He smiled, and said that most touching was forbidden when the show was on, but now that it was over he simply had to have me. I was flattered, and when I went on to tell him I was married he just smiled and said, “That’s all right, I’m not the jealous type.”
I knew right then that I was going to do something that night I hadn’t thought myself capable of before. He said the club would be closing in about thirty minutes, and that he would like to see me then. I told him my husband was out of town, and he could drop by if he really was interested. I gave him directions and left.
My girlfriends had no idea of my impending adventure when they dropped me off. My husband really was out of town, and I wondered if he would be disappointed that he hadn’t been there to watch. I barely had my coat off when the doorbell rang. I was nervous but in control as I went to the door. Frankie stepped in. Without a word he took me in his arms and kissed me passionately.
We moved to the couch, and just sat there for a long time kissing. I felt like I was in high school again, making out and savoring the feel of those strange lips and tongue. Frankie lightly caressed my breasts as his tongue continued to probe my mouth. I was really getting aroused as his hand slid down to caress my leg, slowly moving up past my stocking tops and along my bare upper thighs.
He got up and slowly undressed in front of me. I drank in his body with my eyes. He was soon naked. Frankie had a dick to complement his body. It was simply beautiful! Not huge, as I read so often in your readers’ letters, but by no means small either. I reached out to fondle it, then his balls, and soon it grew to full length and hardness. I marveled at it, as it looked so different from my husband’s. It was dark, about seven inches long, and had pretty good girth. I reached around to grab his buns, pulling him to me. I remained seated and took his throbbing hardness into my mouth. I wanted the moment to last, so I slowly ravished it with my tongue and lips. As I licked and sucked I stared at his washboard stomach, then moved one hand up to feel his heavily muscled chest. He was obviously enjoying the moment, as he kept encouraging me and telling me how good it felt.
I was soon doing something I had never done before—deep throat. I slowly took his whole shaft in and, as I got my gag reflex to relax, I was able to go up and down on his shaft, taking his entire length in. I was enjoying it more than ever before. So many of my girlfriends say they do it out of duty, but not me. Frankie was really getting into it. I moved a hand to his balls and massaged them while I blew him. He tensed up and began to come in my mouth. I took all I could, as he filled my mouth and then some.
When he had caught his breath, I got up and removed my clothes, then led him to the bedroom. I lay on my back as he started at my toes and kissed his way up the insides of my legs. I shuddered as his tongue lightly moved over my swollen labia. He went slowly, massaging my outer lips for a long time with his tongue before sliding into my wetness, and then up and over my clit. The second time his tongue ran over and around my clit I started to come. I was surprised by the quickness with which I had climaxed, as well as the intensity.
When my first orgasm subsided, he straddled my chest. Once again I took him into my mouth. After a minute or so, he was hard again. He moved down to enter me, and proceeded to make love to me with total expertise. He had a way of making love where at the bottom of every stroke he pushed his ab muscles against my clit, and soon he had me on the verge of another orgasm. He continued with the same cadence until he felt me start to climax, then he drove into me with reckless abandon. I came with a rush, and held on tightly to him as wave after wave of pleasure swept over me.
As my orgasm subsided I felt him come inside me, and another orgasm started for me before the previous one had ended. When he finally rolled off me, I just lay there panting and heaving as I struggled to get my breath.
“Wow!” was all I could say as I pondered my first-ever multiple orgasm. I hope it’s not the last! I snuggled next to my dancer, and once more ran my hands over his gorgeous body before saying my good-byes.
I was still a little nervous about telling my husband the whole story when he returned the next day. I relayed the events to him, and he was so turned on that he got off three times in the hour I took to tell him, stopping every paragraph or two to give him head. He was so excited about it, in fact, that it was his idea to write to you.
—A.K., Columbus, Ohio
COPULATING COWORKERS
I work in a profession known for its stress. At times, when the work level has been very high, a cool drink and conversation with a friend is a necessary release at the end of the evening.
