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Jacqueline Ch. 01

By: BookkeeperLover



This is a story that starts with me. But it's not about me. 

Back in the middle of the last century I was just an average guy growing up in an average east coast town. There was a lot going on back then. You've probably heard about it. Be that as it may, this story isn't about any of that either.

It's about her. You see, in my town, no other woman came close to her astonishing beauty, her intelligence and grace. Even her distinctive accent, her manner of speaking set her apart from the rest of us. They said she was like a fish out of water, that she didn't belong there. The truth is she was a swan, quiet and elegant on a little pond of noisy geese. She was a treasure and they knew it but, by God, they made her suffer for it. We'll get to that later.

Most of all it's a story about love, her love for the one she cherished most but could never fully possess. You might appreciate it. I hope you do but in the end it doesn't really matter, because this isn't written for you. It's for her.

For Jacqueline. 

...

As every young boy does, I had always thought of her simply as "Mom". She was the ever-present, often invisible force that kept my small world in orbit. If trousers needed mending, they were mended. If they needed washing, they were washed. If they came home in tatters, stained by bleeding knees, they were taken away and the wounds were healed with stinging iodine and a loving kiss. She was always there. She was the hand I held as I took my first steps, the tear-stained cheek I kissed as I boarded the train for college.

There came a time - I can't tell you precisely - when I began to see her as more, as a woman, a sexual being. What I do remember is this: we were in the library. It might have been after the required "Saturday Night Bath". I was in my standard-issue flannel pajamas and we were curled up together on the sofa. There must have been a less-than-interesting program on the flickering, grey screen of our new television because I was concentrating on her breasts: a supple, rolling landscape barely concealed by the chiffon nightgown and peignoir she was wearing. I turned and rested my cheek against them. She responded by slouching down to offer me a more comfortable position. I remember it well: they were firm yet soft, warm and comforting. I tilted my head and felt them move against my face.

Fascination must have eventually overpowered discretion because she swatted me away and made me sit up again. No words were needed, message received. But as I retreated I saw two very noticeable bumps underneath the thin, silky fabric.

...

As my late teen years approached, I was increasingly captivated by her sexuality, realizing that not only was she my mother but also a very beautiful woman. She was tall, long-legged and shapely. I was the envy of my over-sexed adolescent friends. They would often come to the house, feigning interest in me but actually focused on her, hoping for a brief glimpse up her skirt or, the Holy Grail, down her blouse, events about as rare as snow in the Sahara. It didn't matter all that much - they were just as happy to simply watch her walk by, or bring us cold drinks on a hot day.

I felt protective of her but eventually even I began stealing glances, especially through the double doors of her bedroom as she dressed for the day. She was a stay-at-home mother but made a point of always being properly done up: sometimes slacks (quite controversial at the time) and a stylish top; sometimes a dress, or blouse and skirt - often worn with hosiery and heels. I too was expected to follow the dress code. Housecoats and pajamas were forbidden during visiting hours because "One never knows who might suddenly appear at the door."

Which reminds me of an argument we had during my rebellious period. As a lazy teenager, sometimes all I wanted to do was sleep in and spend the rest of the day camped out in front of the television. It was seldom allowed.

"Bradley, get off your derriere and do something constructive."

"Aw Mom, c'mon. Everybody else gets to."

"Yes, well, you're not everybody else, are you?"

"No, you always make sure of that!"

"I'll have none of your cheek, young man."

"There, see? You did it again!"

"What do you mean?"

"You keep using weird words like that. Why can't you be like the other moms? People always talk about you, you know, about how you seem to know about everything, about the way you talk, that accent. They say you don't belong here."

I knew I'd gone too far. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"I can't help how I was raised, Bradley! I wasn't born here, I didn't go to school here. I'm well aware that I don't fit in. You have no idea how difficult it has been for me -- to try to lose my accent, to learn how to use the 'proper' words. If you only knew how it feels to be laughed at by other people if I happen to use a word I grew up with! One would think that after all this time...!" She turned and ran out of the room, dabbing her eyes. I jumped up and followed her. She was in the kitchen, leaning on the counter, head down.

"I'm sorry Mom, I shouldn't have said that."

She looked out the window. "Sweetheart, if you could understand how hard it is sometimes..."

I put a hand on her back. "I'm sorry, I didn't know. People just aren't used to it, that's all."

"You'd think after twenty bloody years they would be!"

"Well, maybe you could explain..."

She cut me off: "The only explanation anyone needs is that I wasn't born here but I've done my best to fit in. That's all anyone needs to know."

I dropped it -- I knew her early life was off-limits. We hugged and I went upstairs to change. It was strange that she never talked about her past, always saying it didn't matter, that the here and now was more important. It was a mystery I had lived with all my life.

Anyway, back to my story... 

Some days she would head out on her own, leaving me alone at lunch or after school to deal with my increasingly sex-obsessed thoughts of her. I'd steal into her bedroom, open each drawer of her lingerie cabinet and run my fingers over the brassieres, panties and stockings to feel the softness of the fabric, to imagine my hands on her silky legs or satin-covered breasts.

I have to confess that more than once I was so aroused by the idea of touching her that I wrapped my hardening cock in a pair of her panties and within a few minutes was heading to the bathroom with a handful of my cum.

As I think back to that time, I realize that she might have been giving me her own signals of attraction. I recall several times catching her, seemingly by accident, in various stages of undress as I passed by her open bedroom door. She would be sitting on the edge of the bed, drawing stockings up her legs, or sitting at her dressing table in just a skirt, no blouse. She would always let out a yelp and try to cover herself but I think we both knew it happened too often to always be innocent.

I don't know if I've ever told her this: one day near the end of high school there was a turning point for me. I was getting ready for school that morning, about to head downstairs. Once again, her door was open. She was standing in her nightgown, in front of that big bay window.

As I passed by, she called out and turned in profile to me as I stopped at the door. The bright light silhouetted her so completely that I could see every subtle curve and line of her body through the thin silk of her gown. She must have noticed me staring at her, especially her breasts, yet she stood there for just a moment longer than necessary, then turned to the bed.

"Sweetheart, be a dear and help me with the bed, would you please?"

We tugged and smoothed the sheets and blankets together, tucking corners and fluffing pillows but my mind and eyes kept drifting to her. She was stooped down low, handling the bedclothes. The neckline of her nightgown gaped open so much that her breasts were in almost full view. I couldn't help but watch as they hung down, swaying as she moved. Only the last inch of them was hidden. How I longed to see them! She must have sensed I was looking because she occasionally brought a hand up to close the gap. But then a moment later she always let go and allowed her gown to fall open again.

She didn't say anything at the time, didn't scold me for my obvious attempts to see her breasts. When we were done I remember that her cheeks were flushed as she straightened up and thanked me. I left the room, sweating, trying desperately to conceal my erection. I'm not sure if she noticed but as soon as I left I went and spent a long time in the bathroom. It was then that I vowed to someday, somehow, see them in all their full, naked glory.

...

I know she remembers this: it was my second year of college. By then I'd had some awkward, fumbling experiences with sex. It was the typical learning environment, both in and out of class. I was no longer a virgin but so far the process had been very limited.

It was the beginning of the summer break. I was back from school, goofing off, sleeping late whenever my part-time job allowed - the typical college boy being a pain in the ass around the house. Dad was away on business -- again. I was heading for the bathroom. Her bedroom doors were wide open and I could hear her in the closet, sorting through her clothes, getting dressed. I mumbled a "Good Morning" to her. There was a brief silence and then she called to me. When I walked into the room she was peeking around the edge of the closet door. She pointed to the bed.

"Sweetheart, be a dear and bring that to me please?"

There was a brassiere laying there. I remember it being a white satin one, one of those new push-up styles. Instantly my mind flew back to that day when we made the bed together. I pictured her pulling this bra up over her breasts, filling it with the part of her body I had always wanted so much to see, to touch.

I picked it up and brought it to her. I was still a step away but for some reason she didn't wait. She reached out for it and at that moment her breast slipped out from behind the door into full view. She felt it happen and with a gasp she instantly covered herself but it was too late. For the first time, for however briefly, I finally saw one of her breasts, nipple standing erect on her smooth, porcelain skin.

She quickly tucked in behind the door and once again reached out for the bra. Looking away, I slowly placed it in her hand. She asked me to wait a moment and disappeared behind the door. There was a quick rustling of fabric and then she opened it wide. She stood there with her back to me, holding the bra against her breasts, the clasp undone.

"Hon, would you mind doing me up please?"

Mind? How could I possibly mind? I took the opportunity to study her body, my eyes slowly drifting downward to her hips. She wore a girdle, a tight white sheath that accentuated her luscious curves. The attached garters held silk stockings up her long, slender legs. She was already wearing a pair of white low-heeled pumps. Her erotic beauty instantly brought the blood to my groin but there was more. A thrill went up my spine. Could it be? It was! She had not yet put on any panties. Her bare bottom peeked out from under the girdle.

My God, this was too much for me. I soon had a powerful erection. It took all the self-control I had within me just to take the clasp of her bra in my shaking hands. I fumbled with it and tugged at the stretchy fabric until I managed to hook the ends together.

She looked over her shoulder. "Thank you, Love."

I was rooted to the floor, unable to move. She turned to me slightly.

"Bradley, is something wrong?"

I could say nothing. She turned to face me, hands up, shielding her breasts.

"What is it, Dear? What's the matter?"

And then she watched as my eyes slowly drifted down her body, down to the dark tuft of hair just visible under her girdle. I clearly remember her forcing her thighs together, bending forward, trying to hide herself from my bold stare.

"Bradley!"

Then I saw her eyes open wide, surprised by the tent my erection had formed in my boxers.

As we travel through life we sometimes face moments that dramatically change our journey. If we make that one decision, that one choice, life begins to follow a completely different path. That was my moment. It took all of those years, all of those "accidental" glimpses of her, to bring me to that point. Seeing her standing there like that - and her bare breast a moment earlier - it overwhelmed me. I remember my heart pounding as I reached out and took hold of her wrists. She backed away from me.

"Bradley, what's wrong? What are you doing?"

She struggled as I pulled her arms down until I could see her brassiere. Her breasts were straining against it, a deep cleft between them. She tried to break my grip.

"Bradley, stop! This is wrong!"

She kept backing away from me, trying to free herself, until she was against the wall. We struggled a moment longer but then she stopped resisting. She became very quiet and looked away. I let go of her wrists and quickly brought my hands to her breasts. I heard a sharp intake of breath as my fingers closed around them and squeezed. Once again she tried to push me away, one hand on my chest, the other covering her mouth.

"Bradley, Darling, please!"

She weakly tried to break free from the grip I had on her. I had no intention to hurt her, but I was firm. As she struggled, I took hold of the bra strap on her left shoulder and pulled it down her arm until I could see her nipple. I kept pulling until her entire breast was exposed.

"Oh Bradley, Sweetheart, no. Don't do this," she whispered.

I pushed her up against the wall again and held her there, one arm across her chest. I cupped that bare breast in the palm of my hand and bent to it. My lips touched her hot skin, the dimples of the areola surrounding the hardened nipple. I sucked - and then sucked harder. I pressed my face against her and filled my mouth.

I heard her moan - a resigned, quivering wail.

It was then that she stopped struggling. It was then that her own turning point had arrived.

I felt her hand behind my head. I felt her pull me gently to herself. I watched as she drew the other brassiere strap down to reveal herself fully to me. Without a word she lifted her right breast, offering it to my mouth. I kissed it, leaving a trail of moisture that led away from her nipple. I watched her hot skin react to the cool dampness, her nipples extend further, harder. I held her breasts in my hands and pressed my face into them. She caressed my shoulders with her fingertips, ran them through my hair.

I looked up and our eyes locked. Silently she slid down the wall, just a little, just enough to reach into my shorts and take hold of me. My skin tingled. She began to stroke me, gently.

"Is this... Bradley, is this what you want?"

"Yes. Yes it is."

"Come to the bed."

She walked across the room, holding my hand, then sat down on the edge of the bed and looked up at me. She didn't say a word. She reached down under the waistband of my boxers and once again took hold of me. Her hand was strong, hot. I soon stood naked in front of her. I felt her palm slide down my cock with a light yet definite, repeated motion. It began to throb. I groaned.

"No. No, not yet." She gripped the base, hard. "Bite your lip. Quickly."

The urge went away. Her hand relaxed and held me gently.

"Bradley, I can give you this but there's something else, something more. Something I want from you."

She unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. She took my hands. As she lay back on the bed she pulled me down on top of her. The stockings covering her thighs felt smooth and hot as I slipped between them. Our bodies pressed together. Once again I took her breasts in my hands, suckling her nipples, exploring her skin. I felt her heart pound, her breath quicken.

Then she put her hands under my arms and pulled me up, gently, until my cock pressed between her legs. I felt her hand slide between us, take hold and guide me into herself, into that secret place. I rose up on my hands and looked directly at her.

"Mom, I... Do you want...?

"I want you inside me."

"Mom, I..."

"Shh, Sweetheart. Please. Do this for me. I've waited for too long."

She held herself open to me. I pressed forward and entered her deeply. The fire inside her body enveloped me, a burning, moist heat. Slowly, memorizing every detail of this moment, I pushed until I could go no further. I felt her tighten around me. She brought her legs up across my back and I felt her shiver.

She rose up from the bed and kissed me passionately, for the very first time.

We were soon lost in that urgent embrace. I watched her breasts rise and fall in time with our movement. Her eyes were shut tight, her face strained. Her fingernails dug into my back, her body rose to meet mine, her thighs locked around my hips. I bore down on her and once again tasted her skin, my face buried in her hair.

When it came, it arrived as a paralyzing force. It drove the breath from me, through clenched teeth. I heard her cry out loudly as she felt my cum rush into her. Her fingers drew long red trails down my back.

And then she was pleading with me: "Stay inside! Keep going, just a little longer!"

I followed her guidance, felt her hips rock against me and then watched as her face contorted into a mixture of pain and ecstasy. I discovered later that it is known as "the little death" and I understood. It traveled through her body, an irresistible power that raged inside her. Her cheeks flushed red as she cried out...

My strength was gone. She took my weight and enclosed me in her arms. Her lips met mine for the second time, but longer and gentler. She drew back, tilting her head to the side as she looked at me. Her eyes glistened.

"Bradley, Darling, how long?"

"For a very long time, Mom. I've wanted this for as long as I can remember."

I dropped down onto the bed. She moved over so that we lay there together, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, staring at the ceiling.

"I know it was wrong. I'm so sorry. I know I shouldn't have done it. But I... I..."

She brought my hand to her lips. "Shh. Bradley, Sweetheart. Don't take the blame for this. It's not your fault. I've often wondered if this might happen. There have been many times when I've even hoped it would."

I turned to her. "You have? But... why?"

"For so many reasons Sweetheart, so many reasons I can't even begin to explain. I just want you to know that I don't blame you for any of it. Do you see that?"

"I guess so but I don't understand it."

"I think you will, in time."

She sat up and looked at the clock. "Hon, we have to get up. Go now. We'll talk again when you come home this afternoon.

We kissed, this time as mother and son. I left her sitting there while I quickly got ready for work and headed for the door. She was standing in the hall in her dressing gown, waiting.

"Goodbye, Sweetheart. Come back as soon as you can."

Another kiss and I was gone.

Our First Time



I'm not using names, but it seemed everyone knew who we were, but the events of Saturday night are completely true (and only from MY perspective, as you'll find out, there a 7 more views of this story). You can call us the REAL NEWBYS. We had not been to any event of any kind in the lifestyle. As a result, we were pretty nervous. But, the staff and guests made us feel completely at home. (Well as close to home as possible ;)

Of course it was lingerie night and my wife didn't want to get to the lingerie. So, we sat and talked, laughed, and danced. Then we talked to a couple of people. The couple next to us (again no names) She was dubbed Zebra girl by the 'pole dancers' asked if it was our first time at the club and we told them that this was our first time ANYWHERE.

From there, things got interesting. My wife went to the restroom and returned in her lingerie. SWEET! Then she had me ask the DJ to play Prince's Erotic City. After that, we were going to go to the back and see what happened. We knew it was after 11, because the couple 'minding the store in front' were now out back, AND hanging out with our new friends. Erotic City came on and most couples were gone.

We changed really fast and went to the back, looking for an 'open bed'. Well, the curtains were drawn on every bed except the last one. BUT, our new friends and the 'couple in front' wee getting comfortable. So, we sat down and were just starting to kiss, when they said we can make room. "Are you sure?" I asked. And like ancient times, the bodies parted. So, we got naked, on a bed with 2 other couples. Unheard of in our 'real life'.

A little background, my wife has told me about her and a previous boyfriend having sex in front of one of his friends while the buddy jacked off. He wanted to join in, but my wife (not at the time) would have any of it. Also, she joined in with a friend of hers (Female) and her boyfriend, and that couple is married to this day. Me, I have only a vivid imagination. But, during OUR love-making, I often talk about her blowing another guy while I'm doing her and she gets really wet, as do I.

Well, the ladies were absolutely amazing. The guys, too, but I'm a guy and don't check guys out. So, anyway... The 3 couples were performing orally on their own partners, when one of the guys asked if he could rub my wife's breast. "Of course," was our answer. Well, the women were actually the ones feeling each other. Until I asked 'Zebra Girl' if she wanted to kiss my wife. Then BAM, everyone seemed to be kissing, licking rubbing my wife and their wives.

Then another couple came in. This poor girl had just a corner of the bed, her head was at my knee for at least a good hour, but they were a very erotic couple. She had an all over tan and looked Hispanic, so I'll call them 'tan girl' couple. So, I look down and tan girl man is really giving her the business. She seems to like it, so I ask if I can play with her breasts. The both say yes. I'm only doing this because the poor girl is being neglected by the others. Strictly as a courtesy. YEA, RIGHT.

By this time, we've ALL been going at quite a clip. And my wife says to the 'couple in front' girl, "I want to lick you." Now I'm going ballistic. And the girl says, "Say it again, louder." Nice, so she does, and she straddles my wife and gets 'licked' for about 20 minutes at least. The girl got a leg cramp. Seriously, we all switched around because she cramped up. I was so proud. After the leg cramp, I looked at zebra girl's guy and asked my wife if she wanted to suck his cock? She said yea, now its a party. He gets up, and my wife is blowing this guy. Meanwhile, I've been inside her this whole time, and now it is REALLY hot as my baby is getting skewered while she is on her back. I told the guy not to come in her mouth and he nodded. Meanwhile, Zebra girl has watching the whole thing intently. Everyone was hot at this point.

I asked if I could rub on 'tan girl's' pussy and they both said yes. And I think I actually got her off. I thought it was her guy AND my rubbing, but when I looked, he was on the side of the bed....

Well, now everyone kind of switched around except us, we still hogged the middle of the bed. In retrospect, that is the only thing I would change. But, it was our first time. The Zebras and Front door couples got to the foot of the bad and tan girl comes up and lays next to my wife. She starts blowing her guy it looks great. Then all of a sudden, she jerks her head and is looking completely insatiably at my wife. So, I said why don't you kiss her, and they start making out like you wouldn't believe.

I knew I need to come soon, or never, so I started concentrating on concentrating and whammo. We fell into a clump, my wife and I. We got up, shook hands, kissed on the cheek our new friends (CRAZY, huh), went to the shower, talked to Robin, then changed and left.

It was truly a life changing experience for both of us. I love my wife so much that I didn't think it was possible to love her any more, but I do so deeply enjoy what we have together, and I sincerely thank our new friends at Club Amnesty. We are already trying to change plans and sitters for RED, RED, RED night... And thank you to the 3 other couples in bed with us. The six of you are amazing. I can't believe how long all the guys lasted. I had to last longer than normal (only by about an hour and a half) just because you guys wouldn't finish...

Thank you all.



Our First Time



It's late at night and you are finally alone, everyone is sleeping. You strolling to the couch, you are carrying several sheets of paper. You had been waiting all day to have some time to read my story to you. You could have read it when you first received it, but the anticipation only built up your desires. Over the past several months our correspondence has increasing turned up the heat. My stories and thoughts are passionate and contain a level of yearning you find very refreshing. Alone in the room you sit back and read my latest story of our mutual adventures. 

The story describes in intimate detail one our first time together. You push yourself into the sofa, open your legs and gently stroke your soft silk, while you begin to read.

We agreed to meet at a hotel which I booked online. Arriving in Pa, I am getting more excited as I near your house. As I drive, my thoughts went to our upcoming meeting. My mind drifted to imagining myself sliding between your legs and running my tongue along your soft lips as I feel a chill pass through your body. Without thought, my hand drifted between my legs raising my skirt. My fingers lightly touched my pussy, which was soaking wet with just this simple thought of you. My fingers moved in just the way I needed. I dreamt of you licking me and sliding your tongue from my clit to my ass. My fingers worked feverishly on my clit and I knew my orgasm would not take long. Seconds later the first wave of my orgasm racked my body as I rubbed my clit with force. Oh, it felt so good.

I have never met you in person, but feel I know you intimately, because of what we have shared. You have sent me several pictures over the past few months of increasing intensity. We started with very simple ones and then quickly moved to pictures of ourselves masturbating with thick dildos and vibrators. I still can't believe I sent that to anyone. Lost in the moment I suddenly released I was at your house. You emerge from the front door and I am awe struck. Pictures did not do you justice. You are spectacular, a vision, breathtaking. I feel the heat rush immediately to my face and the moisture rushing between my legs. As I get out of the car, I turn to face you and I can see that you are equally excited. Dropping my suitcase, we slowly approach each other. I can feel a wall of doubt and fear, as we get closer. "Should I really do this? Do I really want this?" Then just as suddenly I am face to face with you. If we had hesitated a moment I am not sure of what would have happened, but we did not hesitate. 

My lips met yours and we locked perfectly. The softness of your mouth against mine was transcendent. We kissed deeply and passionately, moving to nibble and lick each other's lips gently. My tongue slipped cautiously inside of your mouth, but was quickly embraced by your own. They danced and slid up against one another. I could feel every inch of your mouth as I spiraled around your delicious tongue. My arms held you firmly and I could feel your breast pressed tightly up again mine our nipples extended. Then at the same moment, we pulled away from one another breathless. "Uh, I think we better put your stuff away and get in the house." 

We made some talk trying to get our minds off what we really were desiring. You said Jamie would be coming home and he was excited they we all finally got to me. You said with your sexy grin "We are all alone here".

I looked at you with a mischievous smile. "We are all alone hmm."

You reached over and touched my lightly on the shoulder. "Can I be honest with you now, Sweet pea?"

"Of course"

"All I want to do right now is kiss you. May I?" You looking right into my eyes, as you took the glass from my hand.

I didn't really think about my answer...I knew that all I wanted right at that moment was to feel your mouth on mine. I reached up and ran my fingers gently down the side of your face, giving you a half smile and you leaned towards me.

You groaned softly and brought your lips down to meet mine. My lips parted opened slightly at the first touch of your lips. Our breath mingled as we kissed, gently at first. Your tongue flicked at my mouth, I opened my lips further inviting you in. 

Suddenly You drew back from me, searching my eyes for response. "Are you alright with this? I don't want to do something that may offend you?"

"I'm fine...that was really nice...if I hadn't wanted you to kiss me I would have said so." I leaned my face back towards your and kissed you cheekily on the tip of your nose. 

We couldn't hold ourself back any more. You pulled me roughly into your embrace, one hand on my breast as you brought your mouth down again. Our kisses became more urgent and demanding...the feeling of your hand on my breast exciting me. I could feel my body responding, my nipples were hardening, the familiar ache that could only be eased with fervent sucking and nibbling. My pussy was certainly telling me that this was something U wanted, needed. I could feel the wetness...

Your fingers were fumbling with the buttons on my shirt. I pulled back from our kiss...not to stop you but to allow you more room. I reached to stroke your breast through the layers of your clothes. "Oh yes, please touch me there..." you sighed deeply, as my fingers brushed over the rigid nipples I could see straining at the fabric. A shudder passed through me as I felt your nipple respond to my caress.

You stopped your fumbling. "Sweetie, are you all right? Are you sure you're ok with this?"

"Oh I'm sure." I grinned at you "I would have stopped you if I wasn't. I just liked the feeling of you getting hard like that." I couldn't believe how my pussy was throbbing, I had never felt so high on the idea of having sex with someone...there was absolutely no way I was going to stop you now. I knew that I wasn't going to be able to stop myself, anyway.

You had all my buttons undone now. You opened my shirt front and gazed at my breasts under my black bra. A little groan of desire escaped as you lean towards me and cupped each of them gently, your thumbs flicking over the nipples. Your mouth met mine again in a frenzy of kissing, licking and biting as the need overwhelmed us.

My hands were seeking their own delights as I pulled your shirt away...my fingers sought your nipples,...I recognized the need in me to have my mouth sucking them, my tongue licking them, nibbling at them. 

One last reasoned thought flashed through my mind..."This is what I want, I need. Why have I waited so long?"

The feeling of pleasure at the touch of your hands on my breasts and your mouth on mine was enough. I let go...my responses became more frenzied, more passionate. You reacted quickly to the change you felt. My clothing was quickly undone and tossed on the floor of the lounge room. 

Your lips met mine again then you began to kiss down my body. Firstly you gently kissed the base of my throat. I had never had anyone do that in quite the same way before...shivers ran down my spine. I flexed and raised myself to meet your lips as they skirted round my breast. 

"Oh suck me, please before I die from frustration..." You chuckled as you drew my nipples into your mouth. 

"Oh, god, suck them,...please suck them... harder!" Your hands were tugging at my nipples as I squirmed with delight. My breath rasped as you flicked your tongue over my sensitive buds. The feel of your breath, your teeth delicately nipping at me, the powerful reaction to your strong suck. I couldn't believe just how I was reacting to this attention. Could you make me cum just from this? I could feel the orgasm beginning deep within me. 

