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Blue Moon In Bangkok

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Her lips were soft just as I dreamed that they would be. We kissed gently at first almost nervously like a couple of teenagers on a first date then I felt her tongue flick my lips as if looking for permission to enter. I accepted with alacrity and her tongue slipped into my mouth to find mine. I slid my hands under her shirt and up her warm naked back and pulled her into me. Our kisses became deeper and more passionate. On every level this was wrong… I was in a relationship, this was my girlfriend’s friend and also my student but I just couldn’t stop now. From the first day I had met her I had desired this woman and now my fantasy was becoming reality.

I had been living in Thailand for 9 months. I had just turned 41 years old when my 20-year association with a world famous Irish brewery ended with a golden handshake and a cheap gold watch. It was a nice little pay off and I reckoned I could go and lie on a beach somewhere for a while to ponder my future. My marriage had long ended in divorce. We were both so career focused that we never made the time to start a family and the last I heard my ex-wife, Carol was living with someone with tattoos and a lot of body hair… Her name was Tina. I was about to do the typical package holiday to Spain when 2 married friends suggested that I travel a bit further afield.

“Go and teach English in Thailand, China or Vietnam.” Anne added. “You can earn money and not eat into your pension then you can holiday during school breaks.”

I had no teaching experience but in a whirlwind space of 6 weeks I had taken a TEFL (Teach English as a Foreign Language) course, tied up any loose ends and I was leaving for Thailand. I think I emailed my CV to every school in south-east Asia but the highly efficient Mister Paradorn at the south Bangkok language academy was first to reply to me. He posted me a copy of a contract and all the documents needed to get my visa and work permit and I was away. Nerves gripped my stomach muscles as my plane touched down in Bangkok airport on April 25th 2005. I made my way through a sea of eager taxi touts till I seen the sign with my name on it.

“Welcome to Bangkok.” Said the waiting Mister Paradorn, a small thin man with a large grin and a bone-crunching handshake.

Bangkok is an incredible city, from the stunning beauty of Wat Phra Kaow (an ancient temple) to an ultra-modern shopping precinct like Siam Paragon. I couldn’t believe that it had taken me all these years to explore somewhere more exotic than Majorca. On my days off I loved just walking around at a nice leisurely pace. I felt I had put in my time in a highly stressful career and now I reaped the rewards and just wandered about as the locals frantically went about their business. The local women were stunning. I have to admit having a penchant for Asian ladies and this was heaven.
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Restaurant Coworker Fuck

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I’m remembering back to a night where we met back up at my place after a nights work at the restaurant…. I had already been home for about an hour, enough time for me to take a shower and slip into a pair of short lounge shorts and a wife beater tank.

You knocked on my door and when I opened it to let you in you were holding a bottle of white wine with a smile on your face. The kind of smile that told me you were happy to see me and knew it was going to be a good night.

You came in and asked to take a quick shower while I would get the wine opened and ready with 2 glasses. I turned on some music, I think it was Enigma, and turned down the lights and lit some candles. I opened up my futon in the living room while you were still in the shower.

When you were done with your shower you came into the living room where I was at and when I turned to you, you were standing there with the towel around your waist just low enough for me to look at your abs and pelvic muscles dripping with shower drops.

I ran my hand down your chest and handed you a glass of wine. You pulled me close to you and kissed me. We sat on the couch and drank some wine in the atmosphere I set for us. We looked at each other in anticipation, wanting what we both new would be coming up next.

We started kissing and the taste of your lips was so good, a mixture of wine and tongue. I went for your towel and undid the tuck exposing your rock hard cock. I took off my tank and pulled down my shorts. You looked at me and said “I’ve wanted to fuck you all night long”.
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Shared Military Wife

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I was just a young officer’s wife when Scott went through his initial training in the Army after he graduated from ASU ROTC as a second lieutenant. He found a small apartment off base and brought me out to stay with him. He had written and spoken on the phone with me about his new friend and fellow officer, Kenny. My husband joked with me about how large Ken’s cock was and that I should try it. The first weekend spent at our apartment and my introduction to his friend was awkward. Another round of beers was opened and my glass was refilled, and I saw Scott looking at Ken, who just winked. I had a feeling there and then that my tits would soon be out on display to all. Therefore, I decided to break the ice and jump right in.

