Truck Stop SeXStoRY

This is a short story that took place, when I was on my way back from a short visit to Cincinnati, Ohio, to see some old friends of mine. This really happened, and I still find myself remembering what took place over and over again. I got a late start getting on the road to get home, so by the time I started getting close to Ft. Wayne, Indiana, I was getting tired. I found myself pull into the rest area, just south of Ft. Wayne. It was after midnight, and there were only a few trucks in the rest area. I pulled into a parking spot, and decided to go into the rest room, and splash some water on my face to wake myself back up. Just then I thought, what the hell, and went to the last stall, and started to jack myself off. I was really getting into it, and had not paid any attention to listen if anybody else came into the rest room. I opened my eyes, only to see a guy looking over the stall wall, with a big smile on his face. He just told me, wish you would not waist your load that way. Not to miss the opportunity, I answered, what do you suggest I do? He said that he was a trucker, and had noticed that I went into the rest room, so he figured I was looking for some hot fun. I just told him, that I was always up for fun. He suggested that we go out to his rig, so I followed him to the biggest sl**per that I had ever seen. I guess it was called a double sl**per. Well we both got in, and slid into the bunk. He started to take my shirt, then my pants, and under ware off. It had been a long time since I have had a guy undress me, so it was nice to have done. He didn't wait for me to start taking his clothes off, and hurried up and stripped his off. He laid me down on my back, and started to suck on my nipples, and slowly work his way down to my waiting cock. I was thinking, that this was way better then jerking off in the bath room. When he took my hard cock into his mouth, I let out a short moan of pleasure. By now he was bobbing up and down on my cock, driving me crazy with lust. I felt that feeling in my balls that I was going to cum, so I just relaxed, and let my load of cum shoot into his wet mouth. He started to moan, and never stopped sucking my cock. He got every bit of my cum. As I started to get soft, he pulled away, and rolled over. He motioned for me to return the favor for him, and boy was I wanting to get his hard cock into my mouth. He wasn't a big guy, but his cock was hard, and tasted so dam good in my mouth. It did not take long, before he started to pump his cock into my mouth, which meant he was ready to cum. I kept sucking, and then he started to shoot! One squirt, then another, and another. His cum was think, and really tasted good, so I swallowed. I sucked him till he got soft. I rolled over, and I closed my eyes. I guess I was more tired than I thought, because the next thing I remembered, was being woke up, laying on my stomach, and this trucker, with his now hard cock in my asshole. Now I have been fucked in my ass before, but I had always, known when it was being done. He must have been awake for some, time, because he had lubed my ass with some gel, and slipped his hard cock into me. It felt so good, but I wanted it to go on more and more. After about twenty minutes, he started to pump into me faster and harder, so I knew he was just about ready to pump my asshole full of his juicy cum. I love the feel of a nice load of cum shoot into my ass, because of the warm feeling. Just then He let go, and I felt the first of his load shoot into me. After he came, he didn't stop right away, which was good for me, because by now I had put my hand under my belly, and started to play with my cock. I felt his cum seeping out of my ass, as he pulled out of my asshole. Man I was in hog heaven. He did not miss a beat, and rolled me over, and lubed up my cock, and slid on top of me and positioned his ass over my cock. It took a little doing, but my cock slipped into his ass and we started to enjoy my cock in him. He bounced up and down on my cock, and as he was doing that I reached down and grabbed hold of his cock. I just played with it, and it started to get hard again. By this time I was moaning like a bitch in heat, and he was enjoying himself watching me try to pump my dick up into his ass. I was jacking his cock off as fast as I could, Just then he started to shoot another load of cum all over my belly. This was too much for me to see, so I started to shoot my load of cum into his waiting asshole. As I lay there, with my cock slowly getting soft, and it slipping out of him, I just thought to myself, dam this night went a lot better than I had hoped for. We both got cleaned up, and said that it was a good night for both of us. I went into the rest room, to clean myself up. I looked down at my watch, and noticed, that four hours had gone by! See this proves that it is best to stop and rest, if you find yourself tired when you are driving down the highway. Plus, you never know, it might end up being a better idea than you had planned it to be, like with me.

