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A widow's first threesome

8/16/2010

Tom and I married immediately after I graduated from high
school. In those days girls married right out of school
because we fell in love but also because we could then enjoy
sex without the guilt. And it removed the risk of unmarried
pregnancy.


I will also say I was not a virgin at the altar although Tom
was the only man I had been with. He had old fashion virtues
which impressed me although during our courtship there
were times the animal in him showed. I had made him promise
to control his urges as well as help me control mine. Then
one night a few months before the ceremony I surrendered
my virginity just the same. It wasn’t the experience I had
hoped for but when it was over, my instincts told me I wanted to do many more times from then on.


At eighteen I was horny constantly to the point that even
when Tom left for work I would play with myself for hours
trying to satisfy my needs. I no longer could remember my
mother’s words cautioning me not to turn into a woman of
low moral character. But once Tom got use to me it seemed
at times he also got bored with me.


Our two children arrived quickly and within three years
of getting married my life had become the same as my mothers.
I tended to our two children, our home and my husband desires
when he was in the mood. Still those were happy years even
if life was not as exciting as I had once dreamt it might have
been. And yes my sex life became dull. Maybe because it was
always the same or maybe because of my inner desire for something
wilder.


I can’t say I didn’t love Tom yet the sexual spark was gone
after ten years of marriage. Again like most couples our
age, we stayed together if for no other reason than we had
children to finish bringing up. Along the way I suspected
Tom of having affairs more than once but he always denied
it of course. And I came close once myself but I just couldn’t
do it because it would have haunted me the rest of my life.



And then one day while I was out having lunch with a girl friend,
Jenny, my whole world drastically changed without warning.
It started as a wonderful warm spring day and ended very
differently. As I arrived at my home I was greeted by two
police officers. Just their expressions told me something
was not right. “Can I help you?” I asked as I climbed from
my car. I learned of my husband’s heart attack and death
at work. I did not write this to bring you down so I will simply
skip all the details and fast forward to a year later.


One of the things I never expected was to be a single woman
at thirty nine years of age. I had adjusted fairly well to
my life as a single woman in every respect except sexually.
I had redone my appearance, wardrobe and even managed to
make some new friends. It was a good life except for my urges
fighting my values on a daily basis. I kept asking myself
the age old question, how does a woman remain respectful
and handle her sexual demons at the same time?


My husband may have not been the world’s greatest lover
but he did have his good points in bed. And after a year with
no sex even a boring routine would have been wonderful.
With no one to assist me, my vibrator was about my only option.
Our children kept urging me to start dating but the idea
of being with another man was too scary. Please remember
Tom had been my one and only lover.


Tom’s brother, Tim had been a savor for me and stopped because
every time I called for him to fix this or that around the
house. One particular night I had gotten home from work,
soaked in the tub and of course masturbated. I had just dried
off when I heard my back door open. Wearing only my panties
I froze in front of my mirror for a split second until I heard
Tim’s voice asking me if I was home. Relieved that some stranger
had not broken in, I slipped on a robe and went to show him
where the faucet was leaking.


Tim was the completely opposite of his brother every way
imaginable. Tim never married and in fact he had always
been the wild child of the family. As I walked into the kitchen
his eyes immediately began to roam. “Now stop that, ” I
said while giggling a little at his reaction to seeing me
wearing only a robe as cover for the first time.


“You dating yet?” he asked to which I replied, “No. Of course
not.” Chuckling he and made some comment that I could have
plenty of guys hanging around if I just let my hair down.
I sat at the table, crossing my legs and made sure my robe
did not ride too high up my thighs. “Oh ya. Well how do I go
about finding all those men?” I asked while he climbed under
the sink to find the leak.


Tim pulled his head out from under my kitchen sink and looked
directly at me. “You have to be daring and willing to take
chances, ” he said. “I can tell you I am not easy, if that
is what you are suggesting, ” I said feeling a little insulted
by his bluntness. Tim just laughed and hinted that in fact
if I had gone a year without sex I had to also be crazy.


