what would you do?

[HotWife78]

Hi everyone, I am here posting my own thread, at least trying to, lol. I'm new to this new thread thing, but anyway i have question?

I would like some ideas that you all may have on setting up romantic evenings, weekends or trips. Hmmm, maybe even setting up some erotic evenings, weekends or trips as well. I'm trying to see what other people do and what other's like.

Any ideas or stories are greatfully appreciated. Thanks so much

 

[horsie_gurl]

Hi everyone I am here posting my own thread at least trying lol new to this new thread thing but anyway i have question to start.

what do you recall a romantic day out or evening? How would you set it up or come about dong it? For you love one or if you want to use me that is fine. would love to know what kind of romantic people are out there you could tell me what you would like to do or what ever comes to mind

would love feed back

and if anyone have questions for me please feel free to ask i am open minded about anything

I'm a little confused about what you are asking. I would love to respond. Are you asking for a story of a real romantic day or evening, or come up with our own?

 

[SweetErika]

I'm a little confused about what you are asking. I would love to respond. Are you asking for a story of a real romantic day or evening, or come up with our own?

Me too.

HW78, it'd probably be helpful if you clarified why you're asking as well. For instance, are you looking for romantic ideas for your relationship or a story (if so, check out The Blank Manual sticky and these threads and/or see what the fine folks in the Story Ideas forum have to say), doing more of a survey of opinions, looking to meet/hook up with people you think are romantic (if so, Personals & The Playground might work better for you), or something else?

 

[HotWife78]

hey thanks for pointing that out to me ya it was confuseing what was i thinking lol ya i reposted it hope that helps i am new at this so sorry about that lol share anything you want feel free

 

[CtGuy99]

Francine...
Really showing off your illiteracy...

Come on, you can formulate better sentences than these feeble attempts...

 

[littlebitshe]

A date that comes to mind was the day that my hubby proposed to me.

On our first date, we spent the entire day & evening together. The day that he proposed to me, he recreated that entire day (our first date). The whole day wasn't exactly romantic, but it was more of the idea. He remembered every detail of our first date and recreated it for me. The day ended with us laying on a blanked in the park at about 9pm. He was laying behind me (on our sides). He then pulled the ring out of his pocket and put it in front of me. That part was so romantic... looking at the stars together and then the proposal!

So, I guess there are two ideas here....
1. Recreate your first date
2. Go lay in the park and look at the stars together

Have Fun!

 

[HotWife78]

wow that is realy romantic congradulations that is such a great storie thanks for sharing if any more feel free to post

 

[richxr7]

Francine...
Really showing off your illiteracy...

Come on, you can formulate better sentences than these feeble attempts...

Dude, thats a bit rude...........

Hottie, you keep doing what you do, you're the best

 

[CtGuy99]

Illiteracy...

Frannie - use your spell check at least.

Rich... man up.

 

[richxr7]

Illiteracy...

Frannie - use your spell check at least.

Rich... man up.

Seriously? Isn't there something else you can do than critique spelling. My god a mis-spell is a mis-spell. Anyway,
Happy St. Patrick's Day

 

[HotWife78]

Illiteracy...

Frannie - use your spell check at least.

Rich... man up.

Okay.... Let's just be positive and discuss the threads topic. Thanks

 

[geronimo_appleby]

Okay.... Let's just be positive and discuss the threads topic. Thanks

are we talking romance specifically, or can we include nasty/dirty too?

...i have some romance, but a lot more nasty/dirty.

 

[richxr7]

are we talking romance specifically, or can we include nasty/dirty too?

...i have some romance, but a lot more nasty/dirty.

She would like all different stories. Trust me, I'm her husband. Thanks

 

[geronimo_appleby]

She would like all different stories. Trust me, I'm her husband. Thanks

hmmmmm. stories i have lots of - not necessarily real life; is that okay?

 

[richxr7]

hmmmmm. stories i have lots of - not necessarily real life; is that okay?

Ya I think so, I think she's up to making plans of some sort.

 

[geronimo_appleby]

The club was filled with party people, happy, smiling, and not entirely sober. The music thumped; a deep resonance, like a heartbeat, that Della felt through the soles of her feet. "I'm too old for this," she muttered to herself and then grinned wryly, shaking her head at the ridiculousness. "I must be the oldest person in here."

