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Hot Fuck

By: harrve



Hot Wife Fucks Best Friend

Back in the eighties I was running a restaurant with a friend of mine (Barry)

My wife Diane used to come in and help out waitressing, her and Barry got on real well (more than well I would find out)

One Saturday after we finished lunch, Barry said why don't you come round home for a drink on your way home, ok, I said I was cleaning up in the kitchen, Diane said, I will go with Barry, you call in when finished, ok that will be fine, I should be about an hour.

It turned out to be about 2 hours when I was finished.

I pulled up at Barry's house and went inside, There were glasses on the kitchen table, no sign of Barry or Di, I walked thru the house to go out to the back yard, walking past Barrys Bedroom Door I heard Diane speak, I opened the door and shit they are in bed, Barry sitting up having a smoke, she is half sitting up wearing her purple teddy, they looked, I looked, she said Hi darling! Barry sort of grinned, I said shit this looks good! I pulled the bedclothes back and the dirty bitch had no pants on! 

Barry's enormous cock (about 10 bloody inches) is lying over his stomach and Diane's bloody hand is fondling it! I could see half dried cum over Diane's stomach and around her neat love box! I was initially dumbstruck, not sure whether to be pissed off or pleased! 

So I said I might as well join in then! I dropped my clothes and climbed into bed, I kissed Diane full on the Mouth and said Have a Good Fuck Did you! The best! She said, I pushed my hand down to her cunt and slid some fingers in, boy was it sloppy! My cock was now hard! 

I looked down and she was now stroking Barry's cock, which had Fucken, grown to about 12 fucking inches! Mine was probably only about 7 inches! I moved around and put my cock on her pussy lips, slight push! Wow! Just slid straight in all the way.

I was that fucking turned on with what was happening here, I just started thrusting into her as hard as hell, I pushed her teddy off her tits and started sucking on one and massaging the other, Diane was groaning and bucking her hips up to meet my thrusts, shit it felt great! She was now wanking Barry s great monster as well! I was that excited after about 20 or 30 strokes I was about to Blow! I pulled out of her sloppy cunt, grabbed my cock and wanked to finish off and squirted hot juicy cum all over her stomach and cunt, I rolled off She ran her hand over her cunt and all the cum and then licked her Fingers.

I kissed her Full on the Mouth again and then said you would be a hot! Randy Bitch! She just grinned and said I KNOW!!!!!!!

Barry was just lying there on his back, grin from ear to ear! His enormous cock sticking up like a fucking pole.

Diane turned towards him and kissed him hard full on the mouth! And wanked him hard! She then got up and straddled Barry, moved back and Grabbed His cock and pointed it into her cunt.

She got up on her knees and guided this monster and lowered herself on to it, groaning. Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just lay back mesmerised! She slid her cunt right down to the base of Barry's monster and then started bouncing up and down; he was hanging onto her huge Tits as they were bouncing up and down! She was grunting, squealing and saying fuck, fuck fuckkkkkkkkkkk I love this giant cock.

Barry, Barry Push up hard, hard, harder, harderrrrrrrrrrrrrr, oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!

The noise of thighs slapping on barry and the squishing noise as she went up and own on this enormous cock was incredible, I was just spellbound.

Here I was in the middle of a porno scene with my own wife!, I also grabbed her tits with one hand and stroked my cock as well with the other, it was so exciting I was hard again too! Christ! She was banging up and down.

Barry was thrusting his hips up meet her! I was wanking like mad! And sucking on one of her beautiful big tits, Barry was groaning as well, after about 5 minutes I was Cumming again, they were still at it, thrusting, grinding, groaning, Diane yelling yes, yes, yes, yessssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!! Harder, harder, fuck me, fuck me harder! The Heat! The Noise! the sweat! The bouncing, Bed shaking! The scene was amazing.

Barry was now groaning and shaking. I'm Cumming! i'm Cumming!! Diane bounced off his huge cock, and grabbed it with both hands and slid into her mouth, and started bobbing up and down, her head shaking, beautiful long hair dripping with sweat flowing all over! Fuck! She was slurping, wanking, sucking, bouncing all over Barry's huge cock.

I moved down and had four fingers up her swollen juicy hot cunt, thrusting like hell into her, Barry Bucked, stopped and yelled here it comes!!!!!!!!

Diane moved back, grabbed his cock while he just pumped cum everywhere, all over her face, tits, mouth, he just pumped and pumped, gallons of the stuff was spurting all over Diane and hitting me as well.

She was in absolute ecstasy! It was all over, she sat back, wiped the cum off her face with her hands, rubbed it all over her tits, had a grin all over her face.

wow! Thanks boys that was fantastic! We all flopped back on the bed, covered in sweat and cum, I kissed her full on the mouth I could taste the cum but I didn't care, the sex was just incredible!

Hot Fucking at the Local Bar



Hot Fucking at the Local Bar

The woman walked slowly into the bar as if she owned the place. She was held tightly inside her leather gown, and as she slithered in, you could see her bare white legs peaking through a prominent slit in the front - a slit that barely concealed her pussy. The heels she wore clicked lightly on the floor, because she had worn them all her life and had danced as a young girl. There was room for nothing else under her outfit except the trickle of sweat that dripped slowly down the front of her, because she had just masturbated in the ride over. She took her place at the bar where only 2 men were seated. They had both seen her slink in, and as she sat down very close to them, she reached over one of their arms while brushing it as if to say, "I need to touch you." She then slipped a cigarette out of one of the man's packs without asking and queried, 

"do you have a light?" 

One of the men smiled a large grin, pulled out his lighter, and lit her cigarette. She then sucked it in and blew the smoke out of her pursed lips into the direction of the second man. She winked at him, and when he came nearer to her, he pulled her close hard. He pressed his lips forcefully to her mouth, gave her a long wet kiss and then let her fall to the floor. Still holding onto the cigarette, she put it out on the floor, and the other man arose from his seat and met her there. He knelt down to offer his hand, and she pulled him down onto her. They began to grind on the hard bare bar floor. He kissed her hard while they were grinding, and she began to moan and writhe in ecstasy. 

"Mmmmmmm, Oooooooh, mmmmmm, fuck, you're good," she said.

The other man said, "there's a room in the back." 

She said, "no, I want to fuck you both on the dance floor right now." She then rose up and perching on her knees took hold of the zipper that kept her dress on and slowly unzipped it revealing her sensuous, white, sweaty naked body.

She then decided to dance for them, because she knew it would get them hot and in the mood to fuck. 

She yelled to the bartender, "play the sexiest shit you got!" 

He went over to the audio booth and turned on, "You can Leave your Hat on." She was already naked, so she wasn't going to do a strip tease. She slinked over to one of the men who was now sitting on the floor and straddled his face. The music started as she knelt over his face with her hot pussy inches away. He could smell her cunt and could see that it was red, aching, and swollen. She inched backward using her knees and rubbed her hot pussy against his chest while twitching a little each time. The movement made his cock so hard, he had to unzip his pants to let it out. He started to rub his penis up and down its shaft with one hand, and as he did, she moved backward far enough, and interrupting his strokes eased her pussy down onto his cock and started fucking it. She was moving in time with the music. Fucking his cock was getting her hotter and wetter, and now the other man who had been watching them positioned himself so that his dick was in her face. He had a 7 inch penis, and she deep-throated him for a while until she could see he was about to come. 

Then she said, "wait." She stopped sucking him off and concentrated on the other man she'd been fucking who was moaning and groaning and saying, 

"Oooohh baby I love your fucking cunt. Your cunt smells so fucking good. Let me taste it, baby. Let me taste it." 

She climbed off of his cock and rolled onto the floor, and the rock hard man whom she'd been riding sat up, twirled his legs around so he was staring right at her pussy up close and dove in. 

She screamed, "Ooooohh...I'm coming right now....I'm coming. Stop before I come all over your face. Please. I want us to fuck and fuck and fuck." 

She, the two men, and the dance floor had become all sex, heat, and pulsating movement melting into one another. By this time, the men had taken off all their clothes, too, and they each lay one next to the other on their sides. One man put his hard cock into her asshole, and the other man put his rock hard cock in her pussy. She screamed with passion as they all started to undulate and fuck...their bodies were covered in sweat and sex. Their come was oozing out of all of them, and after about an hour of hot fucking, they came and came.

In the meantime, the bartender had been stroking his cock behind the bar, and he had come about when they had. He was dumbfounded. This had never happened to him in his bar before. In fact, this had never happened to him at all. He looked at them on the floor and saw that they were smiling, and then the woman let out a laugh. She was quite pleased with herself, and she knew that the bartender was about to say something.

"Where did you come from? Who are you? You're not from here, are you?

He saw her get up and pull the leather dress on that had been laying next to them and zip it up. He thought she was the most exotic woman he'd ever seen. He wanted to tell someone what had just happened, because he could barely believe it, himself. He had been a part of something extraordinary. He called the local Sheriff, because they had grown up together. He picked up the phone and told him. 

He said, "Sheriff, you have to come down here. You're not going to believe this, but I've witnessed something I never thought I would in a million years. This woman just walked in and started fucking Tom and Bob. They went at it right on this here dance floor, God damn it! I can't fucking....it's unbelievable!"

"What? What the fuck? I'm coming over there. Fuck me!"

"What's going on?" The Deputy had been listening to his conversation and waiting anxiously to hear the story.

"Some chick came into Sam's bar and just started fucking Tom and Bob right there on the dance floor! I can't believe it, either."

The Deputy looked at him and said, "what the fuck are we still doing here for? Come on, let's go fucking see."

With that, the Sheriff and Deputy both hopped in the patrol car and headed to the bar. They got there and found the woman, Tom, and Bob sitting at the bar having drinks. The two men came over to them and looked at Sam and the others and said,

"We heard there had been some uuuuhhhhh....well....eeehheemmm...uh...fucking going on in here. We heard it was right here on the dance floor. Is that true?"

The woman spoke, "well, sir, we've just been having a good time. I wore this leather dress today and did not realize how hot it would be and just had to take it off. I didn't mean to start anything. It sure is hot out there, isn't it?"

"Maa...eeeeheeem....uh...maaam, I'm gonna have to see some I.D." The Sheriff was a bit nervous, and his Deputy was standing behind him unable to contain his mirth. He had a smile as big as the Grand Canyon on his face. It was all he could do to keep from laughing, and by this time, his bulge was beginning to show.

The woman spoke again, "Sheriff, I always try to do the right things, but I just could not contain myself. It is such a hot day, I had to take this dress off, and after I did in front of these two handsome men, well, we could not contain ourselves. I apol....."

The Sheriff interrupted, "well ma'am, we don't allow these things to happen around here, but I'll let you off with a warning if you help me fill out this here report I've got. Sam, I think we're gonna need to use that back room you got there, if you don't mind?"

"Sho nuff, Sheriff," and Sam winked at him.

"Deputy, would you assist me in filling out this here report in back?"

"If those are your orders, sir, I must oblige."

"Those are my orders, son."

With that, the woman, the Sheriff, and the Deputy went to the back room. There was ample space, and there was a bed, too. 

The Sheriff said, "ma'am, could you sit down here on the bed?" The woman sat on the edge of the bed.

She moaned a little and then said, "Sheriff, if you thought it was hot out there, you certainly understand how hot it is back here."

The Sheriff looked at the Deputy and smiled and saw that the Deputy was smiling, too.

"Deputy? What kind of a situation do we have here?"

"Well, Sheriff, I think we have a horny lady situation, here."

"What should we do, then?"

"I think we're gonna have to fuck her."

"I think that's an excellent idea," said the Sheriff.

The woman then said, "Sheriff, I need you to please remove my dress......my leather dress."

The Sheriff grabbed hold of her zipper and slowly pulled it down. Her breasts fell out of the dress, and he immediately knelt down on the floor and while she leaned over began sucking one of them while he stroked the other one. The Deputy unzipped his pants and began stroking his cock while watching the Sheriff suck her gorgeous tits.

He began moaning, "Mmmmm, Oh yeah, fuck yeah, mmmmm, fuck her Sheriff. Fuck her good."

The woman was moaning, too. "Mmmmm, Sheriff, suck my tits. It feels so good. My nipples are so sensitive."

"Your tits are gorgeous, and I love sucking 'em, but your pussy looks good, too. I'm gonna fuck the shit outta that pussy of yours right now! Would you like that?"

"Oh yes, Sheriff, I would. I want you to fuck my pussy real good now baby!"

The Sheriff unzipped his fly and after pushing her down on the bed so that she was now lying flat, he climbed on top of her and began pumping his rock hard cock into her over and over until they were both dripping with sweat and stinking like hot sex. 

"Oooooh, God, fuck me, fuck me, mmmmm oh I love feeling your hot rod inside me! Fuck yeah. Ooooh, God, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm gonna come, Ooooooooh I'm coming, fucking shit! Fuuuuuuucccckkk."

Then, in the background, the Deputy came, too.

"Oohhhhhh, fuck yeah! Oh jeezzusss."

The Sheriff pulled out of her and said, "suck it, bitch! Suck my cock! Fucking suck it!" 