I sat surprised I was actually discussing sex for the first
time in my life. It was also odd considering I was talking
with a relative. My husband never spoke of sex and al my mother
ever did was preach at me about it. Letting my guard down
just a little I replied to Tim, “Well it hasn’t been easy.
I mean I am a woman with needs like everyone else.” Tim laughed
again and said he couldn’t make it a week without getting
laid.


At one point, I noticed Tim looking at me differently. Suddenly
I realized my robe had opened slightly as I caught him staring
at my cleavage. I quickly grabbed the fabric to cover my
cleavage when Tim stood up and told me to be a little daring
and leave my robe the way it was. “What?” I asked not sure
what I heard. “You heard me. Time for you to do something
daring so show them to me, ” he replied. I had never been
spoken to like that by any man before and was not about to
start now.


“Its time for you to leave, ” I said to him as he leaned against
my counter, crossed his arms and refused. “Listen honey.
I know your panties are wet so just show me your big sweet
tits and I will gladly leave, ” Tim said as if he was in charge
of me. “Come on Tim. Don’t be stupid, ” I said as I felt the
tiny hairs on the back of my neck standing straight up. This
was completely unexpected yet it was my first sexual encounter
in a very long time and it was having an effect on me.


I had always prided myself on being the, “Good Girl”, growing
up. At thirty nine I didn’t know how to be anything else.
So there I stood in my own kitchen being told to show my breasts.
My nerves were wound up as tension created by my own lust
seized control of me. “You need to go, ” I told Tim again
and again he refused. “This is completely stupid. If I did
do it, you would have to promise you will never tell anyone.”
Tim nodded he would keep my secret. I remember feeling myself
standing up not believing I was actually going to expose
myself. “No quick flashing. I want to take my time when you
show them to me, ” Tim said smiling from ear to ear.


The little voice in the back of my head kept screaming for
me to stop yet the rush of hormones surged within me. I had
never done anything like this ever before as I reached for
the upper part of my robe and pulled it apart. I was literally
trembling as my breasts feel the warm air rush over them
as they came into his view. “Fuck honey. Those are some nice
melons, ” Tim said as I looked away while holding my robe
open for him. My breasts were warm and tingling as they remained
exposed. Inside I was twisting and turning while my pussy
was stirring and grew even wetter.


Tim’s bold approach and trash talk was hard to accept yet
it also aroused me in ways I never thought I could predicted.
Was I a whore and didn’t realize it or was it just too much
for me to have gone without for over a year? I stood for a full
minute as my breasts heaved on my chest. It felt like a thousand
pounds of weights had just been dropped on them. “Thanks.
It was at least a start for you, ” he said when I finally covered
myself back up literally shaking down to my toes. “I can’t
believe I showed you my breast. Please don’t ever tell anyone
I did that, ” I said softly before he turned to head for the
door.


I locked the door while feeling like I might pass out. What
had I just done? Guilt hit me first but it was quickly replaced
with lust. I rushed to my bathroom and opened my robe to see
how I looked when he stared at me. My areolas have always
been large and dark and my nipples were like frozen ice cycles
pointing straight out for him. I looked into the mirror
and realized I was a free woman for the first time and I could
do anything I wanted. All I needed now was courage.


I couldn’t believe what I had done yet it thrilled me even
if it was wrong. My hands quickly found my swollen pussy
and within seconds of lying on my bed. I exploded hard enough
to rock my world. It was first time that sex felt the way I
had always dreamt sex should feel. After I calmed down I
had to accept the fact I liked being told to be naughty and
with Tim pushing me it might be fun because I felt safe since
I knew him and trusted him.


