After that we adjourned to Kim’s hot tub, where we repeated much of the performance. Kenneth let me suck his cock again, and Walt too, while the girls got it on beside the tub. After that Priscilla had another idea. She wanted to be fucked by all three guys at once.
I knelt behind my naked friend as she crouched on all fours, with Walt lying beneath her. I pushed the head of my cock in first, then told Walt to start. Seconds later, I was all the way in Priscilla’s asshole, pumping away, as Walt assaulted her pussy with his huge schlong. Kenneth stood in front of her with his cock in her mouth, while Kim looked on, fingering herself. “Yeah!” Priscilla yelled, taking her mouth off Kenneth’s cock momentarily. “Fuck me hard, you studs! Fuck me hard!”
So we did. I was thrusting powerfully, pumping my length in and out of her. Reaching over, I began manipulating her clit, rubbing it between my fingers. Priscilla screamed around Kenneth’s cock, and we all came in a flurry. Kenneth withdrew from her mouth and shot all over her tits. I licked them clean. Priscilla bucked her ass so hard that she came right off Walt’s prick. Kim put her mouth over it and swallowed down his sperm as it spurted out. And I yelled in triumph as I shot everything I had left deep into Priscilla’s twisting ass.
It was a night I’ll never forget as long as I live, and I don’t think they will either.
—D.V., Denver, Colorado
HIS WIFE THE ATTORNEY COULD LAY DOWN THE LAW. SHE ALSO LAY DOWN FOR OTHER MEN
Last year I began to notice a change in the way my wife Coral dressed for work. She ran a very successful family law practice, which required her to present a sober and professional appearance. Her usual way of dressing for the office was quite traditional, consisting mostly of conservatively cut suits or simple blouses and below-the-knee skirts. While she has a terrific body and shapely legs, most people would not necessarily notice those features when meeting her at work.
This sober style contrasted sharply with the way she dressed at home, or when we would go away for romantic weekends. Coral has never been a prude, and has always thoroughly enjoyed sex. At home she would usually wear low-cut blouses or halters, and brief skirts or shorts. If we went dancing she would select a tight, skimpy dress. Even her more formal evening attire tended to call attention to her lovely breasts and body. Even after two children, Coral still has a dynamite 36-26-35 figure. With her long red hair, green eyes and cute mouth and nose, she can be quite striking when she wants to emphasize her sex appeal. But though I encouraged her in her exhibitionistic tendencies, she always maintained a strict distinction between her home and office attire.
That’s why I was surprised when she began to wear her skirts above her knees when going to work. I also noticed that she started to leave more of the buttons on her blouses open, so that her cleavage would show. Even more surprising, I noticed that in the morning she would put on some of her sexiest lingerie rather than her usual underwear. This included stockings and garter belts instead of her standard pantyhose. Because she was showing more cleavage, she also began to wear skimpy push-up bras to the office.
One morning about three months ago, when she was getting ready for work, she saw me staring at her with a huge hard-on. “I see you like my new business attire,” she said, smiling. She then came over to me and proceeded to give me an exquisite blowjob. After I came she said provocatively, “Get used to it. This is the new me.”
That evening I had to work late. When I got home, Coral wasn’t there, and the baby sitter had put our children to sleep. She came home about midnight. I noticed that her hair was a bit disheveled, and as I watched her undress, taking off her black fishnet stockings, garter belt and lacy black bra, I saw that she didn’t have any underpants on. Moreover, I saw that she had considerably trimmed back her dark red pubic hair, and that what there was of it looked matted. After she undressed, she came up to me and put her cunt in my face. She smelled of sex.
“I have taken a lover,” Coral said bluntly. “I still love you and never want to leave you, but for the last six months my sex urges have been in overdrive. I know you love me, and I love you, but I need more sex than I can get from you or any other man.” She then pulled off my pajamas, sucked my prick till it was hard and jumped on top of me. My cock easily slid into her fully lubricated cunt. She fucked me until we both came, and then without another word she fell asleep.
In the morning, she told me to have dinner with the kids alone, because she would not be back until midnight. She asked me to wait up, however, as she didn’t want to have any secrets from me, and she would bring home a video we could watch together.
I couldn’t believe what had happened. My wife had become a slut. To my surprise, I was not jealous; on the contrary, I felt unbelievably aroused.
That evening the video told me all. Apparently she had taken on not one lover, but several. The tape showed Coral in a strange apartment. There was another woman there—a striking blonde—and four men. I recognized one of them, a handsome Italian guy named Danny, who worked as an investigator in Coral’s office. All the men looked to be about thirty, while the blonde appeared to be in her early twenties. Coral is forty, but looks much younger.
The video started tamely enough, as they sat around drinking and talking. Coral was sitting between Danny and another guy, both of whom soon began to put their hands all over her. She did nothing to stop them. The blonde then got up and proceeded to do a striptease. When she was down to her bra and panties, she went over to Coral, pulled her to her feet and began to undress her. When she was nude, the blonde went down on her and began to tongue her cunt. Coral was soon breathing heavily. She took off the blonde’s bra and panties, and they got in a 69 position. I could see the men sitting on the couch, beginning to play with themselves.