Tights to Work SeXStoRY

What started out to be a bit of fun was to turn into an experience I shall never forget. Let me start at the beginning. I’m getting close to forty and have been in a steady relationship with my female partner for over a decade but I have an absolute obsession with nylon and in particular, tights. I insist she wears them when we have sex and when she is not around I like to wear them along with, sometimes, her knickers. On this particular day I had the crazy idea to wear a pair of her barely black tights and white satin knickers to work ( I work in a warehouse driving a forklift) to see what it would be like to spend a whole day in them plus the fact of being amongst my work mates with them on and no-one knowing. This turned out to really excite me and I had the notion that it would turn into a regular event. Anyway, one of the blokes I work with is my best mate and we pretty much grew up together. We spend many a minute when things are quiet talking about sex and I said to him that I really wanted to tell him something but he must swear not to tell anyone, to which he agreed. Since we have, in the past, messed about wanking in front of one another and even played with each other I knew it would be safe to tell him my secret so I did. After he stopped laughing he asked me why, so I told him, and he asked me if he could have a look! I told him we would have to find somewhere out of the way. We decided the best place was the disabled toilet in the corner of the yard because it has a lock on the door. Getting in there would be easy but we had to be really careful getting out. Two blokes coming out of one toilet would look a little strange. Once we were inside he told me to drop my trousers which I did and then he got me to do a turn. Since I was at last free I could feel my cock growing under the satin and was starting to get a bit horny. We were on our dinner break so we were safe for a good 45 minutes and I thought I would have some fun. I moved over to the hand basin and bent forward a little. He said I looked good and asked if he could have a feel. I told him to go ahead so he came up behind me and put his hand on my ass. It felt good as he stroked in circles over my nylon covered behind and he, every so often, gave a bit of a squeeze. My cock was now really hard and I reached down to feel it through my tights and panties when I heard his flies opening. I looked round to see his long hard cock and he said that he was going to have to wank over the sight of my lovely ass. That was when lust took over and I asked him if he would like me to suck him off. He only took a second to say yes so I dropped to my knees and took a close look at his gorgeous weapon. I had never sucked a cock before but I had had it done to me so I kind of knew what to do. I took hold of it and he gave a little moan then I moved my mouth over the helmet and got my first taste of dick. I moved my mouth over it and took it as far down as I could then pulled back and did the same again until I had a nice rhythm going. I was loving it and so was he judging by the moans and groans. He really did have a great cock and I did not want to stop. I got faster and faster and he whispered that he was nearly ready to come. I then stopped and asked him if he would like to go a step further and fuck me. Since sucking him was so good I figured that having him pound me from behind had to be worth a try. He seemed to be a bit unsure so I bent over the basin again to se if the sight of my nylon, panty covered ass might make his mind up for him. It did. He seemed to lose his self control and grabbed the gusset of my tights and ripped a hole in them. He roughly yanked my panties out of the way and positioned his cock at my waiting hole. He spat on to his hand and lubed his cock then did the same to my asshole. I braced myself for what was to come next and bit on my fingers. I felt his knob against my awaiting hole and then he pushed it all the way in in one hard thrust. I cannot say it did not hurt but when he drew it back and did it again the pain seemed to ease and I could concentrate on the feel of his rock hard cock filling me up. He got faster and faster and I was loving every second. I reached down under my panties and started to rub my cock cause it would not be long before I came. We kept the moaning as quiet as possible and he leaned forward and said he was going to cum. I whispered that I wanted him to cum deep inside me and that took him over the edge. He fucked me so hard and fast and I was wanking my cock furiously. I was sure I could feel him get even harder when he made his final push and fired a huge load of cum deep into my ass. He could not help but groan as he gave me a couple more pokes before removing his softening shaft. I shot my biggest load ever over the basin and slumped forward completely exhausted. We had to tidy up a bit quick and straighten ourselves up before he sneaked out and then tapped the door to signal it was all clear for me to leave. We new this would have to happen again but we decided to do it somewhere a bit less risky next time.

