I am at work right now, but in my office things are slow so I decided to relate this story.
I live in a small-town suburb of Philadelphia where you don’t expect much to happen, and not much does. My name is Jenny and I have shoulder-length brown hair, a rather skinny body—but decent enough to look at, I guess—and since high school I have generally been regarded as preppy.
I rent a part of a house with my best friend Samantha. She is really pretty, half-Spanish, with long, curly, jet black hair. Her face, with its dark eyes, looks like a model’s. She comes from a wealthy family, and her stepdad owns the house we live in.
Samantha always had it all, and every girl in school envied her, even her friends, even me. I come from a small and not so well-to-do family. I couldn’t go to college, and since Samantha didn’t even want to go to college, we ended up moving in together.
Sexually, Samantha is pretty much a whore. I don’t mean anything bad by this, it’s just that she has to have sex all the time. I, on the other hand, have only recently found out what an actual hard cock looks like. I’ve always been shy, and I guess I still am, and yet I’ve always had a secret sex life in my mind that would rival anyone’s.
I was always fascinated with Samantha and her attitude, and she has helped me enjoy sex. It started out as a game. Samantha has always had a maid, and when we moved in together I found out that without domestic help, she’s a slob. The good thing is that I don’t mind doing housework, and it’s a pretty good trade-off, when you get down to it. I mean, I pay next to nothing in rent, we don’t have to pay the utilities, and we’ve got all the best appliances, a killer sound system—home entertainment center, as Samantha calls it—and a computer apiece, with all the latest software and access to the Internet.
Anyway, one day, when I was doing the dishes, Samantha came up behind me just out of the shower and hugged me. I could feel her boobs rubbing against my back as she kissed me on the cheek good morning. This wasn’t too unusual—we always walk around topless. I giggled and turned around, only to find that Samantha was buck naked. I ran my eyes over her perfect body—it was the first time I’d really seen her completely naked.
I couldn’t help but stare at her shaved pussy. I blushed and she laughed. “I think that somewhere, deep down inside, you’re thinking about what it would be like to be a man right now.” she said to me.
She laughed, but I felt a little self-conscious. And do you know why? Because it was true! I wasn’t just admiring her body objectively; I was admiring her sexually.
I asked her what she wanted me to do. She suggested I massage her entire body, and then she just walked back into the bedroom. I didn’t know if she was serious, and I finished the dishes and walked into her room expecting to see her dressed and giggling like usual—she’s such a kidder. But she wasn’t kidding, and she was lying on her back on the bed.
I didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say or do, really.
“Go get your lotion. It smells so good,” she said. I felt a shiver of apprehension and sexual excitement at the prospect of feeling her naked body. I was still a virgin, and she looked so calm and reassuring. I went to my room and found my lotion, my hands shaking and mouth dry as I returned. She was sitting up.
She somehow knew I needed to be prodded a little to open up, and I was playing like a lost puppy into her hands. She was so beautiful that at that moment I would have done anything for her; I did actually, and I still do. I love her so much.
But anyway, she smiled and said, “You don’t have to, Jenny, if you don’t want to. I’ll understand if you’re not into it. We can forget it all.”
“Not into what?” I asked, even though I knew damn well.
“You know, get sexual.”
I told her I wanted to and that she was just the person I wanted to do it with my first time. She asked me what I was willing to do with her, and I felt an electric shock enter my slit when I said, “Anything.”
I went to shut the door, I guess as a habit, and when I turned back around Samantha was rubbing her pussy. I just stared in fascination. She knew she had me. I silently and slowly undressed, embarrassed because my pussy wasn’t shaved. But I’m not a hairy person, so I tried to calm my nerves by thinking that it wasn’t too bad—like that really mattered.
Samantha smiled at me and looked at my pussy. Then she took my breath away when she reached out and fingered my pussy lips. I was so wet I thought I would faint. She picked up the lotion that had fallen to the floor, then tossed it aside.
