First of all, I m a guy who s heavy into weightlifting, working outdoors in the sun and taking care of my hair. My wardrobe consists of tight jeans, tight jeans and tight jeans. I really like to show off my chest, but I do sometimes wear a shirt or at least a denim jacket.

In spite of this ultra macho look, I have a girlfriend who really keeps me in line. She s a black exotic dancer, and does she have the curves! I met her at a beach party one hot summer night. She was wearing a white sequined, French cut bikini, spiked white heels and a white sequined beach hat. She was breathtaking, and I immediately went over to her as though drawn by some force.

When I approached her she was ultra businesslike, but so compelling to me. The tone in her voice demanded respect, and I looked over into a mirror and noticed that I looked like I was standing at attention! When I relaxed, she said matter of factly, Don t relax, baby. Your shoulders really show off your chest, so let s keep them back.

I beg your pardon, I began.

And hold in that gut. I don t like the guy I m with to look like a slouch.

What s this? I asked.

Did I ask you to speak? If you want a good time with me, you must obey the rules my rules.

You ve got to be kidding, I said. I hardly know you.

Come with me, and I ll show you things you never dreamed of. Bliss as long as you know I m totally in charge.

She then boldly embraced me, running her beautiful hands over my rigidly braced chest. She put her warm lips over mine and put her fingers into my blond hair. I melted into her body.

Suddenly, she jerked away. Come on, butch.

I meekly obeyed. As we left the party and the parking attendant brought her car, she said loudly enough to be heard, No, baby, don t feel bad. Big Mama will take care of you.

You re embarrassing me, I began. But I also began to bulge inside my jeans, a fact that she and the attendant both noticed.

I began to explain to the guy and she lambasted me. Finally, I just followed her into the car, but I liked the way the attendant was grinning at me. He (and I) knew I was no match for this brazen bitch goddess.

Big Mama didn t speak while we drove instead, she seethed. When we got to her place, she slammed the door and shouted, Don t ever question me in public again! Then, suddenly, she was all warm and cuddly. Again, I melted into her arms, relaxing as she pushed me to the floor onto a big white shag rug. I drowsily kissed her over and over.

So you want to be treated like a man, she finally said. Honey, you just wait and see what I have in mind for you. Now, just lie here. Enjoy the candlelight, music and mirrors.

That was when I began to notice the sensuous climate of the room. A mirror on the ceiling showed me lying there in nothing but my jeans (which looked painted on, as I had planned), while the soft candlelight highlighted the sweat that had formed on my chest. Not bad, I thought.

Mistress came out much later carrying a whip and a dog collar. From my position on the floor, she began to take on an ominous look as she came over to me and stood in a military stance. Your name is Dog and my name is Queen. I am your African Queen, and you will obey me as the slave you are.

She then lay on top of me, spread my wrists in her hands and straddled my legs. Her pussy hovered over my cock. You want this, big boy? She kissed me lovingly, and I responded by lifting up to her body. Go ahead, struggle. I think it s cute, she said. I tried to half heartedly push her off me but found that I couldn t do it. She pinned me to the floor and laughed at me.

Finally, she worked my cock out of my jeans and plunged down on it. Wow! The ecstasy of surrender!

Big Mama is always in control when we re together. People often wag their heads at the sight of a macho looking guy being treated like a wimp. But little do they know the guy is already beginning to swell inside his jeans, he loves it so much.

Mr. Willis Z., Mobile, Alabama

One of my biggest turn ons is watching a woman masturbate. I love to see a woman take control and play with herself. I ve tried to talk my wife, Amelia, into masturbating in front of me for years, but she claimed she was too embarrassed to do it, even though I told her there was nothing embarrassing about it.

Anyway, the other night while she was on her way to bed, she handed me a videotape and said, I taped a show you might like to watch. And then off she went. I did a few things I had to do and then decided to see what she had taped. I expected it to be a boxing match or something on fishing.

Was I ever surprised when I saw my wife on the TV screen lying naked on our bed with her legs spread wide open! Her hands were caressing her breasts, gently twisting her nipples, and then one hand slid down to her pussy. She spread her lips apart, running a finger up and down between them. Her other hand kept playing with her tits.

As I watched wide eyed, she brought her hand up to her mouth and slowly licked her juices off her fingers. Then she was playing with her pussy again, pumping two fingers in and out. She kept this up for about ten minutes, every so often bringing her hand back up to her mouth so she could taste herself. Finally, she reached under the pillow and pulled out a dildo. I couldn t believe it.

Amelia slid the dildo in and out of her mouth as if she were sucking a man s cock. With her other hand she continued fingering herself. Then she took the dildo and rubbed it back and forth across her tits, then down toward her cunt. I sat there eagerly awaiting the moment that she pushed the dildo into herself, but she rubbed it over her pussy and then brought it back to her mouth. I could tell by her smile she was trying to tease me, but I didn t mind. I d been waiting to see this for years and I didn t care how long she took.

Amelia licked her juices off the dildo and then brought it back down to her pussy. She worked it up and down her slit, spreading her lips but not penetrating them. Finally, she opened her legs a little wider and started working the dildo into herself, getting a few inches inside her pussy and then pulling it back out. She brought the dildo up to her mouth and swallowed about half of it as her fingers worked her pussy again.

