| Families of Sex I - Couples |
Families of Sex I
Couples
Table of Contents
Chapter I First Contact 4
Chapter II A Visitor 6
Chapter III Interuption 8
Chapter IV Discoveries 9
Chapter V Carrie's Friend 11
Chapter VI Older Friends 13
Chapter VII New Friends 15
Chapter VIII Confessions 16
Chapter IX The Next Morning 23
Chapter X Close Shave 29
Chapter XI Unwanted Personelle 36
Chapter XII Secrets 37
Chapter XIII Realizations 45
Chapter XIV Reprecutions 46
Chapter XV First Times 52
Chapter XVI Confrontation 56
Chapter XVII Discovered!!! 60
Chapter XVIII Mother & Daughter 64
Chapter IXX Plans 67
Chapter XX Another Story 69
Chapter XXI Wedding Plans? 72
Chapter XXII Hallways & Bathrooms 75
Chapter XXIII Delayed Plans 78
Chapter XXIV Relief 82
Chapter XXV Cured? 84
Chapter XXVI Invitations 86
Chapter XXVII Problems 90
Chapter XXVIII Flowers 92
Chapter IXXX Just Meant to be 96
Chapter XXX Animal Lust 101
Chapter XXXI Conclusions 105
Chapter XXXII The Agreement 107
Chapter XXXIII Painful or Pleasurable 110
Chapter XXXIV Consoltation 115
Chapter XXXV Arrival 117
Chapter XXXVI Options 121
Chapter XXXVII Gifts 125
Chapter XXXVIII Threesome 127
Chapter IXXXX Changed Plans 132
Chapter XXXX Trip Time 136
Chapter XXXXI House Shopping 139
Chapter XXXXII Loans 143
Chapter XXXXIII Acceptance 147
Chapter XXXXIV Another Mate? 149
Chapter XXXXV Completion 155
Chapter XXXXVI Mornings 158
Chapter XXXXVII Birthday Present 160
Chapter XXXXVIII Home Coming 163
Chapter IL Peeping Tom 166
Chapter L Dinner Plans 169
Chapter LI After Dinner 175
Chapter LII Surprises 182
Chapter LIII Breaking the News 185
Chapter LIV The Doctor 187
Chapter LV Guests 189
Chapter LVI Requests 192
Chapter LVII Appreciation 194
Chapter LVIII Changes 197
Chapter LIX Surprise Presents 203
Chapter LX Doctor's Appointment 209
Chapter LXI Wedding time 213
Chapter LXII Decisions 218
Chapter LXIII Reunion 222
Chapter LXIV Birth 224
Chapter I
First Contact
Carrie and I had been going together for about six months, we never really
went past necking. Until that faithful day in August. I was walking her
home as usual. Only when we went inside the house we didn't go into the
kitchen like we usual did.
Once we were
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| How I became a sex slave |
It all started when I was fourteen. I was not your typical kid at
that age, girls really didn't turn me on, and, I had never though about
boys.
I had lived five miles from my junior high-school, so I had to rely a
lot on the local public transportation system, which was slow and to often
infrequent for the bus I needed to get home, so I hitch-hiked a lot.
I had been used to taking rides from strangers by the time I had been
picked up by Terry. Terry was a man in his mid thirties, business-man
looking with suit and tie, fancy car, and not a bad looking guy. He had
picked me up near the school where I hitched almost every night in order to
get home,, started to drive off with me, and after about five minutes of
talking, put his hand on my crotch. I was scared, I had no way of avoiding
him, he was bigger than I was, and I couldn't jump out of the car, the car
was moving, so I did nothing, I just let him play with my cock through my
jeans, I had no choice, I figured it was either that or risk getting killed
by jumping out.
He had been kind and soft with his cock massaging, and, in no time I
was hard, and I started to feel even better, it felt good.
The next night, he was there again, I wasn't sure whether or not I
should take a ride from him or not, but, I decided, why not, I liked the
way he made me and my cock feel. Well, this went on for a couple of weeks,
before he announced that tomorrow, he would take me to his place before
driving me home. I had said "Yes" to him but deep down inside I was
scared, I didn't know what to expect the next day.
