January is the coldest month of the year in Detroit. It was blustery outside and I lay in front of the fireplace, dreaming about my upcoming vacation. How marvelous it was going to be to lie out on a clean, sandy beach in Jamaica and be warm. I got up and finished packing before spending an excited, restless night in anticipation of fun in the sun. Little did I know how much fun I’d have even before I reached my destination!

The next morning I was driven to the airport by a friend, who let me off at the terminal. When I went to check my bags, the girl behind the ticket counter told me the flight would be delayed a couple of hours, so I headed toward the airport bar. It was busy with travelers, and a football game was blaring from the TV. I took the last seat at the bar as a fat man vacated it and ordered myself a drink, settling in for the duration.

As I tried to get interested in the game, I had the bizarre feeling that someone was watching me. I glanced up and looked around the room. Sure enough, there sat the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on, with hair gently graying at the temples and glowing blue eyes. He was indeed staring at me. I smiled and he returned the greeting with a wink. When I finished my drink I headed for the gate, thinking no more about my admirer.

I boarded the plane as soon as it was ready and found my window seat. I saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye, and there he was the beautiful man I’d seen at the bar. He grinned and introduced himself, and from the look in his eye and the lurch of my heart in my chest I knew this was going to be an interesting trip. I could hardly get my name out.

As the flight attendant served drinks and snacks, Kevin started off the conversation, telling me about his job and where he was from. All I could do was stare, captivated by those blue eyes, hardly hearing a word he said. I started to fantasize about him, looking at his big hands and picturing the rest of his body in vivid detail. By then I could feel dampness between my legs. As we continued to talk, his hand brushed my knee when he reached under the seat for his briefcase. A quiver went down my spine. The thought of doing it on a plane was the ultimate turn on. I excused myself and headed to the rest room to cool down.

When I started to make my way out of the rest room, there he stood. Smiling with that devilish grin, he asked if he could join me! All I could do was smile and step back inside. He slid in and locked the door behind us.

Our lips met in a fury of passion. I began to kiss the man as if my life depended on it. I became putty in his hands my cunt was sopping wet. He encouraged me by brushing his fingers across my already hard nipples. He cupped my full breasts in his hands and toyed with them, then reaching up my skirt, he cupped my pussy. I moaned and arched toward his hand.

Judging by the bulge in his pants, he was as aroused as I was. I reached out and touched his swollen cock. When he groaned with approval, I quickly unzipped his pants, allowing his beautiful cock to spring into view. I couldn’t wait to taste him. Down on my knees now, I slid his cock deep into my throat, keeping my lips wrapped tightly around the shaft. He gripped the sink, head thrown back in sweet agony while I devoured his throbbing tool. Brushing my lips lightly around the head apparently sent shivers down his back. He was as hard as a baseball bat and throbbing with a wonderful ache that demanded satisfaction.

Kevin pulled me up and we quickly traded places, kissing with wild abandon. He started moving down my neck, licking and kissing. I then slowly unbuttoned my blouse, baring my breasts. He licked a trail down my belly, his strong, powerful hands moving up my calves, my thighs, driving me insane. Slowly moving to the insides of my thighs, he lifted my legs and rested them on his broad shoulders. His tongue moved closer to my already soaking thong, licking across its front, teasing me. He reached up and pulled it down, smiling as he ducked between my legs.

Then he began to kiss and lick my shaved pussy, paying special attention to my clitoris. His tongue moving in a circular motion around my sweet, wet pussy sent me into an intense orgasm. He looked up at me with that mischievous grin that said he wasn’t finished with me yet.

He stood, turning me around and bending me over the sink with my legs spread, my skirt up around my waist. He began rubbing his impressive erection up and down my slit, with me begging to be fucked. With that, he thrust himself inside me and I was in heaven. His hands on my hips pulled me back toward him as he pounded me with his raging hard on. He thrust deeper and I came explosively again, having the most exquisite orgasm.

With each shock wave my pussy tightened around his rock hard cock, and I could feel his manhood swelling even more inside me. With one last thrust, he exploded. We could feel each other’s body tremble. Turning to face him, sweat dripping off my face, I asked if I could help him clean up. Again I made my way down his body and began to greedily lick up his sweet nectar. It was delicious agony for him he trembled as I licked his exhausted cock clean.

Smiling, he pulled me to my feet, saying, Welcome to the Mile High Club, my dear.

Ms. Melinda H., Detroit, Michigan

Three months ago, when my new girlfriend, Wendy, confided to me that she needed lots of cock to be happy, I was delighted. Baby, I said, you’ve come to the right place. The Energizer Bunny’s got nothing on me.

Shaking her head, Wendy told me that I didn’t understand. What I mean, Dick, is that I need . . . well, lots of dicks. Lots of different cocks, that is.

Whoa, now that was a horse of a whole different color. Here was the woman that I had quickly fallen in love with telling me that she wanted, needed, to fuck other guys. No, I couldn’t possibly have heard correctly. How could I allow the woman I might marry to screw around like a bitch in heat? No way.