Amelia returned the dildo to her pussy, sliding it in about halfway. She began to fuck herself with the dildo. I could tell she was getting really excited because her body started rocking back and forth and she lifted her hips to meet the dildo on every inside stroke.

My wife kept working the thing, letting it go further and further inside her. Soon she had it all in and started pumping it faster. I knew she was close to coming when she started to moan loudly. She was pumping herself furiously now, half moaning and half crying as she pinched her tits with one hand and drove the dildo into herself with the other.

Suddenly, she cried out, Oh, fuck! and her whole body went tense. She pulled her legs farther apart and rammed the dildo home one last time. Then her body went limp and she lay there trembling, the dildo still up between her legs.

Coming back down to earth, my wife pulled the dildo out and brought it up to her mouth. She slid as much into her mouth as she could without choking, pulled it out and smiled at the camera, saying, Happy Birthday, honey.

By now my cock was throbbing and I hurried upstairs to the bedroom. Amelia was lying there naked, the dildo between her legs. I almost came on the spot. She told me to finish her off while she tasted me. I climbed onto her in a sixty nine position and flicked my tongue across the top of her cunt as I worked the dildo in and out of her. She must have been going at it the whole time I was watching the tape she d made because she was soaked with pussy juice. She played with my balls, gently sucking them, but she left my cock alone, which was just as well since after watching the tape I was close to spilling my load.

I kept pumping Amelia with the dildo, pulling it out enough to bury my tongue deep into her love hole and then pushing it back in. She started moaning and squirming around, thrusting her hips toward my face at the same time she took my cock into her mouth. The feel of her warm, wet lips sliding on my shaft was heavenly, and it was all I could do to concentrate on her pussy.

I pulled the dildo out and buried my tongue as deep as possible inside her. I felt her jerk as she glossed my face with her juices. This was all I could take and I let myself go. My wife swallowed rapidly as I stuffed my spewing cock into her mouth.

Amelia kept sucking until I was limp, and I kept licking her until I had her all cleaned up. Tears of joy filled our eyes as we realized we d had the best sex since our honeymoon.

That tape was the very best birthday gift my wife ever gave me.

Mr. Jim Y., Kennebunkport, Maine

I m a thirty two year old single, strawberry blonde who just loves showing off to both men and women. I always dress in the sexiest clothes imaginable, especially bras and panties. My panties have to be super tight, super thin and super small. That s because I like to have my cunt hair visible and spilling over the lace trim. I always wear bras even though I don t need them I just find them to be very provocative, especially the ones with half quarter cups. It makes me feel sexy when my nipples are exposed over the frilly lace edges of my bras.

My dresses and shirts all have buttons so I can keep a couple of the top ones open to expose my breasts. And my pants are super, super tight, especially around my cunt. So tight, in fact, that the crotch always manages to creep between the lips of my pussy.

A few weeks back, I went to a lingerie boutique to buy a bra and a couple pairs of panties. I walked in and started to look at robes and slips while the salesperson, a pretty woman in her late twenties, took care of another customer. After she had finished and the customer left, the saleswoman asked if she could help me. When I explained that I wanted a bra, she asked me for the size and the style. I gave her a size smaller than I take, but instead of describing the style, I simply undid a couple of buttons on my blouse and exposed my bra encased breasts to her. I said, Something along these lines, please.

Well, she just stood there with her mouth open. I turned and headed for the dressing room, not bothering to cover up my breasts. I had removed my skirt and was standing in front of the mirror in my shoes and a pair of tight panties when the young lady pulled aside the curtain. Her eyes dropped immediately to my pussy. I, in turn, dropped my hands there and gave myself a tender little caress. Her eyes came up quickly and she said, Would you like to try this bra on? I think it s what you re after, although it hooks in front. I put my arms through the straps, then asked her to help me hook it.

Attempting to hook the two quarter cups together, her fumbling fingers rubbed against my tits. My nipples started to get hard and I began to breathe deeper, which certainly didn t help her any. And when I reached out and put my hands on her tits, her eyes clouded over and she smiled.

We were this close to kissing when, as luck would have it, the bells of the front door sounded, signaling the arrival of another customer. I gave the saleswoman a sad smile and shrugged my shoulders. Then I got dressed and walked slowly out of the store knowing her eyes were glued to me. I gave my ass a little extra wiggle my way of saying so long and thanks for the attention.

One of my more successful episodes took place in a local supermarket. I went shopping early one morning for a few household items. It was relatively mild out and my outfit reflected the weather. Underneath my super short dress (with a couple of buttons opened on the top) and a sexy half cup French bra in black. The matching G string panties had a front panel so sheer, it looked as if I had no panties on at all.

As I strolled up one of the aisles, I stopped to put a few items into my cart. One of the stock clerks was a few feet away pricing some cans, and I could feel his eyes on me. The name Jimmy was stitched on his uniform jacket. I moved closer until I was about four or five feet from this young fellow, who was trying to make believe he wasn t staring. I opened the next button on my dress and pulled the material away just enough to give him a real good look at one of my nipples peeking over the top of the black bra cup. As he looked, I could see the bulge in his pants getting bigger and bigger. That, of course, spurred me on to even more outrageous behavior.

