When I had recovered somewhat and opened my eyes, I again became aware of Chris and Alex watching avidly. Feeling self-conscious now, I hastily covered myself up. “God, that was fabulous!” Alex said, and I could see the lust in his eyes as he turned to Chris. “I guess it’s our turn now, huh, baby?” he said.
This was the crucial moment. Would Chris go along with this new adventure? And if so, what would happen? I saw a moment of panic in his eyes, but I knew that he had also been turned on by watching me with Ray. I could only wait and see.
Fortunately, Alex was less precipitous and more romantic than Ray had been. He lifted his hand to Chris’s face and gently slid his fingers along his cheek as he turned his face toward him. “God, you are so pretty,” he murmured. His fingers strayed to the nape of Chris’s neck, and they looked into each other’s eyes as he moved closer. Chris didn’t move, but closed his eyes as he allowed Alex to kiss him. The kiss was warm and chaste at first, but then it became more urgent. I saw Chris open his mouth as Alex’s tongue explored it, and their arms snaked around each other’s body.
Then Alex was pulling Chris’s silk top out of his skirt, and sliding his hands under the smooth fabric to feel what he took to be his boobs through the gel-filled bra. When he reached around to unhook the bra, Chris slipped away from him and slid down to kneel on the floor in front of him. Alex took off his shirt as Chris undid his pants and pulled them down. He peeled off his tight jockey shorts and set his cock loose. A pearly drop of precome oozed from the tip.
Chris glanced over at me briefly. I couldn’t read what was in his eyes. Then he bent his head and licked along the underside of Alex’s dick, while his fingers played with his testicles. As far as I knew he had never sucked a dick before, but he seemed to be aping what I do to him when I pleasure him that way. He teased the tip of that rigid cock with his tongue, and then sucked it into his mouth. Alex gave a loud groan. He was still at first, and then his hips started to rock as Chris took more and more of him down his throat.
“Jesus!” Alex said after a while. “You’re really great at that, honey, but I really want to fuck you now.”
I saw the momentary panic in Chris’s eyes again. “It’s, it’s the wrong time of the month for me,” he said hastily. “I’m a real mess down there.”
“I don’t care,” Alex said, and before Chris could stop him he was lifting him to his feet and backing him toward a leather armchair. The arm of the chair caught him at knee level and he tumbled back into the seat. His skirt was around his waist, and Alex’s fingers went to the waistband of his panties.
“Wait!” Chris said, but it was too late. His panties were around his knees, and Alex was staring at his wilting hard-on.
“What’s this?” Alex said, stupefied. “What the fuck is this?”
It was time for me to intervene. I had known that things might come to this point, and I was gambling on what I had sensed about Alex, backed up by a few remarks I had overheard him make at work. And the fact that he now seemed more astonished than angered by his discovery seemed to confirm my intuition.
“Just a minute,” I said. I found the little purse I had brought with me and pulled out a tube of lubricant. Moving to the chair, I squeezed a generous glob of the stuff onto my fingers and slathered it onto Alex’s dick, then spread some more around my husband’s asshole. “You still want it, don’t you?” I said boldly to Alex.
He stared at me, then nodded.
“Chris?” I said.
“Yes,” Chris said breathlessly. “Oh, God, yes.”
I stepped back as Alex moved between Chris’s legs. Those legs wrapped themselves around his hips as he slid his cock up and down the furrow between Chris’s ass cheeks. Then he positioned it directly at the little puckered hole and pushed. The head slid in slowly, and Chris gasped sharply, then moaned with pleasure. Alex pushed again and went in another inch. Then another, and another.
Then, to my surprise, Ray got up off the sofa and moved over to the chair, where Alex was now beginning to pump in and out of my husband’s ass, and brought his big cock, still covered with my juices, to Chris’s lips. Chris opened his mouth and took it right in. Alex was now moving faster, plunging his dick into Chris’s ass as far as it would go. Suddenly he stiffened and gave a great roar as he shot his load up inside him. When he was done he sighed with satisfaction and slid out.