Well, that was then and this is now. I’ve done a complete about face where Wendy’s fucking around is concerned. What helped to change my mind was Wendy saying that she wouldn’t mind at all if I watched her with other guys. That way you’ll be part of the fun, she reasoned. You’d be right there with me all the way.

That got me thinking. Although I’d certainly never thought about watching my girlfriend having sex, I enjoyed viewing porno tapes and visiting those gentlemen clubs where the girls strip and give you lap dances for a price. So I guess that made me something of a voyeur. Now, could I handle watching a stranger have his way with Wendy? Despite my best intentions, would I lose my cool and wind up slugging the dude? Something told me I wouldn’t. The same something, perhaps, that made my cock hard whenever I pictured my girlfriend getting royally screwed by another fellow. Man, that would be dirty. Dirty and hot.

What few doubts I still had about all this disappeared the first time I watched my girlfriend in action. Wendy, of course, set everything up, picking out a guy from her health club to do her while I watched. She confessed to having had her eye on him for some time. It wasn’t hard to see why. A tall, blue eyed blond, Ted has the looks of a fashion model and the body of a Greek god. Thankfully, his cock when erect is no bigger than mine, which made the rest of him easier to swallow. And when he and Wendy started getting it on, I forgot all about his handsomeness and Mr. America body and just concentrated on the hot action.

Ted, like the others Wendy bedded later, had no problem with me being present while he fucked her. I had wondered about that, but then again, for the chance to nail a beautiful, super sexy girl like Wendy, most guys probably wouldn’t care if an audience of 100 eyeballed the action.

Anyway, there I was on a Saturday night in Wendy’s apartment, in her bedroom, to be exact, sitting in a comfortable chair near the bed and watching her blow Ted, who was stretched out on his back, hands behind his head and a smile of pleasure on his face. He had pretty much ignored me since arriving at the apartment, which was fine by me. I mean, what do you say to a guy who’s going to fuck the daylights out of your girl while you sit nearby jerking off?

Wendy was in a low crouch between Ted’s spread legs, having positioned herself so I would have the best possible view of the action. At Wendy’s urging, I had taken my cock out and started playing with it while she was doing a sexy little striptease for an appreciative Ted, and now I stroked it idly as she slobbered over his fully erect manhood.

Every so often Wendy would tilt her head a bit and wink at me with Ted’s cock stuffed in her mouth. I found that incredibly dirty and even gasped the first time she did it. My beautiful girlfriend with another man’s cock stretching her jaw and bloating her cheeks it was wickedly exciting. I also enjoyed the sight of Wendy gobbling Ted’s hairy balls, sucking each in turn into her hungry mouth and then letting them go with a plopping sound that I found deliciously obscene.

By the time Wendy rolled over onto her back so Ted could return the favor, I was so close to coming I had to take my hand from my cock and look away for a minute or so until I calmed down. I was tempted to shout time out, but I knew they wouldn’t appreciate a pause of any kind in the action. I turned my attention back to the bed just as Wendy let out a sigh of delight. Ted, sprawled between her spread legs, had his face mashed against my girl’s brown haired pussy and appeared to be trying to crawl right inside it. Not that I could blame him. Wendy’s pussy is so juicy and tasty you want to lick it all night long.

Oh Ted, baby, Wendy cooed, looking right at me. Eat me good. Fuck me with that hot tongue, babe. Suck up my hot juices. That was for my benefit, I knew, and it had the desired effect as I stiffened in my chair and once again had to release my throbbing hard on. The last thing I wanted to do was come too soon.

I watched as Ted feasted, recalling the times I’d spent with my face plastered to that sweet smelling pussy. Adding to the visual pleasure was the sound of Wendy’s voice, thick with desire as she continued spurring Ted on with very unladylike language. More often than not, she was looking right at me when she spoke.

A few minutes later, she sent a bolt of lust zigzagging through me when she asked, Dick, can he fuck me now? Can he, please? I need his cock inside me so bad. Tell Ted to fuck me, baby. Tell him to give your girl a mean screwing. Please, baby.

I was so excited I could barely get the words out. In a voice I hardly recognized as my own I told no, I ordered Ted to fuck my girlfriend. To fuck her like she’d never been fucked before. I went on like that, not even knowing what I was saying. All that mattered right then was seeing this guy’s hard cock plunging into my beautiful girlfriend’s soupy pussy. I wanted that more than anything.

Ted didn’t disappoint, responding to my lewd demands with a satanic chuckle as he drove his bloated manhood balls deep inside Wendy’s cunt. The air whooshed from her lungs as he penetrated her, and moments later she was gasping and grunting, her arms wrapped around Ted’s strong back as he worked his throbbing cock in and out of her steaming pussy. God, it was hot!

I started stroking my cock with a bit more purpose, thinking it wouldn’t be long before Ted shot his load. I wanted to be right there with him at the end. Breathing hard, I fumbled in my jeans pocket for a handkerchief. Wendy, her face flushed, eyes clouded with lust, saw what I was doing and shouted, No, baby. Come on my face. She gave the same order to Ted.