A petite, blonde girl pushed her way through the press of people around the bar. She held a glass in each hand, mindful of the mob around her, wary for drunks who might jostle her and cause the drinks to spill.

"Here," said the girl and held out a glass.

"Thanks." Della was forced to raise her voice over the volume of the music. She took a sip of the gin and surveyed the room. Young people everywhere, she mused. Not one of the buggers is under twenty-five.

"You OK?"

Della turned; the girl's face was inches from her own. "It's a bit loud for me," she called in reply, her lips almost brushing the coracle of the girl's ear.

"Have a drink, loosen up, and enjoy yourself." The girl grinned, showing the pink tip of her tongue between pearlescent perfection of her teeth. The grin turned impish, "Maybe you'll pull." She winked and sipped at her drink.

Shocked at the audacity of her employee, Della frowned and shook her head. "Shall we sit down?" she suggested as a change of subject and looked about the bar from some place of refuge. Della spied a couple vacating a table and seized the opportunity.

As Della and her protégée weaved through the throng their progress was observed by two men.

"How about those two, Mr Smith?" The taller of the two asked.

"Abso-fucking-lutely Mr Jones," his companion replied.

"Which one?" asked Mr Jones, "cute blonde or the MILF?"

"MILF for me, dude. Nice legs, skirt short, but not too short..." He nodded his approval. "Yeah, I'll take the old bird, she looks dirty."

"All yours," the man labelled Jones acceded.

 

[geronimo_appleby]

Dion grinned. "Well, I don't know about you, but me..." She pointed to herself. "I'm going to have some fun. There's two gorgeous fellahs here -- one for you and one for me. Or, if you don't want Frankie, then I'll take them both." She shrugged, "They're both fit as fuck. Barry's got a nice, thick cock, or didn't you see it in the cab? Don't pretend like you wasn't looking, 'cos you so were."

"I saw," Della retorted, "but that's not the point. We don't know these..." Della stumbled over her choice of words. "...boys," she finished. "We don't know anything about them."

"What's to know?" Dion shrugged again. "I'm all horny now. Barry wants to give it to me..." Dion strode into the living room, leaving Della in the hall.

"I can't leave you, you silly girl," she called.

"Then stay," Dion abruptly called in return.

"Drink?" Frankie offered Della a glass just as Barry returned.

"Right then, what's what?" asked Barry, clapping his hands in anticipation.

"Where we left off in the cab, I think," Dion said plainly and pulled Barry down onto the sofa.

Della stood, the drink forgotten in her hand. Frankie sat in an armchair and sipped his drink while Dion fished his friend's cock out into view, and then, with a lascivious lick of her lips, she bent to the task of sucking it back to full erection.

"I said it was big," she grinned triumphantly and waggled Barry's cock in her fist. "A big cock to suck -- I love it. And you know what else, Della?" She paused. "I bet it's going to feel so good when I get fucked by it too."

"Jesus," murmured Barry. Dion was unlike any girl he'd known before. She appeared to have no inhibitions. Her lewd language... All that was pushed to the back of his mind however, for a moment later, Dion was slobbering over his penis again. As the girl sucked at him, her fingers were busy manipulating the length of him that wasn't in her mouth. "Fucking hell," he grimaced. "What a goer!"

"You like me sucking you?" Dion grinned at him. "Am I a bad enough girl for you?" She slapped the underside of Barry's cock against her cheek. The sound of flesh slapping flesh, and the smears of saliva and pre-come on Dion's pretty face caused Barry to groan and roll his eyes.

"Yes, darlin'." He sighed. "You're great at sucking cock."

 

[HotWife78]

hi

hey thanks so much for shareing your story it could be about real life or fake or anything you want it to be i enjoy anything could be what ever you want it to be story poems things you might want to do to me or anyone thanks alot for sharing and keep them cumming lol i mean comeing lol heehee

Francine

------>-------<@ here are a rose for everyone that writes on this page thanks for everything looking forward for seeing more xoxox

 

[subwannabe]

Wear something sexy, hot, and revealing while out in public with your husband.

 

[HotWife78]

hi

like what? and what would you want me to wear if i was with you give me hints please heehee

 

[christian1971]

Romantic place!!!

You want a romantic place and it's not far from you if you still live in NJ about hour and a half. Go to peddlers village, they have a website www.peddlersvillage.com if it doesnt work just put the name ( peddlersvillage ) then dot com

 

[subwannabe]

In particular wear something with great cleavage. I don't mean something that shows a little but something that shows a good amount from every angle and a lot more from certain vantage points like when you bend over. Also, legs are very nice. Wear a short dress or skirt and put on some hose.

