Actresses and sexy scenes.
My mother was a jobbing actress, when we spent time in Rome. I remember her excitement about getting a part in the Movie and we all went out for Pizza and this really dishy man turned up and sat beside me, and at one stage during the night, which was hot and humid, he reached out under the table and sought my hand, took it in his and squeezed it tenderly, telling me out of earshot of the others, who were being boisterous with too much wine, I was a natural beauty and he loved me. I was just nine or ten, but I was drunk in his company, and just sat googly eyed, and when he put my hand down on his lap, on top of his erection, he pressed it until I opened my palm and touched him, and we sat there with me touching him intimately under his palm, thinking this was a sign of love, Italian style, and then after a while I felt the wetness of his semen soak though his pants onto my hand, as he leaned forward and kissed my cheek and thanked me for being a beautiful and tender lover to him.
I remember the smell of my hand, like a soapy chlorinated something or another, and wondered if it came from his pants with washing, "Don't tell your mother", he said, "she loves me too, and might be jealous", he gave me a cheeky wink and one of those perfect white teeth smile.
We all went back to his place and I was shown to my bedroom whilst the party downstairs continued and I fell asleep. I was awoken in the morning by the splashing of a swimming pool, and got up and looked down through the window and saw a table with food on it and he and mother, swimming nude.
Mother had a fantastic body even more so when she was nude. I heard her raucous laugh and guessed she was still drunk, and as I watched them I realised he was trying to fuck her in the pool. I watched them and found myself in a sexually aroused state, and at one point I saw him thrust into her and she gasp against the poolside under the water, and then he came out and out of the water with his thing hanging like a horse, I never thought men could be that big and then I remembered I made him cum, and because he was still hard, mother had not.
I pulled on a t-shirt with his smell on it, and went down to the pool. Mother had gone inside to shower as he fussed over me and showed me what was on offer for breakfast. "Where's mother", I asked him, "Gone for a shower", he smiled back, then without warning, he said quietly, "I saw you watching us", and suddenly I felt embarrassed and my face coloured, which made him laugh, "You are more beautiful when you blush", he teased, then he said in a more serious tone, "I wanted you to see where a man puts his cock inside a girl for love", and I sat there frozen and wide eye, "You did see me go inside your mother", and I did nod in acquiesce, after all, I did see them fuck. Then without warning he reached down and massaged my crotch, I was naked under the t-shirt, "Good you are wet for me" he said, his voice changing as he stood up beside me and his cock was in my face, and he turned me towards him and pushed it into my mouth, filling my mouth as the glans was huge, "Lick it with your tongue", he moaned, and I did as he bade, fearful my mother would walk out and catch us, but there was no chance for that, he cummed, filling my mouth with semen and making me gag, I thought it would never end, and grabbed a napkin and wiped and spat into it, while he poured me a cold g****fruit drink, and made me down it in one.
I was in shock, that smell was back and he sat there staring at me, "You still love me", he asked me, taking a gold chain off his neck and putting it on mine, which thrilled me. I nodded enthusiastically, about loving him, and he whispered he, "Wanted to be my first, would I let him"? I looked up into his tanned wizened face and said, "Yes I would", and my mother's voice said, "Yes you would what"?
I had not heard her arrive in her housecoat, all showered and a little bit on edge. "If I would keep the gold chain", I lied, to which she looked at it and asked him for her chain, to which he replied, "Only special girls get gold chains", and mother made a funny face at me, how little did she know what we had just done.
So my husband admitted to me, that the thought of watching me with a stranger, was a new high for him. As a young woman I already knew this as 'Cuckold', my husband was suffering 'erectile dysfunction', and our sex was now mainly oral and stories in nature of me seeking other men and begging them to fuck me any way they desired.
He might have taken Viagra, sand and cement, but the thought of me with other men was too much to give up on, for that thrill he wanted.
Don't get me wrong, it was what I wanted as well, but I was not going to admit my libido was online searching for fuck buddies, I was 28 and in my sexual prime, and I could do this 24/7 and still masturbate between men.
We chose our holiday destination in Thailand, Bangkok for starters, and on the ride into the city centre, in the taxi, I sat behind the driver, naked from the waist down, fingering myself, while hubby videotaped me. When I alighted from the taxi I was covered in sweat and left a pool of sweat and pussy juice on the back seat plastic, and all fired up for sex.
Our hotel was not a five star affair, more of a touristy B&B where the more salacious type of men brought young Thai girls back to fuck, and we were rewarded with the sounds in the next room, clearly indicating we had chosen the right place.
I was sweat soaked from the journey and undressed for a cold shower, and was doing such when my husband came in and asked me if I wanted a cold beer, "Yeah, sure", I answered, as I pulled back the shower curtain and was confronted by my husband and an old man, who had just brought the room service, staring at my white naked body, with a huge smile on his face.
