Never one to pass up a free meal, I let my tongue separate those deliciously damp labia and began giving this woman all the tongue I had. She was dripping her juices all over my face, and I could hear her moaning with pleasure. This lovely lady was getting my full attention when I saw another pair of legs walk past me.
Soon I felt someone pulling my shorts down, so I lifted up my hips to help out mystery lady number two. She took my boxers along with my gym shorts, and my cock sprang free at full attention. Then I felt the warm feeling of a mouth slide slowly down the length of my dick. It had been a long time since I'd had a blowjob, and the fact that I had no idea who was giving it to me made it a terrific turn-on. After a few glorious minutes, as I was about to come to the boiling point, she pulled her mouth off my throbbing cock. I felt a bit cheated, but I went on happily eating my beautiful shaved pussy. The cheated feeling went away very soon, as I felt lady number two straddle my legs and slowly slide the tightest pussy I'd ever felt down over the entire length of my screaming hard-on.
It was about this time that lady number one unbuttoned her skirt and tossed it to the floor. I still couldn't see the faces that went with these heavenly bodies, but I did see two sets of boobs pressed together as these women shared an obviously passionate kiss, while one of their pussies slid all over my face and the other one kept humping my cock for all it was worth. I don't know how, but I managed to refrain from coming until both women reached orgasm. Then I let go with the most incredible climax I can remember.
They collapsed on top of me, and all I could see as I lay there beneath them was the first one's great-looking ass. When I caught my breath, I asked them if I was allowed to know who my dream lovers were.
The two women giggled, and one said, “Coach you know us! It's Amber and Kelly!” With that they rolled off me and stood up. Sure enough, it was indeed Amber and Kelly, two hot soccer players I'd had on our state championship team five years before. It turned out that these beautiful ladies were back on campus for a brief visit, and knowing I was now single, had decided to thank their coach in a very special way. I told them that their coach was now even more thankful than they were, and that I would remember this workout forever.—Name and address withheld
HIS WIFE WENT BACK TO SCHOOL AND LEARNED SOME VERY SPECIAL LESSONS
Abby and I have been married for twelve wonderful years. Abby has kept herself in top shape, and even at the age of forty-six she still turns heads. Unlike a lot of men, who write to you, I never thought I would enjoy watching my darling Abby having sex with other men. We dearly love each other, so I never thought of cheating on her, and I assumed she felt the same way. However, I was in for a big surprise.
When the last of our children had finally left home Abby decided she wanted to go back to school, so she enrolled in an evening class at our local college. Her class was over at nine, and for the first few weeks she always made it home shortly after ten. But as time went on, she started getting home later and later, until she was rarely there before two in the morning. She also began to dress in a more provocative manner. When I asked her about all this, Abby replied that she was studying late with friends, and wanted to dress like the younger crowd. I wasn't really sold on this answer. I knew there was some extracurricular activity going on, and I decided to see for myself just what type of studies my loving wife was engaged in.
Abby was just leaving for her class one Friday evening when I got home from work. She was dressed in a tight, low-cut blouse that barely covered her large breasts, and a blue miniskirt that skimmed her little ass. She told me not to wait up for her, as she had a lot of work to do after class. I waited till eight-thirty and then drove out to the college. After locating Abby's car in the parking lot I drove to the other end of the lot and parked, so I would have a good view of her car without being seen by her.
At nine o'clock the parking lot came alive as people got out of class. After a while only Abby's and one other car remained on the lot. I had begun to think that maybe she was telling me the truth about studying late, until she came walking out with two well-built black men. I recognized the men as Jake and Buddy, both members of the school's wrestling team. When the three of them reached Abby's car, Jake pulled my wife close and kissed her lips while Buddy rubbed her ass. They talked briefly, and then Jake got into his car while Buddy got in with Abby. Both cars left the parking lot and headed out of town. I followed at a distance until they stopped at a trailer house out in the country. I parked behind a row of trees and watched them go in. I waited for several minutes, then got out and walked quietly up to the house. The curtains were open, and I got a good view of Abby's study techniques.
