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Every year, in Louisiana, just before the onslaught of the Easter season the masses of the state have a grand celebration known as Mardi Gras. This is the last big party before the religious observance of the Lenten season. People come from all over to enjoy the festive air and decadence that surrounds the partying.

New comers are sometimes shocked at the display of nudity that accompanies the festivities. But those participating in then festivities don’t think twice about the scenery.

James, Daniel, and I decided this year to go join the fun. The temperatures were pleasant and we needed something to pull us out of the winter’s slump. So we made hotel reservations on Bourbon Street and packed a small suitcase, we didn’t need much for just a few days, and we traveled south to New Orleans. We wanted to be in the thick of things.

I was really excited about the aspects of the city. We live in a small town and it is quiet and pleasant. But sometimes one must to bust loose and party hardy. This was one of those times. James was down because of the stress of his job. Daniel just wanted to experience the magic of the celebration for the first time and I needed to let loose and relax.

It’s about a five-hour drive from our house to New Orleans so we took some good music, food, and drink to make the ride more comfortable. We took the SUV because it was more comfortable than the truck or the car. James drove and Daniel and I occupied the back seat. We had a really good time on the road.

After we got on the interstate, Daniel took my blouse off and started sucking and playing with my breasts. I noticed James adjusting the rear-view mirror so he could watch the fun.

My pussy started getting wet and I reached down and masturbated. The decadence had begun. Daniel had made my nipples really hard and he was squeezing them gently between his fingers. He noticed that I had moved lower to please myself and he knew we couldn’t have that for long, so he traveled a little south.

Daniel has a great tongue, almost as good as James’. He used it to swirl around the entrance to my vagina and lick and flick my hardening clitoris. I removed my hand and let him take over. I spread my legs, and lay back on the seat. I heard a loud horn blow and I saw James wave out the window. The truckers were thanking him for the show and I smiled.

Things were heating up in the back seat. Daniel had unleashed his penis and climbed on top of me. His massive tool found the opening his tongue had provided. Juices were flowing from my cunt and my temperature had risen at least ten degrees.

I rolled down the window so I could feel the breeze blowing across my body. And the cool air made my nipples hard again. While Daniel fucked me he licked my hard breasts and I had my first orgasm.

It was deep in my body and I convulsed uncontrollably. When my body finally settled I let out a long moan and James said “I like that sound.”

We all laughed and Daniel pumped me harder. I could tell he was getting close to an orgasm. He had been fucking my cunt for over an hour. Sweat was dripping from is forehead. I could feel his balls tightening and knew that it wouldn’t be long before I felt that wonderful cum flow into my waiting love hole.

I said to James, “Better start looking for a rest stop where there aren’t many people. Your services are going to be needed here in just a few minutes.” And then I screamed with pleasure as Daniel came down hard on me and released that marvelous cum of his deep into my thirsty pussy.

“Mmmmmm, that was great!” I whispered.

Daniel smiled and lay his head on my breast his dick shriveled and hung on the edge of my soaked cunt.

About ten-minutes James pulled into a rest stop. He climbed out of the front seat and into the back. “Clean up time,” he said. “Who’s first?”

Daniel rolled off of me and offered his cock to James. James looked at me and I shook my head yes. So he licked his lips, kneeled down, and opened his mouth to take Daniel’s limp penis into his mouth.

I reached down and undid James pants and played with his little dicklett while he sucked Daniel’s growing penis. I opened my mouth and ran my tongue over his little prick head and flicked my tongue in and out of his little opening. Then I sucked his entire little penis into my mouth and sucked it as a baby would a pacifier.

He moaned and sucked Daniel more fervently. His tongue was whipping around Daniel’s penis head and he was licking at the last of the oozing cum.

Then he attacked the length of his cock — all twelve inches of it. A moan escaped his lips, as he tasted my juices on the shaft of the instrument he was licking. “Do I taste good to you, James,” I asked.

Without taking away from Daniel, he glanced at me and shook his head a glimmer was in his eyes. This pleased me.

Just as Daniel was getting excited at James’ cleaning, James finished his job. He shifted his position and I spread my legs for his entrance into my private kingdom. I felt his wonderful tongue plunge balıkesir escort deep into my person and fire shot through my stomach warming my entire being.

Daniel had started rubbing his penis. The cleaning always made him horny again. I reached out and took his cock in my hand and rubbed my thumb over his head. It was moist with precum already. I started pumping his dick and he lay back to enjoy the pleasure I was giving him.

James was diligently licking and sucking Daniel’s cum out of my pussy and I was very aroused. He knows all of the spots that drive me crazy and he can reach my G-spot with that tongue of his.

I was soaked and a passion was burning in my groin. He licked me for about a half-hour and I had a most explosive orgasm as he pulled his tongue out of my box and gave my eager clit a cleaning too.

I slumped on the seat, exhausted and closed my eyes.

James climbed out of the back seat of he vehicle and went to the back to take out the food we had brought.

I was hungry after burning so many calories. He made me a ham and cheese sandwich and Daniel a turkey and cheese and he had a little of both turkey and ham on his sandwich. He brought around the bag of chips and some drinks and we filled our bellies before we continued our trip.

The rest of the trip took about an hour and a half; I had no idea we had traveled so far. Time really does fly when you are having fun. I really enjoy my men.

On this trip not only did Daniel, James and I have fun but so did the truckers. I know because every time that James would pass one the drivers would honk. They really liked the sideshow below.

