Subject: P&W Digest archive/v1n8 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 WARNING: This digest may contain sexually explicit material. Do not decrypt it if you find this type of material offensive. To submit an article to P&W Digest, mail, DO NOT POST, your contribution to: pwdigest@alembic.UUCP. If your mailer is incapable of Internet-style addressing, try the following paths or consult the pathalias database: ...uunet!inco!alembic!pwdigest ...sun!sundc!inco!alembic!pwdigest If you're on the Arpanet, try: inco!alembic!pwdigest@uunet.uu.net It may also to be possible to 'R'eply to P&W Digest postings. If you include referenced text in a reply, please edit it as much as possible. Comments about the Digest which you don't want published should be addressed to mack@alembic.UUCP. Dave Mack, mack@alembic.UUCP ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 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) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 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 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 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. ------------------------------------------------------------------------