Sex Stories

Joe was delighted to get the bookkeeping job at the cake shop. It was only for one day a month, but it was well worth it.  In addition to his sweet tooth Joe had his eye on Mary for long time ever since he had moved into the area.  Mary was the boss and she the managed the old fashioned shop well.  The cakes were never quite fashionable, the décor dowdy and shop needed a coat of paint.  But a cake was cake to Joe and he kept coming.
Joe loved the creamy sweetness of the éclairs but most of all he liked looking at Mary.  He loved staring at women often, even when he was with his wife.  Most of the time they looked away in disgust, sometimes they smiled at him (I don’t know which embarrassed him the most).  You see Joe was not a handsome man, his belly hung over his belt and his smile was more of a grin..  So he could look all he wanted, he was not going to get any takers.
Mary could not be described as being beautiful either.  She was just a little short of being obese.  However her face was thin and she had sexiness about her. Her hair was now graying , her attempts at tinting only served to highlight the problem.  One thing Joe liked, her hair was tied in a pony tail. Now in her fifties she had been through two acrimonious divorces that left her bitterly unhappy and fearful of another commitment.
The staff had all gone home and they were alone in the shop, Joe had worked out the profit for the month, $765 not much reward for the long hours Mary had put in.  He had learned early in his career not to worry about the paper profits, he was sure plenty of cash had slipped into Mary’s purse.  She shrugged off of the poor result as Joe had predicted. It was time for have a cup of coffee and cake ( éclairs of course).
“I know you have been looking at me for a long time” Joe looked away he could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks “Do you like me? I bet you think of me 80% of the time” Joe was shocked at her frankness.  He struggled to get the words out “ Yes I do, very much” he said in a quite voice. “Well then come here”  He hesitantly approached her putting his hands as far around her as he could.  She grabbed his head with both hands, her lips were on his lips, her tongue rubbing against his tongue. His cock was now fully erect, somehow he managed to open his fly and it flew out of his underpants. It was now rubbing against her rubber apron.  Oh how he loved the feel of rubber.  He wanted to go and on but the excitement was too much, he came, the white cum spurting over the black apron.
“Now for desert” Mary grabbed his hand and took him upstairs to her apartment. “Let’s take this plate of éclairs”.  The bedroom was musty as was the shop, the bed was king-size and unmade, and the sheets smelt as though had not been washed in weeks.  But Joe was oblivious to his surroundings, he was floating on air.  Mary threw off her cloths “Joe undo my bra”  Her tits flopped, yes they were big and loose but boy they felt good.  Joe now had gotten rid of most of his clothes except his singlet.  Her pussy was now visible, its gorgeous lips irresistible. She was very hairy, to Joe this added to the excitement.  She lay on her back and reached and over and delicately took hold on an éclair.  “Joe I want you to put this cream cake on my pussy”.  Joe knew what she wanted.  He mashed the éclair against her pussy lips.  His tongue dug deep inside.  He passed the chocolate, cream, pastry until he could taste the salty tang of her pussy juices against the smooth exciting inside of her vagina. With one swallow it all went down his gullet, the lot.
It was all too much.  Joe could not stop himself bringing it back up.  The vomit poured over the sheets and over Mary’s pussy.  It felt hot and gooey.  Joe was horrified.  Finally after all these years he got the love he wanted and this.  What was he to do.  “Don’t worry Joe, the sheets were due to be washed anyway”. With that she handed him a towel.  “ What are you doing next week Joe” Joe felt relieved “ I am available”.
That evening Joe’s wife who loved him dearly and did her best to keep him happy and content, said that she had a surprise after supper.  “I went into town today and stopped off at your favorite cake shop.  Guess what I bought you, the desert you just love to eat.”  “Thank you darling” Joe grinned to himself.

by Kanga

I contacted Natalie on a swinger chat site where she was seeking a ‘sensual’ male for ‘intimate encounters’. We started exchanging messages at first and then, after a few days, moved to an instant messaging site where we met up every day. It turns out that she had caught her husband cheating on her before they got married and was going to call it off. He persisted in his desire to marry her and swore it would never happen again, begging her forgiveness. She did relent and they got married, but her bargain was that she could have another man whenever it pleased her and he was to have no one else.

