Posted 10/18/2009 5:37 am
It is 29. A cold and clear midnight. We just returned from visiting friends. I have a few things to cater here on the internet before I go to bed. My wife is waiting for me and as soon as she seems me she will shake her tits wanting sex.
Posted 10/18/2009 7:25 am
My wife took some belly dancing lessons, and shaking the tits and the hips are the main moves. I get an erection each time she practices belly dancing for me, especially when seeing her C-size tits shaking with continuous undulations.
I wish you were my wife! I’d go berserks to fuck my woman in the ass. I keep on pleading with her to let me fuck her there and she categorically refuses. Lately she tells me in a sarcastic way to “fuck Linda she likes it that way.”
We went to the pub. Being a Saturday night, it was really packed, so crowded that we had to squeeze our way in between the standing crowd. I went to one end and Brenda to another end of the bar. It took us no less than 25 minutes to get our orders filled. It was so crowded that I could not see her clearly from where I stood and had to keep on moving around to keep an eye on her. One guy next to me kept on sneezing and I was trying my best to keep my face away from the projectile of his sneeze! Scary with all this flu around. We did not stay long. After an hour or so I felt very uncomfortable and had difficulties to breathe, and I walked out. She followed me a few minutes later and we headed home.
She met two of the guys she had met a couple of days earlier. One of them expressed interest in her and invited her to his room at the dorms. She told him some other time. He wanted to know when, and she told him on Tuesday or Wednesday. After a while this guy was joined by two other guys who were his dorm-mates and he introduced her to them. One was polite but the other was vulgar swearing all the time. He was all the time talking about a woman he “shagged” and how she was begging for more. The first guy, who wanted to take Brenda to his room, kept on asking him to stop but he wouldn’t. She told me at one point when they first entered the pub, while she was pushing her way towards the bar, she felt a hand sizing her ass and hips. She did not stop him. When she turned around to see who it was, the hand immediately ceased to touch her. There were three guys just behind her and she could not tell who was touching her. She also told me that on her way out guys would rub against her on purpose.
Well although it felt very uncomfortable at the pub at least she made some progress. We decided to come back during weekdays and avoid Saturdays. Let’s see what will happen on Tuesday.
Last week she fucked her piano student for the last time. With the school classes beginning she bade farewell to the boy.
Posted 10/18/2009 7:40 pm
We do role playing. My wife pretends to be a call girl or just some slut and precedes me to a bar. I walk in a while later and I pick her up. We go to a nearby motel and we fuck cray like strangers. We adopt a few variations, but I always end up picking her. She never goes with strangers though they do try to pick her up.
We went to the pub. Being a Saturday night, it was really packed, so crowded that we had to squeeze our way in between the standing crowd. I went to one end and Brenda to another end of the bar. It took us no less than 25 minutes to get our orders filled. It was so crowded that I could not see her clearly from where I stood and had to keep on moving around to keep an eye on her. One guy next to me kept on sneezing and I was trying my best to keep my face away from the projectile of his sneeze! Scary with all this flu around. We did not stay long. After an hour or so I felt very uncomfortable and had difficulties to breathe, and I walked out. She followed me a few minutes later and we headed home.
She met two of the guys she had met a couple of days earlier. One of them expressed interest in her and invited her to his room at the dorms. She told him some other time. He wanted to know when, and she told him on Tuesday or Wednesday. After a while this guy was joined by two other guys who were his dorm-mates and he introduced her to them. One was polite but the other was vulgar swearing all the time. He was all the time talking about a woman he “shagged” and how she was begging for more. The first guy, who wanted to take Brenda to his room, kept on asking him to stop but he wouldn’t. She told me at one point when they first entered the pub, while she was pushing her way towards the bar, she felt a hand sizing her ass and hips. She did not stop him. When she turned around to see who it was, the hand immediately ceased to touch her. There were three guys just behind her and she could not tell who was touching her. She also told me that on her way out guys would rub against her on purpose.
Well although it felt very uncomfortable at the pub at least she made some progress. We decided to come back during weekdays and avoid Saturdays. Let’s see what will happen on Tuesday.
Last week she fucked her piano student for the last time. With the school classes beginning she bade farewell to the boy.
Why do so many of the posters in this thread write with a strange, stilted grammar?
Because it's the same poster?
I was thinking more along the lines of either euro-trash or west-indian trash.
How about the difference between UK and USA English?
I'm pretty certain (as an expat who works with Poms and Yanks) that Antonia is not a mother tongue english speaker. I suspect either West Indian or African origin. Some of her respondents also write with a slight "accent"....
There's a bit of the old tarbrush in her and some of her respondents I suspect.