She put all of her mouth on top of his penis and then started sucking hard. She had her hands on his balls at the same time, too. She sucked and sucked his cock while rubbing his balls.

"Fuuuuuuuuuck yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh," and he came. Oh God. Fuck. He was tired by now, so he paused a second, and then pulled his fly up.

"Oh God, baby! That was fucking great. Fuck, man. Whooooooowee! Darlin, you can swing through town anytime you want. You need anything, just come by the station."

As she got up and pulled her dress back on then zipped it up, the Sheriff slapped her on her ass.

"Aaah! Oh Sheriff, you're good, too." She then gave him a little wink.

They all came out of the room, and by this time, the bar was starting to fill up with more people. The bartender noticed them come back into the barroom, and said,

"Hey ya'll." He then winked at them and asked, "ya'll need drinks or what?"

They all sat down at the bar and had a few drinks, then the Sheriff left for home and the Deputy and the woman both headed for their cars and left.

The town was buzzing with the story of what happened at the bar that day, but the woman became a mystery never to be seen again. Time passed, but the Sheriff and his friends kept hoping she would somehow find her way back to them someday. Someday....



Hot Fucking Between Brother & Sis



Authors note: This is my first attempt at writing an incest story for this site. I hope you all enjoy it and please send feedback if you wish!

My sister Donna Coppola was eighteen years old to my nineteen. Donna was a senior and cheerleader in high school while I went to a local college nearby.

Being home when I went to college suited me just fine because I could still be around my lovely little sister.

I had always had a major love for my sister Donna that I feared might go beyond just sibling love.

My sister Donna Coppola was every man's dream. She was extremely beautiful with long golden blonde hair and big ocean blue eyes, which you could stare at all day. 

Donna also had a small nose and pouty pink lips that were meant for kissing, and what a body she had! 

Donna had a body built for fucking! She had a Forty eight Double D bosom with wide areole and big pink nipples, A slim twenty two inch waist, thirty six inch curvy hips, a fantastic shapely ass and endless long legs.

I can't remember the number of times I had jacked off over her each night. It must of run into the hundreds. Donna was a babe! total fuckbait for any man!

Plus it sure did not help much with Donna wearing her body hugging T- shirts, tank tops and spandex tops with short shorts, hot pants or blue jeans and sandal high heeled shoes on her feet along with her different colored mini-skirts and thong bikinis, she wore in the spring and summertime.

I did not look bad myself! I had short black hair and big dark brown eyes with a muscular body. I worked out often and was on the wrestling team at my college. Most girls thought I was very handsome.

We are an Italian family and all have black hair and dark brown eyes, except Donna who has blonde hair and blue eyes. 

I think Donna may be attracted to me as well because I see her looking at me like she would if I was one of her boyfriends but Donna and I are brother and sister and it did not go any further beyond looking.

Until one day I came home one afternoon and found my sister Donna and her friend Beth out in back. They were sunbathing by our pool resting their supple bodies on long beach loungechairs.

Both girls were beautiful but the sight of my sister Donna in a teeny pink thong bikini was overwhelming. I exchanged a few words with them then hustled to my bedroom to jack off while the image of my sexy, stacked sister Donna in a bikini was still fresh in my mind.

A phone call interrupted me before I could get it on so it was a half-hour later before I got some peace.

I was virtually unzipping my tight blue jeans when their was a tap at my bedroom door. I opened it up to find my sister Donna there with a wicked grin on her face.

"Hey Mikey. Doing anything?" she asked staring right into my eyes. I had said I was on the phone but I was not doing anything special. I wasn't about to tell my own kid sister that I was just about ready to jerk off like crazy over her super-stacked gorgeous, body. No fucking way!

"Good," replied Donna, "I need somebody to rub my lotion on. My friend Beth has gone to the store, so how about you?"

I flushed crimson. My sister Donna was so gorgeous and her gravity -defying boobs were practically in my face. I swear her bikini top was ready to snap off with all that pressure her whopping jugs was giving them!

Donna smiled again. "What's up? Afraid that you can't control your thing?" she teased me.

This time I spoke up for myself. "I think I can!" I replied defiantly.

Donna raised an eyebrow. "Ok, tell you what," she said, here's the lotion. I am going to lie down and you are going to oil me up. If you can last five minutes without cumming in your pants you win."

She then thrust the bottle in my fingers, walked over to my bed and slid off her bikini. My dick went vertical in seconds. I boggled at the sheer magnificence of Donna's tit's. They were so enormous and firm with big, sharp nipples that seemed halfway erect already.

Donna lay down on my bed completely nude. "I am ready Mikey," she said. "I hope you have warm hands.

My knees trembled as I crossed the room and kneeled on the edge of the bed. Donna's boobs completely filled my vision. They were so enormous and firm, they hardly spilled into her armpits as she lay back.

Taking a deep breath I poured a handful of lotion into my palms and rubbed them together. Then I leaned forward and rested my hands on those twin marvels.

"Come on Mike," Donna teased. "You have got to apply more friction you know."

I began to rub her boobs with a firmer hand. The ache in my balls was incredible. My cock was so hard it could of bored holes in concrete.

Donna glanced at the ridge in my pants as I skimmed my hands over each silky tit, sculpting and shaping the ripe flesh in nervous unskilled strokes. To my surprise her nipples firmed up as I carressed them.

I was still a virgin, but I knew from reading dirty magazines that stiff nipples meant a chick was excited.

The thing Donna said about me cumming off in my pants haunted me. It did not seem like a total impossibility right now.

"You know that's not bad Mikey" sighed Donna pleasurably. "You must of done this sort of thing to your girlfriends." she added excitedly.

"Yes, I have Donna but none of my girlfriends even comes close to having your beauty and figure." I said as I continued rubbing every inch of Donna's jaw dropping jugs with tanning lotion.

"Why thank you Mike. I am flattered." Donna answered back blushing greatly.

"Don't mention it." I replied as my cock zoomed straight up trying to free itself from the confines of my pants and underwear.

"I know you must be enjoying this Mikey because I have seen you eyeing me often and I just wanted to say that I am sexually attracted to you too. I just love your muscular body!" she said giggling excitedly.

Now it was my turn to blush but Before I could answer I saw Donna glance down at her watch. "five minutes," she said. "Have you bust a nut yet?" I shook my head no.

"How do I know Mikey. Maybe you did it on the sly? You have to show me if you want me to believe you." she replied.

Donna wanted me to take out my dick but when I hesitated pulling down my zipper Donna said "Don't be shy Mikey. take it all off for me!" 

As soon as I took off all my clothes and was as nude as my kid sister was my huge cock sprang out throbbing, excitedly.

My cock was enormous and as hard as a cops nightstick. Even I was impressed. I haven't had a hard on this huge since I first discoved my dad's playboy magazines in his bottom drawer and seeing all the lovely, stacked, nude women inside!

The amazing thing though was my own kid sister had a better physique than many of the models they had in the magazine!

Then something incredible happenned. Donna reached over and touched my mammoth cock, her touch set every nerve jangling like crazy, making my cock soar even higher.

"Jesus Mikey!" she said. "I never imagined this!" 

"I never knew that my brother possessed such a monstrous cock!" she continued excitedly as her fingers slid along my cock's great length as I continued to massage her enormous, juicy melons while struggling with the pressure in my loins.

"I am bored with that lotion Mikey. I need another kind and I am sure you got plenty right!" Donna purred as she quickly put my cock between her twin hemispheres of flesh.

"You can stop holding back now. Give me all that you got!" she giggled.

Donna's words made me give up and my knees buckled as I lost total control as the most powerful climax in my life so far struck. 

All I was aware of was her boobs causing wonderful friction on my dick as it shot jets upon jets of white, hot gooey spunk all over her mammoth chest.

"Whew! Donna gasped. If this was oil we' d both be rich!"

As the feelings subsided I looked down to see Donna's enormous bosom totally covered in cum. A huge puddle was in her cleavage.

"Rub it in Mike' she commanded excitedly as I just as excitedly did just that!

When I was doing this though I heard a sound at the door and quickly turned around to see Donna's friend Beth standing there.

"Sorry guys for watching but the door was wide open and I did not want to stop you two lovebirds." Beth said laughing.

Seeing our embarrassment Beth quickly said. "Don't worry guys, your secret is safe with me. You guys can fuck all you want to I won't tell your parents or anything. In fact you two give off quite a show" she continued. laughing.

My sister and I then started to laugh along with Beth.

"Our parents are not due home till an hour yet. Want to join us Beth?' I asked excitedly. 

"I thought you would never ask!" Beth purred as she excitedly started to take off all her clothes.

While my sister Donna was a gorgous, stacked blonde, her friend Beth was a gorgeous, tall brunette- who could of doubled for the actress Catherine Zeta Jones.

When Beth was just as nude as we were she hopped onto my bed with us. My cock was like rock being in bed with two gorgeous, nude woman as I kissed them both passionately on the lips.

My sister Donna then got doggy style as I began licking her clit with great relish soon making her cum explosively in orgasm.

"Oohh! Mikey, That feels soo good!" Donna cried as I then entered my enormous cock into her sweet willing pussy. Furiously I rode my sister like a bucking bronco.

Donna and I were so excited we were finally having sex we both came together in a earth shattering orgasm.

After I came Donna said "Now let me get my brother ready for you Beth as she grabbed my limp cock and sucked it off between her lips to a mighty erection.

"Now it is your turn Beth!" I said after my cock was a rock, throbbing monster again as Beth smiled at me and quickly got doggy style too.

"Bang my ass baby! I liked to be fucked in the ass." Beth commanded me as I banged her ass silly.

"That's it baby. that's it!" Beth moaned as she soon came over and over and over again in explosive orgasm. Seeing Beth come so mightily triggered off my own orgasm as I came mightily too.

Donna then spread her legs real wide as I entered her pussy again.

"Wow mikey! You really know how to fuck a woman! Don't you!" she cried as she vigorously hopped up and down on my massive cock coming explosively in orgasm over and over and over again.

I was so excited fucking my sister and her friend Beth that I soon came in explosive orgasm myself. After we finished fucking I gave Beth another long passionate kiss and Donna an even longer one.

"We'd better get dressed now guys. Our parents are due home soon! I said as we all put on our clothes again, and not a moment too soon because we saw our parents car drive up the driveway.

"How was your day?" I asked my parents when they opened up the door to the house.

"Just fine dear" My Mom replied smiling. 

"How was yours? You all have fun together?" My mother continued smiling.

We all tried not to laugh out loud when she said this but I managed to say "You bet we did Mom!"

I left it at that because I wasn't about to tell my parents that my sister, her friend Beth and I were fucking our brains out upstairs in my room.

That night after all the excitement was over I lay on my back alone in bed with my hands resting behind my head looking at the ceiling dreaming of my gorgeous, stacked blonde sister Donna and wondering if we would ever have sex again.

I found out right then and there that I was madly in love with my sister and did not want all the fucking to end and I am sure she felt the same way too.

Beth was a great fuck too but it was my sister Donna that I really wanted to be with all the time.

I then smiled to myself and just when I was about to turn over and go to sleep I heard my bedroom door quickly open and saw Donna come sneaking inside my room. 

Donna was as naked as she could be. Enormous tit's bouncing everywhere. As soon as I saw Donna like this my pajama pants went up like somebody had erected a huge circus tent inside of them. Wow! was I turned on as I quickly got as nude as Donna.

"Hello lover. We both know that we are madly in love with each other and could not let all that fucking end between us. So why let it?" she said as she quickly slid underneath the covers with me naked as we kissed passionately.

"I know." I replied between kisses. "But we have to be careful and not let our parents catch us doing this because they would never approve of our relationship." I replied.

"Your right Mikey. But I think I will tell them sometime later when the time is right." Donna replied smiling. 

"Now shut up and fuck me you great big hunk of man!" she ordered sweetly as she wiggled on top of my mammoth cock as I started to fuck her, feeling up her gargantuan boobs as I did so.

"Ooh! yess Mikey! yess! fuck your baby sister good with that enormous, fat cock of yours. I love it!" Donna cried excitedly hopping up and down on my dick.

When Donna came she screamed in ectasy so loudly I had to cover up her mouth. It was amazing her cries of lust did not wake up our parents, And it was also amazing how much of her cum was dripping down my cock as I exploded soon inside of her!

After this fucking session Donna crept quietly back into her bedroom. After she left I was still very horny though as I waited a few minutes to make sure everything was calm and quiet in the hallway, as I then crept quietly into Donna's room with my enormous cock bobbing up and down leading the way as I slipped into her bed. 

As I slipped into Donna's bed she was wide awake and happily smiling at me like she expected me to do something like this as we soon fell into each others arms and I fucked the living daylights out of her every which way!

From then on my sister Donna and I continued on with our relationship, fucking each other every chance we got, usually late at night or on weekends, sneaking into each others rooms. 

Donna has even given me one of her very damp panties that she has cum super-mightily in that I now wrap around my cock and cum mightily in!

Donna and I love to play games. I love hiding naked in her closet from time to time as I jack off mightily to her awesome bod. 

