When the power went out, she headed for the warmer bedroom

January 2012

In this Issue:

• At his graduation party she gave him and his pals a special present
• He is surprised at the passion his wife shows with four young studs
• She loved giving oral sex, and her neighbors were very glad she did
• One guy stood her up, but four others more than made up for it
• Want to cure an ailing sex life? Get your wife to let you be the boss
• He thought she was a slutty woman. Well, she was slutty anyway
• His old dominatrix girlfriend inspires his wife to play sex games
• He loves dressing like a woman, and having sex like one as well
• Her idea was a wicked one—which was just why he agreed to it
• When this girl said, ‘Put a sock in it,” she meant it literally!
• When her sex life gets boring she takes to the streets—and loves it
• This man just loves making passes at girls who wear glasses
• Caught Off Guard
• Her sister told her to do something to really turn her man on, so she did
• Not To Be Hurried
• Can there be such a thing as having too much fun at a party?
• Tell Me Everything
• When the deed was done, she thanked him for opening her up
• Clueless Mom had to be the only one who didn’t see this coming
• When the power went out, she headed for the warmer bedroom
• Revenge can be as sweet as a young lady’s butt cheeks
• He didn’t even try to resist the charms of his new neighbor
• While the cat’s away, this minx finds a lusty tomkitten to play with
• He realized she wasn’t joking about what she wanted for her birthday
• To ease the neighbor lads’ loneliness, his wife befriended them
• There is sometimes safety in numbers, and sometimes wantonness
• A NIGHT WITH AN OLD BOYFRIEND WAS HER FANTASY COME TRUE
• SHE TURNS LOTS OF GUYS ON WITH THE HELP OF HER HUSBAND
• THE SON COULDN’T DO IT, BUT HIS FATHER WAS A DIFFERENT STORY
• HE AND HIS FRIEND TEAM UP ON HIS WIFE, AND SHE JUST LOVES IT

At 18 I married a marine who left for Iraq a month after our wedding. Since neither of us had any family to speak of, I was invited to move in with friends of my husband’s late parents—I’ll call them Leigh and Ian—people he’d known all his life. We got along wonderfully. I love them both.

Soon after I moved in, Leigh had to go stay with her sickly mom, leaving me with Ian. I had a room at the end of the L-shaped house, and ran into trouble one night during a storm when a tree down the lane fell on the power line and knocked out our power. It got cold in my room pretty fast, so I made my way to the bedroom in the section of the house that was kept warm by a wood stove.

I slid into bed alongside Ian, who stirred slightly but didn’t say anything. I curled up and faced away from him. A short time later some­thing hit against my butt, and it didn’t take me long to realize it was Ian’s cock. He was sleeping nude, and when I felt him stiffen a little, I got turned on myself. I gave in to the excitement and rubbed myself, which got me even more excited.

I decided that no one but us would ever know what was about to happen, and slid my sleep shorts and panties off, then lifted one leg so the next time Ian stirred and his cock was pushed forward, it would slide against my pussy or bare ass. He must have been awake, because his cock was fully erect and I gasped when I felt the head press against me. I figured he had to know it was me he was getting into, but neither of us spoke.

I kept as silent as I could when he slid in me, stretching me on the way. Next I felt his hand on my side working up toward my breasts. He began fondling me and pulling a stiff nipple. (I wondered what we would say to each other the next day!) He pushed me over on my belly and mounted me. He began to give my pussy long, slow strokes, until I was moaning into the pillow.

He had a breast in each hand. They never felt better. Suddenly he let them go, then sat up on top of me. He gripped my ass cheeks and felt them as he drove in and out of me. He put it to me for about 15 minutes before I felt him come inside me. With each flex of his cock another spurt shot out of him and into me. I count­ed five spurts before he collapsed onto me.

He rested, with his cock still twitching but never slipping out of me. After a few minutes he began more slow strokes, then built up speed. After a while he took it out, pulled me up to my knees and ran his cockhead through my wet pussy. I wondered what he was up to until I realized he meant to fuck my ass. He pushed against my tiny hole until I felt myself give way and the head popped past my ass muscle. He sat back on his heels and pulled me back and forth on him.

I began to get over the discomfort and get excited, swiveling my hips in tight circles. He gripped my ass cheeks and used them to move me on and off his cock. He slammed it in me hard and shot his come so deep in my ass that I nearly tasted it! When he was done, for some reason I didn’t move away from him. Our breathing settled down and we drifted to sleep.

I was a little scared in the morning when I woke up and felt Ian’s cock still in my ass, but I managed to pull away. I felt a slime trail as I made my way to the bathroom. As I entered the bathroom, I became aware that Ian was right behind me. His cock was stiff again. With­out saying anything, he turned me around and positioned me leaning over the sink, legs apart, ready.

“Which hole?” he asked, leaning over to my ear. I didn’t answer, but just held my breath as he placed his cockhead at my butthole. I relaxed, and he slid in easily, then fucked me in full daylight. We watched ourselves in the mirror till he came in my ass again.

By the time Leigh came home the following week, Ian had my ass and pussy worn out from all the fucking. I surely needed a break.

My husband came back from Iraq and we moved on, but I’ll always be thankful for the good care Ian and Leigh took of me.

—G.N., Minneapolis, Minnesota