The sun was scorching, and it was unusually hot for upstate New York when I went to meet my lover at his friend’s house. When I arrived, I found the love of my life and his best friend discussing going swimming to cool off. We decided on my house, since I have an in ground pool with a diving board and slide. Paul, my dream come true, knew my love for him was so strong I’d do anything he asked, and even before we got to my house, he was dropping little hints about a two on one. I was getting heated up just thinking about it.

When we arrived at my house, I gave a short fashion show of my most revealing lingerie and sexiest swimsuits to turn the guys on. When Paul pulled me close in an embrace, his enormous erection pushed against my stomach. I was horny and wanted him then and there, but I knew I should wait. Pulling away, I gave him a soft kiss and went upstairs. Paul went outside to join Chris by the sparkling waters of the pool.

Not much later I showed up in a sexy red and black bikini. The guys whistled in approval. The water was chilly and made my nipples hard. I swam for a bit and then got out and proceeded to get ready for the evening, The guys made small talk while I went back into the house to take a quick shower and dress. I had a strong feeling that it was going to be a special night, so I took extra care shaving, making sure my perfume was applied to all the right spots, and picking out what to wear especially undergarments.

The three of us left my house, stopping for a bite to eat before proceeding to Paul’s home so he and Chris could change. Paul, to me, is the most perfect specimen of a man. He’s about five feet ten inches tall, with thick, slightly wavy black hair that hangs to below his shoulders, and dark, mysterious eyes, He works out regularly, so his body is in immaculate shape. I love him with all my heart. Chris, on the other hand, is a fair skinned, Scandinavian type blond with sexy blue eyes.

They were ready in no time, and we were on our way. Hmm where to go? We discussed possibilities and found very few enticing enough for our frame of mind. I had Paul drive my car so I could hang out the window and listen to the stereo. Finally we went into town and got some vodka and orange juice. We were hoping we could find a spot where we could let our inhibitions go and be free, wild and reckless.

Since it was now dark, Paul decided on a golf course about a mile from his house. We drove by to make sure it was deserted and to look for a good location to drink and be rowdy. Paul drove out over the freshly cut grass and then stopped right on the green of the seventeenth hole! We turned up the music and got out of the car. We sat on the hood of my car and drank and laughed. I took off my shoes and socks, and both men did also.

Paul showered me with sensual kisses and held me tight in his masculine arms. I lay back on the hood and pulled him on top of me. I wrapped my long legs around him and pulled him close so I could feel his arousal against the warm spot in my jeans.

Paul caressed my hips and, in one swift movement, pulled me up and removed my shirt. He eased me back down on the hood and held my face as our tongues entwined in a hot kiss. He let go and stood up. I wrapped my arms and hands around him and pulled myself up, then took a few sips of my drink. I noticed Paul look toward Chris, so I did the same. He was leaning against the car door, sipping his drink and smoking a Turkish cigarette.

I looked back at Paul, and he finally brought the subject out in the open the idea of a threesome. I’d known hours before that it was on his mind, and the suspense had been killing me. He assured me that it would be great for our relationship and that he trusted Chris to act discreetly about it, so I agreed. I could never say no to Paul, anyway.

Actually, it’s always been a deep desire of mine to fulfill two men while they fulfill me. Even though I was into the idea, I didn’t know how to start. Paul told me to kiss Chris and let him know everything would be okay. I walked over and just planted my lips firmly on his, toying with his long blond hair as I pushed my tongue into his mouth. He responded and turned me on even more. I rubbed my hand over his crotch a few times, smiled and moved back to Paul.

Thinking about how to start this adventure, I discarded all my clothes except my white bikini panties. Both men had grins on their faces and were as eager to touch my body as I was to touch both of theirs. I went to Chris and made sure he was rock hard and ready for action by shoving his cock deep into my mouth and bobbing on it. Meanwhile, Paul was licking my pussy with his talented tongue, making me squeal with pleasure. I stared lewdly at Paul’s erection, wanting to feel it deep inside me, but first Chris would fill my hot, tight hole doggy style.

A small groan came from me as he took me from behind. My whole body shuddered as he set a rhythm and stayed with it. Paul was kneeling
in front of me as I tried to meet Chris’s pounding strokes into my pussy. I also had my mouth full of Paul’s huge cock. I was doing my best to please both men.

We soon switched positions, and Chris’s large manhood plunged in and out of my mouth, His throbbing hard on was spreading my mouth wide as, with each stroke, his balls came to rest on my chin. I let out a sigh as I felt Paul’s long, thick cock against the walls of my pussy. Ripples of ecstasy went through my entire body. Each surge of his enormous shaft made me hotter and wetter. I was about to go insane accommodating two guys at once.

Paul must have read my mind. He moved out of the way, and Chris began to fuck me missionary style. I wrapped my legs around him and met his thrusts with my own.

We changed to doggy style once again, and Chris finally unloaded inside me. I turned and planted a gentle kiss on his lips. Then I stood and went to Paul. I gave him a kiss and then sucked his rigid cock between my lips. I circled the head with my tongue and quickly pushed his cock deep into my throat.

As I knelt between his legs, I wet the index finger of my right hand and gently inserted it in his asshole while I continued to suck him hard and fast. He suggested he take me in the ass. Anything I could do for my wonderful man!

He lay flat on the grass. As I straddled him, aiming his superb rod toward my puckered rear hole, he gripped both cheeks, spreading them wide. I felt my tiniest hole give way little by little, and pleasurable pain caused me to cry out.

After what seemed like a lifetime I felt his pubic hair against my flesh. He plunged in and out of me a few times, right to the hilt. With his stiff rod inside me, I was in ecstasy he filled me completely. After what seemed an eternity of pleasure, he shot his love juice into my bottom. We embraced and gave each other a kiss.

Paul and I got up off the grass and got dressed along with Chris. All of us got into the car, and I requested that Paul run and get me the flag from the seventeenth hole. He did. We drove off the course and to Paul’s house and said our good nights, and I headed home.

