My boyfriend and I were on an overnight hike, and we had almost gotten to the lake when it started to pour. It was the kind of thick, heavy spring rain that soaks in your hair and makes your skin slippery.
I closed my eyes and smiled up at the sudden downpour. Brad’s first reaction was to look around for a dry place to hide. There wasn’t one to be found. But sudden changes of weather turn me on, and one look at my fuck-me-now stare more than reconciled Brad to the rain. His thick cock made a quick tent in his sweatpants as it pointed toward me.
He made a grab for me and pressed his lips to mine. Thunder roared as our tongues locked. Water streamed through our hair and over our mouths. We savored the taste of rain and skin. Brad’s hand reached to palm my ass while his other arm cupped my body and lowered it onto a patch of moss.
I felt like I was on the cover of a romance novel. My shorts were off in a second, and my khaki button-down hung open, revealing my shiny breasts. I peeled one leg of Brad’s sweats off and watched the forest rain dripping off his generous-size hard-on.
On his knees on the waterlogged moss, he slid in me. With long, sensuous, slippery motions we arched and writhed and made love to the beat of the hard raindrops on the leaves. We rolled across the ground, and ended up with me kneeling over him on all fours, our energized bodies spotted with wet earth.
Lightning reflected its danger in Brad’s eyes. I pumped the wetness of my pussy on his hot cock as he caressed me with muddy hands. The pounding rain mixed with our moans of pleasure in a cacophony of desire punctuated with thunder. We rocked to the forest music, and came together, locked in simultaneous shuddering passion.
I swear, the rain stopped as soon as we came. The amenities in Mother Nature’s hotel have perfect timing. If that was her mud and spa treatment, we couldn’t wait to try the bath. The lake was closer than we thought, but far enough away for our bodies to be recharged.
Brad surveyed the shore while I dove in, clothes and all. Wet was wet. I stripped in the water, tossing my clothes out as they came off. Brad caught my panties with a sly smile and tossed me a bar of soap.
The sun was coming out now, and in force. Brad stripped off his wet clothes and swam out to join me. He grabbed me and hugged me tight. Brushing a strand of hair from my face, he whispered that he was glad he had found me and was lucky that I was his.
I washed his strong chest with the hard bar of soap, then took a deep breath and dived underwater to soap up his balls. I also gave his cock a quick cleaning with my mouth before coming back up. I began soaping myself now, taking extra time to spread the lather over my throat and breasts, knowing how he loved to watch me touch myself.
Brad paddled around and slid in me from behind, but our heads bobbed under the water and we couldn’t hold the position. Finally, I wrapped my soapy hands around his dick and jerked him off in the warm water. I wondered how far those tadpoles got to swim.
Hours later, after a long rest on the shore, a crazy drunken game of hide-and-seek and a dinner that we ate off each other’s stomach, I was dangling a bottle of beer between two fingers while admiring Brad’s naked body glistening in the moonlight. I was fascinated with wonder at how he could be that hard again.
He beckoned to me, and I knelt in front of him. Smiling, he traced my lips and asked, “Are they numb yet?”
“Yes,” I replied. “Are yours?”
“No,” he said, “but my head is.”
He tore open the snaps on my still-damp shirt and lustily licked underneath both tits. I pressed my near-full beer bottle between them and pushed him back, pouring some of the liquid in his mouth. Then I leaned back on one elbow, and he poured some in mine. My throat swallowed the beer, while my pussy swallowed the finger he was feeding it. Our heads were spinning, and we could only laugh when the beer missed our mouths and had to be licked off our necks.
When Brad staggered off to take a piss, I spread our sleeping bags out by the fire. When he came back, I was sitting there in the moonlight, my tits glowing with beer, my hair windblown, and my fingers spreading my pussy lips.
He stumbled over to give me a wet kiss. Gently pushing me to the ground, he knelt above me and fucked my mouth, while my fingers played with my wetness. Then, sliding his saliva-wet cock down my body, he plunged in me. Our kisses were wild and deep. He rocked his hips in circles, and I stared at the spinning stars as he pumped faster and harder.
As he started coming, he yelled out, “God, I love you!” His cry echoed across the lake, and I felt my pussy tighten. He was pressing against my clit, and the heat of his come combined with his beautiful words ignited a fire that spread through me with the pulsing pleasure of a strong, deep orgasm.
And finally we slept.–R.J., Jackson, Mississippi
I came home from a long day at work last Friday to find that my wife had sent the kids to my sister-in-law’s so that we could be alone. Jan told me to shower and shave because, she said, this was going to be “a very special night.”
My mind raced as I got ready, wondering what it was she had planned. I showered quickly and got dressed in one of my golf shirts and a pair of shorts. When Jan saw what I was wearing, she said that my outfit was very appropriate for the evening’s activities. She herself was wearing a pair of jeans shorts and a supertight T-shirt, and she looked sexy as hell.
She took me out to the car and then blindfolded me, saying that our destination was part of the surprise. We drove for about forty-five minutes, and when we stopped and I took off the blindfold, I was delighted to see that we had arrived at my favorite local golf course. Jan busied herself getting a picnic basket and a blanket out of the trunk.
I asked if I could help her with anything, and she said that she had everything under control, and I should just go along with it and enjoy. She then opened up the picnic basket and took out a nicely chilled bottle of wine. It was a warm night, the sky was full of stars, and it felt perfect.
Jan asked me to open the wine, and as I did so, she started to rub my now-hardening cock through my shorts. I poured the wine in the glasses she had brought along, and we sat there alternately drinking wine and sharing passionate kisses between sips.
When our glasses were empty, Jan pulled off my shirt and began to kiss me all over. After a few minutes of this she took out a bottle of Jack Daniel’s and started to do body shots, pouring some whiskey on various of my body parts and then slurping and licking it off. She did one off my neck, then my elbow, followed by my belly button.
Then she told me it was my turn. She took off her T-shirt and bra, revealing her beautiful breasts and rock-hard nipples. I too started with her neck, and then I poured one in the immense valley of her cleavage, lapping the last one out of her sexy navel.
She then asked me to take off my shorts and boxers and lie down on my stomach. She took out some oil, but before starting to give me a full-body massage she removed her shorts to reveal a pair of black lace thong panties. She asked me to take them off her with just my mouth, and I was only too happy to oblige. Naked now, she started working the oil slowly and carefully into my back and legs.
