After the meal there was dancing, and he even asked me to dance. I had a nice time. Toward the end of the night he had become drunk, and I offered him a ride home. When we got to his place, I helped him inside. I went to his kitchen to get him some coffee, and when I returned, he was slumped over the bed.
I helped him undress until he was down to his boxers. I noticed he had a very nice body and took care of himself well. As I bent over to pull the blanket over him, I felt his hand on my upper thigh, gently stroking me. I didn’t say anything because I thought he was drunk and didn’t realize what he was doing, plus it felt good. My husband hardly ever pays attention to me.
His hand worked under my blue skirt to the top of my stockings, and he felt the skin between the top of my stockings and my panties. I let his hand travel to my panty crotch and rub me through my panties. Next his hand was sliding my panties slowly down my hips and down my legs until they fell to the floor. His hand moved between my thighs and explored my soft mound, tracing his fingertips lightly around the lips of my pussy.
This was going too far, I thought, and I grabbed his wrist. But his fingers remained there, stroking me, until the lips of my pussy became soaked and began to splay open, as if welcoming him. I couldn’t believe I was doing this—letting a man half my age feel me up with my husband sleeping at home.
I knew I was enjoying it as I felt a probing finger start to slowly penetrate my pussy. As his fingers slid in and he began to finger-fuck me, my pussy made embarrassing noises. Then another finger was stroking my clit, and I squirmed and moaned in pleasure, even though I knew this was wrong.
“Oh, it’s so nice,” I said, pushing my pussy onto his hand. “You’re going to make me come.”
He smiled at me and said, “Good! Why not?”
I shuddered and gasped as, with my legs apart, he probed my pussy. A surge swept over my belly. I shook and cried out loud.
He reached up with his free hand and fondled one of my dangling breasts. I opened my blouse and let him see my mammoth tits overflowing from my bra. I had this sudden desire to let him see all of me, so I took off my blouse and bra and pulled off my skirt. I was now wearing only my stockings and garters.
He began feasting on my breasts. As he sucked them, I slid his boxers down so his hard prick stood straight up. I reached down and took hold of it, stroking slowly. Then I leaned over and took it in my mouth as far as I could, and he went back to fingering me and rubbing my thighs and round ass. I tasted his salty precome and savored his musky scent and hardness throbbing in my mouth.
I got back up, climbed on the bed and straddled his prone figure. I lowered myself with him holding his cock upright, and I sank right onto him. I took his full length deep inside me. It felt so good moving up and down on his cock.
He reached for my ass and gripped my cheeks as I rode him. I offered my breasts to him to suck, and he eagerly accepted. He sucked and nibbled on my nipples like there was no tomorrow. Suddenly he gripped me and held me steady. I felt him shoot his come deep inside me. I had a powerful climax, too.
We collapsed, with me on top of him, and lay still for several minutes. Then he rolled me over and caught me by my hips, and drew me to the bottom of the bed until my legs were hanging over the edge with him between them. The head of his cock nudged my pussy, and I reached down to guide him into me. He pushed, and I reared my ass as his hard cock slid in.
I was obviously well-lubricated, and he fit real snug. I urged him to fuck me hard, and he did, making me gasp with each lunge. We went on for about twenty minutes before he gasped and came inside me again. It was so good and fulfilling. After we lay there awhile, I dressed and went home, with my pussy full of come.
I didn’t think I’d see him again, until I went shopping this week and guess who I ran into at the supermarket! We started talking, and he went to the checkout line behind me and followed me to my car. He was talking to me about the night of the wedding when he reached down and put his hand under the hem of my sundress. He started to run it under my dress right there in public. He started to rub me, and I got so turned on that we got in my car and drove somewhere secluded and fucked in the backseat.
I’ve fucked him the last three days in a row, and it’s great. That’s one wedding I was glad I went to alone.
—C.F., Springfield, Missouri
She Knew Her Coworker So Well, It Was Natural When They Took the Next Step
Starting a new job is never easy, so it was nice to meet a coworker who was incredibly friendly. Besides friendly conversation, Eric seems to have a smile for everyone.