I bent down to make believe I was looking at some goods on the bottom shelf, and as I did, my dress rode up high on my thighs. I slowly opened my legs. Jimmy stood there gazing at my cunt and discreetly rubbing his cock through his pants. I stood up and walked past him, very closely, rubbing my nearly naked tits on his arm. I went to the manager and asked if he could spare someone to help me put my packages in my car. Guess who he asked to help me? Right, my new friend!

We walked to the car, which I had parked at the far end of the lot. As we walked, Jimmy kept looking inside my dress. We got to the car and he unloaded the packages in the trunk, then started to walk away. I said, Wouldn t you like a tip? He nodded his head. I then told him that his tip would be to observe me finger fuck myself. His eyes opened wide.

I told him to get in the front seat while I got in the back. I then lay across the backseat and slowly slid my dress up my thighs. Now my bottom half was fully exposed except for the wispy black triangle barely covering my pussy. My new friend gasped as I went to work.

I started slowly, rubbing a finger over the lips of my cunt. For a little added attraction, I reached inside my dress and twirled one nipple between my fingers. I kept rubbing and rubbing and rubbing. Finally, I removed my G string and gave it to Jimmy. I then parted my cunt and slid one finger in, then another. As I pumped with one hand, my other hand found my clit and began to diddle it. My pussy got awfully wet quickly!

Although my eyes were partially closed, I could see Jimmy literally drooling. I was just about to come when I removed my dripping fingers from my pussy. I asked him if he d ever had a blowjob and he stammered out, No. I told him to get in the back, and as soon as he crawled over the seat, I began to undress him. Working quickly, I soon had his pants and briefs down around his knees. To my great delight, I saw that he had a very nice sized cock indeed.

I had Jimmy sit on my tits and then I guided him into my mouth. I took the whole thing in, letting it slide down my throat. I knew he couldn t take much more before he came, and sure enough, he began to explode a moment later. Did he ever! I swallowed the first few creamy spurts but the rest ran down my chin and dripped onto my chest. I wiped his dripping cock on my nipples and all over my bra.

I told Jimmy to put his pants on and get back to the store before they sent out a search party. I straightened myself up and got behind the wheel. He stood next to the window and I said to him, Nice tip, huh? He gave me a big grin.

Fingering my clitoris, I gave myself a nice orgasm, then drove off to the gasoline station to fill up . . . again!

Ms. Violet E., Austin, Texas

As a housepainter and wallpaper hanger in the large Midwestern city where I live, I have come across memorable clients, but none of them will remain in my mind as long as a woman named Millicent.

She answered the ad I keep in our city s largest circulation newspaper. She told me her older style condo needed a total facelift, complete with fresh varnish on the woodwork and new wallpaper in the kitchen and two bedrooms. I took down her address and that Sunday afternoon, dressed in casual clothes, I went to her condo.

The place was a mess, with bric a brac everywhere, loaded bookshelves in every room and a kitchen full of hanging pots and utensils. A lot of work was required and I told her so, but she agreed to my price without hesitation. As I looked around, I sensed that she was looking me over, and later events proved me right.

The following day I returned in my work clothes. Millicent offered to fix breakfast, and I accepted despite the fact that I had already eaten. While we were in the kitchen, she said that her ex husband had never had time for breakfast and it was pleasant to have a man there to help her enjoy the morning.

She was certainly helping me to enjoy my morning! I couldn t help but appreciate her beautiful face and figure. Millicent is a tall blonde and perfectly proportioned, and just looking at her inspired very naughty thoughts indeed. I could feel my cock stirring in my work pants as I sat across from her eating my second breakfast.

After breakfast, I asked Millicent if I could use her bathroom as my headquarters. She smiled and said, Sure. That evening, after I had painted her hallway and hung the paper in the kitchen, she said it would be okay to use her shower if I wanted to clean up. Somewhat reluctantly, I told her I preferred a long soak in my tub at home.

On Tuesday morning, breakfast was waiting when I arrived at eight. Afterward, Millicent washed the dishes while I began setting up in the bedroom. She offered to help, and since there was so much to move, I gladly accepted. After we finished moving the bed to the center of the room and placed her other furniture around it, I started moving books from the shelves and placing them on the bed.

Millicent said, Oh, no, let me put these on the dining room table. They ll need dusting and I can do it better in there. So about a hundred books went into the dining room, and the bed remained as it was.

A huge drop cloth covered the bed and everything around it. I then covered the visible parts of the carpeting with smaller drop cloths. Millicent tackled the job of dusting her books in the dining room while I began painting. Periodically, she would stand in the bedroom doorway and silently watch me work.

After nearly two hours, she said she had to get something from the dresser drawer. I lifted a corner of the drop cloth, and she slipped under it. I could see her crawling over the bed to get to her dresser.

After a minute she said, Darn. How did I do that? Andy, can you come here and help me with this?

