Archive-title: Jane

The temperature was at least 100 degrees that day and everyone was hot.

Jane was especially hot because she was dressed in a blouse, skirt, and

stockings. She carried a leather brief case and headed for work. She lived

alone and slept alone. When I say alone, I mean ALONE. No clothes! Little

did she know that wearing no bra and underwear would be so sensuous and

revealing. Sweat poured from her every gland and she was thoroughly

satisfied. When she entered her building she was hit with cold air which

shocked her. She causally entered the elevator, which was empty.

It wasn’t until now that she realized her blouse stuck to her, fully

exposing her breasts and nipples which were fully erect. This excited her

so much, she had to stick her hand down her stockings and feel her wet,

slick, pussy. The elevator stopped at the fifth floor, even though she was

going to the tenth floor. A tall, dark haired man walked in, dressed in a

business suit. He caught glimpse of her sweat-soaked shirt and smiled.

She knew he was becoming hard, and she enjoyed it totally, by licking her

teeth to make it worse. She then, as it hit the tenth floor, dropped her

briefcase in front of her. She bent over to pick it up, sticking her ass

way in the air showing it off.

She felt his hard cock, fully dressed, push against her tight, wet ass.

If the door hadn’t opened, they would have gone further. She smiled at him

and he smiled back. Then she exited the elevator.

Jane walked down the hall to a door which read: “Hosmon & Williams Law.”

She entered, and walked past the reception desk, where the secretary, who

was on the phone, nodded at her. Jane walked to the other end of the room

and walked into the door on the right.

Her office was large and beautifully decorated. She wiped her forehead

and went to the desk. She put the briefcase on the desk, opened it up and

sat, back, enjoying and air conditioning.

Then an idea came to her head and she leapt up. She undid her belt and

dropped her skirt, took off her panties, stockings and shoes, and sat down,

with only a blouse on, which was soaked to the nipple. She took out her

papers, and started to write when her phone rung.

“A Mr. T. Smith is here to see you. May he enter?”

She had to think for a second, looking at her bare pussy. Tim was a very

sexy man, who worked out and had light blond hair.

“Send him in…”

…End of the part1. To be continued..

I stopped to pick up the girl on the side of the road. She was
wearing a soft cotten dress. As we drove on we talked about all sorts
of things. Then she asked me if I wanted a blow job in payment for the
ride! I am no fool ,so I quickly pull off and pull down my jeans!

As we drive her head bobs up and down my fat cock! She pushes two fingers
up my ass and dives down till the head of my cock is pushed
down her throat! I cum in long thick spurts! she gags on the sticky
fluid as it fills her cheaks.

She pulls her mouth off my cock but continues to pump it with her
hand. Her breasts are big and hang heavy. Her skin is a deep brown
from many hours of sun bathing. I watch her nipples poking through
the cloth of the dress! My dick is still like a rock, so I pull into the
median strip on the highway. She gets out and I step out also.
she climbs onto the hood of the car and spreads her thighs. I stand
there (with out pants on) my cock pointing towards her. I push my
mouth onto her cunt! The fat lips part as the juices she had been
holding back come gushing out into my mouth! I eat and suck and
lick her sweet pussy. I slip first one finger ,then two ,then three
fingers up into her asshole and pump them as I tongue fuck her
cunt! I bite and pull on the fat lips and smear her juices on to
her thin line of pubic hair! She moans and twists around my fingers
shoved up her ass and my mouth on her mound!

She shoves me back (my fingers make a little -pop- as they slip
out of her ass) then turns around and bends over the front of the
car. I slowly push the head of my cock up into her pussy. She grunts and
trys to get more cock in in a shorter time, but I will not
allow that. I finally get all 7 1/2″s of cock up into her! We start
fast and she screams and pounds on the hood of the car as she is
fucked savagely!! I pump and pump and pump into her. Her cunt is tight and
she works my cock like a pro!

I pull out quickly!! She gasps and almost falls off the car. But I
grab her and quickly re-insert my now slick cock up her ass hole!
She Cums like a banshee as I fire my wads of hot sticky cum up her
ass! I continue to pump her ass till she is completely satisfied!

As we drive along she rubs her dress on her ass to collet the
cum as it dribbles out. She blows me again as we pull into her
drive way. She gives me her phone number and tells me that I
owe her a fuck and that I have to cum up her cunt to get all her
holes filled! I promise and drive off…

—

Deb looked classy — I liked her tightly creased pants and high
heels. Her short, light brown hair had blond highlights and
swept over the top of her head. She wore dark glasses that
framed her piercing brown eyes. Her lips were shiny with
lipstick and when I saw the stain on her beer glass I thought
about what it would be like to have a similar stain around my
cock. Her small mouth seemed barely big enough to fit around my
generous member — but I wanted the chance to see.

She was keeping up with me in beers and since I was starting to
feel pretty good, I knew that she had to be as well. We talked
about dope. “I haven’t been stoned in years,” she said. I
invited her out to my Jeep for a smoke and she agreed.

We tuned up and talked. “God, I’m horny,” she blurted. No need
to tell me twice — I leaned over and kissed her. We sat kissing
for several minutes, then she rested her hand on the inside of my
thigh. My hardening cock was only a couple inches away. She
moved her hand up and rest it gently on my dick. It wasted no
time in getting hard as rock; “you’re hung like a horse!” Deb
exclaimed as she ran her hand over my masterpiece. “Take a
look”, I offered as I unzipped my pants and pulled them to my
knees. My rockhard shaft bounced free and pointed straight up.

Deb bent over and put the head of my cock into her small mouth.
I could see her cheeks expand as she worked more of the shaft in.
She lathered up the head with her spit and went to work on me. I
leaned back and relaxed, watching Deb’s head bob and parry on my
engorged penis. My orgasm came quickly under her expert suck;
“I’m cuming!” I groaned. She moaned something and put in the
little extra effort necessary to bring me off. My hips thrust
forward as I popped into Deb’s mouth. She continued her up and
down motions as my balls burst forth their nectar deep into her
mouth. When she withdrew my cock, its shaft was gooey with my
spunk.
—

From perched upon her rock up high
the ever watchful Lorelei
was forced to give a moral gasp
on seeing Hermann swimming past.

She looked askance and flicked her hair
“Mein Gott”, she thought, “what have we here?”,
her eyesight needed no correction
when she espied his large erection.

Her limbs now seized with expectation
her thoughts now filled with delectation,
she rose serenely from her rock
and fantasized about his cock.

Too long it was since that young sailor
one night had managed to assail her.
By moonlight was she thus deflowered,
his cock most ravishly devoured.

She’d so enjoyed the feel of lust
As matelot his buttocks thrust.
Since then occasions passed her by,
the chance her female charm to ply.

But now she left her lofty perch
her reputation she’d besmirch,
for years she’d sat upon that rock
her tits squeezed tight in that old frock.

And standing now upon the bank
she saw young Hermann in mid-wank,
by now her mouth was salivating
as she watched him masturbating.

“What joy” she thought, “some sex at last!”
when just that moment did walk past
a young man, tight in lederhosen,
was he just camp, or was he posing?

The Lorelei in her vexation
now turned her thoughts to conversation,
she quickly recognised the scene
that now obtained with this young queen.

And Hermann’s eyes she must avert
from gazing on this young pervert,
whose mincing gait and manner queer
was almost more than she could bear.

But words they did now all escape her
that might deter her idol’s suitor,
for now young Hermann, so aroused,
had seen this young man in the crowd.

And turned his gaze in his direction
one flipper raised to show affection.
The young man, who was most excited,
rushed to the water, once invited.

His clothes torn off, and in a heap,
he plunged into the river deep,
then in a swirling sea of foam
in Hermann’s mouth his cock drove home.

Now mermen, though they often see men
have little chance of tasting semen,
which caused our Hermann jubilation
when young man had ejaculation.

And shot his spunk so white and thick
from his now rock-hard, throbbing dick.
That he might savour the full taste
the merman not a drop did waste.

But soon this scene of lust aquatic
which really had been most erotic,
was drawing to its natural close,
as young man left to find his clothes.

Which made poor Hermann rather sad,
he’d really fallen for the lad.
“Gott in Himmel, what a dish,
and much more fun than all this fish!”

Poor Lorelei had been deprived
of what she’d hoped would be her prize,
it had not been her lucky day
she’d picked a merman who was gay!

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She was standing in the bathroom powdering and rubbing lotion
onto her legs. She had a dark towel wrapped around her body and
another around her head. The bathroom was warm and steamy from
the shower as she wiped the mirror to look at herself. Thoughts
about today’s presentation were running through her head. She
was excited about the topic, and felt good about the work it
represented. Lipstick, she thought, a little lipstick. The
shower door opened, and she turned to kiss her lover. “Open your
towel” he said, in a low voice. Her mind, somewhere else, came
skidding back to his words, “Huh?” She was a little confused.
“Open your towel” he said again, pantomiming what he wanted her
to do, holding his hands wide. She blushed and shook her head
no. “Yes” he said, simply, a command. She undid the towel,
embarrassed, her mind filled with thoughts of being too heavy and
being unattractive. “Wider” he said. And she complied, not
raising her eyes. He murmured something appreciative, but she
barely heard. One warm finger traced a line from nipple to just
below her navel. “Beautiful” was his last word as he walked past
her, out into the bedroom. She stood there, nude and shaking for
a moment as he shut the door. Only after he had gone, did she
realize he was naked, too, but she hadn’t even noticed.