The three of them were bare-ass naked. Jake was lying on the floor, with Abby sitting on his face, her pussy planted squarely on his mouth. She rocked her hips back and forth as Jake's tongue fucked her tasty cunt. Buddy stood in front of her with his cock in front of her face. Abby opened her mouth and Buddy eased the entire length of his large black sausage into her mouth. I was sure Abby would choke on it, but she took the whole thing and sucked it wildly, while her hands clutched Buddy's muscular ass. Buddy fucked her mouth hard as Jake's tongue lashed her cunt. Soon a muffled scream escaped Abby's mouth, and she shook in the most intense orgasm I'd ever seen her have. Buddy pulled his cock from her mouth and shot a huge load of spunk all over my wife's tits.
Jake got up and smiled at Bobby as they lay Abby down on the floor. “Now that we've got this little sex kitten all warmed up and ready to go, let's fuck the living shit out of her,” Jake said. “That's what you want, isn't it, baby?”
“Yes!” Abby cried. “I want you two to fuck me up good. Do my pussy and my ass. Just fuck me, goddamn it! I love to be your fucking bitch, guys!”
Jake then mounted my wife, drove his dick deep inside her cunt and proceeded to fuck the living shit out of her, while Buddy sucked hungrily on her swollen nipples.
“Do you like this baby?” Jake panted. “Huh? Do you want more?”
“Please,” Abby begged. “Fuck me, fuck my pussy, suck my tits, please, make me scream!” Abby was in a state of total ecstasy as she had orgasm after orgasm. The harder Jake and Buddy fucked her, the better she liked it. Soon Jake was flooding her cunt. As soon as he got off her, Buddy replaced him. He fucked Abby's pussy like a man possessed, causing Abby to nearly pass out with pleasure when he unloaded his sperm inside her sloppy fuck-box.
Then the three of them rested and had a few drinks. Buddy kissed Abby deeply. “To think your husband believes his precious little wife is somewhere studying,” he grinned. “When here she is, fucking like a cheap whore. What a dumb fucker!”
The three of them laughed. “Maybe we ought to have him come along next time,” Jake said, “and show him how to really treat this hot little wife of his.”
I decided I'd seen enough. As I walked back to my car, another vehicle pulled up to the trailer, and three more young black studs went inside. I just went home and waited. I was astonished to find that I was terrifically excited by what I'd seen, and the thought of Abby still back there, fucking a bunch of horny studs, turned me on beyond belief. I had to jack off several times as I waited for her.
Abby finally came sneaking in around six in the morning. She was shocked to find me up. “I'm sorry,” Abby said. “I went to a party after class and I guess I lost track of time.” Then I told her I had followed her and seen what she was doing. She began crying and apologizing wildly. I gave her a big hug and kissed her mouth. The taste of come was still in it. I told her I loved her and that I had been very turned on watching her getting fucked by Jake and Buddy. I helped her undress. She still had dried come on her tits and body, and her pussy hair was matted with sperm.
Abby told me she loved me and didn't want to hurt me, but she also enjoyed being fucked like a slut by Jake and his friends. She told me she had let all five guys fuck her pussy over and over, and she had sucked their cocks again and again. She said she must have drunk a gallon of sperm. She had even l
et them all fuck her in the ass.
I told Abby that next time I wanted to be included, and she said she had already made plans to have Jake, Buddy and their friends over to our place. I can't wait to write you about that.—G.V, Hannibal, Mississippi
A RANDY COUPLE AND A LONELY SINGLE GET TOGETHER TO MAKE A TORRID TRIPLE
I'd been working in Las Vegas for several days, handling a computer problem for one of my consulting firm's clients, and on Friday night I decided to look for some action along the infamous Vegas Strip. It was about seven o'clock, and I had just ordered a drink at one of the casino bars when an attractive couple came in. The girl sat on the stool next to me and the man sat on her other side.
She was vivacious and cute as a button. As tourists often do, we struck up a small conversation, and by the second drink we had gotten to know each other a little better. I guessed them to be in their early thirties, several years older than myself. Lana wore a short skirt and low-cut blouse that showed off her figure to advantage. Bruce was tall and slim and very friendly. He explained that they drove to Vegas from Los Angeles every few months or so for a little mini-vacation.
