Arena XXX

At 7 the families at the beach had long since departed for home. It was mostly solo guys and gals or couples, sparsely populating this beach this time of night, with even them dwindling to almost no traffic at all in an hour. Suzette, got out of her car right at the edgemost parking space, looking down on the water and sand. She was early, she laughed, by almost 15 minutes. She got out of the car, straightening her dress and checking herself and her supplies.
“Suzette?” She heard Steve’s voice, so familiar from their chats, approaching and looked to see him coming, his nice American stride all loose and athletic, his eyes focusing on her now. “Suzette, is that you?”
Suzette turned and smiled, welcoming him and enjoying his manner entirely too much. “Christ, he gets me wet by just walking!”, she thought to herself. “God, there’s no turning back. I want this guy.”
“Hi, Steve! God you surprised me coming over here like that. Welcome to our fair nation!”
She spread her arms to his smiling face, welcoming a hug. He hustled over and spread his as well and they collapsed in each others embrace, an electric moment, her breasts suddenly and unaccountably on fire as he pressed her against him full body-style. He was strong, she could feel, his arms tight and his back extremely well-muscled.
“Oh, my, what a great greeting to your “fair nation!” Steve was smiling broadly, still holding her. She felt their bodies where they connected, it was like a small fire everywhere they touched, it was amazing. She could see he was experiencing something similar, his eyes were glazing slightly as he held her still.
They disengaged, but Steve still had a hand on her upper arm. They both turned to the view. “Incredible, Hon. Just remarkably beautiful, both you and the sea, ha ha.”
“You don’t look too bad yourself, for an American,” laughed Suzette. “And so sexy at your advanced age, too!” ( a long-standing joke between them). They laughed. They also talked for just a bit, about families, about the country, about her free evening. Suzette was feeling quite free, she was actually surprised at how little guilt she felt about seeing this man in public, alone. Her curiosity was more alive than any other emotion, she knew. She asked questions about all sorts of things.
“Can we walk on the beach?” Steve asked.
“Yes, of course,” said Suzette. “By all means. It is also more private there……….” she left that hanging, not sure about directions yet and not sure about her own feelings.
They trudged down the long incline. They continued on, but Suzette had reached over for Steve’s hand. She looked at him in this most appreciative way, startling him by her directness and her obvious care. Steve smiled back, enjoying the mysterious moment. Suzette’s hand felt nice,as she grasped his and would not let go.

They reached the sand and Steve could see the rough water and wind-hewn cliffs and rock formations made over time, a rough picture of time and geology forming caves and small private coves on the hillside, hard by the beach. Suzette’s hand was in his as they walked, now somewhat quietly, the mood slowly changing. The sound of waves made things peaceful, they always had a powerful effect on Steve, having lived next to them daily for half of his life. It brought forth the deepest thoughts and feelings, almost always in him. Right now those feelings were surprised at the depth of appreciation he felt towards this very nice and soft woman next to him, holding his hand. it was almost too nice, he smiled to himself.
They walked under a ledge, away from the beach, Steve not even knowing how they got there, almost as if guided. it was quieter here, full of some inherent ominousness, ripe with meaning, the sounds reverberating softly around them, almost like a caress. Steve stopped to listen, so entrancing. He turned to Suzette who was close, very close. Steve felt her breast on his arm now, brushing him. Once again, where they touched seemed as though it was on fire. His arm where her breast touched him felt electric, ultrasensitized to her skin, somehow. As he turned more, she leaned up and delivered her lips, kissing him without hesitation. They kissed, only lips, feeling the meeting of the lips in a rousing sort of gentle touch, erotic to the max. It was enough. Her body shook, slightly, and gained some momentum shaking as Steve moved his lips around on hers. Quietly, all thoughts of not being sexual dissipated with the sounds around them, as the Sun began sinking. Suddenly, all Steve wanted was this woman, anywhere, any how. Steve broke the kiss.

