Milked

Needless to say, when an opportunity presents itself and you’re horny, things can get creative. Recently a caller that was raised on a farm told me about one of his favorite ways to masturbate growing up. Thankfully it didn’t involve animals, but at the dairy farm he was raised on they had milking machines for the cows. I think you can see where this is going already. Countless times he had to apply the milking machines to the cows udders, and boys being boys, he soon got the idea how good it would feel if he inserted his penis into the milking machine instead.

My first concern was his sperm making it’s way into the milk supply. Now of course milk is pasturized, but still. He said he did it before the machines were cleaned after they came off the cows, so at least they were cleaned after his use of them as a sex toys. Still, I doubt people would be happy thinking the milk they were pouring into their coffee and on their cereal had come from the same machine someone was regularly masturbating into. He said it felt great, better than any blow job he’s ever had. He had plenty of experience with the milking machines long before any girls came into his life. He was in fact disappointed his first blow job wasn’t as satisfying or strong as the milker.

The cows would look on, he lived in fear of his father walking in on him mid sucking, but it never happened. He said after he grew up and moved away, he tried some oral sex simulating sex toys, but none came close to the milker. He looks back fondly on those days and now has to make do with a girlfriend, but he said she does a pretty good job sucking him off.

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Dirty Dancing

Last week I went to a new club and there were a lot of people there. I met this man I really liked and he asked me to dance and we went several rounds on the dance floor. Now it was fairly dark, so I don’t think anyone saw, but we fucked right there on the dance floor with the lights flashing and the music playing. We were surrounded by people and everyone was fairly close together. He’d been feeling me up, grabbing my ass, squeezing my tits, and I let him. He whispered in my ear he wanted to fuck me right then and right there.

I did not tell him to stop. I felt him hike up the front of my dress and he unzipped himself and we were dancing so close and he just slipped it in. He had my knee over his hip and thrust into me. There was nothing to lean against, nothing to grab onto. The crush of dancing bodies around us sort of kept us upright, everyone was so packed around us. I could feel his meaty, thick shaft sliding in and out of me rhythmically. I began to breathe harder and faster. We looked into one another’s eyes. I didn’t even know his last name and he was fucking me right in the middle of the packed dance floor.

His thumbs toyed with my stiffening nipples through my dress. I don’t think anyone was paying attention to us, they were too absorbed in their own gyrations and dancing. The music was loud, you could feel the energy of the crowd. I was getting fucked, my arms wrapped around his waist pulling him towards me. He bucked faster and I was about to experience an orgasm in public. I bit my lip to keep from crying out as I came. My contractions triggered his cock to shoot its load into me and he did. We then disengaged and finished our dance and said our goodnights. Not sure I’ll ever see him again, but what a night it was.

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I Watched Them

Recently I was staying with my brother and his girlfriend for a few days when my place was being renovated. I just didn’t want to deal with paint fumes and noise and dust. I had planned on going to a local hotel, but my brother said it was crazy to spend the money when I could just stay with him for a few days. I was glad to save the hotel costs, so agreed. He worked a lot, so was hardly home. I had freedom in his home for sure. One morning I was wakened by some noise and it sounded like sex noises. I got up and quietly opened my door and went to see where it was coming from.

His door wasn’t quite closed. I went to the crack in the door and saw him fucking his girlfriend doggy style on the bed. I think they must have come in last night after I was already asleep and I hadn’t heard them. They were really going at it and I just stood there and watched them. I felt like a perv, yet couldn’t tear myself away. They were breathing so heavy, the bed was squeaking under their thrusts and weight. I thought they were trying to be quiet and if not for the breathing and bed squeaking and the occasional low moan, they were.

I had to admit I was getting turned on watching them and waited until they both came to creep back to my room. They did not hear or see me. I went back to bed and masturbated I was so turned on. My pussy was wet when I touched it. My fingers quickly slid over my clit and teased it until it came. I felt guilty for having watched them, but it seemed harmless enough. I was only there one more night before I went back to my place and no one was the wiser. I’ve thought of this several times since when I masturbated.

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White Wedding

When I was about to get married, I wasn’t sure how I was going to remain faithful to my husband. I liked sexual variety. Even though he’s good in bed, there’s nothing like the thrill of another partner to rev up your engines. One of the guests at the wedding was an ex boyfriend of mine that had come to stay for the weekend at the hotel the reception was going to be in. I had just gotten dressed in my bridal gown and it was around ten minutes until I was due to walk down the isle in the ballroom we were getting married in.

I let him in and he told me I looked so beautiful and could we fuck just one more time? There was only minutes until I was to walk down in front of hundreds of people. I knew it was wrong, I knew it was foolish, but I didn’t want to say no. So I didn’t. I told him to help me out of my dress carefully. I was out of it quickly. I bent over and away we went, doggy style in my hotel room minutes before I was to get married. We’d practically perfected the quickie when we were a couple, and we certainly hadn’t lost our touch. I came and so did he. I didn’t even have time to clean my pussy after we fucked.

He helped me get back into my dress, zipped me up then himself, I washed my hands, grabbed my bouquet and just made it to the ballroom as the music started playing. I walked down the isle to marry one man with the cum of another inside of me. I felt like such a slut. My naughty secret. My new husband would never know, I loved being naughty. I wondered as I said my vows how long it would be until a cock other than my husbands would be inside of me. Not long I felt, not long.

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I Posed Nude

My boyfriend is an artist and one thing he likes to capture is nudes in unexpected places. Many times posing like that is very risky. It’s where a lot of people are, many times he literally takes the pics and we run to get away. Public places, famous places, they can be fun to be naked in. There’s actually laws at some places lie the pyramids where if you are posing nude or having sex or something, it’s quite serious. He does not let rules like that stop him. There’s a famous building he wanted to get a nude of me in front of.

So I was nude under a trench coat and we waited for the perfect moment. I dropped the coat, got into place and he shot as many pics as he dared before we ran off. Me struggling to put the coat back on as we ran. We eluded capture, but I always wonder when our luck will run out. Some men were not far away, a group of construction workers, and when I dropped my coat, the cat calls were ridiculous. They obviously were appreciating the view of my naked form.

One old man sitting on a nearby bench slipped his hand inside his rain coat and his arm was moving up and down like he was masturbating. I couldn’t see anything for sure, but it sure looked like that’s what he was doing. We weren’t there for I think three minutes before we dashed off. It also gets my guy horny, knowing all those men are seeing me naked, even if only for a few moments. We usually go back to his place and fuck like crazy after one of his fast photo shoots, it’s always hot and fast, like the photo shoots. Quickies can be very fun.

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