When Lana reached for the bowl of peanuts on the bar, she accidentally—or so it seemed—sloshed some of her drink on my pants. She quickly grabbed a napkin to wipe it up. She was very apologetic, but I was sure that she noticed the way my trousersnake began to crawl down my leg as she cleaned my thigh off.
“How about having supper with us?” Bruce said. “We're going to a little bistro around the corner. I think you'll like it.” It sounded good to me, so I said yes and we set out for the bar.
We told slightly dirty jokes, laughed a lot and drank two bottles of wine during the delicious meal. I was pretty mellow by the time I excused myself to go to the men's room. Bruce came in as I finished taking a leak and asked me if I wanted to go with them to one of the strip shows. Again, I readily agreed.
The place was crowded, but we found a small table. The featured stripper wasn't much to look at, but she had outstanding boobs, and she knew how to use them, too. She twirled the tassels attached to her nipples in opposite directions, to much applause from the audience. She was followed by a girl with a huge feather boa that she wrapped around her gyrating body. Her act climaxed when she faked an orgasm as she pulled the boa slowly between her legs and rubbed it over her tiny G-string.
“Come on, let's get out of here,” Bruce said after a while. “Gordon, how about going back to our hotel room with us and having a party there?”
“Sure,” I replied, not knowing quite what was going to happen.
Their hotel was only a few blocks away. I thought we would just be going to the lounge for a drink, but Bruce led the way to the elevator and up to their room. Their suite was quite spacious: It had a bedroom and living room with a balcony overlooking a small park.
Bruce became more jovial than ever. There was a mischievous grin on his face when he said, “Okay, kids, let's get drunk and get naked!” He pulled off his jacket and tie and kicked off his loafers.
Lana went to the wet bar and fixed us all a couple of strong drinks. “You guys relax while I change into something comfortable,” she said before walking into the bedroom. It only took a moment for her to return wearing a long, pink, lace-trimmed robe. When she stood in front of a lamp I could see right through the thin material. I squirmed in my chair and took a big gulp of my drink. She was absolutely gorgeous!
“You like that, don't you, Gordon?” Bruce asked. I stared at her and didn't reply. My cock began to swell. Lana sat on Bruce's lap and ran her fingers through his hair. Then she unbuttoned his shirt, slipped her fingers inside and tickled his chest. Bruce's hand went under her robe and crept up the inside of her thigh. She kissed him deeply and squeezed his bulging crotch.
Bruce looked at me and grinned. “We can't neglect our new friend,” he chuckled. Lana stood up. Bruce's hard-on was obvious, and so was mine. Lana leaned over and kissed me passionately. Her tongue explored my mouth and I sucked it happily. One of her pert breasts was exposed, the pink nipple hard as an acorn. I held it gingerly in the palm of my hand while she rubbed my cock. When I looked up, Bruce was smiling. He had removed his shirt and his pants were open. His long cock stuck out proudly. Lana turned to him and took it eagerly in her mouth. She slurped on it until Bruce pulled her up and led her to the bedroom, signalling me to follow.
Bruce removed her robe and she lay on the bed. He pulled off his pants and briefs. His hungry mouth found its target in Lana's neatly trimmed pussy. She bucked against his face as he started to eat her. He quickly brought her to an intense orgasm.
As she lay there trying to catch her breath, Bruce looked over at me and said, “Your turn, Gordon. Come and get it. She's all warmed up and ready to go.”
I stripped quickly and crouched between her legs. I wiped my cock over her cunt lips. “Hurry up and fuck me,” she moaned quietly. I pushed inside her juicy tunnel and held still for a moment. Lana pushed against me as I slowly fed her my cock.
“That's right, Gordon, screw her, but don't come inside her,” Bruce urged. “I want to see you shoot off.” His hands ran over my buns and back. I tried to fuck his wife slowly, but couldn't help plowing her furrow faster and faster as her fingers traced patterns over my chest and stomach. She sure was one hot piece of ass, deliriously consumed with lust.