–

Hearing the buzzer, I ran downstairs to let her in. I hadn’t seen her
for almost a month. We had talked on the phone a few times, but one
thought coursed through my mind: her back. She had promised me her
back. Well, I could only use my hands, but that would be enough.

We went to my room and closed the door. She lay face down on my couch
— and I began to massage her back through her T-shirt. Afraid to
make any unwanted advances, I sat beside the couch. She told me I
could sit on top of her and so I did, now reaching under the back of
her shirt to caress her soft skin. As I worked my way up her back, I
reached her bra-strap. I worked around it for a while, and then asked
if I could remove it. She nodded, and I unstrapped it.

Now having full access to her back, I kneaded the length of her spine
with my fingertips, progressing from tender caresses to vigorous
thrusts, up and down the length of her back. By now I had pushed her
shirt up to her shoulders. I took a bottle of massage oil off the
shelf and warned her that her shirt might get oily. She removed it
and placed it beneath her, barely covering her breasts.

I spread some oil on her back and then started to massage large
circles, warming her back with the motion. I could hear how her
breathing quickened at moments, but I said nothing. I massaged her
thoroughly — her spine, beneath her shoulder blades, her exposed
sides, the back of her neck.

Finally, my desire overcame my restraint. I asked her if I could lick
her back. She teased me, asking me if I really liked the taste of
oil. I asked again, and she said yes. I then licked her ever so
slowly, starting from the base of her spine, snaking up with the tip
of my tongue until I reached her neck, then slithering back down. I
did it again and again, each time faster; I could her gasp at the
moist pressure of my tongue. I kissed the whole area of her back
nibbling from the shoulders down to the waistline, even reaching
beneath the elastic of her sweatpants with my tongue. I began to lick
in sudden, hard strokes up her back with the flat of my tongue, and
her gasps escalated to moans. Still seated sbove her, I could feel
her pelvis squirm with each thrust of my tongue, but I held back. I
licked each arm, kissing inside her elbows, carressing her arms and
hands with my lips. I nibbled at her neck, licking closer and closer
to her face. I then tightened my knees around her waist and began to
lick up her spine again. By now I had been licking her back and arms
for almost half an hour. And this time when I neared her face, she
met me for a kiss…

–
Daniel Tunkelang (quixote@athena.mit.edu)

Archive-title: Jenny

I had always liked Jenny, though I didn’t know her well personally. We

worked together on the night shift. Us night-timers have a slightly different

perspective on the world that most other people on ‘normal’ shifts. We’re often

driving on streets devoid of life at 3AM, and spend a lot of time at home

because nothing’s open. And then we sleep through the morning, when everybody

else is alive and awake. It’s a very lonely life most of the time.

Jenny suffered from this as much as I. She had come to town almost a year

ago, and because of her hours, she hadn’t had so much as one date in all that

time. Often she would grumble about the lack of a social/sex life. There were

plenty of guys on the night shift, but for some reason she didn’t seem

interested. More than a few of them were interested, though. She stood about 5

foot seven and was rather busty. She was a bit overweight, but not seriously

and I found it quite a turn-on. It made her seem more real, somehow. More than

once I had half-jokingly offered my services, only to be turned down with an

appreciative smile. I could never seem to work up the nerve to come out and ask

her for a date. Mostly it was because I was certain she’d turn me down and

rejection was something I didn’t really care for.

I don’t know what got into me one night. It was a Saturday and we both had

gotten roped into putting in a ‘little overtime’. If you consider 10 hours

‘little’. Anyway, it was about 9PM and we both sat down to lunch. Since there

was no one else there we actually talked to each other. Somehow the

conversation got around to dates, and I asked her just what it was she looked

for in a guy.

“Well,” she said musingly, “looks aren’t all that important, I guess. A good

personality is more important.” She was silent for a moment, thinking. “Right

now what I would like to find most is somebody who’s good in bed. After a year

of nothing I’m getting kind of, well, itchy.”

My heart gave a jump at that and my temperature rose ten degrees. I got up

to get a cup of coffee from the machine behind her. As I did, I said, “How do

you expect to find somebody like that? Advertise?”

She chuckled. “I can see it now: Lonely woman seeks good fucker. Low pay but

great fringe benefits.”

“Those benefits look pretty good to me.” I said, still standing behind her

and sipping my coffee. My heart had calmed, but I was still tense.

Anticipatory, perhaps. “But seriously, that’s what you’re looking for? Not just

any old guy who can get it up?”

“Uh uh.” She said softly, almost dreamily. “It would be tempting, but hell,

if the guy doesn’t know what he’s doing, it just isn’t really worthwhile. Not

for me, anyway. For him it’s probably great.”

The it was my turn to laugh. “Yeah, I guess so. Some guys are like that.

They just want to, um, get off and go to sleep. But there are some who are

different, ya know.”

“Oh, really?” she said, still seemingly in a trance.

“Sure.” I said. I put the cup down. “For some of us half the fun is in

making the other person feel good.” I placed my hands on her shoulders, though

…End of the part1. To be continued..

I stopped to pick up the girl on the side of the road. She was
wearing a soft cotten dress. As we drove on we talked about all sorts
of things. Then she asked me if I wanted a blow job in payment for the
ride! I am no fool ,so I quickly pull off and pull down my jeans!

As we drive her head bobs up and down my fat cock! She pushes two fingers
up my ass and dives down till the head of my cock is pushed
down her throat! I cum in long thick spurts! she gags on the sticky
fluid as it fills her cheaks.

She pulls her mouth off my cock but continues to pump it with her
hand. Her breasts are big and hang heavy. Her skin is a deep brown
from many hours of sun bathing. I watch her nipples poking through
the cloth of the dress! My dick is still like a rock, so I pull into the
median strip on the highway. She gets out and I step out also.
she climbs onto the hood of the car and spreads her thighs. I stand
there (with out pants on) my cock pointing towards her. I push my
mouth onto her cunt! The fat lips part as the juices she had been
holding back come gushing out into my mouth! I eat and suck and
lick her sweet pussy. I slip first one finger ,then two ,then three
fingers up into her asshole and pump them as I tongue fuck her
cunt! I bite and pull on the fat lips and smear her juices on to
her thin line of pubic hair! She moans and twists around my fingers
shoved up her ass and my mouth on her mound!

She shoves me back (my fingers make a little -pop- as they slip
out of her ass) then turns around and bends over the front of the
car. I slowly push the head of my cock up into her pussy. She grunts and
trys to get more cock in in a shorter time, but I will not
allow that. I finally get all 7 1/2″s of cock up into her! We start
fast and she screams and pounds on the hood of the car as she is
fucked savagely!! I pump and pump and pump into her. Her cunt is tight and
she works my cock like a pro!

I pull out quickly!! She gasps and almost falls off the car. But I
grab her and quickly re-insert my now slick cock up her ass hole!
She Cums like a banshee as I fire my wads of hot sticky cum up her
ass! I continue to pump her ass till she is completely satisfied!

As we drive along she rubs her dress on her ass to collet the
cum as it dribbles out. She blows me again as we pull into her
drive way. She gives me her phone number and tells me that I
owe her a fuck and that I have to cum up her cunt to get all her
holes filled! I promise and drive off…

—

As I lay day dreaming on the beach, I suddenly and casually
glanced to my left, only to see the most gorgeous
girl I had ever seen. She looked up while I was surveying
her, and gave me a smile and a wink…I pulled my towel
over near hers, and then introduced myself. She
told me her name was Debbie, and we began talking…

After about 30 minutes of small-talk, she suddenly asked
me if I would rub some suntan lotion on her back. Trying to
hide my excitement, I agreed. She turned on her stomach,
and unstrapped her top. I began rubbing the lotion up
around her neck, and slowly worked my way down, . Her skin
was soft and sexy, and her tan was very dark. I found my
hands wandering off of her back, around towards her breasts,
but she gently guided them back to where they started,
whispering “LATER”..I continued down her sensuous back, until
I reached her ass. I leaned closer, staring at it in
awe. It was a piece of art. I longed to guide my cock in
between her buns, but I managed to resist. I jumped past
her gorgeous ass, down to her long, sexy legs. I took my
time there. Finally, I reached her feet. She wore purple
nail polish on her toes, and I was so horny that even this
began to turn me on. When I was completely done, she asked
me if I would go back to her beach house for some lunch.
I agreed, but lunch was not what I was hoping for!

