My ex-girlfriend Lois was 21 when we met. I was 24. She was raised as a nice middle-class girl, open-minded about most things in life.
Lois was living at home with her parents, and one day when neither of us had classes we decided to polish off a bottle of vodka from their liquor cabinet before going out to a bar. We were a bit drunk when we got to the bar, which was dead at that time of day. There was one other customer in the place, so Lois and I sat in a corner with our drinks.
We got a little frisky, if you know what I mean, and Lois playfully rubbed my hard-on through my jeans. “You like that?” she teased. “I bet you want to fuck my tight pussy.”
The bartender, a guy in his 50s, looked at us disapprovingly. The other customer had a dirty smile, clearly enjoying the show.
“Stop before you get us thrown out,” I said.
My wife and I have been married 30-plus years. At 55 Francine looks 40. She’s about five-feet-four and 120 pounds. Keeps her hair and nails done all the time.
About six months ago I knew something was on her mind. Sex was almost nonexistent. After one of our rare sessions she said, “Let’s talk.” Then she said, “You know your fantasy of seeing some young hung stud do your wife?”
I said, “Yes, but you told me it would never happen.”
Francine said, “Maybe it’s my age or all this cougar stuff, but I want to do it.” Just hearing this, my dick got hard. She went on to say, “A big hung black guy.”
I go, “What?”
She said, “Think of me sucking that big black dick.”
At the time of the story I’m about to tell you I was a woman happily married with no kids but I sure did want one or two. I’m five-seven, 115 pounds and worked out every day for at least ten minutes to keep my figure that my husband of 13 years said was as good as any model he’s ever seen. I got hit on by men regularly.
Before my husband I had never been with another man. Neil is a wonderful self-made man who worked his way up at a big store in our town to be department manager. Three years ago we tried to get pregnant. We had been trying for two years when the man that owned the store had a stroke and passed the store on to his son Jeff. Jeff was 55 and lost his wife to cancer the year before. At the funeral I hugged and kissed him and told him we felt for him.
At the first company holiday party after Jeff took over the store, he came up to me and said he couldn’t forget anyone as pretty as me and danced with me I think four times. Neil told me Jeff was falling for me because he couldn’t keep his hands off of me. It’s true Jeff did feel my ass a lot when we were dancing, but I had looked at Neil and he didn’t seem to care so I let him—and wiggled it for him!
A dozen years ago, after two years of marriage my wife and I decided we needed to spice up our sex lives. For my birthday we’d rented a condo in New Orleans, and to my delight Aline finally agreed to check out a swingers’ club.
Aline stands five feet four, with big tits tapering to a tiny waist and cute bubble butt, and long dark hair, green eyes and a year-round tan from sunning nude by our back-yard pool on top of her naturally dark complexion. Her clincher though is what I term her “yo” smile. When she flashes it with her bedroom eyes, I always know what guys are thinking!
We flew in Thursday night, had dinner and got to bed relatively early, to be rested for the swingers’ club on Friday. While Aline got dressed, I delivered her a stream of mojitos to make sure she was relaxed, not to mention horny—one of the many things I love about her is that booze makes her horny!
I am a successful businessman married for 14 years to a beautiful woman named Nina. My wife is five feet nine inches tall, and has maintained her trim, 130-pound figure through daily exercise and aerobics. Her large breasts are full and firm, with little sag. Although she is 42 years old she looks about 30, with her long blonde hair and emerald-green eyes.
A couple of months ago my company took on a French foreign-exchange student through an intern program that was to last for six weeks. Jaques was 21 years old and very good looking, with dark hair, brown eyes and a swimmer’s body.
A week after Jaques arrived in the States, his housing arrangements fell through. I talked to Nina, and she agreed that since our house had several extra bedrooms, we could easily put Jaques up during his stay.
A few months ago my pretty wife Judy and I had some extensive landscaping work done on our property. Judy was so pleased with the results that she decided to thank the young guys who did the work in a very personal way. She did this by screwing all four of them, one after the other, while I watched.
That night seemed to light a fire in my wife’s belly and to give her a taste for adventurous sex which she hadn’t shown before. She told me that it had been the wildest night of her life, and that she had loved feeling all the different-sized cocks, and experiencing the various ways the guys had fucked her. I then told her that watching her making it with all those guys was a huge turn-on for me as well. And since then our sex life has been one thrill after another.