They had been married about 15 years when I came into contact with her and she said she had about six lovers and a few miscellaneous dates over the time they were married. Sometimes she went out to clubs with them, sometimes she went out parking, or sometimes she had them to her house. Often she saw these lovers alone, but sometimes she took her hubby on a date with them as an observer. Sometimes when at home she would have her hubby serve them drinks or run errands for them, and sometimes she had him watch the bull seduce and fuck her.
After a few times, the cuckold hubby came to enjoy this and he even worked to line up potential lovers for her. Natalie and I exchanged pictures of herself and her hubby and myself online and had very sexy discussions about the fun we might have and how we would cuck her man. I even had a few chats with the hubby to make sure he was okay with the whole scene, which he was. After a date or session with a lover, Natalie would tell her hubby all about it. This was very erotic for him and got him aroused. On some occasions, Natalie would deny him sex, but on others they would have animalistic sex together, she told me. Often, she would have him eat her pussy with the lover’s cum in it. The cuckold never knew which to expect.
Eventually, we had become quite friendly and familiar with each other and Natalie and I decided we should meet. I wanted to go to her home, but there were children there. She suggested meeting at a conservation park near her home while her hubby stayed with the kids and I agreed. I pulled up beside her car and slid into the passenger seat beside her. We chatted a little bit and then started to kiss quite intensely. As our tongues were wildly thrusting and probing, my hands were roving under her blouse and skirt, fondling her breasts and gently stroking her pussy. She was wearing no bra or panties it turns out. Gradually I lifted and removed her top and began to lick and suck her erect nipples. After a few minutes of this, she unzipped my fly, took out my cock and proceeded to give me a very sensual blowjob until I was about to cum. There was a picnic table beside her car and she suggested we move to it. We were all alone and it was quite dark. She sat on the end of the table and then lay back with her skirt raised. I licked and tongued her pussy and clit for a while, and fingered her g-spot until she orgasmed. Then I moved in, standing at the end of the table, put on a condom, and began to thrust my cock inside her, pausing occasionally to suck on her tits, then thrusting again until I came. She then took the condom and squeezed out my cum and rubbed it around her pussy and on her tits.

We sat back in her car cooling off, getting rearranged, and chatting a bit when suddenly Natalie said she had to get home to her hubby before my cum all dried up. We said goodbye and agreed to meet up online later on. About an hour after I got home, Natalie and her hubby were on the IM site so I contacted them. Natalie retold some of the evenings events with both her hubby and me online and related how her cuckold hubby had enjoyed cleaning up my cum. Her hubby even thanked me for making Natalie so happy. By prearrangement, Natalie had me send a picture of my cock to her hubby so he could see what she had enjoyed and then we said good night. Natalie and I continued to chat for a couple of months afterward, but we never did get back together again.

by strathmore

Kay had called me when she was leaving work to ask if we were still going out that night. I told her I would pick her up around 7 and that I had a surprise for her. She asked me what I had in mind, but I evaded the questions. I told her that the only request I had was that she wear a skirt and heels. I’m a sucker for a good looking woman in heels with stockings.

I arrived at her place just before 7. She opens the door dressed in a sheer white blouse with a dark skirt and heels. I tell her she looks fantastic and we walk to the car. When she gets in her skirt (I think on purpose) slides up her leg revealing the tops of her stockings.I ask her do you trust me, she replies hesitantly yes. I hand her a blindfold and ask her to put it on, she looks at me to say something, but I remind her that she trusts me.

I drive around for a while before heading to my place. I help her from the car and up to the door. She asks where we are. I whisper shhh just enjoy. I open the door and walk behind her. I lean close to her ear and whisper take off the blindfold. As she opens her eyes I say surprise. She looks around the apartment which is lit by several candles, the table is set for two and there is a single rose at one of the places. I sit her at the place with the rose and ask if she would like some wine. I get her a glass of white wine and serve dinner. During dinner we talk about our days, the whole time my mind keeps replying the moment she got into the car.

After dinner we move to the couch and I ask what movie she would like to watch. She chooses a romantic comedy and we sit back to watch. During the movie I begin to caress her neck, stroking it lightly with my finger. At one point I feel her tense up. I tell her that she should relax and if she would like I could rub her neck and shoulders. Hesitantly she moves to a position where I have full access to her neck and shoulders. I begin to gently rub her neck moving done to her shoulders. After a couple of minutes I start to move down her back. She purrs that feels good. I tell her that it would feel better if she didn’t have a bra on or even her blouse. It was either the wine or the shoulder rub, but she agrees only if she can take them off in the bedroom while I wait here,I agreed.A couple of minutes later she calls me into the bedroom. She was laying on the bed still wearing her skirt and stockings.

I walk to the bed and sit down next to her. Gently I begin to caress her shoulders working my way down her back, taking time make sure she was comfortable and relaxed. I kept working down her back lower and lower to the top of her skirt. I let one hand glide over her skirt covered ass and was shocked that I didn’t feel any panties. Trying to keep my excitement concealed I mentioned that if she likes this then she’ll love the full treatment. She turns her head and asks what do I mean. I tell her hat I could continue with her legs and she wouldn’t have to take anything else off, she agrees. I slide my hands slowly down the outside her right leg, then up the inside. I repeat this with moving up to her back and to her sides. I whisper that if she really wanted the full treatment that she should roll over. By now my cock is straining in my pants and it would be impossible to hide. In one quick move she rolls over on to her back. Gently I begin by tracing her breasts down the sides of her stomach and back up. I get bolder and let one hand graze over her nipples which are erect. Her breathing is getting a little faster as I let my hands glide over her skirt and down her inner thighs. I move down the bed and position myself between her legs to work on her inner thighs. I move my finger further up the inside of her legs under her skirt, past the tops of her stockings. Her breathing is faster and deeper, she is purring that feels good. She raises her hips and slides her skirt off making me break contact with her and I’m in for another surprise. She was completely shaved! I couldn’t resist anymore, I moved my lips right to her pussy.