I don’t even remember what finally led us to the topic of sex, considering that for the prior three years it was only friendly conversation. I do know that once we did, it wasn’t long before cell numbers were exchanged and “cell sex” became common between us. More than once these sessions have left me dripping wet.
Now it’s worse, knowing how his eight-inch, deliciously thick and hard cock feels plowing away inside, filling me. I’ve always loved the feeling of being stuffed full. Eric definitely has no problem in this department.
Eric is uninhibited and self-assured. In our conversations he speaks often of threesomes, sloppy seconds, anal sex, and voyeurism. All of which only fuels my insatiable appetite for him even more. He creates an atmosphere where I feel free to explore and express a side of my sexuality that I haven’t been allowed to express in some time.
For nine years I’ve been married to someone fairly conservative, with sexual problems. I never actively went looking for sex. On the other hand, given the right situation and person, I could not stop myself from temptation either. My husband’s failure to deal with his sexual problems the past five years has left me with an insatiable need to be fucked good, hard, and often.
Luck was in my favor when our company switched a couple of employees to nights, because Eric was one of them. We met several times at work, creating some memorable moments on company property. But as satisfying as these moments were, they didn’t compare with the intense orgasm he unleashed while my husband was at work.
Standing in the bedroom where my husband had been just hours before, Eric and I began to kiss. We caressed each other as we peeled each other’s clothes off layer by layer.
Completely naked, Eric lay on his back across the bed. “Take off your top, and I’ll let you decide what you want to do,” he said.
Instinctively I smiled at the sight of him sprawled on the bed wearing nothing but a wicked grin, sporting such a deliciously long, thick, hard cock. At that time only one thing came to mind: the need to feel him deep inside me. Crawling on top of him rodeo-style without hesitation, I impaled all eight inches with my aching wet pussy. What an unbelievable feeling to have his cock buried so deep.
Grinding away, I felt an intense orgasm start to build. Eric must have felt it, too. He pulled me to his face and, locking his arms around my thighs, brought me to climax. My clit became so sensitive, I needed to break his hold. Reluctantly, he let go, and I moved to a kneeling position.
He held my hips and entered me from behind with long, deliberate, teasing strokes. If I thought riding Eric was heaven, it paled in comparison with this. Until that moment, I really thought the G-spot was a myth. It’s not. This was by far the most intense pleasure I’d ever felt.
Using every possible muscle to grab hold, I thrust back to draw Eric’s big dick deeper in my cunt. He picked up the pace, and the feeling building deep in me was unimaginable. Shortly before he came I had my most intense orgasm ever. This only heightened the sensation of his throbbing cock filling my pussy with luscious cream.
Eric cleaned up and dressed, and I pulled on a robe. Walking him to the door, I felt his cream run down the inside of my thigh. That made me smile as I thankfully gave him a hug and kiss good-bye.
After he left, I decided to take a relaxing hot bath. However, before getting into the tub I helped myself to a delicious sample of cream. My guess was right—definitely a delectable snack.
> Eric told me of a close friend whom he would like to have a threesome with. The idea is completely appealing; maybe we could fulfill my desire for a protein shake at the same time.
I’ll always be thankful to Eric for giving me back a part of myself that was lost. Even when our escapades end, we’ll remain friends, with some memorable memories.
—L.R., Waco, Texas
They Had Been to Swingers’ Parties Before, But This Time They Really Got Carried Away
It took Lonnie and me nearly an hour to find the three-story house, nestled in the hills surrounding the city, in which we had been told the swingers’ party was to take place. When the door opened and a scantily clad blonde with a very deep cleavage welcomed us in, I knew the search had been worth it. I could barely concentrate long enough to pay the entrance fee, what with all the hot-looking couples squeezing past us in the narrow corridor.
We stashed our stuff in a locker and started to look around. It was about eleven o’clock, and the party was in full swing, so to speak. There was a living room on the first floor, filled with people in all modes of dress, mostly drinking and chatting. There was a room with a dance floor and a buffet, but it was the rooms at the back of the house that interested me most.