The whole way I thought of being filled by two great men. Both of my studs shoot to thrill and are second to none. My spirits were soaring like an eagle and my pussy was satisfied. I hope Paul and I experience a wide world of variations together.

Ms. F.G., New York

I live in New York City, I love it. The people of many nationalities, the ethnic food and the women are just a few of my favorite things. My home is in a line of renovated brownstones. My apartment faces a small rear courtyard. I like it because it’s rather quiet. That is, it was until a few months ago.

My bedroom window faces the back of another apartment building. If I lie on my bed and gaze out, I can see into the apartment right across from mine. Sometimes I occupy a boring evening with a little peek into other people’s homes. Most of the time I see individuals going about their daily lives you know, doing household chores, or just watching TV. Then a new couple moved in. They must have been there for a few weeks before I noticed them, because their bedroom looked pretty well furnished and neat. It usually takes a while to get settled after a big move.

Anyway, it was a warm spring night, and my window was wide open so was theirs. The only thing obstructing my view of their bedroom was a pair of sheer curtains billowing in the breeze. It was about ten o’clock, and I was watching television until movement from across the courtyard caught my attention. Looking up, I saw that the man was getting ready for bed. He shouted out something, and a few seconds later, the woman came into the room. And, boy, was she a knockout!

She had the longest legs I’d ever seen. Her long, dark hair swayed as she approached the bed. She was gloriously nude and perfectly proportioned. At that moment I thanked God for my twenty twenty vision.

The woman said something to the man and laughed. He looked as though he was watching her intently as she crawled onto the bed like a sleek panther. I shut off my light so that I could see better. That’s when she started to lick the man’s toes.

Slowly her tongue bathed each toe as she went from one foot to the other. It was erotic and stimulating, and I imagined what it would feel like if she were doing it to me. I felt my cock begin to harden.

The woman worked her way up her man’s leg, caressing every inch of his flesh along the way. I could see this guy’s cock get big and point up toward his stomach. My own cock was growing rapidly.

Now the woman caressed her lover’s thighs and kissed them. She licked and nibbled all around his genital area, and I could see the man push his hips up off the bed, She moved her hands upward and took his nipples in her fingers. She pulled on them, all the while sliding her tongue slowly up his stomach to his chest.

With her head finally up where her hands were, she took one nipple in her mouth and sucked on it hungrily. Never had a woman done this to me, and my hand strayed to my right nipple. I caressed it and pulled it, and a shock of pleasure went through me directly to my cock I went from half mast to full. I had never realized how sensitive my nipples were! I thought that was exclusively for women.

The woman then lay right on top of the man. She grinded against him, and he brought his body up to hers. Suddenly she moved lower so that her head hovered right above his big cock. Tenderly she touched the base of his cock with both hands, bringing the tip of his swollen manhood to her lips. Then she smiled and engulfed it. I saw that a cry escaped from the man’s mouth. She worked her tongue up and down his shaft and also caressed his balls. For a moment the curtain of her long hair fell over her face, and I silently gave thanks when she pushed it out of the way, Once again I had a great view of the blowjob she was giving this guy.

As she sucked him deep into her mouth, the man reached down and caressed her nipple. He pulled on it, and she moved closer to him so that he could keep touching her breasts. Finally, with his cock still in her mouth, she swung around on top of him so that they were in a sixty nine position. Great, I thought, sixty nine is one of my favorite things.

The man hugged the woman’s hips and mashed his face into her cunt. For just a moment her mouth popped off his cock and she said something, and then she resumed sucking him. They were humping steadily into one another now, totally engrossed in each other’s throbbing genitalia.

I was in a trance watching this couple. And horny as hell! I had never really thought that watching other people make love could get me off, but it was, and I pumped my own cock right through my pants. Then I thought of something. I ran to my bathroom, removed my pants and underwear, grabbed some baby oil, and coated my dick with it. I sprinted back into the bedroom and onto my bed. I couldn’t believe that the couple across the way was still at it.

While my hand massaged the oil into my cock, the man and woman continued sucking each other with animal frenzy. The woman was gobbling the man’s cock and pumping her pussy into his face. The guy started to knead and slap her asscheeks. This must have really got her off because, once again, she stopped sucking and cried out. Her pelvis really rocked into him, and I could tell that she had reached an exhilarating climax.

Suddenly she hopped off the man and got on all fours. Quickly he positioned himself behind her. The flickering light of their television cast eerie shadows on their bodies, and I could tell that they were both slick with sweat. The guy then entered the woman, and her mouth opened to form a big O, He thrust into her, and she banged back vigorously against him.

He kept hold of her ass and slapped it a few times. While they were fucking, I was pumping my hard on, pulling on it hard. I imagined that it was me behind this beautiful, uninhibited woman, sliding my cock in and out of her luscious folds. I kept watching and pumping, and then I felt my own climax coming on. I watched as my dick spewed forth an amazing amount of cream.

Looking up once again at the couple, I could see the guy pumping her with tremendous force, and she looked like she was moaning. Then the man pushed way up into her cunt. He finally reached his exuberant orgasm and pumped into her a few more times.

While I got some tissues to clean the mess I had made, the couple across from me cuddled in postcoital bliss. The man lit a cigarette, and the woman caressed his chest. They both looked so happy and content.

I don’t really know if they can see me watching them. If they do, I guess they don’t care. It’s nice to know that even when I’m not sexually involved myself, I can still get off by watching their energetic lovemaking. I’ve even thought of showing my girlfriend my discovery my own private live sex theater. I’m pretty sure she could get into watching another couple get it on while we are she does like to watch me play with my cock. Maybe she can watch both me and my neighbor across the yard get hard at the same time. I’ll tell her to bring her glasses tomorrow night!

Mr. J.C., New York

The lavender colored clamps stared at me from their plastic package. They looked a lot like those snack clips you buy in ninety nine cent stores, and I wondered if they might be useful for keeping potato chip bags closed. But that was not what they were intended for, and that was not why I bought them.

