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Linda Sue
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one summer night she took off her belt and used it to tie me to the back fence of a tennis court. just behind the green flimsy fabric a full scale game was going on under the lights. she fucked me until I was depending on the belt to stay up and then she flipped me over and fucked my ass. hot.
She was a client of mine, older, not quite my usual taste but she had a definite sexuality that piqued my interest. We started flirting over text, then chat, then it got dirty...dirtier than I knew existed. I was on my way to Vegas for a Monday conference, she met me there Friday night. We fucked non-stop, she loved it all but especially went nuts for my cock in her ass. She craved it, demanded it. She rimmed me with enthusiasm, tongue fucking my ass while she jerked me off. She had complete sexual freedom. My favorite memory was at the Hard Rock's sunday gospel brunch...we were the first done at the buffet and headed up to the balcony. Before long we were in the bathroom with me roughly fucking her ass as she was bent over the toilet. I asked her with a smile if she wanted to spend the rest of the service with my cum deep in her ass...she feigned like she was appalled, turned around sitting on the toilet with a big smile, and sucked my cock straight from her ass until I exploded. It was raw. It was whorish. I loved every minute of it.
My proudest conquest remains "Cindy." She was the homecoming queen and a cheerleader, with long natural red hair. She was my friend in high school, but just that. I was a nerd who could never rate that. Her boyfriend had the car, the cash, the looks...
We went to the same college in town, and she was with another guy who was older and rich. He was some kind of a developer. Then he kicked her to the curb. So I was there to comfort her. One night she called me and asked if I would come over and lie down next to her so she wouldn't have to be alone. Of course I jumped at this.
So she and I are lying down, talking, talking, talking. I am rock hard -- and for Hans, I'll say, I have just average endowment. Cindy notices this and tells me to take off my clothes. She warns me that nothing will happen, but she wants to be near a warm body. Seriously! Well, I'm game, and I really believe her. Nothing will happen.
She starts running her hands along my chest and belly, and pretty soon she's fiddling with my dick and balls. Maybe half an hour of this and I'm amazed I didn't just come. Just to be naked next to this girl I've wanted to fuck FOR YEARS, masturbated to FOR YEARS, and she's pulling on my johnson.
Them she takes my hand and puts it up her skirt and her pussy is just drenched. Amazing. I had her panties off in a flash and got on top. Just looking down at her, how beautiful she was, made me almost lose it. But I did pretty well for a virgin.
Looking back, she wasn't that great a fuck. And she went back to Mr. Rich Developer when he wiggled his finger. But my God, Cindy was still amazing. Never fucked so high above my station again!
Mine's pretty tame, I guess. But my college bf and I had a lot of sex in my apartment. And I mean a lot. I'm a screamer, like you, Linda Sue. He brought it out in me with very patient cunnilingus until I really learned to let go. Then I "came like a rocket," as he put it. I knew the neghbors could hear us fucking several times a day, and that was a turn-on. Finally, I found a note taped to my mailbox, that read "nymphomaniac." We just kept on having fun. And when we broke up, I got fucked even better by my next lover. p.s., I still have the note.