One particularly rough night I asked my fellow coworker if she would care to stop by my favorite pub for a cool one. Diane’s reply in the affirmative was a welcome sound, since I had admired her for quite some time. Not only is she gorgeous, but she is a very good friend whose company I really enjoy. I didn’t want to cause any trouble in her life (she’s married and I’m single), so I asked her if there would be any problem with our occasionally having a drink together. Diane replied that her husband was the jealous type, but that as long as it was only once a month or so, she could keep it quiet and no problems would occur. We have now held our private meetings for about a year and a half. As most of your readers may have figured out, it has turned out to be more “private” than at first.
One hot June evening, on our way from work to the pub, Diane suggested that we go swimming at my place. With an opportunity to cool off, and see Diane in a bathing suit, how could I refuse?
It must have been a hundred degrees. The heat was taking charge and making us giddy. Diane came out of my bathroom wearing a one-piece which showed off her curves just fine. We ran for the pool, crashing into the dark blue depths.
After about fifteen minutes the swimming was more like a game of tag. I was resting on the pool deck when I was joined by my friend. As she climbed out of the water, I saw that she had taken her suit off. I could not help noticing how incredibly sexy she was. The moon was bright, and the water on her naked body was glowing, as if she were covered in brilliant gems.
Her perfect breasts, nipples erect, seemed to beg for my touch. As soon as she was in reach, I pulled her down to me and we embraced in a long, wet kiss. When our lips finally parted, Diane looked into my eyes. Without one word, she slid down to her knees. She began flicking her tongue between my thighs. She pulled down my briefs and her mouth quickly passed over my pounding cock. She didn’t take it immediately, but continued licking my balls, knowing she was in complete control.
Her tongue worked me over for what seemed like an eternity. Every flick sent vibrations through my body. With one last lick, she suddenly took my granite shaft into her warm mouth. I thought that I would unload my white come into her fantastic mouth as soon as I entered her.
She kept up a torrid pace, her head moving so fast that it brought me to the point where I didn’t know if I could hold out much longer. Just as I felt the jism rising in my balls, Diane stopped. I thought I was going to go nuts, but she got up and led me into the house. When we got to the bedroom, she lay back on the bed and motioned for me to mount her. She looked so hot, with her body still wet and her long hair matted to her shoulders.
I immediately glued my mouth to her hard nipples. They tasted as good as they looked, and she squealed with pleasure as I gently nibbled on each one. Then I slowly worked my way down to the object of my desires. Her hot juices were flowing freely from her pussy. I really went to work on her hot, wet box, driving her to the peak of ecstasy. I flicked my tongue between her juicy labia and shoved it up her soft hole. Diane’s vagina began to pulse, and her orgasm went on and on, her body shivering in spasms of lust.
After she quieted, she sat up and reached for my cock. The blowjob I received was beyond anything I had ever experienced. Time after time she sucked my swollen cock down, driving me to the brink of coming. Suddenly Diane pulled her mouth off my quivering cock and replaced it with her wet cunt.
I knew I couldn’t hold out mu
ch longer, but I let her ride me until she orgasmed. Then I gave my balls a break. I came so hard it felt like I was shooting unendingly into her beautiful snatch. Diane lay on top of me until she had to leave. That night, we promised each other that we would always be friends and lovers, no matter what consequences we had to face for our trespass.
Our friendship, and our private times together, continue to this day. I wonder how many of your readers have “friends” at work whom they would like to share more time with. I know I would still be wondering about Diane, if it wasn’t for that one hot night in June.
—T.E., Abilene, Texas
LOVE COMES HARD
I recently ended a yearlong affair with Gretchen, a beautiful, vivacious, sexy, charming, witty, redhead with whom I fell completely in love. Unfortunately, when I tried to end my second marriage I wasn’t able to do so. I gave in to outside pressures, and ended up not only destroying the romance of my life, but hurting the woman I love so deeply that she would probably rather see me dead than alive. We did, however, have absolutely incredible sex, and I’d like to relate just a bit of what that was like.
