When Amy came home and said she wanted my help dyeing her hair, I thought she’d lost her mind. She’d dyed her hair plenty of times, but always at a salon, with professionals doing the work. The one time I could remember her coloring her hair at home, it was a touch up, and her sister came over to help. Why she suddenly wanted my “expert” assistance was beyond me.

“Come on, baby,” she whined playfully. “Don’t you want to make sure I look my best?” I tried to tell her she’d look better if I stayed far away from the dye, but she refused to accept that. “You’re helping,” she insisted. “Let’s go. You’ve got work to do.”

I shook my head in resignation and followed Amy to the bathroom. She said that first I’d have to wash her hair, and I reached into the shower for her bottle of shampoo, figuring I’d wash her hair in the sink. When I told her that, she laughed. “You can try,” she said.

Her comment confused me, and I wondered why she thought I’d have such a hard time washing her hair. I asked Amy what made this task so impossible, and she told me that she didn’t think she could “get into the right position” to use the sink. That really confused me. Why wouldn’t she be able to bend over and put her head over the sink?

“Well, why don’t you take your shirt off so it doesn’t get wet, and then I’ll wash your hair,” I suggested. I assumed Amy was removing her top as I turned on the hot water, and I was surprised when I looked over to find her still wearing her shirt but stripped naked from the waist down. “What are you doing?” I asked her curiously.

Amy handed me the box of hair dye, and as I read the front, I saw that it was pubic hair dye. Suddenly everything made sense. I studied the box to see what it was all about, what the instructions were, that sort of thing. It was hot pink dye, and according to the instructions which were, thankfully, extremely detailed it would last for at least two weeks. I wondered what had sparked Amy’s desire for hot pink pussy hair, or dyed pussy hair at all, but I realized I wasn’t concerned with her motives. The idea seemed wild and erotic, and if helping meant I got to ogle her cunt, I was okay with that.

Once I’d had a moment to take in what my fianc e was asking of me, I soaked a washcloth in hot water and then turned off the tap. I knelt down and gently scrubbed Amy’s pussy with the cloth, and then dried it with a soft towel. Next, I opened the dye kit and put on the rubber gloves. The first step was to bleach her brown hair, and I applied the bleach carefully, not wanting it to sting her delicate skin.

We had to wait almost fifteen minutes before we could rinse out the bleach, and Amy set the timer on her cell phone. While we waited, Amy pulled me to my feet before taking my place on the floor. She looked at me coyly as she unzipped my pants and pulled out my hard cock. She started stroking me with her soft hand, and in seconds I felt my balls tingling as my excitement grew.

Amy’s hand was moving slowly up and down my cock, and I started moaning as her strokes picked up speed. After every few passes she would rub her thumb across the head of my cock, sending shock waves of pleasure through me. It felt incredible. I was really getting into it, and I thought she might even bring me to climax. And then her phone started buzzing. Our time was up.

My cock was rock hard, and I was aching to come, when Amy stood up and stepped into the shower so we could rinse out the bleach. I tried to focus on the task at hand, and I pulled down the handheld showerhead and turned on the water so I could spray Amy’s pussy. As soon as the bleach was out and we saw her pussy hair was platinum, I dried her off and then started to apply the dye.

The dye was dark, so it was easy to see where I’d applied it as I rubbed it into her hair, and I’d coated her bleached curls with the dye in about a minute. Again we set the timer so we’d know when she could be rinsed off, and once more Amy got on her knees. I stood next to the tub and looked down as she leaned in and took my cockhead into her mouth. Her soft lips felt fantastic against my aching dick, and I moaned loudly as she sucked up more of my shaft. There was no way I was going to last through a fifteen or twenty minute blowjob after the handjob she’d given me earlier, and no more than three minutes had passed before I was shooting into her mouth.

My climax didn’t stop Amy from sucking my cock, and she continued to lave my shaft with her teasing tongue. She milked me dry, using her hands and lips and tongue, and then I started to get hard again. I’d started to think she was going to bring me to a second climax when the timer went off. Amy immediately pulled her mouth off my dick and stood up, telling me it was time to see how I’d done.

I got down on the floor, turned the water back on, and rinsed out the dye. Her hair was practically fluorescent, and it looked striking against her faintly tanned skin. I’d done a pretty decent job, and as I dried her off with the towel, I took some time to admire my work.

Amy’s pussy looked even more delectable now that the hair was dyed pink, and I vigorously rubbed her with the towel as I imagined fucking her. I wasn’t sure if she’d let me fuck her with her freshly dyed cunt hair or if there was some sort of waiting period, but my cock was throbbing and I couldn’t think about anything but banging my girlfriend.

When I was done drying her off, I stood up again and helped Amy out of the tub. “Do you like it?” she asked when she was standing next to me, and she gestured toward her cunt.

I grabbed my dick, which was rock hard, and showed it to her. “What do you think?” I responded, making Amy smirk.

Looking pleased with herself, Amy took my dick in her hand and led me to the bedroom. “How about you give it a test drive, see if it feels as good as it looks?”

She didn’t have to ask me twice! I grabbed Amy around the waist and picked her up to toss her onto the bed. I wanted to eat her pussy, but I knew that would have to wait. At that moment, I needed to fuck her.