I didn’t think I’d be able to hold out a moment longer. Thankfully, Ted reared up with a growl and clambered up over Wendy until he was straddling her chest. That was my cue. Bolting from my chair, I knelt on the bed near Wendy’s head and together with Ted took dead aim at her beautiful face. I was so aroused I was trembling.

And all of a sudden Ted and I were coming, semen shooting from our erupting cocks to splash against Wendy’s face. Man, what a sight! In no time my girl was wearing a mask of sticky come. It trickled down her cheeks, dribbled from her chin and dripped from her nose. She erupted in a mighty orgasm when Ted pushed his dribbling cock into her mouth so she could lick it clean. After she’d done the same for me, all three of us simply collapsed, too tired to even think, let alone speak.

And there have been others, each one exciting and special in its own way. Like the time I watched Wendy get fucked in the ass by this burly biker dude she befriended at a sports memorabilia convention. That was something else. Wendy asked me the other day if I thought I’d ever get tired of watching her do it with other guys.

I told her I doubted it very much.

Mr. Richard C., San Diego, California

For many years now, it has always been my erotic turn on to hold the ropes as it were. It has been a delicately navigated search to find a submissive woman who, while taking on the role of a bottom, also enjoyed the game itself. The struggle that a captive woman would put up as she is taken, tied, teased and pleasured could bring us both to simply uncontrollable orgasms.

I had finally met a woman who is just as described. Besides the dominant/submissive thing being well wired within her, there is also a passion that most men only dream about finding in a partner. Her need and desire to please, to give her body to me in every way, to really trust me, made me see that I could trust her to lead me into the dark corners of my own passions.

One of the many aspects of this relationship that I couldn’t seem to get out of my sexual daydreams was a conversation in which Marie had said she’d been a top in another relationship. While she’d been very good at it, she said she’d rather have someone else take the responsibility from her as well as the control of the scene. Marie has a very responsible position in her field, but she wanted to leave the dominant person at the office and have someone else lead her to the edge.

Finally, this weekend, after talking by phone and E mail a lot, we brought it all to life. To say that she was more beautiful than her picture and her words projected would be an understatement. She is lovely, intelligent and has a wonderful sense of humor. Her passion and her inner drive for sexual pleasure, both giving and receiving it, is more than I have ever known in a woman. I knew that I had really met my match, and she would present me with pleasure opportunities as yet undreamed of. Marie had a body made for bondage, and a kinky mind that made it all the hotter. Her mouth and tongue did wonders for my cock, making me feel like I never wanted to pull out.

Her pussy was warm, wet and inviting, and merely touching her well rounded and aroused nipples caused almost immediate wetness to form between her legs, leaving her clit waiting to be stroked by my tongue, my fingers or her vibrator.

I realized, though, that by getting it on with Marie, I was also coming to grips with that other side of myself the part that wanted to be overwhelmed and possessed by a powerful woman who really knew what she was doing with the ropes, too. So this past Monday night I told her that what I really wanted to try next was her taking the dominant role over me.

It had been years since I had bottomed to anyone, and I remember quite well how overwhelmingly hot it had been for me, but of course it had been pretty hard to admit it then or repeat the experience until now. I did realize that it had given me far stronger insight into what a submissive was looking for and needing.

Before Marie started, she told me to pick out what items I wanted her to use on me. She went out while I got ready, probably to get herself into a dominant head, since this wasn’t what she had expected to happen. When she returned, I had dimmed the lights and had many bits of bondage gear laid out, everything from soft rope to a metal leg spreader.

She started by talking sensually and slipping a blindfold over my eyes. My natural control didn’t allow me to respond exactly as a submissive should, and I soon felt the slap of a riding crop on my thigh. Marie had me lie on my back and came close to me, telling me her rules. My only responses were Yes, Mistress, and No, Mistress. After she put the crop in my mouth she cuffed and tied my legs together, put a rope around my balls and attached it to my cuffed wrists and left me alone. By the time she was done I was wild for her.

My mind was racing in a thousand directions, and the hardest part was to give up control mentally, admitting I was enjoying what was happening and that it was what I’d asked for. She had taken control, but it was control I had given her, so I guess somehow I was still controlling the scene even though I didn’t feel in control at all. When I didn’t respond as requested she stuffed my mouth with a gag, securing it with a silk scarf.

I heard her dipping into the ice bucket, and my body tensed in anticipation. She torturously dripped the cubes on my stomach and chest before putting them to my nipples. She sucked and bit their shocked flesh lightly, bringing a new and exciting level of pain and pleasure. Then her mouth engulfed my cock, sucking and teasing the shaft and the tip until she mounted me with her wet and wanting pussy. Mistress rode me slow, then fast, getting the most she could out of it while trying to please me as well.

I instinctively tried to untie my wrists so I could reach out and touch her body. She had secured them too well, for I couldn’t escape the knots. She chided me gently for this resurgence of control, reminding me that this was what I wanted. She was right. While part of me was trying to get away and retake control, part of me also very much enjoyed what she was doing.