I thought we were finished, but I was wrong. Pulling his cock from Chris’s mouth, Ray now took his hand and pulled him out of the chair, then turned him around and bent him over the arm. Seeing that he meant to fuck my husband with that huge cock of his, I would have protested had not Chris spread his legs eagerly, pushing his ass out with anticipation. Instead I handed Ray the lubricant and watched him smear it on himself before mounting Chris and positioning himself for the assault.
“Oh, man,” he said as he gradually but steadily worked his huge cock into Chris’s hole. “You’re tighter than some virgins I’ve fucked! Shit!”
Chris was panting and groaning with pleasure. I saw him reach down to stroke his own cock as Ray began to fuck him. I got down under him and took that dick in my mouth. I could feel the thrust of Ray’s strokes, and I began to suck him in a matching rhythm. Within minutes Chris gave a great yell and shot gob after gob of jism down my throat. I swallowed it and got back up just in time to see Ray pull out of him and spurt long ropes of sticky come onto Chris’s twitching ass.
“You go, girl!” I said to my husband, and we all laughed.
—G.B., Tulsa, Oklahoma
The Mother Had a Wild Streak, Which the Daughter Inherited
When my parents died in a car crash eight years ago, I went to live with my mom’s best friend, Maria, her husband, Sam, and their daughter, Candy. I was 10 at the time, and grew up thinking of them almost as my real family. But now that I am 18, my thoughts of them are very different, at least as far as Maria and Candy are concerned.
Maria is 42 now, and very well put together, with long blond hair, blue eyes, and a gorgeous butt, coupled with awesome legs. Candy is just my age, with light brown hair, brown eyes, and the perkiest tits I ever saw. Sam, Maria’s husband, is a traveling salesman, and is gone at least five months out of the year.
Recently I have been taking a lot of notice of the two women. Both of them like to parade around the house in very skimpy attire, which has caused many a hard-on to grow in my pants as I watch them. I have always suspected that Candy had a wild side, but until just lately I didn’t realize that she had inherited it from her mother.
One night a few weeks ago I had a hard-on that wouldn’t quit, due to watching Candy walk about in a pair of very short shorts that left the bottom curves of her ass exposed. I slipped into my room to jerk off, but in my haste I neglected to lock the door. So when Maria barged in with some folded laundry, we both got a big surprise.
“Oh, my God, what are you doing?” she asked, looking shocked. What I was doing was quite obvious as I scrambled unsuccessfully to hide my throbbing erection under the bedsheet.
Maria got over her shock very quickly. To my astonishment, the next thing she did was to shut my door behind her and lock it. As I stared in amazement, she then yanked the sheet off me and told me with a grin that I had a very nice penis. She then began telling me how natural it was for me to do what I was doing, and that I shouldn’t be ashamed or embarrassed. And with that she turned and began putting the folded laundry away in my dresser.
As she leaned over to reach a lower drawer, I could see the shape of her lovely round bottom underneath her dress. Seizing the moment, I sprang out of bed and ran my hand up her dress to her shapely bottom. I rubbed the crotch of her panties, which was damp, and when she didn’t protest, I took it as a green light to continue. I raised her dress, pulled her panties aside, and brought my still-hard cock to her pussy. With two or three shoves I was inside her, balls deep. Maria bit her knuckle to keep from crying out as I began fucking her. First I held her hips, then I slid my hands around to fondle her amp
le bosom. After a few moments I felt her pussy contract, and that triggered me into shooting several strong spurts of come up inside her.
No sooner had I finished than she pulled off me and spun around, dropping to her knees. She then proceeded to clean me off with her mouth and tongue, then to suck me back to hardness, ending up with an excellent blowjob that had me shooting again in no time.
After swallowing every drop, Maria stood and licked her lips, then smiled and left the room. I couldn’t believe what had just happened; obviously this had changed our relationship forever. I was still thinking about it as I drifted off to sleep.
Almost two hours later Maria returned, waking me up to tell me that Candy was now safely asleep. She was wearing a black lace nightie that had my cock hard instantly. She then proceeded to suck and fuck me to my heart’s content, and hers.
