2008-Mar-31 - Cash For Hard Young Cock!

What do you have when you have two teen guys naked on a bed together? You have the makings of a very hot sex video where the two guys get to touch, kiss, suck and fuck each other like crazy. These two guys know exactly how they are going to be spending all their afternoons and that is wrapped up in each others arms, fucking each other and eating cum!

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2008-Mar-31 - This Cutie Gets Banged Hard!

When Vika's boyfriend stops by for a visit everything started off innocently enough. They sat on the couch and chatted about class and friends. But when this cute lil blonde's parents leave things started to heat up. They start kissing and quick as fuck they are both naked and the good times begin. Plenty of pussy filling and cock sucking action follows as this barely legal teen with the tiny tits satisfies all her boyfriends' desires!

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2008-Mar-31 - Scotch

Tags:  spanking, punishment, ice, whip, paddle

“Scotch is your safety.”

I simply nod in reply, body quivering. You’re wearing the cologne that you know drives me crazy. You haven’t shaven, and the thin, light stubble gracing your cheek scratches the skin on my neck as you whisper this into my ear.

I’m all ready naked and cold, but your body is warm and I feel almost disappointed as you pull back, running a hand down the skin of my back. I know I won’t use the safety word you’ve reminded me of - It’s more for you than for me.

I know you won’t hurt me past the point that I need to use it, but it means you’ll comply to my fantasies - Of course, you know more about this more than me, so I’ll accept your need for the word. I never know, maybe I’ll need it one day.

I’ve asked you to treat me like this, and you’ve agreed. You know I’m young, and only had sex with a few other men, far too close to my age to excite me. I like how firm you can be and how excited you make me with the rules you’ve prescribed and how I’m treated when I defy you (mostly on purpose because sex with you is always better when I’m being punished). I like how you’re older and more experienced.  

That’s why when you found me on my knees, finger fucking myself, I came the second our eyes met. I’m not allowed to touch myself, or climax without your permission. Two rules broken meant a punishment and that pushed me over the edge. And now I’m getting what I deserve.

I’m sure the first time I asked you to punish me I surprised you… You had probably thought me more prudish than that, but you rose to the task wonderfully and now I goad you almost as often as I think I can get away with it.

You sit on the bed, telling me to come to me. I straddle you eagerly, smiling, even though you’re fully clothed.

“Turn around…” You muttered, eyes sweeping my form. “And wipe that grin off your face, before I do…” You pat me on the cheek, a little harder than we both know is needed, but I turn, and stop smiling, well almost.

Your hands run over my neck, my shoulders down my back and end up cupping my ass. You squeeze, just hard enough to hurt. Down the outside of my thighs, over my calves and to my ankles. One hand leaves to push me gently down, mid back and then returns pulling me closer. Your jeans burn the skin of my stomach and chest, but as your hands sweep up the inside of my thighs and push them apart I find I don’t care.

The chilled air hits my sex and as you part my lips carefully I moan quietly pushing back up against you, my body asking you for what I know I’ll be denied if I vocalized my need.

I’m denied anyway, as your hands moved to my ass, rubbing my skin warming it up. You don’t talk, you don’t need to. I know I’ve broken two rules, but you’re taking so long in beginning. I’m about to glance back when your hand lands on my left ass cheek. I gasp, then groan quietly, pushing against you again. Then my right ass cheek. Then left again. You repeat this pattern, so my ass doesn’t grow sore too quickly.

“How many?” You ask, and then I realize I failed to count.

“Seven?” I guess and am met with both hands hitting my ass. I get three guesses, and then you tell me. You begin again and this time I count, when you ask this time I answer confidently. “Thirteen.”

“Wrong…” You say and my ass receives both hands again.

“No-” I begin, but I am silenced by your hand, much harder than before. It was thirteen.

“Are you saying I’m lying?” I shake my head. “I think you are…” You shift slightly and then I feel something different smacking my ass. A paddle, it hurts less than your hands, but is more targeted, and soon beings to sting ever so slightly. I count carefully, but each time I answer you insist I’m wrong and for a while I don’t protest. But when I get specific, and you deny my answer I contest it again and the paddle is replaced.

Replaced with a small whip. That begins to bite far earlier, and you do get harder with each hit. I squirm, moan and gasp, gripping at the sheets as you make my ass go red.

It seems to take ages for you to stop, each hit biting more and more. It’s delicious and turns me on more than you could imagine, but it keeps on driving me closer to my safety word. Only pride stops me. Pride and if I’m not careful and use that word you may stop this session completely.

My silence is rewarded however as the whipping stops.

I jump as your hand returns, holding something frozen. I glance back to see you gliding an ice cube slowly over my skin, looking almost disinterested. I shiver slightly as the cold chills my very warm ass, soothing me for now. water leaks down to my sex which has grown wet, hot and desperate for you.

The cold of the ice soon penetrates me and I’m shivering as the last of the ice has melted away and your hand slips down to my sex. The water hasn’t even chilled it and as you stroke my pink slit that is wet with my juices and water I groan and push back against you.

Your finger slips inside and plays slowly and gently for a short while before being joined by another. I push hard against you, one of your knuckles grinding into my clit. It almost hurts, but as with most things with me, the pain seems to bring pleasure and you push back, fingers exploring me. My punishment has brought me close enough all ready, so it isn’t long before…

“Please..?” I ask breathlessly, my chest heaving as you stroke my insides with an experts fingers. Heat and pressure are building up inside me and I’m squeezing around your fingers.

“No…” Comes your reply, just and rough and ragged as I feel. I let out a low groan, pushing back against you.

“Please…” I begin soon afterwards. “Please may I come… I-I-I n-need to. Please. Please.” I stutter and gasp, knowing how close I am and how I won’t be able to hold off much longer. I’m denied the right to climax again and seconds later begin begging you, my words being lost and cut short by gasps and groans.

“You may not come…” You tell me firmly, but my body isn’t listening and I can fight it not longest. I gasp, as my body tenses, every muscle freezing up. I’m pushed up against you as I groan and begin breathing again my body pulsing as I end up coming with out your permission.

Once I’m done and my muscles relax, I turn to jelly in your lap. You remove your fingers and move me so I’m sat up again, you behind me, holding me close, whispering to me again.

“You just don’t learn, do you? Another climax without my permission… I hope you don’t make a habit of this…” You muttered and I grin giggling slightly. “You need punishing for that to. A weeks abstinence should remind you of the rules.” I stop giggling, with the raging hard on you can’t be serious. I can feel it through your jeans, pressing into my ass. “Like I said, don’t make a habit of it, or I’ll have to get more creative…”

I’m released, and you leave the room, my grin is gone and I know we’ll both struggle with this week as my fingers return to my tender and excited sex.

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2008-Mar-31 - Mackenzie Kayne - Workout Fun

Hey guys? What’s going on? I’m never awake this early on Sunday’s - it feels kind of weird. I didn’t go out last night, so I’m neither tired or hung over. I spent the morning cleaning, then started on my homework. Your helping me procrastinate from that right now. I’m thinking about going to the gym in a little while. That would keep me away from my homework for a couple of hours. Plus, there’s always hot guys there. However, I don’t know if there would be any there right now. Usually, I got in the evenings - might be a different crowd there.

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2008-Mar-31 - I Cheated With The Secretary

I recently took a job as a consultant for a large firm. A lot of traveling would be involved. This was a bit of a downside, but, in a way, it also intrigued me, as I had always had a fantasy about going to a strange town and having a one night stand with a complete stranger. I’m married, but have had marital problems on and off for a few years. My wife had a brief affair with her highschool sweetheart a few years into our marriage and, though she broke it off, I have always felt betrayed and even sometimes felt the need to get even with her.

As expected, I was sent out of town to one of our affiliate firms. When I got there, I was greeted by their secretary, who was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She had dark brown, shiny, long hair which was pulled up into a tousled looking bun. She had a fabulous body, lean and curvy with nice tits and an firm ass to die for. We exchanged pleasantries and spoke a few times throughout the day. I had the feeling she was eyeballing me just the same as I was her.

Nobody in this firm knew that I was married, so I asked the VP that I was working with if the secretary was married. He said “no, in fact she broke up with her boyfriend a few weeks ago.� That was exactly what I wanted to hear! The next time I saw her, I asked her if she would like to have dinner that night and she said she did. I didn’t know my way around town very well, so she said we should eat at the restaurant at the hotel where I was staying, which sounded good to me. She said she would meet me at the hotel at 7:00.

