Would any girls like to meet up in the South Beach area? I want to have some freaky fun public sex all over the beach! 😋

Camille came to work with me one day, a few months after we’d met. It was ladder work, which is why she wanted to come. I work alone mostly. And she likes being up on the ladder. I built a business taking care of people’s homes. When people ask me what I do for work, that’s what I tell them, I take care of people’s homes, but the real answer is so much more. On this day with Cam we’d be scraping window trim. But the next day is car transportation to and from the airport. And the day after is finding and fixing a small leak, but most likely replacing the dishwasher, and then repairing the flooring from the damage. Oh, and then I have to pick up clothes from a customer and allocate them elsewhere, but not before rebuilding a screen door and making and installing shelves for a local coffee shop. But on this day we’ll be on ladders scraping window trim. Which is why Cam wanted to come.

Cam stepped out of the bedroom that morning into the hall as I was exiting the bathroom. “How does this look?” She asked me. Referring to the outfit she chose to wear to work that day, she showcased it with an impromptu hallway-width catwalk turn. Unbelievable, I told her. “It’s not too long?” She asked. Referring to her skirt. Seems just right to me. Oh, good! She replied excitedly with a short hop and tail wiggle as she proceeded back into the bedroom to finish ablutions.

Camille is a short girl at five foot even, and very petite. She’s young and pretty with striking blue eyes and shoulder length dirty-blonde hair. But what attracted me to her most was and still is her playfulness. Cam doesn’t tend to take things too seriously, which I’m working on myself. Where I would maybe think far too long about something that simply doesn’t matter, Cam just goes for it and calls me a silly goose. And she’s got this ability to surprise me every time. Less so now as we’ve been together for sometime. But still from time to time she gets me. Like every day really. And to my weaning dismay, tending toward total approval to the point of following suit, ninety percent of the time her playfulness is sexual in nature, or rooted in some sort of sexual connotation. Sexual, kinky, naughty, taboo, and sometimes just downright filthy, she’s one hundred percent comfortable with her body, expressing herself sexually, speaking her mind, and she doesn’t wince easily. She’s a free flowing form of one hundred percent woman. She’s nice, she’s thoughtful, caring, loving, and an overtly naughty sex crazed being. Who wouldn’t love that.

For example: Now this is an extreme case, but it gives insight into who she is. Now let it be known, neither of us have a desire to play in this way, but Cam always jokes around in an attempt to push the boundaries, my buttons, and get me to loosen up more and more. SO we’re walking down the road one day and (Oh, God, I can’t believe I’m telling you this. Okay here goes.) So we’re walking down the road and I noticed some dried dog poop. I grabbed her and said, “Look out for the poop. Don’t step in it.” So she says to me, and I quote, “Dare me to lick it?” I’m like, Good Lord girl, no! “What’s the big deal? It’s just poop.” She told me. Question asked, question answered. - Now I need to tell you before I lose you here, this story is not about poop. I promise you. This is just an indicator into who she is. So Cam proceeds to get on her hands and knees, on the side of a fairly well trafficked road, and egg me on. And to boot, and I guess this is pertinent information, Cam doesn’t exactly believe in wearing underwear. I mean, she will if no other clothing is covering it. At which point she calls it outerwear. But if she’s wearing even the shortest of dresses or skirts, any other accompanying garments are out of the question. So there she is, this young, pretty, sexy thing, bent over on the side of a public road, her ass clearly visible to anyone who happens to pass by, daring me to dare her to lick dog poop. And if I say something such as referring to the fact that someone might see her. Her only reply ever is always in the vein of, let them see, somebody's gotta make the world a better place. It’s not that she wants people to see, or even goes out of her way to ensure that they do. But Cam is just being Cam, and what happens, happens. I aspire to her nature of play and carefreeness, especially when it comes to sex, or simply expressing myself. I’m getting there, and I’m becoming less reserved about it. That’s why I’m writing this. I told her I would.

Oh, good lord, she just came through the room, or pranced through is more like it. Panties on her head, and a bra around her crotch area. “Is this how you wear them, David?” She asked me. Um, no, but getting closer!

So we’re off to work. Now this is a real job with real work that needs to get done. Cam is a hard fucking worker too. Bright, intelligent, intuitive when it comes to getting shit done. What needs doing, where, when, how; all the things. This isn’t just play time. Or I should say, this isn’t solely play time. But as Cam says, most time is an opportunity for play time.

So we get to this house and Cam and I begin setting up for our day. Occasionally people are shuffling by. It’s a friendly town. We wave, they wave, we say hi, and so on. We get the ladders set up, the music going, and all we need is a tarp and some scrapers and we’re off. This is a mountain ski resort town in Colorado, so It’s a beautiful day. And increasingly so, the people in these towns, whether they be tourists or locals, dress more like they are on a beach in Southern California rather than at nine thousand feet. But the weather is conducive, so the attire is, shall we say, nice to look at because there’s less and less of it. Or as Cam points out to me, “she’s hot.” So despite what Cam is wearing, it really draws little to no attention specifically to her. Despite the fact that, “she’s hot too.” If you take notice, you take notice, but a short skirt is par for the course here. So up the ladder she goes.

No panties on, the view from below was, how shall I say this, enjoyable to say the least. And improved my typical workday by severfold. I’m being modest. It was fucking incredible. I’m a grateful guy in general, but this was like, “okay, I’m not sure how I conjured this into my life, but I’ll take it all day long!” She liked it, she knew it, she wanted it, but most of all, she enjoyed that I liked it. And liked it, I did. So much so in fact that I could hardly keep my hand off myself. In fact, the only time I did remove my hand was to take pictures and videos that we looked at together later. I’ll share one with you here.

Now I haven’t told you a story so far, rather, just something that happened. Setting up the scene so to speak. But what would a scene be without a story? I’ve told you about me. I’ve told you about my kinky little girlfriend. But what I haven’t told you might make your head explode. In the best way, of course. At least it made mine. But I’m vanilla, or so I think. I don’t know. You be the judge. But hang tight, it’s about to get good.

So we’d brought two ladders and set both of them up, but Cam insisted I be the ground person. Or that one of us only be on one ladder at a time. Because what I haven’t told you yet is that now it was my turn, and Cam made me wear very revealing shorts to work too. One of the ways we connected when we’d first met was our mutual dislike for wearing underwear. For me, when I was a teenager I stopped wearing briefs because I was chubby, and they were just uncomfortable. I tried boxers but still to this day I don’t know how people wear those things. They’re just so uncomfortable. So since I was fifteen years old - I’m forty-six now - I haven’t worn a pair of underwear one day. And Cam loved that. Easy access to the flopping penis, she tells me, is a wonderful thing for a girl like me.

So although rather uneventful in my estimation, Cam insisted that up the ladder you go, sir. Yes ma’am. So there I was, a dangling participle revealed for her viewing. And viewed, she did, with camera and all. That iPhone has an amazing zoom, she told me. Talk about uncomfortable. Cam would yell things below as people would pass by. “Throw down the hammer, David?!” Oh good lord. “”Hey, yur lookin’ good up there!” And, “David, do you need me to hold anything for you?” And, “Hey David, I think your balls are hanging out!” Some of her comments weren’t designed for cleverness, rather to provoke the passersby and embarrass me. It’s astounding what people don’t notice. I’m on a ladder with my giant old balls hanging from my tiny red shorts one block off of Main St. and no one notices even when she points them out. The irony being you know that if I were doing that and Cam wasn’t there…

I would throw comments up to her too in an attempt to out embarrass her. As if that were possible. I wasn’t quite as good at it though, and all I’d accomplish was to make her laugh. Which was awesome, but not what I was going for. “Hey lady, the moon is out!” Or, “I see you missed a spot!” I don’t even know what that one means. All Cam had to do was reference caulk all day. For me it was a bit more challenging. I either went from not making any sense at all to just embarrassing myself with all I was yelling up to her. “I see your butt!” And queue the disgusted look from the speed walker passing by. “Cam, I’m really not good at this, love!” She was literally crying from laughter at my stupid comments. And luckily she saved me by yelling out to the speed walker. Something to the effect of, “It’s okay, he’s a little retarded, but he’s got a nice penis!” Forgoing the caulk reference completely. The lady’s look turned from one of disdain to a crooked smirk very quickly. But then I got a good one in. “Hey Cam, I see a crack, do you want me to fill it in with my big white caulk?” Okay, when I say a good one, I mean a less retarded one. I know, we’re not supposed to use that word. But I don’t think mentally handicapped people meant, abolish the word completely. They themselves just don’t want to be called retarded. But me? I’ll take a little degradation. It’s fun for sex! And sex we did!

