Day of Discovery

Written by Anon (USA)(Nov 99)

It was around 11:30 pm, and Julia was lying in bed, trying to stay awake.
When they had gotten home from school that afternoon, her sister, Nikki, had asked to talk to her about something really important and private, as she had put it.
Nikki said she would wait until their parents were sleeping and then come to talk to her.
Julia didn't know exactly what it was about, but she imagined it had something to do with Nikki's new boyfriend, Aaron.

Nikki was only 16, and Julia was 19, so she frequently found herself being the confidant of her younger sister.
She had only met Aaron once before, but she had been impressed with his looks; a handsome face and great body.
As she started to think about Nikki and Aaron and this question that needed to be asked her mind started to wander.
She began to envision them together, Aaron slowly taking off Nikki's clothes while Nikki, being so young and unknowing, simply lay back and discovered it all.

Julia smiled. She got up out of bed and went to look at herself in the mirror, as she always did when she started to get aroused.
She was drop dead gorgeous and she knew it, and she loved watching herself in the mirror.
Short, layered brown hair that fell lightly around her face, piercing green eyes and a fantastic smile met her gaze in the glass.
She had thrown on her favourite nighttime apparel, a silver silk chemise that clung to her taught breasts and fell just to the tops of her thighs, and she followed the image down her tight, tanned legs to the floor.

As always happened at this point, she kept her gaze pinned on herself in the mirror, and, ever so slowly, ran her hand lightly down her body between her breasts and underneath her nightie.
She gently rubbed her smooth, shaved pussy, feeling her juices start to flow.
Her clit was hard, and she gently played her fingers around the area.
As the juice started to drip down her leg, she brought her hand to her mouth and rolled her tongue around her fingers, licking them clean.
She loved the taste of her pussy, and she longed for the day when she would taste another.
She heard footsteps in the hall.
She agonizingly pulled herself out of her daze as the door opened and Nikki came creeping into the room.

Julia was still in front of the mirror, trying to control her breathing.

'Hey, sorry for wating this late, I wanted to make sure they were asleep'

' That's okay sweetie. I was waiting. -' She smiled 'What do you nead to talk to me about?'

' Well, it 's about Aaron '

' That 's what I figured. Have a seat.'

Julia walked over and sat down on her bed, pulling the covers up to her waist, while Nikki followed but started pacing back and force in front of her.
Nikki had been to get ready for bed too, and she must have been distracted, because without realizing, she had come down to Julia's room wearing only a short, tight, white tank top, and black bikini underwear.
Julia had never realized she slept so scandalously.
But what an effect it produced.

Nikki was constantly being mistaken for 19 or 20 because of her full, alluring figure.
Her breasts strained against the tight cotton top, her pink nipples just visible through the cloth.
She was slightly taller than Julia, with slimmer hips and long, long, legs that reached up into her underwear, where a tiny, almost imperceptible mound of pubic hair was noticeable.
Her beautiful body was capped off by a striking face and blue eyes, with long, wavy blonde hair that fell past her shoulders and curled at the ends around her neck. Julia found herself captivated as she listened to Nikki's tale

Well, it started this morning. Aaron was different, somehow. When we first saw each other in the hall, he grabbed me with more force than usual, and pressed me to him.
He said he was 'very glad' to see me, and that he had a surprise for me at lunch.
Well, I could barely concentrate all morning, thinking I was getting something special, like roses, or something.
We met and he led me over to the student council office, which he had the key for.
Before I knew it we were inside, the door was locked, and we were kissing passionately. I was kind of uncomfortable, but after a few moments I couldn't control myself, you know?'

She paused, looking imploringly at Julia.

' Oh yes, I know. '

Julia was starting to get very warm.
Her nipples jumped up, and she could feel the soft, cool silk clinging everywhere on her body.
As she breathed the silk would gently fall up and down between her legs, every so lightly brushing her clit. Underneath the covers, she folded her legs and began rubbing them back and forth. Nikki didn't notice.

'Please, - said Julia, 'go on.'

Nikki took a deep breath and continued. Julia could see that her nipples were hard too, and her face was flushed.

Well, after we were kissing for a while, I could feel him undoing his jeans, and before I realized what was happening, he was moving me to my knees and guiding me to his pants.
He pulled them down, and there, right in front of my face, was his cock, very hard, and well, you know . . . '

Nikki let out a chuckle. 'Well, I had never done anything like that before, and I was feeling uncomfortable again. I said ' I don' t know' and he said ' C'mon, it 's okay. I want you to. Please.'

Well, in the state he was in I couldn't turn him down, so I thought back to all the gossip I'd ever heard around school as to what to do, and I slowly took it in my mouth.
I couldn 't believe how big he got after that, and his head filled my whole mouth. At first I just rubbed my lips around his head, but after he was wet from my mouth, I found myself moving faster and faster.
Soon, oh God . . . - Nikki paused and looked at the floor, and Julia waited expectantly, 'well, I guess if I want your help, I'm going to have to tell you everything.'
'Yes. Please.' Julia was trying to keep the wavering out of her voice.
She could feel her cunt dripping all over the sheets, but she didn't care.

Okay, well, soon I was totally loving it.
I stroked his cock with my tongue from top to bottom. I could feel it pulsing in my mouth, and I took the whole thing down my throat.
I could hear him moaning, which was an even bigger turn on. I ate his head while I pumped with my hand.
Then he said ' oh my God', and I knew it was almost time. I had never tasted cum before, and there was no way at that point I was going to stop anyway, I was liking it so much, so I thought, what the hell, and I swallowed his cock as he came.
I licked and rolled his dick around my mouth, and I could taste everything.

In his haste he moved and he slipped out of my mouth, and he starting pumping cum on my lips and face.
I simply jerked him with my hand as fast as I could, and let him explode on my lips as I licked it all up.
By the time he was finished I had cum all over my face, as well as a huge smile. I was feeling so hot right then, and I stood up and started to unbutton my pants, wanting him to do the same for me.
I didn't care where we were.
But, then, to my surpise, he simply pulled up his pants, said ' you better clean yourself off ' , and left. I was dumbfounded. I felt horrible; completely used. I sat for a few mins like that before I snapped out of it, cleaned myself up and left. -

At this point Nikki finally stopped her pacing, dropped down beside Julia on the bed, and turned to her with a look of confusion.

Why would he do that? Just use me like that? Doesn't he want me? -Julia had sat through the whole tale watching Nikki pace back and forth, watching her breasts bouce ever so slightly as she walked, listening to her beautiful baby sister tell her of loving a cock in her mouth.
She couldn't sit still any longer.
She moved over to Nikki, brushed a lock of blonde hair from her face, and tilted her chin to see into her eyes.

It 's okay Nik. It has nothing to do with you. Guys are like that sometimes. They don 't care that they treat you bad. I mean, sure, he's cute, but there are lot's of guys out there who know how to treat you better. You just have to find one.'

Now she gently stroked Nikki 's arm, moving her hand lightly up and down her skin. She couldn 't believe how soft and smooth it was.
Nikki seemed to be comforted.

' And the worst part was' continued Nikki, ' that whole afternoon I was so worked up, I couldn't concentrate. I kept sitting in class thinking about it and daydreaming, and I felt like jumping on half the guys I saw.
Even when I walked I feel my jeans rubbing against my leg, and I could barely stand it.'

'I know, I know. ' Julia threw out any thoughts she had had of caution, and moved her hand from the arm she was caressing, across Nikki 's collarbone, and down the other arm. 'I know, it 's okay. It 's not you. You 're a beautiful, sexy young girl. You'll be okay. You'll find a good guy. -'

Nikki looked into her eyes again. ' Really? You think I 'm beautiful?'

' Oh yeah. Of course' Julia smiled.

They sat like that for a few seconds, with Julia rubbing Nikki 's arm.

Then Nikki laughed. ' That tickles.'

In that instant Julia moved her other hand to Nikki 's face, down her cheek, and rubbed her thumb across Nikki 's lips.

Her reaction surprised her. Nikki immediately lunged forward, taking it in her mouth and sucking hard.
But then, almost as immediately as she had done that, she recoiled and stared at Julia, who was now visably shaking and breathing very heavily. One of the straps on her chemise had fallen down.

'Oh my God. I . . . I . . . That was wrong . . . ' Julia could see that Nikki was nervous, but that now, after the events of the day, there was no way she was going to leave. Julia 's piercing eyes looked right into Nikki 's, and saw a lust there that needed to be satisfied.

She moved closer, slowly placing one hand now on Nikki 's bare leg, and staring directly into her eyes.

' Nothing 's wrong. Let me help you. You 've had a hard day.'

Julia gently rubbed Nikki 's leg, moving slowly up her thigh, towards her panties, and then back down towards her knees.
Nikki 's glance went from Julia 's face, to her leg, and then she stared strait ahead and closed her eyes, letting out a long breath. Julia now moved her whole hand up to Nikki 's mouth, and soon Nikki 's tongue was sucking and coaxing Julia 's fingers in memory of earlier that day.
Julia watched in fascination as Nikki alternated between slowly letting her fingers dribble out of her mouth, and then grabbing her whole hand and sucking fiercely.

Julia pictured Nikki with Aaron 's cock, doing do it as she was to her hand, cum spilling from her glossy pink lips. Involuntarily she clenched her other hand and ran her nails down Nikki 's leg.
Nikki made a sharp noise, opened her eyes, and smiled a wicked smile at Julia, this time looking straight at her as she bit the tips of her fingers.

Julia picked up Nikki 's hand and guided it to her mouth. It had been a while since she had sucked cock, and she wanted a bit of practice.
The two girls sat there for a while, massaging other 's hands with their mouths, until Julia had Nikki 's hand good and wet, and got a better idea.
She took Nikki 's hand ran it down the silk between her breats and slipped it underneath.
She had been sitting there for so long, the bed was completely soaked with her juices.
She guided Nikki 's hand towards her slit and watched as Nikki 's face lit up in wonder.

'Jesus, you 're so wet!' Nikki 's mouth burst into a smile as she could feel Julia 's shaved, smooth, and sopping wet pussy grinding against her hand.

'Oh God, oh God . . . -' Julia forced Nikki 's hand palm upwards, then spread her legs and lowered herself as close to the bed as possible, and pressed and pushed herself against Nikki 's fingers.
At first Nikki just sat and smiled as she watched, amused at how overcome with passion Julia was at the moment. As Julia shifted to get a better feel, Nikki stood two of her fingers up, so that when Julia came down they slid right into her cunt.
Julia couldn 't control herself any longer.

As soon as the fingers had penetrated, she began to cum. She rode Nikki 's fingers just like a big cock, swaying and turning, all the while her pussy exploding with pleasure, and convulsing around the fingers.
She moaned and groaned and sighed, and Nikki just kept smiling

When Julia finally pulled away, Nikki brought her hand up in front of her face, and stared at it for a second, turning it around and watching the light glisten off her sister 's juices.

'You know, I 've always wondered what women must taste like.'
Then she licked and sucked the lubricant off her fingers, making sure to get it all.