My most surprising fuck was a member of my church..She was def. the hottest woman in the church, blonde, brown eyed, great figure. She has smallish tits but very sensitive. If you knew her, she is the proper wife, mother and leader in the church. I had started complimenting her on the way she dressed, her sexy shoes and and her personality. I noticed right away that she responded to that. I guess its true that the best looking women get overlooked or intimidate men who would hit on them. We started texting then when she responded positively to a sexual text. I knew we might be in trouble but I really wanted to see if she was as hot as she looked! We started emailing to secret hotmail accounts and meeting in parking lots to make out. She was a GREAT kisser and we felt each other up, but always stopping before "doing it". She was still trying to convince herself I think. One day she was getting over the flu and I called her..knew her husband would be at work. We started getting sexual and before I knew it she was telling me all her fantasys and EXACTLY how she wanted me to lick her pussy! To hear those words come out of this woman was the complete turn on! We made a date to meet in the upstairs of a tanning salon she owned after it closed. The excitment level was pegging the needle when I pulled up and saw her at the door. I flew up the steps and shut the door and she practically climbed up me. Our clothes were off in a flash and oh my...shaved pussy...she whispered in my ear that she loved to be licked...and that she had been thinking about my tongue in her pussy all day. That was all it took! I was down on her in a flash, taking a little time to work her nipples over a bit but couldnt wait to taste that pussy...I dove in licking and sucking and flicking and the first orgasm came in about 3 minutes..then another...after the 3rd one I slid up her body and buried my cock inside her...her legs came up around me and off we went fucking like rabbits... for me to look down and see the wild abandon on this sweet church lady was enough to send me over the edge. I started cumming, calling her my hot little bitch which made her claw my back and cum at the same time.. I thought she was going to squeeze my dick off.. what a fuck... we cleaned up and kissed for a while... unfortunatly following this she had a bad case of the guilt and told me we couldnt do that again... she felt addicted..and just had to stop... so we did...BUT every time I see her in the choir cant help the hard-on!!!
My wife had a professional office in our house, and one day when I was home I met and began getting to know one of her prettier and curvier clients. Nancy and I hit it off instantly. It turned out her husband had recently left her and she was hungry for male attention and validation that she was still attractive. I had a business trip that took me first to Washington, DC, and then by car to Connecticut. Nancy surprised me by flying to DC on my last day there and asking if she could come with me for the remainder of the trip. We hugged and kissed, and by the time we got in the rental car for the drive north, I knew she wanted to fuck me. I spent the whole time we were on the New Jersey Turnpike with the fingers of my right hand buried in her pussy, making her cum over and over and discovering that she was a *major* squirter. The toll takers must have been overwhelmed with the sex smell that wafted out of my window as I handed them the money. By the time we got to our destination she was sitting in about a quart of girl cum. We spent the week in Connecticut fucking like bunnies every chance we got, soaking the beds. One time, I was on my back, and she straddled my face, using my nose and mouth to masturbate on while she held my ears, and gushed into my eager mouth when she came. At the end of the week, we flew back home I went to her real estate office at the end of the business day. Without saying a word, she locked the door, closed the blinds, stripped, lay down on the carpet and opened her thighs for me. I still jerk off to the memory of that gorgeous and talented pussy just waiting for me to dive in. No other lover had ever been that brazenly sexual with me before, and I loved every minute of it.
As a junior in High School I was kind of the bad boy type. Long hair, dabbled in recreational drugs, had a fast car. I was also in the top 10 of my class and taking college level courses. Because of this my circle of friends tended to be pretty diverse. I was in a lot of the honors classes and tended to be around the cheerleaders and the jock even though I was cleary a "Pot head"
I had a bad break up with my girlfriend, the kind where you turn around in the halls and go the other way bad. But I was always able to move on, so my next conquest was a cheerleader girl I had always flirted with in one of my classes. She was sharp witty, 5 foot OHH Blonde and c cups (Not a boob man per se, but in HS tail was tail). Finally convince her to go out with my and when I get directions to her house I'm like I know exactly where that is! Right next door to the Ex. In a matter of days I was fucking her all the time.
The best part was her parents were never home, so I used to go over, park in front of her house and fuck her then leave. It was so bad, my Ex came up to me and was like "Your an asshole. My mom asked when we got back together because she saw your car out front."
Score!
well...
i missed a year of high school because i was off being housed in an institution for out of control boys. when i got back to school in 1966 i was different from the others in a number of ways, long haired, hard, angry. i was considered to be off limits for the cool kids, which was fine by me.
in 1971 i ran into a lady who had been one of the cool kids, a cheerleader, popular, destined for a great future. she had gone to nursing school, married and had a child, and divorced. she knew who i was and she found herself attracted to the hardness. she told me how she had been warned about me in school.
i wanted to fuck her just to get back at the cook kids, and she was into it as well. she slipped her kid a chunk of a nembutal suppository sje had stolen from the hospital so the kid wouldn't cry during the fucking. she had become addicted to speed, which she also stole from the hospital.
she wasn't very good in bed, but i suppose in her own way she had reached the great future she was destined to live in. what kind of mother would drug her kid with serious barbiturates just to get some quiet time to fuck a hippie?
goddamn...
