TRUANCY - Two young ladies depart school early.

 The last two periods at school were PE and I was damned if I was going to attend them. It's not that I'm allergic to exercise; it's just the boring inanity of having to do physical jerks each week just because the teacher likes doing them. I was so out of there. Donna and I slipped out of school and went home. By home, I mean that we both went to my place, mainly because there would be no-one there. Truancy? I suppose it is but did I care? Not so you'd notice.

I live out of town a little way and I have my own little car. It's not much of a car but it goes and that's what counts. We were in and long gone by the time anyone noticed that we were missing. Hopefully, the only ones who'd notice we were no longer at school were classmates and they wouldn't say anything. After all, it might be them next time.

Once we were at my place we decided to use the pool. It was a hot day and a dip wouldn't hurt. We can always claim that it counted as our PE for the day. Naturally enough, Donna didn't have her bathing costume with her and, equally naturally, she nearly had a heart attack when I suggested skinny dipping. She was horrified at the idea in case someone caught us. So I dug out one of my older bikinis for her and we changed.

There was only one little problem with that bikini. I'm, shall we say, more developed in certain areas than Donna. The bikini top simply swam on her. I suggested that the best solution was to just go topless. I'd do the same and if anyone came it would be easier to fold our arms over our breasts, but it wasn't as though I was expecting visitors. The whole family were supposed to be away for hours yet. So we went in topless, feeling deliciously naughty.

We were lazing on the lawn beside the pool when I thought I heard the front doorbell. I listened hard for a moment and yes, the bell rang again. Donna also heard it.

"Um, someone's at the door," she observed.

"Well, my parents are at work. My brothers are at work and school respectively. I'm at school and so are you. There's no-one home to answer the door. Whoever it is will have to come back when someone's home."

My logic seemed acceptable to Donna and we both just relaxed and ignored the unwanted visitors. Too bad they didn't ignore us.

"Hullo, young ladies," said an affable voice and we looked up to see a couple of cops strolling around from the side of the house.

We both squealed and jumped to our feet, red of face and hands flashing to cover our breasts.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" I demanded.

"Ah, police, Miss," said the taller of the two officers.

No kidding. I'd already worked that out for myself.

"Oh, gee, so you are," I observed. "I thought you might be. The uniforms are a bit of a clue, you know. What are you doing here?"

"Answering a call, Miss," came the reply. "We were notified that somebody seemed to be at this property when all the residents were supposed to be absent and we just dropped by to make sure there wasn't a break-in."

"Well, there's not. Feel free to leave," I told them.

"Certainly, Miss," he said, sounding oh, so agreeable. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"I live here," I said with some asperity, "and this is my friend Donna. As to what we're doing here I'd have thought it obvious that we were swimming."

"Yes, Miss. Ah, I was given to understand that the young lady who lives here would be at school right now. Rochelle, is it?"

I flushed slightly and nodded.

"Um, yes, well normally we would be at school but we got the last two periods off today."

"I see. Does the school know you have the last two periods off?"

That's the sort of suspicious mind that comes with being a cop. Why couldn't he just accept that we were legitimately at home and go away. He looked at me expectantly, waiting for an answer.

"Ah, not exactly," I admitted. "The last two periods were PE and we figured it would be more interesting to get our exercise at home in the pool. I can't stand the way we have to do PE at school."

"I see. I guess that means that you're truants. What's wrong with the PE at your school?"

"I don't think it's called truancy when the students are eighteen - our age," I pointed out. "I think it's called using adult discretion to avoid an unpleasant experience. As to what's wrong with the PE, our teacher makes us do physical jerks like jumping jacks and knee bends and other stupid things. By a strange coincidence various male students always seem to find an excuse to wander past while we're doing the exercises. They like to see our boobs bounce."

I think the officer was struggling to keep a straight face, but his off-sider sniggered at that comment. He also seemed to be spending a lot of time eyeing Donna.

"Well, Miss, we do have to report this, but I'll just state that the daughter was unexpectedly home."

"Um, hold on. By report, you mean at the local Police Station?"

"Yes, Miss," he said, sounding puzzled.

"Do you have to?"

"Ah, why shouldn't I?"

"If you report it at the station, Sergeant MacEnvoy will see the report. He'll stir up my dad about it and I'll get into trouble. That's why you shouldn't. Can't you just say it was a false alarm and not mention me being home?"

