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Our First Experience

By: eapa



After three years of marriage, my husband and I started to fantasize during sex of bringing someone else to our bed, especially couples. Every time we talk about it while we have sex, he would have an intensive orgasm, he would also come faster. We only mentioned it while we had sex; we never sat down and talked about it.

My name is Julie; I am 29 years old and considered by many to have a nice body. I stand at 5'8" and 138lbs, blonde, 36C 28 36. I had two boyfriends before I got married to Rick, and the only sexual encounters I had before marriage was the three times I gave oral sex to one of my boyfriends. I was a virgin when I married Rick and I was proud of it. Rick is 31 years old muscular man, 5'11" and 170 lbs. We are a couple that like to be in shape by going to the gym and exercising all the time.

On Friday and/or Saturday nights we often get together with two couples friends of ours; we have known them for some time now. Andrea and Ray have been married for 3 years. Andrea is a beautiful energetic brunette, 27 years old and have a beautiful body, her best feature are her 36D breast. Ray is a thin 29 year old man. Mike and Sally have been married for 4 years, Sally is a beautiful shy, quite brunette, she is 30 years old and have a well proportionate body, her beast feature is her well round ass. Mike is somewhat overweight at 32.

One Saturday night after having a pizza, we decided we needed to expend a vacation together somewhere else, the beach, a cabin in the mountains, anywhere but it had to be going somewhere. After a few minutes of brainstorming, we decided to expend our next vacation together in the Bahamas. We were going to expend our 2000 summer vacations in the Bahamas.

We rented a beautiful three-bedroom house by the beach. It had everything we hoped for. We all unpack, went out to the supermarket and bought enough food and alcohol for the ten days we were going to be there. That same day we arrived we put on our swimming suits and relaxed on the beach in front of the house.

Andrea was wearing a very small bright yellow thong, her ass was for us all to see; I notice my husband Rick looking at her often. I think Ray felt proud of Andrea. In the other hand, Sally in the other hand was wearing a very conservative dark blue bikini, not showing anything; and I was wearing a orange bikini that wasn't big, but it wasn't small either; part of my ass could bee seen but it wasn't that much.

After a few hours at the beach, we went inside to shower and get ready for the BBQ we had planed. We drank and ate until around 11:00 pm. when we decided to hit the sack; we all were very tiered and exhausted because of the trip.

Next day we got up at 9:00 am. We ate breakfast together and then decided to go and drive around the island until we find a nice beach. After an hour or so we found a secluded beach were we only saw one couple in their mid thirties about three hundred feet away from where we were standing.

Andrea was the first one to speak out. "Hey, I like this beach, is quite and private, let's stay here today and enjoy it" said Andrea. "I agree, what about you guys?" asked Ray.

After a few minutes of expressing our opinions and what we should do, we all decided to stay and enjoy the day there.

We all were wearing the same swimming suits we had use the day before under our clothes. It wasn't long when Sally mentioned to us that the couple on the beach were nude. The guys started to look over and tried to imagine more than they were able to see because of the distance. After a couple of hours the couple left and we had the beach entirely to ourselves.

Sally, Andrea and me were laying facing down enjoying a nice sun tan when we heard they guys behind us.

"Ladies we are here in this secluded beach all alone, we might as well enjoy" said Ray.

Andrea, Sally, and me turned around to see what the guys were up to now; to our surprise we saw the three of them standing in front of us completely nude.

We sat there watching our husbands with a semi hard on looking down on us. I was surprised with Ray and Toms' sizes. Rick is 6" long, trimmed with an average thickness; Ray is 8" long and very thick, what us girls will call extra thick, trimmed so low that is almost shaved, he looked incredible with that thing hanging there between his legs. Tom in the other hand is 5, he says, maybe 4.5" and very thin. We couldn't see much of it behind so much pubic hair.

"Are you girls going to join us?" said Ray.

"I don't think so". I responded to Ray.

"Come on, Are you going to lets us down? No one will saw us naked here, We are alone and we should try to enjoy ourselves.' Said Rick.

It didn't take to much convincing to do to Andrea.

"Why not, we are here among friends and we should enjoy at our best" Said Andrea while she took off the tiny swimming suit she was wearing.

Here was Andrea, a beautiful 27 year old brunette nude, showing off her 36D firm breasts, big light brown areolas and hard nipples, her pussy was almost shaved, some trimmed hair on the top, her ass firm but not to big. 

When I saw her pussy, I noticed that the lips were not closed tied as mine, I could see her inner lips. My thought was that she either had some mileage on it or her husband did that to her with his heavy equipment.

Sally and me just sat there for a minute or so, watching her talking to the guys.

"Come on girls, get you suit off, lets enjoy ourselves, don't be shy now" said Andrea to me. 

My husband also let me know that it was ok for me to do it if I wanted to. Tom didn't say anything to Sally, as always, they did what the group asked them to do or told them what to do.

After a few minutes of talking back and forth I decided to take off only my top part, and I got Sally to do it too.

I couldn't get my eyes off Ray cock, and I notice he couldn't take his eyes off my breast.

My breasts are 36C, firm and the areolas are pink.

Sally is also a 36C, firm breasts; her areolas are light brown, the size of a nickel and small nipples. I was very impress of how her breast looked.

After a while, we started to feel more relax and less inhibit about every one stage of nudity. Must of the time we were all together talking and having a nice time. In two ovations that I was alone laying down building on my son tan when Ray came out of the water and sat beside me.