Sometimes she has spotted me doing this and sometimes she doesn't. Either way now she pretends that she doesn't see me hiding there as she prances around in her skin tight clothing, thong bikinis or just plain naked.

My sister Donna was meant for the camera that's why I cannot stop taking pictures of her or camcording her by the swimming pool wearing her bikini's or wearing nothing at all when our parents are not around. We love to skinny dip in the pool when our parents arent around and also very late at night when they are sound asleep. OOhh! what fun!

I thought Donna and I would feel guilty after awhile of doing all this hanky panky together but neither of us did. Instead we bonded even closer.

Donna was on birth control pills and by now I have fucked her in every position possible. We both get great pleasure out of pleasing each other sexually and only god knows were this relationship will lead?

We still have yet to tell our parents about our relationship though.

Maybe one day we will get the guts to tell them. In the meantime we are just having fun fucking our brains out!

THE END?



Hot Fudge, Whipped Cream & Scarves



I was eating a hot fudge sundae when I first saw him at the party. Our eyes locked and I slowly, seductively, pulled the spoon out of my mouth and smiled at him. I put the bowl on a table as he approached me. 

"How are you?" I asked as we put our arms around each other. 

"I'm good now that you're here." He smelled like soap and he felt so good.

Our embrace was a long, close, warm hug and it seemed that neither of us wanted to let go. We were in the middle of a crowd of people, which included both of our spouses.

"We have to quit meeting like this," Tom joked into my ear, "or we need to find a less conspicuous place..." His voice was warm and silky. 

"We do, you're right!" I laughed into his ear and held him tight. Finally, so as to not draw too much attention to ourselves, we pulled back. My dress was low-cut and I saw that he was noticing my cleavage. His hand reached up, rubbing his thumb against my lower lip. "You had a bit of chocolate on your lip," he explained.

In just a few days Tom and my husband would be setting off on a business trip. "So your husband is leaving town...maybe I'll send him on his way and stay here with you." 

Tom and I had flirted for over a year, but he had never talked quite so suggestively to me before. I always laughed it off as harmless flirting. "OK, sounds good to me," I bantered back. 

I watched Tom for the rest of the night. Periodically he looked over at me and smiled. He was older than me but a very handsome man. He was tall and slim. The gray in his dark hair made him look very dashing. He wasn't muscular but he was in great shape. His words kept running through my mind. 

"...a less conspicuous place..." 

"...stay with you..."

I stepped out of the building into the warm night air. I needed a chance to think. The courtyard was decorated with little white lights in the trees. I was standing looking at them and up at the stars when I heard someone come up behind me. Hands went around my waste and pulled me back into a hard chest. I looked to the side and up to meet Tom's eyes. He smiled down at me. "A beautiful night and a beautiful lady," he whispered. My heart was pounding and my knees felt weak. He pulled me tighter into him and I could feel his erection pushing against my ass. "Tom..." I began. "Ssshhhh...follow me," he said, leading me away from the building.

We walked to the back of the lot where it was dark and the trees were bigger. He pulled me behind a huge maple tree and his lips found mine. All of the flirting and longing and waiting melted into that one kiss. The kiss started off hard and passionate, but grew softer until he finally pulled back. His hands cupped my face and he looked into my eyes. "Aw Kate, you can't know what you do to me."

"Tom, what are we doing?" I whispered.

"I can see how lonely you are Kate. I can see it in your eyes. I see the sadness when you don't think anyone is looking. I'm lonely too and I find you so incredibly alluring." He bent his head down and kissed me again. My hands reached underneath his suit coat and ran up and down his strong back. His hands held my face as he kissed me, as his tongue explored my mouth. He broke the kiss and held me tightly against him. It felt so good to be held like that, but at the same time it felt foreign. I hadn't kissed a man other than my husband in over 25 years. My husband! Who was inside waiting for me! What was I doing? 

"Tom? Are you out here?" Tom's wife's voice went through us like a knife. When I pulled back he put his finger up to his lips signaling me to stay quiet. He held me very still as we waited to see if we would be discovered. She hadn't come out of the building very far, but peeking around the tree, we could see her looking in our direction. We heard her tell someone that she didn't know where he had gone. 

Finally she went back inside and Tom pulled me to him again. I was weak with both panic and desire. "Can I see you sometime?" 

"Tom, I..." I began. I didn't know what to say. Suddenly "Yes" came out of my mouth. He smiled and kissed me again. It was sweet and warm and made me want more. "I have to get back inside," Tom said. I let him go. I sat down on the cool grass, looked up at the night sky and wondered what the hell I had just gotten myself into.

A month later my husband was out of town on business. It was around one o'clock in the morning and I was in a deep sleep. I woke up when I felt something hot and wet on my breasts. Tom had removed the sheet and the quilt and was lying on top of me naked. I had begun rubbing myself against him in my sleep, as his mouth began to arouse my body. I tried to sit up but he wouldn't let me. He pushed into me harder and sucked and licked and teased my breasts. 

"Tom, how did you get in here?" I managed to say. 

"You showed me where you keep the key outside the last time I took care of your dog." His hands caressed my breasts. His fingers twisted and pulled at my nipples. I arched my back and pushed my tits into him. His mouth found one nipple while his hand found another. He nibbled and licked my tits, back and forth, from one to the other.

He began kissing his way up to my face, kissing my chest, neck, cheek and lips. He brushed my hair away from my face and looked into my eyes. "I have thought of nothing else but you since the night of the party." His fingers stroked through my hair and I searched his eyes. "I keep thinking about you and that hot fudge and that whipped cream..."

"Are you sure we should do this?" I asked him. He chuckled and said, "No, I'm not sure, I just know that I can't wait any longer to be inside of you." 

Tom reached down to the floor and pulled a bag up on to the bed next to us. "Let's see what we have here," he said teasingly. He pulled out a bottle of chocolate syrup. I licked my lips. He pulled out a spray can of whipped cream. I writhed against him. He opened the chocolate and poured some on my breasts, circling my nipples. He bent down and began licking and sucking it off. I reached for his ass but he suddenly looked up at me. He whispered that he had something else. 

He put his hand in the bag but stopped, staring into my eyes, making me crazy in anticipation. His mouth turned into a slow sensuous smile and he pulled out four silk scarves from his bag, asking me with his eyes if he could tie me up. I shook my head in consent and he tied my wrists and ankles to the iron bed. 

He picked up the chocolate and held the bottle tilted over my mouth. I opened my lips and he poured a slow stream into my mouth. He licked some chocolate off of my lips and then he poured more on my breasts and down my belly. He turned his body so that we were facing in different directions. As he began licking the chocolate off of my body I felt his dick nudge my lips. I opened my mouth and took all of him in. He was in complete control and pushed himself in and out of my mouth while he worked his way down to my mound. The taste of the chocolate mixed with the taste of him made me burn with desire.

He took the whipped cream and squirted some on my pussy. The feeling of the cold whipped cream on my hot body made me jerk and pull at the scarves. He had tied them tightly and I wanted to move but couldn't. I let out a groan.

His tongue probed into me and licked all over me, while his fingers explored my body and his dick bobbed in and out of my mouth. My whimpers, pants and moans made him lick deeper and rub harder. His tongue worked in and out of me, as he periodically added more cold whipped cream. Each time I felt the cold hit my body I jerked but was held down tightly. It was sweet torture.

Finally he turned his body and began licking his way up my body again. He reached my lips and I could taste myself on him. His tongue explored my mouth, our kisses becoming harder and more passionate. He squirted whipped cream into his mouth and then his tongue pushed it into mine. I was desperate for him to be inside of me. 

I felt him leave me as he reached down to untie one of the silk scarves from around one my ankles. Then he was back, pushing my leg up over his shoulder, guiding his dick into me. He was enjoying penetrating me slowly but soon he picked up the pace. Our eyes locked on to each other's as he pounded into me. My foot hit his back with each thrust. We looked into each other's eyes as we both came, first me, followed closely by him. Deep, intense spasms overtook my body and as he watched me come he exploded into me. 

He lay on top of me while his breathing returned to normal. Then he untied the other scarves. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and we held each other tight. 

I was wondering if he had in mind an affair or if this was just one night of passion.

"What's next?" I asked him.

"Well..." he hesitated. "I think next we should take a nice long hot shower together and then I'll bring you back in here, put you on your stomach, and we do it all over again."



Hot Fun in the Hot Tub



This is a continuation of a story. If you want to start at the beginning, read My Pretty Woman Moment first, then Making Her Feel Pretty. 

*

Driving back from the book store I couldn't help but grin at the events of the last couple of days. I'd had a threesome in a clothing store changing room with a clerk and my wife, then I'd just got done making passionate love in the back of my SUV parked in the parking lot of my favorite book store to a pretty young pregnant woman whose name I didn't know.

I'm not some sort of lothario. I have dated a few women in my life, and had a fulfilling if rather ordinary sex life. But in the course of less than a week I'd had two sexual encounters that could just as well have come from the plot of a porn movie.

"This is the peak," I thought to myself. "This is as exciting as my life is ever going to get. From here on out it's all male pattern baldness, weight gain and arthritis."

Boy was I wrong.

I got home and parked my SUV in the garage of the rambling, two-story home my wife and I share. It's set off a ways in the woods, with a long drive way that gives us plenty of seclusion. The bottom floor is all open - kitchen, dining room and living room - and opens out onto our spacious back yard with a outdoor kitchen/patio area, pool and hot tub. It was late in the year and I'd had the pool emptied and prepped for the winter the week before, but we keep the hot tub operational all year.

Walking into the house I could hear two female voices coming from the patio area. I could also feel a bit of a cool draft and smell the tang of fallen leaves that permeates our yard in the fall.

The house was dark, but there was the flicker of candles coming through the windows and open door, so I walked to the back to see what was happening and found my wife in our hot tub with Tyler from the clothing store.

I stopped in the door way, and the ladies hadn't seen me yet. My wife was seated in the tub neck-deep in the water. Tyler was straddling and facing her and talking just low enough where I couldn't make out her words over the sound of the jets. I couldn't see any more of my wife than the side of her pretty face and her damp, ash-blonde hair. Tyler, on the other hand, was naked above the water which came up to just below her large, D-cup breasts which were currently dangling in my wife's face.

Tyler's big, pale white titties were capped off with perfect pink nipples. I stared for a bit. During our encounter in the store Tyler hadn't taken her top off. Now I was seeing her topless for the first time, and I was struck by how gorgeous she was. In addition to her heavy, perfect breasts she had the outlines of three stars tattooed on her left shoulder in dark blue. She'd also died her hair since I'd last seen her. It was now as red as a top sign and gathered into two loose pony tails coming down in front on either side of her neck.

She was still wearing her horn-rimmed geek glasses though, a bit steamed up because of the hot tub.

The bottom of her hair was wet and plastered fetchingly to her shoulders and breasts.

As I watched I noticed Tyler's body moving up and down with her one arm disappearing down into the water while the other clasped my wife's face to her breasts. I imagined the hand I couldn't see was busy pleasuring my wife.

Tyler had her eyes closed - if they'd been open she'd have seen me - and the two were clearly entranced with their love making.

Despite having just fucked a pregnant young beauty in the back of my SUV twice not more than an hour before I was instantly hard. The thought of my wife naked and aroused alone is enough to start my motor no matter how tired I may be. But catching my wife in the middle of a steamy, candle-lit hot tub romp with a teenaged sales clerk we'd just met was enough to give me heart palpitations.

I quickly looked around to figure out how I could ease my way into this situation without breaking the magic spell between these two humping nymphs. I looked over at the outdoor grill and saw it was cooking. Quietly I moved to it, opened the cover and saw that my wife had been cooking chicken and vegetables for three.

Clearly, she'd invited Tyler over and had been expecting me. Doing my best not to alert the ladies to my presence, I went inside and grabbed the necessary plates and utensils, and returned to the grill to get the chicken and vegetables off the heat just in time (it was good I showed up when I did).

I could hear moans and gasps escalating from the hot tub. I glanced over and saw my wife now sitting up with Tyler on her lap, their faces pressed together and from the movements of their arms both hands working furiously at each others naughty bits.

I set the table, then rushed back in side to put a six back of Grain Belts into a bucket of ice before coming back out just in time for the grand finale. Tyler and Jess were kissing furiously and humping at each other's hands. Tyler's mouth opened and she began moaning into my wife's open mouth, joined soon after by my wife's moans.

"Oooooohhh." 

"Uhhhhh." 

"Oh fuck." 

"Yes, god, right there" 

"Uhhhhh."

They came together, clinging to each other furiously and running their free hands all over each other's bodies. The flickering candle lights gleamed off their wet skin, and their wet hair clung to their firm bodies. My wife's tanned skin contrasted beautifully with Tyler's pale tones. Tyler's bright red hair blazed. Their breasts squished against each other, heaving with the passion of their embrace.

For a moment they held each other so tight and silently I thought I was about to witness them strangle each other to death, then they released each other with a gasp and retreated to opposite sides of the hot tub like weary fighters retreating to their corners after a hard round of battle.

I wasn't sure that they'd opened their eyes at any point since I'd been home. They'd been so wrapped up in each other, they'd been completely obvious to me even as I prepared the food and set the table. I didn't want to scare them, so I softly cleared my throat and said "Dinner is served, ladies."

