Maybe I’m getting old or something, but young women today sure don’t dress and act like they did 20 years ago. Take my daughter and her friends. It seems to me that the things they wear are either way too tight or way too small. Those clothes are meant more for strippers and prostitutes than 18-year-old girls.
My daughter’s friend Melissa, especially, always seems to wear the most revealing, slutty-looking clothes she can find. She has one outfit in particular that she wears a lot—a very tight, low-cut black top that bares nearly her entire chest except for her nipples, along with a very short black Lycra skirt that stops about three inches below her crotch. She also wears lipstick and eye shadow in a way that makes her look way older than she is. I’d be a liar if I said she wasn’t sexy, but even so, I just don’t approve of young girls going around that way. But Melissa is 18, so I guess she can do as she pleases.
One day Melissa was at our place visiting my daughter Amy. Amy was in the bathroom and my wife was in the kitchen. I was sitting in my recliner watching television, and I couldn’t help but notice Melissa’s shapely tanned legs as she sat on the couch not far from me.
I soon developed a hard-on, and I guess I was staring blatantly at those sexily crossed legs when Melissa caught me. She looked around to make sure that nobody else was in sight, and then with a wicked smile she slowly uncrossed her legs and spread them wide. She was wearing her favorite outfit, and the short skirt pulled up, giving me a clear view of her black thong panties.
The skimpy crotch of the thong was pulled up between the lips of her plump pussy, giving me quite a show. Melissa sat there watching TV as though nothing was happening. But she knew the effect she was having on me. Then my daughter came back, and Melissa left with her, leaving me sitting there with a throbbing cock. I quickly went into the bathroom and jerked off.
After that Melissa made a game out of teasing me. One day we were again sitting in the living room while Amy was fixing some snacks in the kitchen. This time, when she eased her legs apart, I saw that she wasn’t wearing any panties. I could see her pink, clean-shaven pussy lips in all their puffy glory. Melissa laughed when she saw my eyes open wide, and she reached down to spread the lips open for me but just then my daughter yelled for her, and she scampered away.
A week alter that I was home alone while Amy and my wife were out shopping. At one point the doorbell rang, and it was Melissa. She strode into the living room wearing an incredibly short, tight dress that showed off her gorgeous legs and butt as well as her awesome breasts.
I told her my daughter wasn’t home, but she said she’d wait for her. I said I didn’t know how long she would be, and Melissa just laughed. I gave her a soda, and she sat on the couch while I settled into my recliner. It wasn’t long before I was again looking at her spread legs and her bald pussy.
I couldn’t take anymore. “Goddamn, girl,” I broke out. “What are you trying to do, give me a heart attack or something? You dress sexy as hell all the time, and now you’re showing me your bare pussy?”
Melissa giggled again. Then, without a word, she stood and took off her dress. She was 100 percent nude under it, and she stretched to show off her hot little body. Then she came over and stood in front of me.
With shaking hands I reached up to feel her tits. They were firm and yet soft. Her nipples instantly hardened at my touch. After letting me fondle her briefly, she dropped to her knees between my legs. Together we took out my cock. I expected her to start sucking me, but instead she told me to rub my cock all over her tits. She added that she liked it when guys shot their load on them, so she could rub it into her smooth skin.
I rubbed myself all over her breasts, and she stroked me with her hand as I did so, until I shot hard and copiously all over both her tits. It was so erotic to sit there and watch her rub my warm come into her jiggly young mounds.
Then she stood up and went back to the sofa. She lay down with her legs spread, and I watched as she began rubbing herself. She got herself so excited that she moaned loudly, filling the room with the sounds of her arousal.
My cock was soon hard again, so I stood up and went to stand over her, stroking myself as I looked down at her. At that moment I wanted to eat her little pussy more than I ever wanted anything in my life. I quickly got between her smooth tanned thighs and began licking and sucking the hottest, most delicious pussy I had ever tasted.
Melissa went crazy. She moaned constantly as I ate her, and when she came she screamed and shook so violently that I thought she was having a seizure or something. Then, before she could calm down, I got on top of her and shoved my hard prick inside her with one smooth thrust.
She cried out again, so loudly that for a moment I wondered if she’d been a virgin. But no, she was shouting with passion and, she later said, with wonder, as she had never had a prick as large as mine. When I saw that she was all right I started to fuck her. Her pussy was tight and squirmy, and it was fantastic. But after a while Melissa began pleading with me to pull out, because she didn’t want to get pregnant. I did so reluctantly, and as I looked down at her, about to jerk myself off over her body, she rolled over onto her belly and spread her legs again. I instantly knew what she wanted.
“Just be gentle,” she panted as I began to penetrate her very tiny asshole. I went slowly, and although she was tight, I managed full penetration, and then enjoyed a very long, fulfilling session deep in her little ass.
Melissa played with her clit as I fucked her, and she managed to get off a couple of times before I shot my load inside her. We’d just gotten dressed when my wife and daughter pulled into the driveway. Melissa went to up to Amy’s room, and I pretended to be asleep in the recliner.
Melissa and I haven’t had any repeat sessions since then, but I’m pretty sure we will, and I am certainly willing.—F.T., Salt Lake City, Utah
We’ve been invited by an acquaintance of yours to an out door party in a swank suburb. So we have a good idea that this is going to be one fancy shindig.
It’s summertime, and it’s hot. You’re wearing white linen pants and a loose light blue cotton button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up below your elbows, your manly forearms so sexy in an unassuming way.
I’m wearing a thin summer dress we bought in the Caribbean when you took me there to celebrate my first marathon. It hits a few inches above the knee. The fabric is flimsy, and it’s perfect for summer”"light and airy, sleeveless, pastel, feminine. It isn’t form-fitting, but when the breeze blows, it presses against my skin, and when I walk, the skirt slips between my tanned legs.
We drive up to the house and start to giggle”"it’s a mansion! We wonder if we’re underdressed, or should we have worn polo shirts and tennis outfits? We park behind a long line of cars in the driveway there are even some limos. We walk into the cool marble foyer, where we’re greeted by a female security guard. We look at each other in surprise as we watch her pat down a couple in front of us. Why would anyone hire a security guard to pat down their guests before they’re allowed into their house?
We grin at each other, and you lean over and whisper, “That’s just like Bill, hiring security to impress his friends.” You told me on the drive over that you don’t really know Bill that well, that you met him at the boat ramp and bonded over your sailboats and he seemed like a nice guy.
The couple ahead of us is cleared by the security guard, so it’s our turn. She motions for you to come, so you stand in front of her and she pats you up and down, just like a cop would do to a perp. She asks you to hold your arms out straight and pats down your sides and back up. “You’re clear,” she says. You walk off to the side and smile at me”"this feels goofy, but we’re here, so we may as well play along.
The guard tells me to stand with my feet shoulder-width apart and hold my arms out straight from my sides. She isn’t smiling this lady is all business. I do as I’m told, and she starts to pat me down. I give you a quizzical look”"she’s doing this differently than she did for you! Instead of patting me with the palms of her hands, she cups my sides, starting under my arms and sliding slowly down. My eyes widen as she cups my breasts through the flimsy fabric. I feel her thumbs slid ing over my hard nipples!
I look at you. Your eyes are on the guard’s hands. I open my mouth a bit as she gently squeezes my breasts. Her hands move down me, sliding from the front to my sides and around my back. She’s standing very close, and I feel her hot breath. Now she kneels, and her hands move around to my ass. She squeezes gently with both hands, then moves them to the outside of my thighs. I glance at you you look mesmerized!
The guard slides her hands down the outside of my thighs to my ankles. Don’t even think about the fact that there’s no reason for her to be down there! The dress ends at mid-thigh, so she’s running her hands on my bare skin. She moves her hands to the inside of my ankles and runs them back up my legs. I’m flushed, and close my eyes. I’m confused about what’s going on, but I don’t protest. I’m just feeling her touch on my skin.
