Wife succumbs to husband's desire to show her off and then some
The event took place while Megan and I were spending a
Saturday at my friend's house on a beautiful summer
day. We had been married seven years. Over the years we
discovered that both Meg and I have two quirks which I
believe made the event that follows unavoidable.
We both share a penchant for showing her off in safe
ways. We also get very excited during sex when I
pretend I am someone else and Meg is being somehow
naughty for letting it happen. Neither quirk had ever
resulted in anything but harmless play. They are just a
sort of mild fetishes that keeps the fire burning in
our marriage.
We were both virgins at marriage and both from pretty
conservative backgrounds. Even for something like
masturbation, we never really talked about it. I did
not tell her for years that I ever did it, much less
how often. She never would do it on her own I am sure.
In fact sometimes during our lovemaking I tried to
encourage her to finger herself to orgasm, but she
would not do it. The best I could ever get her to do in
those early years was to play with her nipples while I
worked on her pussy. So it is a stretch that this event
happened at all.
Meg is about 5'8", very dark straight shoulder length
hair. Nicely shaped B size breasts with half dollar
sized red aureoles, well proportioned slender but soft
build. Her complexion is a reflection of her Pacific
Island heritage.
I have always encouraged her to dress in revealing
clothes hoping to sneak a peak in public places. Also
hoping others might get a view on occasion. On one such
occasion I remember we were taking a walk at a nearby
park which is on the river running through our town.
Dusk was approaching and there were very few people
around.
While walking on the path I checked and saw nobody, so
I pulled Meg to me and began kissing her with a big
embrace. I took the opportunity to feel her backside up
and slid my hands under her shirt to rub her skin.
After a minute she got nervous and wanted to continue
on our way, but I requested that she look out over the
river while I stepped behind her with my arms locking
her in front of me.
Still alone, I began to feel up her tits then slid my
hands under her shirt. She just stood there in my
embrace staring out over the river. I started to raise
her shirt when she instinctively resisted. I assured
her nobody would come along this late. Additionally, it
was getting too dark for people to see us from across
the river. Pulling up a little harder she reluctantly
relaxed her arms enough to let me continue. I hooked
her t-shirt over her breasts and slid my hands under
her bra and began pulling it up too.
She told me to stop. She claimed to be embarrassed. She
did not respond when I asked why her breathing was
suddenly so heavy. I told her I knew it was because she
was getting excited at the thought someone might see
her exposed like this. I pulled her bra up exposing her
breasts to our little world.
My hands cupped and massaged her breasts while my
fingers manipulated her erect nipples. I even reached
up to her mouth to extract some saliva to rub on her
nipples. For about a minute she put up a protest for
fear of being caught while at the same time allowing me
to continue for the excitement. We ended up rushing
home to finish off in bed. Similar things happened over
the years. There was never anything too risky, but
enough to keep the excitement alive.
The other thing that really excites both of us is when
I pretend that I am someone else while making love. I
discovered this when I surprised my wife with a new
vibrator I bought for her birthday. We already had a
small pointy one and a vibrating egg shaped device.
Both of which my wife always was reluctant to let me
use on her. Only when I really got her hot from
foreplay could I introduce one of them to finish her
off. I am sure she would never use them herself alone.
She told me she thinks that type of thing is somehow
wrong.
Anyway, the one I ordered was different. It was shaped
like an erect penis, even soft to touch. Pretty
realistic, I was a little hesitant to touch it myself.
It is notably larger than myself, about 8 inches long
(I'm 6), and 2-1/2 inches wide (I'm 2). I introduced it
to Megan one afternoon on the bed. She was lying face
down. She was wearing a skirt and blouse with black bra
and leopard colored bikini panties with nylons over the
top. I introduced myself as Ralf her masseur. I
explained that she should just relax, that I am a
professional in my faux German accent.
I rubbed through her clothes for a little while then
requested that she remove her blouse and skirt stating
that it was normal for customers to do so. She complied
without protest. Now I began to really knead her
shoulders and back, I unclasped her bra and pushed the
straps off her shoulders. Rubbing some oil deep into
her skin she began to moan. I repositioned myself so I
was sitting on her upper legs while wearing only my
boxers.
My hard-on was resting in the crack of her behind as I
worked on her back, neck and arms. I expressed some
concern about getting oil on her nylons and asked if
she minded if I slid them off. She responded to the
effect that since I was a professional she trusted me
to do what was right. While sliding them down, still in
character, I explained that it was customary to give a
leg massage with the package she bought.