Cam’s skirt, per the way she liked it, would be pulled up high enough to where if you looked closely enough you could see her vagina. I know! Huh, funny. Cam and I are having a back and forth right now. When I type sometimes I speak it out loud. She loves that I’m writing this, but she’s correcting my sexual vernacular as I go. She wants me to call it a see-you-next-tuesday. No, she says. Arg! A cunt! It’s a cunt. Some people have vagina’s. Hers growls! Cam just growled at me. Lol. Anyway! The way she likes to wear her clothes is if someone’s going to notice, then let them. It’s such an interesting thing to witness though. Most people actually don’t. And the ones who do pretend they don’t. She’s not trying to cause anyone alarm or discomfort, and like I said, her attire actually blends in, but she is who she is and she enjoys pushing boundaries in herself. That’s what I love about her. Plus it doesn’t hurt that she’s stunning to look at for me. A very unassuming girl. And don’t get me wrong, it’s not as though she flaunts her vagi…cunt, but if that skirt flops just the right way as a set of eyes just happens upon a glance down there, you’re gonna pussy. She’s now telling me to call it her Baby-Boo. Oh, sorry. My Baby-Boo. Baby-Boo Cunt Muffin Sandwich. I don’t really know what that means but it all checks out to me! Now she’s trying to get in here to type. H afgd sh 78 39n87gdfs

Dear reedr SDg gbhbbkjcvkjbbbd

Good lord. She wants me to tell you what her cunt muffin looks like. Okay, I’m just gonna involve you on all the back and forth that’s going on here. Yes, I will tell them it’s young. Cam is twenty-three years old. We met a year ago. She moved in six months later. She does the dishes naked. She goes to the bathroom with the door open. She pees in the shower. She licks me everywhere. She calls her tits bumps because she says she doesn’t have any. They’re not boobs, they’re bumps. I personally love them. She’s now blushing. Wow, that’s a new one. And, yes, dear, her vagina is that of a seventeen year old hairless Mexican Chihuahua. I think those are two breeds mixed into one. She’s just being silly now. It looks like one of those pumped pussy’s. We watch a lot of porn together. Pumped pussy is actually quite hot. Hers looks like a hotdog bun. She’s telling me to tell you this. I personally think it’s more the length of a hotdog bun, and looks like a shaven pumped pussy. Cunt-Muffin, sorry. Anyway, It’s long and bald and quite puffy. And it jiggles when you smack it. But I’m not kidding, it’s really long. Like all the way from normal clit positioning to her asshole. She’s giggling now. Which brings me back to my point. If Cam bends over in public, game over. There it is. She’s telling me to call it her pussy.

Wait, so your vagina is your cunt and your asshole is your pussy?
Correct.
So what’s your mouth then?
You know what my mouth is!
Oh good lord. Okay, we won’t get into that. She wants me to tell you.
Tell them how you pee-pee in me.
Dear Reader, actually, you know what, this brings me right back to the story.
Yay, she says.
Okay, so.

We’re on the ladder. No, she’s on the ladder. She’s got me flustered now. Cam is on the ladder and she says she’s got to pee. Now I never know what to expect from this girl, but I know, it’s typically never what I thought. Because when I expect a torrent of piss to come flooding down from above, no. Instead what she does is pee into her empty coffee mug on the window ledge and hand it to me. Naturally I say, what now? Whatever you like, dear. What do I like, I wonder. I’m sure she’s wanting me to drink it. And honestly, it didn’t bother me all that much. But what I really wanted to do was shock her. Show her that all is not lost and I am learning to misbehave. So I dipped my cock head in and filled it to the brim. Took a sip and climbed it back to her. Okay, that was hot, she told me. But Cam being Cam, she finished it in several gulps, put the mug down and continued scraping. “You just drank piss,” I told her! To which she responded, It’s hot up here, and kept scraping. That was our first experience drinking from each other, it came out of nowhere, and it got me like nothing ever has before. I was instantly hooked. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen a woman do. It spoke to me sexually in a way nothing ever had before. It was almost addictive to the point of definitely wanting to explore it more rather than less. And we explored. We are exploring now as I type this. Now it seems all we do is drink each other's piss. Which I gotta tell you, it’s the last thing I thought I’d ever do, (to drink and be drunk from) but the thing I’m enjoying the most. It’s intoxicating in a way I cannot quite sum up in words. Cam says, try it! You’ll like it or you won’t. Cam says make sure you drink lots of water. I agree. Drink lots of water if you’re going to piss in your girlfriend’s mouth, and vice-versa. But we drink so much pee that it’s hardly even sexual anymore. Cam says, “turns me on!” I agree, it turns me on too. But it’s more utilitarian at this point. We spend a ton of time together. That’s not to say we don’t spend time apart, but we’ve learned to love and more so, accept each other as is, so it’s fun. We can just be who we are with each other. And who we are has turned out to be a pee drinking couple, among other things. And we drink a lot of pee. We literally just drink from each other all the time. I don’t use the toilet anymore. And neither does she. We either pee in each other, on each other, in glasses or on ourselves. To which Cam just made slurping noises with her tongue out. Oh Good Lord. Okay I’m getting turned on now.

We share a lot. We’re both artists, we enjoy similar things such as peeing in the shower. I’m joking, not joking. But I think my point is that we enjoy being apart just as much as we enjoy being together. Because we enjoy what we do separately too. So when we come together, it’s from full and enjoyable lives that we love. But pee, right. It’s utilitarian at this point, but no less hot. We just pee anywhere all the time. Sometimes even without provocation or foresite. We’ll just be walking along the road and there’s piss running down Cam’s leg. Or I will pee my shorts while sitting across from her drinking our morning coffee in the garden. But most often we’re drinking it. I’ve drank so much of this girl’s pee I hardly drink anything more. And even when I’m drinking other things, Cam pees in them for me, and I in hers. But I think our favorite is directly in our mouths. And there’s no asking anymore. I got over that months ago. I just pee. No asking, no wishy-washy, just simply pee.

Despite popular belief, when you drink water, pee tastes like water. We’re both healthy, active, relatively fit people. So nothing weird there, like no weird taste or disease or anything like that. It’s just pee! And I like pee. Cam likes it too. Even once, okay now bare with me. We pee’d each other’s clothes. As in, soaked them through. Now even though you might think this is getting weird, or, weird sailed long ago, it’s our thing and we enjoy it. But clothes soaked through, they then hung out to dry until we were ready to wear them out. I think you know where I’m going with this. Yes we wore pissed dry clothes in public. Cam just chuckled to herself. Yes, honey, I know. Cam likes the smell, but I don’t really think it does. Or if it does I guess I like it too. It’s just kind of nice in this crazy world to have a secret in plain site like that. We have friends, jobs, dreams, aspirations, family, all of it. But at the end of the day we enjoy the piss. Cam calls it piss more than me. I say pee. Dick wine. Bladder nectar. She’s giving me these names now. Urethra juice. She’s asking me to tell you what I use her mouth as. I’d argue but…it’s my urinal. Her mouth is my urinal. My colastami sack. My toilet bowl. Okay I’m done now.

So Cam is telling me to tell you other things but I think I’ll save that for another story. I have to admit, this was fun, and cathartic. She’s my catheter, she says. Okay, we’re gonna go now. Cam says please try drinking pee and that it’s good for you to try new things. She’s waving, bye. Okay, until next time. Pee you later! Bye!!! Bye!

Camille came to work with me one day, a few months after we’d met. It was ladder work, which is why she wanted to come. I work alone mostly. And she likes being up on the ladder. I built a business taking care of people’s homes. When people ask me what I do for work, that’s what I tell them, I take care of people’s homes, but the real answer is so much more. On this day with Cam we’d be scraping window trim. But the next day is car transportation to and from the airport. And the day after is finding and fixing a small leak, but most likely replacing the dishwasher, and then repairing the flooring from the damage. Oh, and then I have to pick up clothes from a customer and allocate them elsewhere, but not before rebuilding a screen door and making and installing shelves for a local coffee shop. But on this day we’ll be on ladders scraping window trim. Which is why Cam wanted to come.

Cam stepped out of the bedroom that morning into the hall as I was exiting the bathroom. “How does this look?” She asked me. Referring to the outfit she chose to wear to work that day, she showcased it with an impromptu hallway-width catwalk turn. Unbelievable, I told her. “It’s not too long?” She asked. Referring to her skirt. Seems just right to me. Oh, good! She replied excitedly with a short hop and tail wiggle as she proceeded back into the bedroom to finish ablutions.

Camille is a short girl at five foot even, and very petite. She’s young and pretty with striking blue eyes and shoulder length dirty-blonde hair. But what attracted me to her most was and still is her playfulness. Cam doesn’t tend to take things too seriously, which I’m working on myself. Where I would maybe think far too long about something that simply doesn’t matter, Cam just goes for it and calls me a silly goose. And she’s got this ability to surprise me every time. Less so now as we’ve been together for sometime. But still from time to time she gets me. Like every day really. And to my weaning dismay, tending toward total approval to the point of following suit, ninety percent of the time her playfulness is sexual in nature, or rooted in some sort of sexual connotation. Sexual, kinky, naughty, taboo, and sometimes just downright filthy, she’s one hundred percent comfortable with her body, expressing herself sexually, speaking her mind, and she doesn’t wince easily. She’s a free flowing form of one hundred percent woman. She’s nice, she’s thoughtful, caring, loving, and an overtly naughty sex crazed being. Who wouldn’t love that.

