John began to tighten. His hard body was rippling. He began to spasm. I didn’t think he would ever stop shooting his load. He just kept flexing and pumping. Now she was going to come with him, and my own cock was raging. Again her body convulsed in orgasm.
Now both her arms and her legs were locked around John’s rippling body as he pumped furiously. It was the longest orgasm I knew her to have. She just kept on convulsing. By this time, I had come all over the floor, without touching myself! It was so erotic, I just went off! As their orgasms subsided, John finally pulled out his massive organ. No longer stiff but still very thick, it came to rest on her leg.
I had been so entranced that I had forgotten about the third guy. Frank was behind me, sitting naked in a chair, cock in hand, stroking himself gently. He asked if she was ready for him.
“Is there another?” she said in an almost frantic tone.
“One more,” I said. Buck chimed in, saying Frank was a heavy comer and would love to fuck her too.
She said, “A heavy comer, eh? I can hardly wait.”
Frank got in position. He raised her legs and slid his decent-size cock in her slippery hole. She said, “Pretty messy down there, isn’t it?”
Frank said, “You haven’t seen anything yet.” She just cooed with excitement.
Frank fucked her at a fast pace. After what she had been through, she had no trouble accommodating him, and he was very horny after watching it all. It didn’t take him long to reach the early stages of orgasm.
She said, “I want to feel it. Pull out and shoot on me.”
Frank fucked even faster for a minute, then pulled out and stroked his cock. The head was large and purple. Veins rippled through the shaft as he blasted a thick stream that streaked from her pussy hair up over her tit and shoulder. A short blast left a blob in her pussy hair. He reached down with his other hand and squeezed his balls. Jet after jet of come spewed. Each time I thought he was through, he spurted more. Finally he finished. He must have squirted a dozen times.
My wife seemed to be content and to have had all she wanted as she lay there in postorgasmic haze. I signaled to the men to clean up and prepare to leave. Very professionally, they did just that. As they were dressing, my wife went to the bathroom to clean up. As she came out, she put the blindfold back on, to assure she wouldn’t see the strangers.
She walked carefully to the door and greeted them. To my surprise, she said she wanted to suck them off one last time if they were up to it. Buck and John quickly unzipped and pulled out their cocks. Frank couldn’t “make the show,” but decided to watch. She sat in a chair, pulled Buck and John close and sucked them alternately. In moments both were hard. She couldn’t suck John’s hard-on because of its thickness, so she put her lips round the head and stroked the shaft with her hand.
It wasn’t long before both men were moaning. Buck came first. My wife, who had rarely let me come in her mouth, didn’t bat an eyelash as Buck emptied his load in her. Some slid out around her lips and dribbled onto her fingers. This was very erotic. I think she knew how much I was enjoying it, and played it up for me.
Once she finished Buck, she concentrated on John’s thick member. She had to struggle to make him come. But once she began licking all around the head with her come-covered tongue, he went off like a rocket! She stroked him slowly as he shot—quite a sight. Then she licked her fingers and his cock till they were clean.
My wife thanked the men, then headed back to the bed. I walked them out. In the hall, all three said they had really enjoyed themselves and I was quite lucky. I returned to the room to find my wife in the shower. I waited nervously on the bed watching television until she came out. I wasn’t sure what she would say. She came over and gave me a big hug and a deep kiss. I asked if it was what she had expected. She said it was more. We had sex several more times. I was so aroused, I was able to come each time.
By morning, she had had seven orgasms all told. She has always been multiorgasmic, but never reached seven! We talked about what happened. It was a night neither of us will forget. We want to do it again; we just aren’t sure when.—Name and address withheld
HE FOLLOWED THE NOTE’S INSTRUCTIONS TO THE LETTER. THEY LED TO A WILD NIGHT
The note on the kitchen counter read: “Take a shower. Then come to the Midtown Hotel. Ask the desk clerk for the message that will be waiting for you.”
I knew my wife had some kind of special evening set up, and did as instructed. The new note read: “Sit at the end seat at the bar and wait. You will be approached by someone. Do whatever comes to mind.”
