Awhile ago I had the urge to go to a sex club and see what the action was like. I suggested to Bess that we go into the city to do some shopping, have dinner and stay overnight in a hotel, telling her that I had a wild surprise in mind for her if she was nice. She replied that she was always nice, which is true.
Bess is five feet seven, strong and lean from working out every day. She has perfect 34C tits, a tight ass and the best-tasting pussy on earth.
We went shopping during the day, and at my urging Bess bought a somewhat see-through black lace shirt, a tiny leather miniskirt and a sexy pair of thigh-highs. While we shopped, my cock grew hard with anticipation.
We went to the best seafood restaurant in the city and loosened up with a few glasses of wine. Obviously Bess was now aware that the surprise I had promised her had something to do with the clothes we had bought. She asked me if we were going to a sex club or something. I just smiled and told her to trust me. I could see that she was aroused, and that the suspense was killing her.
We went back to our hotel to change, and I opened another bottle of wine. When she started to undress I couldn’t resist her beauty. I had to taste that perfect pussy. She lay on the bed and I slowly licked her nipples as she moaned with anticipation. I reached down and found that her cunt was wet. She gasped and spread her legs wide as I slipped my middle finger inside her and rubbed her clit with my palm at the same time. I slowly licked down her stomach as she arched her back and ground her pussy on my finger. She bent her leg so she could rub my rock-hard cock with her foot. I slid down and slowly licked the whole length of her pussy. I licked that cunt for maybe two minutes to get her even hotter. Then I stood up and said, “Come on, let’s go.”
Bess could not believe I wanted to leave. She spread her legs wider, saying, “Come have some more, baby. Let’s stay here and fuck all night long.”
I was tempted, but instead I started to get dressed, telling her, “You can have all you want when we get there.”
She dressed in the things we had bought, and when she put on her high heels she looked unbelievable. I had the urge to fuck and suck her again right there. I also wanted to do it in the elevator, in the cab, and even walking up the steps to the club.
We paid our admission, checked our coats and started to look around. It was early, and there were maybe six other couples in the club. After we had looked the place over, we sat down on a couch by the dance floor and started kissing. My wife’s kisses were wet and aggressive, and I knew she wanted to fuck.
There was another couple on a couch across from us, and as we watched the woman unzipped the man’s pants and started to suck his cock. Bess was amazed to see the girl just slide right down and take her partner’s cock into her mouth without hesitation. My wife was kneeling on the couch, straddling my lap and licking my ear as she watched. What she didn’t know (or maybe she did) was that her skirt was hiked up over the cheeks of her tight ass, and as she shifted on my lap her pussy was in full view of the other couple. I could see both of them watching her as she ground her cunt into my leg. I slid my hand up the back of her thigh and eased a finger into her drenched pussy from behind. She moaned into my ear as I rubbed her clit nice and slow, and she said she wished she could suck my cock right there. I was about to tell her to go ahead, when I noticed that everyone had started shedding their clothes and heading upstairs. I figured the time had come for the main action, so Bess and I followed along to see what was happening.
Upstairs there were six large rooms, with the floors all covered in mattresses, and everyone was finding a spot and letting themselves go without inhibition. Bess and I lay down and I went right down on her sweet cunt. She was absolutely drenched. I licked and sucked her pussy, and every few minutes I would slide up and fuck her nice and slow. I have an average seven-inch cock, but fortunately it’s always ready to fuck at a moment’s notice. Each time I moved up to kiss her with my pussy-juice-covered lips and tongue, my cock slid easily into her swollen cunt. This went on until she wrapped her arms and legs around me and whispered, “Fuck me fast and hard, baby.”
I rose up on my palms and toes so that just the head of my cock was in her, then jammed my entire length inside. I did this again and again, until we were both ready to explode. Bess moaned into my ear, telling me what a great fuck I was. Meanwhile other couples on all sides of us were fucking and sucking away for all they were worth. The couple next to us came with satisfied moans of pleasure, but I was just getting warmed up!