My fingers worked their way over your body...The feel of your skin, the soft smell that arose, the flick of your hair as my head moved over your breast...I wanted it all for myself. I wanted to bury my face into your skin, into your pussy, feel your clit under my tongue.

Your hand sought to find my slit...a small groan escaped my lips as your fingers touched my wetness for the first time. I responded by nipping you gently...the wave of pleasure that coursed though me I could not have imagined possible.

You gently rubbed your fingers up and down my slit...searching, exploring, seeking the entrance to me, encountering my throbbing clit. You wriggled your hand a little under my body, giving yourself a little more reach as your fingers slid into my pussy.

I groaned with pleasure and arched my back..."That feels so good, Doll...let me return the favor." I let your breast go and reached down towards your pussy. 

"Oh yes, please..." you gasped as my finger's grazed gently over your outer lips. 

"Sweet pea, you are sooo wet...let me in there..." You parted my legs lightly as your searching fingers found their way into in my wetness. 

"Aahhhh! That feels wonderful..." We lay together on the couch, our fingers pleasuring each other's sopping pussies, working each other towards orgasm. 

You looked at the me beside you..."Sweet pea, let me take you all the way..."

"MMMmmmm, please do". You lifted yourself way from me, and began to trace your way down my body with your lips, first kissing each breast, flicking your tongue over my navel, licking and nibbling at the line between skin and hair. I groaned half in anticipation, half in pleasure at the feeling of your lips.

Your hands gently parted my thighs, the whisper of your breath over my slit sent shivers up my spine. You could see how wet I was. You teased me a little by sliding a single finger up my pussy and across my clit...a little shudder coursed through me.

The first flick of your tongue over my clit was like a flash of fire through me...I sobbed. You began to gently lick my clit, continuing to tease me with one finger in my pussy, sliding it in and out slowly. I arched my hips attempting to push myself closer to you. I reached for your head just as you slipped your finger out and plunged your tongue right up in my pussy. The feeling of your tongue buried in me, flicking, licking, was like no other. It was enough to push my orgasm to its peak as I ground my pussy against your face, the waves of sheer delight flowed over me, the tremors shook my body as my juices flowed over your face. 

"Ohhhh, fuck...I'm exploding!" I cried out as the peak of my climax washed over me. You licked and kissed me repeatedly as the shudders gradually subsided.

My breath came in short gasps as I subsided back down to the couch...

"Oh...my...that was indescribable...I can't believe how I'm feeling..." I reached to stroke the side of you face, "Come here.." I took your hands and drew you back up to me and kissed you deeply. 

I tell you I want to taste you. I knew I have never tasted a woman before but I do wanted to please you as you did me. I start kissing down your neck, licking kissing and sucking my way down to your breasts. I start nibble you hard nipples thru you bra. I look at you and tell you lets get rid of this. My mouth watered as you took your bra off. I loved how hard your nipples got from me nibbling them thru your bra. It took me no time to take one of you nipples in my mouth. As my other hand pinched the other one.

Completely out of control now, I ran my hands down to your panties and slid them rapidly down your legs. I have been waiting to taste you for so long. You help me by spreading your legs in front of me. I lick and nibble my way down your body. I love how your body is responding to my touch. My tongue slides down your inside right thigh, then I kiss and nibble near your patch of heaven. I am so wet and so eager to taste you, but I am trying to regain my control. My tongue slides down your other leg as I reach my hands up to your breasts. This is the first time I have ever felt breasts other than my own. You begin to raise your hips and push your self towards me. I can tell that you are needing me.

Wanting to satisfy you, more than I have ever wanted to satisfy anyone, I move between your legs. You smell incredible, better than I ever dreamed. Your clit is already engorged and you are so wet. As my tongue touches the tip of your hood, we feel a charged ripple pass between us. I must have you.

My lips wrap around your clit and my tongue begins to softly stroke it. It is exactly what you would have done. I instinctively lick you as only I can. My tongue slides between your lips and pushing your legs apart, it continues on to your ass. My tongue circles around your back button and penetrates inside. I then slide back up to your clit and back to a circular spin around it on an even pace. 

I go back down on you and suck hard on your clit. Before long, you can feel my finger at the entrance to your pussy. You let out a powerful sigh as I slide two long fingers deep into me. My fingers fuck you in time with my tongue's strokes across your clit. My fingers pound into you as deep as I could and sucking your clit all the way into my mouth and swirling my tongue rapidly around it. It is not long before your powerful orgasm takes over your body. You explode and I suck your juices out of you.



Our First Time



Hey there everyone, I'm a little nervous about writing this. This is my first foray into the realm of adult fanfiction. I'm not very good at making things up, so I decided to base my first story off of real life experience. This is about the first time me and my boyfriend made love. It was a really sweet experience, which is why I feel comfortable sharing it. For the record, Hebrew is both my and my boyfriend's native language, so I took the liberty of translating what we said into English for you, since when we speak to each other it is in Hebrew. Not only do we speak the same language, but we also work out. I can jog three miles now before I start breathing heavily, and we can both run seven before we collapse.

Me and my boyfriend live together now, and we've been doing so for the past two years. We moved out of our houses when we were nineteen. Not because our parents were horrible or anything, but because we both got scholarships to a college. Since we found a good apartment for a reasonable price, we decided to just move in together. We've been dating since I was sixteen and he was seventeen, but we are only four months apart, so I felt comfortable living with him. When we had been living together for about three months, he wanted to try taking our relationship to a more physical level. We had only kissed and made out: we hadn't been groping or anything like that. I wasn't ready until about two months ago to do that.

For the record, I submitted this to another site, but they've been experiencing difficulties, so I've decided to move my writing center over here instead.

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So anyway, about two months ago I realized that I did want to take our relationship to the next level, but I wanted the night to be special. One night right after our finals had ended; we were lying on the couch watching Jumper. Near the end of the movie we began kissing. As usual, we started making out and his hands went from around my neck to my hips. He began caressing the sides of my stomach as I lay on top of him. When he got up to the sides of my breasts he began to stop. His hands started to pull away as I rubbed his shoulders and he apologized. It always breaks my heart when he says sorry- I know how high a guy's sex drive is, and I can't imagine how hard it must be for him to stop.

"What would you do to me if I told you you didn't have to stop?" I whispered in his ear. I felt his back shiver a little bit as I nibbled on his ear. He was probably surprised when I asked, since I'm usually very inhibited physically.

After he got over his shock, he whispered back in my ear in the sexiest voice I've ever heard him use. It was low with a little growl in it, but it sounded so soft and gentle at the same time. "I just want to pleasure you Ahuva," he said in that voice. I had to suppress a groan as he kissed me behind the ear and started rubbing my shoulders. "I don't want any pleasure for myself; I just want you to feel good. You deserve so much better then me, so I want to be the best boyfriend I can for you," he said.

"Shut up Paul," I told him. He didn't have many friends growing up, so he has a confidence problem. He's gotten a lot better, but he has a complex where he seems to think I wouldn't have stayed with him for so long if he wasn't good enough. I stared down into his dark brown eyes and saw he was telling the truth. I knew he was lying about the not wanting pleasure part, but I knew he was telling the truth when he said all he wanted to do was pleasure me. "All right," I whispered as I kissed him gently, "just be gentle."

He reacted so quickly that I had forgotten how martial arts had given him such good reflexes. He scooped me up and carried me off to the bedroom, hitting the TV off with one arm as I hung on. He laid me down and began kissing me behind the ear as his fingers massaged my shoulders. I was still kind of nervous about what was going to happen tonight, but I couldn't help but relax as the tension seemed to melt out of my body. He knew exactly how to make me relax, and it was a good five minutes later that his arms started wandering down lower. He gently took my shirt off and leaned up as he looked down at me. He gazed for so long I started to feel uncomfortable and covered myself up.

Paul gently grabbed my wrists and tenderly pried them apart. "Why do you cover yourself up?" he asked me.

"Because," I whispered back, "I feel ugly."

"Ahuva, you are beautiful," he said firmly as he began to kiss my stomach. My breathing accelerated as I felt his lips land on my skin. "Your body is so slim and in shape," he continued as he worked his hands behind me to start massaging my back. "Being in gymnastics keeps your body so sexy," he said as he started dipping his tongue into my belly button. I could barely keep track of what he was saying, as I started to feel my lower body begin to get moist. "And even if you weren't in gymnastics, you would still be sexy. Your just right for me," Paul whispered as he came back up to my face level and started sucking on my ear lobe. I couldn't breathe properly, let alone say anything, as he moved to the side of my neck and started sucking on my vein.

"Paul," I moaned in a kind of ecstatic agony.

"Yes?" he answered with a cheeky grin. Normally, that would have made me laugh, but I was in no mood for fooling around. My body was definitely aroused: my lower body felt moist and my nipples were hard. Every time I breathed they rubbed against my bra, and I couldn't take it any more.

"Get this fucking bra off me," I growled at him as I reached my arm down, trying to grab his member. He was making me feel so good I wanted to return the favor. I gasped when he grabbed my hand and slammed it firmly against the mattress, more from shock at him being so firm than from pain. Actually, it didn't hurt at all.

"No, Ahuva," he said firmly. "Tonight is all about you. Maybe another night the pleasure can be mutual, but not tonight."

"But-" I protested, wriggling madly under his grasp, my nipples on fire.

"No buts," he said, kissing me softly. "Or I stop right here and now," he threatened. I looked into his eyes and saw he was deadly serious.

"All right," I grunted, "but take this bra off please," I implored.

"As you command, my Queen," he said as he reached around and began fumbling with my bra. I waited impatiently for it to come off, all the time feeling that infernal mouth of his suckle my shoulder and neck. Finally it came off and I sighed in relief as the cool air hit my chest, hardening my nipples even more. His hand hovered above one as he looked down, asking me for permission. Even in the passion, I felt even more reassured that I had chosen a winner when I saw he was waiting for my consent. I nodded and he began lightly squeezing my breasts. I began muttering and cursing under my breath as his fingers caressed the area around the nipple before flicking it oh so gently.

"Ahuva, can I suck on you?" he asked huskily as my blood began to feel as though as though someone had filled it with fire. I could only shake my head and groan in response, but he felt like messing with me.

"Sorry, I didn't catch that," he said playfully as he began caressing me lighter and lighter.

"Yes, oh God yes!" I growled out as I began to grind my lower body against his right leg. He flashed me a quick grin and kissed me on the lips once more as he began licking the area around my left nipple as he continued his actions against my right one with his hand and rubbing my scalp with his right hand.

"No grinding, Ahuva," he warned. "If its all right with you, I'll touch you there later," he said, his hand coming off my breast as he started to suck on my nipple. He held my hips still. I tried to keep grinding anyway, wanting to know if he was as aroused as I was. He must have seen the question in my eyes as we stared at each other.

"Baby, if you need to know, I feel like I'm going to bust out of my gi," he whispered huskily as he moved off my lower body. I groaned at the lack of contact and tried to keep breathing as he switched breasts with his mouth, licking and sucking my nipple again.

"Touch me," I asked in a pitiful voice when I felt like I couldn't take it any more, my hands desperately clutched to his back.

"Touch you where?" he asked, toying with me again.

"Down there," I answered, my face flushed red. He began pulling off my sweat pants while kissing me. I wiggled my hips to help him and brushed against his groin. He hissed in pleasure but pinned me down before I could do it again.

"I'll pretend that was an accident," he said as he began sucking on my breasts again. He sighed in contentment as he cupped my butt cheeks and rubbed my outer thighs. "God I love your tits," he murmured as he began working his way down. Despite how aroused I was, I pulled back when his face got to my groin. Seeing this, he instantly came back up to me.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, and I could tell, when I had calmed down enough to open my eyes to look at him, that he was serious about stopping if I asked him to.

"No baby," I answered him, pulling him in for a kiss. We enjoyed the tender moment for a minute before he asked if he could continue. I nodded and he went back down to my groin. He started kissing my knees and worked his way up slowly, all the while his hands kneading my buttocks. When he started licking around the perimeter of my underwear I cried out, unable to take it any more. My fists went from clutching the bed sheets to being buried in his long red locks. I pulled his face down and ground my hips up into his face as he quickly adapted, kissing me through my underwear. My legs wrapped around his shoulders and squeezed his neck before he started struggling. I didn't want to stop, and he pinched me to bring me down to earth.

"Honey, I couldn't breathe," he told me as he gasped for air. I realized I had been squeezing off his blood flow to the brain and apologized, but he insisted it was okay.

"Can I take off your underwear?" I blushed and nodded, closing my eyes and preparing to be naked in front of a man for the first time in my adult life. I prayed that he liked what he saw, and after my pink panties came off I glanced at him. He was like a little kid seeing a toy he's longed for, gazing at me avidly.

"Do I, do I look all right Paul?" I asked him tentatively.

"Baby, you look perfect," he said as he lowered his head slightly and sniffed me. "But I thought girls usually had more hair than this," he asked. I blushed, but told him I trimmed myself every now and then so it was easier to clean. For the record, I'm not shaved down there, I'm just trimmed. Paul lowered his head and looked up and me again, asking, begging for permission with his eyes. I nodded and let out a small scream when I felt his tongue lick around my outer lips. His hands found mine and I squeezed as he began kissing my nether lips with his upper ones. I ground my body into his face and thrashed as he licked my clit for the first time. When he repeated the motion I froze, I was so overwhelmed by the new sensations rocketing through my body.

"Don't I smell?" I asked when he took a break thirty seconds later.

"A little," he admitted sheepishly. "But you don't taste like fish, no matter what you think," he continued. "It's more tart than anything else," he finished as he started caressing the area right outside my outer lips with his pointer and middle fingers. When he actually stuck his tongue inside me, I snapped. I half-groaned, half-screamed his name as I grabbed his head and tried to pull it deeper into me. I felt his tongue probing and licking my insides while his thumb brushed against my clit and I felt my lower body tensing for my first orgasm. Just as I felt like I was going to snap, he pulled back.

As I grunted and groaned and thrust into naught but air, he waited for me to calm down. I glared at him and was ready to scream before he kissed me wildly. His tongue thrust into my mouth as he slipped a finger into me. I gasped from the more solid feeling intrusion but didn't complain. When he slipped another finger inside, began sliding them in and out while rubbing my clit every ten seconds or so, I gripped his arm, and dug my fingernails in.

"Ahuva, I love you so much," Paul said as I felt myself tensing once again. He must have sensed it, though, and pulled away again. I wailed at the quick change in my body and glared at him, ready to slap him.

"No more games anymore," he promised before dodging my smack and going down again. He began sucking on my clit as he thrust two more fingers inside me again, groaning something about how tight and wet and hot I was. As I felt those fingers of his curl upwards and rub against something inside, I suddenly felt the worst feeling- like I was going to pee. I tried to get out of his grasp, moaning that I was going to piss, but he said I wasn't and to trust him. When his second hand started rubbing the area between my ass and my pussy, I couldn't control myself anymore and let the tension in me break. I screamed his name as my body convulsed wildly. Not just my nether-regions: I felt the muscles in my arms and legs contract and release sporadically for about a minute before they started relaxing. Suddenly too tired to move, I collapsed against the bed, my vagina feeling sore but wonderful. Paul was right by my side in an instant and I held on to him for dear life as I relaxed, softly rubbing my body, and talking to me in a gentle voice.

About half an hour later, just as I began to fall asleep, I heard Paul say, "baby, Ahuva, I want to make you come again," before he rolled me over. I was too weak to move, let alone protest, trusting him as he started licking and kissing my ass cheeks. I felt a little embarrassed, but moaned in pleasure when he started teasing my outer lips with his tongue again. As he slipped his fingers inside, I grunted a bit, still feeling a little sore. When they started rubbing against something, however, that soreness was forgotten quickly. I started grinding against the bed, yelping in surprise as he scooped me up by my armpits and started sucking on my neck again as he continued probing me with his fingers. His other hand started caressing my breasts again and I started thrusting into his fingers, panting wildly.

I could barely talk, and I gasped out that I was going to come again when he began thrusting faster but gentler so as not to hurt me. My back arched as I felt a second orgasm rip through my body, not as strong as the first, but definitely just as good. I fell back as he disappeared from behind me, only to be surprised when I felt his mouth on me again. My eyes rolled back into my skull as he threw my legs over his shoulders and picked me up. We looked as though we were working together in a chicken fight, though I was facing the wrong way, and I definitely felt like this was a lot more fun. My back hit the cool wall as he licked and nibbled on me, supporting me on his shoulders and holding my hands in his own.

I struggled to control my breathing as I came again- the second one in a row. Unable to lean backwards, my muscles involuntarily hunched forward. As he began leaning back, my forehead smashed into the mattress again. His mouth never stopped moving, and once again his fingers joined in. Sweat poured off my body and I panted desperately as his free hand caressed my butt. His pointer finger circled my asshole, the fingertip slick from my juices. When he dipped his finger into my ass up to the first knuckle, I gasped as new feelings joined in the pleasurable ones I was already feeling. I was barely able to move, but I alternated between grinding down into his mouth and thrusting up into his finger. I gathered my breath in for another orgasm not more than three minutes later and screamed his name shamelessly into the sheets as I came so hard I almost passed out form the sheer pleasure of it.

"No... more- please, Paul, no, begging you- more" I gasped and whispered as he rolled me onto my back.

"All right honey," he said as he rubbed my shoulders to help relax me. Despite the massive ordeal my body had just gone through, I still felt it recovering- the benefit of having worked out five times a week ever since I was ten.

"So, how was that?" Paul asked me about ten minutes later, after I had calmed down.

"I can't describe it," I said, shaking my head and getting my sweat soaked hair out of my eyes.

"Well, it's still early," Paul said lightly. I looked at the clock and was surprised to see it was only nine thirty. "What do you want to do now?"

"I don't know," I said, quite untruthfully.

"You don't know? Well, what do you think?" Paul asked me with a grin. I smiled- its one of our private jokes.

"I think..." I said coyly before rolling on top of him and pining him down and kissing him passionately, "that's its my turn," I finished as I rubbed my hand against his groin. Strangely enough, I didn't feel his member, but I wasn't going to do anything to that for a while. First, I wanted to torture him just as badly as he had tortured me before...

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Well, there's the first section. If it was any good, please review and I'll update the next parts. Hope it was decent, and please let me know what you thought of it. I can take criticism, so don't go easy on me just because it was my first work.



Our First Time



Well baby tonight is the night I can't wait for you to come over. Our very first time together. It's going to be so hot. I have thought about you all day. I thought about having a few drinks with you to relax the mood kick off our shoes and watch a movie. I doubt we will get through the movie I already told you I was wearing a skirt with no panties on....

I can imagine you rubbing my thigh higher and higher until you get to my wet throbbing pussy. You lay me back and put your face right where you know I want it so badly. God I know this is going to feel so good. The way you lick and suck my clit I know I am going to cum so quickly. It will feel so good.

I have the sudden urge to put my fingers on my pussy where your mouth should be. I can just imagine you doing things to me with your tongue ring....damn baby...I never thought a tongue ring could help in getting me off the way you are doing it....

I want to fuck you now so badly. I just don't want to tell you...I shouldn't even have let you put your mouth on my pussy....But I did...damn it felt so good. So I got off the sofa and kissed you so gently on your mouth leaned over the arm of the sofa hiked up my skirt looked back and whispered for you to fuck me. You got off the sofa and took your cloths off all the while never loosing eye contact with me. My eyes opened wide while I stared at you 8 inch cock hard and ready for me.

You stood behind me...my bare ass just inches from your huge throbbing cock and with a growing smirk on your face whispered if I was ready for this...if I was going to be able to handle you. I begged you to just fuck me. Just to do it. Damn baby did you do it! When you put your cock inside me for the first time so hard and so fast I thought I would die it felt so good. I was so wet, so hot, so ready. When you grabbed two handfuls of my hair and jerked my head so far back I didn't know whether to cry from pain or pleasure. I have never felt anything so hot before. Damn you fucked you were fucking me so hard. I tried not to cum I begged you not to let me cum, begged you to stop but you wouldn't. I had one of the most intense orgasms my body ever had. You slipped out of me and I fell to the sofa looking at you not sure what was going to happen next. " I'm not done." you whispered. 

"I can't." I replied to you as you stood over me your cock glistening with my cum. You told me to lick my cum off of you. Of course I listened and put your cock in my mouth. That was a huge turn on for me tasting myself on your 8 inch hard cock. I began running my fingers over my own pussy as you pumped your cock into my throat making me swallow every inch of you. Just when I was feeling so good and the most amazing feeling was in the pit of my stomach, you pulled my hands from my pussy. "Not yet." you said as you held my hands in yours and pulled your wet cock from my mouth. You pulled me to my feet and pulled me to my room and told me to get in bed. You went between my legs and leaned over and licked my breasts and then kissed my neck. You told me to spread my legs and relax. Your cock was so hard and big while I guided you into my warm very wet pussy. You whispered you didn't think I was ready for this but I assured you I was so ready and wanted you so badly, that I wanted this so badly. You smiled and kissed my lips so sweetly and told me you knew I wasn't ready that you were going to give me the time of my life and the please I soon wouldn't forget.

Damn baby the way you looked at me while your cock was moving so slowly inside me almost made me cum. Damn you are so hot. I want to kiss you for hours .Your mouth is so beautiful...I have never been kissed the way you have kissed me. 

For hours and hours you fucked me never once thinking of yourself. In the end I begged you to cum. "please baby I want to feel you cum..." and you did and damn I felt every drop hit the inside of my pussy. You were so sexy you looked into my eyes while you shot your load so deeply inside me. You looked at me and smiled and told me you knew I wasn't ready. No baby I wasn't ready for the way you fucked me. I will try so hard not to get addicted to you. You're so young but I don't care. 

I whispered in your ear that I wanted to kiss the girl who taught you to fuck like that. You laughed and smiled and kissed my mouth so sweetly and whispered "maybe we could do that..."



Our First Time



Here I am again. Another Saturday night of me sitting in the gay bar trying to find my diamond in the rough. I guess I may be going about this wrong way, but something tells me I am going about it right. I have spent too many years dreaming about this, and my resolve to find him tonight will make it happen.

"Hey Girl!" A familiar voice from behind me rings out. I spin around and am swept into the arms of my guy pal Andrew. "Girly you do know this is not a normal bar don't you?" 

"Well of course I do." I lay gentle kisses on his cheeks. Andrew has perfect skin and always smells like lilacs. I can't help but think about how perfect he would be if only he wasn't playing for the same team as me. "I came here on a mission Sweetie."

"Oh that sounds juicy. I have to know what my cock crazy girlfriend could possibly be looking for in a male gay bar. So come on sweetheart, tell lil old me all about it." He prodded playfully.

"Ok. I am looking for a guy who likes women but feels he has to turn to men to have some of his fantasies fulfilled. I am tired of being the submissive one in all my relationships. I want to be the "man" for once. Do you get what I am saying?" I asked Andrew.

"Well of course I get what you are saying. I still don't see why you would look for a straight guy here though." He puzzled at me.

"I think my thought behind it was that maybe I would find a guy that was too shy to ask a woman to explore his body with him, but figured he might end up finding a guy to hit on him and then he wouldn't have to do anything but say yes. Does that make sense?" I was asking when my eyes met those of a tall, remarkable looking man. He looked away as soon as I caught him staring. I could see the color rising to his cheeks and him shifting nervously. He had most definitely been eaves dropping on our conversation and it appeared to catch his attention. My pussy was flushing warm with the possibility of tonight being my lucky night.

"Of course it makes sense girly. I see you noticed tall, dark, and never been here before. He has been looking at you for awhile now. Maybe you are going to get your wanton desire fulfilled after all." Andrew teased. "Go get him Tiger."

I kissed Andrew on the cheek once more time and floated casually over to the strangers table. He glanced up at me and immediately looked away. I knew I was right. He had heard everything I had said and it had indeed peaked his interest. If I wanted this then I was going to have to be the one to make all the moves. I had a few drinks in me and was feeling a sudden burst of confidence. Not to mention the fact that this guy was looking tall and tasty.

"So what of the conversation you eaves dropped on did you find interesting?" I demanded abruptly.

He looked up suddenly. There was a mingle of fear, trepidation and desire in his smoky blue eyes. His hair was kind of shaggy and fell slightly into his face. Still a beautiful man for me to play with, and I was really hoping I had called this right.

"I am sorry I was listening in. I really didn't mean to and hope you aren't to mad about it. And actually, your entire conversation interested me. I mean...I guess...I think I am what you are looking for. I am not gay and have been here for an hour. I got hit on twice already and both times I just couldn't go along with it. I mean...I love tits and pussy. Sorry that was crude, but I don't know how else to put it. I just have this curiosity that I think needs explored, but not by a guy." He muttered all this quickly and nervously.

"I think you are truly what I was looking for tonight. Let's go to my place. I have everything we need there." I commanded as I grabbed him by the wrist and practically yanked him to his feet. 

He quickly got up and allowed me to lead him out the front door and straight to my car. I had remotely unlocked my doors as we walked and he quickly got to my door and opened it for me. I could feel my pussy flushing with cream. Getting wetter and wetter by the second. He would make the perfect slave and I think he will enjoy it as much as I will.

"I don't live that far away so I want you to answer some simple questions real quick. OK?" I asked him gently this time.

"That's fine. Is it ok for me to ask some of my own as well?" He asked quietly. He was calmer but still a little on edge.

"It's ok to ask. I will answer whatever. First things first, my name is Dawn. What's yours?" I asked him still gently.

