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OLDER COUPLE IS SEDUCED BY THEIR SEXY YOUNGER NEIGHBORS

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Once my husband and I hit our thirtieth wedding anniversary, I figured any chance for sexual adventure was over. It wasn’t that Pierce and I didn’t have a good sex life. It had just gotten, well, repetitive. He could make me come, but I was interested in having some variety. I was starting to notice other men, younger men, ones who were jogging far faster than I was on the local track, their shorts hugging their tight asses. I even noticed the women, and I’d never had a true sexual fantasy about a woman in my life. I was fifty three, and I wanted to experience the sexual thrills that everyone else seemed to be having.

And then I met Jen and Matt. They were running on the track with me one day and seemed extra friendly. When I stopped for a drink of water, they paused and started a conversation with me. At first, I didn’t think anything out of the ordinary. We chatted about running they were training for a marathon and exchanged contact info. They were new to the area and looking to make friends. I invited them over and the four of us had a pleasant dinner. It wasn’t until Jen came to the kitchen to help me with the dishes that I got an inkling they might be looking for more than friendship.

“Dinner was wonderful, Wendy,” she said, putting her hand on my shoulder.

I turned to smile at her and felt a flutter in my stomach when we made eye contact. That had never before happened with a woman. “Thank you. I rarely get the chance to cook for guests,” I answered, trying to mask my flustered state.

“There’s something else I wanted to tell you, Wendy,” she paused, her face looking serious. “Matt and I are swingers, and when we left Memphis, we also left behind a couple with whom we’d been intimate. Since then, we’ve been looking for another couple so we could, you know, swap partners.”

I knew nothing about this sort of lifestyle, but I was curious. “We aren’t into getting it on with strangers,” Jen explained. “We like a relationship with more structure, where we truly get to know each other. It’s like dating, but as couples.”

“And you’re interested in us?” I sounded puzzled, because surely they could find a couple closer in age to themselves.

“Why wouldn’t we be?”

“We’re old fogies!” I said.

She laughed. “No, you’re not! Matt thinks you’re hot! On the first day we met you, he told me all of the dirty things he wanted to do with you.”

I blushed when she said that, and I couldn’t imagine what my husband would think of all this.

“I don’t know . . . Pierce and I would have to talk about it, but I’m certainly flattered,” I answered. I didn’t want to promise her something I couldn’t deliver. Besides, I needed more time to ponder what she was proposing.

We cleared the table and washed and dried the dishes, but the whole time, my mind was racing. As soon as our guests were out the door, I told Pierce we needed to talk right away. In the bedroom.

“What’s the rush?” he asked.

“So Jen and Matt . . . they’re swingers.” I couldn’t figure out a better way to put it. “And they are interested in swinging with us. Swapping. Jen with you, and Matt with me.” I stopped talking and looked at him, trying to see my husband through fresh eyes. He, like me, is physically active and looks great for his age. Jen couldn’t have known it, but he has an extremely impressive cock. It’s not only long, it’s thick, too, and he has the stamina to match any man half his age.

“What do you think?” he asked, turning the question back at me.

“Well . . . I think you only live once. Since this opportunity seems to have fallen in our laps, and I happen to think Matt is pretty cute why not try it?”

“You really like the idea of having another man’s cock in you?” he asked, grinning at me.

“That and seeing you eating Jen’s pussy,” I said.

After that conversation, Pierce and I fucked in a way we hadn’t done in a long time on the floor, with me riding him, my large breasts bouncing. I came twice before it was all over, and Pierce shouted loudly and climaxed shortly after my second orgasm.

I called Jen the next day and told her we were interested, but we’d like to do it at our place. I also told her that this was our first time.

“Wendy, I understand. Don’t worry we’ll do whatever we can to make sure you’re both comfortable. Trust me, we’re not trying to mess with your relationship. We just want to have a good time.”

“Okay,” I said, “please be patient with us. But I can tell you that my husband has a gorgeous cock, and he’s very good at eating pussy.”

“That’s good to know. I have a feeling you’ll enjoy Matt, as well.”

It was a little odd to be recommending our husbands to each other in a sexual fashion, but mostly I found it amusing.

That night, I dressed up for our “date,” even though we weren’t going out. I put on a miniskirt that I hadn’t worn in years and skipped a bra to let my pendulous tits sway freely beneath my red top. As I fixed my hair and makeup, I was repeatedly felt up by Pierce. I straightened up our bedroom and the guest room and spritzed some air freshener so everything smelled sweet. I even set out cookies, even though I was definitely too nervous to eat.

When the doorbell rang, we nudged each other, but I was the one who wound up answering it. “Hello, welcome,” I said, inviting Matt and Jen inside.

The air was charged in a way it hadn’t been when they’d previously come to dinner, because we all knew what was about to happen. “Hi Wendy,” said Jen, her eyes shining.

When it was Matt’s turn to greet me, he pulled me close for a sensual hug, and then sniffed my neck appreciatively. “You smell great,” he said, and I thought I detected a hard on underneath his slacks when he hugged me.

I looked over to see Pierce giving Jen a seductive look. This was the moment I’d been waiting for, my test as to whether this was fantasy talk or whether I was truly ready. Part of me had suspected I’d be jealous when I saw Jen and Pierce together, that some primal instinct would kick in, like Hey, that’s my husband! But the opposite happened. Seeing my Pierce flirting with a hot young babe was a turn on.

I grabbed Matt’s hand. “Let’s go upstairs if no one else has any objections.” No one did, so I led him to our bedroom, my heart racing. I sensed that Pierce and Jen were right behind us.

I felt better about what was about to happen because my husband would be nearby not because I thought anything was going to go wrong. I just wanted to share as much of this experience with him as possible. Soon, though, I wasn’t thinking about Pierce but Matt, with his blond hair, smoldering eyes and magical hands. He undressed me, and then began massaging my back, my ass, and then my pussy. He seemed intent on making me come with only his hands! At first, I tried to keep quiet, but that soon became impossible with what he was doing to me.

I heard sucking noises and glanced over to see Pierce and Jen entangled in a passionate sixty nine. “I want your cock,” I said to Matt, but he told me I’d have to wait.

“You have to come first,” he said, and then proceeded to make me climax all over his hand. He smiled at me as he licked my juices from his fingers, and then climbed on top of me. He took my hand and brought it to his zipper, and when I finally got to touch his cock, I gasped. He was even bigger than Pierce! My hand barely fit around the circumference of his dick.

I smiled at Matt, and then made quick work of the rest of his clothes. He rubbed the head of his thick cock against my entrance, getting me used to its presence, before slowly pressing his way inside. When Pierce and I do it, we usually move a little faster, so this leisurely pace was a treat. Matt teased me, pushing the head and a few inches of his dick in, then pulling out, then going in deeper. When he finally gave me his entire shaft, I moaned in delight, and this time I looked over to see Pierce standing up and fucking Jen vigorously while she was bent over the bed.

That sight brought a new rush of wetness to my pussy, and I spread my legs farther apart. Matt bore down, pressing his muscular body against me as he gave me every inch of his gigantic dick. He fucked me for a good ten minutes before he said, “Wendy, I’m going to come.”

“Give it to me, Matt,” I whispered. I felt an incredible intimacy with him, one that was only enhanced by the fact that his wife and my husband were right next to us. When he came inside me, the first man other than my husband to do so in more than thirty years, I groaned loudly, feeling his shudders in my own body. He stayed inside me until his cock softened, then held me as we watched our spouses go at it. Then Pierce pulled out and came all over Jen’s backside, and spontaneously, I shifted so I could give her a kiss. It was a sweet way to end the evening.