A female friend of mine rocked my world with this tale of naughtiness and public sex. Not sure I could do this, lol, but, well, she did.
A baseball fan, she can be seen at games sometimes on her own. She literally likes ball that well. She played alot of softball herself and the fact that she was once married to a professional balplayer obviously has alot to do with it. They did not last, with him gone for great lengths of time during the season and she developing her own career, at which she is actullaly very good, a photographer. She does spreads for men’s magazines, sometimes and also does a few things for some lady rags, which puts her “in touch” with some hot men. LOL, men who like her………..alot. She enjoys spilling these tales for me over beers and, sometimes, at my place or hers in more intimate surrounding, usually naked.
Well, she went to a local college game on a warm Spring day, enjoying the sun and some suds, watching the very good local team. Sitting next to her were some college guys, one of which, she admitted, she cast glances at during the game and surely enjoyed talking with. As they spoke, she could sense a definite interest emanating form the guy and she was equally attracted. About the 5th inning, she had had a few brews and was feeling just a little “looser”, as she put it. She was, by this time, wondering how she could “do” this hot young stud. Now, our subject here is gorgeous, great shape, brunette, nice breasts which she is not afraid to show off a bit and a lady who just emantes sexuality.
She had leaned over and pressed her breast onto his arm as they spoke. The guy had most certainly noticed the growing intimacy and he was decidedly most interested, having to “rearrange” his jeans, once, to our girl’s extreme excitement. As they spoke baseball, she whispered to him: “Would you like to see my car, or maybe take a trip downstairs?”
He grunted his approval at the idea. She left first, telling him to look for her in the parking lot at a certain spot. The wooded parking lot had lots of nice shade and was fairly isolated and a thought hit her, she said, as she walked. She mentioned she felt just as sexy as hell, had this nice young stud for fun coming in seconds to meet her and she felt her pussy just soaking wet with anticipation. It was a delicious moment. She leaned up against her car and raised her small mini skirt, removing her panties. She felt so exposed like that, stripping in public with the odd car driving by. The delicious riskiness of public sex suddenly made her nearly cum, right there. She was so fucking hot, she said. She could see her guy approaching.
As he turned by the car and saw her, with her panties on the ground and her skirt up, exposing and playing with herself, he stopped. He took it in, drinking in the uincredible heat of this moment. As he approached her, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock for her to see, raging hard, nice and long and warm. She got to her knees right there, raising her skirt and diddling herself right then and there and taking this nice mouhtfull of man pleasure right inside her hot lips. She felt so incredibly slutty, it was among her hottest ever experiences already. She could not help but moan as her guy put his hands in her hair, entwining his fingers, there, and began holding her head tighter as he fucked her hot and hungry mouth, long full strokes, all the way out, with this popping sound as her suction was so intense as it came out, then forcing it back inside, roughly. Cars passed by as they stuck together like this, her mouth a receptacle for this gorgeously tasty cock. She came repeatedly as she was sucking, almost, no totally, out of control, sucking off this collge kid in a parking lot.
She found herself wanting others to watch as he used her so roughly, her sluttiness was at a peak. Finally, he came, his large cock just rammed down inside her throat, choking her but sliding deeply in, making her gulp hard and swallow fast to keep herself wrapped around this handsome dick. As his cum spurted insanely, pounding her throat and mouth, she came again and again, gushing cum herself , knowing they would leave a puddle of cum to show where they had sucked and cum together. She was so fucking hot she could not stand it. Sucking a strange youg guy……..so sinful, so slutty. She told me this as we were driving together to yet another ball game. She laughed as she told the story, amazed at her brazenness in public like that, especially at the university she had graudated from. Naturally, she smiled at me and moved her hand over, right on top of my hard and most ready cock. “Guess what I want!” she smiled.