I lifted the drop cloth and, crawling underneath, saw two bare legs spread wide and dangling over the side of the bed. As I straightened up, a lovely blonde pussy came into view, and beyond that, two beautiful, firm tits with silver dollar sized nipples.

Fuck me, Millicent said simply. The expression on her face was both shy and sweet. Please.

Well, what s a guy to do when he s extended such a delightful invitation? I dropped my pants and began unbuttoning my shirt. Millicent sat up on the bed and helped me as she rammed her tongue into my mouth in the hungriest kiss I d ever experienced.

Neither one of us could stand fully erect because of the drop cloth over our heads, so we fell back onto the bed and Millicent really went to work. Her hands went to my cock, while her mouth and tongue massaged my chest. Slowly, she worked her mouth down to my cock and gave me a tremendous blowjob, asking, Do you like this? every time she did something different.

Like it? I loved it! She had me soaring up and down and in circles. After fifteen minutes of good solid sucking, when my cock was dripping with her saliva, she guided me on top of her, wrapping her legs around my waist as I plunged inside her. Her cunt was hot and wet and her whole body was quivering. In that confined space there was little air, and we were both covered in sweat. Every few minutes, I d push myself up and blow my breath across her chest.

After several minutes, Millicent began to gurgle deep in her throat. The sound rose in pitch until she was screaming with an intense orgasm. I kept on pounding her until I came too, my come splashing into her heavenly hole.

Exhuasted, we lay in each other s arms until our breathing returned to normal. It was a wonderful feeling, but I still had a lot of work to do. As I exited our little love tent, Millicent said, I m going to stay here for a while. I love the smell of your hair tonic.

I must say, Millicent was really special. She not only paid me on time and in full, she gave me a $100 tip for special attention and excellent workmanship.

Customers like Millicent come along once in a lifetime.

Mr. Andy T., Evanston, Illinois

I am a married man and my wife and I are both into panties. I sleep in panties and sometimes wear them under my business clothes. I love the feel of the soft, silky material and the way my cock throbs and drips into the crotch. My wife loves to suck my hard cock through my panties. I eat her pussy through her sexy little panties. She has deep, sensual, screeching orgasms when I do that.

Soon after I began dating Marni, I had an opportunity to see her panties when she accidentally let her dress ride up her legs while getting out of my car. I became very aroused at the sight and wanted to see more. Her white cotton panties dipped down between her legs and puffed out over her little pussy.

A week or so later, we were at a drive in movie and I was kissing Marni while rubbing her pert breasts. With one hand in her bra, my other hand slid up her slim legs, under her short skirt, until I touched the edge of her lace panties. Marni flinched but opened her legs wider. My hand caressed her world class buttocks and rubbed her pussy through her tight underpants, making us both moan in excitement. She was so very wet I thought she d peed in her panties!

Marni spread her legs, allowing me complete access to her sweet sex. I tried to get my fingers under the leg openings, but her panties were too tight. In the dim light I couldn t see very much, but I could feel. I tugged on her panties until they were stretched between her thighs. I then placed my face on her panty crotch and sucked her sweet moisture. I almost came in my pants, I was so excited.

I pulled Marni s panties off and, as we kissed in the dark, I fingered her pussy until she had a volcanic orgasm. Not being too experienced, the intensity of her orgasm scared me. We didn t do anything more that night, but I took her panties home and masturbated into the crotch. Even today, I still like to come in my Marni s panties. I also lick and inhale the aroma of her panties nearly every night after she has worn them all day. I just love the taste, smell and feel of the wet crotch.

One time, when I d been away on business for a week, I went to Marni s house before I even went home. I could tell she was horny as we had not seen each other for a while. She had on a loose top and a short blue denim skirt. She sat next to me on the couch and threw her arms around my neck. We kissed passionately.

All at once she pulled up her skirt and said, Look, Teddy, I have new panties to show you. God, was she hot! Her little pink bikinis were soaked through with her pussy juice. I reached for her crotch but she playfully moved away from me. She grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom. I could see up her short skirt as she ran up the stairs ahead of me. What a delicious sight her tight panties made hugging her sweet little bottom. I could see the little wet spot from the back.

Once in her bedroom, Marni took off her blouse and skirt but left on her bra and panties. As she started to undress me, she purred sexily, Teddy, let s have a panty party. She pulled my briefs down, then sank to her knees and stuffed my hard cock into her mouth. Sucking me gently, she bobbed her head to and fro, making me moan.

Suddenly, she stood up and smiled seductively. Pulling her wet panties off, she held them up to my nose and lips. She then held them open and asked me to step into them. She pulled her panties up my legs and adjusted them around my waist, pushing my cock and balls way down in them so we had a snug fit.

Marni then opened her dresser drawer and grabbed a handful of panties in all colors and styles. There were at least a dozen pairs. She held up a sexy little hipster of nylon and lace and then pulled them up, adjusting the panties over her delectable little ass. The pale yellow material fit snugly over her crotch, making her wet pussy open slightly. My cock throbbed at the sight.