While rubbing her legs down I began to push it a
little. I would rub onto her panties. I even stated
that I really thought she was very good looking, had am
especially beautiful behind. I told her I hoped her
husband took good care of her. I asked if I could rub
her down over her panties and then just started doing
it without waiting for and answer.
She protested that her husband would not approve and
that I should probably stop. I kept going saying it
looked like she was enjoying it, but would stop if she
insisted. She said she did not want me to think she was
naughty while her husband was not around. I told her I
did not think he would mind and went on to explain that
many women appreciated my advanced massages.
At this time I started to work my way into her crack
with my oiled fingers. I had her panties pushed to the
side while sliding a finger down her crack to her
vagina and back again. She started to respond by
arching her back a little and moving her legs apart to
allow better access.
"Don't be alarmed," I told her, "but you seem to have
gotten me stimulated. I hope you don't mind me
massaging you with my member." I kneeled up and pushed
my erect penis down and dragged it half way down her
back to her crack and deep between her legs. She
immediately started breathing much heavier and let out
a groan of pleasure, "Oh that is a nice touch, I'm not
sure this is a good idea though."
Instinctively she further arched her back to provide
better access while saying she hoped I did not think
she was being too permissive. I pulled out my new toy
and dragged it down the same trail. I poured some oil
over it and began to rub it up and down her back, from
neck to thighs. She seemed baffled for a second until
she turned to look. Before she could speak, I cut her
off. In my accent I explained that it was rude to look
at another person's privates. She giggled and went with
the flow. It was clear that she was really starting to
get more than a little excited.
As I worked it into her crack she reached back with her
hands and pulled her cheeks apart. I commented that she
seemed to be getting excited and asked if it was
because of my size. I asked how big her husband was and
whether I should stop. She said I was bigger but would
not respond to my second question.
I said she must be a naughty girl to let a stranger rub
his member all over her body. I slid it up her back and
neck and traced a line to her mouth. I rubbed my faux
cock back and fourth over her lips until she parted
them. I eased it in a little then out again, repeating
this motion again and again, I said she must be some
kind of slut to let me do this.
I asked if she wanted me to finger her while she blew
me. She nodded. I said she will have to respond
verbally or else I would quit. She mumbled a yes. I
slid the index finger of my free hand down her crack
and pushed its way forward to her very wet vagina. It
easily slid inside of her. I pushed and pulled both my
new cock and my finger into two of her holes. I asked
if she sucked off all her masseurs. She did not respond
only kept writhing to my manipulations. I slowly pulled
my hand from between her legs and with my wet finger
traced my way up to her mouth.
I traced the tip of my finger around her lips which
were still taking my cock. I asked if she wanted me to
move my cock down between her legs. I slipped my finger
still dripping with her juices into the corner of her
mouth. She attempted to respond so I pulled the
oversized unit out. She said, "Yes, stick it in me." I
said she had to lick my finger clean first and then she
would have to beg for my continued service since her
session was up. She sucked on my finger as I trailed
the masseur's manhood down her neck and back. I
withdrew the finger from her mouth and asked what I
should do next.
She told me to stick it in her. I said it would not be
professional and could not do it while I continued to
rub it up and down her exposed ass. I said besides you
must be a real slut to want me to do such a thing. Tell
me you are a slut and I will think about it. She
mumbled that she was a slut and needed that thing in
her. "What about your husband, what would he think
about this, what if he was watching right now," I
inquired. I began fingering her again but kept what she
wanted rubbing up and down her crack. "He can watch if
he wants, I need that thing in me, now give it to me,"
Meg replied.
I lowered the eight-incher down and began to push it
into her very wet hole. First an inch then a little
more. In and out, each time a little further. I saw her
putting her hands under her chest and was obviously
pinching her nipples. I knew she was getting close to
coming. She raised her whole backside. Not quite
kneeling but had her pussy off the bed with her legs
parted. I was moving in and out pretty fast going as
deep as I dare. She was moaning louder and longer. She
began to raise and lower herself in time with my
insertions.
"Oooohhhhhhhhh," she was right on the edge of a huge
orgasm. Suddenly she moved both hands down to her
pussy. Her right hand grabbed her lovers cock from me
and began to really shove it in and out while rubbing
it across her g-spot. The other hand was spreading her
labia and rubbing her clitoris with vigor. All at once
she thrust her hips down grinding herself into her
imaginary lover while squealing again and again.