“Well, can I see it?” I asked, as I took a long drink of my beer.

I was nervous and I really did want to see it. They laughed again and Scott said to Ken, “She does have a nice set of tits,” and then looked at me and smiled. “Show him honey!”

I looked at him, took another drink of my beer and my hands shook as I put the glass back onto the table. I smiled; it was a nervous smile, but I stood up, still smiling, fingers trembling as I lifted up the front of my top to reveal my red lace brassiere. I know I was blushing; I could feel my face go the color of the bra. They were looking at me, I was looking at them. My husband was smiling, no, he was grinning. I took the top off and stood there in front of them dressed in jeans and a bra. I tried to smile, but it was a nervous smile. I cupped my breasts as I looked at them and then I pulled the tops of my 36DD cups down to reveal my breasts. I knew my nipples were hard. I looked at them, Scott still grinning, and Ken with his eyes locked on my now semi naked breasts and hard ½ inch nipples.

“Not enough, Donna, take it off!” Scott said to me.
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Cheating Girlfriend

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The time this story takes place is several months back, about 4 to be precise. Me and MIchelle had been dating for nearly a year and a half now. We’d been sexually active with each other for just over a year and had always used protection of some sort because we both agreed it was best.

Michelle was really stoked about the next several days because her parents were leaving on vacation to Mexico and were leaving her alone to watch over the house while they were gone. Like most teenagers she immediately began planning for a party by calling and telling everybody she could. She was especially wanting me to go because she said she was gonna be wearing my favorite outfit just for me, which was a tight miniskirt and spaghetti strap tank top. When she said this I sensed a bit of tease and eroticness in her voice so naturally that got me stoked for the party as well. Naturally I had to help with getting the party going. My job was to find a way to get as much alcohol as I could and bring it to her house. The day of the party I got up about 11, showered, and by noon had called my friend Steven (who was 22) to run to the liquor store and pick up about $100 worth of alcohol for the party. I lived across town from the store so it took Steven around an hour and half to run the errand for me. I finally made it to Michelle’s house around 2 in the afternoon only to discover she wasn’t home. There was a note on the door saying that she’d gone out to run errands and would be home around 5. She’d left the door unlocked for me so I could go inside and store all the drinks till tonight. Well I still hadn’t done my laundry and it was piled quite high so I left her a note saying I had laundry and would be by around 8, possibly 8:30 and went on my way to accomplish my task.

I finally finished my laundry about 7:45, showered, and was ready for the party by 8:10. I hurried out to my truck and began driving to Michelle’s. She lived across town so it was gonna take me about 20 minutes to get there, which wasn’t so bad considering my laundry had already made me almost 2 hours late for the party. I arrived around 8:30 so I was still in the clear for being in time of my prediction in the note from earlier that day. I arrived only to notice the driveway full of cars and several cars lining the street, so I was forced to park several houses down. I decided to go thru the front door since it was closer and so I started to walk across the front yard at an upward angle heading for the front door. Michelle’s bedroom window was located by the front door so I had to walk right past it to get to the door. As I walked by I heard a guy’s voice say “Would you be offended if we told you that we thought you looked really hot and that outfit is turning us on?” I looked in the window expecting to see a couple people fooling around in Michelle’s room. When I looked in I saw two guys I didn’t know and to my shock, Michelle sitting between them.
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Riding The Subway

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“Fucking son of a bitch!” I yelled as I clicked off my cell phone.

Sometimes having an old fashioned phone would be worth it, just for the satisfaction of slamming it down in someone’s ear.

Jason stood me up again to go hang with his “bros.” Well, it’s likely he wasn’t going to be getting a blowjob or laid by those bros. Hope he has fun with them.

I called up some friends and we arranged to go clubbing together. Several of them had just broken up with their respective partners, so we were ready to go out and have fun. Hopefully we got laid in the process.