The next time we decided to play, they invited us to their place, and now we have a standing weekend date that involves lots of sexy fun. We’ve gotten so comfortable that sometimes we even split up I go to their place, while Jen visits Pierce at our house. It all works out, because I know I have my loving husband waiting for me when I return home.

We haven’t told any of our other friends about our extramarital activities, but a few of them have commented that we look younger and more vivacious. I just smile, grateful for this new form of pleasure we’ve been lucky to discover.

Ms. Wendy V., Jackson, Mississippi

SHE SPINS HIM ROUND SASSY LASS ROCKS OLDER DJ’S WORLD

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I was a DJ back in the eighties, and I never lost my desire to hit the dance floor. But now that I’m a certified grown up, I don’t have time to go out for fun that often. Still, I was intrigued by an event advertised as a “quiet” dance not the music, the conversation. Rules stated there were to be no discussions during the two hour period. Sometimes I think young people today have forgotten or maybe they never knew how to have a good time.

Curiosity made me go.

Of course, I was decades older than the people on the dance floor. But just because I’m in my fifties doesn’t mean I have no rhythm. The music itself? Let’s say I knew how to DJ better than the twenty two year old minx onstage. She wasn’t bad, though. She was just young. And she sure as hell was hot, tall and lean, with black hair streaked with cobalt blue.

The music took over me, and I started to move. Music has always had that power in my world. In the warm room, with young bodies gyrating, I suppose I stood out. Luckily, I must have been noticeable in a good way, because after several songs, the DJ was suddenly at my side, dancing with me. I looked up she’d gotten a fill in to spin the discs. I smiled at her, and we grooved together.

I don’t know how long we danced. Three songs? Four? Then she put her hand on my arm and led me from the hall her hips undulating the whole way as she danced us out the door. Her youthful exuberance made me suck in my breath. That and the way her long legs seemed to go on for days.

She led us outside to the rear of the dance hall and pressed herself up against me. I felt like I had a million years ago, when I was in my twenties rather than my fifties. But lust feels the same at any age.

I took in the cool night air, and then looked down into her cooler blue eyes. She stared at me and said, “Do you really like these rules? The no talking. That sacred circle thing they did at the start.”

I wasn’t sure which answer would get me laid.

“I like rock,” I told her.

“Me, too,” she said, placing her hand on my cock through my jeans.

I knew exactly why I was turned on, but I was surprised when she said, “You were the hottest guy in the room.” I thought of the other studs on the dance floor, men twenty years or more my junior. She moved her hands up to my chest, and said, “You’re strong, and you dance so well. You really get the rhythm.” She stood on her tiptoes to kiss me, and she scraped one hand against the shadow of my whiskers. “As soon as you walked in, I knew we were going to fuck.”

I had her dress up to her hips in a heartbeat, and her panties down at her ankles. She stepped out of them, leaving the crumpled pink bikinis on the ground. I opened the fly of my black jeans, yanked out my hard dick, and then lifted her in my arms. We went at it right against the wall of the hall, my cock deep in her pussy, the throb of the beat from the dance hall working through us.

Inside it was against the rules to talk, but out here, the youthful DJ had no problem speaking her mind. “You feel so fucking good,” she moaned as I nailed her.

“God, you’re so wet,” I responded. Her inner thighs were dripping. I loved the way I was able to move inside her.

Her diaphanous dress billowed around us in the cool breeze. The night air was welcome after the heat of the room.

She gripped me tightly and pushed her body up and down my cock. I thrust hard into her moistness, biting her bare shoulders, licking my way up to her lips. I wanted to demolish her, to get as deep into her cunt as I possibly could. Even outside, we could hear the music. I fucked her to the rhythm, my cock pounding hard and fast in her slippery pussy. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d screwed a woman this young.

We had one of those intense connections where two people meet and know each other. I could not stop looking into her eyes. I slid one hand down to touch her clit, and my fingertips worked her like a dial. I’ve been manning controls my whole life. I learned what she craved in seconds, and I gave her the exact pressure she needed. She was so sensitive that when I simply rubbed my fingertip over her pussy, she bucked against my hand, crying out as she came.

She was loud. Oh, I love a loud girl, and she was a fucking howler. Her moans seemed to reverberate in the air around us, and I felt myself getting closer by the second. I didn’t come yet, though. I wanted to get her off again. I kept fucking her up against the wall, screwing my hips into hers, moving with the beat we could hear from inside.

When I sensed she was getting close a second time, I pulled out and set her feet on the ground. “Face the wall,” I told her. She obeyed immediately, gripping the fabric of her dress in one hand and hiking her dress to her waist. Her beautiful ass was exposed, and I stroked my hand along her nubile skin. Then I nudged her legs apart with my boot, spread her open, and slipped the head of my cock inside her.

“Jesus,” she sighed. “You’re going to make me come again.”

I started to pound into her from behind. She held herself steady with one hand on the wall, and the moans she made grew louder with each thrust. I was so turned on by the sounds she was making. It had been years since I was with a real screamer not someone who turns up the volume solely for effect. She seemed unable to control herself.

It was as if we were made to fit together. The warm tunnel of her pussy surrounded my rod and clenched against me, almost as if our sex parts were dancing the way our bodies had in the main hall.

Over the years, I’ve fucked a lot of women after dances. But this was different. I held on as long as I could, and right when she started to come again, I came with her. I ground my hips against her, shooting my seed deep inside her. We stayed like that for several beats. Then she turned around and smiled at me, letting her dress fall back into place.

We stood there for a moment, and I wondered what I should say next. I wanted to do more, to take her home with me, but I felt rusty. How do you talk to young girls these days? She saved me.

“I’ve read articles about you,” she said after. “You were the king of the DJs back in the day.”

I smiled at her. “You’re young enough to be the princess,” I said, sure she’d depart back into the dance hall, leaving me with a sweet new memory, but she surprised me.

“Come over to my place after,” she said. “You can spin records for me while we do this for real.”

Mr. Derek B., Via E Mail

COLLEGE GUY GETS SOME GUIDANCE FROM HIS FORMER TEACHER

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When I was in high school, I had a huge crush on my math teacher. In her late thirties, she was still younger than most of my other teachers, and she insisted that we call her by her first name, Kim. She was also really hot. She had amazing curves, and she always wore tight sweaters and ass hugging slacks. After I graduated, she was the only thing I missed about high school.

A few years later, I was invited back to my alma mater for college day. I was supposed to tell all the seniors about what to expect when they got to university and how to handle the stress and all that crap. The only real reason I went, though, was because Kim was now a guidance counselor, and she was the one who’d invited me.

After the assembly, Kim invited all the alumni out to lunch, but no one really wanted to hang out with their old teacher, so I was the only one who accepted. I’d been waiting years to get some time alone with her, and now that I had the opportunity, I was going to take it.

Kim asked me all about college while we waited for our food, but there wasn’t much to say that she hadn’t heard during the panel at school. We talked a little as we ate, and the longer we sat there, the more we started to flirt. It wasn’t intentional, at least not at first. I was definitely into her, but I didn’t really think she was about to let some former student put the moves on her over lunch, so I didn’t put much effort into it. Apparently I didn’t need to, though, because she did all the work for me.