As we lay in the afterglow sometime later, I heard a noise and saw someone peeking in at the door. It was Candy. I didn’t know what to do. Maria, too, was speechless as Candy stepped into the room.
With a grin, Candy told us not to worry, as our secret would be safe with her. Besides, she said boldly, she’d just snuck back into the house after having sex with a couple of boys from school—actually three, to be exact. She then went on to give us a detailed description of what she had let them do to her, before stepping out of my room. Obviously she felt that having caught her mother in the act, she was now free to confront her with her own wild adventures. Maria, however, was turned on again, and we wound up fucking one more time before she left my room for the night.
About a week after that I came home early one afternoon and heard noises upstairs. I snuck up and peeked in Maria’s room, and almost fell over when I saw her in the midst of “entertaining” three young men. Furthermore, I found out later that they were the very same boys who Candy had fucked the week before.
They were somewhat rough and talked very dirty to her, which she seemed to enjoy a lot. One of them told her how he wanted to fuck her ass with his big cock, and another added that she wouldn’t be able to walk for a week when they were through with her. For the next two hours the three of them took her any which way they wanted, and the more they took her the harder she came. I watched them and listened to her moans, yelps, and screams for over an hour as I jerked off over and over.
I hid as they left, and then went in to find Maria covered with sweat, come, and love bites, with sperm running out of her like a river. My cock was so hard, despite my having jerked off three or four times, that I dropped my pants, rolled her onto her belly, and slid my dick into her very stretched and unprotesting ass. I came in less than 10 strokes, then pulled out and left.
She slept the night through, which was good, because when Candy got home I told her what had happened, and she got so turned on she let me fuck her in the living room. She turned out to be a screamer and a truly wild fuck.
Now I fuck both of them every chance I get, and we are just one big happy family. Thank goodness Sam has been away all this time. I’m afraid things are going to get a lot harder when he comes back.
—N.D., St. Paul, Minnesota
To Get His Wife to Fuck His Friend, He Had to Fuck Hers
One night a couple of years ago, after my husband, Ronnie, and I had had a few too many drinks, he asked me if I would do him a big favor. What he wanted was to see one of his coworkers fuck me. We had been married for 11 years, and he had never before made such a request.
I was stunned. I was about to turn him down flat, when another idea occurred to me. “Under one condition,” I said. “I get to watch a friend of my choice do you first. If you cooperate, I’ll let your friend do me.” I thought for sure that would discourage him, but it didn’t work.
“It’s a deal!” Ronnie said. “Who have you got picked out for me?”
When I told him it was Alice, our next-door neighbor, he didn’t seem too pleased. Alice had been separated from her husband for a number of years. She was no movie star, nor did she have the figure of a model. She was ten years older than Ronnie and not in the best of shape, but she sure was cock-crazy. Ronnie must have wanted to see me with his friend pretty badly, because he finally agreed to Alice.
When I approached Alice about her having some fun with my husband, she jumped at the chance. It was a Sunday afternoon when Alice came over, dressed in a very short skirt and heels. The skirt was so short that her stocking tops were visible. I thought she probably had a few drinks in her as she sat next to Ronnie on the couch.
It only took a few seconds for her to make a move on my husband, and before he knew it she was French-kissing him. Ronnie appeared a little uncooperative at first, but it didn’t take long for him to get warmed up. I watched as Alice’s hand went to his crotch. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised to see that he had a hard-on. He is only a man, after all.
Alice did not waste time as she undid Ronnie’s belt and unzipped his pants. Within seconds his manhood was out in the open, and hard as a brick. I watched my neighbor play with Ronnie’s dick, and then lower her head and take it deep into her mouth.
Ronnie was not bashful either; as his cock was being sucked, he slipped his right hand under Alice’s skirt. Alice opened her legs wide. I could see her stocking tops and garter straps, but what caught my eye was that she was not wearing any panties. Ronnie’s finger went right for her slit, and in a minute he was finger-fucking her. They both exploded at the same time, their bodies spasming wildly, and Alice took my husband’s entire load down her throat.
