— Born Pussy

My first experience was rather not what I had in mind but otherwise fulfilling. I live in a small town with a population of about ten thousand and almost everyone knows everybody.

School was tough for me and that is why I was given extra tuition after regular school hours by a Mrs B who live two blocks from our house. She is a kind woman, soft spoken and well mannered. She is a tall woman too, not fat, huge boobs and looks kinda of like Mimi Rogers (the actress). Anyway, Mrs B’s children are all grown up and studying in College, so she is all alone during the day time.

I’ll never forget the look on April’s face when she saw me. I was just as shocked as she was, and I tried to appear as if I just happened to be passing by. But I had to know.
“Discrete?” I looked in her eyes. It was the password an unknown woman, a prospective liaison, had agreed on with me when we met in this parking lot. April nodded, her face turning red. I chuckled. “This is kind of awkward, isn’t it?”

Again she nodded. We were both speechless, both totally unprepared to meet under these circumstances: two people looking for a lover. And she was my sister-in-law.
I had put in an ad on a personal’s website, stating my location and desires. That had been a week before this day. She had responded, under the name, “Stacey”, and we had talked through emails.

I’ve been married to my wife Joy for 20 years. She’s 42 years old, 5’2″, 115 lbs, long brown hair, and NICE 34B tits that love to be sucked. She enjoyed the place she worked at but it was boring to her. After a little over a year in this job I jokingly told her that she should get a job in a “jack-shack”. That’s what we call the “Adult Entertainment” businesses located around the front gate of our local military base. In these “jack-shacks” guys pay to sit and watch a porno movie while a girl jacks him off. Sometimes if the money is enough he might get a blow job, or fucked, but the girls usually don’t because they don’t want to get busted by the cops.

Well, Joy is a little of an exhibitionist, but is also a little shy. She actually thought it over and decided that it might be fun to work at one for a few days. She always says that she got married before she had sampled all the dicks she wanted.

I have a special friend. She and I have had a unique relationship for many years. We met when she moved in next to me when she was 19 years old. We seemed to hit it off pretty good, as friends. I had recently been divorced, she was living with the love of her life. Unfortunately, they had a parting of the ways. Through the years she has had boyfriends come and go. I’ve had a couple serious encounters. We may hardly see each other for years or it may be somewhat more frequently. The last few months it has been regularly.

We have masturbated together on and off for many years.Some of my fondest memories include her. She comes over several times a week. My nickname for her is Blondie.Well, it seems Blondie isn;t getting much out of the once-a-week fucking from her boyfriend. She’s always been one who loves to play with herself, but lately almost every time she comes over, her hand is in her clothes, touching herself. Sometimes she gets herself off. To her chagrine, she’s started thinking about me when she’s home sometimes, or even with her honey. She said she doesn’t want to, but there it is. Personally, I’m honored to be thought of that way by her.

I guess I should begin by introducing myself. My name is Jeremy. People call me Jer. I am about 6’2″, 170 lbs, and an athletic build. I also have the country look to me. This story is about a girl I met in college. She is 5’3″, 125 lbs, beautiful build from riding horses, and an accent to die for.

We had known each other for over a year and she had just broken up with her fiance. I knew the entire time that if they broke up, she would come to me first because I was always there for her. When they broke up she called me and came over. We hung out a lot over the next two or three weeks ending in us dating. About two weeks after we began to date, Winter Break came up. She lived near the college while I lived about 2 hours away. When I went home we both spoke to our parents about her coming down to stay for a week or so. Both parents agreed no problem trusting us both greatly.