I was in a panic for the next week as he never called yet part
of me wanted him to. It was a confusing time as I tried to remain
respectful but was only fooling myself. All I could think
about was how aroused I had become exposing myself the week
before. I wanted to do it again and decided to call him with
another problem with my house. “Can you come to fix the back
door? It’s sticking, ” I said softly. Tim remained silent
as I shook holding the phone to my ear. A full minute passed
before I asked, “You still there?”


“Bra and panties, ” Tim said with his low masculine voice.
“What did you say?” I asked as my legs grew weaker. “I’ll
come and fix the door but only if you answer the door wearing
only a sexy bra and panties.” I held the phone to my ear but
did not speak for a few seconds. Then I told Tim “I can be home
from work by six on Tuesday, if that works for you.” “See
you then, ” I heard him say before he hung up.


I sat on a kitchen chair and almost broke into tears as my
fear, frustration and desires were swirling around inside
my head. Was I sinking too low, too quickly? Was I breaking
some sort of rules that respectable women don’t break?
I picked up the phone vowing to call him back and hung it up
without making the call. Instead I laid on my bed alone and
began to rub my vibrator over my gushing pussy until I exploded.



I had two days to battle my better judgment before Tim would
arrive expecting me to answer the door wearing only a bra
and panties. And when Tuesday rolled around I was too upset
or too excited and called in sick so I could spend all day
at home, digging for the courage I would need. I showered
and fussed with my hair and makeup until right before six.
I put on my sexiest lacy black bra and matching panties and
felt myself leaking already.


With my husband, sex had been predictable and safe. That
is all I had been taught. Suddenly I was alone and on my own
to figure things out. With Tim sex was much a more bold approach.
I didn’t feel safe at all yet that was the part that excited
me even more. I had never used my body as a toy yet that is what
I was being asked to do if I indeed answered my back door with
only my bra and panties on. Shutting all my blinds I paced
the floor in my bra and panties while telling myself over
and over I would be ok.


And when he didn’t arrive at six I grew angry and even more
anxious. I was sitting at the table shaking when Tim knocked
at my door a full thirty minutes late. My heart rate doubled
while I unlocked it. Backing up quickly I stood by the table
bracing myself with the back of a chair as he opened the door.
He walked in, stopped and stared at my body as if he was inspecting
produce. Without a word he motioned for me to take a chair
so we could talk. My breasts felt like they weighed a ton
hanging in my sheer lacy bra in front of him.


My first thought was he was not interested based on what
he had seen. “Your body is great but your mind needs to learn
to have fun, ” Tim said as I sat quietly and listened. “I’m
not Tom nor am I looking for a wife or girl friend, ” he explained.
I tried to look like I understood what he was trying to tell
me. “So then, what is this that we are doing?” I asked once
he had paused for a second.


Tim smiled and rose from his chair. “You asked me last time
how could you find all those men who might want to spend some
time with you. I’m just willing to show you if you’re not
going to get cold feet. In other words can you be a woman who
enjoys sex without so many reservations?” he replied and
turned to fix my back door. “Ok. I’ll give it a try, ” I replied
when his back was to me. “Good. I need some tools to fix the
door so I will be back tomorrow night at nine, ” Tim said.



My panties had by then clung to my crack from the mountain
of sexual energy I was feeling. “Are you leaving?” I asked
as he got back to his feet. Tim turned around and stared at
my body for a bit longer. My flesh was moist to the touch experiencing
the lust of a male looking at me the way he did. “No. I think
I’m going to stay if that is ok with you?” he replied.


Now I had no idea what that meant and it still scared me to
death but I also didn’t want him to leave either. I had spent
a year’s worth of boring nights and this was the first time
I had felt alive in a long time. I smiled at Tim and nodded
yes to his asking if he could stay or not.


“Take off the bra, ” he said as my eyes watered. “Just like
that. You say take off your bra and I am suppose to do it?”
I asked shocked and embarrassed. He offered me a frown as
his answer. Determined to prove to him I was up for the challenge,
I reached around in back and undid the clasp. Shaking I held
it over my breast for a few terrifying seconds before letting
it fall to the floor. I was struggling to breathe as he smiled
and pointed to my panties next. Again the little voice in
my head was screaming at me to stop. Yet I remember slipping
my finger tips under the waist band on each side and feeling
them slowly slide down my legs until I was able to step from
them.