For example: Now this is an extreme case, but it gives insight into who she is. Now let it be known, neither of us have a desire to play in this way, but Cam always jokes around in an attempt to push the boundaries, my buttons, and get me to loosen up more and more. SO we’re walking down the road one day and (Oh, God, I can’t believe I’m telling you this. Okay here goes.) So we’re walking down the road and I noticed some dried dog poop. I grabbed her and said, “Look out for the poop. Don’t step in it.” So she says to me, and I quote, “Dare me to lick it?” I’m like, Good Lord girl, no! “What’s the big deal? It’s just poop.” She told me. Question asked, question answered. - Now I need to tell you before I lose you here, this story is not about poop. I promise you. This is just an indicator into who she is. So Cam proceeds to get on her hands and knees, on the side of a fairly well trafficked road, and egg me on. And to boot, and I guess this is pertinent information, Cam doesn’t exactly believe in wearing underwear. I mean, she will if no other clothing is covering it. At which point she calls it outerwear. But if she’s wearing even the shortest of dresses or skirts, any other accompanying garments are out of the question. So there she is, this young, pretty, sexy thing, bent over on the side of a public road, her ass clearly visible to anyone who happens to pass by, daring me to dare her to lick dog poop. And if I say something such as referring to the fact that someone might see her. Her only reply ever is always in the vein of, let them see, somebody's gotta make the world a better place. It’s not that she wants people to see, or even goes out of her way to ensure that they do. But Cam is just being Cam, and what happens, happens. I aspire to her nature of play and carefreeness, especially when it comes to sex, or simply expressing myself. I’m getting there, and I’m becoming less reserved about it. That’s why I’m writing this. I told her I would.

Oh, good lord, she just came through the room, or pranced through is more like it. Panties on her head, and a bra around her crotch area. “Is this how you wear them, David?” She asked me. Um, no, but getting closer!

So we’re off to work. Now this is a real job with real work that needs to get done. Cam is a hard fucking worker too. Bright, intelligent, intuitive when it comes to getting shit done. What needs doing, where, when, how; all the things. This isn’t just play time. Or I should say, this isn’t solely play time. But as Cam says, most time is an opportunity for play time.

So we get to this house and Cam and I begin setting up for our day. Occasionally people are shuffling by. It’s a friendly town. We wave, they wave, we say hi, and so on. We get the ladders set up, the music going, and all we need is a tarp and some scrapers and we’re off. This is a mountain ski resort town in Colorado, so It’s a beautiful day. And increasingly so, the people in these towns, whether they be tourists or locals, dress more like they are on a beach in Southern California rather than at nine thousand feet. But the weather is conducive, so the attire is, shall we say, nice to look at because there’s less and less of it. Or as Cam points out to me, “she’s hot.” So despite what Cam is wearing, it really draws little to no attention specifically to her. Despite the fact that, “she’s hot too.” If you take notice, you take notice, but a short skirt is par for the course here. So up the ladder she goes.

No panties on, the view from below was, how shall I say this, enjoyable to say the least. And improved my typical workday by severfold. I’m being modest. It was fucking incredible. I’m a grateful guy in general, but this was like, “okay, I’m not sure how I conjured this into my life, but I’ll take it all day long!” She liked it, she knew it, she wanted it, but most of all, she enjoyed that I liked it. And liked it, I did. So much so in fact that I could hardly keep my hand off myself. In fact, the only time I did remove my hand was to take pictures and videos that we looked at together later. I’ll share one with you here.

Now I haven’t told you a story so far, rather, just something that happened. Setting up the scene so to speak. But what would a scene be without a story? I’ve told you about me. I’ve told you about my kinky little girlfriend. But what I haven’t told you might make your head explode. In the best way, of course. At least it made mine. But I’m vanilla, or so I think. I don’t know. You be the judge. But hang tight, it’s about to get good.

So we’d brought two ladders and set both of them up, but Cam insisted I be the ground person. Or that one of us only be on one ladder at a time. Because what I haven’t told you yet is that now it was my turn, and Cam made me wear very revealing shorts to work too. One of the ways we connected when we’d first met was our mutual dislike for wearing underwear. For me, when I was a teenager I stopped wearing briefs because I was chubby, and they were just uncomfortable. I tried boxers but still to this day I don’t know how people wear those things. They’re just so uncomfortable. So since I was fifteen years old - I’m forty-six now - I haven’t worn a pair of underwear one day. And Cam loved that. Easy access to the flopping penis, she tells me, is a wonderful thing for a girl like me.

So although rather uneventful in my estimation, Cam insisted that up the ladder you go, sir. Yes ma’am. So there I was, a dangling participle revealed for her viewing. And viewed, she did, with camera and all. That iPhone has an amazing zoom, she told me. Talk about uncomfortable. Cam would yell things below as people would pass by. “Throw down the hammer, David?!” Oh good lord. “”Hey, yur lookin’ good up there!” And, “David, do you need me to hold anything for you?” And, “Hey David, I think your balls are hanging out!” Some of her comments weren’t designed for cleverness, rather to provoke the passersby and embarrass me. It’s astounding what people don’t notice. I’m on a ladder with my giant old balls hanging from my tiny red shorts one block off of Main St. and no one notices even when she points them out. The irony being you know that if I were doing that and Cam wasn’t there…

I would throw comments up to her too in an attempt to out embarrass her. As if that were possible. I wasn’t quite as good at it though, and all I’d accomplish was to make her laugh. Which was awesome, but not what I was going for. “Hey lady, the moon is out!” Or, “I see you missed a spot!” I don’t even know what that one means. All Cam had to do was reference caulk all day. For me it was a bit more challenging. I either went from not making any sense at all to just embarrassing myself with all I was yelling up to her. “I see your butt!” And queue the disgusted look from the speed walker passing by. “Cam, I’m really not good at this, love!” She was literally crying from laughter at my stupid comments. And luckily she saved me by yelling out to the speed walker. Something to the effect of, “It’s okay, he’s a little retarded, but he’s got a nice penis!” Forgoing the caulk reference completely. The lady’s look turned from one of disdain to a crooked smirk very quickly. But then I got a good one in. “Hey Cam, I see a crack, do you want me to fill it in with my big white caulk?” Okay, when I say a good one, I mean a less retarded one. I know, we’re not supposed to use that word. But I don’t think mentally handicapped people meant, abolish the word completely. They themselves just don’t want to be called retarded. But me? I’ll take a little degradation. It’s fun for sex! And sex we did!

Cam’s skirt, per the way she liked it, would be pulled up high enough to where if you looked closely enough you could see her vagina. I know! Huh, funny. Cam and I are having a back and forth right now. When I type sometimes I speak it out loud. She loves that I’m writing this, but she’s correcting my sexual vernacular as I go. She wants me to call it a see-you-next-tuesday. No, she says. Arg! A cunt! It’s a cunt. Some people have vagina’s. Hers growls! Cam just growled at me. Lol. Anyway! The way she likes to wear her clothes is if someone’s going to notice, then let them. It’s such an interesting thing to witness though. Most people actually don’t. And the ones who do pretend they don’t. She’s not trying to cause anyone alarm or discomfort, and like I said, her attire actually blends in, but she is who she is and she enjoys pushing boundaries in herself. That’s what I love about her. Plus it doesn’t hurt that she’s stunning to look at for me. A very unassuming girl. And don’t get me wrong, it’s not as though she flaunts her vagi…cunt, but if that skirt flops just the right way as a set of eyes just happens upon a glance down there, you’re gonna pussy. She’s now telling me to call it her Baby-Boo. Oh, sorry. My Baby-Boo. Baby-Boo Cunt Muffin Sandwich. I don’t really know what that means but it all checks out to me! Now she’s trying to get in here to type. H afgd sh 78 39n87gdfs

Dear reedr SDg gbhbbkjcvkjbbbd

Good lord. She wants me to tell you what her cunt muffin looks like. Okay, I’m just gonna involve you on all the back and forth that’s going on here. Yes, I will tell them it’s young. Cam is twenty-three years old. We met a year ago. She moved in six months later. She does the dishes naked. She goes to the bathroom with the door open. She pees in the shower. She licks me everywhere. She calls her tits bumps because she says she doesn’t have any. They’re not boobs, they’re bumps. I personally love them. She’s now blushing. Wow, that’s a new one. And, yes, dear, her vagina is that of a seventeen year old hairless Mexican Chihuahua. I think those are two breeds mixed into one. She’s just being silly now. It looks like one of those pumped pussy’s. We watch a lot of porn together. Pumped pussy is actually quite hot. Hers looks like a hotdog bun. She’s telling me to tell you this. I personally think it’s more the length of a hotdog bun, and looks like a shaven pumped pussy. Cunt-Muffin, sorry. Anyway, It’s long and bald and quite puffy. And it jiggles when you smack it. But I’m not kidding, it’s really long. Like all the way from normal clit positioning to her asshole. She’s giggling now. Which brings me back to my point. If Cam bends over in public, game over. There it is. She’s telling me to call it her pussy.

