By far the biggest sexual surprise for me was the first time I actually laid eyes on a pussy..in a dirty book. I remember thinking "how does that thing work". It took me another several months before I got to play with a real one and she even gave me some instructions!

Fantasttic . . .
 

I would have been as well!!
You lucky bugger . .

a professional massage...
 

A local well known coach's daughter runs a massage place for jocks. I went there one night with a friend and we had appointments but we did not know who we would get. As luck would have it, the coach's daughter called me back and told me to undress as far as I was comfortable. Well, I was nude when she returned and she asked if I wanted a towel and I said it was up to her. I turned over on my stomach and she did a wonderful, very professional massage--as good as I have ever received. When she did my legs, however, I felt myself get erect.

When she told me to turn over, I apologized for my erection but she said it was very normal, not to worry, but she did appreciate that I apologized. She also explained that some guys expect a lot more and she was only a the****dic massage--nothing more, besides it was very illegal now in town after all the old massage parlors, primarily Asian, had been shut down.

I calmed down as she worked on my chest and shoulders but she was attractive and the erection never went away, it just faded a bit. As she worked from my feet to my upper thighs, it decided to reappear fully erect and with a very dark head. I am not larger than average, but the color was indicative of real enthusiasm. She could not help but see it and again I apologized. I tried to change the subject but my hard-on was still there. Finally, she looked at my hard on and said, it is a shame that has to go to waste but I am not going to break the law. I thought she was going to offer to give me some privacy and some massage oil, but she started explaining what was illegal. She says she can touch near the pelvis---and she did---but not the penis. She said she could touch or even suck my nipples, and she did. Then she said she always liked to reward some good clients.

She began a finger tip massage that felt wonderful as she slid her fingernails lightly touching my hairy legs and chest. She got close to my cock but not close enough for me. Then she said she could even kiss my toes---and she did--and she could kiss my knees ---and she did ---and even my thighs---and she did and her hair barely slid over my cock which was twitching. She then said that she was absolutely forbidden, by law, from touching my penis--there could not be any doubt.

She then bent over, keeping her hands behind her back, and sucked my cock all the way down to its root. I was balls deep and she just kept it as deep as I could go and sucked, licked and hummed very quietly. I was going crazy. Then she started going up and down very quickly and I shot off way too soon. I could not make it last longer.

She said she would deny it ever happened---and it never did again.

This story reminds me of my own.........
 

I actually got my wife's cherry--we first tried right at her 16th birthday but it hurt her too much to complete the act. Her family then moved across the country and I didn't see her till the following summer. Of course, we tried again and succeeded--but with a lot of blood.

We fucked every opportunity we had for the next three summers--the only time we could be together because of HS and college.

We married during my junior year--and she swore I was the only man to have penetrated her. Later, when we "confessing" our indiscretions while we were apart, she admitted to fucking three other guys during college. I was shocked and very angry--she deceived me!! But then I thought about all the other girls I had been screwing as well.

So I cooled down about the issue and let it slide. We had agreed that we each "could date" others but left it open to all that entailed. I took advantage of the loophole so did she. Taught me the need to pin down all issues.

Today, I'd bet she bedded far more than three other guys--she was a party girl during her year in school and was a sucker for a beer or glass of wine. I'm sure the college guys figured that out pretty quickly.

Today I get turned on thinking about other guys tapping her sweet pussy but she won't share many stories, bummer!

My 19 year old Fuckbuddy.
 

The first time I got my hands down her pants at work I thought I'd misjudged something as I couldn't feel any pussy hair - once I got to her slit I was amazed.

"Do you shave??" I asked incredulously as I'd never even considered this was a thing.
"Of course!"

Never looked back and ended up asking my girlfriend to shave her pussy after that - took a long time to persuade her though.

Seems tame by some of these stories but: My wife was on all fours and I was in her ass(just noticed like all my stories are anal lol) really going at it and she spins around and suck my cock and gives it a few good licks then turns around again and slides it right back into her ass. My mind was spinning cause she had never done it before, I only lasted a few more seconds after that

And nowadays just opposite...what is normal is to shave it. I love my wife shaved though have to admit I'm ready for every bargain to feel her pussy haired for a change but she just hates it and had no success until now. But I'm still keeping my hope :)

Few and far between
 

The title is my sentiment regarding unshaved pussy.

Recently I was sitting at the bar in a swing club chatting with a couple I had just met. We got to talking about the popularity of shaving that it has become the norm. I mentioned that I couldn't remember the last time I DATY'd a hairy pussy.

The husband told the wife to "Show him what one looks like.". She swiveled her bar stool toward me and lifted her skirt revealing a think coat of silky black fur. "Have a taste of this if you like.", she said. I lowered myself on to my knees and enjoyed it to a small audience. We then headed to the "back" and I was lucky to enjoy it even more.

Very nice for a change!

Response to sexual exposure
 

What surprised me the most, first, was how much being in a room full of sexually charged men turned on my wife. This was before we were married...

A few months after my wife Rox had moved in we me I showed her an ad in a local alternative paper for a co-ed "bath house." When I showed the ad to Rox, a swing club virgin, she was fascinated. Up until then we had had some exibitionistic fun, but that had been limited to one or two lucky viewers who happened to be in the right place at the right time and always in what would generally be considered a non-sexual setting, for instance a parking lot or an out of the way place in the woods or on the nude beach.

This club that advertised for fun-loving couples, single ladies, and single men offered us a chance to experience the thrill of sexual activity in a place where people had gathered for that express purpose. Of course I assumed that the permitting of single men would mean that there would be an overabundance of them, and I was curious as to how Rox would react to a crowd of sexually aroused males. Being a true voyeur I am turned on more by watching Rox get off than in screwing other women, anyway, so with great curiosity we readied ourselves for a Saturday night adventure.

Rox was admittedly a bit wary of going into a place like that, wondering what kind of people would be in there and if her limits would be respected. She agreed to go on the condition that we merely observe at first and only fool around if we both felt comfortable. She also expressed the wish to refrain from physical contact with the other patrons. I, of course, readily agreed. At this point in her life she had done a little bit of experimenting sexually but not really very much.

The place was as seedy as I imagined it would be, and I was afraid that Rox would be dissuaded from entering. Her curiosity was piqued, however, and she nodded affirmatively when I asked her one last time if she still wanted to go inside. Sorry to tell you this but there are no pics, as in those days there were only film cameras with flashes and there was no way anything like that would be permitted inside... (sigh)

As dark and dingy inside as out, we paid our club "dues" and were given a couple of locker keys. Immediately upon our passing through the doorway into the first chamber, the heads of the many males present began to turn. Rox was checked out if not outright scrutinized by at least eight to ten men, some of whom were fully dressed, but most of whom wore only a towel around their waists. They eyed her provocative attire, consisting of a super short mini skirt over lace pantyhose with a sheer, low-cut blouse.

