Despite the joy, I have always been skeptical of some of the real-life experiences posted on ISS. And boy, I was proved wrong!My skepticism gave way t... belief when I got involved in the most orgasmic relationship of my life a few years ago. This made me believe that kinky and provocative things can and do happen to simple people all the time!Over next few posts/stories, I intend to re-live the kinkiest sex experiences of my life, and I invite the horny bunch here to be a fly on the wall and fap. I’m still trying to take this in. I mean…How can you be alive? This…this is impossible,” Stephanie stammered.“Well, obviously not, ‘cause here I am, and I don’t know about you but I’m ready for round two. So what do you say we drop the chit-chat?” her pussy giggled.“Oh FU…” was all Stephanie got out when her pussy began to eagerly lick itself once again. Both her breasts contracted as if she were being taken by a forceful lover.“Oh fuck, I don’t think I can take anymore!” Stephanie yelled as. I was picked from my man, and the forward on my side wasn’t there to keep the player from driving. I reached in to try to push the ball away and fouled.The guy made his free throw, which gave them a one-point advantage. On the trip up the floor we were sloppy with the ball, and they stole it and drove to the basket for an easy score. This time we were more careful bringing the ball up court and worked it around. Kenny kicked the ball out to me for an open look, and I missed an easy eighteen. I have designs on your prick."As Frankie, sleepy-eyed, struggled to his feet, he gave a hand to Gerta, helping her up. Gerta threw her arms around his neck, pressing her big tits against his hairy chest. She stood on her toes and reached up, kissing him hard on the lips."Meet you upstairs, lover. And what Mommie said, the same goes for you!" she giggled. "I do hope you did get a fuckin' nap because I'm going to pound your pudding all friggin' night long--and not with my fist."Gerta whiffed a.