He looked at me thoughtfully and then glanced over at his mate, who was still eyeing off Donna. Didn't that man have any tact? Not that she was much better. She was giving him back look for look and I'll swear that her hands had moved to show more of her breasts.

"I'll tell you what. I'll make a deal with you. The pair of you show us one of those exercises that makes your, ah, boobs bounce, and I'll report it as a false alarm."

"That's blackmail," I said indignantly.

"Mm, possibly," he admitted. "Is that a yes or no?"

I felt slightly squirmy inside at the thought of deliberately showing a man my boobs bouncing. Blushing slightly, I turned to look at Donna. She was just giggling and already had her hands down by her side, showing off her attributes, nodding her agreement. I glared at her, but nodded.

"Two jumping jacks and that's it," I said.

Talk about total embarrassment. It was fine for Donna. Her breasts weren't as large as mine. Now I quite enjoy having largish breasts, and I'm young enough and fit enough that they don't sag. That does not mean I enjoyed doing a couple of jumping jacks for the amusement of a couple of chauvinistic pigs in uniform. Donna thought it a real giggle but her breasts stopped bouncing when she did. Mine had some momentum going and I had to slap my hands over them to make them stay still. Totally not fair.

"Very interesting," drawled my tormentor. "Now I'd appreciate it if you'd take off the rest of your bikini."

"What?" I demanded. "That wasn't part of the deal."

"True, and a deal is a deal. I'll report this as a false alarm, which it is in a way. I still want you to take your bikini bottoms off."

"I see," I said, glaring at him. "You're going to hang around here until we do, aren't you."

"Not exactly. I'm just waiting for you to do it and then I'm going to stretch you out on the lawn, right there, and give you the physical exercise you're missing at school, although I don't think it will be the same as the PE you would get at school."

Oh, boy. I suddenly felt all hot and excited and somewhat flustered. I looked at Donna to see how she was taking this request and she was looking elsewhere and ignoring me. By elsewhere, she was giving the second cop the eye, her breasts uncovered, the little tart, and her thumbs hooked in the waist of her bikini. If I gave the nod I was willing to swear she'd have them off in nothing flat.

That second cop, by the way, was standing a bit too close to Donna in my opinion, and I would swear he was rubbing her back. On second thoughts, I suspected he was rubbing her backside. On third thoughts, from the flush on her face, maybe he had his hand inside her bikini and was fondling a bare bottom. And she wasn't trying to stop him.

I glared at my cop.

"I'm not going to do it," I snapped. "You can get fucked."

"Ah, not if you don't take off your bikini," he retorted. "In those circumstances I'd be departing unfucked."

"You mean you're not going to make us?" I asked, relieved. Yes I was relieved. No, I wasn't disappointed. Not even a little bit. Although, to be fair, maybe Donna was, but only a little, I'm sure.

"Make you? Don't be ridiculous," he said, sounding as though he was shocked. "We're the law, we are. We can't run around forcing ourselves on sweet young things, even if they do have nicely bouncing boobs. We stalwart guardians of the law uphold the law. Having you take off your bikini will be construed as consent, and then you'll see what they mean by the long arm of the law."

Comments like that were not helping me cool down. It took a determined effort on my part not to look down to see how long he was referring to. I was not interested, I told myself firmly. A glance at Donna didn't help me at all. Her nipples were standing out so far her beau would be lucky not to be stabbed to death by them. And I was positive her bikini had eased down a little. I could swear I could see the top of her slit. When had she become this tartish, I wondered.

"Um, we're flattered by your attentions, of course, but we really don't know you. You can't really expect us to whip off our panties and lie down for you."

I tried to keep it light, hoping I sounded slightly amused. It didn't appear that I succeeded too well.

"You're not flattered at all," he said quietly. "You're excited and nervous but not exactly flattered. Your friend on the other hand is just plain excited and horny. If you give her the nod she'll be naked and in mid-fuck before you could stop her."

"She would not," I hissed, "and I am not excited."

"Then you ought to sue your nipples for lying," he murmured.

I glanced down and saw that my nipples were erect. I hadn't even realised that I'd uncovered my breasts. It's what comes of waving your hands about when you get excited. I glared at him and he smiled at me, and it wasn't a very nice smile. He turned his head and called to Donna.