Rox shyly hid behind me as we slowly made our way across the room and into another narrow corridor, being trailed by several of the men. I expected Rox at any minute to tell me she felt uncomfortable, as the feeling some of these men projected was truly predatory, but instead she just clung tightly to my arm and followed me further into the labyrinth of tiny rooms and connecting hallways. It was soon plain to see that there were no absolutely intimate spaces in which to privately ease ourselves into a sexual mode. When we found ourselves back in the first or second room again, having made the full circuit we stopped there and sat down on a mattress in the corner.

Our trek had served the dual purpose of alerting all the men that there was a good-looking woman on the premises and pointing out to us that indeed Rox was the only woman there. Several of our entourage plopped themselves down almost on top of us with an almost desperate aggressiveness.

I told them in loud distinctive terms that this was certainly not the beginning of a free-for-all, and they jumped up apologetically and remained a good distance away. Still Rox did not ask to leave.

I thought that for Rox's benefit I would proceed slowly, and as I warmly embraced her I kissed her gently. Here is where the surprise took hold!

Rox's response was anything but gentle. In fact, she nearly put her tongue down my throat! Far from being intimidated by this mob of horney guys, she was ready for action! I was surprised by her enthusiasm, but as she told me later she had gotten extremely turned on, not only by the dozens of men who were wearing little more than a towel, but by the idea that they were hungry for her. She felt empowered by the way they had followed her from room to room, hoping that she would make the night a memorable one.

Now it was my turn to be nervous. After all, there were at least forty men in there. If Rox got too hot too fast we were liable to lose control. Animal lust is a thing that demands respect. I didn't want things to turn ugly. Yet Rox seemed almost ready to surrender herself completely, despite her vow of restraint. And man was I shocked!

eating my wife's pussy
 

I was absolutely shocked to learn my wife had never had anyone spend any time eating her pussy. Her ex from high school/college never did; their version of foreplay was to wrestle around and eventually the clothes would come off and they would fuck. None of the other guys she was with went down on her either. Her pussy has always been incredibly wet and kissing her and rubbing her clit always gets her going. So imagine my surprise the first time we had sex I kiss down her body and start licking her pussy. The other girls that I had gone down on always gave me a sign as to what they like through body motions or something but not her. She was dead still and silent. I thought maybe I needed to give her more time so I stayed at it but after a few minutes still nothing. I looked up at her and she was gritting her teeth with her eyes half shut and her pussy was drooling. I let it go and we fucked. A few months later she was teasing me in my parent's front room by crawling around bottomless and shaking her ass. I let her tease me for a while then I got up, grabbed her by her hips, knelt down and started licking her pussy from the back, nose all in her ass. She drew in a breath like she had been shot. When I asked her if something was wrong she admitted she didn't think I would lick her from the back like that. After we fucked that time she admitted no one had really gone down on her like I did and she never thought anyone would lick her with her ass in the air. A few years into the relationship she admitted that I was by far the kinkiest person she had ever been with. She had never done as many positions or other things. Even through all of that it still took her 15 years to share her squirting secret.

First time
 

First time I met my wife was at a mutal friends SWING GROUP party... she was a member, and I was a first time quest...We started dating a month later, and eventually married... we were both the only singles there, and later I found out it was planed by friends to get us together,, neither of us knew it .

But the shocking thing, (that is not shocking anymore) was being a quest at this party of sex,,, and seeing this girl moving around the room fucking and sucking everyone, and seeing different guys (including me) doing her airtight several times during that night... she couldn't get enough cock. I was a little thrown back by it. Very sl*tty behavior compared to the other women there. I never really saw anyone take so many cocks all night like that.

You can't leave us in mid air!
 

I for one loved reading your account and am dying to hear just exactly what happened next.

Please continue . . .

Orgasms
 

Some of the greatest surprises in my sex life have been from a lady's capacity to orgasm.

I've been fortunate enough to meet some very sexual women in my time but there have been a few occasions which stand out for a similar reason and I'll relate them here;

When I first left home, I moved in with a woman 11 years older than me - and remarkably, her birthday was the day after mine (trivia)! Anyway, I was a randy young git of 20 and wanted to explore with this sexy, older woman so I'd always got an idea on the go for something I wanted to try.

One that was rapidly and soundly rebuffed was the idea of a threesome with another guy. Probably not my best because in her previous marriage, her old man had sprung this on her about an hour from their destination on a European trip when he told her she's be sleeping with the husband while he'd be fucking the wife during their stay!

So, clearly any ideas I had weren't going anywhere!

Except that one night - in the middle of the night - I was woken up by J.... getting clearly quite distressed about something but as I cleared my head and paid more attention, it became apparent that she was having a particularly vivid dream and wasn't awake at all. I don't know who this worked but what she was saying and how she was acting told me that she was dreaming about a threesome and was objecting to it quite strenuously!

Being the arrogant young buck that I was, I played along with what she was experiencing and despite her objections, somehow became a part of the whole process which built steadily until she suddenly stiffened her whole body and apparently had the most shuddering orgasm!

She still didn't wake up! She just relaxed slowly, snuggled down and went into a deeper sleep.

I mentioned this the next day and she had NO recollection at all about what had happened - but after I explained fully, exactly how far it had gone she went totally ballistic and was absolutely furious with me!

Oh well, can't take it back...........

I've had - I think three other instances of remarkable and unexpected orgasms with different women - I'll relate those separately and later.

Amazing creatures, women!

Awkward
 

About a hundred or so years ago when I was 18, my then-girlfrend's parents had gone on holiday for the week.

To be nice to them - and to capitalise for us - we elected top re-decorate their living room while they were away which - as you may imagine at 18 - involved a considerable amount of sex taking place around the empty house while we had chance.

Two things stand out for me about that week - even now!

One is that we broke a bed -but carried on fucking till we came anyway!

It was an old one with the diamond-wire base and hardwood head and footboards, We were banging like rabbits when one corner let go. We were at a stage where we didn't see fit to stop so naturally the increased unit load quickly caused the adjacent corner to give up, dropping the foot end on the floor.

We carried on like the proverbial and as my fine and voluptuous young lady screamed her delight, the head end gave up completely and folded in on top of us like something from a Carry On film.

We just laughed and tried to figure out how we'd explain it!

Less amusing at the time (though I laugh now) was when we were happily banging away on the living room sofa when the DJ (I seem to remember it was Paul Burnett) said ".... and whatever you're doing, you're doing it better with Radio 1!"

And suddenly, I wasn't.........!!!

Delight
 

One of my more enjoyable surprises came courtesy of a lovely, little submissive lady I was having a thing with.

