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Corsairs a (new) dirty short story
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"Corsairs"
I married my husband because he likes what I like -- sex, and lots and
lots of it. Despite the difference in our ages, he's the perfect
husband for me; loving, attentive, well-to-do and well-hung. I'm a
college graduate and in fact that's where we met -- on a college campus.
Despite the difference in our ages, my husband's se needs are actually
stronger than mine. Perhaps with age mine will approach his.
When we met -- in one of my husband's tours of our campus, he's a
successful lecturer -- he told me that I had what he wanted in the woman
he'd marry: youth, large breasts, and a flair for game playing,
especially sex games. My husband and I aren't exactly swingers, in that
we belong to no organized club or group which has indiscriminate sex
with all sorts of people. But that doesn't mean we restrict ourselves
to having plain old dull missionary sex with just each other either.
What my husband and I like best to do is make up little games,
scenarios, and then play them out with one or more of my friends.
For example, we recently played a game of this sort with my friend
Carla. Jeff, my husband, had long admitted he was attracted to Carla,
who went to college with me and is unmarried, but nothing ever seemed to
work out. Then after witnessing my initial lesbian romp with one or two
girlfriends, Jeff asked me how I'd feel about making love to Carla. I
couldn't help licking my lips in response and all that did was make all
the difference in the world.
We invited Carla to stay with us for several successive weekends and in
that time Jeff had sex with her and I did. These were just ice-breaking
sessions for the piece de resistance of sex which was to come.
On the fifth consecutive weekend of Carla visiting, we played it out
complete with costumes. Carla, who looks a bit like Cher in that she's
tall and thin with long black hair was my husband's partner in crime in
our sexual escapade. He and Carla were pirates and I was their
innocent, captured prisoner on board.
Oh, the fun we had as they stripped me of my petticoats and frilly
undergarments and exmined my unwilling flesh. Jeff put me over his knee
at one point and spread my ass cheeks humiliatingly wide so he could
examine both my asshole and my cunt. He inserted fingers and thumbs
deep into both and I squirmed helplessly on his lap. Carla licked every
bit of juice off his fingers as I looked on horrified, my puritan
sensibilities shocked beyond belief.
Then with me completely nude Carla removing only her pantaloons, Jeff
made me eat his girlfriend out. I pretended I hated it, but had been
told that unless I got her off they would make me walk the plank.
When I finished my supposedly "distasteful" chore, much to Carla's
delight, incidentally, got behind me and pushed me up so that Carla and
I were face to face. Then he fucked us both. First one stroke deep
inside for me on top, then another for Carla below. If you don't think
that's just about the ultimate in three way sex, you haven't lived. All
three of us were going crazy with lust and desire. Then Jeff pulled us
both to our feet and made Carla blow him -- but only so she could take
all of his sperm in her mouth and pass it on to me, who had to swallow
it, by means of a deep french kiss as Jeff laughed.
We've agreed to play our exciting game many times in the future, it was
so thrilling, and Jeff and I are resting up for our next go-round. Ship
ahoy, maties!
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