When lunch was finished, it was already four o’clock. As we left the diner, Kim asked if I had any plans that evening. I told her I was probably just going to hang out at home. She suggested that I come out with her for a drink, now that I was actually old enough. “We still have so much to catch up on,” she told me. I agreed immediately.

That night I met Kim at a nearby pub, and we picked up where we’d left off at lunch, flirting as we shared a few beers. Kim was definitely showing interest in me, and I wasn’t exactly ignoring her. After a few drinks, I felt emboldened, and when Kim and I fell into an awkward silence, I moved in and kissed her.

She seemed surprised for a second before she started to kiss me back. I pushed my tongue between her lips to part them, then slid it inside her mouth, her tongue quickly moving against mine. We were kissing for maybe ten minutes before we remembered where we were, and Kim pushed me away to catch her breath and compose herself.

Neither of us was ready to end whatever was happening between us, and when I suggested we get another drink, Kim countered with an offer for a nightcap back at her place. I would’ve been a fool to turn her down.

Back at Kim’s house, we ended up skipping the nightcap in favor of something we wanted a little bit more. This time Kim made the first move, and she was on me the second I turned down her offer of another drink. She pushed herself flush against me and shoved her tongue in my mouth. Our lips locked as our hands started to explore each other’s body. It was like all my wet dreams were finally coming true!

Kim and I continued to kiss as she started to lead me across the house to her bedroom. She had a queen size bed in the middle of the room, and she pushed me down to sit on it. Then she stepped back from the bed and started to perform a sexy striptease just for me. She slipped her jacket off her shoulders and down her arms, then kicked off her boots. Her sweater was next, and she pulled it over her head slowly and twirled it around in the air before tossing it aside to join her coat on the floor. Finally, she slithered out of her pants and stood in front of me in only her bra and thong.

She sauntered over to me and straddled my lap, pressing her breasts against my chest. Even through my clothes I could feel the heat from her body, and I wanted to feel more. I started to rip at my jacket, needing to get my clothes off. She didn’t stop grinding against me and kissing me as I tried to undress, and it made it a lot harder to get out of my jacket, shirt and jeans, but it wasn’t impossible. I wanted to get closer to her, and nothing was going to get in my way.

I kissed Kim as I undressed, and when it got too difficult to do with her on top of me, I pushed her onto the bed and finished taking off my pants. Then I got back on the bed, and this time I was on top.

Kim and I started kissing again as we pulled off each other’s underwear, and then I got my first look at my old math teacher in the buff. She was in her early forties, but she was still as hot as maybe hotter than the girls I’d hooked up with in college. She had a flat stomach and pretty, perky tits, and she looked real good. I impatiently pushed her thighs apart and settled between her legs before leaning over and taking one of her soft breasts in my mouth.

I sucked her breasts for a minute as I ground my hips against hers, and it felt good. My dick was rock hard and rubbing against her thigh, and I couldn’t wait to finally get a crack at her pussy.

When she was ready to take the next step, she pushed my head away from her chest and reached over to the bedside table to get a condom out of the drawer. She pushed me off her and onto my back, then rolled the latex sheath over my dick. She stroked my wrapped cock a few times to make sure I was hard and ready, and then she straddled my hips again and slid her pussy down over my dick.

Kim’s cunt swallowed me whole, and as soon as her plush ass hit my thighs, she started to ride me. I’d never been with a girl who took charge like that before, but I wasn’t surprised. Kim was older and more experienced, definitely the take charge type. I didn’t have much time to think about what kind of woman Kim was, though. She was picking up her pace, and I turned all my attention to keeping up with her.

As she rose and fell on my shaft, I started to lift my hips off the bed, thrusting into her and matching her stroke for stroke. She was riding my dick like a pro, her cunt squeezing and massaging my sensitive dick as she moved up and down. It felt better than I’d ever imagined it would be, and I started thrusting into her harder and faster. When we had our rhythm down, I reached up to play with her tits while we fucked, and she even leaned forward for a bit so I could take them in my mouth again. Damn, she was good!

We were really going at it when I flipped her over into the missionary position and started to drill her. I’d spent hours fantasizing about fucking her brains out, and I was going to do exactly that. Her small, soft breasts jiggled between our bodies as I plowed into her, and her pussy started to spasm almost immediately. She was on the verge of a climax already, and I wasn’t far behind her.

It took less than two minutes in our new position for us both to get off. Kim’s pussy pulsed and throbbed around my dick as she came, and then I shot off, filling the condom with copious amounts of semen. Kim wasn’t done with me yet, though, and after climbing off my softening dick, she pulled off the condom and then sucked my dick clean, making me hard again in the process.

The second time around we did it doggy style, and Kim even took it in the ass for a minute before I blew my second load. She was the best lay I’d had since going to college!

Since then, I’ve started hooking up with more cougars than coeds. And whenever I’m home visiting my parents, I make sure to pay Kim a visit to thank her for introducing me to the extreme pleasure of sex with an older woman.

Mr. Matt T., Fullerton, California

MARRIED COUPLE SHOWS SINGLE GIRL WHAT SHE’S BEEN MISSING

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I was shocked when I first met Evan and Dara at a new bar that had just opened in my neighborhood one of the first things they told me was that they’d been married for eight years and were in an open relationship. They’d shared men and women, and had group sex and had their own affairs. There wasn’t any secrecy each knew what the other was up to at all times. As they spoke, they had their hands all over each other. I was intrigued, and asked them dozens of questions, which they happily answered until finally turning the tables and asking me how I could be single.

“Because you’re so beautiful,” Dara said, running her fingers through my auburn curls. The pleasure I got from her touch told me that maybe I was more into the idea of a threesome than I’d previously thought. I’d been with men and women before, but I’d never seriously considered a threesome or even an open relationship. I wasn’t na ve so much as inexperienced, yet here were two attractive people who were offering me the chance to expand my sexual horizons. There was something incredibly erotic about having both of them focused on me. I suddenly wanted to know what it would be like to be with a man and a woman at the same time.

I leaned toward Dara and let her hair stroking turn into a backrub. Before long we were making out while Evan looked on. I loved the smell of Dara’s sweet perfume, but I also longed for Evan’s strong hands on me, and when the temptation became too overwhelming, I reached out for him. As if he’d been waiting for me to make the first move, Evan grasped my hand and began kissing it while I made out with his wife. My whole body was aglow with excitement.

When we finally left the bar and walked out into the cool evening air, I could tell how wet my panties were. “We want to lick every inch of you,” Evan said, and then he and I kissed while Dara stroked my back. “Don’t we, baby?” Evan said to his wife, once we’d broken our lip lock.

“Oh, yes,” she said. “And fuck you, too. Evan has an awesome cock. You’ll love it!” Hearing her speak so proudly about his dick made me yearn to experience it for myself.

“I can’t wait,” I said, smiling at her, and then him. The sexual tension between us was palpable, and it took us a while to reach their car because we kept pausing to kiss and stroke each other. My nipples were erect, and I wasn’t sure whose mouth I most wanted on me. It didn’t matter, because Evan and Dara were equally good kissers. I was already wishing I had more hands so I could touch more of their bodies at once. I sat in the front seat of their car with Evan, holding his hand until he brought mine to his lap so I could feel his erection.

“Fiona, you’re making me so hard. I can’t wait to be inside you. Do you want that? Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“I want you to climb on top of him and ride his big cock. It’ll feel so good!” Dara exclaimed. I couldn’t wait!