She was quite tiny (next to me) at only 5' and about 7st. so there was no difficulty indulging her desires so far as physical control, domination and restraint went.

As things progressed, it emerged that Barbara really liked to be choked on my cock, This usually happened when she was on her knees in front of me and I quickly developed a good sense of timing whereby I could deprive her of air just long enough to really thrill her but not enough to endanger her.

She made it clear that she loved it and I 'applied it' as and when appropriate!

On one occasion, we we're lying across the back of my car in a semi-69 position when I thought it was time to give her some more of what she so enjoyed. I shifted my position slightly and fairly forcibly lowered myself into her mouth, fully expecting our usual 'choke-fuck' as it had become by then.

The little minx did no more than deep-throat me! Didn't bad a bloody eyelid - just swallowed me whole and lay there while I fucked her throat!

I had NO idea she could do that!

Lovely experience for me but to make up for it (for her) I followed it by throwing her over the back of the seat and fucking her tight, little arse - VERY HARD!

The deep-throat was a very fine surprise though. One of few like that and an experience I still treasure!

Shock/Surprise
 

Here's another memory from years gone by. It's another part of C.....'s developing submission and again, a story which could fit into a number of related threads but it's the huge element of surprise involved which leads me to post it here.

I don't remember the preamble - only that she was bent over the end of the bed taking what I thought was one hell of a beating. I'm not even sure why now - I probably just wanted to push/test her limits and as usual, she'd let me.

Anyway, C...... was completely naked and I was using a very whippy but quite heavy crop on her lovely rear when she suddenly screamed quote violently, shot up and ran from the room.

That instantly 'broke the spell' for me and I immediately wondered if I'd pushed her too far or worse perhaps, had the tag end of the crop found a delicate spot and caused the wrong kind of pain? In any case, I dropped everything and went after her.

She was on the bathroom floor, sobbing her heart out and I felt terrible. She was - at first - almost inconsolable and I really din't know what to do for best so I just held her till she calmed down and we could start to talk.

THEN came the surprise!

I thought I was being pretty hard on her - more than any time previously (I thought!). Apparently (as it emerged) SHE thought I wasn't being hard enough and hoped that if she 'threw a tantrum', I'd drag her back to the bed and beat her more severely!!

Sorry sweetheart but I really didn't pick that one up! Missed by a mile!

So, not only did I feel awful for (I thought) hurting her so much, now I feel stupid because I missed what she was trying to tell me.

I also had an issue with the fact that her marks took some three weeks to fade - or at least I did for a while - right up to the point where I came home early one day to find her naked from the waist down, standing in front of the mirrored wardrobes, examining her marks with one hand while frigging herself silly with the other!!

Oh ffs..........!!!

Her hairy pussy
 

I do love that...no matter how sweet looking, they all have that fabulous sex thing between their legs...

I was about 18 at the time and a couple of weeks into dating a girl. I didn't have a car at the time and she was dropping me off after a night out. As usual we took ages to sage goodbye, lots of passionate kissing but thats all. Suddennly she froze, pulled back from me, then started to shake and dance her feet up and down whilst making mmmming sound, and finally put hair hairbrush across her mouth and bit on the handle.

Up until then I didn't know girls could have orgasms without being fucked or fingered.
I thought I must be good at kissing but I later discovered she normally thrashed around a lot so she had to constrain her self in the confines of the car and also keep the noise down.

Not the only one!
 

So pleased to read this!!

A few years ago, I met my first girlfriend again. When I say first, this goes back to between 11 & 13 - and at the time in question, I was approaching 50!

Neither of us was particularly happy in our present relationships so we saw each other a few times and it eventually led to sex. J...... was a big girl but I was delighted to find that she was almost as tight as a virgin - something I later commented on, only to be told that she'd had her kids by section so hadn't been stretched (very nice too).

This surprise though was when we were talking about what we'd just done and how good it had been and she announced "Oh, I came downstairs while you were kissing me - first of many!"

So as I said, I'm pleased to read this because clearly I wasn't imagining things and it IS possible!!

As I meant to say....
 

Before reading the previous very interesting post, after C...... and I separated, we stayed in touch and stayed very friendly and it was while we were out one time quite some time after we had parted that I asked her a question.

It feels quite arrogant now but at that age, I suppose I was and I'd asked her if she missed anything about 'us'?

Quick as you like she came straight back with; "Yes, anal sex!"

Bloody hell! Didn't see that one coming!!

More orgasms
 

Thanks to thefergieferg1, I now feel brave enough to spill the beans on one of my experiences which I alluded to in my first post in this thread. I say that because on it's own, it sounds SO far out, it's unreal and if I hadn't been there, you could NOT have convinced me!

I only met the lady once - though we'd exchanged many messages on the now defunct Informed Consent website - so when we did meet, there was no pretence. She was a mature submissive, I was very Dom and we were there to have sex.

She was dropped off at a bar/restaurant near to her home by a female friend. I met her outside and straight away, could feel the right vibe between us. She was plenty attractive and the context was aided by the fact that I was close on a foot taller than her and in general, a good bit bigger.

We went inside and had a few drinks. I was civilised and polite but left her in no doubt about the 'polarity' of the relationship and the context of the conversation was very sexual.

Part way through the evening - much as described by thefergieferg1 - I noticed a surprising change in her demeanour. She couldn't look at me but instead looked down at the table. She was visibly shaking and I also detected a rhythmic tension which appeared to occur in waves as she sat opposite me. She'd rise slightly in her seat, then relax a little before repeating the action.

I asked if she was ok and she just mumbled, keeping her eyes on the table in front of her.

It went on for a few minutes and then I clicked; "You're coming, aren't you?" at which she shuddered, threw her head back, let out a huge breath and looked straight at me.

"Yes! What have you fucking done to me?"

Didn't realise I'd done anything. I thought from that, she must just be an exceptionally sexual woman although when she looked up, I did wonder for a moment if I was in for the full Meg Ryan act!

She became very embarrassed and I decided that was time to leave so I took her back to hers and spent the rest of the night having some extremely enjoyable sex, not entirely unaided by the fact that when I stripped her, I saw that she'd quite clearly been caned quite hard and very recently!

Sexy sl*t!

First time
 

Not my first fuck - but my first orgasm NOT caused by my own hand!

I'd be 14, maybe just 15 and Pam was 19. She was a woman! And she wore stockings!

She was a curvy girl with lovely thighs and delicious, full, heavy breasts. She also had particularly lovely, very dark and perfectly inverted nipples which I loved no end because I had great fun sucking them the right way out (which she loved too).

So, we were at our house one night, in the other room with the old folks watching the box in the living room. We were playing music, snogging each other to death and I was alternately loving her tits and her stocking tops.

Not sure how we came to be there but I was lying on the floor with Pam sitting across me, her lovely tits in my face and she was grinding herself against me with a delightful rhythm and pressure.

