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It Was Just Bridge

A woman on my face, another on my dick, a finger in my ass

The class work at the junior college was much less than stimulating, so there I was again, at the student union, playing bridge.  But this time I was playing with three really beautiful women.  How lucky was that?  Ann, on my left, was a woman I knew as a bridge player and classmate.  I'd met my partner for the first time and Ann's partner was a beautiful, tall, black woman whom I  had seen in school but not met.  As my p...

Cum For Extracurricular Swim

Sinewy guys checking naked girls and each other's dicks.

X Country team members desultorily stretching. Girls field hockey captain ambled over said, "In the pool later?" Runner, "Naked?" Hockey captain, "OK." Stripping beside the pool.  Perky tits, tight asses, hairy and shaved pussies. Sinewy guys checking naked girls and each other's dicks. Swimming, touching, grabbing, squealing, laughing.  Against the pool wall, I pulled her erect nipples and pushed my cock into her. She wr...

She Deep Sixed My Rolex #2

Doctors Do It Medically

The victims of the armed robbery at the popular piano bar told the police and media that one couple left through the kitchen immediately after the armed robbers left. They described the couple as a distinguished looking man and a woman who looked like a model. That couple is us and  the police want to talk to that couple to be sure they weren't involved in the robbery. That won't happen. I am the woman's boss and her divo...

In Flanders Fields

Once for Us - Once More for Them

He was gaunt and walked with a limp.  She was beautiful, fresh, buxom.  They walked slowly, looking for just the right spot -In Flanders Fields.  They walked where the poppies blow. They walked between the crosses, row on row.  They sat among the poppies, her skirt spread around her.   "Should we really do this?" he asked. "We should," she said, "for you, for us, for them." He lifted her skirt, moved her red panties aside...

She Deep Sixed My Rolex

It Disappeared into Her Pussy

She was certainly more than a fuck buddy, but unfortunately less than a lover.  I was her boss, but at the company that employed us both, I was every ones' boss. Her divorced husband was the lead attorney for a union that was known for strong-arm tactics and he objected to her having male company.  But I wasn't a man who had affairs and anyway we had a lot of work-related issues to discuss and resolve. So there we were at...

Someone is going to get fucked

Will mother be a sexual surrogate to keep her college student daughter fro having sex?

I was a minor campus celebrity at the city college I attended.  Student paper columnist, campus intellectual and varsity track team member. Of the coeds attracted to that combination, I chose a ditzy little blond, with big tits, who I thought would provide easy and enthusiastic sex.  She lived off campus in a big house, in a good neighborhood. We met a couple of times near campus for coffee and conversation and then she s...

It Was Just Dinner - Ch. 2

I burst in upon two naked women

The evening ended sooner, and less satisfactorily, than I anticipated, so I was on my way home.  I thought of stopping at a bar, but decided going to bed would be better.  When I reached my house I cut the roadster's motor in the street and coasted up my driveway and into the carport.  I put the top up and pulled my cock out of my pants to wipe it off with my handkerchief. But most of the cum and pussy juice would need so...

It Was Just Dinner

She lifted her skirt above her stocking tops

Her texts were always interesting, sometimes funny, and occasionally profound.  I enjoyed getting them and thought I'd like to meet the woman sending them.  So, by text, I asked her if she'd like to have dinner with me. "I thought you'd never ask," she said, "I was about to ask you." She greeted me at her door in a light blue dress that showed almost enough cleavage to get her arrested and ended well above her knees.  She...

At The Opera

I didn't know her name but her fist was around my cock.

My wife loves opera.  Me, not so much. So, like with most things, we reached an understanding. When the lights went down, I'd play with her pussy to keep my self awake and distracted while she enjoyed the opera and the stimulation.  To facilitate things, she'd wear a skirt that unbuttoned at the side and crotchles panties.  I'd put my raincoat across our laps. We had good seats, two seats off the isle.  On the isle at eac...