Slut Wife Dancing Written by Anna Larsson / Aug 1, 2005 It was a Friday night, Portacali had been open a few months and after a good deal of procrastination we had decided the tales of a party atmosphere had to be experienced first hand. The evening started to heat up at about 5pm when my wife, Aimee, began parading around naked, picking her clothes for the evening. In the end, she went for her favorite short flimsy pleated black skirt and tight fitting blue top and a great pair of stiletto boots I?m sure I hadn?t seen before. I didn?t mind so much; seeing her nude is always a pleas… 続きを読む

As she squeezed my hand, I pulled it out of the way with my left hand, and within a half second reached between her legs and ripped open the snaps at her crotch. As I did she quickly jumped, and said, "Mike, please don't do this now." I instantly slid my entire hand between her legs rubbing all over her entire crotch and inner thighs. As I rubbed and smeared semen all over her crotch and thighs, I would at times effortlessly slide my two middle fingers into her drenched, slippery pussy. I kept smearing the semen all over her thighs, her ass, and the lower part of her stomach, effortlessl… 続きを読む

I quickly said, "Yes, but I have to use the bathroom." She jumped up and began snapping the buttons at her crotch asking, "Are we insane? We love each other too much to be doing this stupid shit. What the hell are we thinking?" I stepped over to her giving a big hug and putting my right hand between her legs saying, "It's not a big deal, I still love you more than you know. Seriously, it's nothing. I loved it, and sometimes couples experiment." The turn on of sliding two of my fingers inside her, feeling her flooded pussy, was overpowering. I was determined to go into the bathroom and ja… 続きを読む

At one moment, she bumped her ass against him, and she popped up like a jack-in-the-box wrapping her arms tightly around me. She laughed as I said, "Derrick had no one to dance with." She looked at me for a split second with a wrinkled forehead and confused look as if to ask, "What are you up to?" I leaned down and said, "Come on, everyone left him and he's dancing by himself." I was already extremely worked up watching her dance in front of me, but something in me really wanted to watch her dance in this erotic way with Derrick. She looked at me for a second almost as if she was wait… 続きを読む

bynewbie2008© Somehow I believe when a sexual fantasy is overly planned it takes much of the thrill and excitement out of it, at least I believe that now. The experience my wife and I had last New Year's Eve was anything but planned and the thrill of being only feet away, watching other men have her completely, was more excitement than most humans can handle... When utterly unplanned. Last December, while visiting a friend of my wife's, we found ourselves being invited to a New Year's Eve party at one of the finest hotels in Florida. Kristen and I have never been into the large party sce… 続きを読む