After about fifteen minutes Jan told me to roll over. She straddled my hips, sitting on my cock so it was pressed flat against my stomach. She massaged my chest and arms before spinning around to rub my calves, feet and thighs. Knowing how sensitive my inner thighs are, she grazed her fingers over them gently and maddeningly. When I couldn’t take it any more, I asked her to let me do her for a while. But she demurred, reminding me that this was my night.
At this point Jan slid off me, took my hard cock in her mouth and give me a blowjob I’ll remember the rest of my life. After she had sucked on my cock for a good ten minutes, I shot a huge load of come down her throat, which she swallowed eagerly. Even then she didn’t miss a beat, but just kept on sucking until she brought my cock back to hardness again.
Then she told me to stay where I was, because she was going to give me the ride of my life. She straddled me again, this time taking my long shaft up inside her exceedingly damp cunt. She leaned down to me, and we kissed passionately as she began to move up and down on me. Eventually she had the whole length of me inside her, stroking in and out over and over again.
After riding me like that for about fifteen minutes, she straightened up and leaned back on her hands, her stiff-nippled breasts pointing at the sky, as she continued to fuck me without missing a beat. I rubbed her hard clit with one hand while twiddling her sexy nipples with the other. In time this triggered a huge orgasm, which seemed to have her body in convulsions for at least three minutes.
After that, Jan leaned down to kiss me again, fucking me faster, until a couple of minutes later I filled her pussy with a full load of my come. When I had recovered my breath, I told my wonderful wife that this was a hole in one that I would always remember!–B.Z., Eugene, Oregon
I lay naked with my loved one on a blanket in the warm sand as we watched the setting sun sink into a sapphire sea. Wispy clouds burned with brilliant oranges, reds and yellows, setting the sky ablaze with color.
A light breeze blew, carrying the fragrance of tropical wildflowers and salt air to our noses. It touched our naked bodies with caresses as soft as rose petals and as light as a midsummer dream. Sea birds, wings spread wide, sailed majestically atop wind and current, while a symphony of songbirds sang farewell to the setting sun.
As this spectacle of momentary wonder began to fade, I turned to look upon the lady beside me, a vision of loveliness that will endure forever in my mind:
• the waves of flowing hair that framed the flawless features of her face.
• the dancing eyes that sparkled when she smiled.
• her perfectly sculpted cheeks and full red lips, which glistened as if begging to be kissed.
• her pert round breasts, which rose and fell with each sweet breath.
• and the graceful curves of her body, her rounded hips and shapely legs.
I took my loved one in my arms, pressing our naked bodies together and kissing her, as lightly as a butterfly, on the neck, allowing our passion to spark and to grow slowly. My fingertips explored her body lightly, tracing delicate lines down her sides, across her breasts and over her hips.
As the fire of desire began to burn, and she trembled at my touch, I ran my tongue tenderly down her neck to her breast, teasing the nipple with wet caresses until it stood erect and her body begged for more. I felt the desire crying out from deep within her as passion’s fire grew hotter with each breath she took in.
Then, and only then, did I touch my lips to hers–locking in a kiss thirsting with passion, deep, hot and wet. I wrapped my tongue around hers and searched the depths of her mouth, as my fingers found their way down to her love grotto. I moved them gently in a circular motion, allowing the tips to invade her wet depths, feeling her desire and the glow of anticipation as she neared the edge of climax, teasing her that way until the first spasm began.
Then I rammed my hard and throbbing rod to the very center of her passion, and held it there, deep inside her, as her mind and body were launched into orgasmic euphoria, soaring to the heights of pleasure. As her tempest of love began to fade, I started working my manhood in and out of her, reviving the ecstasy until she could stand it no more. Her muscles contracted and her breathing quickened once more, as did my passionate thrusts of love.
Each forceful stroke brought her closer to blissful culmination, until she could no longer contain the rush and it burst free in waves of intense pleasure. I continued to drive my pole deeper, wrapping her entire being in unimaginable euphoria, until I too reached the heights of climax. Electricity coursed through my body like lightning as thunderous spasms pumped the love juices from me into her warm, sticky depths.
As the powerful contractions subsided, I fell breathless into her loving embrace. Then we lay on the blanket under the light of a full moon, listening to our hearts beat and staring into the star-covered sky, until the heat of passion and the fires of desire were ignited once more.–V.C., Raleigh, North Carolina
“My heart leaps up when I behold a rainbow in the sky,” I said.
“Yeah? Who gives a shit?” Shelly said.
“It’s a quotation,” I said. “I was going to follow it up by saying that my heart also leaps up when I behold your beauteous naked body, such as now.”
“Yeah, and that ain’t all that leaps up,” Shelly said.
“I was merely trying to bring a little poetry to our otherwise mundane relationship,” I said. “But you have no soul, no aesthetic appreciation. I don’t know why I love you so much.”
“Because I got nice big tits, that’s why,” Shelly said. “And also because I can suck your eyeballs right out through your dick.”
“Felicitously put,” I murmured. “If a bit confusing anatomically. But even admitting your unequaled sexual prowess, there must be some other explanation for the intensity of my romantic emotions. Particularly since we have almost nothing else in common.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Shelly said. “Wanna eat my pussy?” She spread her wondrous legs apart as she lay naked on our bed.
“Of course,” I replied unhesitatingly. “Did you ever know a time when I didn’t?”
I got on the bed and put my head between her legs. The feeling of her inner thighs on either side of my face, the soft, smooth flesh pressing against my cheeks, was almost enough by itself to bring me to the point of orgasm. The fine, delicate scent of her pussy drove me crazy. I put my mouth on that pussy and set my tongue to work.
“I would rather eat your delicious pussy than anything else in the world,” I said, pausing briefly in my task. “If I were starving to death, and I was given a choice between eating a perfectly broiled steak and eating your cunt, I’d choose the latter.”
“Jeez, you’re a weirdo,” Shelly said. “Hey, come on, don’t stop!”
I had no intention of stopping. I applied my tongue to Shelly’s sweet, delicious hole, probing it as deep as I could, thrilling to the taste of her and to the sound of her soft moaning. Then I turned my attention to her clit.
“Oh shit, fuck, yeah,” Shelly panted. “Damn, that’s good. Oh fuck, I’m gonna fuckin’ come!”
And as she did, I happily drank at the fountain of her gushing passion, swallowing down as much as I could of her sweet essence.
