I walked down the aisle, smiling as we went arm in arm with my new husband. We had been married all of ten seconds, and life was about perfect.

Everyone was smiling, watching, and commenting on how I looked in my pretty white dress.

Of course, I also heard a few comments that I shouldn't have worn white. I was known for having a bit of a reputation when I was younger. It was something I had let my now husband know about it early on in our dating. I found it was a deal-breaker for some, especially when they learned I wasn't always the faithful type. I just had a weakness for going after hard cock, and I was very good at getting it.

While some guys went running when they found out, Greg… well, he seemed to really like it. In the first few months of dating, he constantly asked me to tell him stories about my past. I started simple, and we got more and more graphic about some of the things I had done in my past, not just with the number of guys, but also the things, and sometimes the number of guys at one time.

On our sixth-month anniversary, I told him the story of when I had multiple guys during a party as he ate me out. I came loudly as he was super excited and really into eating me out. After he finished devouring my pussy, he dove in with his own cock and fucked me nice and hard.

As we lay in bed, he asked me two questions that would probably change my life forever. First, he asked me to be his wife, but also asked if I would be a hotwife for him.

I didn't know what a hotwife was, so he told me while fingering me.

"But I'm trying to turn over a new leaf."

"And you are. Now you can do it knowing I'll always be home waiting for you. Ready to reclaim you, ready to please you. But you don't have to worry about getting bored with me."

"I'd never…"

"It's okay, I know everyone does, but this will keep things exciting. You can even start now if you want."

"I'll do it, but only if you agree to my condition. I want to prove that I can be faithful to you… to me. So I won't screw anyone but you until we're married, then I can, but I get to choose who, when, and where. Deal?"

He agreed to it by mounting me once again, and putting a ring on my finger after we finished that night.

We had a long engagement, to some at least. With those requirements, he wanted to run down to the courthouse the next week, but I wanted a nice wedding. And thus, here we were.

We headed outside to get some photos on the stairs of the location before getting some photos inside. As my husband stood next to me, he leaned in, just the two of us. A cute wedding photo anyone who walked by. He leaned over and quietly reminded me, "Remember, you can be my hotwife, and we can be non-monogamous as much as you want."

"Are you sure, my dear," I said, looking up at him.

The photographer never heard a word, and just watched as the couple looked lovingly at one another like so many other couples he's photographed over the years.

"You can even pick out a guy or two tonight if you want."

We went into the reception area. Lots of guys wanted to dance with me, and my husband gave me a knowing look. Occasionally I'd give him a wink as we danced and ate and drank the afternoon away.

We had the traditional going-away with people throwing rice as we ran off to the limo. I asked the limo driver to go to one more stop before he dropped off at our house. We had a few photos we wanted taken in a local park, and he was kind enough to take the detour.

We took some more photos and were about ready to be done.

I pulled the photographer aside, asking if he could get a couple of special photos for me that weren't on the list. I told my husband to go back to the car. These photos were of just me, and he wasn't needed, so he could cool down in the limo and make sure a glass of wine was ready for me.

As I watched him walk away to sit in the cool limo, I headed to a part of the park I knew well. It was secluded, and when I was younger, it was a favorite place for boys to take me to misbehave and have some naughty fun.

I walked over to the bench where the first boy I was ever with bent me over and popped my cherry. I sat on that bench, lifting my wedding dress and spreading my legs wide. My pantiles pussy was exposed for a sexy shot. I rubbed my pussy, with the guy watching, forgetting to take a photo.

A couple of groomsmen came up behind him. "I think she wants a shot of that," one said.

He quickly took the shot, then another, then switched to video, where he got a view of me cumming as I masturbated right where I lost my virginity. I even explained that's why I was here. It was time for another first. 

The two groomsmen were married, and didn't want to fuck me, but they weer willing to have me suck their cocks. So with one on each side, I alternated sucking their cocks. As I sucked one, I stroked the other. Back and forth. 

They were getting close, so I put my hands down and let them stroke their cocks until they both shot their loads all over my chest, covering the exposed cleavage I had for my wedding dress. The entire time I was looking up at them smiling.

"Oh, fuck, that was hot," the photographer said.

I looked up at him and smiled seductively at him as he moved in and got a couple of close-up shots. I was hoping my new husband would really like these. Something he could remember forever and ever with them, caught by the digital camera.

"I bet you never had a shot like that," I said.

"Not in a while. I used to do a few adult magazine shoots to pay the bills. So if you ever want to do some pro work, or just need some more, give me a call. I know people and know how to be discrete if you need that too."

As we headed back to the limo, the photographer left, promising to get me those photos and video separately. I thanked him and wondered how many times he'd view them himself.

As I got closer to the limo, the driver came out and opened the door for me. His eyes went wide as he saw the mess on my chest and dress. I figured he was in for either a wild fight or a wild time.

"Why don't you keep the partition down for the ride to our house," I suggested with a wink, before I stepped into the back of the limo where my husband awaited.

I stuck my chest out, making sure he could see the mess all over me. His eyes grew enormous. 

"Oh, shit… I didn't think you'd do it so soon."

"And here I was thinking you'd want me to do it at the reception... So, this is what you wanted?"

"Well, I wanted to watch…"

"I made sure the cameraman got some great photos and video. That way you can always go back and watch if you want."

He smiled at that, then kissed me, not caring if some of his friends' cum got on his shirt and jacket.

"I'll tell you what," I said, sitting back and spreading my legs. I lifted my feet onto the seat and pulled my dress up, exposing my naked pussy to him. "If you eat my pussy, I'll tell you the plan for the rest of the night."

