He continued to dance for a while, turning around, enticing me with his sexy ass. He started to dance forward, bringing his crotch closer and closer. I finally reached out, cupped his beautiful ass with my hands and ran my tongue from the top of his underwear to his belly button. His bulge got noticeably larger. I asked him if he got that hard every time he stripped and he admitted he had never gotten a hard-on before while on the job. By now my robe was hanging open freely, and he took my hand, inviting me to dance with him. As I stood up and began dancing, he removed his briefs, exposing the skimpiest and sexiest
G-string I have ever seen on a man. Seeing this, I removed my robe and began to dance closely next to him. His G-string barely covered what appeared to be a large and very attractive dick, which I could not wait to get my hands on.
There I was, dancing in the nude next to this gorgeous stranger dressed in only a G-string. The music ended and I stepped forward, put my arms around his neck and gave him a kiss. I could feel his hard-on pressing against my stomach, and a small drop of pussy juice began to run down my inner thigh. He stated that usually when he finishes stripping, the audience has on more clothes than he does, but that he enjoyed the change, I replied that I wasn’t modest and that I was actually quite turned on. I asked if he would like something to drink as I turned and walked into the kitchen.
I poured him a glass of water, and as I was walking back into the living room, he was starting to put on his briefs. I said, “Wait, doesn’t the birthday girl get to tip her stripper?”
He said, “Of course,” and dropped his briefs on the floor. I went over to my robe, removed a ten-dollar bill from the pocket and walked over to him. I reached out with my left hand and pulled his G-string forward far enough so that I could get a good view. With my right hand, I slid the ten-dollar bill down and wrapped it around his balls. Then I slid my hand up to his dick and pulled it out of his G-string. I began to slowly stroke his large cock as I leaned forward to give him a long, passionate kiss. Our tongues eagerly began exploring each other’s mouths. I continued to stroke his lovely cock as he put his arms around my naked body. I took my left hand and guided his hands down to my ass. He finally touched my soaking pussy. As he deftly played with it, I began stroking his cock faster and faster. We stopped kissing, and I whispered in his ear. “Please let me suck your cock. I want you to come in my mouth and then fuck my hot pussy.”
He walked over to the couch and asked. “Do you always get this wet?”
I breathlessly replied, “I’ve never been this wet before in my life.” I got down on my knees and slid his G-string all the way down. I asked him to sit on the couch, and I began to hungrily suck his cock like my life depended on it. With my right hand I began to feverishly rub my clit, but not for long because within minutes he began to unleash gobs of come down my throat. I was only able to swallow a little: the rest was smeared on my left hand and his cock. I took the come on my left hand and rubbed it all over my right tit and asked him to lick it off. He did promptly, going as far as savoring and swallowing his own juice.
We then lay on the couch together, kissing and exploring for the longest time. He kissed my neck while his hands massaged my breasts. I started to play with his limp dick and swollen balls. He moved his kisses lower until he was sucking my nipples. By now he had two fingers moving in and out of my pussy in a steady, continuous rhythm. His tongue ran down my stomach until his head was positioned between my legs. I was begging him to eat me out. He teased me by licking my inner thighs and running his tongue up the crack of my pussy. Next he began sucking my inner lips. I moaned in sheer ecstasy. It wasn’t long before he was uncontrollably sucking my clit and darting his tongue in and out of my moist opening. It normally takes my husband ten to twenty minutes to make me come when he goes down on me, but this time I didn’t last longer than five. I clenched his hair and tightly held his head between my legs as I ground my clit against his tongue. I came so much that I soaked the couch underneath my pussy. His mouth and chin were covered with my juice as he came up to kiss me on the lips. I was breathing heavy and had small red patches on my chest. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and tasted myself, rubbing my jutting clit all the while.
As we were kissing, I reached down and guided his cock into my hot pussy. He moved in and out slowly, increasing his rhythm. I was meeting each of his thrusts with my rising hips. He continued his hard, driving jabs for what seemed an eternity until he finally exploded with a shuddering orgasm. I felt his come running out of my pussy and trailing down the crack of my ass. Finally, he collapsed on top of me and we lightly kissed. We lay there quietly until his limp dick gradually slipped out of my hole.
