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Date: Fri, 16 Sep 88 14:47:48 EDT

Perverts and Weirdos Digest, v.1 #8 (ROT13)	Sat Sep  3 11:29:57 EDT 1988


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Subject: Family Fun
Date: 30 Aug 88 10:07:25 PDT (Tue)
From: malebox
Contact: malebox

Dear readers,

I recently had a wild time with my wife I'd like to tell you
about.  Betsy and I are in our mid-to-late thirties, and we're both 
about average in the looks department.  She's 5'4" with beautiful 34"
breasts and is in good shape despite her insistance that giving birth
to a daughter 15 years ago by her first marriage has added a 
wrinkle here and there.  I'm 5'11", slim and not unattractive.  We work 
out regularly at the local gym which I think helps both the body and 
mind stay young.

Betsy is one of the hottest women I've ever known, as well as a bit 
of an exhibitionist.  Sometimes when we look into each other's eyes we 
drop everything we're doing and start to fuck.  It's really intense! 
Often this occurs while her daughter Jennifer is nearby.  Like the time 
Betsy was making dinner in the kitchen.  I snuck up behind her and began 
to caress her pussy gently while standing in back of her as she was 
preparing a roast.  She stared back at me lustily, turned around to 
face me and allowed me to lift her skirt.  In moments I had pulled her 
panties down off her shapely legs while she had deftly unzipped me and 
begun to stroke my rapidly hardening dick, which had pre-seminal fluid 
already starting to ooze from it.

We both knew that Jenny was in the living room watching television,
but we didn't want to sneak off somewhere else.  We just couldn't
stop ourselves.  We had to have each other at that moment, and so we
did!  Betsy is a loud moaner and I'm sure her daughter (whom I
consider mature both physically and mentally for a 15 year-old) could
hear every syllable.  These kinds of sexual adventures happen often
to us, which probably helped lead to what occurred recently at the
drive-in theater.

There were four of us - myself, Betsy, Jennifer and her 17 year-old
boyfriend Thomas, innocently going off to see a 'Ninja' series of
movies at a local drive-in.  We arrived around 8:30 p.m., armed with
blankets, popcorn, candy and soda pop.  It was still a bit light
outside so we took care of the more mundane tasks like visiting the
restroom, attaching the speaker to the car window and buying even
more snacks at the concession stand.  Then we volleyed for who could
have the back seat during the movies.  That's not much of a prize in
a 4-door Chevy Citation with a front bench style seat, but it seemed
to mean more to the kids than to us,  so they stayed in back and
grabbed one of the blankets as the night started to cool down, while
Betsy and I did the same up front.

Within less than twenty minutes of the first movie,  Betsy was
kissing me in a very passionate manner and my rear view mirror
revealed that Jennifer and Thomas were of the same mind.  They had
kissed in our presence before, so Betsy and I didn't give it another
thought and continued our own explorations.  Betsy's hands, hidden
under our blanket, were exploring my pants for my belt buckle.  She
soon had it loosened and with a bit of wriggling on my part, lowered
my pants to my ankles.  Feeling slightly self-concious knowing
that the only view my step-daughter and her boyfriend had were of us 
from the neck up, I decided to remove my shirt, shoes and sox and 
allowed my pants to fall completely to the floor.  Betsy had prepared for 
this evening by wearing a dress without panties, pantyhose or bra 
underneath, so we snuggled even closer, our breathing getting much heavier 
and our hands roaming freely over each others bodies.

The sound from the movie was filling the car with distracting yells
and screams, so I turned the speaker down low.  My ears almost immediately
picked up soft moans emanating from the back seat.  Betsy's eyes had
been closed but she opened them wide as she began to hear Jenny and
Thomas moving about in the back seat, accompanied by wet kissing
sounds and more soft moans.  Not wanting to break what seemed like an
extremly erotic moment, I began to kiss Betsy very hard and wet,
using my tongue to attempt to communicate that I would like things to
continue without interruption.  As if she could read my mind she
understood my unspoken gestures.  Although we were not watching Jenny
and her boyfriend,  we could imagine how they were feeling.  This,
mixed with their increasingly louder moaning caused us to mash our
mouths together as if we had just discovered sex.  Betsy's arms were
wrapped around my neck, and although I attempted to glance into the
back seat to quench my voyeuristic thirst,  she would sense the
movement of my head and further tighten her arms.  She was enjoying
this even more than I was!