As Amy lay sprawled across the bed, I hurriedly stripped out of my clothes, and then leaned over the bed to take off Amy’s shirt and bra, my eyes almost never leaving her pussy during the process. Once we were both undressed, I ran my fingers through Amy’s hot pink curls and discovered that while I’d dried her pussy hair, her slit was absolutely drenched. The dyeing process had turned her on as much as it had me!

I thrust a finger inside her and felt her juices drip out around my digit. She was ready, and I knew further foreplay would only delay our pleasure. As soon as I pulled my finger out of her cunt, I climbed onto the bed and straddled her. I slid into her easily, and I was up to my balls in her pussy after only one stroke. She was tight and wet and felt fantastic, but after fucking her a minute or two, I really wanted to see what her hot pink pussy looked like taking my dick.

I pulled out of Amy’s sopping wet cunt and got up on my knees. I pushed my girlfriend’s knees to her chest and spread her legs wide, giving me a great view of her pink pussy hair. As I slid back into her, I watched her cunt swallow my dick, the hot pink curls seemingly moving up my shaft as I pushed deeper inside her. It was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen, and I stared at her pussy for several minutes as I fucked her, completely enthralled by the sight of my cock pushing through her hot pink bush.

The first few thrusts in the new position were slow and steady as I focused on the sights more than the sensations, but soon my cock was aching and I needed to fuck her hard, so I finally gave in to my base instincts. I bent over Amy and started to pump more rapidly, until our hips were slapping loudly against each other. We were fucking furiously, and I felt myself getting closer to an awesome climax. I was on the verge of coming when Amy’s hand reached between our sweaty bodies. I thought she was reaching for her clit, but her hand stopped at the top of her bush, and when I shifted so I could see what she was doing, I saw her twisting her bright pink curls between her fingertips. That sight was enough to push me over the edge, and I came hard, my cock throbbing wildly as I pulled out and shot all over her pink bush.

Amy came a few seconds later, and she arched her back and screamed while I watched her fingers play at her clit. As she calmed down she said, “I think you messed up my hair,” and laughed. I told her I’d be happy to help fix it, and she suggested I wash it after we took a short nap. I gladly agreed.

Mr. Russ K., Via E Mail

Some people go on road trips to sightsee or to explore new towns. My wife and I go on road trips because we get off on having public sex, and while Carrie and I still get plenty of action between the sheets, somehow when we’re on the road, the sex is even hotter.

We like to take long weekend trips in the fall, when the extreme heat of summer has cooled off a bit, and we can enjoy the breeze as we drive in our convertible. Once winter hits, it’s too cold even for us. Last fall, we drove from our New Jersey home down the coast to South Carolina. You know that saying “the journey is the destination” ? Well, for us that’s completely true. Sometimes we set out to visit one town but wind up nowhere near it. If we get lost, we don’t make a big deal out of it, because that gives us more chances to find new spots for outdoor nookie!

We started out at ten in the morning, armed with coffee, snacks and sunscreen, not to mention some sex toys for the road. Carrie knows how to use her pocket vibrator while in the passenger seat without attracting too much attention. As I drove, I turned on the radio and reveled in being free of obligations for a little while. We chatted and listened to the news before putting in a Rolling Stones CD and blasting it loudly. The music was so loud, in fact, that I didn’t hear Carrie when she started using her buzzing best friend, but I did notice when traffic lightened up.

“Hey, what are you doing over there?” I asked teasingly.

“What does it look like?”

“Do you think that’s fair?” I asked teasingly. “I can’t join you because I have my hands on the wheel.”

“I could help you out,” she said. “I do have two hands, after all.” So while her right hand held the toy under her skirt, her left reached over to fondle me. In no time, my dick was extremely hard.

“Be careful. I still need enough blood in my brain to focus on the road,” I warned.

“Okay, tell me if it’s too much,” she said with a naughty lilt to her voice.

“You’re so bad,” I said, but really I meant “you’re so good,” because she gives the best handjobs in the world. Even through my jeans, I felt the heat of her fingers, and I knew she was excited to feel my dick stiffening under her touch.

“But you like me bad, right?” Carrie said with a laugh. “Want to see what I’m doing?” Before I could even answer, she’d lifted up her skirt to give me a brief but exciting glimpse of her bare pussy with the red toy buzzing away at her clit. Of course I’ve seen her pussy hundreds of times, but it’s always a welcome sight, especially when I know that it’s possible someone driving by might see it, too. She pulled her skirt down and then started to open my zipper. “What about you? Can your cock come out to play?”

“Carrie, I’m gonna have to pull over. You’re driving me crazy,” I said. “The next rest stop is in ten miles. Do you think you can wait?”

“If I have to,” she said with a bit of a pout.

I drove faster, but within the speed limit, feeling the familiar sense of excitement and adrenaline rush through me. I don’t know why I love fucking in public so much, but I do. I don’t want to sleep with anyone other than Carrie, even though I do check out other girls that’s only natural. But when someone catches a glimpse of us, it makes me feel like we’re doing a public service by inspiring other couples or even just making someone’s day as they see her luscious ass while she’s riding me.