For the rest of the trip I made sure that my first three buttons were undone so that my never supported breasts were visible for all to see. And Daniel helped by playing with them and pulling them up when we slowly passed beside a trucker. Sometimes I even pulled my skirt to show the driver my clean-shaven pussy.

When we got to the French Quarter, James found the garage to the hotel and parked the vehicle. The men unloaded the luggage and we walked around the corner to the entrance.

Daniel got the key to the room and we found our way to the floor. I was horny again. It had, after all been two hours since a dick or tongue had been in my hungry pussy.

I stripped my clothes off and turned on the shower. Hot water covered my aching body. I slid my hand down to play with my clit and relieve some of the stress from the road. The curtain was pulled back and James stepped in to help wash me.

He took the soap and lathered his hands. Then he rubbed them over my beasts, stomach, and then down to my hard clit and wet muff. “Mmmmmm, you do that so good,” I smiled at him.

He kneeled down and ran his soapy hands down my legs to my feet. He lifted his head and his tongue came out and entered my hungry love tunnel and a fire grew in my belly.

Just then Daniel joined us. James gave way to his masculine counterpart. He slunk to the back of the shower as Daniel took his place in front of me his massive tool pointing at its target.

My mouth began to water. I wanted his manhood to make me feel like a woman. I was weak with passion. I leaned back and James caught me. He held me while Daniel inserted his cock into my dripping snatch.

The water pounding down on our bodies seemed to match the rhythm of Daniel’s hips as he shifted them in and out so that his cock pleased my cunt. I could feel James’ little dicklett as it hardened against my butt.

Within minutes I had his dicklett in my ass and Daniel’s ramrod in my pussy. Their hips pushing towards me in unison, squeezing me in the middle. I don’t even think my feet were touching the ground as I was sandwiched between these two men whose only goal in life was to please me.

I don’t know how long we fucked like that with the water adding to our pleasure, but when we finally slid down into the tub, a heap of boneless bodies, our fingers and feet were completely wrinkled.

We laughed and James grabbed the soap and lathered all three of us. His hands diligently cleaned each nook, crack, and cranny of all of our bodies. Then he stepped out of the tub and handed me the fluffiest towel I had ever had on my body. I wrapped it around me and as I stepped out of the tub, he took it from me and dried every part of my being. He did the same for Daniel. We dressed and it was getting close to dusk. We had a balcony outside our suite; this was a must for our stay. We wanted to watch and play with the crowds without being stampeded. I love Mardi Gras, but I have an extreme fear of crowds.

I had put on a very short mini skirt and a peasant blouse with stiletto heels. I gathered up my beads and started looking out the window. There was certainly a big party going on.

James put on his slave leather with its silver buckles and Daniel wore tight leather pants and no shirt. We walked out on the balcony with a gross of Mardi Gras beads, long strands, the kind everyone wants.

The bartın escort crowd noticed us and stopped beneath our balcony. “Throw me something!” the masses, yelled. I smiled, “What do I get for my beads?” I asked.

A young man asked, “What do you want?”

I told him, “I want the thing you value most in your life. What you would miss if it were gone?”

He looked puzzled and said, “Wow, I didn’t know I was going to have to think today.”

I laughed and called down, “Show me your dick and I’ll shower it with beads.”

“Oh, I can do that, sure, here; how do you like this one?” he called up to me as he unzipped his tight jeans. A mid-sized penis fell out of its stall.

I laughed and said “I’ve seen better, but thank you for the show,” and I ran a string of beads through my legs to give them my essence and threw them to him.

Meanwhile, Daniel had caught some cute little thing’s attention. His penis was pushing against the restraints of his leather pants. She obviously had large breasts and she wasn’t ashamed of them. She was rubbing her blouse around them. Daniel yelled to her, “Hey pretty lady, do you see these beads?”

She smiled at him and said, “Oh yeah, are you going to give them to me?”

“What do I get if I do?” Daniel said.

“I’ll give you a blowjob!” she called back.

Daniel smiled and looked at me to get my reaction.

I said, “Go for it!” “Nah, she’s too young for me and she could never take all of me into her mouth like you do. I just want to see her breasts,” he covered himself.

I laughed and said, “Oh no, you need this one!”

“You say that now,” he challenged.

“No, I mean it; I can tell she’s hot and she’s young enough to be really tight. I think you should show her what a real man is like and ruin her for all those macho guys that think they have big dicks.” I decreed.

He smiled, “Take it off,” he yelled. She tore her top off without even a thought. She did have beautiful breasts. And I looked at James as his little dicklett tried to break the pressures of his slave restraints.

I turned and walked into the room. The guys kept playing. I walked out of the room and down to the street. I found the girl that had torn off her shirt.

I said, “Do you like the looks of that guy you just took your shirt off for?”

She looked stunned. When she spoke she said, “He’s cute and sexy!”
“Yes, he is, isn’t he? Would you like to fuck him? I asked?

“Oh do you think he would want to have sex with me?” she asked surprised.

“I know he would, he told me so,” I lied.

“Yeah! I’d love to have him make love to me.” She said innocently.

“Then come with me and I’ll introduce you,” I said and led the way back to the room.

When I entered, Daniel looked at me and said, “You are BAD!”

“Yes, I am! This is Rebecca and she thinks you’re cute! Why don’t you entertain her for a while?” I smiled and winked at him.