When we got there, she asked if I would like to take a
shower first..I thought that she meant with her, but we ended
up taking separate showers…She made hamburgers for
lunch, and as we were eating, she began to run her toes up and
down my leg under the table. Then she lifted her foot as high
as my crotch, and started to gently rub my shaft with her toe
The two of us quickly swallowed what was left of lunch, and
she led me to her bedroom.. We both quickly stripped, and
she sank to her knees and began sucking my swelled rod.

She deep throated me, and I came. She swallowed with a
smile and lay down on the bed, motioning for me to eat
her pussy. I assure you that it was a very sweet and
juicy desert. Then we got into the 69 position, and enjoyed
one another at the same time. Finally, she pulled me
on top of her, and guided my rod into her hot, steaming
cunt. The rest of the day was spent making mattress magic.

–

Galloping through fields of golden wheat
basking in late summer’s heat
Reigning in at water’s edge
mere feet from the towering mountain ledge

Rising cliffs of dirt and clay
keep the rushing wind at bay
Water’s surface like glass a shimmer
sings of sirens’s song of come hither

Upon dismounting I steady your stead
experiencing my growing animalistic need
Setting the horses aside to graze
observing this scene in a heavenly daze

Valley outstretched in summer green
trees dotted laboriously about the scene
Mirror blue lake at valley’s end
fed by falls as the water descends

High in the sky the sun shines bright
making comfort an unbearable fight
Stripping down to nature’s suit
we prepare ourselves for a cool pursuit

Diving into the deep cool blue
surfacing to gaze lustily at you
Easing in with the utmost care
you cause my heart to flutter with despair

Swimming so slowly up to you
encircling your body in this bed of blue
Never before has anyone seen
a picture of beauty so pure and clean

Drawing your form ever closer to me
arousing the animal yearning to be
Lifting as breast scrape against my chest
feeling your heat rise from your nest

Legs wrap around while lowering you down
impaling you deeply upon my crown
Animal lust washes us through
as deeper I thrust myself in you

Our crescent comes with deep surprise
exploding our bodies from deep inside
Exquisite pleasure comes in joyous spasms
entwining our bodies in simultaneous orgasm

Hours have passed with the sands of time
ending this day of your’s and mine
Easing down upon the shore
we feast on a picnic made this morn

With feelings of unity we prepare to leave
this dreamlike setting nature did weave
I help you mount your steed on high
as off we set on the evening ride

Gliding along at a leisurely walk
enjoying the closeness of lover’s talk
Across the path fleet a herd of deer
flushed from cover by coming too near

Towards a farm we start to ride
as the sun from the sky does slide
All my surroundings fade to black
while I seem to be falling back

I open my eyes to the light of dawn
knowing from whence my soul is drawn
Looking about at the ice cold gray
seeing the bars of another day

Into reality again I awake
wishing my freedom I could take
My dreams allow my thoughts to see
how I think my life should be

When life lowers to hues of blue
my mind projects an image of you
I focus upon the beauty of kinship
then close my eyes for a joyful trip.

William B. Morris
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It was another long, late night in the lab at work. This is a great job,

but the occasional “crunch” times explains why so few people survive more

than a handful of years. The problems are rewarding, and correct solutions let

me attend national trade conferences as an “engineering expert”, answering deep

questions on state-of-the-art technology for any of the twenty thousand people

attending from all facets of the industry. That’s the real “high” of all this

grinding: to look over a huge convention trade hall, filled with the most active

people in the whole high-tech industry, and be publically acknowledged as one of

the very few who actually *creates* the magic.

In all humility, I am merely the representative of a team of 20 to 50 people

who worked equally hard; my specialty outside design is that I can translate the

world of pull-up transistors and half-latches into the information needs of a

potential sales representative for a major customer. I can do it for 15 hours a

day for a week at a time, and keep track of who I have told what, and how much

they seem to like it. Our sales force loves me, and it gives me that one skill

outside my own department that I need for long-term advancement in the company.

True power is being among the best, and being able to get other people to recog-

nize it. Thanks to my God and my teachers, I am both.

Tonight, however, was one of those nights lost in the shuffle of “nine parts

perspiration.” I had taken once again to working midnight to about 10AM, so I

could get a peaceful environment and all the machine cycles I could eat. I have

a whole stable of routines that start their deliberations as soon as enough

people leave for their families and night life; by the time I come in, I had

quite enough diagnostic information in my electronic mailbox to take the next

step in debugging. Sometimes, I can take a few good ideas and get Jeff to

run them during the day; sometimes, I do the same for him. Between us, we cut

about 10% of the development time out of the overall department schedule, and

our stock options bear witness to our continued effectiveness. We even see one

another about once a week in these times.

That night, however, I had things almost all to myself. Someone was working

in the layout area across the floor; the overhead lights were on, and I could

see a few brown curls bob occasionally between there and the offices to the

right. Probably Debbie, one of the brightest of our new college crop last June.

She has a quick mind and a good insticnt for the correct solution, but she still

has a hard time letting go of “her” solution when a better one comes up. Also,

she puts in even more graveyard time than I did. The pace of work here will fix

both those deficiencies within three years, one way or the other. I was in no

position to guide her into more productive paths, as we rarely shared a problem

on a day-to-day basis.

I looked over the last batch of diagnostic output, and cursed myself for a

novice. I’d just wasted four hours of clock time, although with the low system

…End of the part1. To be continued..

Being a single man, all sorts of friends are always trying to fix me up.
One night I received a call from an old friend. His wife wanted to talk to
me.

Susan asked me I was interested in meeting a friend of her’s. She said that
she was attractive, tall and had huge boobs. I figured what the hell and said
yes.

There was a dance, at a local VFW hall the next week. Now,normally, this is
not the type of establishment that I frequent butI figured that if this is
where they wanted to go, I would go along and see what happened.

Once there, I was introduced to Mary. Mary was all that they said she was,
she was tall, about 5′ 9″, had an OK face but humongous boobs. She was also
wearing a very short, suede skirt. She had drop dead, long legs.

Things went OK and we were together until about 3 am, when we left and went
to our respective homes.

I have a job where I travel around the state and I happened to end up in
Mary’s town a few nights later. We were supposed to go out on a real date
the following Saturday but I figured I was close so I would call her.

She said to come over and we sat in her parlor talking. While we were
talking, she laid back on the couch and put her feet on my lap. She was
telling me that she was tired as she was on her feet all day.

I started to rub her feet and ever so slowly slid my hands up and down her
legs. She was wearing loose gym shorts and soon I was at the hem of the
shorts. I was trying to decide if I should go for it or not and figured,
all she can do is say no.

I slid my hand up under the shorts and was massaging her upper thighs. My
hands are not that big but I was still having a time of it as they were
restrained by the shorts.

She stopped me and said let me help you. She stood up and pulled her shorts
down. She was just wearing a pair of Calvin Klein panties.

I was sitting up on the couch and she stood on the couch and straddled my
face. While her crotch was right in front of me. She said do you have
anything to say to me?

I started kissing her crotch thru her panties and could feel her getting wet
or was it only my saliva. I was sticking my tongue in her slit thru her
panties.

I pulled the panties aside and was greeted by her hot cunt. I continued to
probe her with both my tongue and fingers and she was just about pulling my
ears off.

She started to shake, I knew she was cumming and then shot off into my mouth.
I had heard about this but had never had a woman shoot into my mouth.

She went very rigid and stood there for a moment. She then looked down at
me and said “it’s my turn to have some fun. She slid down the couch and was
soon on her knees in front of me.

She undid my belt and pulled down my pants. Since I down,t wear underwear,
I was exposed to her.

She grabbed ny dick at the base and was holding it with both hands,it’s not
that big but this is what she did anyway. She stared to lick up and down
the sides of my dick and every so often would just go at the head and suck as
hard as she could on the head.

While she was running her tongue up and down my dick, I decided that it was
time to see how big her boobs really were. She was been wearing a sweatshirt
to go along with the shorts so it was hard to tell.

I pulled the sweatshirt over her head and was greeted by a HUGE set of boobs.
I later found that they were 36 Ds. I unclasped her bra and she let if fall
to the floor.

While she was sucking my dick I was having a grand time playing with her boobs.
She had really huge nipples and when they got fully excited they were about
1/2 inch high.

She stopped sucking my dick and said that men always went for her tits. She
then said that she had a trick that men liked and proceeded to wrap her tits
around my dick.

She had gotten some pussy juice and between that and my saliva, she had no
trouble sliding my dick between her tits. She said that men liked to fuck
her tits.

She had her hands on the side of her tits and was pushing them up and down on
my dick. I told her that I could not take much of this and she said that she
could tell.

I told her to watch out and she pulled her head back. I let go with a huge
stream of cum that went up in the air about a foot and then fell all over her
tits.

She grabbed my cum and rubbed it around her nipples and then took my dick and
also rubbed that around them too. She then grabbed her right tit and
proceeded to lick all the cum off it and then did the same with the other
one.