I didn't have to tell my husband twice. He got in front of me and ate my pussy like he liked to do when I told him about some of my past exploits.

I moaned a little as his tongue touched my pussy. "That's it, baby. Hear how I'm going to be a naughty slut for you today." I moaned again. He was really good at eating pussy, with how much he liked me telling him about my past.

"I know you want to see me fuck a guy… so I didn't fuck your two friends that did this to me… I'm not splitting up any marriages, but I'll let them paint me with cum." I paused, closing my eyes as he hit a good spot. "But I invited several of your single groomsmen and a few guests to meet us at our house under the guise of watching us open gifts and having some more food and drink. Little do they know, they're the gift for you."

I paused, breathing in a little harder, as I was close to an orgasm myself with this tongue really working me over. It felt so good, but I knew I couldn't stop.

"We're going to play a game. Each person will get a number, and then you'll pick a number from the hat. They can then choose how to use your bride, as long as my wedding dress stays on."

"How many guys will be there?" he asked, looking up from between my legs.

"Enough that you'll never forget your wedding night," I teased. "And there are several ladies. Some are there mostly to check out the guys to see who are worth dating… while others… well, I've not told you all my stories, and I thought you'd like a surprise or two about some of my friends."

With that, he pushed a few fingers into my wet pussy and got me to cum on command. I wasn't quiet about it. I was hoping the limo driver was turned on. I looked at where we were, and I asked the driver to pull into the nearby parking lot.

"Would you like to come back here? I want my hubby to watch a guy shoot his load all over my chest before he sees me getting fucked."

Our driver couldn't pull into the parking lot fast enough. He climbed in the back. "This is really okay with you?" he asked my husband, who just nodded at him.

Our driver was every bit six foot three, and at least two-forty, and pure muscle. A huge hunk of a black man.

I stuck out my chest.

"What an amazing wife you've got," he said, pulling out his cock. "What I'd give to fuck a hottie like you," he said,looking at me.

I smiled, "I'm only offering a chance…" Then I saw his cock. It was magnificent. It had to be nine inches, and as thick as an energy drink can. "Oh, fuck," I whispered to myself, but everyone could hear.

"You want to fuck it?" my husband asked.

I did. I so wanted to. But I knew how many people we had waiting, and while I like the idea of fucking complete strangers, in today's world, I need to be safe.

I wrapped my lips around it and sucked on his head while I stroked his shaft. That way he wouldn't have to beat off in front of us, and I got to enjoy some nice BBC. He was nice and turned on from listening to me talk to my husband.

I was loving his cock, and with my free hand, I was loving on my own pussy. I really wanted it there… And I was about to give in, when he told me he was about to cum.

I pulled back and let him empty his balls all over the top of my tits. I didn't care that some of it got on my dress. A lot more cum was going there before the end of the night. I don't know if that man had cum in a week, given all the cum he shot of me, but he definitely freshened me up a lot.

I was now ready for the party, and I had him take us home to our guests and my fun.

As we got out, he was holding the door. He handed my husband and I his business card. "For all your limo... and other needs," he said with a smile.

I thanked him and looked down, noticing his fly was still open. I don't know if that was an accident, or on purpose, but I took the opportunity to slide my hand inside and grip his dick one last time.

I loved feeling it pulse in my hand, as I did. I knew he'd be jacking off tonight thinking about me, which is why I was such a slut in college. I loved knowing men were thinking of me, and how to use me… and how I wanted to use them. I also knew I was going to call him later and make sure I got a chance to use that beast of a cock he had hanging between his legs.

I walked inside and saw our friends, and they saw me. A cheer went out amongst them, and I was ready to give them a show, and an experience that no one would soon forget.

What a way to start our wedding night.

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"Really?" I asked Sarah, my friend and confidante.

"Yeah, somehow he found them."

They were the thing. Photos of Sarah that some ex-boyfriend, or should I say, ex-boyfriends had taken of her - private, intimate photos of her. Some were apparently just posed photos, but others were of her "in action" and even videos.

"And he didn't say anything?"

"No, he was just looking until he realized I was there watching him watch them."

"And what was his response?

"He wasn't upset like I thought he would be?"

"So why did you keep them?"

"Well... I mean..." she was clearly excited. She had quite the love life before, and she was enjoying remembering it. All of it... in living color. "You know, he almost seemed to be turned on by it."

Having seen some of the photos she's had taken of her, I couldn't blame him. They were quite... exciting. I'll admit to being turned on by them. Of course, Sarah and I have been more than friends at some times in our lives when there wasn't a man for us... but that's a whole different story.

"So, what are you going to do?" I wondered.

"I know what I want to do. But I'm not sure... I mean... I like him... but he's a little... simple. I was hoping he would have either yelled at me... or pounced on me... but he did neither despite being turned on. It was as if he were trying to figure it all out."

I chuckled. He was a good guy, but she wanted more. She needed more. She wanted a bad boy like she normally dated... even if they were all losers. I wondered if this would take him out of his shell... or open up new opportunities.

Sarah and I talked through a plan, and that weekend we invited him over for a private pool party at my place. We had a high privacy fence, and could do what we wanted without prying eyes.

Jimmy and Sarah arrived, and Sarah and I worked to put our plan into action.

We sent Jimmy to take out some hotdogs to grill, but told him to wait a bit before we started the grill, while Sarah and I would get some beers and other food out of the fridge.

Sarah and Jimmy were already in their bathing suits, but Sarah and I had a few tweaks to make to ours.

As Jimmy left, I undid my top, as did Sarah.

"I thought I was going to be the only one topless?"

"Well, it didn't seem fair for you to be the only one," I said with a smile. I went and pinched her nipples to bring the girls alive, and then we headed out.