'Hmm, not bad. ' Julia was fascinated. All this time her and her sister had been curious and fantasizing about the same thing. At that moment she felt more than just a sexual attraction, and her orgasm had not diminished it, as it would have if she had just banged some boy from school.
She felt a deep attraction to Nikki right now, and real need to be close to her and love her

Julia tore off her silk nightie and threw it across the room. Now she was fully exposed; her dark skin rimming her hard pink nipples, which were lightly bouncing around from her breathing; her hard thighs, quivering from the orgasm and wet from her pussy.

'I 'm gonna fuck you till you cry. ''Ooo,' answered Nikki, 'sounds good.' -

Julia lunged towards her and Nikki fell back against the pillows, Julia 's naked body collapsing against her own. They began kissing passionately, exploring each other 's mouths and lips and faces with their tongues.
Julia moved down and slipped Niki 's shirt off, and let Nikki guide her breasts into her awaiting mouth; licking and sucking on her nipples, gently rubbing her teeth along the sensitive skin, listening to Nikki sigh with pleasure.

' You are so beautiful Nik. My God you 're beautiful. ' Again Julia kissed her with a previously unknown passion. Nikki 's mouth was as inviting as hers was needing, and this just turned Julia on even more.
The whole time she had had her crotch pressed against Nikki 's stomach, but now she began to move and press against her body, spreading her juices around Nikki 's torso.
Soon she sat up, and rode Nikki like a mechanical bull, rubbing and pulling her pussy right from Nikki 's neck all the way over her breasts and down to her hips.

By the time Julia came again, Nikki was wet from her waist up, and loving it. As Julia started to cum and convulse again, she placed her cunt over Nikki 's mouth, and massaged her clit, so that all her juice seeped down onto Nikki 's eagerly awaiting lips.
She lapped up the juice like mother 's milk and ran her tongue up and down Julia 's soft pussy lips while Julia let out a scream. By the time Julia had finished, she was slightly tired and she rolled off Nikki and onto her back onto the bed

'Oh my God. That was incredible.'

'Well, we 're not done yet.
Now it 's my turn. ' Nikki stood up and turned around. While Julia watched she slowly drew her panties down to her ankles and kicked them across the room. Then she turned back around, and Julia, for the first time, beheld her tiny little clit, lightly brushed with blonde pubic hair, already starting to swell in anticipation of it 's first sexual experience

'Be gentle. ' said Nikki, as she crouched down to Julia 's awaiting mouth and closed her eyes. Julia took a deep breath, finding it hard to believe that her wish was coming true, and then began to eat.
At first Nikki was uncomfortable with Julia 's probing tongue, but, as it continued and she was spread open for the first time, the pleasure started to build and build.
As the pressure from Julia 's tongue got stronger, Nikki felt her legs giving way, and so she turned her self around, and lay down 69 on Julia

They stayed that way for almost an hour, cumming again and again, soaking their faces with juice and sweat, until finally, out of sheer exhaustion, they had to stop. Nikki climbed off and nestled her head to Julia 's neck, and Julia stroked her hair.

'Well, at least we've found something else we can do together'

Kiara's Dance

An Adventure with Bobbie and Cece

Written by Brendan (Nov 99)

THE LATE afternoon weary glow was restful and energizing at the same time.
The hazy light streaming in the west windows fell in bars and blocks of warm yellow gold across Cece and Bobbie lying on the matress couch across the room.
Their bare bodies were a study in contrasts: Cece was dusky tan with dark brunette hair, Bobbie was pale pink with coppery red hair.
The cozy sunlight contoured their voluptuous curves with golden highlights and deep purple shadows.
Cece was stretched out on her side, her right leg pulled up a bit.
Her wide hips made a lovely smooth arch from narrow waist to full hard thighs.
Beside her Bobbie was a smooth round shape, glowing in the golden light, large breasts flopping apart above her round belly.
Her hand was between her legs, moving slowly.

I shifted a little, feeling my cock tingle as I looked at my two sweet and sexy friends.
The green mist that filled our senses, the electric chemicals that enlivened our minds, that energized our nerves, drifted in the gathering twilight air, got me thinking about sex.
I was suddenly horny. I moved my hand to my cock and encouraged my erection.
I remembered many hot fucks with Cece...in our bed, in the shower, here on the living room matresses.
I fantasized about fucking Bobbie's plump body...pumping into her from behind, having her suck me off.

Cece saw what I was doing, smiled and rose from the bed.
"I know what you want! I'll be right back."
I got even harder watching the bounce of her big butt as she left the room.
At the bedroom door she looked back over her shoulder, wiggled her hips saucely and smiled.

My hand involunarily moved quicker, harded on my cock.
Bobbie moved around so she could watch me while she continued her slow pussy fondling.
"I know what you are thinking. You want to fuck Cece. Your cock got hard looking at her. And you'd like to watch me fuck myself with my fingers. And I want to watch you jack-off."

The chubby red-head spread her ample thighs so I could see her fingers do their magic on her clit.
"You get real hard thinking about fucking Cece, don't you? She is really sexy and beautiful. I get a little turned on imagining her licking my pussy."

I crossed over to the other couch-bed and knelt next to Bobbie.
The golden light was fading, the late afternoon breezes were stirring the lacy curtains.
A fanciful pattern of shadow lace drifted over Bobbie's smooth round body.
The electric chemicals rippled through me; I tingled all over, erotic energy surging.
My dick stood straight and hard.

"I get hard thinking about almost anything sexy.
I love it when you talk dirty. My cock gets real hard and I love to jack off slowly.
Your pussy is all hot pink and shiny with juice. It's almost glowing.
You look so sexy. I want to fuck you, too!"

Bobbie's large tits and belly quivered as her stroking bacame stronger.
She held her swollen lips open with one hand and strummed her clit with the other. Her little clit puffed up, sparkling juice leaked from within.
"Oh...mmmmm...oh! I'm so hot. I wanna cum! I wanna fuck! I want you to fuck me! I want Cece to eat my cunt...oh, god, yes...!"
She dug her heels into the materess, her fleshy legs wide; she bounced her hips in time with her stroking and panting, responding to the pulses of her first cum of the evening.
"Oh, goddess! Yes, I needed that!" she laughed.

I nestled down beside her, kissing the persperation from her cute face; fondling her huge breats, gently tweaking her stiff, dark pink nipples, pushing my hard cock against the softness of her thigh.
"You sure came quickly. I bet you've been thinking about sexy things for quite awhile," I said between wet kisses.
"Yes, I've been horny all day. I knew we we were going to do something sexy like this," she said, her gentle fingers dancing on my dick.
"I want you to eat me and fuck me until the sun comes up!"

My cock throbbed with desire to be inside her juicy pink cunt, but we just lay there sensually writhing against each other, fondling, touching, kissing, stroking.
That peculiar state of alchemical high enfolded us: tingling skin, aroused senses, wide, sparkling eyes, engorged sex, yet totally relaxed, melting into each other's flesh and spirit, hands flowing gently over soft and hard intimate places.

CECE RETURNED wearing a translucent black nylon outfit: skimpy bra, bikini briefs and thigh-length belted robe.
She smiled seductivly, knowing of my fetish for lingerie, and for removing lingerie, and began a slow, sexy dance around the living room, her broad hips swaying, her hands caressing her flanks, her breasts.
I reluctantly slipped away from Bobbie's damp erotic embrac, knelt up on the edge of the bed, embraced my cock and increased my pumping.
Bobbie resumed panting as she started stroking and squeezing her hard clity again.
Her big tits flopped, her great smooth belly rippled, her thick thighs quivered as she moaned toward another cum.

Cece openned her robe and smothered my face with her heavy, firm young breasts. The smooth scratchiness of the nylon bra was a delight. She kissed me deeply, our tongues dancing.
She stood next to me, legs spread a little, thrusting her full, fleshy hips at me.
I fondled her pussy thru her scanty panties, delicately tracing the outline of her bush, the swell of her lips. She pushed my hand away, grabbed my head and pulled it against her panties. She slowly rotated her pubes against my mouth.
Her musky sex scent filled me with desire.
I held her hips and lapped the shiny, damp crotch of her thin black panties.

The plump redhead paused in her pleasure to roll over and take my cock in her hands.
She skillful had me moaning into Cece's damp crotch with a few well-timed strokes.
Her grip felt backwards, of course, her thumb below the fingers, but the novelity only stiffened me more.
Slow deliberate squeezing near the root and firm, quick strokes upward, finished with a brush of fingers on the purple cock head: her hands coaxed pulses of hot energy from my loins, but she didn't rush to make me cum.
There was a very practiced pause, an unfinished stroke that kept me hard but not near to squirting.

I COULDN'T take the waves of pleasure, the musky sex scent of the two horny girls, the brunette's slutry moans as I nuzzled her cunt, the redhead's joyous laughter at the throbbing hardness of my prick.
I fell over backwards on the materess, stretching out flat.
Bobbie moved around next to me to continue her manipulation of my cock.

"I love jacking guys off but I like to suck them off even more!" she stage whispered to me.
I groaned deeply as her lips closed over my dick head. Her lips slide firmly, wetly, over the head and down the stiff shaft.
Her tongue wiggled from side to side, licking the underside of my cock as she took half of it into her mouth.
She swallowed and I quivered. Then she let my cock slowly slip out as she pulled back. When her tongue returned to the underside of my thick cock head, it flutter there, driving me crazy.
I could feel my nuts clench.

"I want you to eat me!" exclaimed Cece.
She turned a bit and slowly slipped her thin panties down over her big, round butt, her strong shapely legs. She straddled my head and knelt down, hands braced against the wall.
Her pussy, all juice-matted dark hair, puffy pink lips, wet slit, decended over my mouth.

I wanted to say that I loved being sucked off, that I loved to lick pussies, but my mouth was full and my cock was pounding with lust.
I licked, nibbled, sucked, teased Cece's juicy pussy. My tongue danced over the folds of her lips, probed to hot wetness of her cunt, teased the stiffness of her clitty. Her folds were moist with warm, spicy juice.
I licked into her slippery hole; her flow was hot and tangy with lust.

My wonderful friend, lover, playmate slowly pumped her mouth up and down my dick, milking waves of pleasure thru me. My toes clenched; I felt hot rushes all through my body.
They intensified when her hands joined her lips on my pulsing cock.
Her tongue caused erotic sparks in my dickhead, her fingers sent hot pulses through my loins.

"Oh, god! oh, oh, oh, yes! oh, god! eat me! fuck! oh, god!" Cece panted above me. Her pussy pushed against my slurping lips, lapping tongue.
Her hot cunt leaked continuously.
I drank as much as I could, licking her excellent nectar, vibrating her hard clitty, suckling on it.
I swatted her butt cheeks, grabbing rich, firm handfuls of prime young ass.
She cried out, inarticulate moans and gasps of pleasure, her muscular thighs quivered, they crushed in and down, filling my face with dark, hairy, pussy; deep pink lips, wet white thighs.
Her body quivered above me, her pussy squirting her thick, rich sex juice into my mouth.

