Our chat is not working so those of you that can be creative read the large print [B]Y[/B]ou [B]A[/B]ll [B]H[/B]ave [B]O[/B]ther [B]O[/B]ptions for cwifedou is there too.We are a secure couple, he loves to watch me be pleasured by others. Others may be male, female or maybe a combination of both. We perfer that he is allowed to watch, possibly take some pics or video the session. She will meet without him for special occasions, he will not participate except in extreame situations at your request. Prefer you to be open minded free thinkers, show us something different, exoticlly erotic is right for us.

My Ideal Person You must be upbeat, open to new ideas, have some thing positive to bring to the playing, not be a bully, rude or otherwise negitive. Of course we would like for you to be unique, an individual who wants what is best for all involved, willing to play certin roles for us, and fun.

What are your favorite musicians or bands?:
Meat Loaf, Loving spoonfuls, Cheap Trick, Tobey Keith,
Faith Hill, Bon Jovi, Sugar Land, Lynard Sky

Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
This fnatasy inspired by my new freind Max. <br><br>
The Lawnboy <br><br>
<br><br>
I’ve developed a real familiarity which Max. He was in my
class years ago. We stayed friendly. He’s been cutting
my lawn for 7 or 8 years now and its no big deal for him to just
pop in the house and use the bathroom or raid the fridge for
a soda when he’s done doing the lawn. Over the Years I’ve
been watching him develop and grow up from a scrawny 10-year-old
kid to a handsome young man. With a handsome knockout smile
that puts everyone who ever meets him instantly at ease.
<br><br>
He always comes in the house after finishing the lawn to
BS or have a snack. After a while he says he has to head out
and then I pay him for the job and off he goes... this has been
our routine for years. I have always given him a generous
tip. I know he’s usually working towards saving for something
he wants. When he was 10 it was a bike at 14 a computer, and
at 16 a car. <br><br>
After his High School graduation the summer drifted by
and this was going to be one of the last times Max would cut
my lawn before this 18 year old embarked on his Ivy League
freshman adventure. Several prestigious schools courted
him. As an academic he had success written all over him and
everyone seemed to know it. <br><br>
I end up watching him as he works, his cut-ff shorts a bit
too short with holes in the ass. Max’s muscular legs were
glistening from the sweat of the days work. I catch my breath
as he effortlessly lifts off the grass bag to dump it in the
compost pile. Every muscle group perfectly defined beneath
his tight t-shirt. I touch myself as he removes his shirt
and hangs it from his back pocket. He has the smallest patch
of hair leading like a trail down his bellybutton to the
waistband of his briefs a mysterious bulge is outlined
by his tight holey shorts. <br><br>
I reach into my shorts and begin to rub my hard swollen clit.
I gently squeeze it between my fingers as I stroke it. I imagine
it’s Max’s fingers touching me. I feel him pushing aside
my silky black thong to caress me and dip between my soaking
wet slit. I bring myself to a quick orgasm imagining what
was hidden behind that denim. My nipples tingle and ache
at the thought of exploring his body or the thought of his
perfect mouth sucking hungrily at my breasts. Coming out
of my orgasmic haze I realize I watched him cut the whole
lawn. It went by in an instant. And now he’s almost to the
door coming into the kitchen as usual. Flushed and hurried
I pull my hand out of my pants. The last thing I need is my former
student catching me masturbating. <br><br>
As the screen door opens this handsome man walks into my
kitchen. What a revelation to realize that he’s not that
little boy anymore. He’s grown into a sizable young man.
One I’m sure all the girls line-up to swoon or get his attention.
All grown up and a handsome jock cutting lawns for extra
cash so he can take his little cheerleaders out for hand
jobs. I bet the girls are begging to give this guy blowjobs.
I wonder if he’s ever had a decent one? He’s never mentioned
any one girl before. There is no one he’s taken a serious
interest in at least when I’ve asked. <br><br>
He comes into the kitchen his usually jolly self and leans
on the counter as I pretend to finish the dishes. I can feel
