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Is that Connie McCoy? She's fantastic! I'd love an entire thread devoted to her.Quote:
Originally Posted by winstanley
https://www.facialforum.net/attachme...2&d=1684562434
There's just something about an experienced woman on her knees with a cock in her mouth... :yahoo:
Wowzers. She is fantastic. And I cannot agree more with your last statement. But I will add "and hands". Case in point Mrs. WatsonQuote:
Originally Posted by kalvin45
I have seen your wife laughing, smiling, talking and eating. I've seen her in the street, in your home, in the garden and in town. I've seen her in all sorts of places doing all sorts of things. But what I really want ... is to see her sucking cock.
HER LOGIC
Q: Would you let a guy come in your mouth on the first date?
A: No way! What sort of a slut would that make me? Seriously, only a total slut with no morals and no self-respect would do that on a first date.
Q: So when is it ok to let a guy come in your mouth?
A: In a relationship. In a serious relationship. Long term.
Q: Are there any other circumstances in which you would let a guy come in your mouth??
A: Ok - not dating? Well, yes. Yes ... I guess there could be.
Q: Can you give me an example?
A: I let the vicar come in my mouth to thank him for being nice at my mum's funeral.
Q: And that didn't make you a slut.
A: No! Don't be silly. He was a kind man and I just wanted to thank him!
Q: Right. Any other examples?
A: Well, to stop a traffic warden from giving me a parking ticket. Some other times when I needed a way out of trouble. If a guy is sad or having a difficult time and I want to make him feel better. Ok, and I used to let school and university friends come in my mouth - but they were just friends - we weren't dating. Sometimes when my boyfriend has the guys over to watch a football match in the tv. They watch the game, have some beers, then I blow them all and they come in my mouth. But that's just fun. And we're not dating either - they're my boyfriends friends!
Q: And none of those things make you a slut?
A: Of course not.
[QUOTE=winstanley;934975]HER LOGIC
This one is absolutely gorgeous
https://www.facialforum.net/attachme...4&d=1684658229
She's the only one doing it right and not wasting a drop of her precious fluidQuote:
Originally Posted by winstanley
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Note: Ok, time to be straight. I've been telling the story as if it was about someone else, but actually the story is about me and my wife. So I will continue in the first person.
My wife was now a changed woman. After her session of full sex with the teenager (where she'd promised to give him everything, and did) she was revitalised, re-energised, with new confidence. If anything she looked sexier than before - and she started to dress more provocatively. I, of course, loved all this - and was ready to push things on to the next phase. She didn't know there was a next phase, but I had my plans. The first thing I did was to take some more nude pictures, which I spread around her fan club at work and in the town. As usual, I was asked - by one of the guys - whether he could have sex with her. I had always stalled, been non-commital - not saying no, not saying yes.
But this time my answer was different. "Yeah", I said, "ok ... we'll arrange it".
She was extraordinary when it came to deepthroat. Either 'a natural', or a girl who had been brought to understand that deepthroat was important and had been well trained in it.
I had a hunch it was the latter. One day after she'd finished expertlyswallowing my length, I asked her how she got into it. Silence. Did someone teach her? Who? And when? Silence. It's just - I went on - that you're so good at it ... it's not normal, to be honest. I just wondered
"Shut up". She cut me off. "It's none of your business. I do it for you. Enjoy it. Don't ask me again. Yes, I was taught. Ok? Taught by someone who was in the same house and who I couldn't say no to. Happy now?" There was a long pause, then she started again, softly but firmly: "So - just enjoy it - and don't ask me again."
Just a tribute to her beautiful sexy hair.
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I told her matter-of-factly over breakfast one morning that I was going to organise another encounter for her. That it was someone who'd admired her for a long time and that she would need to provide him with whatever services he required. I didn't need to remind her of her promise - she just nodded meekly, as her face flushed pink.
But I decided to make things a bit more interesting. I set up a meeting between the two of them - and me - to happen in advance of the sex. A hotel room was booked and we all met there. I got her to make a really effort to look good - and to dress in a way that showed off her greatest assets: my friend's eyes almost popped out when he walked in a saw her. I said I thought we all ought to 'get to know each other' so their followed half an hour of fantastically awkward conversation, given that they both knew what the agreement was.
She was partly excited, partly embarassed and shy. And of course she was sitting there looking incredible ... It was pretty obvious he had a hard-on, but so - come to that - did I.