Marni next took off her bra and jumped on the bed among all the other panties. She dragged me down with her and we playfully wrestled each other. She was so hot! She ended up on top of me, facing my feet, with her knees straddling my head. I looked up into her perfect bottom as she wiggled her crotch above my face. What a sight! I could smell the heavenly aroma emanating from her excited pussy.

Holding her slim hips, I pulled her panty covered pussy down until it was mashed against my face. Sucking wildly on the soaked fabric, I heard Marni moan. She slid her pussy wetly against my lips and tongue, front and back, side to side. As I rubbed her ass through her tight panties, she opened her legs wide, mashing her crotch over my entire face. Then she fell forward and started mouthing my cockhead through my panties, making me rise up toward her.

Soon jet after jet of come was spurting from my cock. Marni sucked my come through my panties like a starving person, which made me shoot even more. It was the strongest ejaculation I d ever had. Marni came on my face at the same time, her moans muffled by the fabric of my panties. They were soaked with come, but Marni pushed my panties down and tongued my cock dry.

Exhausted, we lay there for a long time, my cock in Marni s mouth, her pussy mashed to my lips, oozing cream through her soaked panties. I lapped her crotch, sucking lazily.

Make me come again, Marni said, as she took my cock deep into her mouth. Her expert licking and sucking had me hard again in no time. She had my cock deep in her throat, all six inches, her lips meeting my pubic hair.

We came together again, but not as violently. Marni s panties dripped with her intoxicating juice as I spilled my load into her mouth. She changed panties frequently the rest of that day and made me wear them after she had creamed in the crotch. The warm, wet panties felt so good against my body, I knew I wanted to wear them all the time. I still carry them in my briefcase on all my business trips.

Today, married for two years, we continue to thrill each other with lots of oral sex, panty eating and sniffing. Fucking my sweet little Marni is one of life s greatest pleasures, but the fun we have at our parties is the best!

Mr. Ted O., Augusta, Maine

I discovered Variations just recently, when my very best friend, Mandy, bought a copy at a newsstand and showed it to me. Wow, you really have one hot book there! After reading most of the letters, Mandy and I concluded that you d be interested in our most recent sexy adventure.

In many ways, Mandy and I are your typical working girls with very little excitement in our lives. We work as secretaries for the same firm, and the Monday to Friday, nine to five grind is anything but glamorous. Saturday night is when we shine. That s when we dress in our sexiest duds and go on the prowl. That s when we get ourselves laid! And last Saturday night, we got really lucky.

Dressing for my night out, I put on a silky red blouse and a pair of tight black jeans with black heels and lacy anklets. I let my hair fall free, chose the brightest red lipstick I had and accentuated my cheekbones with rouge. For a kick, I added a little dark mark on my cheek with an eyebrow pencil.

As for Mandy, she was really striking. She is tall with long ash blonde hair, large, shapely tits and an ass that stops men dead in their tracks. Her high cheekbones and prominent nose give her a look of royalty. That night she was in a deep pink leather mini dress with lovely lace stockings and heels. She was gorgeous!

After two shots of tequila at our favorite hotel lounge, we were both giddy and really ready for action. We eyed all the guys and rated them, guessing at their sexual prowess. There were a few business types, yuppies unwinding after work. There were a few young guys who looked cute, but no real knockouts. Then he walked in. He had dark hair and eyes. He was dressed in a pinstriped suit that cut nicely across his chest. He had that mild mannered yet macho look about him, sort of a Clark Kent/Superman kind of guy. You just knew when you unwrapped him he would be as solid as a brick. Mandy and I both started drooling.

We don t have to rate this one, my friend said.

You re right, I sighed. What do you want to do flip for him?

Mandy thought for a moment, then smiled broadly. Why don t we share him?

I wasn t absolutely sure I understood what Mandy meant, but I found out real quick. She went over and introduced herself to Andy, who seemed more than a little pleased to have such a voluptuous creature come on to him. I followed behind as Mandy informed our new friend that the best party around was right at our table. No dummy, Andy got the message immediately. He invited us to dinner but Mandy said she wasn t hungry and suggested some drinks in his room. Needless to say, that was just dandy with Andy.

Mandy winked at me as we headed up to Andy s room. Once inside, Mandy whispered to me that I should make the first move. We sat down on the bed and I put a hand on Andy s thigh. It was pure muscle. Andy pulled me to him and kissed me, grabbing my breasts in the process. At this point I kind of forgot about Mandy. I unzipped Andy s pants and took out his cock. It was a wonderful big thing. I got lost in his kiss and the feel of his throbbing member in my hand. I felt a hand undoing my jeans and I let them be pulled off.

That s when I realized it was Mandy undressing me. She was already naked. She pulled down Andy s pants and got on all fours and began licking his balls and cock as I continued to stroke him. Andy leaned over and began sucking on my cunt as Mandy gave him a blowjob. I could see his cock going in and out of her mouth. Andy s tongue found my clitoris and began to drive me wild.

I got so incredibly turned on watching his big dick sliding in and out of my best friend s mouth. My pussy was throbbing and I knew my orgasm was near. It was so wild! I had never experienced anything like it: this hard, handsome man pleasuring me with his tongue while my friend sucked on his cock. I watched her breasts jiggling as her head bobbed on his thickly veined cock. Then I felt a hand on my breast Mandy s. I came, heaving my pussy into Andy s face, crying out with joy as my juices flowed and he lapped them up.