My anticipation had been kicked up a notch. Jeannie and I had fantasized about many things in our fifteen years together. After hot sex she would ask me to tell her my wildest dreams. Our favorites: (1) making it with strangers and (2) having her play the whore in the bar. I didn’t know which this would be, but the thought raced through my mind that we might be about to share ourselves with someone else. I had no idea who I was supposed to meet but was sure I was in for a great night.
I’d sat about ten minutes and nervously downed two drinks when something soft yet firm brushed my back. A sexy voice said, “Hey there, need some company?”
Ah, the bar-whore fantasy!
But when I turned, I was face-to-face with a woman I had never met. I froze.
Was she a real prostitute?
“Mind if I join you?” she said. “I’m Carly. You’re—?”
I stammered out my name. Her look of recognition told me Jeannie had sent me this goddess. Carly was your prototypical California blonde beach girl, showing off her gorgeous hard body in a tight body suit with a low neckline, covered nicely by a silk blouse.
We shared a drink, and the whole time I felt as if I were back in high school, trying to pick up the untouchable class beauty.
Carly either was having a good time too or was being very polite. She laughed at all my jokes and leaned into me more and more as the night wore on. I looked at my watch and realized we had been drinking and flirting for nearly two hours. Instead of coming right out and asking if Jeannie had sent her, possibly breaking the mood, I decided to turn up the charm and see how far this thing might go.
When I asked if she’d like to go someplace else, she said, “I thought you’d never ask.” I paid our tab and went to the front desk while she went to the ladies’ room. When I tried to check in, the clerk said I already had a room and handed me a key!
When we got to the room I expected to find Jeannie. But it was empty. Knowing she had set this up, I decided to go all the way. I pulled Carly to me and went to kiss her. She all but devoured my face—this lady was hot! When we came up for air, she went down for something else. Before I knew it, she had my pants down to my ankles and was vacuuming my raging cock.
I was so stunned, I fell back till I was sitting on the bed. Carly’s lips never let go. While blowing me, she shed her clothes until she was kneeling naked, my cock in her mouth and her hand frantically fingering her pussy. As she slurped at my member, I was startled by a knock on the door and a call of “Room service.”
I pulled Carly up and pointed her toward the bathroom while I pulled up my pants and went to the door. The room-service guy went past me, put a tray of champagne and strawberries (nice touch, Jeannie!) on the table and asked if there’d be anything else. Before I could answer, Carly burst out of the bathroom and said, “Yeah, honey, how about some of what you’ve got?”
She walked across the room, dropped to her knees and gave the guy some of what she was giving me moments earlier. I stood dumbfounded, but not for long. She got up, got on the bed on her back with her head hanging over the side and pulled the guy back to her mouth. She swallowed his cock whole, stopping just long enough to tell me, “Get over here and fuck me.”
Who am I to argue with a naked lady? I pulled off my clothes and climbed aboard. I slid in her well-lubricated slit with no thought of any preliminaries. She moaned as my balls pushed against her ass. As I pounded away, she drew
my head to her tits, which I eagerly licked and sucked. She directed me from one breast to the other, while still attending to our guest’s cock.
After a few minutes of this she guided my head toward her face and pulled the cock out of her mouth long enough to say, “Work on my ears, it drives me absolutely nuts.” I tried my best, but it was kind of crowded there. The guy’s legs bounced off my head as he fucked her throat. She had one hand on his ass and one on the back of my head directing traffic.
Suddenly she pushed the guy out of her mouth, swiveled my head to her and gave me a big-time kiss, nearly sucking the tongue out of my head. When we came up for air, she held my head and pulled the guy’s cock toward my face. Instinctively I opened up, and she directed him right in. I had never touched another guy’s cock, and here I was with one in my mouth! This new sensation had me so excited, I blew my load.