I was walking beside Sarah, so he saw her first.

"Wow," I heard him mutter under his breath as he saw her, and then he said it again when he realized I was also topless.

Sarah's breasts were a couple cup sizes larger than mine, and I reached behind her and grabbed one, lifting it up and playing with it a little in front of him. "Sarah told me you found some of her old photos and videos... do you like watching you girl being played with?"

"Oh, I never thought..."

"Never thought you'd get to see her having fun like this in person? Or having a girl grope your girl's tits," I said, as I continued to play with them. They were heavy, and we had oiled them up, so they easily slipped back and forth through my hand.

I have to admit, playing with them was making me wet. I kind of hoped he hadn't noticed. But I also kind of hoped that he did.

Sarah bit her lip as I pinched her tit.

"Would you like to see more?" I teased, pulling out a banana and offering it to his girlfriend. She seductively sucked on it like it was a curved cock. She worked her magic on it, and it had more than the desired effect on Jimmy.

I let go of her tit, and she kept working on that banana, never eating it, but teasing it so. I walked over to Jimmy and stood beside him. "Are you liking that?" I whispered in his ear. "You like watching your girlfriend, don't you? I bet you wish that wasn't a banana... but a real man that she could work her magic on. I mean, it's one thing to feel her lips around your cock... it's another to watch her please someone else."

"Oh yeah," he moaned.

As he did, my boyfriend walked out. We hadn't told Jimmy he was going to be there, but he was. As he walked over to Sarah, he led her to sit on a chair where we could all watch as she undid his bathing suit and pulled out his cock. There she sucked on that cock in front of her boyfriend, who was just staring at them, soaking it all in.

I reached into Jimmy's bathing suit and pulled out his dick and slowly stroked it for him. "Don't cum yet. I'm sure she'll want you next," I told him, as I pinched the tip of his cock to force him to not cum right away.

He swallowed hard and watched as Sarah kept sucking on my boyfriend, who happened to be one of her ex-boyfriends, and who was one of her partners in the photos and videos Jimmy had found. And as my boyfriend got close, he pulled out of Sarah's mouth and shot his load all over Sarah's C cup tits. He had been saving up for a few days, and had a lot of cum to cover them.

"Isn't that so hot," I said, slowing the stroking of his cock.

"Yeah," he said, before pushing his hand down the front of my bathing suit. "I think we should show them what you can do next?"

What? I wasn't expecting this. But as I kept my hand on his cock, he started to finger me in front of everyone, and soon I was moaning as he pushed another finger in.

He moved positions, so he was now behind me and worked my bathing suit bottoms down so he had better access. I could feel his naked cock against my ass as he fingered me while Sarah and my boyfriend looked on in shock.

He whispered to me. "You were nice enough to play with my girlfriend, I think I should return the favor..." As he said it, he pushed a third finger inside me, and rubbed my clit with his thumb - causing me to orgasm almost instantly. Yet as I shook, he held me there and kept going, never letting up.

I could feel his cock moving back and forth as he teased me with it. I was so close to it, and I found myself bending over at the waist. I tried to tell myself it was just the orgasm, but I knew that was a lie. I wanted to be fucked, and my boyfriend was spent.

The picnic table was right there, and I leaned against it, pushing my ass out, and he, with the hand that was fingering me, led his cock right to my opening. I felt even fuller as he placed his hands on my hips, and I realized his cock was buried in me.

"Oh yeah, just like that," I moaned as he started fucking me in front of his girlfriend and my boyfriend.

Neither of them seemed to mind. They were in shock; my boyfriend was his spent cock shrivelled and hanging out, and Sarah with her cum-covered tits. She was even biting her lip, enjoying the show.

"Oh, keep fucking me," I moaned, and he did. He was enjoying plowing into me, and I was enjoying it as well. A second orgasm hit me, and as I arched back, he grabbed my tits and played with them, pinching my nipples as I came. It hurt...so good.

I wanted him inside me when he came, and I begged for his cum, which he was happy to give me.

Finally spent himself, he let me go, and I had to sit down myself as my body continued to shake. I looked up and saw the neighbor peering over the fence. I couldn't blame him, but I also wasn't here to put on a peep show... but I was too spent to cover up as well.

I looked and saw that Sarah was the only one not really naked, and her boyfriend walked over to her and made short work of that issue.

"Why don't we go inside, leaving all these clothes out here... and we'll just see what happens."

"Oh, I know what's going to happen," Sarah told him.

He pulled her in tight and kissed her. "Then maybe we should start right here... right now." He bent her backward, so she was lying on the table with her legs spread, and he was working her bottoms off.

"I didn't think you were that type of guy."

"I wasn't because you never asked me to be. But there's a lot I can do for you if you just know how to ask," he said, playing with her oiled tits.

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“I look so fat.” Joanna whined to her mother as she stood in front of the mirror trying on another prom dress.

Her mother, without looking up at her, flipping through a tabloid magazine. “Well you should exersize more. ” she told her, only looking up to see another teen girl walk out in her dress.

“You look beautiful!” Joanna’s mother said to the stranger she’d continued to feed compliments to, while ignoring her own daughter, not offering the slightest bit of support.

Joanna felt like crying, she went back into the stall and changed out of the dress. Joanna looked at herself in the mirror, standing in her pink panties, and matching bra. She looked down at her belly hanging over the top of her panties and tried to suck in, and only watched a slight concave pull on her uper belly when she did. She stood sideways and let her guy hang, she turned her back to the mirror and looked at the little rolls of fat on her back as she twisted. She sighed and dressed herself. Ignoring the other two dresses she had left to try on.