When her shuddering subsided, Cece rolled off of my face and snuggled up next to me. We were both gasping for breath and I was still moaning from Bobbie's sucking and stroking.
The redhead let up on the sucking, smiled at us and moved up to my other side.
Thankfully, her skilled hand never left the stiff shaft of my cock. "Let's trade places..."

Three sets of lips met, lingered, kissed, brushed over warm, sexy damp skin. We kissed each other sweetly, sexily, slowly.
Cece squirmed up over me, her heavy breasts rubbing my chest and tummy, her pussy slowly humping my thigh. Bobbie gave my tongue a head job.
Cece's warm body slid down until my dick bobbed against her cheeks; she gently took my tingling length into her mouth. Bobbie got up on her knees and straddled my face, her swollen, wet pussy lips wiggling down on my mouth.

"Eat me, please, Brendan. Make me cum in your mouth. I'll let you do anything you like if you do."

Her thick thighs blocked out everything, only the heat of her skin and the warm juicy tunnel of her cunt remained.
I licked and licked in a haze of hot sex juice, wet red pussy hair, slick swollen lips, warm pink flesh.

LATER, IN THE BEDROOM, we got around to that "anything": I asked them to kneel on all fours next to each other so I could take turns fucking them from behind.
It was a fantasy image right out oh, so many sex magazines: a Rear View shoot come to life. Four round cheeks flushed with passion, damp with sweat and sex juice; one set firm, young, round and bouncy; the other fleshy, a few years older, wide and full.
Two inviting cunts, wet, swollen, ready to be fucked.
One with thick matted dark hair, a small purple bud of a clit showing; the other with thin reddish fur, open puffy lips and a large pink clit.

Bobbie's cunt was very wet and slippery.
I kept slipping out, my prick rubbing between her lips, along her swollen clit, making her squeal with pleasure. Her nimble fingers fondled me as she held my cock against her slit to feel my ribbed stiff length rub on her clitty.
Then she guided me back into her wet cunt.
I pumped, at first, slow and steady, then in quick, short strokes, then one hard hard deep thrust, pushing inward, slowly cirlcing my hips to rub all around in her depths.
I could feel her cervix pulsing against my swollen cockhead.

I pulled out slowly, making her moan with frustration, but used my hand to guide my dick between her wet lips, to stroke against her erect clitty. Her moans turned to ones of grateful pleasure as I gently rocked back and forth.
They became groans of re-aroused passion when I entered her to repeat the pattern again and again.

My hard shaft tingled, almost burned, with each thrust into her juicy slit. When the urge to cum became too much I withdrew slowly. I bent to hug her aound the hips, kiss the small of her back.
"Time to switch! I'll be right back!"

Cece's dark haired pussy was still very moist, too, but I still tried to ease my cock into it slowly, savoring the tightness and firmness of her inner muscles.
She groaned deep in her chest when I finally pushed fully in, letting my pulsing cock fill her cunt, holding it in deep and firm. Her hips began a slow, relentless circular motion, grinding my cock all around on the inside of her pussy.
I could feel the warm squirts of her pussy bathing me, leaking down her thighs, my balls and legs.
She dropped forward on the bed so her shoulders held her weight and pushed her tight round ass upward.
I could feel my dick rubbing along the front of her pussy, carressing her spot.
I held back the powerful urge to shoot as her tunnel clenched me.
Her hands clawed the bed spread as she shuddered through cum after cum.

Three times I switched from one lovely, willing, stoned, sexy lover to the other hot, wet, cock-fucking slut.
Finally, on the sharp edge of climax I flopped down on the bed between them.
We three cuddled and curled into a tangle of legs, bellies, kisses, groping hands, pumping thighs, fondling fingers.

CECE AND I fucked long and slow. I plunged into her warm depths, savoring the clutch of her cunt walls, the wet heat of her pussy.
I throbbed in her, barely moving, then slowly pulled out until only my dickhead was enfolded. I moved in small, firm circles, rubbing my shaft against her clit, bringing shuddering moans from her.
Her legs hugged my hips, her hands pulled on my hips trying to get me to pump faster.
But I didn't. Ten long strokes in, ten deliciously torturous withdrawls...she was whimpering, gasping, begging me to fuck her.

Then ten hard, fast strokes, pushing deep and firm, slamming my hips against her cunt.
Her big brown-nipples tits bounced; she screamed with relief.
Then cried with frustration when I paused again.
And I started the gentle, erotic rythm again: ten slow, ten fast, ten real slow, ten real fast.
The smooth taned skin of her breasts and chest and neck blushed red, glowing with arousal...

....And I pulled out and slithered down to plunge my tongue into her needy pussy. Her juices flooded out over my mouth, I slurped and swallowed her wonder nectar.
I flickered my tongue over her swollen purple clit; her hips bucked under me as she moaned and squirted me with her hot flow. Her powerful thighs cruched my head.
I slid my fingers into her, swirling and probing for her spot.

Her moans turned to whimpers and gasps. I gripped her hips to keep her from writhing out from under me, to keep my lips suctioning her clit in and out of my mouth...
....And I drew back, dragging my lips across her yummy, her sweaty breasts, her flushed cheeks, thrusting my cock quickly and smoothly into her gushing cunt.

Cece shrieked as I filled her.
Her arms clutched me, holding me; her leg locked around my back keeping me pumping cock deep into her. Her cries were inarticulate groans and gasps as she rose into her orgasm. Thighs gripping, fingers clawing my back, cunt muscles clenching my throbbing cock, her whole body, hot and sweaty, quivering as she came.

BOBBIE was too hot and bothered for slow, skillful sex.
"I need to get fucked! Hard! Right now!"
She settled her large soft body over me, Her wet thighs straddling my hips.
A quick carress with her hand had my stiff but weary cock sliding into her earger cunt.
She started pumping as soon as I was settled deep in her firm pussy.
She rode me quick and firm, short strokes of her squeezing tunnel stiffening my dick.
Her big tits bounced, her round belly flopped against my lean one, her muscular cunt held me as she rode me. All too quickly she started gasping and groaning, her hot flow mingling with Cece's juices on my cock and thigh.

Her weight on me when she slumped down was heavy, but warm and damp. My cock slithered out of her pussy, raw, hot, almost burning from need and friction.

WE SLEPT THEN, a warm, weary pile of stoned, fucked-out flesh as the cool evening breeze ghosted through the dark bedroom.

Pink Present

Cooling Off

Written by Denny tdenny@email.com (Nov 99)

I didn't know Monica or her daughter was home when I started mowing her grass.
Since her divorce I had been mowing the grass. No big deal.
There's hardly any grass in the back yard.
They have a pool so it's not that bad.
Moreover, when they're home I get to see them more. They are both so good looking and have such beautiful bodies.
They could be twins. Nevertheless, we're friends so I guess nothing will ever happen between us.

Since my divorce it's been hard to think about Monica and her daughter, Joan as just friends.
Now that Joan's twenty-two it was easier to think about her.

Finishing the front yard I went through the gate to the back.
The only part that needed mowing was right by the gate so I didn't even look at the pool.
I finished and turned the mower off and looked at the cool, clear water in the pool.
I could use the pool anytime I wanted to; I wasn't worried about that.
I just didn't have a bathing suit on. I really didn't want to get the water messed up by wearing my cutoffs in the water.

No one was home so I sat down on the side of the pool and slipped my shorts and underwear off and slid in the pool.
The water was cold - talk about your shrinkage. I looked down at myself in the water and couldn't even see anything.
I didn't want to make much noise so I could hear them when they came back home.
I still felt uncomfortable; this was the first time I had been skinny dipping in Monica's pool.
I kept watching the back of their house for any signs of life.

Finally I was starting to relax. The water was working it's magic on me. I went over to the far side of the pool where there was a patch of sunlight filtering through the trees. The sun felt good like this.

I started daydreaming about Monica and Joan.
Monica and I always told each other our secrets and our fantasies.
However, neither of us ever acted like we were ready to do anything about them with each other.
But I could dream. I realized my dream was getting the best of me, though, when I felt myself growing, even in the cold water.
I couldn't help myself she always affected me like that.
She had hinted around before but I always blew it off as her just teasing me.

I was lost in my daydreams and wasn't paying any attention to anything.
I was just holding on to the side of the pool still in the sunspot with my back to the house.
I certainly didn't notice anyone else was in the pool with me until I felt a hand in the crack of my butt too close to my butthole.
I couldn't move fast enough before the hand found it's mark and a finger went up inside me.
My mind went numb.
I didn't know whether to try to get out of the pool or swim away or what.
I finally turned my head around and looked at whomever it was that was causing me a little pain.

"Hello," is all Monica said as I looked at her.
"Would you please get your finger out of my ass, it hurts."
"Only if you stay in the pool with me," Monica answered.

I nodded my head okay. She slowly pulled her finger out of my butthole.

When I turned around to face her she went underwater and grabbed my penis with her mouth and grabbed my balls with her hand.
I was beginning to wonder how long she could hold her breath for.
Then she came up for air and I grabbed her.
Instead of grabbing her arm, though, I grabbed her breast.

Her nipples were rock hard like my penis.
"You do know how to play this game," she said as her head came out of the water and my hand still firmly holding on to her boob.

She was standing there in shoulder deep water smiling at me still with her hand around my balls.
I looked down in the water and saw that she didn't have a bathing suit bottom on.
Moreover, from this angle it looked like my penis was twelve inches long.
I heard Joan's voice from the other end and looked over and saw she was sitting on the diving board without any clothes on, also.
She was just there watching Monica and me. I couldn't take my eyes off of Joan until Monica let go of my balls and put her arms around my neck.

Then she lifted her legs up and bent her legs and floated gently onto my penis.
Somehow she had taken one of hands and guided me right inside her as she floated.
This was happening so fast I didn't know what to think. Then I realized this wasn't the time to think.
She had me up against the side of the pool and was using her legs to slide up and down my shaft. My first time in a swimming pool, I thought to myself. It felt so good and she was tighter than I ever expected.
I reached around her and put my hands on her butt to help her along.

One of my hands slipped just enough to find her butthole and I returned the favor.
As soon as my finger touched the outside of her hole she pushed harder against my penis.
Oh she likes this. I stuck my finger in all the way to my knuckle and she never made the slightest sound like it was uncomfortable.
She must be used to it I thought.

Before I knew it I was about ready to shoot off.
I could feel that same old feeling moving from my groin up and up until finally I was shooting my sperm inside her.
When she felt that she just went at me faster and harder.

I was using my finger in her ass to try to bring her to an orgasm and finally she came.
My dick in her vagina and my finger in her butthole.
She was like a bucking bronco trying to get my penis and finger deeper inside her at the same time.

Her body went limp and I knew she was through for the moment.
I pulled my finger out of her butt.
My penis was still inside her but the cold water was having its effect again and I was shrinking enough to almost slip out of her.

She opened her eyes and kissed me. "See dreams can come true, can't they?"
I answered, "Whose dreams, mine or yours?"
"Both."
I almost didn't hear her last word; Joan had gotten in the water from the diving board almost covering up Monica's last word.