Her hands are sliding up the inside of my thighs. My lips part, and I let out a sigh. Before I know it, I feel her hot hands on the inside of my upper thighs. Her thumbs slide under my panties, and I moan. She slips a thumb in my pussy and slides it up and down over my clit. To my confused disappointment, she slips her hands out of my panties! But she continues to feel me up, over my stomach and back to my breasts. She pinches both my hard tits lightly and says, “You’re good.”
I open my eyes, a bit shocked, and see that you are a bit shocked and confused. Embarrassed, I mum ble “thanks,” and we walk in the house. You hold my hand and whisper, “What was that all about?”
I say, “I don’t know. It was like I was hypnotized.”
Almost immediately, Bill comes over to greet us, and we’re whisked away into the party. The strange incident with the guard is momentarily forgotten. We sip a couple of glasses of champagne and mingle, then step outside to get some air.
“Wow, I feel uncomfortable,” I say. “Did you know that Bob guy you were talking to is the CEO of a major national company ?”
You laugh and say, “Yes, and this isn’t exactly the kind of crowd I feel like bond ing with.” We decide we’ve made our appearance and so are free to take off without offending our host. We walk down the long driveway, past car after car.
“Wasn’t that crazy about the guard?” you say. “She was really into you.”
“Yeah,” I say. “Literally!” I laugh, and you laugh too.
You say, “Did she really slip her fingers in you?”
“Uh-huh!” I say, laughing and blushing. We’re walking down the driveway hand in hand, a little light-headed from the champagne. “Hey, look,” I say, pulling you by the hand, “that’s a pretty cool limo, and it’s parked in the shade. I wonder if they left it unlocked?”
I have a devilish look in my eye, and you willingly follow me. You try the door, and eureka, it opens! We glance around like a couple of kids hoping not to get caught, then slip in the back seat of the limo. You close the door behind us and immediately are on top of me. My arms are around you. I slide my hands up to the back of your head and draw you to me. We kiss passionately, our tongues hungry for each other. You slide your hand down to my breast and lightly pinch my nipple.
“Baby, that feels so-o-o good,” I whisper. “But not as good as when the guard did it.” And we both laugh.
“Oh yeah?” you say in a husky voice. “Well, I will do things to you the guard only wishes she could.”
Your mouth is on my neck, licking and kissing and suck ing. I moan and arch up against you, my pelvis push ing up against you. I pull your shirt out of the waistband of your pants and lift it so I can kiss your hairy chest and stomach. I look up at you, full of lust and passion and desire, then unbuckle your belt and rub the bulge in your pants. You push your self against my hand.
I lick my lips and whisper, “I want your cock in my mouth.” You close your eyes in anticipation. I unzip you, pull down your pants and slip my hand under your hot balls. You lift yourself so I can take them in my mouth. I lick and suck your balls gently, delighting in the musk of your luscious body. I take your big hard cock in my hand and lick your balls while I stroke it. I can’t help but murmur, “God, I love your cock.” I lick the length of it, teasing the head with the tip of my tongue.
You moan, and I take your cock in my mouth, devouring you. You know I love having you in my mouth, and you let me suck you and tickle your balls, enjoying the hot, slippery wetness of my mouth. All too soon you tell me to stop, you don’t want to come yet. You lower your self and kiss me hard, a wet, intense kiss. Your hands are all over me. You pull the top of my dress down. I’m not wearing a bra, and my big breasts perk up at you. You lick and suck and squeeze them.
“You are such a tease,” I whisper.
You slip your hand down under my skirt and slip your fingers underneath my wet panties. I moan as you slip a finger in me. You move a wet finger against my clit, rubbing me and making me even wetter while you suck my tits. You know you’re making me crazy. You push your finger deep in me and push up toward my stomach, tickling my G-spot.
I moan and tell you to fuck me. You tease me a little longer with your finger. You love to torture me, to make me wait. I beg you to slip your cock in me. Finally you give me what I want. You slide your throbbing cock deep in my wet cunt and fuck me slowly. I grab the back of your head and bring your lips to mine. I grind myself against you. You kiss me and fuck me and rub my clit.
I’m close, and you know it. You move your mouth to my neck and lick and kiss and suck gently on my neck while fucking harder, slamming into me. I moan that you’re going to make me come. You rub my clit harder, faster, and keep fucking me hard and deep. I moan loudly and push myself up against you. “Ooh, you’re making me come.”
I keep thrusting myself against you as you fuck and rub me. I come hard, pulling you to me and moaning, “Yes, yes, yes.” You can’t take any more, you have to come. You bring your hand to your face and smell my cunt on your fingers.
“Oh, smell that pussy!” you moan. You look in my eyes, full of desire and passion, then lean your forehead against mine as you come hard. You thrust hard, deep and, moaning and shuddering, fill me with come. We lie together, your spent cock still in me, kissing sweetly.
You slide out of me and move so your cock dangles over me. Of course I lick it! Your come tastes good, and so does my pussy juice. “Mmm, satisfying to the last drop,” I say, smiling.
You chuckle and sit back so we can put our clothes back on. We joke that it’s a good thing all the stuffy peo ple are still in the mansion, because if anyone had come out they would have seen the limo rocking! We finish dressing, and I move over to the center of the seat so I can check my hair in the rear-view mirror. I gasp.
“What’s wrong?” you ask.
I turn to you, blushing. A movement catches your eye. You look in the front seat, and there, scrunched down, see the guard. She saw and heard everything we did! “”J.M., Atlanta, Georgia
Though my wife and I have been together for a dozen years now, we’re in our early 50s. I’ve been divorced twice, and she was a widow when I met her.
We still enjoy a fabulous sex life, indulging ourselves in total pleasure. We often wonder if anyone we know has as much fun as we do. Till just recently, though, our activities had not involved anyone else. We had often talked about threesomes and foursomes, and early in our relationship Mary had told me about having experimented in her youth with some bi and three-way action with a couple, Cornell and Georgia, that have be come close friends of ours over the years.
Mary said those sexual adventures had all ended when she and her husband started having kids, around 30 years ago. However, she also explained that after her husband passed away, after a few months of mourning, she found herself yearning for cock. She remembered Cornell, and thought that he would be a safe fuck, even though she hadn’t had sex with him for many years.
She proceeded to ask him if he would be her fuck-buddy. He agreed, and they had very memorable sex several times. But shortly after that, I came on the scene, and Mary broke off her fuck-buddy relationship with Cornell.
Over the last 12 years we socialized a lot with Cornell and Georgia, often spending weekends with them at their cabin on a lake a few hours’ drive from the city. But other than conversational sexual innuendo, neither of us had any physical contact with either Cor nell or Georgia.
One night after some wild sex, Mary and I talked about our threesome-foursome fantasy and decided that it was about time to check out Cor nell and Georgia. As it turned out, a few days later we received an invitation to their cabin. We were only too happy to accept.
On the Saturday of that weekend it was particularly rainy and miserable, and the four of us decided to stay indoors. In mid-afternoon I decided to mix margaritas knowing the effect tequila has on Mary , and after we’d all enjoyed a couple of rounds, Cornell brought out some weed. Soon afterward we were various degrees of drunk and stoned, and we all filed into their outdoor hot tub totally naked.
We agreed to skip dinner, since we’d been munching all afternoon. Instead we just had more drinks and weed in the tub as the sun set over the horizon. After an hour or so, Cornell said he wasn’t feeling well and decided to crash in a motor home they own and keep parked beside the cabin.