“Hi, Rebecca, are you having a good time tonight?” he asked her.

“Yeah, I’m having fun. My friends are never going to believe you invited me to come to your room!” she giggled.

“Well, when we’re finished, you will have proof that I did!” he promised.

“Come join me in the other room,” he said as he took her hand and led her to the bedroom.

I joined James back out on the balcony. I took his hand and placed it on my breast. He squeezed it gently. “Are you all right with him screwing her?” he asked.

“Sure, I got her for him didn’t I?” He’ll have fun and she’ll have a story to tell all of her friends. Everyone wins!” I said. “Plus I get to flirt with these guys a while longer.” I leaned over and kissed him and he moved his hand to my wet pussy.

“Oh, this stuff really turns you on doesn’t it?” he asked.

“Yes, very much!” I smiled and turned to address the crowd.

“Hey, pretty lady, what do you have under that short little skirt of yours?” I heard someone call from the crowd.

I looked around for a face to attach to the words and I saw a tall black man waving at me. I smiled and yelled back to him, “The prettiest pussy you have ever seen, I assure you,” I called back.

“I bet you do,” he called, “Is there any chance I can take a look at it,” he pleaded.

I looked at James. He looked at me and reached over and pulled the front of my skirt open. My smooth, shaven pussy with its hungry clit was exposed to the masses on the street. James leaned over and kissed me hard on the lips and then knelt down and licked my pussy. The crowd exploded in a triumphant cheer.

I threw the black man a long sting of beads covered with my pussy juices. Then I pulled James up and exposed his little dicklett to the crowd. The guys all laughed at his poor excuse for a prick. I knelt down and took it into my mouth and sucked. The guys on the street cheered and yelled, “Do me next, do me!”

I came up and licked my lips. They cheered more. One guy yelled “What room are you in lady?”

I smiled, waved and sent him a batman escort pair of beads with my essence.

We spent the next hour and a half playing with the crowd and throwing them beads. It was a dream come true for me.

When we went inside, I went to check up on my stud and his toy. I peeked into the room and Rebecca was riding him like a bronco. She did have large breasts and they were bouncing like balloons as she pistoned her body up and down on his hard cock.

He had his hand on her pussy rubbing her clit as she moved up and down on his body using her knees to support her.

She moaned and threw her head back as he played with her. “Oh, you do that so good,” she cried as he pinched her clit between his fingers.

Then she orgasmed and fell face first onto his chest.

I slipped into the room and sat quietly in the chair. I just wanted to watch for a while.

He rolled over and pulled her hips up. He ran his hand over the length of his large cock and put two fingers into her wet snatch. He opened her up and pushed his prick deep into her again.

“Oh, how do you keep going?” she asked.

“Experience, my dear!” he smiled and started humping her like a dog.

“You are like a machine. I want to take you home with me,” she whispered as he rammed her pussy with all his force.

“Well, do you think you could handle this every night of the week?” he questioned.

“Oh yeah, that would be like being in heaven!” she cried. “Well, you’ll have to talk to my lady about that then,” he told her.

As he fucked her I spread my legs and my hand slid down between my legs. I plunged my fingers into my juicy cunt. I was enjoying watching my own personal porn-flick. I liked listening to them and watching him fill her little snatch with his massive tool.

“Is she your lady? I thought she was with the other guy and she got me for you so you wouldn’t feel left out!” she confessed her thoughts.

“Oh no, she told me she wanted me to fuck you so she could fuck other men,” he teased.

“You wouldn’t let her fuck other men would you… ohhhhhh!” She sighed as he rammed her deep and her body convulsed.

“Yeah, if she wanted to. Do you see something wrong with that?” he asked as her reached around and played with her clit.

“Mmmm oh that feels so good. Did she teach you how to have sex with a woman so that she will want you always?” Rebecca questioned.

The harder he fucked her the faster I ran my fingers in and out of my cunt. I licked the finger of my other hand and ran them over my hard clit. I closed my eyes; listened and fantasized that he was fucking me. The faster he fucked her the deeper my fingers went into my box and the harder my clit became.

James came looking for me. I motioned for him to join me but to be quiet. He walked over to me and sat at my feet. He noticed that I was playing with my clit and he brushed my hand away and started licking me.

“No, not really, but she is really good!” Daniel pulled all the way out except for his head. Then he shoved really hard into her cunt and she exploded in a very exciting orgasm.

“Oh my god!” she screamed. “Please don’t let this end! I love the way you fuck me!” she cried. “I want your mouth on my pussy. I want you to fuck me like this all of the time!” she screamed.

James was licking me faster and my entire body convulsed as Daniel filled her with his seed.

“Okay baby, anything you want!” Daniel told her and exploded into her pussy.

“Awwww,” she moaned and lay there drenched in her and Daniel’s sweat.

Daniel turned over and saw James and me watching. “Hi baby! She was a nice gift. She likes to fuck almost as much as you.” He winked and smiled at me.

Rebecca realized then that I was standing there. She covered her naked body and appeared to be embarrassed.

“It’s okay,” I said, “I’ve seen a woman’s body before.” I giggled.

“You said you wanted me to have sex with him,” she defended her actions.

“Yes, and it appears that he likes fucking you too,” I smiled.

“Do you want me to leave now?” she asked?

I looked at Daniel for his response.

“Why don’t you stay and have dinner with us?” he asked her.

“Can I do that?” she pleaded.

“You need to tell us,” I said, “we don’t know if you have people waiting for you or not.”