I didn't get much sleep that night, I was fantasizing most of the
night wondering, what I can expect from him, would he hurt me, or would it
be the most beautiful, wonderful feeling I ever had. Who knows?
The next day, he was there again, waiting for me, and I got into the
car, smiled at him, and off we went to his house. Once inside, after
removing my coat, he escorted me down the stairs to a fully furnished,
lavish basement filled with a chesterfield, a love seat, some chairs
and a pool table.
We both sat down on the chesterfield and he immediately started to rub
my crotch through my jeans while he kissed me, with full tongue, the first
time I ever had been kissed with full tongue, and I practically melted in
his arms, the kiss felt
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| Now that's what I call Cybersex |
He looked at the clock in the bottom left corner of his screen
- 22:15. After a quick sigh, he clicked his left mouse button and sat
back. From his right, his computer emitted a short eerie electronic
wailing noise. "Still working." he thought. "Still wasting my phone
bill." But he was not to realise just what it would bring to him this
time.
He logged on to the Internet, and waited for the new messages
on his most-accessed newsgroups to come in. In the meantime, he had
received some mail - 5, 6, 7 ... still going. "That's what you get
when you're on two mailing lists, I suppose. And none of it is of any
use." he mused to himself. He flicked his mail program back to where
the messages were coming in ... nothing worthwhile on
alt.binaries.sounds.tv; nothing on birmingham.misc ... nothing at all
of interest really.
He then clicked on alt.personals.fetish; he had placed a
message on that newsgroup earlier that day, and he wanted to see if it
had appeared, and indeed if anyone had replied to it. He quickly
scanned down - there weren't many new messages since his last check
that afternoon, but he liked to check regularly, just in case he
missed something. In any case, messages on a few of his favoured
newsgroups did fill up rather rapidly, and he never liked waiting for
hundreds of message headers to be downloaded. He soon spotted his own
message, and also that there was a small reply. Eagerly, he
downloaded the message, only to be disappointed that, on reading it,
it contained merely a colon and two closing brackets. He looked at
the return E-mail address, and then searched Deja-News to check if the
addresser had sent any other messages, but without success. He was
just about to disconnect from the Internet, and go back to playing
Worms, when his computer suddenly made another eerie electronic noise,
like before. He started to get a little worried, and looked at his
computer strangely. He knew it certainly shouldn't be doing that!
The noise continued for a few seconds, and then stopped. From
the back of the computer, a strange mist seemed to be emerging. The
man's first thoughts were "Bugger", "Virus", and "Oh my God I've blown
the computer." However, the mist seemed to be coming out in a line,
and be flowing directly towards him. Soon, a small trail of white
mist was flying round him, and the computer soon stopped emitting
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| Sue's Sex for Profit Adventure |
I was in the bath room, a bit amazed at being here. It just isn't
me!
"But I knew it was coming," I thought.
Earlier that evening I kissed my husband good-bye, and asked
"Are you sure this is OK, Tony?"
"More than OK. See you later. I can hardly wait for you to
get back home." He gave me a box. "Wear this, ok?"
I hung my suit coat on the hanger, and thought some more about
the circumstances.
Only 2 months ago I was on track for closing a huge
contact for my firm - almost $10,000,000! It was a career
maker: VP, corner office, everything I worked for over the
last 5 years.
Tony and I had been excited about it, and knew it was
a deal that should close, but the last minute details kept
stalling it.
I took a sip of wine from the glass I brought into the bathroom
with me. I was also aware that I was pretty aroused.
Then there was Tim, the client.
It started out formally. He was Mr. Ward, and I, Ms. Quinn.
After a few late night sessions it became Sue and Tim.
And then Tim began flirting.
Tony was at first amused: "Of course he'd flirt with you.
He's, what, 15 years older than you. You are beautiful,
and smart. Any successful normal man would. Besides,
what's flirting now, in these days of sexual harassment?
Did he wink at you?"
It really was innocent enough. He'd take my arm when we
crossed a street, for example. And not release it
promptly on the other side.
And then, at a working dinner a month ago, after a hard
negotiating session, he asked for, and got, a hug, and we
kissed cheeks.
I told Tony. I also told him Tim seemed to have an
erection, and wasn't shy about letting me know it when we
hugged.