I went to my closet, ripping out clothes and discarding them. I was going for a flat out sexy and slutty look. I was going to have fun, despite the asshole’s behavior.

I’m not a stunner. I don’t have a model’s body, nor do I have a face that stops traffic, but I get a fair amount of attention. I rarely buy my own drinks at the bar, and get enough offers for dancing to keep me having a good time.

I finally found an appropriate outfit. The top was a halter style with just a string to tie in the back. Anyone looking at me would know I wasn’t wearing a bra. The skirt was short, just past my rounded ass. And of course, a good old pair of “fuck me” heels. I decided to skip the panties. If I met someone I wanted to fuck, I didn’t want anything getting in the way. It would make bumping and grinding on the dance floor interesting as well.

I made my way to the subway to meet the girls at the club. It was a busy night. The cars were packed and I ended up standing. With people getting on and off, I was getting bumped into and almost fell. I reached up to hold the bar. This caused my skirt to ride up. If it swayed just right, a little glimpse of ass was visible. Knowing that people could see my ass got me a little excited. I don’t mind showing off. My as is one of my best assets.

The feel of the skirt swaying against my bare skin started my pussy twitching. Knowing that men were watching me and maybe even some women…. Well, it got the juices flowing pretty well. My nipples were hard nubs pressing against the fabric of my shirt. It was a fairly sheer material, so they were quite obvious.

As the train jolted to a stop, I felt someone push up against me. This was not unusual in a crowded car. However, I didn’t hear the usual “excuse me.” Instead, I felt a bulging crotch push against my ass. It felt like a decent sized bulge. When I didn’t push him off, his hands grabbed my hips, then snaked around to my front, up my chest, landing on my tits.

Oh damn, that felt so good. I was already tingling before he touched me. I ground my ass against his bulge, while thrusting my tits against his hands.

“You’re looking to get fucked, aren’t you?” I heard in my ear.
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Wifes First Big Black Cock

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I can’t remember why we decided to go to the Peppermint Club that night. When Lois and I travel we like to try something different. Anyway, Lois wanted to have a good time that evening and so did I.

There were lots of clubs in Las Vegas. The Peppermint was one of the nicest, with comfortable booths sporting leather seats, a dance floor and live music. We got there just before 9pm and ordered drinks. Lois had dressed to go out. She looked great in a tight black skirt, pinkish top that showed off her cleavage, and rather racy black high heels that added nicely to her 5’6″ frame. At age 48 and 135 pounds, she still maintained a curvy 38D 26 37 figure. The big tits always attracted admiring glances. She wore her reddish hair a bit shorter than she used to.

Most of the people at the club were close to our age, or older. We felt right at home. Since I didn’t like to dance, I expected her to find someone to dance with. It didn’t take long. The best dancer on the floor was a handsome black man who was dancing with an older white lady. They were very good. We watched them for fifteen minutes until the woman returned to her husband and left.

The black man looked around for another partner and spotted Lois. She must have looked available because he sauntered over to our booth with a big smile.

“Would you like to dance?”

“Sure,” Lois answered. “I’d love to.”

They danced together for quite a while. Lois had a sexy way of moving her body that seemed to hold her partner’s attention. During the slow dances he held her tight, his hand gripping her waist and occasionally her soft sexy butt.

As they danced I thought about my recurring fantasy about watching my wife make love to a black man. I had mentioned my fantasy once to Lois, many years before. She laughed and asked why I thought she needed more than I could give her. Since I wasn’t really serious, I didn’t pursue the idea.
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Dancing Girls

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I moved out of my parents’ house when I was nineteen. My best friend Carl and I got a two-bedroom apartment together and agreed to share expenses. Up until, and right after we moved we talked endlessly, fantasizing about all of the adventures we would have at our new pad. We talked about swapping women, sharing women, orgies and everything else that can be imagined by horny, nineteen year-old guys.