One room contained a hot tub, and it was packed with naked bodies, in and out of the water. Laughter and conversation, mixed with moans of satisfaction, amplified by the humidity, wafted into the hall. From there we went downstairs, where there were several large rooms full of naked couples engaged in all sorts of erotic activity. We stood outside one room and watched a hot little Hispanic woman suck a nice thick Hispanic cock—it may have been her husband’s, but who knows—while another guy licked her cunt like there was no tomorrow. Another woman was sucking this guy’s balls and stroking his cock. She seemed to be getting off on performing for the people watching as she pumped away at his dick with one hand and diddled her pussy with the other. Almost unconsciously I reached under Lonnie’s short leather skirt—she had not bothered with panties—and began working my fingers over her love button. In return, she pulled out my cock, holding it up and stroking it in full view of anyone who cared to look.
Before we could continue our tour, Lonnie said she was ready for the hot tub. Well, I wasn’t about to say no to that, so off we went. We had to squeeze into the very crowded room. At first I wished we had more space, but as we undressed, with all kinds of naked body parts brushing up against us, I began to truly appreciate the situation. I can’t tell you how much fun it is to be in a room full of touchy-feely naked people.
The tub was also packed with naked bodies, but as we approached, an attractive woman with large floating breasts made room for us, and a couple of guys enthusiastically helped Lonnie to climb in. I decided then and there that we were never going home again. The sexy lady with the floating boobs said her name was Peggy, and introduced her husband Al. Peggy and Al were both very attractive and a lot of fun to talk to. At one point Peggy said it was so crowded she couldn’t help pressing up against me, and she hoped I didn’t mind. As she said this she put her hand on my thigh. I expected her to move it away, but instead she just kept squeezing and stroking my leg as we continued our conversation, slowly getting closer and closer to my cock.
Al had moved over next to Lonnie. He was sitting on the edge of the tub, and with Lonnie sitting down in the steaming water, her eyes were at a level with his hardening six-inch prick. When Al saw Lonnie looking at that now almost stiff cock, he moved a bit so that it was only inches from her face. As we talked, Lonnie kept staring at his throbbing tool, and meanwhile Peggy’s hand was lightly brushing the very tip of my cock. Feeling very aroused, I moved up to sit on the edge next to Al, and when Lonnie turned her head my swiftly stiffening cock slid into her mouth. Peggy moved up next to me and put her arm around my waist as she intently watched my wife slowly lick and suck my cock from the base to the tip.
Al now slid off the edge of the tub and moved behind Lonnie, reaching around to caress her big boobs while he rubbed his stiff prick against her butt. I felt Peggy’s hair brushing my cheek, but her eyes stayed locked onto Lonnie as she sucked me off. I reached out and lifted one of Peggy’s boobs, feeling the weight of it, and my cock throbbed. Lonnie must have felt the sudden spasm between her lips, for she looked up just in time to see me tickle Peggy’s nipple with the tip of my tongue. Peggy moaned softly in my ear.
Just then I saw Lonnie’s eyes widen and her pace on my cock quickened as Al slid his fingers into her tight little pussy. I was now taking turns with Peggy’s tits, moving back and forth to suck first one, then the other. At the same time I slid my hand down to her clean-shaven pussy as she continued to press herself against me, moaning in my ear while still watching Lonnie suck me off.
I heard the sound of loud moaning and looked up to see a slender but curvy blonde riding a tall black man on the other side of the tub. She was practically screaming with orgasmic pleasure and splashing water all over the place. Watching her come was far more exciting than any porn film I’d ever seen. When she finished coming, I gazed in awe as she climbed off of what looked like at least ten thick inches of black cock. Now I knew why she’d been so expressive!
The four of us had been distracted from what we were doing by the performance of the loud blonde, and Al now suggested that we hook up later in one of the orgy rooms. We got out of the tub and dried off. Lonnie put her leather skirt and high heels back on, but left her boobs out for everyone to enjoy. I love it when she gets slutty!
