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I watched in fascination as more and more of my manhood
disappeared. Soon, I felt the head of my ten inch dick touch the soft
flesh at the back of her mouth and I saw her change the angle of her
head and neck slightly. I guessed what was coming next, but it still
didn’t prepare me for the sensation I was about to experience for the
first time. Lana had never taken my entire shaft in her mouth. She
just hadn’t been able to do it, no matter how she tried. I hadn’t
minded, of course, because the other things we did to each other were so
pleasurable. Still, I had always wondered how it would feel to have a
woman swallow my cock to the root. I was swiftly finding out.

toy fuck videos Lifting her mouth off my cockhead for a moment, she adjusted her
position so that she was kneeling between my legs. Then, grasping the
base of my cock just below my balls firmly in her right hand, she
pointed the shaft straight up at her mouth and began one of the most
fantastic blowjobs I have ever received.

I groaned as I felt her warm, wet, mouth slide back over the
head of my cock. She stopped there for a moment, scrubbing the smooth
surface with her tongue, allowing saliva to accumulate until it was
escaping her lips and running down the length of my shaft. Using her
spit as a lubricant, she began to take more and more of my cock in her
mouth, working it in with short but slow strokes.

She was lying on her side with Ted positioned between her legs, facing
her back, while he was also on his side. Sandy was resting her head
on the inside of my left thigh as I lay on my side as well. I had my
legs around her neck and back and Ted held her from below. We won!

She had no choice but to surrender herself to us. She was lodged
between our bodies. I stroked her lips and cheeks with the head of my
hard dick trying to coax her into opening wide. She kept turning her
head from side to side and saying ‘no’ with her mouth tightly sealed
shut. I didn’t need to hurt or threaten her to get what I wanted…
I don’t work like that. Teddy would take care of that.

Ted and I were college buddies, both going through the same exams,
profs and (you guessed it) girls. He was always an ass man, getting
his kicks from ‘bumping’ up behind chicks anywhere he could find them.
In shopping malls, in elevators, in the subway, anywhere.

My thing is getting head.
Anywhere, anytime is fine as long as the girl doesn’t mind. Ted and I
knew of each other’s sexual preferences and became a tag team almost
by accident.

Sandy was a tall and healthy brunette with big blue eyes that always
seemed to be sparkling. She had a habit of wearing loose fitting
oversize jerseys and faded and stitched Levi jeans. Her pants were
always tight fitting even if we could see only from mid-thigh down.
Always flirting with the guys, she tried to see how far the guys would
go with her. Some were lucky and some were embarassed.

Somehow, we started talking with Sandy about wrestling in one of the
local pubs. She seemed excited about mud wrestling (while nude of
course). We told Sandy we could show her some of the finer points of
the sport and we proceeded to go to our dorm for a demo. The beers must
have loosened her up pretty good because she started stripping down as
soon as we entered our room. Ted and I both lost our clothes in a hurry.

We proceeded to show Sandy some of the winning holds of wrestling.

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My true love and fiancee is named
Pamela, and she wore pantyhose to work all the time when I first began dating
her, last January. Soon after our first bonding and wonderful love-
making, I bought Pamela beautiful garter belts, a Merry Widow with garters
and several pairs of finest sheer stockings (including silk ones from Italy).
When Pam and I went to a concert soon after, she said to me as we walked from
the garage to the concert hall, “Jerry, I really love the feel of these stockings! They are so sensual – and I can feel them move a bit as I walk along. I
wore stockings long ago, so I forgot all about how they feel. They do make
me feel a little uncertain though, as I feel the wind come under my skirt and
all the way up to the crotch of my panties – that is a strange (but not unfriendly) sensation!”
Because of her comment, I decided to buy her some knee-high stockings to
see how Pamela would like them. She wore them under a long jeans skirt when
we went over to visit her mother’s recently. As Pam sat comfortably opposite
me I could see the tops of her knee-highs and their not lovely top elastics
and some of her (lovely) legs showing too.. when I told her about this privately later, she turned beet red and said she’d probably only wear the kneehighs under slacks or jeans in the future – even thought I assured her that
she looked charming and so desirable as I had viewed her.

