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				<title>and  are now friends</title>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2012 00:59:19 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Do your mental and physical arousals at how you were raised, things you have witnessed, read, or have watched on tv have any meaning to whom&#8230;</p>
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				<title>Roger486 likes Mallory&#039;s activity</title>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 22 Oct 2012 05:34:23 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ceviche Robusto</p>
<p>Have you ever wanted an anonymous, liberating adventure?  Have you ever wished just to become someone else for a brief time&#8230;</p>
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				<title>posted an update in the group Erotic Photos: Words escape me...</title>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2012 00:58:48 +0000</pubDate>

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				<title>Roger486 likes dreamer&#039;s activity</title>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2012 00:56:47 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This time last week my wife and I decided to go out to eat and to a movie. One of the reasons I like to do this is because my wife is very b&#8230;</p>
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				<title>posted an update in the group Your Fantasies: Public, sub-dom, and some gentle BDSM, what could be [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2012 00:52:02 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Public, sub-dom, and some gentle BDSM, what could be nicer?</p>
<p>The Club</p>
<p>Gradually, Sarah&#8217;s involvement with her new man in Auckland, Tony, was becoming more intense and more &#8220;perverted&#8221; as she started to think of it.  When she visited him on her business trips, he would tie her to the bed or a table and use all of her openings with his hands,&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6947"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6947/" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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				<title>Roger486 likes PleasurePrinciple&#039;s activity</title>
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				<pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2012 20:55:23 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Perfect Stranger&#8230;&#8230;</p>
<p>We\&#8217;ve seen each other quite a few times while walking down the busy street that takes us to our separate little&#8230;</p>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2012 06:18:39 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I went to grab something from the bathroom as he was stepping out of the shower. My eyes skimmed from the top of his head down to his restin&#8230;</p>
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				<title>and  are now friends</title>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2012 20:13:44 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It does help!  😉</p>
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				 posted an update in the group <a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/groups/your-fantasies/">Your Fantasies</a> Being a keen scuba diver I have always imagined what else I could get up to underwater... so I wrote this:

Underwater
 
I was travelling alone in Fiji ; I guess I needed some time to relax after the break-up with my girlfriend.  My friend Mike, who suggested this trip, had arraigned several dives for me during my two-week holiday to the islands.  It was a beautiful day, when the dive boat departed the wharf.
 
I counted seven other divers on the boat.  Couldn\'t help but notice that I was the only male diver aboard… very unusual.  About an hour later, we set anchor in a small bay.  The dive master began taking a role call of all divers, and began her briefing of the dive site.  After the briefing, I began putting on my tank and regulator.  It was peak summer and hot so the water was warm, meaning no need for wetsuits, and with a boat load of women… I was enjoying myself!
 
As I set my gear up, a beautiful blonde woman, wearing a black bikini, came over to me.  \"Hi, my friend and I would like to know if we can buddy up with you, for this dive.\"  \"Sure,\" I answered, with a smile.  \"I going to be taking some pictures, but you are both more than welcome to tag along.\"  \"That would be great,\" she said.  \"We have always wanted to get pictures of us diving.  By the way, I\'m Julie and this is my girl friend Kelly.\"  \"Hello,\" Kelly giggled, as her hands rested upon Julie\'s shoulders.
 
\"Pleasure to meet you both, my name is Rick,\" I said, as we shook hands.  \"I\'d be happy to take a few pictures of you and Kelly.\"  \"Wonderful,\" Julie said, as she turned towards Kelly.  \"Yeah.  That would be great,\" Kelly nodded.  \"We\'ll be ready in a couple of minutes.\"
 
After we jumped into the water, I told them there was a small bombie reef about 100 metres away, and that I wanted to get some pictures.  They both agreed, and we began our surface swim towards the reef.  As I looked back at these two gorgeous women, through the crystal clear, warm water, I watched them as they held hands, and pointed towards the base of the reef.
 
When we arrived at the reef, I paused at the surface; Julie and Kelly surfaced behind me.  \"Are you both okay?\"  I asked.  Julie looked over at Kelly, then nodded.  \"Yes.  We\'re fine.  I just can\'t get over how beautiful it is here.\"  \"Me too,\" Kelly responded with anticipation.  \"How deep is the reef?\"  \"It\'s only 10 to 15 metres to the base,\" I answered.  So we won\'t have to worry about our bottom times.”  “That\'s good,” Kelly said.  She turned to Julie and whispered something into her ear.
 
\"Um, Rick?\"  Julie asked.  \"Can we ask you a question?\"  \"Sure.”  “Would you mind, if .umm,” Julie hesitated and looked over to Kelly.
 
\"We want to know, you would be bothered if we dived topless?\"  Kelly asked with an embarrassed giggle.
 
I couldn\'t believe what I just heard.  I had to pause for a minute, and remind myself I was here to take pictures.  \"Uh….,” I stuttered.  \"No.  I wouldn\'t mind.\"  I smiled.  \"If the both of you are comfortable that way, I\'m not bothered with it.\"
 
Immediately, Julie and Kelly began removing their bikini tops, and we descended towards the reef.  I approached the reef, and began taking pictures of the coral life.  Kelly came over to me and signalled that she and Julie were going over to look and another part of the reef.  I gave the \"okay\" signal, and they both swam away.  After shooting about ten frames, I looked around to see if the girls were nearby, but I couldn\'t see them anywhere.  As I looked over towards a rock, I could see two columns of bubbles rising to the surface.  There they are, I thought to myself, and began swimming towards them.
 
I reached to top of the outcropping, and looked down the trail of bubbles to a sandy bottom.  There they were, just a few feet below me.  Julie lying on her back, her breasts churning in the water, her legs spread as Kelly\'s face was between her legs licking Julie\'s pussy.  Kelly\'s hands slowly glided over Julie\'s torso, then to her breasts, and began gently kneading them.  Julie\'s head and back arched, as Kelly\'s tongue plunged deep inside her.  I watched as a huge column of bubbles emerged from Kelly\'s regulator, her hips began to rock.  She was cumming.  I couldn\'t believe my eyes.
 
Watching these two beautiful women making love to each other while scuba diving.  I could feel my cock growing and begin to throb.  After a moment, Kelly raised her head from Julie, and took her regulator into her mouth, for a breath of air.
 
Julie\'s head turned towards me, as her eyes slowly opened.
 
She looked up at me and smiled.  Through her mask, I could see her eyes were filled with passion as Kelly continued giving her head.  She tapped on Kelly\'s shoulder and pointed up towards me.  Kelly looked towards me, the back at Julie.  They nodded at each other, smiled and waved to come join them.  I was only too happy oblige.
 
As I descended towards them, they both sat up on their knees and began to remove the tanks from their backs.  I then realised why they had such long second stage hoses.  As I hovered just above them, I could feel Julie\'s hands glide up my leg, then over the bulge in my togs.  She began to untie my togs, but was having a problem with the knot.  I reached down to help her, only to have the back my hand swatted.  She wanted to do this on her own.  Within a couple of seconds, I felt my togs loosen.  Kelly reached for my togs, and pulled it down past my knees and over my fins.  Immediately Julie reached for my throbbing cock, and began rubbing it to her heaving breasts.  Kelly quickly released the straps to my tank, and removed it from my back.  I could feel Julie\'s nipples growing harder with each stroke.
 
I fell back, and settled in the sandy bottom, feeling the warmth of her breasts against me.  I looked down at her and see the exuberance in her eyes, as they grew wide.  Julie removed the regulator from her mouth, and motioned her tongue around her lips as if to tell me she wanted to suck.
 
Kelly glided behind Julie, reached around her and began to knead Julie\'s breasts.  As she squeezed and moulded her breasts, Julie continued rubbing my cock to her nipples.  Kelly came from behind her, kissed and glided her tongue over the head of my throbbing cock, then began to suckle on Julie\'s breast.  Looking up, I followed our trail of bubbles to the surface, and thought, this is paradise.
 
After a moment, I looked down and saw Julie\'s lips begin to slide over my cock.  The texture of her mouth and tongue over my cock sent my head spinning.  Deeper, and deeper she took it into her, then slowly sliding and sucking harder as she pulled away.  Gently, she began to slide her hand and mouth together along my cock, only stopping for a moment to take a couple of breaths from my regulator, while stoking me with her hand.  I felt the first surge of cum begin to build, deep within me.  Julie\'s head bobbed and twisted faster.  Suddenly, my cock exploded my juices of life into her mouth.
 
Harder and harder she sucked as I kept cumming.  She wanted every drop I could give to her.  When she had finished with me, I could see a trace of seamen floating from her lips in the water, her cheeks bulging.  I looked into her eyes, as she wiped her full lips with her tongue, and then swallowed my loads of cum.
 
As I sat up to my knees, Julie settled into the soft sand, on to her back, spread her legs revealing her pussy.
 
With my hands on her hips, I lifted her from the sand, she wrapped her legs around me, and I handed her my secondary regulator.  Guiding me with her hand, I could feel the warmth of her as I began to slide inside of her, with slow, shallow thrusts.  Suddenly, she jerked as I penetrated the deepest her pussy would let me.  She laid her head back, a huge plume of bubbles escaped the regulator as she moaned while feeling the throbbing hardness of my cock, so deep inside her.  After a moment she then relaxed, and began slowly thrusting her hips.  I could see her breasts before me.  I removed my second stage, took her nipple into my mouth.  I reach for her breast and began a gentle squeeze.  I held my breath as my mouth I sucked.  She began to rock her hips faster and faster, harder and harder I would suck.  After a few seconds she wrapped her arms and legs into a tight embrace with my body.  As I grabbed my regulator, I could hear her screams through the water, and felt her quivering.  She was cumming.
 
I became so excited by this, I too began to cum inside her, and we were cumming together.  We both were screaming and moaning our lungs out, as we shared our continuous orgasms.  It seemed to have lasted for several minutes before she fell back and settled into the sand, my cock still inside her, her body trembling and hips rocking.
 
