“You’d love to fuck that big cock of his, wouldn’t you?” I said as I fucked her harder.
“Oh, yes,” she groaned. “The next time we go out, I’ll suck you both off in the parking lot at the bar, and then the two of you could even fuck me on the hood of the car like this if we were careful.” I fucked her faster and harder until we both came, wishing Bob was still with us and waiting his turn.
On the way home all Cathie talked about was how exciting it had been for her to suck Bob’s big cock right in the open in front of his house. “Let’s go out dancing again next weekend,” she said as she again toyed with her cunt. “I’ll give you and Bob a real good time.”
And the very next weekend, she did. With Cathie dressed very enticingly, the three of us went to a nightclub in a neighboring town. On the way there, she jerked us off, and Bob pulled up her dress and played with her cunt and tits.
When we arrived, I parked near the entrance, and we smoked a couple of joints before going in. The band was good, and soon we were all having a good time, in spite of the crowded dance floor.
After a couple of hours of dancing and drinking. Cathie said, “Okay, boys, it’s time to go out to the car so I can suck you off.” All three of us were more than ready. She had been stroking our clothed cocks on the dance floor and rubbing her big tits all over us. The blouse that she had on was so low cut that it barely covered her erect nipples.
Cathie quickly got in the car while Bob and I stayed outside, side by side on the passenger side. She rolled down the window. Bob already had his swollen cock out. I hastened to match his move, and he and I squeezed up to the window. Together, we smoked a joint as we felt Cathie’s mouth and hands attack our cocks. We didn’t discuss it, but I could tell that Bob was somewhat anxious, as was I, about the fact that, once again, anyone coming out of the bar or pulling into the parking lot could see exactly what the three of us were up to. Still, we were too excited to care as my ravenous wife licked our cocks.
I was ready to come and Bob was giving every sign of doing the same, when the doors of the bar flew open and out came three guys that Cathie had been dancing with inside. They headed toward their car, parked in the next row, but they figured out what was going on before they reached it. I expected Cathie to stop, but instead, the closer they got, the harder she sucked and more tightly she held on to our throbbing rods.
As these guys walked up to the front of the car, I looked down and saw that Cathie had opened her blouse, exposing her big tits and hard nipples! The audience obviously made her even more wild, and she increased her attentions on our cocks. The three strangers didn’t say a word—they were transfixed watching Cathie through the windshield as she continued sucking merrily away.
In a wave of unselfconscious pleasure, I came all over her tits as her hand continued to stroke me. Bob was close behind, his big shaft once again filling my wife’s mouth with jets of come. As she savored both of our juices, she watched the strangers out of the corner of her eye. She licked Bob’s cock clean and then spread her legs wide, pulling up her short skirt to show us her bare, wet cunt and started fingering herself.
Bob’s limp cock, now forgotten, slipped out of her mouth, and he quickly tucked it back into his pants. Cathie was immersed in giving herself pleasure, and she gave us quite a show, fingering her cunt and sucking on her own big tits until she had a moaning orgasm.
My wife continued to surprise me when she said to the three strangers, “If you boys would like to do more than look, I’ll suck your cocks.” Not needing to be asked twice, they crowded around the open car window and unzipped their pants. Cathie sucked off each of them for a few minutes, and all three reached in the window to feel her fabulous tits.
Then some heavy sucking quickly polished off two of them. I got the feeling that she saved the third guy for last because his cock was almost as big as Bob’s. The four of us watched her tongue swirling around his big cockhead, and I felt my own getting hard again. She sucked fast and furiously, almost choking on him, until he let out a deep groan. He pulled out of her mouth and squirted as she continued to jerk him off. She was still licking his cock when Bob and I saw more men coming out of the bar! We jumped in the car and sped away.
“Find a motel real quick, baby,” Cathie said. “Sucking all that cock has made me superhorny and my cunt’s just dripping.” As soon as we got a room, the three of us were naked in a big bed in record time. Cathie and I were giving each other head. Bob got behind her, and she stopped sucking my cock long enough to say, “Oh, Bob, give me that big cock. I’ve wanted it up my cunt ever since I first saw it last week.”