Soon, curiosity got the better of us both; actually it was Betsy who
first broke our kiss and glanced into the back seat, illuminated only
by the distant flickering of the outdoor movie screen.  Her mouth
opened as if she were about to speak, but instead just stared in
awe.  Then I also looked to see what was happening.  Jenny was laying
on her back, her dress bunched up at her waist, no panties and 
breasts exposed. Her naked, almost hairless young pussy was puffy
and swollen, glistening with wetness.  She had one foot on the floor
of the car, presumably to steady herself on the narrow seat, while
her red lips were literally glued to her boyfriend's mouth. 
He had the rest of his body propped up directly above her, arms straight.  
He also had one foot on the floor for balance while she held his naked 
cock in one hand, pointing it at her pussy, only inches away, while her 
other arm was wrapped tightly around his neck to prevent the kiss from
breaking. Betsy and I were spellbound as we watched Thomas slowly
lower himself closer and closer to her hole, her hand guiding his
erect cock directly to the entrance of her outer cunt lips.  

Time seemed to come to a standstill.  Betsy began to murmer very
softly, "Oh my God, he's going to fuck her! Oh God, Oh God".  My heart
was beating a mile a minute and the erotic sensations coursing
through my body caused so much adreneline to flow that I thought I
might start to cum without even touching my hard-on. By this time, 
Betsy was completely engrossed in watching them, on her knees and
quietly staring over the edge of the back of the seat.  I immediately
positioned myself behind her and with my left hand on her butt,
reached around the front of her with my other hand, and went straight to
work on her pussy. I began to gently massage the area around her clit as 
she watched the scene in the back seat.  Betsy was so wet it was as if she
had pissed in my hand. (for all I know, she might have, in the
excitement of the moment!!)

Betsy's legs began to slowly spread apart as my fingers continued diddling,
and I quickly positioned my body directly behind hers, aiming my cock
between her legs as we approached a doggy style position.  It was all
happening so fast, yet I felt the need to move slowly to avoid
startling Betsy out of this totally erotic moment.  But I needn't
have worried.  As the fabric on the back of her dress came in contact
with my chest, I tried as best as I could under the circumstances
(our bodies were literally shaking with passion) to time the
insertion of my cock into her pussy as we watched Thomas' smaller yet
equally hard cock enter Jenny.  Within moments both males
were fully inside their partners. "Oh, sweetheart...", Betsy
whispered to me as I slowly started to pump inside of her,
"...what...if..she...gets...pregnant?" Each word came out more slowly
than the last, for Betsy was now so far gone into the sheer erotism
of the moment I think (and she confirmed it later) she would rather
have died than interrupt Jennifer and Thomas.  Betsy's head began to
thrash about and her moans became louder.  Jenny also began to moan
and groan as she ground her little mons harder and harder against
Thomas' pelvic region.  

Then all of a sudden Betsy stopped me, moving away far enough to
cause my cock to slip out of her wet cunt.  She turned her head and
looked deeply into my eyes more passionately than ever before.  I saw
her right hand swiftly move towards her pussy, placing her thumb and
two fingers in as deeply as they could go.  I wondered what she was
doing but within moments saw, in her hand, that she had removed her
diaphragm!  She held it up to my eyes for a moment and whispered
shakily, "I need to feel your cum squirting inside my womb....Oh God,
I want it like Jenny.  Do it lover...pleeease!".  As she dropped it
onto the car seat,  my eyes caught Jenny's and I saw a broad smile
appear as she looked back at me.  Well, I was too far gone to worry
about either girl getting pregnant, and the idea of pure lust without
any devices in the way seemed the greatest turn-on I had ever
experienced.  I shut all negative thoughts out of my mind, Betsy
turned back to watch her daughter fucking and I slipped myself back
into her glorious pussy, now completely unfettered. Betsy began to 
almost scream as she had one orgasm after another.  "God!", she cried 
and almost simultaneously Jenny screamed, "Oh God! Oh Fuck!"