She pulled herself off me sliding me right out of her, telling me to come to the shallow end with her.
We walked to the shallow end. And went down on my knees so my penis wouldn't be sticking out of the water for all the neighbors to see. Even though there was a fence. Joan was waiting on us, swimming across the pool under water.
She finally came up for a breath of air and leaned against the side of the pool.

Joan looked down in the water to see if I was ready for more fun. I was getting there and it wouldn't take long as good as she looked.
She moved out in the water in front of me and turned her back to me.
She bent over at the waist. Backing up almost touching my penis she reached back and grabbed the base and put the head of my dick on her butthole.
Even in the water I could feel she was slippery.
She must have put something back there before she got in the water.
She wiggled her hips back and forth and I felt myself going slowly inside her butt.

She really was going slowly at this but that just made it feel better for me.
Every time she would move her hips from side to side I would go up her butthole a little further until I was in as far as I could be.
She was so tight I didn't know if I would last for even one good thrust in and out. I put my hands on her ass to hold on and tried to move one of my hands around to her vagina.
She had beaten me to it, rubbing and moving in and out of herself.
I just concentrated on her rear end.
It didn't take many times before we both came. Each time I would pull out a little it felt like my penis was being wrung out. God it felt good.

Joan's butthole was so tight that it took me awhile to come down and even being soft it was still tight as I pulled out of her.
I could feel that last little trickle of my sperm coming out of me. Both of them were near enough to me so I could still reach out and touch them but I decided I better not push my luck.

We heard the door slide open next door and we all put our bodies under the water.
Monica whispered to me that was probably her nosy neighbor.
Monica and Joan both decided for me that I was hungry. So we all tried to sneak out of the pool without making much noise.
My shorts were down at the other end of the pool.
Of course they wanted to be daring and get out and run to the back door without any clothes on.
I guess we made it without being seen, nobody screamed.

First time I ever lunch without any clothes on and two beautiful naked women to look at.

Angie's adventures

Written by Dave (Nov 99)

Firstly let me say that I have never written anything like this before, and I hope whoever reads this gets as much of a kick out of reading it as I have from remembering it and recording it on the keyboard.
I am going to say from the outset that I am not a writer, a fact that will probably be obvious to whoever reads this, but I hope that this will be compensated for by the fact that it is true in every detail.
I am a normal happily married guy and have been married to the same fantastic woman for 20 years. We have always had a very open minded attitude about sex, and a healthy sexual appetite.
Angie is a very good-looking 39-year-old woman with very Latin type looks.
She is never short of admirers when we go out anywhere.
A lot of men would feel jealous by the type of attention she gets but to be honest it just makes me proud to be her husband. Angie was a virgin when I met her, and until recently she had never experienced lovemaking with any one else.
That is not to say she was sexually naive, over her teen years she had had lots of boy friends and had had hot relationships with most of them but had never actually had penetrative sex.

This has been a point of discussion for most of our married life, with me saying that she seemed to have got the worst of the deal by giving lots of guys good oral sex but never actually getting fucked by any of them.

I confess at this stage that I have always been incredibly turned on by the thought of Angie bringing all those guys off orally and she has taken full advantage of this by describing the events in detail getting me really turned on before lovemaking.

I could not help feeling frustrated though that she had never actually experienced full sex with anyone else. I could tell from the way she regularly brought the subject up that she was interested in some variety but I could also tell that she was cautious about breaking this cycle of monogamy.

Over the years this sense of frustration developed into a real fantasy of mine, and was something I brought up quite often in conversation.
From time to time I broached the subject of swinging with Angie and she showed some interest, but not enough to follow it through. It turns out that her main problems were that she felt swinging was too planned and she wasn't sure if she could deal with me having sex with another woman in her presence. This sort of thing is very personal and it is not a good idea to push it.

About 3 months ago we were sat in the living room late one night sipping a glass of wine. I was watching something on TV while Angie was paging through the local free newspaper.
All of a sudden Angie said something that really made me perk up in more than one way!
She had been browsing the matchmaker ads and she said "Here's an interesting advert: 45 year old good looking male, would like to find an adventurous woman friend for nights out and to share common interests.
The emphasis being friendship, but could be more. Do you dare?"

I was surprised to say the least. I was also really interested.
"I thought you weren't interested in meeting anyone through an advert" I said.

" I don't have a problem with meeting via an advert but not for pre ordained sex. If I meet some one this way and they know that sex is a possibility but not the bottom line it is exciting without being threatening. How would you feel if I had a few dates with someone for the fun of it? You are always encouraging me to have a bit of fun, would you put your money where your mouth is if it came to the crunch?"

I first thought that she was winding me up but then I realised she was serious. I told her I would love it, but deep down I believed it was the wine talking and that she would feel different in the morning.
"You're welcome to" I said. "Why don't you draft a reply?"

To cut a long story short I helped Angie write a reply where she told him that she was happily married but she wouldn't mind having a male friend.
She told him about our open attitude to relationships and that this would not be a problem or cause any restrictions if circumstances were right. We went to bed soon afterwards and had an even better than usual lovemaking session.
Angie had obviously been having some very naughty thoughts while we were writing the reply, as was I!

The following day when I got home from the office, I jokingly said I had posted the reply fully expecting her to show some distress and regret.
All she said was " How long do you reckon it will take to get a reply?"
I got a real kick from that it meant the game was on. I posted the reply the following morning. About ten days later a hand written letter arrived with a photo.
We read it together and in it Tony described himself and his interests.
He seemed like a nice enough guy and we both thought we should meet. I gave him a ring, introduced myself and passed the phone to Angie who had a long conversation with him. We arranged to meet the following night at a local pub where Angie and Tony got on quite well.

The following few months were very exciting Angie went out on three dates with Tony.
I would always wait up for her and we would discuss her dates.
She liked Tony and they had obviously got pretty hot together because she was usually pretty disheveled when she got in. The third time she came in with her bra in her handbag, her lipstick smeared and a damp streak in her shoulder length brown hair.
It didn't take Sherlock to deduce that she had been naughty.
It turned out that she had just given Tony a blow job in the car outside when he dropped her at home.
Tony's first spurt had taken her by surprise and had landed in her hair, the rest had gone in her mouth and I could still smell it on her breath. Angie was really on a high.
We made love on the living room couch right there, and she was as wet and aroused as I have ever seen her.
She had a violent orgasm in minutes and I filled her pussy up with my contribution soon afterwards.

The following morning Angie was a little subdued.
She was concerned that things were getting a little out of hand too quickly. So far she had only been involved with heavy petting and fellatio, but Tony was pushing for more and Angie was feeling a bit uncomfortable.
Angie had still never had full sex with any one else and I think the thought of changing that pattern still worried her.
I asked what she wanted to do and she said she would feel better if we called off any more meetings with Tony. I was disappointed but did not want
Angie to felt pressurised by me on this matter so I agreed.
We agreed to meet with Tony at the Pub that Friday night to tell him in person rather than on the phone.

Friday night came and we went to the pub at about 8:00. Tony was only due at about 8:30 so I bought a couple of beers and we sat down.
Angie was quiet, I think because she was dreading what was to come and she felt bad. Tony arrived on time, got himself a beer and sat down. We started talking and before we knew it, it was getting towards pub closing time and we hadn't said our piece! By this time we had all had quite a bit to drink and were starting to loosen up.
Tony got up and went to the toilet and I said to Angie "I'll tell Tony when he comes back".

Angie looked at me and said: "No don't, we have had a nice night lets not spoil it. Nothing will happen tonight; let's tell him another time."

I thought I detected a softening in her tone which made my prick do just the opposite, but I wasn't holding out any hopes.
We had another beer and then it was pub closing time.
Tony went to the phone to call a cab but came back a few minutes later to say that the phone was out of order and did we mind if he called one from our house, which was a few hundred yards down the road.
Of course we agreed. When we got home we went into the living room and Angie sat on the couch next to Tony.
I offered Tony another beer which he declined but asked if we minded if he lit up a joint.
To be honest we were shocked.
Marijuana is not something we come into contact with everyday in our lives, but we were also curious.
We agreed and watched as he lit up. We started chatting in general and the joint started to do its rounds.
I doubt we had enough for the marijuana to have any real effect but the psychological effect of smoking dope with someone who seriously wanted to make love to my wife actually had me shaking with excitement.
Angie was very relaxed and she had a naughty smile on her face.
The conversation gradually turned to sex. And Angie told Tony how we had had sex on the same couch they were now sat on minutes after he had come in her mouth a few days earlier.

By this time Tony had his hand on Angie's leg, and was gently rubbing it.
I also glanced at Tony's crotch to notice a definite growing bulge.
I made an excuse that I needed to take a pee to let the atmosphere between Angie and Tony take hold, and left the room.
I stayed out the room for a few minutes wondering what the goings on in the living room were leading to.

I kept straining my ears but could only hear a little shuffling and murmuring.
When I came back Angie and Tony were having a deep passionate kiss.
Tony had his left hand under Angie's blouse at the back and had undone her bra His right hand was cupping her left tit and pinching her nipple.
Angie was stroking the massive bulge in Tony's groin through his trousers.
As I walked past Angie winked at me over Tony's shoulder so I felt at ease with what was happening. I sat down opposite where I could get a good view, and tried to relax and watch the show.

They stopped briefly and Tony asked if I was OK with what was happening and I told him I was. Angie then leaned over, undid his zip and set free his straining prick.
I was pleased to see that Tony was not significantly better endowed than my own 7 inches, but he was uncircumcised, and I am. Angie gripped his rock hard prick with both hands and pulled down on his shaft fully exposing a large glistening plum shaped helmet and gently licked off the pre cum from his hole.
She then took the head in her mouth and sucked in a good 4 inches of the shaft.

If there is one thing Angie does well its giving oral sex.
While Angie's lips were going up and down on Tony's shaft and he was gently moaning, I also noticed that Angie was gyrating her hips.
I then noticed that Tony's left hand had found its way behind Angie's bum and up between her legs under her skirt while she was leaned over sucking his cock. By the looks of it he was giving her a good finger fucking.

They carried on for a few minutes like this and Angie was looking really flushed. Tony then stopped Angie and said that he didn't want to come yet.
Tony then undressed Angie and then himself until they were both totally naked. I took the opportunity to do the same I must add! It was such an erotic experience to see my wife as horny as hell for another guy.
This first time is an experience that I will remember forever.

Tony went down on his knees in front of Angie on the couch and gently spread her legs. Her pussy was visibly damp and engorged and her clit was sticking out like a little bullet. He went down between her legs and began alternately licking her pussy and sucking her clit.
By now Angie was really flushed and breathing really heavily. Angie has very sensitive tits and right now the nipples were standing out like pencil ends, I know she loves to have them sucked while she is masturbating and seeing as Tony was busy in that department I walked over and started kissing her boobs. I had only just started and she stiffened and a violent shudder ran through her body she grabbed my head and Tony's head and squeezed them to her body, mine to her ample tits and Tony onto her cunt while she ground her pussy onto his face.