I remember one particular evening when we had adjourned to Gretchen’s bedroom after a romantic dinner. Our clothes melted away and we sank down onto her bed. As her lips gently brushed mine, her hand moved slyly over my thigh toward my cock. Although I wasn’t fully erect yet, I was swiftly rising to the occasion, and by the time I felt her warm hand wrap itself around my rod I was firm enough to make her sigh with pleasure.
Her tiny fingers curled tightly around my prick and she stroked slowly up and down, her hand pulling some of the loose skin up over the head of my dick. The feeling was exquisite, and made my cock leak enough pre-come fluid to make her hand slide more easily up over the head before beginning the downstroke. I shuddered with the anticipation of squirting my cock juice for her. I was ready to shoot it anyplace: in her pussy, into her mouth, on her hand, on her tits or up her asshole if that’s what she wanted.
I leaned over to kiss her and her tongue played across mine as her talented hand continued to stroke me up and down, her fingers slowly constricting until it felt as if I was fucking a never-touched virgin. As she withdrew her mouth from mine, I moaned, “I’m going to come if you don’t stop.”
Looking at me mischievously, she said, “And what makes you think I don’t want you to come?” She moved her face closer to my cock while still pumping her hand up and down, coaxing the seed from my balls as she tightened her grip. With her head directly above my cock, she slowly opened her mouth and proceeded to lower it onto my dick, taking it in until only my pubic hair showed. She had swallowed my whole cock down to the root, and I wanted to blast my hot jizz into her mouth right then. But I held off as she began to suck me with that hot cunt-like mouth.
As her lips slid up and down my pole, I could feel the head of it pushing at the back of her throat. Since I’m not overly large, there was only an inch or so that wasn’t in her mouth at the end of her downstroke, but at one point she paused there, and then kept on going. I felt her throat open, saw her head move, and the last inch of my dick disappeared. I could feel her swallowing as she took it in, and the sensation felt exquisite against the underside of my cockhead.
As Gretchen became more comfortable with my cock buried in her throat, she began to move her head up and down again, increasing the pace on some strokes while increasing the suction on others. Watching her suck my cock like that sent me to the next level, and I knew I was going to blast off at any time. I could feel the pre-come gushing from my prick to mix with her saliva. Some of it seeped out at the corners of her mouth, even though she was constantly swallowing to get my cockhead back into her throat.
Finally, slightly out of breath, she lifted her head off my cock and began jacking it in earnest with one hand and massaging my balls with the other. While she did that she talked to me, saying, “Shoot your come on my tits. I love to see a man squirt on my body. Do it for me.”
Between her arousing words and the feeling of her hand stroking my cock, I couldn’t hold out any longer. As I felt the sperm boiling up in my balls, I slid closer to her body and watched as my come spurted out onto her beautiful left breast. She moaned happily and aimed my cock at her other breast just as my next shot came out, squirting a trail of sperm across that lovely mound. She continued to maneuver my cock so that the remaining shots also sprayed across her heaving bosom.
As my squirts diminished, she lowered her mouth back to my dick. She slid it between her lips and sucked it in deep, causing my balls to lurch one more time and sending an additional spurt of goo onto her tongue. I knew that I had never before had, nor would I ever again have, a woman who loved to suck cock and swallow come as much as Gretchen. I miss her deeply, and I will love her until the day I die.
—D.G., Berwick, Pennsylvania
A DREAMY ENCOUNTER
I’m a happily married man with two beautiful kids and a close-knit family. Last week my wife Helen was working the graveyard shift at her job, which kind of cut into our sex life. Living with my wife’s best friend Jean didn’t help either, although it has been a godsend to us to be able to stay with her while we search for our own home (we recently moved back to our hometown when my wife and I both got good jobs here).
Rather than spend lonely nights at the house, I’d go to the bar with the fellows and come in at three or four in the morning. Well, one night I came home tipsy and crashed on the first bed I found. There was one problem with that: it wasn’t my bed. First thing I knew, I felt this soft ass rub against my butt. Right away I’m getting horny, so without a second thought I got out of bed and stripped, then eased back under the covers next to this nice warm body who I thought was my wife. As I cuddled up next to her I realized by the scent of her perfume that it wasn’t Helen after all. Oh shit! I thought. It’s Jean!