Just recently I found my childhood "boy" friend after many years apart, 18 years to be exact. We made plans for a weekend getaway and boy oh boy, he was not a 13 yr old boy anymore! When I saw him my mouth dropped. He looked just the same, but a HOT MAN! We talked a bit, quickly booked a hotel and fucked for 3 days straight. We took breaks just to shower and snack.He is the first man that I have ever felt fully comfortable with. Could it be because we grew up and were together all the time? I think so. He is the only guy I have allowed even close to my ass and the only guy I can swallow over and over again without any hesitation. Since our initial visit in Dec., we have traveled to each other every month since and I cannot get enough of him.I know our parents wanted us to be together since we were babies. I sure wish both of us had listened to them. LOL! I love my J. :o)
Dear Lord ... I have an amazingly boring sex life. ;-) Getting married probably had something to do with that. The baby probably didn't help much, either.
I LOVE my family ... but sex more than twice a month would be good. And some more anal would rock.
Since getting married and having a kid, my sex life has vanished to one a fucking year. Anonymous at least you still get it twice a month. Wait till your bitch wife cuts you off completely.
PART 2
I told her she could trust me not to put my cock into her that night, but I asked her if she could be honest with me about what she wanted. I told her what she said wasn't going to change what I did, but that I needed to know if she really wanted me to be inside of her, but simply wasn't because she didn't want to feel guilty. She told me she didn't mind other parts of me inside of her, but that having a part of me that could make her pregnant made the act into sex. She told me she didn't want me to put myself into her unless we got engaged, but she admitted that she missed the feeling of being fucked & that she wanted to be fucked by someone again. She kept telling me again & again not to put myself into her.
As the vibrator rested against her clit, I turned the vibrator on. Her body jerked as she sighed. I started sliding the vibrator up & down her slit, passing the length over her clit as I did. She was moaning so softly, so intense & aching, trying to keep her noises & desire inside of herself. As I stayed over her I whispered into her eyes that I wanted to be able to hear her. I coaxed her to open her lungs & let the noise of our love out.
She didn't tremble so much as contort, didn't shudder so much as flex & tighten. As she started to pant & moan I kissed her face so gently & I whispered at her ear, "that isn't the vibrator, that's me, that's my cock, & the more noise you make the more I'm going to show you how I feel about you."
She started getting a little louder, & I nuzzled her face & her neck. I wanted her to really enjoy herself, & so I held her hands above her head, turned down her offers to suck on me or to use her hands. I kept insisting that the vibrating she was feeling was my cock, I was feeling pleasure by pressing my cock against her clit & the rest of her body.
I could smell the room's beautiful pungency, the odor of an aroused woman & the slick opportunity for sex. I whispered for her to get louder the more she wanted, & what had been meaning in my ear was now above conversational volume. I whispered that the vibrator was my cock again. I whispered that I loved her, & then for the hundredth time since we'd been dating that I wanted to fuck her, but for the first time she just moaned in response instead of stopping me.
As I touched the tip of the vibrator to her opening I let her hands go, I wanted her to be able to grab my hands & stop me, but she wrapped them around my shoulders & back & pulled me down onto her & shoved her mouth beside my ear. She moaned so loudly she was almost yelling. I felt like she was saying, "yes, fuck me!"
As I pressed the vibrator in she started screaming into my ear & I kept whispering back that I loved her & that I wanted her to feel good, I wanted her to be happy. I slid the toy in & out for minutes as she moaned into my ear & finally shouted as she came twice in succession. Then she looked into my eyes & as I smiled she told me she was starting to ache & she wanted to stop.
