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"Caught trying lady’s underwear on in a shop changing room " He was in the women's section at a major department store. He could have easily been browsing items for his wife, or girlfriend... but in truth he just loved the feeling of the lace knickers on his skin. He'd always had a think for wearing women's underwear for as long as he could remember. He'd buy some, wear it, wank in it and life was good. As he was browsing, a mature shop assistant asked if he'd like any help finding a particular item. He was sure he flushed a bit, but he said "no thanks, just browsing" and continued to look at items. She didn't move away quickly, and when he looked up, she was still looking at him. Giving him a little smile. A knowing smile, perhaps? No... it's not possible. He was just a bloke looking for a gift. She didn't know. She couldn't know. After she went to help another customer, he decided to take the new shirt and trousers he needed for work into the changing room, and he took in a few pairs of French cut knickers with him too - he wasn't planning on trying them on - but he was going to buy them for later on tonight. Trying on the trousers, he got an urge to just try the knickers on. Just for a minute. Nobody would know. Nobody could know. He admired himself in the full length mirror. He loved the way his cock bulged through the white material and how he could see the outline so clearly. He was starting to get hard. He knew this would happen. This is why he didn't try these on in public. But the feeling on his skin was just too much to resist. Could he wank here? Surely not. There was no cctv, but it just felt wrong. He was slowly rubbing his hand over the material when the curtain opened and he stood there, like a deer in headlights, not knowing what to do, or what to say as the sales lady walked in, and closed the curtain behind her. "I thought these were for you" she said, in a businesslike manner. "Come on, no need to be shy, my husband wears my knickers all the time" He was stunned. Dreaming, perhaps. Yes, that was it - this was a dream and he'd wake up in a second. But he didn't wake up. He stood there. Dumbfounded by this intrusion. He was caught between rage and embarrassment. He wanted to shout and scream for her to get out. But that might draw attention. "I just thought..." He stumbled over his words. "No no, you didn't just think. You like it. It's okay darling. They look great on you... and I think you think so too from the tent you are pitching. I think you might just bust the seams of those panties" she smiled. "Need a hand?" He nodded. He wasn't sure what a hand meant, and then he understood as she started to rub the bulge. Feeling him tremble beneath her touch. She tugged the knickers down a bit to release his cock. He wasn't huge. He wasn't small. There isn't enough said about a nice six inches. But she did note he had a pretty dick. Uncut, but with no too much foreskin. He was rock hard as she took him in her hand and slowly started to wank him. "You like this? You like being wanked off in women's knickers, don't you?" She said quietly into his ear. He just nodded. Looking at the ceiling. "Oh, you're so hard. You must really need a release?" She continued into his ear. He was breathing in her perfume. It was intoxicating. He knew he wouldn't last long as she picked up the pace. Her hand working furiously as he reached out to touch her tits... "no no no, no touching me, thank you very much" she chided him. "Just relax and enjoy" He felt it building in his balls. He was going to explode and she could sense it. She grabbed the other pair of knickers (frilly and black) and positioned them at the end of his cock and kept her pace up, increasing as she felt him tense up. And he came. He came hard. Into the knickers and onto her hand. He was quivering. He couldn't believe what had just happened. She lifted her hand up to her face, and licked the remnants of his cum from her fingers. "Yum" she said. Thank you. And she was gone. Just like that. Leaving him to clean up and go pay for his new clothes. Leaving him with a memory he'd never forget. | |||
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"Whilst on holiday, my fantasy becomes reality of watching a man fuck my wife after a bit of flirting in the hotel bar "Cyprus. What a place. What a holiday. What a hotel. We'd had such a lovely time. The food was great. We'd eaten too much, drank too much and let loose. We hadn't really been able to relax like this for years. It was our last night and we were both a little tipsy already. The waiter who we had got to know quite well kept plying us with all inclusive drinks. "Some from the top shelf for you, but don't tell my boss!" He would say. He was maybe 30. Classically handsome. Great body from what I could see. And he was friendly. Very very friendly. I saw him looking. Always glancing at her tits in her low cut top. My wife is a BBW and loves to show off. We've had some experiences with soft swinging before but my big fantasy is to watch her get fucked by another man. Ideally a real stud, like the waiter. She knows all about my fantasy, and when we're fucking, it's the one that gets brought up the most. "Oh you'd love it if you were watching some guy pound me, wouldn't you?" She'd say as we went at it, and it was true, I'd love that so much. It