No, these dainty looking, rubber coated items were nipple clamps, to be used during sex play. I shouldn t have been so curious about my new toys, as I d owned dozens of nipple clamps, but never had I seen any that were so . . . girlie. I d had metal ones, black ones, ones that looked like office binder clips and household clothespins, but never had I seen any like the ones in the box before me.

My girlfriend, Anita, was new to nipple play, and the man at the sex shop had said these purple clamps which, I should add, vibrated were the perfect beginner toys. They were coated in a thick rubber and tightened with big, plastic screws, a far cry from the cold, shiny metal ones I d been using. Anita was sure to enjoy her introduction to nipple play with these clamps, and I couldn t wait to try them out with her.

I wanted to tell her about our new playthings the minute she walked in the door for our date that evening, but I did my best to hold back. I wanted my gift to be a surprise. Thankfully, our dinner and a movie night went by quickly, and we were back in my bedroom before I could break down and spill the sexy beans. Of course, that s when things seemed to slow down. Usually Anita s a wham bam thank you ma am kind of girl, but that night she seemed more interested in slow and sensual lovemaking instead of fast, furious fucking. I thought for sure the change of pace would ruin my plans to inject some much desired kink into our relationship, but thankfully I was wrong.

I hadn t had time to hide the package before our date, so I d simply set it on the nightstand, next to the small collection of massage oils and lotions that I like to keep close by. And, lucky for me, Anita wanted to give me a massage. Reaching blindly over my body in the dimly lit room, she made to grab a bottle of oil, but instead her hand landed on a small plastic package. Surprised to find something out of place in my otherwise orderly apartment, she flicked on the reading lamp above the bed and studied the package in her hand.

What s this? she asked, a knowing smile already on her face and her eyes twinkling with mischief.

You just studied that box for five minutes, I replied. You tell me.

Oh, I know what they are, she said, but aren t you going to use them on me? Or should I do that myself, too?

Only Anita could make such a kinky request sound like a chore, but somehow that only turned me on more. Taking the package from her hands, I placed it on the bed beside me and kissed her hard on the mouth. Since we were both already naked, my hands wandered freely over her smooth skin, and I made sure to let them travel over her small breasts several times before I pulled away. Now it was time to start the fun.

Moving my hands back to her delicious little tits, I gently massaged each one, rubbing them with my palms. Then I focused on her nipples, warming them with my hands, tweaking them between my thumb and forefinger, flicking them lightly with my long fingernails. Each action had Anita moaning and wriggling more, and in a minute I had to straddle her to keep her in place while I played with her beautiful breasts. Then, finally, it was time for the nipple clamps to come back into play.

I attempted to suckle one of Anita s tits while I opened the package, but it wasn t working and eventually I pulled away from her writhing form long enough to get the clamps out of the box. Then I threw the package aside and turned my attention back to my girlfriend s needy nipples.

While Anita moaned for me to continue sucking and licking her, I carefully locked her nipples in the tiny vise like clamps. The rubber was super soft, and the clamps were designed so that they couldn t be tightened too much, so even when I had the screw all the way in, they were nowhere near as tight as my metal ones would have been. Anita sighed as I screwed the left and then the right clamp into place, the constant pressure bringing her new pleasures. Once they were both secured, I began to tug on them lightly, stretching her perky nipples as they remained caught between the rubber coated jaws of the toy.

The more noise Anita made, the more aroused I got, and soon I knew I had to turn on the vibrators so I could let the nipple clamps do their job while I fingered my dampening pussy. Pushing the tiny black button on the side of each clip, I set them to vibrating and moved my now free hand to my cunt, which was demanding immediate attention. Anita s body was jerking around on the bed while I frigged my clit, and soon I forgot about my own needs as I watched her body writhing with pleasure.

Her hands were traveling over her body, rubbing the sides of her tits as the clamps vibrated them gently, tickling her ribs and dancing close to her pussy but never quite stopping. But I knew that if she was feeling anything like the ecstasy I feel when my own nipples are trapped within their mini vises, she needed something more. So I leaned over her body and placed a feather like kiss on her mound. Then I kissed her again, closer to her clit this time. Then again right on her rock hard bud, and then lower on her juicy lips. When my tongue darted out to lick her labia, she humped upward and tried to force me inside her. That s when I knew that my new toys were doing exactly what I d been promised they d do.

Removing my mouth from her sex, I thrust a finger into her cunt and watched her buck against my hand. After a few more thrusts, I added a second digit, then a third. Now I was thoroughly fucking her pussy with my fingers while she moaned and writhed under me, the vibrations traversing her body coming not only from the buzzing sex toy but from her own ecstasy as well.

When I added my lips and tongue once more, she went crazy. Her hands tugged my hair and her hips bucked wildly, fucking my face while I brought her closer to the edge. Then, only minutes later, she was coming, her juices flooding into my mouth as she screamed out in joy. I stayed down below, sucking up her tangy liquid until she had calmed down and lay quietly on the bed, the only sounds in the room being her heavy breathing and the low hum of the vibrating nipple clamps, which were still in place and buzzing away.

Climbing up her body, I stopped the vibrations and removed the clamps from her tits. Then I kissed her and lay down beside her, letting her cuddle up against me.

Anita loved her foray into nipple play, and after she d recuperated a bit, she was ready for a second round . . . this time with me wearing the clamps. But that s another story.

Ms. Renee D., St. Paul, Minnesota

My current boyfriend, Evan, is a sight to behold. He has thick, dark hair that I love to run my fingers through and hazel eyes that glow with warmth. Although he has a handsome face, what I like most about him is his body. If you were to see him walking down the street, you might not be too impressed. He isn t exceptionally tall at five foot eight, and his build is rather slight. But when he s naked wow! it s an entirely different story.

Evan loves to work out and goes to the gym nearly every day, so his body is in tip top shape. He is all toned muscles, but not excessively ripped like a bodybuilder. The first time I had him naked, I spent what seemed like hours running my tongue over every inch of his perfect physique and that was even before I got to his cock!

