When I was 23, I went on a business trip to Barbados. I was excited to go, but didn't like my female boss much. We were going to be there for two weeks and I told myself I just have to make the best of it. I was a curvy girl with nice big tits, and my boyfriend was afraid I would cheat on him while I was on my trip. The first week was a kind of boring. But, the highlight of the day was always getting back to the hotel to go on the beach and swim in the ocean. The first day of the second week we had gotten back to the hotel and I went in for a swim. I noticed that one of the black guys, that worked for the hotel beach activities area, was also swimming next to me. He came up to me and introduced himself. He was kind of handsome and had a long lean build. We chatted for a while and then he left. The next day, same thing. He swam up to me and asked if I'd like to go out with him that night to a local disco. I loved to dance, and anything to get away from my boss - so I said yes! I got all dolled up and we went to the club. It was dark and romantic and the music was intoxicating. He held me close when we danced and I was loving every minute. We got back to the hotel grounds and took a moonlight stroll on the beach. We walked down a small pier and he started to kiss me. His big lips enveloped my lips and his tongue slid into my mouth. He put his hand up my shirt and the other down my pants to feel my wet pussy. We kissed some more then he turned me around and started pulling down my pants and panties. The cool breeze of the ocean rushed between my legs and I could feel how wet I was. He put his big black cock up my pussy and it felt so good. He was many times bigger than my boyfriend. My pussy felt full and I ached for more. I hung on to the pier's rail and took his giant cock pounding into me. He came hard and fast. I could feel his cum between my lips as he walked me to the hotel lobby. He said he wasn't allowed upstairs as he was a 'beach only' employee. I was disappointed but said goodnight. My boss asked how my night was and I said a short, 'fine' with a wicked grin on my face. I saw him the next night and was determined to get him to my room. I waited until my boss and I had dinner and then met him downstairs to sneak him back up. We got off the elevator and I saw my boss just walking past the elevator area. She didn't see me and I told him to wait there until the coast was clear. I watched as she went into her room and we ran down the opposite hallway down to my love nest. It was a rush to be getting away with something and my boyfriend was thousands of miles away. We immediately went to my bed and began taking eachothers clothes off. He was already hard and I really wanted to suck his cock. There was no way to get it all the way down my throat but I gave it my best shot. I was getting so hot and couldn't wait for him to fuck me again. I laid on my back and he pushed my legs clear back to where my ankles were past the top of my head. He slammed his cock into my wet pussy and fucked me good. I loved having a big black cock up my pudgy twat. It was getting late and I told him he could stay the night as long as he snuck out before daylight. We snuggled in bed with his long arms around me. At about 2:00 am the phone started to ring. I was still half asleep and answered "Hello??". It was my boyfriend!! I was completely shocked and then I looked over and saw my naked, black lover laying next to me in bed. My boyfriend must have sensed my guilt because he point-blank asked me if someone else was there. I said no, of course, but he wasn't convinced. We argued a bit and I he kept saying that I wasn't acting like myself. We said our goodbyes and I snuggled even closer into his arms. He came up to my room several more times that week and he fucked me every time. He fucked me bent over the end of the bed, he fucked me doggy-style. I sucked his cock over and over and he fucked me on the balcony while watching the sunset over the ocean. He walked up to me and my boss as we were finally leaving on our last day, and acted like he was just coming into work for the day. He had fucked my fat pussy only an hour before. She was clueless! I got back home and my boyfriend was extremely suspicious after that 2am phone call. He drilled me with questions, but I played innocent. That is, until I was a week late for my period! I was totally freaked out. Not only did I cheat on my boyfriend, but now, I might be pregnant with this black man's baby!! I took 3 pregnancy tests which all came back negative, thank goodness. But I'll never forget my black Barbados man!!

I would love to see my wife used by a bunch of old men, seeing her undress and play with herself to get them all hard would be awesome! I would be right there licking their cum off her sexy rolls of fat as it dripped down from them shooting on her face and tits, and more than happy to have her squat on my face to drain her holes into my mouth whenever she was full.

I'm a 18 year old girl and the first time I sucked a boys dick, was when I was 16. I caught my 13 year old cousin Ricky, making out with the girl next door. They were just tuching each other over their clothes, but he was so embarrassed that I had caught him. He made me promise I would say anything to his parents. One day I got him alone with me and told him I would tell his parents and blackmailed him into tacking off his clothes. I took him to my room, locked the door and forced him to strip naked. His dick got instantly hard and gave him a blow job. It took just a couple of sucks and he came inside my mouth. I pulled my panties off and thought him to lick my pussy. I din't have a clue of how to do oral sex, but just the thought of forcing him to lick me made me have an orgasm. In part was just knowing that I could do anything I wanted with him. I wanted to see him cum so I made him masturbate in front of me. Young boys can shot out the sperm clear across the room. I sucked him off a third time before I let him go. That was the only time I seduced him, but know I could get him to do it again if I get to be alone with him. I think he liked it, because he never said anything about it. I'm dying to teach him how to fuck me.