“Christ, that was good,” she gasped. “Thanks, baby. Hey, you want me to suck you now?”
“No,” I said. “I would rather make love to you, so that I can look at your beautiful face.”
“So what are you waiting for?” Shelly said. “Stick it in and fuck me already.”
I quickly moved over her, and her hand found my erect cock and pulled it in her. I looked down at her wonderful face. I loved her glazed eyes and her panting mouth and her dyed blonde hair. I loved everything about her.
“God, I love you,” I said, fucking her. “What I don’t know is, why do I love you so much, you silly bitch?”
“How the fuck do I know?” Shelly moaned. “Yeah, I love you too, baby. Do it harder! Give me that big cock!”
Her legs were around me, her breasts rising and falling beneath me, she was writhing and bucking on my cock, and it was the most fantastic fuck I could imagine. It was always fantastic with Shelly.
But that wasn’t why I loved her. And I couldn’t figure out the reason.
“I love you more than life,” I panted, pushing myself in her as far as I could go. “Why the fuck is that? You have a wonderful body, but you have no brains. You have no soul. So why?”
“Who the fuck cares?” Shelly said. “There’s no goddamn reason, okay? I mean, I love you too, and you’re some kind of weirdo jerk, and sometimes you’re a real shithead, okay? Who the fuck knows? Hey, you wanna fuck me in the ass?”
So I fucked her in the ass, and it was great,. But I still don’t know why I love her. I guess I never will.T.J., Nutley, New Jersey
It had been a stressful day. When my husband gets stressed out on the job his sex drive shuts down, but for me it’s just the opposite. Nothing eases the tension of my day like a good fuck.
But not only was my husband out of commission. Carl, my lover, had canceled our date. He had called at lunchtime to say he’d pick me up at the bookstore at six-thirty. My panties started getting wet the moment he hung up. Six hours later, with my pussy aching for his dick, he canceled, and I was on my own. Two men in my life, and I still couldn’t get laid!
It was my turn to close up the store. I locked all the doors and collapsed in an overstuffed chair in the back room with a bottle of wine. I lit a spicy candle, and by the time I was on my second glass, I was telling myself that I was a resourceful woman, and if I didn’t have a man to satisfy me, I would make one up.
I pictured him lounging against the door frame, one hand deep in his jeans pocket, the other holding his magnificent cock. He looked relaxed as he smiled lazily at me while he casually stroked himself.
I put my glass of red wine on the shelf behind me and stretched myself like a cat, my arms reaching for the ceiling. I brought my hands to my face, then slid them down over my throat to the buttons of my silky blouse, opening them one by one. With two fingers I pulled my lacy bra down over my tits so that it pushed the bulging mounds upward.
Dipping my fingers in my wine glass, I plucked out a bit of ice, then circled my nipples with the wine-soaked cube. I pushed my tits up even farther and licked my tight nipples. God, I wished Carl was there! I dropped the ice cube back in the glass and took another drink.
I slid my skirt up and spread my legs, placing the glass between my thighs. The coldness of it felt great against my hot pussy. Pressing it firmly against my clit, I slid the middle finger of my other hand in my wetness. I moved the glass in tiny circles against my clit while probing my cunt with my fingers.
In my mind I saw the man in the doorway pulling his jeans down and now stroking himself furiously. His mushroom-shaped cockhead was a dark pink. He licked his palm and coated his beautiful cock with shiny saliva. My fingers worked faster. His fiery eyes stared at me, watching my face as I began to come. My pussy sucked at my fingers as it pulsed with pleasure.
My fantasy man rested his knees on the edge of the coffee table, and I watched his balls swing against his thighs as he pumped his dick with rapid strokes, squirting his load over the table and the floor.
I felt more relaxed now, but at the same time my desire was stronger than ever. I made a mental note to bring my vibrator to work. And to break up with Carl.
I needed another drink. As I got up for ice, I turned and saw Carl looking in the window of the back door. Not a fantasy this timeit was really him.
I was cool. I emptied the wine bottle into my glass, then sat down and swiveled the chair to face him. I threw one leg over the arm of the chair, arched my body and let my head hang over the back. I dipped my red nails in the burgundy wine and extracted another cube. I rubbed it over my tits, letting the icy water melt over my stomach. Then I brought it down to my pussy lips and slid it around and between them, grinding myself against it.
Leaving the ice to melt in my bush, I then decided to use my skilled fingers and began to give myself the fucking I craved. The feeling of my two fingers was nice, though not as thick as I would have liked. But it would do. I slid it in and out of myself with one hand, while the other played with my clit. I closed my eyes, arched my back and slowly ground my hips in circles.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Carl staring at me. I saw his need, his desire. It gave me a jolt of pleasure, which added to the joy I was giving myself. My cunt muscles tightened around my sopping-wet fingers. My mouth opened with a cry, and my head fell back in slow motion as the heat of my orgasm spread through my body.
I was spent. And a little drunk. I got up and stumbled to the back door, pushing down my skirt and buttoning my wet blouse.
“You canceled,” I greeted him as I opened the door.
“I’m glad I changed my mind,” he said, grinning.
“I needed you,” I said. “Not my fingers.”
“Could’ve fooled me,” he replied. “I now have a new appreciation for finger fucking. Can I stay?”
I wanted to say no, but I felt my numb mouth lock on his lovely lips. I loved the rough feeling of his beard against my face. Carl could always melt me with his sensuous kisses. His mouth left my lips and slid down to my throat. Then he was licking my nipples, then my stomach. Now that mouth of his found its way to my wanton pussy. Then he lowered me to the floor.
I knew I could easily come as he licked and sucked my throbbing clit. But what I’d needed all night was to be fucked. I tugged his hair to signal him to slide up. He tortured me by taking me slowly, sliding his big tool inside me inch by inch. His bright blue eyes glinted with a sleepy, sensual stare.
I arched to him and we moved in rhythm, slow and languorous, but he knew, as always, when to speed up his pace, when to start taking me hard and fast. We pawed at each other hungrily until we exploded simultaneously in orgasm. I cried out with delight as I felt the hot rush of his come.
Maybe I won’t break up with Carl just yet.C.Z., Carson City, Nevada
Clyde, my new lover, is so much taller than I am that as we were lying on his bed with our arms around each other, my head rested against his chest.