My Husbands first Cuckold Experience SeXStoRY

I see the number of reads are dropping off, which is a shame really, but if a couple of hundred men have a nice jack-off, then I am overly pleased and satisfied. Although I am a University Educated middle class girl, I am not a writer, no I don't have the ability to turn a good yarn into a piece of Erotica, which is what I really would like, as anything sexual should be the ultimate reading, transporting you, my reader, into my story to savor and enjoy yourself with me, as I relive my encounter, I mean, after all, my biggest thrill is knowing men are watching me as I Fuck another. 'Cuckold' is a very miss-used term, and I find many friends suggesting my husband is such, but if the truth be told, it is I who ventures onto other mens cocks, and hubby, having experienced my debauchery, enjoys live sex in the comfort of our beautiful home. So how did this come about? I developed a strong craving and fascination for cocks as a very young girl. I grew up in a naturist home environment, and those balmy summers, where everyone showed what they were made off, and some showed more than an interest in being flaccid, would actively encourage their members to full bloom, and proudly display their wares to my young inquisitive eyes. Of course Mummy also had a penchant for the male member and I have simply inherited her love of all things phallic. As a young girl I have been blessed with the ability to Orgasm and for as long as I can remember, younger than 10, I have actively chased that feeling, without shame or remorse, and have to this day, enjoyed all my sexual encounters. In some ways when you look at it, I think I am a man in a womans body, such is my attitude towards sex, and I am loving it. On the day of my marriage I even let one of the very d***k male guests put his hand into my panties, and let him it grope around, whilst feebly objecting, in a light-hearted manner. I am sure he would have gone all the way, had I not correctly stopped him, but only just, as I had heard someone coming upstairs. That incident told me then that even though I loved my husband I was still a girl who wanted more and lots of different cock. So when did my husband catch on? My answer to that question was only after when I had slowly indoctrinated him into the idea, that his wife was a very dirty girl, in the sexual sense, and he eventually started getting turned-on by my teasing and planting the seed into his head about his friends having a go, with me. I noted his erections getting stiffer and more urgent, the spice of life as he would say. He used to tell me about one of his friends and absolute loser and when it came to women, and eventually after meeting John, I fully understood. He was bordering on eccentric, but after declaring his undying love for me, he confessed he always fantasized about Swedish girls, and their sexual habits and love of Swedish porn. John used to declare that if I was his wife he would administer a good spanking on my bottom before shaving me and making love. Yes he would tell me without shame he would shave my crotch and his so our genitals would be naked and closer, no jewellery's, or anything that inhibited our nakedness, and if the truth be told now, I was turned on by him. John came to Sweden approximately two months later for a long weekend, and hubby was slightly amused when I suggested I should actively encourage Johns obsession about Swedish girls and Porn. He laughed and labeled me a 'Prise Tease' claiming he thought poor John was in for a torrid time, but I thought otherwise, I knew his obsession for me and I fully intended letting him see more and feel more than hubby knew. On the evening of his arrival, hubby went to the airport to pick him up and in the intervening hour before he would return, I shaved myself as clean as a whistle and donned a pair of sheer black stockings and matching brassier, no panties, and a very short black skirt with a long side zipper and a whitish blouse, so they could see my lacy brassier underneath. I had also downed two very big gin and tonics, to help me loosen up, yes I knew what I was doing and I was more giddy from my actions and dressing than from the alcohol consumed. 'Oh God' was the utterance from my husband as they walked through the front door, but the look and eventual smile on his face, displayed an instant turn-on, because he knew the effect it would have on John. John embraced me pulling me in hard to him, squashing my breasts into his chest, and in typical John fashion, looked into my eyes and said, 'My God Mariel, you look like a Swedish Slut' and kissed me full on my open mouth. I saw John had closed his eyes during the kiss and I noted hubby giving the two thumbs up behind his back, with a broad smile on his face, followed by a crotch grabbing, which made me wonder if he wanted me to do that to John or if he was indicating he was being turned-on. Either way I was in my element as Johns hand has traced my bottom and noted no panty-lines, only the tops of my stockings. When we had disengaged from this passionate welcome, hubby had left with Johns suitcase upstairs, and John took the moment to ask me outright if I was not wearing panties. 'I thought you preferred that John', I replied coyly, adding, 'Besides darling I just shaved my pussy for you' and turned and walked into the kitchen, laughing over me shoulder and a twinkle in my eye, 'Our secret John, Ok?' and the smile on his face lit up with nervous anticipation. At dinner I sat on the same side of the table as John and when hubby suggest a couple of photos for the album, John and I eagerly crushed-up and had a couple of lip to lip kisses, with John bruising my side, just under my breast, such was his determined need to hold me close. relaxing at the table with the wine flowing I took the opportunity of letting my short skirt ride high on my thigh, so high, my stocking tops were exposed, to the full gaze of John. On retrieving the cheese board I resumed my position at the table, with my long zipper down, and seated with my skirt bunched, showed I was without panties and cleanly shaved. I had the opportunity once again to ask hubby for another photo of John and I together, and John by this time was eager to fuck me and was oblivious to the fact my husband was across the table, holding the camera, as we closed up together for the snap, John put one arm around my shoulder and slid his hand into my open zipper and started kissing me and fingering my