I hate visiting my in-laws. Principally because I’m a very horny 24 year old guy and visiting the in-laws means that I can look forward to a weekend (or longer) without sex. I am married and thus have grown accustomed to not having sex but for some reason on trips to her parents’ house my 26 year old wife changes from her usual, too busy and too tired self into a first rate tease. She will make excuses to walk past me so that she can grind her ass against my groin. My wife’s ass can defiantly be attributed to her Hispanic half because no white woman has that much booty. My wife knows how much I love her ass and, just as she wanted, my cock began to swell and fill the crotch of my board shorts. She looked back at me with a deviant grin on her face knowing exactly what she had just done. A few minutes later, when the bulge in my pants began to subside, she came running back into the living room and flashed me her perfect breasts which, despite her attempts to squeeze them into a C cup, are full and natural D’s. This kind of teasing was common on visits to her parents’ house and despite her apparent sexual energy never resulted in any sexual release. The teasing was more effective because her parents live near a beach, giving her the opportunity to prance around in little bathing suits. Being fed-up with the one sided games (and partly in an attempt to cover my once again bulging penis) I grabbed my laptop and began devising a plan to get even.
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I was in Brooklyn for a weeklong class at State University Downstate Medical School, and I found out that on Thursday nights there was Swing dancing at a local gym. If there’s any way to find out if the magnetism is there, dancing close to someone is perfect. It’s also easy to send little signals and look for the right response. When I’m dancing normally, I hold a woman in one way; but if I’m attracted to her, I hold her in kind of a grip that’s more like lovemaking: I give a real firm palm in the small of her back. If I don’t get resistance, something may be cooking.

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It had gone from bad to worse since she started the job. It began with his leering glares, seemingly undressing her. It than went to the accidental touching of her body as she worked. Than there was the spanking for breaking the glass, her rounded butt raised up over his lap, her skirts pulled up exposing her corset, his hard cock pressing into her. Each day he became more bold and insistent. Bedtime became the worse time. He would bring her into his study. He wore his dressing gown and she soon found out he was naked beneath. She would be forced to stand before him as he began to take liberties with her body. Soon he forced her to service him, on her knees before him, her clothes in disarray, his cock in her mouth until he filled her with his hot cum.
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So there I am in the staff room of Peroni’s Nightclub, my trousers and boxers pooled at my ankles, with the beautiful Julie – slightly sweaty, but now properly attired- beside me when my wife Angela walks in. Actually, to be exact, she was my soon-to-be-ex-wife, after I caught her in bed fucking my former-best-friend.

Angela stopped abruptly – and her jaw hit the floor. She took in the angelic body that is Julie, flicked across to my softening cock and then back to Julie. For a brief instant anger flashed across her eyes, before she recalled her own infidelity and forced herself to swallow her ire.
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I am a forty six year old man who has just bought a new house in a rural neighborhood !

Just financially recovered from a bad divorce, I decided it was time to get out of the apartment I was stayin in and buy a house.

The Saturday that I was moving in, all the neighbors came to say hello, they were all very nice and invited me to their homes for dinner or beers.

Most of them were my age or older, but one couple that stopped by had brought there twenty six year old daughter with them, she was drop dead georgous, 5’6″ 110 lbs with shoulder length black hair and a rock hard body! Her tits were fairly small but looked to be hard as the rest of her body.

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Okay, so I get stressed. It goes with the job, you know? I deal with people, a lot of people, on a daily basis. And it winds me up. Everyone has their own ways to cope. I don’t do yoga or any of that new-age crap. I hit the gym. Not to be a bodybuilder, or to train for marathons. I’m not even the type that goes just to check out women, like some of my buddies who shall remain nameless. I mean, I’m not single and haven’t been for awhile. I go to blow off some steam and try to regain the little bit of the sanity I lose on a daily basis. And that’s where I was today. I was finishing off one of my typical routines on an exercise bike and planning to just zone the hell out.
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Alex, where is our play kit?” I asked, noticing that he wasn’t carrying it.

“It’s inside.”

“Go get it. I’ll be in the car,” I told Alex as I walked down the driveway. When my husband thinks we aren’t going to hook up, he leaves our play kit at home.

Alex’s little bag comes in handy when we go to dances or play parties and end up getting naked. Besides condoms and lube, his pack contains toothbrushes, lipstick, breath mints, hair scrunchies and a toy or two. The hair scrunchies keep my long, red hair out of the way when I’m giving blowjobs and became an essential part of our play kit early on.

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I thought I would share our first anal experience. Anne and I have been married for 12 years and have been very happy together. We booked a night on the town to get out and have some time together. We left the kids with my parents. We booked into a hotel in the city and proceeded to get into a barrage of drinks from various hotels we wandered to and from. We were having a great time.
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It takes him forever just to meet my eyes. I think he is sexy and I like a challenge, so I flirt with him whenever I come into the office. Mostly because he seems shy so I think it’ll unnerve him a little; partly because when you see somebody so calm like that, so even-keeled, you want to shake them up a bit. Throw them off balance, make sure they remember you. But then he looks me in the eye for the first time, and I think, damn. His eyes are blue.
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So I have been thinking about this series of scenarios and want to share them with you. I am sure that you will be glad to see me after over a month of celibacy. I know I will be very excited to see you. I may not wear underwear to pick you up from the airport. I think I will wear something low cut so that you can see just a hint of cleavage. Maybe a skirt so that I am all the more accessible to you and your hands. I will be in my car just outside so that I don’t have to go to the parkade (really) and my darling Bunny will come out the door with his crushing amount of luggage on a luggage cart so that his hands are free to give me a sweet hug and luscious kiss.
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