"Ah, Donna," he called, "Rochelle says to drop them. She'll catch up in a minute."

Donna giggled and pushed down. Her thumbs were already in her waist-band and when she pushed the bikini just shot down, leaving her naked. The cop she'd been flirting with wasn't slow to take advantage, either. He was easing her down onto the lawn before the bikini even hit the ground.

Face blazing I looked away.

"How could you do that?" I gasped.

"Quite easily," he said, and he was smiling at me again, but it was a much nicer smile. "You think it would be wrong to just whip off your bikini, don't you."

I nodded, blushing. I mean, I just couldn't do it and he couldn't make me do it.

"So I'll give you a break," he said. "I'm going to take off your bikini for you. Then I'll lie you down on the grass and just pet you a little. All you have to do is keep quiet. That way you'll be able to tell yourself that I'm making you do this."

I blinked at that. Was he kidding? Did he really think I was just going to stand there and let him pull my bikini down? I mean, really, how gullible did he think I was? He was talking again.

"There you are," he said softly. "That wasn't too bad, now was it?"

What was he on about? A hand running lightly over me from bare breast to bare bottom answered the question. I couldn't believe it. While I was wondering how to tell him to take his suggestion and shove it he had been removing my bikini. He didn't have to pull them down. Just undo the bows at the side and that was that.

I was going to protest but he was already easing me down onto the grass. I watched him nervously, but really, a little bit of petting wouldn't hurt me, now would it?

That's how it started, really. A little light petting. He stroked my breasts, and played with my nipples. He told me his name was Ron, which I already knew from his badge. He kissed me lightly and played with my breasts some more. It seemed perfectly reasonable when he kissed my nipples and his hand caressed across my mound at the same time. It wasn't as though he was doing anything really, just holding me in his cupped hand.

He kissed me some more and I couldn't really object when he started to rub me down there. It would have seemed a bit prissy and petty. So he kissed me some more and lightly massaged me and I was feeling a little hot and flustered but I have to admit that I liked it. When his hand came back up to play with my breasts again I actually felt a sense of loss.

I wasn't too surprised when his hand started drifting down towards my pussy again, and I wasn't going to object. However I was a little surprised when he stopped half way down and sought my hand, his hand closing over mine. Ulterior motives, of course. He drew his hand over to his groin and at some stage he'd unzipped and I found that the long arm of the law was now requesting a hand. My hand.

I didn't just grab onto him. (Not like some people I could mention. I could see Donna out of the corner of my eye and I was slightly scandalized at her forwardness.) I did let my hand rest against him, feeling his heat and hardness, the heat within me responding and my own temperature going up a notch. Or maybe two or three. I was breathing harder as well.

Errand completed, his hand continued its journey down, closing over my pussy and squeezing slightly. Then there was more kissing, first my mouth and then drifting down along my neck and finishing up on my breasts. Things became a little confused at that point. He lightly bit my breast while at the same time a couple of fingers slipped between my lips and started exploring internally. I jumped slightly, not knowing which of these I should react to, possibly complain about, and then got distracted realising that when I jumped my hand had automatically closed. I assume you remember where it had been left.

It seemed to me that it would be rather silly to complain about his fingers trespassing between my lips when my hot little hand was clutching his hot, not so little, erection.

He kept on stroking me, mouth and hands wandering over my body, arousing me. It was all a little much at times. Times such as when he brushed against the area immediately around my clitoris. I bucked slightly at that and had to stifle a scream. And he did it again.

Call me naïve if you like but I simply didn't realise what he intended when he extracted his cock from my greedy little paw and positioned himself between my legs, looming over me. I was just looking at him in fascination, waiting for him to go on touching me when he leaned towards me a little and, oh my god, he was certainly touching me again.

His cock was pressed lightly against my lips and my lips were swollen and damp and seemed happy to press back against him. I wasn't quite so happy.

"What are you doing?" I demanded, feeling a trifle panicky along with being hot and bothered. "You said you were just going to pet me a little."

"To start with," he said softly. "Just relax and see how things go."

How things were going was his cock thing was trying to push its way into my vagina thing. That's how things were going. I was going, "Um, ah, um," while my mind raced trying to find a polite way to say no. I flicked a glance over at Donna, wondering if I could appeal to her. I couldn't believe it. She was on all fours with her cop kneeling behind her, boffing her like crazy, his arms wrapped around her while he clutched hold of her breasts. A fat lot of good it would be appealing to her.