Tony was getting a bit turned on by all the attention
this powerful man was giving me. Then, when he whispered
to me a few weeks ago while we were making love that he
thought Mr. Ward might want to do what he was doing, I
wasn't quite shocked, since my mind had been drifting in
the same direction. And I was a bit excited by the
thought, too.
I don't think I can spend too much time in here. I don't want to,
for that
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| Babysitting can sure enhance your Sex life |
The very first time I baby-sat for a young couple I'll call Al and
Barbara, I discovered a magazine rack loaded with foreign-
language pornographic magazines. Wow! what sexy pictures!
couples fucking and sucking in all sorts of positions, men fucking
women's cunts, assholes and mouths and shooting their cum up
their cunts, assholes and into their open mouths, and women
getting down on each other, ramming big dildos up each other's
cunts and assholes as they licked and sucked each other's cunts,
anuses and clits. The whole assortment made me so horny that I
took off my clothes and frigged myself, reaming my hot cunt with
my fingers until I had come three times. My pussy was drenched
and swollen by the time I had finished all the erotica available. I
had even managed to insert two fingers into my anus while I
rammed my thumb up my cunt and had experienced an orgasm the
likes of which I had never had with boys, even though I was 20.
When Al and Barbara returned, the magazines were still on the
coffee table and I was ramming the neck of a wine bottle up my hot
wet cunt. They teased me about having looked through their
"collection" and remarked how hot I looked with that bottle rammed
up my pussy. Barbara moved to my side and grabbed the bottle
and began to stroke it in and out of my hot cunt as she bent her
head down and licked my exposed clit. Al proceeded to strip his
wife, removing her skirt and blouse to reveal her full firm tits and
shaved pink pussy. Barbara pulled the wine bottle out of my pussy
and began to eat me in earnest as Al stripped, showing off his big
stiff 9 inch cock.
Al moved to Barbara's exposed cunt and began to lick her swollen
clit and cunt lips as he probed her anus with two fingers. Barbara
begged Al to fuck her cunt and I watched as Al slowly rammed his
big dick up her pussy as she ate my cunt, making me cum and cum
and cum. Finally Barbara climaxed and Al pulled out of her
stretched pussy and asked if he could fuck me. As I was not
wearing my diaphragm I told him I was afraid of getting pregnant
and offered to suck him off. Al was delighted and straddled me,
offering his stiff cock to my waiting mouth. I devoured his cock,
ramming it deeply down my throat and sucking it like a big popsicle.
Barbara began to tongue and finger Al's asshole while she
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| Master SExxx |
The phone conversation had been short but the message had been
interesting enough to get her warmed up. Her Master was bringing a
friend, a stranger to her, home to share their play tonight. She hoped
her hardening nipples did not show through her blouse or that anyone
geussed she was getting wet between her legs. Her Master was bringing
someone new for her o satisfy along with him. She wondered all day
about what he would have her do, what they would do to her that night.
She arrived home early and undressed, waiting as directed in the play
room. The play room was a sizeable, well heated room of mats, leather
padded furniture, and various kinds of toys used for the pleasure they
sought. The girl had served many men and women in this room and had
endured much pleasure and pleasure/pain. Each time it was different as
each of life's experiences are different for those who know where to
look and how to look.
The girl sat in the dimly lit room, the light of candles playing
across her taught, strong body, clothed only in a thin gold chain
around her waist. She waited with anticipation and was tempted to
touch herself, to rub her clit and pinch her nipples as she waited for
the men. She did so momentarily but remembered that her pleasure was
greatest when she waited to take her pleasure at her Master's hands
and under his knowledge.
The men arrived on time and entered the playroom accompanied by the
music and the candlelight. She knew to greet the Stranger and she went
to him, looking into his eyes and running her fingers up and down his
chest. She licked his nipples and then kissed him softly. Then she
looked to her Master who smiled warmly and motioned toward the wall.
They stood the Stranger against the warm, padded wall and placed his
wrists in leather thongs firmly attached to the wall. His arms were
now held above his head.
She looked again to the Master who smiled, looked down at the man's
semi-erect cock and then to the Girl. "Make him feel excrutiating
pleasure while I watch. Make him beg for release. Serve him well and I
will be pleasured also."