I pulled the vibrator out & she immediately pushed me onto my back, eagerly she practically pounced on me. I soon after had an orgasm of my own. After she swallowed she laid down with me & we held each other as we caught our breath.
Afterward, of course, we got dressed so she could drive me home. The problem, though, was that her entire family was still downstairs. She & I tried to walk discreetly down the stairs & outside, but we wound up having to cross the living room which was full of her entire family. Nevermind the distinct smell of sex that surrounded us, I could tell from her sister's face that they had heard her screaming upstairs. I'm sure they realized we had been up to something, though they didn't know how good a girl she'd remained.
Evidently the first part didn't take... here's the first part again.
PART 1
In my early twenties I once had a girlfriend that was raised in a traditional religious family & was fairly uptight about sex. Although she was in her twenties I was only her second boyfriend - the first had turned into a five-year engagement that had eventually fallen apart. As we dated she explored & played a bit with me, but I never tried to push her into anything physical that she didn't make clear she wanted to do & she always stressed that she had had sex, & had enjoyed sex, but that she didn't want to have sex until she was engaged again.
We'd still enjoy one-another's bodies but she wouldn't let intercourse happen. After most of our dates we'd make out in one of our cars, then eventually I'd slide a finger into her so I could work on her with my hand until she climaxed. Every time I got her body to come she'd insist that she thank me by reciprocating, & she'd eagerly take my cock into her mouth so she could do so. She wouldn't do so unless encouraged or she could tell herself she was obligated, though. I'd try to encourage her not to think of things as tit-for-tat, but she couldn't get past the specific ways she had wound up thinking sexuality worked.
She didn't know how to tell me what she wanted, so much of the time I'd whisper to her that I liked when she made noise because that helped me to know she wasn't upset about what was happening, that she didn't need to ask me or say no, that I just needed to hear how much noise she was making so I could know if she wanted me to keep going or to stop. She couldn't bring herself to ask me for what she wanted, so most of the time this served us. The only thing she'd say is she'd stop me when I'd ask if I could fuck her, & she'd say she wasn't willing to be fucked again until she was engaged.
In the ensuing weeks I made sure that she had gone online to shop for a vibrator "for me" & I was pleased to see that, once she had the rationality figured out, she was quite eager to get one. I didn't need to coax or push, I just needed to give her a way of thinking about what she was going to be doing that wasn't dirty anymore, wasn't in need of denial. Her hormones & desires made sure she followed through with the rest.
On Christmas we had a large traditional dinner with her family. Afterward we made excuses & slinked up to her room, which was converted from the attic. The rest of the family stayed on the first floor watching television together, but what did we care? We had our privacy & some time to exchange gifts away from prying eyes. We traded trinkets, & then we lovingly began kissing.
We worked lovingly & slowly under her sheets, then worked out of our clothes. As I held her hands against the mattress to either side of her head, my knees supporting myself while splitting her legs apart, her breath fast, her eyes on mine, she reminded me, as she always did, not to push into her with my cock because we were not engaged. I asked if the vibrator had arrived yet.
I let her up & she came back & gave me the vibrator, which was phallis-like as opposed to the smaller round ones. I put the vibrator nearby within reach & I started over again, slowly working her into a lovlingly anxious place. Minutes later, when I had her hands pinned beside her head again, I put them over her head, both under one of mine. She repeated herself, just as she always would, & I pulled my cock away from her opening just as she trusted me to. With my other hand, though, I rested the vibrator against her spread slit. I could see her mind in her eyes, frozen in intensity, not sure what was going to happen but forcing herself not to try to flee. I felt like she was a virgin again, helplessly lacking the knowledge of what was to come.
I was 21 and had just been discharged from the army. While working at a Record Bar I met Debbie who was working there part time after school. She had an amazing body, a face like Jerry Hall and long blonde hair tjat went down to her ass. She was 16, or so I thought.