Wait, so your vagina is your cunt and your asshole is your pussy?
Correct.
So what’s your mouth then?
You know what my mouth is!
Oh good lord. Okay, we won’t get into that. She wants me to tell you.
Tell them how you pee-pee in me.
Dear Reader, actually, you know what, this brings me right back to the story.
Yay, she says.
Okay, so.

We’re on the ladder. No, she’s on the ladder. She’s got me flustered now. Cam is on the ladder and she says she’s got to pee. Now I never know what to expect from this girl, but I know, it’s typically never what I thought. Because when I expect a torrent of piss to come flooding down from above, no. Instead what she does is pee into her empty coffee mug on the window ledge and hand it to me. Naturally I say, what now? Whatever you like, dear. What do I like, I wonder. I’m sure she’s wanting me to drink it. And honestly, it didn’t bother me all that much. But what I really wanted to do was shock her. Show her that all is not lost and I am learning to misbehave. So I dipped my cock head in and filled it to the brim. Took a sip and climbed it back to her. Okay, that was hot, she told me. But Cam being Cam, she finished it in several gulps, put the mug down and continued scraping. “You just drank piss,” I told her! To which she responded, It’s hot up here, and kept scraping. That was our first experience drinking from each other, it came out of nowhere, and it got me like nothing ever has before. I was instantly hooked. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen a woman do. It spoke to me sexually in a way nothing ever had before. It was almost addictive to the point of definitely wanting to explore it more rather than less. And we explored. We are exploring now as I type this. Now it seems all we do is drink each other's piss. Which I gotta tell you, it’s the last thing I thought I’d ever do, (to drink and be drunk from) but the thing I’m enjoying the most. It’s intoxicating in a way I cannot quite sum up in words. Cam says, try it! You’ll like it or you won’t. Cam says make sure you drink lots of water. I agree. Drink lots of water if you’re going to piss in your girlfriend’s mouth, and vice-versa. But we drink so much pee that it’s hardly even sexual anymore. Cam says, “turns me on!” I agree, it turns me on too. But it’s more utilitarian at this point. We spend a ton of time together. That’s not to say we don’t spend time apart, but we’ve learned to love and more so, accept each other as is, so it’s fun. We can just be who we are with each other. And who we are has turned out to be a pee drinking couple, among other things. And we drink a lot of pee. We literally just drink from each other all the time. I don’t use the toilet anymore. And neither does she. We either pee in each other, on each other, in glasses or on ourselves. To which Cam just made slurping noises with her tongue out. Oh Good Lord. Okay I’m getting turned on now.

We share a lot. We’re both artists, we enjoy similar things such as peeing in the shower. I’m joking, not joking. But I think my point is that we enjoy being apart just as much as we enjoy being together. Because we enjoy what we do separately too. So when we come together, it’s from full and enjoyable lives that we love. But pee, right. It’s utilitarian at this point, but no less hot. We just pee anywhere all the time. Sometimes even without provocation or foresite. We’ll just be walking along the road and there’s piss running down Cam’s leg. Or I will pee my shorts while sitting across from her drinking our morning coffee in the garden. But most often we’re drinking it. I’ve drank so much of this girl’s pee I hardly drink anything more. And even when I’m drinking other things, Cam pees in them for me, and I in hers. But I think our favorite is directly in our mouths. And there’s no asking anymore. I got over that months ago. I just pee. No asking, no wishy-washy, just simply pee.

Despite popular belief, when you drink water, pee tastes like water. We’re both healthy, active, relatively fit people. So nothing weird there, like no weird taste or disease or anything like that. It’s just pee! And I like pee. Cam likes it too. Even once, okay now bare with me. We pee’d each other’s clothes. As in, soaked them through. Now even though you might think this is getting weird, or, weird sailed long ago, it’s our thing and we enjoy it. But clothes soaked through, they then hung out to dry until we were ready to wear them out. I think you know where I’m going with this. Yes we wore pissed dry clothes in public. Cam just chuckled to herself. Yes, honey, I know. Cam likes the smell, but I don’t really think it does. Or if it does I guess I like it too. It’s just kind of nice in this crazy world to have a secret in plain site like that. We have friends, jobs, dreams, aspirations, family, all of it. But at the end of the day we enjoy the piss. Cam calls it piss more than me. I say pee. Dick wine. Bladder nectar. She’s giving me these names now. Urethra juice. She’s asking me to tell you what I use her mouth as. I’d argue but…it’s my urinal. Her mouth is my urinal. My colastami sack. My toilet bowl. Okay I’m done now.

So Cam is telling me to tell you other things but I think I’ll save that for another story. I have to admit, this was fun, and cathartic. She’s my catheter, she says. Okay, we’re gonna go now. Cam says please try drinking pee and that it’s good for you to try new things. She’s waving, bye. Okay, until next time. Pee you later! Bye!!! Bye!

So I meet this girl through some friends and she’s pretty hot and she seems like she’s into me. But she also has a huskier voice and I’m wondering if she’s trans. But I have a couple of drinks and it’s been 20 months since I got divorced and I haven’t had sex in a long, long time. And she’s looking good. So, we end up hooking up but she seems nervous and I ask her what’s wrong and she asks if I know she’s not a “real girl.” I say yes, and because I’m so horny, I really don’t care and I figure I can get a blowjob or handjob out of it because I really don’t want to deal with her dick.

We fool around and she gives me the best blowjob I’ve ever had. She kept her panties on so I just focus on her giving me head and forget about what’s between her legs. It was awesome and I think that’s that. We exchange numbers but I figure I won’t call her because of the whole trans thing. A couple of days later she texts me. And I’ve had a couple of days to fantasize about her blowing me and I’ve tugged a few out thinking how awesome it would be to do that again. So in a weak moment I decide to meet her for a drink. She looks good. Super good.

We end up in bed later and I get her shirt and bra off and I’m sucking her natural little titties and I can feel her dick getting hard. She rolls me on my back and takes her panties off and there’s her semi-hard dick, but I think she could tell it made me uncomfortable. She proceeds to give me another amazing blowjob and I blow my load. We snuggle and spoon after which makes me a little uncomfortable since I still haven’t touched her dick. A little later my dick starts getting hard because it’s pressed up against her tight little ass. She giggles and wiggles against me when she feels me getting hard and asks if I want something. I’m tempted to push for some ass, but instead rub her tits and kiss her and then get her to blow me again and this time she takes my load and kisses me back with her mouthful of cum. I’m a little flipped out but kind of turned on. We go to sleep.

Next morning, I wake up with my dick hard and try to figure out if I want to try something else with her. But she doesn’t seem like she’s into it so we fool and around and she tugs my dick a little but doesn’t make me cum. I fondle her dick a little and then go back to kissing and sucking her tits because I’m a little shy about it and I think she can tell. She then lies there and starts to jerk herself off in front of me. I’m mesmerized and after she comes on her stomach, I want to go down and lick it up and then kiss her with her own cum, but I’m also flipped out because her semi-hard dick I lying there. I decide to go down and lick the length of her dick, but don’t put it in my mouth, and lick up some of the cum and kiss her. I’m slightly revolted at licking her cock and also super turned on. She seems a little relieved but splits a little bit after without saying much.

I don’t hear from her for about four days and I decide to text her telling her I’d like to see her. She asks if it’s a real date and I say yes, so I take her to dinner and she’s talkative and really fun to be with and it’s like the first time I met her. We hold hands when we’re walking and she seems super into it. We go back to her place and I start to kiss her the minute we get through the door and she pauses me and says we need to talk, but I’m thinking no, I really need you to suck my dick because she looks so hot.

She tells me she really likes me but she’s afraid I’m embarrassed and uncomfortable about her being trans. I admit I am a little shy about it because I don’t think of myself as gay and think in more traditional gender roles but tell her I really like her and think she’s fun and sexy. She tells me she likes sex with me but we need to make sure the pleasure is mutual. I say OK but am a bit afraid of what that means, and start to kiss her again and she kisses me back. She takes me to the bedroom and tells me wait there and she goes to the bathroom. She comes back in superhot lingerie and stockings and my dick starts throbbing looking at her sexy, skinny body. Her little tits look awesome and I can see the faint bulge in her panties. We get into bed and it’s superhot and I’m so turned on by her. I finally pull her panties down and her cock pops out. I stroke it some and then put it in my mouth and bob up and down. She’s moaning and telling me how good it feels. I can only do I for like a minute before I’m overwhelmed that I’m sucking a cock like I’m gay. But it’s also superhot because she’s so sexy. I start sucking her cock again and I really start to get into it and she starts telling me how good it is and how she likes it. She pulls me up before she comes and we kiss more and then she sucks me some. I’m on my knees on the bed and she’s down below me sucking my dick and I’m watching her sexy body. I have to stop her because I’m so close to coming. She lies on her back and spreads her legs. She’s only got on a garter belt and stockings and it’s all I can do to keep myself from coming because she’s so fucking hot. She asks if I’ll fuck her and I mumble yes. She gets lube and a condom and puts the condom on me. I put her legs up over my shoulders and push my dick against her ass. It doesn’t give so I push more and then I feel her sphincter open and my dicks slides into her ass. I start fucking her and am mesmerized by her cock as it jerks each time I push my dick in her. We fuck for a few minutes and I roll her over so I can do her doggy style. It’s so hot and I alternate between grabbing her tits and her dick. She says she wants to cum and wants to be on her back again, so we switch back. She wraps her legs around me as I push down on her body so her cock rubs against my stomach as we fuck. We build up and I can feel her dick twitching like she’s close to coming. I wonder if I should pull out so I can go down and suck her dick when she comes but it feels so good in her ass that I decide to stay where I am. Then I feel the cum shooting out as she starts to moan. I cum in her ass and collapse. I roll off her and lie there realizing I just sucked a dick and fucked a tranny in the ass. She’s so hot but I also feel some revulsion about it because I realize I just fucked someone who was born as a man. She seems to sense it and tells me how much she likes me and how much she likes sex with me. The endorphins kick in and I fall asleep thinking about her sexy body.