"Eeeeeeeeeeee, oooohhhhhhhh, eeeeeeeeeeee!" With both
my hands I grabbed and pushed down on her ass
simulating her lover pulling her into him while
shooting his load into her during his own orgasm.
She kept bucking down into the bed for longer than any
previous orgasm I ever saw her have. Megan eventually
rolled over and jerked me off as I knelt over her. We
talked very little about it.
On the Saturday we went to my friend Mark's house. We
had all kinds of fun. Riding the four wheelers,
shooting clay pigeons, cooking out, drinking, etc.,
etc. Throughout the entire day Meg was quite a flirt.
She must have known what she was doing. Her blouse was
about belly button length, green with some kind of
flower stitching on it.
The skirt was a dark maroon with pleats on it. No more
than mid thigh. When four wheeling for example it would
blow back and up her legs. She would tuck it under her
legs but with all the bumps it inevitably came loose
and we would get peeks at her white cotton panties.
Megan had never shot pigeons before either, and I
remember Mark helping her as I threw them. He was
directly behind her with his arms and hands over hers
teaching her how to lead and shoot. I saw him on
numerous occasions looking down her blouse. With the
drinks and summer carefree activities I know she must
have been feeling a little adventurous.
Mark's wife noticed too. I overheard her scolding him
when they were inside. She looks great but such an
unpleasant person; possessive, insincere, deceitful. A
perfect candidate for Stepford. As the sun began to set
we cooked some steaks and mixed strong drinks. Meg was
in the spirit of things but Mark's wife was sulking
around and cold. After dinner we decided to sit in the
hot tub. Mark's tub is just outside of the kitchen
window on the deck. We suited up and jumped in. Well
the three of us did anyways.
After a few minutes Mark's wife fumed out of the house,
stood beside the tub and practically yelled, "You want
to see tits?", then raised her shirt and bra up to her
neck. "You want to see pussy?", she bristled, as she
pushed her shorts and panties down in one move.
Unfortunately her top fell right down again covering
everything. I only got a glimpse of her tits. She
stormed off the deck, got in her car and peeled out
down the road.
We where stunned at first, then I was embarrassed for
Mark. Finally Mark said something to the effect that
she won't be around to put a damper on things anymore.
He figured she would run to her mother like so many
times before. Somebody suggested drinks but no one
volunteered to get out of the bubbling water. Mark
suggested we draw straws. He took three of those little
pretzel sticks and broke one off. Holding them with the
ends sticking out of his hand I drew then Meg drew the
short one.
Meg stood in her new turquoise bikini. When she stepped
up onto the side we could plainly see the band of
material running from front to back between her legs.
Meg saw us gawking and told us to mind our manners.
After she left Mark commented on how nice she looked in
her suit.
We deliberately looked as she climbed back in. She
played along by being extra careful and saying
something to the effect that a girl really has to watch
her step around here. We settled into our three
corners. I started rubbing Megan's feet and legs. She
would occasionally rub one of her feet into my lap. No
doubt she noticed my erection. I would rub up to her
thighs and across her pussy when Mark was not looking.
Drinks were running low, this time Meg said she was
going to hold the pretzels. Mark lost. While stepping
out he said he had to take a leak anyway.
He then stepped off the deck and faced the bushes just
off the path and started pissing into the bush. "Isn't
that convenient," Meg said, adding, "I wish I could
just pee into the shrubbery." Mark told her nothing was
stopping her, she was welcome to use his shrubs for
whatever she wanted. "I'll need more to drink before I
start peeing in public," she said. I pulled Meg in
front of me and started massaging her shoulders and
neck. I took the opportunity of having the tub to
ourselves to feel up Megan. I slid my hands under her
top and massaged her tits. Then I rolled her nipples
between my fingers. She just sat there leaned back and
enjoyed it.
Soon enough Mark returned with fresh drinks. Meg slid
more upright to make better room for Mark. This put her
behind tight to my very erect penis. She would casually
wiggle back and fourth to prove she knew my state of
excitement. Mark suggested we draw for dares. Meg
resisted on the grounds she was not going to do
something she did not want to. Eventually we agreed she
could opt out of a dare if she chose. Of course she
lost to Mark on the first round. Mark asked her to
stand so we could take a look at her bikini. She
blushed at the suggestion but refused. We pleaded with
her to do it. No big deal just wanted to take a look at
a beautiful woman in her swimming suit we told her.
I encouraged her by lifting her from between my legs.
Eventually she stood and told us to keep pure thoughts.