Bess was panting now as I fucked her as steadily as a diesel. After she climaxed twice, I pulled away, then moved up to let her slowly suck my whole cock down her hungry throat—no doubt aided by the fact that it was well lubricated by her sweet-tasting cunt juice. The look on her face was one of pure erotic satisfaction, and she lazily rubbed her clit as she sucked my swollen member until I came down her gullet.
After that we got up to look around some more. The club was pretty crowded by now, with maybe fifty or sixty couples either milling about or on the mattresses. We walked by one room where a woman was sucking a large black cock right down to the base, while another guy lapped at her cunt like there was no tomorrow. We moved on to the biggest room, a large open area with mirrored walls and ceiling, filled with at least twenty couples. We slid into an open area in the corner of the room. I reached down to find my wife’s pussy swollen, wet and ready. I whispered in her ear I was going to eat her cunt nice and slow, then let her suck my whole cock again in front of everyone. Bess was rubbing her clit at a furious pace. The sight of everyone around us fucking, sucking and lapping was almost too much to take.
I slid down to lick her perfect pussy while she tickled her clit and enjoyed the show around us. I then moved up on my knees and fed her my rock-hard cock. She slid her mouth over the head, down the shaft, right to my balls. I wanted to explode right there. Four or five couples were standing right near us, waiting for an open space. They watched in awe as she engulfed my whole cock while she rubbed her cunt. I could feel her whole body tense and shiver as she groaned and moaned and sucked her way to a powerful orgasm.
I slid my cock out of her mouth and rolled her over to fuck her doggie-style. Her cunt juice glistened on her ass cheeks as I slid my cock inside her. She let out a long, shivering moan and arched her back to take me in further. I will admit I didn’t last long, but I pleased our audience by pulling out and shooting several streams of warm come onto her back and ass.
The one thing we didn’t do that night was swing with other people, but we did decide that next time (and there would definitely be a next time) we might be ready for that as well. I’ll keep you posted.—G.H., Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
THEIR WIVES WERE COOL TO SEX, BUT ONCE THEY
STARTED SWAPPING THINGS HEATED UP
After thirty years of friendship, my best buddy Allan and I now have the perfect setup. Meaning that we each have our choice of two absolutely beautiful ladies, any time we want them. Both of these ladies are stunningly gorgeous, very sexy, shapely, mature and classy. They are our wives. Allan’s is Chrissie and mine is Denise. It took us thirty years to get there, but now we are wife-swapping regularly. We all love it and can’t seem to get enough.
Initially we would only do it when we were all together, but lately, when one of us gets the urge, he or she seeks out a one-on-one. Yesterday, for example, I got hot for Chrissie and walked over to their house. She immediately raised her skirt, and we fucked and sucked for half an hour. Hearing our moans, Allan came by for a look, then just smiled at me and went back to what he’d been doing.
Other times, Allan will visit Denise, or vice versa, for a quick fuck session. But we still like it best when we are all together, and can change partners every five minutes. Lately, to our great pleasure, Denise and Chrissie have begun cunt-licking. Last week Allan shot his load into my Denise while I was fucking Chrissie, and then Denise sat on Chrissie’s face until all three of us came.
Interestingly, Allan and I had been complaining to each o
ther for years about how our wives were cool to sex. But since we started swapping their sensuality has blossomed, and both of them now exude a very strong erotic aura that turns men on. They have also started dressing more provocatively.
Denise and Chrissie have become absolute stunners over the years. Both have the most beautiful eyes and the prettiest faces, with high cheekbones, perfectly shaped legs, smooth silky skin and deliciously tight pussies. Denise is just beginning to get a little attractive gray in her short, wavy hair. A petite five feet one, she is perfect proportioned, and her tits are those of a twenty-year-old. Since her wife-swapping turn-on she has been wearing bras that make them stick out, and low-cut blouses that show some tantalizing cleavage. Another prime part of Denise is her rear end, which is just about the sexiest thing anywhere. As for Chrissie, she’s a sexy, svelte five feet six, with short blondish hair, gorgeous blue eyes, great legs and tits almost as good as Denise’s. The men love it all.
