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I have wanted to tell this story for a long time now. And with football season about to start again I just have to get it out. It was last year in November during an Oakland Raiders game. I was sitting drinking a beer when this drop dead gorgeous blonde walked down my aisle. I tried to make eye contact and she gave me the ol′ “not if you were the last man on Earth” look down her nose.

Well that made me want her even more and so I stared at her perfectly round ass that swayed in a short dress with each step. As she turned I saw her huge boobs were barely contained by the low dress and I wondered what in the world was she doing here? I got all my buddies to check her out and agree she would be one hell of a hot fuck.

The next thing you know she is standing at the front rail leaning forward giving us all a good look at the shape of her ass and the thong splitting her nice round cheeks. She was leaning forward to show off those big boobs! And half the stadium was watching them instead of the game including my friends and me.

I got a brainstorm (in the head between my legs) and said “let′s go down there” to my buddies. She was much too caught up in the attention to notice us surrounding her. In fact she hardly noticed me grinding (more…)

I love Sundays. I love simple sunny slow sexy Sundays. I especially love simple sunny slow sensuous shaving anal sex on Sundays. So this Sunday was right up my street!

I was lying back naked on the warm crumpled bed with the sun streaming in through the window. My legs were wide apart and my handsome lover was beside me gently shaving my open cunt. After the exertions of the last week and the departure of Sue back home it was time to enjoy and evaluate the three way relationship that Tony Vicky and I had forged. Vicky was lying beside me slowly massaging my sensitive tits.

I had rung her about half ten and invited her down for coffee. She had asked me what we intended doing all day.

Fuck all I replied emphatically

Do you mind if I do fuck all with you?

Not at all but we may do it at least half a dozen times. Will you be able to cope with that?

Only half a dozen?

She arrived five minutes later with a carrier bag full of stuff. Tony immediately assumed it was food!

That s alright Vicky darling. We do have milk and bread in you know he said as he opened the door.

Pillock she replied I ve (more…)

Welcome to my world. I am jack sly. Charmer trickster and renovator. The one with the awesome power to bring about change no matter where he is. That s me in a nutshell. A tall good-looking black man in his early thirties. I am currently the athletic director at bruno college a small private four-year technical college located in central oregon. Bruno college was the first place to hire me after i got my masters degree in business administration from the prestigious boston university the year before. I ve been looking for a job in sports management but they re hard to come by. I didn t have a long list of contacts. I did play college basketball a while ago but i wasn t picked for the pros. When i came along bruno college was a small private school with an almost laughable sports program.

They offered men s intercollegiate soccer basketball baseball and cross country. They also offered women s intercollegiate soccer basketball softball cross country swimming and field hockey. These sports made no money and there was even talk of cutting them because they didn t generate sufficient revenue. Bruno college sports teams competed in the national collegiate athletic association s lowest tier division III. For those of you who don t speak the college sports (more…)

When we married I had only a handful of anal sex experiences… relishing each one. My wife and I had one during our year and a half courting period. I had gone out with my buddies and came home all worked up and drunk enough to have my decision making abilities hindered to say the least. Needless to say it wasn t one of my finest hours and didn t make it an experience Fili wanted to repeat.

Regardless over the years we gradually started towards that direction albeit on a much slower course. One reason for such slow progress towards our goal was Fili s size. Standing 5 7 she was a petite little thing at only 112 pounds… and tighter than any woman I d ever been with been with. Other contributing factors might have been that Fili was lactose intolerant and prone to some pretty painful gas after ingesting anything dairy or that contained beans. She also didn t eat enough fiber… so all stars had to be aligned in order for me to explore that nether region of bliss.

It didn t take long after our marriage before I was wrapping a hand behind her and circling her anus with a well licked finger whilst she ground down upon me. This understandably led to my insertion of said finger… and with a quick popping in and out provided Fili with the most intense (more…)

I use the word bitch to describe my wife s overall personality and not as an adjective to suggest the occasional mood that she exhibits around the house. Oh she knows that she is a bitch and is most proud of that title.

My wife pretty much rules the household and finds it quite delightful to make me squirm should I show the slightest bit of discomfort in her presence. If I look guilty then I must have done something wrong or I am up to something she is fond of saying. I mostly stay out of her way…especially when she has that certain look in her eye. You know the one when they raise their eyebrow as if to see if they can draw some undisclosed secret that we may keep locked away in the recesses of our brain. It s not unlike a cat playing with a mouse before they consume their tortured prey.

About the only time that I feel as an equal is in the bedroom. When I m allowed to engage in sex.

My wife is a very attractive woman with brownish gold hair and piercing green eyes that can hold a man in a trance. Her body is just as beautiful. She is a slender woman of 5 5 and has perfectly round natural breasts that often seem bent on escaping her 36 C cup. Her bubble gum colored nipples are the perfect (more…)

Steve again I dreamt of you last night.
You came to me and held me naked in your strong arms. You leaned your head against my neck and softly blew delicate kisses against my skin. I shivered as your velvet tongue flicked across my fevered flesh. Your hands moved slowly up my torso caressing my stomach moving upwards to cup my breasts. You flicked your fingers across the tips of my nipples and watched them harden against you re touch searing each one with desire. Then you turned me around so that your glorious erection was nestled within the cleft of my ass. You pressed yourself against me imprinting me with the hard evidence of your want / need.

Laughing you shove me forward onto the bed. I turned over and couldn t breathe when I saw the hot desire in your eyes. I knew you were going to make me beg and plead and I couldn t wait for the torment. My skin tingled as I imagined you lodged within me moving rubbing thrusting deep within me.

You leaned over and grasped my wrists above my head securing them with the restraints attached to the bed. Oh god I was totally at your mercy. I couldn t leave even if I had wanted to. Smiling your wicked grin you trailed your fingers over my quivering body stopping at each sensitive place (more…)