We made comments about how the suit fit well and the
color was right for her, etc. The water was just a
little high to see the lower part of her bikini
bottoms. I suggested she stand on her toes to give us a
more complete look. She complied and slowly turned
around while on her toes. This pose made her behind
stick out a little and slightly spread her cheeks. She
looked very erotic. I reached to her ass and stroked my
hand up and down. She seemed to enjoy the attention. I
asked her to show us her tan lines too.
She took her fingers and pulled the straps down a
little on each side revealing the white skin below.
When Mark asked about the top, she said there was only
a faint line there and showed us a little from the side
of a cup. I told him she liked to lay outside in our
yard topless. She blushed a little neither
acknowledging nor denying the obvious. We thanked her
for her cooperation as she sat back in her corner. Next
draw I lost to Meg.
Megan said it was only fair that she too got a look.
She motioned to both of us to stand up. Mark and I
mockingly protested but shortly complied. We both had
standard issue swim trunks so she could not see much.
The way our swim trunks were tented out in front made
it obvious we both had hard-ons. Meg asked to see our
tan lines and to turn around slowly. From our little
display it appeared Mark had something on me in size.
She thanked us, then told me to get drinks, adding that
I should leave my trunks in the tub.
I was not sure I was up to this but thought I had to if
I was going to get Meg to reveal herself to Mark. I
turned around and slipped them down. Then I jumped out
of the back of the tub throwing them into Meg's face.
She called me a cheat, but knew I had to come back. I
held the drinks just in front of my erection as I
returned. Meg whistled as she took the drinks from my
hand. Mark's presence embarrassed me.
Once in, I turned the attention to Meg. I said now it
was her turn to show us something. She blushed and
firmly rejected the idea. Besides she added I have not
seen much myself. Mark asked what she wanted to see. I
barely got a glimpse of my husband. That I see all the
time. "If we show you, will you show us?" Mark queried.
Meg said she did not think so, but could not be sure.
"What are you waiting for?" she inquired, "I can't see
through this bubbly water." Mark wasted no time in
pulling his swim suit down and off. Together we stood
again in front of my wife. We turned around slowly
giving her a good look. I was sticking straight out. My
hard-on was pulsing with each heartbeat. Mark was
certainly bigger than I. In fact he looked like a
duplicate of Meg's rubber vibrating friend. He looked a
little limper than me but he certainly was impressive.
Meg was staring at Mark's member. She was sitting with
her face only about two feet away from our tools. When
Meg gets excited, one of the things that gives her away
is her mouth. Her mouth and face get redder and her
lips kind of pout out. It was obvious she was being
turned on by the display. I reached over and ran two of
my fingers across her mouth. I hoped she would take
them in but she resisted. She did take my index finger
into her hand and lead it under the surface and then
mock screwed it.
When facing directly to Meg Mark took his right hand
and pumped his cock a couple times while reaching under
his balls with his left, pulling them up. She sat
watching mesmerized. "Now let's see what you've got,"
Mark stated. We sat down waiting for her to get up. She
slowly stood. Then turned around but remained clothed.
I asked her to take her top off. She said she could
not. Then she said she had to pee. I thing she was just
trying to change the subject. OK but in the bushes Mark
told her.
Meg stepped out giving us another great view. She
stepped down the deck and into the darkness. We heard
her complaining about the dark then we could hear the
unmistakable sound of a woman pissing. In a minute she
returned saying what a relief it was. When she stepped
back in we really starting putting pressure on her to
take her swim suit off. She stubbornly refused. Finally
I said she had to at least change into her underwear
and let us get a good look again.
She reluctantly agreed after we reassured her we would
not ask her to do more. Out she went again to fetch her
panties and bra. She ducked inside the house to change.
She came back out and slipped into the tub again. On
your feet was Mark's order. She slowly stood. This time
we could see everything. Her bra became transparent,
her nipples sticking out. Her panties were practically
invisible. Only the elastic around the legs and waist
and the padding low on her crotch hid anything.
We could plainly see the triangle of pussy hair between
her legs. She commented that she might as well be
naked. I asked her to stand on her toes again. She
really looked erotic standing there. I ran my hand up
her thigh and over her ass. Meg caught my hand
preventing me from continuing. I think she was afraid
she would lose control. I asked her to bend over. She
turned away from us and then bent over the side of the
tub. You could see the lips of her vagina through her
panties. What a sight.