Georgia, Mary and I carried on in the tub, but appar ently Geor gia wasn’t feeling particularly sexual. Anyway, she rejected any suggestive ideas we threw at her. After another hour she excused herself and went to their bed room in the cabin, leaving Mary and myself in the tub.
Mary asked me if I was still willing to at least try for a threesome with Cornell. My cock started to grow at the thought of sharing her with another man and making her threesome fantasy come through.
We waited a few minutes for Georgia to get in bed and then went to the motor home. We entered it in total darkness and proceeded to take off our robes. With Mary leading the way, we managed to make it to the bedroom at the back of the motor home, where Cornell was snoring in his sleep.
When we got to the bed, Mary rolled Cornell over, pulled his jammies down and started to suck on his cock. Man, I thought, what a great way to wake up! Though I couldn’t see what was happening in the dark, I could imagine it, and I could also hear my wife slurping as she sucked. She certainly seemed to be en joy ing sucking on our host’s cock which she mentioned once is uncircum cised .
I moved behind Mary, with her ass sticking up in the air, and proceeded to enter her pussy doggie-style. As I fucked her from the rear, I could still hear her sucking sounds, and I was ready to pop. After a minute, horny as I was, I blew my load, while Mary continued to raise Cornell from his stupor.
After a while Mary turned to me and asked if I was still okay with where this was headed, and I told her that I was. With that reassurance, she mounted Cornell, stuck his now-fully-hard cock up her wet pussy and was soon gyrating wildly in a world of her own. “Oh, you’re so hard!” she kept moaning as she drove herself to new sensual heights while riding Cornell’s cock.
By now Cornell and Mary were both soaked in sweat and were both moaning in the darkness. After a minute or so, Cornell came. Then he slipped out of her pussy. He turned around and had Mary lie across from him while he fingered her snatch very rapidly. At that point I stuck a couple of fingers in her pussy and another finger up her ass. She told me later that she had loved the feeling of having so many fingers in her.
In time Mary climaxed, and asked us to stop. For a while then she just lay there catching her breath. After a few minutes we decided it was time to go, and she leaned over, kissed Cornell on the forehead and told him that this would be our little secret.
Still in total darkness, we found our robes and left the motor home, needing to get to our own room and fuck like crazy. Mary and I were both still extremely horny. The moment we got on the bed, I mounted her from the rear. We made love twice more that night, and again when we woke up the follow ing morning.
Shortly afterward we went out to the kitchen and found Cornell and Georgia already making breakfast. Nothing was said about the night before until later that day. Just as we were leaving, I saw Cornell lean over and whisper something in my wife’s ear. Later she told me that he had simply said, “Thank you!”
I thanked Mary too, for mak ing this one of the most erotic episodes of our sex life! She has promised me some two-girl action next, and I can hardly wait!”"R.C., Regina, Saskatchewan
I am a 28-year-old female doctor with a large family practice. Looking at me, a lot of people think I am just a blonde bimbo with long legs and big tits, but the fact is that I graduated near the top of my class in med school, and have worked hard to get where I am today. My work is very demanding, and I am on call 24 hours a day, so up until recently my sex life consisted of a stack of your magazines and an eight-inch vibrator.
Last month a young man named Roger came into the office with a rather interesting problem. Over the past year he had grown from five feet 10 inches to six feet three. His feet had grown from a size 10 to a 13, and his hands had grown much larger also. When I asked him, he admitted that other parts of his body had done the same, including his penis, which was twice the size it had been a year ago.
I carefully measured all his extremities, then asked him to show me his penis also, saying, “I don’t want you to be embarrassed, but I need you to produce an erection for me.” He sat on the edge of the examining table and pulled up the paper gown. His cock was indeed huge, and very thick, and his monstrously large testicles hung almost obscenely beneath it. I bent forward and took them in my hand, trying to remain professional as I rolled them around in his sac, making sure he didn’t have a hernia. He didn’t, but his testicles felt swollen and bloated.
“You know, you are the most beautiful doctor I’ve ever seen,” he said as I took my hand from his scrotum. I then watched in amazement as his previously flaccid cock slowly became dilated with blood. Even limp it had been a good six inches in length and four around, but now it was at least twice that size!
“Well, thank you, Roger,” I heard myself saying. “You’re quite handsome yourself.” I knew that as a doctor I had an obligation to remain professional at all times, but as he slowly stroked his penis I began to feel moisture between my legs. His cock looked so ripe and youthfully strong as it stood up that way, pulsing with life.
“It was easy to get hard for you,” Roger said. “Do you want me to ejaculate?”
“Yes,” I replied. “I’ll get a specimen cup.” I left the room, my legs trembling with desire. There was enough testosterone in the air in there to impregnate a dozen women! I came back with the cup and handed it to him.
“Could you hold it for me?” he asked, innocently enough. So I held it under the thick crown of his penis as he stroked it faster. “You look so hot bending down like that!” Roger moaned. “Oh yes, catch it, you sexy beautiful babe!” He groaned as his penis jerked and swelled, and he spurted a thick strand of hot sperm into the specimen cup, followed by another, and another, and yet another, going on and on until it appeared that he would never stop shooting. In fact he filled the cup completely, something I had never seen any man do, and even then he was still coming. His hot sperm spilled out of the cup and dripped all over my glove-covered hand.
“Oh my!” I said as a shiver of excitement rippled through my body. The specimen cup held 12 ounces, and at least two more ounces coated my hand and the outside of the cup.
“It’s a lot, huh?” Roger said.
“Yes, the most I’ve ever seen!” I replied as I fitted a lid over the cup and took it into the next room. Once out of his sight I did the most depraved thing: I licked the outside of the cup where his sperm had spilled over it, then licked my gloved fingers clean also. It had been six months since I had tasted sperm.
When I was in college I sucked my boyfriend off every day. It was something I loved to do, and I could even come that way. That’s how much I loved the taste of come, and now I really wanted to open that specimen cup and drink down every drop it contained. But instead I prepared it to be sent to the lab, then went back to the exam room.
Roger was still sitting in the same place as when I left. I looked down at his cock and saw that a thick strand of sperm was leaking from the tip and making a small puddle on the floor. “All right, Roger,” I told him. “I’ll have some tests done, and I’ll call you as soon as I get the results.”
Roger got dressed and left, and as soon as he was gone I went back into the examination room and locked the door. Then I got down on the floor, on my hands and knees, and licked up the puddle of his lovely sweet sperm. I knew how depraved my actions were, but it made me so hot that I came violently.
A couple of days later I got his test results, which indicated that he had a large tumor on his pituitary gland. I called him immediately to tell him the news. I explained that I would make an appointment for him to see a pathologist for a second opinion, but that I believed the tumor should be removed as soon as possible.
Roger was quite distraught, and I felt such sympathy for him that I asked him if he would like me to come over to his apartment. Again, it was very unprofessional, but he accepted the offer eagerly, almost begging me to come.
Once I got there he took me in his arms and nearly cried on my shoulder, while I assured him that I thought everything would be all right. The next thing I knew we were kissing passionately, and his hands were all over me. We quickly began undressing each other. When we were naked he took me by the hand and led me into his bedroom. I told him to lie down, and he stretched out on his bed, his thick cock bobbing up and down. I crawled up between his legs, bent his cock upward and began sucking and licking his big balls. I could only fit one into my mouth at a time. “Mmm, your balls are so big and juicy!” I murmured lustfully as I began licking the underside of his thick cock.
“Is it too big?” he asked anxiously. “I don’t want it to hurt you.”
“It’s beautiful!” I replied as I opened wide and took it in my mouth.