As I looked up from Julie, I could see Kelly.  She was straddled over her tank as it lay in the sand, fingering and massaging her own clit and breasts, as she watched us.
 
Julie turned towards her, and signalled if she was okay.  Kelly nodded, and motioned that she wanted her turn with me.  Julie nodded, and reached for my still throbbing cock, and slowly removed from her.  A cloud of my seamen squirted from her now swollen cunt.
 
She placed her fingers into her pussy, removed a swath of cum sticking to her fingers, then sliding them into her mouth, for one more taste of my cum.
 
As Julie settled herself to the bottom, Kelly laid her tank into the sand beside us, and floated in the water over Julie.  I watched in amazement as they resumed making love to each other.  Kelly began sucking Julie\'s breasts.  I could feel my cock growing hard, again; and began masturbating myself to a full erection.  Kelly glided down Julie\'s torso, then spread her legs and began licking Julie\'s clit.  I knelt beside Kelly\'s body, and began gently rubbing her back.  Sliding my hands slowly down her, as she raised her ass.
 
As I moved my body behind her, I could feel her firm butt against my legs.  Kelly raised her head, and reached for her regulator, for a quick breath of air.  Damn, I thought.
 
This girl can hold her breath forever, it seemed.  Slowly she raised her body, the bubbles from her regulator made her hair begin to dance in the water.  She reached around her and grabbed my now throbbing and swollen cock.  Arching her back as Julie began to finger her pussy, she leaned into me.  My hands exploring her firm breasts and rock hard nipples.  Kelly stroked the hardness in her hand, and could tell it was pleasing me, as my cock throbbed even more.  She pulled me towards her, letting me know she was ready for me to fuck her.  Kelly removed her regulator for her mouth, and resumed licking Julie\'s still swollen cunt.  As she guided my cock into her pussy, I could barely get the head inside her.
 
Geez, this babe is tight, I thought.  I could hear her moan with each gentle thrust I gave.  I then pulled myself out of her, and began teasing her by rubbing the head of my cock to her clit.  Her hips began to lunge.
 
She started breathing from her regulator, moaning, and squealing as I kept teasing her.  After a minute of teasing, I tried to slide myself inside her, again.  She had the tightest pussy I have ever felt.  With each thrust, my cock slid deeper and deeper into her.  Finally, she began to relax and I slid into her as far as I could.  With a loud moan, she was in ecstasy as she could feel the full length of me inside her.  She reached behind her, and grabbed the cheek of my ass, as if to tell me she wanted me deeper within her.  I watched her head rise an fall with each slow thrust I gave.  Her moans grew louder.  Her hips bucked faster as I fucked deep within her with shorter, faster thrusts.  As Kelly raised herself, she grabbed Julie\'s hands and squeezed them tightly.  With my hands supporting her hips, I could feel her begin to tighten.  She raised her head, arched her back and let out a loud squeal.  She was cumming.  I couldn\'t stop thrusting her with my cock.  Her hips moving in rhythm with each thrush I gave.
 
Suddenly, her whole body seemed to lock, her screams louder, as she continued cumming.  I could feel the juices of her tight pussy surround my thrusting, throbbing cock.  The desire for me to cum was overwhelming; I couldn\'t hold it any longer.  My cock erupted with cum deep inside her.  The slippery, tightness of her pussy around my cock was too great for me.  I kept cumming and cumming.  We both kept cumming together, over an over, continuously in a never-ending passion of underwater fucking. 
 
After what seemed like eternity, we couldn\'t take the orgasmic spasms any longer.  We had to stop.  Kelly slowly fell into Julie\'s heaving breasts, breathing fast, as the spasms began to subside.  He legs and body quivering, her moans softening as Julie gently rubbed her back and shoulders.  She was in ecstasy.  I slowly began to slide my cock from her swollen cunt.  But with each time I tried to pull myself out, her pussy would tighten around me.  She wasn\'t ready for me to pull out of her.  I then slowly fell to her back.
 
After a couple of minutes our head began to clear.  We then check our pressure gauges.  Good, all of us had about 30 bar in our tanks.  I raised myself up, and pulled myself from Kelly\'s pussy.  A cloud of seamen spurted from her swollen labia.  I looked around for our togs, they were just a few feet away.  We put our togs back on, and I helped them with their tanks.  After our swim back to the boat, the dive master glanced down to us.  \"Did you have a nice dive?\" she asked.
 
We just looked at each other and smiled.
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				<title>posted an update in the group Your Fantasies: An unexpected liaison in a public place, perhaps?

A night at [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2012 02:51:30 +0000</pubDate>

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<p>A night at the Theatre</p>
<p>My view from the balcony of the Civic Theatre was simply spectacular.  From up here in the back row I could see the dome with its &#8216;stars&#8217; twinkling in the low lighting, the plush velvet of the empty seats below waiting to be filled.  Most importantly, from this vantage&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6647"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6647/" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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				<title>posted a new activity comment</title>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2012 21:49:07 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My humble apologies!  😉</p>
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				 posted an update <a href='http://www.thesexexperiment.com/members/lurkinglady/' rel='nofollow'>@lurkinglady</a> - A story just for your amusement??

A morning at home

Breakfast is over... your husband has gone to work, and the children have left for school.  You sit quietly at the kitchen table finishing the last cup from the coffee pot... daydreaming about nothing in particular... getting ready to start another weekday.  The doorbell rings once, startling you from your morning trance.  You rise slowly from the table, wondering who it might be.  As you walk from the kitchen to the front door you think \"what a sight I am, hair all tussled, in an old dressing gown and worn slippers... well the hell with it, whoever it is they probably don\'t look much better than I do.\"

Quickly you run your hands through your hair and down the front of your dressing gown, smoothing out the wrinkles as best you can.  Standing on your tiptoes you peek through the security viewer in the door.  You can see the head and shoulders of a man in a cap and work shirt.  He appears to be in his mid to late thirties, with sandy blond hair peeking out from around his cap.

You open the door slightly, and peering around the edge, you say, \"Yes?\"  You can see more of him now... a strong, athletic, tall man carrying a toolbox in his right hand.  \"You called about your refrigerator?\" he says in a deep, but soft baritone.  You remember your call to the appliance store in town yesterday, and their promise to send someone to look at your on-the-blink fridge.  \"Yes, I did, come in, please\".

You open the door to let him in, then close it behind him.  \"The fridge... it doesn\'t work all the time, and we\'re expecting company this weekend\".  Just inside the door, he places his toolbox on the floor and turns to face you.  His deep, hazel/green eyes meet yours.  You stand not moving under his unblinking gaze, and a tremor of fear, or is it excitement, quivers along your spine.  For what seems an eternity neither of you speaks or moves.  You are riveted in place by his eyes.  They seem to reach out and hold you immobile, like a fawn caught in the headlights of a speeding car.

He doesn\'t move, or speak.  His eyes seem to see right into your soul, and you desperately want to say something to break the spell... but you can\'t find your voice.  Something primal in the depths of your being doesn\'t want to move or speak, something strong and insistent, caged and yearning for the light pushes its way up through your stomach like a white fire.  You stand unmoving, trembling, half-afraid.

You watch helplessly as his hands reach for you.  They are strong, rough hands... a workingman\'s hands, but strangely graceful in their movements.  Slowly, one button at a time, he unbuttons your dressing gown.  You feel on the edge of panic, but the growing white fire in your belly holds you firmly, and quietly, in place.  He pushes the dressing gown gently off your shoulders, and it falls silently, forgotten, to the floor.
Your knees are turning to water, and the trembling along your spine is moving in waves.  Gently he places his hands on your shoulders and turns you around with your back to him.  His hands move softly to your hips, and with one hand on your stomach backs you toward him, while the other lifts your teddy over your head.

His hand on your stomach seems to spread the fire upward, and for a moment, you can\'t catch your breath.  Gently his hands move upward to caress your erect nipples.  and after a moment, downward across your stomach.  By now, your will to resist is vanished... you are consumed by an animal need so strong that its almost more frightening than this man, this stranger.  As he holds you against his body, you can feel his nakedness against your back.  Between your buttocks, you feel his erect penis pulsing gently, insistently.

He turns you around.  For the first time you, see his rock hard body.  The muscles of his stomach lie beneath his skin like a washboard.  His belly is covered by fine blond hair, and his biceps ripple when he moves his arms.  His tiny, erect nipples point their desire at you, and as your nipples touch his chest, you totter on the edge of an orgasm.

In one fluid motion, he reaches an arm beneath your buttocks and another behind your back, and lowers you to the floor.  His hands begin to search every inch of your exposed body, touching, caressing, fondling.  Their rough texture on your soft skin belies their gentleness.  Slowly his right hand finds your clitoris and begins a gentle stroking, which sends waves of sensation coursing into your trembling belly.  You close your eyes, giving yourself over completely to the sensations, feeling your mushrooming desire.

Your sensations gradually grow in intensity as the rhythm of his hand on your clitoris grows ever faster.  Suddenly he stops, and you feel him move down toward your mons.  He parts your thighs and with a start of disappointment, you feel him move between them.  Before you can open your eyes, you feel the insistent pressure of his hand replaced by a warm, wet, raspy sensation around your vagina, which moves slowly upward toward your hot clitoris.  As his wet tongue rasps gently across its inflamed head, you feel your belly explode in orgasm.

As you writhe in helpless rapture his stroking, tongue guides you from peak to peak, until you think there can\'t possibly be any more.  But moment after moment he caries you higher until you believe you\'ll die.  Finally, you collapse, beyond sensation, floating on a soft carpet in a warm sea.  You lie exhausted, but yearning for more.

The stroking of his tongue subsides to a warm caress, which adds a gentle pink haze to your dream like state.  Then, gradually you feel his tongue become more insistent, and once again, and yet again, you explode in ecstasy.  Time after countless time you follow this stranger into sensations you never imagined possible, and after each, he gives you an eternity of quiet caressing to savour the journey.