"My name is William, but you can call me Will." He answered more lightly now. I didn't want to get him too nervous but I also wanted to keep that edge to him. His answer had come out to conversational and bouncy. I deccided to throw the question and answer session out the window and stay strictly buisness,

"I was only curious. I will call you whatever I choose to call you. Understand?" I barked rather gruffly at him. It seemed to do the trick though. He immediately flinched at my tone and averted his eyes from mine.

"Sorry Dawn." He began.

"No!" I almost shouted. "You won't call me by my name. That's not a privilege you have become deserving of yet. You can call me Mistress and nothing else. Understand, slave?" I questioned.

"Yes, Mistress." He replied with no hesitation. I could see his arousal. He looked to be rather well endowed and thick. My pussy twitched with excitement. I was going to use him to pleasure myself in so many naughty ways. 

We arrived at my simple ranch style house a moment later. Will quickly got out of his seat and was opening my door before my seatbelt was undone. He was either a perfect gentlemen or was very in to serving me. I led him by his arm into my house.I wished I had thought ahead and brought along a collar and leash.

I didn't turn on any lights as I led him into the house and straight to my bedroom. Once inside the room I lit a red candle that was sitting on my mahogany dresser. Will had remained perfectly still while I did this. Such an obedient slave.

"Ok. I want you to go over to the bed and strip naked. Then you will climb onto the bed and get on your hands and knees. Understand?" I commanded.

"Yes Mistress." Was all he said as he started in on his tasks.

I walked over to the closet and got out a large red box with a lock on it. I took my necklace off and removed the key from it and opened the old lock. I started rummaging through it and found the four leather tie down straps. I walked over to the bed and began tying my little slave up. I could feel him begin to gently shake under my fingers. His cock was also growing and thickening out. Once I had him completely tied to my bed, I returned to my box and retrieved a blindfold. I quickly placed it over his eyes.

"I hope you are ready for this. Know now it is going to hurt. I will be gentle at first, but don't think that will last forever. If you absolutely can't take it you can attempt to beg for me to be gentle and we will see how that goes. Understand?" I demanded.

"Yes Mistress." He replied.

I was in no mood to give him fore play. I had been waiting for this for too long. I quickly disrobed and pulled my harness and five inch dldo on and in place. I grabbed the bottle of lube and went quickly to the bed. I climbed up behind him and slapped his ass with my bare hand. He bucked back against me and nudged the dildo slightly against his waiting brown hole. I couldn't wait any longer. I opened the lube and poured a large amount into my hand and lubed up the dildo. Pouring more lube onto my fingers I shoved two of them deep into his asshole. He bucked against me and let out a half stifled cry. It made me giggle slightly as I explored his virgin ass with my index and middle finger. His body was flushing pink with embarrassment, but his cock was getting harder and harder.

"You like having my fingers in your ass?" I asked sharply.

"Oh yes Mistress." He moaned.

I removed my fingers and rubbed the dildo gently against his slightly wider hole. I poured more lube on the tip as I slowly slid the fake cock into his ass. I could feel him shaking all over. He was whimpering and I could see the tears sliding out from under the blindfold. He hadn't asked me to stop so I continued to slide it in deeper and deeper. Finally getting all five inches deep in him. I began to pull gently out of him. Half way out I thrust quickly back into him. His moan was deep and guttural and just made me want to fuck him more. Again I pulled out half way and thrust into him. Thrusting in and out of him felt amazing. Grabbing him around the waist and slamming a hard cock into his now gaping ass hole. I was extremely turned on and began to fuck him harder and harder. Making my thrust shove the dildo deeper into him each time. He was quivering with each of my thrusts. I reached my hand around him and took his rock hard cock into my hand and began stroking it in rhythm with my strokes. His cock was throbbing and feeling ready to explode. I kept stroking his delicious cock as I thrust more gently now into his inviting asshole. I couldn't help myself, I wanted to feel his cock buried in my now soaking wet pussy. I released his cock and slid the dildo out of his ass.

"We need to change positions. I want to feel your cock inside me. I will give you the choice slave. Would you like my pussy or my ass?" I asked him.

"I want Mistress's pussy. I want to feel how wet fucking me made you." He huskily replied.

I quickly untied him and had him lay on his back. I was so hot and excited I left him unbound. I also wanted to feel his hands explore my body while I fucked him. I took off his blindfold and returned it quickly to the box. While there, I retrieved a decent sized butt plug and returned to the bed.

"Get back on your knees real quick. I want your ass full while I am fucking you." I ordered.

"Yes Mistress." He replied while he returned to all fours. I quickly lubed up the plug and gently but quickly inserted it into his ass. I saw his eyes light up with pain and lust.

"Ok now lay on your back so I can climb on top of that wonderful, thick cock of yours." I again demanded of him.

He quickly flipped over and lay back on the bed. I was on him almost instantly, quickly mounting him. Taking his full eight inches deep into my tight, dripping hole. His hands went instantly to my big DD tits, rubbing and pulling hard on them. I began grinding my pussy quickly on his cock. My whole pussy filled with its thick, throbbing mass. His hands pulling harder and harder on my tits. I started fucking him faster and rougher. The friction causing my clit to throb and quiver. I was going to come on him in a minute and it was going to be amazing. I could tell from his face and the way he was pulling my body tightly against him that he was ready to blow. 

"Come in me now my little fuck slave!" I moaned as I came all over his cock, he exploded his cream deep inside me. I reached down while he was still coming and yanked out the plug, causing his orgasm to be even more intense. My pussy was still throbbing and quivering on his still hard cock. He released the last of his hot cream inside me and collapsed into the bed. I slid off him and curled into his arm and around his body.

"That was wonderful, Mistress." He purred into my hair.

"You can call me Dawn now." I replied as I drifted quickly into sleep. 



Our First Time



The day was perfect; you married the man of your dreams under the heat of the morning sun on the Caribbean island of St Lucia, just you and him, the way you always dreamed. You made your vows to him as the waves lapped at the sand behind you. It was a day you never thought would happen, who would have known that Orlando Bloom would have fallen in love with you. This was your perfect day; you didn't think anything could get any better as the Minister rejoiced,

"You are now man and wife; you may kiss your bride!"

Orlando steps up to you and gently places an arm around your waist, pulling you so close that you can literally count the small whiskers on his perfect face, then, he kisses you.

"Orlando," you breathe heavily, "I can't believe we're finally married. I've waited so long for today and now it's finally over,"

"It's not over, not by a long shot," he replies as he scoops you up and carries you to the secluded beach hut and over the threshold, "Baby, this is just the beginning," he laughed.

That infectiously shy laugh still sends shivers up your spine, even after the few months you both have been together. He stands you back down on the floor and draws you near to him and starts to hum the tune of your song, he takes hold of your hand with his and places his other across the back of your shoulder and then starts to slow dance with you. You move to the rhythm of his heartbeat, the soft tones of his voice and you feel that you never want this to end,

"I love you Mrs Bloom," he says softly into your ear as he slowly pinches the lobe with his teeth, sending shivers down through to the core of you,

"I love you more," you reply, almost breathlessly as he twirls you around, your wedding dress floating almost as if it doesn't exist.

"Did I tell you how beautiful look today?" he quietly says to you, locking his eyes with yours,

"Only once or twice," you reply, looking into his eyes. He stops moving you around and slides his arms around your waist, his eyes never looking away. Right now all you can feel are butterflies in your stomach,

"So," he whispered, making your skin tingly and goosepimply,

"So," you reply just as quietly,

"I guess this is it, the first time for both of us," he shyly says as he keeps eye contact with you,

"I'm so glad we waited Orlando," you manage to say, "I always wanted my first time to be special and I know it will be,"

As soon as you uttered these words to him he takes you by the hand and pulls you out onto the terrace, his hands ride up your back until he finds the little zipper of your dress; he slowly draws it downwards, exposing your back. His fingers linger a little while whilst he caresses your naked skin causing you to tilt your head back and expose your neck to him. You moan at the touch of his fingers on your back and the sensation of his warm hungry lips on your neck. You let your dress fall to the floor and step out of it, showing him you exquisite lingerie, your Basque, thong and silky stockings, held up by intricate lace suspenders.

"Wow," he sighs as he steps back to admire you, looking at you for the first time. "How did I get so lucky?" he asks as he steps back up to you and threads his fingers underneath the straps of your Basque and slowly pulls them down over you shoulders, placing light kisses where the straps had been, he lets them fall down your arms, revealing the tops of your breasts to him and he moves his hands up to undo the minute clasps which run down it's front, desperate to free them for the first time. You let it fall from you and it slips to the ground below, you are just left wearing your panties and stockings now, the warm breeze swirling around the both of you enhances the erotic feelings you are now having. Orlando raises his hands once more to gently caress your breasts but you push his hands away,

"Not yet Mr Bloom, not until you show me some of yourself," you smile sweetly as you undo his tie and then let your fingers slide up the outside of his shirt and rest on the buttons, you slowly start to unfasten them and proceed to run your fingers down his smooth chest and onto his rippling abdomen, gently tracing the outline of his sun tattoo. You take a deep breath as you suddenly feel breathless, trying to calm yourself, you pull away the loose tie and drop it beside you before gently removing his shirt and tossing it away. You look back up at him as smile as you let your hands wander further down and release the belt around his waist and toy with the button just underneath a small tuft of hair running down from the base of his belly button. You bite your lip in nervousness as you are close to the point of no return. You inhale deeply again as you undo the button and slowly pull on the zip, letting his trousers fall to the ground. You gasp as his boxers are revealed to you and you can see his obvious excitement. Your eyes trail from his boxers up onto his chest and then up to face, you can see the sheer joy in his eyes.

"Make love with me Orli," you ask coyly, your face flushing as you look at him.

"I thought you would never ask," he says gently cupping your face in his hands and kissing you deeply whist guiding you down onto the cool tiled terrace below. You both kneel together then bring your legs out in front of you whilst he places a hand behind your head and lowers you gently down, still kissing your now cherry red lips.

He sensuously unclips the suspenders and rolls them down your left leg, using his teeth to pull it off your leg at the bottom before kissing the tip of each toe and then he makes the assault on you right leg, repeating the actions. All you have remaining now are your panties and by the passionate look in his eyes they won't be there for much longer. He hooks his thumbs over the top of them slowly inching them down until a small neat trimmed patch of hair begins to show. He smiles and wordlessly he moves down and kisses you, biting down on the soft silky fabric and starts to remove them, uncovering the one part of yourself you have saved especially for him.

The delight on his face as he uncovers your sex is like nothing you have ever seen before and he ever so gently runs his tongue along the outside of your sex, savouring your scent. Then he gently presses his wanton tongue into your folds for the first time in your life making you cum so quickly and so hard that he moans into you and laps your juices quickly as if he was parched in the desert and hadn't had a drink for days.

"Orlando, that was just," you sigh, "incredible."

"If that is all it takes to make you cum then what fun am I going to have?" he asks you.

"Trust me Orlando, the pleasure won't be all mine," you say as you sit up and place your hands on his chest, sweeping them downwards until you hit the edge of his shorts. You graze the band carefully and pull it away from his skin revealing a mass of curly hairs. You slowly peel them down, wanting to savour the moment, desperate to feel his rising sex in your hands. Wanting him to take your maidenhead and claim you truly as his own. You run your hands down his perfect manhood and he groans at your touch, you lean down to taste him for the first time, his breaths becoming increasing laboured, his pulse rising as he languishes in your attentions. You run your tongue over the tip of his penis, lapping the pre cum surrounding it, the taste is like nectar to your taste buds, salty yet so sweet at the same time. You can sense he isn't going to last much longer if you continue your adventure of swirling your tongue all around his hot throbbing penis and graze your teeth across the tip one last time. You withdraw, unwillingly, as you don't want him cumming too soon, you want to make it last.

He waits in anticipation of your next move, you look at him and raise your head to his and kiss him deeply once more.

"What am I going to do with you Mrs Bloom?" he asks in all sincerity.

"I'm all yours to do with what you please Orlando," you reply nervously as you see him reaching for his tie and your stockings, it's now your turn to have a rapid pulse and your breathing becomes erratic.

"Don't worry sweetheart," he tells you whilst looking into your eyes, "You trust me don't you?"

You nod in reply, wondering what he is planning to do to you. You spy a lone palm tree in the corner of the terrace, just within reach. He gently pulls your arms up above your head and loosely ties his tie around the trunk of it before knotting it and looping it around your hands; you are now at his mercy.

"Is it too tight?" he asks, concerned as you try to wriggle free causing the tie to take a tighter hold of you., you stop and nod your head, "Stop struggling and I promise you will enjoy it," he reassures you. You do as asked and find that the tie becomes a little looser again. Now he starts his assault on you and you feel powerless. He has you right where he wants you, where he needs you and you have to do as he wants.

You feel his hands caress the back of your head as ties the stockings in a gag around your mouth, "Trust me," he whispers into your ear, "This is something you will never forget. It's my turn to pleasure you, you've given your body to me and told me to do with it what I like and this Mrs Bloom is what I want to do," he flashes that irresistible smile at you and you feel yourself relaxing, not realising how tense you had become.

He straddles your body and nips your lower lip with his teeth before slowly moving down your body, his rock hard cock rubbing against your stomach, sending a flurry of shivers throughout your body; you have never felt anything like it before. "Are you cold?" he asks concerned.

You try to reply no to him but realise that you can't utter a word so you shake your head. He takes your nipple into his mouth and starts to lick it, swirling his tongue around the little hardening peak and you feel a twitch in your vagina and feel some lubrication seep out in trepid anticipation of what is to come. He makes his assault on the other nipple and blows gently onto it upon his release of it, causing a throaty moan to escape from you, the sensation driving you wild. You try to speak once more and lift up your head; he looks and smiles at you,

"No you don't," he teases, "This is about me pleasuring you," he gently pushes your head back down and moves his assault downwards, placing light kisses upon your skin, causing you to shiver once more. He stops just at your belly button, he brushes his fingers gently against it, slowly rubbing around it in a circular motion before he kisses it and then carries on kissing down your stomach until he gets to the holy sanctum of your soul, your heat radiating making you feel like you are on fire.

His tongue runs it's way gently, teasingly along your outer lips before once more sinking inside you, trailing from your hard little clit down to the deepest cave before letting it explore, fucking you with his tongue, his fingers join his tongue, they swiftly find your swollen clit and he gently starts to rub it, withdrawing his tongue. His thumb is now rubbing your engorged peak and his fingers push inside you, feeling for your g-spot. He comes across your hymen just as you push your hips down onto him, encouraging him to further, he pulls out much to your frustration.

Your body is aching for his touch, you want him inside you but you still can't convey this to him. He slowly, teasingly moves back up your body and unties your gag.

"Orlando," you start to say as he leans in to kiss you once again,

"Are you ready for us to make love now?" he asks you grinning from ear to ear,

"More than ready," you barely manage to whisper back to him as you feel his penis push gently against your opening. He keeps pushing inwards until the tip is finally inside you. He pushes a little more until his head touches the natural barrier within you. You cry out in pain, lust and wanting as he pushes harder and breaks down the barrier. The pain only lasts for a few seconds where he holds still,

"Do you want me to keep going?" he asks out of concern,

"Yes, don't stop," you cry out as he starts to fill you, withdrawing gently before pushing back in, building up a rhythm, rubbing up against your straining clitoris. He reaches up to free your tied hands and you crash them down onto his back, running your finger nails into his flesh. He calls out your name as your nails break the skin and you draw blood, unintentionally. The heat sears through the rips sending him almost to the point of orgasm. He pulls out of you, quickly, not ready to cum yet.

"Turn over!" he demands, wanting you to get down on all fours so he can pound you from behind, you obey quickly as the heat you had stored inside you quickly begins to subside and all you want is the heat restoring. He is now kneeling between your legs, pushing his knees against you to open you further. He takes hold of his rock hard cock and pushes himself into you, gently at first, pushing against your cervix, you rock yourself back onto him to and soon find a steady rhythm. He now reaches his left hand forward and balances on his right as his hand comes forward and cups around you, swiftly finding your clit he starts to rub it for you, building up the pressure so you scream his name in pure pleasure. You don't know how much longer you can hold onto your quickly impending orgasm as he is still thrusting into you and rubbing you to ecstasy. He starts to place gentle kisses at the small of your back to intensify the moment as he is also struggling to last much longer.

"Orlando,"

"Don't hold back, I'm ready," he said as you reach behind you and cup his balls, you feel them tighten as he releases your clit and thrusts deeply into you for the final time, sending you both over the edge. You feel like you are free falling and don't want the feeling to end. You are contracting around his softening penis, consuming the fruits of his love, of anyone's love for the first time.

He barely has the strength to hold himself up any longer as he sinks back from you and you collapse yourself against him, exhausted.

"I love you Mrs Bloom," he says to you, his breathing uneven and his voice raspy,

"I love you too," you manage to say as you close your eyes and languish yourself in his love.



Our First Time



I knew, somehow, the first moment I saw him, that it would come to this. That we would be here, in this room, naked as sin, with my cunt completely full of him, my hair brushing his chest, my eyes locked on his. I knew it, but I didn't believe it would ever really happen until we got here.

I get ahead of myself. Some backstory might be in order. 

I thought I would be lonely forever. I thought that everyone who had been married for a certain length of time either got a divorce and found someone else, or let their sexuality founder in the waves of normalcy and tedium. One night, I found myself looking for a human connection, however brief, to fill that void caused by years of kids and mortgage payments and the slow decline to invisibility that had me feeling empty and useless. I placed an ad looking for a man to talk to, online. I had one requirement only; that he had some small facility with spelling. My feelings were mixed; I knew I was playing a dangerous game, but it seemed harmless enough. 

Responses to my advertisement rolled in at a furious pace. It seemed that many men from my town would be pleased to chat and flirt. Some sweetened the deal with pictures of tumescent penises. Some offered a scenario they'd like to discuss, some gave me almost nothing to work with. I deleted the responses almost as quickly as they came in, but one, short and sweet, spoke to me. He offered his contact information and little else, but somehow, he won. 

We conversed at length, that night. We were fellow passengers on the cruise ship to Torpid Marriageville. He made me laugh. He mentioned that he was from another city, but would be visiting soon, and made a half-hearted attempt to gain my company in person, which I brushed off. We discussed our empty sex lives, the furtive attempts we'd made to find succor with another that never quite crossed into full blown cheating, and when I signed off, my privacy dissolving, I made sure he knew how to find me. 

His words stayed in my head. I dreamt of a faceless man, pleasing me. I wondered if that night was the extent of our connection, if he felt the same zing at our electronic communication, but my fears were unfounded. He e-mailed, I e-mailed back, and we started our conversation in e-mail and text and IM that seemed as genuine, as real as a discussion with an old friend on a weathered park bench. I told him that his invitation was still on my mind. He opened the door more, offering logistical solutions to my concerns, and we somehow had a plan to meet. 

Time, contradictorily, sped by and crawled as I waited to meet him. Our conversation never ended, our real lives stayed in the forefront, yet he perched on the top of my head, subtly imbuing every thought with excitement and anticipation. As the appointed hour neared, I scrubbed and shaved and prepared myself for disappointment. I couldn't imagine that this connection would continue into the real world. 

Our first glance was electric. He'd promised me that he'd embrace me, and kiss me, as soon as he could get his hands on me. I didn't want that first kiss to end, despite our public surroundings. I was ready to be naked in his arms, ready for anything he might ask, and completely willing to skip any preliminary coffee-shop conversation. I knew that this was special and unique and important. The fog of lust permeated our desultory conversation, and as quickly as possible, we went to his hotel, to his room. 

I was naked within moments. It took him a little longer, but soon, his tongue was on my clitoris, his finger in my pussy, and I was screaming through my first orgasm. And second. And I helped him cum with my mouth and hands, but knew he wasn't yet comfortable sliding that beautiful cock into me, so we made do with our mouths and hands and filthy words. The time flew by, hours in a minute, and while I knew it would have to end, and while it was wrenching to leave him with a smile and a kiss and drive home alone, I did it. And was profoundly grateful for the moments we had together.

So there's the backstory. Just a little more catching up to his cock filling my vagina. 

Our conversation continued through days of mundane activity. I hid my secret, and simmered on a tide of lust. I counted the moments until I could see him again, but at last, the news of his next trip to my city flickered across my screen, and I knew it would be soon, that my craving, my desperate desire would be fulfilled.

School had started, and my children were occupied, my husband at work, when his flight landed. I live in the exact opposite direction to where he works from the airport, but I knew he wouldn't wait to fill me. I'd prepared for him, again, this time sure that I could please him, sure that he would enjoy me, and waited for his knock at the door. It came, and I opened the door to him in nothing but a silken robe. His pupils widened at the sight of me, and while I managed to get him inside before the neighbors and cars driving by could see me stripped naked, it was close.

I settled him on my red, virgin couch. Maybe in an earlier life, it would have been broken in, but not in my current malaise. My robe lay crumpled near the door. I cuddled close to him, feeling his lips with mine again, the darting tongue, the sparks cascading from my mouth to my breasts to my genitals. I stripped him of his clothing, desperate to feel skin on skin, without ever removing his mouth from mine. His scent was intoxicating, his cock rampant, his hands everywhere. 

I usually demean men who want to fuck without foreplay, but the preceding weeks had been foreplay. I'd been wet and empty and craving him since the moment I strapped my seatbelt on after our last liaison. We could enjoy the preliminaries after the main event. 

I settled my legs on each side of him, I rubbed his cock in my wet slit, I felt him strain to enter me, and I stopped. I teased him, suckling his nipple, letting him feel my wetness, but not letting him enter. His groan set me back on task, and I lifted my hips and savored the feel of his thickness at my entrance. I moaned softly, relaxed my pussy, and slowly, slowly, slowly slid down his length. 

And here I am, with him in me for that first time. My cunt flexes. He moans, I ride him, slowly, savoring every millimeter that enters me. I feel his breath catch as sensations overwhelm him. I ride slowly, relentlessly, watching his eyes, urging me to speed. Eventually, I relent. I squeeze him on each downstroke, relax as he exits, in and out, up and down, full and empty. Faster, faster, I ignore my own peak and consider his needs above all else. I feel him swell as he prepares to cum, and stop. Completely. He stretches me, he strains to push in and out to meet his peak, and I hold his eyes with my own. I start the ride again, slowly, savoring, let myself cum once, twice. 

I ride faster for him, his wordless urging pressuring my control. I feel the telltale swelling once more, consider my options, and stop once more. He moans, holds my hips in his hands to start my rhythm again, and feels me squeezing, my rapid pulse against his cockhead, his need overwhelming. The slow relentless fuck begins again. I cum again, completely unfair by any count. I lead him to almost cum again, and again, and again, until his eyes are crazy, his words incomprehensible, his aching need to cum in me his only priority. 

I smile, whisper encouragement, and ride quickly once more. He hollers, swells, and empties his huge load in me. I feel it sliding out of me, and dismount. I clean him up prettily with my tongue, watching his face. I kiss his lips, help him dress, and kiss him once more as I send him to his car to work. We'll meet again. Soon. Very, very soon.



Our First Time



It was 2pm on Sunday afternoon as I pulled from my driveway and called your cell phone. You answered with a smile in your voice, I asked, "Are you about ready?"

"Yes, I should be ready in about 10 minutes."

"Did you pack your favorite vibrator, the pretty panties and matching bra?" I asked. 

"Yes, it's taken care of." I knew that you had to be careful of what you said as I heard your husband in the background asking if you would call tonight. 

As I pulled into your driveway I saw you coming out of the house. You looked so hot in the tight jeans and blue sweater that hugged all of your curves just perfectly. I got out to help you load your luggage and opened the door for you as you slipped into the passenger's seat. As we pulled from the house I saw you wave at a figure standing in the door. 

You took my hand and asked me, "Are we really on our way?" 

We had both told our spouses that we had to go away for work but would be returning Wednesday evening. We had scheduled the next 3 days off as vacation from work and were on our way to the airport to catch our flight to Colorado. 

The flight was quick and the rental car was ready when we got to the airport. It was about an hour drive to the condo I had rented in Estes Park. I stopped at a store not far away from the condo and bought some wine and a few snacks. The condo was completely furnished with a king sized bed, a fireplace and a hot tub that would be shared with the adjoining condo next door. As we pulled up, it looked almost like a picture, lights were on in the windows and fresh snow covered everything in sight. I handed you the key and asked you to open the door as I retrieved our luggage. 

I walked in and you were looking out the large window facing the back deck where we cold see nothing but snow covered mountains. I put the luggage down and came up behind you and softly kissed the nape of your neck, I whisper to you, "The perfume you are wearing smells so soft and nice." 

You simply sigh and turn around and smile. We have waited for this time for a long time. We have flirted, kissed and even felt each other up, but this is our first chance to truly explore each other. We both feel the excitement in the air. You tell me, " I want to take a bath. Why don't you take the luggage up to the bedroom and open the wine."

I get back downstairs and start a fire in the fireplace. I open the wine and pour us both a glass as I stare out the window. I see you coming up behind me in the reflection of the window. Oh my God you are stunning, standing there in a short pink rode that is about mid thigh in length. Your beautiful blonde hair hanging softly. I turn to you and hand you a glass of wine. 

You take a small drink and put it down and wrap your arms around my neck, I feel your soft sweet lips touch mine and then feel your tongue in my mouth. My only thoughts at that very moment is, I have to find out what is under that soft pink robe. I reach for the tie of the rode and pull it apart. The robe falls open and I can see the curves of your breasts. I take you by the hand, turn off all the lights and lead you to in front of the fireplace. I lift your left hand up and take your wedding ring off and place it on the mantel on top of the fireplace. I tell you, "For the next 3 ½ days you are mine and nobody else's." 