They both opened their yes and looked at me, both a bit sheeplishly.

"I called Tyler," Jess said.

I laughed. "I see you did!"

"I can't help it," she pouted. "I'm in love with this girl. Nobody makes my pussy as wet as she does. Except you, of course."

I laughed again.

"I invited Tyler over so the three of us could have dinner and get to know each other. I mean, Tyler's had her tongue in my pussy and you've had your cock in her ass, the least we could do is have a nice supper together."

At this Tyler gave her a soft below in the ribs. "He didn't fuck my ass." Then, looking at me with a gleam in her eye, "perhaps that's something we should do something about."

My wife giggled at this. "Yes, I think it is." Then to me again, "I'm glad you rescued dinner. Tyler and I got...distracted."

"I'll say you did," I sad with a chuckle. "Well, the dinner is hot and the beer is cold. Shall we?"

I held up two towels I'd grabbed out of the closet we keep in the deck. My wife stood up, the water dripping off her soft curves and from the underside of her swaying breasts, and I helped her step up out of the tub onto the deck. Her skin goose pimpled in the chilly air, and I quickly dried her front off - kissing each of her nipples as I bent down to dry her legs - before spinner her around to dry her back.

I ran the towel down her back and let it fall to get caught between me and her ass as I ran my hands over her cool skin to cup her breasts from behind.

"Hey, mister, I'm chilly. We'll do more of that later."

"Sorry, ma'am, couldn't be helped."

She laughed as I finished drying her, then draped her robe over her shoulders. I then pulled out a chair at the table and she sat down. I heard a splash behind me and turned around to see Tyler standing up.

She was a sight to behold. She was every bit as curvy as my wife, though her breasts were a bit bigger. She was snow-white from head to toe something accentuated by her flaming read hair but perhaps the sexiest thing about her was her tattoos.

In addition to the stars I'd already seen, she had a full sleeve of colorful tattoos on her right arm as well as more stars that went down from her left shoulder, around the outside of her left breast and down the left side of her rib cage to the swell of her bountiful ass.

And around her left thigh she had a stylized gun holster tattoo complete with roses, thorns and a gun.

She was an alabaster, punk rock princess. I'd already fucked this girl once in cramped changing room stall under the harsh fluorescent lights of a retail establishment, but this was the first time I really got to drink in her beauty.

I was quickly falling in love with this girl.

I looked at her face and saw her looking back at me with a half smile, biting part of her lower lip. She shifted her weight, putting one knee forward and cocking a hip seductively.

"Are you going to dry Tyler off too or are you going to let the poor girl freeze?"

My wife was right. I was busy eye-fucking Tyler and hadn't even noticed the hard nipples and pebbled flesh. I rushed over with the towel, helped her out of the tub, and commenced drying her off. I wasn't nearly as handsy as I was with my wife - this whole situation was still very new to me and I still wasn't sure where the boundaries were, presuming there were going to be some - but Tyler did sneak in a kiss on the corner of my mouth and a whisper in my ear.

"I said I wanted you in my ass, but what I really want is your cum in my pussy again."

I very nearly came in my pants at that. "But what if you get pregnant?"

"You say that like it's a bad thing," she said softly as she smiled up at me. I was stunned speechless, and she stood on her tip toes and kissed me pushing her tongue deep in my mouth.

"Ok, you two, supper is getting cold," my wife said breaking our kiss.

We sat down and commenced passing the food around and dishing up. I grabbed a beer out of the ice bucket, popped the top and took a big swig.

Tyler grabbed one too and mimicked me with a big drink of her own, punctuated with a rather loud belch. But trust me, this girl even made burping cute some how.

"Are you old enough to be drinking that?" I asked.

"I'm two years away, are you going to call the police?" she asked with an arched eyebrow.

We all laughed at that, then the table fell silent as we all started to tuck our chicken and vegetables away. Soon the plates were empty, and we were all on our second beers. We sat back in our chairs enjoying the glow of the candles, the comfort of full bellies and spreading warmth of the beer in our bloodstreams.

"So how was the book store?" Jess asked. "Did you find any inspiration, or at least a good book for your night stand?"

Now this was going to be interesting. See, I don't lie to my wife. Ever. She is my best friend, and the coolest person I know. And while our sex life had taken a turn toward the adventurous of late, as evidence by the nineteen year old girl sitting across from me who had just finger banged my wife to an orgasm before saying she wanted to take my dick in her ass. But to this point our adventures had included both of us.

I had no idea how she'd feel about me doing a bit of freelance work without her. But, again, I don't lie to my wife so I told her what happened.

"So, what you're saying is, you fucked a stranger at the book store?" asked Tyler.

"Well, in the parking lot of the book store, but yeah."

"I think it's hot, and so great that you made her feel better about herself," she said with a grin.

"Yeah, that's my husband. He's such a giver," Jess said smiling as well.

I relaxed, feeling relieved. I'd been worried about this conversation and now it seemed as though, somehow, my wife was actually going to be ok with this.

"Let's get in the hot tub again," Jess suggested. I took that as my cue to start clearing the table, but instead Tyler took my arm and guided me to the hot tub while Jess ran inside (cute little ass bouncing) and came out again with the bucket re-filled with beers.

I felt Tyler undressing me, pulling my shirt over my head and my pants down, then felt my wife's hands pulling down my underwear. Soon I was standing their naked, and the giggling girls pushed me into the hot tub.

I came up sputtering out hot, chlorinated water and felt two soft bodies on either side of me. I sat down and reached over my head to grab a beer, then settled in to enjoy the hot water. Not to mention the hot babes who soon snuggled up on either side of me.

I put my arm around Tyler and she put her head on my shoulder. Jess took my beer out of my hand and took a swig out of it. I put my arm around her as well and the girls passed the beer back and forth, giving me a swig now and then. Soon the beer bottle was empty and discarded over the side, and we sat there enjoying the warmth and the closeness.

Needless to say, by this time I had a raging hard on. I'd been sitting with my head back and my eyes closed, head buzzing a bit from the beers, when I felt a hand curl around my dick.

"I didn't think you'd be able to get it up again after such a work out earlier," Tyler whispered in my ear.

"He's a resilient sort of fella," Jess whispered back her hand joining Tyler's. "Plus, how can he resist the ministrations of his girls?"

"Is that what you two are?" I asked. "My girls?"

"Oh yeah baby," Jess breathed in my ear. "I've always been your girl, now Tyler is your girl too."

She reached over and took Tyler's arm and pulled her into a position straddling me with her breasts in my face. The same position Jess herself had been in under Tyler when I'd come home earlier. I felt my hard, throbbing cock brushing against Tyler's small bit of trimmed pubic hair.

I released a long moan. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Tyler reached down between us with and grabbed my cock with her hand, palm facing away from me, and began to slowly stroke me. My wife had turned to face me, breasts jiggling with her movement, and sat up on her knees.

She looked right into my face. "I want you to fuck Tyler, and then I want you to cum in her."

"Honey," I said quietly back. "She's not on the pill. If we do this, there are going to be consequences."

"Those are consequences I want. I want you to make her pregnant. I want you to swell her little belly up. And I want Tyler with us. I want her to be a part of our family."

I looked at Tyler and she was smiling and nodding. "We had a long talk about it tonight, and it was love at first site. I saw you guys at the store and without even knowing you...something just clicked."

With that I sat up and began kissing her breasts. "I think he likes that story," my wife said. 

I looked up at Tyler and her big brown eyes were staring back at me through those glasses. I pulled her head down to me and gave her a passionate kiss. 

My wife moved behind us and wrapped her arms around Tyler holding her breasts. She tweaked Tyler's nipples and the girl moaned into my mouth. 

I pushed my tongue deep and met hers. Our tongues twirlers and I began humping up at her rubbing the tip of my cock up and down her slit. 

I stood up fully intending to fuck this girl immediately, but in standing up Tyler went to her knees in front of me and my cock, exposed just above the water level, all but popped into her mouth. 

My wife moved around from behind Tyler and took up a position beside her. She wrapped her arms around Tyler's body, fondling her breasts, and they were soon taking turns blowing me. 

Tyler took me all the way in her mouth, burying her nose in the skin above the base of my cock. Then she pulled all the way off and my wife took over working just my tip with her tongue and lips. 

This was a fantasy come to life. Ever since I'd begun to have sexual thoughts about girls I'd fantasized about having two beautiful women go down on me at the same time and here it was coming true. 

It was too much. I was going to come, and I didn't want to just yet, so just as the girls were locking lips with my cock head between them I pulled back. 

"I don't want to come just yet ladies," I said in response to their pouting looks. Then Jess pushed Tyler up so that her upper body was out of the water, her glorious tits swaying over the edge of the tub, and started kissing her pale white ass cheeks. 

I sank back in the water to watch as my wife kissed and licked her way all over Tyler's heart shaped bottom working her way to the middle. Then she used her hands to spread Tyler's cheeks exposing her rosebud. Jess looked back at me and winked, then began to bathe Tyler's asshole with her tongue. 

It was so hot I nearly came in the warm water without even touching my cock. Tyler clearly had similar feelings moaning loudly and fondling her breasts. 

Jess buried her face in Tyler's ass, also brining one hand down to work her pussy as well. Soon Tyler was bucking against Jess' hand and using one hand to keep Jess' face between the cheeks of her round ass. 

"Ohhhhhhh gooooodddd that's gooooodddd!" She screamed. "Lick asshole and make me come!"

And come she did, pulling Jess' face into her ass and trapping her hand in her pussy with clenched thighs. 

As Tyler came down from her orgasmic high, Jess turned to me. "She's ready for you stud."

I stood up and waded closer. As I neared Jess took my cock and hand and put it in her mouth giving me a few strokes. Then she put my cock head at the entrance of Tyler's and rubbed it around mixing the precum oozing out of my dick with her saliva which already was already making Tyler's anal area slippery. 

"Slow, my dear," Jess said. "This is her first time like this. She's excited, willing and ready but go slow."

"I love you," Tyler said looking over her shoulder at me. "Now put that thing in me."

Jess had me all lined up, so I reached down and grabbed Tyler's hips and applied slow, moderate forward pressure.

"Unnnnnnnnnnnffff," Tyler moaned biting her lower lip.

"God that's fucking hot,"Jess said watching my cock head push into Tyler's ass.

Suddenly, the head of my dick along with two inches of my shaft popped into the tight heat of Tyler's nether regions. She shuddered, her bright red tresses flying in the hair as she buried her face in her crossed arms on the side of the tub.

I held still, letting her ass adjust to my cock. I felt her sphincter squeezing me as I looked down admiring the view of my dick partly buried in that beautiful round, white ass.

Jess looked up at me and smiled. "Sexy, isn't it?"

I nodded, then closed my eyes and focused on matching rhythm with Tyler who had begun to slowly rock back against me. With each thrust she took a bit more of me into her, until I soon found myself burying my cock all the way up to my balls and Tyler increased the intensity of her thrusts.

"Fuck me," she said hoarsely now with hands on the side of the tub pushing back against me. Pushing so hard, in fact, I was having trouble keeping my balance. Jess moved behind me, steadying me and running her hands over my chest.

"Yes, fuck her," she whispered in my ear. "Fuck that hot ass."

I moaned and redoubled my efforts, pounding my cock deep into Tyler's bowels. Her ass cheeks jiggled with my thrusts, my wife moaned into my neck and kissed my ear. I felt my orgasm building in my balls, and felt Tyler slow and begin twitch with a building orgasm of her own. 

As I made my last desperate thrusts into Tyler's ass, Jess reached around and began to rub my balls whispering "fill her up with your come" over and over again in a husky voice that told me she was near orgasm herself. She must have been fingering herself back there, and the totality of everything came to me. Here I was in a hot tub fucking a beautiful teenager in the ass while my massaged my balls and rubbed her own orgasm out. 




Hot Fun in the Hot Tub



I could hold on no longer. I squeezed Tyler's hips and buried my cock then let go with a massive load up into her guts. 

Wave after wave of orgasm washed over me, and it took a moment to realize that Tyler was in the midst of a wild orgasm of her own. Had I not been clamped on to her rear so tightly she'd have bucked my cock right out of her ass. 

She was sobbing with pleasure, so loudly I thought our neighbors would hear even miles away. 

My wife milked my balls as loads after load erupted from my cock into Tyler's cream ass, and from the feel of Jess' tits shuddering on my back (not to mention the back of her hand on my ass cheeks as she worked fingers into her own twat) I could tell she wasn't exactly left out of the fun. 

Soon enough, though, orgasms subside and I found myself panting and leaning over Tyler's back side my cock still buried. 

"I don't want you to pull it out yet," Tyler said pulling my hand down around under her and clutching it between her swaying breasts. 

I pushed it in as far as it would go - eliciting one last shudder from Tyler - and kissed her neck softly. 

But eventually my once turgid penis shrunk to the point where her ass squeezed me out. 

I sat back into the water on the other side of the tube admiring the stream of come leaking out of Tyler's little pucker. 

Jess soon had her tongue buried in that pink asshole licking up every drop of semen she could find. 