Finally, his tongue abandons your clitoris, and begins a march across your belly.  Nibbling, stroking, sucking, he moves up to your full breasts.  You feel his warm, wet tongue gently circling your erect and sensitive nipples, first one, and then the other, as sensation shoots from their tips to the pit of your stomach.  As he moves along your body, hovering just above it, you feel his penis, erect, inflamed, pressing into your thighs, and then your stomach, pulsing gently up and down.  You feel his breath panting on your neck, and the extinguished flame of your desire rises again from the ashes.

You become aware of the tip of his penis pushing gently at the entrance to your vagina, as he sucks gently on the skin of your shoulders.  Your hands move along his back, stroking the hard ribbons of muscle beneath his skin.  You feel his body begin to thrust at your vaginal entrance, and you sense his need through the insistence of his movements.  Your hands run down his back and grip his iron hard buttocks, and you pull gently, encouraging his joining with you.  As he feels your hands pulling him firmly toward you, he thrusts forward, and your well-lubricated vagina engulfs his engorged penis.  You both gasp with pleasure at the penetration.

His penis begins to stroke rhythmically, and with each pistoning movement, he seems to fill you completely.  His body is very strong, and his desire for you is intense, but his movement is surprisingly gentle.  This strong, hard man is making love to you, and the sudden realisation of it brings on an orgasmic release which is as unexpected as it is pleasurable.  You rock together in a rhythm as old as time, as waves of pleasure on the physical plane, and joy on the spiritual plane wash over you both.

As your orgasm subsides into a warm glow, his thrusting grows gentler, virtually stoping at times.  Still he moves in and out, almost helplessly.  Each gentle thrust of his hips places his body deep inside yours.  The simple pleasure of being joined rivals the intensity of the other sensations you have created together.  You have no sense of time, or place, only the joining, the oneness.

You can feel beneath the tightness of his back muscles a growing need, an insistence, which is as much a part of his primal being, as the white hot fire in your belly is of yours.  You can sense in him a need to climax, to finish the act, to leave part of himself inside you.  You feel this need building with every pistoning of his massively erect penis, with every thrust of his hips.  You can feel his buttocks clenching with increasing desperation as he nears his completion.  As you feel this need, you want to join him fully.  His increasingly powerful thrusts are greeted with your own ever more powerful upthrusts as you strive together to join in this most human of acts.  You pound together, stripped of intellect, reduced to primitive animals, grunting, panting, sweat intermingling, senseless, inflamed, and desperately reaching for each other.  In a moment, his thrusting becomes beyond his control.  You open yourself totally pressing upward to meet his downward plunges until he moans, tortured, and begins to stiffen with the approaching climax.  

Your own final orgasm grips you at the moment you feel his completion, and you hold him desperately with every muscle in your body.  His back arches violently, and between your sweaty thighs, deep in the recesses of your clutching vagina, you feel him begin to throb.  With each throb in your vagina, you hear him gasp, and you feel his hot semen pour out of you, running down the crack between your buttocks.  With each thrust, it flows around his pistoning penis and gushes out.  A half dozen times he fills your overflowing vagina, and each time his huge cock forces it out onto your buttocks.  Its scalding wash inflames your final explosion, and you shudder together in your final release.  In a last moment of conscious thought, before you collapse together you feel a completeness you\'ve never imagined possible before.

After some time, you couldn\'t say how long, you feel his lips brush your cheek.  Without a word, he stands up, pulls on his clothes, picks up his tools, and quietly leaves.

For a long time afterward you lie alone on your livingroom, floor, wondering at your lack of remorse, and pleasuring in the warm afterglow.  \"We never said a word,\" you think.  And as you think about it, you realise that the silence, the anonymity, made it all right.  \"I\'m still married, I still have the kids, I still love my husband... I\'m OK.\"  And you realise that you\'ve gained something precious... a secret memory to place in that absolutely private place inside, never to be forgotten, or repeated.

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				<title>posted an update: @lurkinglady - A story just for your amusement??

A morning [&#133;]</title>
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<p>A morning at home</p>
<p>Breakfast is over&#8230; your husband has gone to work, and the children have left for school.  You sit quietly at the kitchen table finishing the last cup from the coffee pot&#8230; daydreaming about nothing in particular&#8230; getting ready to start another weekday.  The doorbell rings&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6589"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6589/" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2012 20:39:15 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hate it when I do something silly like that!  I hope that your delivery comes soon, and then so do you!</p>
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				 posted an update in the group <a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/groups/your-experiments-with-the-experiments/">Your Experiments</a> This is not an experiment, per se. My friends and I don\'t share openly share our intimate experiences. I had to tell this to someone though because this is a true story that ends in my personal disappointment. Who would be more understanding than you great people? 

 After work on Friday, I went to the bank and a gas station to fill up my vehicle. There weren\'t any plans made or pressing places where I needed to be, it was just me and some idle time to do whatever I wanted. The weather had turned a bit cooler as the sun started to set. I went home and changed into clothes that suited the cooler temperature. Then, I got an idea. Taking advantage of this rare instance of alone time, I hopped into my refueld vehicle and ventured my happy ass to an adult toy store.

 The closest store of this kind is about 64 km or 40 miles away from my home. The entire ride there, I was extremely excited. I suppose I was a ball of sexual tension because on my drive, I was more aware of the the bumpiness of the road. I could feel the moisture start to build between my legs. I was really doing this and I couldn\'t believe myself. Mr. Lurking and I have been talking about getting some toys but the opportunity to do so, hadn\'t presented itself. With him out of town, I needed to do this. For the present state of my need for release and for future use with him.

Not through lack of trying, I\'ve never fully climaxed. I don\'t know if it was just me or an issue that happened in my past or my own mind blocking me from experiencing what many have described as earth shattering nirvana. I have been so close, so many times, but never fully went over the edge. Utter disappointment, I tell ya. I\'ve not been, that girl, to fake an orgasm. Though Mr. L and I have been together a long time, we\'ve never been experimental in the bedroom. Everything is changing, now. I am growing out of my shy shell, finally!

 I arrive at the adult store with a number of ideas I plan to come home with. I walk into the store, the second time I\'ve ever been, and I am immediately overwhelmed. I have no idea the difference between this toy and that plug or those beads, balls, whips and chains. I was like a kid walking into a toy store... Well, it is a toy store of sorts! I was approached by a very helpful sales associate, who could probably sense that I was a newbie. A shy newbie. She showed me the latest and greatest toys on the market. I had a dollar amount in mind that I planned to spend but I convinced myself it was worth spending a little more on something that will certainly bring years of enjoyment.

 The sales lady directed me to the proper cleaners, lubricant and any other extras I may be interested in. I was ready! I go to the checkout counter to finalize my purchase. The sales lady announces my total, $202.35 (not exactly, but not too far off.) I reach in my purse to hand over my payment. My credit card isn\'t there. And I have $43 in my wallet. Enough for the toy cleaner and lubricant but what good is that with no toy? I was so disappointed and sexually frustrated, it was ridiculous. My rare chance of alone time to pull off a task like this was nothing more than an entirely too long car ride. I used my credit card to get gas earlier and slipped it in the pocket of my shorts. The shorts that I changed out of because the weather was growing unseasonably cool. This was just my luck. The entire drive home, I was so mad at myself and the weather! It was a beautiful night outside but Damn, Damn, Damn!

 When I arrived back home, I checked the shorts in my dirty clothes hamper. Yep, my card was safely stowed in the front, right pocket which was reassuring. Losing it at an unknown location would have just sucked. 

 The next, logical thing I could do was get online to replicate the purchase that I had just attempted. I enjoy shopping online, especially looking up savings codes...every little bit helps, right?! I logged onto an online adult store, added my selections to the virtual shopping cart. I was ready to checkout. Upon checkout, I was awarded with a few bonus items and free shipping since my purchase was over a certain dollar amount. I proceeded to check out, entered my savings code (that worked!) And there was my total, $135.12! What?! The only good thing that came out of this experience was the fact that I saved $67ish dollars and have extra goodies coming. The bad part, I have to wait 5-7 business days. By then, Mr. L will be back and he will be able to control my pleasure via wireless remote! 			]]></content:encoded>
				
				
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				<pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2012 03:19:02 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A weekend at the beach&#8230;</p>
<p>It seemed her idea of an exciting trip to this Malacoota beach for a late summer get away may not have been such a good idea after all.  She stirred in her rented on-the-beach batch on Bastion Point Road, unable to go to sleep.  Three solid days of wind and rain &#8211; great for the farmers and the forest but not much fun for&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6530"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6530/" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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				<title>posted an update in the group Your Fantasies: A fantasy of exploring our bi-side a little?