She saw that my dick had gotten soft and said, “we can’t have that”and sucked
all the cum off my dick and then washed my balls with her tongue.

We decided to go back top the bed room where it was more comfortable. We
both got undressed and fell onto the bed. I went down on her again and was
lapping at her cunt.

She had a very large clit and I was pulling on it with my tongue and lips,
it appeared to drive her wild. She locked her legs around my head and I had
trouble breathing.

While I was doing this, I was also slipping my middle finger up her butt.
She was bouncing all over the bed, even more so when I started slipping her
my finger. I then put another finger in her cunt. This drove her even
crazier.

She said she loved it, having two dicks in her at once. She kept slamming
herself on my fingers and then asked me to put two fingers up her ass.

I did this and off she went again. She said that she needed something bigger
up her ass and asked me if I went in for that. Little did she know that this
was my favorite way.

She got down on all fours and said there was a tube of flavored jelly in the
drawer under the bed. I smeared some of this on my dick and her butt and was
just about ready to slip it to her.

She stopped me and said that she wanted to get something else. I didn’t know
what she was going to do so I said sure. She got up and went into the
bathroom and came back with a 6 inch dildo. She said she was ready and I
started to put my dick in her ass.

I noticed that she had swallowed the dildo and while I was giving it to her
up the ass, she was sucking on the dildo.

Her ass was so tight, aren’t they all, unless they had a million in their
ass? I don’t have a big dick, it’s only about 6 inches when angry and was
able to slip the whole length in after a time. My balls were slapping on her
cheeks.

I was pounding away at her and she sucking on the dick like it was real.
The thought of fucking someone while they blow another guy has always been a
fantasy of mine and I soon lost it up her ass.

I came again, not much as I had only cum about 15 minutes earlier and as
she felt me cumming, she made the muscles in her ass tighten and locked me in.

I collapsed on top of her but she wanted more. She pulled my dick out of her
ass and started sucking me again. I only had one other woman do this before.
She soon had me hard enough to fuck her and she sat on my dick.

She was fucking me from above and at the same time she was kissing her
nipples until she collapsed on top of me.

She said later that she always wanted to try it with two dicks for real and
was I interested? Not one to look a good thing in the mouth, I said sure.

Who was he? I only met him this morning. We talked briefly at our
chance meeting while browsing the shelves at a local bookstore. He was strong
and muscular. Tall, about 6 feet, with sandy brown hair. I suppose I was
attracted to him, for when he asked me to his place for a glass of wine, I
readily accepted.

As I sat there before the fireplace in his den, my thoughts drifted to
this afternoon, of the private moments I enjoyed as I prepared for this
evening. I recalled having completed my shower and feeling warm all over as I
passed the soft towel over my naked body. Standing naked before my mirror, I
admired the shapely form of my body. My rounded well proportioned breasts were
firm with large cherry-red nipples. Looking down, I could just see the
glistening folds of my vaginal lips, through the dusty blonde hairs of my pubic
mound. I remember trying to decide what to wear. I selected a sexy, loose
fitting button down blouse and matching shorts, which I laid out in preparation
for this evening. I chose a dainty bra and panty set. Both were made of red
silk with a touch of black lace. Dressing, the bra fit snugly, firming my
round breasts, the panties were briefs, ending just above the line of my pubic
mound. As the cool silk of the undergarments touched my warm skin, I felt a
tingling sensation which sent a shiver through out my body. I sat at the edge
of my bed, wearing only the bra and panties. I remember the internal stirring
I felt in anticipation of what this evening would bring. The desire within my
groin began to spread upward towards my abdomen, and slowly consumed my mind
and body. Looking at the clock, I knew I had time to lie back and give in to
my yearnings.

I remember, lying on my bed, the coolness of the silk bra stimulating
my breasts. I remember thinking of the pleasures I have come to enjoy in
private moments of solitude. I remember slowly sliding my fingers under my bra
and caressing my breast, slowly kneading the nipple, gently rubbing it between
my fingers. I remember closing my eyes and letting my mind ease into the
pleasure my caresses were creating. I remember becoming aroused, as my other
hand slipped under my bra, and I caressed both my breasts. I thought of the
pleasures I experienced as I massaged my hardened nipples between my fingers.

A crackle of a burning log returned me to the present. The thoughts
of this afternoon, along with the effects of the wine began to have an effect
on me. I could feel myself becoming aroused. As I looked into the fire, I
felt the familiar yearning deep in my groin. My breasts began to ache, as my
nipples engorged and hardened. I tightly crossed my thighs and began a gentle
rhythmic tensing of my pelvis. I could feel the moistness forming within the
lips of my vagina. I looked up at him, he seemed preoccupied with the fire,
unaware of the sexual desires slowly building within me.

Again my thoughts left the present and passed back to this afternoon.
I remembered, as I lay on the bed, reaching down over my pelvis, running my
fingers over my panties. I remembered the moistness of the thin piece of silken
underwear, as I let my fingers slip under the panties. I thought of my moist
vaginal lips, how the wetness felt. I remembered how I slowly began to gently
tease my soaking vagina, the intense feelings as I ran my fingers between the
soft labial folds, carefully sliding along side my swollen clitoris. I remember
gently stroking my clitoris, slowly forming circles around it. I could almost
feel the quivers my throbbing clitoris passed upward into my abdomen during
that afternoon’s pleasures when I brought myself to a very fulfilling orgasm.

I took another sip of wine, and my mind returned to the present. He
looked back at me as he stood before the fire, stoking the logs. A soft smile
appeared upon his lips before he turned back to the fire. I watched him as he
knelt before the fireplace and played with the burning ambers. The glow of the
fire, and the rush of the wine was slowly making my head spin. I could feel the
heat spreading through out my body. In an effort to cool off, I unconsciously
opened the top buttons of my blouse. I felt the coolness of my silk bra upon my
breasts. Through clouded eyes I looked for him. He rose, and walked from the
room, stating the need to get another bottle of wine. I heard his footsteps,
descending the stairs to the wine cellar. There I sat, the warmth of the fire,
the coolness of my silk undergarments upon my skin, alone.

I closed my eyes, and laid my head back upon the soft cushions of the
couch behind me. My head was spinning, both from the wine and the thoughts of
the pleasures I gave myself earlier. I could still feel the tingling glow from
the orgasm I had this afternoon. Opening my eyes, I starred at the burning
logs. The warmth of the fire spread up over my chest and radiated up to my
neck. The heat was stirring a desire within me. In a daze, I opened the
remaining buttons of my blouse. The coolness, as the open blouse bared my
chest, stirred me to greater desire. My hand moved again to my chest. I undid
the front clasp of the bra, and let the cups fall away from my breasts. My
fingers reached for my nipple. I began to massage the swollen tip with my thumb
and index finger, and gave in to the pleasure of the moment. My thoughts were
no longer of the pleasures of this afternoon, but rather of the intensity that
was now building deep within my groin. I could feel my nipple hardening as I
continued to massage the tip.

Slowly, my other hand moved towards my breasts. Its fingers reached
for the nipple, and I began to gently massage the hardened nipple between my
thumb and index finger. Both nipples were now engorged and throbbed with
pleasure as my fingers massaged the tips. I moaned softly as the waves of
pleasure my fingers created upon my breasts spread to my pelvis. I was in a
world of my own, concentrating only on the throbbing within my groin & abdomen
as I continued the intense stimulation of my nipples. I crossed my legs and by
tensing my thigh muscles applied a gentle pressure upon my groin. I began to
rock my pelvis, increasing the intensity of the pressure upon my vaginal lips
…End of the part1. To be continued..

I heard something on the beach below me and looked over the
railing of the deck. A beautiful lady in her early 30’s was dancing
by herself to the sounds coming from above. She was quite a good
dancer and obviously enjoying her solitary dancing, unaware that
anyone was watching. She moved and swayed to the sounds of “When A
Man Loves a Woman” by Percy Sledge, lost in her memories.

As the final strains of the classic faded, I said, “You dance
divinely, my dear.” She spun her head around, looking for the
speaker; startled. Then as she spun around, she looked up at me and
lost her balance, falling to the ground with a sharp cry of pain as
she twisted her ankle on the unsteady sand.

I ran down the steps to her side. “I am so sorry, I didn’t
mean to startle you,” I told her. “Are you alright?”

“NO, I twisted my damn ankle again,” she replied with a
grimace. “It’s not really your fault. I twisted it a few days ago
and should have known better than to dance on it so soon.”

“Can you walk on it?”

“I don’t think so… I need to put some ice on it.”

“Let me help you up to my apartment; I’ve got an ice pack you
can put on it. It’s the least I can do.”

She stood on her one good leg and put her arm around my
shoulder and tried to hop up the stairs. She was obviously hurting,
so I reached down and picked her up and carried her up the stairs.
She felt good in my arms and I enjoyed the feel of her breast against
my chest. I carried her inside and put her down on the couch; placed
her injured ankle on a pillow and went to get the ice pack.