Amazingly, Tyler dropped and hand down and fingered herself to another moaning - if small - orgasm while Jess rimmed her. 

If I hadn't already been well and thoroughly fucked I'd have been rock hard and ready to go again. As it stood, I simply admired the sight and sound of it, then reveled in the feel of both girls moving in on either side of me again, laying their heads down on my chest. 

"Your girls love you," Jess said. 

"Indeed we do," said Tyler. "So, when am I moving in?" 



Hot Fun With Doris



These events took place at a party, a situation where it is easy to get drunk. My wife Doris is half Chinese, very cute and sensual, and very easy to get drunk. And when she gets drunk she gets horny, and it is easy to have good sex fun with her.

That night she was wearing stockings and suspenders, and dressed in a short black halter neck dress and high heels. She looked incredibly sexy, almost as if she was asking to be fucked. The dress very nicely showed off the shape of her small pert high set tits, and the curves of her lovely rounded bottom. Not surprisingly, she was in great demand and was frequently dancing or being chatted by some of the other guests. One couple in particular, Liz and Roy, seemed always close by her, hardly letting her out of their sight, and a single man, Vic, seemed also to always be hovering around.

The party was in full swing, and Doris was getting more and more tipsy. Vic was dancing with her, and I could see she was getting a little unsteady on her feet. I watched him steer her towards the door and then, still dancing, out of the room. Almost immediately, I saw Roy also leaving the room, and of course it was easy to guess what was going on. I decided to follow.

Across the hall, another door was open, and the light was on. I moved across and glanced in. It was a bedroom, and Vic and Roy together were both dancing, or rather swaying, with Doris. They had her jammed between them, and Doris had her arms round Roy's neck, with her eyes half shut. She now looked very drunk, and as I watched, Vic, who was behind her, slid his hands up towards my wife's breasts until his fingertips were just touching her tits. The only reaction from Doris to this fondling was a sigh, and the men took this as a sign they could go further. Roy's hands went down to the back of Doris's thighs and I realised he was trying to slide her dress up.

I felt someone slide their arm through mine and turned to see Liz beside me, also looking on the scene in front of us. "Your wife is drunk," she whispered. "God, she looks so hot! I would love to get into her knickers!" She leaned closer to me, a smile playing on her face. "You like watching, don't you? How would you like to watch me playing about with Doris? I mean touching her, feeling her up, getting her randy, maybe even making her cum, getting her ready for....anything. I would give you a damn good show."

"I would love to see that," I whispered back. "Doris gets very horny when she's tipsy, and it looks like she is drunk enough for anything now."

Liz smiled slyly at me. "How about if we all wanted to screw her, you're saying if she's drunk it should be easy to get into her pussy. You like to see us doing something like that?"

"You bet I would," I answered, and Liz stared at me with her eyes glittering. She was breathing deeply. "I'd like that too," she murmured. "I'd love to see that sexy mouth of hers filled with cock and those lovely legs spread wide open .... oh god I'm getting wet just thinking about the things we can do to her!"

She unhooked her arm from mine and walked over to the little group in front of us. Vic moved aside, grinning, and Liz took his place behind Doris. I saw her looking at her husband and smiling, and I realised Vic was closing the door somewhere behind me. The five of us were now alone in the room, with the rest of the party still going on elsewhere in the house, and it wasn't hard to see that this was all pre-planned.

Liz pressed her body hard up against Doris, and openly cupped one of her breasts while she started fumbling with the halter neck strap. Roy had tugged her dress high enough to reveal the lacy band round the tops of my wife's stockings. Behind me, I could hear Vic breathing heavily and muttering about how fuckable Doris looked. My cock was stiffening and I too was breathing faster, hoping that I was soon going to see Doris stripped and fucked.

Liz finally managed to undo the neck strap, and pulled the front of my wife's dress down below her tiny half cup black bra. The dress was now up to her hips, with her suspender straps coming into view, and then a glimpse of bare white thigh skin above the stocking tops. They turned Doris round so that she was sideways on to Liz with Roy behind her, and Liz leaned forward, one hand on the back of my wife's head, and kissed her full on the lips. As she did so, she simply pulled the bra down to expose my wife's tits, leaving the bra just underneath them. She began to fondle the bare nipples, turning and tugging them, then cupping and squeezing the whole breast, then pinching and teasing the nipples again. She was rewarded almost immediately. Doris has very sensitive nipples and Liz could see and feel how aroused she was making my wife as the nipples immediately began to stiffen up under her touch.

She broke off the kiss and looked across at me, grinning, as if to say, "I told you so." Turning back to Doris, she trailed her lips downwards and began to lick and suck each bared nipple in turn. Doris was panting heavily, her head went back and she had a glazed expression on her face. In her drunken state, she seemed totally unaware that Roy meanwhile had pulled the little dress right up high above her waist, revealing the full length of her bare thighs above her stockings, and the lovely rounded curves of her bare arse cheeks. Even her narrow lace suspender belt and the full length of its black straps were visible, as well as the tiny triangle of black lace thong covering her pussy.

Liz lifted her head away from my wife's breasts and murmured, "You seem to be getting all worked up, Doris. Let's see if you're really ready for us."

Her hand moved down to my wife's stocking clad thigh, and caressed slowly up the inside of the thigh until she reached bare flesh. Her fingers continued upwards, and reached the thong. She stroked lightly across it, then cupped Doris's pussy. Both girls were moaning softly as Liz slipped her hand inside the waist band, then pushed downwards towards my wife's cunt. Doris didn't seem capable of even trying to stop her. Her mouth opened and she began whimpering as she felt Liz's fingers probing through her patch of black pubic hair. I could easily see the long fingers through the thin semi-transparent material. Suddenly her middle finger disappeared and Doris let out a gasp. I knew that Liz had pushed her finger inside Doris's cunt and I could see her hand began to move up and down slightly as she started to fingerfuck my wife. I heard Liz whispering loudly enough for us all to hear, "Mmmm, your pussy is so very tight, Doris. And it's so hot! I think you'd really like to feel a hard cock in here, wouldn't you!"

Doris moaned a little louder on hearing that, and Roy decided to join in. He had one hand on Doris's bare left breast and the other snaked downwards to join Liz's hand inside my wife's knickers. With both hands working on her, Doris began to thrust her hips to and fro slightly. I knew she wasn't far from cumming just from the two sets of fingers wanking her, but suddenly Liz pulled Roy's hand away. "The bitch's cunt is soaking," she announced. "Doris needs cock."

Together they pulled Doris over to the bed, and pushed her face down, feet on the floor, her upper body on the bed. She tried to get up but she was quickly pushed back into the position they wanted her in, with her inviting arse high in the air. Liz started to tug at the thong, pulling it out away from the suspenders, over the rounded buttocks and down to her knees. Her hands stroked Doris's cheeks. "This is so nice," she murmured. "She looks so sexy bent over like this for us to play with. And her pussy is so wet and ready, mmm, it must be time you men were fucking her."

Roy and Vic had both been stripping their clothes off, and now they were both naked, their thick cocks hard and erect in anticipation of the fun they were going to have with this little drunk Chinese girl whose unsuspecting cunt was suddenly on offer to them. Liz pulled off her own dress, to reveal herself totally naked except for holdup stockings and her shoes. She climbed on the bed beside Doris, her thighs either side of Doris's head, looking down admiringly at the half naked body, tits bared, the dress again pushed up above her waist, the suspender straps stretched tightly across her bare bottom.

"Eat me Doris!" she commanded, taking hold of Doris by the hair and pulling her face between her legs. "Eat me, now!" Her knees were wide on either side of Doris's head and she was holding Doris's mouth hard against her pussy. "I said eat me, you slut," she exclaimed. "Eat my pussy. Let me feel your tongue on my clit, bitch!"

I couldn't make out whether Doris was doing it freely or whether Liz was pulling her by the hair, but Doris's head started moving slightly as if she was sucking, and Liz started gasping. Her hips were moving against Doris's face, and after a few moments she motioned to her husband. "Come on, the bitch needs cock. She's ready for it, Roy. Give it to her. Let's see Doris getting shagged."

I think the last bit was for my benefit, for she smiled at me as she moved away from Doris and motioned to Vic to take her place on the bed. He quickly positioned his cock at Doris's mouth. Gripping her head with both hands, he pulled my wife's face down on to his cock until he could push it into her mouth. Behind Doris, Liz knelt beside her husband, watching Vic and holding Roy's cock in her left hand, her fingers curled around his hard shaft, while she slid the middle finger of her right hand in and out of Doris's exposed cunt. At the same time, she took her husband's cock in her mouth and started to suck and wank him. Every now and then she released the cock from her mouth and looked up longingly at Doris being forced to take Vic's cock in her mouth.

"Your cock is getting real hard, Roy," she murmured. "When you shag Doris her tight cunt will give you such a great fuck!" Turning to Doris, she said, "He just loves fucking hot little cunts like you, Doris. You want his cock, don't you?"

She pulled the huge thick cock closer to Doris, and started to rub the head against my wife's pussy lips. Again she asked, "You want to feel this cock right inside you, don't you, Doris?" She pushed it in just a fraction, then pulled it back and moved it up and down along the slit. Doris was whimpering again as she felt Liz teasing her pussy with Roy's knob. Vic pulled her head back from his cock to allow her to speak. "Yes," she managed to whisper in a croak. "Please, I need cock, please let him fuck me."


Liz started to very slowly feed the stiff shaft into Doris's cunt. As the throbbing cock started to penetrate her, my wife's whimpers turned to moans and gasps. They were muffled by Vic's cock filling her mouth again, or she might have been crying out more loudly.

They had pulled Doris's legs apart to make it easy to see everything happening as the cock slid deeper and deeper into her cunt. Her whole body seemed to be shaking. In no time Roy was in her up to his balls and he began to move his hips to and fro, sliding his rigid cock in and out of her faster and faster. His thighs slapped against her buttocks on every forward thrust and his face was getting contorted as he rammed his cock into my little wife's juicy tight cunt, and even with her mouth sucking Vic's cock, Doris was still gasping and panting and making squealing noises as she was fucked. I was sure she was cumming as she pushed herself back against his cock but he was holding her hips as he screwed her, and roughly pulling her body about so much it was hard to be certain.

Liz couldn't wait any longer. "Get the bitch up on the bed," she ordered. "On her back. Spread her legs. I want her cunt and I want it now." The men reluctantly moved back from fucking Doris, and manhandled her up onto the bed. She was flung her on her back, the dress again hoisted up to her waist and her thighs parted enough to expose her bared pussy. Liz sank her face between the outstretched legs and her hands clawed at Doris's thighs, pushing them wider and wider apart to give her space to let her mouth and tongue and lips get to work feverishly licking and sucking on my wife's clit.

Doris reacted to the onslaught on her pussy by crying out, trying to turn her body from side to side, until Roy climbed onto the bed beside her and held her down, grasping her tits in both hands and squeezing and pulling her stiff nipples as he watched his wife sucking and finger fucking my wife. Liz's mouth was clamped round Doris's clit, her fingers now plunging in and out of Doris's cunt and arse, both holes being used now to get my wife more and more worked up.

Doris was starting to cum off again. She couldn't help it, the excitement and pleasure of being continually sucked and fucked and fingered were too much for her. Her mouth was hanging open and her oriental face was screwed up and her hands were clutching the bed cover as she began to buck her hips up and down. "Oh God, please don't make me...," she sobbed. "Please don't... no, please... please... don't stop, yes, yes!" Her slim body started to shudder, and suddenly she arched her back high off the bed, still frantically thrusting her pussy against Liz's mouth, as a huge orgasm hit her.

Liz moved back with a satisfied look on her face and motioned to Roy. He rolled onto his back, legs spread, his thick hard cock rearing up from his crotch like a pillar. I watched the others lift my wife, still on her back, and position her over Roy. Doris was in a daze, sobbing and crying from the intensity of her orgasm on Liz's sucking and fingering, and didn't realise at first what they were doing. This time, they wanted Roy's cock in her arse, and we all knew she was too drunk and too horny to do anything about it. They were holding her arms and legs, spread open, forcing her down onto his prick. Roy's well lubricated cock prodded between her cheeks and started to inch its way into her. She could do nothing to stop it, her mouth was hanging open again, her eyes tight shut as she felt it penetrate deeper and deeper. Now my wife was lying on her back on top of Roy, her arse impaled on his cock, still wearing her dress, although it was crumpled in a ring aroung her waist, her stocking clad legs spreadeagled, her bare stiff nippled tits rising and falling as she panted and gasped for breath.

With her thighs held open and Roy's cock in her arse, her pussy lips were slightly parted, glistening and inviting. The wetness round them was clearly visible. And now it was Vic's turn to fuck her cunt. He got in front of Doris and peeled her pussy lips fully open, then slowly slid two fingers straight in. For a few moments he finger fucked her, working his fingers in and out and round and round, slowly at first, then faster and faster. He was grunting and muttering about how tight Doris's cunt was, how she was going to give him a fantastic ride, while Doris was making so much noise, gasping, panting, moaning, whimpering, that I thought the people in the other room would hear and come to see what we were doing to her.