Next thing, I'm coming - in buckets - and making a right mess inside my jeans! That was it - my very first, female-induced orgasm!

And the sad thing? I never did fuck her!

We bought a house and are in the process of moving in. My wife wants to have a lot of the needed work done, painting, plumbing, electrical before we complete the move. Friday she had 2 woman, 30ish, not models, but attractive, repainting several rooms, an AC guy was replacing the blower motor, I was cleaning the pool. It was pretty warm inside, we had several fans flowing, when the 2 painters finished they came outside to see the pool.

I was finished, just sitting there admiring my work, my wife told the painters, "it was hot inside, to bad you don't have swim suits".

The tall prettier one said, "we've been eyeing the pool from inside, we're not modest if you don't mind if we jump in."

My wife said "I'm sure my husband won't mind, help yourself, I'll get you some towels".

Both of them stripped down in front of me and jumped in, nice bodies, they weren't landscapers if you know what I mean. Now that shocked me.

MILF surprise
 

Going back a long time (to when I was 19) I had a very nice affair with a woman who was responsible for some of the nicest surprises of my life both at the time and to this day.

The first of those was the fact that we actually got together in the first place!

M..... was sister-in-law to my ex-girlfriend and although I never knew exactly, I'm pretty confident that she was 39 to my 19. She was of Irish descent, had flaming red hair, vivid, green eyes and a personality to match! She was a lovely, vibrant lady and though she never did anything obvious, something about her always radiated SEXY! We hadn't coined the term then but today, she'd be pure MILF!

So, I'd known her a couple of years while I'd been going out with C... (which was now over) and that night, I'd been out with the boys and as was usual in those days, we'd made the last minute dash 'over the border' because the licensing laws then meant that we had half an hour longer to drink in our home county than the neighbouring one where we spent so much of our time chasing skirt!

I was pleasantly surprised upon entering the pub to find M (who I hadn't seen for a few weeks) but less pleasantly surprised to see that she was out with one of C...'s sisters. Nonetheless, as soon as she saw me she flew across the room, wrapped herself around me and pulled me onto the dance floor.

No objections from me and her close undulations soon had me as hard as rock!

Now comes the real surprise! She'd obviously had a few but was also quite clear about her intentions as she explained quietly to me;

"I've always fancied you! I'd never let anything happen while you were going out with C... but now you're not! You're taking us home and you're dropping HER off first!"

Ok! What else could I say! I'd always fancied her too but never imagined in a million years she'd be in any way interested in the 19-year-old that was going out with her husband's sister!

I did as I was 'told' - drove them home, dropped J... off first, then followed some hurried instructions from M... to find somewhere quiet where she totally snogged my face off and made arrangements to meet again before I dropped her at home.

I had no idea at the time but there was SO much more joy (and a few scares!) to come...........!!!

MILF M
 

The affair I had with M.... was definitely one of the nicest things that's ever happened in my life. I say that because it never went wrong - it just ran its course! There was no nastiness, no falling out, no acrimony of any kind - mostly because it never pretended to be anything other than it was - a sexy, middle-aged woman having a lot of fun with an attentive, younger guy - seemples!

She WAS incredibly sexy! I'd always thought it and I was proved right on many occasions. Sadly, she was also desperately frustrated and repressed by her caveman husband. Ironically, he was banging another woman yet seemed to neither know nor care what a little bundle of sexual dynamite he had at home.

Unlucky!

This was demonstrated in many ways and on several occasions but the first one that really told me what things where was on a Saturday afternoon trip into Nottingham.

She got into the car and immediately pulled another dress out of her bag and started to change in the passenger seat.

"He won't let me wear this!"

Jeez! It was only a little t-shirt dress. Ok, a bit short and a bit tight but she had everything it needed and I was more than proud to be walking around town with a woman who could so easily carry it off. She stopped traffic!

In those days, we still had an abundance of independent, privately-owned sex shops (before Sullivan and Co, fucked it all up for everyone else!) so our mission that day was to visit as many as possible. We did the lot - and by the time we got back to the car, were ready to eat each other!

I'd parked in the Victoria Centre underground car park which - for those less local - is your typical, underground concrete car park. At the time, I was driving a Cortina Estate (more of that later too!) the last of the Mk 3's and they didn't have wind-back recliners - just a pull-lever.

As we shut the doors - and without a word - M.... leaned across and pulled the lever on my seat, causing the back to drop completely flat and me with it. She then immediately climbed on top and - as was her way - totally snogged my face inside out.

I was up like a flagpole as quick and you could blink which was just as well because what I hadn't noticed was that as she'd changed earlier, she'd also ditched her knickers and as soon as she'd undone my jeans, she impaled herself on me in a single stroke and rode me like a National winner!

She wasn't a big girl in any direction but I did at one point fear for the roof as she bounced her way to our mutual orgasms!!

What tickles me to this day as that when we'd recovered and eventually sat up, every car around us was different to when we got back to ours - and I never saw one move!

So, adjusting ourselves into a position to drive, the little minx did no more next than lie across the car and suck my cock all the way home.

Told you she was sexy!

Close call!
 

Although it was never anything but fun and enjoyment between M.... and I, things sometimes went awry due to external circumstances so I'll relate one such instance which I still find amusing although it could have turned out very differently!

Do bear in mind that all this took place around 1981 so there were no mobile phones - you couldn't discreetly call or message anyone - you just had to 'go for it' and sometimes just take a chance!

I can't remember what led up to this but given the context that I do remember, we must have arranged it. To properly appreciate what happens, you need to understand that her house stood on a slight hill and the land fell away behind too. As a result, they had a triple-bay garage under the house, accessed form the rear and the drive was a slope past the side of the house.

I arrived (presumably as agreed) and was met at the door by M.... in a white towelling robe and what looked like black stockings. Looks weren't deceiving because as she locked the glazed back (side) door, she dropped the robe to the floor revealing a black lace basque and yes, stockings.

My 19-year-old cock did the decent thing and responded instantly to the call! Without much preamble, we were locked together, kissing passionately and stumbling towards the living room area (their ground floor was pretty much open-plan.

They had the stereotypical double-length sheepskin rug and - after short interlude for some of her fabulous cock-sucking - M.... was on her back on it and I was in her as deep as humanly possible!

I've no idea how long this went on for because a subsequent event dominates my memory and stands above almost everything else of that day - the image of her husband's blue Ford, unexpectedly driving past the back door in the direction of the garage - as I'm still balls-deep in his passionate, sexy wife!

I just happened to be facing that way at the time and...............Holy shit!!!

I got out of her and into my jeans in record time, bundled the rest of my clothes in my arms as M.... slipped her robe back on and I left via the front door, pretty much as he came in the back (NO puns intended!).

