My husband and I have been married for 5 years, and as for me, I have considered our sex together as “big.” I have done many things for my husband to make our sex interesting and not boring, like the role game, dress like a whore, and rape skits and on a few occasions they also took part in trio with my husband and another man.

I came home from work this Friday, feeling a bit vicious and moody for something wild and crazy. I went to the bedroom and undressed my work clothes, then in the bathroom for a relaxing bath.

The day began perfectly. I was going with the other girls in my school at a beach party in the afternoon. The senior class was launching a big cook on the beach to collect money for our school dance that arrives in about a month. I was part of one of the clubs responsible for buying food and refreshments. We had to be on the beach by 10:00 a.m. to prepare and prepare. The party would start at noon and last late at night. They would have had a little fire in the barn as soon as it was dark. I knew it would be a great day of fun and I couldn’t wait for it to start.

Sometimes you’re incredibly thirsty for sperm, but unfortunately straight men wander by refusing to give it to you. Although they have a large supply, they are greedy and for some reason macho refuse to let you suck their dick. I passed this obstacle, and all I needed was a few simple things: You see, in Canada they are much less shy for showing porn on TV, so I brought my friend there about 10 years ago, when we were both freshmen in college. We bought a lot of liquor and sat in the room drinking while watching porn on TV, both of us getting super-horny in the process. Luckily, he didn’t go to the bathroom, and he pulled the cargo off. It would have been a waste, and he was definitely horny enough to do it. I think alcohol made him a little too tired to get out of bed.

Last weekend we went cycling and stopped at our usual shelter. It is very popular bar with weekend bikers (not biker bands, but mostly professional people who like to put their Harley equipment and ride on weekends). It has an outdoor deck overlooking the parking lot, so you can watch all the motorcycles coming and going. There is a wooden fence of 8 feet around the parking lot with only some wooded lands behind it.

It was a cold, rainy day, october while I was sitting near the photo window waiting for the grocery boy to deliver my order. My thoughts were on my husband, who served in the marina, aboard an air carrier. He’d been gone for five months and I thought how much I missed his company, his conversation, his dick. We were married only for a month before the start of Ed’s tour and we made sure every minute counted. We must have fucked six times a day and in as many positions, during that month.