“Oh, they’re probably gone by now,” she said, “besides I would like to stay with Daniel for the night!” she admitted.

Daniel looked at me for a response.

I just smiled and said, “Well then, you should take a shower so we can go to dinner, I’m getting hungry.”

Rebecca looked at Daniel and he said, “Go ahead and I’ll join you in a few minutes.

After she left the room and the shower was running, Daniel climbed off the bed, walked up to me and kissed me long and hard. “She is very young and impressionable. She thinks she’s in love with me already,” he whispered.

“Well, after tonight you must send her home,” I told him. “I will sleep with James tonight.”

I turned to James and he had a smile on his face. “Don’t be too smug,” I told him, “I didn’t say we were going to have sex.”

Daniel went to join Rebecca in the shower.

James got a washcloth and ran some hot water in the sink. He sat me on the toilet and bathed me to get the grit of the city off my skin.

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All of my stories are true. Most of them happen in the 1970’s when sex was still safe.

One of the more enjoyable parts of being Head of Security in a luxury apartment complex was the people watching. I got to see all kinds of different people come and go about their daily lives. Most stopped by to at least say a hello and indulge in some brief chit chat. One of the tenants I had noticed but rarely spoke to was Eve. She was in her mid twenties, slim with small breasts. She had brown hair and blue eyes and always dressed a little funky. I never found her to be particularly attractive but she seemed nice.

I would often see Eve with a much older man who appeared to be in his 50’s. It was clear that there was some type of romantic relationship. They would both say hello in passing but rarely stuck around for much else.

One day Eve stopped by the lobby security desk with another woman. Gretta was a tall blond with a really shapely body and green eyes. Apparently she was visiting from Providence and she and Eve made small talk. It was clear to me that Eve was making a point of introducing us. During the course of conversation Eve told me that Gretta was a friend of hers and that they were both in the same photography class at Boston University. Rather than drive back to Providence Gretta was going to stay over at Eve’s the days that they had class. Eve told me if I saw Gretta I should go ahead and buz her in at any time. So after a few more minutes of conversation they headed off to Eve’s place. I watched Gretta’s shapely ass walk away and hoped that I might get a chance to tap that someday.

Over the next few weeks I would see the two women come in from class together and they would stop to talk for a few minutes. The main topic of discussion was what they were learning in their class. Gretta actually already had a photography studio in Providence and worked professionally but was taking the class to help branch out in her work. Every time they stopped by I was sure I saw a twinkle in Gretta’s eye that told me we would definitely get naked some time together. Eve was always as platonic as ever.

On particular night they both came in and were giggling a bit when I asked them how class went. Turns out that they had nude models that day and were commenting on how beautiful it was. We talked for a few more minutes before they headed up to Eve’s place.

A few hours later they both came down to the lobby and I could tell that something was on their mind. They made a little small talk and then Eve hit on the main reason for their visit. They had an assignment to submit some nude photographs for their class and wanted to know if I would consider posing for them? I was a bit taken aback. This ardahan escort wasn’t something that I had ever considered and asked them for more information. They explained that tit would be in all black and white. They were asking me because they thought I had a nice body.

Of course I was intrigued by the proposition and Gretta’s eyes were practically begging for me to say yes. After thinking about it and enduring the gentle pleading of the ladies I finally agreed. We chose a day about a week later when none of us had classes. I remember this date very clearly for reasons that will become apparent but it was May 10, 1977. The girls told me to be at Eve’s apartment at about 11:00 in the morning and they would have everything all set to go.

I awoke on the morning of May 10 to find that Boston had suffered a freak snow storm overnight! There looked like there was at least 6 inches of snow on the ground. I got out of bed, showered and dressed and headed to Eve’s apartment.

The ladies met me at the door and welcomed me with a cup of coffee. Eve had a two bedroom apartment and the second bedroom was where we would do the photography. After a few minutes of chit chat we headed into the room. They had lights set up and cameras on tri-pods, it looked like the whole thing was on the up and up. A little nervously I disrobed and headed over to the bed.

For the next half hour the women told me how they wanted me posed and I did my best to please them. I was 6′ tall and about 175 pounds of muscle then so I wasn’t ashamed of my body. Finally they told me that it was time for a break.

During the break they talked about various things that were Greek to me. F-Stop settings? Finally Eve came over to me and told me that they really appreciated me modeling for them and that I was doing great. “There’s only one tiny thing we’d like to change for the next set.” She said.

She paused and continued, “We’d um, like to um, see if we can um, get some shots with um you er, um, erect.” She looked down at the floor the whole time and was obviously very embarrassed. I was a little embarrassed too but then an idea popped into my mind.

“I can do that ladies,” I said helpfully, “But I would need a little help.”

There were several moments of silence before Eve mumbled, “What er, um kind of help?”

I looked her in the eyes and told her that it was very intimidating being the only naked person in that room and that I would really be uncomfortable trying to get and maintain and erection with them fully clothed. “Fair is fair ladies.” I continued “If I can get naked in front of you two I don’t see any reason why you can’t get naked in front of me.”

The two artvin escort of them huddled together in whispered conversation and then came back. Eve agreed that they would take their clothes off but at the same time reminded me that this was art and not some “sick fantasy.” I told her that I understood. She nodded and then reached to pull her sweater over her head.