I couldn’t wait to see Bob inside of her, so I reached up and grabbed his rod and rubbed the head all around her wet cunt lips, inches in front of my face. “Give it to me, give it to me,” she kept moaning as he gradually pushed the head in. I watched his huge cock slowly sink into her precious pussy up to his big hairy balls.
As he pumped her, she came a couple of times, but this didn’t stop her from moaning for more. Watching his enormous member ramming in and out of my wife’s cunt from only inches away was too much for me, and I came in her mouth. She swallowed it all, but just kept sucking me as if she were starving, and I thought she was going to bite my cock off as Bob fucked her harder!
He reached up under her to grab her tits, and used them to pull her farther down on his huge cock with each stroke. She was having one long, continuous orgasm, impaled on his massive shaft. Then I saw the base of Bob’s cock swell even larger and his balls start to jerk. I reached up and took his balls in my hands, feeling his load pump into her. Afterward, we all just collapsed in a sweaty, tangled heap and fell asleep. After a good night’s rest, we started it all again—but this time I fucked my pretty wife’s cunt while she sucked Bob off. We didn’t leave that motel room until late afternoon and we’re already planning next weekend’s entertainment.
RESCUE AT SEA
As a flight medic on a helicopter ambulance crew in the U.S. Army, I am often faced with long periods of boredom between missions. This time it was a two-week stint at a training area eighty miles south of an army base in California. From this location the army supports the military and civilian populations with sometimes dangerous aerial rescues and helicopter ambulance services twenty-four hours a day.
The first twelve days passed with no missions, no flying and no sex. As the training area is forty miles from the nearest town and we are on two-minute call at all times, the best we could do for relaxation was to pump some iron and deepen our already deep tans.
The thirteenth day started off as usual. Wake up at 0600 hours, do a preflight check and warm up the helicopter by 0700, then eat breakfast, shower and out in the sun by 0830. Just as we had the barbecue pit set up for a nice rack of ribs for lunch, the phone rang with our first mission. A pleasure boat was taking on water six miles offshore.
By the time I got my flight suit on, the pilots had the aircraft running. En route, I had time to put on my harness and help the crew chief, Monty, prepare the rescue hoist to pluck the passengers from the sinking boat. Flying at over one hundred forty miles per hour, we arrived on the scene just in the nick of time. The boat in distress was a racing sloop, and its stern was almost completely underwater. Two women were standing on the bow, waving at us. Monty placed the Jungle Penetrator, the device that would lower me to the sloop, on the hoist. Then, while the pilots deftly kept the aircraft hovering at sixty feet of altitude, Monty skillfully reeled me down to the heaving deck of the sinking vessel.
What greeted me on deck when the Jungle Penetrator touched down got me thinking of a penetrator of a different kind—the eight-inch one I wield between my legs.
The two hapless sailors turned out to be what I can only describe as quintessential California girls. Their names, we later found out, were Cindy and Crystal, and each did justice to her
T-shirt and bikini bottoms. Both were in their early twenties, with blond hair, ample breasts, tight asses and long legs.
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I regained my professional composure long enough to strap Cindy into the Jungle Penetrator. I signaled Monty to bring us up. Cindy clung tightly to me during the short ride up to the chopper—and I couldn’t believe my good luck. Monty was wide-eyed and openmouthed as he helped us into the hovering helicopter. As soon as we’d unstrapped Cindy, I went back down to pick up Crystal. By the time I had her strapped in, only ten feet of the bow was above water. It was standing almost straight up, which reminded me of something else that was sticking up, something made of flesh and blood. As Monty winched the cable in, Crystal and I had a great view of the boat as it slid entirely under the water.
Monty and I strapped the girls into seats, one on either side of the aircraft. I signaled the pilots to go to the nearest hospital, a standard procedure, and then I got my first good look at Cindy, who was seated on my side of the cabin. Due to the intense wash of the rotor during her ascent on the cable hoist, she had a case of the chills. Not only was she shivering, but her nipples were visibly erect under her T-shirt.