And then there [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2012 02:23:31 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A fantasy of exploring our bi-side a little?</p>
<p>And then there were three&#8230;</p>
<p>He had met Chris once for a quick drink, it was only a short get together to size each other up and they had both approved of what they had seen.  He wondered about Chris’s cock, how big was it, how would it taste, how did he like it sucked, how did it jerk as he came? H&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6523"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6523/" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2012 02:06:15 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There really is something about black and white and the nude form that just works</p>
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				<a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/members/alix-james/">Alix James</a> posted an update in the group <a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/groups/erotic-photos/">Erotic Photos</a> OK a simple version of what I was trying to say before...French, Early 90\'s \"Art Porn\", Chloe des Lysses, drop dead gorgeous, totally natural body, very high-copncept/stylized, unnerving in the way she always catches the viewer dead in the eye looking at her so casually engaged in jarringly explicit sexual situations!  Who knew?!?  She catches me looking every fucking time - and I love it!!!
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				<title>Roger486 likes James Wilson&#039;s activity</title>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2012 02:05:09 +0000</pubDate>

				
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				<title>posted an update in the group Erotic Photos: I love touch and what it can do, physically and mentally. [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2012 06:39:57 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love touch and what it can do, physically and mentally.  This image seems to capture both pleasure and pain as well as abandonment to the moment</p>
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				<title>posted an update in the group Your Fantasies: And then there is the fantasy of the customer coming on to [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2012 01:13:56 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And then there is the fantasy of the customer coming on to you (the MILF fantasy perhaps?)&#8230;</p>
<p>The gardener</p>
<p>Her legs were long and tan.  The kind of legs that go on forever.  She had dark curly hair that cascaded past her shoulders.  Her round, firm ass rippled when she moved as though it had a life of its&#8217; own.  She looked like walking sex, and&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6373"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6373/" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2012 01:00:03 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have done a lot of long distance train travel and would have liked to have tried sex there&#8230; just staying still inside of her and soaking up the movement and vibration of the train&#8230; yum.  But I have not had the chance, unfortunately  ;-(</p>
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				<a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/members/him/">Mr. X</a> posted an update in the group <a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/groups/erotic-photos/">Erotic Photos</a> Night Train: would love to write the story here. #eroticphotos

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				<title>Roger486 likes Mr. X&#039;s activity</title>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2012 00:58:08 +0000</pubDate>

				
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				<title>posted an update in the group Your Fantasies: Groups and FMF are always high on a boy&#039;s fantasies, well [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2012 21:04:46 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Groups and FMF are always high on a boy&#8217;s fantasies, well mine at least 😉 &#8230; But what about more?</p>
<p>Motel revendevous</p>
<p>Sarah pulled up to the motel unit Ross had described&#8230; he had told her stories about this sales rep Jean, who paid him monthly visits, and tonight Sarah had agreed to come along and watch him fuck her.</p>
<p>Room 115 was the room&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6349"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6349/" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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				<title>posted an update in the group Your Fantasies: Being a keen scuba diver I have always imagined what else I [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jul 2012 02:11:08 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Being a keen scuba diver I have always imagined what else I could get up to underwater&#8230; so I wrote this:</p>
<p>Underwater</p>
<p>I was travelling alone in Fiji ; I guess I needed some time to relax after the break-up with my girlfriend.  My friend Mike, who suggested this trip, had arraigned several dives for me during my two-week holiday to the islands.&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6314"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6314/" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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				<title>posted an update in the group Erotic Photos: Another nice play of light and shadow</title>
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				<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jul 2012 02:06:05 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Another nice play of light and shadow</p>
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				<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jul 2012 01:57:44 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very nice!</p>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2012 20:16:44 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Byron, I realise that the point of focus is the drip, but the photographer had a difficult task as parts of her legs and mound are ahead and behind the point of focus. This means that if you look carefully the focus across these areas is uneven and in my unskilled view detracts a little. It may have helped if he had gone even tighter on the&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6288"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6266/#acomment-6288" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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				 posted an update in the group <a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/groups/erotic-photos/">Erotic Photos</a> I like this image, even though the focus is not quite right.  The impending drop of the drip gives it a sense of expectation or anticipation that leads the mind to conjure up the story that led her to this point.  Enjoy.
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									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It certainly was fun, for both of us.  We had actually chatted a bit on-line, and had a couple of phone calls first so it was not completely blind.</p>
<p>She paid me back sometime latter, but that is another story!</p>
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				 posted an update in the group <a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/groups/your-experiments-with-the-experiments/">Your Experiments</a> Not so much an experiment, but a leap into the unknown... meeting a person in a hotel.  I have a bit of a thing about strangers...  and when I meet a people off the Net, I always get a buz out of that first meeting even if it goes nowhere...  there is something \'edgy\' about it...  almost dangerous, that excites me.  It is even more exciting to go deeper into the stranger thing...  but that is something that I don\'t get the chance (or have the inclination) to indulge in often, for obvious reasons in this day and age.

Here is an account of an occasion when I did...

The Meeting
 
“You have never actually met him, only exchanged email messages, so you certainly do not know him....  who is this man, what is he really like, what does he want, what do you want?  You pull out the eMail note to read it again...  “Ibis Hotel Room #621....  8:00” is all it says.
 
You are early...  you pace the street looking in windows trying to look for things to distract you until 8:00; Kirkaldies Department Store is having a sale.  But it is not working, although the wait is almost reassuring, putting off the inevitable, or is it?  You arrive at the front door of the hotel, you wonder, is this wise, no probably not you tell yourself, but you can’t resist, a shiver, you recognise as both fear and anticipation.
 
You push the button, the lift seems to take forever to come; again the wait is almost reassuring.  The bell rings and you jump; the door slides open and you step inside.  Thankfully, the lift is empty...
 
The lift seems to move in slow motion towards the 6th floor...  your mind rehearses what you know about this man and how the evening might proceed.  All too soon you arrive at the floor, the moment of truth, your mouth is dry, your legs feel a little weak and there is an empty feeling in your stomach - the hallway is empty but brightly lit.  You find the room and hesitate; a strange man in a strange hotel room, this is completely out of character, out of your comfort zone.  You regret not having had that drink before leaving home.  Are you going to go through with this...  no...  but yes...  you glance nervously up and down the hall and knock.  .  There is no turning back now.  The door opens...  the room is dark, but with a deep breath, you step inside.
 
A hand takes yours and leads you into the room, the door swings shut, a moment of panic the room is now completely black and you can see nothing, you move to speak, but a finger presses across you lips, the hand and the unseen man leads you into the dark.  You stop and turn around, but all you can see is the sliver of light from hall coming under the door.  Your eyes are beginning to adjust, but just as they do, you feel a soft material, silk perhaps, run across your face and gently, firmly, tied behind your head.  Now the darkness is complete.  Where is he, what is happening, you think and speak at the same time...  no response.  A quick wave of fear...  quickly suppressed...  you are committed, a game is in the making, where will it end...
 
Your coat is slipped off your shoulders to slid to the floor, fingers fumble slightly at the buttons of your blouse, and they are undone one at a time, before the material is pulled gently from the waistband of your skirt.  It tickles and you shiver slightly and you feel the rise of the goosebumps.  The blouse is pulled from your shoulders to disappear into the dark.  You step forward to clasp him, but he avoids you.  Fingers at the waistband of your skirt, the fastener undone, the zip descends.  It slips over your hips and falls to the floor.  Unthinkingly you step from it and kick your shoes free too, and realise that you are falling into his game....  where is he, there is no touch, you stand there in the dark in only your bra and pants.  A sudden thought of irrational resentment - you dressed for him; to excite him; and it is too dark, he has not seen you!
 
Fingers graze you back making you jump.  The strap is unclasped and your breasts slip free, nipples already erect, waiting, tingling, in anticipation for touch, any touch, only the smell of an after-shave that you cannot place.  Hands at you hips, he is in front of you now, grasping the band of your panties.  You feel warm breath on your belly as your last piece of clothing is removed.  The warm breath blows across your groin, unconsciously your hips thrust slightly forwards and you reach out for his head that must be there, but he avoids your grasp - again.  You suddenly realise how vulnerable you feel, naked, no words, but excited, you feel the wetness begin to grow....  this is too much.  Time is moving so slowly.  Out of nowhere a sudden warmth and pressure envelops a nipple, a mouth, a tongue, pulling gently and with a slight pop....  then nothing....  bastard!
 
The hand grasps yours again, and leads you forward.  Your shin hits something soft, the edge of the bed, a hand between your shoulders pushes you gently forward, off balance you stumble forward onto the bed, too late to resist.  It is warm and soft on the crisp sheets, you hear some rustling, where is he, what is happening.  You jump as a drop of warm oil hits your back and then another, they fall, plop, plop, plop, leaving a small trail down your spine from your neck to your buttocks.  Warm hands press down on your back.  Your skin is electric as he kneads your shoulders and back.
 
You try to concentrate on the touch, the massage, but you cannot.  The anticipation is leading your mind ahead of him, your groin feels strangely empty, your pussy needs him, your hips move against the new sheets.  Slowly the massage moves down your back, faster, faster, your mind cries, but he does not comply.  Oil and pressure across your arse.  So close now, but he moves outwards across your buttocks and down onto your thighs and on to your calves.  Almost unconsciously your legs part, willing him to touch, to explore, but nothing, your pussy feels still more empty, and oh so wet.  You shiver.
 
Your hand pushes under your hips and you find yourself, release, relief, but it is not to be....  his hands grasp your shoulders and rolls you onto your back, he grasps your wrists pulling your hand away from your sex and pushes them under you, behind your back.
 
A sense of vulnerability hits you again with a jerk and you have to force yourself to relax, oh so hard, this is too much to resist!  Oil and hands on your thighs again....  you legs part slightly and your back arches pushing up against, towards, his touch.  A small dribble of oil runs into your groin and into your sex.  You cry out.  But again his fingers skirt-wide and up onto your belly, and between your breasts.
 
Again, out of nowhere, sudden warmth and pressure envelops a nipple, a mouth, a tongue, puling gently and with a slight pop releases it.  Then still more warmth as a tongue explores you belly button.  You will him to go lower, but warmth envelops the other nipple, rolling it in his mouth; a graze as the edge of a tooth touches, you roll sideways slightly to free a hand, but he presses down with a firm hand on your belly.  He is really teasing you now, and you need him to stop.  Movement on the bed.  You try to work out where he is and what he is doing; you feel warmth of breath on your pussy.  He is blowing gently, your hairs stand up and goosebumps return, fingers trace your inner thigh, to the edge of your lips.  You want to scream out, but then the fingers retreat again.  The overwhelming emptiness in your groin and your still growing wetness, “I need more” your mind screams.
 
The fingers are back; as they trace up to the edge of your sex again, how long is he going to torment you like this.  And still, he has not said a word.
 
And then your world explodes as his tongue suddenly traces into your sex and his lips grip your clit, a rapid shift of pace, tongue dancing.  Arching from the bed, you grind towards his face.  This time he lets you and pushes back against you.  Relief and pleasure...  at last!
 