In just a few minutes they were both as nude as I was. Naked Eve wasn’t much more attractive to me than she was with clothes on. She had small uneven breasts with tiny nipples, slim hips and a big brown bush. Although I usually like small breasted women I didn’t feel much attraction to her.

Gretta on the other hand was really beautiful to behold. Her blonde hair was loosed and felt just below her shoulders. Her full heavy breasts hung proudly and fully. Her pink areolas were the size of silver dollars and were capped with nipples that looked like pencil erasers. Her waist pulled sharply in and then flared to display true woman hips. She had trimmed her bush back so that I could see that she wasn’t a true blonde, light brown was the color, and that she had a very nice set of pussy lips peeking through the rough. Looking at her I started to get hard.

The ladies encouraged me to get back up on the bed and start posing again. As they moved around me I got glimpses of their pussies and bouncing breasts but my main focus was on Gretta’s body. Before long I had a respectable but not raging erection.

After a few shots Eve once again spoke up. “Can you get it bigger/”

I reached down and began to stroke myself to greater hardness and once I achieved my full growth they clicked more pictures. But I was finding it hard to concentrate and before too long I had softened.

I could tell that Eve was getting ready to pipe up again so this time I looked at them and then at my softened cock and simply said, “I could use a little help here!”

They both looked at each other and I heard Eve whisper, “you know I can’t!’ Gretta finally moved away from Eve and came over to the bed. I was standing there on the bed and Gretta’s head was right about at the level of my crotch.

She reached up with her left hand and carefully wrapped it around my cock and started stroking me. The whole time she just stared at my cock as she gently pumped me. I heard the click of the camera and realized that Eve was taking more pictures. Gretta didn’t seem to notice.

As I grew to full size I started to leak some precum and Gretta just continued to pump and stare. Suddenly she leaned forward, her tongue moved out from between her lips and she licked the head of my cock. She seemed to savor the taste for just a moment bodrum escort and then slid the head of my cock in between her lips. I glanced at Eve but her face was hidden behind the camera and she just kept shooting pictures.

Instinctively I reached down and began to play with her breasts and nipples. She moaned at my touch and sucked a little harder. One hand stayed to pull at one of her hard nipples and the other came back up behind her head. I pulled her closer, sinking my cock deeper into her mouth. Slowly I began to fuck her mouth.

I was really getting to enjoy the sensation when Eve spoke up again, “Take it out of your mouth so I can get a good shot of it!”

Gretta pulled me out of her mouth but kept her hand pumping me.

“Now look up at him while you pump his cock!” Eve instructed.

Gretta looked into my eyes with half opened eyes and parted lips as she pumped my cock. She looked incredibly beautiful.

Eve essentially took over and had us perform various positions and poses. I had the pleasure of tasting Gretta’s hot pussy while the camera clicked away. I fucked her doggie style while pulling her hair as the camera clicked away. She straddled me and fucked herself up and down on my cock while the camera clicked. When she finally came the camera caught that too.

I was fucking Gretta’s big tits, the head of my cock occasionally penetrating her lips, when I realized that there was no sound of the camera clicking. I glanced over and could see that Eve had put the camera down. She was slumped in a chair watching us. One hand played with her nipples and the other was frantically rubbing her pussy. This was the first time I had found her remotely attractive. The faster she stroked, the faster I fucked Gretta’s tits and mouth. Eve started to moan and it was obvious that she was reaching orgasm. That set me off and I began to cum on Gretta’s tits. She lifted her head up so that I could slide inside her mouth and she caught most of the sperm.

With that I collapsed on top of Gretta.

That was the end of the pictures for the day. We all got dressed again and Eve popped open a bottle of wine. We sipped and talked about the experience. Eve explained that she was a “kept woman.” Her married older boyfriend paid all of her bills and gave her spending money but she had to agree not to have sex with anyone else. That’s why she couldn’t join in.

We finished the wine and I got ready to head back to my apartment. I told the ladies that I was intending to grab a good nap. Gretta’s grabbed my hand and asked if she could join me. So off we went to my apartment. We didn’t get much napping done.

The ladies got an “A” for their assignment although it didn’t include much of the footage with Gretta and me. I got a full set of pictures. Whenever Gretta came to visit she would stop by my apartment for a quickie but she never asked for anything more. When the semester was over she stopped by and gave me a great blow job, said good bye and I never saw her again.

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This is a true story about my wife of 40 years and her exhibitionism early in our marriage. At the time of this story, she had long brown hair that hung to cover her 38DD tits. This was back in the day when pussies were hairy. Her name is Lynn.

Early in our marriage, in the late 70’s when wet T-shirt contests first became popular, a local bar was sponsoring the first contest in this area. Being a big fan of exhibitionism, I began encouraging my (newlywed) wife to participate. The contest was still a few days away and you had to bring your own white T-shirt. She went out and bought a sleeveless, white tank-top type. The shirt accentuated her big tits and her nipples stuck out prominently. It was so thin that you could see her big, brown areolas even before it was wet. It provided some excellent side shots of bare tit as well. I had seen some pictures of wet t shirt contests in some men’s magazines and showed them to Lynn. In these pictures, the girls were all totally naked by the time the winner was declared. When she saw this, she became very excited. The vision of my wife standing naked in front of a bar full of people entered my mind. I can’t believe how excited I was becoming. (but at the same time a little nervous).

