2008-Mar-31 - Movie Gallery From Big Titty Whores

OOH, HOOTERS GIRLS ARE THE BEST.!I GUESS IT'S BECAUSE THEY'RE USED TO USING THEIR BREASTS TO GET MEN TO EAT MORE BURGERS, HOOTERS' SKANKS WILL LET A MAN DO ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING TO HER BREASTS AND EXPECTING TO GET LICKED AS A RETURN FAVOR.

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2008-Mar-31 - Aphrodite Notte - Lesbian Vagina Licking

My friend, Marina Mendoza came over to do a photo shoot with me last week. She also has her own naughty photo and video site. The photographer planned it just to be a boring, softcore posing together. Marina and I definitely had some other plans.

Click here to see the photos of Marina and I putting on our own naughty lesbian show! As soon as the camera was on, we were all over each other. We were kissing, caressing each other's boobs and lots of licking. Marina surprised me, I was close to a climax from just her tongue and fingers when she took out a white vibrator. She put it on my clit and quickly made me cum more than once!

Visit my website, Aphrodite Notte to see all of the sexy photos from our wild lesbian adventure.

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2008-Mar-31 - Shy teen fucks dildo

Harry likes those fresh 18 year old girls and this one is so cute and shy it is almost unbelievable! Toma starts off this video by showing off her firm teen body and perky little titties for Harry and he films her for the very first time. He then warms her up with some vibrator action and is soon fucking her deep in her snug pussy! She is so shy doesn’t make a sound as he fills her with his huge old guy cock and when the time comes for Harry to blow his load she gingerly coaxes it from his cock with her mouth. This is extremely hot teen sex right here!

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2008-Mar-31 - Movie Gallery From For BJ Lovers

Here we are spermside at the American Cocksucking Championships and man do we have some seriously hot little cocksuckers for you. Check out the blond bitch who can deepthroat the biggest cocks and even take two cocks in her mouth at the same time.

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2008-Mar-31 - Jeksie

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2008-Mar-31 - Movie Gallery From Teen Dream

Shawnee and Patrick thought fucking in this amazing tropical sun is the greatest thing ever. They don't care if other vacationers spot them doing orals and fucking in the sand. Ultra violet and warm cum combined is just irresistible.

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2008-Mar-31 - Bitches N Hose - Sexy Jesse

Meet Jesse, one of the featured hotties at Bitches’nHose. Check out these pictures of the redhead cutie showing what’s under her skirt - satin panties and white stockings. If you knew Jesse, you would be surprised as we were when she came into the photo studio to model for us. You see, I actually know Jesse, she works at a very conservative office. At work she’s quiet, dresses pretty plain and never in anything to risque. But underneath it, she says she’s always wearing sexy lingerie and stockings.

You can see more Jesse and more hotties in stockings at Bitches N Hose. If you love women in pantyhose or stockings this is the site you should check out today. It’s filled with pictures and videos of sexy women in even sexier clothing.

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2008-Mar-31 - Cute teen finds out that her new toy has a surprise

Every girls loves stuffed animals but when Lena discovers that he plush new toy comes equipped to stuff her, she isn't sure what to do. We get to watch as she plays with it and gets very turned on. But will she actually use it on her tight teen pussy?

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2008-Mar-31 - The Carny

It was always the same in every little town and hamlet that the carnival stopped in. Walt would try and hook up with some of the
local talent for the four or five days they were in town. To a homey, the life of a carny roustabout seemed like a glamorous way to
live. “Some glamor,” thought Walt, “dusty dirty jobs setting up and tearing down the rides and exhibits that constituted the
Kingston Karnival, and Eddie Kingston made sure that you earned every dime of the crummy pay that he forked over on every
Friday. In between set up and tear down, Walt would handle any number of odd jobs around the midway. If he wasn’t running one
of the many rides for the youngsters, he was operating a game stand, you know, the kind that for a buck you have to knock down
the three milk bottles with two throws, or maybe shoot a moving target with a gun with bad sights. Where ever he was needed,
that’s where you’d find him.

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It was when he was running one of the games that Walt had a chance to interact with the local girls. Usually she would be with her
boyfriend, he would be trying to win her a stuffed animal, while at the same time Walt would be giving her the eye. More often than
not, a few hours later that same girl would be back at the stand, only this time alone. Walt would then usually give her a couple of
free whacks at whatever game he was running, and then make a date with her for later that evening when he was off work. Most of
the time the broads were young, between eighteen and twenty three. This was okay with him, because there was just nothing like
the taste of young pussy! At twenty eight, Walt cut a good looking if rough kind of figure. A little over six feet tall and 190 pounds,
his muscular build attracted the ladies like bees to honey. This town had been like all the others, Walt made contact with young
lady, and made a date for later that evening. After closing down his game, Walt slipped into his trailer, showered, shaved, and put
on a fresh change of clothes. Five minutes later he met Brenda in front of the big top, and off they went arm in arm.

Brenda was a typical townie, trying to act older, more experienced, and more sure of herself than she really was. “Why don’t we go
to my place,” Brenda offered, “my mom is gone, and we can have the place to ourselves!” “Sounds good to me,” Walt replied,
while thinking that this one was gonna be even easier than he thought! “Mom’s out on a date herself,” said Brenda, “and she won’t
be home until morning!” “How about a drink,” Walt asked, as he looked the place over. While Brenda mixed him a drink, Walt sat
down on the couch and put his feet upon the coffee table and turned on the television. Brenda came into the living room holding
two drinks, and asked as she sat down, “Any thing good on TV?” Taking the drink from her he answered, “Nah, just the usual crap,
I was just passin’ the time waitin’ for you.” After they both took a sip of their drinks, Walt turned and put his arm around Brenda’s
shoulder and pulled her close. He kissed her ear and she turned and kissed him full on the mouth. As she pressed harder against
him, Walt could feel the two large breasts the young girl pushed into him. Walt let his free hand roam over the front of Brenda’s
chest, and offered no resistance when he squeezed her boob and twisted the hard nipple that was poking through her thin blouse.
“Baby I really want you,” he whispered, as he unbuttoned the front of her blouse. “Let me help you,” she offered, taking over and
undoing the rest of the buttons on her shirt. Walt never tired of seeing a large pair of tits in a low cut bra, and Brenda had that in
spades! “Wow baby,” Walt stammered, “these are the finest boobs I have ever seen in my life!” While maybe not entirely true,
Brenda’s chest was spectacular enough that for once in his life he wasn’t feeding someone a line! “Do you want me to take off my
bra,” she asked coyly, leaning her shoulders back and pushing her chest forward. Walt just groaned, and let his hands caress
them through her white lace bra. “I’ll take that as a yes,” the eighteen year old Brenda said, as she reached behind her and
unhooked the thin satin garment. Teasing him, she kept it from slipping off her chest, and playfully shook her boobs as if trying to
expel them from the now loose bra. “They’re stuck,” she said in a little girl voice, “see, it won’t come off,” as she made show of
trying to tug it off. Getting in the swing of the game, Walt offered his assistance, “May I help you little girl, I’m good at removing
stuck objects from tight places!” “Please kind sir,” Brenda begged, “help me get it off, it’s stuck!” With one quick motion, Walt tore
the bra from Brenda’s chest, exposing what he thought were the most magnificent tits he had ever seen! “My god,” he intoned,
“they are unreal!” “They certainly are real,” she replied, “wanna see, taste them!” Walt didn’t need another invitation, and he dove
straight for the dark pink nipples with his mouth wide open. A sigh escaped Brenda’s lips as Walt took her nipple into his mouth
and sucked hungrily. Brenda’s chest was not only spectacular in appearance, but also unbelievably sensitive to the touch. In the
past, Brenda had cum just by having her tits sucked! It took a tit sucking expert to make it happen, and Walt seemed to be a tit
sucking connisoire! “Suck me baby,” she begged, “suck mama’s big nipples!” Just listening to that little girl’s voice drove Walt
crazy with lust. His pecker was now like a piece of steel trapped in his Levis!