When I came back, she put her good foot on the floor to give me
room to sit down and tend to her ankle. I gently placed the ice pack
on her foot and let my eyes rum up her bare legs to her cutoff blue
jean-covered crotch. Her legs were spread, and I could see a few
silky hairs peeking from the vee of her sex. I tried not to stare,
but I couldn’t help my self. My eyes traveled on up and I could see
she was not wearing a bra under her tight T-shirt. She was either
horny or cold, because her nipples were as hard as rocks, tenting the
fabric of her shirt. I looked on up into the most beautiful
eyes I had seen in a long, long time. She was smiling slightly.

“Did you enjoy the view?”

“Ah, uh, well, uh… would you like something to drink?” I
stammered, embarrassed at being caught being so obvious.

“Sure,” she replied with a mischievous grin. “Some white wine
would be nice if you have it.”

I stood to go to the kitchen and turned quickly to hide my
growing erection. In the kitchen I reached down and readjusted my
cock. “It ain’t gonna do you any good to get up, boy,” I told it
tersely. “This lady’s hurting and you ain’t got a chance to get any
tonight, so just calm down.” But, as always, he didn’t listen to me.
He had a mind of his own and it was one-track… but at least it
wasn’t so obvious after the adjustment.

I came back into the living room with our drinks and as I
walked toward her she was staring at my crotch. She turned on her
side a bit and patted the couch beside her for me to sit. “You
didn’t answer my question,” she said after she had taken a sip. She
looked at me prettily over the rim of her wineglass. “Did you enjoy
the view? I sure did.”

“I can’t help looking when I am that close to someone as
beautiful as you are,” I replied.

She reached up and pulled my head down to hers. “You’re very
sweet,” she said and kissed me. “Thanks for taking care of me.”

“It’s my pleasure.”

“Not yet it isn’t,” she said and kissed me again, running her
tongue deep into my mouth, moaning softly. We kissed passionately
for a few minutes, then I broke the kiss.

“If you don’t watch out, this is going to get out of hand and I
don’t want to hurt your foot.”

“Let me worry about the damn foot,” she replied. “I’ll let you
know if it hurts, you can be sure of that!” And with that, she
reached down, grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it over her
head. She shook her brown curly hair as the shirt came off and
dropped the shirt on the floor. She grabbed my head and drew it to
her breasts. I wallowed my face in those glorious mounds of flesh,
licking and kissing them all over. I ran my tongue around and around
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Late one night, as she finishes her studying for the exam, she feels a great
desire to log on the computer. She drives in to the cluster. Waiting there is
a message from a man. A stranger to her,but it says to call him later. She is
the adventurous sort so she chats on the computer for a while, then decides to
call him on-line. They speak only briefly for he is doing some work. He says
for her to call him when she returns home. It was very late but she agrees.

She’s a bit nervous about calling this man. She has a strange sensation going
through her body but it is quite an arousing one. Her roommate has long since
gone to bed, so she virtually has the place to herself. She hears the phone
ring in her ear. It sounds as if in a hollow chamber calling out her name. He
finally answers. They chat for a bit, just general BS. It is a cold rainy night
and she is feeling a bit uncomfortable. He asks if he can come over, but she
can’t say anything. The words stick in her throat. She knows what is on his
mind. His voice is tantilizing. The storm is weakening her resistence. Without
an answer, he says he’ll be over in 15 minutes. As she is waiting she begins
to think of why she let him come over. She doesn’t know. She has felt this
mysterious sensation before. Why her…? She is pondering all sorts of
thoughts. Slowly she rises. SHe knows what he is expecting. She removes her
sweatshorts and panties, leaving only her nightshirt. Her skin is tingling.
Her body quivering. She wonders what would occur if her roommate would wake
up. The tension is invigorating. Suddenly there is a knock on the door, she
slowly opens the door. He makes his way in from the rain. He takes her in
his arms in a deep passionate kiss. He realizes her lack of clothing quickly
by exploring the realms of her body. He gently massages her swollen pussy lips
She moans at his touch. He slowly pushes 3 fingers deep inside her. Her head
falls back at the emmense pleasure. With his thumb gently flicking her clit,
he pumps into her. Her body is rocking to his motions.

He begins to pull his fingers out of her, but she doesn’t want it to end.
More she whispers, more. He slowly takes her and moves her around to where
she can sit down on the couch. There he is before her. She kisses the tip of
her enraged cock. She nuzzles his balls until he is nearly whimpering. She
takes a little of the shaft into her mouth and gently sucks while circling
the head with her tongue. She slowly pulls back. He pushes her back onto the
couch. He grabs her lags beneath the kness and pulls her to him. Her ass is
hanging off the couch, but he pushes into her. She can feel every inch of his
swollen cock inside her. She is in emmense pleasure and more is on the way.
He strokes her from experience. He seemd to know when to increase or decrease
the intensity of the strokes. Her mind can think of nothing but the pleasure
inside her. She can feel him burst inside of her, shooting hot jism into her
very depths. As she lay there thinking of all the touches, he got up, dressed,
and left….

–

So a month after our vacation at the Five Roses ranch, we
drove in separate cars to Catmandou, a live-entertainment club. I
was wearing four-inch heels and a red satiny oriental dress,
baring my back to just below the waist and slit to the thigh. I
found a table in a dimly lit corner. The place was decorated with
nostalgia gimmicks no one would want in their home but somehow
looked just right in the lounge. I gazed around the crowd and
listened to the three-piece band’s soft music.

Minutes later, Bill walked in, sat at the bar and ordered a
wine cooler. He acknowledged me with a smile, then turned away.
He glanced back now and then as several men eyed me, clearly with
sexual intentions.

When I wear heels, some men under 6 feet avoid making passes
at me because of my 5′8″ height. This was the problem this night
until a tall attractive man, his hair black as my own, noticed
Bill glancing toward me from the bar. Attired in a dark blue
blazer, white polo shirt, and white tropical slacks, he turned as
I smiled quietly at Bill, not the stranger; but the man lifted
his drink, sauntered over to my table, and grinned, “With
anyone?”

I responded, “I am now, I suppose,” smiling as I appraised
his blue eyes and lean physique. I aged him at 28. He was wearing
a white gold wedding ring like mine, but I pretended not to
notice, and so did he.

He squinted at me through the dimness and, with a look of
surprise, remarked, “I haven’t seen anyone with gray eyes in
years!”

I smiled, “An inherited trait.” I hear that a lot; there
aren’t many of us. When gray-eyed people see each other, they
silently smile in acknowledgement, just as I’ve been told a young
person with prematurely gray hair returns a smile to another.

He gave me his name, Phil, but his occupation gave me a
start; he was a new attorney with the law firm that set up Bill’s
corporation and was now advising Bill’s office manager, Steve,
who runs the business side of Bill’s engineering practice. We
engaged in small talk, complimenting the other until he finally
asked me to dance.

On the dance floor, he held me closely. Men from around the
room looked disappointed that they hadn’t asked me first. The
touch of his cheek brushing mine, as Bill watched, excited me. By
the middle of the second song, he was gently pressing his groin
against mine. I was fighting to control my gasps as I felt his
firmness growing beneath his slacks. My face burned at his openly
sexual gesture, but soon in excitation, I was brushing my mound
against his hardness. I could feel my nipples tingling against
the satin of my dress. He whispered, “Do you have plans tonight?”

“Don’t you have to go home?” I queried, my voice trembling
as I remembered his wedding ring.

“My wife’s a pharmaceutical sales rep,” he said softly.
“She’s in Chicago until Tuesday at her company’s headquarters
gathering.” He’d remembered my own ring and had no reason to lie.

I allowed him to press me closer. His skin radiated a heat
like my own. The female singer’s long, slow melody of adulterous
longing seemed dedicated to our entertwined bodies. When it
ended, I realized Bill and I hadn’t planned this very well. I
lied, “My husband’s at a convention. I have no plans, Phil.” We
bantered about a bit as I tried to think of what to do until
finally he came right out with it, “Can we spend the night at
your place?” His swollen cock was now massaging my clitoris.

I was breathing heavily, my eyes wild. My throat throbbed
fearfully, choked with increasing desire, as I breathed, “I’d
like to visit the ladies’ room.”

He nodded, saying, “I’ll meet you back here in a couple of
minutes.”

When he walked through the crowd to the cashier’s desk in
another room, I strode quickly to Bill, explaining the situation.
As usual, Bill was wonderful; he grinned, “Great. I’ll drive over
to the office and sleep on the couch. If I come home about five
a.m., will that be enough time?” I agreed, and Bill returned to
his drink as I waited at the door for Phil.

We drove in separate cars. The late evening streets were
still wet from a brief Florida thundershower. The Mercedes’
diesel engine throbbed like my chest. Although I’d slept with
other men, this would be my first true “date.” The multi-colored
lights of neon signs, street lamps, and a line of cars streaming
west to the suburbs cast long brilliant reflections on the wet
highway. I glanced back now and then at Phil’s red Fiero
following closely.