It had become a turnaround of sorts. Almost everything she was doing and saying to me as I lay under her I had said and done to her while she had been under me. I was getting to experience firsthand how pain telegraphs pleasure to your cock. Being bound turns out to be a real dick hardener, and the intermittent pain of having my nipples bitten and clamped was transmitted straight to my balls. The combination of the two was as important to her as it was to me. While I had asked for this, it turned out that it was not just stimulating but educational as well.

Marie twisted my sensitive nipples and grabbed my cock with her cunt muscles, bringing me to a tremendous orgasm that was followed almost immediately by her own. She untied and soothed me and I lay there thinking I had no regrets for having asked her to top me. It certainly didn’t make me any less of a dominant.

We made plans to keep on seeing each other, and while I expect she will be my submissive most of the time, we might plan in advance for her to dominate me for more than just a spur of the moment hour. After all, isn’t reciprocity in relationships a healthy thing?

Mr. Bruce E., Via E Mail

My wife is a deliciously hot little vest pocket Venus, and I wanted to give her the best birthday present she’d ever had. We’d tried all sorts of erotic games between ourselves, and we’d also talked about having other guys do her as part of the fun, but we’d never gotten around to acting on it. This seemed like the perfect occasion, so, unbeknownst to Tina, I invited a couple of our friends over for a private party.

Tina was in the bathroom fixing her makeup, not yet aware of my plans. I came up behind her and slipped my arm around her waist, turning her to me and sliding my hand over a firm asscheek as I kissed her. Wearing only a garter belt and stockings, she looked good enough to eat. I slid down to my knees until I had her pussy right in front of me, peeking out of the golden curls she kept closely trimmed.

I kissed my way down her flat belly and invaded the moist curls with my lips and tongue. Instinctively her legs spread, and I parted her swollen lips with my fingers. She was wet and shivering with excitement, and the perfume of her sex was strong as I tongued her clit. When I knew she was about to come, I stopped abruptly, earning a petulant but delicious pout.

I stood up and kissed her, kneading her taut nipples, and she began to grind against me. I grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around, the way she liked it hard and spontaneous. I rubbed my hard cock up and down her moist slit and then rammed it into her, sliding easily in to my balls. I started to fuck her slow and hard, and then the doorbell rang.

Tina was about to burst with frustration, but I petted her and helped her into her kimono, telling her it was just Ted and Eric come to bring her a birthday present. She brightened up, but I could tell she was ready to explode sexually and needed to finish that fuck. Well, I thought to myself, she won’t have to wait long.

We went downstairs to discover the guys had put on some music and opened a bottle of wine they’d brought. Tina looked glad to see the boys and very quickly got into the spirit of the occasion by sitting with her legs crossed so as to flash them some thigh. Ted had a bit of a reputation for being clumsy, so it was no real surprise when he accidentally spilled some of his wine on her, and Eric rushed in with a napkin to help mop it up. (Thoughtfully, they’d staged this with white wine.)

When Ed s enthusiastic cleanup began to open the top of her robe, Tina seemed confused for a moment, then looked questioningly at me and grinned when I nodded. She pulled the robe the rest of the way open, exposing her breasts completely, the spilled wine glistening on her chest. Then she deliberately dipped her finger into her glass and touched a drop to each nipple, inviting the guys to lick it up.

I had known my hot little wife would like my birthday present, but I was completely entranced by her getting into it so fast. Ted and Eric dropped their cocktail napkins and began kneading her breasts with their hands, bending down so that each of them could suck a nipple. Tina gently raised her arms and embraced them, pulling each cropped head closer to her breasts.

Ted let his hand wander down to her pussy, and her head fell back with a moan as he inserted two fingers into her cunt. Eric then moved behind her, squeezing both her breasts. She craned her neck back and they locked in a passionate kiss. Ted positioned himself in front of her, sinking to his knees. He parted her pussy lips and sank his face into her fragrance. She let out a soft purr and spread her legs wider. She put one hand on Ted’s head, pushing him closer in. With the other hand she reached around and freed Eric’s stiff cock.

In no time clothes were being shed everywhere mine included. All three of us were as hard as rocks as I sat down to watch the spectacle. The bodies descended to the floor, my wife alternately going down on one cock and then the other. Ted was to be the first to fuck her. She pushed him down on the floor, his engorged cock straight up in the air, her lips never leaving Eric’s prick even for a second while she moved over Ted and lowered her swollen pussy onto his fat shaft.

Ted held her hips, and when she had taken him in all the way, she looked up and whispered something to Eric. Then she grabbed her asscheeks and gave him a nod. Eric knew exactly what she wanted, moving behind her with his huge cock pointing at its target. Tina looked eager as the tip of his cock met her anus. With a slow, steady push it disappeared into her ass. I was stunned by the beauty of it.