I paused for a second before standing back up straight and
exposing my vagina to him for the first time. As he approached
me I managed to say, “Tim. I’m scared.” My words did not stop
him as I watched him stand close enough that his male cologne
was filling my head. Looking down I watched his finger tips
trace a circle around my nipples and belly button before
he moved towards the tuff of trimmed pubic hair above my
pussy. “Oh my goodness, ” I said staring at his finger moving
closer to my womanhood. I closed my eyes once I felt his finger
tips rub over my swollen outer lips. “It’s been so long since
anyone touched me, ” I whispered as his fingers began to
probe my womanhood.


My juices were running down the inside of my thighs as his
finger pushed up into me. Tim led me to the table and had me
lie on my back as he pulled my legs apart. “Can we go to my bedroom, ”
I asked as his fingers rammed back inside of me. “I’m not
going to make love to you. We’re just going to fuck, ” he
replied as I felt a climax coming on quickly.


I knew the rules had changed because this felt nothing like
the sex I was use to. I was not seeking love even throughout
my entire life I had always thought that love and sex went
hand in hand. Once I felt his sweet tongue touch me, I melted.
It had been so very long since I felt this much pleasure as
my body began to spam out of control. I finally could no longer
take the pressure as I cried out once the dam had burst and
my juices flowed like a raging river.


Tim took a chair after removing his jeans and told me to get
off the table. His large swollen organ stood straight up
as I gazed down at it with more lust than a respectable woman
should have. I soon was on my knees in front of him sucking
his hard cock like a mad woman. Tim held his hands on my head
and guided me offering advice on how to make him the hottest
he could be. Salty drop of cum soon coated my tongue the longer
I sucked his shaft.


When he pulled me to my feet my legs were weak as he had me straddle
his chair. I had worried about this moment ever since my
husband had died yet now that it was happening I wasn’t worried
at all. When his hot poker touched my wet lips I held my breath
and lowered myself onto his shaft. Tim hard cock felt amazing
as I savored every inch. My inner muscles gave way easier
than I thought since it had been over a year.


“You’re doing fine, ” Tim said when half of his cock was
in me. “I hope so. I forgot how good this feels, ” I replied
trying my best to be the sexual creature he expected me to
be. Tim’s hard shaft made it way up inside of me when I felt
his full sack press against my ass. He was now part of me and
even without love, it felt perfect.


In the end all I needed was a good fuck and began to grind myself
onto his shaft coating him with my juices. It was unbelievable
to feel a man inside of me again and it seemed to bring me back
to life as a woman. It didn’t take long before I was his completely.
“My friends are going to love your big tits, ” Tim said as
I responded carelessly by saying “Good. I hope they do”.
He held them with each of his hands while I humped up and down
on his fat cock without regard for myself dignity.


“Fuck me baby, ” I said once as I felt him begin to stiffen
deep inside my womb. Tim held my waist and pushed me up and
pulled me down faster and faster until I felt him expand
for the last time and begin to pump his cum into my hungry
pussy. “Oh yes baby, that’s what I’ve been missing, ” I
murmured, watching his distorted expression while he
drained himself.


My legs were too weak for me to stand after he was finished.
I simply collapsed on his lap and wrapped my arms around
his neck still trembling yet satisfied. I didn’t want to
let go of his sweet cock and needed to feel it throbbing a
little longer inside of me. “Can I kiss you?” I asked once
a little of my senses had begun to return. Smiling Tim nodded
yes as we share our first kiss after our first fuck. Everything
was backward yet I no longer cared. “Thank you, ” I said
before climbing off, tossing him a napkin to clean himself
up before racing for the bathroom.