I was so nervous, I had been married for so long that I had forgotten what it was like to be getting ready for a date. Just as I was ready to go down to the lobby at 6:45, there was a knock on my door. I opened up the door and there she stood. Before I even had a chance to say anything, she said “lets not bother with dinner, we both know that all we really want to do is fuck.� I stood there with my mouth hanging open as she walked right in and proceeded to take her coat off. You guessed it, there was nothing on underneath her coat. Like an idiot I stood there, not knowing what to say. She said “I saw the way you were looking at me all day, I know you want to fuck me, and thats fine because I need a good fucking.�

She walked over to me and said “I want you to suck my nipples.� So I began sucking them and, at the same time, wondered how in the world I could get so lucky. She had fabulous tits, nice and firm with little perky nipples that were hard as I continued sucking and licking them. She pulled me up to kiss her and while she was kissing me she reached down and grabbed ahold of my prick through my pants. As you can imagine, it was plenty hard. She immediately unzipped my pants, pushing my boxers and pants down to the ground in one quick motion. The next thing I knew, her warm mouth was all over my cock, licking and sucking it with passion. “You have a great looking cock, do you fuck alot?� she asked. I stammered something like “not really� and she said “you’re married aren’t you?� Before I even answered, she said “I knew it, that’s ok, I don’t want any commitments anyway, just a nice fuck.� I didn’t think a woman like this existed, and here she was sucking my cock!

I could tell she was experienced at sucking cocks because she worked mine over like she was a polishing a rare antique. I came so close to cumming about ten times but held off, because I didn’t want to seem like an amateur. She stood up and said “now it’s my turn.� She walked over to the bed and laid down, spread her legs and said “c’mon.� I practically lept onto the bed and buried my face into that sweet pussy. It was shaved completely clean, not a hair in sight, and it tasted so sweet I could have eaten her all night. She quivered and moaned while I probed her with my tongue and sucked on her swollen clit. I don’t even know how much time when by, but she said “I’m ready to be fucked now.� She didn’t have to tell me twice, I said “how would you like it?� She didn’t say anything, she just led me over to a chair, pushed me down, and, facing away from me, lowered herself down onto my throbbing cock. I had never had sex in this position and it was great because I could see her beautiful ass as she slid up and down my pipe.

Then, she abruptly got up and went over to the bed, stood beside it, leaned forward, and spread her legs. I didn’t need to be told what to do. I slid right up behind her and guided my hard cock between her legs into her hot, wet pussy. I held onto her hips as I fucked her gently, then harder. She moaned continuously and said “harder, harder,� I thought I would hurt her, but she kept asking for it harder, so I began to really pound her and this made her moan even louder. Her pussy was gripping my cock so tight that I knew she was getting ready to cum, and then she did cum, practically screaming and shaking as she did.

I was ready to cum too, and just as I was about to, she said “cum in my mouth.� Oh my God, this just kept getting better and better! My wife would die before she would let me cum in her mouth, this was a real treat for me. I pulled my cock out and she knelt down in front of me and stroked me as I shot cum out in long streams, all of which she gobbled up as if it were chocolate.

We fucked again, this time slower and missionary position, very tenderly. Then we fell asleep in each others’ arms. When I woke up, she was gone, and I had to catch a plane. I’ve never been unfaithful again, I figure the score is even now. I don’t think I could ever top my hotel experience with the brown haired beauty, anyway.

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2008-Mar-31 - blonde teen smokes pole

Inna is a crazy teen slut let me tell you! Artur bragged that he had fucked girls on video and Inna wanted to give it a try. She is one of Artur’s friend’s girlfriends so he kept telling her no. One day he just could not take it anymore and agreed to fuck the hell out of her. Watching these two in action you can tell that they have both wanted to do this for a long time and neither one of them cares that the camera is watching it all. This video will leave you gasping for breathe and cumming all over yourself!!

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2008-Mar-31 - Movie Gallery From Gay Cock Pride

These two hot gym studs have nothing better to do than admire their own buff buddies--well, that is, nothing other than have a nice sucky afternoon. But they only do this when chicks aren't watching.

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2008-Mar-31 - Spetember Scott - Naughty Secretary Striptease

Hey boys! What’s up? It’s September Scott here. I bet you never thought you’d see me dressed up like this! I never thought that I’d be wearing a suit like this. I’m definitely more of a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl. However, more than a few of you requested to see me dressed up like a secretary or in a business suit. I’ll admit, it seemed like a fun idea to me too. I imagined I was going to some interview borrowed some of my mom’s work clothes. I found this really short skirt, that I was actually surprised that my mom had. I imagined during the interview, I would spread my legs accidentally and give the guy interviewing me a naughty show. I got a little turned on by putting on this outfit and ended up taking off the suit so I could play with my pussy. Inside my briefcase I had put a dildo and now was definitely the time to use it!

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2008-Mar-31 - Toolbox Fuckers - Sexy Heidi and Christie

Meet Heidi and Christie. Christie (on the right) has posed several times for Toolbox Fuckers, this teen slut can’t get enough of the sex machines. But it’s Heidi’s first time. She’s never even heard of a sex machine before, but her friend, Christie convinced her try it. It looks like Heidi is pretty glad she did try it, she’s never had an orgasm before. After three orgasms from a variety of sex machines and sex toys she’s already making plans to do another porn shoot for Toolbox Fuckers and thanking her friend to introducing her too all the machines. Check out these pictures of Heidi’s first time with a fuck saw, vibrator and a few other naughty sex toys.

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2008-Mar-31 - Bus Trip

Lisa watched the passing scenery with
lazy, tired eyes. She
was bored and a little tired. The bus had just left
Stuckey’s,

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she had eaten well, mostly out of boredom, and had a few
snacks
in her purse. In the middle of Indiana that was the best she
could expect on a cross country bus trip. What a pathetic way
to
end four years of college, with no car and no future. UM was
behind her now and the only thing ahead of her was a vague
wish
to live in sunshine and water. California was not really a
destination, it was a dream. During the harsh Michigan
winters
California seemed like the only habitable place on Earth.
“Going far?” A voice asked from the
darkening seats across

the isle. Lisa blinked and yawned, then looked at the darkness.

The woman turned on the overhead light and a cute blonde face
appeared with a yellow halo around it. Lisa blinked to clear
her
eyes and smiled.
“I’m going nowhere, I guess. I have a
degree in hotel
management and no hotel to manage. How about you?”
“The Navy. I’m signing up back home in
San Diego, the
recruiter I talked too said it’s likely I’ll stay on the west
coast permanently that way.”

“Maybe I should have done that instead of
wasting my father’s
tuition money. I hate snow, slush, and freezing water
puddles
more than infomercials.”
“I think you’re right, there are no bases
in the snow. They
are all on the coasts where it’s warm.”
“Well I’ll give the hotels a chance to
snap up this
absolutely perfect body, and if none snatch me up, I’ll
consider
the Navy.”
“Oh way to go,” the woman said
sarcastically, “California has

never seen a perfect body before.”
“Yeah, I see what you mean,” Lisa said
with another yawn.
“Why don’t you come over so we can talk,
and not worry about
some sleazy asshole pawing one of us clear across the state
of
Indiana.”
“Sounds good, but I’m sleeping soon. I
partied last night.”
“Great, I’ll guard your perfect body,”
Sally said with a
sweet smile.
“You’re cute, what’s your name?” Lisa
asked, taking an

offered redhot from a bunch in the palm of her hand.
“I’m Sally,” the cute blonde extended her
hand and Lisa shook
it.
“I’m Lisa,” Lisa said then crunched the
redhot as she stared
out the window at the setting sun. “Goodbye Michigan,” Lisa
said, a little sadly.
“Will you miss it?” Sally asked
sympathetically.
“Sure, but now that my father’s dead
there’s nothing keeping
me here. I’ll miss the lakes and the bridge, other than that

it’s just another state.”
“Well you go ahead and sleep, I’m going
to read for a while.
The light won’t bother you, will it?”
“I don’t see how,” Lisa yawned and tipped
her seat back.
Sally tipped her own seat back and opened her book. It was a
romance, of course, that all she read lately. Probably
because
she had no real romance in her own life. She reached up and
adjusted the light, then glanced at Lisa to make sure it
wasn’t
bothering her. To her amazement, Lisa was already asleep.
She

must have partied hard, Sally thought to herself. As she
watched
the cute black haired girl with ivory skin, she noticed the
bounce of her tits each time the bus hit a bump. It was
actually
very erotic, looking down a sleeping woman’s blouse, she had
never done it before. She glanced at the mirror at the head
of
the bus, but the driver was engaged in conversation with and
elderly man with hundreds of fishing stories.
Sally tipped her seat back a little more
so the driver
couldn’t see her, and she had a better view of Lisa’s tits.
They

looked velvety soft and warm. Sally wished that she had the
nerve to touch them, they were so appealing.
What was she saying? She was no lesbian,
so why the sudden
urge to touch another woman? Was it the book, or possibly
the
loneliness? Why was it that beautiful women seemed to be the
ones who suffered the worst loneliness? Were men too cowardly
to
ask a woman out if she had a pretty face? Yeah, damit, they
were.
Still, Lisa’s tits looked very enticing.
They just begged to

be touched. With nervous fingers Sally reached out and
brushed
Lisa’s bare arm, looking for a reaction. There was none, she
was
totally out of it. With a quick glance at the head of the
bus,
Sally turned off her light. She reached out in the complete
darkness and touched Lisa’s ample breasts with the back of
her
fingers. They were SO soft and warm. The heat was unbelievable.

