Monday, March 25, 2013

Cheated on my Boyfriend

I was out at a club with my girls and I hooked up with this really hot guy.

I was just dressed in a singlet top and a denim mini skirt with black heels, so I wasn't trying to get picked up, but I still looked pretty good. I had had a few drinks but I wasn't drunk, I was by the bar with my friends and then this totally hot jock looking guy came up to us and asked me if I would dance with him. I told him I was sorry but I had a boyfriend, but he assured me that he was just asking me to dance and nothing more. My friends then started egging me on a bit, telling me I should say yes and just go dance with him. I thought about it for a few seconds and I was pretty sure that I could control myself and just dance with this guy and nothing more. So I said yes and we both went to the dance floor and started to dance together.

Sisters

I've always had a thing for her sister. My wife has always been very attractive but her sister Katie has had something that she didn't, a hint of sluttiness to her. You kind of had the feeling that she would let you do whatever you wanted to her. I lusted for my wife, but I had an animalistic lust for her sister that I knew I could never act on. One afternoon, Katie. Came by the house looking for my wife. I had just gotten home from a long day at work and was relaxing on the couch with a beer. Katie came in and sat down, I told her that my wife wouldn't be home for another hour or so. She said no biggie, she'll wait. We sat there making idle small talk, but I couldn't help but notice her freshly shaven legs in her tight grey booty shorts. She had a low cut ticght tank top on that had me aroused, the whole package was turning me on. She got up to go grab a beer and when she did, I couldn't help but notice the pink thong she was wearing. That did it, my soldier stood at full attention and my eyes grew big. About halfway to the kitchen she looked back at me, eyes wide and mouth agape, and stopped dead in her tracks. She looked at me and said " so you said she'll be home in two hours?" I just nodded. She looked at me with those "fuck me" eyes as she walked towards me and said "that'll be plenty of time. 

My Wife With Another Man

Starting just a little while after we got married, I began to have these fantasies of my wife being with another man. We have some great friends, and after a little drinking we would occasionally swap partners. I really enjoyed these sessions, and seeing her with another mans cock inside her was amazing for me! She enjoyed it as well, although I think she really wasn't into it as much as i was. I really think that she did it because she knew that I wanted it. 
Well, about two years ago, I started asking her if she ever thought about other guys. At first she was a little close minded about it, but as I kept asking her which guys she found most attractive, she started to open up. I would ask her which guys she would like to see naked, and who's dick she would like to see. She would tell me, and then I would ask her what they would do if they where together alone. She would say something like, "I would just look at his dick for a while and then have him put it inside me, but I would make him cum in my mouth because I want to taste it!" or "I want to watch him cum!" Hearing her say these things gave me an instant hard on! Sometimes while having sex I would ask her if she was thinking of another guy. Sometimes she was, sometimes she wasn't. Knowing she was imagining that my cock was someone else's was awesome! I told her that it would be a huge turn on for me, for her to come tell me some day that she had had sex with another guy without me knowing.I knew that she wanted to, but wasn't sure that she really would. 

The Dressing Room

It had been a restless night for Yolanda and at one point she thought of breaking out Rubber Ed, her faithful dildo, but that would have frustrated her even more. It had been a couple of weeks since she had any dick-action and there weren’t many prospects. 
There was Rob, who was always willing. Yeah, he was gorgeous, had a body chiseled from marble and a big juicy cock that would make a nun drool. But his personality was like watching paint dry. She really didn't need a precise breakdown of his daily workout routine every fucking time she wanted to get laid. 
And she had considered calling Franky--short, overweight, hairy like an ape but just a fun guy to be around in or out of bed. Then she remembered he was back with his wife for their on again-off again marriage.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

My Best Friend

Well, my best friend happened to be a guy, and he was always over at my house and stuff. One night he was over and we were doing our homework in my bedroom. My parents had gone out of town so it was just us. We were studying (actually more talking and goofing off) and I noticed he kept reaching over and touching my hand or my leg. We scooted over a little closer to each other and I let him slide his hand up the inside of my thigh. We were just friends and had never done anything like this before.