“I’m ready to go.” Joanna muttered as she walked out, standing by her mother who was sitting, reading her tabloid still.

“Which one did you pick?” she looked up at her daughter holding the five different dresses in her hand.

Joanna hung them on a rack. “None.” she turned and walked towards the front of the store, her mother following, and both of them getting into the car.

Joanna buckled herself in and stared out her passenger side window.

Her mother looked at her and scoffed. “What are you mad about now Joanna?”

Joanna responded. “You didnt even compliment me once, and you complimented that girl you didnt even know like four different times!” she whined as her mother unfolded her sunglasses and slipped them on and adjusted the rear few mirror.

“Honestly Joanna, you’re so dramatic.” she said putting the car in reverse, checking her mirrors and pulling out of the spot, then putting it in a drive and heading home.

“She looked pretty in those dresses, so I told her so. What’s the problem in being kind to a stranger?” she shrugged waving one hand in the air as she talked.

“You didn’t compliment me once!” Joanna said again.

“Well sweetie…” she said, and nothing else.

Joanna felt her whole body shake. “Well what?!”

“Augh…don’t make me say it Joanna….” she paused and then looked to her daughter who was staring waiting for her to say it. “You’re overweight sweetie, those dresses didn’t look good on you for your body type. ”

“Nice mom. ” Joanna said.

“Don’t be mad at me , this isn’t my fault. You need to take care of yourself Joanna, then you could look like the other girls, the pretty ones. ” she said.

Joanna said nothing the rest of the ride home and neither did her mother.  Joanna ran into the house past her father in tears and up to her bedroom.

“What’s wrong with her?” her father asked Joanna’s mother.

She told her husband about their visit to the store and their exact conversation on the way home.

“Jesus Christ! ” he yelled. “Can’t you be nice to her once? Just once?!” he yelled as he walked away.

“Oh, so I’m the bad guy?!” she said as if she were a victim.

“Just,….you disgust me sometimes, ya know that?” he informed her as he walked upstairs to his daughters room.

He knocked , and no answer, knocked again and opened the door.

“Go away!” Joanna yelled into her pillow, thinking it was her mother.

“Jo…it’s me.” her father said softly and closed her door and locked it.

Joanna sat up, sniffling, eyes red, tears staining her cheeks. “I hate her!” she cried.

Her father sat beside her on the bed and put an arm around her. “Shh shhh, I know.” he pet her head as she sobbed on his chest, wrapping her arms around his torso.  

“I really do!” she sobbed.

“Shhh shhh"he grabbed her arms and straightened her up and lifted her chin.  "Stop you’re crying, you’re too pretty to be crying. ” he said wiping her tears with his fingers.

“She doesnt think so!” she gasped, trying to catch her breath and stop crying.

“What she thinks doesn’t matter, because she’s an idiot sometimes okay?” her father said. “Your moher wasn’t always skinny , you know that. When I met her in highschool, she was just as beautiful as you are now. and her mother said the same hurtful things to her too. I told her not to listen to her mother, that she was perfect. But your grandmother got to her, and your mom dropped all of her weight. She thinks that’s how all women should look. But she doesnt realize how beautiful she was just the way she was.”

Joanna sniffled. “I’ll never lose weight, I’ll never look like mom.”

He grabbed her face and looked into her eyes. “You don’t need to lose weight, and you don’t need to look like your mother, because you’re already more beautiful than she’ll ever be. You have an amazing body. you’re….you’re so incredibly sexy.”

She pouted and looked back into his eyes still. “you have to say that, cause you’re my father. ”

His thumbs carressed her cheeks.

“Actually, i SHOULDNT say that…because i’m your father.” he said to her, and Joanna realized he was right and blushed.

“Oh Daddy…” she started, and was interrupted by his lips on hers. HE kissed her quickly, sofftly, bringign his face back only an inch or two to gauge her reaction.

Joannas lips were puckered , her eyes frozen on his, wondering what….he kissed her again.

She was vulnerable and he didn’t mean to take advantage but he did. His lips kissed her slowly, softly, his one hand still on her cheek the other sliding down her arm and along her thigh through her jeans.

He pulled back and then looked at her, Joanna was frozen again.

“I’m sorry.” he said pulling his hands back to himself.  "You just…if you weren’t my daughter…“ he said shaking his head.

Joanna sat quietly watching her father talk to her, talk to himself as he continued to shake his head and say how stupid he was.

“You’re just so…so beautiful Joanna and I wish you saw it. You drive guys crazy…you drive…you drive me crazy.” he said running his fingers through his head. “god I shouldnt be saying any of this…I shouldnt have kissed you thats for sure. and I’m sorry, I don’t know what I was doing…I just..” he looked at her again seconds later her grabbed her face again ans kissed her again, and this time his weight was pushing her onto her back and his hand was on her belly as his lips pushed against hers, Joanna felt herself kissing him back.

she’d be lying if she said she didn’t crave the attention. She was never given any attention by any guys, any boys her own age, and what was so wrong with taking a little from her father , no matter how wrong it was.

Joanna sucked in her stomach as his hand slipped slightly up her shirt.

“Don’t do that baby” he whispered against her lips. “Don’t try to hide it. ” his lips pressed against hers hard and she felt her father carress her belly, her sides, his fingers grabbing at her flesh.

He stood up and began to unbutton her jeans as she laid on the bed.

“I need to see your body baby, just once. Please?” he asked her as he unzipped her pants and kissing her stomach, looking up for permission.

Joanna nodded and felt her body shiver with excitement as her father, tall, lean and handsome, still wearing his work pants and work shirt, and loosened tie began to pull her pants down, her panties being pulled down as well. Joanna felt herself squirm in her vulnerable state.