In the next few minutes clothes were flying every which way, with both Walt and Brenda in a race to see who could get naked first.
When they were both down to their birthday suits, Walt was treated with the sight of one of the best bodies he had ever laid eyes
on! The blonde hair on her head was a perfect match for the perfectly trimmed patch between Brenda’s pretty thighs. All Walt could
do was mumble the words, “Fucking beautiful, so fucking beautiful!” Brenda too was not disappointed in what she saw. Walt was
tall, tanned, and lean with well muscled chest and arms, a combination that made Brenda’s pussy ache with desire. What really
turned her on, however, was the eight inch tube of fuck flesh that shot up out of the dark pubic hair in Walt’s crotch. Without a word
being spoken, Brenda sat down on the edge of the couch and gently took Walt’s cock into her mouth. What she lacked in skill was
made up with enthusiasm, as she worked her hot little mouth up and down the length of the veiny shaft. “Oh, baby,” he moaned,
“you do that so well, ooooooh, don’t stop, don’t stop!!!” His legs now were getting a little weak as the pretty 18 year old cocksucker
worked over his meat. It was almost if she was starved for the taste of a pecker, like she hadn’t had in it a long time. Walt could feel
his nuts begin to tighten up as his orgasm neared, and as much as he wanted to shoot his load into her pretty little mouth, he really
wanted to stick his pecker into that blonde fur pie! “Baby, lay back down,” he told her, gently pushing her down on the sofa, “I
wanna fuck you now, so open your legs for me!!!” Brenda, now dripping wet with lust, hurriedly complied, and spread her legs
wide, offering a perfect target for Walt’s throbbing pecker.

The head of Walt’s cock strained the lips of the tight little pussy, causing Brenda to beg him to go slowly. Once the head had
entered the soft canal, he drove his penis to the hilt with one mighty shove. As he bottomed out against her pubic bone, Walt could
see her trying to scream, but no sound was coming from her moving lips. Finally, she let out a low long orgasmic moan. “The little
bitch came on the first stroke,” thought Walt to himself! “Want some more baby,” he growled to her, as he rammed his cock in and
out of her no quivering pussy. “Oh yes,” she hissed through clenched teeth, “fuck me harder, fuck me harder!!!” Walt needed no
further invitation! He used his cock like a jack hammer inside the helpless cunt, resulting in a string of brutally hard orgasms in her
little pussy. When he himself was ready to blow his load, he asked her if she wanted a load in her face. Now in a state of sexual
delirium, she babbled about wanting to feel his spunk all over her body. Walt pulled his cock from the snug box and grabbed it and
started jerking it wildly, aiming it at her heaving chest. The first blast of cum flew all the way to Brenda’s face, where she greedily
licked it up like a cat at a saucer of milk. The rest of the cum covered her breasts and belly, leaving streams of white goo
everywhere. Brenda used both hands and rubbed the fresh semen into her supple skin and said, “Mmmmm, best thing for keeping
your skin soft!” Walt just laughed and kissed her long an deep, probing her mouth with his tongue.

“How long you gonna be in town, Walt,” Brenda asked, while running her hand up and down his bare leg? “Well, sugar, another
three days, and then it’s off to the next stop,” he replied, while he idly pulled on one of her big nipples. “Oh, I wish I could go with
you,” she exclaimed! “Yeah, me too,” he said, “but I’ll be back again next year, and maybe we can see each other again!” In the
back of his mind Walt was already thinking about that next stop, and if he recalled correctly their was a gal there that was just as
pretty and cute as Brenda! “Yeah,” he reiterated, “I’ll see you again next year!”

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2008-Mar-31 - Movie Gallery From Diggable Babe Asses

Kelly's one skanky co-ed. With perfect conical breasts, she can make any man hard, and after one long suck and fuck scene, Kelly usually likes a nice cream pie deep in her ass. Warm cum oozing out of her bunghole makes her feel so good.

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2008-Mar-30 - The Graduate Assistant

Jason was in deep trouble and he knew it, he was on the verge of flunking Economics 1! Jesus Christ, why did he even take this stupid course, it had absolutely nothing to do with his major, and if he didn’t get at least a passing grade, he wouldn’t graduate this spring with his class!
Worse yet, he’d have to stay for the summer session and take it over again, and he had plans to tour Europe with a couple of his buddies as kind of a last fling. Professor Watters was known for his toughness, but Jason figured he didn’t have anything to lose by doing a little begging for his academic life, so he scheduled an appointment with the professor for the following day. Right from the start he could see that coming here had been a big mistake, as Professor Watters was totally unsympathetic to his situation. “Study harder, Mr. Polk, that is the only advice I can give you,” Profesor Watters intoned cryptically, “I’ve never given a grade that a student didn’t deserve, and I most certainly won’t start now!!!” “Good day, Mr. Polk,” he said acidly, “I have a lot of work to do!” Jason dragged himself out of his chair and trudged down the hall, trying in vain to think of a way out of his mess. While walking, a slightly round figure approached him in the hallway, it was Jaime Kurtz, Professor Watters graduate assistant. Always wearing thick glasses, Jaime was the ultimate bookworm, ands at only about five foot two inches tall, her short frame was forced to carry in excess of 185 pounds, so she looked much like a walking bowling ball! Before they passed each other, Jason had a quick brainstorm, and in desperation played his last card, “Jaime, how ya doin” he asked easily, “nice lecture you gave today, I can see why the Professor has put so much faith in you!” Jaime stopped as she neared Jason, and asked eagerly, “Did you really like it, I put a lot of work into that lecture, I hope the students appreciated it!” “Oh, I did,” Jason replied, “it was very good, but there’s just one thing,” and he let his voice trail off. “What’s that” she asked quickly, “if there was something wrong, I could correct it before the next class.” “Oh, no,” he answered smoothly, “it’s just that, well, I just don’t seem to understand the material like I should, do you think that you could maybe give me a little extra help, I mean, I’d pay you for your time!!!” “Oh you don’t have to pay me anything,” she replied excitedly, “that’s what were here for, to help the students!” “Good,” he said, “then it’s settled, let’s get together tonight at your place to go over the parts I’m having trouble with, okay!?!” The meeting was quickly arranged, and Jason was set to meet Jaime Kurtz that evening at her apartment at eight pm.