I kissed her outer pussy lips gently, teasingly and lovingly. I began to trace her lips with my tongue intentionally avoiding her clit. She grabs my head trying to force me to her clit, to give her the release that she desires, need and wants. In what seems like an eternity for her I keep licking my way around her pussy occasionally flicking her clit with my tongue. Finally, I give my entire attention to her clit, driving her closer to the edge, pushing her past the point of no return. She grabs my head, wraps her legs around me tighter and begins to scream…OH MY GOD, I’M CUMMING!!!!!

Once the waves of pleasure subside she begins to turn her attention toward me. Slowly she undresses me taking my rock hard cock from my pants sliding it into her warm waiting mouth, twirling her tongue over the head and stroking it with her hand. She looks up into my eyes and says I want you. I want your cock in me and pushes my back on the bed. She straddles me, slowly sliding her pussy onto my cock. I feel her hot wet tight pussy slowly engulfing my cock. I don’t know how long I can last. She leans forward and whispers in my ear now it’s your turn.

by VANudistcpl

Hello

My Friend I’m writing this letter after several hours contemplating. I know that secrets cannot go on forever and I’d rather be the one to tell you, than you finding out through other means. I know you, but you don’t know me or maybe you do, but anyway, my wife and I enjoy going to the swinger’s parties and bars around the Houston area. She enjoys the attention that she receives from the men and I always like watching her in action.

Well, this June we attended a party at one of the clubs, when they let single men in as well as couples. As something different, we went separate ways upon arrival. I had a few drinks and enjoyed watching all the women flashing and teasing as they danced with and without their husbands. Then I noticed a familiar face on the floor, at least I thought it was familiar. So I waited for the song to stop and followed her over to the bar. It was without a doubt, your wife! What was she doing in a place like this? She’s usually very reserved and has always seemed conservative, especially when it comes to standing out in a crowd. Yet, here she was with skintight black shorts, an almost see-through black top that showed several inches of cleavage, and black heels. WOW, I bet you never had any idea of what a HOT woman you were married to. That nice ass and tiny waist of hers had all the guys drooling, including me.

I decided not to approach her, but just kind of lingered around, just out of sight. There must have been at least six different guys pinch her ass when they went to the bar to order drinks, and one of the guys whispered something in her ear, then managed to squeeze her tit with no resistance. I watched her and kept thinking of how I’d like to be the one feeling on her big tits or ass. As long as I’ve known her I’ve always wondered what your wife would be like if she’d drop her guard for a while and let me get to know her better, now here I was watching from a distance as all these men were touching her ass and tits. I wondered where you were, I kept looking around for someone who looked like the picture she has on her desk, but no luck. I watched as she danced with another guy, this guy was a brown-headed man, about 35 or so. She seemed to particularly like this guy, as she kept a grip on his ass the entire dance.

There is much more to the story, but I won’t force it on you unless you ask. If you tell your wife, be sure and make her think I’m sorry I told you, but I just felt you should know just how fucking HOT your shy, conservative, church-going wife really is. You deserve to know. I know enough about you from talking to your wife to know you’ve been jerking off as you’ve been reading this. So now, go and fuck your wife’s brains out and while she’s cumming underneath you, tell her what I’ve told you and make her confess the whole fucking thing. I promise your sex life will never be the same!