The guy didn’t care who sucked him. He was almost ready to blow, and resumed his fucking motion. As I sucked a guy off for the first time, I tried not to gag as he loaded more and more of his fuckstick in my face. After about ten strokes, I learned to breathe when he pulled out and to relax my throat muscles. A few more strokes, and my nose was mashed up against him.
He kept fucking my face while Carly ducked underneath and tongued his balls. He cried out and with one hard thrust buried himself down my throat. His member swelled, twitched, then burst in my mouth. I struggled to swallow his load. He came for ages. Carly licked the corners of my mouth for whatever leaked out.
Eventually he stopped coming, but I was reluctant to let him go. He pulled away. There was a loud smack as his deflated cock escaped from my lips.
As he backed away, I was startled to see Jeannie by the door with a big grin on her face. “Wow! That was better than anything I could have imagined!” she said. “You can’t believe how turned on I am watching you suck another guy off.”
She shed her clothes as she climbed up on the bed with us. She introduced herself to the delivery guy (his name turned out to be Howie) and asked if he could stick around. He said he was the only one on duty but would come back after his shift if that was okay.
“We’ll leave the light on for you,” Jeannie said.
As Howie pulled up his pants and headed for the door, Jeannie lay down on the bed and begged to be eaten out. Carly was quicker than I was, and dove in. An ecstatic Jeannie pushed her head firmly into her pussy. I took the opportunity to hand the room key to Howie and said to let himself in when he came back.
I headed for the shower to freshen up. When I got back, Jeannie and Carly were in a 69 with Carly on top. This got me instantly hard again. I climbed on the bed, knelt over Jeannie’s head and inserted my cock in Carly’s pussy. Jeannie reached back and grabbed my ass as I started to pump into Carly. I felt her tongue on my balls. Then she slid farther down and tongued my ass, a first for us.
I pumped deep into Carly for ten or fifteen minutes, until she pulled off me, saying she was thirsty and wanted champagne. This left my dripping cock waving in the air, until Jeannie reached up and pulled me deep in her mouth. She got me in a fucking motion by pushing and pulling on my ass. It wasn’t long before I shouted and flooded her mouth. She didn’t miss a drop, then licked me clean.
She rolled over, looked at me with the sexiest smile you can imagine and said, “I hope you can get it up again soon. You two have gotten me so horny! I need to be fucked right now.”
As luck would have it, just then Howie walked in, eager to oblige! He stripped and jumped on Jeannie, burying his cock in one thrust. As he pounded away, he looked toward Carly and me and said, “I hope you don’t mind, but I invited a few coworkers. If it’s not okay, just lock the door. I told them if it’s open just to walk in.”
I looked at Jeannie and Carly. Their grins said it was fine by them. The idea of a full-fledged orgy made my cock stiff again. Howie said, “I can’t believe I’m saying it, but bring that over here so I can repay you for earlier.”
I climbed on the bed and knelt behind Jeannie’s head, holding out my dick so that Howie could have a taste. He slurped me in his mouth and bobbed his head quickly on my cock. At the same time Jeannie started to lick and suck on my balls, driving me completely nuts.
While we three went at it, Carly took a seat and started to play with herself. She held up her glass in a toast, saying, “You guys look so hot, I think I’m going to come just watching. Hurry, I need a big cock to fuck me again. I hope Howie’s friends show up soon.”
It was another five minutes before the door opened and three people walked in. Greg, Tony and Sally were all in their twenties and all attractive. After introducing themselves, they headed for the bed. Carly, true to her word, got on the floor and presented herself doggie-style, begging Tony to fuck her quick. Greg got in front of her and fed her his dick.
Sally came over, pulled me away from Howie and said, “Hold on, boys, I want some of that.” She lay down on the bed, pulled me on top of her and guided my cock, slick with Howie’s saliva, in her pussy.
We went at it for the rest of the night, in uncountable variations. I couldn’t believe I stayed hard as long as I did, but the excitement of all that naked flesh and wanton sex kept me up. The women were insatiable. There hardly seemed a moment when each didn’t have at least one hole plugged with a cock or a tongue.