didn't take much. A little touch on his arm from my wife, a few suggestible comments and finally, my wife told him we were off to bed with our last drink of the night. Room 731. He nodded. He understood. A short while later, there was a small tap on the door. I opened it and he said "Is everything okay?" - he was wary, and who could blame him? "Yes, come in, come in" I say and guide him into the room... where he is greeted by the sight of my wife, completely naked on the bed, legs spread wide open. Her cunt is soaking wet. She is so in need of this. I want this. I want to watch him fuck her. He looks at me for approval and I nod. He goes to her. They kiss and his hand immediately goes to her pussy in one fluid movement. She moans into his mouth as he finds her clit and then sinks two fingers into her. She rolls slightly to her side and begins to unbuckle his belt. I take my seat for the show. She opens his belt and releases his button. Unzips his fly and works his trousers down. His boxers are barely containing him. He is big. Bigger than me for sure. She pulls his boxers down and he springs free. He must be all of 8 inches and thick as anything. My wife is in heaven straight away. She is a bit of a size queen, and I don't really meet that expectation. She takes him in her mouth and starts to massage his balls with the other hand. He throws his head back and moans quietly. The whole thing is a blur as he is pulling out of her disappointed mouth. But the disappointment doesn't last as he quickly positions himself to go down on her. She loves oral. He works his tongue over her clit, repositioning so he can easily get 2 fingers into her at the same time. She is writhing rhythmically on his face now, building towards a huge orgasm. It's been a while since someone else played with her. She starts to tremble and then bucks wildly into his face - all the while he rides her momentum and keeps his mouth locked over her clit. "I need to be fucked. Now. Like right now!" - now we have a rule. No bareback. But that rule went out of the window there and then. She didn't ask permission she just dragged him up onto her like a woman possessed and he positioned the head of his massive cock and slid in. She wasn't quiet. I think the hotel as a collective could hear her scream at that moment, she was so wonderfully full. He started slowly, but she's never loved it slow. "Harder. Faster" she moaned at him and he picked up the pace. Taking her leg under his arm and giving himself more purchase to slam into her over and over again. It was animalistic. She was his. Not mine. He was fucking the sense out of her. She was in heaven. I was in heaven. Cock in hand and loving every moment of it. He continued to crash into her, every stroke harder and faster, his heavy balls slapping against her arse. Slap. Slap. Slap. They were kissing and he was pounding. It was relentless. I lost count of how many times she came in a 3 minute period. But the noises she was making were something else! He whispered something into her ear and she said "yes, please" - I had no idea what he said, but I soon realised that it was doggy style as she got onto all fours and he stood at the side of the bed and entered her again. His fingers found her arsehole as his cock continued to piston in and out - the man was a machine. She had her face buried into the pillow as he continued his relentless assault on her cervix. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity - but in reality was about 8 minutes - he pulled out and she turned to take his cock into her mouth and accept her reward of his hot streams of cum. He lent down. Kissed her gently only the mouth. Quickly dressed. Shook my hand and said thank you, and he was gone. Now it was my turn. | |||
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"Met my mrs when she was 19 and I was 27. 6 months latet she went on girly holiday and cheated. Said it was only once but not sure. Would love to know what happened for her 2 weeks...." Dear Diary - Day one We’ve just got here and I’ll already sucked two cocks lol. We were on the club 18-30 coach to the hotel and two hot guys grabbed me and my mates and dragged us to the back of the coach. They had booze and they were a laugh. Within a few minutes one of them had his cock out and it was fucking huge. I started by giving it a playful squeeze, then it turned into a handjob and o couldn’t resist. I leant down and started sucking him much to the delight of my friends and his friends. Lots of cheers and whoops rang out as I bobbed my head up and down. His friend then whipped his cock out too, and not wanting to be selfish, I quickly grabbed it and took turns sucking them both. That was just the coach ride here. I can’t wait to see what happens later. Day one - Night We flopped back into his room about 4am. I’d met Mike on the bar crawl and he’s cute and flirty. We’ve kissed a few times and he’s fingered me in the toilets, but now I need to be fucked. I get on the bed and get onto all fours. Knickers off. Arse up. “Fuck me hard” I tell him. He obliges and fills me up with hot cum a few minutes later. Day two - I wake up and my friend is getting fucked in the next bed. They’ve only just got in. Daylight is streaming in through the thin curtains. I roll onto my side and watch as she’s pounded. Her legs wrapped around him. My fingers find my clit. I lazily play with myself until they finish. He fucks off and we shower and then head to the pool to sleep and tan. And drink. Day two - night I’m down an alleyway with the guys from the bus. One has his cock in my mouth and is pulling my hair. One is fucking me from behind. They swap at some point. I don’t mind. I like feeling full. This is ecstasy. Day three - the pool Lunchtime brings some new arrivals. There is a guy who turns up who immediately catches my attention. 