As I relaxed, Andy replaced his tongue with his cock. I lay there, draped over the side of the bed, with Andy standing up and fucking me. Mandy stood over me on the bed and offered her pussy to Andy s mouth. Mandy s ass was directly above me and it turned me on. Andy s thick cock was pumping inside me and it felt like it would explode.

As Mandy gyrated above me, Andy exploded, shooting a thick load of come way up inside me. He grabbed Mandy s waist and pulled her cunt tight to his face. From the sounds she was making, Mandy was coming also. As I concentrated on Mandy s large, lovely ass heaving above me, I shivered with another orgasm.

The three of us collapsed on the bed and lay there for some time just holding on. After a bit, Andy got up and fixed us all a drink. It wasn t long before we were ready to start again.

Andy really enjoyed having two great looking girls licking and sucking on his cock at the same time, and I must say it was fun for Mandy and me as we passed that big, beautiful cock back and forth. When Mandy said, Sandy, sit on Andy s face, I was more than ready to do just that. As I settled into position, my pussy hovering over Andy s face, Mandy plopped down on his sturdy erection, letting out a sigh of pleasure as it slid up inside her. Then, as Andy set about licking and sucking my pussy, Mandy started riding his cock. Soon enough all three of us were coming again, our sounds of ecstasy filling the hotel room.

Mandy and I would have been satisfied if the evening had ended after that, but incredibly, Andy wanted more and we were more than ready to oblige. He told us he had this fantasy of fucking two girls in the ass at the same time, going from one to the other before eventually shooting his load on their upturned bottoms. Good thing for him that both Mandy and I enjoy an occasional butt banging!

We knelt on the bed, side by side, with Andy standing behind us. After greasing our assholes with the KY jelly Mandy carries with her whenever we go out (that girl is always prepared!), Andy began making his fantasy a reality. Slowly but surely, he pushed his cock into Mandy s great ass, making her groan with delight. He fucked her for a while and then pulled out, taking a step sideways so he could do me. I groaned, too, when Andy penetrated me, thinking that it had been too long since I d last had a nice big cock back there.

It went on like that, with Andy going back and forth, fucking Mandy s ass and mine as we gasped and grunted with joy. After Mandy and I had both come, Andy shot what semen he had left on our well fucked asses, again going from one to the other.

Mandy and I have had some wild times together, and our night with Andy ranks right up there at the top.

Ms. Sandy P., Los Angeles, California

My job doesn t pay much so I can t afford to spend a lot of money on vacations, but about two months ago I realized I just had to get out of the city for a few days or I d go nuts. I splurged on a rental car and drove out of Manhattan, heading north toward the forests of upstate New York. I wanted peace, quiet, total relaxation. The last thing on my mind was indulging in one of my favorite sexual variations: voyeurism. Was I ever in for a truly delightful surprise.

I was beginning to feel like my old self as I motored up the Hudson River past small towns and beautiful green timberland. After lunch at a small roadside caf , I pulled off the main highway and followed a two lane road into the thick woods. I parked by the side of the road and wandered back into the forest.

In a thicket of trees, beside a small river, I stretched out to read the paperback mystery novel I d brought with me. I didn t really mean to go to sleep, but the lovely afternoon, the music of tittering birds and the breeze rustling through the leaves conspired to make me doze off.

In my dream there were the murmuring voices of two young women or so I thought. When I opened my eyes, the dream didn t stop. It was just starting.

Not far away, sitting on the bank of the river, were two beautiful young women. One was tall and slender, with full breasts and long black hair. She wore a pair of tight shorts and a tank top. The other was cute and petite, clad in a wispy white cotton dress. Her hair was chestnut red and cut short. The two women were talking and giggling, sipping wine from two delicate glasses, just finishing a picnic lunch.

Though they must have thought they were alone in this wild, wooded place, they spoke so softly I couldn t hear their words. But I could sense the teasing, playful, sensual mood of what they were saying to each other. I could have cleared my throat to reveal my presence, or moved off silently through the trees, but I didn t. Instead, I watched, silent and unmoving, feeling my pulse quicken.

Leaning back on a soft mound of emerald grass, the tall girl with the black hair removed her tank top. She wore no bra, and her large, full breasts swayed free. She smiled at her companion, stretching her arms up over her head to display her stunning breasts. She left her hands up behind her head, her fingers laced into her long black hair, her breasts thrust out for her friend to admire.

I had the feeling it was the first time for the petite redhead, and her tall, full breasted friend was the instigator. The black haired girl helped the redhead out of her gauzy white dress. The redhead blushed, obviously shy about exposing her body. Her breasts were small but beautifully formed, soft little cones that came to pink tips.

Aroused by this totally unexpected but most welcome turn of events, I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my rapidly swelling cock. I started stroking it, all the while keeping my eye on the two women.