After a couple of weeks I worked up the courage to ask her out. She said yes and the next night I drove over to meet her, It was raining by the time I got there but she was still waiting, sheltering under a tree. She jumped in the car and I turned up the heater while we discussed where to go.
It didn't take long before we started making out and I soon got her perky big boobs out to suck on. "Bite them," she said, and I proceeded to do just that. Soon after she reached down and undid my jeans. "We can't fuck because I'm on my period, but I will jerk you off". And she did. Of course it didn't take long for me to cum, moaning all the way as my cock shot hot streams of spunk on my belly and chest.
At this point it began to get kinky as Debbie leaned forward and began to slurp the hot spunk off my body. she really enjoyed it, "Mmm, yummm, oh, ohh wait a sec," she said and reched up to push my head back so that she could enthusiastically shlurp a blob of cum that had made it all the way up my neck and onto my chin.
We fucked around for two years. She encouraged me to go out with other girls and asked me for details afterwards. I never got to meet her folks but finally cracked an invite to a party at her house. It was then I learnt the truth. Having passed on to her a card that said, "Happy 18th Birthday" she laughed out loud and said, "OMG, I can't believe you think I'm THAT old. Jeez, I'm 16, ha ha!"
"C'mon, have a drink."
Years later we met up, again working at the same company together. This time she was fucking her manager before going home to her fiancé. In a conversation over lunch we discussed what it was like being a virgin while growing up. "I don't know much about that," she said, "I lost mine on a hotel roof when I was 13. I couldn't stop fucking after that."
I wonder what, or who, she is doing now. Miss her boobs though - they were perfect - I call 'em "Debbie tits"
I was 21 and had just been discharged from the army. While working at a Record Bar I met Debbie who was working there part time after school. She had an amazing body, a face like Jerry Hall and long blond hair that went down to her ass. She was 16, or so I thought.
After a couple of weeks I worked up the courage to ask her out. She said yes and the next night I drove over to meet her, It was raining by the time I got there but she was still waiting, sheltering under a tree. She jumped in the car and I turned up the heater.
It didn't take long before we started making out and I soon got her perky big boobs out to suck on. "Bite them," she said, and I proceeded to do just that. Soon after she reached down and undid my jeans. "We can't fuck because I'm on my period, but I will jerk you off". And she did. Of course it didn't take long for me to cum, moaning all the way as my cock shot hot streams of spunk on my belly and chest.
At this point it began to get kinky as Debbie leaned forward and began to slurp the hot spunk off my body. she really enjoyed it, "Mmm, yummm, oh, ohh wait a sec," she said and reached up to push my head back so that she could enthusiastically shlurp a blob of cum that had made it all the way up my neck and onto my chin.
We fucked around for two years. She encouraged me to go out with other girls and asked me for details afterward. I never got to meet her folks but finally cracked an invite to a party at her house. It was then I learnt the truth. Having gave her a card that said, "Happy 18th Birthday" she laughed out loud and said, "OMG, I can't believe you think I'm THAT old. Jeez, I'm 16, ha ha!"
"C'mon, have a drink."
Years later we met up, again working at the same company together. This time she was fucking her manager before going home to her fiancé. In a conversation over lunch we discussed what it was like being a virgin while growing up. "I don't know much about that," she said, "I lost mine on a hotel roof when I was 13. I couldn't stop fucking after that."
I always said this to my partner every time we make love. And if she is off that's the time use sex toys for men collection.
For the past two months, I've been rooming with a gay guy. One night, my girlfriend wanted to invite him to join us, and after some reluctance, I agreed. He ended up giving me a better blowjob than her.
Usually, he and I double penetrate my girlfriend. I love the feeling of plunging into her while feeling his balls are touching mine. One night, when we were all very drunk, we went really far: I was pounding her, and he came up behind me and stuck his cock in my ass. I didn't object because I knew he'd tested HIV-negative, and it felt great. It was one of the hottest experiences I've ever had, and I'm now officially bi.