He moved my long blonde hair away from my face so he could watch me sucking on him. “Oh yeah, that feels so good!” he groaned. His cock was so thick I couldn’t get it into my throat, but I sucked and licked hungrily at his tasty shaft. “I’m going to come!” he grunted, and a moment later his cock pulsated madly under my swirling tongue. I swallowed hard and fast as his thick sperm filled my mouth over and over again, and my body shook to its very core as an explosive orgasm coursed through it. Again the amount of sperm he ejaculated was unbelievable, but I swallowed every sweet, delicious drop.
“Wow!” he gasped finally. “No one’s ever been able to swallow it all before!”
“That’s because I’m not a girl, I’m a woman,” I said as I continued to suck and nurse his cock back to full erection. I then climbed up on him and straddled him, lowering myself onto that thick pole. I had never taken anything so huge inside my pussy before. My opening was stretched to the max, and even though I was soaking wet with vaginal juices, it was still a tight fit. But I was determined to feel all of him inside me, and very gradually I worked it in. “My God, it’s so thick!” I panted as I took in the last inch. Slowly I began to move up and down, taking him even deeper, if that was possible. He filled me completely as I rode him faster and faster. He sucked and chewed on my tits while I bounced up and down frantically on his lap, and one orgasm after another rocked my body.
Then, without pulling out of me, he rolled me onto my back. I spread my legs wide, crying with passion as he fucked me fast and furiously, his big balls smacking obscenely against my ass. He was inside me deeper than any man had ever been, and when he spurted deep inside me I orgasmed yet again, wrapping my long legs around his back and holding him there as he filled me with his hot sperm.
Roger and I are now a couple. They had to remove his pituitary gland, which caused him to lose his sense of smell and taste, but the good news is that the tumor wasn’t malignant, and his big thick cock still works perfectly, thank God! He still takes medication, but his sperm count is good, so we will be able to have children. He enjoys reading your magazine too, so I can’t wait for him to read this letter and then fuck me senseless.—Name and address withheld
I fantasize all the time about my wife with another guy—espe cially a black guy, getting filled to the hilt. A while back I asked Sherry if she wouldn’t like to have a black cock filling her pussy.
When she said, “Again?” my heart pounded and my cock throbbed as I asked her what she meant.
She said that a few years ago, before we met, she was walking home from work one hot summer day and took a shortcut through the park. She met a well-built black man also in his 20s. They made some small talk, and he started to walk with her. The talk turned to sex, and he asked if she’d ever had a black man. She said no, but she was curious.
He took the hint and led her behind some shrubbery, lifted her skirt over her hips and gently laid her down. He unbuttoned her blouse and caressed her tits, then mounted her. Since she didn’t wear underwear, it was a straight shot to her cunt. He screwed her for a few minutes before shooting his load in her. She was still nowhere nearing coming. She was nervous about being discovered, and they dressed quickly and went their separate ways.
“No big deal,” she said.
Not to her, maybe, but to me? The next time we made love, I fucked her so furious ly that she asked afterward, “What got into you?”
Now I fantasize constant ly about us having a threesome with a black guy. We have a restaurant-club near us with a mixed clientele, where I imagine Sherry goes one evening on a “shopping spree.” I wait at home to see what she brings back.
A little after ten I hear her car pull in the garage, and in walks my petite wife in the arms of a really good-looking, well-built black guy. She introduces the guy to me as Richard.
My fantasy is coming true!
Sherry excuses herself “to get more comfortable,” and I stay in the living room talking to Richard, mostly about her, until she makes her big entrance. She’s wearing a black negligee so sheer that her beautiful ivory skin shows through it.
She goes straight for Rich ard, who’s sitting on the sofa opposite me, and sits right in his lap! He shows that he doesn’t have a problem with me being there by moving his hands all over her until one disappears under her negligee and between her legs. He soon has her moan ing. Then he stands up hold ing her in his arms and asks where the bedroom is. She leads him there, leaving me still sitting in my chair with an aching cock.
Soon I hear our old bed creaking, and Sherry’s voice crying, “Fuck me harder!” The bed creaks louder, and Sherry is screaming now, until she has what sounds like an earth-shattering climax. I finally walk quietly to the bedroom door and see that Richard is still pounding her. My cock throbs at the sight of them naked, with his massively muscular body plowing into my delicate ivory-skinned wife.
She has her legs wrapped around him and is squeezing his ass with her small hands. He just keeps pump ing away at her like a ma chine. I’ve got my meat out and am beating it furiously in rhythm with his fuck ing—until with a huge grunt he explodes inside her. As he does, she comes again.
When Sherry catches her breath, she asks if I could please bring them a couple of beers, and one for myself as well. When I return with the beers, she tells me Rich ard wouldn’t mind if I join them! After handing them their beers, I strip as fast as I can and climb on the bed on the other side of my wife. We lie there together drinking our beer. Sherry tells me how good the sex with Rich ard was. She also tells me how much she loves me for letting her experience this.
Soon Richard is massaging Sherry’s cunt with one hand, and I see two fingers disappear inside her. As she writhes in lust, he takes hold of her and easily lifts her up so she’s straddling him, facing him. Reaching behind her, she grabs his cock, which is hard again, and guides it to her pussy. She’s soon sliding up and down on it. He clutches her white ass with his big black hands and helps her slide up and down. My mind is being rapidly blown!
They speed up—until Sherry is slamming down on Richard. Her firm white tits shake every time their bodies meet at his groin. She cries out louder and louder, like she’s having one continuous orgasm, until he finally stiffens and shoots another load in her and she explodes. I’m so turned on watching all this that my balls ache for relief.
That doesn’t come until Richard and Sherry finally finish for the evening and he leaves. As soon as we’re alone, Sherry and I attack each other like never before.—C.K., India napolis, Indiana
I am a forty-two year old male executive who has never been married and lives alone. Although I have had much sexual experience with females, nothing prepared me for what I was to experience with my good friend Melvin.
You see, I am the president of a local computer club and Melvin is the disk librarian. As we live close to each other we usually share a ride. The meeting went quite well so we were in high spirits as we returned home. Melvin asked if he could come in and show me a new game.
I said, “Sure, I am always looking forward to the new games you come up with.” We went downstairs to my computer room and I noticed that Melvin was fidgeting strangely.
Melvin said, “Here’s the disk, I’m going to the bathroom.”
Minutes passed, and after I discovered the disk was blank, I went upstairs to see what was keeping Melvin. I peered in the open door to see Melvin whipping his weasel and moaning. As shocked as I was, I somehow felt compelled to enter. Melvin said, “I learned this game in boarding school back in England.”
Melvin stared intently at my crotch and then dropped to his knees. As he unzipped me, my seven inches sprang to attention. He gave the best head I had ever received. Being a man, he knew how to properly treat a cock. He slowly licked my cock from head to base and back again. He continued for five minutes, occasionally pausing to squeeze the base of my cock to keep me from coming. He then went to work on my balls for several minutes. I was begging him to allow me to come when he somehow managed to swallow my complete seven inches. I came hard and fast as Melvin swallowed every last drop of my load with a contented grin on his face.
I felt it only fair to return the favor so I removed Melvin’s pants and received a pleasant surprise. His cock was uncircumcised! Although it was only five inches long, I fell in love with it at first sight. I must have kissed and licked the head for ten minutes. Melvin finally said “Take it down, matey!” I peeled back his foreskin and took his cock and repeatedly swallowed it. When he came, I almost died in ecstasy. I never dreamed that sperm could taste this fine! So, I discovered I was hard again and Melvin and I got into a 69 until we collapsed.
We woke the next morning in my bed, come covering our bodies. Since that night, Melvin and I have had many more experiences. I have also found other men to satisfy me. On the whole, I now prefer sex with men to be much more enjoyable than with females! I must thank Melvin for enlightening me to this form of life. B.N., Windsor, Ontario
I am a loyal reader of Penthouse Letters and have been for many years. I know that homosexual love is a great turn-on for some of your readers because I am one who enjoys reading of others’ experiences.
