Sexy Scribe

My cousin Judy got married when she was 16. His fidelity was my age. They’ve been out for fourteen years. He tried to take her virginity but she wouldn’t leave it.

At 16, he asks him to marry him and she consents. She told me she was gonna save herself for her wedding night. And she did until the week before the wedding.

She was talking to one of her friends who told her that Judy’s fiancée had been at a party a few weeks before asking Judy to marry her. He had drunk and wounded two friends of Judy who were also at the party.

I watched like Larry pulled his dick out of her pussy and got the sex tube from her desk drawer. He pulled a bunch of slippery stuff out of his new secretary’s hole. Her name was Amy. He rubbed her a little on his cock covered with pussy juice and put her to his asshole. It was an ebony work of art. At 51, she was the oldest that Larry had ever fucked. It was also the first black woman he had fucked. She had about 5'8" and about 130 pounds. With its 38 DD breasts, its slender size and its fairly generous hips Amy was a very curvaceous package. I saw why Larry went after her, after all that she was a carbon copy of me just a little bit more tan. She was currently bent on the back of the leather sofa in her desk. I watched from my office through a closed circuit camera system. I watched him on my 19-inch screen. There’s a hundred dollars in the fall. You see Larry betting me a hundred dollars he’d fuck her in less than two weeks. It was Friday and exactly five days in the betting and I looked like the head of his dick threw himself in his ass. Ass, it was gonna cost me another note. Our stuff was always a hundred per hole. Of course, mouths don’t matter. I was jealous of him right now, while I saw his big white dick disappearing in his black cave. His shaved balls bounced from his pussy lips while he grossly jumped his ass. She started to groan and grow so he could fuck harder. Goddamn it, how could I beat it? I looked at five long exhausting covers Amy’s face and make him white with his cream. She started using her fingers to push the cream in her mouth when Larry stopped her and leaned and started licking her face’s sperm. After he had finished, he kissed her loud and shared her sperm with her.

“Honey, you don’t really think so, do you?” Connie wasted after hearing what he wanted her to do.

“Yes, honey, I really do. You said you asked yourself what it would be, okay, I want you to know it.” He told her to look in her eyes.

She couldn’t believe it. She only mentioned it a few times, fantasizing with him and now he told him that he wanted her to do it so that she knew and didn’t wonder. Should she? She wasn’t so sure. What would he feel and do if she did it while he looked. It was one of the demands that he could monitor her.

Since she had the day off, they were going to have lunch. She opened the closet to see what she should wear. Jeans, turtle neck, sweater - wait a minute!

She shook her reflection in the mirror, an idea forming in her mind. A little tingle started in her pussy, and she put the clothes in the closet. A little seduction was in order, she decided. And she should get dressed accordingly.

I’d like to talk to you about my education about what a man’s dick can do to a woman. My name is John and I’m 23. Susan, my wife is almost 19. We were married to her 18th birthday, and she was a virgin until our wedding night. Susan is 5'6" tall with a silhouette 35-23-35, blond hair of shoulder length and long legs in shape. She’s so beautiful that I consider myself very lucky to have her as my wife.

I was in N.Y. by visiting a friend who lives in a large building in the center of the city. I arrived at noon for lunch and spent all day talking about old times. I watched my watch and saw it was almost midnight! I can’t believe that time is fast! We said goodbye and I left.

When I arrived at the elevator, I noticed that, for an expensive apartment building, there was not much light in the corridors. As I pushed the button for the elevator, I saw a group of men standing in the hall saying their goodbye to a bunch of people. They must have had a good time because they laughed all and spoke. They left to the elevator. I looked at them and they said, “Hi.” Of course, being the friendly person I was, I said, “Hi” back. We were waiting for the elevator to come. I heard the movement behind me but I pretended to ignore it, when I felt an arm reach around me and stop the elevator and look in their eyes, I knew what was going to happen. I was scared, but deep down, I was so excited! The oldest of men seemed to be in charge.

For a long time, I have tried to bring my wife to entertain other men as part of our sexual experience. She always seemed open to the idea, but the situation never came up to make it a reality. It’s until this weekend. We went to Key West on Friday and we settled in a beautiful station that was friendly. Nothing to see in the open air, but there was an air of sensuality around. Friday night, we did the local clubs and the scene and we went back to talk to several couples and singles around the pool. Nothing happened, but we had a lot of fun. While we went to bed, my wife told me that she had a surprise for me on Saturday night if I was still watching her play. Excited, I told him I was and after a passionate sex, we fell asleep.

As is my custom, I was walking late along the hiking / mountain biking trails. The temperature of mid-January at 10:00 was 35 degrees F so I wore my warm clothes and polar hood. I walked for about 30 minutes when I spent a small parking lot; one of the many scattered paths. The road to the lot was making a turn and bringing a street to a block. During the day there were usually several hikers, runners, joggers, skaters, etc. who often used the trail. The last time I saw a vehicle at the end of the night, it was two years ago. As I approached the lot a truck passed on the nearby highway. It is a badly aligned lighthouse that swept the beam over the parking lot that made a silhouette appear on the windows of a mini-van parked in an isolated section of the lot. I have a glimpse of a pretty ass in the air and a hard dick underneath. I knew someone was getting fucked in the back of that minivan.

Kevin always knew he was different, even as a young child he knew. The girls never interested him for anything more than as casual playmates or friends, and although he loved the girls, it wasn’t like the others. He always knew that he was probably gay, but when you’re young, you don’t really understand all the feelings and emotions that fly inside you while you grow up in adulthood. A affection? It was something Kevin couldn’t even understand by trying in his small middle class of the western city, who else would he show this affection? Because all he knew was the only gay kid in his entire school, and no one suspected that he was queer, and he wasn’t about to go out when he felt that even his parents wouldn’t understand, so feeling alone was something that he used to do. He was certainly looking forward to his first year in State U., feeling sure that at least he would find others in the same boat as he!!! The first weeks of collegial life were haiting to say the least, which with twenty five thousand students in one place was overwhelming and exalting! It was the first time Kevin had been alone for a long time, but he easily moved into a comfortable routine and even began to make some friends in his classes as well as in his dorm. His roommate, Tom, was a fresh man from Chicago, so many nights were spent telling each other’s city life. Kevin had to admit that Tom’s stories were much more interesting than hiss because Tom seemed to have a lot of stories to tell about the girls he had with and the wild sex they had together. Fortunately for him, Tom didn’t really try to throw himself into Kevin’s personal background, so Kevin didn’t even lie about the feats with the opposite sex!

My entry into the world of black sex took some time to happen, but when he finally did…! My husband Ted and I have been changing for several years. We included other men in our sexual lives, but none was black. We started reading these interracial forums and stories and I found myself very excited. I’d fuck my husband’s brain after reading stories, pretending he was our friend Allen. Allen is a black man who lives near us. We were friends of my high school. I saw Allen in our hood several times. He usually wore a small Speedo black suit that was incredibly hot. Once, when things got a little looser and the costumes went out, I saw a big black dick - like nothing I’d ever seen before. From that moment on, I worked to sample black sex.