I often wondered what he thought, walking in to find his sexy, little wife in a basque and stockings in the middle of the afternoon. Anyone with half a brain (and the proper urges) would also have found out within a few seconds that her pussy was as wet as Niagara too - but somehow I doubt he did.

Oh well, as I said - it could have turned out VERY differently!!

Lots of year ago I took a seven days vacation on a spanish island. I was on my own and had a huge bungalow all for myself. On the first night I went for dinner, the restaurant was not crowded, just a few couples. So I ended up sitting alone at my table. Theat was okay for me, in fact that was the whle idea of my trip: spending some time just with myself.

Few minutes later a red haired lady arrived. She was tall, slim, wearing an nice summer dress. Not fancy, not sexy, just nice. She took the table next to mine, studied the menu, placed her order, got some wine. So she was not expecting anyone else. By the time she got her starters and I was waiting for my main course we made eye contact. And I said: "Looks like both of us are eating alone, we could as well be dining together." She smiled and invited me to her table. Ten seconds later I sat there.

My plan of spending time with just myself had vanished in no time - or to be exact: In the time you need to finish a small plate of prawns an half a glass of wine. Nothing much happend after that, we just chatted about the island and what places to go. Turned out she would have loved to rent a car, but it was a budget vacation for her and she could not afford one. Well, I jumped in. Told her, I would rent a car anyway and if she wanted I could take her to some places. She told me where her hotel was (real cheap one) and I promised to pick her up next morning.

Fast forward to next morning: we where driving with her looking up the map for some nice beaches. We found one, got our towels, walked over the dunes and found a nice spot. It was pretty much hidden - not because we wanted to hide. I was just looking for something not too windy. We dropped our towels and, much to my surprise, she dropped all of her clothes too. Nude bathing was not uncommon in that part of the island, but still...

She was about 30, had nice small breasts, a fiery red landing strip and clean shaven lips. That was in the early ninties, most women would not shave at this time and region of the world. I could not help but stare.

We both knew what would come next. We never talked about it, but soon we started kissing. Then we went back to the car and I took her to my bungalow. She was not a good kisser ans as it turnd out soon, she wan not very good in giving blowjobs. But, surprise number two, she was the most orgasmic girl I ever met. I touched her labia a bit, she'd orgasm. I lick, she comes again. I fuck her, another orgasm. And so on. She came about ten times more often than I did.

We spend a lot of time in bed. One time she asked if I would prefer it completely shaved, next day she showed up hairless. One time I asked her to masturbate for me, she said: "You go first." I touched myself, she just sat there watching, her hand on the armrest. When I came, she came too. Without having touched herself. "Ah, that is just a little muscle work", she explained.

I told her she was blessed among the women.

Two days later I had to leave. Never saw her again.

A Quickie........
 

........literally!!

Not a huge story but more an example of just how delightfully spontaneous our whole relationship was.

Being the energetic, 19-y.o. that I was back then - and largely fuelled by my outrageous sex drive, I somehow couldn't help but take a slight detour and deliberately drive past M....'s house any time I was in the area or passing. I did this one particular day, only to find her crossing the road at that exact moment, apparently just nipping to the shop down the street.

She didn't even have any shoes on!

I stopped of course - and she got in (of course) and immediately suggested we go a bit further down the road and round the corner.

We did - about five minutes away - and found somewhere suitable private, got in the back, tore each other's clothes off and fucked like psychotic rabbits!

We dressed and I dropped her back at the shop to get what she'd dome out for - now dripping wet and utterly radiant - and went home.

I never asked what she said at home - presumably she 'bumped into someone and got talking'......!!!

Surprise Orgasm
 

So, here's another (outwardly) far-out tale but I was there and since then, I've seen and learned enough to know that the amazing IS sometimes possible!

This was not long after I left home and moved in with a very hot, older woman who I've discussed briefly in other threads. She was 13 years older than me and by then, I was 20. She was a cute, little brunette, as fit as a butcher's dog and voraciously sexual, if (sadly) quite conventional.

At 20 I was of course incredibly 'experimental' and wanted to do, see or try pretty much anything heterosexual you could name and one of these things was group sex.

Jen was extremely opposed to this - though I knew from her previous life that she wasn't averse to black cock - so it was something I came back to from time to time but was always met with the same, firm rejection!

One night, I woke in the middle of the night to find her very animated, agitated but surprisingly still asleep. After a few seconds, it became apparent that she was in the middle of a very energetic dream. A little after that, I also established that she was in fact (in her dream) in a situation where she was in 'imminent danger' of having sex with another guy and was objecting strenuously.

To this day, I've no idea how this worked or what possessed me to do it but by then I was fully awake and switched on so I chose to (verbally) participate in what she was doing and in essence, talked her though the action as if it was real.

The true delight came shortly as - while she was reacting to (in her dream) this other guy and me both fucking her - she orgasmed quite violently, right next to me - and then promptly settled back to sleep as if nothing had happened!

Of course being a stupid, arrogant 20-year-old, I couldn't resist proudly telling her next morning and after I'd explained what I'd witnessed, she went completely ballistic and called me a colourful variety of names.

Doesn't take away how she reacted to what she thought was happening though!

Wow - she'll be 67 now - and I bet she's still as gorgeous and sexy as ever!!

My ex surprises me.
 

This one i have post before. For the other it's a normal story but this one excite me very much.

It's from my ex. A classy girl. After one year of break up, we have a dinner. She comes with a tight mid-thigh pencil skirt. She's a shy girl. I've never seen her in short skirt before. It's a normal story until we go to a dessert shop. It' has a deep low seat sofa and a low table. The shy girl with high awareness of her skirt that i can't see her lower thigh just sit across of me. Her skirt ride up at her crotch. She doesn't adjust her skirt but also raise her bag up. Her legs is under cover and i can see her panties. I shock because i think she wear shorts under. Double shock is the panties is thin. I think i see her pussy line. An entrance to her vagina.

After this event, i surmise that she tease me. I delete her nerdy girl image form my brain.

I will write further.
Thanks

The same situation happened to me
 

Not word for word but the hottest girl I'd ever seen gave me a world class bj for moving 20 boxes up 5 flights of stairs, it was till later I found out the sad truth

Your photos used elsewhere
 

I put this here because it was a very pleasing surprise yesterday which prompted me to write but at the same time - and in a similar context - there's an irritation which i wonder how many others share?

I have no problem with people re-posting my photos - unless they try to pass them off as their own - THEN it's annoying!!

There's one of Amelia sitting at her desk with her lovely tits out and I've found it in a few places but perhaps the most ridiculous is the French guy who was using is on a swinger contact site.

What's he going to do if someone wants to meet and when he can't produce her? "Oh, sorry, she couldn't come tonight but as we're here, can I fuck your wife anyway?!

What a dick!