I pull the robe from your shoulders and it slides down your beautiful body to a heap in on the floor. You pull my shirt over my head and run your long freshly painted nails down my chest, slowly tweaking my nipples before undoing my belt and unfastening my jeans. I watch as you reach inside my briefs and find my cock already hard from just looking at your beautiful naked body. I pull your head back and kiss you hard. I press my tongue into your mouth and run my hands down your body cupping your breasts and pull on your nipples. I hear a slight moan which tells me that you are enjoying this as much as I am. 

I break the kiss, put my hands on your shoulders and push you towards the floor. You know what I want. You get on your knees and help me out of my remaining clothes. Looking up at me with your eyes shining like diamonds, as I see you lick the underside of my cock and place little kisses all around the head. I feel you take my balls into your hand and watch as you suck them never breaking eye contact. I tilt your head back and take aim at your sweet mouth and you take about half of my cock easily down. Your head starts to bob up and down as your right hand continues massaging my balls. I don't want to cum yet so pull away and get on my knees and push you to the floor. 

I place soft kisses down your body until I get to what I have so often fantasized about. I find your freshly shaved pussy, dripping wet. Placing your legs over my shoulders, I kiss the inside of your thighs. I can feel your heat, smell your sweet fragrance and see your wetness dripping onto your smooth perfect ass. I feel your hands on the back of my head. I hear you almost in a whisper say, "Please, oh please do it! Suck my pussy John, please." 

I gently spread your lips apart and get the first taste of you. Your pussy tastes like cotton candy. I pull the hood back and find your clit, twitching and hard, anticipating what is to happen next. I lower my head and lick and gently suck your clit. I feel your back arch and hear you voice squeal. I take a finger and start to finger fuck you while I continue to make love to your clit. A second finger goes deep inside you. You are so hot and wet, you taste so good. 

I take my wet fingers from your pussy and start to play with your ass. I feel you jump as I press into your ass. I ask, "Are you okay?" 

You sigh and say, "Yes, it feels so good." 

I let my fingers glide in and out of your ass. Hearing you moan, knowing that the combination of sucking your clit and fingering your ass has you close to your first orgasm. I move my hand faster and suck on your clit harder. I feel your body tense and I hear a loud moan as I am rewarded with a large amount of your cum. I can feel and hear your breathing, it is erratic as you try to catch your breath. I move up and kiss your hard nipple and place my lips over yours as I let you taste your own sweet juices that are now all over my face. You lick my face getting every drop, you whisper, " I love the way my pussy tastes. Now it's your turn." 

I feel you slide on top of me. On your way down my body, I feel your teeth on my nipples and your tongue slide past my belly button. I sigh as you take my already hard cock into your hand. I feel your sweet lips on the inside of my thigh teasing me as you start to jerk my cock up and down. Your tongue touches the underside of my cock and I fear I will cum right then. I look down at you and I see your beautiful eyes sparkle in the fire as I watch you take me deep into your throat. I feel your right hand playing with my balls and know that I won't last too long. Your head starts to bob up and down and I feel your hair playing with my thighs on each down stroke. I tell you, "If you keep this up I won't last too long." 

You simply say, "Good." 

As you continue what you were doing. I feel you take your mouth from me and start to lick and suck my balls. You ask me, "Where do you want to spray your load?"

"All over your face and tits." You laugh. I then push you onto your back and straddle your chest. I place my wet cock between your tits as you press them together. I tell you, "Titty fucking you you allows me to see your pretty face."

You smile and take the head of my cock into your mouth each time I thrust towards your face. I feel that feeling deep inside, knowing that I'm almost there. I tell you, "I'm going to cum." I feel your hands on my ass pulling me harder. I'm at the point of no return and moan, "Open your mouth."

You do as the first stream of cum hits you on the cheek. The second one goes directly into your open mouth. And the third gets all in between your tits. I struggle to catch my breath as the last few drops drip onto your nipple. I watch you take your index finger and wipe the cum from your cheek and into your mouth. I roll off of you, almost catching my breath thinking that this is going to be a great few days. You climb on top of me, smile and ask, "Did you enjoy that?"

Without waiting for my answer you lower your face and kiss me. I taste my own cum on your lips and tongue. I've never tasted myself like this, but it seems to turn you on. I realize after all it is my cum and push the thought from my head.  



Our First Time



My wife fucks other men. If that sort of thing bothers you then this account is probably not your cup of tea. This story is an accurate portrayal of how I first became involved in sharing her. A few dates or locations may not be exactly as they occurred but that is due entirely to faulty memory on our part. The central details have not been altered in any way.

It all started when I became involved with a woman at work. She was, and is, a very attractive and sexy woman, and I was not able to let it remain just a mild flirtation. In a very short time we were having sex three or four times a week.

As should have been expected, word soon filtered back to my wife. Being both beautiful and intelligent, she quietly and privately confronted my lover, who caved in immediately and told her everything. By the time she challenged me, she knew at least as much as I did. 

It was touch and go for a while, with me doing every thing I could think of to save my marriage. I finally suggested that she go out and to the same thing, just to even things up. She didn't say anything, but most of the tension drained away and we appeared to be on the way to working things out. 

Several months later she dropped the bomb. During pillow-talk one night she suddenly asked me a question that left me speechless.

"Honey, do you remember when you said that it would be ok for me to have a date with someone? Were you serious about that?"

I lost my breath but gained an instant hard-on. With hardly a stammer I assured her that I had been very serious. I felt it was "only fair" for her and would also help to take away some of my guilt. I didn't actually have much guilt; it was mostly fear! Fear of losing my family was a lot stronger than any guilt I had. 

I must have been convincing, because she kissed me and slyly slipped her hand down to softly fondle my hard dick. She grinned at me and smilingly said, "Oh! I see you ARE serious!" I didn't want to lie about it but even if I had, my traitor dick had stripped me of all ability to deny that I was turned on by the thought.

"Do you want to, and do you have a man in mind?" I asked, as I groped her left tit.

She kept working on my dick and replied, "Well, there's this guy who's been flirting with me and I've been wondering if you were serious".

In between kisses I pointed out that my hard dick showed that I was serious and asked who he was.

She was becoming as hot as I was, and asked, "Do you remember David Rossetti?"

David Rossetti was DOCTOR David Rossetti, her gynecologist! I had met him when our last child was born, but that had been my only contact with him. Our son was now 3, so it was obvious that he had continued to contact her, which she readily acknowledged. It was just as obvious that his interest in my wife had not diminished in the least. In fact, she said that he was becoming more and more shameless in his attempts to get in her panties. I'm sure that he was helped along by the fact that she still talked to him, only now it was social rather than doctor/patient.

That was understandable because that's the way most men react to her. She's a petit blonde who is more cute than beautiful and manages to bring out the best (or worst!) in men. This incident was five years ago, when she was thirty-four years old, and she hasn't changed much since then.

To make a long story short, before going to sleep we were both exhausted from sex but had an agreement that she would allow the good doctor to "seduce" her. I wanted him to get her early that next morning, but that wasn't quite possible, so I had to contend with my erotic thoughts and bide my time.

A few days later she called me at work right after lunch and left a voice-mail for me. "Honey, I'll be late getting home because I have a doctor's appointment after I get off. This is the only time he could work me in so I had to take it. Mom is picking up the kids after school."

That simple statement made my dick jump and my tummy flip, because I was sure that she would be at HIS office after hours, when the staff had gone home for the day. They would at last be alone, which is what all three of us wanted. She later told me that one of the reasons she called was to give me a chance to back out and stop it before it went too far, but there was not a chance that I wanted to stop it. I was just sorry that I couldn't be waiting around the corner when she came out of the office.

On my way home I just had to take a detour and ride past the doctor's office. I saw Connie's car in the parking lot, but I couldn't tell which one was his. Oh, how I wanted to go up to the window and peek in to see what they were doing. She had to have been there for at least an hour, so I guessed that he had fucked her by now and they were probably resting for another session. I slowly took my aching dick home to wait for her to fill in the blanks for me.

By our calculations later, when I left the parking lot I think he was still fucking her the first time. Foreplay had taken a lot longer than I imagined, so they hadn't finished their first fuck after all. I'm glad I didn't know that because I'm not sure that I'd have been able to drag myself away.

My mother brought the kids home just after I got there at about 6:30. I was very relieved when she told me that she had fed them dinner and given them each a bath. Due to my highly charged state, I'm not sure that I could've managed that on my own. 

Bedtime for them was 8:00 and they were ready when Connie came home. While the kids were up I tried not to look at her directly, but I could tell that she had that I've-just-been-fucked glow all over her. As soon as the last bedroom door was closed, I was holding her tightly and we were kissing like we hadn't seen each other for years! We stopped just long enough to get our bedroom door locked, then clothing started to fly.

There was no foreplay. We were both so hot for each other that we couldn't take the time for that. All she was wearing was her skirt and blouse, so she was naked and scooting her pretty ass back on the bed as I jumped on the bed a few seconds later. Her thighs and pussy were wet, both from her juices and his semen, so I had no trouble getting into her. With her legs clinched around my waist and her arms tightly around my neck, I was able to hit her cervix each time I thrust into her hot little pussy.

"Did he fuck you, Baby? Has his dick been in you all this time?" I asked. 

"Oh, yes!" she replied, while groaning and gripping me with her legs. "He said he'd not had sex for over a week, and I believe him. He was like a wild man."

That almost made me cum. I managed to hold it off and continued to fuck her while she told all.

She said that she arrived at his office before his receptionist had left, so she parked on the far side of the parking lot and waited. Finally, after a very long wait of probably 5 minutes, the woman came out of the office and drove off.

Connie said, "When I got to the office David opened it before I had a chance to tap on the glass. He had a very big grin on his face and took my hand as soon as I walked in."

"He gently took me in his arms and gave me a long, warm kiss. I could feel his hard penis against my tummy as the kiss heated up" she said. (She is 5'1" and he is just over 6', so he could tummy-fuck her standing up!)

Having had this in her mind for over a week, it's no surprise that she was a little turned on as well. I know my wife, and I'm certain that by that time he started kissing her she was probably as turned on as he was.

Connie said, "We kept kissing as we worked on our clothing until we both were completely naked. His hands were all over me and we kissed like high school kids on a first date. He is a very good kisser and had me really turned on. He also had his hands all over me and was touching all the right spots".

She said, "His kisses were driving me wild, and his hard penis pressing into me made my hands twitch, I wanted to touch him so much. Without him doing anything else, I immediately broke free and kissed my way down his chest and down past his belly button. I almost came when I finally got my mouth on him. He has a delicious taste!"

She added, "You know who much I like doing that to you, and it was very erotic with him, too, so I didn't want to stop, but his knees started to shake and he backed up to the couch and sat down. I lost contact with him for a few seconds, but I quickly recaptured that delicious penis of his and continued where I left off".

My wife really does get turned on from making a man feel good, and this time was no exception. She explained "I got him right to the edge, but I didn't want him to ejaculate, so I backed off a bit to let him come down a little. I kept doing that until he was almost out of his mind".

She has done that to me many times, so I know the exquisite, almost painful pleasure she was giving him. Connie said, "I was about to let him ejaculate in my mouth when his private line started to ring! I wanted to throw that phone out the window, but he had to answer it".

Connie grinned and said, "While he stood there naked, talking with his wife, I just HAD to continue playing, so I got on my knees and took his delicious penis in my mouth. I licked and kissed it and just held it in my mouth until he was squirming like he had ants in his pants! I finally let him have some peace so he could talk to her without making her suspicious of what he was doing. I did stand beside him and fondle him though. After all, I wanted to have fun too."

Apparently he and his wife had communications problems. Connie said that as soon as she could tell that it was NOT a pleasant conversation, she left him alone and went into an examination room to give him some privacy while he argued with her.

He waited a few minutes after she heard him hang up before he came in and got her by the hand and lead her back into his office. The mood was not broken, but they did kind of have to start over. Connie said that he just held her and kissed her and softly fondled her tits until she felt his penis start to get hard again. (As an aside, Connie has now learned the difference between a "penis" and a "dick", but at that time she hesitated to use the dick word.)

Connie said that he soon scooped her up and took her to the couch in his office. He put her on it and then eased his way between her open legs, all while looking down at her with pure lust in his eyes.

As she put it, "His kisses were driving me wild, and when I felt his tip pushing against my lips I reached between us and guided him into me and he none-too-gently pushed in me as far as he could go. Before he stopped he had hit my cervix and was trying to get even deeper! He held it there and just ground his pelvic bone against me. That gave me a small climax, but I was still so high that I didn't want him to stop or even slow down."

He apparently regained some control over his fucking, because Connie said that he took his time and gave her several orgasms. As I later calculated, he was fucking her like that when I left the parking lot.

Connie said, "When we were finally done and exhausted, he didn't get up from being on top of me. He stayed there and just held me, which really gave me a warm, glowing feeling. He was no longer hard, so he was very tender and whispered sweetly to me as we slowly came down from that wonderful sexual high. It was in a different way, but I enjoyed that time very much. We stayed that way for a long time, but then I could feel him getting excited again. Most of him was still inside me, and it was so erotic to feel him start to grow and fill me up again."

They fucked again, but it was longer this time because he had already cum and could better control himself. After he shot off in her that time she noticed the clock, so they had to rush so he wouldn't be too late getting home.

Later, when we were exhausted because we had fucked like bunnies, and I was holding her and talking, I asked her, "It looks to me like you had a very good time with David. Do you want to visit him again?" 

I could feel her grinning against my chest as she replied, "YES! I've always thought he was cute, but had no idea he was so sexy and energetic. You're correct, too: he was very good to me and I DO want to visit him again. Are you sure you're ok with that? You don't mind if he was good to me? I love you so much, and I won't go back to see him if you feel uncomfortable about it."

Again, I eased her hand down to my crotch and let her feel my twitching dick. That was the answer she needed, and with a grin she was giving me little kisses all over my chest and throat. Needless to say, we were both sore before we finally dropped off to sleep

For almost a year after that Dr. David fucked her several times a week, every week. Sometimes it was at his office, but he also had a brother who was single and he used his house often. A few times he even took her to a motel, but neither of them wanted to be seen like that, so those times were few and far between.

I'm not sure what he was doing for his wife, but he sure was giving my wife a lot of sexual attention. I guess dealing with naked women all day did good things for his libido. And what he did for us was, and IS, equally as erotic. We still talk about some of her adventures with him and I have to say that they are as erotic now as they were in the beginning. My only regret is that I never got to see them fuck.



Our First Time



I'd like to tell you about my time with a previous girlfriend of mine who was nineteen at the time we met; I was thirty. She was a nurse and we first met when she started working on one of the wards in a big city hospital where I was a manager. She lived in the nurses' home which was in the basement of the hospital. I had noticed her a few times in the hospital canteen and asked her out for a drink. She eventually said yes and I looked forward to getting to know this young beauty better. She was small built, and her white uniform hid most of her womanly treasures. Her hair was always tied up when she was working but was long, dark and curly as I was to later discover.

One day, after we had been out for dinner a few times she invited me back to her room after work. We listened to some music and talked before she asked me if I would like to take things a bit further. I knew that she wasn't a virgin but had only had one serious boyfriend before; he had convinced her to sleep with him and had then left her.

We lay on her bed kissing for a while and then I started to run my hands all over her body but only with her uniform still on. When she didn't object, I began to open her white uniform dress which had a zip all the way down it. Her small, pert breasts came into view and I leaned down to kiss the top of them. Her bra was functional more than sexy, small and white with no frills, and I eased it down to reveal her long nipples. I took each of them into my mouth and sucked on them, one at a time. She moaned and threw her head back.

I eased her uniform off her shoulders, pulled it down her young body, then she lifted her hips to allow me pull it over them and down her legs. Now she lay in just her white bra (even if it no longer covered her breasts), white bikini-style knickers and tights. I find a woman in tights very sexy but I thought that was enough for her at that stage as she looked almost frightened to be lying there in just her underwear while I looked down on her, my eyes feasting on her tender body. We kissed and cuddled for a while more, my hands roaming all over her body while she seemed to be holding on to me more and more tightly, pressing herself against me. She must have been able to feel my hard cock pressing against her because she broke off our kiss and looked down between us. Seeing the bulge in my trousers, she reached out and tentatively touched its head. This of course caused my cock to jerk, even within my trousers, and she jumped back. 

Her fear had returned so we just lay there for a few moments more talking until I kissed her again and, once again, she returned the kiss passionately. I started to kiss downwards over her chin, down her neck and towards her breasts. Smothering them in kisses, I once again suckled on her large, engorged nipples and caused her to begin purring in delight at these new sensations. She later told me her previous boyfriend had simply fucked her, without a thought towards her feelings or pleasure. Her breasts were no more than a handful in size and she yelped when I tried to suck each breast entirely into my mouth. 

Slowly letting those tiny tit mounds out of my mouth I returned to her engorged nipples. That night I discovered that the size of her nipples had always been an embarrassment to her as she grew up but I thought they were gorgeous. I could have spent much more time just running my wet tongue round and round each of them but she was squirming beneath me and I thought she was as hungry as I was to go further. Reluctantly releasing those hard nipples, I started to kiss downwards over her young body until I reached the waistband of her tights. Taking them in my hands, I slowly peeled them down over hips and legs, pulling them off her feet, leaving her with just her white cotton knickers covering her young pussy. She seemed to suddenly become shy at this point and turned on to her front, hiding her breasts and hiding where she knew I was ultimately heading.

I lay on top of her, caressing her shoulders and arms, letting her confidence and lust slowly return, before I started to kiss down every inch of her smooth back. When I reached her knickers she shuddered but did not try to move away. Not wanting to frighten her by going too fast, I simple kissed around the edges of her knickers, each kiss eliciting a small moan of pleasure, especially when I reached the parts of her bum peeking out of the bottom of her virginal panties. 

As she lay on her front I unclasped her bra and slid it from under her. Now was the time to remove her last piece of clothing, her white knickers, and I pulled them down over her round bottom, very slowly. I didn't want her to take fright but I also wanted to savour the moment of her gorgeous bum coming into view. It was truly magnificent and I was surprised at how easily it had been hidden in her uniform. I sat back for a moment just to look at her but she grew nervous under my gaze and started to become uncomfortable with a man looking her up and down in her nakedness so I lay on top of her, still fully clothed, and began to once more kiss her neck, her cheeks and, eventually, her mouth when she became comfortable enough to turn her head round to meet my lips.

As our kisses became more intense I whispered to her to turn around. She did so, clinging tightly to me, trying to protect her naked body from my eyes once again. I held her just as closely and kissed her back with as much tenderness as I could when all I wanted to do was to ravish her there and then. Very slowly, I began kissing down her body, again paying special attention to her breasts and nipples. As I went lower, my wet mouth kissing every inch of her skin, she seemed to suddenly fear what was happening and realised that I would very soon be at the same level as her pussy. She squirmed in embarrassment and tried to pull me back up by grabbing my head but I knew we had both gone too far by then. I reached up and played with her nipples, again making her moan as I flicked and tugged at them. This was enough to make her release my head and I continued down her young body.

Finally, I reached my prize and took a moment just to appreciate the beauty of her fresh body. I love all ages of women and can appreciate beauty in any age but the sight of her hairy pussy was a delight to behold. I love it when I see a woman naked for the first time, or touch her through her knickers, and discover that her pussy is shaved but it seemed right that this innocent young girl had never thought to trim the curly hair between her legs and there was a lot of it. 

She trembled in anticipation and trepidation but didn't try to move away from me. I looked up and she met my lustful eyes, hoping she could trust me but afraid that I was going to use her just like her boyfriend. I had no intention of doing that, however, as there was far too much to look forward to with this young almost-virgin. I dipped my head and reached my tongue out to taste her pussy for the first time and she jerked as if struck by lightning when I made contact with her. Very slowly, I ran my tongue up and down the length of her musky slit and she moaned and groaned more with each trip I took. When I thought she was wet enough I started to slowly run my finger up and down her cunt as my tongue moved slightly up to tease her clit. As soon as I touched her there she came with a power that promised much for the night ahead. I just continued to flick her clit, move my finger up and down her slit and she just came and came and came.

I've always enjoyed eating a woman's pussy, taking my time and making them cum with just my tongue and fingers. It always seems to make the later orgasms when they cum on my hard cock even more intense. 

As she calmed down after her very first orgasm, I quickly undressed. She watched me with a nervous smile on her face but when I pulled down my boxers I could see the fear return to her eyes. She was staring at my fat cock as it pointed straight up, hard and throbbing. She obviously knew what was coming next as she lay there, waiting to be fucked while I took my clothes off and climbed on to the bed beside her.

As I did this and took her in my arms, I could feel she was trembling in fear again. We kissed and I waited until she was feeling hot again before I slowly got on top of her. Nudging her legs apart, I slowly got into position and rested my cock against her young pussy. She was wet from cumming already but she was still afraid of what was to come. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her moist slit and waited as she held her breath. Once she knew I wasn't going to hurt her, she relaxed a little and I eased the dripping head of my cock into her. Again I waited until she got used to me then slowly pushed forward inch by inch. I knew she wasn't a virgin but she felt as tight as one and I knew this would have to be taken very slowly – or so I thought.

Once I was all the way in and her pussy was wrapped around me like a tight glove, she looked up at me, straight into my eyes and pleaded, "Fuck me, please."

I wanted to do just that with every ounce of my being but thought if I started to hammer into her she would never let me fuck her again, so slowly I started to move in and out of her. Her cunt may have been one of the tightest I had ever been in but it was quickly becoming one of the wettest too and I could feel her becoming more and more comfortable below me. Then to my shock she lifted her legs and wrapped them around me. "Please," she begged, "Fuck me hard."

It's something else that turns me on enormously when a woman does that in the throes of passion, wrapping their legs around me, surrendering to me, pulling me deeper into their hungry cunt.

With her I couldn't hold back any longer. She wanted me to fuck her hard so I was going to fuck her hard. I pulled out of her and I grabbed her legs, pulling them wide apart. Then I pushed them up and back so that her feet were now beside her head. I could see her cunt waiting for me and I could see her tight arsehole winking at me but knew that would have to wait for another time. I plunged into her, making her gasp for breath then proceeded to fuck her as she had asked. In and out, deeper and deeper, faster and faster I fucked her while I lay on top of her, her legs bent, her tits flattened between us. Very soon we were both about to cum. She was first.

"I'm cummming," she screamed. "OH MY GOD! I'M CUMMMING!"

That did it for me and I flooded her young cunt with my spunk. I don't think I'd ever shot a bigger load into any woman and I could feel it flooding out of her and over my balls. When my cock softened and I slipped out of her, I let her legs back down and looked at her battered cunt. Our combined juices were pouring out of her and then I did something I had never done before. I lay down between her tired legs and licked all my cum, and hers, straight from her pussy.

It would be a long time before I got to fuck her arse. When we went to bed again many times in the future, it seemed as if each new position for her was a whole new way of learning to enjoy each other's body. The first time I rolled round on to my back, holding her tight while my cock stayed nestled in her tight pussy, she wasn't too sure what she was supposed to do but, as she slowly learned to rock back and forward on my dick, she slowly learned how good this position was for her and I was more than happy to see her small tits wobble with her exertions. The first time I took her hands and placed them on her tits as she fucked me in this position she immediately pulled them back. When I returned them to her tits, she got the message and slowly learned what she liked to do to those tiny mounds, eventually learning to love her big nipples as much as I did. But her arse was another story.

She was happy for me to hold on to her arse as she rode on top of me and eventually I got as far as touching her tight hole with my fingers as she came, but that was as far as she was prepared to go. She just didn't understand how I could want to go anywhere near what she called her "dirtiest hole". But one lazy weekend at my home, after spending most of the Saturday in bed, she surprised me. Apparently she had heard some of the other nurses discussing anal sex and how much they had come to love it after their own initial reluctance. She had decided it was time for her to lose her own anal virginity but first she wanted to get drunk, very drunk. I had no problems with that and proceeded to open the first bottle of red wine while we eventually moved from the bedroom to the kitchen to get something to eat and to build up our strength for the night ahead.

I quickly rustled up something. I have no idea what it was; I don't think either of us was thinking about food. She certainly drank much more than she normally would and pretty soon I was opening another bottle. As the wine began to take its effect, she leaned across the table and made me promise to be gentle with her. I had no problem at all in making that promise; all I could think about was sinking my throbbing cock into the sweet little arse that I had been lusting over these past few months. Eventually, after yet another glass of wine, she looked at me and smiled. "Take me," was all she said.

I walked over to her and, taking her face in my hands, I kissed her then carried her back through to the bedroom. Laying her on the bed, I slipped off my dressing gown and helped her off with her own. She rolled round on to her front, nervously giggling but seeming to want to get straight to it. I lay on top of her, letting her feel my hard cock pressing against the crack between her two sexy cheeks as she shuddered in lust and anticipation.

I slowly slid down her body as she opened her legs to allow me the sight of her pussy lips peeking out. We had fucked twice already that day and her lips were still inflamed from our shared lust; I had to remind myself that I wasn't going back there just yet. I took hold of her gorgeous arse and pulled her cheeks wide. She later told me that she had expected me to use some sort of lotion to open her up but I had waited far too long to savour this tightest of holes and I shocked her by sticking out my tongue, licking her arsehole.

She let out a little squeal and squirmed beneath me but she didn't pull away. I took this as a positive sign and continued my rimming of her "dirtiest hole". Round and round my tongue went as I continued to prepare her for something much harder and much bigger. Moving even closer, I pressed my tongue hard against her hole and was delighted to feel the tip slip in. She tasted tangy, sharp, and I wanted to share the taste with her. Moving back up on top of her, I twisted her face round to meet my kiss. She tried to pull back but eventually gave in and kissed me back, keeping her lips tightly closed. As I opened my own lips, however, and pressed my insistent tongue between her lips, she finally opened them and allowed my tongue entry. She fought it at first but, as with everything else she had learned from me, she eventually welcomed it with a passion which always took me by surprise. Wrapping her tongue around my own she tasted her own arse and seemed to savour it.