Ron apparently though he'd given me ample time to protest if I was going to and he gave a slightly harder push. This resulted in his cock just slipping past my lips and starting on its journey. Damn it, I was going to say no. He just didn't give me long enough to work out how to say it.

"Um, look," I managed to get out. "What I mean is, um,. . ."

What did I mean? Damned if I knew. I was sort of getting distracted by what was happening. I could feel his cock steadily moving deeper into me as he pushed against me and I could feel myself flexing my hips and pushing to meet him. How the hell do you say, "No, I don't want to," when you're pushing yourself up onto him? You don't. That's how.

He was smooth, I'll give him that. His cock was all the way home, pinning me firmly to the ground, and I'd managed to put up precisely zero resistance. His hands slipped up and over my breasts and he held still for a moment, letting me feel him, in me, on me, holding me. Then he started moving.

He didn't start banging away, which was what I was half expecting. He just started moving easily within me, pulling gently back and then sliding back into me. It just seemed natural to match his movements, pushing up to meet him as he came, relaxing a little as he pulled back. It was exciting, arousing, and the best part was the anticipation, knowing that it would only get better as things progressed.

And it did get better. His hands were rubbing my breasts, my nipples, exciting them, while his hips were busy driving him steadily forward and into me. The tempo was slowly increasing, his thrusts gathering speed, his withdrawal pulling back further to give him time and room to really run his cock home.

I was lost in a blissful dream that just went on and on. I was vaguely aware that I was clinging to Ron, my legs wrapped around him, holding him to me as he surged relentlessly into me. I could hear myself, pleading with him, wanting more and more, and he seemed quite happy to give it to me, driving in hard and showing no signs of stopping.

I was gasping, feeling desperate, my excitement overwhelming. I couldn't handle what was happening. I needed it to end, but was afraid that it might. When Ron settled down to business and decided to finish me off I could do nothing but let it happen. He drove in harder than ever, tearing the life right out of me as I just died, my climax just shattering me and leaving me to slowly sink back down in little pieces.

Oh, my. I could feel all those little pieces merging again, leaving me lying there in a daze, not knowing what had happened. Well, I did know. I'd just been screwed rotten, and by a cop of all people. It didn't seem to make any difference to me. I just lay there.

Ron and his mate were both standing up, there clothes nice and tidy. A sidewards glance at Donna showed me she was sprawled on her tummy, naked, bum in the air.

"Right," said Ron. "So it was a false alarm at this call out with no-one home and no intruders. We'll call again. Just to let you know we're keeping an eye on the place."

They departed, leaving us lying there. When I looked at Donna again she was looking at me.

"You're a tart," I told her. "You were all over that man. Talk about encouraging him."

"Me?" she said indignantly. "What about you? You seemed to be putting on a sterling performance."

"That was not my fault," I replied with dignity. "He forced himself upon me, undoubtedly encouraged by your performance with his partner. I just couldn't think of the right way to get him to back off."

Donna didn't seem to believe me. I'm not a fool. I know what a sniggering laugh means. But it's true. I'd definitely have said no if I'd had the chance. I'd have to make that clear next time.

Locked Out! Locked out of her hotel room one night - completely naked!

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The Drive Home from Class- I unbutton my shorts and slide them down my leg.

 

I woke up this morning extremely horny, but not having time to do anything about it, I just got dressed for classes, not bothering with panties or a bra.

Instead I put on a pair of hip hugger, short, shorts (think Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders) that I like to wear when feeling randy. The shorts are actually kind of indecent, however my husband loves them and encourages me to wear them more often, Being hip huggers, they are lowcut in front, dipping down well below my belly button and stop just before my butt crack is exposed in back. The legs are short - short style, with some butt cheek showing in back. The front of them is the scandalous part. The crotch seem to have an XXX rated mind of its own. Every time I put them on, they automatically mold themselves around my camel toe, perfectly outlining my pussy for every one's viewing pleasure, not to mention how they cling to my butt cheeks and go up my butt crack..