cunt. Hubby snapped a few then sat back in bewilderment as I slid down on my seat, head thrown back and eyes closed tightly and moaned out loudly as John thrust his fingers into me and called me a slut and declared his intention to fuck me. I looked across at hubby, but stood up and pulled John to our bedroom and we both stripped off naked and started fucking in earnest. John turned me face down and administered a few very having smacks across my bottom, something that really appeals to him, and although they were heavy and painful, I turned and thanked John for doing it. I could see my husband watching us as his friend dominated his wife and used her for his pleasure, spanking and now sodomizing her, with John dressing down my husband for being so lenient with me, slapping my ass as to emphasize what it was I needed to keep me in control Having our guest sodomize me and slap my ass red raw, and see my husband jacking-off to this scene drove me into a frenzy and I started calling John my master and declare my undying love and obedience to his every whim, and heaped every dirt word in English, so as encourage John to administer another almighty whack. When we finished I marveled at how easy it was between my hubby and John, and quite enjoyed the banter and more to the point how John remained naked around us, occasionally putting his unclean cock into my mouth to suck, as they chatted with a Brandy. That night I slept with John, as my hubby had donated me as his prise for the weekend. John has been back a few times now and immediately relieves himself inside me, even as hubby watches, the last time at the front door, I was dropped to my knees to suck on him while he and hubby chatted, such is his power, now John wants me to visit him and some of his friends in England and has more or less told my husband neither of us can deny him, as I am his property and I need to be shared. John if you are reading this Darling, I agree

Late night at the office. (part 2) SeXStoRY

Fictional story, part 2 of Late night at the office. I used her hand to stroke me some more and when I thought I was about ready to burst, I opened her mouth a little and stuck the head of my cock inside. Her breathing was still rhythmic and it didn't look like she was going to wake for hours. I stroked my cock with the head in her mouth and when I finally came, it all ended up in her mouth. I blew a huge load, so some started dripping out of the corner, but once I pulled my cock away, I used my finger to get it into her mouth. Very carefully, I closed her mouth. She made a slight movement and noise, but she ended up swallowing it. It was so hot, that I was almost instantly hard again. I kneeled down beside her and slowly started to unzip the side of her skirt and slipped my hand down the front. Very gently, I rubbed her pussy through her underwear. It was already a little wet. I wondered briefly if cumming in her mouth made her start having a sex dream. Whatever the case, her pussy was starting to become more and more wet and I tried to resist the urge stick my hand inside of her panties. I tried, but it didn't work. I stuck my hand down the front and gently parted her pussy lips with my first and third fingers, gently rubbing up and down the inside with my middle finger. She moaned softly, but she still didn't wake up. I stuck the tip of my middle finger into her pussy up to the first knuckle and wiggled it. She was so tight, I wondered briefly if she was a virgin. I went deeper into her pussy, sticking my finger in up to the second knuckle. I checked her face, and she was still sl**ping, although she had an odd look on her face, like she was having a vivid dream. I couldn't help but smile at the thought that I was influencing someone's dream through some simple actions. Very carefully, I pulled my hand out of her underwear and licked my fingers. Her taste was good. The slight musky flavor with a hint of sweetness that can't quite be described. The taste of every woman is different, but they all have some simularities. Hers was the best I had tasted in a long time. Not since my ex wife had first slept with me had I tasted something so sweet. I wondered briefly if the other women in the office would be able to satisfy my urges. I was a little older than them, sure, but I made up for my age with my experience. Not that I was that old, I had only turned 43 earlier this year. Rebecca was still sound asl**p as I zipped her skirt back up. I went to make the cups of coffee and when I returned, I gently shook her awake, "Rebecca, coffee's ready." She opened her eyes slowly, adjusting to the lights of the office, "Ah, thanks Mr. Winters. I must've dozed off, I'm sorry. Must've had a few to drink too. You wouldn't happen to have anything for a headache would you?" I thought for a moment, then nodded, "Sure, we always keep some in the break room. Here, drink some of this and get the morning taste out of your mouth a bit and I'll be right back." She nodded, "Thanks Mr. Winters." I smiled, "It's no problem. Please, call me Rick. We've been working with each other for a while now, there's no need to be so formal." She nodded and I went off to grab something for her headache. When I got back, she had already d***k half of her coffee. I handed her two pills and and quickly gulped them down. We made idle chatter for a few minutes as she woke up, and got back to work. Stacy was the first one in as usual, and was surprised to see Rebecca and I already knee deep in work. She stuck her head in my office, "Mr. Winters, were working all night again?" I nodded and smiled at her, "I sure was Stacy. Luckily Rebecca stopped by and kept me from being too lonely. I must admit though, I am a little tired. I haven't slept since the night before last. Do you think you could drive me home? I'm afraid that if I drive that it might not be safe. I'll buy lunch if you do, that way it won't cut into your lunch hour." Stacy thought about it for a moment and nodded, "That sounds fair Mr. Winters. Just let me know when you're ready to go." I nodded, "I imagine it'll be around lunch time. You don't mind taking lunch last do you? I mean in case we hit bad traffic or something." Stacy nodded, "Sounds good Mr. Winters. I'll come and get you when I'm on my lunch." I smiled and thanked her. Great, now I would have Stacy all to myself and no one would miss her if she was gone for an hour or hour and a half. It was only a few hours away, but I could already feel my cock throbbing in anticipation.