"Do it now," she whispered.

It was now or never and I certainly wanted it to be now so, once again, I pressed my eager cock against her wet hole. I may have licked her hole to make it easier on her but she was still incredibly tight. Not wanting to frighten or hurt her, I went as slow as I possibly could, but when she pushed back against me the engorged head of my fat cock slipped inside her. She buried her head in the pillow, stifling a very loud scream, but didn't try to pull away. After a few moments of getting used to where we both were, she again pushed back and I took that as my sign to continue. Slowly, very slowly, I pushed my full length into her and then rested again.

Just like the first time we'd ever fucked, however, once she had made the breakthrough, she wasn't one for going slowly. Again she bucked against me and, again, I moved out and in her tight, tight hole. Meeting her backwards pushes with my increasingly hard downwards thrusts, we were both very quickly ready to cum. When she reached under herself and started to rub her clit, she began to cum very quickly and very enthusiastically.

"Oh my god! Oh my God! OH MY GOD!" she screamed.

As her arsehole squeezed my thrusting cock I couldn't stop myself either and plunged one more time into her as I felt my spunk rise from my balls and shoot deep into her bowels. I collapsed on top of her and we both lay there very quietly.

"That was.......incredible," she whispered quietly beneath me.

I had one more treat for her. As my cock slid from her battered arse, I slid down her body once more and pulled her cheeks apart. Using my tongue on her as I had done previously, I lapped up the cum flowing from her dirty hole as she purred beneath me. Once she was clean I climbed back up to lie beside her and this time she kissed me full on the lips. This time it was she who stuck her tongue into my mouth to taste everything she could.



Our First Time...



Semi-autobiographical.

It was almost like a dare as it slipped past my lips. " I want to watch you pleasure yourself." I watched his face closely to see how he would respond. At this point, his words meant nothing.

"Uh, sure. I can do that." He squirmed in his seat, looking like a boy who got caught looking at naughty magazines, instead of the self-assured businessman that he was. I could hear the hesitancy in his voice. I saw how his eyes didn't quite meet mine. I knew he wasn't ready for me. Not yet...

"You know, I was thinking." I toyed with the spoon in my tea. "You really aren't comfortable with this. Why don't we wait until you are ready? I mean, it really isn't a big thing." I smiled to myself, checking out the uncertainty that was making him a quivering mass. "When you are ready, let me know. I would love to see how you touched yourself."

Without him realizing what he was doing, I saw his hand slide under the Denny's table He was stroking his member under the table. I could tell by the glazed look that came over him. When he realized that I was watching, he moved a glass of ice water and held it to his shaft, praying that it would go down before we were ready to leave. 

The sight of him aroused and confused excited me. It made my nipples start to tingle. I could feel my clitoris start to pulsate and throb against the vinyl of the booth. Slowly moving my hips back and forth, I was able to create such a lovely feeling that I could barely contain myself. "Hey. I will be right back, okay?" I slid out of the booth and headed for the bathroom.

Before the door closed behind me completely, I had my hand sliding down the front of my jeans. I slid down the cold tile, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. My orgasm was so intense, so quick, that I could barely breathe. Once my pants had turned into deep breathing, I headed back to the table. 

He sat there, drinking his cocoa, whipped cream clinging to his moustache. With the finger that I had just thrust deep inside me, I wiped the whipped cream off and offered it to him to suck it off. He could see the challenge in my eye. When his tongue made contact with my finger, a shock went through me. My still vibrating sex clenched up with need. He meant to make it just a light lick, but I saw the moment that he realized that he was tasting me. His lips started to suckle my finger. As the electric need coursed through my body, I jerked my finger back with a shaky laugh. 

"Hey, watch out there now." I tried to act as if I wasn't about to cum right there again with my finger in his mouth. "That felt so good that I need to go and take care of myself again now." I smiled as I said it but my nipples were starting to ache with need. I gently rubbed them against the wooden table, trying to alleviate the sweet pain. 

"Did you really?" He stumbled over the words. "Did you really...get off in the bathroom?" He looked so shocked that I wasn't sure if he was going to make it to the register.

I reached for my coat and purse and headed for the register, motioning him to follow. When he finally was standing behind me, I slowly shook my head yes. After he paid the bill, he walked me to my car. I figured now was the time to let him off the hook. "Baby, I know you aren't ready to let me see you touch yourself and that is okay. Call me when you are ready. I will be waiting." I gave him a kiss on the lips, slightly sucking his bottom lip into my mouth. 

I watched him get into his car before I drove away. Damn, I wish he was ready. I really wanted to feel his shaft against the back of my thr... 

The ringing of the phone interrupted my thought process. It was him. "I am ready." The words that I was waiting to hear came out of his mouth. I was so surprised that it took me a second to process what he was saying. I thought that he was going to hold out until the next day at least. "Follow me," he said.

I turned my car around immediately to tail him. As we pulled up to his house, all I could think about was how I was not going to mess this up by pressuring him for sex before he was ready. I really did want to see him as he gave himself pleasure. Sex could come later.

When we reached his bedroom, we both were awkward. Me, because I didn't know what to do so that he wouldn't scare and not do it. And him, because he didn't know how to proceed. We watched a little TV, both trying to look at ease. Both failing miserably. Finally, I could wait no longer. "OK, Baby, go ahead and entertain me."

"You have to do it with me." He was stalling for time, I could tell. But, he had never met the likes of me. That wasn't going to buy him much time. 

"Fine. How do you want me?" Touching myself worked just dandy for me, because I was ready to get off again. And, I knew watching him would make me want to cum. 

"OK, but you have to come to unwrap what you want to see." His coy act was not deterring me a bit. Before he could get the sentence out fully, I was working on his belt and zipper. My mouth started to water being that closes to his member. But, I controlled myself....barely.

By the time we had both shed our bottoms and got comfortable on the bed, I was almost antsy with need. I sat at the top of the bed, nestled in the pillows. He laid across the bottom of the bed, facing my sex. I opened my legs up wide, rubbing my fingers down my slit, making sure to get my finger wet with my juices. I was so wet that I could feel my wetness on my thighs. 

Hesitantly, he began to stroke himself. Up and down, with a little twist. Watching him and feeling the slick petals of my vulva made me want to taste him. I wondered how he would feel in my mouth, on my tongue, in the back of my throat, as I watched. 


I tried very hard not to moan as my inner lips got more moist. I didn't want to startle him. I could tell that he was still not completely at ease. My fingers dipped inside me, making me grind my hips. At that very moment, I watched as his fingers gently fondled his balls. I could tell that he wanted to watch me. Unfortunately, he was too conscientious to watch me watch him. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Do you want to stop?"

He grimaced but replied, "I am oddly at ease with this. It is okay." I knew how he felt. The first time I masturbated for someone else, I felt so at ease that I didn't have the comfort level to cum quickly. To take the pressure off of him, I closed my eyes and concentrated on how lovely the feelings were. I took a nipple between my fingers and started to pinch and pull on it. The feeling was so pleasurable, that I couldn't help but moan. My hips started to gyrate back and forth, round and round, until I cried out in passion. 

I could feel him watching me. It made me cum harder to know that he was watching me cum. Once the wave of pleasure had subsided, I gently resumed pleasing myself. I watched him, still stroking, so silent. But then, I felt his hand creeping up my thigh. Thank you! I was waiting for a sign that he really wanted me.

I continued my ministrations on myself as he got closer and closer to my sex. I could tell that his hand on his member had slowed down. But, since it was I he was now touching, I couldn't really complain. Before I knew it, his fingers were pushing up into me. Filling me up completely. I don't know if it was three fingers or five. All I know is that I wanted them in me as deeply as he could fit them. My hips started to rock in time with his thrusts. Before I knew it, I had flipped on my stomach so that he could have access to me. With my legs spread eagle on the bed, my sex was completely open to him. My bottom bounced wildly as he hit my spot over and over again. At that moment, I wanted him inside me so badly.

He had other plans for me, though. His lips started grazing my leg ever so slightly. With a lick and a nibble, he had made it up my thigh in no time. All I could think was yes, yes, please yes! Just when I thought he would make it to my core, he surprised me and nuzzled my back left cheek. The five-o'clock shadow scraped my skin, leaving a trail of very happy goose bumps in its wake. By the time his lips made it to my clit, I thought I would die. My body shook and I wanted to hold his head right there, yes baby, right there forever. 

It seemed like hours but after only a few minutes, he repositioned me on my back and pulled me to the side of the bed. He knelt and place my thighs over his back and dove back in. The spasms racked my body as I rode his tongue and twisted my nipples to and fro. I came over and over again as he licked and sucked my clitoris and teased my spot with his wonderful fingers. 

As great as this felt, nothing could have prepared me for him sliding inside me. His shaft filled me up and landed right on the G-spot. It was like his shaft was meant for me. One position melted into another as he corkscrewed in and out of my womanhood. I think we hit at least the first 25 positions in the Karma Sutra before he stopped and started to stroke himself again. 

"What's wrong?" I asked. Whatever it was, I wanted to fix it so that he could come back inside me. 

"I am about to come. I am trying to pace myself." He looked so sexy rubbing my juices into his member, that I had to suck it. I tasted myself and him together and it was like an afrodisiac. The more I tasted, the more I wanted him. When I started to suck with more force, he laid me back down and laid that pipe back into me. With my legs on his shoulders, I was completely open to however deep he wanted to go.

My hips were moving up under him frantically. "You want to make me cum, don't you?" he asked me. 

"I am not trying to make you cum, baby. I just want you to fuck me with everything you've got." I don't know if it was the word or the intensity, but it turned on another level inside of him. The next thing I know, I am behind up, face down into the pillows as he fucks me hard and deep. It feels so good that I had to stop myself from crying. Yes, baby. Please yes. I need it like that. I thought I was screaming it to him, but the feeling was so intense that I could not form cohesive sentences. As my honey walls pulsed around him, he pulled out and came all over my back door. I reached back and rubbed him on my cheeks, trying to get the last bit of energy and cum left in him. 

Covered in sweat and cum, we both fell to the bed, exhausted but satiated. I cannot wait to have him again. And again. And again.

Fin



Our First Time



A bead of sweat trickled lazily down the back of my neck as the taxi swept me closer and closer to my destination. I was so nervous, my heart pounded in my chest, my stomach had taken up residence in my throat and that butterfly feeling was threatening to invade my entire body. 

In my head, I'd already conjured up a hundred ways to wriggle out of this situation, a thousand different escape plans and if anyone else had been waiting at the other end of my journey, I probably would have used one of them. But I couldn't do that. Not to him. 

I lay my head back against the seat, closed my eyes and drew strength from my memories. I thought of his voice, the way it melted and debilitated my mind. I loved the way he said my name, although often, he just called me baby. I thought now about the way the low silky texture of his voice caressed the word and the smile on his face as his eyes flashed to my camera on his screen when he said it. I felt a shiver tingle down my spine and I squirmed in my seat feeling the anticipation, the nerves and excitement climb. 

Both members of an online community, we'd met a year ago. Quickly becoming friends we'd started to flirt shamelessly with one another until that playful banter had become something deeper, something more. I thought back to that first time he'd told me he loved me and felt the same warm glow fill my body as it had then. 

Now, I've had online friends, boyfriends, Doms before. It's not a new concept to me. But I'd never met anyone that encompassed all of these things and so much more. He was never someone I could simply forget the moment my computer powered down. He stayed in every thought, every action, every emotion and when I reached for my toy and felt its sweet vibrations pulse through my clit, it was his face, his voice, his body that drove me into that impossible abyss. 

But when he'd mentioned, oh so casually, about the idea of us finally meeting up in the real world, I'd been worried, afraid. There's a big difference between seeing someone on cam, talking to them on skype and actually having them right in front of you. Now people tell me I'm pretty and its not that I don't believe it exactly but there's such a thing as spark, as chemistry. I knew that I would feel the same about him the second I saw him, but what if that chemistry was lacking on his side. Sometimes it's better to just not know. 

Too late now though. The taxi pulled to a smooth stop out side of an ordinary looking house, in a typical suburban street. The dark silhouette of the trees outlined the neighbourhood and gave it a reassuring atmosphere. The driver told me what I owed him and I pulled the unfamiliar currency out of my purse. In my nervousness, I almost threw the dollars at him. I smiled my apology and climbed out of the cab, to find myself suddenly frozen in front of his house. 

This was the hard part. As arranged he had not picked me up from the airport. Also as arranged he would not answer the front door and would instead, leave it unlocked. He was testing me, pushing me just a little. He wanted to see how far my bravery would take me, how much of this I could do alone and here I was, staring at the wood of his front door. 

"Ok," I mumbled aloud for my own benefit, "It's now or never, get a grip."

I squared my shoulders and made my way up his drive way. Pausing at his front door I took a deep breath and took a firm hold of the handle. I pushed the door open just far enough to squeeze my head through. 

"Hello?" I didn't say it loud enough but then, I already knew I wasn't going to get a response. 

I took another deep breath, pushed the door open and stepped through. I looked down at the floor and chuckled. If there had been anything else on the floor, clichéd rose petals perhaps, I would have facepalmed. Instead, spaced about two feet apart on the floor were small rectangular flash cards. Each one had a bold, black arrow in its centre with a smilee face under it. 

The faces were the kind you use in IMs and emails and I knew that he was giving a nod to our origins while at the same time trying to make me feel more comfortable and I loved him all the more for it. 

I took a second to look around. The décor was light, airy, warm and homey. I could easily picture him here. I followed the direction the cards pointed me in, turned a corner and froze. There he was. He was sitting, in his chair at his desk just like I'd seen him every day for a year. The image was reversed though as I was no longer seeing him through the screen. 

My heart stopped and all I could do was stare. Then he made my favourite gesture. Something he did subconsciously. He brought his hand up; his finger curled and rested his chin on it stroking it back and forth across the stubble there. I waited, unable to speak, unable to breathe. My pulse raced and a lump formed in my throat. A happy smile spread lazily across his face before he greeted me as if this were all entirely normal.

"Heeeey baby, there you are. I was getting worried."

Let's face it. I was an idiot. How could I doubt that he and I would do anything other than immediately click as if we were made for each other? I took a happy step towards him, intending to go straight up to him and kiss him when the blinking red light from the web cam sat atop his monitor froze me where I stood. Shit. 

I had been so worked up about the man himself, I'd totally forgotten the other part of this day. Right now, right at this moment there was an online theatre full of people watching this. We'd planned this. Figuring we would start things off with a BANG but somewhere over the ocean thousands of feet up in the air, I'd forgotten all about it. 

He cocked his head to the side and I knew that look. It meant, "fight, or flight?" He knew me so well. He knew that look would stop me turning tail and running. So, looking far more confident then I felt, I walked slowly toward him. 

We'd had this meticulously planned so I knew what I was supposed to do first but the temptation to get a little payback for all the teasing, the testing and the nerves won out so I was going to have a little fun before we started. I walked straight up to his chair. I planted my palms on the arm rests and leaned down low so my face was mere millimetres from his. His eyes locked with mine and I had to stop myself from closing that gap and going straight for the kiss. Instead, my tongue flicked out and I laid little laps all over the tip of his finger. 

He smiled as he got my hint and offered it to me. Keeping direct eye contact I first kissed, then sucked his finger slowly into my mouth, a little ripple of pleasure shuddering though me as I tasted his warm flesh for the first time. I pulled my mouth back off his finger and kissed the tip again before going for my next target. His jaw line was rough against my soft, seeking lips as I kissed, nibbled and licked my way along it to the column of his neck. There I went straight for the hollow of his ear and gave him a tiny nip with the edge of my teeth before tracing his neck with my tongue. 

When I got to the base of it, that sensitive part that meets the shoulder, I sucked hard on the juncture and felt him shudder. I smiled before kissing back up his neck and crossing his jaw to pause right in front on his lips. I whispered softly against them "hey baby" and he managed to smile right before my lips brushed once, twice over his. It was almost like electricity crackling between us and for now at least, the people watching through the camera were completely forgotten by both of us. 

Vaguely the realization that this was our first kiss flashed through my mind, but then he inched closer, crushing my lips against his and all reasoned thought disappeared from my head. I don't know how I got there, whether he pulled or I pushed but suddenly I was in his lap, my arms wrapped tightly around his neck, his arms holding me and my breasts crushed to his chest through the thin tank top I wore. I squirmed in his lap, anxious to get closer to him and then felt his cock jerk up under me, hard and demanding under my ass. I almost lost it but just at that moment he paused to catch his breath and my mind cleared just enough to remember what I was supposed to be doing. 

As I tried to scramble off his lap his arms tightened around me and I giggled as I loosed his hold on me shooting him a "be patient" look. He made his half sigh, half tut sound and closed his eyes as I stood and turned on the spot and then his whole face froze, a dead pan expression fixing itself in place as I hooked my fingers under the hem of my tank top and playfully teased it up. I loved that look. The concentration, the lust in his eyes only spurred me on, made me feel more daring and I flashed him a mischievous smile. I crossed my arms in front of my body and grabbed the sides of my top. 

Pulling it over my head, he got his first look at my DD breasts, accentuated and enhanced by the pink plunge bra I wore. I put my hands on my hips and watched as he seemed to have a little trouble swallowing. I grinned and slowly unbuttoned the denim shorts I wore, sliding them down over my hips and kicking them out of the way when they reached the ground. His eyes were glued to my pussy. He knew, had to know because I'd told him so many times, but he almost looked shocked that I wasn't wearing panties. The shock vanished and his eyes went dark as they raked over my body hungrily. 

I reached around my back and unclasped my bra. Slowly, I pulled each strap down off my shoulders until my breasts fell loose and I let the bra drop, unheeded to the floor. Smiling at him I dropped to my knees and crawled to kneel in front of his legs. I wasn't giving him any options here and I separated his knees and wedged myself in between them. He grinned at me, shifted his weight to the side and I watched him adjust the cam, giving everyone a really good angle on what he had already, correctly guessed, was about to happen. 

I locked my eyes on his again and leaned forward. My fingers found the button on his jeans. I pushed it through and pulled the zipper down. Slipping my hand into his pants I pulled out his cock and had to work for a second to swallow. I'd seen it before of course, and it sounds weird to say this about a cock but this one was beautiful. 

It was tall, standing proudly. The base was tanned with a pink blush creeping up the shaft before busting into a deeper pink right beneath the head of the cock. The head itself was perfect. It was perfectly proportioned to the rest of the shaft, not overly bulbous but completely smooth and definitively ridged. The veins under the skin, while visible and providing so much texture that it made my pussy ache, were not so pronounced that they would spoil the overall aesthetic of his cock. I took a moment to really examine it; the pictures he'd sent me had not done it justice. 

My tongue flicked out to moisten my lips before I leaned my head forward and swirled it over the head of his cock, savouring the taste and the texture. I ran my tongue under the ridge making a circuit and when I reached the point I'd started from, I wrapped my lips tightly over his tip. I kept him there for a moment, just letting his head rest in my mouth, my tongue pressing firmly against that mushroom, making small circles against his skin. 

Half an inch at a time, I began to slowly pull him into my mouth, swallowing him all the way in until my lips were at the very base of his shaft. I sucked hard, making my mouth warm, tight and wet around him and I heard him groan softly, his head rolling back on his shoulders. I gripped his hips, steadying myself as I held him there, not breathing, feeling him fill me. I pulled back off his cock, running my lips up that silky smooth skin of his, massaging the underside of his cock with my tongue, nice and firmly as I did. When I reached the tip, I licked little circles around the hole at the top before firmly taking his shaft in my hand and applying just the right amount of pressure, just stroking for a few seconds. As I stroked I sat back and watched his face.

I delighted in the expressions that I saw flashing there. I revelled in the fact that I was responsible for them. I smiled softly, biting down on my bottom lip as I felt my pussy reacting to all this. Those sharp little contractions flashing through my inner muscles, the way the juices coated my thighs. I couldn't hold back any more and my mouth went hungrily, greedily back to work. 

There was nothing gentle, nothing teasing about my movements this time. I took him straight into my mouth, his head almost instantly butting against the back of my throat. I slid off, building both lubrication and rhythm. I made sure to apply pressure, but not too much. I made sure there was enough friction to drive him crazy. I cupped his balls gently in the palm of my hand, massaging them carefully as my mouth bobbed over his cock. 

His hands were in my hair way too soon, pulling gently and I whimpered my protest at the interruption. He chuckled softly at my reluctance to stop. 

"Mmm baby, not too much. Not yet, It's too close and I want to feel you." His voice sounded half strangled as he said "I want you baby, now."

Well, I was hardly going to argue and I moved very quickly up off the floor and onto his waiting lap. I straddled his thighs, my calves on either side of him and I was about to reach down to put his cock in just the right place when I felt his fingers slide over my labia. I sucked in a harsh breath as he caressed my pussy with all four fingers. He just made light touches to start with.

I bit my lip hard as his lips caught one of my nipples and he sucked it in between his teeth, pulling it gently and then nipping it before releasing it. He looked up into my eyes as his fingers first dipped shallowly into my pussy and then started to massage my clit. My hips bucked against his hand, my back arching as my legs clenched against his. I could feel the tension building in my body and I was desperate to find some relief. My budy was bucking this time and my moans were coming loud and fast. His other arm circled my hips and he pushed me down. I yelled as his cock filled me, stretched me and added to the sensation on my clit it drove me instantly over the edge. 

As my orgasm hit and the explosion raged through my body I started to fuck my pussy down on his cock harder, faster, the rhythm building the sensation as the spasms took me higher still. His groans were low and quieter in comparison but I felt his whole body tense and his eyes closed as he emptied his balls into me. I could feel his cock expelling load after load of cum as my pussy clamped and released around him. We both came down at around the same time and breathless, I laid my head against his shoulder, kissing it softly before giving into the lack of oxygen. He stroked my hair lightly and while he was just as breathless as me, he whispered,

"shh, it's ok. Breathe baby. I got you, just breathe". He leaned to the side, Spoke directly into the mic,

"um.. I think that's about it from us for tonight. We're going to get, a little better acquainted. Hope you enjoyed our first meeting" and with that, he switched of the cam and pressed the power button on the monitor. I still had my head buried in his shoulder, mostly out of it when he chuckled and said,

"Hey baby, nice to meet you. Oh, and have I told you yet today I love you?"

All I could do was smile and in a totally spent voice whisper "I love you too".



Our First Time



It had been just over six months since we'd started messaging and confessing how we felt, although we'd "known" each other for much longer than that. She was on her way to meet me for the first time. My eyes jumped back and forth nervously between the front and back entrances. I was a bundle of nerves. Each time someone came into view in the doorway I thought it would be her and my stomach would go into a knot. The "tick, tick, tick" of the coffee shop clock sounded quite slow compared to the pounding of my heart. Surely these people could hear it! Certainly someone would notice beads of sweat starting to form on my brow or the way my fingers nervously drummed the table.

"Hey."

I snapped out of it when I heard her familiar voice. There she was; her face half smile and half nerves. It instantly made me feel a bit of relief. I felt better knowing that at least I wasn't the only one who wasn't sure what to expect. 

"Hi..." 

The word barely squeaked out, it seemed stuck in my throat. I also realized that I wasn't sure what to do with myself. It felt like we'd known each other forever and yet we were basically strangers. Do we shake hands? Hug? I was pretty sure I had never felt so awkward before. 

"What kind of coffee do you drink?" I stammered. "I waited for you to order because I wasn't sure. I guess it's one of those things that never come up in conversation."

The next few minutes were a blur. It felt like an eternity waiting for the barista to take our order, but when we stepped outside the fresh air was a welcome relief and being outside gave me an excuse to put my sunglasses on and hide my nervous eyes.

"I thought maybe we could take a walk to the park?" I suggested. "It's not far."

Looking back now I can't really say what we talked about on the way there. I do remember feeling like I was conversing with an old friend, as cliché as that may sound. It was like we'd already known each other our whole lives, the conversation flowed so easily. I still felt nervous though and smoked far too many cigarettes, if for no other reason than it gave me something to do with my hands. By the time we got there I was slightly less nervous if not also slightly short of breath.

We sat facing the swings watching the children play awhile, the smell of fresh cut grass filling the air. I couldn't decide what the look on her face meant. Was she nervous? Shy? Disappointed? I was too scared to ask which one it was, but the distance between us worried me that perhaps it was one of the latter.

We talked until the sun started to go down. About everything, our families, friends, work, exes. She laughed about my most recent failed romance and how I always picked the wrong kind of girl. "Except for you", I smiled, "I think I had it right when I picked you." She smiled back and blushed, looking down at the ground and twiddled a leaf that had blown down from one of the maple trees. She didn't say a word.

I scooted myself slightly towards her. 

"Hey."

"What?" she said softly.

"Look at me."

When she finally looked up and her eyes met mine it hit me. It was suddenly clear, I could see it written across her face. She was just as nervous as I was. In a moment of bravery I gently reached out my hand to touch the side of her face with my fingertips, her skin feeling flush and warm. She trembled but didn't shy away. I traced her jaw line with my fingers and I felt her lean in slightly towards my touch.

I had no more words. I was overwhelmed with the connection I felt with her. I'd spent so long alone wishing she was here and that we could be together. Now finally she was real and right here in front of me. I took her hand in mine and pulled her gently towards me. The closer she got the more I could see the fear and uncertainty in her eyes but I wasn't turning back now.

I kissed her softly on the cheek and then once again. When she didn't shy away I kissed her again on the side of the mouth and cupped the side of her face with my hand, softly turning her mouth towards mine.

When our lips touched it felt like fireworks. Her lips were so soft against my own. My heart pounded in my chest. I'd wanted to be with this woman for so long, and now finally I was feeling her sweet kiss for the first time. The moment felt like it couldn't be more perfect.