After talking for a few minutes, he told me that he was going to rub oil on my back, and without hesitation he did very respectfully the first time, the second time around he knelt beside me, his cock inches away from my face while he rubbed oil on my back. This time he went under my suit and touched my ass hole. I didn't know how to react, but I realize that I couldn't let him do that, so I stood up.

"Ray, is to hot out here, lets join the group and cool off some" I said to him.

"Ok, no problem, maybe we better do that" Ray told me.

Walking to the beach, I knew that I was wet, I was exited from what had just done, and I couldn't get his cock out of my mind. The image of it just a few inches from my face was really exiting me more and more.

At 5:00 pm we decided to go back to the house, take a shower, have another BBQ and relax.

When we got back to the house, we all took showers together in the outside patio. Ray and Rick started to tease Tom about the size of his cock. One thing led to another and we agreed to trim down Toms pubic hair. Andrea went inside and got some scissor.

"Ok Tom, I know I can do this, look at Ray's cock and don't tell me it doest look great with that haircut!!!!" said Andrea.

"Sally, you are going to finally see what have you been getting from Tom, and be able to compare with your previous boyfriends" said Rick.

"Tom has been the only man in my life, I didn't have any boyfriends or experiences before I got married" said Sally to Rick.

"What?, don't tell me Toms' the only guy you have ever had??" asked Ray.

"Why not?, I had 2 boyfriends before Rick, but I never had complete sex with them" I told Ray.

While we were talking, Andrea had Tom standing up in front of her with his legs spread apart while she was trimming his pubic hair. I couldn't keep my eyes off Andreas hands, lifting Tom's little dick and balls around with her hands while she trimmed his pubic hair. 

"What do you mean by complete sex, Julie? asked Ray.

"Like I said, I had two boyfriends before Rick, and only gave oral sex to one of them, nothing else. There was no intercourse" I told Ray.

"Did he gave you oral too?" asked Ray.

"We did it three times, he did oral on my once" I told him.

"Well, that is a surprise, I never thought you and Sally were virgins when you got married. " said Ray.

"What about you Andrea? How many boyfriends did you have before Ray? asked Rick.

"I had three boyfriends before Ray, but I had sexual encounters with two other guys together three times" said Andrea.

"You mean you did threesomes with two guys?" asked Rick.

"Yes, three times with two friends from college, and if you want to know something else, I did like it a lot, and they were the ones that introduce me to Ray" said Andrea.

"Did you do anal sex with them" I asked Andrea.

"Julie, I think you are way out of line with that question" Rick told me. "It is ok Rick" said Andrea. "No, Julie, my first anal sex I did it with Ray. I never had anal before marriage, How about you? Do you like anal sex Julie?" Andrea said.

"I never tried it" I said.

"You mean, you never have thought about it or you are not interested at all?" Andrea asked me.

"I have thought about it, but I think Rick is not much into that" I said.

"I don't know, I haven't thought about anal much?" said Rick.

"What about you Sally" asked Ray

"I have never done it either" said Sally.

"Maybe you haven't had sex at all. Look at Toms size" said Rick.

By that time Andrea had finished trimming Tom. I don't know if it looked better with or without the pubic hair. He looked like an eight year old kid, his semi erection by all the touching wasn't impressive at all.

"Who is next? Take advantage while it lasts, tomorrow the price will be $10.00 per haircut!!!!" said Andrea.

"What about you Julie? Does Andrea have to trim you too??" asked Ray.

"No, I don't need to be trimmed down. I am shaved" I told Ray.

"Come on, I can't believe you shave. Rick, Who trims yours down? asked Ray.

"Julie. why?. Don't you like my haircut?? Asked Rick

"Sally, what about you?" I asked her.

"No, I have never shave or cut any hair there" Sally told us.

"Ok, I think is time for you to get a haircut. You are old enough" I said.

"I don't think is right, I don't know" Sally said.

"Sally, you always trusted me, I think you should. Right Tom?" I said

"Honey, I think is ok, I did it, and I like it." Said Tom to Sally.

Without a word, Sally took off her bottom part of the swimming suit. Exposing one of the bushiest pussy I have ever seen. She had hair everywhere around her pussy and ass.

"Ray, please go get me a razor blade. This going to be fun" said Andrea.

"Andrea, are you sure you an shave me without cutting her?" asked Tom.

"Don't worry Tom, she is in good hands. I do this every day when. Ray is the one that shaves my ass, maybe will let him do that" said Andrea.

When Tom came back with a new razor blade. Andrea did the same work on Sally that she had done on Tom. She trimmed first her pubic hair and then started to shave her. Living only a thin line of trimmed hair on the top. She cut it just like she does for herself.

Sally looked great, she had a beautiful pussy, like a virgin, untouched, her pussy lips were closed tight and he inside was like a strawberry. All of us were saying how beautiful her pussy looked that way.

"Ok Sally, my turn, please get on your hands and knees, I am going to shave your ass" said Ray.

"Tom is it ok with you if Ray does that, he will be touching me." Sally told Tom.

"It is ok Sally, Tom wont mind, right Tom, you don't mind" said Rick to Tom.

Tom nodded his head in a sign of agreement.

Sally went down on her hands and knees. Tom got behind her and started to rub shaving cream around her ass. This made Ray get a hard immediately. Ray started to shave Sally carefully, opening her ass chicks.

"Here, let me help you Ray" said Rick.

Rick knelt beside Sally and grabbed her ass chicks and spread them wide open to expose her asshole. Ray started to shave Sally, no one was talking.

