After parking his wife’s practically new minivan away from all the other cars, the shade of the mall’s parking garage was a relief from the summer sun. Dave bent down to get his receipt. He knew the store wouldn’t take back the wrench without it. Sitting up, he saw some little black Honda had just pulled alongside and blocked his door. Jerk off, Dave thought. Looking down, he saw blonde, luxurious hair splayed across the nude midriff of a hairy guy. The guy had his tee shirt pulled up to his chest and his pants around his knees. The blonde was already involved in giving a guy a serious blowjob. Dave wasn’t sure what to do, but watching her lick and suck was making him horny. He imagined her hair gently caressing his belly as she licked his balls and stroked his cock. He knew that he was supposed to return the wench and come right home, but being blocked in made it a different story. He couldn’t help watching as the girl sucked on the head of the guy’s cock while gently fingering his balls. He watched the guy’s hips rise slightly to meet her mouth; he heard the guy groan.

She looked good. Dave hadn’t seen anything but lovely locks and manicured hands. Still, she looked like she knew how to give a blowjob, and she looked like she enjoyed it. As she sucked her guy’s schlong, she began to strip. Her mouth still in place, she unbuttoned her blouse and slowly stripped it off. “Oh Baby, yeah. You look so good, you feel so good. Keep going,” the guy said. She slipped out of the blouse and rubbed her breasts against his thigh. “Oh Baby, your titties are so nice.” He reached forward and cupped a boob in one hand, fondling it. She sucked and played with him, running her fingernails over his balls and the shaft of his cock while she worked the head with her tongue. Then she would dive deep; his dick would almost disappear into her mouth as she grabbed both balls in one hand and gently squeezed. Dave couldn’t take anymore; he slid the driver’s seat back and reclined two notches. A boring Saturday, blocked in the van and a little porn show going on outside his window, he figured what the hell. He unbuckled his jeans, picked his ass off the seat, and slid them down to his ankles. He wriggled into a better viewing position and slowly massaged his own cock as he watched. Read more

Frank wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his glove and continued to prune the Seymour’s roses. It was 12:45, and like clockwork, he heard Dee and her friend Tanya wander through the back garden. He peeked out from behind the flowers and saw them walking barefoot to the gazebo with a picnic lunch. Dee wore her customary, lightweight flower print dress. Her bright smile and golden corn silk hair gave her a goddess like beauty. Her dress hugged her hips and highlighted her perky tits. Dee’s hard nipples pressed against the thin cloth, making it obvious that she wore no bra. She saw Frank working in the garden, flashed him a broad smile, and waved. Frank waved back and pretended to prune the flowers; instead he watched the women. With short dark hair and olive skin, Tanya was Dee’s opposite. Her full, round face matched her full rounded body. A skimpy halter-top left vast portions of her giant jugs bare; her dangerously short cut-offs exposed wide moonbeams.

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The pair sat in the shady part of the gazebo. Frank moved around some other bushes where he could watch without being seen. The two women fed each other ripe peaches and plums from the basket. They let sweet juice run down their chins, allowing the other to lick it up. When they were satisfied, Dee closed the basket and put it aside. With the warm sun on his back, Frank stared as Tanya stood in front of Dee and put one foot up on the bench. Her whole broad ass was hanging out of her shorts; the crotch was wedged between her smooth cheeks like a thong. The dark one leaned forward and kissed the goddess hard on the mouth. It was clear who was in charge today. Frank slowly crept closer. His cock hardened and pressed against his shorts as he watched. The blonde dug into Tanya’s crotch and began rubbing her pussy. Tanya reached out and tweaked a nipple. “Oh, so wet already,” Dee, said. “I’m always wet for you, Baby.” Read more

I’d been with Engine 12 for about five years, in and out of all kinds of hairy situations, but this was the first time I’d ever been laid up for any length of time. We were working an abandoned warehouse fire, probably accidentally set by some wino trying to keep warm. Damn cross beam fell and knocked me flat. If it wasn’t for my suit, it probably woulda crisped me pretty good. Bad enough that it ripped up my back and shoulder muscles, making me hobble around like some crip. Docs said if I stuck to my rehab, I’d be back to my beefy, bouncy self in a few months. Months! Hell, it’d only been three weeks and I was going bonkers from boredom. My body screamed at me every time I tried to move. Got so bad I finally took to sleeping on the pullout with some plywood under the mattress. The wife offered me the bedroom but what type of guy would I be if I made a lady sleep on the couch? Besides, it was easier to fix up the pullout. With a cranky body I was really into easy.