Her kiss was passive at first as if unsure but she put one of her hands gently on my arm and I knew she wanted this too. I pulled back and looked in her eyes, gauging how she was feeling. I wondered aloud, "You okay?" Silent, she nodded her response. I kissed her again softly and pulled her closer to me, encouraging her to return my affection. Less timid, she kissed me back. I wanted this more than anything in the world. 

We stayed like that for a while, sharing in what we'd both wanted for so long. Eventually we let ourselves fall together in the grass and held each other close, the night silent except for the sound of a dog barking somewhere in the distance. We stayed there lost in tender kisses until the sound of the train passing through town made me realize how late it had gotten.

"It's getting dark," I said. "What should we do now?" I started to get up, but she pulled me on top of her and kissed me again, much more passionately this time. Holding my weight with my hands and straddling one of her legs I pressed one knee up between her thighs until I could feel the heat emanating from the center of her through her jeans. She moaned slightly and pushed back against me. I shifted and rubbed my leg against her as we kissed, loving the way her body felt beneath me.

Finally after what felt like an eternity we paused. "Let's go." She said breathlessly, mutual need hanging thick in the air. I didn't have to ask where we were going. 

The short walk felt like it took forever. We giggled awkwardly and made small talk. We stopped briefly here and there to step into shadowed doorways and touch each other's faces, connect with our eyes and steal quick kisses, our bodies pressed tightly together in the dark.

Once we reached my house I felt a fresh wave of excitement wash over me and I wondered if she felt the same. There was a hint of nervousness and anticipation in her eyes. I took her hand and led her to my bed. Kicking our shoes off, we settled again with her body beneath mine. Holding myself up over her I studied her face and smiled. I'd never felt so strongly for anyone I had only just met face to face. I truly needed this. I needed her.

Caressing her face, I began to kiss her, anxious to feel her mouth on my own again. Our bodies lightly touched, sending electricity through every inch of me. She kissed me passionately, our mouths parting and her tongue dancing with my own. I'd imagined this so many times, but nothing came close to what I was actually experiencing at this very moment. It was absolutely divine.

I felt almost feverish from wanting her. The nagging desire to be rid of our clothing and feel her skin touching my own was overwhelming, but I pushed it back. I wanted to do this slowly, to enjoy every moment I had with her. We'd already waited this long.

I ran one hand slowly up the side of her body, starting low on her thigh, enjoying every curve. As I trailed my hand higher I felt her shudder when my fingers met her skin through her thin shirt. I reveled in it. I loved that I could elicit such expressive reactions, to know exactly how I was making her feel.

I stood and helped her to her feet, myself sitting where she had just been. I could feel the heat from where her body had been beneath me. Our mouths barely parted for more than a moment, and she straddled my lap, touching and kissing my face. I realized I'd imagined this exact moment what felt like 1000 times before when we had talked online, but nothing I ever pictured or described to her via text came close to this. She was so beautiful and she felt so perfect in my arms, her body touching my own.

My hands ran across her thighs to her hips, and behind her. I cupped her ass in my palms and pulled her close to me. Her mouth drove me crazy with need, and the way she moved her hips in time with mine told me that she felt exactly the same.

I couldn't stand it a second longer. I literally hungered for her. I had to see her, anxious to feel her bare skin against my own. I slid my hands beneath her shirt. Hooking my thumbs under its hem I lifted her shirt up, revealing soft pale skin underneath. She raised her arms and allowed me to slip it over her head and discard it on the floor behind her.

My pulse raced as I took in the sight of her. She smiled at me devouring her body with my eyes, and she took my hands in her own. Our mouths met again with renewed fervor. I held her hands tightly and traced her jaw with kisses, then down, pausing on the nape of her neck, enjoying how it caused her to shudder. A slight moan escaped her lips.

I moved the straps of her bra aside to make way for my mouth as I kissed my way down her shoulders and enjoyed how she trembled as my lips touched her soft skin. As my kisses reached the top of her breasts I pulled her bra completely down to expose her to me. She sat up on her knees and provided my mouth with the most beautiful gift that I had ever been bestowed. I guided first one and then the other soft nipple into my mouth, licking them slowly with my tongue. When I looked up she had her head back, eyes closed and mouth open in a silent expression of pleasure.

As I sucked her sweet breasts in my mouth I removed the bra formally abandoned at her waist and worked the button of her jeans open with one hand. Bracing her back with one arm I flipped her over gently laying her on her back. I kissed her mouth and explored her body with my hands, desperate to feel every inch of her. Everything from the smell of her hair to the way her breasts felt in the palms of my hands was intoxicating. I was drunk with her.

Our bodies moved together as we kissed. I could feel my need growing, wanting even more of her. She laid back and I kissed my way down her breasts and stomach, pausing to tease her with my tongue on the sensitive area just below her belly button. She gasped and squirmed much to my delight. I took each side of her jeans in a hand and without speaking a word she lifted her hips up, allowing me to remove the last of the clothing separating my eyes from her natural beauty.

She was now completely naked before me, lying back on the bed looking somewhat shy and yet full of anticipation. I ran my hands up the sides of her calves and thighs, sending shivers and currents of electricity through us both. I then followed my hands with my mouth until my body was above hers. I kissed her slowly and deeply for a long time, relishing every single one, even though I knew I was soon to experience something even greater.

When her soft moans and anxious short breaths became too much for me to handle for a second longer I finally gave in to desire. Kissing her neck I traced my fingertips down the side of her breast, down her stomach, and even further down to her hip. She trembled knowing what my intention was. I loved this. 

Dotting her mouth with sweet kisses I traced my fingertips over her soft stomach and slowly lower, just above her pubic bone. When I dipped even lower and caressed the insides of her thighs with my fingers as I trailed my tongue over her stomach she shook with anticipation. 

Moving back up to kiss her mouth lovingly I cupped my hand between her legs. I could feel warmth emanating through my palm and I knew how wet she would already be for me. With one finger I danced ever so lightly over her clit, pulling back when she tried to arch her hips toward me frustrated. When she gave up seeking my touch I'd do it again, teasing her until her brow furrowed and she separated her mouth from my own.

"Please..." she gasped.

With that I thrust two fingers deep inside of her. They slid inside easily, welcomed by her need. Moaning into my mouth she arched her hips towards me as I penetrated her, taking possession of her center. She held my body against hers as I moved inside of her, her soft moans filling my mouth as we kissed. She felt so warm around me, my palm filling with her wetness. I pulled back and she looked up at me, vision hazy with desire and pleasure. Our eyes met and for a moment I was still, lost in this connection with her. Part of me was now part of her.

I bent again to kiss her on the side of her flushed face and then pulled back, sitting up on my knees. I pulled out slowly observing with pleasure how swollen and red her clit had become, then resting my other hand low on her stomach I renewed my efforts. Pressing down softly from above I could feel her G spot harden as I fucked her. The pitch of her moans and the shortness of her breath drove me crazy with wanting her. It gave me such immense pleasure to please her. 

I leaned over her and whispered in her ear "You're so beautiful." 

As I worked my fingers inside of her I started to kiss my way down her body, enjoying the salty sweat on her skin and knowing that it was what I was doing which caused it to be there. I sucked on one nipple and she almost cried out with pleasure. I could tell she wasn't able to take much more teasing.

As I kissed lower just above my hands, she bucked her hips up, a look of desperation on her face. I smiled and slowed the pace, placing one gentle kiss on each thigh. She gasped and clutched at the sheets beneath her. I loved doing this to her, causing her such anticipation.

I pulled my fingers out, hovering my mouth so close to the center of her need that she would be able to feel my breath on it. I licked the tip of my tongue lightly from the bottom of her opening all the way up to the tip of her clit, just barely making contact with her skin. Her whole body shivered at the slight touch. I inhaled, deeply savoring the scent of her and her taste in my mouth. My senses felt alive with her.

I couldn't wait any longer. I sucked and licked her clit with my tongue. She exhaled deeply and made the most exquisite sounds I'd ever heard. I pushed two fingers deep inside of her, fucking her slowly and deliberately while I pleasured her. Her breath short she cried my name letting me know she was close. 

With my other hand I resumed pressure on the outside of her G spot, and when I moaned into her center flicking my tongue across the head of her clit she came hard, her body convulsing with pleasure, her juices flowing freely into my hand.

As her orgasm peaked and fell I shifted and held my body against hers, kissing her softly. I didn't remove my fingers from within her until her body finally stopped shaking, and then I held her while I whispered sweet adorations of love, telling her how perfect and beautiful she was to me. I was lost in her and what this meant to me. I couldn't have wished for this moment to be any more perfect.

"Hey."

She put a hand on my arm, snapping me out of a fog.

"You okay?" she asked. "You looked like you were daydreaming for a minute there."

I looked up to see the coffee shop's clock and had a sudden moment of clarity.

"It was nothing." I smiled. 

"I thought maybe we could take a walk to the park?" I suggested. "It's not far."



Our First Time



So... If you were you here... I'm sure I would be pretty shy at first. Maybe we are both sitting on my bed? I would probably be at the opposite end for a while. Shyly admiring you. Maybe after a few minutes I would move a bit closer to you. Perhaps our legs are touching. I'm sure you can feel the electricity buzzing and the tension in the air with that first little bit of physical contact. Usually I would be the one to tease first; maybe with a lean into you as I giggle at something you've said, but I never lean back away. Next thing we know, one of my hands is on the bed behind your torso, and the other is resting on the bend in your upper thigh, right near your crotch. As we make eye contact, both of us lean in closer until our lips are almost touching. 

Suddenly, you're in control again. With a quick twist, our positions are reversed, and I'm laying on my back with you over me as we kiss for the first time. One of your hands is next to my head on the bed, and the other is pushing my chest back, firmly grasping my breast. I can feel your weight on me, and begin to notice the feel of your rapidly hardening cock as it presses against my upper thigh. Our breathing is growing faster, as you lean more of your weight against me. Your knee and leg move up between mine, to gently tease my already wet pussy with the friction of our clothes moving against my clit. 

The next thing we know, both of our shirts are off, and both of our pants are rapidly being unbuttoned and slid off as well. We pause for a second, to take in the figure of the other, and when our eyes trail back up to each others' face, we can't help but laugh at the way that we are both biting our bottom lips. As the space between our bodies closes, I move myself to a position of power, straddling you. By now, you are in just your boxers and I only have on panties, leaving my breasts fully exposed for your hands to grip onto. I like to tease when I'm in control, this time I'm just barely grinding my pussy against you, but it's close enough that you can feel my wetness beginning to soak through the fabric. I lean forward now, so that my nipples and my breasts rub along your chest as my mouth moves to kiss and bite at your neck. I take my time hear, kissing and biting my way around your ear lobe, your jaw line, your neck, your collar bone, as I slowly begin to make my way down your chest again, being sure to let my breasts touch as much of you as possible on my way. 

Now my mouth is at your hip bone. I linger here briefly, kissing and sucking at you, before running my hands up your legs to the waistband of your boxers. Slowly, I slide them down, keeping my mouth just above where the band is. When it gets to your cock, I pull your boxers the rest of the way down to your knees, where you can pull them the rest of the way off, as I turn my attention to your cock. By now, you should have just a little bit of precum spotting the tip. I lick that off slowly, letting my tongue swirl around the head. Next, I begin to put the whole head of your cock into my mouth, but no more. Lightly flicking the bottom of your it with my tongue, I suck just gently on your head. Moving off again, I tease you more; taking slow, careful licks all the way down to the base and back up. After what seems like ages, I gently cup your balls in my hand, and lightly squeeze them tighter and tighter as my lips begin to envelop your cock all the way down to the base of your shaft. 

By now, my pussy is soaking wet; I can feel it dripping. With a renewed need, I sit up, sliding my drenched panties off as I do, and I move to straddle you again. Grabbing your cock in my hand, I align it just right with my cunt. Teasing both of us this time, I move it to circle my clit, then slide it back down along my slit, spreading my juices around as I do. When neither of us can take the teasing any longer, I sit slowly down onto your shaft, sliding it deeper and deeper into me, until there is no empty space between the two of us. God, how full this makes me feel... How far my pussy has to stretch to let you fill it up. I work my way up and down for a while here, until you can take the slow pace no longer.

Flipping me over again, almost violently, you throw me onto my back on the bed. With some pillows under my lower back, and with my legs spread wide and up in the air, you kneel in front of or over me, and you again fill up my pussy with your thick cock. This time hard and fast, you pound into me again and again. Sometimes with your hand around my neck, sometimes yanking my hair until my head turns sideways. Occasionally, if you lean forward a bit, my clit gets caught between us, the friction causing tingling that is hard to make occur sometimes. I can feel my orgasm building up inside me, a clenching deep in my cunt, squeezing you tighter, releasing a bit, and squeezing tighter again. Both of us are breathing heavily, and our breaths are often punctuated by my moans of "Oh god, yes. Yes. Fuck me. Please. Oohhhh." 

Now I can tell that you're getting close. Your moans of my name are becoming more stressed with each deep, hard thrust into me. My climax is close, but I'm trying to make the pleasure last as long as it possibly can. With these last few pounding thrusts, you let out the sexiest moan I've ever heard. The sound and feeling of you cumming, your hard cock pumping hot cum deep into my cunt, put me over the edge. My pussy seems to grab a hold on your cock, tighter than you've ever felt before, as ripples of pleasure roll their way through our bodies simultaneously. 

As we both slowly regain control of our bodies, we slide apart. Laying side by side on the bed, our breathing slowly returns to normal. We both turn our heads towards the other, a smirk breaking across both of our faces. We know it will happen again, and we know that time will be soon.



Our First Time At The Red Rooster



I dialed the telephone number on a lark. I really didn't expect anything to come of my call but I was pleasantly surprised to hear the recorded message announce that "single men were very welcome" at the famous swinger's club in Las Vegas. Instantly, I decided to take advantage of the situation. After all, I reasoned, it was my last night in Vegas. I had been here by myself for three days making the final arrangements for our display booth at an industry convention that would begin next week. I had to fly back home tomorrow morning but I would return to Vegas on Sunday for six days for the convention and breaking down our display. 

When I returned to Las Vegas next week I wouldn't be alone because Kim, my beautiful wife, had made arrangements so she could spend the week with me and my boss was paying her air fare.

The recorded directions to the Red Rooster were easy to follow. I thought of my imminent visit to the Red Rooster as sort of an advance scouting trip. I fervently hoped that I could persuade Kim to, at the very least, check the notorious club out with me one night before we had to leave Las Vegas and return to our predictable life— notice I didn't say boring life— in Indianapolis. However, if my wife of twenty years did go along with my idea to accompany me to the club I would be astonished. Every effort that I had made during the past three years to expand our sexual horizons and loosen up had been summarily rejected by her.

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The drive from the Hotel to the Red Rooster took about twenty minutes. The recording directed me to an off-site office where I paid $40 and obtained an invitation card before getting the final directions to the nearby club. 

It was 10:30 on a Thursday night when a guard shined his flashlight on my invitation card before telling me to park in the upper section. There must have been fifty cars in the gravel parking lot. 

When I entered the club, a friendly very pretty lady, who may have been sixty, asked for my invitation. 

"What's your name honey and where are you from?"

"Don. I'm from Indianapolis."

"Is this your first time here Don?" She asked.

"Yes, it is. I've never been to a club like this before." I volunteered.

"Well, welcome. I'm Chris. That was my husband, Mike, at the office. We're the owners. Why don't you go to the bar, get a drink and walk around. We only have soft drinks but you can bring your own bottle next time you come. I'd show you around myself but I think it's going to be a busy night so I'm stuck here. Oh, by the way Don, only couples are allowed upstairs. If you have any questions just come back and ask me. Okay hon?"

"It's a deal." I agreed.

"There's a nice crowd tonight. Have fun," she said mischievously with a twinkle in her eye.

Just off the entry was a horseshoe-shaped bar. I ordered a coke, dropped a dollar in the tip jar and began my exploration. 

The Red Rooster was a large two-story house. On my right I saw a staircase leading up to the couples only area. A small wooden dance floor extended out from beneath the balcony. There were, perhaps, twenty or thirty tables scattered around the large main room, each with four chairs.

On my left was a pool table surrounded by chairs. I wandered to an area behind the pool room and entered a locker room with several doors off to each side. All but one of the doors was closed. I saw that the room with the door open was a dimly lit bedroom. I assumed that the occupied rooms were also bedrooms. An indoor swimming pool was behind the locker room and separated by a glass wall from the main room. Steam was rising from the surface of a hot tub next to the blue pool. 

On the opposite side of the main room was a hall that led to several more bedrooms. Most of the doors were open, two were closed. These bedrooms were also furnished with king and queen-size beds. Each bed was covered only with bottom sheets. 

Tucked into a dark corner off the main room was a sectional sofa facing a large-screen television set. I wasn't surprised to see that a pornographic video was playing. Through an archway behind the video area was a large room. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. When they did, I saw that I had entered a room with carpeted tiers on two walls covered by what I estimated were a dozen mattresses. A huge round built-in bed was centered in the room. I confess, I was very disappointed that each of the mattresses and the large round bed wasn't occupied by at least one naked, writhing couple. 

The single men seemed to restless and were pacing and like me, I imagined, hoping for some action. Most of the couples seemed to be either upstairs, behind the closed bedroom doors, talking in groups or playing pool. Only a handful of couples were sitting at tables by themselves and seemed to be as out of place as I felt. The crowd ranged from very young— to me early twenties is very young— to mid-sixties. In appearance the women I saw were distributed about evenly between beautiful, not so beautiful and those in between. 

I watched couples holding hands walk up the stairs. I could only guess what was going on up there. I was restless, but I wasn't alone in my anxiousness. Like I said, all of the single men seemed to be nervous too.

There wasn't any music playing and, therefore, no one was dancing. After a half hour, I decided that whatever was happening downstairs, if anything, was behind closed doors and I would never know what it was. Because things seemed to be so quiet, I also was beginning to have second thoughts about pressing Kim to visit the Red Rooster with me next week.

I saw a couple, that I noticed standing at the bar talking with two or three men when I got my drink earlier, leave the bar and begin to walk toward the television area. She had short red hair and was very pretty. She was tall and thin and wore a coral sweater, skin tight blue jeans, and high heel sandals. The man holding her hand was about fifty years old with very short grey hair. I couldn't guess at her age.

They didn't stop to watch the video but went directly into the large dark room that later I would, forevermore, think of as the orgy room.

The crowd of single men understood what was happening better than I did. I saw half a dozen follow them through the archway. By the time I entered the room and my eyes adjusted again the woman and her companion were standing next to the round bed, kissing passionately and locked in an embrace. He cupped her large breasts. The crowd was growing. I looked around the room and saw that there were now about a dozen single men and the couple.

Several of the men crowded around them. Neither the man or woman resisted when men on each side touched her shoulders, her breasts and her jean clad legs. Their caresses were welcomed. I couldn't believe what I was seeing as the man backed away from her and sat down on the edge of the bed. His lips were quickly replaced and a new different set of lips that joined hers.

Her companion hurriedly undressed. He dropped his shoes, slacks and shirt to the floor then cut in on the person who was kissing her. He helped her take off her sweater revealing her large breasts capped with erect long and thick nipples. Then his hands went to the button on her jeans, her fly zipper was carefully pulled down. She had to lay down on the round bed for him to skin the tight jeans off her long legs. 

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I had thought of something like this for years. I had read about confident, sexually carefree women. Now here I was two feet from a beautiful naked woman I had never seen before. As her nude companion joined her on the round bed two of the men began to quickly disrobe also.

He laid on top of her and resumed his hot kisses. I saw several of the spectators tentatively reach out to steal a touch of her bare skin. Because neither stopped them their touches became more aggressive. Then, he began to slide down her tight, all-over tanned body. Her thighs parted for him. Then his head was between her legs, his mouth feasted at her pussy. She bit the back of her hand and tossed her head from side to side. She was unable to avoid the orgasm which overcame her sooner than I sensed she wanted it to. 

Three men, in addition to her companion, were now naked too. I noticed that each of them had two things in common: One, they were considerably overweight. Two, their cocks were bigger than average. One man was enthusiastically kissing her, another was sucking her right nipple. The third man was anxiously standing behind her companion waiting his turn stroking his thick circumcised cock. 

I noticed that a couple of the men who hadn't disrobed had, nonetheless, opened their flies and were also stoking their erections. 

I whispered to the man standing next to me, "who is she?"

"Damned if I know. I came in from the parking lot with them. I don't think the man with her is her husband but, from what I could tell by their conversation at the bar, they live together. Hot isn't she?"

By then her companion slipped from between her wet thighs. The man behind him quickly moved to take his place but was stopped by a single phrase. "Not without a rubber... sorry," said her companion as he shook his head.

The man who thought he would be next was disappointed because another man with a condom already sheathing his erect cock slipped between her legs. She reached between them and guided him home. As he entered her, she sighed... "Oh... ah... ummm... Oh, Oh."

Her companion moved to her head cradled her and began to whisper in her ear. I would have loved to hear what was said. Then the fucking of the two strangers intensified as she thrust up and he pounded down. Within few minutes he was finished and instantly replaced by the man who had been spurned for not being prepared. This time a thin layer of latex covered his swollen cock and would separate her warm, wet tissues from his blood-engorged shaft.

I stayed in the orgy room for an hour. I watched in fascination as she eagerly fucked six of the men. Nearly the total time that a cock was in her vagina, I noticed that one was also in her mouth and sometimes in one or both of her hands. I had never seen, or imagined, anything as erotic. 

The one thought that was always in my subconscious surfaced, stimulated by the scene before me. I became aware that in my mind I wasn't looking at this pretty strange woman but my own wife, Kim. God, how I wished I could watch her in the throes of passion. Her juices covering strange cocks. Her moans and sighs that announced her climaxes. I imagined that it was Kim that was desired by and who would willingly satisfy all of these men with raging hard ons.

When they finally stopped she asked, "can someone help me find my shoes?" I assumed the night was over. I left the orgy room and sat down on the sectional sofa in front of the television to collect me thoughts. What I saw on the screen paled in comparison with what I had just witnessed. I was surprised when the couple, now fully dressed, joined me on the sofa. I introduced myself.

"He said, nice to meet you Don. I'm Tony and she's Ellen."

"That was really something in there," I said.

"She does this for me," he explained. " She knows I love to watch." He noticed my wedding band and asked, "do you and your wife swing?"

"No, this is a first for me. I confess, I'm overwhelmed."

"You should give it a try," Tony encouraged with a big smile.

"I'd really like to but Kim, that's my wife, Isn't interested at all."

Ellen spoke for the first time. "Don, for us women it's very, very hard to let ourselves go. I mean, we've been taught that reallly good girls only fuck their husbands. Only really, really bad girls fuck men to whom they're not married." She took a drag from her cigarette before continuing. "However, I don't have any doubt at all that if Kim did give it a try, she would love it... I've never known one who didn't."

"Hey, you must be a mind reader. I've been telling her that for about three years. Sometimes I think she's interested, especially when we're making love. When it's over, she says it's just a fantasy and I'll have to be satisfied with that."

Tony asked, "are you local?"

"Oh no. We live in Indianapolis. I'm out here setting up for a convention."

"Well, bring Kim out here with you someday. Take her to see a sexy show. Maybe gamble a little. Lounge around a pool and then some night persuade her to come out here with you. I'll bet you'll be surprised," Ellen said knowingly as she snuggled up against Tony.

"I'll give it a try. I think I'm going to head back to the hotel. I've got an early flight tomorrow. It was great meeting you." We shook hands and I left them sitting on the sofa in front of the large screen TV. Somehow I got the impression that it was halftime for Ellen. Tonight's game wasn't over.

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The images of Ellen on the big round bed in the orgy room had been burned into my brain. On the long flight home they kept creeping into my consciousness even when I tried to push them aside and concentrate on my work. 

I found myself pondering seemingly unanswerable hypothetical questions: What could I do to get Kim to go to the Red Rooster? How could I get her to do what I saw Ellen do? If she did, how would I feel about it? How would she feel? Then, I gave myself a reality check. There was about as much chance of getting Kim to go to the Red Rooster and participate as there was teaching a pig how to fly, as the saying goes. 

Kim was waiting for me when I went through security. Even though we have been married for twenty years and known each other for twenty-three years, every time I see her she takes my breath away. Picture Heather Locklear with shorter hair and you have Kim. Five feet five inches, a hundred and ten pounds, dish-water blonde hair, big blue eyes. It all works together perfectly. Her figure would be great even if she hadn't given birth to three children. 

I must confess, as we walked to the short-term parking garage, I loved to watch guys try to be subtle as they checked her out. They always did. I found it amusing and exciting as men walking in the same direction we were walking slowed down so as not to pass her so they could leer at her ass for a moment longer. Sometimes I thought she was oblivious to their interest in her. Other times I was certain she knew and liked it.

In the car on the drive home she asked, "so what do we have to do before we leave on Sunday?"

I sensed an opportunity. "Why don't you go shopping tomorrow? Let's really have a ball while we're out there. We deserve it. Hell, Kim, you deserve it. A week without the kids in sin city."

She seemed to be thinking about what I had said. "What, exactly, do you have in mind?"

"Oh, let's splurge. Get a new swimsuit... one that you'd never dare wear here but would fit right in at the pool at the Bellagio. And, you could go to Victoria Secret's get some sexy things... a hot new dress for dancing." I let it sink in. At least it wasn't rejected. "At night we can hit a show or two, maybe spend a few dollars at the tables— neither of us gamble— and look for some hot nightlife."

"Okay! I think you're right." She said with enthusiasm. "After all It's been a long time since we've done anything. I can't remember a vacation without the kids. It'll be fun!" She exclaimed. "I'll go shopping in the morning but I'm not going to show you what I buy until we're in Las Vegas," she teased.

