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The girls suddenly jumped up and invited us to the the VIP area and we accepted! FOR FREE! The guys were not to lose out on this kick ass time and ponyed up with their $50’s and entered to where it got even crazier. The girls took off their pasties and stuffed their nipples in our mouths to which the guys paid even more to see it again and again.

Well once again its time to cut off but the last part is a true KICKER!
Later

I have been living out this scene on his dime for months now, going to clubs together and picking out hot guys to bring home and have him watch me get fucked. He would buy men my outfits and shoes and makeup in compensation; huge lavish spending sprees to prepare for our night of fun. The only thing was his wife never knew and last night we all sat down and talked about it. The odd thing was she was fine with it, while she wouldn’t do it her self she had no issue with him continuing to go on said ventures with me.

The whole night though, I sat there looking at how beautiful she was; her long lean body, full bodied brunette hair, piercing green eyes and graceful movements. It was so hot listening to her rhythmic soft voice, I could feel myself getting wet thinking about her with each moment. It was half way through our erotic conversation that I felt her hot hand slip under the table and onto my thigh, I lifted my head slightly to meet her eyes, screaming for play time. How could I have resisted. I surrendered to her and got up and asked if we could retire to their humble abode, only to be met but an affirmative response and an urgent one.

When we got there, me and Karen (my cuckolds name) started to passionately kiss while pressing our tits and stomachs hard against each other. There my little cuckold sat watching his wife and I go at it, hand on his outer pant and sweating.

At the end he ate us both out as we lit our cigarettes. To tell the truth his wife is a better fuck then he could ever be and she gives better head!

HELL and NO, I will not even pick up a pair in a panty store I would rather go commando!

The only suitable full backed panty I can think of would be a bikini cut, they sit nice on the hip and don’t ride up my ass crack to much. I wear these when out with friends and not planning on scoring. They are my good girl panties, If you catch a glimpse of them know that I don’t view you as a person I care to fuck! I run around my house in these with a simple white tee shirt.

Next is a pair of boy shorts.

Now some would say these are a step down but I view them as a step up. Yes I run around my house with theses but they are my sporty panties. When I go play sports to impress a future stub and want to be sexy, or an impromptu swimming party, they make VERY cute bottoms in the water. These mean you have a nice chance to scoring but make sure to bring the alcohol, for your self cause I want some drinking games!

On to string bikini

These mean I want a little play time with minimal foreplay. You have to be careful of these, for at first glance while the jeans are on they may look like a thong with the strings slightly showing or bikini’s from the back. To figure out more check the panty line when I go to the ladies room, I mean your eyes are already on my butt might as well figure out what mood I am in.

Brazilian Cut of any kind

These panties show my ass off perfectly, ass my checks gush out the bottom seams. These mean I am ready for a day of adventure and trying some thing new. On days that I wear theses I will be going to new clubs, picking up new studs and trying new toys out. The catch to all this merriment is you will not know what I am wearing till I take them off!

Thongs

The beauty of these is that its fun for my studs and cuckolds alike. It means I want a little subbie to watch as my big butt gets blasted out by a huge hung slong! I want my subbie to watch as a stud shows me what a real man is like, then to have my creme pie eaten from my freshly fucked pussy!

G Strings

Every woman has a stripper in them waiting to bust out. These mean I want some nice tease and denial times going on. I want to make you think that you are going to get some due to my slutty under garments but in reality all I want is your cash because you got to touch and look at my ass!

Crotchless of any kind

Eat the pussy bitch, I want you to give me endless pleasure for hours. I want to squirt in your face and for you to eat my lady cum and sally forth to more cum! Ask me if your going to get any, the answer is hell NO, tonight/day is all about me and my needs.

Commando

Its laundry day or I just got fucked and if I didn’t fuck you well then go ahead and stare casue YOU are getting less than nothing!

Yet inside there is a inner dragon that is about to burst. She slithers when ever a cute guy crosses my path, we sway in tandem as our eyes cross over a hard cock waiting for our taking. The outer layer, the dominant diva, says NO, make him wait. Simmer his fire so that you can be sure he truly wants you! Peak his desire then take it away, be crafty and own his mind, body and soul. This isn’t so easy , so simple as it sounds. No longer does simple silence work; no now I need to use my feminine wilds and tongue of malice to put a stud or sissy in his proper place. I tease them to the point of crying, then I back down and watch the tears flow as they begin see that NO, they will no be able to get anything out of me; then I begin to tease again.

That dragon is still there though, screaming and writhing for me to ride that hot stud cock rather than tease him in agony. She wants me to pump my self upon him while be belts out my name on the top of his lungs, longing to cum but wanting the pleasure of heaven continue, for he has never had a ride like this. She wants me to show him what a real orgasm is, while our bodies ride together in a cosmic storm of passion and rhythm of thunder.

It is hard to curb that dragonian urge, but suppress I must, for I can not show that I want it as much as he does. I must remain with the reigns in my hand, for submissive is not one of the goals that even the dragon has, though she rides that thin wire. The tiger and dragon will never be tamed but have different wishes and wants; its the balance that is hard to keep but this woman can manage.

My only question, what is your inner Gemini, and how can you tame it?

I then leave him on the couch for the night while I go cuddle in the comforts of my own bed; away from the lingering scent of old dirt roads and cheap hotels. I, instead, awake 3 hours later to the scent of burnt toast and runny scrambled eggs and overflowing ash trays. He is in the bath room this time, trying to mask the aroma of a wonderer. His heart may be with me, but his body craves the feel of pavement under his paws. This I respect, for I too hate the feeling of being tied down. I too need to break free of what is expected of me and tradition, only I don’t need to travel from place to place as the wind blows to achieve this. I choose to be sexually liberated and free from the rules that bind us socially. It is this that I wish to pass to Anthony, the feeling of true liberty. This is where I hatched my plot.

I sent one of my live in subbies to the kitchen to clean up the cowboy breakfast that Anthony attempted and neglected. Then I had him fetch Anthony some nice clothes from his own closet, for I was to show Anthony the time of a wild man’s life. When Anthony got cleaned up and dressed, my loyal subbie relayed my order that he meet me in my car downstairs, which he quickly obeyed with haste. Down the pewter stairs he trotted till he reached the passenger door. He asked where were we off to, but I remained silent. I went over mantras in my head and focused solely on the road and the task at hand. A heavy storm rolled over the Texas sky but nothing as fearsome as the hurricane in my eyes. I rushed like a mad woman till we were in the depths of a mesquite forest. Anthony’s eyes beat back and forth trying to gain his bearing but truth be told, I barely knew where we were.

It was here that I felt was right. I turned off the car and got out and headed deep into the forest till we could see no sight of the car or road. We playfully embraced and kissed while holding each other and our breathe quickening. Anthony’s 8 inches grew stiff under his blue jeans and I dug deep to release it. It was there in the thick of the woods that Anthony became my stud, barralling deep into the depths of my pussy and ass, making me shout his name to all of God’s creation, only no one could hear us.

By the time it was all over; leafs, moss, dirt and bramble covered our bodies like Adam and Eve. That sex in the rain, in the forest, was so invigorating that we left our tattered clothes on the ground and went back home, walking naked in the middle of broad; but cloudy, daylight for all to see.

Anthony of course left days later, but he returned quicker than usual this time. I think this past time I really opened his eyes!