my cheeks are still flushed and warm…my dark hair falling
into my face as I try to carry on an innocent conversation
after bringing myself to excruciating height thinking
about this young man. He stands so near me as we chat. I smell
the summer sunshine effects on his skin. That musky clean
smell that comes from a good days work. <br><br>
It’s the usual stupid chitchat about his college plans
and who it was that he took to the Prom this year. The banter
continues to goes back and forth between us. I finish the
dishes and get him a sandwich to snack on. As he sits at the
kitchen table. Now I see that little boy again sitting there
eating a bologna sandwich, I can’t help myself I tousle
his hair on the top of his head. He laughs and cracks, “Hey
Mrs. T watch the hair… I’m not 10 anymore.” We both laugh
but I'm not really paying attention my mind is racing
elsewhere.... <br><br>
I debate with myself, “I want this young man…. But would
he want some woman 15 years older then him. I’m not that hard
on the eyes. Oh, Hell, it’s worth a try. Hubby’s sexual interests
have begun to wane. I’m in better shape now than in High school,
definitely more flexible and better-experienced…Hey,
the worst that could happen is he says no…nothing gained
nothing lost." <br><br>
I go to get his money. He stands and puts his plate in the sink
for me then leans on the counter waiting for his payment.
I turn and ask him if it he has change for a $20. He doesn't
...so I explain that I won't be able to give him his usual
tip. I hand him the $20 but my fingers linger in his palm and
ask, <br><br>
“Can I can do something else for a tip this week?” I slide
other hand and seductively caress his thigh, “How about
a really good blow job instead?” I ask with a sly smile. <br><br>
He laughs nervously, “heh heh heh...very funny Mrs.T don't
worry about the tip. You can pay me next week.” <br><br>
“Aren’t you leaving for college soon? Oh Max, I can't
in good conscience let you leave like that…Please let me
try and persuade you.” <br><br>
My hand moves to the lump forming quickly in his cutoffs.
I see the look in his eyes...he starts to say no and hesitates.
Instead his hands reach for me, He cradles my face and pulls
me up to his body for a kiss.... <br><br>
We seem to move in slow motion our tongues dancing and exploring.
Each burning kiss elicits whimpers from deep within me.
There I such passion in this boys kisses, a need, a fervor
I hadn’t felt in years. It feels so good to be wanted. <br><br>
My hands drift back and massage his ass as he wraps his arms
around me. He pulls me in to him harder, grinding my body
into his. Stepping back I pick up his shirt and he quickly
removes it...I kiss my way down his chest.... he smells
like sweat and cut-grass.... whew, that gets me hot. I swirl
my tongue around his nipples and work my way to his waistband.
Oh following that little hair trail I so eagerly wished
to explore before, and now…here I am. My tongue traces down
to the front of his shorts. My fingers and hands explore
each hole in the fabric of his ratty shorts gently tickling
and probing any exposed skin I can find. With my mouth I blow
hot air through the front of the fabric of his shorts making
his cock strain and his breath quicken. I rub my cheeks on
the bulge looking up to make sure he's watching. <br><br>
He is shifting uncomfortably. The shorts seem to be way
too tight now. He is so hard the tip of his cock is peaking
out the bottom of his shorts. I take my tongue so slowly tickle
the tip and then kiss it gently. <br><br>
I undo his shorts its just like I imagined...briefs. I pull
down his shorts and they sit at his ankles... I tease him
again through the briefs but this time when I blow the air
through the fabric the reaction is much more apparent and
strong, his groans inflame me...I throb in anticipation
of him in my mouth. I suck and blow all along his shaft the
thin fabric the only thing between us <br><br>
He tries in vain to put his hands on my head to lead me...I
grab his hands. They are so strong and masculine and tell
him to, <br><br>
“Sit back and enjoy at my pace, Max...keep your hands on
the counter, lover.” <br><br>
He chuckles and says, “Yes, Mrs.” <br><br>
I suck the skin all around his briefs and finally grab the
waistband and slowly pull them down. His cock is rock hard
and ready. It sticks straight out bobbing and swaying in
front of my wanton mouth. I massage his thighs and look up
