Her gentle vibrator had been massaging her clit for ten minutes, while I whispered in her ear about what it would be like for her to fuck cock after cock. A roomful of men, all different shapes and sizes, some thicker, some longer, some curved, some arrow-straight, taking her one after another.

She gripped her massive black dildo in her hand, stroking it from tip to balls. I took the vibrator from her and put her hand on my aching cock. One in each hand, she worked them up and down, up and down.

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This young girl’s clit is tender, pink and so sensitive. His soft, buttery fingers tease and caress it while she looks on with flirty eyes.

I love the way the orgasm seems to take her by surprise. All at once, her head drops back, and she’s lost in a series of soft moans. Her pussy contractions are luscious.

This clip is one of my favorite from http://www.bubblegirls.com, a site well worth an occasional subscription. You can check out the preview clip here: http://www.youporn.com/watch/28706/great-orgasm/

The wife and I were having a nooner yesterday, when I realized the blinds were wide open. One of our bedroom windows points right at the front porch.

We had placed several online shopping orders within the last week, and over the last couple days we’ve been receiving a package or two per day, delivered right to our doorstep. Several more were still pending.

“What if the UPS man came to the door right now?” I asked her. “He couldn’t help but see …”

She replied with a deep “Uhhhhhhnnn …”, and, surprisingly, spread her legs as wide as she could, locking her knees and pointing her toes into full splits, legs open like a bird’s outstretched wings. I obligingly fucked the tenderness between those luscious legs, fucked and fucked and fucked, while she reveled in the fantasy I had suggested to her.

So THIS is how she’d want to be seen by the UPS man — not just being fucked, but showing herself as open as humanly possible to the fucking. Such a pretty, open bird. Just awesome.

I travel a fair amount on business, and love nothing more at night than to hear couples fucking in nearby rooms. It’s rare, having only happened a handful of times over scores of trips, but it’s SO exciting when it does.

Most recently, I arrived back at my hotel from a client dinner at about 11PM. (Virtually every time I’ve overheard sex in a hotel, it’s been at 11PM — must be the fucking hour.) I always walk silently down the hall, listening for sounds coming from the doors I pass. Sure enough, from the door across the hall from my room, I heard unmistakable, soft female cries.

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Our across-the-street neighbors are full-on rednecks — pickup, ladder and windmill sculpture in the yard, motorcycle on the porch, the full deal. We’ve waved to one another as we’ve entered and exited our driveways, but we’ve never spoken.

The woman of the house is about 45, with flaming red hair and the biggest thighs I’ve seen on a woman her size — seriously, she looks a hybrid creation a mad scientist stitched together from the petite half of one woman and the plump bottom of another. On one hand, the redneck aspect of their household is gruesome, but I’m a sucker for alternative body types. What would it be like to fuck a woman with a tiny waist, small tits but massive thighs and ass? (The bubba across the street with the walrus mustache obviously knows — maybe I should just ask him.)

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I recently subscribed to the long-heralded Abby Winters site (which I’ll review fully later), from which I have downloaded many yummy clips. But this clip, which I downloaded the first day of my subscription, kept me masturbating every day for a week before I could move on to another.

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Sexual role-playing with a partner never really appealed to me. I had always pictured dumb ‘you be the saucy nurse, I’ll be the naughty doctor’ scenarios, which really didn’t do anything for me.

However, about a year ago, my wife and I started talking to each other during sex about people who turned us on, and it’s been by far the most exciting addition to our sex life in years. I remember the day it started. I had errands to run on a weekend day, and she wanted to take a dance class. I dropped her at the class, and came back an hour later to retrieve her. I walked into the lobby to find her chatting with the women from the freshly completed class. This is hippy-style dance — no Jane Fonda stuff here — so there were many curvy girls in leotard tops and yoga pants. They glistened with sweat, had rosy, flushed cheeks, and were still breathing hard from the exertion of class. I had never met them before, so I walked around the lobby, shaking sweaty, soft hands, locking eyes, smiling and flirting, drinking in the details of each woman.

On the drive home, she told me how proud she was to introduce me to her classmates, and how they had said in the past they wanted to meet me. I told her she was a lucky girl to be able to spend an hour flowing and moving with all those different bodies. Dance has always made her feel grounded in her body, and she was feeling proud of me, so as soon as we arrived home, she pulled me down on the bed. Eager to reciprocate — and glowing with secret memories of the roomful of panting, soft women — I tore off our clothes and was soon making slow, luscious love to her.

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OK, for all my carrying on about sex as a dialogue between people, how could it be that my all-time favorite porn clip is a woman being fucked by a machine?

For me, it’s all about the orgasm. I’m fascinated by the female orgasm, watching a woman be swept away into a realm of feeling so intense she’s completely unaware of her facial expressions, her body motions, or anything beyond the delicious, overwhelming feeling between her legs. And this is one intense orgasm.

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