Every one of was watching without blinking an eye, every one watching Ray shaving Sally's ass while Rick was holding her ass chicks wide open. I repeated these words inside of me many times while they were shaving Sally.

Suddenly I realize I was wet, I was exited watching my husband and Ray shaving Sally; also I realize that one of those guys was my husband, "my husband"!!!. Some jealousy came over me at that moment, but I told my self I wasn't going to make a scene and that everything was ok.

After a few minutes of intense looking at Sally's ass, Ray's and Rick's hands working on Sally. I looked around and saw Toms face, he was stoned watching, his little cock was hard. Andrea was watching closely, she didn't say anything but watch.

"Tom, how do you like you wife ass?? Is looking better, right?" asked Rick.

Tom nodded his head without saying a word.

"We will be finish in a few minutes Tom, your wife has a great ass" said Ray.

I couldn't believe it. I was watching my husband with one of our best friends shaving one of my friends ass while her husband and us watched and were getting exited at the same time.

Sally had not said a word.

"Sally, are you ok dear" I asked her.

"She is ok Julie, she is just fine" said Ray spanking her in the rear softly.

"I am ok Julie" Sally said.

She sounded different when she said it.

"Rick, I think Sally is exited about all this, look at her pussy, is wet" said Ray.

Then it happen, Ray touched Sally's pussy on the outside and inserted his middle finger in Sally's pussy making her moan. He stroke her a few times when he said.

"Sally is exited and wet. I think she has had multiple orgasms while we shaved her, Rick, touch her and see for yourself." said Ray.

Ray took his middle finger so my husband could place his middle finger in Sally's pussy. When he did Sally started to moan again. Rick fingered her seven or eight times before Tom intervened and asked Rick to stop.

"Rick, please, I don't think we are ready for this" said Tom.

Suddenly I realize what was happening, I couldn't believe it, but I was exited and wet and realizing that I wanted to take Sally's place, and have Rick and Ray shave my ass.

Then I saw Sally, she was nude in front of us, she looked beautiful, her entire body looked like the body of a goddess. Her ass was exquisite, perfect and round, firm.

At that moment I realize that I was admiring a woman's body like never before. I wanted to touch her, to kiss her. All these was going thru my mind when Ray spoke to Andrea and me.

"Ok, Andrea and Julie, your turn, both of you right now" Ray said.

Both of them were standing up with a hard on. They just couldn't resist the touching and shaving the just had with Sally. Rick's and Ray's cocks were very hard.

Without hesitation, Andrea got down on her hands and knees.

"Well Julie, what about you, are you still shy about getting naked in front of us. You are the only one that have a piece of the swimming suit on" said Andrea.

I looked at Rick and he said "It is up to you".

Without any more hesitation, I took off my bottom. I didn't have to wait for Ray's comment.

"That is a nice pussy, shaved and tight" Ray said.

I walked over and placed my self beside Andrea on my hands and knees.

Here we were, Andrea and me on our hands and knees, being ass shave by the other wife husband while Tom and Sally watched.

I couldn't believe how wet I was, I knew Andrea was too, she hadn't said a word in along time, and I know that was not her natural stage, I could also see it in her eyes, she wanted to get fuck right there and now.

"Ok Ray, here, some shaving cream for you, some for me" said Rick.

Ray applied some shaving cream around my ass hole and was touching me all over. I knew was doing the same to Andrea. It felt great, he was rubbing and pushing his finger softly against my anus. He went around and around it many time.

"Rick, Julie doesn't really need to be shaved, she has no hair" said Ray

" I know, I shaved her two days ago, go over and remove the hair I missed" said Rick.

"Andrea, How long did Ray shaved you" asked Rick.

"Almost a week" said Andrea.

When Andrea finished saying that I felt a finger in my pussy, it was Rays finger. He started to finger me. It felt great, I had orgasm after orgasm. I heard Andrea moaning too, I turn my head and saw Ray and Rick smiling while they were fingering us. I also saw Ray's cock, it was going to explode. I turned around again and saw Tom and Sally; they were watching intensely what we were doing. Tom had his little cock with a hard on, rubbing it while he watched us. I smiled at him and he smiled back. I kept watching Sally's pussy, she looked so nice and tight.

I decided to look back again to see Ray's cock, and I saw he was masturbating himself while he fingered me, so was Rick, he was masturbating while he fingered Andrea.

I wasn't long before Andrea and me had had a few orgasm and they guys shooting their loads over our backs. It felt incredible; Ray had a warm abundant load of cum that when it hit my back and my ass chicks made me cum again.

Andrea and me stood up, I went to my husband and kissed him deeply.

"I love you" I told him in his ear.

"I love you too honey" he told me.

That was our second day of the ten days of vacation that we were to stay together in that house by the beach.

At that point we didn't know how all this was going to develop.

To be continued...

Our First Experience



(By no means am I a writer. I am just a young man who has been lucky enough to have some crazy sexual experiences with my wife and I wanted to share them. All my stories are completely true.) 

*

Our first experience took place two years into my relationship with my wife. We were still dating at the time but we were very serious and truly in love. First let me tell you about my wife Ashley, I started dating her while she was still in high school and I was a freshman in college. Ashley is a beautiful girl, at 5' 7" she has a very slender body with 34b breasts and an incredible ass, there is not an ounce of fat on her. Ashley is also blessed with a beautiful face and sexy smile. Then there's me, I'm two years older then Ashley (present day I'm 24) and am on the muscular side at 6' 190lbs with medium shaggy brown hair and a very subtle trimmed beard. When I first started dating my wife she was a very timid and sexually inexperienced girl. Over the first few months it was difficult to get her to explore new things sexually but with time she slowly started to loosen up and she became very submissive in bed. 