The redhead s seemingly more experienced friend was very tender with her, going very slowly as their lips joined in a long, sensual kiss. The black haired girl said something to her companion, who then stretched out on her back in the grass. Kneeling over the redhead, she let her long black hair fall across the girl s body. Slowly, starting at her small feet, she swept her curtain of hair over her friend, trailing it across her small breasts, caressing her body.

Then, very gently, she ran her fingertips up the girl s legs, tickling her pussy, finding her clit with a moment s flutter, then brushing softly up to her breasts. The tips of two fingers softly teased the girl s pink nubs. Then she began to kiss her friend, licking her way up her body, detouring past her pussy and coming to rest on her small breasts.

The redhead pixie murmured something, apparently a signal that she was ready to be brought to orgasm. The tall girl moved into position between her friend s legs, grasped her small white bottom in her hands and leaned forward, her pink tongue flickering as it reached out for the redhead s pussy.

The petite beauty was whimpering with pleasure now, her legs spread wide. She started playing with her breasts, pinching her pink nubs, twisting them between her fingers in rhythm to the licking and sucking down below. And then she came, screaming in a little voice, and a moment later come spurted out of my cock.

The two young women sat close together on the grass, resting, sipping the rest of their wine. Then the black haired girl whispered something to the redhead and they both laughed. The black haired one stroked her large breasts, playing with her nipples until they started to puff up. As the petite girl knelt before those thrust out mounds and reached to touch them, my cock began to swell again in the warm summer air.

The redhead s hands softly caressed her friend s large breasts, tracing circles around their fullness, gently weighing them. Moaning with pleasure now, the tall girl took a deep breath and arched her back, reaching out to the redhead s exploring fingers.

The pixie put her slender arms around her friend. Her pink tongue flicked out to lick first one nipple then the other. I started stroking my cock again, my eyes never straying from the sensual scene before me. She was sucking the nipples now, her slender little hands pushing the black haired girl s large breasts up and together so she could get both swollen tips into her mouth at the same time. Her friend gently pushed her away for a moment to slip out of her shorts. She wore no panties and her pussy, with its furry black triangle, was pink and glistening.

Lying back, she took the smaller girl s hands in hers, and guided them down between her legs. Arching her back, she pushed her pussy up to the redhead s face, whispering to her. As if on cue, the birds now sang in the trees, providing background music to the sucking, licking sounds the redhead was making as she lapped her friend s cunt.

The black haired girl s big breasts heaved as she came. She arched her back, pushing her pussy into the little redhead s face, grabbing her head and moving it from side to side, up and down, in the hot V between her legs.

My cock was throbbing again, hard and hot, aching to spurt once more. I started to stroke it faster. When the tall woman came, she gripped her friend s red hair in her hands. At that moment, I choked back a moan and spilled my seed on the forest floor. The two women rested in each other s arms for a long time, kissing gently, the tall girl s full breasts pushed up against the pixie s firm little cones.

Stuffing my cock back into my jeans and zipping them up, I silently made my way out of the woods and back to my car. I found it hard to believe that I had witnessed such a stimulating love scene between two beautiful young women in the forest. It had certainly made my weekend away from the city that much more enjoyable.

Mr. Tanner R., New York, New York

Wait till you see the Rose!

All I could see was a circle of white light where a nude woman swayed to the slow music from a jukebox. Tall and blonde, she moved as if her butt were double jointed. This was my punishment? My new boss, C.B., told Harry I couldn t sell for shit but that he d whip me into shape real fast. Licking her lips, the dancer pinched her nipples, her face showing a mixture of arousal and amusement.

Harry laid his hand on my shoulder. Come on, good buddy, wait till you see the Black Rose. I followed him to a table in the back where he introduced me to the other salesman and then said, This is C.B.

Gold rings flashed as we shook hands. There was more money in C.B. s clothes and jewelry than I had made all year. You re the kid, right? Harry says you re learning to sell.

The applause at our table was picked up by the men sitting near the stage and became a roar of approval. Every eye was focused on the stage, on the most beautiful woman I d ever seen. The Black Rose.

Take a cup of black coffee and pour in a healthy dollop of whipped cream that would be her skin color. Straight black hair covered a high, round bottom, and deep brown eyes a man could drown in scanned the room. Leaning close to Harry, I whispered, You don t mean this is C.B. s

He grinned. Hey man, it s my night.

You mean you get to . . .

Harry nodded. C.B. always says the Black Rose is our motivator.

Unlike Clancy s other women, the Rose didn t just strip off her clothes during three songs from the jukebox. When her scarlet kimono floated to the floor, she was as naked as the day she was born. Drifting across the stage, light as the discarded silk, she showed and touched every part of her body, from the dark brown nipples crowning her high, full breasts to the soft curves of her bottom when she reached back to spread herself.

The Rose lay on a fur rug as if she were teasing a solitary lover instead of a mob of sex hungry men hiding hard ons under shaky tables. Lifting her legs until her knees almost touched her head, she opened her thighs, exhibiting the wet, pink contours of her cunt.

I imagined I was close enough to see the dewy moisture between her legs, and I swear her skin was flushing the color of new orchids. Someone touched my elbow. Amazing, isn t she? It was C.B.