I felt the warmth of him and heard the beating of his heart, and it started to make me very horny. I scooted up and began to kiss himfirst his lips, then his neck, his ears, then back to his mouth again. As he kissed me back and our tongues met, I started to tremble. In a sexy, husky voice he asked me to make love to him.
I couldn’t believe how hard he was. He was lying on his back, with his cock standing straight up. He asked me to suck it. When I swung myself over him, he said he liked the way I lifted up my leg. I replied that I liked the way he had lifted up his “leg.” He smiled and told me that I had done that, not him.
I started by kissing and licking his knees, and slowly worked my way up to his throbbing cock. I licked his balls, then slid my lips and tongue up and down the length of his pole, while stroking it with my left hand at the same time. He reached for my right hand and put it on my clit. I rubbed it with my fingers as he watched, telling me how much that turned him on.
It felt good to me too. His cock also felt great in my bobbing mouth. His moans turned me on even more. He moistened his finger and stuck it in my already-wet hole, which got me even wetter. I felt him stroking my G-spot over and over, and a moment later I was climaxing wildly.
When I calmed down a little, I climbed up on Clyde’s cock and started to ride the wild pony. He took my hands and placed them on my large boobs. I played with them as I bounced up and down on his hard cock. Then he took hold of my feet and tucked them under his ass. This seemed to make his cock grow even longer inside me.
Breathlessly, I told him that I was going to come all over his cock, and then I did just that. I kept riding him and I kept coming, in seemingly unending waves of orgasm. He pushed me back a little so he could rub my clit. I couldn’t believe it, but that turned me on even more. Wow!
I leaned forward and started kissing his neck, then worked my way down to his nipples. I knew that my life could not possibly get any better than this. Finally I climbed off him and began to suck him again. He was soon moaning and saying, “Oh God, you make me feel so good, baby,” over and over again.
Clyde then said that he wanted to come in my mouth. We had only been lovers for a little over a month, and he had never done that before. I was happy that he wanted to do it. I sucked him softly, taking him as deep as I could, while stroking the base of his cock with my hand. Then I began to increase my speed.
“Oh my God!” Clyde moaned. I had never really been able to deep-throat anybody before, but now I made a special effort and took his whole length in my mouth, until my lips were nestled in his pubic hair. He gave a shout and began to come hard. I felt his come hitting the back of my throat like water spraying from a powerful firehose. I gladly swallowed it down, and then sucked him a little more as his climax subsided.
Then we cuddled again, and I knew I was the happiest woman on earth as I fell asleep in his arms.D.G., Atlanta, Georgia
A Deserted Department Store Is The Setting For Her Fantasy Of Love And Lust
Several months ago I fell into an affair with a young woman who has made me feel like a new man in many ways. I can’t say that I actively worked to bring this situation about, but still I am happy to have found her.
There are a lot of reasons why I have allowed this to happen to me. You see, I am a fifty-one-year-old married man, with a wife whose idea of physical love is a peck on the lips before we go to sleep. Allison has given me a new lease on my life, sexual and otherwise, and has given me the opportunity to prove, to her and to myself, that I am a good lover, as well as a caring and affectionate man. And she has become important to me in other ways as well.
We have had several opportunities to be together over the past six months, and each encounter has been worthy of a letter to your magazine. However, due to some problems with major traffic violations, she has been away from me for a little while, and will be physically out of my life for many more months, I fear.
We keep in touch by letter, and recently she wrote the following romantic fantasy to keep her spirits up, and sent it to me to bolster mine. I hope that you will print it, so I can show it to her sometime in the future, and let her know how good it made me feel:
It is nine-thirty on a Wednesday night. There is a brisk, cold wind blowing around me as I stand beside your car, waiting impatiently for you to come out of the large department store where you work.
I am wearing a silky black satin negligee, with fishnet stockings and my black leather boots, all of it concealed under a long black suede jacket. The breeze blowing up under my coat teases my nipples, making me want you so muchright here, right now! We have talked about surprising each other in the past, and tonight it is my turn to repay you for some of the wonderful unexpected delights you have given me.
The security patrol drives by, wondering, I am sure, what on earth I am doing out here in the cold but they choose not to stop and question me. Probably a good thingI don’t think I want to have to explain anything to them.
I light a cigarette as I let my mind drift back to our last rendezvous at my place. Oh, how spectacular we were together! The cigarette almost burns my fingers as I lose myself in the memory of that time, and of the others that we have experienced.
And now I see you walking toward me. When you see me, that smile that I know so well crosses your face. You look so handsome and professional, and you carry yourself so confidently, as though you know exactly what you are doing every moment.
You come to me, take me in your strong arms and kiss me sensually. When we break, you look around to see who may be watching. But no one is there.
“Hi, sweetie,” I say. “I missed you.”
“Hello, beautiful,” you reply. “This is certainly an unexpected pleasureI missed you too.”
“Well, I thought it was my turn to surprise you, babe,” I tell you. Then, briefly and discreetly, I open my coat to show you what I am wearing. I can tell by the look on your face that you approve. I can’t even feel the coldness of the breeze on my body now, only the warmth of your eyes. Only the hot intensity of wanting you to take me right here, right now, and the knowledge that you feel the same way.
You lead me to a hidden door at the back of the store, a door to which you are one of the few people who hold a key. The store is closed now, and we are alone and invisible to the world. This is our private playground, and we are free to play as we like.
“Where would you like to begin, darling?” I ask. I remove my jacket, letting it fall to the floor, and step close to you. I take you in my arms and kiss you with pure desire, letting my tongue caress every warm, sensuous corner of your mouth. We continue kissing for what seems like an hour before I pull myself away from your strong yet tender arms.
I reach for a cigarette and offer you one. You accept, and you light them both, even though I feel that I am hot enough to ignite them myself, without having to use a lighter! I reach down and feel your hardness, and I know that you want me now as badly as I want you.
Now you tell me to follow you. You take me first to the exercise equipment department, where you lead me to a weight bench with a bar across the top.
I ask you to lie down and put your hands on the bar. Then I slowly remove your tie and unbutton your shirt. I bend to kiss you as my hands roam over your strong chest, and then my mouth moves down to your nipples. I tease them with my lips and tongue until they are very hard.