One warm summer night before Ashley left for college we decided to head over to my friend Eric's apartment to watch a few movies and drink a few beers. We got there around 8 o'clock and I was excited to see how hot Eric's girlfriend Katie was looking. Eric and Katie were a hot couple, they had only been together for a few months but we really enjoyed hanging out with them. 

Eric is slightly taller then I am but he is about 20 pounds smaller, he has short blonde hair and reminds me of a typical California surfer type even though we don't live in California. Then there was Katie; she was probably 5'5'' and had a great pair of breasts much larger than my wife's. Katie wasn't as skinny as Ashley but she was very cute and had just enough meat on her body to be sexy as hell, I also loved the tattoo on her lower back it always turned me on. 

After watching the first movie we were sitting around the living room talking about nothing when like always with kids barely twenty years of age our conversation turned to sex. Ashley felt a little out of place, as she was a very shy and inexperienced eighteen year old at the time. I was the only guy Ashley had ever been with and she tended to be reserved about such topics. Katie on the other hand was twenty like Eric an myself. Katie had been with several men in high school and college and had no problem talking about her wild flings. 

After a few minutes of small talk Katie suggested we all jump into the whirlpool in the bathroom, Katie was drunk and horny enough to suggest we wear only our underwear in there, everyone agreed except for Ashley; she was very hesitant due to the fact that she was wearing a white see thru thong. Thinking fast Eric offered her a pair of boxers and with the coaxing of Katie and myself we got her to agree to soak in the tub.

Eric and I slid into the tub first in only are boxers while we waited for the girls to get ready in his bedroom. The girls came in looking sexy as can be; Ashley had a pair of his boxers on and a lacy white bra. Katie had on a tight pair of black boy shorts and a tight yellow bra that was struggling to keep her breasts from popping out. The girls hoped in and sit down with us, the tub was large enough for us to be a few feet away from each other but it was a still tight fit. 

After a few minutes of small talk I started to rub Ashley's thigh under the water, I even ran my fingers over her pussy a few times in an attempt to excite her. Ashley was sitting on my lap with her back facing Eric and Katie when I looked over her shoulder and saw them kissing deeply, I took their cue and leaned into Ashley for a kiss luckily finding her mouth wide open and waiting. 

The alcohol and heat from the tub had us all feeling quite good and horny and after a few minutes of making out with Ashley I was staring over her shoulder trying to get a peek at Katie's body when my dream came true, Eric unbuttoned Katie's bra. I got really excited at this point and started rubbing Ashley's tits discreetly as I didn't want her to pull away. I could see hands working under the water between Eric an Kate when all of a sudden Katie sat up on the edge of the tub with her tits in plain view, my cock rose to it's full seven inches and Ashley could no doubt feel the bulge in my boxers.

I slowly spun Ashley around sideways so she could see Katie sitting up topless; Ashley then pulled me in again for a hard kiss as her hand found it's way down to fondle my cock. At this point Eric was standing up and Katie was rubbing his cock through his shorts, from the bulge I could tell he had a bigger cock than me. I watched out the corner of my eye as Katie pulled his cock out and slid it in her mouth.

As Katie sucked his cock at a furious pace I could tell Ashley was getting excited as she was now grinding her hips back an forth in my lap. I pulled away from Ashley's lips and turned her head to watch the action, Ashley was tentative to look but I could tell she was really getting into it. 

All of a sudden Katie spun around an put herself into a doggy style position holding the top of the tub and sticking her chubby ass straight up, Eric quickly pulled down her underwear an slipped his big hard cock into her pussy. Ashley and I froze in an awkward position, we weren't sure what we should do.

After a minute of watching them fuck I decided to sit up on the edge of the tub next to Katie, my cock was trying to burst out of my boxers and to my surprise Ashley decided to help me, she pulled my cock out and started to jerk me off. As the room filled with the scent of sex Katie slid her hand onto my thigh and started rubbing very close to my cock. Ashley stepped back and kind of took the scene in, Katie took the chance and wrapped her fingers around my cock, I almost exploded right there.

As Katie started to rub me I reached out with my foot an nudged Ashley towards Eric who took the cue and let go of Katie's hip as he continued to fuck her. His hand slid to Ashley's ass and pulled her close to his side. Ashley stood there really tense for a minute before her hands found Eric's chest and back, she started rubbing all over his wet body and I could see a look of shock in her eyes. Eric then pulled her head in for a deep passionate kiss, which lasted for a few seconds before Katie stood up an said "lets take this to the other room". I was unsure of what was happening, I was jealous that Eric was kissing Ashley but I was so hard and excited from a strange hand on my penis that I had to jump up with her.

Katie and I slowly walked out to the couch and immediately sat down and embraced in a kiss. I let my hands explore her chest before I went down to find the opening of her pussy. Once I felt her wet hole I immediately slid in two fingers.

As I worked on her pussy I looked over to see Eric and Ashley making out against the wall, his back was facing me but I could tell he was grinding his hips and cock into her as they stood and his hands were all over her ass. Again I pulled Katie in for a kiss as I fingered her, she was grinding her hips on my hand as I pulled her nipples and let my tongue explore her mouth. I wanted to fuck Katie so badly but with no condom I couldn't take the chance. 