For a blouse I grab a button up flowery top, kind of like a man's Hawaiian shirt. The shirt is small on me and when buttoned up, there are gaps between the buttons giving glimpses of my chest, stomach and parts of my cleavage. When my nipples get hard, they are really obvious in the shirt sticking out like they do. Today I decide to leave the top three buttons unbuttoned, exposing plenty of boob for anyone looking. With a little bit of luck, maybe I can give someone a view of my naked breasts and hard nipples before the day is over. Just thinking about doing that makes my pussy tingle and moisten up.

With me not wearing a bra or panties, there's lots of eye candy for the guys to look at today. Come to think of it, any lesbians who see me today will probably enjoy the eye candy as well.

My name is Jane and I am a Junior at a medium size university, where I am pursuing my bachelor's degree in elementary education, with a goal of becoming a grade school teacher. I am 21 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall and weigh 105 pounds naked and soaking wet. I have light brown hair, sparkling blue eyes and my husband says i have an incredibly sexy body (that seems to keep him in a constant state of arousal) which he loves for me to show. I am not really an exhibitionist, however, when we get to partying and I have had a few drinks, I do tend to loosen up and have been known to do a little showing off.

As I get to school and am walking to my classes, the movement of my nipples against the fabric of the blouse is causing a tingling sensation which causes my nipples to harden and poke more prominently through my blouse. In turn, my pussy responded to the nipple stimulation and became wetter causing the shorts to draw up even tighter into my pussy, framing my camel toe clearer for anyone looking.

When I get to school and on campus, being that I was dressed kind of slutty, I wasn't surprised when I received more than a few (I want to fuck you) stares, leers and a couple of comments from guys hitting on me.

A couple of times as I walked by and a guy gave me a really lustful state, I would pass by and then turn around and look, only to see them still watching my ass as I walked away. Today, in my state of arousal, I actually liked the looks and comments and it only increased my level of sexual arousal knowing that guys were looking at me in a lusting way.

Once classes are over and I get on the road heading out of town, I again feel the level of sexual needs in my pussy, reminding me of how horny I am. It's about a 40 minute drive home and I am not in a frame of mind to wait for 40 minutes before I take care of the ache in my pussy.

I start rubbing my nipples through my shirt, teasing each one into a stiffened condition and enjoying the tingles each stroke of them sends to my pussy. Wanting more, I unbutton my shirt completely and reach inside and massage my breasts and tweak my nipples, again enjoying the sensations being transmitted from my breasts to my pussy.

Soon my level of excitement is such that I begin to lightly trace my camel toe through the material of my shorts. This is causing the wetness to increase in my vagina and i can feel the moisture starting to soak through my shorts.

As my desire increases, I decide to unbutton my shorts and slide them down my legs. By removing them I am naked from the waist down and both of my breasts are exposed due to my unbuttoned shirt.

I turn on the cruise control, and spread my legs wide apart by putting my right leg on the seat, completely exposing all of my sex to anyone looking. Using my free hand, i resume massaging and tweaking my nipples until they are achingly hard and my pussy is demanding attention.

Sliding down in the seat, I get better access to my clit and pussy, I slowly trace my now wet pussy lips, occasionally inserting a finger, then two, then three into my hole and finger fuck myself. From time to time, I remove my fingers from my pussy, lick each finger clean, savoring the taste of my sex juices, then begin toying with my now hard and fully extended clit.

As I massage my clit, I can feel an orgasm quickly building inside my vagina, causing more moisture to leak from my sex hole onto the seat of the car. As my orgasm builds in intensity, I rub my clit faster, and my orgasm hits. While driving down the highway, I am riding a mind blowing series of wave after wave of intense pleasure, causing me to grasp the steering wheel tightly, while my pussy pushes hard into the seat cushion and the breath gushes from my lungs in a series of loud screams of pleasure.

I continue to drive in this position until the waves of pleasure subside and I can get control of my thinking again.

I realize that I am getting close to the city limit and should probably do something about my state of undress. But to be completely honest, I am enjoying it and besides, it's a naughty feeling and I am feeling raunchy today.

I hit the city limits and drive through town wondering if anyone will notice me. The thought of being seen naked stimulates my pussy and I start feeling horny again with the juices again leaking from my sex.

I arrive home, pull into the driveway and park the car. My plan is to get out of the car just like I am, naked below and exposed above and walk into the house, good plan. I reach for the door handle and start to open the door when I see our neighbor, Jack standing at his mailbox about 75 feet away.