Soon we were at their place, a small white house with a beautifully kept lawn though I was more focused on getting inside than I was in admiring their landscaping. Dara put her hand on my ass to guide me through the doorway. At first I jumped at her touch, but then she said, “Don’t worry, our neighbors have seen everything.”

I wondered if her neighbors ever partook of their bed, but it didn’t matter. I was so wet, aching to be touched by both of these beautiful creatures. The fact that they wanted to share me and each other turned me on.

“Oh, Fiona, you’ve got to take off some of these clothes but leave on your shoes,” Evan said, leering at my pumps. I liked that he had a thing for heels. I shimmied out of my dress, and then Evan pulled down my panties and Dara unhooked my bra. “She’s gorgeous, isn’t she?” Evan murmured as he admired my naked body. Dara nodded in agreement, her eyes filled with lust.

They stroked me all over, touching me lightly at first and then more aggressively as their passion increased. Soon Evan ushered us upstairs, and they laid me out on the bed and each sucked on one of my breasts until my nipples were throbbing.

“Is she ready yet?” Dara asked Evan, her voice revealing her impatience.

“Why don’t you find out, my love?” he replied. I spread my legs to give Dara access, and she slithered between my thighs and started licking my pussy. She moaned as soon as she tasted my juices, and her tongue wriggled along my slit, licking and slurping and making my body quiver. She took me right to the edge of climax, then stopped and looked at us both with a naughty grin.

“She’s definitely ready for your cock,” Dara said, licking her glossy lips. Evan stripped, and when he took off his boxers, I gasped. His cock was the biggest one I’d ever seen! Evan leaned back on the bed, and Dara sucked his dick until he urged her aside and pulled me on top of him.

His cock fit inside me perfectly, stretching me just right and making my juices flow. In no time, I was riding him vigorously. As I fucked her husband, Dara leaned toward me and kissed me passionately.

“God, you two look so hot together. You’re going to make me come too soon,” he said with a groan. I broke our kiss so I could suck on one of Dara’s heavy breasts. She whimpered, playing with her cunt while I tongued her nipple.

There was a frenzied nature to our actions because we were all so eager to climax. I felt like I was going to explode at any minute, and soon I did, coming fiercely while Evan held my hips tightly and bucked up into me and Dara groaned through her own peak.

“That was beautiful,” Dara said. “I want to see you come again.” Then she took out a small vibrator and had me lay down. Evan got on top this time, his cock feeling even more intense as we fucked in the missionary position. Dara brought her hand between our bodies and pressed the buzzing toy against my clit. Soon I was shrieking, losing control as two more orgasms hit me in quick succession. “I want Evan to come on you,” Dara said. “And me!”

She curled up next to me, and Evan pulled out. Moments later he sprayed us with his cream, letting out a moan as he erupted. I licked his salty jizz off of Dara’s body, and then she did the same to me. By that point, I was hungry for Dara’s pussy, so I ate her out while Evan watched.

Since then, I’ve gone back to their place many times, and I recently started seeing a new guy. And while he’s had threesomes, he’s never had a foursome. I hope to initiate him very soon!

Ms. Fiona V., Baltimore, Maryland

IT’S HIS BIRTHDAY, BUT SHE GETS THE GIFT: TWO HOT GUYS IN ONE BED

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I have always been shy when it comes to parties. Like last night, when I went solo to my best friend Dave’s birthday bash. Usually, I would know at least a handful of people at an event like this. But Dave had invited his whole office staff, none of whom I’d met before. I was acquainted only with the birthday boy and Jack, one of our old friends from college. In minutes, I found myself hiding in the corner of the room, willing the time to pass so that I could make my escape.

That’s when Jack found me. He looked so handsome in his Levi’s and t shirt, as good looking as he was ten years ago at school. “You look scared, Becky,” he said.

“I don’t like parties,” I reminded him.

“What’s not to like?”

“The crowd. The strangers. One on one, I’m completely confident.”

“What about two on one?”

I thought I might have misheard him over the music, so I waited for him to repeat himself.

“Dave asked me if you might consider a special sort of thirtieth birthday gift.”

Wow, I had heard him correctly. I’d nursed a crush on Jack since I’d first met him, and Dave and I had occasionally been each other’s fuck buddies. “Are you serious?” I asked.

He nodded. The look in his eyes was wolf like and hungry. I found that my pussy was starting to get wet.

“How could we get away?” I asked, looking around at the roomful of guests.

“Nobody will mind,” Jack told me. “They’re all here for the free booze and food, anyway.”

I gazed across the room to where Dave was surrounded by admirers, but when he saw me looking, he made his way quickly through the crowd. I think he could tell by the expression on my face that I had decided to grant his birthday wish.

At my side, he gave me a quick kiss and said, “I’m so glad you came.”

I went up on tiptoes in my high heels. “I haven’t yet,” I whispered in his ear, “but I hope to soon.”

I pressed against him and felt that his dick was hard.

“Bedroom?” Jack suggested, his voice hoarse.

Dave led me by the hand down the hallway. Jack followed. I could feel my heart racing and my breathing starting to come fast. This was not something the three of us had ever done before. As we entered Dave’s bedroom, I could hardly contain my nerves. Had I felt shy out in the other room? Now I was practically paralyzed. Except, I wasn’t. Jack locked the door, and then he embraced me from behind in his big, strong arms. Dave came forward, and soon I was sandwiched between my two longtime buddies. Dave’s mouth found mine, and we kissed for several seconds, while Jack began to kiss the nape of my neck.

“You’re so sexy,” Jack told me.

“Thank you,” Dave said, and that cracked me up. From that moment, things went easy for us. This wasn’t one of those morose fucks, where nobody smiles. The boys and I stripped quickly and hit the mattress together. I was suddenly giddy at the sensation. How freeing it was to be away from the noise of the party alone together on Dave’s California king.

I’d fucked Dave before, as I’d mentioned, and I was always happy with the way he did me. He is blessed with a long, thick cock, and he has the stamina to take care of a girl before he gets his own. Jack was the unknown quantity here, and maybe that’s why I wanted to fuck him first. I got up on my knees between the boys, and I started to suck Dave. I loved the way the head of his cock fit in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the cockhead while wriggling my ass in the air. I hoped Jack would understand what I wanted.

In seconds, Jack was behind me with his hands on my hips. I didn’t get a good look at his cock before he was in me, but I could feel from the first thrust that he was equipped with a more than decent sized dick. He thrust, and I sucked, and Dave groaned. This was pure decadence. I was the connection between two old friends, and I felt their warmth and attention flood through me. Jack started to stroke my clit while he fucked me, and I moaned around Dave’s shaft. The vibrations must have felt sexy to him, because Dave started to tremble.

I knew he wouldn’t come yet, though. Dave’s always been competitive. He wouldn’t want to be the first one to lose his cool. Jack pinched my clit between his thumb and forefinger, and I shivered all over. I sucked even harder on Dave’s cock as a response, and when I tasted his pre come, he pushed me away.

“I need to be in you,” he whispered. Jack pulled out, and I flipped around, still on my hands and knees. Dave slid easily into my wet cunt. I’d planned on echoing what I’d just done to Dave and suck on Jack’s cock, but Jack had other ideas. With me up on my hands and knees, and Dave in me to the hilt, Jack slid under my body. He positioned himself so he could lick my clit while Dave fucked me.