Soon the trio settled into a steady cadence. The arch of Tina’s back was pooled with sweat. Ted reached up and grabbed her breasts as Eric pounded relentlessly into her ass. The slapping of flesh on flesh got louder, as did my wife’s cries. After two or three more thrusts, Eric pulled out of her ass and came all over her back. Ted and Tina came in one uncontrollable, bucking explosion, with Tina collapsing on top of him, looking beautiful, her hair covering her smoky green eyes.

She turned her face toward me, licking her lips in anticipation. I just stood there for a moment, stroking my long cock and grinning. The two guys moved to each side of her and spread her thighs for me, and her hand dropped to her pussy, spreading their combined juices around. Their hands moved to her breasts, and they pinched up her nipples for me to suck as I rammed my cock into her well fucked depths and began to plunge in and out of her. We were both incredibly turned on, and Tina was soon shuddering beneath me in a series of violent orgasms that rapidly brought me over the edge in a shattering climax, stronger than any I had ever experienced.

We all lay there panting until someone suggested a quick shower to freshen up. You’d be surprised the variations of horseplay that three guys and one woman can get up to in a shower, but we were even more creative when we got into bed. Tina spent the whole night sucking and being fucked, and in the morning the three of us served her breakfast in bed. It was a memorable birthday for all of us and, needless to say, she thanked us all in suitable fashion before the guys got dressed and left.

Mr. Neal F., Tucson, Arizona

My wife, Audrey, and I have been part of the swinging lifestyle since before we were married. At first she was a little shy in the scene, but soon she was making it with every man and woman at our parties. The real breakthrough came the night I was the designated photographer and taped her being taken by two men at the same time. It wasn’t just the fact of double penetration, though she loves that. It must have been something about feeling alone in the crowd with two men fucking her.

I was busy elsewhere in the room until I heard a familiar orgasmic moan and turned around to find my wife coming lustily and vocally. Her two lovers were basically just hanging on at that point. Needless to say, when the tape was shown to the group, that was the biggest hit of the evening!

To make a long story short, when we discussed it afterward, Audrey and I realized that what was missing in our partying life was the intimacy of a threesome just us and another man. We began to search our acquaintances for candidates and settled on Drew after meeting with two or three others. One of them we also partied with, but Drew was the best.

I spent the time before our first encounter plotting camera angles and getting off on imagining the first thrust of his cock into her tight pussy. We’d decided I’d begin by leaving the two of them alone with the camera to get acquainted while I taped.

On the day, Audrey was very excited and spent a lot of time choosing her outfit and the exact shade of blood red lipstick and nail polish. A low cut blouse and miniskirt were her final choice, and her ruby lips were easy to imagine encircling a willing cock. I almost came on the spot as she descended the stairs.

Drew was charming, a little nervous and very polite, but Audrey’s body language and manner soon had him at ease. She wasn’t blatant about it, but she gave him every opportunity to size up her charms. In the kitchen pouring drinks, I kidded her about teasing him with glimpses of the lacy tops of her stockings and her shaved cunt, and she responded that it was working, since she could already see the bulge of an enormous erection. Before going back to the living room, she removed her bra and handed it to me, intending to make her erect nipples more available.

When I brought in their drinks, the two of them were entwined on the sofa, kissing, and Drew’s hand was busily undoing the buttons of her filmy blouse. He glanced up at me and I gave him the nod. Audrey, sensing the time had come, took his hand and led him up the stairs to the bedroom.

I slid up the stairs after them and positioned myself behind the camera, recording her slow striptease. She slipped his shirt off and knelt to undo his pants. As she pulled them down, I could scarcely take my eyes off the monster cock that was revealed. She ran her hands over his body, and he reached down to cup her breasts. Her fingers soon returned to his cock, stroking it while she licked his abdomen and balls.

Drew’s head was thrown back and his eyes were closed as she glanced over to get my final go ahead. Audrey opened her mouth and took the head of his magnificent organ between her red lips. Watching her try to engulf as much of his shaft as possible was driving me nuts, and I was glad the camera was on a tripod. I couldn’t have held it still without help.

Audrey has always been able to deep throat anything short of a fire hose, but she couldn’t swallow more than half of Drew’s huge tool. As she pumped it in and out she watched me watching her, which I found unbelievably erotic. Just as he seemed on the verge of coming, Audrey drew back her head and stood up, fastening the same voracious kiss on his lips that she’d applied to his cock.

She pulled him down with her to the floor, placing the head of the monster at her vaginal entrance and pulled him into her with her hands clutching his ass. Her eyes widened as she felt the huge bulk of him slide in, and her legs went up around his waist to help him bury himself inside her. As they fucked, Audrey started to rock her hips up to meet his thrusts. His massive tool was stroking all the way in and out. She loves it hard and fast and soon was crying out with the overwhelming power of her orgasm. His ass clenched and he thrust deeper still, shooting his hot come into her before collapsing.

My cock was desperate for attention, and Drew obligingly rolled to one side, letting me take his place. Audrey’s cunt was obviously not as tight as usual, after having been stretched by that huge instrument of pleasure, but it was amazingly hot and I loved the feel of Drew’s come squishing around my cock. I rammed it home again and again, fucking like a man possessed.