After a little while I said it would be a good idea if he left, since I was expecting my husband home soon. I lay back and relaxed as he got dressed. I walked him to the door. We French-kissed deeply and then said good-bye. As he left, he gave me his card and asked me to call him if I ever needed his services again. With a smile, I told him I sure would.
After the stripper left, I went back into the living room and found my husband waiting for me on the couch, completely naked. I approached him and stood in front of him. He sat up and began to massage my pussy, which still had some come inside it. He sucked on my right nipple as I held his head firmly at my breast. My husband sat back on the couch, and I positioned my pussy over his mouth. He gently parted my pussy lips with his fingers, and his tongue began to caress the inside of my pussy. He was supporting my ass with the palms of his hands as I moved back and forth on his tongue. Finally, he began sucking on my clit and fingering my hole. It took me longer than usual, but eventually I shuddered with my second orgasm of the evening. He continued swabbing my clit with his tongue.
I then sat back and slid my husband’s hard dick into my moist pussy. He was extremely excited, yet able to last for what seemed a lifetime as I moved up and down on his stiff dick. My husband seemed to fuck me with more vigor that night than ever before. He continued to fuck me until finally he shot the largest load of come ever into my wet pussy. We both collapsed in exhaustion. Then, sheened in sweat, we fell asleep. It was the finest birthday present ever, and I have been devising ways to make my husband’s next birthday as exciting as mine was.
TRIVIAL PURSUIT
My wife stands five feet three and weighs about one hundred and twenty pounds. Her measurements are 34-28-35, and she knows how to move every succulent inch when we make love. She has big, brown eyes and a tantalizing smile that never fails to draw men’s attention.
I am six feet tall, weigh about two hundred and thirty-five pounds, have dark brown curly hair and the same color eyes. My vital statistics, for those who may be interested, are: chest, 50; shoulders, 54; waist, 38. I have an average-size cock. My wife and I keep in shape by being active in various sports, such as volleyball, tennis and, for my wife, a Nautilus health center.
The incident I want to describe occurred last year when Lisa, then twenty-six, and I, then twenty-eight, were trying to conceive our first child. After figuring out when conception would be most likely for her, Lisa devised some kinky escapades to get things rolling. Well, after a few months of trying, she still wasn’t pregnant. I told her that the next month would be mine to plan. She was to leave everything in my hands. Lisa somewhat reluctantly agreed (I am known for my kinky imagination). I assured her I’d try not to get too out of hand. As the weekend approached, I came up with a suitable plan for some good fun and games.
I wanted to make this as unforgettable as I could. On Saturday I told Lisa to be ready by eight that evening. I asked her to keep an open mind, which I knew wouldn’t be difficult because Lisa’s pretty open-minded as it is. That’s what helps to keep our marriage going. As eight drew near, she said she was going to take a shower and get ready. As soon as she was in the shower, I jumped into our van and sped to the nearby market. I purchased a can of whipped cream and then went to the local video store to rent some X-rated movies. I picked up three we had never seen before. I hurried
back to our apartment with plenty of time to spare. I placed one of the tapes into the VCR and fast-forwarded to the first sex scene. I shut the machine off and hid the other two tapes and the whipped cream so Lisa wouldn’t see them. Next I took out our favorite toy, a seven-inch vibrator, and hid it in the living room. I placed a couple of blankets on the floor in front of the television.