I undo your belt, unbutton and unzip your pants and remove them. Slowly and gently I massage your balls and your dick, and then take the head of your cock in my mouth. Oh, how large and hard you are, and how smooth and powerful your cockhead feels as it twitches between my lips. Now I take as much of you in my mouth as I can, and I start sucking slowly and gently, gradually increasing my pace and pressure.
As I suck you, I stick a finger in my pussy, moistening it with my juices, and then place it against your asshole. Listening to your breathing, watching your face, I am sure that what I am doing is having the effect I intend.
I continue caressing you with my mouth and probing with my finger until you are so close to exploding that you tell me to stop. My pussy is dripping with passion and with anticipation of what is yet to come.
As an additional surprise, I have brought my vibrator along for our rendezvous. I pull it from the pocket of my negligee and hand it to you. You ask me to straddle the bench. I place my hands on the bar, and you turn the playtoy on and place it against my clit, while sucking on my nipples.
You are driving me crazy! You slowly penetrate my waiting pussy with the vibrator, sending me off to an incredible world of ecstasy. As you rub my clit with your tongue and taste my sweetness, I can hold back no longer, and I explode in a lustful orgasm.
Twice more you make me explode before I start to beg for your cock. “Please, baby, oh please put your big dick in my pussy! Give it to me, sweetie, give it all to me!”
But you don’t give it to me all at once. You tease me with it, sliding it in so slowly, so tantalizingly. But at last you bury it inside me, and we are moving together, moving faster and harder with every stroke. I reach for your balls and caress them, and at the same time I again slip my finger gently in your back passage. And with that you explode inside me, shooting me full of your wonderful come.
We rest in each other’s arms for a while, discussing what other areas of the store we wish to use for our pleasure. Finally we get up, borrow a couple of robes from the sleepwear department and wander through the store, trying to decide where our next exotic lovemaking session will take place.
Our imaginations run wild from department to department, as we envision ourselves making love among the kitchenware, the plumbing supplies, the electronics equipment.
In the end, however, practicality and logic win the day. Once we reach the bedding department, with its huge expanse of box springs and mattresses, we know we have discovered our natural paradise.
Relatively mundane as this location may seem after our fevered imaginings, it nonetheless holds some excitement for us. For the bed we choose is not my bed, nor yours it is nobody’s and everybody’s bed, right there in the middle of a room full of beds, open to the whole world, and yet completely deserted but for the two of us.
Again I ask you to lie down and allow me to massage your entire luscious body. I start at the tips of your toes, licking every inch of your body with my tongue and caressing your muscles with a soft touch that brings goose bumps to your flesh. Sensuously, I kiss your balls and your dick, moving up over your stomach to your nipples, then to your neck, and on to your face, finally meeting your eager mouth. Our lips press insistently as our tongues clash.
Now it is your turn. You roll me over on my back, gently but firmly, and your tongue strokes and caresses my body as mine did yours, from my toes, up my legs, through my pussy, up over my stomach, to my nipples, to my neck, until our lips meet again, both of us drowning in desire. You go down again to my crotch and tease my clit with your tongue and lips.
Then you turn me over, on my knees, crouching behind me doggie-style, and push your throbbing cock in my pussy. By now your hard-on is about to burst. You slide in and out of me with a steady, powerful rhythm, thrusting so deep inside me that I moan with every lunge. Oh, how I love riding your dick! We finally explode together in one of the most intense and exciting orgasms that either of us has ever experienced.
We lie next to each other until our breathing has returned to normal. We hold each other, speaking in soft sighs and murmurs, but we both know that the world outside is inevitably calling us back. Reluctantly, we get up and get dressed, then walk out hand in hand through the hidden doorway, back to the world of other people, other concerns, other lives.
But I know there will be other times, other opportunities for the two of us to be together, to dream and laugh and make our beautiful, passionate love.Name and address withheld
My girlfriend is twenty-five, and I am thirty-three. Randi loves having her pussy filled, either with my cock or with my come, or preferably both. Luckily I have a fairly good-size dick, long and thick, and I am a strong ejaculator. I’m happy to say that we have sex every chance we get.
One night about six months ago we were making out as usual. Randi was sitting on my lap with my cock up inside her. She was riding it hard, the way she loves to do. But this time I stopped her, as an idea had formed in my mind.
I asked Randi to get out a condom and place it on my dick. This she did, and away we went again. Once I shot the condom full of jizz, I pulled out and saved the semen-filled Trojan. Eventually I slipped it back on, and we went at it for a second time, after which I again retrieved and saved the now-twice-filled receptacle. I then sealed it up and stuck it in the fridge.
The next evening we planned to go out drinking and dancing. Before we left we decided to have a little sex session, and I got the filled condom from the fridge. Before I slipped it on, I took a pin and stuck it in the end of the condom, allowing some of the semen to trickle out as I slipped the thing on.
I placed my dick between Randi’s legs and watched the lustful look on her face as the jism dripped slowly on her pussy, lubing her up for an easy entry. The semen still left in the condom added an extra inch or so to the length of my rod. Once I was fully inside Randi, she began to come immediately. As I pumped strongly in her spasming pussy, the semen-filled condom blew apart inside her, making her cunt wetter and juicier than ever.
After about ten more strokes, I blasted off deep inside Randi. She nearly passed out from the force of my spurts, moaning loudly and digging her fingers in my back. The excess semen began flowing out of her pussy. I slipped out of her and quickly got her into her panties, which were soon drenched with semen, front and back.
We both got dressed then, Randi putting her miniskirt on over her soaked panties, and left the house. In the car she became hot again. She opened my zipper as I drove and began sucking hard on my dick.
By the time we got to the club I was fully stiff once more. I parked way in the back of the parking lot, then reached under her skirt, pulled the wet panties to one side and plunged two fingers inside her. She was so excited that she came immediately.
As her new come and my old semen flowed over my hand and soaked her panties even more, I knew I had to get my dick back inside her hot box. I pulled her onto my lap, with her skirt raised and her panties pushed aside, and up inside I went. She was so lubed that with one thrust I was completely buried.
Once again, I was so excited that it took only ten or twelve strokes to have me blasting another load inside her. Now there was semen covering her panties and dripping down her legs. I dislodged myself and stuffed my dick away, she pulled her skirt down, and we went in the club.
As we danced together, Randi whispered that she still felt the stuff leaking out of her cunt. By now the smell of our sex juices was strong in the air. As we danced near a table where a young girl was sitting with her date, the girl made a comment about how my friend must have had some good action tonight. I just smiled at her and winked!