She waited for an outcry, but none came. With more
determination
Sally reached out gingerly and placed the tips of her fingers
on
Lisa’s heavenly tits. She slid them slowly into the low v
made

by Lisa’s blouse, then slid her hand inside, finding the nipple.

It was hot and rigid.
“Did you lose something down there?” Lisa
asked with humor in
her voice.
“Uh, my keys?”
“Nope, try again.”
“You have incredible tits and I just had
to feel them for
some reason. I’ve never done anything like that before.”
“So how did it feel?” Lisa asked
softly.

“At the time it was heavenly. Now I wish
I could die and
ooze through a crack in the floor.”
“That would be a hell of a waste of a
perfectly good blonde.
Why don’t we pass the time together, or does the Navy have
some
law against that?”
“Well yes, actually, but I’m not in the
Navy yet. I really
don’t think anybody pays attention to that law anyway.”
“Good, it’s a stupid law. I’m bi myself,
how about you?”
“I don’t know,” Sally said nervously.

“Then this is the perfect time to find
out.”
“Yeah, I guess,” Sally said with a little
laugh.
“So put your hand back,” Lisa said,
invisible in the
darkness.
“Oh, yeah,” Sally said nervously. She
gingerly put her hand
back into Lisa’s shirt, but it just wasn’t the same.
“You don’t feel like you mean it,” Lisa
observed.
“I feel stupid now. Before it was
exciting.”
“Here,” Lisa said and slipped her own
hand into Sally’s

shirt. Sally gasped and almost cried out.
“What are you doing?” Sally gasped.
“The same thing you are. Can I kiss
you?”
“Uh,” Sally said nervously. Before she
could answer a pair
of warm lips came out of the darkness and touched hers. She
gasped and her eyes widened, then she closed her eyes and
leaned
into the kiss. After several minutes of gasping and groping,
Sally’s lips burned. Her nipples were hot and hard under
Lisa’s
hands.

Sally sat staring at the slight light
above the driver, horny
and confused. Lisa’s hands were burning her chest, making it
hard to breath, but they were right out in the open where
anybody
could see them if the lights came on.
Sally felt a movement beside her and felt
her shirt being
opened. In a second Lisa leaned down and began sucking on
Sally’s left nipple. Sally was totally inflamed, but also
frightened. What would they do if a passenger came back to
use
the bathroom, or worse yet, they came to a passenger stop?
Each

time they stopped the lights were turned on while passengers
were
let on or off. Lisa didn’t seem to care, she just wanted sex.

Sally now wished that she had not been so stupid to start
something with the strange woman. After all, she knew
nothing
about Lisa.
“I am so hot,” Sally complained.
“Take off your pants,” Lisa said from the
darkness.
“Somebody might see,” Sally looked at the
driver’s reflection
once more.

“So?”
“Well…”
“Do you know any of these people?”
“No, of course not.”
“Then why does it matter? You will never
see these people
again, and they don’t know you. Why would it matter what you
did?
“It doesn’t feel right,” Sally
complained, “I’m afraid,” she
finally admitted.

“Yeah, of course you are, but that’s what
makes it so
exciting, don’t you see? You will remember this night for
the
rest of your life as perhaps the most exciting thing you’ve
ever
done.”
“Oh shit,” Sally gasped and with an
electric shock of fear.
She grabbed the waistband of her pants and slid them down to
her
knees. Lisa grabbed the pants and slid them all the way to
the
floor, then off one foot.
“What are you doing?” Sally could imagine
how dirty the bus

floor was.
“Eating, Lisa said as she spread Sally’s
legs wide and slid
up between them.
“Oh Lord,” Sally gasped. She felt
movement in the darkness.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” she gasped when she felt
Lisa’s breath on her bare, shaking leg. The first kiss on
her
inner thigh sent fire through her leg and into her pussy.
The
next was farther up her leg and her eyes widened expectantly.

The next was just beside her pussy, in the sensitive crack of
her

leg, where it met her pelvis. She gasped audibly and Lisa
hissed
in the darkness. Sally groaned and looked up at the driver.
His
eyes were searching the darkness in their area. What if he
turned on the light?
Sally released the seat back and leaned
as far back as she
could. This made it easier for Lisa, and made her invisible
to
the driver.
Sally’s loins were on fire. Lisa had
been sucking the
sensitive area near her pussy for almost an entire minute.
Sally

waited in horrified expectation, wishing that Lisa would dive
right in. Finally, she felt the tips of Lisa’s fingers on
the
crotch of her panties. Lisa pulled them out and held them to
one
side. With no further hesitation Lisa gave Sally’s pussy a
full
lipped sucking kiss. Sally gaped and threw her legs apart.
Lisa
grabbed her left leg and raised it until the heel was resting
over on Lisa’s seat. This opened her legs wide, almost
painfully
wide.
Lisa got down to some serious munching.
With a sucking mouth

and searching tongue, she explored the depths of Sally’s
pussy
thoroughly, first inside her vulva, then licking her slit in
quick little strokes. Sally jumped each time the tongue slid
over her clit. It was the most amazing feeling she had ever
felt. Why didn’t men learn to eat pussy that way?
Lisa slid her thumb up into Sally and
concentrated on the
area at the top of the little envelope. She slid her tongue
through the wet folds of pussy flesh rapidly, like a cat
drinking
milk from a bowl. Sally’s pussy was totally inflamed, her

abdomen and ass were on fire as well. She reached down and
held
Lisa’s face into her crotch with one hand, and tweaked her
nipples with the other. It was amazing, it was so erotic, in
the
darkness of the public bus.
The only thing that could ruin it was…
Sally’s eyes flew
open when she heard footsteps coming down the center isle.
The
wet licking sounds were loud in the area between the seats,
and
the smell of Sally’s pussy was strong. With eyes wide in
terror,
Sally tried to push Lisa’s head away, but Lisa refused to
move.

“Oh, I beg you pardon,” an elderly male
voice said from the
darkness.
“Ow, watch what the hell you’re doing,”
Lisa complained.
“There, go through,” Lisa hissed.
“Sorry,” the voice said in embarassment.
The footsteps went
back to the bathroom at the back of the bus. A dim light came
on
as the bathroom door opened, but the light didn’t reach them.
It
was bright enough for Sally to see that Lisa’s feet were out
in
the isle and she was nursing one foot with a frown on her
face.

“The asshole stepped on my foot,” Lisa
complained as the
darkness closed in again.
“I tried to warn you that somebody was
coming,” Sally said in
a sympathetic voice.
“Yeah, I felt you, but I was having too
much fun,” Sally
could hear the humor in her voice. Sally’s pussy was getting
cold. Suddenly the dim light came back on briefly and the
old
man started back for the front of the bus. Lisa held her
feet
out of the way as the footsteps approached. Sally felt a
cold

hand on her knee and gasped. The hand was ripped away as if
it
were burned.
“Sorry,” the voice said again, obviously
upset.
“Just get out of here,” Lisa said,
obviously upset. The
footsteps hurried back to the front of the bus.
“Do you think he’ll tell?” Sally asked,
worried.
“Hell no, he’ll set there fantasizing for
an hour or so, then
head back to the bathroom to beat his meat.”
Lisa’s warm mouth over Sally’s pussy felt
so heavenly. She

sighed and petted Lisa’s head as the pretty girl sucked her
cold
pussy lips. Then the tongue exploded into a flurry of
activity,
snaking here and there inside Sally. Sally breathed with
little
cries of passion, well beyond caring what other people thought.

The only thing in her world now was Lisa’s sweet mouth, and
the
thumb that was snaked back into her vulva. The thumb plunged
in
and out while Lisa’s agile tongue flickered against Sally’s clit.

Sally pulled Lisa’s face tight against her pussy and humped
her
sex against that sweet mouth. She could feel the heat all

through her body.
Releasing Lisa’s head, Sally grabbed both
of her tits and
began twisting the nipples in her fingers, while she held her
tits in her hands. The added fire in her tits, shot down
through
her stomach and joined that in her loins. She immediately
felt
the beginning of an orgasm building. Sally opened her eyes
and
saw light flickering in the bus. In desperation she looked
out
the window and saw the passing lights of a town. They would
be
stopping soon and all the lights would be turned on. She must…

Her orgasm suddenly exploded. She clamped her legs around
Lisa’s
pretty face, and pulled her face tightly against her
thrashing
pussy. Each time a wave of pleasure struck, she mashed her
wet
sex against Lisa’s mouth. Lisa sucked and tongued without a
break. The brighter passing lights allowed Sally to watch
Lisa
enduring her final orgasm. It was absolutely beautiful.
Lisa
looked so sweet, even with her juice covered face half hidden
by
Sally’s soft thighs and warm mound.