Things progress and I start to feel more at ease having sex with her. We start spending 3-5 nights a week with each other and she’s always on my mind. I get more comfortable fondling her dick and giving her head and eventually get to the point of letting her come in my mouth. I still get feeling of guilt but I push them back into the corner because honestly the sex is so good and I really enjoy hanging out with her. She’s low maintenance, fun, likes sex (and even initiates it).

A couple of weeks later we go to the beach for a long weekend. The weather isn’t great but we still walk along the beach and then fuck like mad back at the condo. At night we light the fireplace and have sex for hours in front of the fire. I’m happy like I’ve never been. I get relaxed walking in public with her. I start to get comfortable sucking her dick and swallowing her cum. Sometimes when I’m alone I start thinking that I’ve become comfortable sucking cocks and that I must be gay, but then I make the realization that I don’t like sucking cock – I like sucking her cock. I realize that I’m fine with sucking her dick because I love her as a person. Maybe I’m justifying it. I’m not sure, but now I look forward to pleasuring her and I don’t feel guilty. I have a superhot, sexy girlfriend who loves me and we have amazing sex. She was born a man. So what. I don’t care. I love who she is, and how she makes me feel. And I’m fine sucking her cock so she knows how much I love her. At this point, I can’t believe I was once so shy about touching or sucking her cock.

People on here will likely post that I’m a faggot. Which is fine. Several months ago, I might have agreed. But I’m so happy with her that I really don’t care what those people think. It’s the most satisfying relationship, sexually and emotionally, that I’ve ever been in. I come home to the sexiest woman every day, so who cares what a bunch of homophobes think.

So I am not sure how to start this, but lately during sex with my bf, our dirty talk turns into him telling me how hot it would be to see me flash in public and such. Asks me if i ever get hit on and what not. He wants me to take a picture of what i wear to the gym too. Its really hot during sex to talk about, like how he wants me to jerk him off at the beach and have people come circle us and watch.

Now i dont know i could actually do any of this but its really hot to talk about!

44 yr old div single dad. Into family sex and open to other taboo's. Looking in NJ PA or east usa to meet up with active and open family's into same. Msg me here or on msn. Lets meet up and have fun. If your in NJ the nude beach is still open lets all meet there if you want safe meeting area in public.

I need suggestions. Next month my g/f is turning 20 (I'm 28) so for her birthday we're going to the beach for a week. She's told me she wants to try some kinkier stuff while we're gone. -- About her: she likes to be choked and slapped during sex. NOT into anal. She wants to try 2 guys as well as another girl. I'm going to take her to her first strip club and let her get a lapdance. She is 420 friendly and when she drinks most anything goes. We've done some light bondage and we occasionally broadcast on one of a couple of sites. She does enjoy being told what to while broadcasting as she has "submissive tendencies".

She sometimes sells her panties on-line (the pic shown is one of the pics we sent for the last pair she wore/sent), so I've been thinking maybe I have her slip her panties off in public and give them to some unsuspecting guy. I've also thought about doing a dress/pantyless pic-set at the mall/beach/something. There's always sex in the ocean or the hotel hot-tub as an option as well. -- But I'm interested in what other ideas you all have. -- Aside from anal, she's open to most things and I won't be offended by anything you suggest. Keep in mind it has to be possible, so if you're suggesting something like "let a dog lick her" .. we're going to be at the beach in a hotel so that's not gonna happen, just like bringing a stripper back to our place isn't likely either.

Part 21: Honeymoon with Haley [for the rest of the story pm me, I can send you the link]

I talked a lot about my sex with Anna here, but rarely about my sex with Haley, even though its far more of a 50:50 deal than you might think. And unlike between Jim and Anna, the sex between me and Haley is not one sided. If you were to ask me with whom the sex is better, I couldnt give you an answer.

Before Haley and me went on honeymoon, we talked about what we both wanted out of it. I wanted mostly sex, cuddling, spending time only with each other. Haley wanted all that too, but also a feeling of vacation. So we chose to fly to an island for our honeymoon. We would stay in a nice hotel, close to the beach, big pool, jacuzzi. All we desired and more.

When we were in the plane, half way to the island, Haley whispered to me
H:"When I saw you packing sex toys, I was already excited. But now I am horny as fuck. I could fuck you all week long, without any pause."
Me:"I cant wait as well. I want you to be my sex goddess. I want to fuck you in public, I want to show off your body to strangers."
H(blushing):"I'd love to be your sex goddess as long as you praise me. I dont know about the showing off though.."
Me:"We'll see."

When we arrived at the hotel and got into our room, Haley started unpacking her things. I went behind her and started groping her. My hands went under her top and under her skirt. She wore a dark blue bikini underneath. She started moaning softly. I turned her around and undressed her, then she undressed me. She looked amazing, the sun on her skin and hair... I pulled her close and kissed her. We went down on the bed and Haley sat on my belly. She danced on me, slowly, winding like a snake. I took her ass in my hands. She moved her hip forward periodically, so every few seconds I could lick her pussy once. Then she turned around, ass to my face. Her hip movement continued and I could still lick her every now and then. Her hands were all over my belly and legs and finally she started stroking me slowly. Then her head came down to kiss the tip. Then she took half of my dick into her mouth, circling the tip with her tongue. Next, she turned around again and lowered herself slowly onto my cock. While my dick went deeper and deeper, she clawed into my chest and rolled her eyes moaning in her deepest voice. When I was completely filling her her hole with my cock, she moved her hips in circles. Then up and down, slowly. At the lowest point, I always lifted my ass a bit so I penetrated her even deeper. I was rewarded with a deep moan. After a while of slow fucking, Haley kissed me and said "fuck me like you want to destroy me."
I sat up and pushed her onto her back. Then I came over her, kissing her. I pulled her hips closer and began hard fucking her immediately. From her came a drawn-out moan then scream of pleasure. Then she returned to deep grunting. We made so much noise, I was sure the whole hotel could hear us. And I loved it. Soon I shot my load into her, filling her wet pussy with my hot cum. We sank onto the bed.
H:"I had at least two orgasms..."
Me:"Ready for the next one?"
H(Laughing):"Lets get set up first and have a look at the pool."
So I put on some trunks and Haley put on her bikini again. The pool was big and not overfilled. We swam around a little and played a bit, then we chose one corner of the pool with no people nearby and hugged each other, she with her back to the wall of the pool. We made out a bit, Haley had her legs around me and pulled me close. My dick was rubbing against her pussy. I got hard. Looked around. No one paid attention to us. I turned to Haley, she was grinning. And then she grabbed my cock. I never thought she would go so far, so I looked very surprised.
H:"Well you said I should be your sex goddess. Now I am horny. What about you?"
Me:"I could never deny you."
Her hand stroked my cock for a while, then she pull it out of my trunks. She moved her bikini bottoms to the side and before I could say anything, she had my dick inside her. She bit her lip and rolled her eyes.
H:"Damn, I think I just came again... you inside me... in front of all these people.."
We fucked very slowly for a while (otherwise others would have noticed) and when Haley was pleased she told me to step back a little. I did as I was told, pulling out in the process. Then Haley submerged and shortly after I felt something around my dick. She was giving me and underwater blowjob. When she came back up for air she kept stroking me. When she submerged again and blew me again, I came in her mouth. Bubbles rose from her and she came up spitting out water and cum.
H:"Wow I didnt expect that ...so fast.."
Me:"I couldnt hold it any longer... this is amazing."

We made out some more and before we left, I told her to pull up her bikini bottoms so I (and everyone else) could see her camel toe. When we got out of the pool I caught some people looking at us. Especially guys looking at Haley. Exactly what I wanted. When we got to our room, we had to get ready for dinner already. I brought up the first sex toy: a remote-controlled vibrator egg. So in addition to her lovely summer dress in with the multicolored dots and her hot string, she wore a vibrator egg to dinner. And I had the remote control on my phone.