To keep her warm, I wrapped her in a woolen blanket. She motioned for me to lean close to her. Placing her mouth at my ear, she yelled above the roar of the engine and whirling rotor blades. “I’d be warmer with you in here with me!” To make sure I got the message, she spread her arms wide and gestured for me to join her in her cocoon of warmth. Even through my harness, survival vest and flight suit, the electricity of her embrace sent a direct order to my own soldier: Stand up and get ready for action.
As soon as the blanket was around us, Cindy reached down to massage my already erect cock. That was all the encouragement I needed to reach under her shirt and start vigorously rubbing her large tits. As I rolled her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, she reached up with her free hand and lifted the visor of my helmet. Now that my face was uncovered, she pulled the blanket up over my head and planted a soulful kiss on me, the rousing effects of which reached my toes. Since we were pretty well hidden by a privacy curtain from the others’ view, Cindy stopped massaging long enough to unstrap my harness and unzip my flight suit to release my soldier from his prison—and she really knew how to make sure he fully enjoyed his newfound freedom. Bending her head down, she started to flick her tongue across his head with the delicacy of a butterfly’s wings. This pleasurable torture put my hips in full motion, which Cindy put to good use as she engulfed my entire prick in her talented mouth. As I pumped in and out, she fondled my balls.
After thirteen days without sex, this was just too much to withstand. I gushed what seemed like gallons of come into her mouth, which she swallowed greedily. As the spasms in my prick slowed, I opened my eyes to see that the curtain had slipped and the copilot was watching me and applauding. Looking past the copilot, I saw that Crystal was riding Monty’s pole. The sight of that, and of him sucking on her breasts, got my soldier ready for a renewed campaign.
Cindy and I lay on the floor of the aircraft. She spread the blanket and I kissed my way down to her pussy, stopping along the way to get a delicious mouthful of each breast. Upon reaching my goal, I pushed aside her bikini to get my first taste of her honey-pot. I licked her clitoris while my fingers worked their magic in her love canal. I could feel the strength of her thighs as she nearly crushed my flight helmet during her first orgasm. Now that she was sufficiently prepped, I was ready for my final maneuver.
Placing my hands on her shoulders, I kissed my way back to her face, stopping again at her large tits, this time to roll her nipples between my teeth and tongue. But neither of us could hold out any longer, and I plunged my cock deep into her with one swift stroke. The velvety smoothness of her snatch was matched only by the moistness. It felt fantastic!
Being in the military, I have had pleasures with exceptionally talented women from the world over, and I can truthfully say that Cindy’s was the tightest cunt that has ever clenched my dick. Definitely no beginner, Cindy used her love muscles to alternately grip and release my meat. After five or six minutes, her pussy started to quiver in the throes of another orgasm, which sent me over the edge, too. With her legs wrapped around my waist, she held me firmly in place as I shot my second load deep inside ber.
When the pilots saw that Cindy and I were done fucking, they gave us time to get cleaned up. Then we landed at the hospital and dropped the girls off. They promised to come by our Quonset hut that night to personally thank us again for saving their lives—and when they did, they rewarded us royally.
COLORADO CAVALIER
When I first moved to Colorado, I had for the first time in my life a considerable amount of money and no particular reason to rush into a job. So I decided to stay at a resort in the mountains near Denver to relax and generally enjoy life.
My name is Bill, and after recently becoming single again, I moved out west intending to begin life anew at thirty-one. During the week I had made a living as an engineer and on weekends as a photographer, photography being one of my true loves in life. I’ve always felt very fortunate that I have good genes and am lean and muscular.
This particular resort had a riding stable, and the owner after realizing that I was a decent customer by paying by the month, instead of the usual overnight fee, would let me ride free in exchange for guiding an occasional party up into the mountains on horseback. The arrangement was fine by me since I was getting the opportunity to photograph a lot of the countryside, not to mention the enjoyment of escorting many young ladies with deliciously firm asses and bouncing breasts along the trails. That is how I met Jennifer.