In high school, I was friends with a really hot girl who was on the basketball team. Unfortunately, she was a lesbian. One day, her dad caught her making out with her aunt, which got her in trouble, so she asked me to pretend to be her boyfriend so she could stay in the closet. I agreed, and we started dating. Usually, we'd go to the park and check out girls together. We stayed in our fake relationship together, and she even allowed me to feel her up occasionally when we were making out. Then, we went to Prom night together, and she said that she wanted to do it with me since I'd been so nice to her. It was amazing sex. She came out when she got into college, but when we met up again in Junior year, she invited me into a threeway with her and her bisexual girlfriend. The best part of it was when they were tribbing, they let me lick both of their pussies at the same time. Then, she had me fuck her girlfriend while she did me in the ass with a strapon.
I noticed on the results of the poll 'My proudest, naughtiest conquest' that 49 people, I'm assuming they are men, indicated they had some type of sex with their mother. Wow. I wonder how many of those are true. As a teenager I certainly had an oedipal complex and fantasized about having sex with my mother; a 40ish sexpot with a trim body and large chest. It didn't help that she wore tight or revealing clothing around the house or proudly held a strange fascination with a summer photo of me in swim trunks that clearly showed that my testicles had descended and were larger than average. After my father moved out, she would ask me every night to massage her back and shoulders as she lay on her bed, she would loosen the string on her nightie to allow complete access to her back. My hands would stop at the small of her back but my fingertips would sometimes graze the sides of her large, flattened breasts and she never objected when they did. I masturbated many times to thoughts of how I would go about seducing and fucking her, there were many moments if she had initiated it, we would have engaged in sex, I knew that's what I wanted to have happen but she never went that far. I know incest is harmful but I still can't help wondering what would have happened if she and I had shared carnal relations.
So this definitely isn't a 'conquest' but it's hella kinky. And it is 100% true. This is the succession of events that made me the 30% or so gay guy I am today. I had a buddy who was in the same grade, many of the same classes in 8th grade when I saw my first hard dick besides my own.
We were going for bike rides from time to time and, as is common for pubescent boys, we started talking about girls. We both rode to a quiet spot behind our school where no one could look in, and started rubbing our crotches. We then decided to show off our dicks to each other. His was good sized, the same as mine (but with penis envy his looked bigger of course). I was uncut and he had a nice round mushroom head on the end of his.
It got better from there, for we started going to each other's houses after school and jerking off together. Just as this was happening I spent a week with my grandparents. While watching skinemax one night I was stroking and my grandpa caught me. He came into the room, told me not to be embarrassed, and asked if I squirted yet. I hadn't yet. He said give it time.
The next day at school (when he picked me up as always) he handed me a porn catalog and told me I could order whatever I wanted, as long as I watched them at his place only and as long as he could watch when I jerked off. Well for a 13 year old boy that is a hell of an offer! So I went ahead and took him up on the offer, and about a month after I had been doing this with him, I told him about me and my buddy jerking off together. He asked me to bring him in.
My buddy was interested, and even though my grandpa never touched us, never asked us to touch him, he gave us plenty of education and suggestion on how to play. We stroked each other, then sucked each other, and by the time we were 17 we were fucking each other. He passed away shortly after that, and we had to destroy all the evidence. All the porn, all the pictures, all the magazines.
My buddy and I are still mostly straight, if we ever had to choose boy or girl it would always be girl, but we have enjoyed surprising a few women with our bisexuality when she thinks it's just her and two regular guys haha. I have only messed around with 3 other men. One was with a girl who had a gay friend she wanted to have sex with, so I was her bisexual bridge, and I met one gay couple for a fun all male 3 way where I got to live out some of my old experiences. Of course aside from that I have had multiple female lovers. Just not as taboo as this story! Hope you like it, Linda Sue!
My proudest conquest was Linda Sue
I agree, Linda Sue would be my proudest conquest, if only I could make that claim! If she is half the women in life that she is in these blogs than she is a rare one indeed. Too much women for a man like me, or maybe not.. Now, when is she going to write for us again, she is missed!
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