Dear Dirty Diary - part 12 SeXStoRY

Dear Dirty Diary, My darling husband returned today after his five day, late September fishing trip to Schooner Lake. After thorough questioning it turned out he’d gotten a little apprehensive being all alone up there amongst the wailing loons and spirits of dead Algonquin Indians. He swears there’s some kind of energy around the fire pit on the island that spooks him. So he drove back down to the condo to visit the k**s. On the way down from Plevna, he went to a Saturday night concert at Peterborough and saw Lisa Brokop perform. I was so pissed, but when he pulled out a signed copy of her new CD out of his bag I decided to forgive him for his wandering ways. When I asked him if there were any more presents in his bag, he pulled out an array of HoMEDIC massagers that he’d bought at the Pickering Markets. The big one was shaped like ET’s head and neck and had two black bullet-shaped bumpers on it that looked like bulging eyeballs. Ten others he said he paid $5 apiece for looked like and were labeled as wireless computer mice. Doug took one out of its package after I asked him what good they’d be with my laptop. He said they’d make good stocking stuffers for the Richelieu River gals. With that he pulled out the waistband of my pants, stuffed it right down inside the front of my underwear then pushed the center button on the mouse. Some computer mouse! It was a personal vibrator designed to just look like a mouse and it was very good. In fact it was very powerful and shook my pussy most exquisitely. Backing up purposely, he grinned from ear to ear as I stepped ahead to kiss him for his marvelous little gizmo. But each step I took, it slipped down and came to rest in my panties like an old sanitary pad. Did I say before it was very powerful? With each stride my inner thighs ground it around unmercifully against my genitalia! As I struggled back toward the sofa, I noticed another bag had appeared. Laura, the Curious, meandered back toward my husband. I pouted in disappointment when he pushed the off button through my pants and silenced the mouse’s hum. Reluctantly I extracted it from her underpants then snuggled up to my benefactor. “While I was in Pickering I noticed a new upscale adult boutique, so I naturally had to check it out,” he began. He told me it was full of all the usual naughty stuff but he was pretty sure I’d love his next gift. With much anticipation on my part, Doug slowly removed a box from his bag. In it was a little pistol-grip drill thing that plugged into the car cigarette lighter. However rather than a drill bit, it had an two inch diameter, three inch long screw auger permanently attached. Its fluting reminded me of the antique glass orange-juicer my grandmother used to have. It took but a second to figure out the intent of this gadget. “I believe,” he began, ”You might enjoy this much more than an old ice scr**er to get you through the long trip back home, to say nothing of the Cornwall border crossing.” I told the Elf in no uncertain terms that if this was a dare, I was up for it! To prove myself to be no coward, we set out on a fall foliage tour up around Lake St. Francis that afternoon. I wore a flowery yellow, low cut and cleavage exposing bra dress that rode a good six inches above my knees when I was sitting. Wanting to retain at least a hint of decency, I wore sandals and my stretchy nylon briefs underneath. Doug drove out of Port Louis, along the lakeshore road to St. Barbe, across the bridge to Valleyfield that reminded me of ones we saw along the U.S. Gulf Coast highway then back across the St. Lawrence River. Inspired, I scanned through my mp3 player and put on some old road music. We worked our way back down to Highway 2 where we switched and I drove the 35 miles down along the north shore of the lake. Driving back toward Cornwall was challenging, particularly when my favorite pervert produced yet another gadget from his bag. He mailed away for the “Bionic Finger” up to Regal in Hawkesbury. He put a bumpy little thimble-like cover over its tip, slipped it on his left index fingertip then clicked its switch. A high-pitched whine immediately signaled its intent and I was not at all surprised when I felt it buzz around the aureole of my right breast. A couple of figure eights across my boobs and both of my teats were sticking out noticeably through my sundress’s bodice. Next it careened over my belly, down my right leg the back up under my skirt. He teased it from thigh to thigh across my pubes but when Doug slid the vibrating little probe down the crotch of my panties, my fingers dug into the steering wheel. The next thing I knew he was kneeling on the floorboards between the front seats. Half facing me, he lifted up the hem of my dress, pulled out the waistband of my briefs then dropped the mouse massager down inside! He let the waistband snap back, flicked the massager on then shoved it deep down my crotch. He placed it perfectly, trapped inside my billowy panties. Then he just sat back and grinned like the bad little boy he was. By the time we reached Cornwall Island I’d had two orgasms, was working into the third, when he had me pull off the highway for a pit stop. Doug had his pee, climbed back in then got out the