Needless to say, my wife got a lot of interested looks from the people we passed as we made our way back to the orgy rooms. The one we chose had about four king-size mattresses on the floor, covered with clean sheets. The light was dim, but not dim enough to conceal the action. The first thing I saw was a woman lying with two guys. She was sucking one cock and rapidly stroking the other. Both of the guys looked happy, and no wonder.
On another mattress a very large woman was lying on her back, her massive boobs flopping all over as a large, muscular black man fucked her wildly. Lonnie lay down right next to this couple, and I quickly joined her. In a minute my wife had yanked up her skirt and pulled my head down between her legs. Teasingly, I licked each of her pussy lips, avoiding her opening and her clit, until she screamed out for me to quit fooling around and get to work tongue-fucking her pussy. I licked up and down her cunt lips once more, and then shoved my tongue inside. She was super-wet and tasted delicious, as always. As I continued to eat her out, the large woman being fucked by the black man reached over and began stroking Lonnie’s nipples. I raised my head to watch, exposing my wife’s glistening pussy, and before I could start licking her again, the black guy stuck two fingers into her cunt! For some reason that sent the big lady over the edge. As she screamed in ecstasy I moved up and stuck my throbbing cock into Lonnie’s mouth. Her legs were spread wide as the guy finger-fucked her, and she moaned around my dick. Looking around, I saw that most of the people in the room were now watching us. Lonnie loves to suck my cock in front of people, and always puts on a performance that would shame most porn stars. I guess being finger-fucked at the same time made it even better, because she really gave the audience a show, licking me like a lollipop, sucking my balls with my cock lying across her face, and holding up my hard eight inches for everyone to admire.
Most of the time when we’d gone to swinger parties in the past, we’d played around with other couples but only had intercourse with each other. But this time Lonnie was so carried away with the show she was putting on that she made no objection when the black guy slid off the large woman and onto her, quickly sliding his big hard prick into her super-slick pussy. He started fucking her with slow, even strokes that matched the rhythm with which I was fucking her mouth. But when he heard her start to moan louder around my cock he picked up his pace, until he was pounding into her with all his might. Her body was bouncing so hard that I could barely keep my cock in her mouth, and Lonnie was loving it. We gave it to her from both
ends for a good ten minutes, until her whole body started to tremble in orgasm. My cock slipped out of her mouth when she screamed and came, arching her body as if to take in still more of the black guy’s sizeable dick.
As she finished coming the black man pulled out of her and moved up to her head. Without hesitation she turned to him and took his still-hard cock in her mouth. She proceeded to put on quite a show, sucking both our cocks in turn in front of the growing crowd of swingers. She licked and slurped us both, sucking one cock while rubbing the other one over her face. Then one of the men who had been watching knelt between Lonnie’s legs and started licking her cunt. Immediately Lonnie’s pace picked up, and her licking and sucking became more intense. At one point she pressed our cocks together and tried to stuff both of them into her mouth; but they were just too big to fit, so she resumed switching back and forth between them. Then all at once her body stiffened again, and she cried out with her second orgasm. The guy between her legs moved up and stuck his cock into her and started giving it to her with lots of grunts and dirty talk. I had never been so turned on in all my life!
Our black friend must have liked it, too, for he pulled out of Lonnie’s mouth and shot a thick spurt of come across her face, some of it landing on my cock. Lonnie turned to suck me as he went on coming, and his sperm made her mouth so slick and slippery on my dick that I lost all control and shot right down her throat. Lonnie swallowed as much of it as she could, although some of it spilled out of her mouth and ran down her chin.
This was about all the guy fucking her could handle, and he pulled himself out of her and shot several spurts of his own over her pussy and her hips, while the watching crowd erupted into cheers and applause.
A few minutes later Al and Peggy showed up, expecting to take up where we’d left off in the hot tub. But by then even Lonnie had had enough, so we promised them we would be back next week.
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