I was sitting at home, a day off, watching TV and I get a call from an old girlfriend. We gab, I mention how it is nice to hear from her and am glad she is back in town again. We had a torrid affair a few years back and she moved away, interrupting it. We had sort of stayed in touch, yet had not really kept up recently. Cards, a few emails, and that was it. When she mentioned she had a friend with her and was in the neighborhood, I asked her to please come by, by all means. She said she would be over within an hour.
I heard the knock on the door and answered and was taken by how her new hair style and what seemed almost to be a ‘new body type” had taken her over. She seemed so much tighter and buffed, it was remarkable. In short, just looking at her there, with her scooped neckline, it was remarkably hot. I fought a definite discomfoprt as I found myself getting hard, just checking her out. I must add here, her friend was just as fine, with actually bigger boobs. I invited them in and made drinks for all.
We sat in my living room, Dana next to me and her friend, Mickey, on my other side. We swapped some fairly funny tales, having some serious laughs about stuff we had done and people we had known. The talk turned to romance and reltaionships and we both admitted to a few successes and failures. (I got to brag about my daughter, which they both drank up, it seemed. We concluded I was a proud and biased judge of this one.)
Mickey had been giving me these effusive smiles. As we spoke she, of all people, began plying her hand on my body, putting her hand on my shoulder, rubbing my neck now and then, finally, placing her hand on my thigh. Naturally, I had not stopped her, it had been pleasant and comfortable, somehow, as if she were being introduced to me the way her friend, Dana, had. This time, she left it there and its heat was getting serious beneath my jeans.
Dana noticed. I suspect she had mentioned our relationship from the past and how hot we had been for each other. Dana leaned in and got closer to me as well. This was beginning to look like a plan.
As I sat, Dana got close enough, as we talked, to rest the point of her breast on my upper arm. She pressed it into me, just as her friend was beginning to knead my leg more, feeling me up, it seemed and arousing the hell out of me. Finally, I turned to Dana and looked at her directly. “Take your top off for me, Honey.” I said. “I want to see my favorite tits again.”
Dana laughed and did just that, removing it in a rush. As she did, so did Mickey, leaving me breathlessly in charge of two topless amazing foxes, with nowhere to go but straight ahead. I felt Mickey’s hand beginning top unbuckle my belt as Dana and I kissed. As our tongues intertwined, deliciously, and the familiar senses and smells of her body and sex returned to me, I could fell my cock being rleased, into the air and into a soft hand, then what felt suspiciously like lips. Yes, I was being sucked by Mickey, bless her. I felt my entire cock being engulfed by hungry lips, some serious suction being applied and my cock began dancing, as hard as a lead pipe. As she plied me with this wonderful blow job, with all the licking and caressing, she worshipped my cock, it seemed, lovingly.
Dana drew away from me, our lips separated and she smiled at me. “Lee, sit back. I want to make you feel wonderful. Let us make you cum.” With that said, she slipped onto the floor with her friend. She smiled up at me as Mickey held my cock in her hand, then at Mickey who was offering it to her, and she suddenly went down on me, taking all of my cock in a breathtaking huge suck. I could feel her throat and see her cheeks bulge as she greedily took all of me deep inside her hot mouth.
They took turns and it was very soon I felt myself ready to explode. I mentioned this and Mickey then took my cock and held it just inside her lips as they both stroked me. I gushed cum in torrents, I was so fucking hot, just spurting hard and fast. Mickey gulped away, swallowing at first, then she held my cock and milked it for me, sucking in small spurts, getting more of my oozing cum. When I finally finsihed cumming, Mickey turned and kissed Dana, obviously to share her wealth. I could see the transfer of cum into Dana’s mouth and they seemed to be sucking one anothers’ mouths as ths went on, another hotter than hell event.
I heard them talking. Mickey looked at me, then at Dana, smiled and said, “God, Dana, you were right. His cum tastes fantastic.” They laughed. I had been part of a pot, after all. Oh, well, hard to find a more willing “victim” I am sure.

In another life, I am a home contractor. One of the benefits I have, unfortunately rarely, is the opportunity to be in a home with ladies with other ‘designs’ as well. One never knows when it will strike, this opportunity, but there have a been a couple of occasions where it bit me… lol, all over.

Sitting at a kitchen table with a client is common. Opening up large blueprints, encompassing the project, everyone tries to visualize the results and I explain the processes involved in getting there. I carry pics, too, and these are immeasurably helpful. Everyone seems excited at the start of things and it can be hard to decipher enthusiasm levels. And for what.

Emily (not her real name) was a 40-ish and very well-built lady, with a great smile. Her hubby was pretty business-like in our dealings, which I appreciated, but he was never home, travelling all week and home weekends. So Emily’s onus was to sort of “run things” from their point of view. With that, I agreed to meet with her at some point every morning during this $45,000 project. Typically, it was early. Very early.

Our first morning together, with the crew going hard at it already, machine sounds and talking outside her windows, Emily met me in her robe. She asked to see the plans again, wanting to clarify something. As I spread them out, she made coffee for us and presented me with some superb coffee cake. I told her I loved the ‘buns’, and she looked at me and smiled hugely. She said they were all mine if I wanted them. Oops, I thought. The innuendo was getting steamy.

As we gazed at the plans, she plopped close to me and leaned over onto them pointing something out. I felt her breast resting on my arm, solidly, not moving. She stayed there, even when she withdrew her hand from the plan. It was getting warm. As we spoke, our faces were fairly close. The positioning had been all her, so I waited and tried to keep things non risky. I turned to look at her and she was staring openly at me, inches away. Her boob moved; she was rubbing it on me, no mistaking it. She leaned closer and we kissed. Her tongue searched for mine and found me, wanting hers as well. It was incredibly hot.