Then Vic mounted her, moving his body between her shapely legs and lifting them and keeping them wide apart. Doris was still trying to twist and turn, her legs held up in the air and her head flopping from side to side, but she was helpless. Vic was leaning over her to grasp her bare tits, and letting his prick push against the entrance to her cunt. His teeth were gritted as he told her, "Now Doris darling, you're gonna feel what it's like to get a real good hard double fucking!"

I watched his cock start to penetrate her cunt and saw Doris open her eyes wide with surprise as she felt the size of his hard prick starting to stretch her. Her mouth fell open and she gasped out a strangled "Uhhhhhhh" as Vic pushed his cock deeper into her. Now both men were penetrating her, one in her cunt, the other in her arse, and both men were grunting as their hands clutched and grasped at her tits.

Then they both together started to fuck Doris. Vic's hips moved slowly back then thrust hard forward, burying the whole length of his prick into her juicy tight cunt. Roy pushed himself hard up into Doris's arse, then briefly relaxed and slipped half out before ramming back into her again in unison with his friend. And Doris was starting to climax again.

Liz was bending beside me, wanking me and taking my cock in her mouth, but still watching Vic and her husband fucking my wife. "It's unbelievable!" she gasped. "Seeing your slut wife taking those two cocks like that! Look at her, the bitch is loving it, she's almost cumming off again!"

She led me over to the bed, and laughed as she roughly pulled Doris's head to the side and guided my cock towards her mouth. "Doris," she grinned. "Here's another one for you. You're a dirty little cock-hungry cunt and you might as well have three cocks in you!"

Liz was still holding my cock in one hand, wanking it into Doris's mouth. Her other hand had slipped down to Doris's clit and was now vigorously rubbing it hard, helping Doris on her way to another wild orgasm. She started to kiss Doris, even though my cock was in her mouth, and in between kisses she snapped out, "Suck him off, Doris, suck him, suck him off, suck! Make him cum in your mouth! Swallow his spunk!"

Watching the two cocks plunging in and out of her, and feeling her lips clamped tightly round my own cock, and still with Liz's fingers wrapped round my shaft, I couldn't last more than a few seconds before I started firing my cum into my wife's mouth. It went on and on and on and when I drew back exhausted, Liz immediately straddled my wife's face and started grinding her pussy against Doris's mouth. She was facing Vic now, and leaning forward to kiss him, while her hands were busy on Doris's tits, and while the two men continued to fuck my wife.

I watched breathlessly as both Liz and Doris started to cum, and at much the same time the two men shagging Doris both started to cum off as well. All four bodies on the bed were writhing around so much it didn't seem possible that both cocks were still fucking into Doris, but they were, and everyone was making so much noise and I was sure someone would hear us, but nothing happened.

After a little while, when we had all calmed down, Liz refastened Doris's dress but insisted that she should stay naked underneath, and gave me her knickers and bra for safe keeping. We called a taxi and left for home, with promises and threats of another longer fuck session another time with my drunk and horny well-shagged wife.



Hot Fun With My Girl



My girl and I found it so sexy to be daring in public. My girl is beautiful, sexy, cute and I love her. We were shopping in a busy store in town on a Saturday afternoon. My sexy girl had picked out a little dress which she liked and we headed for the changing room. I did my normal action of standing outside whilst she went in to try the dress on. As I looked round, I noticed it was packed with shoppers. The changing rooms were stuffed with people trying things on. The staff seemed really manic.

My girl called me and as she opened the door my jaw dropped. She was standing completely naked with that naughty look in her eye. She almost shouted, "What do you think of this one?" I just smiled as she waved me in. As soon as the door shut, I was pushed against the thin walls. She rammed her tongue down my throat just the way I love. She tasted so sweet. My hand ran down her sexy body, making my cock grow instantly in my jeans. She whispered in my ear, "Get your clothes off now." 

I tore off my clothes so we were both naked. As we kissed, our bodies melted into each other. My hands ran down her body ending on her sexy little bottom. I grabbed it tight, running my hands all over it. Her hands did the same. She reached down to my cock, squeezing it. I could have exploded right there and then. I reached down between her sexy legs to find her pussy was all smooth. As my fingertips reached her pussy lips they were dripping. I slipped a finger inside her lips, and they parted with much wetness. I ran my finger over her clit, it was huge. I knew she was so turned on from how wet she was. 

Her hand wrapped around my cock, it felt so good as she pumped my throbbing cock in her sexy little hands. My fingers started to circle her clit . I knew she was trying not to make a sound but little whimpers escaped her lips as I continued to stroke her wet, smooth pussy. She began kissing my neck and her lips felt so warm, so wet, just driving me wild. Her hand left my now bursting cock. She was stroking my balls, making me moan. She ran her fingers under my balls to my special spot. The place she loves to touch me, the place that makes her pussy flood. 

Her finger touched my spot and I moaned into her ear. She looked at me and smiled. She whispered, "Shhhh." With that sexy smile she pushed her finger into my naughty hole. I almost came there and then. My girl was now kissing down my chest, and it sent tingles down my body. She tongued my nipples, which felt so good. She dropped to her knees, giving me a sexy wink. Then her hand pulled my cock to her lips. She kissed me soft and slow. Her other finger she had made wet and was pushing into my naughty spot.  

The feeling was too much as she sucked my cock into her hot, wet mouth. The feeling was electric. It felt so so good as she looked me in the eye as she licked and sucked my huge cock. She began to wank me into her mouth. I was lost in heaven, almost forgetting all the people around us in the busy changing rooms. I wet my finger then reached down to her chest. I slowly touched her rock hard nipple with my wet fingertips. She moaned on my cock, which sent sensations running through my body. My fingers just stroked her nipple over and over. Her nipple was rock hard. I pulled her up and I took her nipples straight in my mouth, one after the other. 

Her breathing got quicker as my tongue flicked over her flesh. Her nipples tasted so good against my tongue. My fingers trailed down to her pussy which was now leaking. I ran my fingers up and down her drenched pussy lips. I let my fingertips slip onto her clit . I ran little circles on her clit . It was massive. She pulled my head into her chest hard. I knew she was close from the tiny moans that were slipping out of her mouth.

I moved to her other nipple and drew it into my mouth. I licked at it hard and fast. All the while my fingertips stroked at her pussy. My girl's legs were now buckling, from the orgasm starting to rip through her. I added another finger to her clit and began flicking it harder and faster. My mouth was licking and sucking at her nipples so fast. She rocked back and forward as wave after wave ran through her body. My fingertips which were strumming her clit were now being flooded as she came, squirting all over my hand. 

She kissed me deeply as her body shook over and over. As she came down, she whispered in my ear, "It's too loud to have sex; I'm gonna make you come everywhere." She stepped behind me. Her lips started to kiss my neck. It felt so good as I closed my eyes. I felt her hand wrap around my now throbbing cock and she began to pump it up and down. Her other hand slipped between my cheeks. 

She whispered to me, "That's my come sliding into you." As she said it her finger slipped inside my naughtiest spot. It felt so good. Her lips on my neck, her hand pumping my cock so hard and her slippery finger pushing deep inside me. It was too much to take. I spurted across the changing room. As I came, she fucked my hole hard with her finger, making my orgasm even more intense. 

We kissed, almost giggling with us both having huge smiles. We dressed leaving the store at speed due to a little bit of a mess we had made together.



Hot Fusion



The waning sun cast a molten sheen over the seemingly infinite expanse of the Pacific ocean, far below me. I was in my thirteenth hour of a trans-Pacific flight when the plane began to descend. On the horizon a tiny, distant blotch of land emerged, which gradually began to look like Taiwan. I made random movements of my limbs, reassuring myself that some blood was still flowing there, as Taiwan grew in the little window to my left.

Lately, I have been a journalist, ostensibly a science writer, for a fledgling publication called Unpopular Science, which provides slightly iconoclastic coverage of current developments in the science world. I'm low man on the totem pole, and I get the less-than-choice assignments. 

In this case, I was on my way to cover a conference at National Cheng Kung University in Tainan City -- not exactly a household word. But National Cheng Kung U. has a fusion lab of sorts, the Plasma and Space Science Center, and this was a topic of some interest to me. 

The idea of building a machine to contain a fusion plasma -- essentially, a little chunk of what the sun is made of -- has always intrigued me. And of course, once the engineering problems are solved, we will have clean energy in tremendous abundance, which might come in handy.

After landing in Taipei and taking a shuttle flight to Tainan City, I checked into my hotel and began to get the lay of the land. The downtown buildings were festooned with tall, narrow, boldly colored signs, each with a vertical sequence of Chinese characters. It was my first visit to Taiwan, and the summer climate made me feel like an egg being poached -- intense, humid heat. I had the sensation of swimming through the air as I made my way to the Magnetic Mirror Plasma Laboratory to pick up a few brochures, after which I went to have a look at the conference facilities.

One of my objectives was to find someone relatively prominent to interview, but this was not really an "A List" conference. I saw a number of attendees milling around, and I tried to look nonchalant as I scrutinized them, looking for someone who might be relatively notable. One woman caught my eye, as the other participants seemed to treat her deferentially. I wandered near her, maneuvering myself into position to catch a glimpse of her ID badge. I squinted at it, trying not to be too obvious, and I was able to discern that it said "Dr. Alyona Rabinovich."

The name rang a bell for me. I reached for my trusty digital companion and Googled her surname. Aha -- M.S. Rabinovich was the founder of the Russian Stellarator program. The Stellarator was a design for a magnetic confinement fusion reactor, where magnetic fields are used to contain a plasma at a temperature in the millions of degrees, too hot to be contained by metal or any other solid material. Although it was designed in the West, the Stellarator was discarded there in favor of the donut-shaped Tokomak design. Meanwhile, the Russians picked up the Stellarator and ran with it.

I now took a long look at Dr. Rabinovich. She looked steely and authoritative, her dark eyes peering intensely out of her silver-framed glasses. But there was also something charming and unaffected about her -- her shaggy, dark-blonde hair fell loosely to her shoulders, with bangs that partially obscured her eyes at times, and gave her a slightly disheveled, carefree look. And I was not oblivious to the fact that although her attire was not intended to emphasize it, it was clear that she was rather voluptuous.

Just then, the crowd around her receded, and she was momentarily unoccupied. I seized the opportunity and approached her, brandishing my press credentials. "Excuse me, Dr. Rabinovich," I said. She politely gave me her attention. "I'm Andre LeMagne with Unpopular Science." Her face went blank. "It's a small American publication," I explained, somewhat apologetically. "I couldn't help but wonder whether you might be related to M.S. Rabinovitch of the Stellarator program." This time the light of recognition appeared on her face.

"A distant relative, a great uncle, I believe. And I don't work on Stellarators." She smiled wryly.

"Well, I'm here to cover the conference, and I wondered whether we might arrange an interview."

"Perhaps," she replied. "I'll tell you what -- I'm about to grab lunch, why don't you come along and we can discuss whether my work will be interesting to your publication." Her English was quite fluent, with only a hint of an accent.

"That would be great," I said, and we made our way out of the hall into the oppressive heat of the Taiwanese summer. Dr. Rabinovich seemed to know her way around Tainan City, because after just a few minutes we had entered an unassuming establishment near the campus and were enjoying little bowls of dànzǎi miàn, the traditional noodles with meat sauce, and bottles of strong Taiwanese beer. She told me it was her favorite hangout when she visited Tainan.

She went on to explain, "I'm working on the fusion-fission hybrid reactor. I'll be going back to China soon to collaborate with their program." She called the waitress to order a second beer.

I was puzzled. "Is there anything going on at this conference that relates to that?"

She grinned mischievously. "Absolutely nothing. But I'm here sort of as a diplomat, and also because I have an interest in Electromagnetically Induced Transparency phenomena and drift waves and turbulence."

"Cool," I said, making a mental note to find out what the heck it was. "I'd love to interview you about that. And that will give me an excuse to go into some of your other work with the hybrid reactors. But what do you mean, that you're here as a diplomat?"

She gave me another sardonic grin. "Well, you know, your government has an unfortunate policy of trying to stir up contention between China and Taiwan. So Taiwan tends to be sort of like the jealous little sister. I spend a lot of time in China, working on the hybrid, so I must put in an appearance here in Taiwan, so Taiwan will know that we love her as well."

"That would be interesting in my interview."

She winked. "Which is exactly why it should not be there."

"I don't have a problem leaving it out. It will be a friendly interview."

"Good, that sounds like a lot of fun. Listen," she said, "I've got to get back. I have a couple of meetings to attend before the conference opens up tomorrow. But I'm sure we can schedule an interview some time this week."

"Great!" I replied. We exchanged business cards, and she hurried out the door. I began to make my way through the thick summer air, back to my hotel.

The next morning, I got up early and Googled assiduously until I thought I had a pretty fair idea of what Electromagnetically Induced Transparency phenomena and drift waves and turbulence were all about. Then I got dressed and shaved, and headed over to the conference. 

I did some snooping around and listened to a few presentations. When the conference broke for lunch, I headed for the main hall and spotted Dr. Rabinovich, who seemed to be just concluding a colloquy with some colleagues.