“Nice apartment,” Jason commented, while sitting down in the living room of Jaime Kurtz. It was apparent from the look on her face, that Jaime was more than a little happy that she had such a handsome young man visiting her. As she was sort of a “plain jane”, she didn’t have much of a social life with the opposite sex, and even if this wasn’t a formal date, she did have Jason Polk in her apartment all to herself! “Now, Jason,” she began, “what seems to be the problem?” “Well, Miss Kurtz,” he replied, “it’s just everything, I just don’t seem to get it!!!” “Please, call me Jaime,” she offered, “let’s find out exactly where you need the most work.” “Okay, Jaime,” he said, while opening up his Econ 1 test book, “why don’t you come over here and we can go over some of this stuff!” Jaime slid onto the couch next to him, and waited until Jason stopped at the chapter on globalization of free trade. Jaime was obviously in her element, because for the next five minutes she talked practically non stop about the interaction of governments and business on a world wide scale. Jason, of course was paying absolutely no attention to any of her gobble-d-gook, and instead during one of her more boring moments, let his arm casually drape around the instructor’s shoulder. She didn’t seem to even notice, but Jason figured it was now or never, so he turned to face her, and shut her up with a hard full kiss on the lips. While she was momentarily stunned, she quickly warmed to the occasion and returned the kiss with her full passion! He pulled away, looked her in the eyes, and lied, “I’ve been thinking about doing that since your first lecture at the beginning of the semester!” “Really,” she asked, “you should have said something a long time ago,” as she then kissed him again, but this time even more passionately! As they kissed, Jason let his hand roam all over Jaime’s breasts, kneading and cupping the big fat udders, making her moan as he tugged on her now distended nipples. “Let’s get out of these clothes,” Jason ordered, and without waiting for an answer, stood up and shed all of this clothing, leaving him standing in front of her totally naked, and with a semi hard erection just inches from her face! He leaned forward just a few inches, and the head of his penis rushed against her moist lips. She let her tongue trace a line all over his knob, and it jumped every time her tongue flicked over it! Finally she opened her mouth and let it slip into her warmth, caressing it like it were a rare piece of china. Her vagina flooded with moisture with the big cock in her mouth, it had been so long since she had done this, and never with a cock as magnificent this!!! Although she was anxious to feel it inside of her pussy, she couldn’t help herself, and soon she had induced a cum flooding orgasm, that filled her mouth with the warm sticky goo. She savored it, swirling it in her mouth until finally swallowing it all down, leaving a warm satisfied feeling in her ample belly!

Jason was surprised at the skill that Jaime had shown at sucking cock, he had figured her for a real neophyte, not a expert on oral love making, and although she had a tubby little body, and she wasn’t the most attractive girl in the world, he had to admit, that that was one of the best blow jobs he had ever had! By now, she scrambling to get off her clothing, and she was pretty hefty, with her massive breasts the dominating feature on her short squat body. Her areolas were huge,
about three inches across, and with fat nubs on the end, that stood out like mini erections. A soft round belly hung around her waist, and over shadowed a large dark vee of pubic hair, that
couldn’t hide the wet slit that drooled her hot pussy juice. Jason for the life of him couldn’t figure it out, but he was getting another erection just looking her, and he realized that he probably wanted her as much as she wanted him!!! “How do you want it,” he whispered to her, while he
twisted her big nipples between his thumb and forefinger? “From the rear,” she answered fiercely, “I want to feel like I’m really being taken against my will!!!” Jason’s pecker jumped, at the thought of ramming her from the back, and he lined up his cock as she settled on the sofa with her big ass in the air, and her legs wide apart exposing her bulging vagina. Jaime’s fur ran all the way to her ass hole, and her slit contrasted a bright pink surrounded by the dark brown bush. Jason let the head of his cock just slip inside of her cunt, and when he was ready, he lunged forward, burying his pecker all the way into her tight vagina. She had a blinding orgasm on the first plunge, her cunt totally unprepared for the vicious assault the hard thick penis was perpetrating on it! In the next two or three minutes, Jaime had at least three stunning climaxes, with perhaps two or three smaller, if no less satisfying cums! On Jaime’s last orgasm, Jason roared out loud as his own climax tore through his loins and exited his penis into her steaming cunt, and together they collapsed in a heap of sweat, fat, and cum!

Jason idly played with Jaime’s nipples and said, “I hope that you can help me with my Econ, cuz you’re my last hope!” With a knowing look she answered, “I don’t think you’ll have any trouble, but it’s going to take a lot more private sessions to make sure you know the material!” “Do you think you’ll have time for me,” he said half mockingly?!? She smirked a little, leaned over and kissed his pecker, and replied, “I’ll make time!!!”

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2008-Mar-30 - BARBER SHOP

Bailey hopped out of the cab and strode into the “Intimate Hair Salon” stopping at the front desk to confirm her 11:30 appointment. “Go right on in, Mrs. Drake,” the receptionist said, “Marie has just finished up with her 11:00!” “Good,” replied Bailey, “I’m kinda in a hurry so it’s
perfect timing!” Bailey went through the door and headed back to cubicle number six, where she found Marie waiting for her. Marie was a originally from France, and Bailey never got tired of hearing the young woman speak in her thick French accent! “Good morning ma’am,” Marie said pleasantly, “and what does Madame wish to have done today!?!” “Good morning, Marie” Bailey replied, “I’m in a bit of a rush, so let’s just go with the haircut today, okay?” “Oui, Madame, the usual,” asked Marie, “the vulva nice and clean with just a trim on your upper bush?” “Sounds like a winner to me,” Bailey answered quickly, while removing all of the clothing below her waist!
Bailey hopped up into the reclining barber chair and put her legs in the two rests leaving her vagina exposed for easy access for Marie. Marie started a pan of hot water, and while she was waiting for it to fill, she sat down on the stool between Bailey’s legs and ran her hand through the thick dark bush that covered Bailey’s twat and offered, “Madame has let her private hair get very long, it’s definitely time to trim it off!!!” Bailey simply nodded, and closed her eyes, while trying to take a sort nap.

She was about to nod off, but was jarred back to reality when Marie drenched her crotch with a wash cloth full of steaming hot water. She let out a little yelp and Marie asked if it was too hot?
“Oh, no,” Bailey replied quickly, “I was just startled for a second, go ahead and continue!!!” Maire reloaded her rag and began gently washing the entire vaginal area, from the top on her vee, all the way to her tight little ass hole! After a minute or so, Bailey became used to the extreme warmth, and as usual the combination of heat and soap made her pussy throb with excitement!
Marie had a very soft touch, and she expertly lathered Bailey’s vagina for at least five minutes, making the older woman’s cunt drip with sexual anticipation!!! When she was finished with her
washing, Marie rinsed the whole area with warm water, and then dried the hair with an electric hair dryer. As she went about her work Marie asked, “Is Madame satisfied so far!?!” “Very nice,” replied Bailey, “very nice indeed!” After the drying was complete, Marie squirted a generous amount of hot oil into her hands and worked it up and down the length of Bailey’s slit, making sure that all of the hair on her lips was thoroughly saturated. While she wasn’t specifically trying to, it was inevitable that during this procedure the client’s clitoris was sure to be bumped into from time to time, and each time her fingers made contact with Bailey’s clit, her body stiffened for a second or two! When she was sure that the hair on Bailey’s lips were soft and supple, Maire took a razor and carefully began shaving the by now very puffy lips! As she was shaving her, Marie commented, “Madame’s lips are very plump, and her clitoris is also very full, oui!?!” Bailey was now breathing shallowly, and she was glad that that sounded like a rhetorical
question, because she wasn’t sure that she could have answered her!!!