He tossed her pants to the floor, his hands on her knees as they traveled up her legs, he gripped her chubby thighs and his hands dipped inbetween them pulling them apart. He kissed her inner thighs and worshipped them and then stood up straight against and pulled her back intoa sitting position and lifted her shirt, unhooked her bra and looked down at his chubby little girl sittin completely naked. Her fat little tits hanging down and her belly button hiding between the two large rolls her stomach created when she sat.

“Oh baby you look so perfect.” he said.  Joanna sat unsure of what to say, or what to do so she reached out to him and her hands landed themselves at his waist.

“Yes…undress me too baby.” he said.

Joannas hands fumbled at his belt, at his zipper pulling them down, noticing her fathers cock bulging in his briefs. She pushed his pants down and he’d already started undoing his tie and unbuttoning his work shirt. Joannas hands reached for his breifs and she paused, unsure of if she was supposed to keep going and looked up.

“yes pretty baby, those too” he said pulling his shirt from his body, Joanna looked at his body, and became intimidated, became scared. She’d never seen a man this naked..upclose, her hands reaches upwards over her fathers stomach, was just on the edge of a six pack, Joannas fingers grazed all the dips and muscles on his torso and chest. Her father was smiling and pulled downhis briefs as her hands wandered. Joanna looked down when she saw below her line of sight his cock bounce out of his underwear.

“Oh my gosh..” Joanna gasped, her father took his cock in his hand and rubbed it slowly.

“You ever seen one this big baby?” he said his other hand reaching down rubbing her breasts, grabbing, pulling gently at her nipples.

Joanna shook her head no.

“How big was the last guy you slept with baby?” he asked.

Joanna shook her head again. “I’ve never…never even seen one.” she said shyly.

“What? Baby…are you are virgin?” he said genuinely shocked, he had assumed she had made boys her age just as hard as she made him. That she surely sexually active when she was so incredibly hot to him.

Joanna nodded.

“Oh Jo…Jojo baby…” he pushed her up further onto the bed and climbed ontop of her, his mouth traveling up her body along the way. “They’re crazy….they’re all crazy…i can’t believe you’re a virgin with a body like this.” he breathed, and Joanna grew nervous but felt her pussy growing wet for him, growing wet with all this attention and praise.

“Oh baby…” he groaned as he kissed her on her mouth once again, Joanna felt him, felt his cock slipping along her pussy lips, and he praised her for being wet for him, praised her for having such a cute chuby little pussy.

He kissed her again as he pushed the head of his cock inside her.  Joanna’s mouth fell open as she felt him start to stretch her open and insert himself inside her. He took her open mouth as an invitation and pushed his tongue between her lips and against her tongue. Kissing her hungrily as he began to fuck her, only letting his cock slip in the first few inches, back out, back in.

Joanna moaned.

“You’re so hot baby.” he mumbled against her mouth. “You’re so tight.” he groaned as he pushed in a little deeper. Joanna squealed.

“god damn baby, you’re so sexy.” he said and Joanna felt her entire pussy become filled with her fathers meat.  She gasped, and squealed again, whimpering as he pulled out and then penetrated her deep again.

“My perfect little girl.” he said as he slowly began fucking her.

Joanna felt his hips digging into her chubby thighs, he body jiggling as he rocked her slowly with his cock. Joanna knew what was happening was wrong, but she didn’t care. She was finally losing her virignity, finally a man had wantedher, even if it was her father, and she was finally secretly giving her mother payback for being so cruel to her all these years. Joanna moaned. The bed began to squeak, and her faher was panting as he began to fuck his little girl faster.

“I love your soft chubby little body baby.” he groaned. “You’re so pretty baby.” he said looking down at his little girl who was open mouthed and moaning with him inside her.

“Fuck baby…” he gripped her hips and began to move faster, harder. Joanna let out a loud moan, and they’d both wondered for a second if her mother had heard. Neither of them seemed to care, because Joanna moaned again, and he didnt stop fucking her.

“Daddyyyy.” Joanna moaned.

“Yes baby, yes…Daddy is here baby.” he kept thrusting. “Daddy is going to love his little chuby baby so good. I love you so much baby. ” he said as he enjoyed the view of her body jiggling with every thrust, her tits boucning on her chest as he let her have it a little harder. The bed was squeaking louder and he couldve sworn that it’d moved a few inches from his thrusting.

There was a knock on the bedroom door and he stopped, Joanna’s eyes widened and he cupped his hand over her mouth.

“Joanna?” her mothers voice said. “Paul?” “can I come in?” Joanna felt her father begin to thrust again slowly, still covering her mouth. Joanna moaned softly, and then a little louder into her fathers palm as he thrust himself inside her deep , holding it there, smiling at her.

“Just go back downstairs…I’m talking to her right now…she doesn’t want to talk to you.” he responded and began to fuck his little girl slowly with her mother right outside the room.

“I’m sorry Joanna, I really am…I just…I don’t know..” her mother started rambling, explaining herself.

Joanna didn’t hear a word her mother said, because he father had rolled over and had her ontop of him.

“Ride me.” he whispered, grabbing her hips, sliding them up and down her side, grabbing at the skin.

Joanna didn’t hear a word because she was now concentrating on what it was to ride a dick, her fathers dick.

Her body rocked slowly, and she and her father both felt her pussy dripping on him, her mothers voice still background noise to her. Joanna whimpered as she bounced herself slowly.

Her mother heard her whimper and took it as a whimper of a cry.

“I’m sorry Joanna I really am! Please! Forgive me!” her mother said still outside the door.