“Oh yes,” Sally sighed as the orgasm
began to fade. Lisa
continued a steady pressure on her pussy, vacuuming any
juices
from her crotch so they would not stain her clothing.
Finally,
Lisa sat up and kissed Sally’s knee.
“I need to go clean up,” Lisa said with a
quick smile. She
looked out the window and laughed, “Perfect timing,” she said
and
hurried away. Sally quickly slid her clothing back into
place
and sat up. The driver’s eyes were on the road, so he must
not
have known anything was going on. There was still a strong
smell

of pussy in the air, but other than that there was no trace
of
the wonderful thing that had happened there just a few
minutes
before. The lights came up as Sally began brushing her hair.

She touched up her makeup and looked up with a smile as a
shape
appeared at her side. With a sigh and a trace of cold air, a
young man of 19 or 20 sat in the seat uninvited, even though
there were thirty empty seats around them.
“You looked like you needed a little
company,” he said with a
confident smile.

“No, no I didn’t,” Sally said in
disdain.
The man sniffed the air, then looked down
at Sally’s crotch
with a smile. “I think you do,” he said with a meaningful
look.
“Get the fuck out of my chair,” Lisa
said, grabbing a handful
of hair. She dragged the man out of her seat and gave him a
shove.
“What the fuck? I’ll kick your
fucking…”
“You’ll get shot in the face with my 38,”
Lisa said in a low
voice. “Now get the fuck out of here, WE don’t want any.”

“Fucking dyke,” he grumbled and made his
way to a seat near
the front.
“I’ve got go,” Lisa said hurriedly as she
grabbed her bags
from the opposite overhead compartment.
“But we haven’t finished,” Sally said in
desperation.
“I’ve got to get off here, I’ve got
friends who are expecting
me. Some are coming with me to California.”
“Maybe I could…”
“You DON’T want to go with me,” Lisa said
with a smile.

“These people are very large and dirty, they ride bikes, and
have
sex constantly, with anybody who’s available. You go on and
make
a good life for yourself. I’ll be out later and I’ll look
you
up.”
“Here’s my name,” Sally said as she
scribbled her name on an
envelope and handed it to Lisa.
“Great, thanks,” Lisa said and shoved it
into her jean’s
pocket. Lisa brushed at her dirty knees and grabbed her bag
off
the seat. With a smile and wave she hurried to the front of
the

bus and jumped off. The driver waited for her at the baggage
compartment, then pulled out two more bags. Lisa was loading
the
bags onto a cart as the bus pulled out into the darkness again.

Sally looked back longingly and saw Lisa
look at the bus
briefly, then start for the terminal door.

Sally never saw Lisa again, but she did
think about that
night often, just as Lisa predicted. Sally was sitting in
the
wardroom of her newest ship one night, nursing a cup of
coffee,

when a fellow officer sat in the chair across from her.
Sally
looked up with tired, bloodshot eyes, then sat up straight
and
gasped when she saw black hair and ivory smooth skin. The
blue
eyes flashed up at her and Sally knew immediately that she
had
made a mistake. The woman was not Lisa.
“Wow, deja vu,” Sally said quietly. “I
thought you were an
old friend of mine. You two look almost identical.”
“She must have been a very good friend,”
the woman giggled
and pointed at Sally’s chest. Sally looked down in
embarassment,

then smiled slyly and put a arm over her chest. Her nipples
were
rock hard.
“She was the very best friend,” Sally
sighed dreamily.
“I’ve had a few like that,” the girl
said, but I wouldn’t
mind having one more. I’ve never had that effect on another
woman, well not that I know of.”
It was the start of Sally’s second
lesbian affair, but it
would definitely not be her last. With her sweet pixie face
and
blonde hair, she was hit on often, mostly by men, but with a
few

women mixed in. She had made a good life for herself.

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2008-Mar-31 - Movie Gallery From Teen Anal Hardcore

Erica is taking two cock today, one white and one cock and both thick and juicy. They get her mouth first then they took turns on their pussy. As a last act before the finale they take her at the same time, one digging her throat and the other her ass hole. What a sexy threesome.

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2008-Mar-31 - THE COED

Madelyn opened the front door and invited in her young visitor while yelling over her shoulder, “Vic, hurry up and get down here, she’s here!!!” “Won’t you please come in and have a seat, my husband’s upstairs getting ready, my name’s Madelyn but everyone calls me Maddie, and you must be Samantha!?!” Nodding her head the young blonde replied, “Everyone calls me Sam, its nice to meet you!” “You’re a college student,” Maddie said, “what year are you in?” “Uh, a junior,” Sam replied, “I’m majoring in business!” Maddie was about to ask another question when a voice boomed from the other end of the room, “Sorry I’m late, I hope I didn’t miss anything!!!” “Sam,” Maddie interjected, “this is my husband Vic, late as usual!!!” Vic came up behind his wife and kissed the nape of her neck and replied mischievously, “Don’t listen to anything she says about me, she’s always telling lies!!!” “So,” Maddie began, “let’s get down to business, you said five hundred over the phone, and that’s for all night, right!?!” “Sam took the five one hundred dollar bills that Maddie had just handed her an replied, “Correct, for all night, but I have to leave by seven, because I have a class at nine!!!” “Okay then,” Vic said heartily, “let’s get the show on the road!!!”

“I usually find that it helps to break the ice if we could have a little wine,” Sam offered, “it just seems to loosen everybody up a little!!!” “Good idea,” Vic remarked, “I’ll go some glasses and be right back!!!” While Vic disappeared into the kitchen leaving the two women alone, Maddie asked, “C-could you just take off you blouse, I’m dying to see what you have hidden under there!?!” Sam smiled, and without saying a word, unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders with a shrug! “OH, my,” Maddie said with a small moan, “you have a very large chest, what size bra do you wear!?!” Sam chuckled a little at the older woman’s excitement and said coyly, 34DD, do you think that’s too big?!?” When Vic suddenly appeared with a tray containing three glasses of white wine he gave a low whistle and opined, “Very nice, Sam, very nice indeed!!!” “You’re not gonna believe this,” Maddie said to Vic, “Sam asked if she thought they were too big!!!” Vic laughed and replied, “You’ll have to excuse Maddie, Sam, she just loves big tits, and from the looks of things, she really loves yours!!!”

After sitting for a few minutes nursing their drinks, Maddie piped up, “I think its time I help Sam take off the rest of her things, don’t you Vic!?!” Vic took another swig from his glass and with a wave of his hand said, “You go, girl!!!” The two women stood facing each other, but before she made a move to start removing the young woman’s clothing, she pressed her self up against her, and gave her a long deep kiss, which Sam eagerly returned!!! “You are very beautiful,” Maddie breathed, while leaned around and licking the blonde’s ear, I think it’s time we take off that bra!!!
“Sweet jesus,” Vic remarked when the two huge globes of tit flesh fell from the over sized brassiere, “it’s hard to believe all that developed in a short twenty years!!!” Maddie didn’t say anything, because she couldn’t, that being with her mouth all ready attached to one of the big rubbery nipples that stood proudly erect on Sam’s chest!!! When ten minutes later she was still devouring the luscious nipple, Vic interjected, “Maddieeeeeee, I think it’s time we move on, Sam won’t have a nipple left if you don’t give her a break!!!” Maddie gave the big nub one more suck before turning around and sticking her tongue out and Vic and replying, “Okay, you finish undressing her if you’re in such a hurry!!!” Sam stood in front of Vic as he slid her jeans down over her hips, revealing a pair of very skimpy white lace thong bikini panties! He looked up at her said while running his hands all over her ass and thighs, “You’ll have to excuse Maddie, she’s just so hung up on your boobs!!!” Sam giggled and said, “You mean you don’t like my tits?!?” “Uh,” he replied, “that’s not what I said, it’s just that I like this too,” as he buried his face into her crotch, while tonguing her through her thin lace panties!!!” Sam’s legs buckled at little when the insistent tongue found her clit, so she put her hands on his shoulders to help keep her balance!!!
“She tastes so sweet,” Vic said between licks, “I just love young pussy, don’t you!?!” Maddie was busy taking off her own clothing, and although her boobs weren’t as big as Sam’s, she never the less had a very firm body for a woman of fifty two, she shamelessly paraded in front of Sam, while feeling up the young girl’s chest, and fingering her own slit with her other hand!!!