When she released us Tony guided his rock hard prick towards Angie's sopping cunt which was still throbbing from her recent orgasm.
He rubbed the helmet between the well lubricated pussy lips and slowly sank his prick in to the hilt.
He fucked Angie like this for a few minutes while I watched transfixed at the shaft sliding in and out of my wife's stretched cunt, and stroked my own hard on. He then pushed her on her back on the couch and lifted her legs over his shoulders.

Angie really loves this position during our lovemaking because my prick goes in so deep that it stimulates her womb. I could see the same was happening with Tony.
She had another orgasm building very quickly. She grabbed my dick and pulled me over and started to suck me off. I was so hot I knew I wouldn't last long and when Angie came that did it.
I shot a huge load in Angie's mouth while she was coming and nearly choked her.

My cock came out of her mouth while I was still coming and shot the rest of my load on her face.
That set Tony off and I saw him stiffen and shout, "I'm coming". and let out a long deep-throated groan. From where I was I could see his scrotum contract and shaft pulse five or six times while he kept thrusting into Angie.
He finally collapsed on top of Angie for a few minutes before he climbed off and withdrew his now semi-hard cock with a globule of white glutinous cum still dripping from the hole on the end.
I looked over between Angie's legs to see Angie's cunt oozing Tony's semen out which was running down between her bum cheeks onto the couch.
Angie got up to go to the loo to clean up cupping her hands over her pussy to stop Tony's semen from dripping on the carpet. She told me later that she had a real hand full by the time she got to the loo!

When Angie came back she sat between us both on the couch. We were all a little shattered by what had just happened and probably a little speechless as well. Nothing however could take away the sexually charged atmosphere.
Angie then reached over and grabbed one cock in each hand and started comparing the feel of each while she slowly wanked them.
It didn't take long before we were both rock hard again and all eager for a repeat performance.
This time I slid between Angie's legs and slipped my prick into her over lubricated pussy.
I fucked her for a few minutes while she wanked Tony and he kissed her breasts.
I couldn't hold back and shot another load into Angie's cunt before she reached her climax. I withdrew and Tony took my place and fucked her long and hard bringing her to a final violent climax before he added his second contribution to my wife's cunt.

Tony lay collapsed on top of Angie for a good two minutes while they enjoyed the post orgasmic afterglow before he withdrew and stood up.
The whole area between Angie's legs and pubic hair was absolutely saturated with Tony's and my own semen as well as Angie's love juices.
The smell of sex was overpowering.
There seemed to be a new bond between Angie and myself now. A bond brought about by enjoying each other's right to express our own sexuality without jealousy or criticism. I think Tony also recognised he had been a catalyst to a change in our relationship.

Angie has seen Tony on a number of occasions since then sometimes on her own and sometimes with me. Either way I still get to hear all the details and still get a kick out of hearing them.
Angie and I have also had other lovers since then and our sex life has never been better.
If there is any interest I will write about these exploits another time.

I hope you have enjoyed hearing about Angie's awakening as much as I have enjoyed telling it.

Sexy iPod

A Night on the Town

Written by NIGHTHAWK Nighthawkm38@yahoo.com (Nov 99)

It was a special Saturday night.
He had planned a night on the town he hoped she would never forget.
It was his turn to plan everything and she would go long.
His goal was to meet her fantasies and drive her to passion that would blow her mind.
Her pleasure was his only goal for the night.

They were staying in a nice Hotel in downtown Manhattan, not far from Central Park, and the night life in New York could be unbelievable.
He was dressed in a dark black suit with thin burgundy stripes, barely visible.
The tie was burgundy with small black patterns and his shoes were shinny and black with small tassels .
His light hint of Polo cologne could be detected as she drew close to him

She was dressed to kill in an elegant mid thigh black dress.
She had on a thin pearl necklace, small pearl earrings a dash of some perfume that nearly made him pant.
She also wore dark sheer thigh high panty hose. Beyond that he could not tell.

He had planned a long limousine ride to a Broadway play then a romantic dinner afterwards. He also had a small present wrapped in gold wrapping paper.
She wondered what it was since his presents, at a minimum, surprise her and often shock her.

They walked hand to the elevator where he kissed her lightly and told her how beautiful she was and how we wanted to please her tonight in every way imaginable. His eyes looked deep into hers and she could see the passion in them and knew this was going to be an interesting night.
The elevator door opened and he took her hand and escorted her to the outside where a long stretch limousine awaited them.

The limo was huge and could hold 8 to 10 people. The driver opened the door as he helped her in. The limousine was gorgeous.
The moon roof was open to the clear evening sky. There were small scented candles burning, creating a romantic setting, and champagne cooling in an ice bucket with a small tray of fresh fruit nearby. “Appetizers before the Play.
It is a long time till dinner”, he said with a smile.
The driver moved behind the wheel, looked into the rear view mirror, smiled, and quietly raised the privacy barrier isolating him from his passengers.
Romantic classical music began to play.
The ride through the busy Manhattan area would take 45 minutes before they reached the Theatre District.

The sat in the back side by side as he looked into her eyes and told her how he loved her and wanted to give her a night she would never forget.
He opened the champagne and poured a small glass and made a toast as they both sipped the champagne, the bubbles tickling as it slid down their throats. He reached over and took a very large strawberry and placed one-half in her mouth and them moved into to kiss her as he took the other half into his.
The both bit into the strawberry and into a very hot, passionate kiss.
He lightly touched her neck, his fingers touching her as they kissed.
She pulled him closer as the passionate began to increase. She layed back slightly in the huge back seat as his finger traced over her dress and down to her knee as he gently caressed her leg.
He could feel himself becoming aroused and she could feel a dampness between her legs.

The continued to drive slowly through the heavy traffic, often stopped by mobs of people crossing the streets.
The windows were dark, so they could see out but no one could see in.

Their breathing increased as she reached to his pants and felt that he was hard as his hand slid under her dress only to discover that above her thigh high panty hose, she was wearing no panties.
He cock hardened at his discovery as he also felt a soft, slightly damp, shaved pussy.
She began to massage him through his pants and he rubbed his fingers between the lips of her pussy causing a low moan from them both.
Suddenly he stopped and pulled away and looked at her. 'I think we should open your present first. We may want to use it later', he said.
She wanted him to continue and slip his finger inside her but she knew the night was young and that would happen soon.

He sipped his champagne as he handed her the present. She sat up and slowly began to unwrap it.
As she opened it, she saw a small gold shaped orb, and what looked like a remote control.
She was not sure what it was at first.
He handed her the orb and took the remote, pressing a button as she felt the orb vibrate gently in her hand.
'Oh MY GOD' she said, 'Is that for what I think it is for'
He smiled slyly and said 'Yes, it is and now it is my time to place it in you. You are to wear it during the Broadway Play and I will have the remote.'
Her heart jumped as she also got wet thinking of him causing her to orgasm in public with the little orb.
At the same time, although she trusted him completely, she was scared.

Gently, he dropped to his knees on the floor of the limo and took a small sip of Champagne and taking the small orb into his hand.
He moved between her legs and lifted her dress up placing her legs over his shoulders as he slowly kissed her thighs.
She could feel her pussy getting wet knowing that soon his hot, wet tongue would be driving her over the edge and he would control her once the orb was in place.

He kissed slowly at her knee as his tongue licked up her thigh, near the crease where her thigh and hips meet and the back down again.
He made small kisses back up again this time nipping on her inner thigh then licking there lightly.
He took another cold drink of Champagne and with the bubbly still in his mouth, she felt his cold tongue lick long and slow up the entire length of her pussy.
She grasped the leather seat as he did.
His tongue glided slowly back down, then up.
He made the tip of his tongue pointed and stiff as he licked slowly side to side and up 'side to side' and up.
His tongue touched every inch of her now steaming pussy.
Her juices were flowing freely.
He moved up near her clit, licking it around the edges and back down again.
Then time gently sucking on her labia as his tongue gently massaged it inside his mouth.
His tongue moved down. His tongue now broad and flat licked her pussy up and down, again, and again, and again.
Near the top he stopped - slowly he flicked the tip of his tongue, like a hot candle flame at the edge of her now swollen clit.
His tongue flicked at the left edge..the top..the right edge..the bottom, then circled around her clit one, two, three, four, five times.
She bucked up and moaned wanting more.
He made a small tight circle with his lips, placed it over her clit, and gently sucked it in.
At the same time she felt a finger slide inside, hooking onto the walls of her pussy and rubbing gently.
The combination sent her into a wild orgasm.

She moaned loudly as she looked up she could see they were stopped with hundreds of people walking around the limo at a cross walk some trying to see inside. The scene made her feel like she was cumming in public.
She bit her lip as the came hard as he sucked her clit - his tongue rubbing over it as he sucked.
He pumped his finger in and out make her pussy feel like it was on fire.
Suddenly he pulled his finger out and placed a small cold strawberry inside her.
She jumped as his tongue darted in licking under it to suck it out.
She felt another wave coming as his hot wet tongue flicked in and out of her wildly.
As she started to orgasm again he quickly sucked the strawberry out and moved up quickly to kiss her.
The kiss was hot, wild, and erotic as he shared the strawberry with her.
She could taste herself on it as they both bit into it, her pussy on fire from his tongue.

He looked into her eyes, his eyes wild with passion, as he dropped down again.
This time he took the small orb and placed it into her.
A small thong like cloth made sure it held into place.
He pussy was on fire but her heart jumped thinking OMG, I cannot handle this all night.
He took the remote and pushed the button. The orb vibrated slightly inside her causing her to moan and jump.
He moved down and sucked her clit in again as he pressed the remote. Her whole body shook.
The feel of his mouth on her sensitive clit and the vibration in her pussy caused her to moan loudly and cum again.
Wave after wave hit her body and she begged him to stop as her knees beginning to shake.
Suddenly they had arrived at the Theatre Distinct.
He smiled at her and said, “We are here my love and your pleasure has just begun. Let me escort you up to our private balcony to watch the play”
As he put the remote into his pocket, the orb still inside her pussy, she walked her knees weak and, her hand in his, up the stars to the balcony to watch a Broadway Play.
She wondered if she could survive the play, let alone dinner.


PART II


They walked hand in hand into the theatre.
The event was packed with people as they wondered to the back of the building and up a small private winding staircase to a small balcony in the back.
He stopped her and pulled her close as he gave her a slow sensuous kiss pinning her against the stairwell wall.
He pushed against her and she could feel the bulge in his suit pants as he rubbed his body up and down against her leg.
She was turned on and knew he was too.
Their kisses parted and they finished the walk up the stairs only to be seated in the back of a balcony containing three rows with 5 seats per row .
They moved into the back row by themselves with 3 other couples in the two rows in front of them.
The curtain opened and the play began.

At first they both watched the play intently. She was thankful for his wonderful tongue and the little orb inside her hot pussy had weakened her.
Only now was she beginning to recover.