Finally the cold steel stopped moving over her lips, and Bailey could feel that Marie was now using a scissors on her vee bush! Marie worked quickly, and soon the vee was shaped and trimmed to a more manageable size, neat and trim over the now smooth pussy lips! After she was done with her trimming and shaving, Marie again ran some hot water and rewashed Bailey’s crotch. This time, however, she purposely let her fingers massage the prominent clit that had forced its way through the folds of flesh that usually kept it hidden! Again, Maire dried Bailey’s hair and then applied a thin layer of warm oil to her just shaved lips, taking a lot of time to make sure that any razor burn was soothed with the slick substance! As she palmed the bulging lips, Marie said softly, “I think Madame needs the complete treatment, no!?!” Through gritted teeth Bailey panted, “P-p-lease, yes, do it now, please!!!” Marie smiled, gave the Bailey’s vagina one last rub, and them plugged in a large thick vibrator and slowly slid it into the now drenched cunt!
Although the women were confined to cubicles, it was easy to hear what was going on around you if you paid attention! As the buzzing thickness made its way into her pussy, Bailey could hear other ladies having orgasms all around her!!! Being in a room full of women who were climaxing all around her was unbelievably intoxicating, and the sexual tension in the salon could be cut with a knife! Marie had taken care of Bailey many times in the past and knew exactly how she liked to be satisfied!!! After getting the full eight inches into her pussy, Marie began stroking in and out slowly, letting the spring in Bailey’s cunt wind tighter and tighter!!! As the older woman began to moan, Marie picked up the pace until she was ramming the thick piece of vibrating plastic in and out of the molten cunt as fast as her arm could move!!! By now Bailey was on the orgasmic express, with no stops until the final eruption!!! Her moans had now turned into loud groans, and Bailey was begging the little French tart to fuck her harder and harder!!!
The oil on her pussy and the in and out motion of the fake cock drove Bailey hard and fast over the edge, and her cunt muscles contracted hard around the thick invader, trying desperately to get a grip on the slick plastic, but to no avail!!! All it could do was shudder wildly and send a bolt of lightning through Bailey’s entire body, causing an involuntary spasm that lasted for almost a minute!!!

After dressing Bailey reached into her purse and handed Marie a twenty dollar tip and said, “Now that was a haircut!!!”

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2008-Mar-30 - Bent over and fucked teen

Jina was just sitting in her house watching some TV when her boyfriend let himself into the house. It doesn't take very long for these 2 to get busy right there on the floor. This barely legal teen girl shows just how good she is at sucking cock and get fucked!

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2008-Mar-30 - Movie Gallery From Colored Cunts

Yes she loved fucking her own ass with the dildo. But even more than that, she loved have a big black cock rammed up her posterior's pucker! The stud she'd drafted for the job was steel-hard and eager to show her that the reputation he'd developed was not only well-earned, but also something that didn't do him justice!

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2008-Mar-30 - Movie Gallery From Hispanic Hotties

She sucked every drop she could from his hot whore-humping cock and never once doubted that she could get him hard again so that he could ram his rod into another one of her holes and get HER off! She was the mistress of mouth ministrations and she used her powers to create the greatest fuck sessions ever!

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2008-Mar-25 - Carla Pacini - Fast and sexy

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2008-Mar-25 - Night Terror

“Come on, people, stand away from the
door please,” the tour guide yelled to the happy, milling people.
His eye invariably fell to the cleavage of the nearby blonde in
the scant bathing suit. It was a unique costume for gliding,
very original and attractive. It had most of the males in the
cable car groaning in agony and lust.
The harsh overhead lights dimmed
momentarily, breaking the tour guide’s amazed stare. He tore his
eyes away from the blonde’s ample cleavage and looked out the
window at the approaching platform. He hoped that nobody noticed
the bulge of his cock, hard and thrusting against the material of
his pants.
“How do we know the gliders are safe?”
the blonde asked, intentionally returning his attention to her.
The tour guide swallowed twice before he could answer. As his
eyes went to the blonde, he used a steal will to keep his eyes
from going to her chest. Her companion, an equally blonde and
flawless male, smiled at the tour guide’s dilemma. He liked
seeing the reactions to Anne’s amazing figure. It made her seem
more… attractive, more desirable.
“Wa… we test them before we leave.
Each one has been tested. You will see that I will pick a glider
at random, I use no special machine. I would not jump off a 3
thousand foot cliff without a tested glider.”

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“Wonderful. Are there any rules against
having sex on the way down,” she asked in her innocent, little-
girl voice.
“Oh God,” the tour guide groaned, turning
away so he could push his cock down into his pants without being
observed. The car bumped into the platform, coming to a sudden
stop. The tour guide fell through the doors as they opened. He
waited for the crowd to exit before he grabbed one end of a foam
box. His assistant grabbed the other end and they carried the
heavy box out onto the landing. The group watched curiously as
the tour guide repositioned the box and threw open the lid.
Inside were a jumble of archaic looking torches and a jumble of
web-belts, each containing a 6″x12″ pack on the rear.
He handed the first torch and belt to the
blonde, before she had the opportunity to bend and retrieve one
herself. Her thin blouse strained to contain her breasts,
bending could bring forth and explosion of female flesh. The
tour guide couldn’t stand such a sight He was already horny as
hell and there was no prospect of having his hard cock taken care
of in the middle of the night, on top of a mountain.
“Oh look,” a cute black-haired woman
said, pointing down the slope toward Aspen far below. “Why are
the lights shimmering?”
“The air currents,” the tour guide said,
handing her a torch and belt. Her hand sagged under the weight
of the belt.
“How can something so heavy, be lighter
than air?” she asked, looking at her companion.
“It’s the electronics,” her companion
said in disdain. He was obviously a CEO type, slightly balding
and looking for a thrill. Gliding was the next step up from
bungie jumping.
“Technically, it’s not lighter than air,”
the tour guide said, thrusting belts and torches into the hands
around him. “It’s slightly heavier. That’s why it’s called a
glider. You still fall, but at a dramatically slower rate.”
“I feel like the statue of liberty,” a
young gay man said, posing dramatically with a torch in his
hand.