Atlanta has always been a fun town for me, but this trip had been
even better. I had ordered a custom Jeep from an Atlanta
customizer. Having a big-wheel four wheel drive vehicle had been
a dream for a long time and the time had finally arrived.

We signed the papers late in the evening, so after tooling around
town for a while, I had rented a motel room, planning to get an
early start back to Alabama. I overslept and after breakfast and
checking out of the motel, I didn’t get on the road until after
eight.

I quickly noticed a benefit to the large wheels I had not
anticipated. It put me way above the rest of the traffic and I
had a great view. But the view was even better from time to time
as I would pass cars and look down to see lovely legs through the
window. Occasionally, I would even catch a glimpse of frilly
panties peeking out. (more…)

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There I sat, naked in the window for all of downtown Spokane to
see. Slowly my hands crept towards my semi-erect penis. I like to
start masturbating before my cock gets hard so I can play with the
foreskin. I pull it all the way back and watch as my pink cockhead
comes into sight and bends down slightly. As I was doing this I was
totally engrossed with the pleasure it was causing and completely
forgot where I was.
I like to tease myself at first, I just stroke slowly until I get
hard. Then casually continue, in no hurry at all. When I get hard
I continue to pull the foreskin all the way back and forth so it
rubs against my glans and gets the precum flowing like a river.
Only after doing this for awhile did I look out the window and
remember where I was but by this time I did not care.
I spread my legs wide because I like to feel my balls bounce
against my crotch. I did this by the window and began beating off
really hard totally oblivious to all who might be watching. I like
to stroke really hard and alternately tense up and relax, this
causes my balls to slap against my crotch and then stop. Combining
this with a tight grip around my the head of my cock easily brings
me to climax quickly. As I got closer and closer to my orgasm my
breathing got heavier and I began to gyrate my hips as though I was
fucking the air. Usually I slow down to delay my orgasm a bit and
prolong the experience but there was no stopping this cum.
My whole body twitched and I arched my back and shot spurt after
glorious spurt of warm cum into the air. I heard the first few
shots splatter on the wall behind me and then felt the rest
splatter on my chest and crotch. I continued to stroke as I eased
back into the sitting position. The remaining cum began to dribble
down my cock onto my hand so I used it as lube to stroke the rest
out.

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What do I think about when I masturbate? Funny you should ask.
Sometimes I masturbate while looking at porn mags or watching porn
flicks so I am thinking what it would be like to actually be one of
the people in the picture or movie. I am an exhibitionist at heart
so it would be a real turn on to be naked and/or having sex while
others watched. I am always the “doer” not the “doee”. I am the one
sucking the cock, eating the pussy, fucking the girl or getting
fucked in my ass. I also get turned on by the idea of being watched
while I jerk off. Many times I have masturbated by an open window,
pretending not to notice that I could easily be seen by all who
cared to look. Sometimes I have even gone out of my way to make
sure that someone was watching. The best example of this is when I
was in Spokane for a conference two years ago.
The morning session of the conference was incredibly boring so
I was going to skip the afternoon part. I wanted to take a nap,
shower and check out the city. When I got to my room I quickly
stripped and jumped in the shower. I came out of the bathroom after
a nice long relaxing shower wearing a towel around my waist. I
picked up a “What to See and Do in Spokane” book and sat by the
window. I was on the 24th floor of a downtown hotel and the window
was a big picture one with a big sitting area in front of it level
with the bottom of the window.

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For now….(evil grin) The problem…WHERE to find such an item…I wanted it
right away…so ordering through a catalogue was out of the question….my
only other option…..to brave my town’s notorious ADULT store….many have
passed it…wondering what went on inside there….(there are ALWAYS at least
15 cars parked outside…) and the place has been known to have been raided by
the police on more than one occasion…Dare I, horny as I am..and determined
to please….actually enter this…this…unknown place? Well…I thought I
had the solution…I would ask a good friend of mine…to go in there for me
and buy me a dildo…..He had a few questions for me…like…what kind of
dildo do you want? I dunno….a regular dildo…why? Uh…do you want one
with or without balls? !!!!? (I didn’t even know they came both ways….
What length…what color? Ah…perhaps you want a freeze dried cock off of a
cadaver??? (THEY HAVE SUCH THINGS???)(NO, just teasing…!!!) (Pow….I hit
him on the arm….not a good idea…as my son has said..Mommy…your friend is
hard all over!!!)(he works out….and stop snickering..all of you…) Ok
OK….I want a 8 or 9 inch dildo…lifelike…no bells or