On her stool, she pivoted, facing me now as we kissed, her breast leaving its place on my arm, with my hand moving to it and cradling this gorgeous thing for her, and squeezing. She had moved it right into my hand. There was no bra under and, as I parted her robe, I knew she was naked. My hands began exploring her more totally, finding no evidence of clothing and one very very wet pussy. With a hand on her tits, going from one to the other, I explored this hot wet pussy, even fingering her right away. Her pussy fascinated me, it was hot, dripping wet and she was so incredibly open to my touch. I pulled off her robe and looked at this gorgeously wanton and naked client of mine, breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling as she breathed. I began undressing but she stopped me. “Let me,” she said, huskily.

She undressed me completely, standing there in her kitchen. She went to her knees and sucked my hard cock. She would moan as she did, either from experience or because it was so hot to her. No matter, it was convincing, for sure, the moans possessing that lusty sound of a full mouth. Later, I found she was not that experienced, that these moans were a discovery, for her, of how hot sucking me was at the time. She actually came almost at once, her body just shaking and my cock down he throat.

I turned her around and fucked her, right there in the kitchen, her hands up on a counter top and her ass in the air. It was so hot. As I came, I pulled out of her, not easy to do. I did not know if she had birth control, so I played the cumming gentleman. I splashed all over her ass liberally. She reached around her and rubbed it all in, taking some to her mouth for a taste. She liked it.

She also got more later, even that day. We had a three week affair. She was also hot to experience more oral sex and we had a few memorable long sessions. I became the first man in her ass, I might add. It was hot as hell and I wanted more later but we called a halt to it, at least for the time, for various reasons. Man, it was delightful and such a great surprise. For us both, turns out, lol!

Lee darling, whatever brought whore wives to your mind? Could it be working on those sites together last night? lol

You see, my dear reader, Lee and I do websites and we often, ahem, review sites together to choose our sponsors with. We happened to be looking for a good sponsor for our new housewives site and came across this nice one here -
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To put a long, detailed and highly erotic story short, this site is about the ultimate cuckold fantasy. Husband gets into financial trouble, debt collectors pay them a home visit and end up collecting the debt from a happy and cooperative wife, while the husband is forced to watch.
I have spent some more time, eh, reviewing movies from Housewives bangers… you wanted hot sex, Lee? lol, I’m in the mood to talk about some housewives steamy sex. I’m a married work from home mom, and trust me, today, after having spent most of the day doing grinding housechores and looking after my darling kids (whom I adore btw), sitting here, finally having the time to watch porn… err, I mean work… waiting for my dear husband to come home from work, I can certainly see the appeal in certain scenarios…
Say, a knock at the door, two handsome men there, me in my nightie… They are polite and say they are business associate of my DH, I smile and let them in, tell them he’s not at home right now and is there anything I can do to help them. As it happens, there is…
You see, my spouse is in trouble and owes one of these men some money. His name is Jeff and he’s a business man of sorts, what sorts, I do not ask. He is wearing a dark suit, no tie, and has a general businessman appearance (which is why I let them in, in the first place). The other guy is never introduced by name. I’m told that he’s the represetative of a new debt collecting service, helping people like Jeff collect what is owed to them.
I have the choice, to either comply and be nice to these two gentleman, and let them tape this as proof, or my poor husband will come to severe physical harm. Now I ask you, such two nice guys, cocks already bulging, one bored, yet very supportive, slut wife… there’s only one answer to that offer, don’t you think? I mean, the very thought of being on my knees for these two cocks is enough to get me wet…
The collector places the camera on the kitchen table, pointing it at Jeff, who wastes not a minute, pulling me in front of him and raising my nightie above my head. So fast, I can’t even do much about it. Within seconds, I am standing there, in my white cotton panties, in front of a man I had never seen until five minutes before. I am so turned on, I want him to hold my breasts and play with them. I push my chest forward and close my eyes, but he only places his hands on my shoulders and pushes me to the floor.
“Go on,” says our cameraman, “Unzip him,” and he casually checks the preview screen. It’s obvious that this isn’t his first time collecting debts from a slut wife… I am only too happy to comply, my mouth hungry, my lips already aching to be touched…
I unzip Jeff’s black trousers and pull out a most magnificent dick, already very hard. I look up into his face and I can see the excited look, all business manners forgotten, he is now totally male, all cock wanting to get into my mouth.
I am about to lick his cock, but suddenly the collector says “go on, fuck her mouth, man, she’s your whore now!” And just as I open my mouth, Jeff, suddenly places his hands on my head and, with some encouragement from our enthusiastic collector, pushes his cock right into my mouth. I almost choke, half from the surprise, as Jeff begins to move his cock in and out, slowly at first, but soon enough getting into a fast, steady rythm. My initial surprise is soon replaced by pure lust, as I open my mouth wider, and try to relax my throat muscles, allowing Jeff to get more of his huge cock into me. He is so into it now, I doubt that he will last long, and I so want him too… I suck all that I can, waiting for him to give me a night cap of man milk… and soon enough, I get it… a few more strokes and Jeff suddenly pulls my head with one strong thrust, pushing his cock deeper into my throat and blowing his cum so deep into me, I can’t even taste it. I gag, but he doesn’t let go for several long seconds, and I have no choice but to swallow several loads of his cum…
As he finally pulls out, me still on my knees, I realize that my hand had wandered into my panties, while he was fucking my mouth. I feel my own wetness on my fingers, and look at the collector, hopefully. I smile at him too, but he smiles back as he packs his camcorder and says, “sorry, not allowed to mix business and pleasure… but you’re such a hot slut wife, I promise to pay you a personal visit off work…”
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All this talk about relationships is well and good. But what about hot steamy fucking sex? Can we get an “Amen?” Girls gone wild. Ladies attacking their gardeners (a personal fave of mine!.) Benevolent older men using young women who want it that way? How about my friend who lured his neighbor lady into being paid for sex? There lies a tale, lol.