Friday and Saturday sped by at warp speed. Kim did go shopping while I spent half of the day at the office. Sunday morning we took the airport shuttle to the airport. 

Kim wasn't able to keep her promise of not showing me what she had bought during her shopping spree, at least not entirely. I did get to see one of the outfits she bought on Saturday, the one she was wearing. A little black top that left about an inch of skin at her midriff bare and the tops of her breasts showing. When she reached or bent over the inch of revealed skin at her waist became several inches. I loved it! I guess the white pants were hip-hugger clam-diggers or something like that. I felt like a dirty old man as I looked for her panty line and didn't see one. Her feet were as bare as could be. Two tiny straps held the white high heels to her pretty feet. The crimson toe nails were sexy. I couldn't have been more surprised. I never imagined her dressed like this in public. Several guys who saw her would have to visit their chiropractors for whip-lash neck adjustments.

She seemed to enjoy the long flight even though in the past she hadn't been very fond of flying. I loved my new bride. She acted and looked half her age. 

She was as excited as a kid at Christmas as we walked through the busy airport with bright advertising and the sound of clinking slot machines. This was her first trip to Las Vegas. I was worried about her reaction but I shouldn't have been, she loved it. When she saw the hotels on the strip, her eyes were bright with excitement. She couldn't believe the incredible Bellagio. Our room on the fifth floor was beautiful and overlooked the pool. I couldn't remember when she had been so excited and having so much fun. 

I spent the rest of day at the convention. While I was gone, Kim lounged at the pool and worked on her tan.

That night we ate at the Bellagio buffet. She couldn't have been more beautiful. She was wearing a little nothing of a dress that hit her at mid thigh. The material caressed her flesh that was glowing from her time at the pool. I didn't watch her dress but it was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. I don't remember her ever going without one before. Another first.

As I watched her walk back to our table with her desert I couldn't help but wonder what the guys at the Red Rooster would think of her. "My God, Kim, you're giving me a hard on I whispered across the table."

"Good." While she was trying to be bold, I saw that she was blushing and still the housewife from the Midwest who was visiting sin city for the first time.

I hadn't told her but, taking Ellen's advice, I had made reservations for us to see La Femme at the MGM Grand. I had been told that it was the hottest show in town and the same show as the one at the Crazy Horse in Paris. Again, I wasn't sure what her reaction to the nude dancers would be.

At first I think she was shocked. By the end of the show she seemed more comfortable. That night, our love making set records, at least for me. I can't remember ever being hotter, even when we were first married. Everything was perfect. Our room, the food at the best buffet in the world, the sexy dancers but mostly it was her, my wife, my love. And, I confessed, what I envisioned.

The next several days were more of the same. Kim at the pool, me at the convention, nights together. Wednesday night as we held each others naked body I broached the subject, for the first time on this trip but the thousandth time since these rauchy thoughts had first entered my mind years ago. 

"Kim, this has been a terrific trip for me."

"Oh, me too honey. Thanks for bringing me."

"I was thinking." Well, I thought, here goes, it's now or never. "What would you think about tomorrow doing something kind of naughty?"

"What do you call La Femme, The Tease and Jubilee?"

"What I have in mind won't come as a surprise to you. Umm... I found out that there's a swinger's club here."

"Oh no Don. Not that again. Haven't we had a great time? Don't I make you happy?" She didn't wait for, I don't think she even expected an answer from me. "I can't bear the thought of you with another woman. You know that. We've gone over this so many times. Don't spoil our trip." She desperate for me to understand her position.

I couldn't talk. I thought the new clothes, the shows, how comfortable she was in the tiny bikini that she would never have considered wearing before, might have softened her to the idea. Obviously I was wrong again.




Our First Time At The Red Rooster



You can't be married to someone for twenty years without knowing them, maybe almost as well as they know themselves. Well, Kim knew I was very, very disappointed.

"Look honey, I'm sorry I just can't bear the thought of you ogling some other woman. Those place aren't for people like us. Can't you understand?"

I couldn't cover up my disappointment and didn't try very hard. "I don't want to look at other women or make love to them. I've told you that before. I just thought it might be fun to go to one of those clubs. Nobody would know us. We don't have to do anything. Never mind... just forget it."

For the first night on this trip we slept back to back. I slipped out early the next morning while Kim was sleeping. When I returned several hours later, neither of us said anything about our conversation— not really an argument— last night. Kim acted as if nothing had happened. We had a wonderful dinner at the Venetian and splurged on a gondola ride. Her head was on my shoulder and the gondolier was singing when she whispered in my ear, "What should I wear to the swinger's club?"

I couldn't believe my ears. I pulled away, looked at her, put my hands on her bare shoulders and asked, "are you serious?" "Honey, like you said, we don't have to do anything. I've been thinking about it all day. I mean I know how much you want this... how much going to a place like that means to you. Let's go tonight and see what happens. Again, what do you want me to wear?"

"How about the outfit you wore our first night here?"

An hour later we were driving to the Red Rooster. A week ago I was excited about the unknown. This time I was so nervous I could hardly breathe. 

This time I paid for a couple while Kim waited in the car. Chris didn't acknowledge that she had ever seen me before. Maybe she was discreet, maybe I didn't impress her. Who knows? 

At the bar Kim checked her purse while I got us two sodas. The place seemed even busier this night. I felt guilty because I hadn't told her that this wasn't the first time I had been here. I should have but I didn't. I sure hoped that I wouldn't run into Ellen and Tony. 

I took her hand which was clammy and pretended to discover the vast club with her for the first time. This time, however, I could go upstairs which is where we started. At the top of the large landing were several tables. On two sides of the balcony were several alcoves. In one a naked couple was fucking. Kim gasped when she saw them and looked away. I don't think because she was embarrassed but because she believed this was something that was to be intensely private. Never mind that the couple obviously wanted people to see them and probably even join them.

We weren't upstairs long. Downstairs, many of the tables were occupied in the main room. Pool was being played by four couples with several other couples watching the players. Unlike the last time I was here, all of the doors behind the locker area were open. 

Across the main room and down the other hallway we saw that half of the doors were closed. I thought I heard the sounds of love making. Kim seemed to grip my hand even tighter as I'm sure she also heard the erotic sounds. 

I could swear that the video was the same one I saw the week before. Three fidgety single men were sitting on the sofa watching it. When we walked into the orgy room, the men on the sofa jumped up and followed us.

Kim said, "I have a pretty good idea what this is all about." When she saw the men, she frowned. 

Time to rescue her I thought. "Let's take our drinks to a table."

The table against the glass wall, covered with condensation, that separated the main room from the pool afforded us the perfect view of nearly everything that was happening on the ground floor.

"Well, what do you think?" I wondered out loud.

"I don't know. Nothing really seems to be going on except for that heavy couple upstairs and I guess what's happening behind the closed doors."

I glanced at my watch and said, "It's only 10:00, I think it may be a little early. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

During the next half hour we glanced around the room and tried to guess which couples were married, I mean married to each other, and which weren't. An Hispanic couple approached us and asked if they could sit down. I looked at Kim but couldn't read her. 

"We're Maria and Jose. This your first time here?" Jose asked.

"We're Kim and Don." All four of us shook hands. "Yes, this is our first time."

"We come here every week," he said.

It soon became obvious that Maria couldn't speak a word of English. I guessed that they were twenty-five, certainly less than thirty years old. We learned that they had been coming here for six months. They expected their Mexican friends to arrive soon. They also explained that Fridays and Saturdays were the busiest because on those nights there was a live band. 

A few minutes later their friends arrived and, after introducing them to us, they left to sit with them at a different table. When they were out of earshot, Kim said, "do you think they wanted to... you know... do you think they wanted to be with us?"

"I'm sure they were interested. Why, were you interested in him?" 

I was bowled over when she said, "oh not really."

I couldn't believe what I had heard. Jose had a goatee, tatoos on his arms and an earing. I mean I was shocked. I couldn't imagine that she found him attractive in the least. But I sensed she was disappointed that our conversation was one that we could have in church. Could it be that Ellen was right when she told me a week ago that if I ever got my wife to come here I would "be surprised." I was surprised.

I noticed that couples were leaving their tables and going upstairs or to one of the bedroom areas. I also noticed that one or two of braver single men joined certain couples at their tables, chatted for a few minutes and then the couple and the man would disappear. I watched the entrance to bedroom areas and saw that the average stay was about fifteen minutes. 

"Want to go upstairs again?" I asked.

"Sure." Without hesitating, this time, she led the way.

Three of the alcoves were occupied. One with a single couple and two with two couples. Three or four other couples were sitting at the tables watching.

A pretty black woman was being fucked by a tall blond man. A red head white woman was being screwed blind by a big black guy. You didn't have to be a rocket scientist to understand that these weren't two interracial couples but two couples who had swapped partners.

I noticed that Kim was becoming aroused at what she was watching. She was squeezing my hand and nervously twisting a strand of hair.

"Are you okay?"

"Let's go back to the hotel," she said breathlessly.

"Does this make you uncomfortable?"

"It makes me horny," she admitted.

I stood up, took her hand and said, "come with me." She may have thought we were leaving but that sure wasn't what I had in mind.

One of the bedrooms was unoccupied. I closed the door behind us and locked it before taking her into my arms. She melted and our wet lips touched. Our tongues danced together as they had countless times before. I pushed her to the edge of the bed broke our kiss as she laid down. I kneeled on the floor between her legs.

I began by kissing her knees and worked my way up. The short skirt was already high on her thighs. Her inner thighs were warm against my lips. Then I hit my target, a bullseye. I couldn't have been more surprised. She wasn't wearing a thong, as I had assumed, just the fragrance of her perfume. She wiggled against my face. My tongue bathed her bare lips which she had shaved to accommodate her new tiny bikini. When the tip of my tongue came in contact with her clit, she had her first orgasm. When I took the blood engorged nub between my lips and sucked on it she had another. Then I lapped at the pussy that was mine. Ever so slowly I licked and probed. I went lower to her asshole. Buried my tongue as deep as possible and repeated my journey north again leaving a wet trail of saliva. I knew what would come next.

"Oh baby... oh baby, put it in... honey help me... I'm so hot... I need it so bad."

I stopped licking and sucking and probing. I held her then kissed her. My lips were wet with her juices. Usually, she turns her head when I try to kiss her immediately after eating her. This time she didn't. She returned my kisses with ardor.

After a few minutes of holding and kissing she broke and said, "let's go back to the hotel baby."

"Don't you like this place?"

"I do like it...it's just that I really want to let loose. I mean, all these people fucking all around us..."

I had never heard her say that word before. She wasn't a prude she just didn't use that word. Maybe I was crazy but I thought that the time might be right. "Come with me," I said.

"Wait a minute can you go get my purse so I can straighten up."

She went to the bathroom at the end of the hall while I got her purse. I waited for her. While I was waiting, I wondered what would happen in the next few minutes. I noticed that many of the single men were intently watching me. Was it my imagination or had the pacing been concentrated in an area not too far from where I was standing?

When she came out, I saw that she had brushed her blonde hair, touched up her make up and applied a fresh coat of lipstick. As she handed me her purse I saw that her hand was shaking but her eyes were smoldering. "Wait here, I'll take your purse back and get us a couple of drinks."

It wasn't my imagination. The single men were narrowing the circle like a pack of wolves. I noticed that Kim seemed to have a difficult time breathing as I handed her the cold drink. After she took a sip, I took her hand again. Not a word was spoken as we slowly walked toward the television area. We didn't stop to watch the video, we walked past the video area and entered the empty orgy room. 

I took her in my arms just as Tony had taken Ellen a week earlier. Our lips touched. Her lips were so hot they nearly seared mine. She couldn't possible know what had happened last week on the big round bed we were standing next to but I couldn't help but remember every detail. When we broke our kiss, I took her drink and set the glasses on the floor. I saw that the wolf pack was sensitive. Not one of its members had entered the room yet. They were standing at its entrance patiently waiting.

This time when our lips touched my hands roamed. First over her bare shoulders, then down to her bare back, finally cupping her firm ass through the flimsy cloth of her dress. 

"Oh... oh Don... oh baby..." She panted gasping for a breath of air between our kisses.

Then my hands were touching her breasts. Through the cloth it was easy to find her turgid nipples. I rolled each one between my finger and thumb. It had the desired effect.

"Oh shit... oh fuck..."

It was now or never. My hands went south to the hem of her short dress. I didn't know what to expect as I raised it a few inches. It was so short there weren't many inches left. No resistance from her. Then it was at her waist. Her pussy was bare. The wolf pack could probably smell her in heat. Then, the tiny dress was above her breasts. I could never have anticipated her raising her arms but without prompting she did to help me take it off. I dropped her dress nearly on the same spot that Tony had dropped Ellen's sweater and jeans. 

My roving hand found its way to the juncture between her legs. She moved her legs apart to make it easier for me. She was soaking. She pulled my shirt out of my pants and begin to unbutton it. She seemed almost frantic as she reached for my belt buckle. Then we were both naked. 

I wasn't surprised to hear the rustle of clothing behind me. 

"Oh my God!... they're... they're getting naked too... oh darling, I'm so scared."

"It's okay baby," I tried to comfort her.

Then, I mimicked Tony's moves from last week. I didn't want either of us to think too much. This was a night for feelings. As Kim laid back on the bed, I scooted between her widespread thighs just as Tony had a week before. My lips were exactly where they had been in the other room doing exactly what they had been doing there. The difference was that then we were behind closed doors.

I felt a movement on the round bed. lifted my eyes and gazed over the top of her pubic bone, through the sparse, trimmed pubic hair to see what was happening above. A black man was kissing her. She was enthusiastically participating and holding on to his head with one hand as if to make sure he didn't escape. Her other hand was holding the back of my head pulling me into her crotch. 

The black man who was kissing was joined by another man who began to suck her perky nipple. As she thrust against my mouth, I could sense that she was coming non stop. What would have been cries of passion were muffled by the black lips that were glued to hers. Ummmmm... ah... oh... occasionally slipped by when he gasped for a much needed breath of air.

Behind me I felt the hairy leg of someone nudging me. This was the moment. Would I stand up and relinquish my treasured spot, turn it over to a stranger? I would and I did. Another black man was between her legs in a flash. 

I wasn't as diligent as Tony had been the week before. I didn't check to see if he wore a condom. By the time I thought about it, it was too late. He was in her. She broke the kiss as she welcomed this stranger's black cock. The hand holding the head and the other that had been holding mine grasped each grasped a check of the ass of the man fucking her.

"Oh... that feels soooo good... oh, oh... ah... easy... ummmmmm!" 

I stood back to watch. I counted a ten men in the room with us and others watching from the entry to the room. Half of the men in the room with us were now naked. Like last week, those who weren't working on her pussy, breasts or mouth were stroking themselves. I knew that the black man couldn't last long. Kim was matching him stroke for stroke. What others, except for the black man, couldn't know was what she could do with her vagina, what she was surely doing with the talented sheath. I knew that it was soaking wet, hot and pulsing. 

I was right. He didn't last long. When he pulled out, I was shocked for two reasons. First, he was enormous. I didn't see how she could possibly have accommodated him but she did without much difficulty. Not only was he unusually long he was incredibly thick. The second reason I was shocked was because he wasn't wearing a condom. His black cock skin was coated with their mixed juices. I wasn't worried about Kim getting pregnant but I was concerned about disease.

I was relieved to see that the man who took his place was wearing a rubber.

As hot as Ellen had been last week, her performance didn't compare with what Kim was doing with the wolf pack. After the third man came, she asked for a glass of water. Magically one instantly appeared. Then she said she had to go to the bathroom. I couldn't have been more surprised when she stood up and walked totally naked past the television area, into the main room to the nearest bathroom.

"Who is she man?" An older man asked me.

"She's my wife." I answered honestly.

"My God! I wish she was my wife." He said with envy.

I expected her tell me it was time for us to leave when she returned from the bathroom. She didn't. For her it really was halftime. On second thought maybe just the end of the first quarter. She was amazing. I'm sure that many men were spoiled for life. I felt sorry for their wives and girlfriends who would inevitably be compared with the gorgeous woman they had been with at the Red Rooster.

That night all of my fantasies were realized. Hell, I might as well admit it, I couldn't have begun to fantasize about what I saw.

We left at 2:30 in the morning. Kim was flushed when we walked to the car. Her steps were unsteady. I must tell you I was surprised during the drive back to the hotel when she asked, "can we come back tomorrow?"

I couldn't help but wonder if maybe I could teach pigs to fly.

To be continued...



Our First Time at Their Place



So picture this...the scene: we're at the neighbours for a bbq at their place as they invited us over. We bring lots of beer for the afternoon and also daiquiri ingredients for the night time.

They are really cool people - funny and both look great. We are dressed in bikinis and you guys have just your shorts on...I can't stop looking at her tits that are showing thru her bikini...and neither can you! They are a very sexy couple but down to earth and easy going - much like us.

Anyway, its dark now and a bit chilly - they say why don't we start up the spa? So he does that while you make another round of daiquiris.. we've had two jugs between us and feeling great! When you come back from the kitchen you see me and her sitting pretty close with our heads together whispering and giggling about something...you say something which makes us sit up a bit and pretend we weren't doing anything naughty. The other guy comes back and says the spa is ready...so we all hop in (the guy goes in naked 'cause he doesn't care - so you do the same) We keep our bikinis on however... So daiquiris in the spa all round and then you ask what we were talking about before. I look at her and she looks at me and he says - oh probably discussing the correct technique for sucking cock and who can do it for the longest. Am I right? So she says, yeah and we all know that I would win. And so I say, no I don't think so I am sure I can do it better cos my man says I'm the best.

So now we have an issue that needs resolving. You guys reckon we are both so good but you won't know till you try us. So you both stand up with huge boners and she says well you suck him and I'll suck L and we'll see who says who is the best then!

So I look at you and laugh and you look at me and then at her coming towards you - oh my god it's for real! They really mean it! Ok - so with a mouthful of daiquiri I take his cock in my mouth and swirl it around. I see she is going for glory on you and you look at me and smile and watch me lick around his head and play with his balls...he likes the sensation of ice on his cock and then my warm mouth...after a while and with lots of praise from the guys I feel a tug on my bikini top and it comes undone and falls off...so I stop and look down and there are small woman hands on my tits! Her guy says oh yeah and you come closer to see her kissing my neck and fondling my breasts...I turn around and face her and then she kisses me and I can see you wanking and getting excited and...

I close my eyes enjoying the sensation of a woman's mouth on mine...it feels like a hungry kiss but soft. Suddenly from behind I feel hands on my waist moving down towards my inner thighs. I open my eyes, startled, and see both him and her (he is taking off her bikini top saying it's not fair that you should have all the fun) so I know it's your hands stroking my legs and delving between them to press on my pussy through my bikini. I can feel your hard cock against my back. I involuntary whimper with the sensation and can feel desire making me all weak. She stops kissing me and says I've been wanting to kiss you all night in a husky voice. I open my eyes again and he is behind her too and is cupping her tits in his hands and pulling her to him. He says I think we should carry this on inside and get out of the pool cos that's the rule...no mess in the pool!

So we all hop out and I'm trying to cover myself up with my arms (although she doesn't bother) and she says to me come on, I'll show you where the bathroom is so you can have a shower and get dry. I glance at you and you say I'll follow you later.

She leads me into a huge bathroom with plenty of white towels and shows me where everything is. She then looks at me and says I don't know why you hide your body - it's beautiful , and she pulls my arm down exposing my breast which she then starts to lick and suck on. I gasp and throw my head back not believing what is happening. She starts to kneel down and is kissing my tits and my tummy and starts to explore further south. Oh my god I gasp this feels fantastic. She murmurs something but isn't going to stop. I soon feel her mouth on my smooth pussy ad she is licking all around my lips and teasing my clit by getting close but not touching it. I open my eyes as I hear the door creak and I see you standing in the door with your hand on your rigid cock slowly wanking at the sight. I smile shakily as its getting too much and she is pushing my legs wider open now. Her hands are touching me, her fingers are starting to open me up and her tongue is now licking my clit full on! I sink to the floor - my legs are too weak to stay standing...she pushes me onto some towels that are on the floor and I lie back looking up at you as she sees you and says what a sight huh? You say yeah are you going to let her taste you too? When she hears you say that she swings around so she is over my face and is now in a 69 with her legs spread in front of me. I can't believe it...I'm looking up and seeing her cute shaved pussy glistening in front of my eyes. I can see she is turned on by what she is doing to me and I groan and run my hands up her thighs to her ass and start to pull her down to my mouth. You are kneeling in front of her ass, in front of my head as you watch my lick and suck her cunt and then I feel the head of your gorgeous cock starting to rub against my cheek - letting me know you are there and wanting some action too. I stop sucking for a moment and use my fingers to probe her and rub her and then I take your cock and give it a little suck before I bring it closer to her cunt,. I start to rub your cock along her clit and up towards her cunt and it runs over it teasing both you and her. You can't hold back for much longer as your hips are starting to thrust at her so I put you in and you slide in so good from me eating her and you let out a moan that sends shivers down my spine. She feels you and grunts into my pussy and she likes it. I'm watching you from underneath glide in and out faster and faster and she is doing the same with me - god this is erotic I whisper - you suddenly pull out and start wanking on my face and I know you are going to come and I want you in my mouth and you want the same and before I know it you have the head of your cock on my lips and have started to shoot your hot cum down my throat...

I swallow you cum and you sit back and watch me go back to licking her pussy - she loves it and stops licking me to push down harder on my face. I am spreading her cheeks wider and have licked tentatively towards her ass which she says oh yeah do it do it. With that encouragement I start to concentrate more on her little asshole, rubbing in circles with my wet fingers from her pussy. She moans for me to go in so I start to lick her more, rimming her hole with my hard tongue. This sends her into a frenzy and she starts to really sit on my face. I stop and gasp for breath and use my fingers instead. I can see you sitting back, starting to get hard again and slowly stroking you cock. Then I see him walk in the bathroom and he says what, you started without me? And he has a hard on at the sight of me playing with her pussy and ass. Her ass is so wet now and she has it in the air.. wanting to be fucked. 

He comes closer and I realise he is going to fuck her in the ass! I don't know what to do or where to go as I'm pinned underneath so I lie there as he takes over and plunges a finger deep in her ass. I start to lick her pussy again as he move closer and I can see his cock getting nearer. You have moved to the other end and are now kneeling in front of her. watching her ravish my pussy. She looks up and sees you and moans that she wants your cock in her mouth at the same time. You say ok and feed it to her while she stills plays with my pussy with her free hand. He has now pushed his cock into her ass and is slowly starting to get speed up. I can see his balls and I touch them, squeezing them gently, rolling them around in my hand. He says to her, suck him babe while I fuck your ass. You are staring at her and feeling her hot mouth suck at your cock urgently as he is thrusting into her from behind. She takes you so deep cos he is pushing her onto your cock. He says I'm gonna cum babe, I'm gonna cum all over you! And he pulls out and starts to pump his cum on her back. She jerks a bit and clamps her mouth on your cock as she suddenly explodes too and I feel a whole lot of wetness on my face as she cums as well. Exhausted she lets you go and slides to the side to rest. You see me and still with a hard on you lean over and kiss me.

Exhausted she lets you go and slides to the side to rest. You see me and still with a hard on you lean over and kiss me on the mouth, tasting her pussy juice on my lips.

I put my arms around your neck and kiss you more passionately not letting you go. My legs are still wide open and so wet from her mouth and from what has just happened. I can feel your hard cock on my tummy and I arch my back up so it's pushes into your cock and rubs it a little.

You are kissing me hungrily, licking my chin where she came, tasting everything. I'm kissing you back - can't get enough of you and I wrap my legs around your back and pull you closer to my aching dripping pussy. I feel your cock sliding down past my clit which feels electric at your touch. You tease me by rubbing your cock up and down over my clit making me groan in anticipation. Then you suddenly push your cock in and thrust deep inside me - I can't believe how deep that is! it almost feels like you are in my ass. I'm thrusting my hips up to meet your cock as you plunge into me, again and again and again. You feel incredible inside me, filling me up - everything is tingling but so hot and wet and swollen I can feel everything...I don't want this to stop , I'm loving it so much. Then I feel your hot wet mouth on my nipple, sucking and biting gently on the erect bud, sending me over into the black abyss of ecstasy that has no end as you continue to fuck me. I'm groaning so loud now wanting you to fuck me hard wanting you to bite me wanting you to do anything and everything to me. You knead my breasts and squeeze both my nipples between your fingertips and I'm gasping yeah oh yeah fuck me babe fuck me I want your cum! But you aren't finished with me yet...

Ahhhhh...But you aren't finished with me yet...

As you fuck me you start to use your thumb on my clit...rubbing gently to start with in small circles and as I cry out for more to go harder and I have my hips up and rigid for you to do it. You press your thumb down and rub my clit in bigger circles making me so horny and bringing me even closer to the end. I tell you not to stop keep going oh my god fuck me I can feel you on my g...then there's a big intense rush inside me as I feel the brink and I tumble over it, falling. You can feel me get even wetter if that's possible and start to spasm around your thrusting hard cock as I orgasm again and again - each spasm feeling as good as the first and I can't take your thumb any longer - too sensitive. The feeling of me coming around your cock gets too much and you pull out and with a few wanks you have unloaded onto my smooth cum-slippery pussy, doubling over with the intensity of the orgasm, pumping every little last bit out, breathless as you sit back. It s not till then that we notice the other two have been watching the whole thing and she has her mouth on his cock giving him a blowjob while we fucked.