Thank God for the loud music in the other room. I could not control my moaning. With Dave’s dick inside me and Jack’s mouth on my pussy, I simply let loose. That is, until I got my next instruction from the birthday boy.

“Suck him,” Dave hissed.

Jack’s cock was in reach, and I did what Dave said. I sucked that beautiful cock, which was still glistening with my own juices. Dave started to groan, and I got the feeling that between licks of my pussy, Jack was kissing Dave’s balls. I knew I was right, when Dave said, “Oh, God Jack, don’t stop.”

That took me right to the edge of my own climax, and I began to come. As I shivered, I sucked even harder on Jack’s thick cock, until he was shooting his load into my mouth. I slurped up every last bit of his seed, ravenous for the taste. Dave was the last to go, like I’d thought he’d be, slamming his hips against mine as the pleasure finally took over. He creamed inside me with such intensity, that he tripped a second orgasm, and I found myself coming all over again.

After that, we sprawled in Dave’s big bed, the three of us sticky, demolished, and happy. “Thanks for my present,” Dave grinned. He kissed me, and I knew he could taste Jack’s cock on my lips.

“What are we going to do for your birthday?” Jack asked, casually toying with my breasts.

“Something similar I hope,” I said. At the same time, I thought to myself, Who knows? Maybe I’ll even start to like parties.

Ms. Becky E., Cleveland, Ohio

LESBIAN LOVERS STRAP IT ON FOR A ROUSING ROUND OF ANAL SEX

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When Chelsea and I got together, I knew right away that whatever else happened between us, we’d always have a hot sex life. She’s the first girl I’ve ever dated who’s been interested in anal. And I don’t mean she likes it, I mean she actively wants it all the time.

At least once a week but usually more Chelsea comes into the bedroom with my strap on dangling from her hand, and she always looks ready to drop to her knees and beg if I don’t give in to her request immediately. Of course, it never comes to that. As much as Chelsea loves anal, I love it even more. There’s nothing that can compare to strapping on a big silicone dick and fucking my girlfriend’s tight ass.

We have an assortment of dildos that fit my harness, and we cycle through them all, though occasionally Chelsea will want the same one used on her several times in a row. Her current favorite is a six inch red dildo that’s about an inch in diameter and has a slight curve to the shaft. On Monday night, that was the dildo she attached before coming to find me, strap on in hand.

“Again?” I asked as she walked into the room. I was sitting on the bed reading when Chelsea entered, and she looked bashful, probably because it was the third day in a row she’d come to me with the harness, hoping to get her ass fucked. Like I said, she really loves anal. She nodded and smiled, holding the strap on out to me. I happily took it from her and tossed it onto the bed before pulling her into my arms.

Chelsea and I kissed for a minute before I started to undress her. She was wearing a short, light sundress, and I dropped my hands to the hem and lifted it to her waist. She’d already removed her panties, and her clean shaven cunt was warm to the touch. I dipped a finger into her slit and felt her juices pool around my digit. It was obvious that she really wanted to get fucked.

I fingered my girlfriend’s juicy cunt for a few moments as we kissed, and then I moved my finger to her ass. I slowly eased my digit into her asshole, the juices from her pussy helping it slide in smoothly. She moaned against my mouth as I stroked my finger in and out of her hole, each thrust making her hips buck against my hand. I knew she wanted more, but this time I was going to make her beg, and I continued my slow tease as I kissed her and lazily fucked her back hole.

When we broke our lip lock to catch our breath, she absolutely begged me to strap it on and take her ass. That’s what I wanted to hear. My pussy was already wet from our makeout session, and as much as I wanted to continue to tease her, I didn’t want to deny myself the pleasure of fucking her any longer.

I moved off the bed and took off my shorts, t shirt and underwear, then grabbed the harness and stepped into it. I pulled the thick black straps up my thighs and tightened them to hold my silicone dick in place. I went to the dresser and grabbed a condom, rolled it onto the dildo, then joined Chelsea back at the bed. I pushed her down over the side of the bed, her ass jutting out at the perfect height for fucking, and then I moved in.

I thrust my sheathed dick into her pussy, getting it wet and slippery. She was so juicy that the red cock slid in and out of her easily. When it was covered in her honey, I pulled all the way out and moved so I could position it at her puckered rear entrance. Her ass opened wide as the tip of the dildo pressed against it, and when I pushed into her, her butt eagerly swallowed my shaft. Chelsea moaned as I slid inside her, and when only an inch of my dick remained outside her ass, her muscles clenched and held the shaft in place.

It took Chelsea a moment to relax and release my tool, but when she did, I started thrusting in and out of her ass. I started off slow, like I always do, and then gradually picked up my pace. Soon my hips were rhythmically thudding against hers as I filled her ass over and over with my cock.

I held my girlfriend’s hips as I thrust into her, and when she started to wiggle her ass, I knew I could go faster. I started pumping into her as deep as I could, and her mewls of pleasure made me even more aroused.

As I banged into Chelsea, the base of the dildo rubbed my clit through the front of the harness, and I felt my juices start to flow. I started thrusting harder, making my girlfriend’s body bounce with each stroke. I knew I was going to make her come, and the thought of having that kind of power over another person was an incredible turn on. I couldn’t wait to bring her to her climax. But I wanted to have an orgasm as well, and that meant I’d have to work a little bit harder.

I started grinding my hips in a figure eight pattern as I continued to fuck Chelsea’s ass, and the friction from the base of the dildo on my clit felt even better than it had when I was simply thrusting. I knew that if I kept up my rhythm, we’d both have orgasms in a few minutes.

My climax was getting closer, and as I felt my pussy start to ache with pleasure, I reached under Chelsea’s body and started to rub her swollen clit. I couldn’t get my hand under the harness to play with my own cunt, so I was going to give Chelsea all the attention that I’d wanted myself. I thrust three fingers into her dripping pussy and pumped them in and out while my thumb brushed her clit. I kept fucking her sweet ass as I fingered her cunt, and I felt us both getting closer.

Before long, Chelsea’s pussy was pulsing against my fingers, and her ass was clenching, grabbing and releasing the dildo as I tried to keep screwing her. Meanwhile, my clit was throbbing as my own orgasm rapidly approached.

It only took another minute before Chelsea was moaning in ecstasy, and as she cried out in pleasure, I felt my own orgasm rush through me in a huge wave. My girlfriend bucked against me as she came, and I continued to thrust my hips, wanting to draw out our orgasms as long as possible.

We writhed against each other as we fucked through our climaxes, and eventually I collapsed on top of her on the bed. We spent a few minutes catching our breath, and then I pulled away from Chelsea and went to the bathroom to throw out the condom. I washed the dildo and hung the harness on the back of the bathroom door when I was done, figuring there was no point in putting it away. I knew Chelsea would be back for more the next day.

Ms. Anna M., Hollywood, Florida

KINKY COUPLE ENJOYS THE THRILL OF AN OUTDOOR GLORY HOLE

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After a party at our friend’s house, Tom and I could not wait to get home. We were hot from dancing, and turned on from yes, dancing and as we wandered toward our car, we ended up near a small park. Tom pulled me over to the side, so that we were standing in the shadows. He playfully put his arms around my waist and said, “We haven’t done it outdoors in awhile.”

“What if someone comes by?” I asked, envisioning him fucking me right up against the hood of our car.

“At three in the morning?”

“We’re out at three in the morning,” I pointed out.

“We’ll say we’re looking for our car,” Tom said. He surprised me, moving me away from the direction of our VW and pulling me toward the entrance of the park.

