My cunt was on fire and I wanted to be touched, played with and most of all wanted to feel him inside me.He took me and led me a few steps and then ge...tly he put one hand on the back of my head and the other on my stomach as he bent me over until my hands and face were resting on the table. His nails crossed over my back until they rested on the crack of my ass. It was then that I felt my thong being removed. Bent over and fully exposed for his enjoyment and delight. With one hand lightly. I opened a pack of wax earplugs,pulled a lump off and sealed the opening of the dildo container,then put it in my pocket to keep it warm.Elaine arrived home in a cheerful ,flirty, mood. We kissed and I cracked open a bottle of bubbly. She asked what the ocassion was and I just laughed and said that it was her arriving home. As we chatted I looked at my beautiful wife and thought " I am celebrating you having seed from 8 Pakistani men deep in your most intimate,private, place. I want you to get. She was justifiably proud of it, though in our conservative town, many of the women (including my mom) thought Sharon showed too much of too much. When they came to our house, she always wore a skirt and stockings. I would peek out of my bedroom, hoping to get a look at her sexy, shapely legs. It seemed to me that with each visit her skirts got a little shorter, and she always sat where I could look right up her skirt. It became almost a Pavlovian reaction with me: She would cross her legs, and. If you can't write a good story, I can help you write it. ThanksEditorSuggestions include your first time having sex, or the best time having sex. Perhaps you had an affair and would be willing to tell the entire story. There is in each of us a story to tell. Perhaps you were abused, or raped, or had sex young. Maybe you are older and are having great senior sex. The true stories are the ones that are most interesting to everyone. Fantasy is ok, but really, everyone likes the real experience.