Lisa finished her shower and went into the bedroom to change. She was strutting around with the most devilish smile I’d ever seen. She was curious, but also a little leery of my imagination. When she said she was ready, I told her we were going to play one of her favorite board games, Trivial Pursuit. Only this time the rules were going to be slightly different. If you missed an answer, you had to remove a piece of clothing, and when you no longer had any clothing left, you had to do whatever the other person said for five minutes. She was a little hesitant about the last stipulation, but decided to go along with it, anyway. I thought for sure that I was going to literally lose my shirt since Lisa is so good at this game, but, instead, it was Lisa who couldn’t think of the answers. First, off came the socks. Then the sweats to reveal my favorite black-and-red-trimmed teddy underneath. I got hard seeing how her nipples pressed against the fabric of the teddy. When she lost the next round, she slowly stood up, reached between her legs, and unsnapped the snaps. She wiggled out of her teddy, bending toward me and smiling, and revealed another bikini. She looked so sexy I almost shot a load right there in my pants. When she stood straight up, her breasts wiggled so succulently that my mouth watered. I almost felt like saying the hell with the rest of the game and screwing her right then and there.
I lost the next five rounds straight and was down to my bikini underwear. Lisa lost the next round and removed her bikini to expose another bikini. This was the skimpiest thing I had ever laid eyes on. By then, I was lusting for her like a schoolboy in heat.
I lost the next two rounds and stood before Lisa with one mother of a big hard-on. It wasn’t difficult to notice that she was also excited. Her nipples were jutting and her areolae were all puckered up, waiting to be sucked. Lisa was delighted when she noticed I had trimmed my pubic hair and had shaved my balls. She smiled and said, “Ummm,” slowly running her tongue over her lips.
Lisa lost her next turn. She stood up and moved seductively over to my side of the table, turned her back to me, and bent over invitingly as she pulled down her panties. She wiggled her cute little ass and looked over her shoulder to watch as I ogled her. She straightened up and turned around to display her pussy, which had been shaved to form a cute triangle. The next round Lisa lost again, and for the next five minutes I had her French-kissing me with her beautiful, full lips. With her tongue, she slowly moved down my chest, stomach and, finally, my cock. She ran her tongue up and down the underside of my shaft, then she stuffed the entire length into her mouth. One thing about my lover, she loves to give head, and, believe me, nothing beats a woman who enjoys what she is doing.
I lost the next round, and my beautiful little wife instructed me to lick and suck her breasts. She loves when I do this. She moaned and shivered with pleasure as I feasted on her soft globes.
After I finished with her tits, we played another round. She won again. She lay back on the couch with her ass propped on the edge of the ottoman and her legs open slightly, just enough for me to see her tight little nook.
She had me suck and kiss her whole body, but I had strict orders not to touch her pussy. This drove me crazy. It drove her crazy, too. I could smell that special aroma that comes from a woman when she’s aroused. It drove me wild. I won the next round and had her sit on the floor with her back against the couch. I told her to watch the video on the television as I caressed her breasts and nibbled her ear. She was moaning as we watched the couple humping and slurping on the screen.
The next round was mine again. We repeated the previous scene, only this time she was to caress her own breasts and finger her own stiff little clit. To my enjoyment, the next scene on the video was a threesome, with two men fucking and sucking the same woman. I especially enjoyed this scene since I’ve often fantasized about having a threesome with me, my wife and another man. By the end of the five minutes, Lisa’s juices were all over her hands and inner thighs.
The next few rounds involved the can of whipped cream. We covered each other with it and then took turns greedily lapping it off. I had avoided Lisa’s clitoris. I knew if I concentrated on that delicious, protruding button too much, she would go off like a firecracker. But now it was time for my real surprise. When Lisa lost the next round, I had her lie on the blankets and I started the VCR. I then brought out the vibrator, and she looked at me sultrily with her brown eyes. I turned on the seven-inch vibrator, which we had nicknamed Pierre. It hummed softly. I ran it all over her body. First, I had her lie on her stomach, facing the television so she could watch the action while enjoying the massage. I moved Pierre along her neck and shoulders, then I slowly moved our friend down to the small of her back. Slowly, I moved the vibrator down over her succulent buttocks, down her legs to her feet. After spending some time on her feet and calves, I ever so slowly brought Pierre up her thighs to her firm cheeks. Tenderly, I began to knead and massage them. Then, to her surprise, I ran Pierre along the crack of her ass. When I spread her legs, I could hear the moist smacking of her gorgeous, inner lips parting. Kissing her neck, shoulder and back, I moved Pierre down the crack of her ass and along her pussy lips. With each passing stroke, Lisa would let out short gasps and moans. I had her turn over. We repositioned ourselves in a 69 so that my blood-engorged cock was hoisted directly over her moist, inviting lips, and I had a close-up view of her nicely trimmed, soaking pussy.