“In the park?” I asked, tripping along beside him in my heels.

“We’ll say we got lost.” He stopped and pulled me to him, this time face to face, and I could feel how hard his cock had gotten the concept of fucking outside was definitely turning him on.

That’s when I noticed the fence. It was chain link, interwoven with green vinyl strips except for a choice spot. A choice, crotch high spot. Tom noticed me looking, and thanks to a nearby streetlight, I could see a look on his face that let me know the same idea occurred to him immediately after it occurred to me.

“Get on the other side,” he insisted.

I hurried to the reverse side of the fence. Tom’s cock was already poking through the hole by the time I got on my knees.

I’ll confess that I’d never before been party to playing with a glory hole. In fact, I’d never even seen one not in a movie or any porn magazine. But I understood the concept.

Tom’s cock fit perfectly through the opening. I knelt and touched his shaft with the palm of my hand. He groaned. I didn’t care that I was on my knees in the dirt. I didn’t care that my nylons were going to be torn to shreds or that my fancy high heels might get soiled. All I cared about was the fact that I was about to start sucking Tom through a hole in the fence.

I understand that with a real glory hole, I wouldn’t have been able to see him. I would only have been able to see cock. But I could wrap my fingers in the chain link, shut my eyes, and imagine.

First, Tom butted his cockhead against my lips. I loved the way that felt. He was letting me know how ready he was. I teased him for a moment, not parting my lips immediately, but letting him ram against me. The warm scent of his skin turned me on even more. Only after a few seconds had passed did I open my mouth.

Tom began groaning from the first thrust. He drove his cock inside my warm, wet mouth, and he hummed with pleasure.

“Oh, that’s so good,” he whispered from behind the fence.

I sucked him as far as I could down my throat. Then I backed up and took control, letting my tongue trace around the head of his cock before pulling only the head into my mouth and sucking it like I would a sweet, round lollipop.

Tom could not control himself. “Oh, God,” he moaned. “That’s so fucking sweet.”

The night air whistled around us, but I didn’t feel chilled at all. I pretended I was a slutty girl truly working on the dark side of a glory hole. I imagined I didn’t know who the man was on the other side of the wall, what he looked like, what his name was. He was simply a cock or maybe even a number. Maybe Tom was the sixth guy I’d sucked that night. Maybe there was a line of men behind him. That idea excited me more than I would have thought. I reached one hand between my legs and played with my pussy through my stockings while I continued to suck off Tom.

“You really know how to work a cock, girl,” he whispered hoarsely.

I think this may honestly have been my best blowjob of all time. I put myself into the action, really losing myself in the desire to give Tom pleasure. I wrapped my fingers in the open links of the fence, gripping it tightly as I bobbed my head on Tom’s rock hard dick. He could not stay quiet. That was the only thing that worried me. We were in public, after all, doing dirty deeds in the park. But luck was on our side.

I sucked Tom’s cock like a hungry little sex fiend, and he moaned. I kept playing with myself the whole time, one hand snaking under my nylons and into my panties to tweak and tease my clit. I thrust two fingers deep into my hole as I sucked his cock like a dirty girl should. I wanted to time my own orgasm to the second I got Tom’s rocks off. I could tell when he was getting closer. He moaned again and called me his filthy whore. I tricked my tongue around the head of his erection, and he swore he would fuck me until I creamed as soon as we got home. I liked the way that sounded, and I decided to bring him to the end of this ride. I took a big breath and then turned my mouth into a magic vacuum, sucking powerfully until he shot his load down my throat. I came on my fingers at the same time, but I didn’t forget my place. With finesse, I swallowed every drop of his cream like a pro. He fell back from the fence and worked to catch his breath. I could hear him panting in the bushes.

“God, that was so fucking good,” he said, talking in a breathless whisper through the fence.

I stood and brushed the dirt and pebbles from my knees. I was a bit breathless, too. I could not remember ever being so turned on by going down on anyone. There was something fiercely exciting in the fact that we were outside when all “normal” people were safe in their bedrooms, tucked in tight, dreaming dreams like the one we’d just made come true.

“Let’s go home, Amy,” Tom said, and I walked around the fence to his side. We got into our waiting car and drove home, talking the whole time about where and when we might explore the great outdoors again.

Ms. Amy W., Austin, Texas

SAME SEX COUPLE FINDS HONEYMOON BLISS AT NIAGARA FALLS

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When they legalized gay marriage in New York last year, my boyfriend and I rushed to get a marriage license. Oliver and I had been waiting years to get hitched, but once we’d gone to City Hall and done the paperwork that would make us official, what we were really looking forward to was the honeymoon.

Our wedding was quick and not very formal, but we decided to take a traditional honeymoon. We opted to go to Niagara Falls, probably one of the most popular destinations for newlyweds. We found a hotel that had rooms with a view of the Falls, and we booked the honeymoon suite. There was a bottle of champagne chilling on ice when we got there, and a basket of fruit and chocolates sat on top of the dresser. It felt like we were in a movie from the 1950s, and we loved it.

The first night we were there was very calm and quiet, since we were exhausted from driving, but the second night of our trip was everything we wanted our honeymoon to be. During the day we went sightseeing and took a boat tour of the Falls. Afterward, we had a romantic dinner near the hotel before heading back to our suite.

Oliver and I always had really hot sex, but getting married had definitely taken things up a notch for us. Even the first night had been exceptional, though we were both too tired to get really crazy or acrobatic. Having gotten some rest, though, we had more than enough sensual energy to get wild the following evening.

We were both raring to go when we got back to our room after dinner that night, and though we’d planned to order a bottle of wine from room service so we could have another drink or two, we never got around to that. The minute we were in our room, Oliver pulled me to him. His kiss was full of passion, and I started to move my lips with his as he pressed his body right up against mine. When his tongue eased between my teeth, I opened my mouth wider to grant him better access.

As we continued kissing, our hands started roaming each other’s body and pulling at clothing. Shirttails were pulled from waistbands and belts were unbuckled. We kicked our shoes off at almost the same time, and then we seemed to get even more fired up. We started ripping each other’s clothes off, stroking exposed flesh as we moved toward the bed.

Oliver got me naked first, and he pushed me down on the bed before he shed his briefs and climbed on the mattress next to me. His dick was already stiff, and as he stretched out above me to kiss me again, I felt his hard on brush my leg. His lips met mine in another passionate kiss, and as his naked body settled atop me, I felt my cock go from semi stiff to rock hard.

My hands wandered down to my new husband’s ass, and I pulled him closer, grinding against him and showing him how hot I was. He responded in kind, his hips thrusting hard against mine as our cocks rubbed against one another.

I couldn’t wait to start fucking, but now that we were finally in bed, Oliver seemed to want to drag out the foreplay. As I was trying to shift under him so he could penetrate me, he stopped me and held me in place so he could continue kissing and teasing me, his erect prick throbbing against my thigh as he writhed above me. He kept kissing me for a minute, his hands holding my arms at my sides so I couldn’t try to push him away. He did that long enough to have me anxious and on edge, and then he moved down my body and took my cock in his mouth.

As soon as his warm, wet mouth engulfed my dick, my eyes rolled back. He sucked the tip between his lips and started to twist his tongue around the head. The light touch of his tongue on my cock was incredible, and it only felt better when he added pressure. He was still holding my arms, keeping me from guiding him, but he didn’t need my help to know what I wanted. Oliver has always been a good lover, and even when we first started dating, he didn’t need me to tell him what worked and what didn’t. He’s always simply known.