Soon Katie was convulsing in pleasure as she drove her pussy into my hands and moaned loudly in my ear. Katie then jumped off the couch and got between my legs where she greedily went down on my hard throbbing cock. As Katie licked my balls and shaft I heard some music in the back round. I looked over to see that Ashley and Eric were no longer in the room with us. I didn't think much of it as I wanted to enjoy Katie sucking my cock, she blew me extremely fast just slamming my cock in and out of her mouth. 

About five minutes into the blowjob I could no longer hold on and I started unloading my cum deep into Katie's mouth. Like a pro she swallowed it all down as she continued to bounce up and down on my cock with her lips, I must have fired four or five shots into the back of her throat.

As Katie got every last drop of my cum out of my cock she laid back on the floor, that's when I quickly got up to find Ashley, there were a million dirty thoughts running through my mind as I walked a few feet to Eric's bedroom and when I turned the knob, I was surprised to find it locked. I stood real close to the door trying to hear over the music, I could easily hear the slurping noises of Ashley sucking his cock. Ashley gave much better head then Katie so I knew Eric must be enjoying it. As I listened I heard Eric say " you're my dirty little slut".

This made my cock rise back to full attention, I started to rub it as I tried to hear what was happening in the room. After a few minutes of hearing moans and grunts Katie came to me and started to jerk me off from behind, soon I was shooting another load of cum onto the floor and Katie asked me to join her again in the whirlpool.

As we waited in the tub touching each other all over I kept my eye on the clock, after thirty-five minutes Ashley came walking into the bathroom, her hair was a mess and she was wearing only her thong, she went straight to the sink and grabbed the bottle of mouthwash taking a big swig. Ashley just looked at us for a second before spitting out the mouthwash and simply saying "what's up".



Our First Experience with a Voyeur



One of the things that troubled me as my sexual relationship with my partner, Leanne, evolved over its first few months was her negative and uncomfortable attitude to her appearance and in particular to looking at herself naked. The truth was that she was a very attractive woman in her early thirties with a lover — me — who intensely enjoyed and appreciated both her nakedness and his being naked with her, and yet she all-too-often would say things about her appearance which were self-deprecating and pointedly negative.

I used several strategies to try to help her to be more positive about her appearance and to get her to enjoy her body and the beauty of her nakedness. One means to this end was to make love to her in front of my very large bedroom mirror. Once she was suitably turned on and relaxed, I would position her either on my bed or in an armchair so that she could get a good clear view of just how beautiful she looked as she made love, and in particular as we had intercourse and as she orgasmed. Often I would have her ride me in the reverse cowgirl position in front of the mirror. I was well aware from numerous pictures in my favourite erotic European hardcore magazines that this was a particularly revealing position which gave her an excellent opportunity to watch herself in the throes of sexual passion and to see just how very beautiful she was as she made love. At first, she would look somewhat insecurely at herself, and would seem a little nonplussed, but as she got used to this part of our lovemaking she became increasingly relaxed with it. Naked and facing the mirror, she would focus on the sight of my penis pumping up into her pussy and, aroused both by what she could see and the feeling of my thrusting into her, she would masturbate to orgasm, all the time watching and admiring herself in the mirror.

Having achieved this I wanted to go further with her and introduce her to my favourite outdoor activity of skinny-dipping and sunbathing nude. As there was a lovely, long and very commodious, nude beach area on a stretch of river near where we lived, it was relatively straightforward to invite her to join me there, and as our relationship blossomed we came to visit this delightful site quite often.

I well remember the first time we went there. It was late in the afternoon and although it was still warm we found ourselves more or less alone on the first part of the long, stretched-out, riverside nude beach area. We both undressed and Leanne soon relaxed with me into the sensuality and release of our nakedness. The self-consciousness that is initially present as one fully undresses and packs away one's clothes in what is, after all, a public place — albeit a legal nude beach area — evaporates after a minute or two in the warm open air. Thereafter a lovely feeling of naturalness and relaxation takes over. All the same though, the combination of Leanne's nakedness and the apparent absence of other people on our stretch of the riverside beach was distinctly sensuous and sexually arousing, and I would very much have liked to have made love to her then and there. However, I didn't want to take her too far too fast, for relaxation and selflessness were the key goals in our being here on this occasion; sexual pleasure and lovemaking would follow further down the track.

As we walked down the edge of the river and then stopped to cuddle, warm and naked together, a fully-clothed woman emerged into view in the distance walking a dog down from the car-park section of the beach where the area for legal nudity began and the clothed section ended. Seeing the woman walking, rather pointedly, toward us made Leanne momentarily tense, and I pressed myself up behind her as reassurance. There was plenty of beach-room, and the woman could have both walked her dog and directed her intent gaze well away from us if she so wished, but as Leanne and I stood there under one of the numerous semi-shading trees on the bank, she headed straight for us and walked slowly by within a metre or so. Her gaze and demeanour made it plain that she was quite clearly enjoying the view of this very attractive couple standing naked and cuddling as she made her way along the riverside: getting a good look at us was without doubt, fundamental to the route she had taken. Slowly she walked on, and as I held Leanne I was aware of my penis, almost erect, pressed against her bottom, and of the sensuality and erotic tension of what was transpiring. We were being admired by the woman for our nakedness and our attractiveness, and the deeply erotic realisation of this etched itself into my mind. So too did the even more delicious thought that with just a small measure of deliberate movement of my hips I could have rubbed my penis against Leanne's bottom as the woman walked close by, thus giving her a view of my erect penis. Indeed, if Leanne had not been so coy, I would (in retrospect at least) have loved to have moved back a little from her and, while the woman approached us, spread my lover's legs sufficiently for me to press my erect cock up from behind and into her pussy.