My original plan to walk from the car to the house just as I am, (pussy and butt bare naked, breasts barely covered if at all), never included someone being outside to see me. I had kind of assumed everyone would be inside or at work and more than likely no one would even see what I was doing.

Giving a quick thought to the situation, I take a breath, and deciding to stick with the original plan, open the door and step out. Jack having seen me pull into the driveway is looking in my direction, not expecting the sight he is about to see.

Twisting around in the seat, I am facing out of the car with both feet on the ground and my legs spread open. Jack is getting a clear view of my open pussy and naked beasts as I stand up. Then turning around with my back toward Jack, I bend over and reach inside the car, to gather my bookbag and loose clothes, while giving him a perfect view of my ass and pussy lips. I then turn around and looking at Jack, I give him a cheery "hello, nice day isn't it" and then turn and walk to the house, giving my ass a little extra movement for Jack's viewing pleasure.

Opening the door, I step inside and burst into laughter. I can't believe I just did this. It's one thing to get in the car and drive naked from school, while masturbating. But pulling into the driveway and letting Jack see me naked is another ball game.

Being incredibly turned on by the whole episode. I get my vibrator out of the drawer and proceed to pleasure myself laying on the bed. I start reviewing my day, thinking of the guys on campus that I caught checking me out. I think of the ones that stared at my camel toe or nipples, I think of how the cloth of my shirt and shorts felt rubbing my nipples and clit. As I replay all of these in my mind, my excitement grows as each is remembered and replayed.

While replaying these memories, I use the vibrator to excite my nipples, touching each of them and enjoying the feeling each transmits to my pussy. As I move from my nipples toward my pussy with the vibrator, i replay stepping out of the car and showing Jack my naked body. Thinking of the part where I was setting on the edge of the seat, getting ready to stand up with my legs spread apart, that memory gets my pussy dripping again and I am on the edge of coming. Then the memory of me bending over to get my book bag and clothes out of the car comes to mind. As I rub the vibrator over my clit and teasing my pussy lips with the vibrations, I think again of how bending over resulted in my pussy and ass being spread open for Jack, allowing him to see my actual sex hole as well as my ass hole. That memory sends me over the edge and I am thrashing around on the bed, gasping and whimpering helplessly as my orgasm consumes me and all my senses in an overload of pleasure.

That evening, after my flashing of Jack, I couldn't wait to tell Al what I had done. As we were lying in bed chatting, I told him, I have something I need to tell you.

I then told him about how horny I had been all day, and how I had worn such a slutty outfit to school. I gave him a detailed description of how I took my clothes off in the car and masturbated on the way home.

As I described my experiences, Al became hard and began to lightly rub my pussy while he told me how turned on he was from listening to me tell my story. He asked me about being in the car naked and how he would have loved it if someone had seen me naked and masturbating.

After hearing Al talk about wishing someone had seen me naked, I then told Al I had something else to tell him about my day. I then described about how I had flashed my pussy and naked body twice to our neighbor jack. And how I was so horny I had come in the house and masturbated with my toys.

Listening to me tell about how excited I got flashing Jack, Al's dick was leaking pre-cum like a faucet, taking his dick in my mouth, I proceeded to lick and suck the pre-cum off his dick and milk it for all he had. By now both of us were pretty worked up, not only was Al's dick leaking pre-cum, but my pussy was leaking moisture as well. Getting on my hands and knees, I told Al to fuck me as I needed a hard dick in my pussy. Al proceeded to get behind me and bury his hard dick deep into my soaking wet hole. While slamming his hard cock into my pussy, Al slipped one hand between us and inserted a finger into my ass hole sending a shock to my clit which pushed me over the edge of my orgasm. Al on feeling my pussy constrict around his dick, unleashed is own orgasm pumping load after load of cum into my pussy.

As we lay in each other's arms, spent from our love making, Al said that he had a confession to make as well, and told me about the incident with Becky the day before in the wheat field. He described how she surprised him and they both had masturbated.

READ, "Caught In The Wheatfield" for details on this story.

We agreed that both incidents were really hot and were excited about them. The question is, where do we go from here.

But Jane's real worry is, how am I ever going to get that pussy juice stain in the driver's seat upholstery out??

Party Planning -Taking a chance pays off with a show.

