Oh my Lord, did that feel incredible! My dick had been hard for most of the last four hours, and now being encased in Sally’s warm, wet, satisfied cunt was almost more than I could stand. I could feel the come boiling inside my balls, ready to erupt. I thrust deep, but slowly, again and again, pausing occasionally to pull back from the edge, not wanting to come yet.
My legs were about ready to give out, so I pushed Sally up on the bed where she could lie flat and spread her legs wide. I hope I die if I ever tire of watching my cock disappear into my wife’s beautiful pussy. It’s especially sexy when she keeps it trimmed nice and close, as it was now. I love watching the lips of her creamy pussy envelop my penis. Several times I had to force myself to stop fucking her to keep from coming, and finally I pulled out.
There was only one more thing that could make it any better. I had to have my cock in her mouth. I wanted to come deep inside her wet love canal, but I also badly needed to see and feel my dick between her lips as they slid over the bulging head and down the length of my shaft. Man, there’s something that really turns me on about Sally sucking my dick after I’ve had it in her. Nothing feels sexier or more erotic. I’d love to switch places with her sometime, just so she could feel what it’s like.
I straddled her chest, my knees in her armpits, and pressed my meat to her face. “Suck me, baby,” I pleaded. “Put my cock in your mouth and play with my balls.” She didn’t hesitate. She swallowed the head of my slippery cock as though she’d been waiting for it all night. It was almost too perfect to believe. What a great lover my wife is!
Just when I couldn’t have imagined being any more turned on, Sally slipped a finger into her well-lubricated crotch, then pulled it out and shoved it into my ass. Oh my stars, what a sensation! It was just the trigger to set me off. I hadn’t intended to shoot in her mouth; I really wanted to come in her pussy, and then lick her out so I could taste the mingling of our sex potions. But it was too late.
She was ready for it though, and she held on to the base of my cock while it spasmed and jerked. My wife doesn’t always keep my prick in her mouth when I come, but tonight it was a colossal way to end one of the most stellar nights of lovemaking we’d ever enjoyed together. Burst after burst of warm, milky-white come shot into her mouth. She pulled my cock out just in time to take the last few spurts on her lips and cheeks. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at me. “How did you like that, honeybunch? Pretty damned nice way to top off the evening, don’t you think?”
“Sally, I love you.” I kissed her, tasting the come that lingered on her lips and in her mouth. I held her close. “Where are you going to come and meet me next time, sweetheart?”
We slept soundly, and the next morning after breakfast she was off to the airport for the flight home. My trip wasn’t over yet, and wouldn’t be for another few days. That evening as I unpacked my bag in my room, I found her panties and a note. She must have slipped them into my luggage while I was in the shower that morning. The note said:
“I know you love my panties off me as much as on me. I hope you have fun with these until you get home, and then we can make a mess of another pair of your favorites. I love you. Sally.”
And sure enough, the first night I was back home she greeted me in another wonderful set of lingerie. No hotel I have ever stayed at gives me anything like the thrill of coming home to my wonderful sexy wife.—G.C., New York, New York
A WEEKEND AT A SECLUDED COUNTRY CABIN IS A ROMANTIC DREAM COME TRUE
It was a Friday afternoon when I got a call from Mac. He said he suddenly had the weekend free, and told me to pack a suitcase. He wouldn’t tell me where we were going, but I didn’t really care.
Not knowing our destination, I packed for both warm and cool weather. I grabbed a couple of sexy nighties (knowing that if I put one on, it wouldn’t stay on too long), a couple of toys, a few candles and a can of whipped cream.
Mac arrived at my place right on time. He kissed me, then asked me if I was ready for one sex-filled weekend in a place where nobody could find us. I was very excited, since our time together is usually brief and fleeting.
We jumped into his truck and off we went. After driving for a while, he stopped the truck and put a blindfold on me, kissing me and saying that he wanted to surprise me. After a very long and bumpy ride, the truck stopped. I started to take off my blindfold, but he stopped me, taking my hand and leading me to just the right spot. After a kiss he removed the blindfold and handed me one long-stemmed pink rose. We were now standing in front of a cabin on the side of a mountain, surrounded by nothing but nature. Just Mac and me and the great outdoors!