Having gotten a taste for cock, I enjoyed it. I shared either Greg, Tony or Howie’s with one of the girls. I swallowed a few loads, either directly or from the girls’ mouths. Each guy’s come tasted different, which surprised me. I enjoyed all of it.
Early the next morning I found myself one-on-one with my beautiful wife Jeannie. As I fucked her slowly, we looked in each other’s eyes and professed our love. She said this had turned out way better than she had hoped. She had only arranged for Carly and us to be together. When she came in and found Howie fucking my face, she just went along. He and his buddies were a wholly unplanned bonus.
We’re planning for the six of us, and maybe more, to get together regularly.—D.S., Scranton, Pennsylvania
AT THE BACHELOR PARTY, HE WAS AFRAID HE’D RUN INTO ONE SURPRISE TOO MANY
My girlfriend found out I was going to my friend Ross’s bachelor party Friday night, and was upset that it was at a strip club. Anne kept bugging me about which club and when it was supposed to start, so finally I told her, sure she would show up and make a scene.
My friends and I arrived early to get a good table for the five of us. Onstage a topless woman sucked on the nipples of a woman who was paying her to do it. I loved this place! We drank to loosen up, and must’ve gotten kind of rowdy. A dancer came up and asked who was getting married.
“Hi, I’m Glen,” I said, “and my friend Ross here is the groom. What’s your name?”
“I’m Holly,” she said with a sexy smile. “And I can take care of all your needs!”
I bet you can, I thought, smiling and looking her over. She was five-six, with C-cup breasts, curvy hips and no visible fat. I loved her black hair, which came almost to her waist. I had her arrange a surprise for Ross. She got him onstage, sat him in a chair and had three women rub their tits in his face!
We drank for a few hours and talked to several dancers. Finally the other guys had to leave. Just Ross and myself were left. Holly took me aside and whispered, “I was waiting for your friends to leave. I want you two to come to my hotel room.”
I was surprised as well as aroused, and said yes without hesitating. Holly gave me the hotel key card and said she’d meet us there. I told Ross I had a surprise, then had to all but drag him out of the club. He protested that he was just getting one of the dancers “loosened up.” I assured him my surprise would be way better.
In the room, we found Holly waiting on the bed. She announced she wanted to suck both our cocks. Ross smiled and said, “You must be reading my mind!” He went over and kissed her as she undid his pants. I sat and massaged her shoulders as she stroked his cock. It was hard and ready.
“I want bot
h of you,” she repeated. “Glen, take your cock out and bring it here.”
I didn’t want to disappoint the lady, so I undressed and stroked myself to erection as I moved in front of her. She stroked a cock with each hand, and Ross and I diddled her nipples. Then she took turns sucking us expertly. When we started to moan, she broke off, urging us not to come. She said she wanted us to fuck her at the same time. I just about came thinking about that.
I held back with all my might. After several minutes, Holly pushed me down on the bed and straddled my hips. I pulled her ass cheeks up to my face to taste her naked pussy. The strip club was topless only, so this was my first view of her pussy lips and clit. She tasted as good as she looked. She eased her pussy on my dick. Her hot opening around my dick felt so intense, I held still so as not to come.
Ross moved around so Holly could suck his cock while fucking me. She squeezed his balls as she took him in as deep as she could. I slid my cock in and out, watching as she gave Ross the best blowjob I had ever seen. Then he moved behind her and lubed her asshole. As I slid my rod in and out of her, I felt Ross’s cock push in her back door. The cock in her ass made her pussy tighter and hotter. As he slid in and out of her rear, it felt like I was getting massaged as I fucked.
Holly and I kissed passionately as Ross picked up speed. Soon she was gasping and moaning and had an orgasm. It didn’t take long for Ross to shoot in her butt. His jism ran down my aching balls. Then I blew my load. Holly collapsed on me, and we kissed again.
Just as Ross pulled away, Anne burst in, saying, “What the hell are you doing?” I was at a loss for words. How the hell did she find us? My cock was still inside Holly, with my come dripping out.
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