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With my muscles all ripped and twisted, sex wasn’t so easy. It was freaking impossible. We gave it a try. The damn pain just kept getting in the way. Nothing like a good sharp blast of pain to chase a hard-on away. Frustrating as hell, for both of us. I mean, my wife is a babe, guys get hard just watching her walk down the street and here I am, with all that beautiful blonde nakedness in front of me, and my dick keeps going limp. Unfair, that’s what it was, real unfair. The sadass wino that burnt down that freaking building was probably getting more pussy than me! So, anyway, I was sleeping on the pullout, at least I was trying to sleep on the pullout. Some nights the pain meds would just knock my ass right out but, then I’d roll over or something and the pain would come knocking. I didn’t have to answer the door. It’d just bust the damn thing down. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling a bit sorry for myself when I heard a moan coming from our bedroom. Read more

Lynn checked her watch; it was 8:30. If she left now, she could get to the mall just as it opened. She ran upstairs and went into their little office; Martin was at the computer. “What’re you doing?” “Checking my email.” “Oh, well I’m going shopping. Is there anything you want?” “Yeah, a blowjob.” “No, from the store.” “Nope,” he said, staring at the computer. “Bye Sweetie.” “See you later.” Lynn went and started the car. As she was about to leave, she remembered her lipstick on her bureau. She went upstairs, got the lipstick, and poked her head into the office to say goodbye again. Martin didn’t even notice her. He sat, staring at the computer screen, pants around his ankles, beating his meat. Lynn slipped silently into the room and stood behind him to see what was on the screen. She watched as he clicked through several browser windows, each with a different woman fucking a large dildo. Some women were thin, others fat; it didn’t seem to matter. Martin stroked his engorged cock harder and faster. When Lynn thought that he was about to cum, she put her hand on his shoulder. “So, that’s what you like,” she said softly.

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Martin jumped in his chair, banging his fist and his cock on the underside of the desk. He turned to see her glaring at him. “Why didn’t you just tell me?” she asked. Lynn turned and quickly left the room. Martin struggled to get his pants on then shut down his browser. Damn it! I knew I’d get caught sooner or later, he thought. He zipped his pants. He wondered if he should follow her to the bedroom or just leave her alone. Better to be tossed out after trying than not to try at all, he figured. Slowly, he made his way to the bedroom. “Honey? Are you ok?” Peering in he couldn’t see her. “Go sit in the corner,” she commanded from the bathroom. Martin shivered; the tone of her voice gave him the creeps. He went and sat in the armchair in the corner of their bedroom. “Close your eyes.” Martin obeyed. He couldn’t think of anything better to do. He was busted and he knew it. Better to just sit tight and do what she says, he decided. “Okay, open them.” Read more

It had been over a month since I had been fired from that miserable laundry place. The old man had moved me around from one job to another, it was no wonder I couldn’t make sense of any of them. Finally, when he had me working all by myself at night, the buzzard caught me masturbating on a pile of dirty laundry. People from the old country just don’t understand that a girl has needs that sometimes have to be dealt with. Besides, judging from the cum stain on his trousers, I suspect he was playing right along with me in the dark but, yeah, I get fired. Real fair, right? Who knew finding a job would be so tough? I’m young and healthy with a shapely body and a pretty face. My long, black hair is straight and clean. How come all these freaks and losers have jobs but nobody was hiring me? I was beginning to think there was some kind of black list against hiring pretty Chinese-American girls, I swear. At least that day I had an interview. I’d filled out dozens of applications without hearing a word back. I figured this was, at least, a chance and I was determined to make it pay off.