I went back up to her chest and ran the vibrator over her edible little nipples and then back down to her pubic mound. This time as I moved near my wife’s delicious pussy, she took hold of my cock and began to lick and suck my shaft and balls. When Pierre reached Lisa’s thighs, she parted them ever so slightly, releasing once again that intoxicating aroma of her womanhood. Her pussy was wetter than I had ever seen. She was drenched with her own juices. I took Pierre and began to slowly massage around her pubic area. Then I moved down to her swollen outer lips, still avoiding her clitoris. Lisa gasped and squeezed my cock with her mouth as I slid Pierre back and forth from her pussy lips to her creamy thighs. This drove her crazy. During all of this, I began to talk to her about having another man here to help please her. Even though she gets upset at me when I bring this up any other time, while I was gently rubbing her pussy with the vibrator, she became really turned on.
By now her moaning had drowned out the action coming from the television. While Lisa was sucking and fondling my cock and balls, I began to slowly apply more and more pressure until the vibrating head of Pierre disappeared inside her slick confines. Slowly, tenderly, inch by inch, I moved Pierre in and out of her. With each stroke, she moaned and gasped for air, yet she never released my cock from the warm, soft confines of her mouth. Soon I began to feel the familiar tingling in my balls. As I continued moving Pierre in and out of her, I began to finally lick and nibble on her gorgeous clit. It was sticking out so much that it looked like a small penis. She frantically gobbled my cock while my intense tonguing brought her to the verge of climaxing. Then I slowly moved the soaking vibrator out of Lisa and turned to face her. She was flushed and her eyes radiated with pure lust.
I pulled her on top of me into one of our favorite positions, and I slid right into her soft, velvety interior.
We began to French-kiss and caress each other as we moved toward our impending climaxes. Her pussy juice was dripping down my balls. She sat straight up and started rocking back and forth while caressing her own breasts. My cock felt like it was going to explode. I began to rub her body with my hands. The look of pure pleasure on Lisa’s face was one that I’ll never forget. She lowered herself so I could suck on her luscious tits. I moved my hands down and began to squeeze the firm globes of her tantalizing ass. She
was so drenched with juice that the entire crack was as slippery as her love-canal.
She slipped up and down on my cock and rubbed her tits against my chest. She went over the edge and climaxed with the strongest orgasm that she had ever experienced. I was right behind her. I slid my throbbing shaft all the way into her inner recesses as I climaxed and pumped my juice deep inside her. She and I lay side by side, facing each other, hugging and kissing, saying how much we loved one another.
It was nine months later that Lisa gave birth to our first beautiful baby girl.
THE BEST MEDICINE
Toward the end of World War II, I came home from Europe with several wounds and decorations. After a lengthy stay in the hospital I was granted a recuperation leave. I decided to spend a few weeks with two old-maid aunts who lived some fifty miles away on the edge of a very small town. It was very healthy with the fresh air and all.
In the same town there lived two girls with their family, one twenty and the other eighteen. The younger was very pretty and away at school. The older, Pam, was not that pretty, being a bit on the masculine side. She spent a lot of time at my aunts’. They had a horse she liked to ride.
One day I was in the barn getting ready to jack off. I was sitting on a bench, leaning against a stall, my hard dick in my hand. Pam walked in just then. She stopped halfway, stared at my dick and slowly walked over to me. I asked her to have a seat. She said she had never seen a hard-on before.
Embarrassed, I slipped my cock back into my pants. I started up a conversation to relieve the tension in the air. She talked about her complete lack of social life, how she never had any dates. She was depressed all the time, and didn’t know what to do about it.
I told her that what she needed was an education in human relations. She agreed. I suggested she come to the house the next day. I knew my aunts would be out of town. Right away she seemed very interested and agreed to come over.
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