Soon we were at the rest stop, and I pulled over into a deserted corner.

“You’ve had a head start,” I told Carrie. “You need to help me catch up.”

“Gladly,” she said, and while still using the toy, she shifted so she could get herself off while sucking my cock. She wrapped one hand around the base of my dick before taking the head between her beautiful lips. I watched her, as awestruck as I was the first time she sucked me off in public. Initially, she took only the first few inches of my dick down her throat and stayed there, both of us adjusting to the glorious sensation.

I thought I heard a noise outside and looked up to see a man walking past us. We locked eyes, and he stood there for a few seconds blatantly staring at us, before moving on his way. Carrie seemed to sense what had happened and paused in her blowjob to ask, “Was someone watching?” She turned her head briefly but didn’t see anyone, then went right back to taking my erection into her mouth, this time moving her lips all the way down to its base.

At some point, she turned the vibrator off and let it drop onto the seat so she could better focus on blowing me. I knew from experience that when Carrie is actively engaged in cocksucking she can’t focus well on anything else, so I stroked her hair and encouraged her as she got me off.

“Maybe we can find a sex toy store and I’ll take you in there, so you can tell whoever’s working behind the counter about what you like to do on road trips. Maybe if you give him a peek underneath your skirt, he’ll give you a toy for free. Would you like that, showing off that sweet pussy of yours? Maybe you can even let him touch you.”

We don’t actually play with other people, but we do like to fantasize about it, and one of Carrie’s biggest fantasies involves me arranging to have another man fuck her. I’m sure if we actually wanted to open our marriage, there’d be lots of guys who’d love to have her blow them, or even lick her pussy. I’ve had guys actually try to hit on her when we’re out. I don’t get jealous, but I do make sure they know they can look but not touch. We get our freak on by showing off.

When I was finally ready to come, I eased her lips off me and said, “Do you want my come all over your face, Carrie? Or do you want to swallow it?” She moaned, giving me a look that told me both were equally hot options.

“Maybe I should decide then,” I said, then lashed my cock across her cheek before jerking my dick against her lips. Pretty soon I was spurting all over her face. My release felt amazing all the more so when Carrie smiled at me with sticky lips.

She licked some of my load off her lips and then grabbed some napkins from the glove compartment to wipe herself off.

“Let’s go in the backseat,” I told her. We got in back, and she settled her head against a travel pillow and spread her legs. I took the toy and held it against her clit while sliding two fingers into her pussy, talking dirty to her the whole time. It didn’t take long for Carrie to climax wildly, but since she can have multiple orgasms and we were in no hurry, I kept going and made her come a second time.

Afterward, we straightened our clothes and got out of the car to use the restroom. I noticed one curious guy checking us out and wondered if he’d seen us fooling around. From the look on his face, I’d bet that he had. After that, it was back in the car, where we soon found a deserted stretch of highway. Excited by our find, Carrie took the opportunity to strip off her top and bra and exposed her bare tits to the sun.

Driving anywhere with Carrie is always fun, because I never know what to expect. During our trip, we found a few other spots to engage in some exhibitionism, and even marked them on the map so we can return next time.

Mr. Gil K.,
Edison, New Jersey

When James asked me if I wanted to join him and an out of town friend at a party, I agreed. I work weekends, but this party wouldn’t start until eleven, giving me time to race home from my job at the mall, shower, change, and be at my most fabulous. Somehow, though, James neglected to mention that the party was less cocktail and more cock plus pussy, whips and chains. It was a play party in a dungeon, and while not everyone was doing something kinky, that was the general tone.

“Hey,” I said in mock outrage. “You didn’t tell me what kind of party this was!”

“I was worried you might back out, and I promised Greg I’d bring a woman. That’s the only way we could get in.”

“Do you think I’m some kind of prude or something?” I asked.

“No, but I knew you’d like it once you got here,” he said with a smile.

“Yeah, you’re right. I bet I can find someone here to have fun with like that guy,” I said, pointing to a guy on his knees who was giving a woman a foot massage. The man heard me and looked over for a second, and I smiled at him.

“You should find yourself a guy who’s all about you, who’ll do anything you ask. Most of them don’t even want all that much in return, save for attention.”

“I think I will,” I said. I knew that being submissive wasn’t my thing. But having a man available to do my bidding? Knowing that him servicing me made him hard? That was something I could get into.

“Let’s check in with each other at midnight,” I suggested, and then sent the men off to frolic while I took my own tour of the place. I noticed immediately that there were more men than women, which was good news for me. I wouldn’t have to settle for anything less than a man who made me wet and could meet my needs. All too often I’d been at regular parties where the gender ratio was the opposite.

Right away, I found myself surrounded by guys. I wasn’t wearing fetish gear or even anything all that risqu , just a red dress that skimmed my toned thighs and beige high heels. I have black hair cut in a short bob, and was wearing red lipstick and dangling gold earrings. I’m hot, but I’m not a model or anything. Still, guys were appearing out of nowhere, offering me drinks and massages. “I can make you come just from massaging your feet,” one guy said.

“And what if I don’t?” I asked.