Inside the cabin it was peaceful and private and welcoming. We went through and out the back, where we had the most beautiful view of the countryside. On the deck there was a hot tub and a day bed.
Back inside, Mac suggested I slip into something a little more comfortable. When I came out in my see-through lace baby doll top and thong panties, he had candles burning on the table, and a chilled bottle of champagne. He looked at me speechlessly, obviously liking what he saw. He poured us some champagne, and we began kissing. As we continued, our clothes disappeared as if by magic. He poured a little champagne on my breasts and slowly sucked it off. I then grabbed the whipped cream and tried to squirt some on his cock, but he ran out onto the deck. I followed him, and we ended up hugging and kissing on the day bed.
Birds were singing as I moved down on the bed to his cock and covered it with the cream, then slowly and sensuously sucked it off. When he was about to come I stopped, not wanting this to be over just yet. Mac laid me down and started licking every square inch of my body. He then placed his muscular body on top of me and inserted his hard, swollen dick into my wet cunt. Very slowly and intensely he began making love to me.
As I cried out my climax, he thrust his body against mine one last time and held it there, smiling as he came.
Just Mac and me and the great outdoors!—R.G., Portland, Oregon
Someone’s Watching
AROUND THE BEACH, YOU NEVER KNOW WHO MIGHT BE WATCHING—OR DO YOU?
Watching the waves and sitting on the beach, soaking up the sunshine with her, I couldn’t help but recall that Sophie and I hadn’t made love the whole time we had been in Baja California. Five days! I knew she would be ready too.
I asked her if she wanted to take a walk along the beach, and she agreed. She’s five feet six and has a mighty attractive figure for a forty-six-year-old mother of two, and her blonde hair and blue eyes shone in the Baja sun. We told the kids and the friends we were traveling with that we’d be back shortly, gave them money for ice cream, then walked hand in hand up the beach.
On a more secluded stretch we came upon a really attractive young couple. Most surprisingly, the twenty-something girl was topless. As we walked past, I caught a glimpse of her breasts. Later, when we passed the young couple again on the return walk, I watched closely for a reaction from Sophie. There didn’t seem to be one!
Still hand in hand, we returned to our party, and I whispered to Sophie that we should make love soon. She smiled and agreed. I suggested we meet in a few minutes in the condo where we were staying, on the third floor facing the beach. A quick kiss on the lips and the twinkle in her eyes told me she was excited. I slipped away with eager anticipation, leaving her with our friends and the kids.
In the condo, I headed for the little balcony overlooking the beach, where I arranged the simple furnishings—two chairs and a table—so we could enjoy the view of the dozens of tanning bodies below us. I poured a glass of wine for Sophie and set it on the table. Then I waited. Glancing out over the beach, which seemed so near, I felt as if I could touch it, I noticed the good-looking young couple. The girl really was beautiful. Her small breasts reminded me of Sophie’s, with sexy upturned nipples that just begged to be sucked.
Finally, after about fifteen minutes, Sophie joined me on the balcony, still in her swimwear. She smiled and started on her glass of wine. We made small talk.
I wanted this to be a moment we would remember, and hopefully cherish. As I was still in my wet trunks, I kissed her and said I’d be right back. In the bedroom I put on a comfortable pair of baggy shorts that I usually sleep in.
When I returned to the balcony, Sophie had her back to me. She was enjoying her wine and the beach view below. I walked up behind her and started to rub her shoulders. Not a word was spoken. She just continued drinking her wine. But she was obviously enjoying what my hands were doing to her shoulders. She kept sipping her wine. I slipped my fingers under the straps of her bikini top, and let them fall as I continued massaging her. She relaxed more, leaning back against me while stretching her firm legs. She had acquired quite a tan in those five days. I felt stirrings in my shorts.