It all started when I was 10 years old. I was obsessed with gymnastics and had dreams of being an olympic champion and winning a gold medal. I was very good but unfortunately never acheived my goal. I lived in Coral Springs, Florida at the time, in a beautiful house with a live in nanny. My mother is a lawyer and my father is a stockbroker. I was very good at gynnastics at school and my mother finally found a gymnastics instructor and coach nearby. It was a small gym but well equipped and every day there were never more than 3 or 4 other girls in practice at the same time. One day a week during school days the instructions were done individually. During the summer months I would spend an entire day alone with the coach either on Monday or Wednesday. The coach was a young man but seemed to know everything about gymnastics. After only a few months I amazed myself as to how much I learned and improved and would show off to my psrents when I got home. The practice was rigorious and sometimes exausting but I loved it so much I never complained. Naturally there were days when I got hurt or pulled a muscle and had aches and pains. One day while doing ring exersises I fell awkwardly, landing on my side. The pain in my neck hip and leg was so intense I think it was the first time I actually cried after falling. The coach was very simpathetic and had me lay down in his office. There were three other girls there that day and they were gone when he came back in to see me. I was better but still sore. He told me to shower and told me he'd me he would apply hot ice after I showered. I didn't know what that was at the time and thought nothing of it. As I got out of the shower he was standing there with his back to me not looking at me. He just told me to put a towel around me and lay on the table, which I did. He rubbed my neck and upper back first with this jelly like sauve and even though it stung slightly it felt wonderful. He pulled the towel away and applied it to my hip and leg. I knew he could see my rear end but honestly thought little of it since most of my gymnastic outfits were skimpy and very reavealing anyhow. It did make me feel better and he just told me to get dressed and he left the room. That was the first time he did that but it began to happen more often as time went on. I knew he had done the same for some of the other girls but no one ever compained about it. When I had the one on one instuctions each week and was alone with him he would insist on giving me a massage after practice to "avoid muscle cramps" or "tone muscles". He would have me shower first, lay on the table with a towel around me and massage me with warm and sometimes very hot oil. Afterwards I would shower again before my nanny came for me. It was soothing and I did enjoy it and each time he did it more of me was exposed to him. It felt so good I didn't care and began to look forward to it. The times he didn't give me a massage I was actually dissapointed. Over a period of a year or so he had me so mesmerized when he did it I don't think I even knew how much I was exposed to him. He would adjust the towel and at times completely remove it. I think the fact that he saw me in my revealing outfits all the time and at times saw me and the other girls naked made me feel at ease when he did it. Gymnastics is a very intimate sport with the coach and at times he holds your body in different places that would otherwise be inappropriate. The massages became more intimate also as time went on and he began massaging my buttocks. I was slightly embarrassed the first time but never complained or objected to it since it felt so good and I completely trusted him. Over time we entered and won different competitions and I won many trophies. He continued walking in the locker room when me and the other girls were in there and would at times remind me and a couple of the other girs to make sure we shaved pubic hair so it wouldn't be seen while in our outfits. None of us ever seemed embarrassed by it and several girls told me he massaged them also. I never mentioned any of this to my parents and thought it part of the gymnastics program since it had been going on for so long. Almost every one on one training day I had, ended with a massage and I was more exposed each time but was not the least bit embarrased by it. Eventually I would be completely naked on the table and the towel was loosly placed in different spots at times. Sometimes over my breasts, buttocks or vagina but he constantly moved it and at times just had it over his shoulder. He always started at my neck and shoulders while I was face down and work his hands all thwy down to my ankles and feet. He would then have me turn over and put the towel over me covering my breasts down to my vagina. Again he stated at my neck and shoulders but soon would be rubbing my breasts, chest and stomach with the hot oil. When he got to my hips, he placed the towel back up near my breasts but never completly cover them. Most of the time I would close my eyes not wanting him to know I was aroused by it. I don't think I thought much of how much I was exposed and can't fully explain how good it felt. He would lift and bend my legs up and down and when he touched my inner thighs it sent chills up my spine and I could feel myself getting wet. I shaved my pubic hair completely and the oil alone felt good on me. The way he exercized and moved and spread my legs apart was humiliating the first few times he did it, but again, I never objected to it. He would rub oil on my vagina and inner thighs and even my anus but never tried to penetrate me. By this time I would be delerious and so aroused by it I didn't want him to end it. He would suddenly stop and tell me to get a shower and dress to go home. As soon as he walked out of the room I would masturbate and orgasm two or three times. I began mastubating at home and tried touching my body the way he did and tried to simulate the feelings I got from it. I never payed much attention to him when he gave me the massages but started to open my eyes enough to see if he was aroused also. Most of the time I couldn't tell if he was but many times I saw he had an erection. When I was younger I never thought about it but know now that he enjoyed it as much or more than I did. This went on almost every week until I was a sophmore in HS and joined a gymnastic team in Ft. Lauderdale. I tried out for olympic competition three times but was never successful. I'm in college now and freely admit I miss the coach and the gymnastics I loved so much. I still see him occassionally but we have never dicussed the massages and when we speak, it is only about the sport and he always complements me on how good I was. I still think about how he pleasured me and the liberties I let him take with me. I do know now it wasn't done strickly for my benefit and that he is probably still doing it to other girls. He at one time or another touched and saw every inch of my body. I never told anyone about it and oddly enough I am not ashamed that I let him do it to me. He must have done the same to other girls but never did any of them tell me about it or ask if it was done to me. Each one of the girls that were in my classes also had the private one on one instruction days. Many girls came and went over those years, some just quit and others just weren't built well enough or lacked the strength or ambition. I have a boyfriend that I have been going with for almost a year. We do have sex often but I still masturbate recalling how the coach stimulated me so much. About two months ago I got my boyfriend to start giving me hot oil massages. I have told him how to do it and now he does it almost exactly like the coach did. When he finishes the massage though I do get him to mastubate me which the coach never did. My boyfriend doesn't know this but most of the time, I close my eyes and pretend the coach is massaging me. My boyfriend wouldn't appreciate it I told him that so I won't.