“On guard,” his companion said, striking
a fencing pose. They pretended to fence, clanging their torches
together, to the complete horror of the tour guide. He hurried
forward and slapped down their torches.
“Please, those are very special devices
and they cost a fortune. Treat them with respect.”
“I’m an olympic athlete,” the second gay
man said, holding his torch aloft and pretending to run in place.
The tour guide whined in frustration. Sometimes he wished he
could bitch-slap a few of the assholes in these groups. On the
other hand, he thought as he watched the black haired woman reach
down to adjust her socks. The bulge of her perfect ass, and
rounded pubes in her black form-fitting tights was bordering on
illegal. He could think of many things he would like to slap on
her, but not with his hand.
“Why do we have these?” A portly man in a
black windbreaker asked, bouncing the torch in his hand.
“We are called Liberty Gliding Tours, so
it’s made to look like a replica of the statue of liberty torch,”
the tour guide explained. “But it is much, much more than a
simple light source. True, it’s made to provide the most
pleasant light, very conducive to night gliding, but it is also a
recording device, to record your Aspen vacation, and a GPS
tracking device in case any of you try to escape with our
valuable equipment or, God forbid, in case one of you goes down.
There is also a tracking device in the belt.”
“I’m going down,” the buxom blonde said,
pretending to whisper. She elicited several giggles from the men
around her.
“Now, everyone turn on your gliders and
step forward, two at a time,” he said, clapping his hands. There
was actually a steep slope below them, not a cliff. If the belt
failed, they may be cut and bruised, but not killed.
“Nobody leaps until I say so,” he said in
a serious voice.
“How do we control them?” the black
haired girl asked nervously. She stepped so close that her hair
brushed his nose. It smelled like watermelons. He had a perfect
view of her rounded breasts, as she bent forward to play with the
pack resting against her cute ass. The guide had to resist the
urge to touch them. She looked up into his startled face.

“I was just getting to that. Do all of
you see that little disk on your belt, the one on your left side
in a pouch?”
“This one?” the black haired girl asked,
lifting a half dollar sized disk on a wire.
“That’s it. The controls are as simple
as they can get. Hold that disk in the palm of your right hand.
Hold it over your shoulder a little… yes, perfect,” he said,
looking around the group with their hands held in the air.
“First squeeze the disk to set it to the
position most comfortable for you, then move your hand, and the
disk inside, left or right, to go left or right, up or down to go
up or down. It’s that simple. With practice you can do tricks
such as rolls, somersaults, or spins.”
“Waycool,” the blonde said, doing a
little dance with the torch and disk held in the air.
“You two first,” he indicated the blonde
and her partner. He was getting tired of her teasing, and her
partner’s smug smiles. Step up to the platform,” he said,
turning them slightly to make sure each had a red light showing
on their packs.
“Ok, raise your disk hands, squeeze, and
step off.”
“Oh God,” the blonde said and stepped
off. Her long, nearly naked body glistened in the torch light as
it gently glided off the platform, dropping slightly at first,
then gently gliding down the hill. Their movements were jerky,
at first, until they grew used to the controls. They heard a
piercing streak, then laughter. Looking down the hill the tour
guide saw the torch rolling over and over as the two blondes did
somersaults in the air.
“That’s so dangerous,” the tour guide
said under his breath.

“Doing somersaults is dangerous?” the
black haired girl asked, stepping up to the edge of the
platform.
“No, doing them so close to the ground is
dangerous. If you people get the urge for aerobatics, do them
with more altitude. You have hours to descend, if you like, you
don’t have to skim the slopes like they are.”
The black haired girl and her partner
stepped off. Next were two boys in their late teens. They gave
each other an evil smile as they turned off their torches and
leaped into the darkness. The tour guide new they planned on
terrorizing the other gliders. Good, it would add to the
excitement.
“Next,” he waved the gay men forward.
“Have you ever glided alone and naked,”
the first gay man asked the tour guide in an intimate manner.
“Naked, yes, alone, certainly not,” he
said, giving them a little push. They laughed and jeered as they
disappeared into the darkness. Their torches cast a glow over
the slope as they descended. Each torch made a pleasant island
of light, in a vast sea of darkness.
“My God, that’s so beautiful,” a red
haired woman said. She was last, and alone. It was funny, he
couldn’t remember her arriving with the rest. Of course he had
not been giving his group his full attention.
The tour guide had his own belt for this
very reason, in case there was an extra unpaired tourist.
Everyone on the tour was required to fly in pairs.
“I know, it’s magnificent. I love this
job,” the tour guide said gently.

“It’s very romantic,” the girl said.
“It is,” the tour guide agreed while
strapping on his belt and checking the red light on the pack,
before he spun the belt around into the proper position. He
checked hers, then looked at her expectantly.
“Why don’t they simply double over and
hang by their belts,” she asked nervously.
“A power field, similar to an invisible
board, will spring up at your back the minute you step off. It
adheres to your body while the belt is activated, until your body
makes contact with the ground. You’re nervous, aren’t you?” he
asked shyly. She nodded with a quick smile.
“Your belt is on. Simply raise your hand
and step off… when you are ready. Look, there goes my
assistant in the cable car, now you have to jump, there’s no
other way down.”
“Now or never,” she said, leaping into
the darkness. The tour guide stepped off with his hand raised.
He dropped it slightly, speeding up to join his partner as she
rushed down the hill.
“What if I lower my hand too much and
plow into the ground?” she asked as the wind whipped her hair
into her face.
“It can’t, there is a fail safe mechanism
built into the belt. You could descend entirely under the
control of the belt. It won’t allow you to touch the ground
until you reach the beacon at base camp. Slow down,” he yelled
into the rushing air.
“How?”

“Lift your hand,” he said patiently. She
did and slowed almost immediately. With a sigh of relief the
tour guide slowed as well. The wind had been cold. Now that
they traveled slowly, the warm night air warmed him again
quickly. He turned his torch down and shined it on the passing
ground. Trees and bushes drifted by in dim light of the torch.
It reminded him of how the bottom of a shallow lake looked, while
drifting by in a boat.
The torch automatically intensified when
the ground dipped slightly, like a search light piercing the
darkness. A cricket squeaked in the night, first growing louder,
then falling behind them as they glided past. Fireflies blinked
in a large clearing below. The cable car passed 100 yards away,
descending quickly and passing out of sight between two small
hills.
“My God, this is so beautiful?” the girl
gasped again. Look there’s another city,” she pointed to the
east.
“From the very top of the mountain you
can see seven major cities,” the tour guide nodded. He suddenly
noticed how the torch seemed to light the different angles of her
face, giving her a classic, unreal beauty. Her dark red hair
seemed to have a life of it’s own. Like a medusa, her hair
spread around her in tiny, beautiful red tentacles, ever-moving
and ever-seeking, perhaps a new victim or lover.
“I can’t even see the other’s,” the red
haired woman said shyly. “We’re all alone.”
“It’s a large mountain and we are but
small mortals,” he said, pretending to quote some famous
author.
“Are you a member of the mile-high club,”
she asked unexpectedly.
“Is that a proposition?”
“And if it was?”