After about ten minutes of this, Maddie, now panting like a bitch in heat gasped, “Come one Vic, it’s my turn, it’s time for some girl-girl sex!!! Reluctantly Vic gave up his prize, but he could also appreciate what he was about to witness, as Mattie lay down in the middle of the carpeted floor, while carefully maneuvering Sam over her in the classic sixty nine position!!! To Maddie, Sam’s gaping pussy was like putting raw meat to a ravenous dog, and in the blink of an eye, her mouth attacked the defenseless organ and attempted to devour it!!! Sam’s head rolled to the side and she groaned out loud as the vicious attack on her swollen clit went on unabated, until finally, with no place else to put her head, she let her own mouth drop down to rest on Maddie’s open vagina!!! Even though he wished his own mouth was where Maddie’s was, he had to admit, watching his wife with another woman was one of the biggest turnons he had!!! The only thing audible in the living room, was the loud licking noise coming from each woman’s pussy, except of course for the frequent moans that each of them made into the burning snatch of the other!!! Vic’s eyes began to glass over, but he still had the presence of mind to pull out his pecker and give it a hard fist job while watching the mutual suckfest going on not more than five feet away from him!!!

Maddie’s hip began to slide around while the tension in her pussy was building to a fever pitch as
Sam used her soft insistent tongue to drive her crazy, alternating fast quick hard strokes with soft lazy ones!!! Maddie, however, wasn’t in this boat alone as her own tongue was doing more than its fair share to drive the pretty little blonde haired covered pussy to ecstasy!!! Even with the thirty plus years age difference, it was amazing to see how similarly these two women responded
as their cunts were wracked by a series of clit numbing orgasms!!! Both of them bucked their hips, trying desperately to induce more pressure onto their swollen pussies, while at the same time greedily sucking and licking the gaping slit that was drooling hot juice all over their faces!!! At the same time, Vic’s fist was blur on his shaft, pounding up and down until his nut sack tightened, and his sperm erupted all over his belly chest in a heart stopping climax that left him shaking like a leaf in a hurricane!!! Seeing the pretty little blonde with the big tits lying on top of his wife and sucking her hairy mound, well, that was more than her or any man could have taken!!!

After everyone had had a few minutes to recover, Vic joined the two women on the floor, having
Sam mount his now again stiff pecker, and Maddie sitting on his face while the two women faced each other!!! While Sam was rocking back and forth on his pecker, Maddie pushed her already wide open cunt hard onto his mouth, allowing the women to press their boobs together and kiss passionately’ with their tongues exploring each others mouth!!! Grinding crotches, that’s what it was, the two women grinding hard, Sam onto Vic’s thick erection, and Maddie onto Vic’s hot mouth!!! Vic could sense when the end was near, because both women’s pace increased dramatically, with Sam now bouncing up and down on his shaft, while Maddie was squishing her
pussy on to his face and at the same time trying to suffocate him!!! For Maddie it was a combination of seeing Sam’s huge chest bouncing around while she was fucking herself on Vic’s rod, and from having her cunt eaten out by a true cunt lapper like her husband, that started her pussy to go through a series of rapid contractions that signaled the onset of a major orgasm!!!
To Sam and Vic it was like switch had been turned on, and they too were swept along in wave after wave of pleasure, as the three partners climaxed in perfect unison!!!

The next morning as she prepared to leave, the last thing Vic and Maddie did was each give one of Sam’s nipples a good bye suck!!! Vic slipped her an extra c-note and said, “Like I said, Maddie always did like big tits!!!

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2008-Mar-31 - The Joy Sex Club

Tags:  group sex, mature, exhibitionism, voyeurism, couples Couple encounter a philanthropic organization of desire

The Joy Fuck Club

By WrathofWilde

 

Joy and Mark have been living the happy but catatonic suburban life together for a decade.   Both are in their 40’s, prosperous and would have to be considered very attractive and social by nature but they’ve perfected the middle aged malaise.   Sure, Joy has always had a flair for the dramatic surprise but we know how it can be after so many years when your romantic life is pushed aside by family and friends.   They live in one of those manufactured communities perfect by design, perfect in attitude and perfectly suited to Prozac.

 

Last Friday Joy walked across the street with a pitcher of Manhattan’s to her best friend Annie’s house.   Now dear reader, Prozac thresholds be damned this is not a happy sign as Joy has essentially reached her limit of tolerance.   Her purchases of lingerie, candles and even some naughty porn for Mark have gone for naught.   But both wives and husbands are best of friends with each other and by and large that can make them golf widows for days and weekends on end.

 

Joy commiserating over her second drink: “Annie, I need to do something.   I had it out with Mark the other morning when he told me that he was paired with a foursome at the club.   I just blurted out to him: What would you rather do, play golf or have a twosome with me on a Saturday morning?   And you know what Annie, the dumb jerk actually hesitated for a second!�

 

“I’ve reached the point where I spend more time thinking about the Good Vibrations website than I do my husband!�

 

Now what’s a friend to do at a moment like this?   Should she talk about the weather, look at the activity schedule for the Junior League or fess up to what she and Daniel have been up to for the last year.   Annie knows that there’s no going back if she opens herself up to Joy.   She and Daniel were in a similar predicament a while back too so she relates.   Can this be a secret between the two of them?   Is Joy the type to get on the phone with mutual friends within minutes spilling the details?   All good questions; which was why Annie was having a pensive moment looking out the living room window.

 

“Joy, you know that Daniel and I had pretty much the same issue last year remember?�

 

“Yes, but I haven’t heard you mention a thing since last Spring…did you work it out with Dan?�

 

“In a way we did, but it has changed us forever.   I don’t mind his golf trips as much as I used to anymore, when he comes back home one of the first things he does is grab my hand and fucks me in a way that always reminds me of the time before we married,�

 

“Oh puhleeeeze, I’m serious Annie.   I don’t know if the problem with Mark is about me,

or what?   Mark couldn’t care less about the effects of Viagra.   Sometimes I think the only club he cares about is his Driver.   So I’m thinking its something about me.�

 

“Joy there’s a club in town that meets once every two weeks.   Its filled with people just like us: sexy and very attractive and. ………formerly very frustrated.�

 

“It’s a club just for couples, couples that would like to spice things up in their bedroom.�

 

“What do you mean by that?�

 

“It’s a club pretty much run by the women although you’d never see an unhappy guy there.   The women meet at a members house once a week and talk about ideas to spice up their love lives�

 

“You mean they really talk about sex to each other?�

 

“Yes, and there’s something else too.   Members are sworn to secrecy but we all help each other out in any way we can when it comes to helping a member.�

 

“Oh gawd, that sounds like a sex Co-op, where is this?   It sounds perfect for Boulder.�

 

“No, silly woman its here and its members are all around you.   Daniel and I were introduced last year and I can say that it has had an amazing effect on us.    Daniel now calls me his “love slave� and can’t keep his hands off me.�

 

“Tell me more�

 

“Not now, there’s a meeting next week and if you’re up to it I’ll ask the other women if we can have one more couple as members, and if they say yes I’d like just for you to come.�

 

Annie did what she promised and the girls got together at another members house over drinks and discussion where they accepted the idea and responsibility of another couple�.

 

The next week the women invited Joy over for drinks and talk:

�Joy, we consider ourselves philanthropic organization of desire.    What I mean is it’s our role to allow each member to experience their desires and fantasies to the limit.�  

 

“Wait, are you telling me that you’re a Swing Club?�

 

“No, that’s not our role although I have to admit more than one member here would like to do just that.�

 

“You mean that if I become a member any fantasy that Mark and I have you’ll see to it that it actually happens?�

 

“Yes, that’s right.   We all have fantasies whether we admit it to ourselves or not that have gone unfulfilled.   Usually it’s because we’re all too shy to admit it to ourselves, or our husbands.   I mean, we all know what our husbands can be like and none of us here wants to be divorced so we focus on helping each other out.   So far not one couple has ever divorced that’s joined our little club.�

 

“But Joy, if you and Mark are going to be real members you’re going to have to tell us something about yourself.�

 

At this point, fueled by the demon rum, Joy tells a tale from the deep dark recesses of her mind, a story that has triggered many an orgasm for the longest time.

 

The next morning Joy informs Mark that they’ve been invited to a sexy party at the Brown Palace Hotel in Denver and that she wants her man looking his best.   She also explains he’s under the threat of severe litigation without prejudice if he goes on any golfing excursions, but afterwards he can play golf to his “hearts content�.

 

At this point Mark’s eyes are narrowing and he knows something’s up but Joy assures him that all will be fine and that no matter what he’s to enjoy himself at the party, whereby he quietly acquiesces.

 

The evening finally arrives and Joy looks stunning.   You know the phrase that “less is more� well, reader it was in full effect this evening.   Joy still retained much of her natural beauty and only had to dab a small amount of make up.   She decided on a dress that was barely more than just a slip…something she would never normally wear especially in their social circles.   It was very light, fitting for Summer with simple straps over her shoulders and an uplifting bra, which the little black dress revealed admirably.   A touch of perfume on her neck and new strappy heels that she knew would accentuate her shapely tan legs.