 Sometimes all it takes is saying something.

My friend was coming to me for advice on what to do to help her fiance have a really great bachelor party. It was a difficult thing for me to give solid advice on as my own bachelor party was a total bust. We were talking about different things back and forth, deciding on what would be cool. There were times when it was difficult to concentrate around her. She was about five foot six. She spent tons of time hiking and taking kayaking trips. All the activities gave her a toned body that was in great shape. Her legs were long and lean but not skinny. Those legs lead right up to a great ass. Her breasts weren't huge, but that gave her the opportunity to go without bras on many occasions. I was thinking of her without her bra when the winning idea hit me.

"I've got it."

"What? Because I'm starting to get frustrated." She didn't have tons of patience for planning.

"You can't have him go to the strip club right now, but YOU be the stripper for him."

She stopped and just stared at me. I was a little afraid I'd pushed it too far. That's when I glanced down and saw that her nipples were trying to force their way through her shirt. Something in me thought to forge ahead.

Accidental Voyeur- Hot couple is discreetly observed by accidental voyeur.

 Last weekend I had the most incredible experience without participating myself. Saturday morning I woke up at six and went out for my normal run, pausing at the lake and watching the sunrise, what a beautiful day! As I came back through home stretch I cooled off, thinking about a nice how shower. I quickly ducked inside, and washed, threw on bra and panties and a robe. Ah, coffee and the newspaper, just the way to round off my morning before I got started!

I glanced up when movement caught my eye and saw the neighbors in their backyard. My deck is elevated, but I was hidden from view by the siding, and I had a great view of their backyard. I really didn't know these neighbors, they had only moved in a few weeks before and we had never really been introduced.

Laura and John are an attractive couple, John left the army a few years before and had stayed in great shape. He is packed from head to toe with muscle, his shorts and tank top left nothing to the imagination. It looked like they had already showered and were packing up to head to the beach. John's tanned body looked stunning, good definition and nice bulging muscles. And then there was this very nice bulge in his shorts! Oh my.

Laura is a nice looking brunette, hair just off her shoulder, straight with just the hint of a curl. Laura was wearing a bikini top and cutoffs. I noticed that she filled her fashionable top just perfectly, no excess material and not too tight. I would judge her at a C cup, her trim waist gave her an hourglass figure, and her flat stomach displays her toned body perfectly. And her legs, they were absolutely perfect; I've never seen legs with that amount of muscularity and still looking so feminine!

I glanced down at the paper again, my distraction almost forgotten. John and Laura continued to load their car, they were giggling and acting like children. I glanced up again and saw John lift Laura off the ground, letting her settle down by sliding down his chest until I saw her breasts flattened against his tight stomach. They kissed passionately; I thought that this was a couple in love, how nice. Laura became twisting her hips seductively, grinding against John's hips and I realized she was either trying to seduce him or tease him, but seeing as they were getting ready to leave I didn't think anything would happen. How wrong I was!

When John's hands came up and gently massaged Laura's breasts I realized I was going to be watching a couple make love, so I slid down in my chair a little bit, continued to sip my coffee and watched. I was growing just a little wet now; I had never watched a couple make love with me just sitting back, myself unobserved.

Laura lifted her hands and caressed John's large pecs, I watched her gently caress his nipples and tweak each one, then she surprised me by sucking on each one until they were like little pebbles. I saw one of her hands sneak down between them and she began groping him, she was obviously in need. When John pulled back to let her bikini top fall down (I hadn't seen him untie it) I was almost shocked to see an impressive bulge tenting the front of his shorts. Laura's breasts became exposed, she didn't sag at all, surprising for her size! She had light brown nipples; her tan lines showed off her fair skin and made her look even more impressive!

She ran a hand up her abdomen and her sides, and then cupped each breast, presenting them to her husband. When John reached in to suck on her nipples, she playfully pulled away and began sucking her own nipples, and then offered them, once again, to John. John grabbed her hips and forcefully pulled her into him and his mouth sucked one, then the other, nipple into his mouth. After just a few minutes of this Laura pulled away and pulled off her cutoffs, and her panties, exposing another well-tanned feature, her bikini tan prominently displayed, and she was completely shaved! She looked so hot that I began to gently finger myself outside my panties, knowing full well that I would have to change when this was done.