Anyway, more fun came yesterday when I was trawling the net to see which of my pictures had been used where and by whom (because I already know a lot have).

There's an Italian fetish site for people who like sexy feet in Scholl sandals and some of their subscribers have lifted shots from my eBay listings over the years. My other half has sexy feet, I like her in Scholls so when we list them, we try to make it sexy.

It works - we have more requests for more photos as we do bids on the listings!

Yesterdays surprise came as I was going through the Italian site when I saw some nice shots and thought; 'They look familiar......' and sure enough, they were ours - but ones I haven't now got myself and which I'd forgotten taking!

I carried on browsing and found some sexy-looking feet in some clear-strap Scholls too. They got my attention - then I remembered they're ours too - only they're her (then 30ish) daughter!

I'd totally forgotten taking them too.

Both ladies have a plethora of positive comments about their pretty, sexy feet - which is nice to read - but again, it's so annoying when someone else lays claim to your work!

Anyone else similar?

More surprises
 

So, carrying on, I'm reminded of another event which quite startled me even though I wasn't the subject or even directly involved.

My partner's daughter - she's a sexy young woman - is very direct and remarkably un-shy about things, something which the unprepared can find a little alarming at times.

To go back a bit, we've always been close and comfortable around each other and she's never felt any need to hide anything either physically or emotionally - and I think in a lot of ways, the latter in particular has made her a happier person for it.

Even at 25 - while still at home - she'd think nothing of walking around naked while getting ready to go out. Or - more amusingly - getting naked when she came in! She'd quite often arrive home quite noisily at 1 or 2am and it would take her a good ten minutes or so to get up the stairs - because she'd undress on the way - then sit naked on the end of our bed and tell us the stories of her night out - 2 or 3 times over!

She's 33 now and knows I have a foot fetish but she still insists that I do her nail polish "Because nobody does it as well as you" and I'd SO like to put my cock between her baby-soft bare feet!!

When she split from her ex a few years ago, there was a lot of acrimony as they divided up the house and on one occasion - when she needed to meet with him to sort something out - there was a clear risk of him being deliberately difficult over it but he solution was simple; "If he gets awkward, I'll just blow him, then he'll give me whatever I want. It never fails!".

Ffs!!!

Anyway, the point of the story - and the real bombshell - came during a conversation I wasn't even part of. I wasn't involved or even really listening but my ears sharply turned on when I heard; "So what can we do to make it taste better when he comes in my mouth?"

Jeez......!!!

The question was addressed to her mother - who was sitting with her on the sofa - but was obviously about her boyfriend........and the poor guy was sitting next to them!!!

I just laughed quietly but he clearly wanted to die there and then and her reaction was; "What? I'm sure it's simple enough and Mother is bound to know!"

Barbara
 

I've mentioned Barbara previously in other postings and I'm sure I will again. She was an exceptional and special lady in many ways and someone I developed deep feelings for and still think of almost daily despite the negative aspects which later emerged.

I'm good at this you see? I have a tendency to mentally edit out the bad bits and remember the things I liked. I really thought a lot of her and that was only tarnished by a couple of small details - like my discovery that she was a pathological liar and a serial sl*t. Other than that, things were great!

I could have handled her fucking around with other guys (we were both in relationships anyway - and she was married) were it not for the fact that her philandering went on to the extent that she couldn't remember who or how many she was fucking!

She didn't know that I had access to her email and when one of her 'suitors' emailed to chat with her, she told him she'd no recollection of who he was. His reply was to the point; 'I'm surprised by that! We met at ........., I caned you and fucked your arse. You seemed quite excited at the time.'

He wasn't the only one - and in the early days after we parted, I sometimes wondered about setting up a sort of 'Support Group' for her cast-offs - mostly just to get an idea of how many of us there were!!

Anyway, she continues to invade my thoughts and is responsible for some wonderful memories - some of which I've already related.

She was a classic example (I thought) of the un-appreciated wife. Her old man woke up at six, fucked her then left her to masturbate while her showered and went to work. She never came and most of the time, barely noticed he was in her. He had no idea who or what she was! I found her online and her submission was abundantly clear (to me at least) and I explored it.

I think she probably made such an impression on me because she was my first submissive that I hadn't 'made myself' in that she already knew what she was, she just needed encouraging and developing.

She was some 17-18 years older than me and she was lovely - small, blonde, sexy and as I found out a little later, had a body that women half her age would envy - every inch of her was well-cared for and gorgeous!

As I've said previously, she was around a foot shorter than me and less than half my weight so the physical control and domination she craved was easy to create. I could quite literally (and did!) throw her across the room and onto the bed and I could also carry her around impaled on my cock. That was a surprise - but fun!

There was no end to her charms. As I've said, she was immaculately presented in every respect. She had exceptionally pretty feet (and I LOVE pretty feet) wore vibrant red nail varnish and was always beautifully presented - even at work.

She was also delightfully obedient, totally submissive but had a wicked streak which she deployed from time to time to make sure she got what she wanted/needed. Sometimes it was just a word - but one calculated to provoke a desired response - and she knew exactly which buttons to push.

I could do things with her that I'd (at the time) only seen in porn and yet here was a real, live, delicious woman - suitably older, fabulously attractive and a lot of the time, completely naked in front of me - with whom I could do these things I'd only seen on a screen!

She could touch her elbows together behind her back (with a little appropriate force) and I could hold them there with one hand while I fucked her lovely, tight little arse from behind. THAT was pretty special - and I can't think that I've known another woman who could do that (though of course I've seen plenty).

For a small woman, she had quite large and 'chewy' nipples and on one occasion, while she was laying on the floor, I stood at her feet and pulled her upright using only her nipples to do so. She stayed completely straight throughout and her submission (despite the obvious pain) was remarkable.

She loved sex but she loved it to hurt - that was abundantly clear - and she was always curious to explore things she hadn't previously done but had seen, read or thought about.

There's more - but I just noticed how long this is getting - so I'll leave it here for now and if you're suitably interested, I'll probably still ramble but I can tell more another time?

Wrong thread!
 

Realised not long after posting this that I'd actually put it in the wrong place - it was meant to be in Submissives!

Sandra
 

Another of the nice surprise moments I have filed away in deep memory!

Sandra worked at a branch of the same Company I was with. She had a certain 'spiky' attitude which (at 27) I found attractive in a challenging sort of way and somehow decided I wanted to fuck her.

She was married (to a Director's son no less!) but that was on it's way out and nothing happened between us till after they'd parted.

I can't actually remember how it began - and it was always a 'bumpy' relationship but it had it's highs and they're what I like to remember.

One such occasion, I'd been at her house and we'd been having sex pretty much all evening. It was getting on towards 2am and I really did need to be going home to sleep - despite her energy and enthusiastic insistance that we continue.