Sincerely,

Anonymous Friend

We had been seeing each other for quite a while,I would stay over at her  place quite regularly,maybe twice a week  or so,especially after our evenings out playing in the local tenpin bowling league,which we enjoyed so much together.
At weekends I would spend some time at her house,doing household repairs and maintenance,whilst she was working part time at a local haberdashery shop.
One particular Saturday afternoon I was busy channeling the TV aerial wiring to various rooms so that both herself and her daughter could watch TV in their bedrooms,when suddenly in the house came her only daughter Annie,she would be about thirty eight years old,the conversation was usual,about life in general,and her relationship with the guy she was seeing was not good,then from the kitchen area I misheard Anne say,it should be you and………..,not me and ……….,I called back in the kitchen and said,”what did you say Annie”?she came into the living room and said quite plainly,”it should have been you and I,and my Mum with Cookie”,I was taken aback at her statement,she was quite attractive,well shaped and clever,head over a section of the local paper.Yes I said,I wonder what your Mum would say to that,we both laughed jokingly.
On other occasions she had made innuendos similar to what had happened that afternoon,like when I was building some stone garden steps leading from the front lawn,Annie would bring me a drink of sort, usually tea or coffee,and would show all she’d got thighs,panties,etc etc,very luresome too,I may add,but I didn’t take up the offer in any way shape or form,knowing full well what her intentions might be,after a few weeks the “calling in” seemed to abate,so all was well .
The lady named Jane, her mother was an attractive woman,about five feet in height,slim,petite,well shaped,nice bum and legs,very smart for a lady of 56 years of age,me being a touch younger,our sex life was excellent,every sort of style method or what you might call it,without going into detail,we did the lot,toys,anal,sexy stories whilst in the act,absolutely wonder time we had.
I asked what she thought to the idea of her daughter Annie  in bed together,making threesome,she asked why, I said, that my answer was  I am  just thinking out loud,recalling to mind what had gone before. Why, do you fancy her then? Jane asked. Yes I do, I replied,but she has a boyfriend,mmmmm… he is no good Jane said,that subject finished at that point.
Another session in bed together led to me asking Jane if she fancied my son,the same way I fancied her daughter,in a way she replied,but he wouldn’t be interested in me,that’s what you think, I said,he told me the other week that you had a smart pair of pins,did he! ,came the reply,if I’d have known that,I would’ve worn a shorter skirt,in fact I will the next time he comes here.  Ok by me,that made her day and mine too.
Time rolled by,and of course this subject would pop up from time to time,you could say it was used as a stimulant by both of us I suppose,until one particular night,my son and I were at Jane’s house,drinking a cup of coffee each,I asked my son if he would be interested in making love to Jane,you bet I would he said,so long as she can put her legs over my shoulders during love making,then laughed,Jane was upstairs,so I said I’ll go and tell her,see what happens,what now?he said,yes no problems,I slid into the bedroom door,sure as heck,she had changed into a shorter mini skirt,and looked great too,then I shot the news,what right now,she said,holding her hand to her breast in shock,yeah its alright,don’t worry about me or anything,enjoy yourself,ok she said turning away as if in embarrassment.
I went back down stairs,my boy,36 years old, was sitting forward,holding his cup of coffee in both hands.  I heard clip clop in the hallway,Jane came through the door,looking really smart,Stephen that’s my sons name,turned his head in astonishment when he saw her standing there,she walked across the living room carpet,sat down opposite Steve,crossing her legs as women do,pulling down her skirt,what was left covering her thighs,nothing was said for a few moments,until I broke the ice by saying,if you want to go ahead,do so,don’t worry about me,they both smiled at one another,Steve stood up,he was already up for the job by the looks of it,he strolled over to where Jane sat,held out his hand,she held his hand,stood up,and they both disappeared out of the door,and went upstairs.
My idea was that they would be enjoying the thrill of the time,maybe an hour went by,they were still together in whatever they were doing,I was bursting to go to the toilet,but it meant I had to pass the bedroom where they were inside,I crept up the stairs,hoping they wouldn’t hear,inched along the landing,a floorboard went squeak.the door was open slightly to the bedroom door,I could hear moaning of enjoyment,perhaps they hadn’t heard me,into the toilet I crept,did what was necessary,and went back down stairs.Maybe another half hour before the peace was disturbed,so to speak,back in the room they came,Jane was wearing a nightie,Steve a big smile,saying by heck that was fantastic he said,Jane nodded her head in agreement as she sat down on the stool,grinning broadly too.
Would you like another drink both of you Jane said,err I think we should go home now Mark,Dad,said Steve,Ive got to be early back on the road,he was only staying overnight with me at my flat,plus he had a hundred miles or so to travel before he got to where he was working.
So off we went,I said goodnight to Jane in the same usual way,big kiss and a cuddle,Steve just gave Jane a quick kiss,bending down to do so,as he is quite tall,she whispered in his ear,yeah was his retort,off we walked up the pathway,into the car and away home,everyone satisfied at the time that had been,all went well I said to my boy,oh yeah!great might do it again if we get the chance,and that was the end of the night full stop.
Later in the week,Jane and I were talking about events that had happened earlier,she seemed a bit reticent,puzzled somehow,I asked what was wrong,nothing,I was just trying to work out why you should want your boy to make love to me,think about it was my answer,you wanted him,and him you,so no problems,no one is hurt,well I don’t think so,that’s ok then Jane said,so long as you don’t have any hang ups about it,no way lass.
The relationship lasted for a few years after that,just the odd session here and there,Steve came down a few times,they both enjoyed each others company each time,but I never took up the offer of her daughter,maybe she wasn’t swinger minded,and,everyone is still very happy.

by keencenturion