I shut the bathroom door still struggling to catch my breath
while thinking about what I had just done. It was impossible
to accept even if the evidence he had pumped into me was running
down my inner thighs. And he was right, because it was just
sex for the sake of pleasure but maybe that was not such a
terrible thing after all.


Once presentable again I tossed on my robe and noticed a
spring had returned in my step. Tim was drinking a beer at
the table so I grabbed one as well and joined him. “You were
terrific. But you not going to tell anyone are you?” I said
unable to wipe the smile from my face. “Of course not. And
you are a great fuck, ” he said making me feel like a woman
again after too much time of feeling I was something less.



We drank our beers and chatted for a short time but Tim never
mentioned wanting to come back again. Fearing I had my one
and only chance I dug for the courage and asked, “So are we
going to do this again sometime?” Tim laughed and asked
me if I had ever been fucked in a kitchen before. I shook my
head no. I believe he knew I had lived a very sheltered life,
sexually speaking with his brother.


Tim reminded me again he was not looking for a relationship
other than a sexual one. I agreed telling him that worked
for me. “Be ready for me tomorrow night after I fix your back
door” he said which caused me to beam. “Want to try a threesome
sometime soon?” he asked next which of course shocked me.
“You mean two women and you or two men and me?”I asked. “I
have a friend Roger. And he and I do some threesomes once
in a while. You might like him because he is hung like a horse, ”
Tim replied.


Sensing if I hesitated, Tim may decide I was a waste of time.
“I guess I would be willing to give that a try, ” I replied.
Outwardly holding myself together as best I could yet trembling
inside, scared to death. Tim left me sitting at the table
for another hour or more wondering what direction I was
headed and if I truly wanted to go in that direction.


My choices were limited or so it seemed to me at the time.
I could revert back to being a lonely widow with no sex life
or go with Tim’s idea and spread my wings even though I would
be going against everything I thought I was as a woman. I
slept the best I had slept in over a year and didn’t wake up
in time to make it to work on time.


After work I headed to the mall and shopped in a lingerie
shop for some new sexier bras and panties. I found a mini
skirt and sexy top which I would never have worn when Tom
was alive. If I was going to try a new path in life, then I needed
to act a new way and look like a different woman. Tim fucked
me on my bed the next night and then disappeared for over
a week. Part of me felt used yet I kept telling myself he was
not my boyfriend and I should give him his space and wait
it out.


When Tim called a week later we laughed on the phone as we
recalled what had happened on Tuesday night in my kitchen
and Wednesday night in my bedroom. “You are indeed a naughty
boy, ” I said to him as my way of teasing him. “Well that may
be true but you seemed to be enjoying yourself, ” he joked
back. My mind kept recalling glimpses of images of our fuck
and how intense and wonderful it truly was.


“I spoke with my friend Roger today, ” Tim said at one point
which caused me to freeze up. “Ok. And what did you talk about?”
I asked knowing dam well what they talked about but wanted
to make him say it to me again. “You getting cold feet?” he
asked and went silent. “Sort of but I’m also not saying no, ”
I said softly half hoping he would say he had changed his
mind about the threesome idea.


The following week was pure hell as I crossed off the day’s
counting down to Saturday when Tim said he and his friend
Roger were going to be over. I kept asking myself how I had
gone from a boring housewife to a woman about to have sex
with a relative and a man she had never even met. But Saturday
arrived and there was nothing I could do about it except
call and cancel out. Of course if I did that my special times
with Tim would be over as well.


I showered, put on the skimpy red bra and panties before
slipping into my new mini skirt and sexy top. And I can admit
I was scared to death yet aroused so much I was losing control
of my mind and body with each passing minute. I sipped a glass
of wine to help calm my nerves as the minutes raced towards
nine pm, the time my guest would arrive.