My good friend Bob has a tale for an aching boner that won’t quit. Seems the gorgeous lady next door was experiencing marital problems. Well, actually, it was far worse than just that. She had discovered progressively more evidence of her old man having an affair with his new hot secretary. Originally, there was the suspicious panties found in his pants pocket, most small these things, a thong type panty for a waist smaller than our subject. Turns out the new secretary was very petite, lol. It was common knowledge in the office he was fucking the dumb new broad, lol. And she did indeed have certain, um, talents, it seemed.
Bob is off that very day, in the back yard pruning roses and doing the yard work he loves doing. A divorced Dad of 2 girls, he enjoys his time off and putters among the flora he planted himself. Shirley (we’ll say) ventures out her back door that warm afternoon in a bikini, apparently tanning. Bob has a great vantage point, having an elevated yard, and he cannot help but notice. In the first place, he has never, in the two years he’s lived there, seen her in this bikini. Once or twice a short skirt which definitely got his attention, some heels as well for parties, but usually standard fare middle class stuff. Well, she undoes the top. And she removes it. Boing!
Bob about drops his pruners on his foot. He couldn’t move, he said, lol. He’s paralyzed by the strange gorgeous scene posed by his neighbor lady. Then she gets up and strides back inside, evidently hurrying. Bob about loses it watching her tits bounce back into the crib. He stays out for a while, then runs out of shit to do, lol. Goes back inside and relaxes, keeping an eye on next door, practically staring. He was smitten.
He gets a call. Guess who? Bob quickly to the rescue, to help this poor damsel who is complaining about problem with her garbage disposal. He knows it’s bunk. He can smell an affair.
Bob gets inside the door and she is by the sink, still in her bikini. Bob asks what symptoms the disposal shows and she says, “Well, it’s actually OK.”, smiling.
Bob smiles back, a grin from ear to ear.
The lady smiles and whispers, touching her breasts and now cupping them both. “I want to suck your cock, Bob. Can I?” (A friggin picture of want.) She goes on, though. “My jerk old man is having an affair, I just found out. And he has been fucking this stupid secretary of his for a few months now. Everyone there knows it. I was so ashamed going there today!” And she starts crying. So much for the blowjob, Bob thinks. He does the neighborly thing and goes closer to her, putting a hand on her arm.
“Hey, Shirley, it’s OK, gal. I have been there, remember?” Bob’s own divorce was the result of his ex taking on a few new fellows.
“No, Bob, I am broke and I just found our bank account has been emptied. He must be buying her a fucking house. Its terrible.”
“Jesus, Shirley……..broke? For real?”
“For real, Hon,” Shirley spits out. “And I am pissed as hell. Do you have any money, Bob?”
“Um, sure, Babe, you want a loan? Jesus, I can scrape something together easily. Today!” Bob replied.
“I had another arrangement in mind, Bob,” Shirley smiled. “If you give me $100 dollars I will be your whore.” Shirley took off her top and stood there, waiting for an answer. The she untied and removed her bottom, standing completely naked now in front of Bob.
She then moved in front of our stunned friend and got to her knees. “It’s not like I don’t want to, you know. Let me give you a sample for free, Bobby,” she purred and put her hand on Bobs crotch.
“Cum in my mouth. He never does that for me”, she said as she pulled out Bob’s incredibly hard tool and began sucking him. “I want you to make me work for my money. I bet I will love being your whore. You are so nice to your kids.” Shirley looked up at Bob, her mouth nice and full already. Good Lord, lol. Bob nods.