About 20 minutes into the play the stage darkened and the music began to move to a slow rhythmic beat.
She placed her hand on his leg, still staring intently at the stage, and begin to slowly rub up his leg.
The balcony was very dark as she slowly and quietly slid her hand higher up his leg.
She could sense his breathing increasing and knew that if her hand went any higher she would encounter a bulge in his pants.
She slowly slid her hand up and smoothly slid her palm over his erect cock, tracing the outline in his suit pants, causing him to quietly gasp.
The couples in front of them were quietly and intently watching the play, and she traced the outline of his cock and slowly traced around the rim, causing him to bite his lip and arch his hips up into her hand.
Her deft fingers moved up and quietly pulled his zipper down and unbuttoned his pants as she placed her shawl over his lap.
She reached inside and down the waistband of his boxers and released his throbbing cock.

She could tell he was going wild.
Normally, he would moan loudly when she took a finger sucked it in her mouth, looking at him as if she were sucking his cock, and circled her wet finger below the rim.
However, this time he had to be quiet and it was driving him crazy. She looked at him, smiling wickedly, and with one hand pumping his cock and the other hand moved a finger into her mouth.
She softly and deeply sucked it in and out making him imagine what her lips would feel like sucking his cock.
She stroked harder and faster with one hand and could feel how hard he had become and knew she could make him cum anytime she wanted.

Quietly she continued to pump his cock as she slide out of the chair onto her knees.
She settled between his legs and sucked only the head of his hard cock into her mouth.
Her hand continued to pump him as the head of his cock was engulfed in her lips as she circled her soft succulent lips around the rim followed by her soft wet tongue.
He wanted to scream out and knew he needed to cum bad.
She removed her hand and began to suck his cock in and out quickly, her tongue tracing on the underside in fast rhythmic strokes.
His balls were tight and she knew he was ready to cum as his hand gripped the back of her head as she sucked faster on his cock.
She stopped and licked the underside of the rim, flicking her tongue quickly on the spot he loved her to touch, making him arch up.
She sucked short little sucks five more times and he arched - his body stiffened .. and she felt his cum shoot into her mouth. She eagerly took him in and gently sucked him while his cock continued to throb as he fell limp into the chair.
She moved up, tucked him back into his boxers, and kissed him in a erotic passionate kiss letting him taste himself on her lips.

The first part of the play had just finished as they set back into their seats.
He had not expected this since and had temporarily, but only temporarily, forgotten his plans for her.
Quickly he remembered when he reached into his pocket and felt the remote.

The second part of the play was starting. Her pussy was wet from watching him go wild and erotic thoughts continued to fly through her head.
He moved over and kissed her lightly, his arm brushing over her breasts under her elegant black dress, as he caressed her thigh.
The music again began to play as he reached up her thigh and to his pleasure felt a wet pussy brush under his finger.
Suddenly, the music hit a high note that came every 30 seconds or so as she felt the first vibration of the orb inside her. At first the feeling startled her.
She felt the orb send vibrations throughout her pussy causing her to become wetter as his tongue, wildly and erotically, probed her mouth in a sensuous kiss.

The note came again and he pressed the button.
Her pussy felt low vibrations again as he kissed her neck.
She now knew the pattern that when the note sounded he would send that feeling shooting through her body by pushing the button on the remote..
The note came as she clutched the arms of the chair and it came again.
All she could do was concentrate on the music and the vibration on her pussy as it took her closer and closer to the edge.
One part of her wanted to attack him and get that device away, the other part, the part that was winning, wanted to release the pressure building in her.

Now it was his turn.
He dropped to his knees, his head under her dress, the people in front staring straight ahead , when the note came again.
The instant the note hit, his lips circled her clit, sucking it in and the vibration of the orb inside her began.
She lost control, biting her lip hard to keep from screaming as she bucked up to move his mouth off her clit as he hung on sucking it gently.
The vibrating continuing inside her as she came hard and strong.
Her body would not stop as his tongue rubbed over her clit as he sucked it in.
The orb vibrated gently inside her as her whole body exploded into a mind blowing orgasm.
She was afraid she would scream as she bit down onto her shawl.
No one turned around as she slumped into the chair.
He remained down and she felt his tongue dart inside her under the orb.
She was too weak to move as he flicked his tongue quickly under the orb and sucked it up and gently removed it.
Her pussy was flowing with juices as he quietly licked them up. He moved up and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his lips as she had done him.
Again, the timing was perfect as Act II ended.

She laid her head against his chest unable to moved during the intermission.
She sighed as her breathing became more normal.
She looked up and he looked down at her beautiful content face and smiled.

The intermission ended and everyone returned to their seats as the play began again.
They both sat relaxed, satisfied, as the watched the play.
Near the end of the play , he took her hand and suggested they get a drink since the lobby would be mostly empty with everyone leaving during intermission.
She was quite thirsty and agreed.
They walked down into the lobby and toward the restrooms.
She was heading toward hers when he grabbed her hand and pulled him into a small dark room between the two and closed the door.

The room was small and completely dark as he pushed her against the wall and kissed her passionately.
She felt herself pushed against the wall and felt his cock released from his pants pushing against her thigh.
The room was completely dark.
She was suddenly wet again and wanted him inside her badly. She took his cock in her hand and slid it between her legs as he thrusted up into her.
His cock slide in gently as her legs wrapped around his body as he began to slowly push into her hot, tight pussy.
He whispered into her ear, how much he wanted her and how wonderful it felt to be inside her.
His voice was low in tone and labored due to the feelings her tight pussy was sending pulsing through his body.

He loved how her pussy stroked his cock as it slid in and out and how she pulled him tight inside her.
Be placed both hand under her ass and rocked her onto his cock as he bucked into her faster and faster.
He kissed her lips, sucking gently on the bottom lips as her tongue went into his mouth as she could feel herself ready to cum again.
Quickly her body shook in a small orgasm as he pulled out of her.

She wanted him to continue and pleaded him not to stop until he came inside her.
Suddenly, he moved behind her, pulling her dress up as she grasped a counter in the dark she felt him slide into her pussy from behind as he grabbed her hips.
He bucked into her as she arched back feeling his cock throbbing inside her.
Soon she was back to the edge again as she felt his finger reach around and make small soft circles over her clit as he pumped his cock into her from behind.
She wanted to be quiet since the were in a small closet like room near a busy lobby area, but she could not.
She felt her body start to shake and she panted loudly that she was going to cum!
At her urging he pounded harder, and harder, and harder into her. His balls slapping on her ass as he knew soon he too would cum.
She arched back into him as her legs began to shake as she came again.
As she did, she moaned loudly.
The feeling of her orgasm on his cock caused him to pump hard and fast as he exploded inside her.
She could feel his hot cum shooting into her as her as he loudly moaned her name and began to moan and pant loudly as he continued to explode inside her.
As he regain his breathing, he pulled out, and turned her around, her body limp, as he kissed her and told her he loved her as they lay against each others arms.

Now they had to freshen up, see the end of the play and moved to a romantic dinner at an elegant Italian restaurant.

The Night Before Hump Day

This video feed is from Kim and Ethan. I think we can all agree that Ethan has a really nice arse!

Diana

Written by Richard (UK) (Nov 99)

Diana's eyes shot open.
For a second or two she couldn't make out where she was.
The backfire from Rob's departing car had woken her from a jumbled labyrinth of dreams and she lay quietly, in the middle of the double bed, half naked body covered by a sheet.
Despite the morning sunshine, the room was all was darkness and silence.
Consciousness slowly recaptured her mind and she remembered the ghastly drive down to this place and Rob's anger with her inept navigation.
She could recall turfing him out sometime during the night and removing her pyjama bottoms, luxuriating in her freedom to move and spread within the bed.
After several hours on her own and a deep sleep her headache had subsided, leaving her feeling curiously languid and hungry.
She often felt like this after a migraine - hungry and very sexy.
She longed for protein, a rare beef sandwich or lots of slow love making.
This thought aroused a different, stirring hunger and her cool fingers wandered up the side of her bed-warm body until they reached her thigh.

Diana's breasts and long legs were her star attractions.
She had other delights but it was always the firm single handful of upturned breast with small brown nipple which first excited each and every lover.
When they had stopped drooling - figuratively or literally - over these delights they would then discover those firm thighs and mass of tightly curled hair.
Diana's hand continued to move slowly from her knee along the top of her thigh.
She could feel soft, downy hairs against the movement of her hand.
She listened carefully. There was no sound, confirming that Rob and Simon had left Mespoulet.
Alone in this strange bedroom, Diana had herself all to herself.
She did not usually indulge in self-help - a long line of eager lovers and, occasionally, Rob kept her more than satisfied. But this morning - well, she was alone, felt great and it was day one of a three week holiday.
She gently pushed one thigh away from the other.

As her fingers edged their way towards familiar territory to commence their slow rotations suddenly, from the kitchen, there came a noise.
Diana couldn't interpret the nature of the sound. A curious creaking, a clink, then a swishing noise.
Directly below her bedroom, Patric Desin, tool bag in hand, was climbing the stairs.
He was surprised to see the shutters on the corridor windows still closed, but ignored them.
He opened the door into the bedroom.
Once more, no daylight. 'Oh, well,' he thought, 'they have simply left in a hurry and forgotten to open the windows.'

Diana, heart thumping noisily, lay on her back and watched Patric creep towards the en suite bathroom.
He had not noticed her lying there.
A thin sheen of perspiration coated her body as her hand dropped slowly from her thigh and lay chastely at her side.
At first, when he had opened the door, she had been scared rigid.
This emotion switched rapidly to excitement when she realised that her visitor was a Frenchman.
Not Alain Dumey but presumably someone who helped him.
He was tall and slim and dark.
He was bare chested. He was wearing khaki shorts. His slim thighs were matted with tightly curled black hair. He was was just her type.
Her left hand lifted back - an old fantasy had suddenly become reality.

Patric put his toolbag on the lavatory seat, took out the hose Alain had given him and held it against the existing fitting.
Good, he thought, it will work, Alain won't have to spend more money on a new one.
Within three minutes he had the old hose off and was about to tighten up the final screw on the replacement when he heard what sounded like a groan. It seemed to come from the bedroom next door.
He was used to these old buildings which teemed with small rodents and birds and realised that the noise he heard was human.
But surely the Grants were all out? Alain had assured him that he had seen their car drive off half an hour earlier.
He shrugged and went back to tightening the tap screw.
The second time he heard the sound it was louder and unmistakably female.
Patric decided to investigate.
As quietly as he was able he opened Herves toolbag and, taking out the largest spanner he could find, quietly opened the door to the adjoining room.

The glow of Diana's thighs, tanned and shapely; the disarray of the linen sheet, rucked up over one hip; the steady rocking of her body awoke in Patric thoughts which he had devoted long hours to suppressing.
Diana's pyjama top fell from one shoulder, her eyes shut tight in her slow mounting fantasy.
Patric watched in the shadowy light then moved closer to the bed.
She gave no sign that she had noticed him, moving in ever more urgent strokes.
Her free hand moved up to undo the last buttons of her pyjama top, releasing one small round breast as Patric positioned himself gently on the edge of the bed.
Without thinking of the consequences he put the spanner on the floor, and with his foot pushed it from sight beneath the bed.
In one movement he bent his head to Diana's breast and softly touched the nipple with his lips.
Still she gave no sign that she had noticed his presence.
His wet tongue traced small circles as her body rocked steadily beneath him, breath falling warm on his cheek.