 

Mark on the other hand finally got an excuse to wear an elegant tuxedo shirt, open at the collar and black slacks purchased ages ago.   Joy secretly stole glances and watched him dress with what she felt was a bit of nervous apprehension which caused her to secretly smile.

 

Upon arrival at the hotel suite the women were absolutely glowing, radiant would be an understatement and the husbands couldn’t be more supportive and friendly.   Sure, the men except Mark knew what was going to happen and that, Mark was still in the dark.

 

After the preliminary introductions dance music was to be heard coming from hidden speakers in the suite, the drinks were flowing and the lights were dimmed.   Mark reconned there must be at least 6 couples at the event but he couldn’t detect a common theme for the event.   At some point in the evening Mark noticed a change in the mood of the couples.   Joy was talking, and what appeared to him to be actually flirting with another man.   Even he would have to admit the man was handsome but in a rough around the edges way with calloused hands……and no!   He actually touched Annie’s bare shoulders and hair!

 

From across the room Mark had noticed a pair of women in conversation and what seemed to him to be discrete glances in his direction.   In ordinary circumstances he would have felt privately flattered but he suspected something about this party wasn’t quite right especially when he detected an odor harkening back to his college days: Pot!

 

At this point the two women subtly glided to Mark and introduced themselves by placing their flat palms on his chest as they complimented on how much the adored the fit of his tuxedo shirt.   Could Mark be more intoxicated by their attention, glances and perfume?   He thought not.

 

Meanwhile Joy was thoroughly enjoying the attention of more than just one man as she realized she was chatting, laughing and yes, flirting with what had to be three of the most attractive men she’d talked to in ages.

 

“Joy, my wife told me your fantasy, kudos to you.   Its not often that a fantasy comes round that all the members can participate in.   I’m not sure who’s getting a bigger thrill me or you.�

 

“He’s right Joy, my cock has been twitching all day long, I can’t tell you how pleasurable that is.�

 

At this point Annie took it upon herself along with another woman to make sure all the drinks were filled and the time was right, the air in the suite being a heady mix of what she was sure was not just cologne and perfume but the essence of sex as well.

 

With a bit of flair Annie opened the doors leading to the bedroom section of the suite.   The king bed was covered in a canopy with a linen gauze not unlike what you’d find in the Amazon.   Around the bed was an array of scented candles that added to the mystique and allure.

 

Annie took it upon herself to offer a toast to their new guests at which she took the glasses from Joy and Mark’s hand and nodded to the other ladies to take out the blindfolds.  

 

From behind Mark noticed multiple feminine hands descend on his buttons and zippers, belts and shoes where his last vision was of the woman who’s hand was on his chest moments earlier pull aside the straps of her dress to see it crumble to her feet.  

 

Meanwhile Joy had the luxury of being guided to the canopied bed by two men and another woman who lingered undressing her, taking care to seduce this woman by touch and whispers.    She reclines backwards, blindfolded and between the legs of one of the men she eyed earlier, yielding to the multiple hands that roamed and caresses her legs, taking care to massage her breasts with oil and play with her nipples till Joy’s quick intakes of breath confirmed her immense pleasure.

 

How does a man keep his balance while blindfolded when he realizes his cock is being suckled by a sumptuous, warm, wet mouth that’s eager to swallow him whole?   He leans back into the arms of attentive women who hold him in place while their hands to roam to his chest and abdomen.

 

Joy has yielded to the inevitable of her fantasy as she realizes that she herself is receiving the pleasure of sumptuous lips and tongue within the folds of her pussy.   Can it be that one of the women from the group is now licking and tormenting her pulsating pussy?

 

“Is that what a woman feels like� she thinks to herself, somehow she thought the sensation would be softer and delicate but in fact reminds her of a boy from high school many years ago.

 

With blindfolds still in place Mark is guided to the bed where he remains thoroughly intoxicated by the sensations surrounding him.    After so many years with Joy, his confusion gives way to ecstasy, his cock being swallowed by lips never experienced before.

 

A moment later a firm hand takes hold of his cock and urges it forward with the remaining hands allowing him to retain his balance.   He finds is cock dipping into a second inviting warm wet sensation where his hips shift into their primal dance.   His mouth remains in lock with the lips of a second woman who quickly shifts her mouth to his left nipple and sucks hard.

 

Joy remains surrounded by sensation as hands continue to stroke and touch her clit as her back arches to meet the male between her legs.

 

The pace can simply not last too long, both are so long deprived that even minimalist attention brings quick rapture.   Feminine fingers find their way from behind Mark to his balls where they firmly support him with a loving grip where he slides over the edge into the abyss of orgasm.

 

Joy senses the increased tension if her partner, arching her back to accept his downpour of semen into her body, while at the edge of her own brink of orgasmic freefall when she utters a groan of rapture.

 

Impossible to deny the voice, so long having been the love of his life that Mark bends down and kisses the familiar mouth with sincere passion.   Astonished and a bit bewildered as his senses come round, he leans round to her ear and whispers:

 

“Promise me you’ll love me forever?�

 

 

 

 

 

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2008-Mar-31 - Cori! What a perfect Body!

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2008-Mar-30 - Sweet redhead that's on 2 cocks!

Glory is horny, eager to please and cute as. This natural redhead barely legal sweetie loves to sexually play around with guys and when the fun times turn into fuck times she's ready for a go. But when another guy comes in and wants some of that ass, she gets a little scared! Glory manages to get both guys off while they rip into her hot little mouth and tight wet pussy. She even takes a full on double splash in the face as both guys' cum drips from her face.

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2008-Mar-30 - Tina and Torry explore each others teen bodies

We took Tina & Torry out to a really nice luxury house one of the guys owns and didn't tell them why. After we got there we let the girls dress up and do their make up and finally we took Torry upstairs and told her what we wanted to do. We expected the girl/girl action to be a surprise for Tina, but boy were we wrong! Both teens got into having sex with each other quite easily and their orgasms surprised even us!

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2008-Mar-30 - Couple fucking in living room

Alex and Jessie are watching some TV and relaxing after a day of work. Alex scoots on to Jessie's chair and starts to rub her pussy. What this couple doesn't know is that their landlord has hidden a cam in their livingroom while they were at work today. Not sure what he wanted to catch them in the action of doing but what he is going to see is this couple in hardcore action. Jessie sucks Alex off and fucks her from behind and then takes her to the chair where he really fucks the heck out of her.

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2008-Mar-30 - Night Terror

“Come on, people, stand away from the
door please,” the tour guide yelled to the happy, milling people.
His eye invariably fell to the cleavage of the nearby blonde in
the scant bathing suit. It was a unique costume for gliding,
very original and attractive. It had most of the males in the
cable car groaning in agony and lust.
The harsh overhead lights dimmed
momentarily, breaking the tour guide’s amazed stare. He tore his
eyes away from the blonde’s ample cleavage and looked out the
window at the approaching platform. He hoped that nobody noticed
the bulge of his cock, hard and thrusting against the material of
his pants.
“How do we know the gliders are safe?”
the blonde asked, intentionally returning his attention to her.
The tour guide swallowed twice before he could answer. As his
eyes went to the blonde, he used a steal will to keep his eyes
from going to her chest. Her companion, an equally blonde and
flawless male, smiled at the tour guide’s dilemma. He liked
seeing the reactions to Anne’s amazing figure. It made her seem
more… attractive, more desirable.
“Wa… we test them before we leave.
Each one has been tested. You will see that I will pick a glider
at random, I use no special machine. I would not jump off a 3
thousand foot cliff without a tested glider.”

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“Wonderful. Are there any rules against
having sex on the way down,” she asked in her innocent, little-
girl voice.
“Oh God,” the tour guide groaned, turning
away so he could push his cock down into his pants without being
observed. The car bumped into the platform, coming to a sudden
stop. The tour guide fell through the doors as they opened. He
waited for the crowd to exit before he grabbed one end of a foam
box. His assistant grabbed the other end and they carried the
heavy box out onto the landing. The group watched curiously as
the tour guide repositioned the box and threw open the lid.
Inside were a jumble of archaic looking torches and a jumble of
web-belts, each containing a 6″x12″ pack on the rear.
He handed the first torch and belt to the
blonde, before she had the opportunity to bend and retrieve one
herself. Her thin blouse strained to contain her breasts,
bending could bring forth and explosion of female flesh. The
tour guide couldn’t stand such a sight He was already horny as
hell and there was no prospect of having his hard cock taken care
of in the middle of the night, on top of a mountain.
“Oh look,” a cute black-haired woman
said, pointing down the slope toward Aspen far below. “Why are
the lights shimmering?”
“The air currents,” the tour guide said,
handing her a torch and belt. Her hand sagged under the weight
of the belt.
“How can something so heavy, be lighter
than air?” she asked, looking at her companion.
“It’s the electronics,” her companion
said in disdain. He was obviously a CEO type, slightly balding
and looking for a thrill. Gliding was the next step up from
bungie jumping.
“Technically, it’s not lighter than air,”
the tour guide said, thrusting belts and torches into the hands
around him. “It’s slightly heavier. That’s why it’s called a
glider. You still fall, but at a dramatically slower rate.”
“I feel like the statue of liberty,” a
young gay man said, posing dramatically with a torch in his
hand.