When I went over to his place last Saturday night, we had planned to cuddle on the couch and watch a movie. And that s how our date started but the evening very quickly took a sexy turn. I guess it was my fault since I d brought over a porn film. I couldn t help it I was really horny! I slipped the DVD into the player and curled up next to him, and when the movie began, he laughed and slipped his arm around me.

A busty blonde in a red latex catsuit strolled across the screen, and before long, she was getting fucked in the ass by her male co star. I was mesmerized by the sight of his cock slipping in and out of the starlet s asshole, and I shifted in my seat as I felt my pussy grow wetter by the second. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw some movement. I looked down to see Evan adjusting his hard on in his pants. Obviously the onscreen coupling was getting to him as well. When he noticed me looking, he moved his hand and sheepishly apologized.

What for? I asked incredulously. Evan shrugged his shoulders, still seeming a little embarrassed, and I suddenly got a very sexy thought. You know, I said teasingly, I d actually like to see more of that.

Of what? he asked with a laugh.

That cock of yours. I want you to strip naked and jerk off for me. I want to watch you come.

Seriously? Evan seemed a little surprised by my request. He might ve even blushed a little.

Haven t you ever jerked off for a girl before? He shook his head, his look of shock morphing into one of amusement. Ooh, I ve got me a virgin. Okay, then. Get to it, I playfully ordered.

While the movie continued to play in the background, Evan stood, kicked off his shoes and pulled his shirt over his head. I eyed him delightedly, taking in the fine sight of his well defined chest, covered with a smattering of dark hair, and letting my eyes travel downward to linger on his six pack abs. With deliberate slowness, he unzipped his jeans. The mouth watering swell of his eight inch cock, nestled within his white boxer briefs, came into view as he pushed his jeans downward. No longer shy, Evan looked at me with a wicked gleam in his eyes as he reached down and rubbed his hand over his cotton covered erection, seeming to make it swell even more right before my eyes. I settled back into the couch cushions, reaching under my skirt to stroke my slit through my panties, feeling my own arousal grow as I took in the sight of him stripping just for me.

All right, I said, nearly breathless. Enough teasing. Lose the underwear.

Evan laughed at my impatience and slipped his hands into the waistband of his briefs, easing them down his legs. I actually gasped when his erection popped free of the elastic. His cock is the most beautiful one I ve ever had the pleasure of sucking. Long and thick, his dick rivals that of any porn star, and I couldn t wait to see him squirt.

My boyfriend kicked his feet free of his underwear and sat on the opposite end of the couch, keeping his eyes on me the whole time. While watching the porn movie had been sexy, having this Adonis of a man sitting before me, naked and stroking his erection, was infinitely more thrilling than anything that could be played on a TV. Propped up by a couple of throw pillows, Evan curled his fingers around his shaft and began to leisurely stroke himself up and down, using his other hand to tickle his balls.

While he slowly jerked his dick, I continued to tease my cunt. I resisted the urge to plunge my fingers into my hole just yet. I was on fire and wanted to wait, hoping to time my orgasm with his. My desire to continue watching was also threatened by my ever growing desire to suck his handsome cock into my mouth while I toyed with his tiny nipples. But there would be plenty of time for that later. At that moment, I wanted to see Evan get himself off, and I was determined not to let anything get in the way.

Evan kept up a slow, steady pace, his fist rising and falling on his erect dick. I saw a flush spread across his chest and face as he grew more aroused, and over the x rated movie soundtrack playing in the background, I was able to discern a slight increase in the pace of his breathing, which was also growing more erratic as he edged himself closer to orgasm. Although he seemed to be enjoying himself just as he was, I thought he could use a little assistance. Keeping one hand circling my clit through my panties, I leaned over to fetch my purse from the floor. Reaching in, I grabbed up a small tube of jasmine scented hand lotion. I popped it open and leaned forward, drizzling a generous trail of the cream along his dick. Evan smiled a crooked smile and began to pump his fist more rapidly, his motions clearly aided by the lotion s lubrication.

I returned to my place on the couch, this time slipping my fingers inside my panties to tease my clit more directly. Judging from Evan s gasps, he wasn t going to last long. Keeping my eyes locked on my handsome guy, I then plunged two fingers into my pussy and continued to toy with my clit. I enjoyed squishy noises of my squirming fingers in my cunt, which were joined by the wet sound of Evan s fist flying up and down his slick shaft. When he began to thrust his hips up toward his hand, I knew he was super close. I increased the speed of my fingers on my swollen button as I kept my eyes on his cock. With a loud groan, Evan bucked upward one last time and seemed to freeze as the first spurt of come shot from the tip of his dick. The sight of his white cream spurting from his cock and splashing against his muscular thigh set off my own orgasm, and my lusty cries soon joined his as my fingers took me over the edge. Evan continued to groan as he resumed pumping his dick and let loose an additional four spurts of semen that glazed his hand and anointed his abs.

Once I d caught my breath, I sighed contentedly and then crawled over to give Evan a kiss to thank him for the sexiest show I d ever seen. Next time, I need to bring my camera that was hot!

Next time, he said, you need to bring a dildo, too. I want to watch you fuck that sweet pussy of yours.

You ve got a deal, I told him.

That night was the start of a new hobby. We have a huge collection of photos and videos of each of us jerking off. But what we both want now is a live audience. We recently placed a personal ad online, looking for another couple to show off with, and I m happy to say that we have a date set for next month with a great pair of newlyweds who live nearby. I ll let you know how it turns out!

Ms. Anna L., Stamford, Connecticut

My boyfriend, Tony, and I have an active and diverse sex life. I ve always enjoyed an occasional fling with another woman, while Tony likes to indulge in his favorite fetish: cross dressing. Tony is not a tall man he s only five foot nine but he s trim and has great long legs, which help him be a very passable transvestite. Tony and I frequently go out with him en femme. A slenderizing corset and a nice bra help transform him into a lovely 38 30 36 lady. Depending on her temperament for the evening, Tony may be a blonde, a brunette or go with his own shoulder length black hair.