In fact, the two of them are constantly being flattered by men, and sometimes even propositioned. Initially they resisted these advances, but in the past few months they have begun selectively accepting a few outside lovers.
For example, Denise has an old friend whose twenty-year-old son Greg visits her secretly on his way home for college breaks, even before seeing his very pretty eighteen-year-old girlfriend. Greg tells her that he saves up his come for a whole week before he sees her, to assure that she gets the massive load she loves so much. For her part, Denise has me eat her out for half an hour before Greg arrives, to get her worked up so that the two of them can go directly into hot and heavy fucking. Each time he visits, I hear them both yelling loudly as he shoots his huge, pent-up load into my wife’s pussy. After Greg drags himself out of the house, I go up and find Denise on the bed, her legs still spread wide, with loads of hot come in her pussy and on her body. She always says the same two words: “Fuck me.” Which I do, with great pleasure. And if Allan is there he takes his turn as well.
Chrissie says the next man she intends to fuck is Jesse, a friend of ours in his mid-twenties who has long lusted after her. She wants to play out an old fantasy by pretending that she is Jesse’s teacher, seducing and fucking her handsome student. Denise wants to fuck him too, and eventually they will probably do a two-on-one with him. Lucky Jesse.
I have always been deeply in love with my wife, as has Allan with his. That love has now escalated to new heights. And in addition, we have fallen in love with each other’s wife, and they with us. How could it be otherwise? Sex with love is the best, and the four of us have the best sex and the greatest love. We may bring in other people from time to time, but the four of us are a family, and we couldn’t be happier.—D.Q., Muncie, Indiana
AT HER FIRST SEX PARTY SHE TAKES THREE GUYS
AT ONCE AS HER HUSBAND LOOKS ON
My wife Annabel and I greatly enjoy your magazine. Despite what some people say, the letters seem quite plausible to us, possibly because we have a very rich and varied sex life that would be quite surprising to our relatives and close friends.
Annabel, who usually dresses and acts fairly conservatively, has an exceptionally strong libido. She thoroughly enjoys sex, to the extent that recently she has begun to get off in new situations with strangers. You might say that she has two lives: the loving mother, caring friend and reliable business executive on the one hand, and the good-time party girl on the other.
Let me explain how this came about. Until about six years ago, Annabel and I were monogamous. We had a very active sex life, and Annabel was always quite willing to explore every aspect of our sexuality. She had no hesitancy about giving blowjobs, and she liked being eaten out and screwed in her ass as well as her twat.
We had gotten married shortly after graduating from college and obtaining demanding and well-paid jobs in business. The jobs involved a lot of pressure, and sex was a good way for us to relax and leave our workaday lives behind us. Things did slow down a bit on the sex front when we had our first child, but they picked up dramatically after our second child was born eight years ago. This increased activity coincided with Annabel determining to get back into shape after the birth. She not only lost the extra weight from her pregnancies, but managed to get back to the weight she had maintained in college. She accomplished this mainly by rigid dieting and serious exercise. Annabel was thrilled with her new body, which now measures a striking 36C-25-35. When she dresses to show off her figure, which she often does, she really has something to show off.
With her newly youthful figure came a revival of her sexual desires. I was certainly happy with this development. One day when I saw her admiring her figure in a mirror, I commented on how great she looked, and said something about what a turn-on it would be if she dressed more revealingly and daringly. Annabel said that she had been thinking the same thing herself. She then added, “Let me show you what I just bought.” She grabbed a shopping bag from her closet and went into the bathroom.
About ten minutes later she came out wearing red high-heeled sandals, black fishnet stockings, a very short, tight leather skirt and a black leather halter top cut very low on her breasts. She also had put on heavier makeup than usual. Her business clients and our friends would have been shocked. Though she was in her mid-thirties, she looked like a twenty-five-year-old slut. My cock immediately got hard.