“Goo…” Joanna said , trying not to moan. Trying to sound as normal as her father had. “Gooo…” her fathers hips jolted upwards , Joanna gasped and moaned “Ummpppff” “Away” “go away” she said collapsing onto her father who was know holding her ass and thrusting himself up into her.

“Daddy.” Joanna whispered. “Cum inside me Daddy.” she said.

HE gripped her thick hips and began pushing himself up into her , deep, hard, as she still tried to ride him. He gasped, and did his best to stay quiet as he began to cum inside her, his wife only feet away, on the other side of the door.

“ok…i’ll just…i’ll be downstairs..im ready to talk about it whenever you are Jo.” her mother said as they heard her footsteps walk away and down the stairs.

HE felt his load empty into her, seeping up into her cunt and he stopped thrusting as she continued to move her pussy up and down his pulsing cock.

Joanna was happy with herself as her Daddy finally pushed her off gently laying her down.

“Spread those thighs baby, open your legs” he whispered ans had begun to rub her clit.

HE watched her plump little belly, and chubby body squrim as he rubbed her into an orgasm.

“that’s my sexy baby.” he said as her wide hips pushed upwards into his hand, as she came.

“Good girl.” he said was she gasped and he watched her toes curl and her body shake.

After she’d came he laid beside her and Joanna lifted her leg over his body slightly, curled up against him, and with the feeling of her daddy’s wet cum leaking from chubby little pussy, she imagined it was his love pouring out of her,  nobody ever made her feel as beautiful as her Daddy made her feel that day.

Lost another bet to hobby

Chatted with young hotel parking valet for over five minutes in this position.

He was staring at my bald smooth slut pussy the whole time. I just smiled big …..

As my wife and I moved into our new house, we felt quite proud of ourselves. While it seems like many people can't make that type of purchase anymore, my wife and I were, albeit with a lot of hard work and a bit of luck.

We waved to several of our neighbors as we moved in, but none really came over to get to know us. I mean, isn't that modern America, where you don't really know your neighbors?

So we went about our business setting up our new house.

That first weekend, we were cooking burgers out on our back porch, and we could hear one of our neighbors. They were having some "fun" should we say, out back. Now, part of me wanted to take a peek.

The wife was quite pleasant to look at, and clearly, she was a little vocal when she was cumming. Of course I would want to she what looked like as she was getting fucked.

But as I looked over at my wife, I decided that wasn't the best idea. Instead, we had our burgers and gave each other a knowing glance. The type that says a lot without saying a word.

We ran to our bedroom and had our own fun, although not as loud as our neighbor, not that it was a contest, of course.

Monday evening came around, and the husband was out getting his mail when I came home and got mine. It was the first time we had a chance to meet and talk. It was mostly small talk, but he wanted to introduce himself as he had been gone all last week and only got back in on Sunday evening.

I thought about what he said… so who was his wife with on Saturday, I wondered?

I went in and told my wife the gossip I had learned, which led to some more lovemaking on our part.

Over the next few days my wife or I ran into our neighbors several times. They seemed friendly enough, even if the wife might be too friendly. But was I supposed to say something? I mean, I still barely knew him.

My wife was a little less shy about it, talking to the neighbor's wife. 

"Oh, we have a bit of an agreement," she told my wife.

"An agreement?"

She smiled. "Yes, we sometimes share our bed with others. Especially when my husband has to work out of town."

I don't think my wife believed her, but that was okay. She still wasn't going to say anything to him.

The next time I saw him, he actually brought it up with me. "So my wife told you about our arrangement."

"Yeah, seems like a good one for her."

"It works for both of us. So if you ever…"

Was he offering me a chance to screw his wife? I mean, I wouldn't mind... except I am married. "Oh, I don't know that my wife would let me," I said, putting my hand up.

"You never know," he said. And with that, he chuckled as he walked away.

I kept replaying the conversation in my head. Did he really share his wife? Did he just offer her to me? Not that I'd take him up on the offer, of course, but… she was hot… and if I were single… but then I'd never be in this house either, I thought.

A couple of weeks later, I ran into our neighbor again. "Hey, we're having a party this weekend. If the two of you want to come over and meet some other people around here. We've been friends with each of our neighbors for years. The couple that lived where you are now, well, we were great friends, and hated seeing them go, but they had a job opportunity he just couldn't say no to."

"I understand that," I said, somewhat lying. I couldn't see myself ever getting a work opportunity that good. Of course, I was still young, so who knows?

"Yeah, another friend wanted the place, but couldn't make it happen. But we're glad you're here now, so come over this weekend. It will give everyone a chance to get to know everyone else," he said, making it more like an order than an option. "We'll have fun out by the pool and whatever; adults only, so there will be plenty of tequila and other drinks. If you have a favorite, we'll probably have it."

I liked the sound of that. Work had been rough the last couple of weeks, so having a break would be nice. I told my wife, and we made plans to attend. The party started at noon, and we'd be there shortly after.

I have to admit, I couldn't wait to see his wife in a bathing suit. She was very sexy even when normally dresses, the idea of seeing something hugging her every curve, and showing off some skin... well, who wouldn't want to see that.

When he suggested the idea of me having sex with her, well, while I would never... However, that didn't mean that I didn't think about it all the time. And she had been on my mind more than once while I took a long shower.

The day of the party came, and we brought over a couple of bottles of adult beverages, holding them out while the neighbor answered the door. "Oh, thanks," he said to my wife. "I don't think we've formally met. I'm Tom," he said, taking one of the bottles and ushering us inside.

Tom was wearing a bathing suit and a t-shirt, clearly ready to head out to the pool. My wife and I were similarly dressed and ready to have some fun. I looked around, hoping to see his wife in something skimpy. I was curious if she was a one-piece or two-piece kind of girl. Maybe a tiny bikini if I was lucky, although with a group of people, I kind of doubted it.