To my knowledge Coral had never had a sexual relationship with a woman. But now she was acting like a pro, tonguing her playmate to orgasm while she herself was also getting off. The men then joined in, two of them latching on to each woman. Coral was with Danny and the other guy she’d been sitting with earlier. She used her mouth on their cocks, alternating between the two of them. Danny had an especially long, thick prick. After a while he got on top of her and started pumping her, slowly but hard. By the time he came, her body was also twitching in orgasm. When Danny pulled out, the other guy immediately replaced him. He too came as Coral climaxed once again.
Meanwhile the blonde was servicing the other two guys simultaneously, one in her cunt and the other in her asshole. When Coral saw what was going on, she moaned that she needed it in her ass too. The guy in the blonde’s cunt pulled out before he came. He had Coral lick and suck his cock to get it even more wet than it already was. Danny pulled out some K-Y jelly and lubricated Coral’s asshole with it. Then the third guy slowly stuck his cock up her rear. It was a good thing his prick was not overly large. Coral began to shout with pleasure as she had her fourth orgasm. The tape ended with all of them looking quite sweaty and satisfied.
While I was watching the video, Coral kept playing with my prick and balls. I had a huge erection the whole time. When it was over, she gave me one of her marvelous blowjobs. She then explained to me how the change in her lifestyle had come about.
She had been getting bored with just doing family law, and when she hired Danny he told her that she also would be a damned good criminal lawyer. He said he had some acquaintances who were in the sex business, and they needed a good lawyer now and then. He took her to one of their clubs. Before she knew it, Danny had begun to feel her up as they were watching the topless dancers. When she didn’t stop him, he became bolder, squeezing her breasts and putting his hands up her skirt. She got very aroused, and asked him if there was a more private place they could go. They found a small room and fucked each other’s brains out.
Coral told Danny that she loved me and had always been faithful, but she had been feeling especially horny lately. Since Danny was also married, she thought they could have an affair that wouldn’t get out of hand, and Danny agreed.
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It had been about then that Coral had started dressing more sensuously at work. She was getting more male clients, and had begun doing some criminal work. The blonde, she told me, was a woman she had gotten off on a prostitution charge. She ended by saying that she preferred having multiple sex partners without me around, but that she would be open to some group action when we went away for weekends without the kids, if that would turn me on.
While Coral doesn’t stay out every night, she now leaves the kids and me alone at least once a week while she goes out with men. Because she has a somewhat flexible work schedule, she also gets together with Danny and his friends sometimes during the workday. But she is in no way neglecting me. Her stories inevitably turn me on, and we have great sex almost every night, especially when she comes back from one of her sessions. We are now planning a trip, during which she wants to see how many men she can take to bed in one evening. I want to see it too.
—F.L., Fairfield, Connecticut
SHE TEASES THE TRUCKERS ON THE HIGHWAY, THEN TAKES THEM ALL ON IN THE WOODS
It all started one Friday evening after work. My boyfriend Greg and I were just kicking back after a busy week at our jobs. I mentioned to Greg that I was bored, and he suggested going for a drive. So we took off, with no destination in mind and the entire weekend to get there.
After we’d been driving for an hour or so I started to get hot, so I took my shirt off, revealing my sheer camisole. I knew my breasts were showing through the thin material, but Greg didn’t mind a bit. In fact, I thought he was getting turned on by my boldness. So I decided to turn him on some more. I pulled off my skirt, under which I was wearing only thigh-highs. When I glanced over at Greg I saw that he was adjusting his rapidly growing cock.
This was getting to be fun. Greg was now preparing to pass a few big trucks. I slid my hand down to my already moist pussy and started masturbating slowly. This really got Greg squirming, so I kept it up, and when we began to pass the first truck I was really going at it. When I glanced up at the trucker I could tell he had his cock in his hand and was jacking off. Greg had his cock out too, so I leaned over and put my hand on his balls and my mouth over his rock-hard pole. I was so excited I wanted to swallow his cock and suck all his sweet hot come down my throat. I almost did, until we heard the sound of a loud horn beeping at us. That stopped me; I didn’t want to be the cause of a pileup on the freeway.
We continued down the road, talking about what had just happened. We were both so turned on that we decided to find someplace to stop, so we could continue what we’d been doing. Greg took the next rest stop exit, while I pulled some clothes on, so I wouldn’t be arrested for indecent exposure. As I did so I noticed a line of trucks behind us, but we didn’t think too much of it at the time.
We parked at a rest stop, then got out of the car and began to walk away from the road to find an isolated spot. We walked through a wooded area and came on a small clearing, surrounded by trees and bushes. It looked like a great spot, but there was no place to do it but the ground. Greg went back to the car for a blanket. I got undressed again and started touching myself. I heard some noise from the bushes, and thinking it was Greg, I really started going at it. I was about to come when I looked up and saw four black men staring at me, their cocks in their hands.
It was only later that I figured out that they were truck drivers who had followed us, hoping to see more of what they had seen on the highway. At the time I didn’t know who they were, but I was so close to coming that I couldn’t stop masturbating. Greg showed up just as I climaxed. Having five guys watching me got me really excited, and I told Greg I wanted more. His reply was, “Ask and you shall receive!”