She began by pressing her nude body against his, close against the
wall. Licking and nibbling his neck and shoulders as her hard breasts
brushed against his chest. She leaned forward and bit his ears and
kissed him hard and long on the mouth. Her tongue let him know
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| Outdoor sex |
I had made a date with Laura to have a picnic, and it had been all I
could think about. I was filled with excitement, hoping that what
would begin as a picnic would lead to much more than that. She was
such a gorgeous woman - red hair, skin that was forever flushed, a
very slim but curvaceous body. When she looked at me her deep brown
eyes would melt my soul, and I had spent many an hour imagining how
beautiful she must be in the nude.
We met, as planned , at the college and she took my arm as we headed
for my car. She seemed as excited as I to get started. She was full
of energy, dressed in a tee shirt and short shorts, and I had a hard
time taking my eyes off her legs as we sat in the car together. But,
it was a short drive to the spot where the hiking trails began.
Before long, we had jumped out of the car, I had grabbed my backpack,
and we were on our way.
The day was warm and bright, a picture perfect day for a picnic, and
we both commented on the fact as we started off down the hiking trail.
The birds were chirping and the beauty of nature, as it always does,
made my heart sing. I had taken her hand and it felt warm and soft in
my own - and so on we walked down the path under a canopy of trees
like a couple of kids in love. We had hiked for about half a mile,
first through the forest and then alongside some empty fields when I
changed direction, leaving the path and heading off across the fields.
We went a hundred yards or so, over a rise, to a place in the field
where we could not be seen from the path, and I announced that this
was where we were having our picnic.
I put down my backpack and began pulling things out. First was the
blanket which we spread out on the ground. After that came a bottle
of red wine, two glasses, some cheese and crackers, a large covered
bowl of freshly cut fruit, two roast beef subs, and a small bouquet of
flowers. She was obviously delighted with my preparations, and we
sat down and began to enjoy our wine together. We enjoyed some of the
subs I had brought as we lay and talked, and were both especially
enjoying the fresh air and the feeling of the sun beating down on us.
Soon however, we had had enough of the subs and began feeding each
other the fruit. Her lips looked so delicious as I fed her a
strawberry that I could no longer resist. I commented that some juice
was running down her
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| Midnight Caller( A phone sex story) |
One night I logged off the computer, no one was really on and I was beginning to get bored with the little games I downloaded. I went to bed and watched some movies, then tried to go to sleep. All I ended up doing was tossing and turning. I was suddenly startled by my phone ringing since I usually turn it off when I head for bed. I looked at my caller ID, but nothing came up but I hesitantly picked it up anyway. I heard a somewhat familiar voice on the other end.
"Hello angel", the man said. I only know of one person that would call me that. Especially since I already know some of the little pet names my other male friends call me. It was him. I was shocked and curious as to why he'd call me. ME of all people. I tried to hide my giggle, but all I could do was smile to myself. "Am I bothering you? Were you sleeping?" he asked. "No you weren't bothering me, I was just laying here fidgeting, trying to fall asleep until you called" I responded with a little laugh. "Well maybe I could help you go to sleep" he suggested. "Hehe, what, are you going to come over and take advantage of me?" I asked him. He laughed softly and told me no, he had something better in mind. We chatted and such...I asked him if he honestly liked my stories I had sent him, he told me yes, he enjoyed them very much. I was flattered. I mentioned to him that I had many stories in mind, I just needed more inspiration to get them started. I wondered if I could tease him a bit, well he did say he liked my voice...what more could I do? I started purring into the phone, he asked what I was doing, so I told him. He didn't elaborate on whether he liked it or not, but I just kept on doing it. His voice was stirring me up as well which he might have known, since my voice and breathing changed. "Something wrong?", He asked. "You honestly want to know?", I asked him. "Yes, tell me" was his response. "You're voice is turning me on" was my reply. I asked him what he was doing since I heard his breathing change as well. "I'm stroking my cock" he said. That turned me on even more. "Does that bother you, that I'm stroking myself?" he asked me, his voice was so sexy it sent chills through my body, making my nipples hard. "Why don't you join me?" he asked. "Are you wet already?" Ohhhh if he only knew how wet I was already. "Yes I'm wet" I replied. "I don't have to put my fingers there, I can feel it coming out from me" was my response. "That's so fuckin' hot" he purred to me. "Oh god", I muttered very
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| The sexual lifestyle of a Bisexual Exhibitionist who does more that just flirt with both sexes. |
This is the first of many stories of my sexual adventures and how I got to be the person I am today.