I had enjoyed the show, but now I knew I had to keep my part of the deal.
It was the following Saturday when Ronnie informed me that his friend Curt would be over that evening to have some fun with me. I thought I was ready for anything, but I received a real surprise when Curt turned out to be only 19 years of age, a whole 15 years younger than I was. But the biggest surprise was that he was black. I had never had a black man before.
Curt seemed to be a pleasant chap, talkative and well mannered. The more time we spent talking, the more attractive he began to look to me. He was over six feet tall, about 180 pounds, and well muscled. Attractive as he was, I was still a bit nervous, not knowing just what to expect. But I was going to find out quickly.
Finally Ronnie must have given him some kind of signal, for Curt now got to his feet and moved in front of me. “Do you want to take your clothes off, or do you want me to take them off for you?” he asked me.
“You first,” I replied.
Curt didn’t hesitate. He began to unbutton his shirt, asking me as he did so, “Ever see a black man naked?” I just shook my head. Curt kicked off his shoes and opened his belt, but before pulling his trousers down he removed his shirt, showing me his bare chest. Then down came the trousers, and he stood in front of me in just his blue jockey shorts. His body was truly magnificent to behold.
My eyes were glued to his crotch; the bulge there was large, and growing larger. He just stood there in front of me with his hands on his hips. He was purposely teasing me, I thought; he knew damn well I wanted to see what was in his shorts. There wasn’t a sound in the room as I stared at the sight of that hidden treasure. “What are you waiting for?” I said finally. “Take those shorts off.” Then, as if in slow motion, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of the shorts. When they came down, there in front of me was his huge black uncircumcised cock. It was still only semierect, but it already had to be eight inches in length.
Curt reached out to me with both hands, helping me to my feet and pulling me closer to him. Then he began to undo my blouse buttons. I was butter in his hands as he pushed my blouse off my shoulders. I felt him looking at my covered breasts. It didn’t take him long to remove my skirt, and then my white bra. When he pulled me into his chest to kiss me, I could feel his throbbing pole up against my stomach, twitching and jerking slightly between our bodies. When he released me he stooped slightly to pull my panties down. I then saw that his cock had gotten still bigger. He must have had 10 i
nches of hard dick waiting for me.
I was so excited that I almost completely forgot that Ronnie was still in the room with us, until he stood up and said that we should now adjourn to the bedroom.
In the bedroom I got on the bed and lay flat on my back. Curt hovered over me, kissing and nibbling at my lips. Then before I knew it his mouth was at my vagina, driving me insane. I climaxed within seconds.
Then he was on top of me, missionary-style, and I felt his huge cock enter my slit. He was very gentle at first, but within a few minutes he was slamming that meat into me. I could hear him panting and moaning. Then it happened. I felt a volcano erupt within me, and seconds later I was coming wildly, tossing and groaning with pleasure. I was still coming when I felt Curt spurting inside me.
When I came to my senses I looked over at my husband, just in time to watch him stroke himself to orgasm as he sat at the edge of the bed. All three of us really enjoyed ourselves that night.
—Name and address withheld
The Twins Were Sweet and Sexy, but Their Mom Was Even Hotter
I’m 19, and have been dating my girlfriend, Liz, since the 10th grade, and my friend Luke has been dating her twin sister, Lana. We go over to their house and hang out a lot. They are both very sweet and sexy, but the fact is that ever since I’ve been dating Liz, I’ve had the hots for her mother, Erin.
Erin is totally fucking hot. She’s 46, divorced, and has enormous 44D tits. She’s about five feet eight and curvy, though she only weighs about 150 pounds. She has long sandy hair and her tan is awesome, since she hangs out by the pool a lot. Her skin is so smooth it looks like it would melt in your mouth. She often wears skimpy clothes, and sometimes flirts playfully with Luke and me, which sometimes makes Liz and Lana jealous. But it never went any further than that.
Then one day last summer Luke and I went over there to pick up the girls to take them to a local amusement park. But it turned out that they had unexpectedly had to go over to their father’s house for some reason, and Erin was home alone, sunbathing topless on a chaise longue out by the pool.
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