at him as I lick just the tip of his head. He appears to be a
well-hung 10inches. And as tall as he is it a perfect height
for blowjobs. His breath is shallow and quick. His perfect
six-pack quivering with the strain I’ve put on his control.
His eyes are half closed but watching my every move. Licking
my lips, I begin by wrapping my hot hand around the base of
his shaft and lick up the underside to the top lingering
to lick that drop of precum that has formed. <br><br>
“Oooooooohhh my…” is all he is able to say. <br><br>
I circle along the rim of his head round and round tickling
the under edge listening to his groans and smiling to myself.
I rub my hot cheeks up one side of his exposed shaft then the
other. I kiss the tip of his head.... wrapping my lips around
it. Moving my tongue in quick circles. I love to tease when
I play. I go lower and explore his balls with my tongue...making
him gasp. <br><br>
Holding his shaft straight out I open my mouth wide and slide
my mouth over his cock as far as I can go before allow my burning
hot mouth to wrap around his taut flesh...he almost comes
from just that. I suck and my tongue dances as I withdraw
him.... his moans are so intoxicating my pace is slow and
deliberate.... I am milking his cock for this orgasm...it's
going to be tremendous. <br><br>
I begin to move faster and gently massage his balls. His
hands leave the counter I can feel them gingerly combing
through my hair trying to lead me without making me stop.
He has a tortured hesitant look in his face his mouth is open
and he is panting from the exertion. His pelvis thrusting
forward furiously trying to help maintain our rhythm.
I look up and the edges of my mouth smile a bit. I won't
stop now and now he knows it. The look of hesitation becomes
one of total desire. Every time the head of his cock brushes
the back of my throat he grunts and groans. Oh how this excites
me. I begin to moan myself. I begin to finger my clit as I suck.
My pussy is soaked and throbbing from the small orgasms
I get while I give him head and now with the help of my hand
I am building up an incredible climax trying to match Max’s
rhythm towards a syncopated orgasm. My moans add extra
vibrations up and down his shaft as our pace become more
and more furious. <br><br>
My head is bobbing faster and deeper on Max’s cock as my hand
strokes and rubs my clit into frenzy. We are so close now.
He can hardly stand up from the strain and his knees are beginning
to give out. His one hand leave my head to help keep him up
on the counter. The other pulls at my head causing me to swallow
him deeper just as he releases. I can feel his thighs tighten
and his cock seems to momentarily get harder in my mouth
for an instant before I feel a pulse that travels across
my tongue and up his shaft. I continue to suck slowly and
deeply as I feel his hot come hitting the back of my throat
and I hold his cock deep in my mouth as he releases over and
over and over again. Swallowing I push my orgasm over the
peak at the same moment. I whimper and whine as my throbs
of pleasure radiate from my clit to every part of my extremities.
I gently lick and suck his cock as it softens in my mouth.
When I finally do release him from my hungry mouth his legs
give out completely and he is now kneeling in front of me
breathless on the floor <br><br>
“Now that.... was an awesome tip!” he laughs quite out of
breath. “Mrs. T I'd like to give all my other tips back
and trade them in next time.” he jokes. <br><br>
“I’m not sure if I’m through with you yet, Max…I think you
may need a tutor…or possibly a mentor. What do you think?”
<br><br>
“I think I’ve been a terrible student and need the guidance
of a veteran teacher to get me ready for college…” he says
with a wink and that handsome cavalier smile followed by
a warm searching kiss

What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Giving Oral Sex, Receiving Oral Sex, Toys (Vibrators/Dildos/etc.), Light Bondage, Role Playing, Threesomes, Mutual Masturbation, Food Play, Making Home "Movies", Participating in Erotic Photography, Voyeurism, Handcuffs/Shackles

Ever fantasized about having sex with a celebrity? Who? What turns you on about them?:
Yes mark has had a fantasy for the longest time with Halle
Berry, I would love that too she has a perfect body and is
so exoctic.

Have you ever had cybersex?:
I've tried it, but it's just not the same.

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