“Together we have enough of our own lotion, Jenny,” she said. She then stood up and, with the swiftest, smoothest steps, walked up to me and put her tongue in my mouth. I felt the first stirrings of orgasm as she kept rubbing my pussy. I could feel her saliva dripping into my open mouth, and I sucked it in and drank it like a hungry wolf.
Samantha pushed my head to her boobs and I suckled and kissed each one. She started screaming like mad, and finally she yelled out, “I can’t take it any longer!”
She bent her head down to my nipples and started feverishly licking and nibbling them. My knees started to go weak, and she must have sensed this, for she immediately told me to lie back on the bed. I did, and she then got on top of me and pressed her body against mine. After kissing my mouth and my neck, she went back to work on my modest boobs as her fingers slipped into my now soaking pussy. Eventually she licked and kissed down my stomach, and I can’t describe the anticipation that I felt when she began to lick all around my pussy.
Finally, she spread my pussy and then looked up at me. “What would you like me to do? Would you like me to take my time, or do you want me to give you the most incredible orgasm you have or ever will experience?”
I must have zoned for a moment, because I didn’t really hear her question.
“Jenny?” she asked.
“What?” I answered.
“What would you like?” and then she repeated her question.
I giggled, and then we both broke up laughing.
“Do me,” I said, and for the next ten minutes I really zoned out. I’ve never done drugs, but I felt the way you must feel when you’re high. She knew exactly where everything was (which I guess is pretty obvious). She licked my inner thighs all over, and then she started fucking me with her tongue, darting over and around my clitoris. And when I started heaving, she stayed right with me until the very end.
I was looking at her while she continued to lick me, and all I wanted to do was lick her pussy. It was, like, the most important thing in the world to me then. Samantha’s face was so wet with my come that when she kissed me I could taste myself. I had tasted myself before, because I like licking my fingers clean after a masturbation session. But this time it was so awesome, tasting me in her mouth.
Samantha got up and went over to her little couch next to her bed and sat down. I waited until everything calmed down a little and then looked over. She had a dildo in her pussy really deep, and I watched amazed and subdued. Then she reached to her side, grabbed a smaller dildo and stuck it up her ass. Good God, I would never have dreamed that this kind of stuff could be arousing. It was a very educational day for me.
All I could do was watch, so horny I didn’t know what to think or do. She suddenly pulled out the front dildo and tossed it to me on the bed.
“Lick it and tell me if you like it.”
Oh, I liked it very much, and I told her so.
“Why don’t you come over and lap my pussy like I did yours.”
I smiled and looked at her pretty face. She spread her wet pussy lips really wide. I still couldn’t think of anything to say. I looked at the dildo in my hand. It was glistening and slimy. I did love how she seduced me, and I loved being sexual with her.
She was opening me up and making me feel like a vixen. I wanted to be hers, even though I really didn’t think of myself as a homosexual. I don’t think of it that way, really—it’s just sex. Once I tasted the goo on the dildo, I knew I was hooked.
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nbsp; Samantha leaned back on the couch and spread her legs. I could see the wetness in her pussy and knew I would eat it. I sexily crawled off the bed and across the floor to her waiting hole. She caressed my hair and then arched her back, pushing her pussy out to me. I didn’t even touch it; I stayed on all fours and began to lick all around it. I wasn’t apprehensive anymore. I was just into it, and I wanted to work her up like she did me.
I began licking her smooth pussy, and then, as I got more into the groove—literally—her taste and smell subdued me and I lapped away like a kitten, pushing my tongue as far into her warm and salty hole as I could. As soon as Samantha began to moan a little, I sucked her whole pink pussy into my mouth.
Soon I felt Samantha’s hands on my head as she gently pushed me back onto the floor, sitting on my face.
I could taste her and feel the wetness on my face. She squealed and continued to grind her pussy on my chin. That’s when she really came, and I was almost smothered with her pussy. I swallowed eagerly every drop of cream as if my life depended on it.