Just in case the contest got competitive and she had to strip, I suggested she wear her g-string under her jeans. Little did I know that that she decided not to wear panties at all!. Once the band took a break, the contest was announced. She was up on the stage, which was only about a foot high, in a flash! We had consumed a fair bit aksaray escort of alcohol that night and she was very uninhibited. Even before there were any other contestants on the stage and before there was any water she was flashing her tits to the appreciative audience that had moved right up to the stage. Cameras appeared and hands were reaching out to grab at her jiggling tits. I stood back and watched proudly as my wife’s tits were being felt by many guys in the wild audience.

You must realize this was in the early days of wet t contests and being the first contest in this area, there were no rules established and anything goes! Just as a few more contestants (there were 4 in all) came on stage she began to ease her jeans down. Her hairy pussy started to come into view and the place was going wild. She turned with her back to the audience and slowly pushed her jeans all the way down. Once they were down, she kicked them aside and stood there with nothing on but her thin T-shirt (she was barefoot having kicked off her sandals). By now the crowd was in a frenzy and the other contestants more or less conceded. The stage was so low that it was easy for the guys in the audience to reach out and touch her and that’s just what they did! More than one guy grabbed at her tits, ass and pussy. She was so turned on that she began to slide her finger through her pubic hair and over her clit.

I was also getting more and more excited by the minute and “motioned” for her to spread herself for the audience. She turned around, amasya escort bent over and pulled her ass cheeks as wide open as she could. She was making sure that she would not be leaving that stage without winning! Lynn tore her T-shirt open and threw it into the audience.

Here was my young (23 yo) wife in a bar full of horny guys and girls putting on her own strip show, loosely disguised as a wet T-shirt contest. She jumped up from the lower stage onto a higher stage and laid down on her back. Lynn spread herself for the wildly cheering audience. She spread her pussy lips and the audience was able to see right up her hole, not to mention her puckered asshole that was also on prominent display.

After this erotic exhibition, the contest never really materialized. None of the other girls were up for the challenge. They took a vote and she won easily. She grabbed her jeans and came into the audience totally naked. Since she had torn her shirt and threw it away, her jeans were all she had anyway. She worked her way back to our table as I stood watching her proudly. Her tits and pussy were grabbed by nearly everyone in her path. Finally she made it to the table and sat down to put on her jeans, giving us all a great view of her spread pussy as she did so. Before she pulled her jeans up, I reached over and felt her for myself. Was she ever wet! As I said, she had no shirt so we weren’t sure what to do. She decided to stay topless and continued to sit at our table with her big tits bared for all to see. Guys (and girls) came antalya escort by to congratulate her (or so they said). Many of my work mates were present as well as hers and my brothers. They had seen everything! They all came by to get a closer view at her bare tits since most of their eyes were glued to her chest as they talked. Soon after, we decided to leave for the night and she walked out to the car topless as well. She stayed this way until we got home where I immediately stripped and drove my cock into her as quickly as I could. Even nearly 38 years later, this incident still gets me excited.

She also stripped on a few occasions. She used to be a waitress in a strip bar and every once in a while on amateur night she would get up and strip. She would get very lewd and when guys laid on the stage on their back with dollars, she would plant her bare pussy right on their faces to pick up the tip. The guys loved it. They wouldn’t let her win because she worked there but it did satisfy her exhibitionistic tendencies. I loved it too!

When she finished stripping she stayed nude and finished her waitress shift in just her shoes. As she was walking around the bar and cleaning off tables etc. everyone wanted to hug her which usually meant feeling her ass while they were doing it. Some even slipped a finger between her legs. She didn’t mind at all and I got off watching these guys do it (they didn’t know I was her husband). When she talked to guys at a table, per pussy was right at eye level.

Another time she worked as a bartender and one of her duties was to dance provocatively on the bar. She quite often flashed her tits to the appreciative patrons and sometimes, even her pantiless pussy. There were a couple older gentlemen who were regulars and she often rubbed her bare boobs in their faces which resulted in some very generous tips.

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For about a month, I have been reading Literotica.com and finally started posting a few stories. I haven’t had a really wild sex life, but I figured I should share a few of my interesting moments with other readers.

Liza, my assistant, handles all the computer stuff at the office. In short, my PC crashed and I got what they tell me is called a “C-prompt.” I don’t really know what that means, but they tell me it’s not a good thing.

So Liza takes a look, tries a few tricks, calls a few friends, then tells me that the computer has probably seen better days and suggests we buy a few new ones. Fine by me, but what about all my stuff on my computer that would be lost?

Liza has a friend at TechServ.com who said she could try to retrieve info from my hard drive, and they scheduled to meet last weekend to give it a try. I wish I had just thrown the damn computer in the river.

Liza’s friend, Beck, and I have never met. But she now knows a lot more about me than I ever imagined. They were successful in retrieving most of my documents — including my porn downloads and, worst of all, my contributions to Literotica.com.

Well, when I came in Monday morning, Liza gave me an odd look and asked if we could talk. “Sure, grab me a Diet Coke and we can visit in my office.”

Long story short, she gave me a brief overview of the computer situation and said she could get Beck on the line. She dialed the number, hit the speakerphone button and let Beck take over.

“I was able to recover almost everything on your hard drive,” Beck told us. “But there is one thing I don’t understand.”

“I don’t know much about computers, but shoot.”

“I couldn’t find any of your pics,” this computer chick Beck told me. “And based on what I recovered from your hard drive, you are a guy who HAS to have photos of yourself.”