Stopping at a traffic light a block from the lounge, I
stared at a Cadillac’s bumper sticker ahead of me and smiled. The
bumper sticker read, “Lead Me Not Into Lust, For I Shall Find It
Myself.”

We emerged from separate cars into our garage. He murmured,
“My god, I just noticed the name on the mailbox! I know your
husband, by name anyway!”

I laughed. “I told you my name at the lounge. You didn’t ask
for my husband’s. Don’t be so up-tight, Phil!” Actually, I was
more tense than Phil, not from his association with the law firm
but from the desire that had grown with each mile I drove home.
Inside, Phil removed his coat, poured a drink from our bar and
searched out a diet soda from the refrigerator for me. He walked
upstairs to meet me in the bedroom.

I’d turned on the stereo and flicked on a table lamp,
bathing the room in a dim red glow that seemed to accentuate my
inner heat. I turned, my hands on my hips and legs spread wide on
the carpet as I faced him. He stared, his manhood bulging beneath
his slacks, and breathed, “God, you’re incredible!”

My breasts heaved as he set the drinks on the nightstand and
took me in his arms. He unzipped my dress, puddling it onto the
floor, then unbuttoned his shirt. I trembled, barely able to
stand as he grinded his hardness against my clitoris. I fell to
my knees and pulled away his slacks, his nine-inch instrument
bobbing against my lips as his fingers stroked my neck. I moaned
at his sensuous touch. I was mesmerized by the dark, purple-
veined cock that I was now stroking, my hand squeezing it back
and forth from its black mass of pubic hair to the broad, bulging
head. I oval-ed my lips over the rubbery head, sucking it slowly
as he groaned, “Oh god, Ellen, you’re terrific, oh god, oh
god…” My tongue slid along his length as his hips writhed,
pushing it beyond the back of my throat. The smoothness glided
through me until I was delerious with passion. I became one with
his cock and the throaty music drifting from the stereo. I flamed
with desire, my eyes wildly rolling up at him as I whimpered with
each stroke into the fullness of my quivering lips.

He leaned to cup my breasts, then kneeled behind me as his
strong hands kneaded the softness of my breasts.

I fell against his hands until my arms braced against the
floor. I shuddered as his warm cock brushed my flaming vagina
from the rear. I muttered, my voice quaking, “I’m on fire, Phil.
I’m yours!” My hips gyrated, tremoring as his lengthy hardness
entered my lubricated channel. My vaginal walls stretched with
each thrilling inch to accommodate him. And then he had sheathed
the tool to its hilt as my mouth opened widely, my eyes rolling
with the adulterous passion that gripped my searing soul. His
long shaft radiated, steaming in the hot coals of my cunt.

Wailing as he fucked me wildly, I swirled my hips to his
rhythm. I turned my head to watch as his hips bumped against my
buttocks, further inflaming my passion. Each entry throbbed
against my clitoris until, deep within, I could feel the
thunderous waters of an orgasmic flood rushing up to burst
through me. I began to cry, tears streaking down my cheeks. His
blue eyes glinted. He was biting his lip in excitation when I
felt his cock swelling. He was about to come with me. He groaned
passionately. Our eyes locked. As his cock expanded within me I
spread my legs further as if I could somehow allow my vagina to
hold even more. I was biting the softness of my lower lip as I
cried, “It’s super, Phil! Super! I LOVE it!” I reached behind to
touch his chest as his cock fucked into my hot, wet depths, which
were now a vortex of mega-lust that gripped the broad cock-head
sliding through my love tunnel.

He increased his tempo. The building orgasm was still
distant but now rushing up like a mad prehistoric beast screaming
for air from primeval depths of a misty cavern. The earth opened
before me. I was falling through a bottomless chasm of adulterous
pleasure with his every thrust, my mind enveloping an unknown
universe inhabited by only me and Phil. I shuddered. The beast
within was insane with pleasure. My whoring had now spanned eons,
all sense of time lost as I cried out frightfully. I was praying
for the oncoming super-orgasm but fearing I could no longer bear
the passionate explosion.

And then, OH GOD! It rolled over us like a landslide! My
mind and body exploded with staggering force! Gigantic stars
crashed as I screamed in ecstasy, feeling his warm sperm
splattering through my channel. The planet was quaking beneath me
as I sobbed in release from the bondage of this adulterous love.
Crying, I collapsed, tremoring beneath the white heat of his
body.

Later, in the afterglow, we drank wine, watching erotic
movies on our large-screen VCR from our bed until, finally, he
mounted me again, missionary position, fucking me slowly. I
screamed with a second, then third, then fourth orgasm, until he
came, shuddering atop me. Dazed, I muttered, “I love you,” and
meaning it at that moment of gratitude. When he replied, “That’s
nice,” because Phil couldn’t lie, I laughed and hit him softly
with my fist.

He left at three a.m. I dialed Bill’s office. When Bill was
in bed beside me a half hour later, I described Phil’s fucking me
just as I’m telling you here, until Bill’s manhood had risen and
was eagerly entering my vagina. At times like these, I almost
feel a control over him. I moaned, muttering my feelings of
passionately fucking Phil as Bill thrust into me. I could feel
his tool expand to awesome proportions, until finally, reliving
my adultery, I came again; Bill groaned, his sperm splattering
warmly into my vagina. We lay side by side facing each other as I
answered his questions about my feelings when fucking other men.
I admitted, “You lead me into these situations, but once I’m
united with another, I can think only of him and me. Sometimes I
forget I’m married.” When his eyebrows arched, I smiled, “But I
still love you.”

Exhausted, I fell asleep. When I awoke with the sunrise,
Bill was still looking down at me, grinning in approval.

A month later, my former career as a photographer’s model
would develop into into another kind of picture…

Strangely, this not only scared and embarrassed me, but it excited me a
little too. I didn’t know what to think. All these strange feelings inside
me. Paul increased the pressure as my skirt rose higher, his hands now on my
silk panties tracing the outline of the garter tabs. His fingers really did
feel nice as he touched me. It was so wrong but it felt so good! One of his
hands slid up between us and he began to tease my breasts through the thin
material of my dress. Against my better judgement, my nipple responded to his
touch, growing hard under his gentle manipulations. The voices kept drifting
in and out as we danced….”I knew she was hot”….”She never let me do
that”….”She really is a slut”.

After about 30 minutes of small-talk, she suddenly asked
me if I would rub some suntan lotion on her back. Trying to
hide my excitement, I agreed. She turned on her stomach,
and unstrapped her top. I began rubbing the lotion up
around her neck, and slowly worked my way down, . Her skin
was soft and sexy, and her tan was very dark. I found my
hands wandering off of her back, around towards her breasts,
but she gently guided them back to where they started,
whispering “LATER”..I continued down her sensuous back, until
I reached her ass. I leaned closer, staring at it in
awe. It was a piece of art. I longed to guide my cock in
between her buns, but I managed to resist. I jumped past
her gorgeous ass, down to her long, sexy legs. I took my
time there. Finally, I reached her feet. She wore purple
nail polish on her toes, and I was so horny that even this
began to turn me on. When I was completely done, she asked
me if I would go back to her beach house for some lunch.
I agreed, but lunch was not what I was hoping for!

When we got there, she asked if I would like to take a
shower first..I thought that she meant with her, but we ended
up taking separate showers…She made hamburgers for
lunch, and as we were eating, she began to run her toes up and
down my leg under the table. Then she lifted her foot as high
as my crotch, and started to gently rub my shaft with her toe
The two of us quickly swallowed what was left of lunch, and
she led me to her bedroom.. We both quickly stripped, and
she sank to her knees and began sucking my swelled rod.

She deep throated me, and I came. She swallowed with a
smile and lay down on the bed, motioning for me to eat
her pussy. I assure you that it was a very sweet and
juicy desert. Then we got into the 69 position, and enjoyed
one another at the same time. Finally, she pulled me
on top of her, and guided my rod into her hot, steaming
cunt. The rest of the day was spent making mattress magic.

moved into the house next door to us. They are both in their late 20s

and we in our early 30s. My husband Jim goes fishing with Paul and

Jill and I will go shopping or go to a movie. We usually spend at

least some time with them every weekend just hanging out. Paul is a

very attractive Italian who could have any woman he wanted. Jill and

I have similar features. We are both petite blondes and we dress

similar. We are both pretty attractive, but Jill has larger breasts

than me – about twice my size. My husband is an all American good

looking guy, but he is starting to put on a little around the waist.

I used to consider myself pretty conservative sexually. And I surely

would have never thought that Jill was much different from me. In all

the times we’ve been together, we’ve had some risquО conversations,

but nothing that would make me believe that she is such a sexual

person. It was not until one night when we were at her house that I

discovered just how sexual she really is.

This one particular weekend, we were over at their house drinking more

heavily than usual and enjoying their new Jacuzzi. The rum drinks

Jill was serving along with the hot water was making me feel a little

lightheaded, but I did not mind. I was also feeling really relaxed.