Greg laid the blanket out on the ground. I got in the middle, and the five guys—no, six by now—stood around me. I’m not sure where the sixth one came from, but it was just fine with me. He was really hung. Wow, all those cocks! I didn’t know where to start, so I just started unbuttoning their pants and pulling them down. Each time I pulled down a pair of pants I stuck the guy’s cock in my mouth. I did them all, one after another, until there were six cocks standing at attention in front of me.
I lay down then, and they started touching me all over, stroking and feeling my body, sucking my breasts and pussy. I reached up and grabbed the first two cocks I could get my hands on. One went into my mouth as I stroked the other. Then suddenly I felt an enormous black cock enter my dripping-wet pussy. I almost came instantly. It was hard to concentrate on what I was doing with that huge prick thrusting in and out of my pussy.
Greg was watching everything that was going on. I was his little slut, and he was enjoying this every bit as much as I was. The cock in my hand spewed jism onto my tits at the same time that the one in my mouth shot down my throat. I sucked harder to get every last drop, and swallowed as much as I could. My pussy was also filled to the brim, and I could feel hot come dripping down my ass.
I still wanted more, so I pulled the guy who had just fucked me up to my face and started sucking him clean. While I was doing that someone entered my asshole. He slipped in easily, because of all the come that had oozed from my pussy. I started to climax again, and the guy fucking my ass pulled out and shot his wad all over my pussy and belly. I rubbed his come into my pussy, and then licked my fingers clean, closing my eyes to savor the taste.
Well, I thought, four down and two to go. I was really having fun now. But when I opened my eyes and looked around, the black guys were gone and Greg was the only one there. Damn! Someone had left the party without giving me his load. Oh well, it was his loss.
I still had one erect cock to take care of, and that was the best one of all. I started kissing Greg from head to toe, pausing halfway down to suck his sweet cock and lick his balls. I tasted some of his pre-come and wanted more, but we had all night. We played with each other for a long time, until we were both so hot we couldn’t stand it any more. Then Greg made passionate love to me. Believe me, when Greg fucks me after I’ve been used and filled with hot come, I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven. To me, that’s love!
Afterwards we went back to the car and started off again. I was feeling all dreamy and satisfied, but by the time it started to get dark I was getting hungry—in more ways than one. We stopped at a roadside burger joint to get some dinner. It was one of those places where you get served in your car. A cute young blond guy came up to take our order. When Greg asked me what I wanted to eat, I pointed to the blond guy and said, “Him!”
Next thing I knew I was in the back seat with the cute blond guy as Greg drove the car around to the back so we wouldn’t be seen. I unzipped the waiter’s pants and got his cock out and had it in my mouth before he knew what was happening. He came in about ten seconds and I drank his sperm down thirstily. “Send some of the other waiters back here,” I told him as he got out. Greg smiled at me. The sluttier I get, the better he likes it.
A minute later two more of the waiters showed up. I sat one of them down on the seat and got astride his lap, pulling my skirt up to my waist as I bounced up and down on him. I wanted to take the other one in my ass, but the space was too cramped. So after the first one shot into me I got down on all fours on the floor of the car and the second one ass-fucked me until we both came.
After that several more guys showed up. Not all of them were waiters; some of the customers had got wind of what was going on and wanted to get some of what I was giving out. It was just fine with me. I finally got out of the car and down on the ground where there was more room. I was taking two and three guys at once, and I came and came. This went on until there were no more guys. Then Greg fucked the hell out of me again, and we took off.
—Name and address withheld
HER METHOD OF KEEPING COOL AT THE OFFICE GIVES NEW MEANING TO CASUAL FRIDAYS
I work as a secretary for a small construction company. I’m the only woman in the office, working with five or six guys, mostly single and, I might add, well-built. I’ve been there long enough to pa
l around with some of the guys, and have gotten to know them well. My boss is really great to work for. He lets me leave early on slow days and doesn’t mind me playing the radio. We have a casual dress code, the pay is pretty good, and with the perks we get, I’m not looking to leave anytime soon.
One recent hot summer Friday I arrived at work only to find that the air conditioner was broken. It was already sultry, and about to get sultrier. I had worn shorts and a tank top that day. Chet, my boss, was already in his office, but none of the others had shown up yet.
“How can anyone work in this heat?” I said to Chet after I had greeted him. He said that we would probably make a short day of it, and told me to get comfortable as best I could.
With a devilish gleam in my eye, I said, “Well, the only way to cool off would be to work naked.”
His face registered surprise, and then skepticism. I knew he didn’t think I was serious. Maybe I hadn’t been at first, but suddenly it was a challenge. Before I could stop myself, I peeled my tank top over my head. I could see a bulge growing in his pants as he viewed my bra-covered breasts. I work out and tan in the nude, so I’m in pretty good shape. My breasts are large, but naturally firm. The brown orbs spilled out of the top of the bra cups. I turned my back to him and began a slow striptease, unsnapping the brassiere hooks. I pulled the thing off and tossed it over my shoulder, then turned to him with my hands covering my breasts, but not really concealing very much.
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