About two months after getting settled in, we both became anxious to experience at least one of the escapades we had foreseen. We paced back and forth in the apartment plotting and complaining. We finally decided that purchasing new fuck flicks would at least settle us down for a little while. We found a good movie store and carefully picked out one movie each. When we got home we immediately put in one of the movies, Carl’s choice, I think. After a few minutes Carl asked me to leave the room so he could masturbate. I definitely understood his need to stroke after watching some of the movie he had picked out, so I exited the living room and went to my room. I picked up a book and began reading when the phone rang. Carl talked for at least thirty minutes. I finally came out of my bedroom when Carl hung up the phone. He had a devious look on his face. I knew he was going to tell me something good. All I could think of was group sex. Carl smiled at me and said, “Melina wants to practice her new dance routine at our apartment and get our opinion.”

Carl had known Melina since high school when they used to date off and on. She was kind of sleazy, she had a low self-esteem, she was a titty dancer. I told Carl I was most definitely game as my cock partially hardened. The rest of the day expired, night fell, and late finally came. I was tired of waiting for Melina to show up and I knew it was too good to be true anyway so I went to bed. Before I knew it Carl was waking me up saying “she’s here…and she brought a friend”. I sprung out of bed and immediately looked in the mirror to make sure I didn’t look too asleep. I combed my fingers through my hair, threw on that day’s clothes, from the floor, and went into the living room. Carl had one of our new movies playing with the sound muted and Melina’s dance routine music playing.

Melina’s friend, who’s name, I don’t think I was ever told (we’ll call her “Naughty”), was hot. She was not beautiful, she was kind of dirty, sexy. She had a great body and a sexy face, but she was kind of stinky looking, which really made me want to fuck her dirty. She said “hi, you’re Darren right, I came to watch too”. Melina instructed us to all sit on the couch. When she got her tape to the right song she began her routine. She did the typical titty dance routine, pushing her ass out, rubbing her breasts, and looking at us with permissive eyes. After she gave her routine one go around and she received our approval she began giving us lap dances one by one. I was first. Melina stood over me, her nipples erect, and let her hair drape over my face and chest. I felt her soft tendrils against my skin and stared at her breasts and navel. My cock was bulging and she didn’t hesitate to make sure I knew she saw the tent that was forming on my pants. She moved to Carl then, giving him the same treatment. When everyone was paying attention to Melina’s lap dance for Carl, I began rubbing my cock through my pants. Melina lingered at Carl for a while really giving him the deluxe version.
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Anal Seduction

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Brian and Sue had known each other for little over a year after meeting at a party at a mutual friend of theirs. They hadn’t seen each other for about six months when they ran into each other at the supermarket and decided to go have drinks together afterwards. Neither of them expected things to get so hot for the both of them at the bar. Sue couldn’t help feeling a bit lusty seeing Brian’s shirt just draping off his broad shoulders.

Brian really liked Sue’s confidence and the way her ass fit into her tight jeans. After getting back to her place, they pretty much drunk-fucked each other for an hour and both crashed for the night. Leaving the next morning wasn’t uncomfortable for either one of them and they both decided they would try to get together sometime in the next week. Another mutual friend was throwing a party that weekend and both of them planned on being there. There was a feeling in both of their heads that they were going to end up together at her place and have some really intense sex.

The party itself was pretty fun for them. After both had downed a couple of beers, Sue asked Brian to take a look at a painting in a room where there wasn’t going to be anyone else. He followed her in the room and they immediately starting French-kissing each other. Sue wanted to fuck him right there, but the always-uncomfortable party guest walking-in and interrupting things dissuaded her from taking any of her clothes off. Brian also wanted to fuck her right there and wasn’t about to let potential embarrassment dissuade him from having the woman he wanted when he wanted.

They were leaning against a wall in a guest bedroom with Sue’s skirt slowly being raised by Brian’s right hand. She was grabbing his ass with both hands, but felt she needed to thwart his hand from getting any closer to her wet pussy until they got out of the house. Sue had to grab Brian’s hand from her waist up and onto her breasts. He didn’t miss a beat and tried undoing the shoulder straps on her cotton cocktail dress. He wanted her now and Sue didn’t want to leave the party just yet so she asked if there was anything she could do to cool Brian off for a while until they could get back to her place.
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