I’ve always been attracted to Paul’s handsome looks and tan body, but

I also found myself strangely attracted to Jill. I kept catching

myself starting at her breasts which were barely contained by her

skimpy suit top. The water was warm, but the night air chilly and her

nipples visibly protruded. I broke into the conversation with a

proclamation that I did not think it fair that guys get to swim

topless and women have to cover their breasts, just because men have a

silly fascination for them. Of course, Paul and Jim did not have

any objections if we wanted to take our tops off. Jill immediately

flung her top off and onto the deck. My eyes focused on her breasts

and I was shocked at how attracted I was to them. I felt an urge to

go over and touch them, but I obviously was not going to act on it.

Jill did not seem to mind having my husband stare at her tits and she

was pretty relaxed. Jim told me it was my turn, and seeing as how

Jill had no problem, I slid down until my top was underwater and took

it off. I then threw it on the deck. I teased the guys by coming

partially out of the water just to the point where my nipples were

obscured by the bubbly surface of the water. The guys were egging me

on to rise up out of the water and I did but nervously covered my

breasts with my hands. Then I did something that even shocked me – I

started to play with my breasts. I would never have done this in

front of anyone else, but the alcohol was taking over and letting me

be more of a tease than I normally am. Paul reached over and cupped

his wife’s one breast and played with her nipple a bit, but then he

stopped when I stopped touching myself.

I think the guys did not want to embarrass us too much more for fear

that we would put our tops back on, so the conversation was changed to

more mundane topics. It was time for more drinks, so the guys

volunteered to go into the kitchen to make more and bring out snacks.

My body got a tingly feeling watching Paul dry himself off and I

started to imagine him and Jill having sex, all the while talking to

Jill and trying not to be obvious about the staring. But my eyes just

kept going from Jill’s breasts to Paul’s entire body.

Once the guys were gone, I moved to the center of the Jacuzzi. Jill

and I talked about how good it feel to be going topless and how the

guys did not carry on about it. Jill then reached under the water and

came up with her bottom in her hand. She hid it under her top that

was on the deck and said the guys will never know. I decided to join

her in going completely nude and stood up to try and get my bottom

off. I was pretty drunk and could barely stand up. When I had them

down around my knees, I started to fall back. I fell back onto Jill

and she caught me in her arms. She was as drunk as I and we both were

giggling like little school children. As I lay back in her arms, I

reached down and started tugging at my suit bottom to get it off.

Jill then began using her fingers to play with my nipples, which

really got my attention. I got my bottom off and lost it in the

Jacuzzi, but I was not going to search for it. Having Jill touch my

breasts felt great and I gave her some feedback by relaxing more into

her body. She really began feeling my breasts up and we were both

getting really turned on. She scooted back on the seat and I pushed

my back up against her breasts as I edged myself up on the seat too.

She began kissing my neck and ears as both hands continued to caress

my tits. My nipples were hard as stones and she’d occasionally scoop

some warm water up onto them. My moans grew louder and louder and I

began to moved my entire body in a slow circular motion feeling her

breasts against my back.

I kind of lost track of time from being drunk and what was going on,

but I could still barely see the guys through the kitchen window

making drinks. Then, Jill did what I was anticipating, what I was

yearning for her to do. She slowly moved one hand down my stomach.

Her movement was so slow and intentional as to cause me to inch my

body upward. Her hand stopped just as she touched my hair. Then she

played with my vaginal hair and touched just about everywhere around

the sides of my full lips. I spread my legs wide apart. I could not

stand it any longer, I wanted her to touch me so badly. Using my

hands, I spread my vagina apart and waited for her fingers. Just as I

thought I could not take it any more and was going to have to touch

myself, she began exploring me with both hands. The feeling was

fantastic, and the fact that this was my first time with a woman was

not even in my head. It did not matter at all. At that point in

time, I only wanted her to continue touching me until I came. And it

did not take long.

Jill pushed me gently up and guided me so that I was kneeling on one

of the seats and resting my elbows on the edge of the Jacuzzi. I had

my ass sticking up out of the water right in front of her. She slowly

inserted several fingers into me and used her other hand to rub my

clit. She started slowly thrusting her fingers in and out and then

quickened the pace as my groans turned to loud screams. I could bend

my neck down and peer down my stomach and see her hands working their

magic. It felt amazing. She let one finger slide up and explore my

ass hole which brought me over the edge. I started to cum and scream

just as the guys were arriving back.

Amazingly, I did not feel at all embarrassed. My husband and I have

had many fantasies about being with other couples or us being with

another woman, and he always assured me that if I ever wanted to

explore with another woman that he would have no problems with it.

This is possibly the reason I did not care about what Jim or Paul were

thinking. I just lay there with my head on the deck thinking this was

one of the most erotic moments I’ve ever had, and by some comparisons,

it was pretty tame.

My husband was a little upset actually, but not by what had just

happened, but because we did not wait for them. I regained my

strength and Jill and I stood up and kissed each other for a second.

Jill mentioned that it was her turn and joked that the guys could

watch this time. We all agreed to go inside. Jill and I got out of

the Jacuzzi and started to dry off. I noticed my husband had his eyes

fixed on Jill as she dried herself off. And she was giving him an me

an erotic show. Both Jim and Paul could not hide how excited they

were through the skimpy swim trunks.

We found ourselves, drinks in hand, sitting on the living room floor.

Jill and I had towels around our bottoms and the guys still had their

swimming trunks on. They still were rock hard and I knew that sooner

or later I was going to get to see Paul completely naked and that

excited me. But then my attention was turned back to Jill as she took

off her towel and moved next to me. She began playing with my breasts

again and kissing me. From this point on, I can’t remember any words

being spoken the rest of the night. Even as drunk as I was, I felt

very observant of my surroundings and everything that was going on. I

started kissing Jill and returning the favor by touching her breasts.

They felt great in my hands and I rolled her firm nipples between my

fingers. We were open mouth kissing for a while and then I slowly

leaned over and began sucking on her hard nipples. It was as good for

me as it was for her and I could now understand what my husband liked

so much about it. Having Jills nipple in my mouth had a highly erotic

effect on me and I started craving all of her. I reached down and

felt between her legs. Her soft furry mound was sticky wet and she

opened her legs to allow me a better feel. I slid a couple fingers up

and down between her lips and the juices were flowing like a faucet.

I thought she might be coming, but she was not.

Jill had been leaning her back against a sofa, but she got up and sat

down on the sofa, leaving me on the floor. She pulled her feet up on

the seat with her legs spread wide and this gave me an incredible view

of her cunt. I got up on my knees and positioned my head between her

legs. I slowly began licking her legs and all around her cunt. I

kept this up for a minute or two until she could barely stand it any

longer. Using my hands I opened her up wide and gently and slowly

licked from her ass hole up over her lips. All I could think was how

amazing it was and that the taste was incredible. I was now thrusting

my tongue in and out and sucking on her clit. I was thinking of what

my husband does to me and was trying to do the same.

I slid my index finger inside Jill, then two. She was so wet I could

have probably gotten more inside her easily. Her juices and my saliva

were continuously dripping down to the crack in her ass. I let a

finger run down and slide into her ass hole and got a very good

reaction. I deliberately did not concentrate on her clit because I

wanted this to last a while. My licking and touching were very slow

and gentle. I began realizing just how wet I was getting. I still

had my towel wrapped around me but I could feel my juices leaking out

and going down my leg.

I looked up to take a breath and saw that Jim was naked and touching

himself while watching us. I immediately turned my head to the

direction where I remember Paul and he was kneeling on the floor naked

and stroking his hard cock. His dick was nearly identical in size to

my husbands, and it was gleaming from being all wet. Our eyes met and

I gave him a smile, licked my lips and then continued licking his

wife.

I could tell Paul was now moving toward me and felt his presence

behind me. A quick glance at Jill told me she was watching him come

to me. His hand reached under my towel and he started rubbing the

inside of my leg. I knew he could feel my wetness and he rubbed

little circles on my leg while going up and down. He pushed my legs

farther apart and continued moving his fingers up my leg, but

reversing direction just before getting to my cunt. It was driving me

wild, and I was thrusting my body down when his hand got near. He

used both hands, slowly working his way up higher and higher each

time. Finally, he reached my cunt and gently started rubbing his

fingers in between the lips. I could feel that my cunt was very wet

and enlarged and his fingers were exploring every inch. He finally

took the towel off from around my waist and I felt him moving closer.

I was anticipating his hard cock would penetrate me at any moment, but

he surprised me. Instead, with fingers still exploring my cunt, he

began licking my ass hole. Instinctively I began licking Jills. Paul

would lick from my ass down to my clit and back, stopping momentarily

to push his tongue inside me.