It took awhile to train Tony how to act truly femme. The easiest part of his makeover was the makeup, wig and clothing. But it took some practice for him to master the art of gracefully walking in three or four inch heels. Forget about those slutty five inch heels. I wanted my man to look like a proper lady, not a streetwalker! From the beginning, I trained him in the differences between a woman s and a man s deportment, teaching him everything from how to hold a purse to how to cross his legs when sitting while wearing a skirt.

For our first outing, I took Tony to the movies in feminine slacks, a turtleneck sweater and low heels. This enabled Tony to be comfortable in public without attracting too much attention. We then graduated to stopping for coffee at the caf in our local Barnes & Noble. After a few weeks of wearing slacks, Tony graduated to a knee length skirt and a formfitting sweater. As he became more comfortable passing as a woman, he progressed to wearing dresses that hit several inches above the knee, and we began changing our destinations as well. We moved from coffee at the caf to dinner at softly lit restaurants. With Tony s growing confidence, our trips became longer and more daring. Finally, he graduated to a very public trip to the mall to go shopping for the day as a lady.

That first trip to the mall was exciting for both of us. I spent several hours preparing and transforming Tony from a young man to a gorgeous knockout woman. I had purchased a complete outfit for him as a graduation gift, planning on dressing him from head to toe. I laced his perfumed and freshly shaven body into a white 38C corset. Water balloons gave him that needed feminine bounce in the bust. I rolled a pair of beige seamed stockings up his legs and attached them to his garters, before I had him step into a pair of silky white panties. I slid a lacy white slip onto his lingerie clad body before having him step into his dress, a delicate number covered with tiny roses. It hugged his torso and flared out in the skirt to help hide any bulge that might develop during the day. The fullness of the skirt also allowed for a breeze to kick up the hem and show off the delicate lace at the slip s edge and his stockings tops. Lastly, he slid on three inch, white sling backs and a shoulder length brunette wig with curls full enough to conceal his neck and his slight Adam s apple.

We had a great day shopping at the mall. Tony selected several colorful bra and panty sets, camisoles, slips and several dresses. As a special gift, I bought him a floor length nightgown with a matching robe. After lunch at a nice restaurant, we shopped for shoes. We were giddy with excitement and unspeakably aroused. We ended the day with dinner and a movie at the mall theater and had earth shattering sex that evening at home.

After that successful shopping trip, Tony and I went out regularly as girlfriends. Around the apartment Tony began dressing en femme every day. As a bonus for me, Tony became more helpful in doing chores so often left to women, such as washing dishes, laundry, ironing, etc.

For Tony s birthday, I wanted to give him something really special. To be sure that we were on the same page, I asked my boyfriend if he ever fantasized about having sex with a man. He blushed and nodded yes. I suggested we could pick up a nice looking businessman at a hotel, finagle an invitation to his room and have some fun. Tony haltingly admitted he would like to give a guy a blowjob while he was dressed in his feminine clothes. All that was left was for me to make his fantasy come true!

That very weekend, there was a convention in town, so there would be a lot of eligible men around. It also meant there would be a lot of prostitutes at the hotel. In order to avoid security believing we were women of the night, I registered us as attendees and made a reservation for us to have dinner in the hotel restaurant on the first night of the convention. I decided Tony would look best dressed in a floor length formal gown at dinner, so she would attract more refined gentlemen. It worked like a charm. Two men in their early forties sent drinks to our table. Soon we were headed for the room they shared. I did most of the talking and explained that we weren t interested in fucking anyone, but we loved giving oral sex. Those guys were out of their pants in lightning speed.

At first they were startled when I stepped behind them and announced that I wanted to tie their wrists behind their backs. I assured them we were not thieves, but we only wanted to enhance their blowjob experience. The guys laughed and one of them said that he liked kinky stuff. At my direction, the men sat down, and I tied their ankles to their chair legs. Their erect cocks waved in front of them, eager for the touch of womanly lips.

I explained that my girlfriend was a novice and that she needed to practice fellatio, which was music to the guys ears. Together, we took on the first cock. Telling Tony to watch me carefully, I caressed it and licked and sucked the head. Then I offered it to my boyfriend. He followed my lead beautifully. As he took the cock between his virgin lips, I instructed him on how to deep throat the stranger s dick, and with a little coaxing, Tony was able to take it fully down his throat. He bobbed up and down on the man s dick, the curly ringlets of his wig bouncing as he got into a cocksucking zone. When the man was groaning, I asked my boyfriend if he was ready to gulp down his first load of come. With the cock still in his mouth, he nodded yes. Almost on command, the man moaned loudly and shot his load into Tony s mouth. My girlfriend really had to work hard to keep it from seeping out of the corners of his lipsticked mouth. Some did dribble out, but he scooped it up with his finger and licked it up. I motioned to the next guy s penis and told Tony he was ready to go it alone. I sat back in a chair and watched as Tony licked and sucked dick number two. He worked on that cock for at least twenty minutes before that man flooded his mouth with come, too.

Afterward, I asked Tony whether he wanted to go for seconds he was game, as were the guys. I ordered two bottles of wine from room service, and we sipped Chianti as we waited for our captives to recover. When they were ready for round two, Tony returned to his knees and worked on each of them. Of course, because they had just shot their loads, each took more time to come the second time, giving my cute little cocksucker lots of practice. When we finally untied the men and were ready to leave, Tony gave each of them a lingering French kiss, neither man realizing Tony s little secret.

In the morning we went for the continental breakfast. Tony had changed his wig to a different color and wore slacks and a sweater. I put my hair up and wore a pair of non prescription eyeglasses. From across the room, we watched as the two gentlemen from the night before huddled together and discussed their great fortunes of the previous evening. I asked the waiter whether this convention met each year at their hotel. When he replied yes, I nodded to Tony and told him to make plans for next year to come back and have some more birthday fun.

As we wait for the convention to return, Tony and I continue to go out with him en femme. His cross dressing also fulfills my desire to be with another woman. However, my woman does not need a strap on to satisfy me!