6’4” tall. Light black skin… mixed race I guess. Shaven head. He’s hot. I know I want him. Day three - night There he is. Pool guy. Danny his name is. We’ve had a flirt and I think I’ve made my intentions known. We catch each others eye and he struts over. He knows he’s hot. He’s fucking sexy. I whisper in his ear “are you fucking me tonight?” - he kissed my ear gently and says “is that what you want?” “Yes. Please.” I mutter back. Two hours later we’re back at the hotel. Many cocktails and shots later. We’re d*unk but we know what we need. He comes to my room. My friend is out getting nailed somewhere. He grabs me and kisses me. Carries me to the bed and throws me down. My skirt comes up, my knickers come down. I’m soaked. I’m a horny slut for this. He eats my cunt like it’s his last meal. I lose count of the orgasms. He’s a wizard. That tongue is magic. Then his cock. I want to suck it because it’s big and thick but he doesn’t give me time. He’s on me. He’s in me. Thrusting and I’m screaming. Ecstasy. Pure, uncontrollable pleasure. He’s fucking me so hard. And so deep. It feels like nothing I’ve ever had before. I’m completely in lust with this man. He has me. Now and forever in this moment. I honestly lose all track of everything. Stars are in my eyes. Orgasms roll over me one by one. Crashing me in and out of euphoria. We change positions. Missionary. Me on top. Reverse cowgirl. Doggy style. This man’s stamina knows no bounds. And still the orgasms continue. Finally he tells me he’s going to cum. Inside me. Please.” I beg him. And he obliges. His massive eruption sends me over the edge one more time. We sleep. In the morning I wake him by sucking his cock. He gets hard as steel and we go again. I think I fucked him more in those few days before I went home than I’ve ever been fucked before. Every chance we had he was inside me. He owned my mouth, my cunt, my arse. He had me all. He still has me now. Just don’t tell his wife or my boyfriend. Shhhh. | |||
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"Caught trying lady’s underwear on in a shop changing room He was in the women's section at a major department store. He could have easily been browsing items for his wife, or girlfriend... but in truth he just loved the feeling of the lace knickers on his skin. He'd always had a think for wearing women's underwear for as long as he could remember. He'd buy some, wear it, wank in it and life was good. As he was browsing, a mature shop assistant asked if he'd like any help finding a particular item. He was sure he flushed a bit, but he said "no thanks, just browsing" and continued to look at items. She didn't move away quickly, and when he looked up, she was still looking at him. Giving him a little smile. A knowing smile, perhaps? No... it's not possible. He was just a bloke looking for a gift. She didn't know. She couldn't know. After she went to help another customer, he decided to take the new shirt and trousers he needed for work into the changing room, and he took in a few pairs of French cut knickers with him too - he wasn't planning on trying them on - but he was going to buy them for later on tonight. Trying on the trousers, he got an urge to just try the knickers on. Just for a minute. Nobody would know. Nobody could know. He admired himself in the full length mirror. He loved the way his cock bulged through the white material and how he could see the outline so clearly. He was starting to get hard. He knew this would happen. This is why he didn't try these on in public. But the feeling on his skin was just too much to resist. Could he wank here? Surely not. There was no cctv, but it just felt wrong. He was slowly rubbing his hand over the material when the curtain opened and he stood there, like a deer in headlights, not knowing what to do, or what to say as the sales lady walked in, and closed the curtain behind her. "I thought these were for you" she said, in a businesslike manner. "Come on, no need to be shy, my husband wears my knickers all the time" He was stunned. Dreaming, perhaps. Yes, that was it - this was a dream and he'd wake up in a second. But he didn't wake up. He stood there. Dumbfounded by this intrusion. He was caught between rage and embarrassment. He wanted to shout and scream for her to get out. But that might draw attention. "I just thought..." He stumbled over his words. "No no, you didn't just think. You like it. It's okay darling. They look great on you... and I think you think so too from the tent you are pitching. I think you might just bust the seams of those panties" she smiled. "Need a hand?" He nodded. He wasn't sure what a hand meant, and then he understood as she started to rub the bulge. Feeling him tremble beneath her touch. She tugged the knickers down a bit to release his cock. He wasn't huge. He wasn't small. There isn't enough said about a nice six inches. But she did note he had a pretty