"Good afternoon, Dr. Rabinovich," I said. "I'm wondering whether you might be free to conduct that interview over some more dànzǎi miàn?" 

She smiled indulgently and corrected my pronunciation. Then she nodded and said, "Sure."

We made our way back to the little restaurant and ordered food and beer, sitting outside on the patio at a table under an umbrella. I set up my little recorder and we conducted the interview as we ate -- not the most professional way to run an interview, but it went well. We both leaned close to the device to speak, to be sure our words were captured over the sound of motor scooters passing by, or the chatter of the nearby shopkeepers. 

Dr. Rabinovich spoke extensively on a broad range to topics, and with a good sense of humor as well. I was confident that I had myself enough material to get an article into the next issue. After we closed the interview and I shut off my recorder, she smiled and said, "OK, you can stop calling me Dr. Rabinovich now. I'm Alyona."

I grinned back and replied, "Pleased to meet you. I'm Andre. And by the way, now that we have talked about your work, our readers would like to learn about other aspects of your life. They like to see the various facets of people who do science."

Surprisingly, she brightened at this. "I'm an aspiring writer of fiction."

"Really!" I exclaimed. "What sort? Short stories? The great Russian novel?"

She grinned and shook her head shyly, causing her hair to sort of flutter around her face. "This will have to be off the record."

"Uh... OK," I replied.

Once again she grinned self-consciously and said, "I'm not sure why I'm telling you this. I write erotica."

"No kidding!" I responded. "I do that, too," and I mentioned a website for writers of erotic stories to which I had contributed.

"I know that one! I have some stories there." she said. "What name do you write under?"

"I'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours," 

She grinned again, and then impulsively tore a piece of paper from the notebook she carried and wrote down a name. I folded it and put it in my pocket, then took her book and wrote down mine.

Once I returned to my room, I turned on the air conditioner and stood gratefully in front of it for a few minutes. Then I remembered the piece of paper in my pocket. I took it out and read it -- "Alexandrara" -- then opened my laptop. I went to the erotica site and did a search for Alexandrara as an author. Sure enough, a half dozen stories appeared on the menu. I chose one at random and began to read.

Her English was flawless and her story engaging. It was written in the first person, and after taking some time for plot and character development, the moment arrived when Alyona began to describe acts of oral sex, both giving and receiving, with such compelling enthusiasm that I felt my cock begin to swell within my pants. It stiffened and grew so insistently that I had to interrupt my reading in order to take my pants down and give it a little more room.

Alyona was now describing how she yearned to swallow her lover's cum, and then the deep and intense excitement she felt when she did so. This was really too much for me to endure -- I fell back upon the bed, pulled my shirt up to my neck, and began to tease the underside of my cock head with one finger. I thought of her face, with her wide, generous smile, and I imagined her as she described herself in the passage in her story, swallowing her lover's cock, forcing it deep into her throat, desperate to taste his cum. 

As I imagined this, I began to stroke myself, slowly at first. I thought of how she described her wild joy when her lover ejaculated into her mouth, and suddenly I could hold back no longer. I swiftly stroked myself until I spurted copiously upon my chest and belly. Then, after a few dreamy minutes, I cleaned myself up and slept soundly for some hours.

The following day, at the lunch break, I spotted her from across the lobby. She made her way toward me, and we greeted one another like old friends. "Shall we have another round of dànzǎi miàn?" I made sure to say it correctly this time. She smiled, approving my pronunciation, and said that she would be pleased to share some more dànzǎi miàn. We struggled through the heat to the little restaurant, and found a seat. After our orders arrived, we ate and drank for a few minutes in silence, and then we simultaneously began to speak:

"How did you learn to write so well in English?" "How long have you been writing erotica?"

We both laughed, and Alyona surprised me by blushing a deep crimson. It dawned on me at that moment that we were both privy to some rather dark secrets about each other, that fact that we both liked to write smut, and more significantly, that we had glimpsed into one another's sexual fantasies in a very intimate way. I inferred from her question that she had investigated my stories on-line, just as I had investigated hers. I had no way of knowing which ones she had read, but they were all pretty raw.

Trying to ease the tension, I asked, "Did you go to school in the U.S.?"

"Yes," she replied, her color gradually returning to normal. "Both high school and college. I stayed with my aunt and uncle in New Jersey for 8 years. Then I went to graduate school in Novosibirsk."

"Did you go to Princeton?"

"Yep. Good place for plasma physics."

I hesitated for a brief moment, and then said, "Well, you write well in English."

"So do you," she replied, and we both laughed again. Alyona made eye contact with the waitress and ordered another round of beers. She returned to one of the topics of the interview for a few minutes, and I made a few notes to supplement my recording. Meanwhile, the beers arrived, and we drank them quickly, seeking relief from the heat.

At length, Alyona gave me a conspiratorial smile. "So, the stories you posted online... do you find that you write mostly, um, from experience?"

"It varies. Sometimes I'm describing things I have done, other times it's just fantasies. Things I would probably do if I got the chance." As soon as those words popped out of my mouth, I wondered whether I might be sharing a little too much. But then again, she had asked.

Alyona looked wistful for a moment. "In my case, it's the latter. I'm married, but my husband doesn't necessarily share all of my... interests."

"I suppose I have a similar problem." But then I thought it prudent to change the subject. I asked her another question about her fission-fusion hybrids, and she held forth enthusiastically on that topic until it was time to return to the conference. I walked back to the center with her, listened to another presentation, then returned to my room to transcribe the interview. When I finished, I allowed myself a peek at another of Alyona's stories. This one, also written in the first person, included a vivid description of a mutual masturbation session.

After dinner, I headed back over to the conference center. There was no evening panel scheduled, but I thought I might hang out and buttonhole a few of the participants. The place was largely deserted, but just as I was about to give up and depart, Alyona emerged from one of the offices and greeted me.

"There's no news to cover here tonight," she said with a grin.

"Yes, it looks that way."

"Have you ever been to a night market?"

"No. What's a night market?"

"It's a tradition here in Taiwan. Do you have a little time? I'll show you."

We found a taxi, took a short ride, and spent the next few hours wandering around a bustling outdoor market, noisy and garish with lighted signs and banners in Chinese. We sampled a variety of snacks and bought T-shirts with nonsensical messages in English. Alyona was good company, and afterward, as we rode another taxi back to the convention area and dropped her at a hotel a block away from mine, she gave me a conspiratorial wink and said, "Maybe I'll read another of your stories tonight."

The following day, the conference was quite busy. I prowled around and managed to snag some brief, on-the-spot interviews with less-than-stellar fusion researchers. There was a brief guided tour of the Magnetic Mirror Plasma Laboratory, which was rather unassuming, compared to similar projects at Princeton and elsewhere. 

Then, at the dinner break, Alyona materialized beside me. "May I take you out to dinner?" she asked.

"Certainly," I replied.

She took me to a rather upscale restaurant, ordered for us expertly, and kept the beer flowing. Alyona was quite animated, giving me her views on literature, the cinema, and sharing with me the popular perception in her homeland that the US was behaving in a needlessly belligerent way toward the rest of the world. I had to concede the point.

We were on our third round of beers when she asked, "Did you tell me that you were married?"

"Not exactly," I replied, "but I am."

She smirked for an instant. "I read 'Covert Operations' last night. True story?"

I grinned back at her. "Partially true," I replied. "Actually, mostly true." "Covert Operations" was a story I had posted that described an adulterous affair. 

"That was a good story," said Alyona with a grin, and then suddenly she blushed deeply. 

I was embarrassed for a moment, but also increasingly tipsy. I thought of how scandalously raw the depictions of sex were in that story. After a moment's hesitation, I smiled back. "I love my wife, but she's not quite as adventurous as I might prefer her to be."

With unexpected vehemence, Alyona responded, "Tell me about it! My husband is a fine person -- for a bureaucrat -- but sexually, he is, well, not as exciting as I would like. I tried to gently push him in some more, shall we say, interesting directions, but it hasn't worked. Maybe it's wrong for me to say it. But damn it, I have... needs."

There was an awkward silence. Then I replied, "So, is that why you write erotica? To get it out of your system?"

"Not really," said Alyona. "I mean, because it doesn't really get it out of my system. I like to write. And when I sit down to write, that is what's on my mind." She looked a bit downcast for a moment. "It's on my mind quite often."

Despite my somewhat impaired judgment, I had to consider the possibility at this point that Alyona was coming on to me. I weighed my options. We were together in a location very remote from either Russia or the US. That, combined with the fact that we were both married, made it unlikely that either of us would attempt to prolong an encounter beyond the week of the conference. I was attracted to Alyona, and the fantasies that I had read in her stories were hot! Acting out those fantasies was an idea that I found extremely appealing.

On the downside, it would be unprofessional of me to have a fling with someone I was covering as a journalist. That particular qualm troubled me for a nanosecond or two.

Trying to stay calm, I asked, "Have you ever thought about having an affair?"

Surprisingly, she looked downright dejected. "Of course I have. But the only people I know are fellow scientists. I can't run the risk of spoiling a professional relationship by complicating it with sex."

"But you might consider it with someone outside of your profession?"

She gave me a sidelong glance. "I might."

I had the sense now of a Rubicon being crossed. We turned the conversation back to the conference, making small talk. It was late, and I knew that Alyona would address the conference the following morning. I allowed her to pay the bill, and we walked the short distance back to our hotels. As I saw her to the door of her hotel, she said, "Let's have lunch together tomorrow."

"Yes, I would very much like to do that," I replied, with perhaps a little more warmth than was strictly necessary. Then I went back to my hotel, fired up my computer, and read every last one of Alyona's stories.

Her speech the next day was quite brilliant, and well received. She was in an ebullient mood when we met in the lobby for the lunch break, and we chatted in an animated fashion, speaking loudly to be heard over the scooters and mini-vans as we walked to our now-familiar lunch spot. Once again we ordered food and beer, and took a seat in a quiet spot in the back of the restaurant. Alyona, instead of sitting across the booth from me, squeezed in next to me.

As we waited for our orders to arrive, she leaned over to whisper in my ear. I felt her warm breath. She murmured softly, "I don't need to attend the afternoon session."

I leaned over to whisper to her in turn, "Neither do I." I felt her scoot her body closer to mine, as the waitress arrived with our food and beer.

We ate and drank and made small talk for a few minutes. Then Alyona leaned over to me again. I felt the pressure of her breasts against my arm. She whispered, "I really liked your story called 'Showtime'." That was a story I had posted that described two lovers masturbating for each other over a webcam.




Hot Fusion



I leaned over to her and whispered in return, "I'm glad. I enjoyed writing that one."

Alyona whispered back, "Do you like to masturbate?"

I leaned over to her, putting my lips very close to her ear. "Yes, I do," I whispered. "How about you, Alyona? Do you like to masturbate?"

She leaned back to me, pushing her breasts against me again. "Yes, I do, very much."

It was my turn. I asked, "How many times a day?"

She smiled wickedly and leaned in further this time, her mouth almost on my ear. "Sometimes... three times. Sometimes more."

I was starting to get pretty excited. I leaned to her and whispered, "Is your pussy wet right now?"

Her turn. She whispered, "Don't say 'pussy'."

I looked at her quizzically. She leaned in again to say, "Don't say 'pussy'. Say 'cunt'." Then she grinned, most charmingly.

I grinned back, and leaned over again to whisper, "Is your cunt wet right now?"

With her mouth right on my ear, she murmured, "Yes. Very, very wet." She looked around to see whether anyone was watching us, and then placed her hand seductively on my thigh. "May I touch your cock?"

Gently but firmly, I removed her hand. "Not yet," I whispered. She looked disappointed, but complied. 

I took inventory of our food and beverages, and it looked like we had finished them. In a regular voice, I said, "It looks like it's time to go." She nodded; we settled our bill and walked out into the heat of the afternoon, which was hitting record levels that day, with very high humidity as well.

Neither of us spoke as we made our way through the hot, thick atmosphere. Alyona headed for her own hotel, and that was fine with me. As we entered the lobby, the cool blast of the air conditioner felt like salvation. We took the elevator up to the third floor, and walked purposefully through the quiet hallways to her room.

Alyona unlocked the door. I followed her in, and closed the door behind us. I stood before Alyona, and the two of us gazed at each other for just a moment, our smiles tense with anticipation. Then I said, "Alyona, I want you to strip for me." 

She blushed deeply, but did not demur. Instead, she said "I think I might need to drink some courage," and went to a small refrigerator, from which she extracted a bottle of vodka. She poured us each a glass; we clinked our glasses, and each put away the vodka in a single gulp. Then I pulled up a chair, facing the bed, and looked at Alyona expectantly.

"So you want me to strip," she said. I nodded. She took a deep breath and said, "All right." Facing me, she unbuttoned her lacy navy blue blouse, and draped it over the coffee table. She was now wearing a crimson brassiere, a creme-colored skirt, and sandals. She looked at me and smiled, a little nervously, but with increasing boldness as the vodka worked its magic. Then she ran her hands over her brassiere-covered breasts, squeezing them a little. They were large and womanly -- the brassiere was being pushed to its limits. 