 

[HotWife78]

hi

thanks for all your great ideas and storyies keep them comming

 

[geronimo_appleby]

Dion resumed her slurping. She wriggled and writhed until her tiny denim skirt was rucked around her waist. Then, lying on her side, her tight breasts squashed against Barry's thigh, her eyes watching for Della's reaction, she slowly, deliberately, spread her legs, exposing the crimson pout of her sex.

"Oh my god..." Frankie whispered and took a huge draught from his glass. He squirmed in his seat, transfixed by the scene in front of him. He and Barry had shared some adventures, but this went beyond anything he'd experienced previously. However all remnants of cockiness shown by Messrs Smith and Jones had dispersed like an early morning mist under a morning sun. He glanced at Della who remained rooted to the spot, her drink untouched, but whose mouth hung agape with the shock of what she was witnessing.

Dion, breaking away from Barry's penis for a moment, peeled up her close fitting top and pulled it over her head. She reached round and unclipped her bra, exposing her breasts. "I think my tits are so cute," Dion said, momentarily self-absorbed. "Suck them, suck my tits," she urged. "Lick my nipples. "Bite them -- go on," she demanded.

 

[geronimo_appleby]

Della..." Dion croaked as Barry held her breasts, licking and chewing at the pebble sized teats. "Why don't you play with Frankie?" Dion thrust her chin towards the man across the room. "Because if you don't play with him..." Her eyes shone and her grin turned sly. "If you don't play with him, well, I suppose I'll just have to invite him over here. He can suck my pussy while I give Barry the blow job of his life."

The older woman stared at Dion for a long moment. Then she glanced down at Frankie. Frankie's eyes met her own.

"Sorry, Della," he apologised. "But this is just too hot. I know you're a nice lady, but..." He gave up the explanation. He was just too aroused. The sight of Dion's lean body, her tanned skin, those breasts -- high and proud -- her licentious use of language, the sound of her slurping, the strands of saliva hanging like threads from her chin... It was all too much and Frankie unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He lifted his buttocks from the seat and yanked the denim down, taking his boxer shorts along too. His already erect penis sprang into view. "Yes," he sighed in ecstasy as he took several brisk tugs at his meat. "Go for it Dion."

"You dirty fucker," Dion grinned when she saw Frankie's shaft in his hand. "Tug that fucking thing. Make it all big and hard." She indicated Della with a dismissive toss of her head. "If she won't suck it, I'll be over in a minute. I'll lick it for ya."

Frankie looked up at Della again. The woman continued to just stand there, transfixed, immobile as though she had lost the power of movement, as though she were frozen in time.

"Come on, Del," Dion invited. "Come on, come down here and take a little taste." Dion had left Barry on the sofa and was now knelt on the carpet in front of Frankie's chair. She had taken control of Frankie's prick and was slowly sliding her fist up and down the shaft. "Come on, Del," she coaxed. "It won't bite. Look at it. It's gorgeous. Come on, just a taste, that's all, just one..." Dion dabbed her tongue at the purple cock head. "Tiny..." Dab. "Taste..." Dion let Frankie's dick flop against his taut belly. She stood; still wearing her shoes, and took the three paces to where Della stood. "Come on, Del," she purred, smoothing a hand through the older woman's bobbed hair. "Come and share it with me."

"Dion... I..." Della's expression was one of confusion.

"Shh," the girl soothed. "It'll be fine, come on."

Leading a reluctant Della by the hand, Dion once again knelt before Frankie. Della joined her, kneeling to one side.

Neither man spoke. Frankie literally held his breath, while Barry sat opposite with slack-jawed amazement daubed across his face. Dion held Frankie's cock upright, gave several slow tugs and held it ready. She then touched Della's shoulder with her other hand and indicated with a nod of her head that Della should take a taste.

"I don't believe I'm doing this..." Della shook her head. "This can't be happening. I'm old enough to be their mother. And you..? You're my employee."

Nevertheless, with the ache of lust in the pit of her stomach, and with great trepidation still, Della bent forward. Her lips parted as her head moved towards Frankie's cock. She swallowed heavily, and then, with a final sideways glance at the expectant Dion, she took the dome between her lips.