"Oh Hi", I said as casually as I could, looking at my husband drinking in my nudity in front of an old Asian man, what a treat for him to see me naked, he must have been thinking.
I stepped out as if nonplussed by his presence, and asked him to open the beer for me, which he did as I closed down the few meters that was between us, and took the proffered beer from him, and then unexpectedly, pressed close to him as I walked, dripping back into the room where the bed beckoned, not covering my nudity and raised the big beer bottle to my lips and drank heartedly while the old man took in every inch of my nakedness.
I was as horny as fuck, what with now being naked with a stranger in my bedroom, knowing what my husband was really wanting, and topped with that taxi ride into the city, "Can I have a photo with you", I asked the old gentleman, who did speak English, and he came alongside me, while my husband picked up the video camera, I put my arm around the old man and encouraged him likewise with me, whilst my husband got all excited seeing us like that, in a close clinch, and after a couple of snaps, he uttered, his voice very guttural and thick with sexual excitement, "Can you kiss each other"?
I turned to face the old man, who looked shocked, that a beautiful young white women was licking and pursing her lips to plant them on his and thrust her tongue into his mouth, moaning, "Fuck me pleasssssse".
The sex was difficult, sort of disappointing for me, as he never really got an erection I could hump, but the thrill of just being a free spirited female shagging anything she wanted, gave me something that ever sexy woman craves, to have that freedom that men enjoy, when it comes to sex, too be able to stand on your own two feet and ask men for a fuck, for no other reason than sexual relief, and not love or romance. Ask any woman what she wants from sex, and she will tell you, "To be able to lie back and just let it happen"
Here is a fact and a snippet of a true instance that might shed more light on women's need for attention. My friend Sylvia, who was doing bit parts on TV shows and dramas, was invited up to have an interview over dinner in the producers room in the suite of a well known hotel in London. Her part on offer was more a sex scene than scripted, and as the part was explained, she was given a full account by someone known as a "Love scene director", as to how the actor would be bound up so his erection, assuming he got one, could not accidently slide inside her, or ejaculate anywhere near her open vagina, etc, etc, and so on.
She accepted the part, more through desperation for the money and exposure, and after the diner when she as alone with the producer, she confessed as to all the nonsense with binding the man's cock to keep it away from her pussy, "Let's do it under a sheet", she proffered as an alternative, "and that way he can just fuck me, and that way you will get two things, one, realism, and two, did they or did they not". She concluded, trust me, fucking on set is not a problem, it's a bonus and I like fucking.
She got the part, which led to another, and she according to her own admissions, has done that more than forty times, she even said to me drunken of course, "Even a dog is not safe when she is in the mood".
I remember the smell of my hand, like a soapy chlorinated something or another, and wondered if it came from his pants with washing, "Don't tell your mother", he said, "she loves me too, and might be jealous", he gave me a cheeky wink and one of those perfect white teeth smile.
We all went back to his place and I was shown to my bedroom whilst the party downstairs continued and I fell asleep. I was awoken in the morning by the splashing of a swimming pool, and got up and looked down through the window and saw a table with food on it and he and mother, swimming nude.
Mother had a fantastic body even more so when she was nude. I heard her raucous laugh and guessed she was still drunk, and as I watched them I realised he was trying to fuck her in the pool. I watched them and found myself in a sexually aroused state, and at one point I saw him thrust into her and she gasp against the poolside under the water, and then he came out and out of the water with his thing hanging like a horse, I never thought men could be that big and then I remembered I made him cum, and because he was still hard, mother had not.
I pulled on a t-shirt with his smell on it, and went down to the pool. Mother had gone inside to shower as he fussed over me and showed me what was on offer for breakfast. "Where's mother", I asked him, "Gone for a shower", he smiled back, then without warning, he said quietly, "I saw you watching us", and suddenly I felt embarrassed and my face coloured, which made him laugh, "You are more beautiful when you blush", he teased, then he said in a more serious tone, "I wanted you to see where a man puts his cock inside a girl for love", and I sat there frozen and wide eye, "You did see me go inside your mother", and I did nod in acquiesce, after all, I did see them fuck. Then without warning he reached down and massaged my crotch, I was naked under the t-shirt, "Good you are wet for me" he said, his voice changing as he stood up beside me and his cock was in my face, and he turned me towards him and pushed it into my mouth, filling my mouth as the glans was huge, "Lick it with your tongue", he moaned, and I did as he bade, fearful my mother would walk out and catch us, but there was no chance for that, he cummed, filling my mouth with semen and making me gag, I thought it would never end, and grabbed a napkin and wiped and spat into it, while he poured me a cold g****fruit drink, and made me down it in one.