Ms. Lena G., Houston, Texas

Since Cassie and I were sexually active with other people before our marriage, we saw no reason not to have sex with others after our wedding day. We both feel that jealousy is an infantile emotion, so no matter what, we agreed to never ever let it creep into our relationship.

Quite frankly, the only reason we go out with other people is to have sex. When either Cassie or I have a date, we tell the other one about it beforehand and then have really wild sex afterward while talking to each other about the night s salacious details. But unfortunately, we live in a small town. Doing such things is very hard to conceal, so we can t do it often. Our salvation is that New York is only a couple hours away by car, which makes it a prime destination for our illicit activities.

Even before we were married, Cassie and I took all precautions, and for several reasons, the use of a condom was mandatory. Right after we were married, I tried having sex with Cassie without a condom, and it just was not the same. For us, there is something about using a condom that implies illicit sex and adds feelings that can be gotten no other way. For that reason we still use them, even though we religiously practice safe sex with our anonymous partners.

I have always recognized that a woman can have a dozen or more partners in an evening and do justice to all of them. One particular fetish of mine is to have Cassie have sex with multiple men while nearly fully clothed, and then have her put her panties on and go out for the evening with me as if nothing had happened. It s so dirty, and the idea totally turns me on. She says she feels like a sexy whore when she does that, and we have incredible sex at the end of the evening.

We did this a couple of times, but we both wanted to raise the stakes. I realized that I wanted to see her be fucked by multiple men, and maybe have another woman involved in the scene, too. When I casually mentioned my fantasy to Cassie, she admitted that she had been longing for such a scenario herself.

After some research on the Internet, we were able to contact several men in New York City who were interested, and one of them Mitch wanted to include his wife. It was exactly what we wanted!

The only issue preventing our dream from becoming a reality is that we are not independently wealthy, and the cost of a hotel suite in New York was a bit beyond what we could afford. In order to have the party, we had to share the cost. Then Mitch suggested that since he and I were furnishing the women, it should cost neither of us anything. In fact, he said, we should make a little profit on the deal. A few extra bucks sounded good to me, and Cassie laughingly called me her pimp.

After everything was arranged, I reserved the suite on my credit card, and we were ready for the big weekend. Cassie wore a long sleeved, snap front denim dress that I find exceeding sexy because it s so easy to rip open the snaps and pull the dress down around her arms and make her helpless. Under it, she wore a tie front blouse and a pleated miniskirt with no panties, of course.

On the way to New York, I was thankful for my pick up truck with its bench seat because it allowed Cassie to cuddle up next to me. She felt and smelled so good. During the drive, we discussed the party, and Cassie said she was really horny. It took all of my self control not to stop someplace and screw her silly.

When we arrived at the hotel early Friday evening, all of the single men and Mitch and Marita were already there. Marita was curvier than my wife and was wearing a black halter top mini dress. Her large tits almost spilled out of her outfit I couldn t wait to get my hands on them. Cassie, on the other hand, looked more like she was going to church than to a gang bang. She looked so demure in that dress, with her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders. I loved that she looked like a prim and proper wife, but that she fucked like a whore.

We all immediately headed to our suite, and the party began when Cassie yanked open her dress and showed off the sexy outfit underneath it. One big hulk of a man enveloped her in his arms, and Cassie cooed with joy. He soon had her naked and down on the mattress, where he began driving his cock into her. I had never imagined how wild it would be to see Cassie taking man after man, and often with another in her mouth at the same time!

After Cassie had fucked five guys, she broke away from her new friends and came to me. She had me lay on the bed and impaled herself on my erection. She turned to the side to swallow another man s cock as she began to ride my dick.

Cassie momentarily gagged as she energetically swallowed the man s dick, and her cunt really gripped my cock as she coughed. Before long, another guy slowly worked his cock into her ass, and I could feel it pumping inside her when he began moving in and out. The extreme stimulation made me shoot off three times rather quickly, but my cock stayed hard with all the stimulation. My wife continued to ride me while the other two men plundered her, giving me an extended, nonstop orgasm.

The muscles of Cassie s spasming cunt were gripping my cock, and the dick sliding in and out of her ass continued to stimulate my own shaft. After I don t know how long, another guy demanded to replace me under Cassie, and I gladly let him take my spot, wanting another vantage point for this hugely erotic scene.

My wife is a small woman. She only weighs around 100 pounds. So the men just picked her up, let the newcomer lie down on his back and set her on top of him. I poured myself a glass of wine and sipped it while I took in the sight of my slutty wife. She was moaning with ecstasy and looked more sexy than I d ever seen her. Before long, my cock was aching to fuck her again.

The orgy lasted until early Saturday morning, by which time all of the single men had wandered away. With Marita and I watching and idly fondling each other, Mitch had a leisurely fuck with Cassie. She lay there with a blissful smile on her face as he brought her to orgasm after orgasm.

While they were still humping and moaning on the bed, Marita and I headed into the shower. We shared a slow, satisfying fuck under the hot spray. It was a nice way to come down from such a frenetic evening.

When all of out guests had left, we counted their donations. After our expenses, there was $1,500 for us to split, which was more than enough for us to enjoy the rest of our weekend in the city.

On the way home, Cassie commented that it had been the best weekend she d ever had. As I looked at my beautiful, tiny wife in her denim dress, it was hard to comprehend that this woman had just spent a weekend getting screwed by one man right after another. She was fresh from her shower and had only put on the barest of makeup. The sight of her turned me on all over again, and I couldn t wait for us to get home and screw again.

That weekend was the start of a whole new lifestyle for Cassie and me. Her sexual appetite is insatiable, and I am more than happy to help her find new and exciting ways to feed her desire. I m the luckiest man in the world!

Mr. Steve K., Via E Mail

I used to think that if you were gay, you were gay, and if you were straight, you were straight. I was a confirmed straight girl, and a slutty one at that, bedding a new man almost every week, sucking countless cocks and even enjoying two men at once. I might dance with hot girls at a club or pretend to flirt with them, but until I met Paula, I had never thought about diving between the sheets with a fellow female.