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A date and time was fixed for the encounter between the two. I was elated. She had had sex with the boy but it had emerged out of something that 'just happened' between them. A gave it the green light ... but didn't really see myself as the person that had set it up.
This was different. She had agreed to have sex with someone I had chosen, and it was clear that she regarded her sex life as under my control. Everything was set, and I was incredibly excited about the new era we were entering.
We all stood up, and the two of them shook hands. I loved the contrast between that polite formality and what they would soon be doing to each other! But then I had a thought. "Hey", I said to him "would you like a little taste of what's on offer? Just to whet your appetite? Go on then - you can feel her tits. It's ok - go ahead. Just to get you in the mood for next week".
And one thing was for sure at the end of that. He was in the mood, all right. He was definitely in the mood.
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Finally the day came. She was nervous all day but I could tell she was excited. I gave her a final talk, reminding her she had made a promise to do whatever I commanded, and my command was that she had sex with this man. More than that, it should be the best sex he had ever had,sex he would never forget. Could she do that? She said she'd try.
She asked what she should wear. I thought a moment, then told her a bathrobe. Wear a loose bathrobe when you meet him at the door so there's no doubt what the deal is.
The deal is he's going to get you - all of you. And for free. I want him to know that from the moment he arrives.
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I watched the whole thing via my array of hidden cameras. She didn't let me down.
I felt a sense of triumph - and pride. The performance she had just given - it was my creation. The star of the show would have remained a nobody without my intervention. Without my encouragement and my coaching she would never have made it to the stage. I found and booked her co-star, wrote the script, set up the venue and provided them with an audience.
I had steered her from shy, under-confident middle-aged housewife to the sex bomb who just delivered an hour of mindblowing sex to a stranger in our own bedroom. That was an achievement, a real achievement. Something I could rightly be proud of.
And a question formed in my mind. Matter of fact, the question asked itself ...
... what next?
She wants it.
She's about to get it.
She wanted it.
She got it.
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I knew my wife was super-excited about what she'd done - and I told her how proud I was of her. But I was thinking about what should happen next. I didn't want this to be just a 'straight line'. Sure, I could set her her up with another guy to have sex with, and another, and another. And I was pretty sure she'd go along with it. But I wanted her to be challenged. I didn't want to make it too easy for her.
So. I told her that in the coming week, I wanted her to find a man, bring him home and give hm a handjob. Just a handjob. Bring him to orgasm using her hands but absolutely no other sex. She had to keep her clothes on, too. And: she had to do it every day. A different man every day. By this time she knew about the camera system so I told her she would be safe - I would be in the building at all times.
I stressed that she was not to let him do anything to her, and she was only allowed to use her hands. Did she understand? She nodded. Then she asked how she was suppose to find the men? I said that was up to her, but she should think about how to do it, and we would start tomorrow.
She did well. She put on a low-cut top and went to the mall. Before long there was interest and an exhange of smiles. She summoned up her courage and asked him if he would like a handjob. It went on from there. She even arranged something special for the last day, having approached two guys she brought them both back and did the two of them.
Let's be honest. Who in their right mind would be paying any attention to her face in this situation?
Have you been following my story, THE HOT WIFE?
It starts at post #4638, and from there on you'll easily follow all the installments. It's the story of a guy with a good-looking middle-aged wife. Her tits are big but her self-confidence is small. It's about how he sets out to unlock her potential, how he carefully maneuvers her to the point where she will do what he wants, and how it transforms their lives.
An inspirational story, and perhaps a 'How To' manual!
This act of cum admiration and addiction is shown way too seldom: https://www.facialforum.net/attachme...7&d=1684881025Quote:
Originally Posted by winstanley
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I moved quickly to capitalise on the success of that project. It was important to keep the momentum going, create a sense of direction. I knew she’d been excited by it. “We’re going to carry on, but take it to the next level”, I told her. “What does that mean” She replied, nervously, “oh my God … what is … the next level?”
The next level involved me renting an apartment in a local seaside resort. Close to home but just far enough away for us not to know anyone, and for no-one to know us. I’ll spare you the details, but let’s just say the word got around that the sexy woman with big tits was giving free hand jobs. You rang this mobile number and were given a time. Twenty minute slots. She did four guys on the first night, then nine, then twelve. At the end of that week, on our final day, she jerked off twenty-three guys.