screw blender. Parked on the shoulder, I hiked my skirts up and pulled down the front of my big silky panties. He removed the mouse then carefully positioned the drill between my thighs with the pistol grip facing up. Doug plugged the power cord into the lighter socket then flicked the switch on for a test run. The dry screw spun around a few times then bored itself into me immediately and stalled! Figuring I’d need lots of lubrication for the dare, I got out my trusty tube of KY and moved the toy out of the way. I split my labia with one hand then squeezed a quarter or the tube right into myself. I slapped more lube all over my labia and greased up the screw for good measure. I wiped my fingers, pressed the drill back in comfortably, readjusted my panties so they would contain any splattering KY, straightened my skirts then put the van into gear. Once back on the highway, I focused myself. I put my van on cruise for the five miles to the border then told him to plug it in. Again it dug itself right into me, but this time it caught some KY and spread it around in no time. As if the boring machine wasn’t enough, he decided the Bionic Finger should be part of the program as well. As the drill spun away, up went my skirt and down my underpants went that surprisingly powerful little vibrator. For the second time in two days, there I was again, “taking it like a woman,” as the drill whined, the finger buzzed and the juices splattered up the insides of my panties. I was behind the wheel, with my legs spread apart, having my vulva mercilessly churned, my clitoris and aureoles deliciously vibrated, while hurtling directly towards the US Customs kiosk! As I touched the brakes to slow for the inspection, my husband turned up the air conditioner fan to cover the noise of the drill, smoothed out my skirts then buzzed my nipples again with the Bionic Finger. A serious looking male Customs agent looked in at us both, asked us where we were born, how long we’d be in the USA and what the purpose of our visit was. He must have intimidated me somehow, causing my vulva to squeeze down hard on that spinning screw. The little motor started to howl. Suddenly the pistol grip started to smack against my thighs then up against my skirt as the whole thing started to spin! He peered down just in time to see the power cord whip out of the lighter and disappear up under my dress. In an instant he was on his walky-talky. A door opened in a building to the right and two more Customs agents motioned me over toward them. Doug’s face blanched white as they approached our van. “Step out of the car please!” was all I heard as bl**d pounded up the back of my neck! When I said, “I’m not sure that I can,” I saw the woman’s hand pull her riot stick from her belt. I spun around to face her, all set to beg for mercy and saw, wouldn’t you known it, St. Regis! Then my face blushed beet red. Through my open window I jabbered away excitedly about Doug’s dare and the sex toy up under my skirt, at which time my beautiful Mohawk princess slipped on a pair of blue rubber gloves. As Doug got out his door so the other agent could search our van, she said to me, “You know I have to see what you’re concealing under your dress, don’t you?” She opened my door, took me firmly by the arm and led me inside the building. My vulva, by that time, had released its hold on the drill’s screw and the whole thing just dropped into my panties. I hobbled bow-legged along into a cold room where she promptly had me sit on the examination table inside. She clicked on a video camera mounted on a tripod in the corner, explaining that all searches must be fully documented to serve as submit able evidence. My insane secret fantasy was coming true and my mind was awash in emotion. When she ordered me to remove my dress, I obediently complied. There I sat, dressed in my granny panties with a huge twisted up wad in front and a tangled up cord dangling out over their waistband. And of course, as if they weren’t already hyper enough from the Bionic Finger, the cold had stiffened my nipples fat and hard! St. Regis followed the power cord up between my legs, hooked her finger around my waistband, pulled it out as far as it would stretch then peeked down inside my panties. “My, my, what have we in here?” she questioned as she plucked my toy out. “It’s a car-trip sex toy for women that my husband and I were trying out,” I answered. “And exactly does this drill contraption do for you?” my raven-haired beauty continued. “We only had it going for ten minutes, but it basically drills into and churns up my pussy,” I answered honestly. “You realize I have to do a cavity search now to find out what kind of d**gs you’re on and might be carrying, so off with the underwear then lay back on the examining table,” she ordered. As soon as my bare back touched down on the cold vinyl pad, she pulled out two metal stirrups out of the table and placed my feet in them. I’d been through this enough times at my doctors to know what it was going to feel like so I decided this was my big opportunity to witness it firsthand. I propped myself up with my arms stretched out a little behind me before she started. St. Regis looked at me nervously for a second then proceeded. She bent down with