I am now twenty-two and I have been bisexual for some time. As a young man I used to enjoy masturbation. I met another young man named Keith and we became casual friends and then we became fast friends. We used to masturbate each other and enjoyed it thoroughly. It then turned into heavier sexual encounters. We began to suck each other and enjoyed that.
As our relationship became more intense, we would spend almost every weekend together sucking each other for hours. I remember one occasion in particular. We had been swimming together and we were getting horny. When we went back to his apartment to change and wash up, I reached over and started rubbing his ass. We were both getting hornier and hornier. I was sitting on his waterbed and I pulled him over to me. I pulled down the front of his damp trunks and pulled out his swelling cock. I really love to suck cock and I took Keith’s cock in my mouth and began sucking him. Then I took off my trunks and pulled him over on top of me and we kissed very passionately, probing each other’s eager mouth and grinding our cocks against each other. We then began sucking each other in the 69 position and I was getting so horny that I began sucking his beautiful cock faster and faster till he exploded his hot come in my mouth. Soon after that, I came and then we started all over again.
Another time he was staying over at my house. We were sitting on my bed, talking about nothing in particular. I reached over and took Keith’s cock in my hand and began playing with him. Keith and I then began some heavy petting. Keith started wildly rubbing his cock on my leg while sucking and blowing in my ear.
I kneeled down and started kissing him and licking and kissing up his beautiful thighs until I reached his large cock. I was already hard and I began teasing him by licking the tip and then quitting.
When I couldn’t stand postponing it any longer, I plunged my mouth over his dick and began sucking hard and fast. Still I would stop just before he came and tease him some more. Finally I decided to let him come so I began sucking him with all my strength.
Keith was going wild with pleasure. When he was just about to come, I told him to shoot all over my chest. He did it, all right, coming and showering my chest with his luscious white jism. I wiped it all over me. Then he bent over and began to suck my nipples. Even though I’m a man, my nipples are as sensitive as a woman’s and Keith sucked them beautifully. Moving lower, he sucked my dick until I filled his mouth and we both fell exhausted into each other’s arms, kissing frantically. We slept in each other’s arms all night and it was great. I have had sex with others, but I think Keith was the most sensuous of all my lovers. I felt like crying when he left but maybe we will meet again and he will let me suck him again. Name and address withheld
It has taken me a long time to write this letter to you, but I am glad I have, since I feel it is well deserving of your magazine—which I enjoy immensely.
This past summer my friend John and I had jobs as lifeguards for a pool at an exclusive country club. The clientele of this club are usually old, rich and snobby though there are young ones also . The only reasons that we like to work there are the great tans we receive, good pay it could be better and a lot of rich, bitchy snatch. Most times we work the same hours. This works out great so that one of us can cover if something comes up—and I mean up! Well, let me tell you my story.
John and I were working one Saturday morning during late August. We were shooting the breeze by the pool and trying to think of something to do for the afternoon. We figured we’d call our girlfriends and head to the beach. As we were talking, this broad—about thirty-five years old with a body that didn’t stop—came up to us and propositioned us. She said that she had been watching us for a couple of days and wanted to have sex with us. She said that she thought we were extremely good-looking and, as she gazed at our crotches, well built. I was almost frothing at the mouth from her words and her glances. She was beautiful. “Of course,” she said, “I’ll pay you.” I still couldn’t believe what was happening, but my cock began to stir, which assured me she was not kidding.
John asked her why she wanted to pay us money I think we would have done anything for this beauty , and she replied that it was a fantasy that she wanted to fulfill. I caught John’s eyes, and he assured me he was all for it. I said yes, and we made plans to meet her at her house at about one-thirty. She then turned and walked away as the two of us stared at her backside—nicely tanned in a small, black bikini. I quickly dove into the pool before I embarrassed myself. John was right behind me.
John and I are both going into our senior year at college. I have known him a couple of years and we have become very good friends. We met at tryouts for the swim team during our freshman year and then became roommates. We became very active at school in sports and sex. We are both average-looking, with good builds. This is more noticeable as we concentrate on our summer tans.
When we got off work, we took quick showers and threw on cutoffs and jerseys. We arrived at the address—a fence-enclosed mansion—at exactly one-thirty and were greeted at the door by Laurie. She was wearing a short white robe, which just barely covered her. Needless to say, the two of us were speechless once again. We began to relax a little. As we sat by the pool, she gave us each a hundred dollars—to be her “sex gods.” This was really going to be an interesting afternoon, I remember thinking. We stuffed the bills in our pockets.
After about an hour of bullshitting and a couple of beers , she suggested we strip, which we quickly did without any questions. She stared at us for a couple of minutes, then she stepped toward me. Her hands touched my shoulders, going down my chest to my navel, then back up. Her eyes hadn’t left my cock, which was now at half-staff and eager for business. I would have grabbed her had she not switched her attention to John. She rubbed him the same way, then stopped as he became aroused. She led us over to a mat that had been placed by the pool, and she removed her robe. She had a beautiful body—nice legs, ample breasts and black pubic hair. I couldn’t control myself any longer. I kissed her gently on the lips as my fingers massaged her tits. She was moaning softly as her hands searched for my cock—which by this time was fully erect.
John approached her from behind and started to grind himself between her thighs, his cock sliding between her cheeks and legs. As we went down on the mat, I knelt between her legs and began to feast. She moaned softly. John placed his cock in her mouth, and she lapped at it with excitement. My tongue was in and out of her like a piston, sucking on her lips and her clit as her juices flowed over my face. My cock was ready to blow its wad, so I quickly mounted her and began to pump for all I was worth. She began to shudder and moan, then contracted—in her first orgasm. John and I were still going strong and were really pumping into her. I felt myself ready to come, so I gave one last thrust. I groaned and tensed as my orgasm went through my body and I unloaded my jism into her cunt. She moaned again as another orgasm raked her body. I lay there a moment. Then I heard John grunting and yelling that he was coming as he exploded into her mouth. She continued to moan as John’s come dripped from the corners of her mouth. We both withdrew our cocks from her and basked in the heat of the hot sun and good sex.
After a few minutes Laurie got up and dove into the pool. John and I were right behind her. We fooled around in the pool for about twenty minutes, joking around as well as pawing each other. She decided we all needed another beer and went to get it. John and I decided that this wasn’t bad for a hundred bucks—and we were hoping for more fun. We got out of the pool to dry off. As we sat by the pool in conversation, Laurie began to rub baby oil on her body, then decided that she wanted to give us both a massage. We were game for anything. John and I stood there as she applied the oil to our bodies. “First,” she said, “I want oil all over your bodies so I can see what my Greek sex gods look like.” She started with our faces, then progressed down to our toes. Our cocks started to stir as she rubbed them gently. She then kissed our cocks and stood back. She stared at us for a couple of minutes, then remarked how fantastic we looked with the sun beating down on our bodies. She loved the way our blond bushes glistened in the sun and gave each of our balls a quick squeeze.
Our tans really looked great on our slick bodies, as did the contrast of the whiteness around our groin areas. John really looked like a Greek god as his sex began to stir. She pulled us toward the mat and made us lie face down. She began to rub John’s arms, then his shoulders and neck, across his back to his ass. She was moaning softly. He was squirming with excitement, and so was I. She then proceeded to do the same to me. My cock was stiff against the mat, ready to be relieved. We turned over, and our cocks stood straight up. She took turns sucking off each of us, bringing us just to the breaking point and then stopping short.
