golden painted toenails . Licking her underfoot flicking my tongue between her toes ,she seemed to get really aroused , gently moaning to herself as she rubbed her pussy . I slowly began to lick up the inside of her leg until I got to her pussy .Without any panties on I probed out her clit and gently began sucking it and flicking it , within minutes she was writhing around the bed , I continued licking faster faster as I fingered her wet pussy without warning it happened . A big gush splashed off my face and into my mouth vixen had squirted all over me as she roared herself to an almighty climax . I could barely believe how much pussy juice came out before I knew it vixen was licking my face wanting to tasted her on cum. She was like a wild cat now, she pulled my throbbing cock from my briefs and began to suck my off….now im 8 inches erect and this girl was swallowing my whole shaft her tongue licking my head as she jerked me off . After 10 minutes of heaven I shot my wad of cum into her mouth , she then French kissed me with my sperm and demanded I swallow. By now I was ready to do anything vixen wanted …… she told me to get on my knees and spread my ass cheeks .I was a little concerned but did as instructed . Feeling her tongue press against my asshole was a sensation I will never forget it was wildly arousing ….. after licking and probing my butt hole with her tongue she inserted a finger in , my god this was heaven . Vixen told me this is the best way to get any man rock hard . As I stood up she thrust herself on me wrapping her legs around my waist as I impaled her with my cock which was by now like a police truncheon . she bounced and thrust on top of me like woman possessed , we had an awesome rhythm going each time we pulled back we would both meet on cue with a thrust forward . I could feel my cock stretch her womb as I filled it with my hot jizz as we came simultainiously .
After a couple of minutes vixen pulled me by my limp cock to the bathroom and instructed me to lie down , she then positioned her pussy over my face in squatting pose as she sterted to piss .The hot golden liquid splashed over my face the aroma the taste I was euphoric . Vixen then explained that’s her way of showing her dominance marking her territory as it where . She gave me a 9 out of 10 and told me nobody ever got over 7 , and that she would bring me to a 10 as she slowly pushed her middle finger up her ass . Removing her finger she ran it under her nose inhaled deeply …..and stuck it in my mouth , I began sucking her finger the aroma th taste …….. where has this woman been all my life . please comment this is my first story would like some constructive criticism

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Il sogno diventa realtĂ 

Il racconto narra di un uomo e una donna che hanno una relazione cibernetica, e di un ipotetico loro incontro, dopo che da tempo reprimevano le reciproche pulsioni per timore di rovinare l’amicizia. Incontro che forse diventer? reale. Narra di quando un giorno l’uomo prende l’iniziativa e si dichiara, ed esplodono entrambi in un turbinio di erotica passione, appagando tutti i desideri repressi da troppo tempo. Il racconto ? a tratti romantico, a tratti erotico, ? esplicito e coinvolgente pur non essendo mai volgare.-