He says that was so hot to watch guys, our turn now to give you a show...she gets up winks at us and wipes her mouth. She is standing above his hard cock and begins to kneel down. Her pussy is still swollen and red and gives us a good view of her sitting on his cock. She leans over and kisses him and starts to ride him, slow to start with then faster. Wait wait she says - can I do my favourite position for them? He nods eagerly as he like it too. She then swivels around on his cock so she is facing us and while you hold me in your arms she looks at us and opens her mouth to moan as this is pressing on her gspot. She closes her eyes as her hands are on her tits, pushing them together and digging her fingers into the warm soft flesh. She's holding them, massaging them as she rocks on his cock, squeezing each nipple separately and moaning for him to fuck her. His hands are on her hips helping her to rise and fall on his hard cock Her hand grabs at her pussy and her engorged clit protruding as she is spread wide and he is moving faster and harder with her. Her fingers are now on her clit, rubbing, stroking moving faster with the motion of him fucking her. I can feel your breath on my neck as we watch fascinated...I want to suck on those gorgeous tits and hold them and kiss them as they bounce wildly with their lovemaking, but don't want to interrupt.

She gasps yes yes oh fuck me I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum again and she rubs her clit and pants for breath as her body quivers with orgasmic motions and he is gasping too as he sits up and pushes her forward so he can take her from behind - hard and fast. She is on all fours panting, dripping with sweat and looks at us mesmerized at them fucking. She grins and blows us both a kiss and looks down past her tits and we can see his balls slapping against her cheeks as he thumps into her and says oh god I'm fucking you hard and I'm going to cum too ahhh. Are you watching can you see he says to no one in particular as we are watching avidly and she has turned her head so she can see him cum. He pulls out and cums on her ass and on her back, shoots his load everywhere. She says wow baby was that good? He grins and says the best babes...

Well guys you say that was an incredible time...might have a shower now though! She says good idea since that's why we are in the bathroom anyway...why don't we all jump in?

So we all stand in the spacious shower cubicle that has two shower heads on it and we are at one head and they have the other. We soap each other and wash away all the fun we just had, but not the memories...

Wrapped up in warm fluffy towels we head to their lounge and she makes coffees and nibbles and we sit around chatting and talking about what just happened and saying that we must do this again sometime but maybe around at ours...?



Our First Time at Wife-Sharing



This is my first contribution to Erotic Literature, and being an avid visitor to this site I thought I make a contribution. My story is 100% true and details how we first 'opened up' the door of our marriage. We married in 1979 and we were both then in our early twenties. One of my fantasies was to see her with another man and over the years I introduced her to this idea, and although a feature to our lovemaking, it remained very much a thought in our minds. 

I'll fast forward things to 1996 and when my wife and now a mother of two boys in their teens was then aged 37 and bordering on maturity. She still looked, tasted and felt every inch the beautiful woman I'd married several years ago. 

It was near Christmas at a neighbor's party that together with another lady neighbor both women did a slow strip-tease to music as the evening drew to a close. It certainly raised the roof as quite a few men were absolutely transfixed as both women stripped down to just their bras, panties and hose. On the surface it seemed an innocent bit of fun, but later on in bed that night as we made love my wife commented on how much it must have turned me on as I was as hard as rock inside her pussy. I certainly had one the most powerful climax in years. 

In the audience that night was our trusted old neighbor Tom. He was a really lovely guy whose wife had died five years previously leaving him on his own at 60 years old. Tom retired from teaching early and was a real example of how to keep fit and healthy. He was a frequent visitor to our house and took Sunday lunch with us many times. He helped my boys out with their studies and was a real star, even once when I crashed me car and he let me borrow his to get about. 

I had never suspected any sexual chemistry existed between my wife and Tom until we went over to his house after Christmas to enjoy a meal he'd prepared as a thank you for looking after his property whilst he was away over the holiday period. The kids were staying over with some friends so we could both enjoy a drink without the need to worry about any parental responsibilities or driving home too. 

Both before and during the meal we all drank a few glasses of red wine, and I could see my wife as getting merrier after each sip. Afterwards, we all sat down in Tom's lounge and that's when it happened.! 

Without any warning my wife told Tom to put on some music [I think it was Frank Sinatra] and there in the middle of his lounge she started unzipping her dress and wriggling out of it whilst Tom looked on intently. It was an incredible surreal moment watching her slowly and in a very provocative style sway her hips around in just her petticoat slip and underwear. Facing Tom she lifted up the hem of her slip and exposed her nylon stockings and suspenders. The poor guy must have nearly had heart failure. If I thought it was going to end there I was wrong. 

After a few more sexy slow motions of her hips and hands now over boobs she slipped off the shoulder straps and was now about to take off her bra and panties leaving her in just her lacy black and red suspender belt and stockings. 

There was absolutely no eye contact between her and I, and I felt that my presence was just ignored but I didn't care.

I still get horny now thinking about what happened next, but she sat down on the arm of his armchair and slowly kissed his lips letting her breasts dangle freely as he reached up and cupped them in his hands. After a few minutes of prolonged French style kissing his hand had now wandered down towards the region of her thighs and inch by inch he worked himself up in-between her thighs.

Only guys who have experienced this first hand may understand, but I felt completely powerless, distant yet only 8 feet away, and very very aroused but yet totally shocked and confused. 

I could tell that she was starting to get horny very quickly and after whispering in his ear, they both got up and walked over towards his bedroom on the ground floor. They left the door ajar as they disappeared holding each other's hands. My legs like lead I endeavored to walk over to the door. Looking inside like some trespasser, my wife had now taken up position on his bed on her back with her stocking thighs spread wide and open under the gaze of Tom who was quickly relieving himself of his clothes. Tom was a sturdy guy, short in height [smaller than my wife], but very muscular owing to his sporting prowess's. 

There was a bedside lamp on and I could see clearly as Tom released his underpants his penis was like a spear jutting hard and up towards the ceiling as he climbed on the bed. He was circumcised too and the helmet of his cock looked huge. [My wife later admitted it was very arousing as it was pushed inside her] In total silence, he sought his position on top of her in missionary and after a bit more fidgeting about he slid his length up inside her as she let out cry of appreciation. Then in slow rhythm he started to thrust himself into her as she held him tightly with her heels firmly around the lower regions of his back. It was all so unbelievable watching my lovely wife of then 37 after so many years together being fucked by another man in my full view!

Time stood still I suspect, but I could hear Tom's hoarse grunting voice growing stronger as he started thrusting faster and I sensed he was close to releasing his seed inside her pussy. Then it just happened. Both of them lost in total abandonment of anything or anyone around them as I heard my wife crying out in joy as he finished himself off deep inside her. 

They lay together for a while as I took my leave and returned to the lounge taking another drink and standing around in shock. A few minutes later my wife surfaced, collected her clothing off the floor and disappeared into the toilet. Tom followed out in his dressing down and we just looked at each other. It was weird stuff. He walked over towards me and shaking my hand and thanking me so much for being such a 'great sport'. 

Then my wife now restored in her clothes emerged from the bathroom. Kissing him goodbye we left and walked out into the cool midnight air. 

Slowly, as we walked the relatively short distance home and too the sound of her wife's high heels scrapping against the pavement, I shall never forget those immortal words she said. 'You know what', she said, 'I never had to fake it with him, he was as hard as iron up inside me, and at his age too'. I was so glad she was still on the pill. 

Needless to say that no sooner had the door of our front door opened my wife took a second helping of cock within the space of 30 minutes as I fucked her so hard on the stairs, my knees were burnt from the carpet afterwards!.



Our First Time Being Swingers



My wife and I are your typical middle class family. We are in our upper forties and had been married for almost twenty years. Our sex life over the years had been nothing more than fantastic. I think both of us were quite happy with it until the past year. We had been together for a total of twenty five years, and we had gotten to a point in our relationship where every day had become the same old thing. It carried over into our sex life and we were lucky to make love once or twice a month. We needed something desperately to get the passion back that we once had.

It wasn't until I sat down one day with Gary that things began to change. Gary and I had been working together for more than twenty years and are extremely close to one another. Gary is different and a bit out there at times, but that is what I like about him. He has a crazy side to him that I wish I could explore. There is nothing out there that scares him, and he had been married to the same woman for more than twenty five years. 

Gary told me a few years back that he and his wife had become swingers. I certainly wasn't surprised by his admission, but it still surprised me to a point. His wife is so quiet and shy, while Gary is the complete opposite. He said they enjoy the company of others, and at that time ask if my wife and I wanted to add some excitement to our lives.

I told him that swinging wasn't part of our lifestyle, but I wanted him to keep me apprised on how it goes. This brings us to a few months ago. Gary and I had been out to lunch one afternoon when I brought up how my wife and I had seemed to stop communicating with one another. I told him that there never seems to be enough time to just sit and talk. I also brought up that our sex life had suffered and that we had lost that passion we once had in the bedroom.

Gary told me that all couples go through that stage and that we needed to find a way to bring excitement back into our lives. If we don't do something it will only get worse, and possibly lead to other things like cheating and worse of all divorce. I certainly didn't want to divorce my wife of almost twenty years, and I still loved her with all of my heart.

Gary then brought up how his sex life is better today than any other time in his life. He said after him and his wife had become swingers, there whole lookout on life had changed dramatically. He said they are closer with one another today than any other time in their lives. He told me I should think about attending one of their events.

I walked away that day confused and thinking that maybe Gary was right. We needed that something extra in our lives, and swinging could be it. I knew it wasn't for everybody, but in our case maybe it would help.

A month later things between my wife and I had gotten no better. We were barely having sex anymore and I was becoming more desperate. I pulled Gary aside one day and asked, "I am serious thinking about what you had to say."

"That's great! We got an event coming up in just a few weeks. There is always room for more and matter of fact they want more to attend. Why don't you and your wife come? You aren't forced to participate and you be amazed how great the people are. This would give the both of you an understanding about what swinging is all about."

"I don't know Gary!" I replied back.

"Come on! Give it one try and see if I am right. If it isn't for the both of you then you can move onto trying something else. You got nothing to lose and I think you will be quite surprised." 

"Let me think about it!" I said back.

A few weeks later I sat down with my wife and we talked about how we needed to get the passion back between us. I told her how Gary had invited us to one of his swinging events. My wife knew Gary and his wife had been swingers for a while now, and I thought she would say no right away. She sat there for a good minute thinking and then said, "What do you think?"

I couldn't believe my wife didn't rule it out right off the bat and I replied back, "We need to try something, and it wouldn't hurt to at least go and see what it is all about. We don't have to participate if we don't want to."

The next day at work I pulled Gary aside and asked, "When is that next swinging event?" 

"It is this coming up this weekend! Are you in?" Gary asked back excitedly.

"Yeah we are in, but you need to keep this to ourselves. I don't want anyone around the office to know."

"You can trust me!" Gary replied back.

For the rest of the work week I felt a bit of that old feeling come back. The excitement of doing something that most people would think is taboo had my cock hard most of the week. The excitement grew with each passing day and before I knew it the weekend had come upon us. 

Gary had given me instructions on how to get there and said we could stay the night if we liked. It was about an hour away and it would give us both the time to just reconnect with one another. He had told me that the organizers of this event where really great people, and that they had been running this chapter for the past five years. They hold several of these events at their own personal home. He also told me that there was plenty of things to do, including swimming and hiking. My wife loves to swim and she hadn't had the opportunity to swim in ages.

We arrived that Saturday afternoon and were greeted warmly by Ted and Carol. They were just as Gary advertised and they welcome us in. We had arrived a bit early and only a few others had gotten there before us. They showed us around their lovely house that sat on fifty acres. The pool and hot tub area was spectacular and woods surrounded the house on all four sides. It felt like a vacation hot spot and my wife and I felt extremely comfortable being there.

My wife loved their big pool and couldn't wait to swim. She had just changed into her swimsuit when Gary and his wife Lynn walked in. Gary always had a thing for my wife and I noticed his eyes checking her out in great detail, while she stood before him in her sexy two piece suit. Gary had been a breasts man for a long time and he could hardly not noticed my wife's gorgeous tits as they beamed through her lovely suit.

My wife is still a very sexy woman for her age and from glancing around she was in my opinion the hottest woman there. Her breasts are good size and are still very firm, while her ass is perfectly curved. I could see why most of the men that day including Gary wanted the chance to be with her.

My wife headed out to the pool a few minutes later. Gary's wife began to chat with someone else she knew and Gary and I decided to head outside. It wasn't more than a few minutes later when I noticed a very young man glancing at my wife by the side of the pool.

"Gary, who is that young man?"

"Oh that is Ted and Carol's nineteen year old son Chris."

"Nineteen? He looks younger than that? Is he always at these events?" I asked.

"He had been at the last few events and let me tell you every woman here wants him. He has a huge cock and there is nothing like an older milf getting the chance to take on a young man like him. At the last event two months ago, Chris fucked this one wife so hard in front of all of us. My cock still gets extremely hard today just thinking about it. He pounded that wife right in front of her husband and several other of us for a good twenty minutes. I had never seen a woman orgasm as hard as she did that night."

"His parents are ok with it?" I then asked him.

"Oh yeah! If anything they encourage Chris to participate. It adds a lot to the excitement of the event!"

"Wow! I wish I was nineteen again and got the same opportunities he has gotten!" I replied back.

Gary walked away a few seconds later to chat with someone else and I stood there and watched my wife do a few laps in the pool. Chris was still stood pool side checking her out when he began to remove his shirt. He jumped in a few seconds later and began to flaunt his body around her. It didn't stop him that my wife was nearly thirty years older than him. Chris was a very good looking young man and I could see why most of the women at the event would want to be with him.

A short time later my wife climbed out of the pool and walked over towards me. She said, "Wow! I hadn't done laps in a pool like that in years. I am actually having a really good time. Thanks honey!"

It was getting later in the afternoon and several more people began to arrive. They held a big barbeque and there was probably thirty or so people now milling around. My wife doesn't usually drink, but when she was offered a strawberry margarita she couldn't resist. It is her favorite drink, and she just couldn't pass by the temptation on having one.

The food was great and my wife was already on her second margarita. She was a bit buzz and I hadn't seen her this giddy in some time. She was having a good time and more men began to hit on her. I found myself getting jealous, but also extremely aroused at the thought of these horny men wanting to take her.

It was starting to get later in the evening and the sun began to set. My wife still strutted around in her two piece swimsuit, and I got to admit she looked extremely hot walking around. I began to notice couples eyeing one another and some of them had found there particular partner or partners for the night. I had went inside for something when I noticed my wife chatting with another man on the couch. He was around my age and I could see him wanting to make a connection with her. My wife and I made a pact that night we could see others if we felt the situation was right. A few minutes later the guy got up and left leaving my wife behind, but then minutes later another guy took his spot.

This time it wasn't just some random guy, but it was Chris. I knew Chris had a huge thing for my wife and the two of them began to chat in earnest as my wife began to sip down another margarita. She was feeling quite aroused and I heard her laugh out a number of times. I could see she loved the attention the young man was giving her, and I knew it would boost her ego. 

A few minutes later I began to chat with another guy at the event. We chatted for several minutes and when I was done talking with him I looked back over to the couch where my wife and Chris were. They were both gone and I figured they each went their own separate ways. I decided to check out by the pool to see if my wife was out there, but she was nowhere to be found. I then decided to check upstairs, and quietly made my way up the steps. There was already couples getting it on and the sound of moaning came from a few of the bedrooms that I passed.

I made my way down to the end of the hallway to the last bedroom. I could hear Chris talking and the door to his room was partially opened. I glanced in to see his swim suit down on the floor, along with another swim suit right next to it. I felt an instant rush of adrenalin and I immediately recognized that it was my wife's swimsuit.

She lay there naked on top of Chris's bed. Gary was right about Chris's young cock. It was extremely big and hard and it towered over top of my wife. Chris then said to her, "Oh god I had been wanting to fuck you all day long!" 

Chris dropped his body on top of my wife's and seconds later he pushed his big cock deep into her aroused pussy. He began to fuck her hard while I heard my wife cry out, "Oh god! Oh god!"

They went at it for a good few minutes and my wife's cries grew even louder. She was on the verge of cumming and I felt a huge amount of arousal shoot through me at that exact moment. My wife hadn't cum for me in months and now this young stud had her right where he wanted. 

Seconds later my wife screamed out like never before. Her body began to gyrate hard on the bed and she had an extremely powerful orgasm all over the young man's big cock. I was extremely jealous that a young man of only nineteen made her cum so easily. Minutes later Chris moved my wife onto all fours. She climbed up onto her elbows and pushed her gorgeous ass back towards him. He grabbed tightly onto each of her hips and once again rammed his huge cock back into her from behind. He fucked her hard and seconds later she began to cry out, Oh god! Don't stop! Please don't stop!"

My wife was on the verge of cumming again and she began to cry out, "Fuck me harder! Harder!" 

Then just seconds later my wife screamed out again into another very intense orgasm. Chris was quite into it and he continued to pound his manhood deeply into my wife for another few minutes. He then announced he was going to cum. He gave my wife several hard thrust with his cock before pulling it from her aroused pussy. He then stroke hard on his cock before shooting several streams of cum all over my wife's beautiful ass. 

I then heard Chris say to her, "Did you enjoy that baby?"

"Oh god yes!" my wife replied back as she tried to regain her composure.

I then high tailed it out of there before being noticed. I quickly made my way back downstairs and waited for my wife to return. I couldn't believe what I had just seen and a short time later my wife made her way down the steps. She looked worn out and confused and she walked over toward me. I said nothing to her what I had seen and she acted like nothing had happened. 

My cock was hard all night long and a few hours later Gary came outside by the pool and said to me, "You won't believe what is going on inside?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked him.

"Your wife is on the couch making out with Chris!"

"Really? On the couch in front of everyone?" I said.

"Yeah, in front of everyone!" he replied back.

Gary and I quickly headed inside to see my wife and Chris kissing one another. Chris's hands roamed about her lovely body, while my wife hands were wrapped around the back of his neck. She was still very aroused and the alcohol made things that much worse.

A few minutes later Chris slipped down his shorts. He pulled my wife's head down onto his lap and my wife began to suck on his big cock in front of several people. Gary had a huge hard on and was quite excited watching my wife and Chris together.

Chris then pulled my wife's swim suit bottoms down just enough so that everyone could see the bare cheeks of her gorgeous ass. A few minutes later Chris pulled my wife's head up off his throbbing cock. He slid my wife's bottoms off and had her climbed on top of his cock as he sat on the couch. Gary and I watched and my wife climbed up onto the couch and slid herself down onto the shaft of his cock. She began to fuck him with quite vigor, while Chris yanked down her top exposing her lovely breasts. She pulled his face against her lovely tits and he began to suck hard on each of them while continuing to fuck her. 

My wife rode hard on top of his cock for several minutes until she couldn't take it any longer. She began to cry out loudly into a powerful orgasm as she slithered herself all the way down onto his big cock. She was so turned on that she didn't care that a small audience now had assembled to watch.

Chris rolled her off his cock a few minutes later and moved her onto her back. He slid her body to the edge of the couch and slid down onto his knees in front of her. He pulled my wife's legs wide apart and rammed his young cock back into her again. My wife frantically began to cry out, and Chris fucked her hard for several minutes. She loved every second of it and her eyes began closed periodically. She began to scream out minutes later into another mind blowing orgasm. 

Chris then moved her down onto her knees. Her upper body rested on the couch, while her ass was pointed back toward Chris's cock. He held firmly onto her hips and began to fuck her extremely hard from behind. My wife nearly lost it and the sound of her crying out filled the living room. She felt his young big cock tear into her and minutes later she began to cry out, "Oh god! Fuck me!" 

Several more people now had come from the outside to watch. The sound of pounding flesh could be heard throughout the living room and Chris gave it to her good and hard. He had fucked my wife hard for a solid ten minutes from behind when he began to moan out. He pulled his cock from her aroused cunt and turned her around in front of him. She sat down on the floor in front of the couch and Chris moved his throbbing cock up against her face. My wife opened her mouth just for a second and Chris immediately slid his cock deep inside it. He fucked her mouth for a good minute or two before he shot his load down her throat. 

Everyone there including Gary was quite aroused with what they had just seen. I was in total shock and my wife quickly grabbed her suit and scurried off to the restroom. She came back out minutes later and we stayed for another thirty minutes or so before leaving. I can't tell you how many men wanted her after that, and the thought of her taking on more men had my cock hard as a rock.

On the drive home my wife apologized for her erratic behavior and wanted to know how many people had seen her with Chris. I told her quite a few, but that all of them were quite excited after that. I also told her that I had seen her with Chris earlier in the night up in his bedroom.

"You watched us?" she said.

"Yes! I got to say you looked so hot laying there giving into your inner desires with him. I hadn't seen you act like that in years." 

That Monday at work Gary came up to me and said, "Man your wife was so hot the other night! Did she enjoy it?"

I tried to settle him down, but he was still quite thrilled about seeing my wife totally naked and being fucked by Chris. He then said to me, "There is another get together coming up. It would be great to see you guys there again!"

I didn't give him an answer even though Gary kept on about it for the rest of the day. I tried to tell him that we weren't swingers and that things had gotten a bit out of control the other night, but he wasn't buying any of it. 

The next few days my wife and I talked exclusively about what had happened that night and I if she wanted to attend another get together. It was still a few weeks away and she admitted how turned on she was that night doing something so taboo that she couldn't tell anyone. She also admitted how much she had enjoyed Chris's young cock that night. 

"I don't know what it was about his cock. The texture of it felt really different and the head of his cock was much bigger, but it was the size of his cock that added to my orgasm that much more."

My wife didn't rule out going again and I told her how excited I got that night watching her being fucked in front of a small audience. Our own sex life soared over the next few weeks and with the next function only days away I began to pester my wife about going. It wasn't until the day before that finally agreed to go. I can't tell you how excited I was at that point and I could hardly sleep that night in anticipation of the next day. 

My wife felt more embarrassed than anything else as we met Ted and Carol once again. They told her that this is what these functions were all about and there was nothing to be a shamed about. She felt a bit more comfortable after that and began to settle in with some of the others. My wife and I both had an agreement that day we were free to seek out anyone we wished and that it was all about having a good time.

That evening my wife was the talk of the event. There were many men and even a few women who wanted to hook up with her and myself. Gary and his wife were also there, but Gary didn't dare ask if he could hook up with my wife. I know he wanted to in the worse way, but I think we both knew it wouldn't be a good idea.

The sun was just beginning to set and that was when my wife and I noticed Chris. He instantly walked over toward my wife who stood there in tight jeans and a white buttoned up shirt. She looked hot and Chris definitely wanted her again as she and I chatted with another member Dave. 




Our First Time Being Swingers



Dave was a married forty year old who had been in the lifestyle of swinging for the past few years. After already a few margaritas my wife began to flirt with both of the men. A short time later Dave brought up the idea of going upstairs and getting a room. My wife didn't object and the three of them headed off as I followed closely behind. 

When we got to Chris's room the two of them began to seduce my wife. They removed her clothes and began to explore her lovely body with their hands. My wife felt a huge amount of arousal and she felt each of them grope at her lovely tits along with her nicely curved ass. This went on for a few minutes before my wife began to undress each of them.

Dave's cock wasn't as big as Chris's, but it was extremely thick. It was thicker and fatter than my own cock and I knew it would stretch my wife's pussy like never before. I sat off to the side watching and that was when Dave's wife Lisa suddenly walked into the room. She looked over at her husband Dave with a smile and got down on her knees in front of me. She unzipped my pants and lowered then down to the floor and she began to play with my aroused cock.

She gently squeezed it as I watched my wife sprawled out on the bed. Chris sat over top of her head holding firmly onto her arms while Dave had his head down in between her legs. He sucked hard on my wife's pussy and she began to let out one cry after another. She was quickly on the verge of cumming when all of a sudden her body began to squirm hard on the bed. Chris held her down tightly to the bed and seconds later she began to scream out loudly. A very powerful orgasm rip through her body leaving her begging for more. 

Lisa now had my cock inside her mouth and she teased the shaft of it with her tongue. I did everything in my power not to cum and a few minutes later Dave slipped on top of my wife. He pushed his thick cock deep into my wife and she let out one continuous cry. Her forty eight year old pussy was being stretched to its limits, and my wife cries grew louder by the second. He fucked her hard for several minutes and my wife screamed out into another earth shattering orgasm a short time later. 

Chris now took his turn and began to fuck my wife hard on the bed while Lisa continued to work over my cock. She was great at sucking cock and she made sure I didn't cum to early. Minutes later my wife cried out once again. She came hard all over Chris's young cock and now the two of them changed places again with one another.

This time my wife was on all fours and her face was positioned toward me. Lisa continued to tease my cock with her warm mouth as her husband Dave pushed his cock into my wife from behind. He began to pound her with his cock from behind and this cause my wife to scream out that much more. The look on her face was priceless and she showed every motion possible. A few minutes later Chris took Dave's place back behind my wife. He rammed his big cock deep inside her and he began to fuck her hard. My wife let out one scream after another and I was now on the verge of cumming myself. A short time later my wife cried out into another earth shattering orgasm. My cock was throbbing hard and Lisa now pulled down her shirt and wrapped her lovely tits around the shaft of my cock. 

A few minutes later Chris yanked his cock from my wife's pussy. He began to cum hard all over her beautiful ass while Dave stroke on his cock right next to her. Seconds later Dave could no longer hold on and he began to also cum hard all over my wife's back and ass. That was all I needed to see and I began to cum extremely hard in between Lisa's tits. 

All of us were exhausted and my wife lay there motionless on the bed still quivering from the pounding that Chris and Dave had given her. They all left a short time later leaving my wife and alone in the bedroom. The two of them brought out the woman in her as she came harder than any other time in her life. It was a short time later when my wife and I left. 

It has been a few months later and our sex life is better than ever. Our marriage is stronger today and we can now build off that as we go forward. We have talked about going to another event, but for now we are happy to be with one another.