Annabel then sat down and spread her legs. She was wearing skimpy, see-through black panties and her pussy was totally shaved. I went over to her and kissed her, and she shoved her tongue down my throat. She then got up and did a slow strip for me. When she was nude, she began to finger herself to orgasm. I quickly got out of my clothes, and we had one of our best fuck sessions ever. Annabel must have come four or five times.
Afterwards I asked her what she was thinking about during our lovemaking. She replied, “I thought about you and how much I love you, but I also thought about turning on other men, and being screwed by them too.” When I didn’t say anything, she asked, “How would you feel if I started picking up and sleeping with other men?” For answer, I took her hand and put it on my cock, which had immediately gotten hard again at her words. She then gave me an exquisite blowjob. The notion of her being with other men was now out in the open, and had been tacitly agreed to.
Not wanting to compromise ourselves with our business associates and our friends and neighbors, we decided that we would keep our outside sexual activities completely separate from our normal life. After making some inquiries, I learned about a motel near our local airport where private parties were held on certain weekend nights. With the discreet distribution of a little money here and there, I managed to get us an invitation.
Annabel was excited all week about what was likely to happen come the weekend. She was so sexually aroused that I could hardly keep up with her. Each evening she would try on various revealing outfits that she had bought. The sight of herself in them got her excited, and she constantly wanted to be fucked. It got so that I encouraged her to use a dildo and vibrator some of the time, as I was just too tired to satisfy her. She talked about making it with other men, and even with several guys at once. Our agreement was that I could watch if I wanted to, and that I was also free to avail myself of whatever sexual opportunities might arise.
When the weekend came we packed a suitcase with a number of her hot outfits and an assortment of sexual toys and supplies, left the kids with a babysitter and took off for the motel. Annabel put on a coat over her skimpy outfit, but once we were in the car she took it off. She had on a see-through black top, a low-cut black bra and a very short, clinging red skirt which, when hiked up, revealed that she was wearing a garter belt to hold up her sheer black stockings. She spread her legs for me to show me her flimsy thong panties. Her pussy was cleanly shaved, and her clitoris was noticeably aroused. On the drive to the motel she put on some extra makeup to accent her eyes and lips. She looked ravishing, and more than ready to be fucked.
At the motel we signed up for one of the last rooms a
vailable. It was on the first floor, across the swimming pool from the club area, where the party was taking place. It was about nine o’clock when we arrived. We checked into the room, left our suitcase and went to join the party.
When we entered the club it was dark, but the stage area was lit up, and a woman was stripping to some music. There seemed to be about twenty couples in the audience. We took a seat in the back. The woman on the stage was quite good-looking. When she was completely nude, she beckoned to one of the men in the audience to come up to her. She proceeded to unzip his fly and began to give him a blowjob right there, as the crowd cheered her on. Eventually, rather than swallowing his come, she let it shoot out over her breasts and body.
After she was through, two other women went up on the stage and started to dance and strip. Once they were nude, they began to fondle each other, and then one of them got down on her knees and proceeded to eat the other out.
Annabel watched the show with a wicked gleam in her eye, and I noticed that she kept rubbing her pussy through her sheer panties. We were sitting in the back, and I didn’t think she had attracted much notice; but when I turned around I saw a tall, good-looking man standing behind us. He gave me a knowing nod, then pointed to one of the women on the stage and asked what I thought of his wife. I told him I thought she wasn’t bad, and he then looked at Annabel and said, “Neither is yours.”
After the two women had put on their exhibition, the lights went up slightly and music began to play for general dancing. Annabel, who was obviously feeling very horny, took me by the hand for a slow dance. We pressed our bodies close together, and I rubbed her back and her ass. When the dance was over, I felt a hand tap my shoulder. It was the tall guy who had been standing behind us. He asked if he could dance with Annabel, and before I could reply she said, “Yes,” and took his hand.
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