“Then you can punish me, but even though I like being beaten, it’s not my aim to make you anything but blissfully happy, ma’am.”

This was such a different world from the bar scene, and I smiled as I sat down, letting a man whose name I didn’t even know take one of my feet in his hands and gingerly undo the shoe’s strap. He treated my designer footwear with the reverence it deserved, which impressed me.

Just as I settled in and was letting this man, who looked to be in his mid fifties, stroke my stocking clad foot, a college aged guy approached me to ask, “Ma’am, may I get you a drink?”

“Yes, I’d like a glass of white wine.” I could hear the sounds of people getting spanked, whipped and all sorts of other naughty scenarios. Maybe I’d get into some of that later, I thought, but at that moment, the foot massage and a drink were going to be enough. My wine arrived, and when the hot younger man asked if he could do anything else, “Lick my pussy,” somehow came out of my mouth.

“You’ll keep on with your foot massage,” I said to the man who looked disappointed at the prospect of being torn away from my ped, “while he eats my pussy.” Why shouldn’t I partake of all the luxuries this party had to offer? I pulled off my stockings, analyzing them, this time with an eye to tying a man’s hands behind his back. I stuffed them in my purse maybe they’d be useful later on.

Then I spread my legs, grateful I’d gotten my pussy waxed a few days before. I’d been to my share of risqu gatherings, but never had I shown my bare cunt to a room full of strangers. Yet somehow, because it was such an anything goes atmosphere, I wasn’t intimidated. Having men offering themselves up to me made me tap into a power I hadn’t realized I possessed. So I felt fine about instructing the young man that he should lick me faster, not slower, whereas normally I’d wait for a guy to figure that out on his own.

“And you switch to my left foot!” I snapped at my other servant. He was doing a good job, his agile fingers clearly knowing their way around a woman’s foot, but I didn’t want to praise him, because that wasn’t what these guys were after. They wanted a woman who’d berate them . . . even if she were happy. Well, I could let my inner bitch loose if what I got in return was a foot rub and red hot cunnilingus!

Then another man came over. He was about my age, mid thirties, and drop dead gorgeous. He wore a cockring around the base of his dick, which made his package stand out impressively. “Hello,” he said, bowing.

“Kneel,” I said, trying not to laugh at how surreal this was. I had three men at my mercy, whereas I’d assumed I’d be spending the evening at a wine and cheese table making small talk. “May I massage your shoulders?”

“Sure, why not?” I replied, signaling for him to rise before taking off my top so he could get to work.

I’d had a threesome once, with a male lover and a female friend, but having two men’s hands and one man’s tongue all at once was way better than that experience!

I felt like I needed to act a little more dominant, so I cleared my throat. “I’m going to get on my hands and knees and you” I grabbed the hair of the man eating me out “are going to keep doing what you’re doing, while you,” I pointed to the man behind me, “are going to eat my ass. As for you” I looked at the man practically having an orgasm from getting to play with my feet “it’s time for a break. If you’re good, I might let you rejoin us later.” His face flushed bright red, but his smile told me that this was a perfectly acceptable statement.

I got on my hands and knees, excited as I thought about the two hot male tongues that were about to pleasure my body. I was so turned on that I thrashed about more than I usually do, bucking back against Mr. Cockring and grinding downward to make sure the other man’s tongue could swipe at my pussy. When I heard clapping, I looked up to see James gripping a chain that was attached to a gorgeous woman’s collar.

“Glad to see you’re enjoying yourself, Jenny,” he said, raising his eyebrows at me.

“Very much so,” I said. “Hey, you back there, don’t think you can stop licking my ass,” I yelled. He went at it even more vigorously, and the sensation of having my ass and pussy eaten at the same time was spectacular. I started to ponder what else I could order the men to do, when a taboo, yet thrilling image entered my mind: I could have the men suck each other off! I had to share this brilliant idea, but I didn’t want to take away from the action. When I saw my former foot masseuse looking at us wistfully, I decided not to wait and to live out my fantasy right then and there.

“You!” I ordered, like I’d been playing the domme role all my life. “Come here. I want you to suck this man’s cock. Right now!” I had the best of all worlds: a live action male on male porn show happening right before my eyes, and a guy to use for my personal pleasure. I watched the man try to swallow all of the pussy licker’s impressive cock, and soon I reached my own climax, slathering my new friend’s face with my cream.

The three of us rearranged ourselves, with me sitting cross legged, while two of the men rested their heads in my lap, and the third continued his cocksucking. I looked on as the younger guy grabbed the third man’s head and fucked his face. Both guys were grunting and groaning and quite the crowd had gathered. I was happy to have attracted the attention of these perverted party people, who I’d figured would’ve been blas about a blowjob when intense scenes were happening all around us. The man started to groan, pulling out to splatter the guy’s face with come. That act received a round of applause, and I jumped in, rubbing my feet in the man’s face and then letting him lick off the cream.

I left the party soon afterward, but not before adding all the guys’ numbers to my phone! I plan to reenact our fun in my apartment the next time I’m horny.