Then she surprised us when she said that she would give us another fifty bucks each if we continued to massage each other and make love while she watched. I was leery at first and began to protest until I felt John’s hand on my chest. He slowly circled my nipples and massaged them gently. He was looking right into my eyes and saying, “Why not?” The feeling was great, but this wasn’t right. He took one of my hands and ran it down across his chest to rest on his thigh. A shiver went through my body as I began to relax and get excited. My mind was asking a million questions, and they were only answered by feelings. He sat up over me, with his legs on either side of my body and his cock hanging over my chest. It was beautiful looking. His fingers massaged my shoulders and chest strongly yet gently. My hands clutched his back muscles and pushed hard. I released the pressure to a gentle motion. It felt good. His eyes told me it was okay. Laurie didn’t say anything. He moved back down my thighs and rubbed lightly.
My cock stirred as he passed over it, electrically touching his cock. The excitement increased as sweat flowed out of my pores. My eyes never left his. He stroked my legs, then moved his fingers up the insides of my legs. He moved to my cock. I wanted him to take me, but I couldn’t say anything. He touched it gently, then rubbed it harder. My eyes closed as he bent down and kissed it. I thought I was going to explode. His mouth surrounded the tip, and another shudder went through me. The feeling was fantastic. My cock went deeper into his mouth, then out again. I didn’t want these fantastic feelings to be wasted on me alone. I wanted John to enjoy it also. I stopped him and turned myself around. Now it was my turn. I held his cock in my hands, just staring at it. He had already replaced my cock in his mouth, and the pleasure began to flow through me again. I tasted his cock, and a drop of come sliding from the slit. I licked him up and down. He was hard as an oak. I kissed his sweaty, hairy balls, then sucked them hard, savoring the taste and feeling.
He reacted to my touch and sucked me harder. The feelings were indescribable. The two of us became more excited. I went back to his cock. In and out. Harder. Suck. I could hear myself moaning as I felt the pleasure of John sucking on my cock as I sucked harder on his. The concentration was deep as I sucked his cock and rammed my own in and out of his mouth. He did the same as the excitement mounted. We were squirming all over the mat, swimming in each other’s sweat. It wasn’t long before I felt my orgasm rise, then rip through me. My cock spasmed, and my come shot into his mouth. He moved his head away as I continued to unload. My body was still contracting, and I sucked him quicker. My hands were on his tight, muscled ass, pushing as much of him into my mouth as possible. His body tensed, and he screamed as his cock exploded into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could and continued to suck him off, for it was a feeling I didn’t want to lose. I finally rolled over. Laurie came over to the mat and kissed us both.
The newfound sexual activity of John and myself has brought us to ecstasy a number of times since our rendezvous with Laurie. Of course, we are always on the prowl for eager beavers there’s nothing like a sweet, wet pussy . The money we made that day came in handy. Name and address withheld
I am a second-generation Asian-American woman married to a highly successful financial professional, also Asian-American. I myself have an MBA in economics and earn a fairly high salary. Clark and I have been married for four years. He is very good looking, and we make a good pair, as people often say that I am stunning, both in face and body. I was a virgin when I married Clark, who at 32 is five years older than me. From my viewpoint we have always had very good sex life, though Clark has one proclivity that was initially disturbing to me—he occasionally rented hard-core sex movies. At his urging, I would watch them with him once in a while. He would invariably be very turned on, and we would end up having energetic sex. I finally accepted this and didn’t let it worry me, since our sex life was quite active and satisfying, with or without movies.
Clark and I are also very sociable and often attend parties, both for social and professional reasons. Clark seems to enjoy showing me off to his friends, and I enjoy his obvious pleasure in doing so.
In the business circles in which we move we come in contact with people of many races and nationalities, both clients and colleagues. Among the former are two handsome and athletic gentlemen in their early 30s who are partners in a technology company: Josh, a tall, muscular black man, and Prang, an Asian Indian on his way to becoming a U.S. citizen. They became Clark’s clients when they were trying to raise capital for their company. He succeeded in securing capitalization for them. Soon after that they began looking for someone to replace their departing CFO, and they asked if I would be interested. Though it meant trading in my secure position at an established firm for a high-risk venture, I finally accepted. I joined the company, and in six months I helped double their business with my contacts.
Clark cheered these developments, and seemed particularly interested in my personal relationship with Josh and Prang, which was friendly but quite professional. I soon began to notice that the videos he brought home now often featured Asian women with black men. He also found some Indian sex videos on the Internet. Though I watched some of them with him, I didn’t particularly care for them, primarily because the men were not attractive, and the sex was primitive and obvious. But I had to admit that the size of the men’s penises was eye-opening, both the black men and the Indians. I also noticed that while the Asian women in these videos were small compared to the men, their cunts somehow managed to take those big cocks all the way in, which I would have thought to be impossible.
Once in a while Clark would ask me if I was ever curious about big penises, and whether I thought size mattered. I admitted to a passing curiosity, but I told him that those women who seemed to enjoy those big cocks so much were probably just acting up a storm. Clark disagreed. Besides, he said, it was really erotic to watch people of different colors entangled in wild sex acts, and I had to admit he had a point there.
One summer weekend, Clark decided to invite Josh and Prang to our country house, along with their girlfriends. Josh couldn’t make it, but Prang showed up on Friday night with a beautiful Russian girl named Kit. We had a nice dinner and some conversation, but we were all tired and went to bed early.
Although we had set up Prang and Kit in separate bedrooms, we were awakened at some point by unmistakable coupling noises, which seemed to just go on and on. I couldn’t get back to sleep, so Clark suggested that we take a peek. It happened that the window of the bedroom they were using could be seen from the rear balcony, so we went out there. There was a light on in the room, and they sure were having fun, going at it in doggie position. I saw Prang’s penis and I was amazed at the size of it. It may not have been as big as some of those in the sex movies, but it was impressively large and long. Kit, who was about five feet five, was doing all she could to keep from screaming out her pleasure, biting into the pillow. We watched for about 10 minutes, and I saw enough to realize that Prang was an expert lover. Finally I tugged at Clark and we went back to bed, where I jumped on him and we proceeded to have such wild sex that I was sure Prang and Kit could hear us as well.
We all had sheepish smiles the following morning when we converged for breakfast. But as things were more or less out in the open, the conversation naturally drifted towards sex.
Kit started it, saying boldly that she believed women should be able to sample as many men as they wanted, much the same as men do with women. She then asked me what I thought. I said I really hadn’t thought much about it, but if she was talking about equal rights, then I agreed with her. I said this mischievously, mostly to get a reaction from Clark. At that point I had no desire to sample any man but him.
I was surprised when Clark said, “Well, times have changed. Equal rights are in. As long as no one abuses other people’s rights, women should be free to do what they want.” This surprised me because Chinese men are notoriously chauvinistic, and Clark up to now had been no exception.
After breakfast Clark and I left Prang and Kit alone and went to shop for some supplies. It was a very hot day, and by the time we finished going from store to store and loading the car, I was sweaty and my clothes were clinging to my skin. When we got back, we heard those unmistakable noises again as we unpacked the supplies in the kitchen. Clark encouraged me to look, but I didn’t want to do so from outside in broad daylight. Fortunately they had left the door to Kit’s bedroom ajar, so I did go to take a peek.
This time Prang was on his back, with Kit riding his penis. Her back was to the door. I was transfixed again by that big penis, glistening with Kit’s cream as it went in and out of her cunt. Prang happened to glance at the door and our eyes locked for an instant. Then I walked away.
I was hot from the sun, and now I was hot and bothered by what I’d just seen, especially since I had been caught watching. So I told Clark I was going to take a shower as he went on unpacking the supplies.
I don’t know how long I had been in the shower when I heard the bathroom door open and close. “Clark?” I called, but there was no answer. The shower curtain was opaque, so I couldn’t see who it was, but I assumed it had to be my husband, and I didn’t turn around when he got into the shower with me. The first thing I felt was a hard penis. It touched me higher than Clark’s would have, and it felt bigger. I turned around and saw Prang.