Laura pulled John's shorts down and his nice-sized cock sprang out, incredibly thick, thickly veined, and as dark as I've ever seen on a white guy. Laura gave it a few playful tugs, leaned over, and proceeded to suck as much of that thick took into her mouth as she could fit, but it was really too wide for her. Her mouth looked wider than mine, and I wondered just how much that fat cock would stretch me!

After only a few minutes of this oral stimulation John stopped pulled Laura and (I couldn't really hear them) they talked for a few second and walked in their open sliding door. They got as far as the carpeted area before Laura fell to her knees, got John's cock to her mouth again and sucked voraciously! I still had an incredible view and watched as closely as possible without exposing myself. He turned out to have one of the fattest cocks I have ever seen, her saliva made it look so incredibly tasty.


John stopped Laura and he began to go down on her, but she stopped him, pulling him up so that his cock would slip inside of her. I couldn't clearly see but she must have been soaking wet! As his cock began to split her open I heard her clearly for the first time, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh" and so on. John finally bottomed out and began fucking her vigorously. It wasn't making love; it was more animalistic, more like rutting. I watched the veins on her neck and face and I knew that she was coming from deep inside. When John lifted her hips up in the air I watched her blow off and really have a world-class orgasm.

Unfortunately John didn't last too long and he cam strongly, his spasms lasted perhaps 30 seconds to a full minute, every spasm made his hips jerk forward, impaling her on his cock, but more accurately he was planting his seed deep into her core. He caressed her gently when he got his sanity back and gently pulled out. Long streams of come ran out and down her thighs and he gently retrieved a dishcloth and wiped them both off. Laura lay there and looked like she was composing herself, her hips occasionally rocking back and forth, seemingly experiencing after-tremors of her orgasms.

John and Laura eventually got up, cleaned up and finished packing their car and started to get in. I thought they were still ignorant to my presence, but as John got in the driver's seat he glanced up and waved at me. I may never know if I had been sighted during their animalistic coupling, but I do know I had been a truly accidental voyeur.

The Rikyu School for Girls- Janitor observes punishment at girls school.

The Rikyu School for Girls is a prestigeous school for upper class Japanese girls. They go there between 18 and 24 years of age and are interned there. As in England, all students where identical uniforms. Blue dresses that end just above the knee, with with and blue blouses. I'm a janitor there. Janitors have a way of seeing things and not being seen themselves. People tend to ignore janitors and sometimes forget they're even there. Although I do not have voyeuristic tendencies, two years ago, I saw something that made me stop and watch.

Caught in the Office - Caught masturbating in the office by a young client.

I stood looking out the window at this 20 year old girl who I had just finished jerking off for, jealously wondering why she did not finish her own orgasm inside so I could watch. My fantasies started to take control of me as I thought about seeing her naked and eating that wet juicy pussy for her. I was brought back to reality as she turned her head towards my window. I caught her eye as she gave me a wink and a big smile. What have I done I thought, what have I done?

Naked in the Bikini Shop - I'm forced to walk naked through the crowded store.

After my divorce last year I decided to take better care of myself. I started watching my diet and exercising regularly. Now at 27, I think I look pretty hot! My tummy is flat, and my 34C boobs are still quite perky. My ass is also nice and round again and tight from all the running I do, so when I picked out a bikini to wear in Mexico this year, I didn't think twice about picking one that showed off my body nicely.

hot tub relaxation- young neighbor and i have some sexy fun

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Just a Tease- She gets what she deserves

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Misty Showing in Public - Young lady's first public exposure.

Misty is a fun loving attractive lady who has a zest for life and loves to be adventurous in a very sexual way and the events of this night were the start of her becoming an avid exhibitionist which turns us both on so much. She is a beautiful girl with blonde hair which she keeps stylishly cut just above her shoulders. Her face is really cute with a captivating smile and big blue eyes. She stands 5'-6" tall with the classical 36/24/36 figure which gets noticed even when she is not showing it off. Her breasts are natural C cup size topped with silver dollar sized areola and prominent nipples that are about a quarter of an inch in diameter and stand out about a half an inch when excited. 

Shy Wife Goes To Strip Club

My wife Sharon has from time to time spoken about being curious about strip clubs. This is not something that I could ever press her on. She would clam up and act like I was a pervert. However, I have always kept this in the back of my mind.