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A Hard Day at School 2

A Hard Day at School 2
I wrote Part 1 several years ago. For the skeptics 95% of the story is true, save for the names. Also I provided no reliable information regarding the type of school, although, from context, it was a college. Nor did I provide information regarding location, subject matter (although reference to lab, is a clue). I think, write (& type) fast. I also tend to tell a stories in ‘ a semi stream of consciousness’ technique. [“… stream of consciousness is a narrative mode that seeks to portray an individual’s point of view by giving the written equivalent of the character’s thought processes, either in a loose interior monologue, or in connection to his or her actions.”www.answers.com/main/ntquery?s=stream+of+consciousness+technique]. I will try in the future to format paragraphs and punctuation etc. for easier reading. I hope readers will have a little patience. Narrative writing is different from technical writing I will try to learn … in advance .. Thanks …Depraved
As for my choice of vocabulary: sex, scum- No apology … take a time machine and travel back in time .. this is how we talked: so TS.
To recap part I, I fucked 4 girls. I am into ‘totally natural, depraved, perverted, animalistic, primitive unsanitary sex.’ I don’t want a girl to smell like soap and perfume, I want the scent of sex and all of her body—any part of her body. I fucked Sharon in the lab in her twat, dirty asshole and mouth. She her period during when I ate our her sex then fucked her. My mouth and cock was coated with spit, cunt juice, menstrual blood, brown from her ass and my own scum. To say the least I was very damp and scented in my groin. Sharon licked me clean.
I went to my office and found the two Linda’s –we went back to Linda C’s apartment and the three of us cunt and ass fucked. We did the same thing as a threesome as Sharon and I did, but neither girl got their period. (Too bad). The more discharge we had from our bodies, the hotter we became: spit, sweat, cunt juice, scum, and ass slime.
Later, back in my office, I fucked Polly. She knew, I had Sharon, and the two Linda’s before her. Our sex was less intense but still dirty. Polly couldn’t miss the beautiful filthy, scent, sight and wetness in my groin. It seemed to turn her on and simply told me she was available for me and be able to do her any time under any circumstances. She didn’t care if I fucked other girls as long as I did her too.
Non-essential update: Sharon and I eventually got married. We had a ‘very’ open marriage. Interestingly, we never told one another what we did with others.
My sexual activities at school continued as usual. Some of my girlfriends I would ‘hook-up with (a contemporary expression), would be at my school office, their homes or apartments, motels, or the downstairs office in our home. Sharon knew about my ‘home’ encounters.’ I would tell her:” ….is coming over tonight, we are spending a few hours downstairs.” Of course when I came up to the bedroom, I reeked of spit, piss, shit, and male and female cum. I would get into bed and we would either fuck or just hold each other. Sharon never asked questions or wanted to know what I had done.
Together we regularly attended private swinging parties….so we would see each other fucking others on a regular basis. This was a ‘turn on’ to both of us and we would usually fuck real hard after we left swinging parties. In as much as ‘swinging’ is so common, (& thus uninteresting) I won’t relate any of these experiences.
Plato’s Retreat would not open up until the mid-70’s …Sharon and I never went, but many of my other girlfriends and I were regulars … but that is another story.
The start of a Threesome
I will relate a not-extremely-hot encounter Sharon, I and one of my student’s Nan-cie. Nan-cie was about 5’6”, beautifully shaped body, good full size tits, blond, both on top and bottom. Of course, given the time period (early 70’s full hairy blond groin —and really blond.) Nan-cie and I had several private encounters. Many at my ‘home-office’ in mornings or early afternoon. [By the way Sharon worked at the same college, but in an administrative position. Thus she had fixed hours: 9 to 5).] Nan-cie had a boyfriend and so an evening encounter with her was not possible. If Nan-cie and I would have had an office evening meeting, I would have told Sharon, but in this case: no necessity. Basically I had many daytime encounters with no necessity of disclosure. It was an accepted fact.
Nan-cie and told me during one of our copulations that one of her top fantasies was to have a girl, tongue fuck, that is to say, really french her ass, while she was fucking. Obviously, Nan-cie would be ‘on top’ and her partner on bottom. I loved it. I told her, I could ask Sharon if she would like to fulfill her fantasy. Sharon readily agreed. Plans were made to go to my 120 farm in a rural section of the North East US for a “sex weekend.” ..
Now the trip up from the metro area was a thing it itself. DWI laws were practically non-existent. The three (Nan-cie made some lame excuse to her boyfriend about a weekend conference she had to attend) of us drove up, drinking, masturbating, making out … etc. As the driver, I was not as ‘pleasured’ as much of the girls were doing themselves. I heard moaning and groaning .. etc. But to their credit, every few minutes one of would come around my seat (I had a Van) and put their wet lips on my cock, try to swap spit with me, put their cum and ass ooze covered fingers in my mouth … I cannot say driving was ‘easy.’
At the Farm
We arrived at my farm late in the evening. The three of us were very tired (5 hr drive), and half drunk (by today’s standards: probably if caught: incarcerated for life). The three of us jumped naked into my King Size bed. (I know a basic farmhouse .. but one very large main bedroom: not bad for a mid 1800’s home). The three of us wanted to at least have a basic fuck. So the girls did a complete Lesbo act, (without ass licking), I got my full hard cock and managed to get my scum into both twats, with all of us attaining orgasmic bliss. The three of us immediately fell to sleep.
The Next Morning
Now the action starts. None of us have taken showers. We are dirty and smelly from the day before. I wake up imagining Nan-cie being on top of me, with my boner deep in her twat, and all of her juices drowning me. Something I have not said before (but implied): I cannot let beautiful, dirty, filthy warm girl piss to go down the drain. Both Sharon and Nan-cie had to piss. No problem! … I first brought pulled Sharon’s cunt to my mouth. She said “I have to piss bad.” My response… piss … Now she had pissed in my mouth before, in many of our encounters. At first, she did not make the connection. …but now something clicked. She knew that piss in my mouth and me frenching it back to her was probably the greatest aphrodisiac I could have. She brought her pissed filled pussy right over my mouth and let out a stream of golden nectar. I could feel my cock getting harder. But I really wanted Nan-cie’s piss. The thrill of the forbidden … I had drank piss from her sex before ..and it was always explosively orgasmic. Not only did I want her piss in my mouth and drink her warm flow , but to french Sharon with it and have enough to french Nan-cie as well. I hope she had enough piss to continue. She did. While still pissing slid down my chest, stomach and to my groin and still pissing impaling herself on my rigid boner. Our bodies were now entwined, coated with sweat and sticky slimy piss. I was in sexual paradise.
I will say one thing for Sharon ..she would get off … but she knew the main attraction was Nan-cie and myself really going extreme. Sharon would get right into it. I could not see her, but from Nan-cie’s moans, the movement of Sharon’s head and hearing the suction coming from Sharon’s mouth, I new she was not just rimming Nan-cie, but tongue fucking and slurping out any slime she could from Nan-cie’s shit hole. When Sharon came around to kiss Nan-cie and I she had a light coating of brown goo all over her mouth and face. Nan-cie devoured Sharon face. Her mouth was dripping with spit and she was tongue cleaning Sharon’s entire face. I was up doing the same thing. The taste and scent put Nan-cie and I both over the edge simultaneously.—our bodies convulsed in ecstasy I shot my cum into her twat, while Nan-cie was grinding on my groin while reaching down to Sharon’s cunt with her hand and bringing her to orgasm too.
In comparison to what we just did the rest of the weekend was relatively uneventful. I took the girls to tour the mountains and lakes in the area. Every now and then we would stop for some oral sex a quick fuck. We had a pretty good fuck a that evening before going to sleep. The girls got into a pretty good lesbo action, with a lot of ass and twat licking —I got off one more time with Nan-cie … a rather regular sex, although I did shove my fingers up her slimy ass and be both gave them a good licking during our climax … The next day … we left to go home. Nan-cie remained one of my regular girlfriends.

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