Reflecting on this in bed that evening (with Leanne asleep beside me) I masturbated whilst fantasising about fully penetrating her as she leaned forward against an adjacent tree. I imagined making long slow cock-strokes as I sensuously fucked her, fully withdrawing my penis and then slowly and sensuously re-inserting until I was entirely pressed up against her — all the while in full view of the woman walking toward us. I imagined her stopping just a short distance from us and watching closely. This deliciously erotic image brought me to an intense and long-spurting orgasm.

It also started me thinking that such a delicious prospect as making love at the nude beach whilst being watched need not be a mere fantasy. It seemed to me then, as it still does, that lovemaking is beautiful and should be freed of the shamefulness and veiling from view which our sad social morés and hypocritical, if not unnatural, upbringing force upon us. Also, I've never understood, or shared, the deep fear orthodox nudists have about acknowledging the erotic and sexual implications of social nudity: nude beaches and the sight of (attractive) naked people 'in nature' have richly erotic and sexual overtones, as well as delightfully rich sensual and aesthetic elements too, of course. Many times after a day at a nude beach I have enjoyed delightful, especially sensuous and extra-erotic, lovemaking with the lover who accompanied me or, if I was not with a partner, I have almost always had wonderful, very intense and sensuous, masturbation sessions. The deep sensuality and release of being naked in natural surroundings, and of seeing attractive naked people around me also enjoying this experience, puts me in a wonderful state of mind for superb lovemaking — with my partner and / or myself. Denying the eroticism and sexual connotations of social nudity and nakedness in nature thus seems to me to be both a repressive lie and a perversion of what nudism, if it were genuinely and fully healthy and open, should embrace and accept.

In any case, as my relationship with Leanne evolved we came often to frequent the nude beach in the long warm summer season — sometimes, even, with other of our female friends (which could also be very exciting and erotic in its implications, too). As I hoped, Leanne steadily became more and more secure and positive about being naked and unashamed. She also became quite comfortable with the realisation that, as sufficient and lengthy visits to the more out of the way parts of the beach often revealed, this was a place where naked people didn't just enjoy the sun, sand, and river; they enjoyed each other, and themselves, sexually, too.

Down river, after ten minutes walk or more, it was relatively easy to get away from whatever nude-bathing crowds might be present at the main riverside beach beginning near the car-park. One could thus move into territory the greater relative isolation of which carried with it not just the prospect, but often the reality, of enjoying a much fuller and much more openly sexual range of pleasures than were engaged in by the merely social nudists up-river. To be sure, there were the usual numbers of gay men lurking about here, but by and large encounters with their sexual activities were as much avoidable as they were discreetly accepted, and in any case no sensible and sexually aware adult could venture into these parts of the beach without being aware of its role as a sexual meeting — and mating — place. Pleasingly, the atmosphere was almost never sleazy, and people typically showed sufficient discretion and etiquette to let those who wished to enjoy themselves sexually out of view of others do so accordingly.

However, there was also a clear, and perhaps even strong, sub-culture of voyeurism and exhibitionism, some of it incidental and casual, some of it more dedicated (based on the frequency with which one would see certain people — mostly, but not necessarily, male — and observe the nature of their behaviour). I remember once being rather annoyed, if not even affronted, by encountering a very distinctly leering (and not particularly attractive) thin and weedy middle-aged male sitting naked within two metres of a very attractive, equally naked, couple. He was staring with grubby obsession and utter directness at the woman's pussy as she — surprisingly unconcerned, it seemed — lay on the sand with her legs spread, soaking up the sun's rays next to her partner. Perhaps she enjoyed being so directly and obsessively viewed, but whilst I too wished for the close attention of voyeurs as my trips to the beach with Leanne unfolded, those I had in mind were far more sympathetic, much less leering, and far more appreciative of the beauty of our nakedness — and our lovemaking.

I was not alone in this desire either, for it was to be seen too in other couples whom we would encounter. Some would have intercourse standing out in the river with the water flowing around them (but in no way obscuring the view of their lovemaking), or with the woman leaning forward onto a big rock or a tree in the river shallows whilst her lover thrust into her from behind. Others would prefer to make love on a beach towel on a sandy beach, often with the woman either on all fours or lying on her back. Not infrequently we would see a man enjoying having his penis sucked, or he'd be licking pussy or thrusting into his lover as naked passers-by either stopped to enjoy the view (and, not infrequently, to masturbate) or, if they felt a little uneasy at openly viewing such unashamed displays of lovemaking, they would retreat to the cover of shrubbery or even wade out in the main stream of the river to enjoy their viewing more discreetly.

All in all then, if one undressed and walked far enough on a warm and pleasant day one was highly likely to see good sex in the river's beautiful natural surroundings and also to have the opportunity, depending on your predilections and discrimination, to engage in it as well. But also, this was of course, as I've noted, a place to meet quite a range of voyeurs, a good portion of whom were clearly connoisseurs of such au naturale, open air, erotic delights. They were serious lovers of the sight of lovemaking, and not, like the leering weedy man mentioned above, mere lechers and near-perverts.