When she sat down we praised her for letting us see
her. I told her I would give her a massage for her
show. I pulled her between my legs and began rubbing
her shoulders down. She closed her eyes as my hands
worked their way up and down her back, shoulders, and
arms. My hard-on was sandwiched between her back and my
belly. So I reached down and manipulated it down so she
was now sitting on it. As we moved together with the
massaging it must have been embedding itself between
her lips.
I ran my hands down to her tits squeezing them through
her bra. Then I slipped a hand under her bra and began
pinching her nipple between my fingers, rolling it back
and fourth. Meg's head was slouching forward, face
down. She casually reached for my other hand guiding it
under her other cup inviting me to give it equal
treatment. I knew she was losing control. This was my
chance to see how far she would go.
While Meg was coasting toward an orgasm she could not
resist, I whispered that I had to use to the bathroom,
that my stomach was not feeling good. I asked if Mark
would not mind taking over for a while. Without giving
Meg a chance to respond I gently lifter her from under
her arms and kind of floated her over to Mark's corner.
They were both caught off guard.
Mark straightened up to give maximum room for Meg to
sit in front of him. She must have settled just barely
on the edge of the seat so as to minimize contact. I
got out and went directly into the house and towards
the bathroom. Since you could see the lights of the
bathroom from the tub, I turned them on and closed the
door behind me. Then turned off the lights, carefully
opened the door and crept to the kitchen window
overlooking the tub. There I stood in the darkness
listening and watching.
His hands were clearly on her shoulders massaging. She
kept her head down like before. Gradually he worked his
way down her back to about bra strap level and back up.
I was very excited seeing my friend handling my wife.
At one point it looked like she repositioned herself on
the seat a little. The bubbles timed out but neither
one restarted them. As the water cleared I could see
just how close they were.
Meg's hips were tight up against his groin as she
leaned forward with her arms on her knees. Certainly
she could feel his penis between them. I assumed he was
hard. As he massaged down her back this time he stayed
to the outside with his hands on her sides. On he way
back up his hands massaged around the side of her body.
His fingers rubbed well around her sides and must have
been touching the sides of her breasts. She raised her
elbows giving him more freedom. She took one of her
hands, reached up to her breast and started rubbing the
nipple through her bra.
Mark must have noticed too, reaching around, took her
hand and guided it under her bra. When her fingers
touched her nipple her head rose simultaneously moaning
in pleasure. After a few seconds she reached around her
back and unclasped her bra. The shoulder straps kept it
in place but it was no longer tight to her breasts.
Marks fingers massaged around her sides again and must
have been very close to her nipples. She did nothing to
stop him.
He massaged up her neck and around to her face. He ran
a finger over her mouth from side to side. She opened
and let him slide it in. She sucked on it while he
slowly slid it in and out. Mark's other hand found its
way around to the breast she was squeezing. Now she
took his hand and placed it on her breast. He began to
squeeze and knead it to her pleasure.
I could see that she was now slightly moving her behind
from side to side obviously to massage Mark's member.
He pulled his fingers from her mouth and slowly worked
that hand down her back and around to her stomach and
then slowly lower to her pussy. He was reaching down
between her legs with one hand while the other was
still working on her tits.
Meg was moaning almost constantly now. At once she
reached down between her legs and sat up a little. She
must have pulled his cock down so she could sit on it
like before with me. Her hips were rhythmically moving
from side to side. I knew she was more than ready for
an insertion and would come very easily.
I went back to the bathroom and made it look like I was
just coming out. I stepped back into the tranquil tub
pretending not to know anything about what was going
on. They made no effort to quit or hide anything. I
kneeled down between Meg's outstretched legs. I reached
down and pulled her bra off her shoulders then let my
hands go around cupping them. Mark yielded to my hands.
I began squeezing her nipples as I kissed her lips. It
must have gotten to be too much because she broke away
and stood up.
I stood next to her and wrapped my arms around her
pulling our bodies together face to face. She pulled
her hips away while reaching down to guide my cock
between her legs as our bodies rejoined. It was resting
between her crack but not inside of her. She started to
rock her hips out and back now as my hard-on rode
between her lips. After a little while Mark stood
behind her and began to massage her shoulders again.
Looking over her shoulder I could see his prick
sticking straight out almost touching her ass. I
reached behind me grabbing one of her arms. I guided it
behind her back to Mark's waiting cock. It jumped at
her touch. She pulled away but I more forcefully pushed
it back to the eager member. She timidly gripped it and
started pulling back and forth in time with her hips. I
reached down on her ass and was rubbing it. I put my
hands inside of her panties and massaged her cheeks and
into her crack. I would reach all the way down and
around until I touched my hard-on then trace my fingers
up her crack again.