Ms. Jenny M., New York, New York

I wouldn’t have thought that I’d be into having a threesome with another guy, but when you’re dating a girl as hot as my Naomi, you’ll try anything she suggests. She’s never steered me wrong. In fact, she was the first one to show me that I like taking a dildo up my ass and having my nipples played with. I’d always assumed, well, that women were more sensitive in those areas.

Naomi has had far more sexual partners than I have, and not only don’t I mind that, I’ve welcomed being schooled by an older woman. (She’s thirty one to my twenty four.) As a result, I’ve been able to experience things that I never could have with my cute but innocent college sweetheart.

Naomi and I moved in together after only six months of dating. Although we were monogamous, I could tell that eventually she was going to want something more to broaden her sexual horizons and I didn’t want to hold her back in any way.

So it wasn’t a huge shock to me when, after a while, she confessed to me that she was interested in having a threesome. At first, I thought she meant with another girl I was totally on board with that plan.

“No, I’ve done that before,” she said, with a thoughtful look, “but one thing I’ve never done is get it on with two guys at once. I’d love to pop my cherry with you.”

I liked the idea of trying something new for both of us but wasn’t sure exactly how it would work. Would the guy be bisexual? Would he want me to suck his cock? How would I feel when I saw him with his cock inside Naomi’s gorgeous pussy? All these thoughts were racing through my head, but I wanted to be supportive, because Naomi had introduced me to so many wonderful experiences. Plus there was something hot about the idea of her playing with two dicks at once.

It sounded wonderful, especially when Naomi followed up her suggestion by unzipping my jeans, getting on her knees, and taking my cock in her mouth. She kept looking up at my face while she had her mouth stuffed with my dick, and when I thought about her doing the same thing while another man stuffed his dick into her pussy or maybe even her ass I couldn’t help but spurt on the spot.

We kept talking about it and decided that when the time was right, we’d know, and if we didn’t find anyone on our own, we’d look at online personals. We wound up talking about it a lot in bed, so much so that I started dreaming of different types of guys getting it on with the two of us, or sometimes just her while I was occasionally “helping.” But for all of our dreaming and planning, we wound up meeting our man when we responded to an ad in the Yellow Pages for a housepainter.

Simon came by our place to give us an estimate, and we were pleasantly surprised to find that he was about our age. We chatted, and he told us about how he’d started his own handyman business a few years ago, after ditching the corporate rat race.

Although Simon was a complete professional, I sensed a sensual tension between him and Naomi. After he left and we’d heard his truck pull away, I slipped my hands underneath my girl’s short pink skirt and grabbed her ass. “What did you think of him, baby? And I’m not talking about his house painting skills.”

She giggled, while I fondled her cheeks and pulled her closer. “I liked him. He looks like he’d be really good with his hands. And his mouth. And his . . . ” She trailed off because I slipped my tongue between her lips.

“And where do you want his hands and mouth to go?” I asked, getting on my knees in front of her and starting to lap at her slit.

“I want him to do what you’re doing now,” she said breathlessly, “eat my pussy, while you fuck my ass. I want your balls to slap against me so he feels it. Maybe he’ll even lick your balls, too.” Before I could really think about it, a shiver ran through me, causing me to eat her more lustily. All this time, I’d been picturing the two of them going at it, but I’d never thought of us guys exchanging an erotic moment. Something about the idea intrigued me.

We decided that Naomi should be the one to call him back, though I stood nearby listening to her side of the conversation. “No, there’s nothing you need to bring aside from your paintbrush. I hope it’s a big one,” she said coyly, then laughed as if she were joking, but he must have said something flirtatious in return because the next words out of her mouth were, “Maybe if you do a good job.”

She got off the phone, and then said he was coming by the next day to get started. “And?” I asked.

“Well, I couldn’t exactly propose a threesome on the spot. We’ll have to wait and see.”

I’m an impatient type, and by then I was pretty sure this was going to prove to be a wonderful thing for everyone involved. We fucked a lot more than usual leading up to Simon’s appearance, and then had to struggle to keep our hands off each other while he worked at our home.

At the end of the day, he was covered in paint. Naomi was at the ready with a clean robe and towel, and suggested, “Why don’t you take a shower? I can show you where everything is.”

She was so gracious Simon could hardly refuse. Once I heard our bedroom door close, I went upstairs and listened, hearing her offer to help him take his clothes off, then shower with him. The sounds and my imagination were driving me wild, but I finally went downstairs and drank a cup of coffee while I paced, waiting for them to emerge. I heard Naomi calling me from the top of the stairs. “Honey, come join us, or else you’ll miss all the fun!”

I raced upstairs and saw that they were both wearing robes. Simon looked over at me as if asking for permission, which I gave by joining them on the bed. “I told Simon about what I want to do, what I’ve never done before, and he wants to help make my dream come true,” she said. I looked over at Simon, whose robe had parted as he shifted on the bed. He was fit, and his cock was impressively sized. “What do you think?” she said to me. I knew she was referring to his dick, and I wanted to taste it. Again, that impulse took me by surprise, but I went with it.

I leaned forward, and while she murmured appreciatively, I took my first taste of cock and I liked it. Both of them were very into what I was doing. I could tell that Simon liked the way my lips felt, and Naomi’s hand tightened on the back of my neck, as if to keep me in place. Maybe instead of her being in the middle, I was going to be there!