Then something funny happened. Instead of being terrified, I was turned on. My already stiffening dick was reaching its full nine and a half inches, and rubbing against Jean’s butt. I figured she was going to slap the shit out of me, but just the opposite happened; she began to push back against me, slowly grinding her hips.
Well, I generally aim to please, but this was my wife’s best friend! I hesitated, but that ass felt too good to ignore. Cautiously I placed my hand on her hip, sliding it slowly down to massage her thigh, then began to caress her soft breast with my other hand as I snuggled up to her voluptuous body. I heard small moans coming from her throat as I tweaked her sensitive nipple. Then I began to nibble on her ear, flicking it with my tongue, feeling that nipple grow hard and stiff in my fingers. My scruples were rapidly vanishing.
Now Jean turned onto her back, lying there before me as I feasted my eyes on her naked body. Then she reached up and began to stroke my dick and rub my balls, at the same time kissing my chest and neck as I hovered over her. Suddenly she pulled me down to her, and I met her soft succulent lips with mine. When the kiss ended I slowly worked my way down her body, showering her neck and then her breast with tender kisses, teasing her with my tongue, gently twirling wet circles around each nipple, then sucking strongly on them when I heard her breathing get heavier. I felt her soft hands caressing my manhood, but as I slid my tongue down to her navel and beyond, those hands moved to my head, guiding it toward her shaved pussy.
The smoothness of her inner thighs was incredible. I inserted my tongue into her sweet-tasting slice of heaven, and she gasped as I alternated between sucking her pussy lips into my mouth, licking her swollen clit and fucking her with my tongue. After only a few minutes I felt her body tense up, and her moans got louder as she began to grind her hips, pulling my face harder against her crotch. I clutched at her thighs with both hands, spreading her legs wider. My mission was to bring her to orgasm, and moments later she arched her back and let out a string of obscenities, bucking furiously as she flooded my mouth with her love juices.
She was still recovering when I began again, twirling my tongue in circles insi
de her pussy. Then I went for her clitoris. She gasped as my tongue flicked gently across the little button. I began to nibble on it, then held it gently between my teeth, running tongue-circles around it until her muscles contracted and she came again with a cry of joy.
Jean now rolled over onto her stomach, probably thinking I was through for the moment, but she was wrong. Starting at her calves, I began to kiss my way up the back of her thighs to her luscious ass. I spread her cheeks and begin to lick her pussy from behind, my face buried in her musty love zone. I heard her muffled moans get louder, even though her face was in the pillow. I moved my tongue to her asshole, giving it a good licking and then probing into it as far as I could, until she lost control and climaxed yet again.
After regaining her composure, Jean asked me to lie down on my back. By now I was so turned on that I’d have done anything she wanted. As I lay there hard as a rock she knelt over my face, lowering herself onto my mouth. As her body rocked to the rhythm of my tongue stroking her clit, she reached back and began to caress my dick. This caused me to eat her out at a furious pace. At the same time my hands reached up to massage her breasts, and she screamed in ecstasy as she came again.
My cock was screaming for relief by now and finally Jean straddled my hips, slowly sliding my nine-inch toy into her wet snatch. After several minutes of slow, sensuous grinding, I thrust my hips upward, bringing a sharp gasp from her as I picked up the pace. She responded, her hips gyrating faster as she bounced up and down on my throbbing prick. She screamed again as I shot into her, convulsing with pleasure while our movements ground slowly to a halt.
A few minutes later Jean got up and went into the bathroom. As I lay there thinking about what had just happened, I found myself getting hard again. I got up and went to the bathroom door, which was half open. Jean was at the sink, looking into the mirror. I couldn’t resist. I went in, dropped to my knees and began kissing the small of her back, moving down to her ass. Then I snaked my tongue between her cheeks, causing her legs to buckle from the sensation. She moaned and arched her back to give me access to her butt. As she held on to the sink I pulled her cheeks apart, giving her pussy and ass another good tongue lashing and bringing her to another orgasm.
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