“On guard,” his companion said, striking
a fencing pose. They pretended to fence, clanging their torches
together, to the complete horror of the tour guide. He hurried
forward and slapped down their torches.
“Please, those are very special devices
and they cost a fortune. Treat them with respect.”
“I’m an olympic athlete,” the second gay
man said, holding his torch aloft and pretending to run in place.
The tour guide whined in frustration. Sometimes he wished he
could bitch-slap a few of the assholes in these groups. On the
other hand, he thought as he watched the black haired woman reach
down to adjust her socks. The bulge of her perfect ass, and
rounded pubes in her black form-fitting tights was bordering on
illegal. He could think of many things he would like to slap on
her, but not with his hand.
“Why do we have these?” A portly man in a
black windbreaker asked, bouncing the torch in his hand.
“We are called Liberty Gliding Tours, so
it’s made to look like a replica of the statue of liberty torch,”
the tour guide explained. “But it is much, much more than a
simple light source. True, it’s made to provide the most
pleasant light, very conducive to night gliding, but it is also a
recording device, to record your Aspen vacation, and a GPS
tracking device in case any of you try to escape with our
valuable equipment or, God forbid, in case one of you goes down.
There is also a tracking device in the belt.”
“I’m going down,” the buxom blonde said,
pretending to whisper. She elicited several giggles from the men
around her.
“Now, everyone turn on your gliders and
step forward, two at a time,” he said, clapping his hands. There
was actually a steep slope below them, not a cliff. If the belt
failed, they may be cut and bruised, but not killed.
“Nobody leaps until I say so,” he said in
a serious voice.
“How do we control them?” the black
haired girl asked nervously. She stepped so close that her hair
brushed his nose. It smelled like watermelons. He had a perfect
view of her rounded breasts, as she bent forward to play with the
pack resting against her cute ass. The guide had to resist the
urge to touch them. She looked up into his startled face.

“I was just getting to that. Do all of
you see that little disk on your belt, the one on your left side
in a pouch?”
“This one?” the black haired girl asked,
lifting a half dollar sized disk on a wire.
“That’s it. The controls are as simple
as they can get. Hold that disk in the palm of your right hand.
Hold it over your shoulder a little… yes, perfect,” he said,
looking around the group with their hands held in the air.
“First squeeze the disk to set it to the
position most comfortable for you, then move your hand, and the
disk inside, left or right, to go left or right, up or down to go
up or down. It’s that simple. With practice you can do tricks
such as rolls, somersaults, or spins.”
“Waycool,” the blonde said, doing a
little dance with the torch and disk held in the air.
“You two first,” he indicated the blonde
and her partner. He was getting tired of her teasing, and her
partner’s smug smiles. Step up to the platform,” he said,
turning them slightly to make sure each had a red light showing
on their packs.
“Ok, raise your disk hands, squeeze, and
step off.”
“Oh God,” the blonde said and stepped
off. Her long, nearly naked body glistened in the torch light as
it gently glided off the platform, dropping slightly at first,
then gently gliding down the hill. Their movements were jerky,
at first, until they grew used to the controls. They heard a
piercing streak, then laughter. Looking down the hill the tour
guide saw the torch rolling over and over as the two blondes did
somersaults in the air.
“That’s so dangerous,” the tour guide
said under his breath.

“Doing somersaults is dangerous?” the
black haired girl asked, stepping up to the edge of the
platform.
“No, doing them so close to the ground is
dangerous. If you people get the urge for aerobatics, do them
with more altitude. You have hours to descend, if you like, you
don’t have to skim the slopes like they are.”
The black haired girl and her partner
stepped off. Next were two boys in their late teens. They gave
each other an evil smile as they turned off their torches and
leaped into the darkness. The tour guide new they planned on
terrorizing the other gliders. Good, it would add to the
excitement.
“Next,” he waved the gay men forward.
“Have you ever glided alone and naked,”
the first gay man asked the tour guide in an intimate manner.
“Naked, yes, alone, certainly not,” he
said, giving them a little push. They laughed and jeered as they
disappeared into the darkness. Their torches cast a glow over
the slope as they descended. Each torch made a pleasant island
of light, in a vast sea of darkness.
“My God, that’s so beautiful,” a red
haired woman said. She was last, and alone. It was funny, he
couldn’t remember her arriving with the rest. Of course he had
not been giving his group his full attention.
The tour guide had his own belt for this
very reason, in case there was an extra unpaired tourist.
Everyone on the tour was required to fly in pairs.
“I know, it’s magnificent. I love this
job,” the tour guide said gently.

“It’s very romantic,” the girl said.
“It is,” the tour guide agreed while
strapping on his belt and checking the red light on the pack,
before he spun the belt around into the proper position. He
checked hers, then looked at her expectantly.
“Why don’t they simply double over and
hang by their belts,” she asked nervously.
“A power field, similar to an invisible
board, will spring up at your back the minute you step off. It
adheres to your body while the belt is activated, until your body
makes contact with the ground. You’re nervous, aren’t you?” he
asked shyly. She nodded with a quick smile.
“Your belt is on. Simply raise your hand
and step off… when you are ready. Look, there goes my
assistant in the cable car, now you have to jump, there’s no
other way down.”
“Now or never,” she said, leaping into
the darkness. The tour guide stepped off with his hand raised.
He dropped it slightly, speeding up to join his partner as she
rushed down the hill.
“What if I lower my hand too much and
plow into the ground?” she asked as the wind whipped her hair
into her face.
“It can’t, there is a fail safe mechanism
built into the belt. You could descend entirely under the
control of the belt. It won’t allow you to touch the ground
until you reach the beacon at base camp. Slow down,” he yelled
into the rushing air.
“How?”

“Lift your hand,” he said patiently. She
did and slowed almost immediately. With a sigh of relief the
tour guide slowed as well. The wind had been cold. Now that
they traveled slowly, the warm night air warmed him again
quickly. He turned his torch down and shined it on the passing
ground. Trees and bushes drifted by in dim light of the torch.
It reminded him of how the bottom of a shallow lake looked, while
drifting by in a boat.
The torch automatically intensified when
the ground dipped slightly, like a search light piercing the
darkness. A cricket squeaked in the night, first growing louder,
then falling behind them as they glided past. Fireflies blinked
in a large clearing below. The cable car passed 100 yards away,
descending quickly and passing out of sight between two small
hills.
“My God, this is so beautiful?” the girl
gasped again. Look there’s another city,” she pointed to the
east.
“From the very top of the mountain you
can see seven major cities,” the tour guide nodded. He suddenly
noticed how the torch seemed to light the different angles of her
face, giving her a classic, unreal beauty. Her dark red hair
seemed to have a life of it’s own. Like a medusa, her hair
spread around her in tiny, beautiful red tentacles, ever-moving
and ever-seeking, perhaps a new victim or lover.
“I can’t even see the other’s,” the red
haired woman said shyly. “We’re all alone.”
“It’s a large mountain and we are but
small mortals,” he said, pretending to quote some famous
author.
“Are you a member of the mile-high club,”
she asked unexpectedly.
“Is that a proposition?”
“And if it was?”

“I would be honored,” he said, altering
his descent to draw closer to her.
“Hand me your torch,” he said, extending
his hand.
“Why?”
“Unlike the others, I know how to turn
off the recording devices,” he said with an evil laugh.
“You mean those first two blondes…” she
stopped, giggling to herself.
“Every little bump and grind will be
recorded,” he said, giving the base of her torch a deaf twist.
He handed the torch back and did the same to his own.
“They should make a wonderful movie.
Now, we are truly alone,” he said, gliding closer until they
touched. He inhaled deeply of her unique perfume. It was
enticing, irresistible. She suddenly looked VERY desirable. In
fact she just might be the most beautiful woman he had ever met.
Her green eyes seemed to grow larger as he looked into them. He
believed that her hair even glowed brightly, but he refused to
take his eyes off hers. In a moment her hands sought his
body.
“There’s a mesh bag in your backpack to
hold clothing,” he whispered. She reached back and found his
first. It was attached to his belt by a strong cord.
In a moment they were both naked. Cold,
in the chilled evening air, the guide was happy to make contact
with the redhead. She was warm and soft against his skin. She
seemed to melt into every curve and bump as if they were made for
each other. He ran his left hand over her soft, ample breasts.
His breath came faster as he ran his hand down to her soft
pliable ass cheek and held it in a firm grasp. His lips met
her’s, her tongue snaked into his mouth, searching as if it had a
life of it’s own.