her little flashlight and looked my genitalia over carefully. She got a speculum out of a drawer, warmed it briefly in her hands then inserted it in me. I felt my vulva spread and cool air invade my vagina with the first click of the speculum’s lock. As I watched her raven hair flutter in the air conditioner’s breeze, I felt another then another click as she spread me wider and wider. As she carefully scrutinized my vagina for a cache of hidden contraband, I felt the corners of my mouth involuntarily upturn at the irony of it all. She glanced up at me and saw my smirk. She squeezed it open as far as it could go then released and removed the speculum. An authoritarian expression swept across her face and St. Regis lubed up her right hand. “Oh my god, she’s gonna fist me!” I thought as she clustered her fingers. I got all tingly excited as I felt her fingers press my labia in then half closed my eyes as her push seared through my vulva. Again I was in my glory, taking it all like a woman and taking it good too, considering the surroundings. With steadfast determination, she felt every square inch of my vagina as I humped my hips absentmindedly. At that point, she abruptly withdrew her hand. She changed her right hand glove, lubed up her index finger and headed down to my rectum! With her smooth latex-covered digit she probed around for a few seconds then took it upon herself to poke her thumb into my pussy as well! When she began to wriggle her thumb about at the same time as she was sliding her finger in and out of my rectal passage, I suppose I shouldn’t have closed my eyes or moaned through my nostrils in my excitement. When I did reopen them I realized she was staring at my face. She stopped her pleasing manipulations and began: “In my time with the Customs Department I have had to do cavity searches on quite a number of suspicious women. All of those women lay back, faced the wall, cringed, whimpered or cried during the procedure. Never before has anyone sat up and watched! Never before have I examined an attractive middle-aged woman dressed like a twenty-five year old at Club Med, with a shaved pubes and a gold ring pierced right through her erect clitoris! Never before have I examined anyone driving through a U.S. point of entry with a sex toy in her underwear and never before have I inserted a speculum into an already dilated vulva! Get up, get dressed and go back to Canada where you belong. I believe you are some kind of a perverted sexual predator and as a representative of the United States Government, I’m denying you entry to my country!” My bubble of bliss was instantly broken and I was flabbergasted as I tugged up my panties so I said back, “Do you really mean that bringing an elevated libido into your country is now i*****l?” As St. Regis clicked off the video camera, she taunted back, “In President Bush’s post 911 America, Homeland Security guidelines make your actions a threat my dear, so take your libido back to where it’ll be tolerated. You’re old enough to know better than to pull pranks like this.” As I tugged down my dress, I asked, “Will this tape of me be used against me next time I enter the U.S.?” She replied, “It will be the senior agent’s call what happens.” As for my toy, St. Regis slapped my hand and said, “No, this must be confis**ted because you are likely to re-offend with it and endanger innocent peoples’ lives while under the influence of its distraction.” As I turned to exit the room she touched my arm and said, “What in hell would ever make you pull such a stunt?” I explained the toy was a gift from my husband and I used it on a dare. “A dare?” she shouted! Nearing my van, I told her that I went through the border on a dare because I’d gotten away with something very similar about three months ago right here. Her left eye squinted sternly as I slammed my door shut. I shifted into reverse and told her through my open window that the last time I used an ice scr**er inside myself and thought obscene thoughts of her fisting me as she let us pass into the U.S.A. “So you see Princess, you may have denied me a short trip home, but I already had your hand for lunch! If you want to be had again at our Girls’ Night, look me up at “Our Little Secret” over in Port Louis,” I taunted as we circled back up into Cornwall. *****************************************

My lover's first present SeXStoRY

My lover invited me to his place for lunch one day. He said he'd have a present waiting for me. When I walked in, there were soft moans coming from his bedroom. I thought he was lying on his bed watching a porn, getting ready for me. I undressed in the living room and entered his room only to see a beautiful blonde kneeling on the bed between his legs, sucking his cock. He looked up to see me and smiled. I smiled back as I walked up behind the blonde and slid her panties down. I knelt at the foot of the bed and started licking her clean-shaved pussy. She moaned around his dick and I took that to mean I was doing it right. I had never been with another woman before, but my lover and I had discussed a threesome several times. She turned to kiss me as he made the introductions. I climbed onto the bed beside her, still kissing her as we lowered our heads together to lick and