“I would be honored,” he said, altering
his descent to draw closer to her.
“Hand me your torch,” he said, extending
his hand.
“Why?”
“Unlike the others, I know how to turn
off the recording devices,” he said with an evil laugh.
“You mean those first two blondes…” she
stopped, giggling to herself.
“Every little bump and grind will be
recorded,” he said, giving the base of her torch a deaf twist.
He handed the torch back and did the same to his own.
“They should make a wonderful movie.
Now, we are truly alone,” he said, gliding closer until they
touched. He inhaled deeply of her unique perfume. It was
enticing, irresistible. She suddenly looked VERY desirable. In
fact she just might be the most beautiful woman he had ever met.
Her green eyes seemed to grow larger as he looked into them. He
believed that her hair even glowed brightly, but he refused to
take his eyes off hers. In a moment her hands sought his
body.
“There’s a mesh bag in your backpack to
hold clothing,” he whispered. She reached back and found his
first. It was attached to his belt by a strong cord.
In a moment they were both naked. Cold,
in the chilled evening air, the guide was happy to make contact
with the redhead. She was warm and soft against his skin. She
seemed to melt into every curve and bump as if they were made for
each other. He ran his left hand over her soft, ample breasts.
His breath came faster as he ran his hand down to her soft
pliable ass cheek and held it in a firm grasp. His lips met
her’s, her tongue snaked into his mouth, searching as if it had a
life of it’s own.

The guide felt himself getting hot,
hotter than he could ever remember getting with previous women.
This girl was different, like the first time he’d ever made love
to a woman, only stronger. He was shaking like a school boy.

His hand snaked into the crack of her
ass. His tongue explored her mouth, while his fingers explored
her ass.
Spinning slowly as they drifted down the
mountain, with their right hands intertwined and held above their
heads like dancers, with the disks contained inside, they kissed
and withered in the air as they passed slowly over trees,
streams, and meadows.
The guide released the redhead’s hand and
sank down her body until he faced her soft breasts. With a
gentle touch and soft lips he kissed and explored her breasts
until she shivered beneath his touch. She was breathing rapidly,
out of control. She suddenly dropped her hand to grab his face,
and was pulled out of his arms.
“Release the disk,” he called as she
fell. “The belt will fly itself,” he whispered, dropping his own
hand so he could join her. They both slid the disks into their
pouches and held on to each other, exploring, kissing, shivering
under the lips of the other. In a moment they went into the 69
position. The tour guide nuzzled her soft, swollen pedals of
flesh. She smelled sweet and delicious. His eager lips sucked
her pussy lips into his mouth. He pulled on the flesh of her
pussy, then sought out her clit and sucked briefly. His tongue
suddenly slid in and out of her warm envelope of flesh.
She gasped and withered beneath him. He
felt his cock enter her hot lips and slide completely inside.
The guide had a firm 6 and 1/2 inches of cock, it was enough, if
not enormous, but he had never seen anybody take his entire
length into their mouth right up to his balls, until now. It
felt heavenly. Her nose was pressed against his balls. Her
throat muscles worked over the length of his cock, milking it
even though her mouth never move.
The guide’s mouth sucked her clit. His
teeth pulled and released it, then he sucked harshly, while his
nose sank into her dark, sweet vulva. Her juices coated his face
and nose. He worked his face farther into her pussy. She was
hot on his face. He felt as if her pussy would engulf him,
swallow his face first, then the rest of his body like a snake
eating a frog.
Her soft thighs bent forward and he found
his head clamped between her legs. His hands sought and clamped
onto her firm ass. He ate her savagely, wanting to make her feel
as wonderful as he felt. He could feel the fire building in his
loins. He would cum in her mouth, while she came against his
face. He wanted to sink his cock into those hot, wet, pussy
lips, but there was plenty of time, all night if they liked.
“Oh, uh, uh, unh,” she groaned,
withdrawing her mouth so only the head of his cock filled her
lips. She groaned even louder, her cries beginning to echo off
the rocks and trees below. Her lips sucked the head of his cock
automatically, while she concentrated on the pleasure spreading
between her own soft thighs. The tour guide was good, very
experienced.

With his face tightly clamped between her
legs she humped her hot sex against his face, while he lapped her
pussy with long, hard strokes of his tongue. She withered,
crying ever-louder. Suddenly she stiffened and screamed,
clamping his head in a death-grip, she shuddered and pumped her
pussy against his face. The guide wanted to pull his cock out of
her mouth before she bit him, but she refused to release it.

He stopped trying when it was evident
that her orgasm was lessening. In a moment she lay limp in his
arms, breathing harshly around his cock.
The guide held completely still, with his
mouth held over her wet pussy, unmoving other than a gentle
sucking motion. In a moment her legs opened, as if by magic.
Holding onto his waist, she turned and faced him, then kissed him
passionately, even though her juice still coated his face. She
smiled and licked his face clean, while he squirmed in
discomfort.
“I want to fuck you hard,” he whispered.
Somehow she looked even more beautiful in her disheveled state
with her hair going in all directions, her breath heaving in her
chest. He was just inches from her face, her hard, pointed
nipples pocked against his chest. Her warm skin seemed to give
him comfort, and a sensual pleasure.
“Let’s make love now,” he gasped, before
kissing her again. She responded eagerly, then pulled away. A
shadow crossed her face. He wondered if he had said something
wrong, but a sudden smile lit her face again, before she kissed
him and turned and turned to slid down until she hung between his
feet. She held each of his feet in her hands. She pulled until
her crotch met his. He quickly positioned his cock downward and
entered her dripping wet pussy. One of her legs was in his face.
He hugged it tightly against his chest. The other was behind his
back. From this position his cock seemed huge inside her. It
sank between her hot, wet lips slowly, gently, endlessly.
Eventually her pelvis was pressed tightly against his own. She
held onto his legs and began pulling herself against him. He
moaned in pleasure as his long cock sank up to the hilt, filling
her abdomen with hot meat. The intense heat of her pussy had him
throbbing, straining to grow inside her. He wanted to fill her
to her stomach.
She pulled her pussy into his hard,
throbbing cock, while he held onto her foot and slowly sucked her
toes into his mouth. With his loins growing hotter, he
mindlessly felt her pussy grasping and releasing his cock, as it
slid in and out. Brutally, hurting both her and him, she pounded
her pelvis into his. The wet slap of meat echoed loudly off the
passing scenery. The guide felt like he was entering the kingdom
of heaven. He had never felt so complete, so sexy and brutal.
He was changing, growing, becoming more than just himself. He
now knew what it meant to make love, and he was making love, not
having mere sex. Sex itself was puny and insubstantial, as
insignificant as taking a piss. This was more, this was
love.
They made love harshly, madly, mindlessly
as they gently glided down the mountain. The tour guide new he
would remember that night forever. This woman had spoiled him
for any other woman on earth. There was no other woman on earth
for him, she was the only one. He felt as if his very soul was
being sucked into her body through his cock. He could feel
himself melting into her. He could feel her heat intensifying.
In a moment the heat became uncomfortable, then intolerable.
Where he felt he never wanted to be separated from he before, he
now tried in vain to pull himself loose. Even as his seed filled
her vagina, he struggled to pull free, all in vain.
The tour guide suddenly screamed as the
heat seared his flesh. He tried to push the woman away, but they
seemed to be glued together. He could smell his flesh cooking.
Agony ripped through his body. In a moment the heat of her body
melted through her web belt and she fell a dozen feet to the
ground. She landed on her feet like a cat, naked and glorious.
Like a lion, she shook her hair back and sniffed the air. She
looked up at the screaming, burning man and a frown darkened her
face.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, then ran off
into the forrest.