I felt more than saw Drew move up by Audrey’s head, stroking his cock to half hardness before she strained to take it in her mouth. She was adjusting to its size better this time, swallowing more of him than before, and a muffled half groan, half purr vibrated past the enormous mouthful that plugged her throat.

I pulled her legs up and slipped my cock out of her pussy, knowing it was well lubricated with Drew’s come, and shoved it into her ass in one tremendous thrust. Pumping frantically, I came in a huge explosion, collapsing onto her belly and pulling her away from Drew’s cock by accident. I grinned up at him apologetically, but Audrey seized the occasion to invite him to take my place in her ass.

I couldn’t really believe that her tight little back passage could accommodate his monster organ, but I was willing to let her try it if she wanted to. She rolled over onto her hands and knees to make it easier for him, and I passed him some lubricant, figuring they could use something more than my come for this effort.

He greased up his pole and laid the head against her asshole. Audrey’s eyes widened immediately, and I watched in amazement as he worked his shaft in and out slowly, allowing her time to adjust to his girth. Her hands were balled into fists, and she was gasping and bug eyed, but obviously having the time of her life. Soon she was moving as if to pick up the pace and he went at her like a jackhammer. She wailed with pleasure, and then suddenly they were both shaking and jerking with the force of their simultaneous orgasm.

I got every bit of it on tape, and I’m glad I did, because I might have distrusted my memory of that amazing night. We have made it a threesome with Drew any number of times since, and run into him from time to time at swing parties in the area. While he isn’t our only sex partner, he remains our favorite, and together we have done about every combination and variation of erotic play the three of us (with the help of the stories in Variations) could think of.

Mr. Brett I., Oakland, California

Last fall my wife, Cindi, and I bought a cabin up in the mountains near our home, and over the past year we have enjoyed many getaway weekends in our retreat. The cabin is only a half hour from our back door, yet it seems to be a million miles from civilization.

Not long after Christmas last year, Cindi asked me if she could take a couple of her friends to the cabin for an all girls weekend, so that they could recover from the hustle and bustle of the holidays. I wondered how they were going to recuperate from their weekend! These women certainly know how to have fun. For weeks leading up to this special weekend, Cindi and her pals were so excited they seemed more like sorority sisters than thirtysomething married women.

Cindi and I took Friday off and went up to the cabin to get things ready. We brought up supplies, including plenty of beer and wine and lots of great food. I cut wood and brought it up to the deck so they could keep the fireplace fed all weekend. We also fired up the hot tub so that they could soak their blues away.

As Cindi and I were getting ready to go back home, she asked me to make love to her on the deck. We both enjoy making love outdoors, but this time Cindi was almost wild with lust. She said the excitement of getting ready for the weekend and knowing it was women only made her need a sex fix to last her till Monday.

She almost tore the clothes off my back in her eagerness to get to my cock, and by the time she uncovered it I was fully hard. I kissed her hard and then spun her around, bending her over the deck railing and yanking down her jeans. She looked luscious with her bottom exposed and her pussy already glistening wet. I entered her from behind and proceeded to fuck us both into oblivion. The crisp air of the Great Smoky Mountains felt good on our heated skin as our bodies slapped together. I could feel her tightening up and getting ready to come just about the time I knew I could hold on no longer. Cindi howled when she let go, and I wondered if she’d scared all the game for miles around.

Coral, Sue and Fran showed up at our house about 5:30 that evening and loaded the van for the trip up to the cabin. They were almost giddy with excitement and were raring to go. They all told me this weekend was just what they needed a chance to have a blast on their own for a couple of days. I teased them a bit about how they would ever manage to go a whole weekend without men. Coral said something about bringing other toys to play with, but I didn’t give it much thought at the time.

Later, as I lay on the couch thinking about it, I imagined the four women in all kinds of erotic combinations, doing each other with mouths and fingers, vibrators and dildos, until my cock was standing up begging for attention. Just as I was about to start jerking off, the phone rang. It was Cindi telling me that they were having trouble with the hot water heater at the cabin. We had turned on the one for the hot tub, but had forgotten the main water heater for the cabin itself, since we usually leave it off except in the coldest weather so as to save on the gas bill. I tried to explain to Cindi how to work it, but she insisted that I come up and help them out.

When I got to the cabin the girls were in the big room by the fireplace watching a triple x video. All of them had on their robes, and it looked like they were planning a dip in the hot tub. As I headed to the water heater, I noticed a huge phallic vibrator sitting on the mantelpiece. I asked Cindi about it as she walked me down to the cellar so I could show her the heater mechanism. She just laughed and said that the girls planned for a hot and wild weekend even without their husbands. I, of course, volunteered my services, fully expecting Cindi to tell me I was being ridiculous. Lo and behold, she shocked me when she said she’d ask the others if I could play too.

When we got back upstairs, the girls were out on the deck climbing into the hot tub. As we joined them, Cindi let her robe fall from her shoulders. Standing there nude with her nipples hardening in the night air, she asked the others if they’d like another playmate. They teased me by pretending to give it some serious thought while I just stood there, but soon Coral stood up and got out of the tub, water glistening on her voluptuous body as she approached me, dripping.