Both Jenny and Betsy were transformed into wild women.  Betsy humped
back at me as I began to cum in spurts that surely would have hit the
car roof, had my cock not been buried deep within her.  Thomas was
also into the spirit of things as he grabbed a hard hold of Jenny's
tits and yelled, "I'm gonna cum....I'm gonna cum!... shit..oh shit,
Jenny...inside of you!"  Jenny was almost in tears as she used every
last bit of energy to continue pumping against Thomas, yelling 
"Yes....Yes....Yes!" She had obviously caught her mother's spirit, for
when I saw Thomas attempting to pull out as he was about to unload a huge
amount of sperm, Jennifer immediately tightened her legs around his waist 
when she sensed that he might ejaculate in any spot other than deeply 
inside of her.  Meanwhile, Betsy reached behind and grabbed my balls, 
squeezing gently but firmly, causing me to unload even more cum.  At this, 
I lost all control of my bodily functions and let out another groan 
accompanied by a squirt of piss.  I tried to stop it but I could barely 
catch my breath.  I was feeling faint, spacy and fantastic, all at the 
same time.  

My whole body became ultra-sensitive and any touch was almost
unbearable.  This lasted for about 30 seconds or so as Betsy moved
into a crouched position in front of me.  Using her hands but not
saying a word, she guided my body in such a way that I was squatting
in a comfortable sitting position, legs tucked under me, facing her. 
My cock was still in its most erect state ever, dripping with gobs of
cum and droplets of urine and cunt juice.  Noisily, Betsy began to
suck on my cock with total abandon, using our mutual cum as a
lubricant.  She had no reservations about what she was tasting as her
head bobbed madly up and down.  Her breasts had fallen out of her
dress and were erotically swaying to and fro as she used
her mouth and tongue.  Soon my prick was glistening with
saliva, and the post-cum sensitivity I had felt was replaced with
those of erotic sensations.  

While I was enjoying a glorious blowjob,  I straighted my back to
peer over the seat to watch Jennifer bringing Thomas' cock back to
life in the very same fashion.  She had obviously done more than 
listen to her mother's lovemaking; she appeared as knowledgable as
Betsy in the blowjob catagory as well as using the same hand and
mouth techniques.  Thomas starting yelling "shit.." again and I
watched Jenny swallow all he had to offer.  Lord, if this is heaven,
don't let it stop, I thought to myself.  But stop it did, for within
three minutes I also began to groan loudly, syncronized in time to the
second spurting of my cum that evening.  This time Betsy wanted to
watch, so at the very moment of my orgasm, she released my cock into
the free air, keeping her face close intending to let it spray milky
liquid wherever she aimed it.  Again she grabbed my balls, gently
twisting them as if to milk out any remaining drops in which to
decorate her beautiful body with.  Pumping fast with one hand and
delicately ball twisting with the other, I came and came.  Two strong
spurts in her hair,  one onto her left cheek and several weaker ones
onto her tits, she looked completely satisfied.  I certainly was!  I
leaned back and saw the desire and love in her eyes as I slowly grew
soft.  The second movie was almost over and there were four exhausted
people in my car.  We went home then, first dropping off Thomas and
then to our place where Betsy instructed Jenny in the fine art of 
douching out any remaining sperm.

Betsy and I have always enjoyed pretty wild sex, so to speak,
and have engaged in some 'interesting' 8*) sexcapades that I 
may share with other readers of pwdigest.  Looking back on the 
drive-in, it probably was foolish.....  fortunately no one got 
pregnant;  Betsy is against abortion and so am I.  (We've made 
sure that Jenny is on the Pill now.)  On the other hand, there 
could be worse things in this wonderful, sexy world than making 
babies.  And I've always enjoyed suckling breasts full of milk!!