Fingers move from stroking the outside of your inner thigh and lips to exploring your inside, testing, running through your wetness.  You jump, if that is still possible as his other hand pinches a nipple.  You feel like your are falling.  Is it still dark?  Are you still blindfolded?  You can’t tell, and no longer care.  You are loosing yourself in him.  Panting you feel the darkness surround you and the wave of sensations flood over you, you are slipping, falling, you let go, abandon yourself, as the waves of your orgasm grip you, you are his, for the moment….
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				<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jul 2012 21:03:22 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Not so much an experiment, but a leap into the unknown&#8230; meeting a person in a hotel.  I have a bit of a thing about strangers&#8230;  and when I meet a people off the Net, I always get a buz out of that first meeting even if it goes nowhere&#8230;  there is something &#8216;edgy&#8217; about it&#8230;  almost dangerous, that excites me.  It is even more exciting to&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6271"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6271/" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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				<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jul 2012 20:56:07 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I like this image, even though the focus is not quite right.  The impending drop of the drip gives it a sense of expectation or anticipation that leads the mind to conjure up the story that led her to this point.  Enjoy.</p>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 24 Jul 2012 22:13:05 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A beautifully lit image of a woman that seems to provoke strong feelings.  people seem to either love or hate&#8230; what do you think?</p>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 24 Jul 2012 06:46:57 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this image.  The smoothness of her skin against the rough of the ground and the vegetation.  The vulnerability that the pose suggests which is countered by the look in the one visible eye.  Very nice.</p>
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				<a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/members/him/">Mr. X</a> posted an update in the group <a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/groups/erotic-photos/">Erotic Photos</a> A landscape of rolling hills.
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				<title>posted an update in the group Your Fantasies: Bath Time
 
As I lie here in my bath the warm water swirls [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2012 10:32:07 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bath Time</p>
<p>As I lie here in my bath the warm water swirls around my body relaxing me, yet exciting me at the same time.  My husband sits in a chair by the side of the tub watching me and smiling.  At first, he called me a loose deviant for wanting to go through with my ultimate fantasy, but I know he can never stay mad at me for long!</p>
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									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well in order to be inclusive of other tastes and fantasies&#8230;</p>
<p>The massage</p>
<p>I had spent the day out training and my muscles were very sore.  I made the decision to relax myself with a massage.  Not interested in a sexual massage, I called a place that did regular sport massages, and a guy answered.  Not thinking much about it, I made an&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6175"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6074/#acomment-6175" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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The Masseur
 
I was lying in bed reading the Sunday paper.  Nancy, my wife, had gone up to the rooftop of our hotel to get a massage in the poolside mini-spa.  After an hour or so, the door opened and there she was in a pale green mini-dress and jandels.  She had a bewildered look on her face.  \"How was it?\"  I asked.  \"You won\'t believe what just happened\", she said.  What else could it be?  \"You fucked the massage guy\", I said.  She smiled wryly.  \"No, he fucked me\", she said.
 
All ears, I dropped the paper to hear her story.  Upstairs, she\'d stripped off her dress and got on the massage table with a small towel over her buttocks.  Nancy was 32 at the time, 1.70 m, 36-25-36 and 65 kg.  Her pert breasts had stayed high and fine despite two kids and her dance classes and speed walks kept her belly flat and her body toned and well muscled.  She was wearing her hair in a blonde bob that summer, bangs over her big green eyes and the wings of the bob curving forward over her cheeks.  A great look.  She was tanned walnut with two white triangles over the front of her breasts and inverted white triangles over her lower belly and ¾ of her world class ass.  She bikini-waxed her dark brown bush at the sides but left the wedge full for me and didn\'t shave the hair frame on her outer lips.  This was what Peter, the masseur, was seeing on his table.
 
The back massage had gone normally, then she\'d turned over and Peter had replaced the towel over her pubic area.  He massaged her shoulders and arms.  Then, with oil on his hands, he\'d massaged her breasts to her mild surprise.  She said that his hands and the slippery feel had erected her nipples but nothing was said.  He moved down to her thighs with his strong hands and began sliding all the way up to her crotch.  She said she\'d felt her pussy walls start flowing from this but, again, nothing was said.  Next, Peter began letting his thumb hit her pussy lip.  She\'d said nothing.  The thumb began to cross the lip and graze her clit, flicking back and forth and then returning to thigh strokes.  Nancy said she could hear her breath picking up and, glancing sideways, she saw that Peter had filled the front of his shorts.  Suddenly, he backed away from the table and stripped his shorts and briefs down to his ankles.
 
When he straightened, she saw a medium length, but unusually thick cock... with a big mushroom head dripping precum.  Without a word, Peter had moved to the foot of the massage table and climbed up on it.  Nancy said that, without thinking, she\'d let her thighs spread and he\'d come right up between them, putting one hand beside her head and guiding the thick cock down under her pubic bone with the other.  With one stroke, he\'d entered her fully.  Then brought his other hand beside her head for balance.  He was fast, she said.  No warm-ups.  He\'d begun fucking her pussy with hard, full strokes banging into her, breathing hard.  In no more than two dozen strokes he froze up against her; she\'d felt him swell in her cunt and with loud grunts he\'d spasmed his warm semen in her.
 
She said Peter had kissed her and asked her if she was OK.  She\'d nodded.  He got off the table, put on his shorts and shortly thereafter she had put on her mini-dress and jandels and left the spa.  I had a burning hard-on from her story.  \"Let\'s book him for this afternoon and you can have us both\", I said.  After a little persuading, Nancy agreed and I called Peter for a pm appointment.  When he heard the name, he sounded wary but I told him I knew about this morning and that it was cool, that we were liberal about things like that.  As three o\'clock approached, Nancy and I showered.  She put on white cotton short-shorts and a matching white halter tied at the neck and back.  I wore baggy summer shorts and a polo shirt.  We were both pretty sophisticated sexually, had enjoyed swaps with friends and so forth, but still this adventure left us edgy and we looked at each other with silly grins as we rode up in the elevator.
 
Nancy and I walked around the pool to the spa door and I knocked.  The door opened and there stood Peter.  He was short, barely taller than Nancy\'s 1.70 m and 10 cm or so shorter than me.  He was about 30, good looking, black hair and eyes and built like a bodybuilder... big chest, biceps and thighs bulging his shirtsleeves and shorts legs.  No wonder Nancy had let him fuck her on the massage table that morning.  He let us in and I re-assured him about the morning\'s activity and told him we were there to take up where it left off.  Peter said he had to charge me for a massage to account for his time to the hotel and I gladly signed the chit.
 
The room contained an exercise mat, free standing weights, the famous massage table and a steam room.  One wall was fully mirrored.  Standing by Nancy, I said, \"Would you like to see Nancy again?\"  \"Of course\", he said, \"She\'s very beautiful.\"  I pulled the string ties at Nancy\'s neck and back and pulled the white halter away from her front exposing her breasts with their pink raspberry nipples fully erect, set in their half-dollar circles.  \"Take off your clothes\", I said and Peter quickly stripped his white tee up and off revealing a hairless, powerful chest, dark nipples and a rippling six pack down to his shorts.  I could see that he had grown a boner.  I put my fingers in the waistband of Nancy\'s short-shorts and pulled them down over her hips and firm buttocks to the floor.  She stepped out of them and I took off her jandels as well and tossed them aside.  She was tanned walnut everywhere that didn\'t count and stark white where it did, a summer visual I loved because her un-tanned skin highlighted what was made for sex... tits, most of her ass and her lower belly.  Peter pulled down his shorts and briefs together and when he stood I saw that Nancy\'s description was right on.  He had amazingly thick cock, with a broad, dark mushroom head.  His black pubic hair was thick and curly, his ball sack plump and shaved.  I quickly pulled off my polo shirt, dropped my baggy shorts and kicked them aside.  My cock, too, was in full erection, a pinker version of Peter\'s with a lighter purple shade in the mushroom head.
 
I stepped behind Nancy with my cock between her cheeks and cupped her left breast while my right hand went over her fluffy pubic wedge.  \"Why don\'t you give Nancy a kiss hello, Peter\", I said.  He stepped up to her, put his hands on her slim waist and leaned in to kiss her.  She slipped her left hand behind her, took my cock in her hand and, looking down over her shoulder, I saw that she had Peter\' cock in her other hand.  What a lady.  The kiss broke.  \"Whew\", Nancy said, \"This girl is dizzy.  Let\'s get on the mat.\"  She got down on the mat and sat with her back to the mirror and her long, tanned legs extended.  \"Come here, you two\", she said.  Peter and I quickly knelt on either side of her and her slim hands with their red-lacquered nails came up to our cocks.  She took them delicately between thumbs and fingers.  \"Mmmm... look at these two fatties\", she said.  \"What big heads you\'ve got.\"
 
I had a long stream of pre-cum dripping a good six inches from the tip and she caught it on her pink tongue, brought it up to the slit and licked it.  Then she turned her head to Peter, licked the tip of his cock, opened those sweet red lips and took his whole head into her mouth.  She worked his head with her mouth and then went down several inches on him and gave his cock a good dozen or so hard sucks.  She popped her mouth off his cock, turned to mine and did the same honours for me.  Back and forth she went, sucking each of our cocks a dozen or so strokes, then turning to the other.  As she went, the pleasure got to her, too, because she started making little moans in her throat and taking us deeper with each turn.  The sensation and visual were driving me fast.  I didn\'t want to come yet, so I pulled away, went down to Nancy\'s feet and guided her legs apart.  Sensing what was coming, she pulled her feet back and scrunched down the mirror a little to give me better access.  I came up to her pussy.  She bikini-waxed the sides of her dark brown bush, but left the wedge full, the way I liked it, and she didn\'t shave her outer lips either.  I pulled those lips apart and saw a familiar sight, Nancy\'s pink, neat sex: perfectly sculpted clitoral hood, pea-clit, inner lips completely enclosed and everything shining with her always free-flowing juice.
 