Suddenly, both arms were around his neck and salty lips pressed tight against his.
Diana's tongue, hard and thrusting pushed into his mouth meeting the tip of his own tongue and a small surge of electricity coursed to his thighs.
Her eyes, now wide open, crinkled into a luxurious smile as she grasped his arm and moved it under the sheet and down the length of her bare body.
She felt his hand moving over her stomach resting on the tangle of wet hair.
Slowly, like a feather, his forefinger touched and Diana shuddered, rolling her head to one side to watch the enjoyment on his face.
She moved in the bed and the sheet fell away to the floor.
Now quite naked, she raised her hips.
She was in a dream, a film.
First the side of his finger, then a delicate brush with its tip.
Long, confident strokes took her rapidly to a plateau. Diana tried to stop the inevitable but as the point of Patric's tongue circled her hard nipple and his wet lips covered the goose pimples around its base, she gave in.
One short cry, then another, longer one.
Her body arched; a deep moan, a shudder followed by a slow expellation of satisfied breath.

'My God' she whispered, 'Oh my God. That was just ....' 'Ssshh' Patric closed her mouth with a kiss, his finger still in place. 'Ssshh. Say nothing.'

'Here, let me feel you,' Diana demanded as she tried to locate the top button of his shorts.
She gave up and dropped her hand on to his thigh, fingers hunting beneath.
She found what she was seeking and held him tightly for a moment.

'Come on, get these shorts off,' she demanded. 'Let's see what you French men are made of.'

Suddenly - Bang!!! Bang, bang!!! The noise coming from the front door rocked Diana into action.

'My God, it's them. They're back. Get off - get off the bed. It's my husband. Quickly, go. He'll murder you if he finds us here. Quickly!'

Patric rushed into the bathroom and gathered up the remaining tools and thrust them into the old toolbag.
He ran his fingers through his hair and holding the bag carefully in front of his trousers tried to walk as nonchalantly as possible down the back stairs.
Meanwhile, Diana had leapt out of bed and shot into the bathroom, locking the door firmly behind her.
She sat for a moment on the edge of the bath, heart pounding in her ribcage, sweat covering her naked body.
Below, she could hear voices.
They seemed normal, not raised. She prayed that Rob and Simon had not noticed Patric as he crept from the gate
'Diana, are you in there?' Rob's voice from the bedroom.
'I'm in the bath. I'll be out in a couple of minutes.'
Rob opened the shutters and looked around the room. It smelled of bodies and bed.
He opened the windows wide and hooked them back to the outer wall.
He decided to make Diana's bed while Simon lit the barbecue for lunch and was plumping the pillow when his eye caught a curious stain on the cover.
He examined it. Pale yellow, moistly fresh it spread over three centimetres.
He lifted the pillow to his face and sniffed. Oil. Lubricating oil.
He could recognise it a mile off. But why on his wife's pillow?
The moment of understanding was accompanied by a kick in his gut.
Of course, that bloody French guy, Alain something, he's been here 'fixing the shower'. He couldn't even wait beyond day one.

Rob sat still on the edge of the unmade bed.
Behind the bathroom door he could hear Diana sloshing about, humming contentedly.
Rob looked across to the window.
Tall trees stood motionless against the perfect sky and he caught the smell of newly-lit charcoal which Simon was lighting below.
Perhaps he was over reacting, after all, he thought.
There is no doubt a simple explanation.
He got up and continued to make the bed. Yes, he thought, even Diana wouldn't risk ruining a summer holiday this early on.

Finally convinced and by now feeling quite hungry, Rob was reaching across the bed to smooth the cover when his foot hit something beneath the bed.
He reached down to see what it could be.
His hand swept the area where he thought he had felt the object and was surprised to feel cold metal.
He pulled the large spanner out, held it and looked at it for well over a minute.

'Bloody fucking bastard. Bloody bitch. That bloody bitch.'
Tears stung his eyes as he stumbled away from the bed. 'Bastard fucking bastards.'
He threw the spanner hard and accurately at the bathroom door.
It embedded itself in the soft wood surface, swung for a second then dropped noisily onto the carpet.

'You are a bitch.' he shouted towards the top of the stairs. 'Do you know that? A thoughtless bloody cow. I hate you. I always have.'

From the bathroom the sound of water and humming had stopped. In the bedroom, in the g”te there was silence.
Outside a small breeze had got up and the tree tops swayed, slowly painting the sky.

Once he had recovered his composure, Rob walked slowly over to Mespoulet, spanner in hand.
Hugh McGregor was leaning across the bonnet of his car studying a large scale Michelin map and did not notice Rob knocking on the kitchen door.
There was no reply so Rob walked around to the front of the house where he could hear the put-put of a motorised lawn mower. In the distance he could see Alain sitting astride the machine creating elegant patterns in the cut grass.
He wondered vaguely how Alain had had time to get from their gite to his mower and to cut that much grass.
Rob waved, then shouted and eventually Alain spotted him and drove across. He cut the engine and lifted himself off the saddle.

'Monsieur Grant, good morning. I hope you and Mrs. Grant slept well. Oh, and Simon too, of course.'
Rob ignored him.
'What is the meaning of this?' he held the spanner aloft. 'Eh? What the hell do you think you're up to?
We've only just got here and already you are messing around with my wife.'
If he had noticed Hugh McGregor, who had come up alongside, Rob made no indication.
'Er, frightfully sorry,' Hugh backed away from the tableau. 'I seem to have come at rather a bad time. I'll come back later, Alain.'
It was then that he noticed the spanner clenched in Rob's hand and wondered whether he should remain at a discreet distance in case things got nasty.
Rob ignored Hugh and went on. 'I'm only away from the place for a couple of hours and what do I find when I come back? A bloody spanner under my wife's bed and oil on the pillow. Can you explain that? Can you?' he urged.

Alain held out his hand.
'Please may I look?'
Rob handed him the spanner and stood, shoulders heaving as Alain turned it over in his hand.
Engraved on the shaft were the letters 'HD'.
It was one of his father's tools, the one he had given to Patric that morning to mend the shower hose.
He nodded and put his hand on Rob's shoulder.
'Monsieur Grant, I can understand your concern and, yes there is an explanation. If you would care to join me for a late morning eau de vie and a coffee I believe I can explain everything to you. And I will also take immediate and appropriate action if we can substantiate your apparent allegations.
Together, the two men walked towards the house.
Hugh McGregor returned to his car and folded the map, placing it in the glove compartment watching as Rob and Alain walked towards the kitchen door.
He could still hear Rob's words and found them hard to comprehend.
He had obviously misjudged Alain who had turned out to be a typical randy Frenchman.
Oh, well, good luck to him, Hugh grinned to himself.
Silly to have got caught, though, he thought.
I can't wait to tell Lizzie. She seemed to think rather a lot of her Monsieur Dumey.
I wonder what she will make of this turn of events.

Two's company, three's a party

Written by Minton (Nov 99)

I can still recall the first time I meet Ian.
It was at a wedding reception and I was in a small group indulging in some light conversation when he came over and joined us.
I was struck straightaway by his easy going manner and boyish charm.
On that first evening I never got to talk to Janet, his wife, but I did observe them together.
She was very attractive with a sexy smile.

Subsequent to that first meeting, I struck up a friendship with them and over the years I became a frequent visitor to their home.
Although Janet was usually around, most of my conversation was with Ian.
As the wife of a close friend, I did not view Janet in a sexual way;
or, at least, I tried not to.

I found her very attractive and she possessed a certain free spirit that I guessed could transform her in to a wild sexual animal.
I occasionally wondered what went on behind their bedroom door.
The years passed by and our relationship stayed pretty much the same -- until last week.

It was Friday evening.
I'd gone round to watch some football on the T.V. and, after that, the three of us watched a so-called erotic movie.
We , also, had a lot to drink and by the time the film had ended, Janet was out cold.
Ian asked me to help get her upstairs.
She was like a dead weight but the two of us managed to get her safely upstairs and in to their bedroom. We placed her gently on the bed.
Ian smiled at me and said, " Can I show you something that might interest you? " I nodded, not knowing quite what to expect.

He proceeded to slowly, very slowly, lift up his wife's dress.
My pulse started to race.
The anticipation was heart stopping; at any moment I would feast my eyes on Janet's knickers.
But it wasn't her panties that were revealed but her naked cunt.
My head began to spin.
"What do you think ? " asked Ian.
I couldn't respond.

I was transfixed.
Ian leaned over a planted a kiss on his wife's pussy.
Suddenly, Janet began to stir.
I was in a state of panic, imagining a terrible scene.
She opened her eyes and looked straight at the two of us.
She smiled a very strange smile and said, " What are you two dirty devils up to? "
Then, she spread her legs and, in a very commanding voice, said to Ian, "You get your tongue down here and start licking."
" And you," she said, looking at me, "sit down, get your cock out and start wanking."
I did as I was commanded and slowly wanked myself while Ian began licking her pussy.
Janet gave a series of delightfully sexy moans.
After a few minutes they changed position.
Janet got on all fours facing me. Ian got behind her and started to fuck her slowly.
Janet looked directly at me, watching the movement of my hand. " Bring that cock over here, " she said.
And, supporting herself on one arm, she took hold of my cock and began to wank me.
Suddenly, Janet let go of my cock and stared frantically touching herself.
Ian responded by ploughing in to her with a powerful jerking action.
Within seconds the pair of them climaxed; he with deep masculine grunts, she, more noisily, with a beautiful moaning sound.
I watched in amazement.
The whole thing was unreal, surreal and totally mind-blowing.

A minute or two went by, and then Janet looked at me and said, " You and I have got some unfinished business.
Pop up on the bed and let me relieve that stiffness for you."
I lay on the bed and she began to wank me slowly.
" Play with my tits, " she said.
I suddenly became a bit assertive and replied, " I'd rather stroke and kiss your bum."
" That's sounds nice," giggled Janet.
She positioned herself so that her lovely bottom was inches from my face.
I ran my hands over her beautiful curves and kissed her smooth, sexy skin.
" Mmmm, " she whispered, and added, " you can keep doing that."
Then, deep within me, I felt it beginning and I knew this would be a special, very powerful come.
And, just before I was overwhelmed by that unique sensation, I was conscious of Ian sitting watching us .
He looked very excited at sight of his wife wanking off another man. Then it hit me, and, it was very, very special.

I don't know if the events I've just described will alter things between the three of us, but there's a big game on T.V.this Friday night and they've invited me over. Joseph

This Video Sucks

Okay, the video doesn't suck, but Kim sure does. And she does so very artistically. This video feed is from Kim and Ethan. This tongue dance is pure poetry.

Bedtime

By Paul Wilson odinson1369@hotmail.com (Oct 99)

It was a long day for the both of us.
You spent extra time at school, and I pulled some overtime out on the job site.
This summer has been a real bitch, and when you got home, I had already showered. You came in, set your books down, kissed me and started stripping before you even got to the bathroom.
I guess I dosed off or something, because the next thing I remember was that I didnt hear the shower running.