Oliver took more and more of my cock, easing it in inch by inch. As he sucked me farther into his mouth, he started to stroke his tongue along the underside of my prick, and it felt so good. My cock throbbed as Oliver held me between his lips, continuing to tease me. It took a lot of control not to come immediately, but I managed to rein in my feelings of ecstasy.

Oliver is slightly bigger than me, but I easily pushed him away and moved around so that I could take his cock in my mouth. Even though I wanted him to fuck my ass, I needed to taste him first. I took his shaft between my lips and began to suck. There was salty pre come clinging to the tip, and I swiped my tongue across the head before swallowing. I sucked him deeper down my throat, wanting to take in his entire length, and after a moment, I succeeded. His cock pulsed, and when he started to thrust against my mouth, I knew we were ready to move on.

His dick was slick and hard when I pulled my mouth away and flipped onto my hands and knees. He got behind me right away and aimed at my puckered asshole. I moaned as he slid into me, his cock stretching my ass nicely, as always. He eased in slowly, but I humped back to try to get him to move faster. It worked, and Oliver slid all the way inside me a moment later, and then he started to stroke in and out

He started to move faster, pumping quickly into my tight butt. I’d obviously screwed Oliver before, and we’d even fucked once as a married couple, but this felt better than any other time he’d taken my ass. As he thrust into me, I bucked my hips against him. His pelvis banged against my butt, his balls loudly slapping against me, and I felt my orgasm building again. This time I was ready to let it happen, and instead of fighting to keep myself from coming, I shifted my ass to allow him to get in even deeper.

Oliver took the hint and began to fuck me frantically, his stiff cock going balls deep into my ass with every thrust. Then I moved a hand off the bed and reached between my legs to pump my dick. I could feel Oliver’s cock pulsing between my cheeks, and I wanted us to climax at the same time. When my ass clenched his cock a moment later, I felt him spurt into me. My dick went off a split second after his, and I shot my load with a loud groan.

That was an awesome night, and the rest of our honeymoon was every thing we could have wanted. We’re already planning a return trip for our first anniversary this year.

Mr. Landon S., Brooklyn, New York

SWINGERS DISCOVER THE JOYS OF WIFE WATCHING WHEN HE SITS OUT DURING HER THREESOME

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My wife and I have always been swingers, but for the most part, we’ve participated in threesomes or swapped partners with another couple. Neither of us has ever been interested in watching the other person or in watching anyone else. Recently, however, after reading stories about guys who watch their wives with other people, I started wondering what it would be like to watch Julie with her partners, and thinking about it turned me on.

I mentioned my desire to Julie a few weeks ago, and she was immediately interested in making my new fantasy a reality. She said she liked the idea of being watched and had always wondered what it would be like to perform for an “audience,” but she’d never known how to approach me about it. Since I’d brought it up, though, she said she didn’t have to worry about how I’d react, because I was obviously into it.

When Julie and I started discussing the particulars, she said she already had a couple in mind. She and I had swapped with Mitch and Amie several times, and we’d had a few threesomes with Amie before and even one with Mitch. She’d always wondered what they were like together, she said, and she thought they’d be the perfect people to bring in for our exhibitionism/voyeurism test run. I couldn’t have agreed more, and when we got up the next morning, we called them up and ran the idea past them. Like Julie, Amie and Mitch jumped at the chance to enact my fantasy, and we made plans to get together with them the following weekend.

All week leading up to the threesome, we read stories about wife watching. I tried to figure out whether I wanted to watch from the corner, direct the scene or maybe film it, and Julie got more and more turned on by the idea of being watched. By the time Saturday rolled around, we were more than ready for our friends to come over.

Mitch and Amie arrived early in the evening for a few drinks, but it didn’t take long before everyone was ready to get the party started. We moved to the bedroom, and I went right to the corner where I’d put one of the chairs from the den. Julie, meanwhile, pulled our friends toward the bed and started fooling around with them.

Amie kissed my wife and started pulling at her clothes. Julie was wearing a short dress, and Amie started pushing it up to her waist, revealing her bare pussy and ass. As more of my wife’s body became visible, Mitch moved in and started getting involved in the action. He started fondling her ass while Julie and his wife continued making out. I was quickly getting turned on watching the three of them, and I unbuttoned my pants in preparation of what was sure to come.

After a few minutes, Julie turned to kiss Mitch, but before she could spin all the way around, Amie stopped her long enough to pull off her dress, leaving Julie completely naked. Seeing her nude body between her fully dressed partners was a lot hotter than I’d thought it would be, and I started to stroke my cock as I watched the couple kiss and caress her.

As I continued watching, Julie started undressing them, removing Mitch’s shirt and then Amie’s dress, switching back and forth between them until they were both as bare as she was. Then, when everyone was naked, they finally moved onto the bed. Julie was still in the middle of the couple, and they were touching her everywhere. Mitch had his hands on her tits, and Amie was rubbing my wife’s pussy. It looked like Julie had no idea who to touch first, and she simply squirmed between them, trying to get closer to first one and then the other. I watched, getting more aroused by the minute, as my wife tried to figure out whomever she wanted to play with more at the moment.

Julie eventually turned her attention to Amie and started kissing the petite blonde while the other woman’s hand dove deeper between my wife’s legs. While the two women kissed and fondled each other, Mitch reached around them to stroke Amie’s ass as he suckled Julie’s neck. They took things slow for a few minutes, but as the kisses and touches became more aggressive, Julie started to turn toward Mitch again. When she’s really aroused, she wants to be fucked hard, and I knew that’s what she wanted from Mitch at that moment.

As soon as Mitch had Julie’s full attention, he moved on top of her, his hard cock bobbing between his legs, obviously ready for the action to begin. Julie purred as his dick brushed her slick folds, and when he started to thrust into her, she moaned happily, her eyes closing as she threw her head back. Mitch is pretty well endowed, but it didn’t take him long to fill my wife with his thick dick, and she responded eagerly, her hips arching off the bed to meet him stroke for stroke.

I watched them intently, my hand moving faster and faster along my hard shaft. Mitch was really giving Julie a good fucking, but Amie wasn’t sitting idly while her partners got busy. She played with her pussy for a few moments, letting the other two fuck a bit, and then she guided Mitch onto his knees and helped him get my wife’s legs over his shoulders so he could fuck her more thoroughly. When she had them positioned the way she wanted, Amie climbed over my wife’s face and sat with her wet cunt directly above Julie’s mouth. I couldn’t see her tongue dart out to lick the blonde’s snatch, but I knew the second she started to eat the other woman because Amie began moaning loudly.

Mitch wasn’t slowing down at all as he fucked Julie, and I could hear their bodies slapping together as I furiously jerked my dick. I couldn’t decide who I wanted to watch more, and I found my eyes darting back and forth over the bed, trying to watch Mitch’s hips thrust against my wife one moment and then Amie’s body writhing above Julie’s mouth the next. I wanted to see Julie, too, and I kept trying to catch glimpses of her tongue or pussy, knowing that she was enjoying this scene as much as I was.

When Amie came, I watched her shake and shudder, and then she moved off Julie’s face and down her body to play with her nipples while Julie and Mitch continued to fuck. My hand was flying along my cock as I watched them, and when my wife started to moan, I knew she was about to climax. I’d never seen her come with someone else, and I studied her carefully, wanting to catch every twitch, shudder and sigh as she worked toward her climax. It was so hot to see her that way, and as I watched her in the throes of ecstasy, I couldn’t control myself, and I came.