I am not actually sure when my husband and I actually became members of the Lifestyle. All I know is that when I was in my teens I loved every aspect of sex.
I knew that I was Bisexual very early in my teens. As I grew up and started getting to think seriously about one mate I knew that the person I chose to be my lifetime soul mate had to have the same sexual interest.
I have been with lots of guys (and girls, and I knew that I wasn't Gay) and I still hadn't found a guy who could handle my sexual appetite and be cool with the idea of my having sex with other guys and girls.
Sure I found lots of guys who loved the idea of me being with other girls. Name one guy who doesn't have the fantasy of seeing 2 girls together. But add that with being with another man. They freak and loose it. They are not obviously comfortable with their own sexuality. They are to insecure an miss the point. It's not that I don't love them, it's just that I love seeing and having more than 1 cock.
Anyway's I thought I would never find the guy until I met Mike. On our first date I told him up front what my sexual interest and desires were. He was very cool with that. Yah sure, a guy will say anything to get in my pants, that's what I thought until he asked me to fuck another guy. How cool is this.
After that we just hit it off. He loves pussy and so do I and he knows that being with another man doesn't mean that I don't love him. He doesn't get jealous. We knew that we were made for each other.
In the beginning of our relationship it wasn't like that we were meeting people and fucking every week, every month etc. Actually it was more like once in a blue moon. If I saw someone that appealed to me and the timing was right and we were all agreed on it then we would play.
That's how our relationship was and is.
We have had straight (or monogamist) friends and well, to be honest we have found that they are phony when it comes to sex or my openness toward sex or worse they talk bad about what we do, but in private want to have sex with me just so they can say they experienced a Bi sexual relationship or make their husbands happy.
To me that is total bull shit. I have people like that. You either are or your not. So we got tired of those friends and we decided to find
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| Sexy Saturday night at the local Club, (TRUE STORY) |
SEXY SATURDAY NIGHT AT THE LOCAL CLUB.
As any of you who know us very well can witness, we BOTH love to
dance. So, this weekend was no exception.. Saturday after a 4:20
appointment, we arrived at the club ready to dance.. As both of us
are over fifty, it takes a little while to "get loose", in more ways
than one. hehe
As usual, I had some funny shit to share, we had our laser pointers
that say, nice tits, and nice ass, or big dick, and finally if the
females get any attention they don't want, it can
say, "fuck off".. haha
Usually we have several bi gals sitting at our table, but tonight
someone had taken the chairs so we just had some friends floating
nearby. We have always noticed in times past that this nice looking
couple, (from out of town), was especially friendly and would try to
chat, and stand very near to us. We have always thought they were
nice looking, but never had the opportunity to do anything with them.
As we did our sexy dancing, we noticed they kept looking at us,
differently..
I didn't want to scare them off, but out of curiosity, I asked him if
they were swingers?. He said, no, we come together, and always leave
together... I thought Soooooooooooooooooooo what... so do we... But
before he got away, he did indicate that they were attracted to us.
So, next time on the floor, we danced over to them and sorta nuzzled
up.. This prompted him to ask if we wanted to switch partners, (just
for dancing). As shelly and I had already discussed doing that, we
jumped right on that.
I noticed that he led shelly away, over in the center of the floor,
away from our direct eye contact, and as I found out later he had
quite a thrill, dancing with my baby.. lol She said when he
would pull her in to feel her huge tittys, that he would let out a
squeal, or when he put his leg between hers, and rubbed her wet
pussy, here came the squeal. even louder... hehe
Needless to say, he was one Happy (Elvis Costello look-a-like) camper
that night.. He even thanked me for letting him dance with my
wife..
Well, his wife is pretty nice looking as well, and has a nice body..
We pretty much danced like the song dictated, with all the bump and
grind, and I have to admit it, I quite enjoyed myself.
That same night, after we got settled, I noticed a familiar
couple, sitting at the table next to us, with
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