I was in shock, that smell was back and he sat there staring at me, "You still love me", he asked me, taking a gold chain off his neck and putting it on mine, which thrilled me. I nodded enthusiastically, about loving him, and he whispered he, "Wanted to be my first, would I let him"? I looked up into his tanned wizened face and said, "Yes I would", and my mother's voice said, "Yes you would what"?
I had not heard her arrive in her housecoat, all showered and a little bit on edge. "If I would keep the gold chain", I lied, to which she looked at it and asked him for her chain, to which he replied, "Only special girls get gold chains", and mother made a funny face at me, how little did she know what we had just done.
So my husband admitted to me, that the thought of watching me with a stranger, was a new high for him. As a young woman I already knew this as 'Cuckold', my husband was suffering 'erectile dysfunction', and our sex was now mainly oral and stories in nature of me seeking other men and begging them to fuck me any way they desired.
He might have taken Viagra, sand and cement, but the thought of me with other men was too much to give up on, for that thrill he wanted.
Don't get me wrong, it was what I wanted as well, but I was not going to admit my libido was online searching for fuck buddies, I was 28 and in my sexual prime, and I could do this 24/7 and still masturbate between men.
We chose our holiday destination in Thailand, Bangkok for starters, and on the ride into the city centre, in the taxi, I sat behind the driver, naked from the waist down, fingering myself, while hubby videotaped me. When I alighted from the taxi I was covered in sweat and left a pool of sweat and pussy juice on the back seat plastic, and all fired up for sex.
Our hotel was not a five star affair, more of a touristy B&B where the more salacious type of men brought young Thai girls back to fuck, and we were rewarded with the sounds in the next room, clearly indicating we had chosen the right place.
I was sweat soaked from the journey and undressed for a cold shower, and was doing such when my husband came in and asked me if I wanted a cold beer, "Yeah, sure", I answered, as I pulled back the shower curtain and was confronted by my husband and an old man, who had just brought the room service, staring at my white naked body, with a huge smile on his face.
"Oh Hi", I said as casually as I could, looking at my husband drinking in my nudity in front of an old Asian man, what a treat for him to see me naked, he must have been thinking.
I stepped out as if nonplussed by his presence, and asked him to open the beer for me, which he did as I closed down the few meters that was between us, and took the proffered beer from him, and then unexpectedly, pressed close to him as I walked, dripping back into the room where the bed beckoned, not covering my nudity and raised the big beer bottle to my lips and drank heartedly while the old man took in every inch of my nakedness.
I was as horny as fuck, what with now being naked with a stranger in my bedroom, knowing what my husband was really wanting, and topped with that taxi ride into the city, "Can I have a photo with you", I asked the old gentleman, who did speak English, and he came alongside me, while my husband picked up the video camera, I put my arm around the old man and encouraged him likewise with me, whilst my husband got all excited seeing us like that, in a close clinch, and after a couple of snaps, he uttered, his voice very guttural and thick with sexual excitement, "Can you kiss each other"?
I turned to face the old man, who looked shocked, that a beautiful young white women was licking and pursing her lips to plant them on his and thrust her tongue into his mouth, moaning, "Fuck me pleasssssse".
The sex was difficult, sort of disappointing for me, as he never really got an erection I could hump, but the thrill of just being a free spirited female shagging anything she wanted, gave me something that ever sexy woman craves, to have that freedom that men enjoy, when it comes to sex, too be able to stand on your own two feet and ask men for a fuck, for no other reason than sexual relief, and not love or romance. Ask any woman what she wants from sex, and she will tell you, "To be able to lie back and just let it happen"
Here is a fact and a snippet of a true instance that might shed more light on women's need for attention. My friend Sylvia, who was doing bit parts on TV shows and dramas, was invited up to have an interview over dinner in the producers room in the suite of a well known hotel in London. Her part on offer was more a sex scene than scripted, and as the part was explained, she was given a full account by someone known as a "Love scene director", as to how the actor would be bound up so his erection, assuming he got one, could not accidently slide inside her, or ejaculate anywhere near her open vagina, etc, etc, and so on.
She accepted the part, more through desperation for the money and exposure, and after the diner when she as alone with the producer, she confessed as to all the nonsense with binding the man's cock to keep it away from her pussy, "Let's do it under a sheet", she proffered as an alternative, "and that way he can just fuck me, and that way you will get two things, one, realism, and two, did they or did they not". She concluded, trust me, fucking on set is not a problem, it's a bonus and I like fucking.
She got the part, which led to another, and she according to her own admissions, has done that more than forty times, she even said to me drunken of course, "Even a dog is not safe when she is in the mood".
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Fantastic story as always.