I finally got into the car (which was facing the front of her house), started it and turned on the lights only to see Sandra standing in the open doorway in her robe. Just as I put it in gear, she very simply dropped her robe and stood there completely naked with a gesture and pose that unmistakeably said "Well?".

What could I do? I'd stalled the car by then anyway!

I went back inside with her, she sat naked on the edge of the sofa, undid my jeans and promptly and efficiently sucked me off without a word and swallowing every drop!

And THEN I went home!

Surprise
 

We dated for a while and were having a particularly heavy session in the front seat. I safely passed second base and was going for my first triple. She put up some resistance and finally gave in. When I finally got down there it was oh-oh. Yep, that time of month. She definitely taught me a lesson.

the test
 

I was lucky enough to be dating a rally hot single mom years ago in Louisiana. New Orleans was 3 hours from where we lived and we had made plans to go to Bourbon street with a bunch of neighbors and meet some friends of mine from out of town.
turns out she could not go Friday but planned on meeting me there Sat.
I went out with my buddy from out of town friday night and partied it up hard. met a couple girls and I hit it off with one of them. I could tell she was hesitant about taking it any further like she had a boyfriend or something. we were making out a lot and it was getting pretty heated. It was getting pretty late and I thought to myself throw it all out there and see what happens. Most likely was never going to see her again. I think she was from Ohio.
I finally said its time for me to go back and said i know this is a long shot but they screwed up my room at my hotel and I ended up in the honeymoon suite. I have a hot tub in the room and its very nice. I sure hate to waste that room. Well she agreed and went back to the room with me.. We fired up the tub and had a great night. We woke up with extreme hangovers but got rowdy one last time. I told her sorry i would love to walk you back to your hotel but i can barely walk with such a huge hangover. She understood and left.

As soon as she walked out my girlfriend called and said she was on her way! I had 3 hours to get some sleep, clean the room and hide any evidence. There were wet towells everywhere but i had to sleep.

She called when she was closer and i got up and around and took a shower. When she learned I was hungover she said we are not waiting this day. She goes to the bar and gets me a bloody mary.
She came back to room and asked me if I got lucky last night. I told her NO. she said whats up with all the wet towels. i told her my neighbor and girlfriend and i used the hot tub. She was pretty laid back girl so not sure it would have mattered.
but she asked me again "are you sure" I said yes i just drank too much.
She then proceeded to take down my pants and start blowing me.. she was always ready for that. So glad i had taken a shower. She sucked me to completion and swallows and cleans up.. then the part that shocked me. "i know now you did not get lucky, you had too much cum!" that was a fun fun girl.

My ex again
 

I have an update of my ex. This is the most surprise story of mine. It’s from my ex. After tease me with a lot of upskirt, we still don’t talk to each other. We have a group dinner again. Tonight she looks classy in knee length beige dress and high heels. Today we stay until late night. Everybody drinks alcohol. My ex is a bit drunk and begins talking to me. At the end of party we seem very close again and I drive her home.

We arrive at her home in late night. She’s alone at home. After a lot of dialogue, I know that the upskirt in my previous post is her intention and now we about to have sex. Then I have a good idea. It’s a month of hard working so I don’t have enough time to masturbate. I want to have sex with her longer. I push her down to my knees and ask her to do a blowjob. She seems awkward and confesses that she never done it before (both blowjob and sex. I mean she never has a sexual intercourse with anyone.). This is a surprise. She has told me before she never has boyfriend. I don’t believe her because in fact, she is a pretty and a classy girl. Many guys seem to crush on her. Then she asks me for an instruction. I give her step by step. She’s amateur and hurt my cock with her tooth at the start but she’s a fast learner. I love seeing her in classy dress with a classy lips wrap around my cock. I grab her head and explode a huge load of cum into her mouth. She’s very shock and tries to split in toilet. I grab her hand facing her and look into her eyes. I ask her to open her mouth and glad to see it’s full with my thick cum. I command her to swallow. She hesitates but still gulp it’s down. I can hear the sound clearly. When she opens her mouth again it’s all gone. I tell her “You just kill the whole country”, “Now my sperms are swim happily in your stomach”. She hit me softly with hand. We go again for 2 blowjobs. She swallows it all until she full. After that I shock again with the fact that I’m the first person taking her virginity.

:):):)

My Boudoir shoot
 

Some time ago I have been writing posts without actually posting them. Although it didn’t seem a good idea to post them initially, I’ve decided to post one and find out how it will be received

I’m all for being honest but sometimes the whole truth is a little too much honesty. My fiancé knows my ex introduced me to the swinger lifestyle and he accepts I’m continuing to meet my swinger friends occasionally. Initially I went to clubs and parties but now I usually meet my swinger friends at their own homes. I’ve asked my fiancé to come with me but he does not want to meet my swinger friends, not even in a “normal” setting. Although he likes to know where I’m going, he does not want to know anything about the people I’m going to. Afterwards he always asks if I had a good time but he does not want to know any details. Is he honestly accepting this lifestyle? Do I honestly want to know?

Both of us like to have occasional sex with others in addition to making love to each other. We agree that the sex we have with others is about lust instead of love. My fiancé thinks these should not be mixed and keeps them completely separated. To him it’s like a business transaction. He pays for the services he seeks, nothing personal and no expectations afterwards. I’m fine with that as it barely poses any risk to our relation. I just wish I could convince him that swinging does not have to cause any problems either, it does not have to be so black and white.
For this reason I’ve started writing this post. He had some doubts after he read my first post but he also said he likes me to post again as long as we’re not recognizable. There are very few who could recognize us from this post and I’m sure they appreciate privacy as much as we do. I also created a new account, just to be on the safe side.
My fiancé likes the thread about boudoir shots and he got a really big grin on his face when I proposed to have a photographer shoot some of me. He confessed that he likes the shoots of couples the most so I decided I would not pose alone…. I invited a close friend (whom my fiancé had never seen as she’s one of my swinger friends) to come along so I could surprise him with a slightly different couples shoot. This was not what he meant but I hoped he would like this surprice.

I called an acquaintance of my fiancé who’s a decent amateur photographer. He has his own studio but I opted to do the shoot at our home. We picked a date on which my fiancé would be traveling and I arranged the kids to be gone.