I gave her a good lick from hole to clit, then stuck my forefinger in her to wet it, then my middle finger.  I rubbed the ball of my middle finger over the brown star of her anus and worked it into her sphincter as my forefinger entered her pussy again.  I knew what she liked...a double finger fuck while her clit was being licked and sucked.  Probing for her G-spot with my forefinger, I went down on her clit, running my tongue all over the hood, then licking and sucking on her pea-clit.  Nancy was very orgasmic and it didn\'t take long... no more than a minute, I\'d guess.  I felt her thrusting her cunt at me, a telltale sign.  I looked up her body, saw her mouth come off Peter\' cock, her orgasmic flush flood her face, shoulders, neck and breastbone.  Her hand came to the back of my head, held it firmly against her pussy, and she bucked and cried out her orgasm.  She slumped against the mirror and I carefully pulled my fingers from her pussy and asshole.  \"Good one, huh, sweetie?\" I asked.  She looked at me through her unfocussed, but always beautiful green eyes.  \"Amazing\", she said.  She was holding Peter\' cock with her left hand and I saw that he\'d been squeezing her left breast and twirling her nipple while I ate her out.
 
\"Peter\", I said, \"This pussy needs a cock.  Are you ready?\"  \"Oh, yeah\", he said.  I wanted to hold Nancy in my lap for him, to offer my honey up for another man\'s fucking.  She lay against me with my wet boner pressed against her lower back.  I grasped her legs behind the knees and pulled them back and apart for Peter who knee-ed his way up to her with his cock in hand.  \"You want it, baby?\"  I whispered to her.  \"Yes\", she said.  \"Tell him\", I said.  \"I want you to fuck me, Peter\", she said.  \"Don\'t worry, I\'m going to give it to you, pretty lady\", he said.  He put his left hand on the underside of her thigh and guided his fat, dark cock under her pubic bush.  I could see him working the slit and felt Nancy tremble as her clit was tickled.  He planted and shoved.  They both gasped as his cock pushed half way into her pussy.  He left go of it and grabbed her by the ankles, lifting her feet so the bottoms were facing the ceiling.  I saw him pull back slightly and then come forward steadily until the base of his pubic hair met the base of hers.  My baby was full of Peter, fucked ball-deep.  \"You got it, sweetie?\" I whispered.  \"All of it\", she said.  \"How does it feel.\"  \"I\'m stuffed, the way you stuff me\", she whispered.  Peter went into a nice, slow, long-stroke fucking rhythm, pulling almost all the way out, coming all the way in to gently press Nancy\'s pubic bone.  I moved my hands to her tits and squeezed them while twirling her nipples in time to his in-strokes.  I could feel her skin heating against me.  \"Oh, Peter, that is so good\", Nancy said.  \"I love the way you\'re fucking me.\" \"You like it?\" he asked.  \"Yes.  You\'re so hard in me...so hard.\"  Her words must have inflamed him because he shifted gears, went to short, fast strokes that filled the room with the slap-slap-slap of hard fucking.  His face darkened.  \"Fill me up, Peter\", Nancy gasped.  \"Fill my cunt.  I want all your cum.\" He froze up against her.  She shot her hands forward, grabbed him by the waist and pulled herself against him, forcing her cunt around as much of his cock as possible to take his spurts deep.  He shouted like a man in pain.  I saw his buttocks squeezing and knew each flex meant another white glob of his cum was squirting from that big mushroom head into my Nancy\'s sweet pussy, glob on top of glob.  \"Hot cum\", Nancy whispered hoarsely.  \"I feel your hot cum.\"
 
Peter pulled his softening cock from Nancy\'s pussy, cum still dripping from its slit.  He lowered himself to the mat beside us.  Nancy turned to him and gave him a long kiss with her open mouth working against his.  My cock had been drooling against her lower back all through their fuck and I was wild to get it in her.  \"Get on your knees, sweetie, and hold his cock in your mouth.  I\'ll get behind you.\" Nancy rose and insinuated her way between Peter\' big thighs.  I saw her lift his soft, very wet cock from his ball sack and lower her mouth over the whole thing.  Her move had, of course, put her glorious white cheeks up in the air in a very inviting way.  I knelt between her smooth calves and, holding her left hip with one hand, I steered my raging boner to her pussy slit which I could see was puffed open and leaking a mix of Peter\' cum and her juice.  I tapped the brown star of her anus with my cock, ran it up and down her slit and, planting my mushroom in her just-fucked pussy mouth, I shoved.  Whew.  She was so much slacker than for a first fuck, hot and wet and I slipped right in to the hilt, pushing my pubic hairs against the split in her cheeks.
 
Nancy pulled her mouth from Peter\' cock.  \"Oh, yes, baby, fill me again.  Fuck my hot pussy the way you do.\" I took a few deep breaths to get a grip on myself and began our fuck, pulling out until I saw the corona, then pushing back down and pressing hard at the full in-stroke.  I loved looking at her long, brown back, her white cheeks, her glistening asshole, her blonde head now bobbing on Peter\' apparently stiffening cock, my cock, wet from her and Peter, disappearing through her stretched pussy mouth, then slowly reappearing, only to disappear into her dark cunt again.  I wet my thumb in my mouth, ran the ball over her anus and then pushed the stiff first joint into her hole.  \"Oh, God, yeah!\" she said.  \"Do that... do that.\" I straightened my thumb and sank the whole thing down through her sphincter into her rectum, something she loved when getting fucked doggy.
 
We rode like that for a sweet while, me thumb and cock fucking Nancy, she sucking on Peter\' dark, fat dick.  He and I exchanged glances occasionally, our eyes full of lust.  Then, the inevitable gear shift came.  I, too, shortened and speeded my strokes and began slapping into Nancy\'s cheeks.  As I jammed up against her and felt the orgasm explode in my cock and balls and rush through my body, I saw Nancy\'s shoulders colour pink.  I grabbed her cheeks hard and felt the thick jets bulging up my tube and out, out, out...into her pussy.  But I was aware that she, too, was shouting and I could feel her strong cunt spasming around my cock as if trying to expel it (fat chance).  We slumped.  Gasping breaths filled the room.  \"Christ\", she said, \"I thought you were going to spurt out of my mouth, you shot it so hard, sweetie.\"  \"Yeah\", I said, \"I was so hot for you.  You looked so great sucking Peter with my cock between your cheeks.\" We lay side-by-side with Nancy in the middle.  After a while, Nancy\'s hands strayed across our bellies.  She wrapped her hands around the shafts of our cocks and began stroking them softly, exploring their heads and tips with her thumbs.  Of course, they came up, little by little.  \"Oh, wow\", she said, \"look what I\'m doing.\" I whispered in her ear.  \"Why don\'t you give Peter a good suck and then sit on it.\"
 
We hadn\'t discussed a DP, but I knew now that it was my agenda.  Nancy had had her one and only with a friend of ours in his apartment about six months before at the end of a doobie and wine night.  I had a full colour sequence in my sexual memory of Nancy astride our friend in the centre of his king-size with his sabre up her pussy and me crouched down behind them, holding her ribcage, and thrusting my cock in and out of her asshole.
 
In the cab later, she told me that, mentally and physically, it was, so far, the supreme sexual experience of her life.  Now, Nancy went down on Peter, between his thighs again, sucking and licking his fully erect cock with her cheeks offered to me.  While she had been lying between us, she\'d been oozing steadily.  There was a shining sex mess from her pussy mouth down into her anal saucer and the skin of her upper cheeks.  The mat had a large wet circle where she\'d lain.  I needed that juice.  I gathered it on two fingers, shoved my forefinger into her anus, then worked my middle finger in as well.  I finger fucked her sphincter muscle, circling and stretching it.  She lifted her head from Peter\' cock.  \"Take your fingers out, sweetie.  I\'ve got to fuck this cock\", she said.  I pulled my fingers and she took up position above Peter, kneeling straight up with her finger tips steadying his cock below her.  I crouched for a good look.  She lowered her pussy to his cock head and nestled it in her slit, wiggled a little, got it seated and sat down on it.  The big mushroom and a couple of inches of shaft disappeared as Nancy\'s cheeks lowered toward his thighs.  Beautiful.  Hot.
 
She rose a little and then just sat right down on him, leaving only a half inch of shaft visible above his tight, shaved balls.  He was so thick the sides of his cock brushed the lower curve of her cheeks.  My baby was fucked again.  Nancy bobbed up and down on Peter\' cock several times and I saw that he was squeezing her tits.  Then she bent way forward over his left shoulder and I knew we were on the same page.  Peter put his arms around Nancy and I took a wide stance straddling them.  I crouched down steadying myself with one hand gripping Nancy\'s ribcage, one hand holding my cock.  I kept lowering until I had the head of my cock lined up with her anus, just above Peter\' balls.  I ran the head around her aroused tissues, put it against the tiny hole and pushed forward gently but firmly.  Her hole gave way, yawning from the pressure, squeezing the corona of my head as it passed into her sphincter muscle.  She let out a big \"Oh\" as she always did when I entered her ass.  I stopped with the head in her sphincter\'s grip, then pushed it through into her looser rectum, feeling her sphincter settle around the shaft of my cock.  I let go of my cock and took hold of her right ribcage for leverage.  A slight pullback...and then I just gave it to her, slowly and steadily until my pubic hair was tickling the top of her crack.  All through that slow thrust I could feel the underside of Peter\' cock pressing against the underside of mine through the thin membrane between us.  As I landed full in her ass, Nancy came.  That fast.  Screaming.  Peter and I just rode out the storm as she bucked on the two cocks in her.  Finally, she said, \"Oh my God... two cocks... two cocks... I\'ve got two cocks in me.\"  She had 13\" by 12\" of hard male cock in her two holes... a good stuffing.  Holding her firmly in my grip, I started fucking her ass and I could feel Peter pumping as best he could from below.  Nancy was the sweet meat in our sandwich and she was consumed by lust.  She let out every four letter word in the book...begged us to fuck her... rip her apart... told us over and over how much she loved our fat cocks in her two holes.  At one time I saw her sucking three fingers wildly (she told me later that it had come to her that she wanted a third cock to suck and she\'d settled for her fingers.)  She came a second time... then a third.  That third come did me in.  I jammed up against her cheeks, froze and screamed out one of the biggest comes of my life deep in my wife\'s rectum.  As I was returning from space, I felt Peter bucking underneath as his third load of the day jetted into Nancy\'s pussy.  Whew.  After a rest, Nancy and I dressed, hugged Peter and left.  Outside the spa, several dozen beautiful people lounged around the pool sipping drinks in the LA sun.  God, if they only knew what had just gone on behind the spa door.
 