It was a liaison with just such a well-disposed and simpatico person — and they could be male or female, youthful, middle-aged, or older — that I came increasingly to desire for Leanne and I. A little surprisingly though, our first experience with this involved a blonde teenage girl whom we noticed was often to be seen beyond the strictly social nudist boundaries of the beach areas. Moreover (and to my disappointment, as she was a very pretty young woman) she was always dressed in faded blue jeans and a tee shirt or summer blouse; she was not there as a nudist. Indeed, from the combination of her non-nakedness and her propensity for following, semi-discretely, behind naked couples, it wasn't hard to conclude that this pretty young woman was a voyeur; a benign and gentle creature intent upon nourishing her unfolding teenage sexuality with the delicious sights of naked couples having sex in nature. We had never observed her moving close enough to anyone to speak to them however; it seemed she watched but liked to keep her distance too. I concluded that for her to watch us we would have to initiate the sexual performance ourselves while she was following us and then continue as she watched according to her own, silent, desires.

I wondered whether Leanne would be altogether as excited by this erotic notion as I was. I reasoned however that as uninhibited, relaxed and often quite long and sensuous, lovemaking had become a regular component of our visits to the extended nude beach area, and as she was probably just as aware as me of the regular presence — and interests — of this female teenage voyeur, the matter could be brought to an experimens cruciens fairly easily. I talked to Leanne about this while we made slow, gentle, love one afternoon, and she proved to be quite interested and excited by the idea. Indeed it turned out she knew a bit about the young woman, having not only seen her now and then at the university library (where Leanne worked) but also having processed her student library card (complete with pictorial I.D.) at the start of the year, just a month or so ago. It was from this that Leanne said she had first, eventually, recalled where she had seen her. It turned out then that she was an eighteen year old first year student, although, Leanne added "If she does recognise me from seeing us at the nude beach, she hasn't let on — but then with her interests, I imagine she likes to be discrete!" In any case, the measure of added familiarity didn't concern Leanne at all. Rather, she saw the idea of our enticing the young woman to watch our lovemaking as an exciting, and very erotic, opportunity for a further extension of her growing confidence in, and appreciation of, her naked body and as an exotic new dimension in exploring her sexuality and her relationship with me. It was, she said, "a very sexy idea."

So, one warm afternoon not long after, as we walked down the first part of the beach, still clothed, and having — joy of joys — both noted the presence of this lovely young blonde woman in her usual pair of faded jeans and light summer blouse, I 'grasped the nettle' and whispered to Leanne: "There's the blonde girl that's the voyeur. Let's see if we can get her to follow us across the river to the beach with the cliff behind it. We can make love there and if she wants to she can watch us."

Leanne turned and, with a big smile, replied "Mmmm ... it'll be interesting. She's here so often; she's seen us lots of times. She might recognise me from the library, too. — She's got to be interested." Leanne then turned and looked at her, pensively, adding "God it'll be so sexy if she watches us fucking. Mmmmm. Yeah .... Let's see if she follows us. — Let's go over to near where she's sitting and undress in front of her — that's got to get her interested — and then let's kiss and cuddle and slowly walk down to the shallows and see if she'll follow us. .... Yeah. ...."

Leanne glanced back to me and then looked back toward the young woman again: "She's looking at us. She must know we're going to get naked, so let's do it near her — undress and kiss, and touch each other — and let's be as sexy and as relaxed about it as we can. She'll get the message. ..... I'm sure she will — in fact I'll make sure she does — lover!" At this Leanne leaned forward and passionately kissed me. The excitement of what lay in prospect was obviously just as great in her as in me. She looked straight into my eyes and whispered insistently "She's here to look; she's a voyeur — and I bet you we can get her interested. Trust me. Come on. Just follow my lead — this'll be good — and don't even think about being coy; be sexy — and let her see us being sexy." Leanne took my hand and led me forward. She'd made up her mind and she had her plan of action, and attraction, well formulated.

The young woman was about thirty metres from us, and as we trotted in her direction, over the dry sand and smooth stones and wisps of dry grass on the riverbank margin, Leanne, as we neared, turned to me and whispered "Have you got an erection? It'd be really good for her to see you take off your pants and see your cock standing right up straightaway." She then passionately kissed me and placed a hand, caressing intensively and expertly, on my crotch. The feel of her overt sexual advance and the sheer erotic intent of the scenario now about to unfold had me near-erect anyway and, keenly led on by Leanne, we made our way to within about seven or eight metres of the girl. She was sitting on the lowest point of the trunk of a steeply leaning tree near the river's edge, and as we approached Leanne not only resumed her caressing and kissing but also unzipped my trousers and undid my belt. I was being stripped, passionately, by my lover just a short distance from a very pretty blond eighteen year old girl! Glancing across at her — she was indeed now staring at us, but (I was gladdened to see) not at all with any noticeable degree of alarm or sense of being intruded upon — I kicked off my (unlaced) sandshoes and helped Leanne ease down my jeans and underpants together. My penis emerged into sight fully erect — this was utterly exciting — and I quickly began to undo the buttons on my shirt to complete my nakedness. Leanne speedily removed her top and with a series of deft movements of her hands behind her back she was braless moments afterward. In an mere instant's undressing she had thus joined me in delicious half-nakedness, rapidly adding to the eroticism of the moment. Now, having hastily flicked free the buttons on my short-sleeved shirt, I slipped it back from my shoulders and dropped it to the ground so I stood there naked — with a full erection. My eyes were drawn immediately to Leanne, topless and whisking off her gorgeous long, very feminine, summer skirt. Within a moment, she stood there — tall, rather athletic and very beautiful, moderately tanned, and terribly, terribly, so deliciously, sexy-looking — in just a tiny pair of white g-string panties.