“What are you doing here?” I said, trying to remain calm.
“I thought I would help you cool off,” Prang said, smiling.
“I don’t need help. Besides, I told Clark I was taking a shower. He might join me any minute.”
“I don’t think so,” Prang said. “He is busy.”
“Busy? What do you mean?”
“I’ll show you afterwards,” Prang said. “He will still be there.”
Agitated by the implications of this, I nevertheless didn’t drive him away as I went on with my shower. I even let him scrub me, and I scrubbed him in return, getting a closeup view of his big penis in raging erection. I didn’t think of stopping him when he scrubbed my breasts, and even opened my legs so he could wash my cunt. I also scrubbed his penis, which was so thick I couldn’t get my fingers around its girth.
When we got out of the shower I was still curious about what he’d meant about Clark. Prang helped me dry off and then led me to Kit’s bedroom, both of us still naked. The door was slightly ajar, but there was no clear view. But it wasn’t necessary the noises that came from inside were unmistakably sexual. Prang pushed the door open just a little more and moved behind me so I could peek. Sure enough, Clark was merrily pushing his cock in and out of Kit’s cunt.
As I watched, Prang’s fully erect penis touched my back, and I felt the wetness of his precome. I turned, feeling quite angry, and dragged him to our bedroom. I lay down on the bed and without preliminaries opened my legs for him. Prang got on the bed and went straight for my cunt. He then proceeded to show me just how expert a lover he was as he brought me to orgasm, kissing my cunt in the most exquisite ways, and then kissing and caressing me all over. No patch of skin was left unattended as he kept my body very hot and receptive to everything he was doing. My desire for revenge on Clark faded into passionate lust as I marveled at his skill and his determination to please me so completely.
Finally Prang went back to my cunt and brought me to another climax. Then he positioned his cock at my swollen pussy, rubbing it gently, then pushing in just a bit. I was a little apprehensive about the size of him. Prang told me to relax, and when I didn’t, he went back to eating me again and brought me to another climax, transporting me to a different sensual level. I had never been multi-orgasmic before, and at this point I was ready for anything. When he positioned his cock at my pussy again I was eager for it, and he went in easily and smoothly, slowly sliding himself in to the hilt. I was incredulous at the sight of our pelvises pressing hard against each other, with his big long cock totally inside my steaming cunt.
I smiled at him and pulled his head down so I could kiss him with open mouth. He knew I wanted him now, and not just to get even with Clark. Our eyes locked as he began to pull his cock out to the tip, and then push it back in to the hilt. It felt so good, and he was hitting places inside my cunt which made my body tingle and my toes curl. I watched that cock, now glistening with my cream, move out and then back in. He increased the tempo just a bit, and after a while I was lost in intense sexual sensations, my rotating pelvis meeting his every time he drove his cock into my cunt. I kissed him again and said breathlessly, “Make it last a very long time.”
For the rest of the afternoon Prang showed me his skill, control and desire to please me. He never pulled his cock out as he shifted me from one position to another, bringing me to orgasm after orgasm. We would rest to catch our breath, and then he would be at it again, until he had me unabashedly screaming my pleasure, screaming with every stroke, because it was so good!
Very late in the afternoon, when we stopped to rest after Prang finally came with a loud growl, I noticed how hungry I was and realized that we hadn’t had lunch. I put on my robe, and Prang went to his room to get his. Clark and Kit were already in the kitchen, also dressed only in robes. I didn’t know what to say to Clark, but he smiled at me to signal that all was well with him, and I smiled weakly back. Kit, not at all embarrassed, said that when Clark had heard me screaming he had become a real tiger, and kept going most of the afternoon. At one point, she said, he had told her he wished he could see what was going on. Well, I thought, he can peek through the window tonight.
We were all ravenous, so I prepared some sandwiches and we sat down to eat. The food went fast, and the conversation centered on trivial things.
Prang was on my side of the table, his chair close to mine. Midway through the meal his hand started caressing my thigh. I spread my legs to let him have access to my cunt. After a while I was having a little difficulty tracking the conversation. My hand moved to his cock and began playing with it. I guess it was a bit obvious what we were doing, for at one point Clark “accidentally” dropped a spoon and bent down to pick it up, pausing just a bit to see what was going on. I spread my thighs some more as I pumped Prang’s cock, knowing that my husband could see how wet I was as Prang’s finger worked itself in and out of my cunt.
When the meal was over I announced that I was going to take a shower. As I stood up my robe came open, but I didn’t bother closing it as I walked to the bathroom. Prang jumped up, saying he would join me, and he didn’t bother hiding his stiff cock either. Before leaving the room I heard Clark suggesting to Kit that they also shower in the other bathroom.
After we showered and went back to our bedroom, I thanked Prang for making me realize I was multi-orgasmic, and said I was ready to experience more. He said he was glad. Then we really went to town. I couldn’t get enough of that cock, and of the way he treated my body, and I threw myself with abandon into everything he wanted. I tried to suck Prang’s cock, but it was too big and I could not get it all into my mouth. Still, I gave it a good effort.
We fucked and fucked into the night. I was also wickedly inspired because I was pretty sure that Clark would be watching, at least some of the time. Later Kit told me that the two of them had watched us from the balcony for maybe an hour. They had seen Prang take me in many different positions, and had seen how wild I got.
At one point, well past midnight, Prang admitted that Clark had set up the whole thing, because he had wanted to sleep with Kit, as well as to see me do it with another man. I started to get angry again, but Prang pacified me with his glorious fucking. He especially liked how I responded to his ministrations, and how I clung to him with all my strength when I was in the throes of orgasm, urging him not to stop.
Prang also told me that Clark had wanted Josh to be there too, because he wanted to watch me fuck a black man, and also because Josh had a gorgeous German girlfriend named Lise that he was hot for. I then said that if that was what Clark wanted, that was how it would be, although I told Prang that I doubted whether Josh could be as good as he was. Prang said I should wait and see.
At breakfast the following morning, I excited Clark by saying I thought we should invite Josh for the following weekend. I also told him that I was going to spend the afternoon and evening with Josh alone, so I could give him a chance to see if he could please me as much as Prang had. Clark was surprised, but obviously delighted.
The following Friday night, when Josh and Lise showed up, I gave them about 10 minutes to socialize, and then took Josh aside to tell him what I planned to do with him, if he was willing. He didn’t say a thing, just smiled broadly, and I could see that he had also been in on the setup from the beginning.
Leaving Clark to amuse himself with Lise, I dragged Josh to the bedroom. It turned out that Josh was just as well endowed as Prang, though the head of his dick tipped up a bit in a provocative manner. This time I did not have any trepidation about the size of his cock, seeing that I had been so successful in taking Prang’s. Josh was also quite skilled, and knew just as many positions, and I was just as noisy with him as I’d been with Prang. Prang may have been able to last longer, but Josh had the ability to get hard again and again, even after he had come several times. I had my first orgasm quickly, and after that it was just a matter of how many more I could take without passing out.
The next day I learned that Clark and Lise had spent half the night fucking and the other half watching Josh and me. I had been too busy with Josh even to think of watching them, but now I felt I wanted to, particularly because Lise was a strikingly tall blonde girl with a spectacular figure, and the thought of her doing it with my rather diminutive Asian husband was intriguing. Fortunately I did get to watch them the next day, and it was indeed a stimulating sight. What stimulated me most was watching Lise suck him off. She was easily able to take all of his cock in her mouth, and the way she kissed it and licked it and sucked on it, making him moan and gasp and finally erupt again in her mouth, made me envy her skills. And when she happily threw her head back and slowly and sensually swallowed down his come, it made me so hot that I knew I had to try it with Josh, in spite of my failure with Prang.