I’d never thought about sex with a girl before that morning, but I suggest trying it because it is like nothing you’ll ever experience. I am happily sexually active with Allen (my man), but he doesn’t know that his fun with me is due to Samantha’s fun with me.—J.A., King of Prussia, Pennsylvania
THE ONLY THING BETTER THAN A TONGUE
IN YOUR PUSSY? THREE TONGUES
I recently went on an all-girl vacation to an island, with three buddies. Tracey is my closest friend, and we were joined by two girls, Giselle and Dierdre, that Tracey works with. Dierdre and I are married, and Giselle and Tracey are single. We are all in our late twenties and attractive.
Of course, on the flight down Giselle and Tracey were talking about meeting some guys at the resort. Dierdre and I, being married, kept quiet, but I was thinking that a little sexual encounter would be fun. I’ve had a few affairs that my husband has no idea about.
The four of us spent the first day on the beach, just relaxing. All of us except Dierdre were wearing thong bikinis that left little to the imagination. Dierdre wore a one-piece. We were approached by a lot of guys, but nothing really interested us.
After dinner, with nothing promising, we decided to go back to our villa and just hang out with each other. Tracey ordered a few bottles of champagne. We all had a few drinks, and I was getting to know the other girls better, when Tracey suggested we each tell a secret about our sex life. Tracey volunteered me to go first. Dierdre didn’t think our game was a good idea, but I started anyway.
I told them that my boss Eliot is very good-looking. When he was away on a recent sales trip, I got a frantic call that he had left some important files in his office. He wanted me to get the next flight out and bring him his work. He said he’d need my help all week, and that I should plan on staying.
I’d never gone on a sales trip before, and getting away sounded interesting. I called my husband, told him about the emergency, and got the next flight. I got there in the late afternoon, and was met by Eliot at the hotel. He decided that his customers Tom and Earl would meet us there to finish the contract. I checked into my room, then went to Eliot’s suite. Tom and Earl were already there.
We finished our work around eight p.m., and I got up to leave. Earl, who was really hung, suggested that I stay for a drink and some coffee. Tom, also very handsome, sat next to me on the couch and, after a drink, placed his hand on my thigh while we talked. Eliot was soon on my other side. As Tom went to kiss me, I could feel Eliot’s hand on my other thigh. I was incredibly horny, and offered no resistance to his kiss.
Before I knew it, my dress was up around my waist and both men were rubbing my pussy through my panties. Earl came around the back of the couch, pushed my dress down off my shoulders and took my bra off. Tom now had his hand in my panties and began to remove them. They then removed my dress, so all I had on was stockings and pearls. I was sitting, totally nude, with my legs spread wide open for three studs.
Eliot told me he’d always wanted to fuck me, and that I was about to be completely and thoroughly fucked. They brought me close to orgasm several times, playing with my pussy and tits for an hour while they remained clothed. When Earl asked me if I was ready for three cocks, all I could mutter was, “My pussy is ready.”
Eliot began to remove his clothes first. When he took his underwear off, he had the biggest, fattest cock I’d ever seen. Eliot began to eat my pussy out, as Tom and Earl also stripped. Eliot got up, and Tom put the head of his cock just inside my pussy. Eliot put his cock in my mouth. I held Earl’s organ in my hand. Earl and Tom each took turns fucking me as I sucked on Eliot’s enormous cock. I had several orgasms.
Eliot finally withdrew from my mouth and began to penetrate my already well-fucked cunt hole. I could feel every inch sliding in. When he got all the way in, he withdrew, then slammed back into my pussy, and set me off on the most intense orgasms I’d ever had. I was writhing and bucking in a frenzy. Eliot completely filled my pussy with each thrust. I was in heaven when he finally filled my hole with cream.
I fucked and sucked the three guys all night, in every position we could think of. My favorite was when I was on top of Eliot, with my back turned to him. I humped his huge cock while Earl and Tom took turns filling my mouth. On Tuesday morning we quickly finished up our work and had an orgy that lasted until Friday morning, when I went home. Eliot was right when he said I would be thoroughly fucked.