dick. Uncut, but with no too much foreskin. He was rock hard as she took him in her hand and slowly started to wank him. "You like this? You like being wanked off in women's knickers, don't you?" She said quietly into his ear. He just nodded. Looking at the ceiling. "Oh, you're so hard. You must really need a release?" She continued into his ear. He was breathing in her perfume. It was intoxicating. He knew he wouldn't last long as she picked up the pace. Her hand working furiously as he reached out to touch her tits... "no no no, no touching me, thank you very much" she chided him. "Just relax and enjoy" He felt it building in his balls. He was going to explode and she could sense it. She grabbed the other pair of knickers (frilly and black) and positioned them at the end of his cock and kept her pace up, increasing as she felt him tense up. And he came. He came hard. Into the knickers and onto her hand. He was quivering. He couldn't believe what had just happened. She lifted her hand up to her face, and licked the remnants of his cum from her fingers. "Yum" she said. Thank you. And she was gone. Just like that. Leaving him to clean up and go pay for his new clothes. Leaving him with a memory he'd never forget."  NICE | |||
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"Met my mrs when she was 19 and I was 27. 6 months latet she went on girly holiday and cheated. Said it was only once but not sure. Would love to know what happened for her 2 weeks.... Dear Diary - Day one We’ve just got here and I’ll already sucked two cocks lol. We were on the club 18-30 coach to the hotel and two hot guys grabbed me and my mates and dragged us to the back of the coach. They had booze and they were a laugh. Within a few minutes one of them had his cock out and it was fucking huge. I started by giving it a playful squeeze, then it turned into a handjob and o couldn’t resist. I leant down and started sucking him much to the delight of my friends and his friends. Lots of cheers and whoops rang out as I bobbed my head up and down. His friend then whipped his cock out too, and not wanting to be selfish, I quickly grabbed it and took turns sucking them both. That was just the coach ride here. I can’t wait to see what happens later. Day one - Night We flopped back into his room about 4am. I’d met Mike on the bar crawl and he’s cute and flirty. We’ve kissed a few times and he’s fingered me in the toilets, but now I need to be fucked. I get on the bed and get onto all fours. Knickers off. Arse up. “Fuck me hard” I tell him. He obliges and fills me up with hot cum a few minutes later. Day two - I wake up and my friend is getting fucked in the next bed. They’ve only just got in. Daylight is streaming in through the thin curtains. I roll onto my side and watch as she’s pounded. Her legs wrapped around him. My fingers find my clit. I lazily play with myself until they finish. He fucks off and we shower and then head to the pool to sleep and tan. And drink. Day two - night I’m down an alleyway with the guys from the bus. One has his cock in my mouth and is pulling my hair. One is fucking me from behind. They swap at some point. I don’t mind. I like feeling full. This is ecstasy. Day three - the pool Lunchtime brings some new arrivals. There is a guy who turns up who immediately catches my attention. 6’4” tall. Light black skin… mixed race I guess. Shaven head. He’s hot. I know I want him. Day three - night There he is. Pool guy. Danny his name is. We’ve had a flirt and I think I’ve made my intentions known. We catch each others eye and he struts over. He knows he’s hot. He’s fucking sexy. I whisper in his ear “are you fucking me tonight?” - he kissed my ear gently and says “is that what you want?” “Yes. Please.” I mutter back. Two hours later we’re back at the hotel. Many cocktails and shots later. We’re d*unk but we know what we need. He comes to my room. My friend is out getting nailed somewhere. He grabs me and kisses me. Carries me to the bed and throws me down. My skirt comes up, my knickers come down. I’m soaked. I’m a horny slut for this. He eats my cunt like it’s his last meal. I lose count of the orgasms. He’s a wizard. That tongue is magic. Then his cock. I want to suck it because it’s big and thick but he doesn’t give me time. He’s on me. He’s in me. Thrusting and I’m screaming. Ecstasy. Pure, uncontrollable pleasure. He’s fucking me so hard. And so deep. It feels like nothing I’ve ever had before. I’m completely in lust with this man. He has me. Now and forever in this moment. I honestly lose all track of everything. Stars are in my eyes. Orgasms roll over me one by one. Crashing me in and out of euphoria. We change positions. Missionary. Me on top. Reverse cowgirl. Doggy style. This man’s stamina knows no bounds. And still the orgasms continue. Finally he tells me he’s going to cum. Inside me. Please.” I beg him. And he obliges. His massive eruption sends me over the edge one more time. We sleep. In the morning I wake him by sucking his cock. He gets hard as steel and we go again. I think I fucked him more in those few days before I went home than I’ve ever been fucked before. Every chance we had he was inside me. He owned my mouth, my cunt, my arse. He had me all. He still has me now. Just don’t tell his wife or my boyfriend. Shhhh. " I knew it! Dirty slut | |||
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