I traced a line with my left hand from her shoulder along her neck. She moaned slightly and turned her head toward my fingers as they worked their magic. Two fingers brushed the lobe of her ear. Meanwhile my other hand was working its way slowly along her bikini top. I could see from above her that her nipples were hardening through the thin bikini material. My cock was hardening too, not least from the thought that all these people on the beach could see everything we were doing if they happened to look our way.
I felt wetness on my fingers and looked down. Sophie was licking them greedily. Soon the licking turned to sucking. I offered my middle finger to her ready lips. She sucked it in deep, then turned her eyes toward mine. As she did, I slipped my free hand under her bikini top and brushed her hard nipple. We continued our play on the balcony, at the same time continuing to observe the beach. That’s when I saw the good-looking young couple lying on their stomachs—facing us! Even though they were wearing sunglasses, it was obvious that they were enjoying our little show. I was pretty sure Sophie saw them too, but she made no effort to slow her sucking of my fingers. In fact, she started licking them in between sucks, further exciting us both.
My hand retreated from Sophie’s nipple, but only for a second. She continued sucking my finger. Still watching the couple below, I slipped a few fingers under the top of her bikini and started working it down. Her tan lines were showing now, and the young couple sat up, making no effort to hide the fact that they were watching us.
By now there was no question that Sophie was watching them too. I figured it was now or never. I pulled the material of her bikini top down, slowly but surely exposing her hard nipples. She moaned as I withdrew my fingers from her expert sucking and promptly applied those wet fingers as well to the job I was doing on her breasts. I rolled the nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. By now the top was completely down, exposing her perky breasts for all to see. I looked at her outstretched legs. My eyes traveled up her thighs until they came to rest on the wet spot on her bikini bottom.
I wanted to taste her. Knowing how much she likes her sweet pussy sucked, I was confident it would not be long until I could savor her juices. She was really enjoying my manipulation of her breasts, and when she looked at me the way she did, I knew we had more pleasure ahead to share. Without a word, we moved inside from the balcony to the bedroom, where the windows were wide open, with the same beautiful view of the beach and all those bodies below us.
Sophie lay back on the bed, and I admired her body. Her golden hair framed the smile on her face. I eased her back on the bed, with her legs bent at the knees and dangling over the edge. I smiled back at her and eased the bikini bottom down her hips, exposing the wetness of her blonde pussy. I spread her legs slightly, knelt in front of her and kissed the insides of her thighs, savoring the taste of her smooth skin.
My hands roamed back up to Sophie’s nipples, which were still firm from the attention they had received from my hands on the balcony. I kissed upward on her thigh until her beautiful pussy lips were just inches from my face. She guided my head toward her wetness, and one of her fingers slid lazily through the blonde hairs and parted the pink lips, making way for my tongue. My hands wrapped around her butt cheeks as I lowered my tongue. I was shaking with anticipation, and when the tip of my tongue tasted her lips, I sighed a happy sigh. Juices oozed out onto my tongue as I inserted it under her parted lips.
My thumbs helped pull Sophie open, and I stuck my tongue in farther. Both of her hands were now on the back of my head, pulling me in deeper. Sucking slowly and deliberately, I took her succulent lips in my mouth one at a time and sucked them slowly while my tongue slid effortlessly into her dampness. She tasted so good! She raised her feet to the bed to give my tongue better access to her pussy, and spread her knees wider. My tongue was now buried deep between her folds.
I felt the hard nub of her clit against my upper lip. I took her clit between my lips, and she moaned. She had a hand on each of her hard nipples, and I watched as she twisted and turned them. I took her hard clit between my lips and sucked on it. Between sucks, I licked slowly from the bottom of her lips to the top of her clit. After a few minutes of this, she was getting closer to coming. She moved her hands inside her thighs as I tongue-fucked her.
I looked in her eyes while my tongue was between her pussy lips. She pulled herself open and started rubbing her clit with her left hand.
“Come for me, baby,” I said.
In reply, she rubbed harder.
“Come in my mouth,” I said. My tongue was resting between her lips. “Let me taste your come.”