The men of that town just went mad for her. As she was seeing to the last one I had to go out to deal with the line of disappointed guys. I told them - it was true - that her arm was aching and she just had to have a rest. But I gave them all a photo and told them all to keep in touch. There would, I assured them, be more ‘events’ and they would all have a chance to participate.
And I hinted that these events might feature an expanded menu.
I totally ADORE this woman! Wow!
https://www.facialforum.net/attachme...9&d=1684968092
From the last post - episode 16 of THE HOT WIFE.
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I was on a roll now. Couldn't stop. Literally as soon as we got home I got in touch with another of her local 'fan club' and said did he still want to have sex with my wife? Precisely half an hour later he was at our door.
I invited him in, introduced him to my confused wife- who knew nothing about it - then announced: "He's here to have sex with you. Go and get yourself ready. And this guy gets the whole works. Not just a handjob. Put on a good show, because I'm coming in to watch".
She was initially a bit freaked out by my presence, putting her hands over her eyes as if to say she wished she was somewhere else. But then his hands were on her body and instinct took over. Watching her on the tv monitors was good, but being in the room was even better. I didn't speak a word to her while they were doing it, but I did talk to him. We talked about her body, about her performance and technique. All while she was getting on with the job. I asked him if she was doing it right? Was he getting what he needed? I told him to take control, that she would obey his commands. Didn't speak to her, did it all through him. He and I were equals after all, whereas she was ... my property. I never used to think of her like that, but ... wasn't it true? I owned her. She did everything I wanted, when I wanted, the way I wanted. She was my property.
But what a show. She was horny as hell after a week of seeing to all those strangers' cocks but not getting anything in return! She let him ride her, she rode him and all with a wild, desperate energy. Wow!
I'm going to ask you some questions. You won't be able to answer because your mouth is full up with my cock, so I will answer for you. And don't even think of taking your mouth away from my cock.
So: do you understand? The answer to this question is yes. Do you understand? Nod. Good.
Now, as I explained, I'm going to ask a question, and I will then answer it for you.
Who are you?
You are nobody.
Next question.
Who am I?
I am your King.
Now two questions. Remember - you can't answer because your mouth's full of cock, and don't try to answer. Just listen. I will ask the question, then give the answer for you.
Why are you nobody?
Because your mouth is full of cock.
Why is your mouth full of cock?
Because you are nobody.
Face of defeat. Defeated by sperm.
She had a truly great sense of rhythm.
She is most definitely going to be penetrated.
The happy couple. And:
How she makes him happy with her mouth.
It was something she had always refused to do.
But he was just too strong for her.
Fantastic facials!Quote:
Originally Posted by winstanley
This used backseat teen cutie wins it for me: https://www.facialforum.net/attachme...7&d=1685081412 ... reminds me of the sister of a friend :winking:
Awesome posts!!!! Thanks!!Quote:
Originally Posted by winstanley
Always hot when that happens ...Quote:
Originally Posted by Facializer_Vienna
Thank you - and that story has not finished yet!!*Quote:
Originally Posted by wrathofsatan
* For those who are interested, my story THE HOT WIFE started in post #4639 and I've been adding to it intermittently since then. As of now it has 17 instalments - more to come!
Roberta Pedon - also known as 'Robin' - apparently a famous big tit model from the 70s. I don't remember the name but I have a feeling one of these shoots appeared in Mayfair magazine, which I bought obsessively from the late 70s. Anyway, I love her - what a body!! Magnificent is the only word!!
Thanks for the trip down mammary lane. I remember every one of those photos!
Do you! What a girl, though - sensational!Quote:
Originally Posted by pandel
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Now it was time to move things on again. It would have been easy just to arrange an ongoing series of men for her to have sex with. After all, I had a long list of guys who would step up to do it. But I wanted to keep her on her toes. Give her new challenges.
So now I told her that until further notice she would have to satisfy her callers with her mouth alone. She was not to let them fuck her. It was blowjobs only. Beyond that, it was up to her. But that was the rule. As usual, she meekly agreed, saying 'ok'. I was delighted at how under control she was, how obedient she had become. The possibilities seemed to be endless and my mind raced. But then I pulled myself back to the here and now and began the task of setting up half-hourly appointments for her. The men were told to come to the house exactly on time - not early, not late. That was the only condition. I arranged six guys for that evening, and at 7pm I showed the first one up to our bedroom where she was waiting.
I definatly Do!
In my youth, I had a "Hard" time deciding between Reberta Pedon and Uschi Digard.
Anyone else remember her?