The guide felt himself getting hot,
hotter than he could ever remember getting with previous women.
This girl was different, like the first time he’d ever made love
to a woman, only stronger. He was shaking like a school boy.

His hand snaked into the crack of her
ass. His tongue explored her mouth, while his fingers explored
her ass.
Spinning slowly as they drifted down the
mountain, with their right hands intertwined and held above their
heads like dancers, with the disks contained inside, they kissed
and withered in the air as they passed slowly over trees,
streams, and meadows.
The guide released the redhead’s hand and
sank down her body until he faced her soft breasts. With a
gentle touch and soft lips he kissed and explored her breasts
until she shivered beneath his touch. She was breathing rapidly,
out of control. She suddenly dropped her hand to grab his face,
and was pulled out of his arms.
“Release the disk,” he called as she
fell. “The belt will fly itself,” he whispered, dropping his own
hand so he could join her. They both slid the disks into their
pouches and held on to each other, exploring, kissing, shivering
under the lips of the other. In a moment they went into the 69
position. The tour guide nuzzled her soft, swollen pedals of
flesh. She smelled sweet and delicious. His eager lips sucked
her pussy lips into his mouth. He pulled on the flesh of her
pussy, then sought out her clit and sucked briefly. His tongue
suddenly slid in and out of her warm envelope of flesh.
She gasped and withered beneath him. He
felt his cock enter her hot lips and slide completely inside.
The guide had a firm 6 and 1/2 inches of cock, it was enough, if
not enormous, but he had never seen anybody take his entire
length into their mouth right up to his balls, until now. It
felt heavenly. Her nose was pressed against his balls. Her
throat muscles worked over the length of his cock, milking it
even though her mouth never move.
The guide’s mouth sucked her clit. His
teeth pulled and released it, then he sucked harshly, while his
nose sank into her dark, sweet vulva. Her juices coated his face
and nose. He worked his face farther into her pussy. She was
hot on his face. He felt as if her pussy would engulf him,
swallow his face first, then the rest of his body like a snake
eating a frog.
Her soft thighs bent forward and he found
his head clamped between her legs. His hands sought and clamped
onto her firm ass. He ate her savagely, wanting to make her feel
as wonderful as he felt. He could feel the fire building in his
loins. He would cum in her mouth, while she came against his
face. He wanted to sink his cock into those hot, wet, pussy
lips, but there was plenty of time, all night if they liked.
“Oh, uh, uh, unh,” she groaned,
withdrawing her mouth so only the head of his cock filled her
lips. She groaned even louder, her cries beginning to echo off
the rocks and trees below. Her lips sucked the head of his cock
automatically, while she concentrated on the pleasure spreading
between her own soft thighs. The tour guide was good, very
experienced.

With his face tightly clamped between her
legs she humped her hot sex against his face, while he lapped her
pussy with long, hard strokes of his tongue. She withered,
crying ever-louder. Suddenly she stiffened and screamed,
clamping his head in a death-grip, she shuddered and pumped her
pussy against his face. The guide wanted to pull his cock out of
her mouth before she bit him, but she refused to release it.

He stopped trying when it was evident
that her orgasm was lessening. In a moment she lay limp in his
arms, breathing harshly around his cock.
The guide held completely still, with his
mouth held over her wet pussy, unmoving other than a gentle
sucking motion. In a moment her legs opened, as if by magic.
Holding onto his waist, she turned and faced him, then kissed him
passionately, even though her juice still coated his face. She
smiled and licked his face clean, while he squirmed in
discomfort.
“I want to fuck you hard,” he whispered.
Somehow she looked even more beautiful in her disheveled state
with her hair going in all directions, her breath heaving in her
chest. He was just inches from her face, her hard, pointed
nipples pocked against his chest. Her warm skin seemed to give
him comfort, and a sensual pleasure.
“Let’s make love now,” he gasped, before
kissing her again. She responded eagerly, then pulled away. A
shadow crossed her face. He wondered if he had said something
wrong, but a sudden smile lit her face again, before she kissed
him and turned and turned to slid down until she hung between his
feet. She held each of his feet in her hands. She pulled until
her crotch met his. He quickly positioned his cock downward and
entered her dripping wet pussy. One of her legs was in his face.
He hugged it tightly against his chest. The other was behind his
back. From this position his cock seemed huge inside her. It
sank between her hot, wet lips slowly, gently, endlessly.
Eventually her pelvis was pressed tightly against his own. She
held onto his legs and began pulling herself against him. He
moaned in pleasure as his long cock sank up to the hilt, filling
her abdomen with hot meat. The intense heat of her pussy had him
throbbing, straining to grow inside her. He wanted to fill her
to her stomach.
She pulled her pussy into his hard,
throbbing cock, while he held onto her foot and slowly sucked her
toes into his mouth. With his loins growing hotter, he
mindlessly felt her pussy grasping and releasing his cock, as it
slid in and out. Brutally, hurting both her and him, she pounded
her pelvis into his. The wet slap of meat echoed loudly off the
passing scenery. The guide felt like he was entering the kingdom
of heaven. He had never felt so complete, so sexy and brutal.
He was changing, growing, becoming more than just himself. He
now knew what it meant to make love, and he was making love, not
having mere sex. Sex itself was puny and insubstantial, as
insignificant as taking a piss. This was more, this was
love.
They made love harshly, madly, mindlessly
as they gently glided down the mountain. The tour guide new he
would remember that night forever. This woman had spoiled him
for any other woman on earth. There was no other woman on earth
for him, she was the only one. He felt as if his very soul was
being sucked into her body through his cock. He could feel
himself melting into her. He could feel her heat intensifying.
In a moment the heat became uncomfortable, then intolerable.
Where he felt he never wanted to be separated from he before, he
now tried in vain to pull himself loose. Even as his seed filled
her vagina, he struggled to pull free, all in vain.
The tour guide suddenly screamed as the
heat seared his flesh. He tried to push the woman away, but they
seemed to be glued together. He could smell his flesh cooking.
Agony ripped through his body. In a moment the heat of her body
melted through her web belt and she fell a dozen feet to the
ground. She landed on her feet like a cat, naked and glorious.
Like a lion, she shook her hair back and sniffed the air. She
looked up at the screaming, burning man and a frown darkened her
face.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, then ran off
into the forrest.

“One by one the tourists glided into base
camp. The last two, the tour guide and an unknown woman, were
drifting slowly toward camp, in no great hurry. Later they
appeared to drift far apart, drifting gently perhaps under
automatic control. An hour later the woman’s burned, empty belt
approached the base camp and dropped to the ground. Fourteen
minutes later, the tour guide drifted in. His body was blackened
and lifeless. women screamed, men turned away in horror. A
search and investigation began immediately. Since both belts
were burned, technicians immediately checked the belts for a
malfunction, only to find they were functioning perfectly.
The coroner was tempted to rule the death
as spontaneous human combustion, but chose to make the official
cause of death, “by unknown causes.” An intensive search for the
woman’s body began. She was never found. Months passed and the
search was called off. Stories of ghosts, meteorites, and
terrorists circulated, but nothing was ever found. It was one of
the 21st century’s greatest mysteries.

Lars Paterson rubbed his hands together
in front of his fireplace. He looked at the empty wood box and
sighed. It was cold outside. He hated to make another trip to
the wood pile, but it was necessary. The snow looked beautiful,
gliding past his front windows, but it was cold.
He bundled up and opened his front door.
To his amazement, he saw a beautiful red-haired woman standing in
front of his door, looking down at his welcome mat, rubbing it
with a bare foot. She was stark naked, leaning against the door
sill. She seemed to be exhausted although not cold. She should
have been freezing. But the only thought which entered Lars’
mind was that she was alone and naked. He gasped and stepped
back, then ran forward and pulled her inside.
“My God, you must be freezing,” he said
as he grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around her.
She flinched away from him at his words,
but eagerly welcomed the blanket. “No, but I’m hungry and tired.
Can I stay?” she begged with big green eyes that seemed to grow
as he looked into them.
“Sure, sure, stay as long as you like,”
he gasped, holding the blanket around her naked body.
“Where did you come from?” he gasped,
noticing her enticing perfume.

“I’ve been through hell,” she said with a
dark, serious look. She slowly turned away. A brief wicked
smile which lit her face. Her eyes glowed briefly. She licked
her lips, then turned to face him. “Pure hell,” she said again,
before pulling him into a kiss.

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