It wasn t like we met, felt an instant attraction and tore each other s clothes off. Paula and I became friends when she came to work at my company, both of us toiling alongside each other for long hours of web design and strategizing. I got to know her gradually, and I soon found myself thinking about her when I was at home, or smelling her vanilla scented perfume on my clothes. She has long, black hair that hangs straight down her back, and pretty big breasts that she mostly keeps covered. She is not an overt sexpot like I am, with my short skirts, shiny red lipstick and open flirtatiousness, and that s what drew me to her. It took a little longer to get to know her, but as I did, I discovered that when I d walk away from a conversation with her, my panties were wet.

While fucking the last guy I went home with, Roger, I almost said her name, but I stopped myself just in time. I knew then that this was not simply a harmless crush. It was something I needed to pursue if I was ever going to make peace with my new found urges. So I did what I do with guys I want to fuck who aren t quite picking up on my signals I invited her over to my place on a Friday, luring her there with the promise of freshly mixed drinks in my new blender. I make a mean strawberry margarita, and I figured that sounded innocent enough: two girls drinking and celebrating the end of a long workweek.

Of course, there was more going on under the surface, and I had a feeling Paula could tell. I wore a new, cleavage baring outfit along with a silver necklace whose charm dangled between my breasts. She took the bait, holding up the snake charm and analyzing it, while I held my breath, excited by her closeness. When she let the jewelry drop back into place, I smiled at her, and Paula gave me an enigmatic smile in return. Then I went about making the margaritas while trying not to think about how her nipples would feel in my mouth. She d worn a knee length navy dress with a modest scoop neck and matching heels. Her hair and makeup were simple but attractive, and that made me want to taste her all the more.

I poured us each a margarita, and we went to sit out on my patio. It was a beautiful day, and it was great to see Paula outside the context of work. My heart was pounding as I tried to make small talk, but I only found the courage to hit on her when I had drained my glass and figured I had nothing left to lose I could always blame my advances on the drink. But when I pulled her close, Paula fell willingly into my arms. And when our lips met, it was like being kissed for the first time, but better.

My first boyfriend was hot, but his kissing skills needed work, plus he had a mustache. Paula was soft and sweet and gentle. We made out as if we had all the time in the world. Even as heat slaked through my body and I knew we were going to fuck, I wasn t racing to the finish line, nor was she. We must ve kissed for an hour, with occasional breaks to feed each other sips of margarita, stroke each other s hair and tell each other how beautiful she was.

Kissing Paula was everything I d hoped it would be and more. My crush, unlike so many others, had turned out to be a requited one. Elisa, I could kiss you all night . . . but I want to kiss other parts of you than these pretty lips, she whispered. What do you say about going to your bedroom? She smiled at me as I blushed from her hot stare. Her long lashes, framing brown eyes flecked with green, were beautiful. I, too, wanted to kiss her from head to toe.

I held out my hand and led her to my room, where that morning I d placed some scented candles by the bedside, clean, soft sheets and my purple comforter on the bed, and tucked lube and a hefty silicone dildo into my bedside drawer.

Though I had made the first move, Paula was the one who really got things going between us. I was grateful, because my legs had turned to jelly and I could hardly speak. I let her undress me, then her lips were on my breast. I stroked her hair and focused on the feel of her tongue moving against one nipple while her fingers played with the other one. When her teeth started nipping at my nubbin, I moaned. Yes, I said.

You like that, Elisa? You like it a little rough? Paula asked, learning what I liked as she upped the intensity with each touch. Soon I was thrashing around, and she hadn t even touched my pussy yet! I want to fuck you, you gorgeous girl, she said, and I was helpless to do anything but lie there while her fingers played with my cunt. She kept her lips fastened around my nipple as her fingers plunged inside me. I didn t have time to worry about whether she was wet or not because she kept touching me in all the right places.

Her fingers knew exactly where to go, her thumb on my clit while her fingers plundered me, giving me all kinds of sensations I had only dreamed about. Sure, guys had finger fucked me, too, but never quite like this. They say that it takes a woman to know how a woman s body works, and with Paula as my guide, I believed it. I was soon gushing as she pressed against my G spot, making me ejaculate onto her hand. Good girl, she said, praising me, and I beamed.

Have you ever been with a woman, Elisa? she asked. She had a way of saying my name that was the hottest thing I d ever heard, as if she were speaking French or Italian, turning it into an exotic come on.

No, not until now. But I ve thought about you touching me . . . and me touching you, I said as I struggled to sit up.

Have you thought about eating my pussy? Because I d like to sit on your face and come all over you, she said.

Yes, please, now, I said. I had thought more about us kissing and pressing our bodies against one another than oral sex, but I was hungry to taste her and be truly initiated into the world of girl on girl love. She got naked, showing me her sleek, smooth pussy lips before settling herself onto my mouth. Go with your instincts, she said as she mounted me. Soon her body was hovering over me, her pussy descending, and I did as she d said.

It turns out, I am a natural at pussy eating, and Paula can also come very quickly, because I gave her three orgasms in only half an hour. This made me feel very accomplished, and I loved hearing her screams each time she came. Getting to know her pussy with my tongue was a powerful introduction to being with women. I could automatically tell which tongue strokes worked and which didn t, and because she was on top, she could shift and grind and move however she liked to maximize the sensation for herself.

Whereas I may have dressed the part of the wild, sexy girl, Paula turned out to be the one with an inner slut. I m so glad she shared herself with me and shared the same passion I d felt for her.

We didn t wind up using the dildo and lube, but I showed them to her and she promised me that next time she ll fuck me for as long as I want with the toy, and she might even bring over some of her own! I don t know whether this means I m gay, but I m definitely hot and horny for Paula, and I can t wait to enjoy lesbian lovemaking again very soon.