We walked into the kitchen, dropping off the hard liquor, and saw several other bottles there on the counter already. Some were already open, so I knew this was going to be an awesome party. I could hear other people talking in the other room, which Tom led us to. 

My wife was in front of me, and as my wife walked in, she stopped short. I wasn't sure why until I turned the corner and saw for myself. 

"The last of our guests have arrived," Tom said, as he walked past us.

My mouth had dropped open. I knew Tom's wife was attractive, but now I knew just how much. She was lying on a table, naked as the day she was born. Her legs spread while she sat on top of a naked guy, his dick up her ass.

I slowly looked around, and everyone in the room was naked. I had never seen so many naked people at one time in my life. Part of me wanted to leave, while another part of me sprung hard and was ready to join the crowd.

"Hey," Sarah called out to me. "I've got a spot open for you," she said, rubbing her exposed pussy.

I didn't move at all.

"Let me guess, my husband didn't tell you what type of party this would be," she said, rocking her hips back and forth. She smiled, seeming to enjoy our awkwardness.

Around the room was a collection of naked bodies. I have to admit, all of them looked good. And while I thought my wife would have run out of there screaming, when I looked down at her, I could see her hardening nipples and flushed skin. This was turning her on.

"In case you couldn't tell, we're swingers, but you don't have to be. Some people prefer to just watch. Some people prefer to perform. We don't make judgements one way or another. Our only rule is that if you want to have sex, it's got to be consensual, and with someone other than your spouse during the party," Sarah said. "We also strongly encourage you to make sure the partner you're with has a good time, if you know what I mean… and we'd prefer that you be naked, or at least semi-naked… no need to bring the mood down."

As she finished talking, Tom handed us drinks. I noticed he was now also naked… and hung.

"So, care to try my wife out?" he asked as he handed me a drink. "Trust me, I don't mind… and if your wife is up for it…" He let his words hang in the air.

My wife was stuck looking at his cock. It was easily the largest I'd ever seen, not that I'd seen a lot, but I'm sure it was the largest my wife has ever seen as well.

"Or, you can just watch, we won't mind," another guy said, his hand hanging over a lovely lady, groping her breasts.

"Yeah, we all like being watched. That's what makes a party like this so much fun," she said. "Isn't that true, honey?"

I wondered to whom she had directed that question.

The guy who was fucking my neighbor's wife's ass agreed. Apparently, that was her husband.

This was truly the most surreal thing I had ever experienced. Of course, if I fucked that tight ass, I'd be loving it as well. Part of me wanted to step in and fuck my neighbor, but I paused, realizing that while my wife was feeling very horny, and maybe even a little frisky, I don't think she was up for letting me fuck our neighbor.

I looked over at my wife, and she was still staring at Tom's "hardware". I watched as she unconsciously licked her lips.

"Oh, I think she knows what she wants," said the girl getting groped by not her husband. "Trust me," she said, reaching out and touching my wife's arm. "It's going to hurt so good…" she moaned with pleasure, thinking about it. "All the new girls have to try him out, and everyone thinks it's worth it. Of course," she stood up straight and reached down to stroke the cock of the guy groping her, "all the guys here are worth a lay… or two. And most of them are happy to help you fulfill any fantasy you have."

"Any…" my wife said, her voice trailing off.

"Trust me, most anything you could want, we've all done," she said. "From threesomes to foursomes, to facials, tied-up, tied-down, we're down to help anyone try anything that they want."

"Anything," my wife said, smiling now, realizing what that meant. 

"You want to stay?" I asked my wife, surprised by her change in tone.

"Only if you want to," she said hopefully. "After all… when in Rome…"

"Let me guess what you want to do," I said, looking down at our neighbor's long, hard member.

"Would you mind?"

"Well, what would I do?"

"Anyone you want, I guess," she said, looking at that cock, not really caring about anything but that. I'm sure if her best friend, sister, or anyone else I had normally inappropriate thoughts about were here are the party, I could have free rein with them right now. For right now, I was a little limited, but there were still plenty of opportunities.

"Want to watch your wife?" the girl being groped asked me. Or, you could climb up and mount the hostess, or help me out. I always enjoy a good threesome," she said, reaching out and stroking my cock.

I watched as Tom walked closer to my wife and put a hand on her breast. I was the only guy who had touched her there in the last six years. Yet, I was pretty sure he was going to be touching her in a lot of places I had only touched her in the last few years. And with that horse cock of his, he might touch her in places she's never been touched before.

I watched my wife mindlessly reach out for his cock, barely able to wrap her delicate fingers around it, and stroke it.

Another girl had come up to me. She wrapped her arm around one of mine. "I loved it when my husband watched me take that thing for the first time… and every other time. And he loved watching it stretch me open. Your sex life will never be the same, but in a good way. Now I just enjoy when he watches me with anyone," she said, lightly running her hand up and down my back. "So, is it okay if he watches you and me?"

I gasp as my wife bent over to take that cock in her mouth… or attempt to at least. The girl running her hand up and down my arm reached around with her other arm and grabbed my ass. "I think you could be a lot of fun too," she said. "Will you be fun for us?"

"Uh-huh," I said, watching what I couldn't believe.

Tom took my wife by the hand and helped her up. He turned her around, so my wife was facing his wife and bent her over the table. There, I watched as he mounted my wife. My wife moaned in pain and pleasure as he opened her up.

I wanted to look away, but I couldn't.

I felt something wet on my cock. The girl who was being groped was now down on her hands and knees, sucking my cock, while I watched my wife.