Then I noticed Jim climb up on the sofa next to Jill and he was still

rubbing his cock. I’ve watched my husband masturbate many times

before, but it was more thrilling seeing him do it in front of another

woman. Jill immediately reached over and took over for him. I

stopped licking her and just used my fingers so that I could watch her

touch my husband. She motioned like she wanted to take him in her

mouth, but she could not do it in their current positions. So Jim got

up on his knees and moved right next to her side. She first squeezed

and pulled to get all his liquid to come out and then she licked it

off with the tip of her tongue. Then she thrust it into her mouth and

started giving him the wildest head I’ve ever seen. She used her hand

to pump his dick in and out of her mouth. I started to thrust my two

fingers in and out of Jill in time with Jims dick in and out of her

mouth.

Then Paul stopped touching me and I felt his hands on my back and

could feel him moving his body next to mine. His hard dick rubbed

against my leg and left a wet mark and I started to get anxious for

him to be inside of me. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to

have his dick spewing hot cum inside of me. He rubbed his cock up and

down my ass and then rubbed it in circular motions at the entrance of

my cunt. I reached under with my hand and guided his dick inside me.

Paul slide it in so slowly that I never thought the initial thrust

would stop. He then pulled out as slowly as he’d gone in. He

continued this amazingly slow pace for a while and I would tighten my

muscles each time he was fully inside.

I was still watching my husband and I could tell he was getting close

to the edge. A second later he was cuming in Jill’s mouth. She let

his cum run out of her mouth without stopping the thrusting in and

out. Jim collapsed on the sofa next to her. She was seductively

wiping the cum off her face and I began to concentrate on her again.

I started to suck on her clit and within a minute, she was over the

edge and I could feel her cum. Her muscles contracted around my

fingers and her juices poured out. She also collapsed on the sofa and

leg her legs dropped down.

Now I could really begin to enjoy having Paul inside me. He was still

going at this unbelievably slow pace, but I started moving back and

forth a bit faster. He got the hint and stopped moving totally and

let me control the rhythm. He reached one hand down and began

touching my clit and slid another finger in my ass which started my

ascent to the top. He actually came first, and when I felt his dick

pulsating and heard his moans, I started to cum too. It was the most

intense and long lasting orgasm I’ve ever had. (Since then, I’ve

repeated these intense orgasms with my husband and we attribute it to

very long foreplay).

Paul got up and freshened up our drinks. Jim came over and gave me a

very deep kiss and he looked down at my cunt. A large amount of

Paul’s cum was seeping out and Jim started rubbing it around. I could

not believe how turned on I still was, especially after such an

incredible orgasm. Jill was laid full out on the sofa and was

touching herself with a piece of ice from her drink. Paul put down

his drink and went over to his wife. He climbed on top of her in the

69 position and they started at it like newlyweds. Jim and I just

stared at the erotic show going on as he continued rubbing my cunt.

After a moment of watching Jill and Paul, I could not it any longer.

I leaned down and started to give Jim a blowjob. He moved me on my

back and climbed on top of me in the 69 position also. Obviously he

did not mind the taste of Paul’s cum because he was eating me out like

never before. On the sofa, I could hear Jill and Paul were getting

closer and closer to coming again. Jim must have taken a lesson from

Paul because while he was licking me, he slid a finger back and forth

over my ass. I did the same for him and got an immediate reaction.

Then, it sounded like Paul was coming. I looked over and could see he

was not in Jill’s mouth anymore but she was stroking him just as I was

stroking Jim. I watched as he came all over her face and she tried to

direct it to her mouth. Then she kept on sucking him.

I put Jim back in my mouth and was using my hand at the same time. I

wanted him to cum like Paul had. I’ve never let Jim cum in my mouth

and he always warns me before coming. His moans let me know that he

was about to cum, so I took him out of my mouth and continued using my

hand. He came all over me and my hands were full of his cum. Some

got in my mouth and I was surprised at how good it tasted.

Paul and Jill came over on the floor next to us. Paul started playing

with my breasts and Jill helped Jim lick me. Seeing Jim and Jill with

their heads between my legs licking me and each others tongue was very

erotic. I could feel and see both of their tongues flickering in and

out of my cunt and ass. A little cum from Jim dripped into my mouth

and I started sucking his limp cock again. He was not getting hard,

but was enjoying the fact that he was in my mouth. I still had cum on

my hands and I rubbed in around Jims ass. Then I relaxed a bit and

could feel myself starting to cum. Their licking had stopped and they

were kissing each other but using their hands and fingers to rub my

clit. Once I came, Jill went back to lightly licking me and the

juices that were leaking. After that, we all fell asleep there on the

floor.

I was the first to wake up. Even though I was pretty drunk the night

before, I did not have a hangover. Looking at all of us naked there

on the floor and remembering what we’d done last night caused me to be

somewhat embarrassed. But that faded quickly as I admired Paul and

Jill’s bodies. Looking at Jim, I could tell he was obviously having a

dream because he was fully hard. Next, Jill woke up, got a couple of

robes for us and then we went in the kitchen to make coffee. The guys

had a lot more to drink than we did and we figured they would be

asleep a bit longer. Jill and I talked about what had happened and

how incredible it was. Talking about it started my heart racing and I

began to wonder how in the world I could want more.

As I went to pour a second cup, Jill came up behind me. She commented

on how great my breasts felt and then reached her hands around me and

started massaging them. Wow, this was like last night in the Jacuzzi

except we were not drunk now and that made it feel more exciting. I

turned around and we kissed and caressed each others breasts. I let

my hands slide down her back and explore her nice tight ass. I used

my hands to spread her cheeks apart and rub them up and down. Then

she moved her hand to my already wet cunt and slid a finger inside of

me. I began touching her clit as our tongues continued to play with

each other. Jill helped lift me up on the table and I thought she was

going to use her tongue, but she didn’t. She reached into the pocket

of her robe and pulled out a small thin vibrator. Unlike ones I’d

seen in porn movies, this one was not too big, but was smaller than

Jim. She turned it on and I laid back and let her slide it inside me.

She slid it slowly in and out reminiscent of the way Paul had fucked

me last night. She then would move it in little circles and pull it

out and rub it up and down my slit and ass. It was an amazing

feeling. The vibration when she touched it to my clit was like

nothing I’d felt before. After a few moments, she slid it back inside

of me and used her tongue to rub my clit until I came. I just laid

there on the kitchen table for a few minutes, with the vibrator still

inside of me. I reached down and took it out with every intention of

using it on Jill, but she had gone.

I got off the table and she was leaning in the doorway watching the

guys sleeping on the floor. I walked over and she pointed out the

obvious fact that Jim was having a sexual dream. “Why don’t we go and

make his dream real?” she said. I was literally now too exhausted to

have any more sex and just wanted more coffee, and I told her so. But

she acted as if she did not hear me or did not care. She dropped her

robe and walked over to Jim. She sat on top of him and slide his dick

inside of her. She started fucking him hard and he immediately woke

up. I was curious as to what his reaction would be, and it was as if

we were still going strong from last night. He did not act surprised

at all. I had a seat on the sofa and watched as my friend fucked my

husband. Instead of being jealous or shocked, I was enjoying it.

Then Paul woke up and came to realize what was happening. I watched

as his dick started to grow and get hard within seconds of watching

his wife and Jim screwing. He looked at me but did not come over.

Perhaps he could tell I wanted to enjoy the show. Paul moved in

closer to get a good look at his wife’s ass going up and down on Jim’s

shaft. Jill obliged him by laying herself down over Jim. Even I got

a great view of Jill’s gorgeous ass and the penetration. Her body is

so beautiful and the rythym she and Jim had going was better than any

sex scenes in movies. Paul positioned himself behind Jill and in

between Jim’s legs. Paul rubbed his dick all over Jill’s ass and she

slowed her thrusting down to a slow pace to accommodate him. She then

stopped to let Paul slide into her ass. He went in a little so that

just the tip was inside of her. Then he began moving with her

continued thrusting so that he did not fall out.

Paul came fist and when he pulled out, his cum ran down Jill’s ass and

dripped onto my husbands dick. He started using his hands to rub it

back into her ass and then all around her cunt. She kept fucking him

pretty hard and I could tell by his moans that he was just a few

minutes away from cuming. Then Jill did another one of her things

that totally caught me off guard and made me think that maybe this was

not their first time. She got off Jim and turned around and 69ed him.

He was fucking her mouth and licking every inch of the area between

her legs. He licked up Paul’s cum and later told me it was not bad,

as I had discovered. When you get four people all having sex with

each other, cum and juices get everywhere and I think adds to the

eroticism. Jill came first, but it did not slow her down. She’d

occasionally take Jims dick out of her mouth and slowly lick the

outside all the way down to the underside of his balls. Then she’d

lick the head as if it were an ice cream cone. Then, as she was

slowly licking the very tip of his dick while using her hand to stroke

his shaft up and down, Jim came. She thrust his dick back in her

mouth and let him finish cuming. She licked him clean and got off.

She strutted over to me on the sofa and told the boys there was coffee

in the kitchen.