In a fever I pulled Josh back to bed, then crouched over him on my knees and opened my mouth as wide as it would go. I managed to take the tilted head of his cock between my lips, but all I could do was run my tongue around it, fluttering it over the tip. Josh moaned softly and pushed up at me, and I could feel the precome oozing from the little hole. It ran down over the head, and with its help I was able to slip my mouth down a little further. I was beginning to make progress, but all too soon I felt the head pushing against my throat. Oh my god, if I was going to take any more I was going to have to swallow that thing!
Josh was moaning more loudly, and I was so wet I couldn’t believe it. I needed that cock in my pussy again, but first I was determined to have it come in my mouth. Taking a deep breath through my nose, I relaxed my throat as much as I could and pushed down. No. Trying again. No. Again, damn it. And yes! Yes, I was taking that massive head down my throat, and my lips were moving down over his shaft, and then they were pressing into his pubic hair. I had him!
After that it was just a question of moving my head up and down, very carefully at first, swallowing him down each time. It didn’t really take long. Josh later told me that no woman had ever been able to take all of him before, and it made him so hot he shot down my throat after only a few strokes. I didn’t have a chance to tilt my head back, as Lise had I was too busy gulping down his streaming jism as it poured into my throat. But it felt fabulous!
After that weekend Clark finally admitted to setting the whole thing up. He said that he had shown me the videos of Asian women with black men, and the Indian videos, in order to plant the idea in my head. He explained that he’d had this irresistible urge to watch me, his wife, have sex with dark-skinned men. Then, when I pressed him, he also admitted that he had badly wanted to make it with both Kit and Lise, and that both Josh and Prang had been fine with the idea of swapping.
I was angry at him for not discussing it with me first, but I also couldn’t deny that I had enjoyed every minute of it, and that I would like to continue fucking Prang and Josh. Clark jumped at this, and said he would love to videotape some of the sessions.
We made an arrangement with Josh and Prang, who were both very happy to continue our relationship. Now one of them comes home with me each day when we finished working. During the week they alternate, and both of them usually come around on the weekends. Clark is usually watching, and often videotapes our sessions—unless he is too busy with Kit and/or Lise, who sometimes come along with their boyfriends. And once every few weeks or so, we all have an orgy.
This plan has worked out very well. Clark seems to be very happy at this turn of events, and it has made our own private sex life even better. He is also happy with his growing videotape collection, featuring his wanton Asian wife fucking like crazy with a black and an Indian man. I now enjoy watching the tapes with him as well, and we often fuck while watching them.
As for our business, it has quadrupled over the past six months, again because of my contacts. I have become a full partner in the company, with a third of the outstanding shares. I often have to travel on business, and on those trips either Prang or Josh always travels with me, and sometimes both, although we never have to rent more than one hotel room. Sometimes I call Clark just as I am about to fuck Prang or Josh—or both. He likes to listen, so I lay the phone by the bed and we go to town. We’re looking forward to the time when we can do it by videophone.—Name and address withheld
I have always thought that sucking another guy’s dick would make me a queer or weirdo, and I have always been careful about revealing the dream I have had about blowing another man’s cock. Although I have had many opportunities to suck a cock, I always felt afraid to try. Since I have been old enough to go to adult movies, I have been jacked off and have jacked off quite a few men, but I have never had one in my mouth, although I have thought about that very much. I am now twenty-nine, and I would like to share with your readers my initial adult homosexual experience, which happened two years ago in Chicago, Illinois.
One night I decided to go to a double feature at one of our local theaters. From what I recall, the movies were Emmanuelle and Weekend with the Babysitters. They were both R-rated movies, and I figured there would be some “skin action.” Sure enough, there were a lot of bare bodies in the first movie, and I spent a lot of time feeling my cock when a sexy scene was on the screen.
When the first movie ended, I got up from my seat to go to the john. I proceeded to unzip my pants and take a piss when another guy went up to the next stall to do the same. A few seconds went past, and I felt this person staring at me. Sure enough, the guy in the next stall was looking down at my cock. My whole body started shaking. I have fantasized so many times about something like this happening to me. I hesitated for a moment, then thought to myself, Why not?
He continued to look at me, and I decided to show him more. I cautiously stepped back about two or three inches and let my left hand hang down, holding my cock with my right hand so he could get a better view of what I had. Although I only have about seven inches, I consider myself well-endowed, and so do a lot of my female partners.
Anyway, he continued staring and moved his right hand away from his own cock so I could see what he had. He was a little better hung than I was about eight and a half inches , and I was happy that he was circumcised—an uncircumcised dick would undoubtedly have turned me off.
With the looks we exchanged, there was no doubt that we were very interested in each other. After I finished taking my piss, I left the john, and he followed me to my seat. I decided to sit in the second seat so he could sit in the aisle seat. A few minutes went past before he put his hand on my thigh and started rubbing it. My cock was so hard I was afraid it would explode. He lifted his hand up to my genital area and started fondling my dick. I touched his hand very gently to hold my explosion for as long as possible. It felt so good having another hand on my dick, but I was still so nervous that my body was shaking more than before. I decided to put my hand on his cock. To my delight, he was also hard and very horny. He whispered in my ear that he wanted to suck my dick and he wanted me to suck him too. My mind was so shattered then, I didn’t know what to say. I hesitated for as long as possible and then suggested we leave the theater for a more comfortable place. Although I had no idea where to go, we both got up to leave. We stopped outside and talked about where we wanted to go. We decided on a nearby area that was being developed and had many new houses in the process of being built. I followed him and parked in a dark area where no one was in sight. I felt very comfortable and safe there.
We both got out of our cars, and he took my hand and walked for a while to a grassy area away from the road. It was then that he held me close to him and put his lips to mine. I was really shocked by this but decided to go through with it. To my surprise it was a real turn-on when his tongue explored mine. It was the first time I had kissed another man. He dropped to his knees, unbuckled my pants and unzipped them. My cock was so excited I was surprised I didn’t come right then and there. He took my cock into his mouth and started sucking ever so softly. He was fondling my ass at the same time, and I can’t explain the sensation I was feeling. I tried to hold off as long as I could, but then the moment came. I exploded into his mouth. He swallowed every drop and kept his mouth on my dick until I was completely limp.
He then told me it was my turn. I had been given such a fantastic blowjob by him, how could I say no? I told him I had never done this before, and he told me he would be very careful with me and that I should take my time. I unzipped his pants and pulled down his underwear. In front of me was the first cock I would ever suck in my life. I was so scared I didn’t know what to do. I grabbed the base of his cock and started licking the sides of his dick. I was really getting turned on by this, and he was rubbing my hair and giving me support. After a while I put his cock in my mouth. At first I thought I would gag on it, but he was very gentle with me and didn’t force me to do anything I didn’t want to. I sucked up and down on his eight and a half-inch cock, getting as much as I could into my mouth. After about two minutes of me sucking him, I felt him tense up. I grabbed his ass and tried to get as much of his cock as possible in my mouth without choking on it. He came, and I felt so relieved. As so many of your letters have said, there was nothing to it. I had finally sucked a cock!
We both put our pants back on and talked a little more about our experience. We kissed again, very passionately, and decided to exchange phone numbers so we could see each other again. After that initial experience, Kenny and I saw each other about once every two or three weeks. Although I have since moved to Honolulu, Kenny has come to visit me once last year and plans to visit me again soon. I plan to introduce him to a friend of mine who I met on the beach in Waikiki, who hangs about ten inches. I hope we have a fantastic threesome. Although I have had quite a few gay experiences since moving to Hawaii, that first night with Kenny was my most exciting so far. N.B., Honolulu, Hawaii
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