“One by one the tourists glided into base
camp. The last two, the tour guide and an unknown woman, were
drifting slowly toward camp, in no great hurry. Later they
appeared to drift far apart, drifting gently perhaps under
automatic control. An hour later the woman’s burned, empty belt
approached the base camp and dropped to the ground. Fourteen
minutes later, the tour guide drifted in. His body was blackened
and lifeless. women screamed, men turned away in horror. A
search and investigation began immediately. Since both belts
were burned, technicians immediately checked the belts for a
malfunction, only to find they were functioning perfectly.
The coroner was tempted to rule the death
as spontaneous human combustion, but chose to make the official
cause of death, “by unknown causes.” An intensive search for the
woman’s body began. She was never found. Months passed and the
search was called off. Stories of ghosts, meteorites, and
terrorists circulated, but nothing was ever found. It was one of
the 21st century’s greatest mysteries.

Lars Paterson rubbed his hands together
in front of his fireplace. He looked at the empty wood box and
sighed. It was cold outside. He hated to make another trip to
the wood pile, but it was necessary. The snow looked beautiful,
gliding past his front windows, but it was cold.
He bundled up and opened his front door.
To his amazement, he saw a beautiful red-haired woman standing in
front of his door, looking down at his welcome mat, rubbing it
with a bare foot. She was stark naked, leaning against the door
sill. She seemed to be exhausted although not cold. She should
have been freezing. But the only thought which entered Lars’
mind was that she was alone and naked. He gasped and stepped
back, then ran forward and pulled her inside.
“My God, you must be freezing,” he said
as he grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around her.
She flinched away from him at his words,
but eagerly welcomed the blanket. “No, but I’m hungry and tired.
Can I stay?” she begged with big green eyes that seemed to grow
as he looked into them.
“Sure, sure, stay as long as you like,”
he gasped, holding the blanket around her naked body.
“Where did you come from?” he gasped,
noticing her enticing perfume.

“I’ve been through hell,” she said with a
dark, serious look. She slowly turned away. A brief wicked
smile which lit her face. Her eyes glowed briefly. She licked
her lips, then turned to face him. “Pure hell,” she said again,
before pulling him into a kiss.

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2008-Mar-25 - Kitty Karsen - Playing Video Games Naked

I love playing video games, I’ve got all the game consoles like XBOX 360, PS3 and I really want a Wii. I spend way too much time playing games when I should be doing more productive things. I guess you could call me a "gamer." However, I don’t usually play naked. But I thought this would make for a really great photo shoot. It’s not often that I get to do two of my favorite things - play video games and pose for the camera. It was a lot of fun. Check out these pictures of me playing video games.

I got so turned on during this shoot I might have to do another! I don’t exactly know why but I started touching myself.

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2008-Mar-25 - The Joy Sex Club

Tags:  group sex, mature, exhibitionism, voyeurism, couples Couple encounter a philanthropic organization of desire

The Joy Fuck Club

By WrathofWilde

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Joy and Mark have been living the happy but catatonic suburban life together for a decade. ?  Both are in their 40??™s, prosperous and would have to be considered very attractive and social by nature but they??™ve perfected the middle aged malaise. ?  Sure, Joy has always had a flair for the dramatic surprise but we know how it can be after so many years when your romantic life is pushed aside by family and friends. ?  They live in one of those manufactured communities perfect by design, perfect in attitude and perfectly suited to Prozac.

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Last Friday Joy walked across the street with a pitcher of Manhattan??™s to her best friend Annie??™s house. ?  Now dear reader, Prozac thresholds be damned this is not a happy sign as Joy has essentially reached her limit of tolerance. ?  Her purchases of lingerie, candles and even some naughty porn for Mark have gone for naught. ?  But both wives and husbands are best of friends with each other and by and large that can make them golf widows for days and weekends on end.

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Joy commiserating over her second drink: ???Annie, I need to do something. ?  I had it out with Mark the other morning when he told me that he was paired with a foursome at the club. ?  I just blurted out to him: What would you rather do, play golf or have a twosome with me on a Saturday morning? ?  And you know what Annie, the dumb jerk actually hesitated for a second!???

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???I??™ve reached the point where I spend more time thinking about the Good Vibrations website than I do my husband!???

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Now what??™s a friend to do at a moment like this? ?  Should she talk about the weather, look at the activity schedule for the Junior League or fess up to what she and Daniel have been up to for the last year. ?  Annie knows that there??™s no going back if she opens herself up to Joy. ?  She and Daniel were in a similar predicament a while back too so she relates. ?  Can this be a secret between the two of them? ?  Is Joy the type to get on the phone with mutual friends within minutes spilling the details? ?  All good questions; which was why Annie was having a pensive moment looking out the living room window.

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???Joy, you know that Daniel and I had pretty much the same issue last year remember????

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???Yes, but I haven??™t heard you mention a thing since last Spring??¦did you work it out with Dan????

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???In a way we did, but it has changed us forever. ?  I don??™t mind his golf trips as much as I used to anymore, when he comes back home one of the first things he does is grab my hand and fucks me in a way that always reminds me of the time before we married,???

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???Oh puhleeeeze, I??™m serious Annie. ?  I don??™t know if the problem with Mark is about me,

or what? ?  Mark couldn??™t care less about the effects of Viagra. ?  Sometimes I think the only club he cares about is his Driver. ?  So I??™m thinking its something about me.???

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???Joy there??™s a club in town that meets once every two weeks. ?  Its filled with people just like us: sexy and very attractive and. ??¦??¦??¦formerly very frustrated.???

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???It??™s a club just for couples, couples that would like to spice things up in their bedroom.???

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???What do you mean by that????

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???It??™s a club pretty much run by the women although you??™d never see an unhappy guy there. ?  The women meet at a members house once a week and talk about ideas to spice up their love lives???

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???You mean they really talk about sex to each other????

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???Yes, and there??™s something else too. ?  Members are sworn to secrecy but we all help each other out in any way we can when it comes to helping a member.???

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???Oh gawd, that sounds like a sex Co-op, where is this? ?  It sounds perfect for Boulder.???

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???No, silly woman its here and its members are all around you. ?  Daniel and I were introduced last year and I can say that it has had an amazing effect on us. ? ?  Daniel now calls me his ???love slave??? and can??™t keep his hands off me.???

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???Tell me more???

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???Not now, there??™s a meeting next week and if you??™re up to it I??™ll ask the other women if we can have one more couple as members, and if they say yes I??™d like just for you to come.???

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Annie did what she promised and the girls got together at another members house over drinks and discussion where they accepted the idea and responsibility of another couple???.