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Also, God forbid that a rational thought ever enter our head while we
have a hard-on. I’m not really sure, but I think this is the criteria
Catholic’s use to elect a new Pope. I don’t mean they pick a candidate
who can still think with a hard-on, although this in itself would be a
miracle, but that the new pontiff must be past the age of even getting a
hard-on!
Where’s all this leading to? Regretfully and humiliatingly, I’m trying
to work up the courage to tell you about the first time I ever had a
climax with a female was present.
Notice, I said ‘female present’! She, or in my case the three of them,
didn’t share in this experience. They only watched. As a reasonably
normal and always horny teenager I had many orgasms before this, but I
really don’t count beating off while looking at a centerfold in some
smelly bathroom as having sex. True, you eventually do come and it’s
better than nothing, but it’s just not the same when you’re alone and
you DO feel like a jerk after you’ve finished. Is this why some people
call it jerking off?

This is one experience I had as I driving in the Washington
DC area. It’s intent is to illustrate the varied and sometimes
unusual exploits I have witnessed. This is only one of many. This
is the first time I have put these experiences in writing. Please
excuse mistakes, I am liable to make plenty.

It all started one day as when I decided to stop at local
Park and Ride to rest, I had started early that morning. The
closest car was about 4 spaces to the right of my car. A male was
sleeping (so I thought) inside. After making some notes
concerning my work earlier that day I too decided to rest, and
put the seat back and began to drift to sleep. (more…)

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After a wild fucking orgasm
I can’t tell you how long this went on but slowly the
fog of sensuality was replaced with an overwhelming need for
sleep. As I fell into a deep sleep, I thought of Luke and how I
was going to explain my response to his movie. I also wondered
if there was anyone else I could share it with.

Orgasm Took Control
The juice from my pussy was
flooding and as I caressed my newly smoothed softness I found
there was nothing to compare with my own silky cream. My fingers
found their way to my mouth allowing my tongue to taste and lick
the passion from their tips. As they returned to my pussy, I
felt a strange and freighting feeling begin to rise within my
body. The palm of my hand pressed against my clitoris as my
fingers slipped between my lips and into the depths of my
vagina. I began to massage the soft ridges within me. My legs
came back as the other hand sought my now swollen lips and
clitoris.

My strokes began slowly, but soon the difference between
slow and fast became meaningless as I began to lose control. The
feeling within my pelvis had taken over. My heart ached from its
pounding and I had to gasp for air because I forgot to breathe.
Two, three, then four of my fingers found their way into my
pussy as it pleaded for more. Perspiration covered me. A musky
odor mixed with the smell of perfume and my own body became a
stimulant to my senses as my mind exploded with sensations.
Then, within me, I felt the inner ridges of my vagina smoothed
out and open as though expecting a gift. At the same time, the
outer area tightened and began to spasm with urgency and
ecstasy, trying to prevent any escape. I heard a scream and
realized it was my own. Juices poured from me as I began to rub
and spread them over my body, my breasts, my arms, my face. I
put some on my nipples, pushed my breast towards my mouth and
used my tongue to lick it off. My hands caressed every part of
my body. I was insane with a rapture of sexuality. My orgasm had
taken complete control of my mind and body. I was its prisoner,
it was my lover and I responded in any way it demanded.

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I turned everything off and returned to the bedroom.
Laying on the bed, in the darkness, I became aware of my body in
a new way; almost as though it had an existence of its own. My
hand returned to my breasts and I found them even more sensitive
than before. I grasped the nipples between my fingers, gently
pulling and twisting. A breath of warm air blew across my naked
body. A soft ache entered my pelvis. My hand move down my
abdomen. Slowly the tips of my fingers began to brush across the
newly shaved mons. A moan escaped from me. It was like a voice
from another area of my mind, an echo from another existence. I
continued down to my labia, along the sides and then between.
But now I didn’t need a lotion.