I played with her the whole evening. First I turned it off, until it was time to chose our meals. So when the waiter asked her what she wanted, she answered:"hhhnnhmmm ohhh... I uhhh... .." before ordering some pasta.
When the waiter was gone, I turned it off again to give her some breathing room. Next I turned it on when we got our drinks. I turned it up so much, that she couldnt hold her glass still so she had to put it down. She pressed her thighs together. Then I turned it down. Her head was already red.
H:"I think I just came."
Me:"I dont think it'll be the last time tonight."
She smiled. While we had our main course, I turned the vibrator on, but kept it on the lowest level. It looked like Haley got accustomed to the level of vibration during the meal. Before the waiter came, I turned up the heat again. Haley couldnt stop herself from touching her throat and cleavage. Even when the waiter came, her hand was still on top of her tits. She had her eyes half closed when the waiter asked her how she liked her meal. She said "it was... very very good..." in her erotic voice. I could see the waiter blush and I think he even got a small bulge in his pants.
H:"I just came for the third time... what do I have to do so you turn down the vibrator?"
Me:"Show maximum cleavage. Pull it down so far that I can see a hint of areola."
Her nipples were already super hard. Her tits looked super erotic in that dress, they almost wanted to pop out. I turned off the vibrator.
Me:"Now I want you to start a conversation with the waiter. Doesnt have to be for long, but I want to see if he'll get a boner from just looking at your tits like this."
She played her part well, asking the guy how long he's been working here and if he liked the dress. After the waiter walked away I asked her
Me:"Did you see his boner?"
H:"Yes I did. I'm so turned on right now... lets hurry upstairs.."
We went to our room, ripped off our cloths. I opened the door to the small balcony and pulled Haley to me.
Me:"I'm going to fuck you right here. I want everyone to hear you scream while you get fucked. Everyone shall know that we are having fun."
She smiled and started dancing in the moonlight. Her hair glowed silver-blonde. I could see her goosebumps and erect nipples. Every detail of her body. Then she went down on her knees and blew me. I love it when she keeps eye contact. Then she got up, leaned over the balcony and whispered "take me."
I needed nothing more. I slowly pushed in. Inch by inch I felt her pussy lips around my cock. I fucked her slowly, my hands pulling apart her buttcheeks. I increase the speed. Her moans get louder. I fuck her harder and harder, my balls slapping against her pussy. She is so loud, I can hear a slight echo from the hotel across the street. But she reached her peek, when I put a finger in her asshole. Her "oh yes I'm cumming!" echoed through the night. One final drawn-out moan and I shot my cum into her belly. I turned her around and hugged her. Then I carried her to the bed, laid besides her. She cuddled to me and we fell asleep in seconds.

The next morning I woke up to Haley sucking my cock. When she saw that I was awake, she jumped on my cock and fucked me. I sat up and hugged her while she was riding me. We kissed and fucked for a good 15 min before we both came. We got dressed and went down for breakfast.
That day would be a beach day. When we were about to leave, I made sure that Haley's bikini covered as little as possible. We went to the beach hand in hand. We both wore sunglasses so I could easily keep an eye on the surrounding men. We were walking down the beach with one foot in the water basically, so everyone would be looking at us. I saw several men staring at Haley's ass as we passed them. We found a spot far away from all other tourists and there we put down our stuff and blanket.

We went swimming for a good while, the ocean had just the right temperature. It was a beautiful day. When we came back, Haley wanted to sunbath so I put on some sunscreen. As I caressed her body she moaned softly. I said "stop moaning or I'll get a boner." We giggled. She turned on her back so I could put sunscreen on her front. I removed her bikini top in the process. When I touched her nipples, she moaned again. I removed her bottoms as well and applied sunscreen there. More moans, but Haley looked discomforted. When she tried to put her bikini back on I stopped her.
H:"What? I cant lay here naked! Come on."
Me:"I dont want you to get tan lines. Just cover yourself with your foulard." (Thats a colorful piece of cloth, and almost transparent).
She was still unsure but I insisted. So she laid down with only a foulard covering her nakedness. Just looking at her made me horny. Haley had closed her eyes. She just looked perfect.
From time to time a person would pass by. I could watch them through my sunglasses. The men, even if they were accompanied by their GF's/wifes were just staring at Haley. One even stumbled and almost fell over his own feet. After some time I realised that some of the men came by a second or third time.
When we were all heated up, we went swimming again (for that haley put her bikini back on). I told Haley about the guys looking at her. She blushed but I told her that I love it when other guys see her like that, because they envy me then. She was my sex goddess but others worshipped her as well. She liked that. So when we returned to the beach, I told her to strip naked again and then lay on her belly. She covered herself with the foulard again. When no one was around, I would finger her until she was wet. Then I moved the foulard so that her pussy was visible if you were looking hard enough. I told her how she looked to the others. She giggled and spread her legs even a little bit more. I could see her pussy getting wetter as well. Again, a lot of men came by to worship my goddess. I told her and she said she wanted to go back to the hotel to fuck. Cant say no to that. So I told her she should only put on the bikini bottoms and cover her chest with the foulard. On our way back, every single man was looking at her. When we had returned to our room, we wasted no time and fucked for hours. We took breaks to drink and eat, but other than that I basically was permanently in her. I really enjoyed slow fucking her in every position. It was dinner time when we finally stopped. At dinner, we were romantic like on a first date, eating off each others forks, holding hands, looking into each others eyes for serveral minutes. After dinner we went to bed and cuddled until we fell asleep.

The third day of our trip, I gave a new bikini to Haley. It was a micro bikini, so it barely covered anything. I wanted to try it at the hotel pool first, because there were only a few people there. The bikini top is literally just strings with a tiny bit of fabric to cover nipples and areola. The bottoms are even more revealing. Its literally just strings of fabric, barely enough to cover the asshole and the clit. The string is sinking in between the pussy lips. All in all a bikini worthy of a sex goddess. When we got to the pool, there were just a few people, mostly old men. They were staring at Haley like she really was a goddess. I could see that Haley was insecure, blushing under her sun glasses. We got in the pool and fooled around a bit. Haley had to readjust her bikini often, since it slipped off her nipples all the time. It war really easy for me to slip a finger into her pussy every now and then. By the time we got out of the water Haley was turned on so much that I could see the wetness of her pussy, not covered by her bikini. I told her to get us drinks and that she should walk past the men like it was a catwalk. She did so and I could see her self esteem rise with every step. On her way back I was sure she could order any of the men to do anything and they would jump at her command. Only the women looked jealous, because all the men clearly kept staring.
Haley never looked so good before, she was radiating.

I had an idea. We went up to our room, opened the windows and started fucking right after. I wanted the guys at the pool to hear Haley cry out in pleasure. And she did scream. We decided not to go back to the pool. So we cuddled for a while, watched a movie and went to dinner. For dinner, Haley wore a low cut top and hotpants that barely covered her ass. When we crossed the room to get to our table, I saw a lot of guys looking at Haley lustfully. I recognized most of them from the pool. The corresponding women didnt look so happy.

The next day we wanted to spend at the pool again. Haley wanted to put on the bikini again and of course I didnt say no to that. Mostly the same women and men were at the pool. We had made a plan, to get Haley to walk in front of the men as often as possible. So first she had to get back to our room to get a towel. After we swam, she got drinks from the bar. And then went back to the bar to bring the glasses back. I watched the other people all that time. I think I saw some of the men getting small bulges in their pants. When Haley had passed the men for the seventh time, one of the women got up and went into the hotel. I watched closely as she came back with a guy from the hotel staff. They looked in our direction. I told Haley what I saw and also that she should try to flirt her way out of the incoming situation.

The hotel staffer came to us and said "Ma'am, I have had some complaints."
Haley took off her sun glasses and looked at the man. In her sweetest voice she answered:"Oh? What complaints?" In a dramatic gesture she touched her chest.
He:"Well.." he scanned her body... "the other guests feel that you dress... inappropriately."
H:"Inappropriately? For the pool?"
He:"Well..." he couldnt take his eyes off her. "Yes... the bikini you are wearing..."
H:"Whats wrong with the bikini? It covers my tits"- she touched them -" my vagina.."-she spread her legs-"and also my ass." With that she turned around and gave him a good look at her goods. "So what is wrong with wearing a bikini at the pool?"
He:"I... well..." The blood surely rushed from his brains to his dick. His pants were already bulging. "May.. Maybe it just doesnt cover them well enough..."
H:"Well I think I am well covered."
He:"Still I would like to ask you to put on something else..."
H:"And I would ask you to leave me alone. If you dont, I will file a sexual harassment suit against you and the hotel. I can see your boner. And my husband will support my claim. The way you look at me is inappropriate. Now get out of here. Please."
First the guy just looked puzzled, but then he left.

I grinned. Haley really knew her shit. The women who had gotten the hotel guy in the first place looked even more angry when he left without a result. She went into the hotel again and Haley got up.
Me:"What are you doing?"
H:"You'll see..."
She went to the man of the woman who just left. She talked to him for a bit, touching herself just like she did when she was talking to the hotel guy. She even turned around and bent over too. They laughed together. I got up and slowly walked up to them. As expected, the woman reappeared with another hotel staffer. I took Haley and we jumped into the pool.