She undressed me for their inspection while she asked Cindi what she had in mind. Whatever it was I was ready for it. Incomplete fantasies that I d had about all of them, abandoned because they seemed impossible, flooded my mind as the blood flooded into my cock. Coral was pulling down my jeans, leaving me standing there with my cock attempting to escape from my boxers.

I was putty in the hands of these beautiful women, and when Cindi said they could have their way with me as long as I didn’t object, I was already letting myself be led back inside by Coral, who used my cock as a leash. It was a miracle I didn’t come right then in her hand. The others followed close behind and sat in a row on the couch while Coral played emcee and asked each of them in turn what they wanted to see me do.

I expected Fran to come up with something wild, while I figured Sue was probably too shy to extemporize in our little sex theater. Boy, was I wrong. Sue wanted to see if Fran could take my whole shaft down her throat, and no sooner had she said it than Fran was sucking away, her nose buried in my pubic hair. Sue was anything but shy as she stroked my nipples and fondled my balls until I told them I was about to come. Sue surprised me by saying she’d heard my stamina was good enough to let me come several times that night, and she gave my balls the last squeeze that sent jets of come down Fran’s throat.

Then Sue went down on me, pulling me to the floor, and my cock was hard again in what seemed like seconds. Fran straddled my hips and impaled herself on my fat shaft, rocking to and fro, up and down, while Coral, not to be left out, straddled my face and demanded that I put my tongue to good use. I gave as good as I’d gotten, and soon she was writhing over me, the two women hugging each other to keep their balance as they moaned in orgasmic glee. Coral tumbled over, panting, saying that I was a really talented cunnilinguist.

My field of vision clear of Coral’s tanned thighs, I looked over to see my wife and Sue entwined in a sixty nine, avidly bringing each other off, and that gave my own orgasm its final cue. Lifting my hips off the floor, I rammed my cock into Fran’s clutching pussy and spurted my come deep inside her. She fell forward and showered my face with kisses, and suddenly I found myself at the bottom of a pile of thighs and breasts and pussies, hungry mouths sucking and licking me all over. The rest of the night had a few pauses for me to recuperate, but at least one pair or trio was going strong all the time until daybreak.

Recently, Cindi asked me about using the cabin for another all girls weekend. Hoping that I would be asked to join them again, I agreed that it sounded like a fine idea. Cindi kissed me and said, I hope you won’t be too disappointed, but we’re planning to invite Coral’s husband, Ed, this time. I grinned gamely and replied that they should keep me in mind for next time. With that, Cindi reached down and squeezed my cock, signaling that it was time to go back inside in more ways than one.

Mr. Paul M., Chattanooga, Tennessee

When I inherited a sizable sum of money last year, I sold my house and car and bought a forty five foot ex fishing coaster and carefully outfitted her so I could live on board. I sail out of Ontario from spring to fall, and out of South Carolina in the winter.

The other day I noticed a pair of curvaceous young women in t shirts standing on the dock. They were friends of mine, Millie and Cora. Both were in short shorts. Millie’s dark hair was cut in a pageboy style. Cora s slightly taller, blonde haired and full breasted.

I waved as I secured the boat. Is this yours? asked Millie with surprise as I jumped up onto the dock. I replied that it was, stealing another look at their well filled t shirts and long legs. I asked if they would like to go out with me for the day. The girls said yes and jumped aboard while I went over to the local store and picked up groceries and drinks. A half hour later, we were heading out into the brilliant waters of the bay.

I had modified my boat to have a well padded seat bench and back around the afterdeck area that took up about one third of her length. Also, I had fitted a lobster fisherman’s steering tiller arrangement on the starboard side, plus an engine throttle from where I could sit and steer, rather than stand stiffly at a wheel in the cabin forward. Millie and I sat there, side by side, with my arm along the gunwale behind her as I settled on our course ahead. Soon she was leaning slightly back against my arm. Meanwhile, Cora kicked off her sandals and went around the cabin toward the bow to enjoy the sun. In a moment she called out, Do you mind if I take off my top to get a better tan? Millie laughed and I replied, Not at all. There’s no one out here but us.

So, Cora removed her t shirt and then her bra, revealing two melon size breasts capped by tan areolas and erect nipples. This succulent display stirred my cock, which I had to surreptitiously shift to a more accommodating position in my shorts. I suggested Cora throw her clothes into the cabin by the open windscreen, which gave me a cock strengthening view of her swaying tits.

She then called back again, Can I take off the rest, too? I said, Sure! So, Cora knelt on the deck, slipping down her shorts and panties to reveal a neatly trimmed bush. She then lay on her back to soak up the rays, her breasts bulging slightly upward, the curls of her pussy showing over the smooth line of her hip.

As time went on, I took off my shirt, leaving me in only my shorts, having already kicked off my sandals, as had Millie. We both looked forward at the lithe figure on the deck as the boat’s engine thrummed quietly, pushing us along at modest speed.