I could see that she was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling visibly. She gave her breasts another squeeze, then reached behind her back to unhook the brassiere. She slowly let the shoulder straps slide down and cast her brassiere aside, as her big breasts spilled out. I tried unsuccessfully to suppress a moan when I saw them. They were ample, with thick, insistent pink nipples, standing up, demanding attention.

Alyona held her breasts in her hands, offering them to me, before using her thumbs to rub back and forth across her nipples. Damn, it was hot. I wanted to come and assist her, but I resisted the temptation. I caught her eye, and we both smiled, with a glazed look of arousal. Her nipples were very erect now. She paused for a second, and said, "Maybe just a little more vodka."

This time I did the honors, pouring us each another half a glass, which we quickly downed. "OK," said Alyona, "I think I'm ready now." She reached down and undid the buckles on her sandals, then kicked them off. Her toenails were painted cobalt blue -- very striking. She stood before me again, and slowly slid down the zipper and the side of her skirt, allowing it to slide to the floor.

There she stood, in crimson lace panties that matched her bra. I could see that her thighs were slick with her juices. She blushed again, just a little, but then she grinned with her eyes locked on mine. Her right hand traveled down the front of her panties, and she stroked her cunt sensually through the fabric, causing my the blood to rush to my cock. "Can you suck your nipples for me, Alyona?" I asked in a low, intimate tone. "I'd love to see that." 

She nodded, and held one breast up to her mouth, and then the other, sucking wantonly. My cock was straining against my pants, screaming to be released, but I forced myself to wait. I watched the stain of wetness spread on the crotch of her panties, and I involuntarily licked my lips.

Finally Alyona gave me a significant look and began to slide her panties down. I gasped when I first saw her cunt, which was shaved, swollen and tremendously wet. Then she stood before me, naked, her eyes riveted on mine. "Please lie down, Alyona," I requested. She stepped back to the bed and did as I asked, her head on a pillow and her feet toward me. "Spread your legs for me." Again, she fulfilled my request. "A little wider, please." She spread them more.

Her cunt looked so inviting. Her lips were plump, glistening and slightly parted. Her clit was distended. I wanted so badly to pounce on the bed and devour it. But again, I resisted the temptation. "Alyona, you said you like to masturbate." 

She replied hoarsely, "Yes, I do." 

"Please show me."

The fingers of her right hand snaked down and began to explore around and between her cunt lips. I was squirming helplessly in my chair. I felt like my hard cock might tear its way right through the fabric of my slacks. But I tried to conceal how aroused I was, and concentrated on giving Alyona my rapt attention. "Do you like me watching you?" I asked. 

"Yes, " she croaked, and shoved two fingers inside herself, up to the second knuckle. Breathlessly, she asked, "Do you like to watch me, Andre?" 

"I love it," I replied.

Now her left hand arrived on the scene and began to tease her clit, as the two fingers of her right hand slowly pumped in and out of her cunt. "Put three fingers in," I demanded, and she added a third finger, moaning as it stretched her. Her hips were rising and falling now as she shoved her cunt up to meet her busy fingers. I gazed in desperate longing as those fingers, shiny with her viscous cunt juices, traveled in and out of her oozing cauldron. This was getting to be just unbelievably hot.

I called out to her, my voice breaking, "Alyona?" 

"Yessss," she replied. 

"Would you like to see my hard cock?" 

"Oh god yes," she said. 

I managed to gasp out, "I'll show it to you if you cum for me." 

Alyona moaned again, and began to increase the intensity of her activity. "I will," she wailed softly.

Her hips were moving relentlessly now, in sync with her fingers. She began to moan in rhythm with her bucking hips, until the moan became continuous and she cried out, "I'm going to cum soon... I'm cumming!"

I watched in lustful fascination as her body convulsed in pleasure. At this point I tore off my shoes, shirt and pants, and straddled her on the bed. My rigid cock bounced against her belly. "Let me taste it," Alyona gasped. 

How could I refuse? But first I rubbed the head of my cock against her nipples, watching her face, which was a brazen mask of arousal. Then I moved up her body, far enough to offer it to her mouth. She greedily seized it with her lips and took as much of it into her mouth as the angle would permit. The feeling was wonderful. Then she stopped.

"Andre, I have a request for you now," she said in a low, urgent tone. 

"Anything you like," I replied, breathlessly.

She wriggled out from under me. "I want to sweat with you," she said. She hurried over to turn off the air conditioner, and then opened the windows, after which she just looked at me and smiled wickedly. I felt coolness from the AC melt away, as it was replaced by an onslaught of the punishing, humid heat of the Taiwanese summer. Within a minute we were both bathed in sweat, and feeling the full brunt of the hundred-degree heat. "Perfect," said Alyona. 

She walked toward me and we embraced, our sweat-soaked bodies rubbing against each other. We began to kiss, our wet tongues caressing, and the delicious slippery contact of our skin seemed like an extension of that wet kiss.

We continued to explore each other's mouths, aflame with desire, as Alyona's hands found my cock, and I reached down to caress her cunt. What a divine feeling! Her cunt was so slick with her juices, so smooth and alive against my fingers. I was mesmerized by the tactile sensation; my fingers had fallen utterly in love with her cunt. 

But then I lost contact with it as she slid to her knees and seized my cock in her mouth. The pleasure was out of this world. This time the angle permitted her to take every inch of me into her throat, which she did with genuine hunger, her tongue swirling around and around my shaft. She began to slowly and exquisitely fuck me with her mouth.

I was moaning loudly now, each time she swallowed me to the hilt. At a certain point I had to gasp out her name: "Alyona!" She refused to release my cock from her mouth to respond, and continued to suck me passionately. "Alyona, I need your cunt in my mouth!" This time she made a little whimpering sound, and quickly moved to the bed, laying on her side. I joined her, aligned the other way in the 69 position, and we fiercely embraced, devouring each other.

The intense heat seemed to amplify my senses. Alyona's sweet, buttery cunt tasted so strong, smelled so strong, I felt completely in its thrall, I wanted to worship it forever. I could feel her sucking my cock with complete abandon as I plunged my tongue inside her, then sucked her clit adoringly. We clasped each other tightly, our slick bodies writhing together as we fucked each others' faces. We were almost suffocating in the heat as we passionately sucked each other. I couldn't get enough of it. I knew that soon I would cum in her mouth, when suddenly she broke free from our embrace.

She motioned for me to lie on my back, and then straddled me and slowly, tantalizingly impaled herself upon my cock. She leaned forward to embrace me, rubbing her slippery breasts all over my chest as she did so. It was heavenly. I was already close to orgasm; I could feel her cunt contracting around my cock as we fucked, squeezing me, inciting me. I held her tightly as she lay on top of me, and we alternated between kissing and murmuring to each other as our hips danced in an inexorable rhythm. 

I gasped to her that I was going to cum, very, very soon, and she gave me her breathless promise that she would cum with me. We began to fuck faster, harder, I plunged my cock repeatedly as deep as it could go within her core, and suddenly I felt myself pass beyond the point of no return, I cried out her name, then we were both cumming, loudly.

Our orgasms lasted several seconds. After pausing for a brief moment, Alyona gave a little cry, rose from our embrace, and quickly moved up my body to place her cunt squarely on my mouth. It was overwhelming. Her cunt was so swollen from our fucking and her orgasm. Our combined juices were spilling out into my mouth, as I drank them greedily. She squirmed on my face as I ate her cunt again, relishing the weight of her bearing down on me, her powerful taste and smell, the oppressive heat in the room, the flood of juices; it was sensory overload, I could hardly breathe, and I loved it. 

She quickly reached another orgasm, grinding her cunt all over my eager mouth, at which point she climbed off me and bent down to kiss me, lapping up our fluids which were now coating my face. She whispered to me, "I have always wanted to do this. All of it."

For some minutes we lay together in silence, holding each other close. I savored the feeling of contact, her breasts against my chest, our faces touching, our arms and legs entwined, every inch of us bathed in sweat. And the feeling was arousing me again -- Alyona felt my cock stiffening, and then her hands were on it, exploring it with a touch that was both gentle and compelling. "Alyona," I whispered, "I want to cum in your mouth." 

I saw her eyes flash with excitement. "Yes!" she answered.

We moved back into the 69 position. The heat and our desire had put us into a sort of trance; we began to suck each other with single-minded, insatiable intensity. All five of my senses were saturated with pleasure. Our bodies and the bedsheets were completely soaked. The suffocating heat was almost too much to bear, but somehow the raw, compelling taste and texture of Alyona's gorgeous cunt made it tremendously arousing. 

She came first, several times, and her steaming cunt seemed to become more delicious with each successive climax. Her demanding mouth was bringing me closer and closer until I wailed her name again and spurted over and over into her mouth. Her moans as she swallowed my seed were thrilling, and I felt her hands still holding on tightly to my ass as she pressed herself against me.

We continued to lie there for some time, our faces nestled blissfully in each other's crotches. I felt tremendously fulfilled, and I was still in a sensual paradise, with my new lover's wet and gaping cunt only inches from my mouth and nose. I moved in to give it a lingering kiss, and I heard Alyona's sigh of approval coming from the neighborhood of my spent cock. Then I lay quietly again, happy with her taste in my mouth.

After a few minutes more, Alyona stirred and said, "I'm so sorry, Andre, but I must get ready for the evening session." She got up, closed the windows, and re-started the air conditioner, and then moved around the room, gathering up her clothing. Within a few minutes the room was once again at a comfortable temperature. But oddly, I found that I missed the fierce heat, and all the sensual delights that went with it.

Alyona and I took a quick shower together, fondling each other affectionately, but with the knowledge that we were now on a time schedule. We dressed, and parted.

I saw her again at the conclusion of the evening panel. She was in the company of a number of the conference organizers, who were clearly preparing to fête her. She caught my eye from across the room, and her 100-watt smile spoke volumes.

The next day was Saturday. The heat wave had broken, and the weather was relatively pleasant. I missed the heat.

There was to be a brief morning session, after which the conference would conclude. I had gathered enough interviews and other material to whip up a respectable article, so my work was complete for the time being. I was searching for Alyona. I found her just as the session ended. She walked up to me with a conspiratorial smile and put her finger to her lips, instructing me to be silent. Then she motioned for me to follow her back into the restricted "Staff Only" section of the conference building.

We entered a room that looked like an office and she closed the door behind us. In an instant we were embracing and kissing, our tongues dancing with each other's slowly and provocatively. Alyona rubbed her body against mine, making me feverish with lust. Then she leaned to whisper in my ear, "Not too loud -- that door doesn't lock," at which point she fell to her knees and and began frantically undoing my belt and pants.

She no sooner got my pants to my knees than she swallowed my hard cock deep into her throat. I struggled to stifle my cry of pleasure, and my hips began to rock back and forth, as I thrust my cock over and over into her hungry mouth. Suddenly I pulled her to her feet and exchanged places with her, kneeling before her, pushing up her skirt and yanking her panties down. She seized me by the hair and pulled me close, as she wrapped one leg around my shoulders and began to rub her cunt against my face. 

I will never forget how good she tasted, or how fabulously wet she was. There was something exquisite in the way it felt to have her clit in mouth, to suck it and tease it with my tongue. She let me eat her until she once again demanded to change places and knelt before me, swallowing my cock and sucking it like a woman possessed. Then I demanded another turn, pushing my tongue way up inside her, and then following it with three of my fingers. I rubbed her g-spot urgently, while desperately sucking her clit.

I heard her say to me, sotto voce, "We haven't got much time -- the cleaning crew will be in here soon." Then she turned and placed her hands on a counter-top, looking back at me lustfully. I can take a hint. I positioned myself behind her, and began to tease her clit and vulva with the head of my cock. She quaked in pleasure, but then said in a stage whisper, "Hurry, Andre!"

I seized her hips and slowly, purposefully rammed my fat, rigid cock into her waiting cunt. "Oh god," she said, a little too loudly. Then we began to fuck, slow and hard. Her ass was trembling as I moved in and out of her. I could feel her squeezing me powerfully each time I shoved my cock inside her, all the way to her cervix. We began to whisper each other's names, and then I felt her begin so shove her cunt back to meet my thrusts with growing urgency. I lost all self-control -- I began to slam into her, and suddenly we were both cumming, with no effort to be quiet. I'm sure they heard us in the lobby. 

Alyona arched her back and her muscles locked in place for an instant -- then she relaxed, and emitted a deep groan of satisfaction. She turned to face me, plunging her fingers into that glorious place where my cock had just been, and brought them out slimy with our juices. She closed her eyes as she put them in her mouth, savoring the tastes, and then she dipped them into her cunt again to offer a taste to me, which I gratefully accepted. Then she said, "We had better get dressed."

We rushed to get back into our clothes, spurred on by the occasional sounds of footsteps and voices in the hall outside, Alyona brought out her notebook, tore out a page, and wrote down her email address for me. "This is a special address," she said. "I use it for submitting erotica." Significantly, she added, "You may write anything you like to me there."

I smiled affectionately at her, wrote an email address in her book, and kissed her, long and slow. That was five years ago today. It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

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