When the staffer tried to talk to Haley, she dove to the other side. He slowly walked around the pool, so he wouldnt slip. When he finally almost reached her, she swam all the way back, we got out of the water and into our room. With open windows, we fucked again. I lifted her up, pressed her against a wall. We fucked in that position until my arms got tired. We slow fucked doggystyle for a while then went on to missionary. I blew my load then. We chilled the rest of the day. At dinner we got more angry looks from the woman who wanted to rat us out. Her face went dark red with anger, when her man (lets call him Steve) waved to Haley and she waved back. Over the course of the evening I could see the couple arguing. It ended with her storming off. Btw, Haley wore a skirt and a tank top. When we were done eating and went to the elevator, we spotted Steve at the bar. I told Haley she should flirt with him some more. Haley was reluctant, but I reminded her what a bitch Steve's wife was. So she agreed. I went up to the room and waited for her. After 40 min or so, she came. She was grinning when she told me how she flirted with him. She touched his arm, his hand and laughed with him. He then asked if her husband would feel okay about this. Haley told him "He'll never find out if you dont tell him..." Then she talked to him about his wife. Haley touched his arm some more and as a goodbye even hugged him. After that Steve clearly had a boner she said.
H:"I feel naughty... was that a bad thing I just did?"
Me:"I dont know and I dont really care. It turned me on... thats whats big here."
She laughed. We got naked and had a nice and simple good-night fuck.

On the fifth day on our trip, we decided to go to the beach again. Haley was finally feeling good about using her bikini there. She got so many looks. I then encouraged her to take of the top, which she did. She was clearly the center of attention. We went into the water, going as far away from the other people as possible. She gave me some salty kisses and then grabbed my dick underwater.
H:"I want to fuck you in this ocean right now."
I was happy to comply. Soon I was fucking her from behind, basically in full view of all the other people. Haley tried to hold back her moans but some went through. So after just 5 min we had a lot of attention. Haley knew it as well. I came a minute later and so did she. We stayed in the water for a little longer, then went back to our blanked. Haley was sunbathing again, only covered with her foulard. We went back and forth between swimming and sunbathing until it was already late. We went home and took a shower. We were so late for dinner that most guests were already done.

On the sixth and last (full) day of our honeymoon, Haley was done with showing off, so we stayed in our room the whole day. Here I saw and took my chance.
Me:"Do you want to try something new?"
H:"What are you suggesting?"
Me:"Anal."
Haley thought for a while and then agreed. I got the other sex toys we hadnt used the whole week and started pleasing Haley. I lubed up her ass and a small dildo. I went easy on her ass and made sure that her pussy stayed wet the whole time. Her first anal orgasm came from an vibrator egg with a cord. I pushed it about 2 inches (5cm) in and let it vibrate. Her moans clearly indicated that I had hit a sweet spot. After I had used another dildo on her ass, she was ready to get fucked. I slowly inserted my dick, inch by inch. Haley's high-pitched "Ahh"'s rang in my ears. When I was all in, Haley grunted deeply. I felt her juice running down her and my thigh. I started fucking her ass slowly, then increasingly faster. My balls slapped against her pussy again and again. I would cum soon and when I did, Haley had a squirting orgasm, covering my legs, her legs and the bed in her juice. We collapsed onto the bed and cuddled.
H:"This was the sex-richest week of my whole life."

End of Part 21.

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I'm a young kinky male switch, living up in Northeast Wyoming after moving from Florida a little while ago. Before the move, I had been meeting with someone on a regular basis, and I was heavily exploring (and heavily enjoying) my submissive interests. At first, I was being pushed to improve myself. Unfortunately, that pushing started to go further, beginning with simple encouragement to try something I didn't really want to try, eventually reaching the point that it was leaps and bounds beyond anything we discussed for even CNC. I have always had, and always will have, one line that cannot be crossed, which is that I won't do anything which carries a significant risk of being arrested. Well, that line got crossed pretty hard at the beach one day. We would go to the beach with a couple of other kink friends each weekend. One submissive would be chosen as the group slave for the day, while the other submissives and switches relaxed with everyone else. This entailed the usual getting food, drinks, and keeping everyone happy, though it also often meant being humiliated in public, in a variety of ways. Once the beach started clearing off, the tradition was to send the slave into the water, or under a pier, with someone (usually a dominant or switch, but not always) to accompany them. The other person would humiliate the slave out there, sometimes even make them strip and go towards other swimmers (but keeping everything hidden under the water). One day, it was my turn. The beach stayed crowed later than normal, but we were almost ready to go. I was sent out, along with the person I was seeing, and the usual humiliation took place. I knew it was about to get worse, though, from a look in their eyes. Well, rather than being told to take the suit off, I had it ripped off. I then watched while they got out of the water, still carrying my suit, and sat back down with everyone. At that point, it was terrible and humiliating, and I loved it. They sent a bunch of people I had never seen before to where I was,, with instructions that I let them enjoy me. That was something new to me, but nobody ever asked if it was okay. Fortunately, I absolutely loved it, it is easily in the top 5 things I want to do again, more on that later. Things went bad pretty quick, starting just before that group left. All but 1 got out,, and that 1 made me get out and go under the pier. I was in plain view for just a second, and I was still super turned on by the group that I went, even though I wasn't okay with it. My group brought some rope and a blindfold, bound me to a post so I couldn't move, and blindfolded me so I couldn't see. I tried to make it stop, using safe words and signs from both private play and group play, so they gagged me with a wire gag. I was fucked through the gag and in the ass, with everything imaginable from cocks to strapons and other toys to (I think) food. There were both guys and girls there, but I didn't recognize all the voices. I lost count of how many loads I received, but my face was covered so much globs began falling onto my chest, and filled my ass until it was dripping down my leg. The blindfold was taken off and I was untied from the post, once everyone but my group left. My hands were immediately tied behind my back, leaving me covered in cum with no way to wipe it off. I saw someone grab my suit, figuring they would bring it to me, since people were still on the beach. Unfortunately, that didn't happen. Instead, they showed it to me, then took it home. I can't get mad at him though, he was told he could take it as a souvenir. That's when I knew I had to walk away, it had gone way too far that day, and the worst hadn't come yet. When we finally left, they made me walk 3 blocks back to the car while naked, arms tied, and cum covered. After that, I decided to take a hiatus, which led me to end up in Wyoming.

Don't misunderstand me, there were a lot of things I enjoyed. Actually, most of what happened that day I look forward to doing again, hopefully soon. If, instead of a normal beach, we went somewhere that nudity, sex, and kink were permitted in public, and if I was asked before new things were done to me, that day would have been some of the best fun I ever had. But, since some lines were crossed to the point that I could no longer trust any of them, I took a break. The good news is that break is over, and I am trying to meet people. But, since CL shut down personals and the kink community in my new town is very underground, I'm having trouble finding anybody with similar interests. If you know any sites, places in my area to go, or if you are near me, let me know. Hell, I have a hotel room to myself tonight, so maybe you can come over or we can do something online. I'm up for almost anything on either side of switching, with guys, girls, or even a group.

SO lately, past few times my girlfriend and i have been having sex, we have been talking about different fantasy's. Well they are mostly about public sex.

Started on labor day, we went to the beach with her family. A wave hit her and her boobs slipped out. Didn't think much of it at the time, just laughed and joked about it. As the day went by, we both just got horny so we would touch each other best we could under the water without anyone really noticing.

Then on the drive home, she checked to see if she had gotten any tan lines, which she said she didn't. So i joked that is what happens when you go to a topless beach. Said a few more jokes about how she should go to a topless beach. Fast forward to when we get home, we had a great sex session talking about how she should be at a topless beach and how she would suck me and fuck me right there on the beach and have people watch us. It was a great night.

Well next time we had sex, we were really getting into it and she started saying she wanted to have sex at her work (a restaurant) and have people watch us again. It was such a turn on, i think public sex is amazing and really want to experience it.

Then the last time we had sex, a day ago, we were in mid session, and she wanted to switch into doggy position (her favorite) so when we were about to switch, she said "lets open the blinds and hope someone passes by" well she did not have to say that twice and i opened the blinds to our balcony.

Sadly no one saw, only one car even passed our place. I hope this happens more. Any advice or opinions?

Anna and Kelsey?
Part 7.2
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Last time I told you how I met Kelsey. What I didnt tell you was, that she was the first GF I had since I started fucking Anna. So naturally, things got a little wierd.

After that first night / morning, Kelsey and I decided to date, but we wouldnt tell anyone for the moment. O/C I wouldnt keep it a secret from Anna, but other than that, no one knew.