“Why would you say that?” I asked. “Do you think I’m vain, some kind of egotist …”

“No, I think you are an exhibitionist, and all exhibitionists have pics of themselves,” she chuckled. “So where are the pics?”

Liza afyon escort was laughing too, and I was stunned. I stammered about for a few minutes, then acknowledged that I liked looking and being looked at. I admitted I liked public nudity, but again maintained (accurately) that I didn’t have any photos or tapes of myself naked.

“If that’s the case,” Beck said, “then I’ll head over with your new refurbished hard drive and show you how to upload pics of yourself.” The phone went dead, and I looked at Liza with a puzzled and slightly shocked expression on my face.

“Look, Beck is a great IT person, she works for cheap, she’s one of my best friends — and she thinks she knows you from Hippie Hollow.” That’s a clothing optional spot on Lake Travis that I frequent, but I wasn’t going to admit that to Liza until I figured out what the hell was going on in my very own office. So Liza went back to her office, I started going through the mail, and waited for this Beck woman to show up.

About 10:00 a.m., Liza knocked on my door and she entered with a short brown-haired girl wearing about ten pounds of jewlrey. “Jim, this is Beck,” Liza said in introducing us. I didn’t recognize her, and apparently she didn’t recognize me either.

“He’s not the Jim I was thinking about,” Beck said to Liza, “but the plan is still on.”

Both women giggled, and I just stood there in a daze.

“Jim, we’re going to have some fun with you. Beck came up with a sexy little plan, and I agreed to go along with it. Don’t be mad. Just enjoy it.”

“Enjoy what!?” I asked, wondering what the fuck was happening. While this was going on, Beck started setting up some kind of equiptment in the corner of my office. I didn’t look like computer stuff to me; it looked like photography gear.

“Jim, we found dozens of CFNM stories and pics on your hard drive,” Beck said matter of factly. “Today you are going to be our nude male, we’re going to be your clothed females, and this camera is going to record it all. The disk will be yours when aydın escort we are done. But based on your Internet browsing habits, I bet you will post some of it.”

Okay, I couldn’t deny that CFNM is one of my biggest fantasies. But fantasies and getting nekkid and posing for my secretary and her friend were two entirely different things. I started to just put an end to this whole strange, surreal situation but Beck beat me to the punch.

“I’m a bi-sexual dom and I want you to follow my orders,” Beck said, a sudden seriousness entering her voice and demeanor. “Now let’s both take off our shoes.”

What the fuck, I thought. Liza was silent and serene, and I had no idea how to proceed. Beck started taking off her shoes, so for some reason I did the same.

“Come smell my feet,” Beck commanded. “Now!”

I have never had any sort of foot fetish, but with my mind spinning, I went over and put my face down toward her feet. They were heavily perfumed and actually smelled pretty good. She gently shoved my face into her feet, and demanded that I lick her. And I did it, and started to like it.

If this was not strange enough, Liza — who has told me that she has never had sex, except oral, with anyone other than her husband who she met in college — came over and unfastened my belt. My head jerked up, and Beck almost yelled, “I didn’t say you could stop. Keep licking my feet!”

And again, my confused brain listened to Beck and kept licking and messaging her feet. Liza got my belt off, went to my slacks, unzipped them and started pulling them off of me. With no shoes or sock on, the slacks came off easily. Within what seemed like seconds, Liza was pulling my boxers off of me and I didn’t resist.

“Stand up,” Beck barked, and I did. “Now take your tie and shirt off and be our little naked play thing.”

I didn’t quite know what the “play thing” was going to entail, but in this transe I loosened my tie, removed it and my shirt, and was now totally nude in my office with my secretary and her computer-expert ağrı escort friend whom I didn’t even know.

“It’s about what I expected, but his butt is better toned than I thought.” These were the words from my secretary, who I always assumed had led a conservative sexual life except in the bedroom with her husband.

“You can’t tell until it’s hard,” Beck told her authoritatively. “It looks pretty good, maybe bigger than average, but we have to see it hard.

“Get that pecker hard for me,” Beck almost yelled.

I was somewhat aroused, but lamely asked Beck to take off her clothes to help me get hard and to give me a preview of what I was going to screw.

“You are not fucking anyone in this room but yourself,” Beck declared. “Start stroking it NOW.”

Confused, excited and intgriged, I started rubbing my dick and it got hard quickly. Then I was told to stop touching myself and stand by my desk. Again, for some reason I did this.

My trusted assistant, her friend the computer expert and I were in my office — and I was bone hard while they were fully clothed and telling me what to do. It seemed strange at the time, and it seems a little strange now, but at the time it was very erotic.

Beck started taking photos, telling me to turn this way, turn that way, grab my dick — even pick up the phone and act like nothing was happening! I did all of this, while Beck snapped her camera and Liza cheered me on in a friendly way.

Beck grabbed a trash can by the fax machine and handed it to Liza. “Tell him to come over here and shoot his wad in this waste basket.”

Shit, why not. So I went to about three feet from where they were sitting and starting pounding my meat. Beck stared into her viewfinder, and Liza stared at my cock.

“Cum now,” Beck insisted. “Spurt into this trash can. If you are a real man, your spunk will fly above the trash can and hit Liza in her face. If that happens, I will make her eat it all.”

I was so hot that I pumped liked crazy, and in just a few minutes started cumming. It barely hit the trash can — much less my secretary’s face — but I came hard and jizzed into the trash can with great excitement. The camera rolled, Liza clapped and I started to come to my senses.