We were there in my chair, both of us as naked as the day we were born, your arms around my neck and mine around your waist.
I was getting excited and I think that feeling that under you kinda did something to you because you started grinding on me slowly, almost like you were afraid or something.
But when I didnt break our kiss, you started going faster and harder.
It was neat, because I gould feel your tits on my chest.
They'd pull back just far enough to tickle the hair on my chest, then mash against me hard.
It was an interesting feeling, and it excited me even more. You moaned softly against my mouth, when the tip of my hardon rubbed past your lips and hit something.
Then you started going really hard and fast against me.
All of a sudden, you stopped and bit my lip. Your whole body tensed for a second, then you relaxed, opened your eyes and looked into mine and smiled.
I looked at you with a silly lop sided grin and cocked me head, you just slowly got up and took my hand, turned away and started toward the bedroom. We never got past the couch.

When we were going past the picture window, I turned you to it, pushed past the hanging plants that are there and bent you over slightly, placed my hands on your hips and started stroking you with the length of my cock.
Against your pussy and tickling your ass with it, but never putting it in.
Just sliding the length past your pussy lips.
You reach back and between your legs and softly begin to tickle my balls with your nails.
Almost as if that were a que, I draw my hips back and let my cock dip down to your opening. You curl your fingers one more time and I slide into you.
Slowly, only maybe an inch at a time before pulling back and sliding back into you.
When I'm in as far as I can get at this angle, I lean back a little bit and slide the last little bit into you.
Then in one long slow stroke, I pull almost completely out.
Letting just the tip hang in you.
You feel me sliding out and draw a breath. You put your arms on the window with your elbows out to the side and rest your face on your hands.

I pull one hand away from your hips and lick my finger, then I put it against my cock and tracea thin, wet line from your pussy, up your ass and into the small of your back.
Then in one sudden move, I slam forward into you.
Pressing your tits against the window.
Again, I pull out almost all the way in one long slow stroke, this time tho, I begin to stroke you with short fast strokes.
Nothing more than the very tip sliding in and out of you.
You can feel the head as it passes your lips.
You try to push back onto me, to get all of me into you, but I push you away and whisper "No"
We settle into the short fast rhythm like that, and you start to go with it. Getting into it.
Without any warning at all, I slam everything I have deep into you, again, pressing your tits into the window.
This time though, I move my hands up and one begins softly massaging your right tit.
The other is massaging your clit.
You feel my chest and stomach against your back as I lean forward to lick, kiss, suck and bite you face, your neck, your shoulders and back as I grind deep in you.
You whimper a little when I slide all the way out of you and guide you back to the bedroom.
We have a low dresser in there, and I sit you up on top of it, pressing your back against the mirror, setting your knees on my shoulders and teasing you very briefly with the tip of my cock before slipping it into you again.
I move my hands from your legs to your ass and pick you up off the dresser.
Just far enough to get even deeper in you. You sit there and begin to go with the motions of our sex, pushing your body up off of the dresser to keep me going deep into you.
This time, a strange look comes to our faces...almost at the same time.
I see your eyes glaze over and a thin layer of sweat covers our bodies and you tense up.
I can feel the muscles in your pussy contracting on my sensitive skin and it almost makes me lose my mind.
You slam your hands onto my back and dig your nails deep into the skin there.
My hands on your ass dig deep into your skin.

Together, our breathing quickens, and my vision fades at the edges.
The waves of passion wash over us and take us ut to sea.
Sweat beading off of my foreheaad, and between your breasts, to trail down your belly.

After a moment, I gather up what remains of my strength and carry you over to the bed.
Laying you there as gently as I can, I climb into bed beside you and softly kiss you good night.

Ms Bones

A little video by Ms. Bones.

Wife Rules

Written by Merlin (Oct 99)

It happened when our daughter went off to college, leaving my wife and me in the empty nest.

A couple days after she had gone off, my wife announced to me, with very little forewarning, "Things are gonna be a little different now with you and me."
I asked her in what way would they be different.
She replied, "Well, for one thing, you are gonna clean the house, do all the ironing, cook and do all the shopping.
And I am going to take a couple of nights off each week and do what I want, how I want and when I want."

"Hmm, that's some difference." I said to her, a bit shocked but somehow pleased that she had the confidence to tell me that.
I sensed a resoluteness about her, and I liked it.
Her announcement was not entirely a surprise; for years I had geared my sexual needs to accommodate hers.
I usually ate her pussy until she came, then played with myself until I came.
She rarely allowed me inside her... too messy she had said.

On special occasions, if she wanted it, she let me fuck her, but she always got on top and milked me down.
I was always left feeling used and unsatisfied, to which she always told me, "Well if you don't like it that way, we can stop doing it and you can keep eating me."
"And what do I get in return for this new arrangement?" I asked, half suspecting the answer to that even as I asked.
"You get to eat my pussy when you are a good boy and when I get horny. You always like to eat me anyway.
You can no longer fuck me. You can only eat me. After you eat me you can jack off like you usually do."

She stood there, confident and tall, all 5' 8" of her, long lovely legs, narrow waist and flaming red hair, her hands on her hips.
She was not glaring, but her demeanor left no doubt as to her intent and her resolve.
Suddenly I felt weak kneed and very soft and warm inside, feeling that this new change was going to suit us both very well.
I knew she longed for new excitement in her life, and that I could never give her that.
I knew she loved me but wanted more than I could give her.
I felt certain that whatever she did, it would not result in her leaving me.
But if there was a danger of that, it was up to me to make sure that did not happen.
I decided to go along with her newfound liberation and see where it took us.
Truth to tell, I was almost looking forward to it.

I sensed my cock growing hard with the thought of her with another man, fucking his brains out, sucking his cock, letting him eat her snatch.
I could be content to eat her pussy after she fucked some man and I could jack off to relieve my own needs.
Barely two nights later she came home from work and said, "I have plans tonight and so hurry up and cook supper so I can get started."
I complied, cooking some low-fat concoction which I had learned to prepare for our diet.
After we ate and I cleaned up the kitchen, she said, " I'm going to use the downstairs bedroom tonight.
I have a friend coming over and don't want to be disturbed."
I knew that the downstairs had a separate entry, a phone on a separate phone line and was completely isolated from the rest of the house, the ground level.
My cock firmed up as I thought about what her plans were.
Instead of being jealous or upset, I was almost relieved that she had found another outlet for her energy.
That meant I didn't have to entertain her, well maybe I would later after her company left.

"Don't bother us or come downstairs. I don't want to be disturbed tonight. In fact I will probably sleep downstairs so you can go to bed when you want to. ok? We will be up until late, I imagine."

"Yes, dear," I responded. What else could I say?
She was not asking me; she had issued her orders and expected me to comply.

And I liked it. I liked her new attitude and could see it wore well on her.
She was becoming more confident with each passing day since her ultimatum to me.
She said nothing about who was coming over or what their plans were and I did not have the courage to ask her.
Suddenly I realized that we had almost reversed roles. I had become shy and reticent and she had become bold and sure of herself.
Within a few minutes she retired to the downstairs and closed the door leading to the upstairs.
In just a few minutes I could hear a car pulling into the lower level parking and the door slam.
My curiosity was killing me so I peeked out the window to see who it was.

My heart sank when I saw a tall, black man get out of the car and enter the downstairs area.
"Damn, I never thought about that happening! A black guy! Shit! A cock on a black guy is twice as big as mine. Damn!"
My mind was a whirlpool of thoughts, some fearful and some, most in fact, were erotic and satisfying.

After the initial shock of seeing the black guy wore off, I was relaxed in the conviction that she would get a good fucking, and that would satisfy her.
And maybe, just maybe, I would get to eat her out after he left.
I couldn't sleep, even though midnight passed and I could tell the car was still there, just where he had parked it.

Would they spend all night there, screwing, eating each other?
Finally at 1:30 I heard the car start and drive away. My heart was racing.

My thoughts a blur. What now? Will she sleep there as she threatened?
Suddenly the upstairs phone rang. It was my wife.

"Come on down here. I want you to do something for me. Hurry."
I hurried. I ran down the stairs two at a time.
I couldn't wait to comply with her orders. I passed through the doorway of the bedroom.

I saw my wife in dim light lying on the bed with her legs spread slightly apart.
She was entirely naked and I could see that wet, creamy cum was oozing out of her pussy.
"Eat me," she ordered without emotion or hesitation. "Hurry up and eat me. Make me cum."

I was on my knees and spreading her legs before she uttered the last syllable.
I could see now that the cum was dripping down into the crack of her lovely ass and it covered her entire pussy.
I buried my face in her crotch and stuck my tongue far into her hole, my hands running up and down her long, lithe legs.
I was in rapture.
My thoughts were only to please her, to make her happy, to make sure she stayed with me.

The fact that I was sucking another man's cum from her snatch meant nothing to me.
I wanted her to talk to me now and tell me how that black stud had fucked her, but she only moaned and rolled her hips as I sucked her pussy, filling my mouth with hot cum.
I swallowed it and went back for more.

"Hmmm, you're doing a good job. He left more cum in me than you do," she finally said as I continued to eat her.
With those words my cock, already bone hard, twitched and I nearly came.
The effect of having my wife tell me how some man had fucked her and left his cum in her was like an aphrodisiac.

"Keep eating me until you clean out all his cum and then I want to cum again. Aaahhhh that's good."

In seconds her hips heaved as she climaxed again, her hands grabbing me around the head and scratching me with her fingernails.
Her legs squeezed my face and I could barely breath, but I was in ecstasy, paradise. I loved it.
I loved her snatch and the cum I had swallowed.
I loved it all. She finally relaxed and rolled over on her stomach, revealing her perfect, shapely, white ass.

Those loaves stuck up in the air, making me even more horny than before, if that was possible.
"Now kiss my ass, lick it and jack off," she said to me, calmly, evenly.
I buried my face between the loaves of her ass and licked wildly and furiously.
I pushed my tongue inside her asshole while jacking myself off into my hand, using a cloth on the floor, which I suspected she left there, to shoot my load in.

I loved it.
She only allowed me to eat her ass when I had given her a really good tongue job on her pussy.
My tongue tasted her musky ass as I shot wave after wave of my hot cum into the cloth.
Finally, I dropped to the floor exhausted, panting, the taste of her ass, pussy, and his cum on my mouth and nose.
My face was covered now in dried cum, hers and his.

"Go upstairs and leave me now," she announced simply.
"I'll see you for breakfast. In fact I think I will probably sleep down here from now on.
I want you to move my chest and dresser down here tomorrow.
After tonight, the thought of you sleeping with me just doesn't seem right. You know what I mean?"

She turned on her side and covered herself with the sheet.
I left, my mind in a daze while reviewing the night.
What would next week bring?
What would tomorrow bring? Whatever it was, I was ready for it, and my reward.

"Yes, dear, I know exactly what you mean," I said to her, in response to her remarks.