i use to steal my mothers dirty pantyhose right after she would take them off and go into the shower. I would smell them while they were still wet with her sweat and pussy juice, i would then put one leg over my hard cock and stroke it till i came. i would do this while my mother was just in the other room. i loved the smell of my mothers feet and pussy!!!mmmmmm

I was a party last night with some friends, we were out looking for a one night stand, so we were dressed very sexy and slutty.

The party was going great, I had gotten some numbers and i was having a blast.

I ran into my brother. He was really drunk, and I told my friends that I had to get him home before something bad happened to him.

I take him back to his apartment and he's acting really stupid. I am carrying him but supporting him under the shoulder, so his arm was around me. He wouldn't stop playing with my tit.

I would push his hand away, but he put it back every time.

I finally managed to get him to his bedroom and I just plopped him on his bed. I was starting to leave and he grabbed my arm and pulled me on the bed.

I said "Lemme go, dumbass, I gotta go back"

He said "You look so fucking hot"

I stared at him, amazed at what he said.

Then he pulled me close to him and started to kiss my neck.

Then he told me that he wasn't really wasted, but he was acting like it because he likes when our bodies are close.

I tried to get up and he pulled me back down. His hand went under my skirt and he was rubbing me.

I felt him get hard, and I was feeling really confused, but also very sexy and lustful.

I kissed him deeply and we started to fondle each other. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick and he pushed my panties aside and slipped inside of me, we fucked until we passed out.

I woke up in his arms this morning and I kissed him as he slept. Before I left I took off my panties and put them on his head (heehee)