About a month before I met Jennifer for the first time, a beautiful pair of Oriental girls, Kisha and Tai, showed up and asked if I could take them riding away from the rest of the crowd. After we had gone a considerable distance, Tai asked to stop awhile so that she could ask a favor of me. Explaining that she and Kisha had been lovers for many years, and having noticed my camera, she told me they had always wanted pictures of themselves fondling and caressing each other. She wanted to know if I would be willing to be the photographer while they made love on horseback. I really couldn’t believe what I was hearing, but since the mountain air does funny things to some people, and since they were both lush and lovely, even if they weren’t into men, I gave them my blessing to do as they wished.
Turning around after I had unsaddled Dusty, a large dappled Arabian, I was greeted by the sight of these two truly good-looking girls, totally naked, breast to breast, their hands busy at play in each other’s silky pussy. As I helped them up onto Dusty’s back facing each other, the musky aroma of their wet pussies drifted through the air as, licking and probing, the girls reveled in their lovemaking.
Taking pictures as they kissed and their bodies rubbed against each other, I listened to their love sounds as tongues and fingers searched, squeezed and toyed with hardened nipples, open pussies and hungry mouths. As Tai pressed her fingertips against Kisha’s swollen clit, tantalizing the little pleasure button that she loved to stroke and tease, Kisha shuddered and cried out for Tai to fuck her pussy hard and deep.
Breathing heavily, Tai asked me to hand her purse up to her, from which she removed an enormous double-ended dildo that Kisha began to beg to have buried inside her. Lubricating its length with her own love juices, Tai pressed the head of it against her lover’s burning slit while Kisha reached down between her legs, spreading the entrance to her dripping pussy. Sliding the dildo teasingly up and down Kisha’s gushing cunt lips, Tai suddenly plunged a full eight inches of the rubber cock into the steamy depths of Kisha’s pussy. I watched it open even more and then cling to the shaft as it impaled her.
By this time Kisha was in total bliss. Tai now thrust the other end into her own overflowing pussy and they fingered each other’s clit and took turns pumping the shaft that connected them in and out of each other’s wet cunt. With pussies filled, hands furiously massaging clits and mouths sucking erect nipples, the girls came so many times that rivers of their juices trickled down to the ground until, finally satisfied, they h
eld each other still.
The girls ended up with two rolls of excellent photos that day, and I ended up with a more-than-obvious erection. But besides being good-looking, they ended up being good-hearted and good-natured—they sandwiched me in between the heat of their bodies. With Kisha squeezing my swollen balls, Tai slid her hands up and down the length of my wildly pulsing cock and I erupted in pleasure. Load after load of hot, slippery come exploded from my cock. Their hands and my shaft were now soaked and sticky with come, but they realized that once would not be enough to satisfy my throbbing member. I now felt Kisha’s hand close around my throbbing dick, pumping it until once again I shot thick strands of come onto her waiting fingers. With a mischievous giggle, Kisha stared at the glistening substance covering her hands and then began to fingerpaint on Tais’ tits, using my come as imaginary colors.
But this story is about Jennifer. One lazy spring afternoon, Jennifer, a very attractive twenty-seven-year-old who came up just about every weekend, but who usually rode with several of her friends, appeared alone and asked if I would ride with her to an old mining town in the area. Now when I say old, I mean abandoned long ago, but many of the buildings were still standing and mine shafts and tunnels were everywhere. Actually, the town itself was in surprisingly good shape mostly because there were no longer any roads into it and therefore most people did not know it existed.
Without hesitation I said I would be more than happy to ride with her and began saddling up a pair of horses that would do justice to her body and features. Jennifer was a tall brunette, with almond-shaped eyes, a deeply tanned complexion, soft wet lips, beautifully full, rounded breasts with prominent nipples, a cute little ass and legs that seemed endless.
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