I focused on making Simon feel good, and then everything fell into place. He guided me, lifting my mouth from his cock so I could lick his balls. Seeing this must’ve made Naomi incredibly horny, because the next thing I knew, she was pulling me up for a kiss, and then saying, “I want some cock, too. Simon, do you like to fuck girls in the ass?” He smiled and nodded in response.

Naomi quickly whispered to me, “Are you okay with that?” I assured her I was, and we rearranged ourselves so that I was on the bottom, so Naomi could ride my dick and Simon could get behind her. Before she’d positioned herself, Naomi had handed Simon some lube, and as she slid her warm, wet pussy down onto my cock, he got himself slicked up. Naomi leaned forward, so that her beautiful tits crushed against my chest, and then gave me that smile I love so much. “Ready?” she whispered, and I nodded. Then she reached behind herself and parted her asscheeks, and for one second I was jealous because Simon was going to experience the exquisite delight of plunging his cock into Naomi’s behind. Then I reminded myself that I can do that anytime!

Somehow sensing my momentary unease, she kissed me, and I felt the moment when Simon pushed himself inside her ass. The way her pussy clenched me even more tightly let me know how much she liked it. I closed my eyes, not wanting to look directly at both of them, but I could feel them moving and hear him whispering into her ear. The sex was more intense than any we’d ever had before. I wanted to wait until Simon came before I did. I ran my hands along Naomi’s arms, and eventually got comfortable lightly touching him, too.

I did open my eyes when Naomi shifted so she was sitting up a little, allowing Simon to hold one of her breasts. She looked so beautiful, and when she reached down to rub her clit, while she was stuffed full of cock, I knew I couldn’t hold back any longer.

Soon their mutual weight was pressing me into the bed, and I was coming, my cream shooting deep into her pussy. The two of them kept going, with my softening cock still inside her sticky cunt. Soon Simon followed suit, and so did Naomi, who screamed, then bit her lip as the sensations took over. She was breathless by the time they were done, and when she pulled away and flopped onto her back, I noticed that her forehead was glistening with sweat.

“Wow,” she said, then laughed. “I thought I knew what sex was all about, but you two made me feel like a virgin again.” I didn’t take offense, because I knew she wasn’t trying to malign our sex life she was celebrating this milestone. I let her and Simon have some private time, and she tactfully let him out before returning to cuddle me and suck my cock.

“I think we should look into swinging next,” Naomi said thoughtfully. “What do you think?”

“If it’ll make you happy, it’ll make me happy,” I told her. And that’s true. I’m not submissive to her, but I am willing to let her be our guide when it comes to sexual adventure.

Mr. Marvin F., Portsmouth, Virginia

Anna had been begging me to fuck her in the ass for weeks, but we hadn’t been going out very long, and I wasn’t sure if she really wanted it or if she thought it was something I wanted. I wouldn’t normally turn down anal sex the opportunity so rarely presented itself that I’d be crazy to say no but none of my other girlfriends had ever actually requested it. They’d let me fuck them in the ass if I asked, and occasionally they’d asked me if I wanted to do them in the butt, however of the dozen or so girls I’d been with before Anna, not a single one had ever requested that I screw her ass.

“Are you sure?” I asked her when we were in bed last week. “You don’t have to do this for me,” I insisted.

“I know, Charlie,” she huffed, “but I want you to fuck my ass. Is that really so hard to believe?”

I nodded. It really was.

“Well, get over it and just fuck my ass already, would you?”

She was getting demanding. Well, I thought, either she really wants it or else she’s a really generous girlfriend. I figured I’d turned her down enough and if she didn’t really want it she would’ve stopped asking by then. She must really want it, I told myself. Might as well give it to her.

“Okay,” I said.

Anna’s face lit up like a kid’s on Christmas morning. You’d think I’d just given her a diamond ring or something, she was so happy. She reached into the top drawer of her nightstand, pulling out a condom and a small bottle of lube. “You’ll need this,” she said.

I’d barely taken the items in hand before she disappeared under the blanket, and I felt her sucking my cock, which was still wet with her juices from our earlier fuck. She worked fast, sucking and jerking until she’d revived my dick and had it standing at attention. When she reappeared from beneath the covers, she had a big smile on her face, and she took the condom out of my hand, quickly rolling it onto my rock hard shaft.

Next she pushed the blankets to the foot of the bed and rolled onto her stomach. “Time for the lube,” she said as she wiggled her cute ass at me. I was still a bit shell shocked, but I snapped out of it quickly and started pouring the clear lubricant onto her ass, making sure it got into her crack and asshole, of course. I even used a finger to make sure the lube got into her ass, not wanting to miss an inch of her sweet rear end. I poured some of the clear liquid into my palm and coated my condom covered cock with it, too, making sure both of us were extra slick.

Anna continued wiggling her butt in my face, waiting impatiently for me to impale her ass with my hard shaft. Realizing that I was actually going to fuck my girlfriend’s ass, I started to get impatient, too, and as soon as I’d tossed the bottle of lube aside, I got on my knees, aimed my dick at her glistening butthole and shoved myself inside.