I do feel bad and ashamed of myself for what I have been doing for the last 15 months. When I graduated high school my uncle got me a job at an office in the city. I got an apartment and it was tough to make ends meet because I couldn't afford the rent. I made friends with Jerry, one of the guys I worked with who was around my age. He lived with his mother and after telling him how I couldn't afford my apartment rent offered to let me rent the spare room at his mother's house. I moved in two years ago and she is a very sweet and attractive women. Jerry was unhappy with his job and after a few months enlisted in the Navy. I knew his mother walked in her sleep sometimes but my room was in the attic and I only saw her doing it twice. She is short so Jerry put high locks on all the doors to prevent her from going out or going in the garage before he went away. He told me if she did walk in her sleep to let her be or try to guide her back to her room. I'm not sure how much she did it but when I moved from the attic room to Jerry's old room it seemed to happen often. She was taking a pill called Klonopin which she didn't like to take since it seemed to knock her out and make her feel lousey in the mornings. She is 42 years old as of last May and like I said an attractive women with a good figure. At first I didn't interact with her but one night I was at the kitchen table. It was only around midnight and right away I knew she was sleep walking. Her pajama top was particially open and I could clearly se her left breast. I just sat looking at her for awhile and admit to getting an erection even though she is only a few years younger than my mom. At one point she just stopped and stared at the sink. There was no response when I spoke to her and she didn't even look at me. I just kept looking at her and her breast for a while and finally stood up and slowly unbuttoned her pajama top and took it off of her. She just walked around the house topless for a short time and eventually went back into her room as I followed her around. She laid back in bed without her top and I don't know what possesed me but I pulled her pajama bottoms off. She had no panties on and I just kept looking at her body. I never touched her that first time but did undress and masturbate. I just left her pajamas on the chair, closed the door and turned off the lights when I left. This goes on at least once and sometimes twice a week since then. She obviously has no reccollection of it and I slowly took more liberties with her each time. I have been able to undress her and a few times she has been topless before coming out of her bedroom. She asked me a few times if I heard her walking around at night but I always tell her I didn't. After a few months, but so far only twelve times, I convinced her to take extra Klonopin before bedtime. It usually takes a half hour or so before she is in a deep sleep. I make noise and knock on her door for awhile to make sure she is out cold. I go in the room naked and even shake her a bit to make sure she doesn't wake up. I then undress her and fondle her breasts and finger her. The last eight times I did this I performed oral sex on her and know for sure she was aroused by it and was very wet. I only know for sure she orgasmed six times but think maybe all eight times. I use her hand to masturbate myself and have put my penis on her lips each time. So far I've been afraid to try intercouse with her and feel my weight would cause her to wake. Most of the time she just sleep walks and most of the time I am able to undress her. I just let her walk around naked as long as she wants and sometimes I am naked and jerking off as I follow her. When she gets back in bed I simply leave her pajamas or nightgown on her chair. She only wears panties when she has a nightgown on and never when shes wearing PJ's. I always shut her door tightly, turn off the lights and sometimes cover her with her sheet. Jerry calls at least once a week and I just tell him everything is fine and I do make sure the top locks are in place every night. He knows I'm sleeping in his room now but doesn't object and I tell him his mother is taking the Klonopin every night which she really isn't. I think she tells him the same thing just so he won't worry about her. A couple months ago I began telling her I heard her walking in her sleep. I started doing that beleiving I could get her to take the extra dose of Klinopin and have been successful a number of times. I can tell when she doesn't take it at all and can almost predict when she will sleep walk. She never resists when I undress her so far although one time she did swing her arm at me. When she has panties on I just pull them down and let her walk out of them the pajama bottoms are more difficult to get off her. I never touch her as she walks around and always wait until she gets back to bed. She only weighs about 120 pounds and it makes it easy for me to move her around or spread her legs apart. When she lays on her side I finger her from the rear and think maybe I could have intercouse with her that way. I bought condoms but so far haven't tried it. She has a boyfriend and they do go out often and I am sure they have sex. Her boyfriend is a really nice guy and I'm sure he would kill me, as Jerry would, if they ever found out what I am doing. I get home from work before her and cook dinner for her sometimes. She treats me like a kid and thinks of me that way I'm sure. I never let her know I see her sleep walk and always treat her nice. I help her clean the house and aside from paying rent always buy extra food. I painted the living room and dining room for her and make minor repairs when possible. She seems to like me very much but only because she doesn't know what I am doing to her. I do feel guilty at times but as soon as I get to see her naked again it fades quickly. She has seen me in my underware a few times but only once has she seen me naked and it was purely accidental. It excited me but I apoligized and told her I was embarrased by it. Little does she know how many times I've been naked in her presance. Thankfully she doesn't know how many times her hand held my penis or how many time my penis touched her lips. I've taken full advantage of her so many times and have licked or kissed most of her body. Jerry is coming home for thirty days next month so I got her to promise me she would take the Klonopin every night. He used to make her take it more often and as far as I know never got her to take an extra dose. I don't want him to find out how I've learned to manipulate her since he's been gone. When she is fully awake I never act the least bit interested in her sexually. She doesn't realize how attractive she is and only dresses nice when she goes out, to work or has her boyfriend over. She rarely wears make up and honestly doesn't need it. Even her breasts are perfect and although not so big are perfectly shaped with dark nipples. I have taken quite a few pictures of her naked and have them well hidden. I envy her boyfriend at times and am jealous that he has consentual sex with her. As much as she treats and talks to me like I'm a child sometimes, I make up for it at night. I maturbate everyday thinking about her and mostly when looking at her naked pictures. I do often thank her for letting me move in, for more reasons than one.