The first few weeks, everytime we saw each other (at each others houses) we fucked. Sometimes up to 3 times, before dinner, before sleeping and in the morning. It was awesome.
Our dates were... unconventional. I always wanted to have more outdoor sex and I got my chance with Kelsey. We fucked in changing rooms of swimming pools, stores etc. With how shy Kelsey was, I had a hard time talking her into it, but as soon as I touched her ass, boobs, pussy or even just her belly in a changing room, she got horny instantly. After a short foreplay, her pussy would always be dripping wet (literally. her juice just dripped down from it or ran down her legs). I loved licking her just as much as I loved her sucking me. The sex had to be quiet of course, so I adapted my technique such that there would be no smacking noise. I would often come in her pussy (swallowing wasnt really her thing), she then always put on panties to keep the cum on her pussy. When we came home, the panties were wet. And I would fuck her again.
One time, we were going swimming in a lake, an hours drive from the city. The place was unknown enough to have very few visitors, even mid summer. When we got there, only 3 or 4 adults were there with us, some of them sunbathing some of them swimming (crossing the lake). Kelsey wore a darkblue swimsuit. She looked sexy as hell. We got in the water (where we could still stand) and played around a bit, splashing water at each other and such. I put my arms around her breasts in an attempt to pull her down into the water with me, but before I did, I saw her bite her lip. I knew what was up. I dunked her, pulled her up and saw that her nipples were already hard. I grabbed her again and pulled her into deeper waters, where only her head and a bit of shoulders were above the water. We started kissing and looked around. Noone was near us, someone was in the lake swimming but far away. I pulled her closer and put my hands on her ass, kneading it. She said "you think this is a good idea?" - "Yes. trust me." She nodded and bit her lip again. I switched from ass to pussy, rubbing it from outside her swimsuit first, then slipping into her with my fingers, pushing the swimsuit to the side. Even though the water was cold, her pussy was warm. She put her arms around my neck, her mouth to my ear and moaned softly. My dick was getting hard already. She started stroking me, bringing my dick up to full size. I lifted her up so that her legs were around my waist and penetrated her hot hole. My cock was unusually cold due to the water, so it took Kelsey by surprise and she looked at me with big eyes "its so cold!" she whispered. My hands were on her hips, her arms around my neck. I started fucking her slowly. She looked around, noone near. "Faster" she demanded and used her legs to force me into a faster rhythm. We were making some waves for sure. After a few moments in this position, we switched to "standing" doggystyle (no idea what the real name of that position is :D). After fucking her pussy for a good minute, she got off my dick and put it up against her ass. She looked at me and said with a grin: "Water is a good lube". So I started fucking her ass slowly. I couldnt tell if she was shaking because of the cold water or because of an orgasm. Soon after I shot my load into her ass. She got off my cock and we stood there hugging for a while. I just then saw someone from the beach looking in our direction. I told Kelsey and she blushed. I didnt know how long that guy was looking, maybe he didnt see anything, maybe he just guessed what we were doing. Kelsey just wanted to get home asap so we got out of the water as fast as we could.

Since I was occupied with Kelsey all the time, I didnt have time for Anna. After a while I caught myself making excuses. I was always good at self-reflection and realised that I feared the next one-on-one meeting with Anna. I was unsure what would happend and didnt know how to behave. I really didnt want to lose either of them. Anna didnt push me, but I decided I had to do something.After me and Kelsey made our relationship public, we often had Anna and Jim as guests, since Kelsey knew Anna from work. Usually Jim and Anna would leave together, but the next time I invited them over, I told Anna via text to stay longer (I did so when I invited them, so that she would have time to prepare herself as well). At that point I hadnt seen Anna in two weeks and we hadnt fucked for 4 months. It was autumn/fall by then, but still Anna turned up in a summer dress (black) with leggings underneath. Jim and I wore shirts, Kelsey was dressed in sweater (tank top underneath, no bra) and jeans. While we were eating we had small talk, jobs etc. nothing special. In the midst of the dinner Anna asked me to turn up the thermostat and I did, not thinking much of it. At the end of the dinner, Anna excused herself and came back from the bathroom without the leggings on. She said "its warm enough so I dont need those damn leggings anymore" and laughed, me and Jim both were looking at her legs then. Kelsey agreed and said "I think I'll have to get rid of my sweater as well." She took it off and revealed her tank top. It was light blue and as I inspected her I could see that she wore no bra. Her nipples werent erect, but a little bump was there anyway. I think Jim also saw that. I thought to myself "Huh, is this a competition for attention?"
Shortly after, we switched from food to drinks and sat on the couch in my living room. Kelsey got tired first, declared she was about to fall asleep but she had to finish reading something for work, and when she went into my bedroom I caught Jim following her with his eyes. Soon after, he excused himself as well, saying "I think I will head home, I'm tired as well. I'll let you two catch up, you havent seen each other in a while..." when he said goodbye he added "I think I'll look if I can say goodbye to Kelsey as well" - since it looked like he was waiting for my agreement I nodded and said goodbye. Anna gave Jim a quick kiss and he went his way. We sat in silence, heard Jim open the bedroom door, some whispering, closing of the door and then opening and closing of the entrance door. I exhaled. I didnt even realize that I had held my breath for a while. I looked at Anna. Smiled. She smiled back. I scanned her body. Even though Kelsey looked good, she was no match for Anna. "You like what you see?" she asked and got a little closer. I nodded and grinned. I was still nervous but the ice was broken. "The reason I asked you to stay..." - "is that you want to talk about us. And Kelsey. I'm not an idiot you know" she said, laughing quietly. I nodded, unsure what to say. Anna started talking instead: "Look, I know you dont know what to do. You really like Kelsey and from what I heard the sex is amazing. Nevertheless, I see the way you still look at me. And we still text and talk alot. So it is obvious that you havent lost your affection for me. So you want both, but dont know if you can do it." I looked at her. She knew me really well. Thats exactly how I felt like. She grinned and said "Yes, I know you very well. And one other thing, think about this: Whats the difference between you fucking me while I'm in a relationship and me fucking you when you are in a relationship." I thought for a moment but then it clicked.
"There is no difference. You just solved my problem." I looked at her in amazement. She smiled and shifted her position. I could see between her legs - no panties. I just then realized how much I missed the sex with her. Its not that the sex with Kelsey was worse - or better - just two different styles. Anna was still smiling. "I want you right now" I said, "but how do we make sure Kelsey doesnt catch us?" Anna answered: "Its your house, find a corner that we can be in without looking suspicious and where she wont find us before we can get dressed after we heard her open the bedroom door." I thought about it and got up, led Anna to a corner of the room, where a book shelf separated it a bit from the rest. The bookshelf was in between us and the bedroom. Behind us a big window to the garden. Anna leaned on the window ledge, pushed her chest out, shoulders back, her legs standing apart. She looked so sexy. I got up to her, started kissing her. When I reached down to feel her pussy, it was already soaking wet. I looked at her in astonishment and she said "I havent had an orgasm in four months, what did you expect?" and winked. I got my dick out and Anna started sucking it immediately. I got hard really fast. Cheating on my GF was really exciting, apparently. I lifted Annas dress and stood between her legs, her ass on the window ledge. She wrapped her legs around me and her arms around my neck, then I thrusted in. It was a hard first thrust and Anna bit her lip so hard I feared she might bite it open. "you okay?" I whispered. She nodded "I just came. That never happend to me before. Holy shit your dick feels huge!" I humped her slowly, she melted away. When I fucked her harder, her body shook with another orgasm. It was so overwhelming for her, she bit my shoulder. I inhaled sharply, she looked up and whispered "I'm sorry are you okay?" I nodded and smiled. "Fuck me harder... please" she whispered and I did. When her third orgasm came, and her pussy contracted around my dick, I blew my load in her. "Fuuuuuuuck" it came from her. Her body was twitching so I held her tight. I pulled out with a small "plop", still holding her. "That was... amazing.." she panted. I just nodded. After some minutes passed, we parted, I escorted her to the door and said "Thanks for coming by." She smiled and waved goodbye. I took a shower before going into the bedroom. Kelsey was asleep when I came in. I laid down besides her and cuddled with her. Somehow that woke her up. "hey there beautiful" I whispered. She smiled and said "Hey there. Sorry I fell asleep. You two really were talking for a long time." I nodded and said "Me and Anna have been close friends for years. Lately we didnt do anything together, we didnt talk a lot either. Kelsey looked worried "Am I interfering too much? I'm sorry! I didnt know you two were close. You cant lose a friendship just because you have a girlfriend." - "I'm happy you think that way." - "You should see her more often! From now on I mean." - "I will try. Thanks for being supportive." She smiled and touched my dick "As long as she doesnt keep me from getting this, I dont mind". I kissed her, then she pushed me on my back, removed the covers and sat on my chest. "I think I want this now." She sat on my face so I could lick her, I was happy to oblige. Soon her juices were flowing. She then sat on my dick and started fucking me. I massaged her tits, grabbed her throat. "choke me till I slap your arm" she demanded. I never really knew how hard I could choke so I started slow, but she kept encouraging me so I pressed harder till she slapped my arm and inhaled sharply. I then started choking her again until her slap, and so on till she eventually had an explosive orgasm, crying "uhhhhhhh" in a deep voice. I wasnt done, so I made her bend over to me and started fucking her hard and fast. She was surprised but moaned "oh oh yea oh" so I continued until I blew my load in her pussy. We both collapsed and fell asleep soon after.

End of Part 7.2