On the day of the shoot my friend and I went to the hairdresser’s in the morning. We had already been to the beautician the day before. When the photographer arrived my friend and I were already very excited, pretending not to be nervous. He assumed my friend was there to help, he had no clue both of us would be posing. We planned to surprise him too.
The photographer set up his equipment in our bedroom where he would shoot me. I started wearing a tight skirt to the knee and a formfitting white blouse to show off my slender athletic figure and relatively noticeable bust, my favorite heels to make my legs look long and sexy and some jewelry to top it off. My BFF did a touch up of my make-up and made sure my long brown hair fell nicely over my shoulders, just before we started shooting at the foot end of our bed. We tried several poses while I opened the cuffs of my blouse and slowly unbuttoned it. The Photographer continued shooting, telling me how good I looked, how to pose and what to do. I turned around and took off my blouse. My skirt was next to be dropped to my ankles. I fidgeted a bit with the hem of my camisole, slowly took it off and dropped it on the bed, next to my blouse. The skirt was still at my feet so I stepped out of it and bent over to pick it up. I could hear the shutter click rapidly. My ass was towards the photographer and all I was wearing was a lacy bra, a matching string, my favorite heels and some jewelry.
We decided to continue in the bathroom and the photographer started to move the lights. While he was doing so, both him and my friend kept telling me these pictures would be wonderful! My friend had been behind the photographers laptop so she could see the shots he took. I know her well enough to see she was very turned on and I was fairly sure the pants of the photographer were a bit tighter than before. I certainly was very excited and wanted to continue. We all got behind the laptop to go over the shots. We discussed some positions and he showed us some of his previous work to elaborate his ideas. My friend went to get my external hard disk and hook it up, she said she would make sure I got a copy of all pictures.
We started in front of the mirror. Washing my hands, checking my make-up and so on. My friend softly whistled when I stood on my toes against the sink, bent forwards with my face close to the mirror. I wondered how long she would be able to control herself! I took my bra off but kept my breasts covered. They were no longer covered when I used both hands to slide my string down my legs. My side was towards the photographer providing him a nice profile. I sat down on the edge of the tub. I wasn’t sure how much I was showing while I lifted my feet one by one to take my heels off but the rapid clicking of the shutter probably was an indication. I stood up facing the photographer and he shot some full frontals while I raised both hands to pull my hair into a pony tail. The tub was already filled and I got in. The photographer adjusted the lights and the back of his hand touched my left nipple when he held a device in front of me to measure the light. It was just a fraction of a second but enough to send a spark through my entire body. I was getting incredibly turned on! We took some more shots and made fun of the photographer when he almost lost his balance when he hovered above the tub for a shot. I got a close look at his crotch and knew for sure he was as turned on as I was. After the photographer moved the lights again, we took some shots while I got out with a glistening body and we took some more while I was toweling off. The towel barely covered my crotch when I wrapped it around me so I dropped it and remained completely nude while I joined the others to watch the pictures on the screen of the laptop. My friend proposed that I would pose sitting on the edge of the bath doing my nails, while she would come into the bathroom. She got up and dragged me along before anyone could respond. The photographer opened his mouth to say something but after a moment of silence all he actually said was “Okay”. He started moving his equipment again while my friend and I walked from the bathroom into the bedroom. I put on my bathrobe while she checked her dress and make-up.
I got in position and the photographer started shooting when my friend walked into the bathroom. She walked towards me, bent towards me and gave me a kiss on my lips. She turned around and loosened a button in her neck. I reached for the zipper of her dress and pulled it from her neck to her lower back. She slid the blue dress of her shoulders and wiggled with her hips to slide it down. After the dress dropped at her ankles I reached out again and unclasped her bra. She was wearing black lingerie which contrasted with her soft skin and straight long blond hair. She turned around and dropped the bra. I think the photographer missed the shot but he probably just wanted us to continue. My friend stepped out of her dress and heels. She placed her left foot next to me and bent forward to slide the holdup down her leg. Her breasts are a bit smaller than mine (mine are C and hers are B) but beautifully shaped. I was tempted to kiss them when her chest came closer to me. She straightened up again when her holdup was off. When she put her other foot next to me, I slid both hands over her leg up to where her holdup ended. I didn’t pull it down yet. First I stroked her leg a few more times reaching up a bit further at each stroke, until my fingers were rubbing her crotch. I could feel the material was moist but she had to wait a little longer. I took her holdup off and grabbed the sides of her string. My face got close to her crotch when I pulled her panties down. I gave her a quick kiss just above her folds before I sat up again. She grabbed my hand and turned around, dragging me along towards the bedroom.
The Photographer followed us with his camera but without the rest of his equipment. His face was a little flushed and I could see the excitement in his eyes when my friend opened my bathrobe and pushed me backwards onto the bed. She did not waste any time and went to town on me… The photographer kept shooting from several positions and I spread my legs as far as I could when he tried to make a close up of my friend’s tongue on my most sensitive spot. She came up to kiss me after I had my big O. We rolled over and I started to make a trail of kisses downwards. The photographer was capturing everything and stood close enough for my Friend to grab the bulge in his pants. I continued going down and started pleasuring her but I kept my eyes on what she was doing. She opened his pants and pushed them down. He wasn’t circumcised but the skin got pulled back when she stroked him a few times. She granted me just enough time to see the nice size and shape of his penis and the trimmed dark pubes before she leaned in taking the head into her mouth.
She is skilled and I’ve seen her driving guys crazy more than once. It didn’t take long for him to erupt in her mouth and I could feel her having a big O too. She pulled him onto the bed and both of us started to take his clothes of. I pulled his shirt over his head while my friend took care of the pants, shoes and socks. He had a runners physique, athletic but slender. A few dark chest hairs but like the pubes, everything was nicely groomed. I kissed him with lots of tongue while my friend got him hard again. She put on a condom, crawled up and started riding him while I positioned my breasts over his mouth. My friend grabbed my hair to make me get up so I positioned myself over his face. Both of us rode him while kissing each other. My friend obviously enjoyed this even more than I did so I got off the bed and grabbed the camera. I might not be the best photographer but the sight of these two made me shoot some very hot pictures anyway. They changed to doggy style and a little later to missionary. She had another big O and he followed quickly. He dropped to his back, exhausted and sweaty. My friend gave me a big smile when she saw me shooting one more picture of them. She got up, took the camera out of my hands and walked to the laptop. He was still on his back with the condom on his now soft penis. I got on the bed with one knee, pulled his condom off and put a knot in it. I went to drop it in the trashcan in our bathroom and returned with a towel for him to clean himself.

We decided to clean up and get dressed again. He promised to send me the pictures but my friend told us she had already copied all pictures to my hard disk. She said she removed the most revealing pictures from his laptop and camera. He thought that was a shame but was okay with it as he could do without any proof of what we just did.
After the photographer left, my friend and I sat with a cup of coffee in our kitchen. She told me she had done precisely what she said. She copied all pictures to my hard disk, including the most revealing pictures and all other folders in his picture library. “Let me know if there is anything interesting in it” she said before she left.
The photographer and I met a few days later. He edited the best pictures and put them on a memory stick for me. They turned out really great! My fiancé did not see the pictures yet, I was sure he would love the edited ones but should I also show all of the unedited stuff? He might not want to see it all…