Going down in the elevator, Nancy, still looking gorgeous in her white short-shorts and halter... her pussy and ass fucked red and full of cum... said simply, \"I could stand a little nap before dinner.\"
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The Masseur
 
I was lying in bed reading the Sunday paper.  Nancy, my wife, had gone up to the rooftop of our hotel to get a massage in the poolside mini-spa.  After an hour or so, the door opened and there she was in a pale green mini-dress and jandels.  She had a bewildered look on her face.  \"How was it?\"  I asked.  \"You won\'t believe what just happened\", she said.  What else could it be?  \"You fucked the massage guy\", I said.  She smiled wryly.  \"No, he fucked me\", she said.
 
All ears, I dropped the paper to hear her story.  Upstairs, she\'d stripped off her dress and got on the massage table with a small towel over her buttocks.  Nancy was 32 at the time, 1.70 m, 36-25-36 and 65 kg.  Her pert breasts had stayed high and fine despite two kids and her dance classes and speed walks kept her belly flat and her body toned and well muscled.  She was wearing her hair in a blonde bob that summer, bangs over her big green eyes and the wings of the bob curving forward over her cheeks.  A great look.  She was tanned walnut with two white triangles over the front of her breasts and inverted white triangles over her lower belly and ¾ of her world class ass.  She bikini-waxed her dark brown bush at the sides but left the wedge full for me and didn\'t shave the hair frame on her outer lips.  This was what Peter, the masseur, was seeing on his table.
 
The back massage had gone normally, then she\'d turned over and Peter had replaced the towel over her pubic area.  He massaged her shoulders and arms.  Then, with oil on his hands, he\'d massaged her breasts to her mild surprise.  She said that his hands and the slippery feel had erected her nipples but nothing was said.  He moved down to her thighs with his strong hands and began sliding all the way up to her crotch.  She said she\'d felt her pussy walls start flowing from this but, again, nothing was said.  Next, Peter began letting his thumb hit her pussy lip.  She\'d said nothing.  The thumb began to cross the lip and graze her clit, flicking back and forth and then returning to thigh strokes.  Nancy said she could hear her breath picking up and, glancing sideways, she saw that Peter had filled the front of his shorts.  Suddenly, he backed away from the table and stripped his shorts and briefs down to his ankles.
 
When he straightened, she saw a medium length, but unusually thick cock... with a big mushroom head dripping precum.  Without a word, Peter had moved to the foot of the massage table and climbed up on it.  Nancy said that, without thinking, she\'d let her thighs spread and he\'d come right up between them, putting one hand beside her head and guiding the thick cock down under her pubic bone with the other.  With one stroke, he\'d entered her fully.  Then brought his other hand beside her head for balance.  He was fast, she said.  No warm-ups.  He\'d begun fucking her pussy with hard, full strokes banging into her, breathing hard.  In no more than two dozen strokes he froze up against her; she\'d felt him swell in her cunt and with loud grunts he\'d spasmed his warm semen in her.
 
She said Peter had kissed her and asked her if she was OK.  She\'d nodded.  He got off the table, put on his shorts and shortly thereafter she had put on her mini-dress and jandels and left the spa.  I had a burning hard-on from her story.  \"Let\'s book him for this afternoon and you can have us both\", I said.  After a little persuading, Nancy agreed and I called Peter for a pm appointment.  When he heard the name, he sounded wary but I told him I knew about this morning and that it was cool, that we were liberal about things like that.  As three o\'clock approached, Nancy and I showered.  She put on white cotton short-shorts and a matching white halter tied at the neck and back.  I wore baggy summer shorts and a polo shirt.  We were both pretty sophisticated sexually, had enjoyed swaps with friends and so forth, but still this adventure left us edgy and we looked at each other with silly grins as we rode up in the elevator.
 
Nancy and I walked around the pool to the spa door and I knocked.  The door opened and there stood Peter.  He was short, barely taller than Nancy\'s 1.70 m and 10 cm or so shorter than me.  He was about 30, good looking, black hair and eyes and built like a bodybuilder... big chest, biceps and thighs bulging his shirtsleeves and shorts legs.  No wonder Nancy had let him fuck her on the massage table that morning.  He let us in and I re-assured him about the morning\'s activity and told him we were there to take up where it left off.  Peter said he had to charge me for a massage to account for his time to the hotel and I gladly signed the chit.
 
The room contained an exercise mat, free standing weights, the famous massage table and a steam room.  One wall was fully mirrored.  Standing by Nancy, I said, \"Would you like to see Nancy again?\"  \"Of course\", he said, \"She\'s very beautiful.\"  I pulled the string ties at Nancy\'s neck and back and pulled the white halter away from her front exposing her breasts with their pink raspberry nipples fully erect, set in their half-dollar circles.  \"Take off your clothes\", I said and Peter quickly stripped his white tee up and off revealing a hairless, powerful chest, dark nipples and a rippling six pack down to his shorts.  I could see that he had grown a boner.  I put my fingers in the waistband of Nancy\'s short-shorts and pulled them down over her hips and firm buttocks to the floor.  She stepped out of them and I took off her jandels as well and tossed them aside.  She was tanned walnut everywhere that didn\'t count and stark white where it did, a summer visual I loved because her un-tanned skin highlighted what was made for sex... tits, most of her ass and her lower belly.  Peter pulled down his shorts and briefs together and when he stood I saw that Nancy\'s description was right on.  He had amazingly thick cock, with a broad, dark mushroom head.  His black pubic hair was thick and curly, his ball sack plump and shaved.  I quickly pulled off my polo shirt, dropped my baggy shorts and kicked them aside.  My cock, too, was in full erection, a pinker version of Peter\'s with a lighter purple shade in the mushroom head.
 
I stepped behind Nancy with my cock between her cheeks and cupped her left breast while my right hand went over her fluffy pubic wedge.  \"Why don\'t you give Nancy a kiss hello, Peter\", I said.  He stepped up to her, put his hands on her slim waist and leaned in to kiss her.  She slipped her left hand behind her, took my cock in her hand and, looking down over her shoulder, I saw that she had Peter\' cock in her other hand.  What a lady.  The kiss broke.  \"Whew\", Nancy said, \"This girl is dizzy.  Let\'s get on the mat.\"  She got down on the mat and sat with her back to the mirror and her long, tanned legs extended.  \"Come here, you two\", she said.  Peter and I quickly knelt on either side of her and her slim hands with their red-lacquered nails came up to our cocks.  She took them delicately between thumbs and fingers.  \"Mmmm... look at these two fatties\", she said.  \"What big heads you\'ve got.\"
 
I had a long stream of pre-cum dripping a good six inches from the tip and she caught it on her pink tongue, brought it up to the slit and licked it.  Then she turned her head to Peter, licked the tip of his cock, opened those sweet red lips and took his whole head into her mouth.  She worked his head with her mouth and then went down several inches on him and gave his cock a good dozen or so hard sucks.  She popped her mouth off his cock, turned to mine and did the same honours for me.  Back and forth she went, sucking each of our cocks a dozen or so strokes, then turning to the other.  As she went, the pleasure got to her, too, because she started making little moans in her throat and taking us deeper with each turn.  The sensation and visual were driving me fast.  I didn\'t want to come yet, so I pulled away, went down to Nancy\'s feet and guided her legs apart.  Sensing what was coming, she pulled her feet back and scrunched down the mirror a little to give me better access.  I came up to her pussy.  She bikini-waxed the sides of her dark brown bush, but left the wedge full, the way I liked it, and she didn\'t shave her outer lips either.  I pulled those lips apart and saw a familiar sight, Nancy\'s pink, neat sex: perfectly sculpted clitoral hood, pea-clit, inner lips completely enclosed and everything shining with her always free-flowing juice.
 
I gave her a good lick from hole to clit, then stuck my forefinger in her to wet it, then my middle finger.  I rubbed the ball of my middle finger over the brown star of her anus and worked it into her sphincter as my forefinger entered her pussy again.  I knew what she liked...a double finger fuck while her clit was being licked and sucked.  Probing for her G-spot with my forefinger, I went down on her clit, running my tongue all over the hood, then licking and sucking on her pea-clit.  Nancy was very orgasmic and it didn\'t take long... no more than a minute, I\'d guess.  I felt her thrusting her cunt at me, a telltale sign.  I looked up her body, saw her mouth come off Peter\' cock, her orgasmic flush flood her face, shoulders, neck and breastbone.  Her hand came to the back of my head, held it firmly against her pussy, and she bucked and cried out her orgasm.  She slumped against the mirror and I carefully pulled my fingers from her pussy and asshole.  \"Good one, huh, sweetie?\" I asked.  She looked at me through her unfocussed, but always beautiful green eyes.  \"Amazing\", she said.  She was holding Peter\' cock with her left hand and I saw that he\'d been squeezing her left breast and twirling her nipple while I ate her out.
 