And at nine sharp I heard a knock on my back door. Standing
to answer the door, I almost tripped walking in my hour inch
heels I had on. I opened the door and saw Tim smiling as he
kissed me on my cheek and passed by me. Roger was a larger
man, well built and handsome who smiled, looked down at
my chest and greeted me with a pleasant hello.


I said hello back to him as he walked in my kitchen. I remember
thinking to myself how in the world could I have just said
hello to a man who can come to fuck me before the night would
be over. “She’s nervous but she’ll settle down, ” Tim told
Roger as I got them their drinks. I heard Roger comment,
saying I had big tits and a great ass.


It was if I was not even there they way the two men talked about
my body. I brought them their drinks in the living room and
took a seat on a free chair. I was too nervous to continue
and Tim knew it at that point. All I had to do now was figure
out how to get out of the threesome. “Why don’t you go sit
by Roger on the sofa, ” Tim said obviously watching me get
cold feet.


I don’t know why but I rose and walked to the sofa and took
a seat next to Roger just like Tim had asked. It was odd yet
the longer I sat next to him and chatted, the more I began
to relax just a little. But I was still nowhere close to going
through with this threesome idea. Ten minutes later Tim
joined me putting me between the two of them. Looking at
the size of them on each side of me made me feel like a small
child.


Tim rested his hand on my thigh just above my knee as I tensed
up a little but didn’t push it away. “We’re going to go real
slow, ” Tim said after a minute of feeling his hand on my
bare flesh. I looked down and watched his hand push up under
my skirt and suddenly he was rubbing the outside of my new
panties causing my pussy to gush even more.


“Oh my, ” I repeated a few times as I grew hotter from his
touch. I stared straight ahead avoiding looking at either
of them. Within a minute I felt Roger’s hand touch my other
thigh which caused me to begin to tremble. They leaned me
back on the sofa and pulled my legs apart so both of them to
play with my pussy at the same time. I had never felt anything
so intense in my entire life. Being touched by two men at
the same time was incredible and over powering.


Soon their hands also began to massage my warm breasts as
my body withered even more. The assault had begun and was
happening so quickly I could not control my reactions nor
could I hide them. Within ten minutes on the sofa the two
of them managed to push me past the point of wanting to stop
this from happening.


I was helped to my bedroom where my blouse and skirt were
removed. Roger was drawn to my breasts as he played with
them before unhooking my bra a short time later. His warm
lips suckled each nipple as I quivered and moaned my appreciation.
When I was turned to be shared with Tim I saw he was already
naked as we climbed onto my bed and began to hug and kiss each
other. I was on my side when I felt Roger’s hard, large feeling
cock press to me.


I was then shared back and forth between them, never given
a chance to catch my breath. My body was on fire and they knew
what to do. My panties were slipped down my legs after I had
sucked each of their marvelous cocks. And Tim was right
about Roger’s cock as it was by far the largest I had ever
seen. But then I had only seen two before so I was not much
of a judge.


Tim pulled my legs apart and began to lick my needy pussy
while Roger and I held each other close and shared very tender
kisses throughout my ordeal. I would shake in his arms as
my climax grew closer so he would hold me even tight and help
me ride it out. I was going out of my mind by the time I did climax.
And it was the record setter as far as my score card was so
far in my life.


I laid with my legs spread as I heard the talking about who
wanted to fuck me first. I looked up and saw Roger looking
down at me with a fire in his eyes. It was that look a woman
gets to know right before a man is about to consume her flesh.
“Don’t hurt me, ” I said softly as his thick shaft began
to penetrate my tight pussy. “She’s a little tight but she’ll
be able to handle you, “Tim said watching me struggle to
accommodate Roger’s big shaft.


Once Roger was completely inside of me with his monster
cock I can truly say I had never felt anything like it ever
before. It brought the beast out in me as I worked with him
wanting it to never end. It felt like I had just been impaled
by a fence post as his shaft stretched me beyond reasonable
causing me to hold on for dear life.