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I dressed in a nice white blouse. It was a little bit tight and showed the roundness of my breasts but it was the best one I had. The black skirt was perhaps a little short but showed off my shapely legs and with the pantyhose I figured it made me look like a sexy business woman. The black pumps completed the outfit and gave my cute tush a nice uplift. Sitting in the waiting room with a bunch of dowdy looking girls I felt, in comparison, like I looked competent and confident. As each one was called in before me, though, the waiting was getting on my nerves. My name was the last one called. I strutted into the office and closed the door. There was a nice looking white man with curly brown hair sitting behind the desk. He looked only a few years older than me. His tie was loosened and the sleeves on his white shirt were rolled up. He had nice strong looking tanned arms. I took a seat at his request and he gave me a warm smile before starting with his questions. He was very friendly and I was trying to answer the best I could. Leaning forward to make a point, I felt a button pop on my tight blouse. I started to sigh with frustration and a second button popped. I could not believe this was happening to me. At first I was angry and embarrassed. Then, I noticed his nice hazel eyes looking down at my light brown, firm 34Cs with interest. I leaned forward a little further to give him a better view. Sometimes a girl has to use all her tools. Read more

The email was direct. It was directed to me and no one else. The message in its body was succinct. It made its point. “Cum see me cum- A live masturbation demonstration… just for you.” There was a time to log on to the site. I could watch her fuck herself during that time with different toys. Five in the morning on Friday before Christmas and minutes before I was to log on, another email came in. “Ready for my demonstration?” it read. I replied anxiously, not knowing who she was and I stated in my reply email. “Yes I am.” Then I logged on. Her face, I couldn’t see it. It was not blocked out. I just couldn’t see it. Her hair was dirty blond from what I could tell. But I saw her breasts, I saw her body, and I saw her pussy. Yes I did. Her pussy was shaved, shaved clean. It was bulging too. As big and extended as it was my body began going out of control thus sending me into a hormonal rage of sorts. “Mmmmmm isn’t this nice” she asked in a soft voice. I didn’t even notice, didn’t pick up on the voice at all. I simply watched, watched her as she ran the long tubular toy down over her pussy’s opening. “Mmmmmm it does feel awesome” she said. Yes it does I thought. I bet it really feels awesome. I touched myself. Alone, in my den, and watching the sexy young girl taunting me, tantalizing my every fantasy, and provoking me to get harder and harder, I reached inside. I grabbed hold of it and I squeezed it hard, very hard. Oh fuck what a fucking nice body, what fucking nice looking tits too, and what a fucking awesome cunt with pussy lips out to here! And it was a really nice set of pussy lips I had been looking at. They swelled forever. It appeared to be the size of a tennis ball or something similar.

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“Ohhhhhhh” she managed to utter quietly. Her voice was sexy and young like her body. “I wish this was you” I heard the young girl say. I told myself I wished it was me too. “Don’t you?” she asked over her web cam. I didn’t pay attention to anything but that long tubular device, shoved deep inside her dark swollen wet hole. I was horny. I was holding my cock. I was holding it firmly. “Ohhhhhh god yes” she said a little louder. “Oh god yes is right” I uttered. “Where the fuck do you live girl?” I said into my microphone. But she didn’t answer. She may not have heard me. I wished she could have. I would have moaned in harmony with her as we both masturbated together. My pajama bottoms were down, the lights in my room were off, and it was me and only me up in my home as I watched the sexy trim body fucking herself for me making me hornier and hornier by the second. “Orgasm… come on orgasm bitch” I said quietly. “I wanna see it. I wanna see that cum come out of it. Now bitch now” I said a little louder. I had become too rambunctious, too eager to see it. I wanted to see that white thick recipe ooze out of her folds. Oh fuck yes those folds of hers were the fleshy overlapping tissues offering themselves up to a guy like me opportunities to her fountain of life. “Fuck me girl. Fuck me forever and ever and ever” I exclaimed under my breath as I stroked my cock hard. “Is it good for you because it’s good for me… mmmmm ohhh yes, yes it is” she said as I saw her ass rise upwards off the mattress. Then I saw it. I saw seepage. It was miniscule, but there was some seepage and it was good. I looked down. I had pre-cum. This was good too. I looked at the monitor. I heard her rumbling louder, more consistently. It was all good. She was magnificent. She was incredible. She was fucking sexy for… for god I don’t know how old she was but she was sexy. Read more