Lana's head thrashed from side to side in orgasmic ecstasy. She screamed as she began to come. That was almost too much for me to handle. Somehow I managed to hold back from coming, but soon my balls contracted and my cockhead felt like it might explode. I pulled out. Bruce grabbed my dick and pumped it until I erupted.
Bruce took my place as I moved away, not hesitating to shove his dick in Lana to the hilt. Instead of dying down, Lana's orgasm seemed to prolong itself and start building immediately toward another. Without disconnecting, they rolled over so that Bruce was laying on his back with Lana astride him. “Ride the pony, baby!” Bruce exclaimed. She moved back and forth and up and down on his cock until he shot off and she reached another climax.
I wasn't too surprised to notice that my rod had become stiff again watching the pair in action. Lana saw it and motioned for me to lie beside her. She held Bruce's waiting cock in one hand and stroked mine with the other. Then she leaned over and casually sucked on it for a moment.
“Now, Bruce, I want you to suck Gordon's dick,” she said. “You enjoyed seeing me eat that girl the last time we were here. I want to watch you suck it and find out what it tastes like.”
Bruce didn't seem reluctant to move between my legs as I leaned against the headboard. He nuzzled my balls and licked my shaft before sucking on the tip. Lana pushed his head down, causing him to take more of it into his mouth. He was no expert, but he got the hang of it soon enough. He sucked hungrily until he consumed all seven inches I had to give him.
Lana was fingering her pussy, smiling from ear to ear. “Eat it, honey. Suck that cock. That's it, baby, make him come,” she urged. I felt my sap rising again and warned him that I was about to spurt but he kept on sucking until I filled his mouth with semen. Some of it drooled from his lips.
For some reason we all started laughing.
“You were great, Bruce,” Lana said. “But don't get to like it too much. I don't want to lose you to another man.”
I moved to sit on the side of the bed. “The party's over, I guess I better get going,” I said as I started searching for my clothes.
“Please,” said Lana, “spend the night with us.”
“Yeah,” Bruce chimed in. “We'll see what happens in the morning.”
They easily talked me into staying. We curled up together in their big bed and slept comfortably through the night. The next morning I screwed Lana again before finally leaving.
You might say that they used me for their sexcapades, but I was certainly a willing participant. Now I'm hoping to be lucky enough to meet another hot, horny couple who want a third person in their bed.—G.H., Glendale
, California
BACK IN THE SIXTIES, WHEN YOU FOUND TWO LADIES DOING IT, YOU JOINED RIGHT IN
I recently had an encounter that took me back thirty years to the drug-addicted summer of nineteen sixty-nine. I was a young single guy who was fresh out of the army after serving a dramatic tour of duty in South Vietnam, and I was desperately trying to slip back into some sort of normal, viable civilian life.
While trying to establish myself, I was living in my aunt's house on the south shore of Long Island. It was a large house, and in the summertime it was always filled with relatives and friends—some semi-permanent, like me, others just visiting. One of the visitors was a beautiful young lady named Daisy, who was a friend of somebody or other, I forget who. We'd been casually introduced and spoken briefly a couple of times, but that was about all the contact we'd had.
With so many people in the house, I was relegated to sleeping on the living room sofa. I was rudely awakened in the middle of one particular night by the ringing of the phone. Cursing up a storm, I rolled off the couch to answer it before it woke up the whole house. The bong on the coffee table still had a huge chunk of opiated hashish in it, and I was still kind of high, even after two hours of dope sleep.
I picked up the phone to hear a female voice asking for Daisy. Restraining the impulse to ask the voice if it knew what damn time it was, I told whoever it was to hang on and stumbled my way down the short hallway leading to the room Daisy was sleeping in. Without knocking (or even thinking about it), I opened the door and barged in.
Two scented candles were burning on a metal stand decorated with the signs of the zodiac. Two women were on the bed. One of them was Daisy and the other was Shelley, the wife of one of my visiting cousins. They were both stark naked, and they were in the middle of an intense, dick-stiffening bout of 69.
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