Eventually I took her by the shoulders and began to
indicate I wanted her to turn around. She knew she
would be facing Mark and resisted. I continued to
pressure her to turn without saying a word. She
eventually relinquished her arm from around my back and
turned. I took her arms and draped them over Mark's
shoulders. He pulled himself to her. She shuddered when
his cock made contact with her belly. He reached down
and lowered his erection. She instinctively lifted a
leg to provide room so he could place it between them.
From behind I aggressively massaged her ass. I took her
panties and pulled them down as far as I could without
dislodging Mark. Again Meg was rocking back and fourth.
I took my middle finger and ran it down her crack to
Mark's penis and back up again. I started to
concentrate on her rear hole. Running my finger around
it and over the opening. Teasing it with my fingers.
Meg was really starting to moan now. I was sure she was
about to come.
I deliberately reached around pulling her panties down
and saying we need to get these off. They disengaged
while I pulled them down. Meg stepped one foot at a
time as I removed the only thing that was preventing
Mark from entering her. Before they could engage again
I motioned for Mark to sit on the tub's motor housing
which jutted into the tub from the forth corner. He
placed a foot on each bench and rested his ass down
leaving his prominent member sticking straight up into
the air.
Taking Meg's hands I guided her to step up on each seat
next to Mark's feet. She was then straddling his huge
cock. She looked at me as she began her decent. One
hand reached down to spread her lips as she made
contact. Slowly she moved her body in small circles
lowering and raising getting him to fit. Eventually she
bottomed out and leaned forward with her hands on the
sides of the tub on each side of Mark.
Meg started riding his cock, moving back and fourth and
up and down. Her tempo continued to increase and her
moaning got louder. I again was working her ass as Mark
was her tits. This was a new view for me. I clearly saw
his big member buried into my wife's pussy. With her
legs spread so far her ass hole was plainly visible. I
was rubbing each of my fingers in turn around her hole
then I started to kiss her ass while attempting to
insert a finger a little at a time.
It was a little difficult to keep my face to her ass
with her moving around so much but eventually I got in
time with her. My finger insertion was not going so
well and I did not want to risk hurting her which could
put her off her pending orgasm. In the heat of the
moment I guided my kissing toward her rear opening. As
she began to climax she started yelling, "stick it in
me, lick me, lick me, push it in." I pushed my tongue
as hard as I could past the pressure of her sphincter.
Immediately she started to come.
"Ooohhhhh fill meeeeee, ssshhhove it innnnnnnn.
Oooooohhhhhhhh take meeeeeeee," she moaned. As her body
convulsed again and again I maintained my tongue to her
hole while Mark pumped in and out of her pussy.
Eventually she fell limp on top of Mark and pushed my
head away from her ass. A minute later she pulled
herself off Mark and jumped out of the pool and darted
into the bathroom.
She came out dressed with our bag of stuff in hand. I
told Mark I thought it was time to go. I thanked him
for the day and we left. When we got home she asked or
me to give it to her. She was still wet with
excitement.
That was the last time it ever happened with Mark. We
did not speak about it much, not directly at all. In
fact it was a while before she was adventurous in her
dress. I'll post other occurrences as I get them
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The Secret Sharers, lesbian story
Who are these women? Could either of them be me? I look at this scene through the eyes of a girl waking up from a slumber party. I look with innocent eyes. Eyes that say, this could be me. This has been me. Giggling girls. Sleep away camp. An overnig
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It was two days later at Nicks house that things started to progress further at a very rapid pace. All three of us were once again together, and we all knew what the other wanted.
“Will you strip naked for us?” Andy asked in a matter of fact sor
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Sarah is a high school girl who's having a rough year. She comes from a very wealthy family - making most their money from oil - but at the moment it's just her and her dad in a big house, though, her father is rarely home either constantly going on
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My Tribute to The Groupie
The event that I'm depicting here happened quite a long time
ago, when I was in college. I went to a small private college in
northeastern Pennsylvania in the early '80s. I was not a virgin when I
got to school, but when I look back, I was really an
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If truth be told neither my wife or I were really
partygoers. Our sort of scene was much more going for
walks or just watching TV. I guess we were pretty dull,
and my wife was particularly shy with new people. Still
we were happy enough.
Then I
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"Don't be scared, Donna. I'll stay here with you all night. The storm'll be over soon and they'll be back in the morning. Come on, kid, there's nothing to be worried about."
Donna Judge shifted her position on the bed, self-conscious of the way her
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