Sincerly,
malebox (contact forwarding name) 

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Date: Tue, 30 Aug 88 13:07:34 EDT
Subject: Another Bondage Couple
From: M&M

Like Robert & Susan, we are into bondage.  Actually, it is I who am into
bondage, and my wife participates primarily because it thrills me,
though she does enjoy herself.  Unlike Robert & Susan, however, we are
into "love bondage" - secure but gentle bondage, intended to restrain
rather than cause discomfort or pain.   Sometimes I tie her up,
sometimes she ties me up.  Typically, we will start with foreplay, then
one of us will tie up the other.  When she ties me, she usually just
ties my hands behind my back, and occasionally ties my ankles to the
bed, which is a bit tricky since we do not, sadly, have a bed with
bedposts.  She does not generally like having her hands tied behind her,
so I usually either tie them in front attatched to a rope around her
waist, or apart to the corners of the bed.  (Once, I did put her in a
hogtie with her ankles crossed, inspired by a photo spread in Bondage
Life.  She lay on her stomach and I stroked her ass and clit - she had a
great orgasm.)  After I tie her, I lick and stroke her to orgasm, and
then fuck her.  I untie her right after that and we cuddle.  When she
ties me, she licks and strokes my cock, sometimes until I come,
sometimes until I am close; then she sits on top of me and fucks me. 

I like both sides, giving and receiving.  I really love having my cock
stroked and licked while tied.  The sensations I feel are very strong,
and, without restraint, I reach a point where I can't take any more and
push her away.  Tied up, I can't do that and have to "endure" the
pleasure. 

One thing I am looking for are ways to stimulate more interest on my
wife's part.  She does like some of the pictures and letters in Bondage
Life.  She also likes erotic videos, so I would like to find some which
include bondage.  The Bondage Life people offer a number of videos, but
there is no real sex.  "The Story of O" was something of a turn-on,
but there was too much pain for either of our tastes.  Any ideas?

M & M

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Date: Wed, 31 Aug 88 22:13:04 EDT
Subject: Yet Another Fun Couple
From: Froh
Contact: froh

Jane and I have been together for a long time, and have evolved a
variety of techniques, explorations, etc., which have done wonders in
terms of keeping our sex lives exciting. 

We tend to plan for special evenings where one of us indulges in 
their own fantasy, the other submitting to their plans and wishes.
One such evening occurred recently, as it was my birthday, and so I
was the one 'in charge.' We had reservations at a reasonably elegant
local restaurant, at a comfortably late hour. We had a quiet drink
at home while we were dressing, just to smooth out leftover edges,
and I then gave Jane her dress for the evening: a silky full-length
'wraparound' that was fastened with a sash, arranged loosely so that
any real leaning would expose her breasts. The only thing else that I
gave her to wear was some calf-high nylons, black high heels, and
her pearls. She was noticably nervous about venturing forth in such
a state, but (as usual) her nervousness was just a small step from
excitement.

We arrived at the restaurant, and by this time the drink had really
helped Jane to move from embarassment to excitement. She even smiled
her little evil grin as the doorman got an eyeful helping her out of
the car: I knew that she was tingling already. We were seated at a 
table which had the right balance of intimacy and exposure, allowing
me to work my hand into Jane's dress so I could caress her thighs
directly, leaving it clear to anyone who looked that we were having
a good time, without directly exposing her pussy. Likewise, she
took great liberties with trying to make me as hard--and large--as
possible, although I would not let her unzip me; in that regard, I
wanted her to feel as though she were the one exposed at my whim.

The dinner proceeded as you might expect, with one rather enjoyable
twist: I told our waiter that Jane was particularly fond of raw 
vegetables, and asked him to keep us supplied. He brought out a 
tray of carrot sticks, cauliflower, broccoli, and celery. At first,
Jane simply thought I was looking for her to eat them erotically,
which I was, but she didn't realize the extent to which I meant this.
After she had obscenely consumed a couple of broccoli spears, I took
one myself, and brought it under the table. Parting the folds of
her dress, I whispered for her to spread her legs. A momentary look
of fear crossed her face, but after a stern glance she complied.