suck my lover's thick cock. It was so erotic, feeling her soft lips and tongue against mine as we shared the blowjob. I would look up at my lover once in a while and see the most exquisite look of passion on his handsome face. That only turned me on more! He reached down to pull me to him for a kiss. As we kissed, she pushed me down so I was on my back and she then began licking and kissing my dripping wet pussy. I've had men who were VERY talented at tongue fucking, but she instinctively knew when to bring it on and when to pull back. My lover had busied himself with my aching nipples as I writhed with immense pleasure. He slid down my body and joined her in eating me out. The eroticism of looking down between my legs and seeing two gorgeous faces lapping away at my soaking cunt is indescribable! The orgasm was very deep and rolled on in massive waves. When they stopped to let me catch my breath, she turned to again suck his throbbing cock. I watched for a moment, then I slipped behind him and spread his ass cheeks with my hands. I licked at his asshole and felt him shudder so I became a little bolder and stuck my tongue in his ass. I let the thrust of his hips time my tongue fucking his ass and her blowjob give him the most pleasure. TBC

My wife and her step-dad SeXStoRY

While I was dating my wife at the time girlfriend she told me something interesting. I popped her cherry, but there was other times after we had sex she had encounter with her step-dad. I told her I wanted to hear all of it (turns me on when she tells me other guy fucked her). The first time she told me she was in her room naked and masturbating,she had some orgasms and her dad peeped in and watched her. Before she came he walked in on her(her bedroom door had no lock on it),he's dick was rock hard because he was masturbating while watching my wife rub herself. He shut the door behind him and went up to my wife at that time she took the sheets and cover herself up. He went over and pulled the sheets off of her exposing her naked body, her nice 36 C cup tits, nipples hard. She took her hands and covered up her pussy. She ask what is he doing in her room, he said he walked by and heard her moaning and he wanted to fuck her. She told him no and get out and he told her to get up and make him leave. She just laid there with nothing to cover up with her clothes was in the corner of the room across from her. He walked up to her and put his dick next to her face, she turned her head away and he said if you want me to leave suck my dick. So she said ok and sucked his dick, while she was doing that he was rubbing on her pussy. She was getting wetter, he felt that pulled out of her mouth and got on top of her. She covered up her pussy with her hands, so he started to kiss her neck and started to suck her hard nipples. She enjoyed it and she took her hands off her pussy and opened up her legs for him. He slide his hard cock right in to her wet pussy and starting to fuck her. Went slow at first cause his cock is 8 in. long and mine is 6 in. so he thought it might hurt her. Then he went faster and little bit harder, the bed started to squeak and she started to moan. Then he was pounding her and she was having loud orgasm. Since her mom was at work he didn't care if she was loud. They fucked for about 45 mins. and she came on his dick and he felt that so he slow down and held her arms up above her head and fucked her slow and hard. She moaned some more and he then came in her pussy, a big load of cum went in her. He kissed her nipple and pulled out of her. I came over about half an hour later after they fucked didn't know. She was in a nightgown sitting on the couch she had no undies or a bra on. Her dad was in bed asl**p and her mom won't be home for about another couple of hours. I was horny so I pulled her down on the couch lifted up the gown and spread her legs open and fucked her myself. I asked her why does it feel like she had a dick in her already and she told me just before I came over she masturbating and she put a banana in her. So I fucked her good and hard and she was moaning and she looked over my shoulder and her step-dad was there watching me fucking my wife. While I was fucking her I asked if she came with that banana and she said yes. Her dad was getting excited and he started to masturbate while I was fucking her. I came in her and pulled it out, sat there watch some t.v. while she sucked my cock and when she was done I licked her pussy. Her mom came home so I left and went home myself, she said later on that night her dad came into her room and licked her pussy. He said that turned him on watching his step-daughter getting fucked. He slowly fucked her because her mom wasn't that far from her bedroom. She started to moan and he covered her mouth so her mom can't hear her. Her mom walked by my wife's bedroom and heard the bed squeaking, so her mom peaked in to see why the bed was making noise when my wife was in bed asl**p. She saw someone on top fucking but didn't know it was her own husband fucking her daughter, so she walked away. He told her to take off her nightgown and bend over her desk. So she did and he fucked her hard on that desk, he shot a load of cum in her and they went to bed (not the same bed).