Anna’s ass was tight, but not impossibly so, and her sphincter opened wide to take me in on the first thrust. I groaned loudly as her ass enveloped my dick, and she moaned with equal volume, clearly thrilled to finally be getting what she wanted.

Once I was deep in her ass, I waited a minute so we could both get used to the sensations. We weren’t anal amateurs or anything, but it’s always good to take a second to get accustomed to having a new cock in your ass, or a new ass around your cock. As soon as we’d gotten a feel for each other, though, I started to fuck her.

I started with long, deep strokes, and I reveled in the fact that I could slide easily in and out of her ass without her butt muscles clenching down to stop my reentry, which sometimes happens with girls who aren’t as experienced with anal sex. But Anna was clearly an expert, and I’d been fucking her for only a couple of minutes when she started to hump up against me. She seemed to want more, and I wasn’t going to disappoint her.

With her encouragement, I started to pump Anna’s ass faster and faster. I switched from long, deep strokes to short, shallow thrusts, and she started panting as my pace increased. “Mmm,” she moaned. “Fuck me! Fuck my ass, Charlie!”

There was no doubt my girlfriend was into the ass fucking I was giving her, and I started to pound her harder, wanting to see if that would get her to moan louder. When my hips started smacking against her asscheeks, she started repeating, “Yes! Yes!” over and over again, and I knew I’d been right to fuck her harder.

It wasn’t all for her pleasure, however I was thoroughly enjoying myself. I’d never been with a girl who was so excited to have me plowing her ass, and each stroke turned me on more and more. It was the most intense anal fuck I’d ever been part of, and I couldn’t believe I’d spent weeks saying no to Anna’s request. If I’d known how good it would feel to fuck her experienced ass, I’d have said yes the very first time. Hell, if I’d known how good a fuck she was, I probably would’ve been the one asking her if I could screw her ass!

I felt like I was going to come soon, I was enjoying fucking my girlfriend’s ass so much, but I didn’t want to come before I’d brought her to ecstasy, too. I reached around her body and felt for her pussy. I started finger fucking her cunt, hoping it would help get her off faster. I added my thumb to the mix, too, stroking her hard little clit, and when she started to buck against me uncontrollably, I knew she was ready.

I was only a few strokes away from my climax, but I wanted Anna to come first. I pumped into her ass as hard as I could while my fingers thrust frantically in and out of her cunt, and within seconds she was crying out as her ass clenched around my dick and her pussy gripped my fingers. As her juices coated my fingers, her ass released my cock and I was able to thrust again. I pumped into her four more times, and then I exploded. I came so hard that I thought my come might shoot right through the condom. It felt incredible!

I stayed inside Anna’s ass as I shot my load, and her butt started to clench and release my dick, milking me dry. By the time I finally pulled out of her, we’d both been drained completely, and we were exhausted. I rolled onto my back and took a few deep breaths before stumbling out of bed and going to the bathroom to clean up.

When I returned to bed, Anna was on her back, too, the same big smile still stretched across her face. “Give me twenty minutes and I’ll be ready for round two,” she said.

I laughed at her enthusiasm, but when I felt my cock twitch, I knew I’d be ready, too. Besides, I’d learned my lesson. I’d never say no to Anna’s requests again.

Mr. Charlie P., Via E Mail

I don’t have a type of woman I go for, unless you count “unusual” as a type. I notice chicks who like to be noticed, ones who are bold and provocative. Beyond that, though, I’m open minded and have dated women who are twenty years older than me, as well as ten years younger (I’m thirty three).

But no one should make assumptions about a woman solely based on her appearance. This lesson was reinforced recently when I ran across a sexy hottie. She wasn’t what I expected her to be, but she wound up turning a horrible day into one of the best of my life.

I’d just found out that my job in tech support at a big company was being phased out, and I planned to drink my sorrows away at my favorite bar. When I walked in, though, I noticed the bartender, Jake, talking to a stunning woman. She had tattoos up and down her arms and her hair was a color definitely not found in nature. She looked like a purple haired sex goddess, and the sight of her made my dick instantly hard.

I walked over and nodded at Jake, indicating that I wanted to be introduced to this beautiful creature. “Hey, Craig,” Jake said. “This is Alexis, an old friend of mine.”

“Yeah, we go way back,” she said with a laugh, then turned to me. She had smoky eyes and a playful look on her face, and she was stunningly beautiful. I was smitten, and I don’t even know exactly why. I ordered a beer and tried to sound casual as I chatted with her and Jake, but it was a challenge. Every time Alexis’s long hair brushed me or her arm touched mine, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and so did my cock!

I wasn’t sure if she realized the effect she was having on me until she turned and faced me. Her lipstick had slightly worn off, leaving her lips stained a pretty, rosy pink, and her cheeks were also tinged with red. I was speechless, and I thought I came off as an idiot since I didn’t even tell her how gorgeous she looked, but she must have sensed how turned on I was. She gave me a smile that seemed almost shy, then she grabbed my beer bottle and chugged the last third. “Thanks,” she said. “Want to drive me home?”