Ms. Elisa N., Santa Monica, California

I have a more active sex life than most women I know, but the last time I fucked my husband, Sean, was a month ago. Don t feel sorry for me, though. We have an open marriage, and because he travels often, we decided early on that if either of us found someone else we wanted to sleep with, we were free to do so. So far, since I have a higher sex drive than him, I ve been the only one to avail myself of such opportunities, but Sean doesn t mind. He likes to hear about my adventures and is actually the one who encouraged me to write about them to Variations.

My main lover is Charles. Whereas my husband is ten years my junior (I m forty), Charles is ten years my senior. He s got white hair and an air of wisdom about him, as befitting his status as the chairman of his own company. I always feel a bit nervous when I visit him especially if he s in his office because he likes to bend me over his desk and spank me. He claims the walls of his office are soundproof, but sometimes when I ve emerged with my hair rumpled and both sets of cheeks flaming, I m sure that people can tell what we ve been up to, whether they ve overheard us or just speculated about our kinkiness. He delivers a spanking like no man I ve ever met.

Every Friday after work, I go to his house. He has an office there with a desk that s set up like a school principal s, complete with a ruler, plus a few other very non principal like implements. When I arrive, I ll change out of my suit into a cute plaid skirt and a white top with the buttons undone just enough to show off my large breasts, and I ll also put my hair into pigtails. When Charles sees me like this, he goes wild. I know it makes him instantly hard.

The other day, he spanked me so hard he had to rub my ass with ice after he was done. Well, he didn t have to, but it felt damn good when he did. When we started out our scene, he said, Your bottom blushes so prettily for me, Maya. It s almost like you don t get spanked enough for your own good, and you want to do well in school, don t you? I think you may have to come to my office more than once a week. It s the only way to improve your behavior. When he talks to me like that, I get so wet I feel like I m going to soak my panties. Charles took the ruler and slapped it against my ass, getting my attention.

Oh! I cried out. That first, precious slap felt so good.

I wonder what your husband would think if he could see how naughty you are. This statement crossed our role playing with real life. Sean knows about my extracurricular activities, but he s a plain vanilla sex kind of guy who s happy that I ve found a way to indulge my kinky side. I d once shown him my ass after it had gotten paddled pretty hard and he d just shrugged. But that day I pretended that he d be mad simply to egg Charles on.

We can t let him find out, I said, and Charles then started spanking me more quickly, with a little less zing in each stroke. This way, he d be less likely to leave any marks. Secretly, I love it when I can feel the aftereffects of a spanking from my lover when I lie in bed at night with my husband, but this game of make believe was fun, too.

How else do you think you can prove your willingness to work hard, aside from taking all these spankings? he asked, switching to swatting me with his bare hand. I love it best when he takes his hand to me it feels so direct, him delivering his lust directly to my bottom. It s his way of showing me he loves me, in his way, just as Sean s is to kiss me deeply while we make love.

I could suck your cock, sir, I told him, knowing he would never refuse a blowjob.

I think you very well could, he said as he finished delivering his smacks, the cumulative effect of them making my pussy tingle.

Then I got on my knees and took his very big cock all the way down my throat. I give Sean plenty of blowjobs, but his dick isn t as long or wide around as Charles s. With Charles, I have to work hard to suck his cock, and that extra effort, plus the extra saliva that drips down my chin, turns me on. He can control his erection enough to last for quite a while, and he made me wait to have my own orgasm until he had reached his. Only when I d swallowed all the semen he d pumped into my mouth was I allowed to come once. Charles knows I can have multiple orgasms but unless it s a special occasion, he only lets me come with him one time, to show me that he s in charge.

Sean and I have fun and orgasms together, but sometimes I crave more than that. Charles is the man I go to when I need a spanking, but Tony is the man I go to when I want to show off in public. We don t go to orgies, but instead he ll finger fuck me at the movies or take me to a dance club and push the boundaries until my top is practically off, my nipples bared for all to see. Ours is an occasional friendship, when we re both in the mood for being frisky.

Lenny is my most recent boy toy, and I love the fact that he s as voracious sexually as I am. Like me, he s bisexual, and we specialize in threesomes. Well, we ve only had them four times so far, but I m looking forward to more. It doesn t matter if it s another man or woman, we enjoy the thrill of three bodies merging. I have long gotten off on watching men kiss, but my husband would hear nothing of that scenario.

But Lenny is the kind of equal opportunity horndog who ll go up to a man and tell him he s cute. That s how we wound up in our most recent threesome. What was particularly bold is that we were at a mixed bar, so Lenny had no way of knowing the guy s sexual orientation, but he s so confident of his hotness (and trust me, he s hot) that otherwise straight men sometimes fall for him. We took Tom home with us, and Lenny soon ordered us to kiss, when he wasn t grabbing Tom for himself.

So, who s prettier? Lenny asked, then laughed as Tom looked from one to the other. Don t worry you ll get to have us both. This was such a treat for me, after all the missionary position sex I d been having with my husband. Sean makes me come, but sex loses some of its thrill when it s done the same way all the time. Just being around their homoerotic desire was enough to make me dripping wet. I d really love to fuck your ass, Tom, Lenny said as he stared at Tom s cute butt. What do you think?

I d like that, our new friend said. Maybe I can go down on Maya while you do that. I was tickled by the suggestion and got undressed, then settled myself against the pillows with my legs spread wide. While Tom licked my cunt, Lenny lubed up and then slid his cock into Tom s ass. I wasn t sure what Tom s pussy eating skills would be like since he seemed more gay than straight, but he proved himself a top notch cunt eater as he burrowed his tongue deep inside me.

Eat her real good I want to taste Maya s come on your lips, said Lenny. He had said the same thing when he d fucked a girl named Sue in this position during our previous tryst, but it wasn t just a line he really did want to do it. He was fully in the moment and kept fucking Tom, sending him deeper inside me until we all came within moments of each other.

I m so glad I have a loving, supportive husband who lets me get the sex I crave and still come home to his warm body in bed. I m hoping someday he ll join me in my adventures, but until then, I have plenty of men in my life to satisfy every one of my sexual whims.

Ms. Maya L., Hartford, Connecticut