Randi was still really turned on, and said we had to get out of there. Back in the car, she started right in sucking my dick. I couldn’t get us home fast enough.
We ran in the house, and the door was barely closed before I had pulled off my pants and lifted up Randi’s skirt right there in the living room. As I started to pull off her wet panties, she stopped me and told me to do it to her with them on, because the come-soaked panties made her feel so hot and sexy.
This really excited me, and I pushed the crotch of the panties to one side and once again plowed in her. God, what a well-lubed pussy she had by now! Although it was very wet, she was still very tight. This time I was able to hold off for a longer time. We fell on the couch and were locked in a long, steady fuck.
As Randi was about to come, she moaned in my ear how much she loved me. I told her that I thought my dick was responsible for most of that love.
“You know, you’re right,” she replied. And once again I sprayed my copious come deep in her pussy.
Sometimes Randi actually scares me with the intensity of her sexual desires, and I find myself wondering if I will be able to keep up with her in the years to come. But most of the time, I just thank my lucky stars that she is the way she is!R.D., Westport, Connecticut
My best friend Chuck and I get along great. Unfortunately, he lives in another state, so we don’t see each other as often as we would like. The other day he called and said he was going to be in the area, so I invited him over for dinner.
My girlfriend was also coming to dinner that night. Loretta has always thought Chuck was a lot of fun, and always looks forward to seeing him. I decided not to tell her that he would be here, because I wanted to make it a surprise.
When Chuck arrived we spent some time catching up. He was married, but he always referred to his wife as “the bitch.” He said that when they made love she never said a word or made a sound, or showed any enthusiasm for sex. He said it was a big turn-off for him. He always told me how lucky I was to have Loretta, because I had told him how uninhibited and expressive she was concerning sex.
Now Chuck said he couldn’t wait to surprise Loretta. He asked me if he could shower and shave to freshen up from his trip, and I said sure. I started dinner, then went to shower when he was finished. As I was shaving, I heard rain pouring down on the bathroom skylight. It had started to come down quite hard.
When I came out, Chuck was on his second beer. He was in his T-shirt and boxer shorts, and I was attired the same way.
As I checked on dinner, I looked out the window and saw Loretta’s car pull in the drive. I grabbed a handy umbrella and ran out to help her into the house. When she dashed in the front door, there was Chuck waiting for her. What a surprise! They gave each other a big bear hug and a big juicy kiss.
“What a nice surprise!” she said to him as I put away the umbrella. “Mmm, you smell good.”
As I got Loretta a glass of wine, she asked Chuck to help her out of her dress, since it had gotten wet. He gladly obliged, unzipping it down the back and sliding it off for her. She had on a green half-cup bra and matching bikini panties. She intended to put on some shorts and a tank top, but I told her to just relax and have her wine.
Chuck went to the bathroom, and Loretta came over and kissed me. She pushed her beautiful body against me, and I ran my hands down to her luscious buttocks, squeezing them playfully. I love it when she flexes her cheeks together as she presses into me.
I took Loretta by the hand and led her over to the sofa. I sat down at one end, and she perched herself sideways across my lap, with her legs spread out along the couch.
Chuck came out of the bathroom to find us kissing and cuddling. He sat at the other end of the sofa, his eyes running over Loretta’s shapely legs. He made some remark about how cute her panties were, and reached over to feel them. Not being one to miss an opportunity, he then slid his fingers under her panties and started fingering her.
I was now kissing Loretta and caressing her breasts. She was breathing rapidly. She turned to Chuck and told him breathlessly that his touch felt real good. As I kneaded and fondled her breasts, I unsnapped her bra, exposing two very erect pink nipples.
Chuck now evidently decided that Loretta’s panties had to go. She lifted her hips for him as he slid them off her, and then he leaned down and put his face in her crotch and started fucking her with his tongue. Her buttocks were squirming against my hard dick as I massaged her breasts. She put both her hands on Chuck’s head and told him how good he was making her feel, crying out, “Eat me, Chuck, eat me good!”
Then she came in my arms. There is nothing more exciting than watching a woman when she is turned on, and was Loretta ever turned on! Her moans of pleasure filled the room as her body twisted in climax.
I gently slid out from beneath Loretta’s now-relaxed body and stood up to take off my clothes. Chuck started to kiss Loretta as I pulled off my T-shirt and shorts. My seven-inch dick was hard, and dripping precome. Loretta saw my condition and immediately stopped kissing Chuck to put her mouth to work on my cock.
What happened next was totally unexpected. After deep-throating me for a minute, she turned back to kiss Chuck again, and he surprised us both by taking my dick in his mouth and sucking it. Well, that was a first for me, but it felt good. Then they started taking turns sucking my cock.
Loretta was obviously very excited by what was happening. She told us that her pussy juice was getting the sofa all wet, and she stood up to show us. Chuck pulled off his shirt and shorts, and I sat down beside him, the two of us sitting there naked with raging hard-ons in front of my beautiful and passionate girlfriend.
Loretta now knelt over me on the couch, straddling my legs, and inserted my cock up her wet pussy. As she began to move on it, she leaned over and kissed Chuck hotly on the mouth. Then she bent her head down and started sucking his cock, while she rode me like a cowgirl. It was just incredible how turned on we all were.
When Loretta came up for air, Chuck told her he just had to have some more of her sweet pussy. She lifted herself off my dick, and the two of them moved to the middle of the living room. Chuck lay down on the floor, and Loretta sat down on his face, then leaned forward to again take his six-inch cock in her hungry mouth.
The sight of them doing a 69 was truly awesome. Chuck’s face was buried between Loretta’s thighs with his tongue up her pussy as far as it could go, while she was really swallowing his cock up to the balls. I was enough of a voyeur to sit there and enjoy the show for a little while, but finally I just had to get back in Loretta’s fabulous body.
I went over and knelt down behind her, watching her firm, round ass cheeks wiggling over Chuck’s face. I spread those cheeks and proceeded to slide my dick between them and in her squirming asshole. Then I started to fuck her.
Loretta was moaning and panting, and soon I felt Chuck’s tongue licking my balls as they bounced between his face and her cheeks. I stopped fucking her long enough to remark that she should show Chuck how well she could contract her vaginal muscles.