At first she concentrated on gang bangs, since fucking and sucking four men at once had turned her on so much. If we saw three or four men drinking together in a bar she would start flirting with them, and usually she didn’t have too much trouble getting them to go home with her, or to take her to a motel. By the end of the evening she would have them so worked up that they usually wouldn’t object too much when she told them that her husband would be watching.
One warm moonlit night about six weeks ago, my 32-year-old wife Lorna and I were walking through a neighborhood park not far from our home. The park seemed deserted, so at one point we sat down on a bench and started to make out. Well, one thing led to another, and things started to get pretty heavy. Then, as it happened, two men came along and spotted us, just as Lorna was giving me a blowjob while I fingered her to orgasm. Her blouse was wide open and her 36C breasts were fully exposed. The two men stood there watching us as we both came. One of the guys pulled his zipper down and began jerking off his very thick cock.
When Lorna saw this she became very aroused. To my surprise, she walked over to the two men and led them to a nearby picnic table, where they both fucked her. I couldn’t believe how much it excited me to watch as they brought her to several orgasms.
Later, Lorna and I discussed what happened. Lorna said she got very aroused by the idea of displaying her fantastic body, and even having sex in public. I told her I had really gotten turned on watching her fuck those two strangers, and wouldn’t mind watching her again with someone else. After that we had wild sex every night for the next week.
My husband Isaac and I are both in our 50s, but we are in good health, in good physical shape and very sexually active. I still have a pretty nice figure for my age, and I am open-minded and sincerely enjoy all kinds of sexual experiences.
Although our physical relationship has always been good, as with many couples who have been married for over 30 years, routine and habit eventually took its toll, and we finally decided to embark upon some erotic adventures in order to keep things interesting and spicy. I would not define us as hard-core swingers by any stretch of the imagination, but over the last five years we have engaged in a couple of serendipitous trysts, and done the spouse-swapping game with a few other select couples. We both found these periodic exchanges to be pretty exciting and sexually stimulating.
About nine months ago, our favorite local steak house hired a new waiter, who turned out to be very interesting. Ramon was a divorced man of 42, very handsome, six feet five and well built, though not overly muscular, with a light brown complexion and a charmingly sincere manner. After we got to know him, he told us that he was part Spanish, with a little Creole mixed in from his mother’s side, and a splash of Irish and Dutch from his father’s.
For my wife Sue’s 40th birthday, I surprised her with a 10-day cruise. Sue is five feet two inches tall, with sandy brown hair, green eyes and an attractive figure which she keeps in good shape. She’s always been willing to experiment with sex, and has initiated several kinky adventures. She often used to fantasize about having someone watch us fuck, but my fantasy went a step further—I wanted to watch her get absolutely hammered by another guy. Though we’d talked about these ideas many times, usually in the throes of hot sex, I wasn’t sure it would ever happen.
We embarked on our cruise on a March morning, and after strolling around the ship we went to the bar for a few drinks before dinner. At dinner we were seated with three other couples, with whom we quickly hit it off, and things were going well.
Our waiter, Zeke, was a young man of Greek descent, well-built, attractive and very personable. It was obvious that all the women at the table were checking him out, and even flirting with him a little. I’m sure he was used to this happening; he smiled a lot, and was very attentive to the ladies.
I am a 22-year-old black man, six feet three and 195 pounds. A few weeks ago I went to a local sports bar to watch a football game and hang out. Midway through the game a white man in his late 20s came in with a beautiful woman who looked to be about my age and had an incredible body. I caught her looking over at me a few times. At one point she bent down and whispered something in the man’s ear, and he looked over at me too.
The ball game was almost over, so I figured I’d have one more for the road. The bartender put another drink in front of me, and when I went to pay him he pointed at the white man and said the drink was on him.
A moment later the white couple came over, and the man told me his name was Bruce, and his wife’s was Doris. He said his wife found me very appealing and she wanted to know if I would like to join them for a nightcap at their hotel, which was just across the street. He told me his wife had always wanted to make it with a black man, and he’d always wanted to watch her do it.