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The next week the women invited Joy over for drinks and talk:

???Joy, we consider ourselves philanthropic organization of desire. ? ?  What I mean is it??™s our role to allow each member to experience their desires and fantasies to the limit.??? ? 

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???Wait, are you telling me that you??™re a Swing Club????

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???No, that??™s not our role although I have to admit more than one member here would like to do just that.???

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???You mean that if I become a member any fantasy that Mark and I have you??™ll see to it that it actually happens????

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???Yes, that??™s right. ?  We all have fantasies whether we admit it to ourselves or not that have gone unfulfilled. ?  Usually it??™s because we??™re all too shy to admit it to ourselves, or our husbands. ?  I mean, we all know what our husbands can be like and none of us here wants to be divorced so we focus on helping each other out. ?  So far not one couple has ever divorced that??™s joined our little club.???

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???But Joy, if you and Mark are going to be real members you??™re going to have to tell us something about yourself.???

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At this point, fueled by the demon rum, Joy tells a tale from the deep dark recesses of her mind, a story that has triggered many an orgasm for the longest time.

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The next morning Joy informs Mark that they??™ve been invited to a sexy party at the Brown Palace Hotel in Denver and that she wants her man looking his best. ?  She also explains he??™s under the threat of severe litigation without prejudice if he goes on any golfing excursions, but afterwards he can play golf to his ???hearts content???.

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At this point Mark??™s eyes are narrowing and he knows something??™s up but Joy assures him that all will be fine and that no matter what he??™s to enjoy himself at the party, whereby he quietly acquiesces.

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The evening finally arrives and Joy looks stunning. ?  You know the phrase that ???less is more??? well, reader it was in full effect this evening. ?  Joy still retained much of her natural beauty and only had to dab a small amount of make up. ?  She decided on a dress that was barely more than just a slip??¦something she would never normally wear especially in their social circles. ?  It was very light, fitting for Summer with simple straps over her shoulders and an uplifting bra, which the little black dress revealed admirably. ?  A touch of perfume on her neck and new strappy heels that she knew would accentuate her shapely tan legs.

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Mark on the other hand finally got an excuse to wear an elegant tuxedo shirt, open at the collar and black slacks purchased ages ago. ?  Joy secretly stole glances and watched him dress with what she felt was a bit of nervous apprehension which caused her to secretly smile.

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Upon arrival at the hotel suite the women were absolutely glowing, radiant would be an understatement and the husbands couldn??™t be more supportive and friendly. ?  Sure, the men except Mark knew what was going to happen and that, Mark was still in the dark.

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After the preliminary introductions dance music was to be heard coming from hidden speakers in the suite, the drinks were flowing and the lights were dimmed. ?  Mark reconned there must be at least 6 couples at the event but he couldn??™t detect a common theme for the event. ?  At some point in the evening Mark noticed a change in the mood of the couples. ?  Joy was talking, and what appeared to him to be actually flirting with another man. ?  Even he would have to admit the man was handsome but in a rough around the edges way with calloused hands??¦??¦and no! ?  He actually touched Annie??™s bare shoulders and hair!

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From across the room Mark had noticed a pair of women in conversation and what seemed to him to be discrete glances in his direction. ?  In ordinary circumstances he would have felt privately flattered but he suspected something about this party wasn??™t quite right especially when he detected an odor harkening back to his college days: Pot!

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At this point the two women subtly glided to Mark and introduced themselves by placing their flat palms on his chest as they complimented on how much the adored the fit of his tuxedo shirt. ?  Could Mark be more intoxicated by their attention, glances and perfume? ?  He thought not.

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Meanwhile Joy was thoroughly enjoying the attention of more than just one man as she realized she was chatting, laughing and yes, flirting with what had to be three of the most attractive men she??™d talked to in ages.

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???Joy, my wife told me your fantasy, kudos to you. ?  Its not often that a fantasy comes round that all the members can participate in. ?  I??™m not sure who??™s getting a bigger thrill me or you.???

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???He??™s right Joy, my cock has been twitching all day long, I can??™t tell you how pleasurable that is.???

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At this point Annie took it upon herself along with another woman to make sure all the drinks were filled and the time was right, the air in the suite being a heady mix of what she was sure was not just cologne and perfume but the essence of sex as well.

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With a bit of flair Annie opened the doors leading to the bedroom section of the suite. ?  The king bed was covered in a canopy with a linen gauze not unlike what you??™d find in the Amazon. ?  Around the bed was an array of scented candles that added to the mystique and allure.

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Annie took it upon herself to offer a toast to their new guests at which she took the glasses from Joy and Mark??™s hand and nodded to the other ladies to take out the blindfolds. ? 

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From behind Mark noticed multiple feminine hands descend on his buttons and zippers, belts and shoes where his last vision was of the woman who??™s hand was on his chest moments earlier pull aside the straps of her dress to see it crumble to her feet. ? 

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Meanwhile Joy had the luxury of being guided to the canopied bed by two men and another woman who lingered undressing her, taking care to seduce this woman by touch and whispers. ? ?  She reclines backwards, blindfolded and between the legs of one of the men she eyed earlier, yielding to the multiple hands that roamed and caresses her legs, taking care to massage her breasts with oil and play with her nipples till Joy??™s quick intakes of breath confirmed her immense pleasure.

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How does a man keep his balance while blindfolded when he realizes his cock is being suckled by a sumptuous, warm, wet mouth that??™s eager to swallow him whole? ?  He leans back into the arms of attentive women who hold him in place while their hands to roam to his chest and abdomen.

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Joy has yielded to the inevitable of her fantasy as she realizes that she herself is receiving the pleasure of sumptuous lips and tongue within the folds of her pussy. ?  Can it be that one of the women from the group is now licking and tormenting her pulsating pussy?

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???Is that what a woman feels like??? she thinks to herself, somehow she thought the sensation would be softer and delicate but in fact reminds her of a boy from high school many years ago.

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With blindfolds still in place Mark is guided to the bed where he remains thoroughly intoxicated by the sensations surrounding him. ? ?  After so many years with Joy, his confusion gives way to ecstasy, his cock being swallowed by lips never experienced before.

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A moment later a firm hand takes hold of his cock and urges it forward with the remaining hands allowing him to retain his balance. ?  He finds is cock dipping into a second inviting warm wet sensation where his hips shift into their primal dance. ?  His mouth remains in lock with the lips of a second woman who quickly shifts her mouth to his left nipple and sucks hard.

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Joy remains surrounded by sensation as hands continue to stroke and touch her clit as her back arches to meet the male between her legs.

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The pace can simply not last too long, both are so long deprived that even minimalist attention brings quick rapture. ?  Feminine fingers find their way from behind Mark to his balls where they firmly support him with a loving grip where he slides over the edge into the abyss of orgasm.

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Joy senses the increased tension if her partner, arching her back to accept his downpour of semen into her body, while at the edge of her own brink of orgasmic freefall when she utters a groan of rapture.

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Impossible to deny the voice, so long having been the love of his life that Mark bends down and kisses the familiar mouth with sincere passion. ?  Astonished and a bit bewildered as his senses come round, he leans round to her ear and whispers:

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???Promise me you??™ll love me forever????

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