Posted 10/19/2009 5:13 am
It is 11pm here. The weather is nice and crisp at about 42. From where I am sitting I can see my wife removing the top of her pajamas ready to give me her usual show shaking her wonderful breasts. I just came to realize the icon list here and it is amazing how close her shake show is to
Eastern, I'm a travelin man but def not Eastern...it's also not a relationship of necessity or benefit, but we have the same interests outside of "US", so there isn't any purpose other than she despises men "her age" because of their immaturity and lack of mental and physical "GROWTH"
As you know women mature much earlier than men. A girl of 15 or 16 may be well mature while a boy of that age is really immature. In many communities women favour men who are at least 4 or 5 years older than them.
My husband and I have been having a threesome with my step mother who is 41. She is separated from my father. This has been going on for 4 years. We are very much enjoying this relationship, and no one is aware of it. We have sex in her own apartment so that our children won’t notice anything. Is it healthy?
At 40 you are very mature. If you have been having this threesome relationship for 4 years and no problematic issues did surface, then it is unlikely that any would in the future. So enjoy it.
Antonia. My husband finally made a move! I did purchase the Diabolo stockings and also Europa (whitish). I wore the Diabolo along with a somewhat conservative skirt. I sat down as usual in the TV room with my skirt inching up my thighs, but still decent. He sat next to me. I could see his eyes focused momentarily on my legs. Now this I planned! I started applying finger nail polish. After a while I started closing my thighs and rubbing my ass on the couch. He looked at me and asked me what was wrong. I told him it is itching down there and I cannot scratch myself as the nail polish has not dried. He was perplexed and then I told him “please scratch me.” I had to repeat it one more time and he pushed his hand between my legs. I had to tell him higher, higher many times. Then I sort of scolded him telling him “Good God, it’s my crotch Albert.” His hand still hidden underneath my skirt, he sensed I was wearing stockings when it touched the bare thigh. He looked at me surprised and excited as he pushed further up reaching my crotch. He stayed still and I scolded him one more time: “Please scratch me.” He started scratching my pubic area as if shy to reach my vagina. I started guiding him first telling him lower, lower till he touched my vagina (though my underwear). And I told him rub!! I kept on ordering him until I became real wet at which time I noticed the bulge in his pants. The rest, you can imagine ……..
PS I wanted to buy Agent Provocateur underwear, but they were so expensive that I decided not to.
Well Stacy you are there. I am happy for you. Keep it up and encourage/provoke him to initiate contact. Yes, Agent Provocateur are very expensive.
We are checking the bar tonight. She said she'll wear something really sexy to make a big impact the first time she goes in. I do not think she'd make it the first time. As you said, we should take out time and get acquainted with some of the students who go there. She's going to be herself, in name, married and a piano teacher. There is no harm in being truthful.
We have been to the pub. It is a pub with a bar. It was packed andthere were no tables available. Lots of students were just holding drinks and standing by the bar or some corner of the pub drinking. My wife (Brenda) stood by the bar and ordered a drink while I stood at the other end of the counter (some 6 to 7 metres away) and ordered a drink. In a matter of a few minutes she was already talking to two guys, then a third joined. By the time we left about 90 minutes later, she had chatted with 6 or 7 guys, all university students. She would guess all between 19 and 23. So this was our first visit. We shall repeat it on Satruday, and so on till she becomes familiar and acquainted with a few of the boys there.
My wife took some belly dancing lessons, and shaking the tits and the hips are the main moves. I get an erection each time she practices belly dancing for me, especially when seeing her C-size tits shaking with continuous undulations.
Belly dancing is very erotic. A lot of men, or all nationalities appreciate a belly-dancing wife.
We went to the pub. Being a Saturday night, it was really packed, so crowded that we had to squeeze our way in between the standing crowd. I went to one end and Brenda to another end of the bar. It took us no less than 25 minutes to get our orders filled. It was so crowded that I could not see her clearly from where I stood and had to keep on moving around to keep an eye on her. One guy next to me kept on sneezing and I was trying my best to keep my face away from the projectile of his sneeze! Scary with all this flu around. We did not stay long. After an hour or so I felt very uncomfortable and had difficulties to breathe, and I walked out. She followed me a few minutes later and we headed home.
She met two of the guys she had met a couple of days earlier. One of them expressed interest in her and invited her to his room at the dorms. She told him some other time. He wanted to know when, and she told him on Tuesday or Wednesday. After a while this guy was joined by two other guys who were his dorm-mates and he introduced her to them. One was polite but the other was vulgar swearing all the time. He was all the time talking about a woman he “shagged” and how she was begging for more. The first guy, who wanted to take Brenda to his room, kept on asking him to stop but he wouldn’t. She told me at one point when they first entered the pub, while she was pushing her way towards the bar, she felt a hand sizing her ass and hips. She did not stop him. When she turned around to see who it was, the hand immediately ceased to touch her. There were three guys just behind her and she could not tell who was touching her. She also told me that on her way out guys would rub against her on purpose.