Julie practically screamed when she finally went over the edge a moment later, and her release set off Mitch’s orgasm. He grunted loudly as he shot his load, but he didn’t stop thrusting until Julie had finished shrieking and writhing, her climax finally subsiding. As they settled down, Amie released my wife’s nipples and moved away to lay on the side of the bed, with Mitch quickly following suit.

The three of them rested for a few minutes, chests heaving as they tried to catch their breath, and then they started all over again. I hadn’t expected them to go for round two, and as I watched Julie and Amie kiss once more, I felt my dick start to get hard again. I couldn’t believe I was getting a second chance to watch my wife in action so soon, and I didn’t want to miss a second of it as they fucked and sucked in every possible combination. It was better than any porn I’d ever seen!

Mr. Josh T., Carrollton, Texas

IT’S A REPAIR TECH’S LUCKY DAY WHEN A LONELY LADY NEEDS A HELPING HAND

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I repair home fitness equipment, so I’m in and out of people’s houses every day. Fixing treadmills and stair steppers is pretty routine, but I do get to meet some interesting people. Actually, “interesting” doesn’t even begin to describe the customer I met last week.

Her house was in an affluent neighborhood, and it was huge. I knocked on the double doors, waited awhile, rang the bell, and waited some more. It was hot out, and I was growing annoyed, but then the door opened and everything changed. Standing before me was a blonde, blue eyed young woman with a Barbie Doll figure that defied belief. She wore a tiny black bikini and a glistening coat of suntan oil.

My voice deserted me. The girl’s eyes twinkled as she looked me over. “Well?” she said at last, flashing a flirty smile.

“Sorry,” I managed to croak. “I wasn’t expecting . . . ” I could not keep my gaze from drifting over her knockout body. She looked down at herself and shrugged, as if she answered the door nearly naked every day. Maybe she did, for all I knew.

“I was in the backyard, working on my tan,” she explained. To emphasize her point, she took hold of the thin bikini strap at her hip and tugged it down an inch, exposing a tan line that was starkly white compared to the rest of her.

I ventured, “Looks like it’s coming along nicely.”

She glanced sharply at me, and for a moment I thought I might have crossed the line. But her impish grin said otherwise. “I hate tan lines,” she confided. “What I really want to do is lay out in the nude, but the neighbors might complain.”

“I seriously doubt that,” I remarked. Her eyebrows went up, and she grinned at me.

“You’re here to fix my elliptical trainer?” she asked. I nodded. She seemed to be thinking things over, eyeing me in a way that made my cock swell. “Well, come in. I’m Trixie,” she called over her shoulder as she turned and headed into the interior of the house. Her perky ass pivoted from side to side, more exposed than covered. I hurried after her.

The elliptical trainer was in a corner of the master bedroom, facing a flat screen TV mounted on the wall. “It shrieks like a banshee,” Trixie said, stepping onto the machine. I stood back and watched her in action. Her belly was taut, and her firm, shapely breasts swayed only a little as her arms and legs flexed. Soon a shrill squeak filled the room.

“See?” She slowed to a stop and stepped off. Her bikini top was askew, exposing her right nipple. She saw that I was looking at it and took her time adjusting her top.

I tried to focus on the job at hand no easy task, with Trixie reclining on her bed, watching me.

“The crank bearings are shot,” I said. “The whole thing needs lube.”

“I love it when you talk dirty,” she quipped.

Working fast, I got the job done in about twenty minutes. “Okay,” I said, turning around to face her. “You’re all set ”

For the second time that day, Trixie shocked me speechless. Her bikini had vanished she was sprawled across the bed wearing a naughty grin and nothing else. My cock stiffened so fast that I felt light headed.

“Come here,” she said.

“My tools are all over your floor.”

She crawled to the edge of the bed and sat up. “The only tool I’m interested in is this one,” she said, reaching out and stroking the huge bulge in my pants. Then she yanked down my zipper, reached into my boxers and grabbed hold of my dick. For a moment she ran her fingers up and down and licked her pretty lips as she took her measure of my thick joint. Then she bent to take me in her mouth. I let out the breath I’d been holding and savored the feel of her expert tongue. She licked all over my manhood like it was an ice pop, moving from the thick base to the bulbous crown until the whole thing was shiny with her saliva. Bobbing forward, she slid her lips almost all the way to my root. My crown touched the back of her throat for an instant before she eased back, eager to try again. She couldn’t quite manage it my cock was simply too big but she came close, and she was having a good time trying. Meanwhile, she jostled my balls with one hand, and with the other she reached around to squeeze my ass. Her long hair flounced about her shoulders as she rocked back and forth vigorously, trying to draw out my cream. A few minutes later, she got exactly what she wanted. I felt the floodgates open as my prick spasmed and began shooting gobs of semen into her throat. Trixie moaned with delight and swallowed my entire load, then licked her lips clean. She lay back in the middle of the bed and splayed her knees wide.

“Your turn,” she said, spreading open her clean shaven pussy. I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her delectable cunt. She tasted as sweet and fresh as a ripe melon, and just as juicy. I held her open with my fingers and hungrily lapped away. She began to tremble violently, hard enough to make the bedsprings sing. When I focused my attention on her little swollen clit, her shrieks grew louder and louder until she was practically screaming with ecstasy. Her toned thighs clamped to my ears, muffling the loudest of her cries as she succumbed to a deep and powerful orgasm. I kept licking up her juices until her climax subsided.

Fortunately, Trixie wasn’t finished. “Fuck me,” she demanded, reaching for my revived cock. “Slide that big dick inside me!”

I got my clothes off in record time, and then I knelt between her raised knees and slotted my pole between her plush cunt lips. She bucked her hips at me, grunting as she forced half my prick into her pussy. I leaned on my arms and shoved the rest of the way inside, sealing my pelvis to hers. The grasp of her cunt was heavenly.

“God, that’s a nice, fat cock,” Trixie murmured, her eyes half closed in concentration. Her hands went to my biceps and we moved together, fucking languidly, both of us lost in exquisite pleasure. I lowered my chest to hers, enjoying the feel of her soft breasts as they crushed against me. Then Trixie’s eyes opened and bored into mine with such lust that I couldn’t help ramping up the pace. “Harder,” she whispered through clenched teeth. “Fuck me harder!”

I slid my hands beneath her ass and rammed my cock in and out of her hole. Trixie responded enthusiastically, raking her fingers up and down my back while her ecstatic cries once again filled the room. She tried to roll us over, so I helped, and the next thing I knew, I was on my back with Trixie squatting atop me, bouncing savagely on my pole. She grabbed her breasts and rode me for all she was worth. There’s no question she was getting a workout that rivaled anything she could obtain on her exercise machine. I stroked her thighs and hips and let her coax the come from my balls, which didn’t take long.

“Oh, shit. I’m coming again!” she screamed. I heard myself making loud noises, too Trixie’s vocal abandon was infectious and then my cock exploded inside her. Over and over I felt the spasms as Trixie’s pussy sucked me dry. Finally, she climbed off me, took my cock in her mouth and licked me clean.

Trixie thanked me for “scratching her itch,” as she put it, and she saw me off with a kiss. I can’t help but hope her machine breaks down again the sooner, the better!

Mr. Rick P., Via E Mail