Loretta told me to pull my dick out so Chuck could watch, which I did. His eyes were glued to that wonderfully talented pussy as she contracted it for him four or five times to show him what she could do. With that, he said he had to feel that thing squeezing around his cock. He fell on top of her and started humping her like a man possessed.
Again I watched my sweet baby in the throes of passion with my best friend. It was beautiful to see them going at it with such heatespecially since I knew that I was the one Loretta truly loved, and that no passing sexual pleasure could ever interfere with our being together. Thus I was happy to see her giving my best friend pleasure, and vice versa. And the whole thing turned me on too.
Chuck was panting hoarsely and saying he couldn’t believe how tightly that pussy was squeezing his dick. In a minute he was pumping a full load of come inside Loretta’s pussy while she squealed and shivered in an orgasm of her own.
As he rolled off her and fell back on the floor, I knelt down and kissed her smiling mouth. I was so excited that without thinking I suddenly heard myself whispering, “How would you like me to eat Chuck’s come out of your pussy?”
Her eyes sparkled as she suggested that I lie on my back so she could squat over my face and give me the full load. This was another first, but I couldn’t wait. I lay flat as she placed her vagina over my mouth and let me suck all of my best friend’s come out of her and swallow it down.
Now Loretta said she wanted to be fucked by her sweetheart, meaning me. Chuck lay there and watched us as I mounted her and began to screw her with long, deep thrusts. I loved to pull my cock all the way out to the tip and tease her with it until she cried, “Please give it to me! Fuck me hard!” Then I would pound her till my balls were slapping against her ass.
It was hard to keep from coming with Loretta’s pussy so wet and slippery, and with the wonderful sensation of that pussy contracting so tightly around my cock. At last I couldn’t hold out anymore, and I went over the edge and unloaded inside her. As I did, she too climaxed again.
Now Chuck and I were both spent as we lay on the floor with Loretta between us. But I knew my Lorettashe was still reaching her peak. She rolled over and started kissing Chuck, and I got up and went to the bedroom, coming back with her favorite power tool, her electric vibrator. I plugged it in and lay down again, and while she and Chuck were still kissing, I spread her legs and put the cone-shape attachment on her clitoris.
She gave a cry of delight, then took the instrument from my hand and proceeded to use it on herself, placing it just where she wanted it while I fingered her pussy, which was still full of my come. Her cunt squeezed my fingers as she moaned with extreme pleasure.
Chuck was sucking her breasts now. Her nipples were stiff and rigid, and she was breathing raggedly. I slipped my middle finger in her asshole as I fucked her pussy with my thumb. That was itLoretta started to go crazy. Her head tossed about, and every muscle in her body contracted as she convulsed with the most powerful orgasm I’d ever seen her have.
As Loretta lay panting and satisfied between the two of us, I looked over at Chuck and smiled, and he grinned back at me.
“I guess this is what they mean when they say ‘best friends forever,’” I said, and we all laughed.H.D., Lansing, Michigan
I am a twenty-six-year-old male who recently finished a three-and-a-half-year sentence in federal prison and hoped you’d enjoy hearing about my return to society.
My wife greeted me as I came out of the prison. Beryl is five feet six, one hundred twenty pounds, with brown hair, hazel eyes and a gorgeous 36C chest. I saw her as soon as I walked through the prison door to freedom, and my cock immediately began to rise, producing a sexy smirk on her face. As we embraced, her nipples began to harden under her silk blouse.
We walked hand in hand away from the prison. When we got to the parking lot, I discovered that Beryl had hired the longest limo I had ever seen. I slid in the back, and as she followed, I got a nice flash of her bare pussy. She told the driver to take the long way to the airport, as we had plenty of time before our flight.
Much to my delight she put up the privacy divider and opened the sunroof. I started to reach for her bare pussy, but she stopped me, telling me to sit back and enjoy. She then opened my pants and started to give me the first blowjob I’d had in three and a half years. Much to my dismay–and her delight–she was swallowing my hot come in a matter of minutes.
I started to apologize, but Beryl laughed and reminded me that it had been a very long time for me. She went back to sucking, and I was hard again almost instantly. As soon as I was good and stiff, she straddled my hard cock, and it slid nicely in her ready and eager pussy.
I unbuttoned her blouse and bra, and her breasts fell in my hands. I could not get enough of them. I nibbled hungrily at her nipples, first one, then the other, until I felt her pussy spasming around my cock as she had her first orgasm. I went on sucking and licking and nibbling her wonderful breasts as she continued to fuck me. When she came the second time, the spasming of her pussy was too much for me to take, and I emptied my load in her.
I then told Beryl that it was my turn to eat her, and as she slid off me, I dove right in her sloppy wet pussy. I had always loved the taste of our combined juices, and that day was no exception. In about ten minutes she was reaching her third earth-shaking orgasm of the day.
Right after that, the driver came on the intercom to say that we would be at the airline terminal in a matter of minutes. Beryl didn’t bother to put her bra back on she just buttoned up her blouse. A minute later we pulled up to the terminal and went to check in for our flight.
Beryl had brought along a change of clothes for me, so I went in a men’s room to put on a fresh shirt and a pair of shorts. While donning the shorts, I felt something in the pocket. It was a perfumed piece of paper, and on it was written: “I hope you are ready to join the mile-high club!”
When I got back to Beryl, I was sure she could tell from my smile that I had found and read her note. Then they called our flight and we boarded the plane, and in the process the note must have fallen out of my pocket, because the next thing I knew, one of the stewardesses had picked it up and was handing it to me with a smile, asking if this was mine.
Fortunately for us, the flight was almost empty, at least up in first class where we were. After we each had a scotch and soda, Beryl asked if I needed to use the bathroom. At these words my cock began to swell again. I got up and found the lavatory, and she followed me in a minute later, her face bright red. She said that the stewardess who had found my note had seen her get up and given her a knowing smile.
We were both very hot, and even in the confines of the tiny bathroom we managed to bring each other to orgasm within about five minutes. We then went back to our seats and slept for the rest of the flight.
What a great welcome back to the real world after my time away!–G.L., Billings, Montana
It’s early Friday morning and I get a page to go to the front office. I’m on the shop floor so I proceed to the front desk, where I find five pink roses waiting for me. I tear open the card excitedly to see who sent them. But the card is unsigned. The only thing it says is to be waiting outside the shipping doors at noon. The ladies up front are wondering who the roses are from and I tell them I don’t know, adding that whoever sent them knew they were my favorites. As I head to my office, trying to conceal my happiness while carrying my treasure, all kinds of things run through my mind. Who could have sent me these flowers? And why do I need to be at the shipping doors at noon?