As I draped my arm softly around Millie’s shoulders, I said, I’m sure glad you came out with me. Then, taking a slow, deep breath, I suggested that she get naked, too.

Millie hesitated for just a moment, then she lifted the edge of her t shirt past the bulge of her breasts. She shrugged out of it and cast it aside. I unclasped the catch at the back of her bra, which she shook off to add to the pile of Cora’s clothes thrown forward into the cabin.

Her breasts were solid, beautifully rounded. Her nipples, brownish pink, hardened in the breeze as I gazed at them. I reached around to palm and lift her right breast, brushing my thumb across the rubber hard nipple. Millie took a deep breath and leaned back against me. How about your shorts, too? I asked. Millie undid a button, lifted her rump and pushed her shorts and her pale blue panties down. Looking me in the eye, she said, You, too! Fair’s fair!

My eyes traveled down her flat belly and past her dimpled belly button, until I saw her lovely black fan of pubic hair. This caused my cock to swell even more. I opened my zipper and shed my shorts, exposing my considerable erection. Now we were all completely naked, alone on the vast sunny sea.

Millie turned toward me, lifting and folding her left leg up beside my right, her knee against the back rest. She then reached down and took my cock firmly in her hand. After a pause, she closed her middle finger and thumb around its upper girth, easing back my foreskin to expose the glistening knob. She reached down with her other hand to caress my balls.

I fondled her breasts, hefting them as she leaned toward me. Humming softly, she eased back, then leaned down and kissed my cockhead. She cradled it in her hand, slowly stroking it between finger and thumb, pressing lightly with the edge of her palm. Now she again lowered her mouth to flick at it with her tongue. I stared down at her as she lapped up my pre come. Then, she slowly slid my length into her mouth. I, in turn, reached between us to run a hand down her belly, through the crisp soft hair and into her juicy cunt.

I glanced forward to the bow. Cora, lying on her side and braced on her elbow, was watching us with a smile as she caressed one of her breasts and stroked her cunt. Cora was certainly turned on by watching her friend sucking on my cock and being finger fucked.

After no more than half a minute of my cock being bathed in Millie’s mouth, I whispered, Why don’t you mount me, and I’ll give you a nice fuck to start our day? Millie slowly lifted her head off my saliva wet member and sat up. My fingers searched out her moist hole as I stroked her. I’m right on the edge, she said, but I want your cock in my pussy. Then to my surprise, she called out, Cora, honey, come here and help. Guide his big cock into me.

Cora scrambled to her feet, tits jiggling, and went quickly around the cabin, holding the roof rail. Her cunt lips were fluted open and glistening with the juices she had already stirred in her cunt. She knelt on the deck behind Millie as Millie turned to lift her right leg and swing it across to straddle me, her lovely breasts swinging in my face. Her firm nipples grazed my mouth as she moved her shoulders from side to side. She gazed into my eyes, her lips slightly parted, as she rubbed her bushy mound against my erection.

Okay, Cora, you do it. Guide him into my hole. I’m ready. Do it, Cora, do it. Oh, God . . .

I felt Cora’s fingers slip around my cunt wet cock, sliding my sensitive knob along Millie’s slushy pussy lips. Cora cradled my balls as she leaned her cheek against the slope of her friend’s ass. I could feel my knob slip in and out of Millie’s tight channel, the nose of my cock feeling the warm wetness. Then, feeling it well positioned inside Millie, Cora pushed up on my balls and cock as she pushed her friend down onto my throbbing member. Millie groaned as my cock popped inside her. Her cunt’s muscles twitched around my cock as she surged up and thrust down again, once, twice, now crying out, Oh my God, I’m coming!

Cora straightened and quickly stepped around to stand up on the seat beside us, taking my head in one hand and turning my face into her cunt. She lifted her left leg onto the gunwale behind us to open her cunt to me, then pushed my face into that gorgeous slot. I lapped her luscious cunt, smearing her flowing juices on my lips, tongue and nose. Below, Millie’s cunt was milking my cock in a series of rippling clutches as she came and came again.

All this was just too much. With a jolt in my loins I felt my sperm surge up my cock into the seething, sucking heat of Millie’s cunt.

And now Cora cried out as she rubbed herself jerkily against my mouth. I clutched them both close in my arms, my right hand around Cora’s jerking asscheeks, my left on Millie’s shoulder, pushing her down on my still spurting member. With my tongue searching her hole, I could feel Cora’s cunt muscles quiver on my lips as she came.

Gradually, we subsided onto the bench seats, all of us with delighted smiles. We stroked each other, belly, cock, tits and hairy bushes, as I once again concentrated on our course, which had become pretty irregular in the last fifteen minutes.

Naturally, when we got back home I invited Cora and Millie to visit me on my boat whenever they wanted. They promised they would see me soon. Asses swaying sexily, the girls started down the dock as I stood on the deck and waved good bye. My cock was already stirring in anticipation of their return.

Mr. (Name and address withheld)