Roger also had a large sack which I felt each time he would
thrust into me. I was soon placed on all fours so I could suck
Tim’s cock while Roger fucked me from behind. I was gasping,
gagging and struggling under the intensity of being assaulted
by two males at the same time. Tim then entered me as Roger
watched him fuck me. Soon they began to switch back and forth
and after that I could no longer cared whose cock was in me.



Tim grew rigid first as I laid under him feeling him pumping
his white cream into me with an urgency I never experienced
before. His large body tensed up as he eyes rolled to the
back of his head. I laid helplessly under him receiving
his hot sticky cream and savoring the experience for all
it was worth. When he did remove himself I braced for Roger
who still scared me a little yet I wanted to feel him gushing
me more than I cared to admit. Roger’s shaft somehow found
room again and soon his thrusts were more dominating than
before.


“Oh my Tim, he is getting even bigger, ” I said out of desperation
as Roger’s shaft expanded against the inner walls of my
pussy. Tim replied saying something like it’s all good
but I don’t recall exactly. By then I had to focus on Roger
and his approaching orgasm. Roger grew determined as he
rammed himself violently into my womanhood before pulling
back and ramming again and again.


And then deep grunting noises came from his chest as I was
pinned to the bed below him. The final grunt sounded like
a lion roaring in the jungle as I felt his spasms begin one
right after another. I was already a mess from Tim and with
what Roger was doing to me; my womanhood may never feel clean
again.


When Roger did climb off looking like a satisfied male,
Tim handed me a towel to put between my legs and run for the
bathroom before their cum really began to pour out of me.
I sat on the toilet and drained for ten minutes if not more
before I cleaned myself by showering before I threw on a
robe to go find them.


I found the conquering hero’s in the living room, drinking
beer and congratulating each other on a good job done. I
walked in half smiling covered in my robe as they both stood
and applauded me as if I had won first prize. “You two are
terrible. But thank you for the experience just the same, ”
I said as I hugged each of them and kissed their cheeks.


So that is how I went from frumpy housewife and widow, to
a woman no longer afraid to live life to the fullest.

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8/16/2010

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Awesome story!!!!! You are an awesome lady....a gifted
writer of steamy erotica....and soooooooooooo sexy!
I believe this is your best story....so far! Tom

8/16/2010

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Oh yes a very good story.

8/16/2010

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very nice great story

8/16/2010

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Excellent as always and a very great "escape!"
Jon

8/16/2010

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You're the best writer on these pages, for sure. This one is one of your best, but my favorite is still the
one involving the other couple in the motorhome on vacation.
Keep up the great work, you really have an awesome talent!

8/17/2010

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Love , love it, love it! Thanks for a good jack off session.

8/17/2010

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Hot story as always. Love your stories and would love to
be with you. Thanks and keep your stories coming.

8/17/2010

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Great story, you are a very gifted writer keep us with more
good stories

8/17/2010

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great story

8/17/2010

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You are truly a great writer and this is one of your best!

8/17/2010

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Great story, again...

8/17/2010

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very nice and well done. thank you

8/17/2010

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Classy, that was one of the most erotic, well written stories
I've read. You words bring the scene to life. Thanks.

8/18/2010

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Thanks! A truly GREAT and erotic story! Keep writing more
of them. Your photo should be posted in the dictionary,
right beside the word Classy!

8/18/2010

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As usual you deliver like no other, good mastery of the language
and great story telling technique. Keep them coming.

8/19/2010

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Great story, keep them cumming, lol, I enjoy all your stories.
This is one I wish I was apart of.

8/19/2010

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Thanks for a great story, tell us more.

6/25/2011

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I got so aroused reading this story that I had to play with
myself...

6/25/2011

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Very exciting exciting story. I really enjoy threesomes
a lot. Threesomes fuel my voyeuristic and exhibitionist
desires of watching and being watched while sharing with
a couple. I enjoy helping to give a woman double pleasure.

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