When I finished my story, Giselle asked me if I still fuck Eliot. I told them he knows my pussy is his anytime he wants it. I turned to Tracey and said, “Now it’s your turn.”
To be brief, Tracey told us she loves to be facedown on the bed while her boyfriends fuck her ass. I could feel my panties soak when she told us she has huge orgasms when her lover comes in her ass. I could see Dierdre, who was really shy, blushing from all our sex talk.
Tracey told Giselle it was her turn. Giselle began by telling us she’d been to bed with other women. She had been sleeping regularly with a girl from work, and her boyfriend didn’t know it. She went on to tell us that only another woman knows how to eat pussy, and the best is the feeling of your tongue in another girl’s pussy when she is coming. The first time she had sex with a woman, an older woman seduced her. In their many love sessions, the woman had taught her how to make love to another woman’s pussy. While she said she loves her boyfriend’s cock in her cunt, her orgasms are much longer and more intense with women.
I was getting hot as she gave us all the details of how her older woman had used vibrators and dildos on her. I had often fantasized about having sex with women.
Tracey told Dierdre it was her turn. Dierdre very nervously told us she’d only had two lovers, and that she was true to her husband. We asked her if she’d ever had an orgasm, and she said, “I think so.” She told us she had a “regular” sex life, that she sometimes gave her husband blowjobs but he never came in her mouth. She also said they have sex about once a week.
I asked her if she ever fantasized. She admitted that she had found other women attractive, and wondered what it would be like to be with another woman. I was sitting closest to Dierdre who, while shy, was the prettiest and had the best figure of the four of us.
I leaned over to kiss her, and found no resistance. This was the first time either of us had ever kissed a woman passionately. In no time, Dierdre and I were embracing and I was removing her panties. With her panties off, I spread her legs wide open and had my first taste of pussy. Giselle and Tracey were now alongside Dierdre, rubbing her tits and kissing her all over. Giselle was telling her how sexy she was. I had my tongue deep in her pussy. We were all working on a different part of Dierdre when I sensed she was about to explode in orgasm. She started bucking and moaning uncontrollably. I kept my mouth firmly planted on her soaked little slit as she came.
When things calmed down a bit, Dierdre realized that that had been her first real orgasm. We all decided that we should forget about men
for the week, and have our own private orgy, with Dierdre being our little slut. While we all had sex with each other, we paid special attention to Dierdre’s pussy, making sure she had as many orgasms as she could stand. We sucked each other’s pussies out constantly. Several times Giselle, Tracey and I ate Dierdre’s pussy out at the same time. I got really turned on when Dierdre was thrashing around in orgasm, with my tongue stuffed up her pussy.
By the end of the week, Dierdre was also an expert at eating our pussies to orgasm. When we got home, we never repeated our experience together, but at least we all have another story to tell if the situation arises.—N.D., La Crosse, Wisconsin
WHEN THE GUYS GIVE OUT, THE GALS JUST
KEEP ON FUCKIN’—EACH OTHER
It happens every summer. When the weather turns hot, I lose my wife to the beach. My wife Mindy and her friend Alexis hit the beach every Saturday during the summer. On one particular Saturday they took off early, but forgot to take the cooler with them.
Not having much to do, I decided to take the cooler out to them. Arriving at the beach, I found their car, parked in a secluded spot, and I started hunting for them. As I approached the sand dunes, I spotted the girls. What also caught my eye was a group of six guys also hanging around that part of the beach. I decided to go back to the car and grab my binoculars to spy on them.
It all seemed to be pretty innocent fun, with six college guys showing off in front of two babes. Two of the guys began a conversation with Alexis, while the other four were hanging around my wife. One of the fellows talking to Alexis persuaded her to let him rub suntan lotion on her back. She lay on her stomach, and he started to rub lotion onto her backside. I watched as he slipped his hand under her suit and began to massage her ass. It must have felt pretty good, because Alexis began to hump his hand, and I could see that he was also playing with her pussy.
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