Another dancer took her place, and in a minute the Rose glided past, went straight to Harry and whispered, I understand we re going to spend some time together. The words came out husky and breathy.

As Harry and the Rose reached the door, his hand dropped low to squeeze the curve of her ass. I would have given all I had to be one of those fingers. Before I left, C.B. reminded me to see him early the next morning.

I dreamed about the Black Rose that night. I was on top of her, drilling my cock into the world s tightest, wettest pussy, looking into soft brown eyes and the sweet, stunned stare of a woman who loves getting fucked. If touching the Rose for real required selling more real estate and hanging out in a strip joint, so be it. I d do whatever it took.

C.B. had a cup of coffee waiting for me in his office. He smiled and pointed to a chair. Sit down, son. We got work to do. I m going to turn you into someone who doesn t take no for an answer.

Selling was that old man s religion and by God, he evangelized me. An hour later I knew a dozen ways to move the houses on my list. The appointment I canceled to go to Clancy s? That afternoon those people signed a contract, the first decent commission I d had in a month. I stopped by C.B. s afterward to thank him, and stayed a couple hours learning more. That evening I sold two properties I d had listed for several weeks.

A few weeks later, I was the one being rewarded by C.B. If I live to be a hundred, I won t forget watching the Black Rose leave the stage that night, knowing she was coming to me.

The Black Rose didn t talk much as we drove from Clancy s, just gave me directions to a condo on the west side, then leaned back and closed her eyes. I wondered what would happen once we got there. Anything you want, baby, the Rose whispered, as if she could read minds.

Anything? I asked.

The Black Rose grinned. I take good care of C.B. s guys.

At her place she closed the front door and laid a long, wet kiss on me, her hot tongue wrapping itself around my teeth. Then she led me to a hot tub in a steamy, perfumed room. The Rose helped me get my clothes off, and after I was settled in the water, she disappeared.

When I saw her again, the Rose was naked, too. From down in the tub, those long legs seemed even longer, and the place where her legs met was even darker than it had appeared on Clancy s stage. Easing into the tub, she crooned, Relax, honey. I m gonna do it all for you and only you.

The Black Rose washed me like a baby, running a soapy cloth all over my body. She hit every part, from my forehead to the soles of my feet, paying special attention to my cock and balls. When I was rinsed, the Rose kissed me, stabbing my mouth with her tongue before she let it follow the cloth down my body until my cock was buried inside her mouth.

My cock was a hammer handle even before the Black Rose got into the water, and I almost lost my load as her questing tongue licked hungrily at the tip. Don t come just yet, baby, she said. The Rose stood up, turned her back and dropped her sweetly curved ass into my lap.

Long brown fingers guided my cock into the slick heat of her cunt, and she whispered, Don t move. Neither of us twitched, but where I was jammed inside the Rose, all hell broke loose. It was as though another mouth had swallowed my cock, sucking, biting and pulling. God, I breathed, lunging upward.

The Black Rose turned her head and murmured, Not yet, sugar, and the awesome sensation stopped. Rising off my lap, she stepped free of the water and helped me out of the tub. After she d dried me off, we climbed into her bed.

Squatting over my middle, she giggled while I watched my cock cycling in and out of her black thatch while her heavy tits bobbed in front of my face. Then, rolling over onto her back, the Rose raised her legs and pulled me into her. I lost track of time. The Rose wasn t kidding when she promised me everything. She even got into a low crouch and guided my cock into the tight heat of her sweet ass. Fuck me hard, she whispered, grinning over her shoulder. Do me like an animal, honey.

Whenever I started to come, the Rose moved away long enough for me to gain some control. When at last she let it happen, those long brown legs were hooked over my shoulders and her white teeth were nipping at my neck. I saw stars before it was over.

The next day I woke up hungover and so in love I thought I was breathing through my balls. I was ready to buy one of my real estate listings for her and live happily ever after nailing her into oblivion. I d forgotten about the rest of the sales firm or anything else at Clancy s. I was desperate to see her and waited outside C.B. s office, sucking on a styrofoam coffee cup, ready to sweep her off her feet and save from her from the old coot. I was so naive in those days. I should have known.

When the Rose showed up, I stared at the hypnotic swell of her butt as she strutted into C.B. s office. I could see through the window as the Rose took C.B. by the tie, leading him to the back room. Just as I came through the door, I heard that soft whiskey voice say, Darlin , I m your lunch break today.

I expected fifteen, maybe twenty minutes from that old man. An hour later I was caffeine crazed and much older and wiser. With my ear cocked to the door, I listened to the sweet moans from the Rose, and it went on and on.

When it was over, she sashayed out of C.B. s office, smiling like a Cheshire cat. She patted my cheek. I asked her if she wanted to go for a ride in my car, maybe for the rest of my life. She laughed, then shook her head slowly. Believe me, baby, I m ridden good. C.B. s dick can do everything but bark.

I got the rest of the picture that day from the salesmen that hang out at Clancy s. They say the Rose giggles like a teenager when she sees C.B. s car waiting outside, and runs to slide in beside him. They say he s got her head dropped in his lap even before they get onto the main road.

Mr. Kaleb S., Omaha, Nebraska