Up until now I had been 'merely' playing with her pubes and lightly
caressing her lower lips. This had been difficult for her, in that
she was trying to contain her squirming. I knew that she must be
beginning to get really wet, for I could smell her quite strongly
on my fingers, but I did a quick finger check to be sure. Indeed, 
her juices were flowing quite nicely, and so I quickly brought
the spear to her pussy and began rubbing her clit with it. It
really excited me to know how much she wanted to moan, and to
watch her fight it. After I was sure that the spear was soaked,
I brought it back up and gave it to her to eat, which she did with
great relish. As the evening proceeded, Jane ate most of her
vegetables that way, with the carrots and celery sticks being
inserted as far in as they could be first. Naturally, they were
so slim that they provided no substantial stimulation themselves,
though of course the action in and of itself was intensely exciting
for both of us. 

By the time dinner was done, we were both so horny that we could
hardly move. Jane's pubes were full of her juices and the little
broccoli nubbins, and she had come quite close to orgasm on a couple
of occasions. As we got into the car, Jane decided to give the valet
an extra tip, and as she sat down and allowed him to close the door,
she spread her dress wide so that her dark triangle was exposed. I
wish I could have seen his face!

Back at home, it was clear that a long, prolonged love-making session
was probably out of the question; indeed, Jane was ready to make it
in the hallway. I brought her upstairs, had her undress first herself
and then me, and then began the second phase of my fun. I got out the
blindfold for her, and covered her eyes, leaving her standing in the 
center of our bedroom. I told her to wait while I got everything
else ready, and crept downstairs for the bowl of whipped cream. 
Naturallly, she was still standing when I returned, and I got
the other 'appliances' ready. First I put the soft ball-gag in
her mouth, which basically gives her something to gnash on to her
heart's content. After fastening it behind her head, I told her that
I wanted to watch her bring herself standing up. I reassured her
that I would catch her if she started to fall, but that otherwise
she would have to manage her first orgasm on her own. As she started
to play with herself, I found it incredibly difficult to keep from
mimicing her: I was so ready to come, it was wonderful. I was able
to watch her play, first with her clit, then with her boobs, then 
back to her clit, her legs spread wide to let her other hand attack
her pussy, driving her fingers into and out of it. I could hear her
quiet moans from behind the gag, and as she began the shudders which
precede her orgasm, I took pity on her and laid her on the floor, where
she came almost instantly.

As the tremors subsided, I helped her up to the bed, where I had her
lay face down, her abdomen across a large cylindrical bolster, her
ass jutting up into the air. I then tied her down in that position,
wrists and ankles to each corner of the bed, not stretched taut, but
without a lot of give either. I then got the bowl of whipped cream,
and began smearing her ass with it, paying particular attention to
her crack. I began licking it off while I played with her crushed
boobs, knowing that I would have to wait a bit before returning to
her clit. I moved from the outside of her cheeks inward, increasing
her anticipation, until only her crack was left, now loaded with cream.

As I began to clear her crevice, I moved my hand back to her pussy and
clit, and she began writhing in earnest. I would lick deeper and deeper,
and each time she would wriggle ambivalently, trying to get away from
my probing tongue, and yet anxious for it at the same time. When I
finally reached her tiny hole, I had to restrain her hips with both
hands. I then withdrew, using one hand to hold her in place, the other
to dual advantage: with my fingers I played with her clit, and with
my thumb I pressed against her asshole. The closer she would get to
coming, the deeper I would press, only to withdraw completely at the
first sign of the pre-come shudders. She was really moaning up a storm
now, and finally I relented, my thumb buried deep within her as she
thrashed in agony and pleasure. 

As soon as her wild motions began to subside, I pulled back my hand and
quickly thrust into her pussy, and her moaning was now at a peak. I
managed to get off a dozen or so strokes before my own excitement took
over, and soon we were both growling with animal pleasure. We lay for
what seemed like hours after our explosive comes, and then I slowly
released her bonds, my cum dripping out of her all the while.

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