\"Peter\", I said, \"This pussy needs a cock.  Are you ready?\"  \"Oh, yeah\", he said.  I wanted to hold Nancy in my lap for him, to offer my honey up for another man\'s fucking.  She lay against me with my wet boner pressed against her lower back.  I grasped her legs behind the knees and pulled them back and apart for Peter who knee-ed his way up to her with his cock in hand.  \"You want it, baby?\"  I whispered to her.  \"Yes\", she said.  \"Tell him\", I said.  \"I want you to fuck me, Peter\", she said.  \"Don\'t worry, I\'m going to give it to you, pretty lady\", he said.  He put his left hand on the underside of her thigh and guided his fat, dark cock under her pubic bush.  I could see him working the slit and felt Nancy tremble as her clit was tickled.  He planted and shoved.  They both gasped as his cock pushed half way into her pussy.  He left go of it and grabbed her by the ankles, lifting her feet so the bottoms were facing the ceiling.  I saw him pull back slightly and then come forward steadily until the base of his pubic hair met the base of hers.  My baby was full of Peter, fucked ball-deep.  \"You got it, sweetie?\" I whispered.  \"All of it\", she said.  \"How does it feel.\"  \"I\'m stuffed, the way you stuff me\", she whispered.  Peter went into a nice, slow, long-stroke fucking rhythm, pulling almost all the way out, coming all the way in to gently press Nancy\'s pubic bone.  I moved my hands to her tits and squeezed them while twirling her nipples in time to his in-strokes.  I could feel her skin heating against me.  \"Oh, Peter, that is so good\", Nancy said.  \"I love the way you\'re fucking me.\" \"You like it?\" he asked.  \"Yes.  You\'re so hard in me...so hard.\"  Her words must have inflamed him because he shifted gears, went to short, fast strokes that filled the room with the slap-slap-slap of hard fucking.  His face darkened.  \"Fill me up, Peter\", Nancy gasped.  \"Fill my cunt.  I want all your cum.\" He froze up against her.  She shot her hands forward, grabbed him by the waist and pulled herself against him, forcing her cunt around as much of his cock as possible to take his spurts deep.  He shouted like a man in pain.  I saw his buttocks squeezing and knew each flex meant another white glob of his cum was squirting from that big mushroom head into my Nancy\'s sweet pussy, glob on top of glob.  \"Hot cum\", Nancy whispered hoarsely.  \"I feel your hot cum.\"
 
Peter pulled his softening cock from Nancy\'s pussy, cum still dripping from its slit.  He lowered himself to the mat beside us.  Nancy turned to him and gave him a long kiss with her open mouth working against his.  My cock had been drooling against her lower back all through their fuck and I was wild to get it in her.  \"Get on your knees, sweetie, and hold his cock in your mouth.  I\'ll get behind you.\" Nancy rose and insinuated her way between Peter\' big thighs.  I saw her lift his soft, very wet cock from his ball sack and lower her mouth over the whole thing.  Her move had, of course, put her glorious white cheeks up in the air in a very inviting way.  I knelt between her smooth calves and, holding her left hip with one hand, I steered my raging boner to her pussy slit which I could see was puffed open and leaking a mix of Peter\' cum and her juice.  I tapped the brown star of her anus with my cock, ran it up and down her slit and, planting my mushroom in her just-fucked pussy mouth, I shoved.  Whew.  She was so much slacker than for a first fuck, hot and wet and I slipped right in to the hilt, pushing my pubic hairs against the split in her cheeks.
 
Nancy pulled her mouth from Peter\' cock.  \"Oh, yes, baby, fill me again.  Fuck my hot pussy the way you do.\" I took a few deep breaths to get a grip on myself and began our fuck, pulling out until I saw the corona, then pushing back down and pressing hard at the full in-stroke.  I loved looking at her long, brown back, her white cheeks, her glistening asshole, her blonde head now bobbing on Peter\' apparently stiffening cock, my cock, wet from her and Peter, disappearing through her stretched pussy mouth, then slowly reappearing, only to disappear into her dark cunt again.  I wet my thumb in my mouth, ran the ball over her anus and then pushed the stiff first joint into her hole.  \"Oh, God, yeah!\" she said.  \"Do that... do that.\" I straightened my thumb and sank the whole thing down through her sphincter into her rectum, something she loved when getting fucked doggy.
 
We rode like that for a sweet while, me thumb and cock fucking Nancy, she sucking on Peter\' dark, fat dick.  He and I exchanged glances occasionally, our eyes full of lust.  Then, the inevitable gear shift came.  I, too, shortened and speeded my strokes and began slapping into Nancy\'s cheeks.  As I jammed up against her and felt the orgasm explode in my cock and balls and rush through my body, I saw Nancy\'s shoulders colour pink.  I grabbed her cheeks hard and felt the thick jets bulging up my tube and out, out, out...into her pussy.  But I was aware that she, too, was shouting and I could feel her strong cunt spasming around my cock as if trying to expel it (fat chance).  We slumped.  Gasping breaths filled the room.  \"Christ\", she said, \"I thought you were going to spurt out of my mouth, you shot it so hard, sweetie.\"  \"Yeah\", I said, \"I was so hot for you.  You looked so great sucking Peter with my cock between your cheeks.\" We lay side-by-side with Nancy in the middle.  After a while, Nancy\'s hands strayed across our bellies.  She wrapped her hands around the shafts of our cocks and began stroking them softly, exploring their heads and tips with her thumbs.  Of course, they came up, little by little.  \"Oh, wow\", she said, \"look what I\'m doing.\" I whispered in her ear.  \"Why don\'t you give Peter a good suck and then sit on it.\"
 
We hadn\'t discussed a DP, but I knew now that it was my agenda.  Nancy had had her one and only with a friend of ours in his apartment about six months before at the end of a doobie and wine night.  I had a full colour sequence in my sexual memory of Nancy astride our friend in the centre of his king-size with his sabre up her pussy and me crouched down behind them, holding her ribcage, and thrusting my cock in and out of her asshole.
 
In the cab later, she told me that, mentally and physically, it was, so far, the supreme sexual experience of her life.  Now, Nancy went down on Peter, between his thighs again, sucking and licking his fully erect cock with her cheeks offered to me.  While she had been lying between us, she\'d been oozing steadily.  There was a shining sex mess from her pussy mouth down into her anal saucer and the skin of her upper cheeks.  The mat had a large wet circle where she\'d lain.  I needed that juice.  I gathered it on two fingers, shoved my forefinger into her anus, then worked my middle finger in as well.  I finger fucked her sphincter muscle, circling and stretching it.  She lifted her head from Peter\' cock.  \"Take your fingers out, sweetie.  I\'ve got to fuck this cock\", she said.  I pulled my fingers and she took up position above Peter, kneeling straight up with her finger tips steadying his cock below her.  I crouched for a good look.  She lowered her pussy to his cock head and nestled it in her slit, wiggled a little, got it seated and sat down on it.  The big mushroom and a couple of inches of shaft disappeared as Nancy\'s cheeks lowered toward his thighs.  Beautiful.  Hot.
 
She rose a little and then just sat right down on him, leaving only a half inch of shaft visible above his tight, shaved balls.  He was so thick the sides of his cock brushed the lower curve of her cheeks.  My baby was fucked again.  Nancy bobbed up and down on Peter\' cock several times and I saw that he was squeezing her tits.  Then she bent way forward over his left shoulder and I knew we were on the same page.  Peter put his arms around Nancy and I took a wide stance straddling them.  I crouched down steadying myself with one hand gripping Nancy\'s ribcage, one hand holding my cock.  I kept lowering until I had the head of my cock lined up with her anus, just above Peter\' balls.  I ran the head around her aroused tissues, put it against the tiny hole and pushed forward gently but firmly.  Her hole gave way, yawning from the pressure, squeezing the corona of my head as it passed into her sphincter muscle.  She let out a big \"Oh\" as she always did when I entered her ass.  I stopped with the head in her sphincter\'s grip, then pushed it through into her looser rectum, feeling her sphincter settle around the shaft of my cock.  I let go of my cock and took hold of her right ribcage for leverage.  A slight pullback...and then I just gave it to her, slowly and steadily until my pubic hair was tickling the top of her crack.  All through that slow thrust I could feel the underside of Peter\' cock pressing against the underside of mine through the thin membrane between us.  As I landed full in her ass, Nancy came.  That fast.  Screaming.  Peter and I just rode out the storm as she bucked on the two cocks in her.  Finally, she said, \"Oh my God... two cocks... two cocks... I\'ve got two cocks in me.\"  She had 13\" by 12\" of hard male cock in her two holes... a good stuffing.  Holding her firmly in my grip, I started fucking her ass and I could feel Peter pumping as best he could from below.  Nancy was the sweet meat in our sandwich and she was consumed by lust.  She let out every four letter word in the book...begged us to fuck her... rip her apart... told us over and over how much she loved our fat cocks in her two holes.  At one time I saw her sucking three fingers wildly (she told me later that it had come to her that she wanted a third cock to suck and she\'d settled for her fingers.)  She came a second time... then a third.  That third come did me in.  I jammed up against her cheeks, froze and screamed out one of the biggest comes of my life deep in my wife\'s rectum.  As I was returning from space, I felt Peter bucking underneath as his third load of the day jetted into Nancy\'s pussy.  Whew.  After a rest, Nancy and I dressed, hugged Peter and left.  Outside the spa, several dozen beautiful people lounged around the pool sipping drinks in the LA sun.  God, if they only knew what had just gone on behind the spa door.
 
Going down in the elevator, Nancy, still looking gorgeous in her white short-shorts and halter... her pussy and ass fucked red and full of cum... said simply, \"I could stand a little nap before dinner.\"
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<p>I was lying in bed reading the Sunday paper.  Nancy, my wife, had gone up to the rooftop of our hotel to get a massage in the poolside mini-spa.  After an hour or so, the door opened and there she was in a pale green mini-dress and jandels.  She had a bewildered look on her face.  &#8220;How was it?&#8221;  I asked.  &#8220;You won&#8217;t&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-6074"><a href="https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/6074/" rel="nofollow ugc">[Read more]</a></span></p>
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