I was a little taken aback, in a good way. She was unusual and smokin’ hot, and even though we’d only made small talk, I knew all I needed to know to be sure that I wanted to sink my cock into her. However, I was totally caught off guard when we stepped outside and she whispered to me, “I have to tell you I’m a virgin. But I want to change that, and you seem like the perfect guy to go all the way with.”

That was an unexpected revelation, but not an entirely unwelcome one. I hadn’t been with a virgin since the first time I’d had sex, and I was intrigued by the contrast between her “out there” looks and this innocent side of her. But there was nothing innocent about the way she’d slipped her leg between mine and was rubbing up against my erection, nor about the way she fastened her teeth around my earlobe and was laving my tender skin, sending sparks along my neck. When she dipped her head against the crook of my neck and licked a long line up my skin, I shivered. “You are so gorgeous, I’m surprised you’ve never gotten properly fucked.” I used the dirtiest language I could to see how she’d react she didn’t flinch.

“Oh, I’ve had plenty of opportunities, I just wanted to make sure I did it with the right guy, one who knew what he was doing and would make sure I enjoyed myself. Don’t worry, I’m not looking for anything permanent.” I wasn’t worried in the least, in part because I wasn’t averse to making a spot for her in my bed, but we could figure that out later.

“Let’s go to my place. I want to show you what you’ve been missing.”

“You mean in addition to this?” she teased me, reaching for my erection, which was clearly straining against the front of my jeans.

“Yes, among other things. Have you ever given a blowjob before?” Even though I knew we were about to go to bed, asking a virgin a question like that seemed a little more risqu than asking a regular girl.

“Once, but the guy was too aggressive. I wanted to take my time, and he wanted to come as quickly as possible.” She ran her tongue over her lips, a vision that made me groan. Her mouth was so sensual, like it was made to suck cock.

“Well, you can take all the time you want to suck me,” I said, already picturing her drooling all over my dick. I must admit I have a pretty impressively large cock, and most of the women I’d been with haven’t been able to take it all the way down their throats. As long as they make an effort, I don’t mind. Besides, it’s hot to watch them try!

When she kissed me, this time it was even more passionate, and I reluctantly broke our lip lock so we could get in the car. When she started telling me how she’d been thinking about what my cock looked like, I had to take deep breaths to steady myself for the ride. Soon we were at my place, and I offered her a drink, but she said she had other things she wanted to put in her mouth first.

“I bet you do,” I said. “Get on your knees.” Her intake of breath told me I was on the right track with talking dirty to her. “I’m going to make you swallow my cock, and my come, and after that I’m going to fuck your pussy until you scream. What do you think of that, Alexis?” I asked, grabbing a thick handful of her glossy hair.

“Yes, please,” she said as she licked my balls and traced her tongue along my cock while my jeans were still on!

“Undo my zipper with your teeth, since you’re so eager to get me in your mouth,” I said. Alexis got right to work, and soon my cock sprang free, since I don’t wear underwear. I wrapped my hand around it and held it toward her. “Show me how good you are with your tongue. Lick just the head. Don’t try to suck it yet.”

Her tongue darted out, and she began slowly circling the tip, and I had to restrain myself to dole out my cock incrementally, rather than race to start fucking her mouth. I could tell that Alexis would love that, but I wanted her to learn to be patient. I let her lick me like that for ten minutes, even though I could see and feel her straining to take in more of me, the request just waiting to be asked.

When I thought I might come if she kept going, I pulled back, and then lifted her up and threw her onto the couch. She spread her legs and I lunged for her, removing all her clothes, followed by mine. I grabbed a condom out of the pocket of my jeans, unwrapped it and handed it to Alexis, who managed to deftly slide it over my dick.

“Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”

“Very sure, but I wanted to be ready so I’ve practiced this part.”

Then she lowered her head and licked my inner thigh, right up to my balls. She coated each of my balls with her saliva, and then took one into her mouth. “I can’t wait to feel how tight you are,” I said.

She pulled her mouth off my dick and said, “Then what are you waiting for?” Realizing that there was no reason to wait, I climbed on top of her and pressed my cock against her hole.

“If you want me to stop, let me know,” I said, easing myself inside her. She was indeed extremely tight and wet and she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me toward her. Alexis’s eyes were closed, and she was making little murmuring noises of pleasure, so I started to go a little faster, pulling all the way out, then thrusting back in. Soon I was responding to her rocking hips and going as fast as I could.

“I’m going to come soon,” I said. “I want you to come first.” I reached down and played with her clit and felt her shudder around me. Once she was done, I kissed her deeply while I spurted my load into the condom.

I pulled out and looked at her, happy to see a huge smile on her face. “Wow,” she said. “It was even better than I’d thought it would be. When can we do it again?”

And with that, we proceeded to fuck a second time as soon as I was able, and we made plans to see each other again. I’ve also encouraged her to see other guys and girls if she wants to get a feel for what sex is all about, and report back to me. I’m looking forward to hearing about the other sexual pleasures she unlocks. Oh, and the week after we first fucked, I found a new, higher paying job, so I told Alexis she was my good luck charm, but she insisted it’s the other way around. Either way, we both lucked out.

Mr. Craig L., Austin, Texas