Well although it felt very uncomfortable at the pub at least she made some progress. We decided to come back during weekdays and avoid Saturdays. Let’s see what will happen on Tuesday.
Last week she fucked her piano student for the last time. With the school classes beginning she bade farewell to the boy.
Richard. Move slowly. She should be comfortable with the persons she wants to shack with, particularly she should be watching out for any abnormal and weird behaviour.
We do role playing. My wife pretends to be a call girl or just some slut and precedes me to a bar. I walk in a while later and I pick her up. We go to a nearby motel and we fuck cray like strangers. We adopt a few variations, but I always end up picking her. She never goes with strangers though they do try to pick her up.
It is 11pm here. The weather is nice and crisp at about 42. From where I am sitting I can see my wife removing the top of her pajamas ready to give me her usual show shaking her wonderful breasts. I just came to realize the icon list here and it is amazing how close her shake show is to
Posted 10/19/2009 6:17 am
Antonia. I read about men whose wives fool around and they want this to happen. I cannot believe that such men exist. Sorry I know that they exist but I cannot believe why they do this. How can it be possible?
We do role playing. My wife pretends to be a call girl or just some slut and precedes me to a bar. I walk in a while later and I pick her up. We go to a nearby motel and we fuck cray like strangers. We adopt a few variations, but I always end up picking her. She never goes with strangers though they do try to pick her up.
This is the typical play for this fantasy.
We did this a couple of times. Wife goes to a lounge at a hotel. She's smartly dressed. Very sexy. Men roam around her and some do attempt to chat her up and pick her. She waits for me to come and after some chatting I manage to pick her up. The sex that follows is magnificent.
We do role playing. My wife pretends to be a call girl or just some slut and precedes me to a bar. I walk in a while later and I pick her up. We go to a nearby motel and we fuck cray like strangers. We adopt a few variations, but I always end up picking her. She never goes with strangers though they do try to pick her up.
My husband and I have played many times the pickup role. I dress like a high-end hooker, a bodice with garters, a string, stockings and a tight short dress. I first go to a lobby of a hotel or to a bar (we alternate between 3 regular places), and he follows me about 10 or 15 minutes later. He sits at a distance from me watching men trying to win me over. They know I am a hooker and ask for the price. I always say I am taken. But on two or three occasions the man insists in knowing how much I charge. When I first responded, 500 for a “trick” and 2000 for the night, the guy ridiculed me saying “baby you think you’re Paris Hilton.” One guy offered 1000 for the night without asking me how much I charged. One guy asked if I do anal and I figured out that this should be extra.
Well, at the end my husband comes and pretends he is a total stranger and we talk then when he asks about my charges and I tell him (500 and 2000), he nods and we walk away. We always go to the same motel (we get a special price there!). I start undressing but he asks me to leave my clothes on. There I always ask him what he wants to do and he always tells me he first wants a blow-job. I tell him I do not swallow and he tells me he’ll pay 500 extra if I do. He wants me to deep-throat him. I manage to get half of his 6in penis in me, and I gag when he tries to push it further. He tells me I am not good at it and hopes I am better in fucking. He usually mauls my tits by slipping his hands in my bodice and he invariably tells me I have firm tits. He cums in my mouth and I swallow some of the semen. I know he likes to see some semen on my lips and I purposely show it trickling down to my chin. I have to mix it with saliva to have sufficient quantity. Then he always asks me to play with myself. While I am undressing he asks me to leave on the bodice and the stockings. A few times he asks me to leave my dress on. Now I play with myself, starting from my tits which I pull out of the bodice then reaching my vagina. I do this for about 10 or 15 minutes until I climax. I do actually climax. By this time he has another erection and ready to fuck me. I reach for my purse and pull out a packet of condoms and I slip one on his dick. When he is fucking me I know he wants to hear me talk dirty and I do. I shout “fuck me” and “harder” and “deeper,” etc… He calls me “slut” and “whore.” The fucking is rough, ferocious and fast. He is a good lover, and he gives me another orgasm. By the time I am having the second and sometimes the third orgasm he cums with his penis deeply implanted in my vagina. When he is cuming he grinds me and I normally become ecstatic. We then go to bed. Sometimes I wake up at night with him attempting to fuck me. He normally does with me half asleep. He cums in me. In the morning he wants to fuck me one more time and I hand him a condom to slip on, reminding him that while I was asleep he fucked me without one.
One morning a couple in the adjoining room who seem to have heard us making it, asked if they could come join us. We are not into this.
We do this role playing once a week. At the beginning of each week I deposit at least 2000 in my bank account (which anyway is a joint bank account) and I keep 500 (from the blow job) with me!