Behind the girl, the guy who had been groping her mounted her doggy style.

I felt her shift back and forth as he thrust in and out of her, while I watched my wife getting fucked. Moaning with every stroke till she came.

Watching my wife cum was such a turn-on. I tried holding back, but I couldn't. I worked to keep from cumming, but I lost my battle. 

Just as I started to cum, the other girl kissed me passionately on the lips. I moaned as I shot my load into one girl's mouth, while I sucked face with another. I felt her tongue dancing around inside my mouth until my orgasm faded away.

As she broke our kiss, and the other girl pulled off my cock, I realized I had just experienced something so passionate, so intimate… and I didn't even know their names. As they looked at me, they smiled. Their jobs were done… they were to keep me there, while my wife was fucked and filled with cum by another man… to make sure I was okay with it.

I watched as Tom clenched his ass and shot his load deep in my wife's cunt. Was it so different from what I had just done? Some would say a blow job is even more intimate.

As he pulled back, the girl who was sucking my cock moved over to Tom and licked his cock clean. "Oh, she tastes good," she said to the group.

The group all clapped as they heard this and now considered my wife and me a part of their group.

I looked at my wife, still bent over. Her pussy was swollen and red from being used, and she was leaking cum from her dirty cunt. She looked like the fucking sluts I like to watch in pornos. I wondered what that said about her... about me?

The girl who kissed me wanted to find out just how good my wife tasted. But instead of licking his cock, she went to my wife. "Ever been eaten out by a girl?"

My wife shook her head no.

"Want to see what it's like?"

With that, she licked my wife's pussy, trying to get all the cum out of her used cunt.

Watching my wife being eaten by a girl was one of my fantasies, one I had never shared with my wife, of course, but that didn't make watching it that much hotter. I listened to my wife moaning as the girl's tongue darted in and out of her gushing pussy. My cock twitched as I heard my wife cum from the girl licking her pussy.

I had always assumed that my wife would never do anything with a girl, but here, she was so turned on, she not only allowed it, she was running her hands through the girl's hair, working to pull her into her pussy even deeper.

Another guy walked up to the girl licking my wife and tapped her on the shoulder. The girl got up, and the guy got between my wife's legs. Of course, he wasn't going to lick my wife. He had another tool he wanted to use on her.

The girl who had been eating the cum out of my wife walked over to me and pulled me in for a deep kiss. I tasted my wife on her lips. "Every guy here is going to want to try out your wife," she said as she broke our kiss. "And us girls are going to keep your balls drained as well to make sure you enjoy it."

I watched as a second guy fucked my wife, giving her a third orgasm for the day, and we hadn't even been here a half hour.

As he was fucking her, another guy climbed up on the table. Since I hadn't taken a space with my neighbor, he got to use her pussy. Of course, he was all about eating her out, while she kept riding that hard cock in her ass.

I didn't think I could ever eat a pussy while a cock was so close to my face, but watching it was very exciting. But still not as exciting as listening to my wife being pleased again and again. Which was something else I never thought I'd do.

I scanned the room, wondering which girl I should try to be with next. Maybe I could get a little pussy this time. That's even more fun than a blowjob, I thought. After all, my wife shouldn't be the only one having fun with others today.

The girl who had been with me offered me a little blue pill. "We plan to keep the two of you going all day long until neither one of you can walk straight," she said with a laugh.

My wife was lost in her own orgasm. I watched as a guy got on the table in front of her. She had never been interested in a threesome before, but I watched as she had her first one… and part of me wished I could have been one of the participants. Yet as I saw a leggy blonde, my mind and body started focusing on her.

I looked her up and down, and she smiled at me. I smiled back, looking at her cute shaved pussy, just begging to be fucked. Who knows, maybe I could have my own first threesome and work on pleasing two girls at once. I know that was always a fantasy of mine, as it is for most guys, I'm sure.

Several years back when my sister would come back here to visit she would stay with us. One day she walked in on hubbie and I going at it. The next day when hubbie was at work she asked if she was intruding. I told her no and we talked. Come to find out she had not been with a man since her hubbie left her 20 years prior. Her hubbie did not want kids. When she ended up pregnant he left her. She put all her time and effort into making sure her kid was taken care of and never dated again.

We had a very deep conversation. She talked about not being with anyone since. So I suggested she let my hubbie fuck her. We talked about it and she finally agreed…….

So due to my hubbies job, firefighter/paramedic he often sleeps during the day. Because of this our windows are blacked out, so at night our room is very dark. When hubbie cums home from work late at night he does not turn any lights on so as to not disturb me. He climbs into bed fucks me from behind and we go to sleep.

So with that I offered to my sister to take my spot in bed that night. When my hubbie cums home he would fuck her and go to sleep. My sister and I are the same build so he would not know in the dark.

So we shaved her pussy as mine was shaved due to it being summer and she took my place in bed…. When hubbie cum home that night he fucked her…We switched after hubbie fell asleep. 

We did this for a few years when she visited. We even got brave enough to switch in the middle of the night on nights hubbie was home. I would go to bed with hubbie. Get fucked. Wake up in the middle of the night. Sis would take my place. (I taught sis how to wiggle her ass against hubbie to get him to fuck her) Hubbie would fuck her and we switched back…..

I have always had a thing for women and my fantasy was to watch hubbie fuck another girl and then lick hubbies frosting out of her. Hubbie loves the idea of a MFF. So for hubbies 50th bday, since I had been tricking hubbie into fucking my sister what better gift than hubbie getting my sister and I for the weekend of his 50th bday!

So hubbie got to have both of us for his 50th bday and it’s been the three of us since.

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