When I reach my desk, I find one single pink rose laying there accompanied by another card that reads, “I can’t wait to see you. Please don’t be late.” By then my curiosity is getting the better of me. I go ahead and put the single rose into a small glass vase with the others. They’re beautiful, and they make my office smell so nice. With my mind racing in different directions, I’m getting nothing accomplished at my desk. I look at the time and see that it’s almost eleven o’clock. I have more than an hour to go! I sigh, knowing that I’ll be useless till then. I again try to concentrate on work. I look up at the clock again, figuring it’s been a good twenty minutes since the last time. Wrong! I realize that the anticipation is going to get the best of me so I stop what I’m doing and decide to run to the front office and check my mailbox and then make a quick side trip to the bathroom to powder my nose. Anything to get my mind off this mystery.
Finally, it’s noon! I can barely contain myself as I walk out to the door to meet you. But when I look around and see nothing I ask myself what’s going on? Is this some kind of a joke? If it is, then I really fell for it, hook line and sinker. Wondering how anyone could be so heartless to play a joke like that, I turn to go back inside, pausing to look around one last time. All of a sudden a white stretch limousine pulls up in front of me. It comes to a stop and a driver wearing a black tux with tails and white gloves gets out, opens the door and asks me to please step inside.
Slowly, I walk toward the open door. I peek my head inside but there’s no one there. I look back at the driver and he smiles and nods his head as if to say it’s okay for me to get in. I step inside the car and sit down. I wait for the driver to get in, then roll down the power window and ask him what’s going on. He smiles again and tells me I’ll find out shortly and I should just sit back and enjoy the trip. He then hands me three more pink roses which, like the last two bundles, have a card attached. It tells me to make myself a drink from the minibar and relax. By then I need a drink!
About twenty minutes later the limo comes to a stop and the driver walks to my side and opens my door, handing me three more roses and a handwritten note. When I ask why we’re at Los Angeles International Airport, he tells me that my day is just beginning and that I should do what the note says. It tells me which gate to go to and what flight I’ll be taking. Once I make it to the airplane door, a young blonde stewardess hands me a note. I read it. The notes tells me where to go when the plane lands and to look for a silver Corvette. After a short flight the plane lands and I go to my gate right outside the baggage claim. As I walk out of the terminal, the door to the silver Corvette opens. Then I finally see you.
We hug. Just before you let go, you give me a very intense kiss. When we break our embrace you tell me to hop in and that our journey is just beginning. I’ve already been swept off my feet, I think. How much more can there be? Oh well, I’m game for just about anything right now. You tell me we’ll go to our hotel room right after we take a carriage ride and enjoy the sights of the city and a romantic dinner.
As we ride, I insist that you let me give you head. You’re nervous about the driver seeing us doing something so intimate, but I hold the blanket up and tell you I can hide under it. I won’t take no for an answer and start to suck your cock. You’re so turned on that it only takes a minute, maybe two, before you come. I swallow. You laugh a satisfied laugh and tell me it’s a good thing you’re sitting down, because you’d probably fall over if you weren’t. Then you tell me the “sky’s the limit” for our journey! It doesn’t make much sense to me, but I again decide to go with the flow.
We finish the ride by being dropped off at a wonderful restaurant. We enjoy an intimate candlelit supper, sitting alongside a window with a beautiful view of the city’s lights. I’ve never had a more romantic evening in my life. Hell, I’ve never even had a candlelit dinner before! We finish our supper and you take my hand and lead me outside where your car is again waiting for us. We get in and away we go. I’m just speechless. The next thing I know, we’re back at the hotel, ready to go up to the room. You grab a bag from your trunk and we head toward the lobby. Once inside, you tell the desk clerk your name and that we have the most expensive suite reserved. My expression still has not changed. I’m all smiles.
We arrive to our room, a beautiful suite with a Jacuzzi, wet bar and a large bed. We stop and kiss. We stop kissing just long enough to get into the room. I notice that there is a trail of pink rose petals lined up in a row. I grab your hand and follow the petals into the bedroom, where there are rose petals everywhere. I’m loving this.
You start kissing me and I melt in your arms. Your hands begin to wander. You touch my breasts. You tell me that you can’t hold back any longer and unbutton my shirt. You begin to lick my nipples, throwing in a nibble or two when you see how much I enjoy it. You seem to instinctively know that’s one of my weaknesses. You stop and kiss me again until you’re kissing the back of my neck, making me wet. You begin working your way down to my breasts again, and you linger there for a moment or two. Then you work your way down to my waist.
You begin to undo my belt and remove my jeans, but I stop you so I can take yours off first. Falling to my knees I again begin to fellate you, licking your nuts till you can no longer stand it. I give the head of your cock a little attention while I’m pulling my jeans off. I stand back up and you push me just enough to make me fall on the bed so you go back to licking my body. I really like what you do with your tongue! You work down to my shaved pussy and you finger my clit, telling me that I was right when I said sucking dick gets me wet. Then you go to town on my cunt.
Before you know it, I feel my juices flood from my pussy. You stop licking only to tell me how much you like it when I come in your mouth. I beg you to penetrate me with your hot, hard cock. It doesn’t take much before you honor my request! You thrust yourself into me hard and fast, working towards my pleasure as well as your own. I like when you fuck me so hard, but I stop you because I don’t want you to come yet. I have you mount my face from above so l can worship your dick.
As you fuck my mouth, I masturbate until I come. You pull out of my mouth and I ask you to lay down next to me. I quickly climb on top of you and start fucking you hard and fast. As much as you want it all to go on forever you just can’t take any more and tell me you’re going to climax. I stop fucking you and jump down so I can give you head again. I love the taste of your come too, and don’t want to let one drop get away. When you finally ejaculate we kiss and lie back in complete ecstasy.
As much as we hate for our date to be over, we know we have to get back home. We clean up and get the car. On the way to the airport, I tell you I have to give you head just one more time before my fantasy is over. I get no complaints from you! You undo your pants, take out your dick and away I go. You come just as we arrive at the airport. We kiss. Nether of us is ready for this night to end. But it’s not over. You tell me there that our journey has just begun.–L.M., Los Angeles, California