The transistion back to the normal was harder than I thought, but I’ll save that for the next post.

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I went to a theme park with some friends. We got settled and I set up my little pop-up tent to keep my stuff in. Some girl, about twenty, with her little brother put her stuff right next to my tent. She then stripped off her denim daisy dukes and tank top and started rubbing sunscreen over her skimpy bikini-clad tight body. She stopped briefly when she saw my glancing and asked if I would be staring all day. I said, no, but in a couple of hours I would happily re-apply her sunscreen for her. She laughed and said, nice try. For the rest of the day we kept bumping into each on water slides and in the very crowded pool. On one occasion I went on a river rapid water slide and she was behind me. I went down a steep slope, came off my tube and she came hurtling down after me. When she hit the water at the bottom her tube flipped over and she landed on me, straddling my body and I looked up and saw how athletic and hot she was, as she laughed, her breasts shuddering slightly under her thin bikini top. She said sorry and got off me and I said, my pleasure…she laughed again and I helped her back on her tube and she looked at me and said she will be needing that sunscreen reapplied soon.

I followed after her and she led me back to where our stuff was and she got the sunscreen, towelled herself off and was about to lay down on it when I told her, she could lay down in my tent if she wanted to get out of the sun and I could apply it in there.

She smiled knowingly and ducked into the tent, laid her towel out on the floor and lay on it. I started off kneeling beside her and it was just a thrill to be able to touch the body of this adana escort stunner. We chatted while I rubbed the sunscreen on her shoulders and back, making sure that I let her know that I had untied her bikini top for full access. She told me that she was wanting to be a personal trainer, but was stripping for a job, doing private shows and parties mainly with a friend. I told her that she had the perfect body for both and she thanked me.

She said that I needed to apply the sunscreen to her sides as well and as I did I had to straddle her butt and she wriggled her hips slightly and my dick got even harder in my swimming trunks. She smirked as she turned her face and asked if I was enjoying myself. I said, of course and rubbed the sunscreen up her sides from her hips, my fingertips brushing the sides of her breasts and she sighed contentedly. She said that she would have to turn over so I could cream her front as well. As she was about to flip over, I heard a young male teenage voice calling for her. I quickly helped secure her bikini back in place and got off her just as her brother poked his head in the tent. She asked if he wanted something to eat and climbed out and said she would meet me in the pool in about an hour. I went on a couple more rides with friends and then went to the pools and let a waterfall massage my shoulders while I waited. I didn’t have to wait long as I saw her lithe body approach the pool and step in, her doe eyes scanning the numerous people in the pool, looking for me.

I watched her hard nipples lengthen as the cold water touched the underside of her breasts as she ventured ankara escort deeper and I made sure that I stepped back into the rough curtain of water to make it harder to see me. She came closer and closer and was just about to walk past me when I ducked under the water. I came up out of the waterfall and enveloped her in my arms and pulled her back behind the water, and she turned to me kissing me, and between kisses, telling me that she had a feeling it was me in the waterfall but wasn’t absolutely sure. She said I was naughty for assuming that I could just kiss her and I said if I was naughty I would pull her bikini off or grope her and she said she liked naughty guys. I lifted her slightly and kissed her under the full force of the powerful waterfall, as she wrapped her legs around me. I carefully pulled the string on her hip, loosening her bikini bottom on one side.

She pushed away from me playfully and told me to come and get her with a smirk as she started to try and swim away. I grabbed her ankle easily and pulled her back and her smile turned to surprise. I asked her if I hurt her and she said her bikini had come loose. I said, well you better cover up because there are people with goggles in the water. She yelped and scrambled to try and get the bikini tied but ended up holding her bikini in her hand as the other side must have come undone at some point. She looked at me, pleading for help and I told her I’ll cover her and she can keep working on her bikini as I placed one large hand over her bare pussy and I pulled her body to me and into the safety of the waterfall again. She said adıyaman escort that she wouldn’t be surprised if I had planned that and she looked up and saw my face and she whispered that I was a naughty guy. I rubbed her silky smooth pussy in response with a grin and felt her thighs open wider as she kissed me.

She told me to make her cum so I slid two fingers inside her tight pussy with one hand with the other I loosened one of her breasts, licking her nipple and then strummed her clit with the other hand, slowly at first and then faster as I felt her body responding, her hips bucking as she fucked my fingers, her beautiful face contorting in orgasmic pleasure, biting her lips to stop from crying out in ecstasy. She pulled her other breast out of the bikini triangle and started licking her nipple as she whimpered and came hard. She didn’t say anything else, just ducked beneath the surface, pulled my shorts down and in one motion whipped my rock hard cock out and I felt her lips around my shaft, her tongue against the head as she pulled me in deeper and released, deeper and released, hard and fast and I knew that I would cum hard before she ran out of breath as I was so turned on as it was. I could feel my orgasm building and I was about pull her up but she seemed intent on finishing the job under water.

I was cumming now and she pulled the head of my dick to the back of her throat and swallowed the whole load. She came up out of the water with a gasp, beautiful as ever, her swimsuit still in disarray. I kissed her hard and she kissed me back and I helped her with her swimsuit. I asked her name and how I could see her next. She said, you’re a smart guy, you’ll find me if you really want to. With that she kissed me again and said she needed to find her brother and leave as she had to work that night. I stayed under the waterfall until my erection subsided, before joining my friends on the waterslides.

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