What did suprise/shock you?

[goast]

Originally Posted by likeSP

I met a woman at a party. She was tall and built like like the proverbial brick sh*t-house. We were making out like crazy with her jamming her tongue down my throat and grabbing my dick through my pants. We took a cab to her place making out the whole way there. I was groping her tits and pinching her amazing nipples which was making her hotter and hotter. At her place we ripped each others clothes off until I was in boxers and she was in her panties. She was amazing - tight and built with an amazing rack and huge hard nipples. I mauled them, squeezed them and bit them while she yanked on my crank like she was trying to rip it off. I grabbed her cans, pinched her nipples and slid my hand down her tight belly and reached into her panties. Once there I latched onto at least 7 inches of the hardest cock I have ever seen or felt in my life. Being as this is "One Click Chicks" you don't want to hear the rest. Suffice it to say I was shocked!

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

[explorer98]

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?

[explorer98]

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!"

[explorer98]

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?

[explorer98]

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

[explorer98]

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!

[likemslick]

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.

[onwater247]

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.

[AntonioOrange]

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.

[Esgavluk]

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…