She rubbed still harder. I held my tongue just between her lips and slipped my thumbs inside her pussy, stretching it. I felt the convulsions of the first wave of orgasm coming over her. Not wanting to miss a drop, I stuck my tongue deep in her pussy as my mouth sucked her engorged clit hard. Her sweet cream flooded my mouth. Her moaning heightened the sensation.
In the throes of orgasm she said, “Suck my pussy, Tom. Suck the juices we made. Mmm, yes, eat all my come.”
By the time her orgasm subsided, I had her sweet, sticky juices running down my chin. How wonderful she tasted! Now she sat up and motioned me to lie back on the bed.
“I want to watch you now,” she said.
“Watch me?” I said innocently.
“I want to watch you come,” she blurted out.
I slid my hand in my shorts. Sophie sat nude at my side. She reached out and touched my hardening nipple. But her gaze never left my crotch.
I was stroking my cock inside my shorts when I happened to glance in the huge mirror opposite the bed and noticed that there was movement on the balcony next to ours. It was the good-looking young couple we had first seen on the beach, who had then watched us while we were on the balcony! The guy was standing behind the girl, who was still topless.
As Sophie lowered her head to lick one of my hardened nipples, in the mirror I saw the guy reach around the girl to hold her breasts. My cock hardened as Sophie took it in her hands. She looked at me wickedly, and we positioned ourselves in a 69 with her on top. Looking once again at her dripping pussy, I moaned loudly as she lowered her head and wrapped her lips around my swollen cockhead.
She was looking straight in the mirror as she received my tongue between the folds of her pussy, and she was watching the neighbor couple on their balcony as she slid her tongue up and down my cock. She sucked faster, and I felt an orgasm stirring. Suddenly she stopped and placed my hands on my hard-on. I knew what this meant. She wanted to watch my come spurting. This was one of her favorites.
“Come for me, baby,” Sophie said, sitting at my side. “Come for all of us.”
She had seen the couple also. In the mirror we saw the guy’s hand between the girl’s legs, pulling her bikini bottom to the side and fingering her wet pussy.
“Stroke that cock, Tom,” she said, once again rubbing her clit. I was more than happy to oblige, and as I stroked, I alternated glances from the mirror to Sophie’s fingering of her wetness. She put two fingers in deep, while her thumb rubbed her clit hard. She lost all inhibitions as the couple next door enjoyed not only each other but the show we were giving them.
“Oh my God,” Sophie said as she neared
another orgasm. She took her fingers in her mouth and sucked the wetness. I was nearing my own orgasm. In the mirror I could see that all four sets of eyes were on the two of us. Sophie reinserted her fingers in her pussy and lowered her mouth to within a few inches of my hard-on.
“Come for me, Tom,” said my little hottie. “Come in your baby’s mouth. I want to taste your come now! Keep stroking your cock so they can see it too. Make it spurt your delicious come in my mouth!” And when she said that, I couldn’t hold back any longer. Gobs of sticky come shot out of my hard-on. The first huge spurt landed on my love’s tongue. I was coming hard, and as I spasmed, gobs of cream landed on her tongue, lips and cheeks.
“Mmm,” she moaned as she sucked me clean.
I looked up at the mirror. Our neighbors were gone. I held Sophie close and asked if she had enjoyed our afternoon delight.
“Mmm,” she moaned again. “Mmm yes, just as much as our neighbors did.”—T.N., San Jose, California
AND THEY THOUGHT BRINGING THE WIVES WOULD SPOIL THEIR JUST-GUYS WEEKEND
Every year three of my friends and I go to a secluded cabin for a guys-only weekend. We play cards, drink beer, swim in the river and generally just kick back. This year we were sitting around talking and planning our vacation when our wives announced that they wanted to come along. This was not a good thing, because this is our time to get away and just be guys.
One of the guys, Cal, said jokingly that the only way we would let the girls go was if they showed up naked and stayed naked. We all laughed. Later, as we sat around drinking wine and feeling good, the girls came out and said they would agree to our terms. We thought they were kidding. My wife for one is not real open this way, so I was very skeptical. We are all very average people, except my Ginny is very good-looking for a woman in her forties.
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