The girl hadn't moved and, glancing at her again, I wondered briefly if she was transfixed by awkwardness which would give way — if all this was a miscalculation on our part — to alarm and flight. But not so: she was staring at my penis, half-contentedly smiling, half-admiring, until Leanne caught both her and my attention first by (most seductively) lowering her panties and pirouetting naked in front of us and then — to my surprise and utter excitement — by dropping to her knees in front of me and, reaching out, grasping my penis and taking it sensuously into her mouth. The full extent and content of her plan for ensuring that we had the young woman's undivided attention was now manifest — and it was a complete success. The three of us were now entirely caught up in an unfolding, and potentially deeply intimate and erotic, scenario of the highest degree of scintillation (and titillation, too, of course). As I stood there on the river's edge — fully naked and being very sensuously fellated by my lover in front of a lovely teenage girl — I nervously glanced around at the wider vista of the beach and checked to see who else may be able to see us and, if they were watching, what was their apparent disposition and likely response to this striking view. I had no need to be concerned however: no-one else was in sight. Realising this quickly calmed me and I realised that in this gorgeous and very sexually explicit intimacy our wish to be watched by the pretty young woman was now an unfolding reality.




Our First Experience with a Voyeur



Leanne, very astute and wise woman and lover that she was, meanwhile moved things on in such a way as not to overplay our hand with our youthful voyeur. She was well aware of our needing not to press beyond the young woman's initial comfort zone whilst nevertheless making it clear that she was an entirely welcome — indeed, an entirely intended — viewing participant in the lovemaking that was to follow. Releasing my penis from her mouth, Leanne stood up and took my hand and led me a little way further to the river's edge. As we embraced she looked back to the girl, smiled, held out a hand, and gently intoned: "Come with us downstream. Come and watch." She beckoned gently and smiled at the girl. "We'd like you to watch us."

While Leanne made her invitation I, meanwhile, was moving my penis against her body and had reached around to caress her bottom. She felt superb. The atmosphere of the riverside, the warm air and the lovely natural setting felt ever more sensuous than normal: the world all around us felt wonderful; I felt fabulously alive, aroused, excited, and yet also on the edge of being released into something new, something beyond any previous erotic experience. At that moment, fortunately, I also realised that (as is crucial on any nude beach), before departing to our place of lovemaking downriver, we needed to gather our clothes and take them, and our beach towels, with us (in the plastic shopping bags we always used for this purpose). As I walked over to our clothes and searched in the pocket in my jeans I found the crumpled bag I had taken to put them in. Then — delightfully and reassuringly — as Leanne gathered her panties, bra, and skirt, the young woman picked up Leanne's blouse which she had flung, albeit unintentionally, toward her in her rush to undress. Smiling she handed it to Leanne who, as their eyes met, smiled back, adding "Thanks".

The girl responded, just a little awkwardly, "That's O.K." She paused looking at us intently as we filled the bag, and then she spoke again: "You're really lovely, both of you. You're a lovely couple. You look so sexy." This revealed both a warm and entirely appealing voice and a clearly very appreciative attitude to our nakedness and our sexual arousal. It also immediately brought a sense of relaxation and trust between us; a commonality of shared personal space, intent, and appreciation. It was just what we needed for what was to follow.

Leanne and I both smiled at the girl. I was quite tempted to tell her she was very beautiful too and that she should feel entirely free to take her clothes off to accompany us. I drew back from being quite so forward however (despite my growing awareness of my, frankly lustful, desire to feast my eyes on her naked body) because it still remained to be seen whether or not she would come with us. So I instead told her where we were going. "We're going to go over to the beach below the cliff on the other side of the river. There's a nice secluded spot there where we often go. It's got a really nice pool and lots of big rocks, as well as a nice beach area". As I looked at her, with my penis still erect, and my mind and body filled with sexual excitement, I realised this was the moment of truth: would she come with us?

Leanne, however, took a more confident and practical line and, taking our bag of clothes and the bag with our beach towels in it, moved toward the river having grasped my hand. After about ten metres I glanced back to reassure myself that our lovely young friend was indeed following us — and she was. About five or six metres behind, she was deftly stepping over the water-smoothed rocks and out into the shallow river crossing. "God it's beautiful. This is so sexy" I remarked to Leanne as we walked clear of the shade of the river bank trees and out into the full sunlight which bathed the mid-stream area.

Carefully we rock-hopped across the river and then walked in single file along the narrow sandy track a few metres in from the bank. With the intention of taking the three of us to the lovely, and very private, sandy-beached pool in one of our favourite out of the way spots further downstream, I took the lead with Leanne following me close behind. No doubt our friend, as the last in the line, enjoyed the sight: both her viewing subjects preceded her, naked, lithe, and with each step moving closer to the erotic dénouement she had by now surely begun to envisage. After about five more minutes walking, and some more rock-hopping here and there, we arrived at our destination and emerged out of the surrounding tree cover into the full sunlight. The pool here proved, as I had hoped and expected, to have no-one in it nor anyone (or even any footprints in the sand) anywhere around it. We were alone — and as I was only too aware as I stood there remarking to our young companion upon the beauty and privacy of the site, we were there precisely for Leanne and I to have sex while being watched: there was little, if any room, for turning back now — not that we even slightly wanted to.

My mind turned to the matter of how and where to begin. But Leanne was already addressing that by rummaging through her bag to find her very large beach towel. Spreading it out on the sand, she knelt on it facing me and reached out for me to come over to her. Stroking my penis and revelling in the feel of its re-growing erection and the warmth of the sun on my body, I stepped onto the towel and she began fellating me again. With one hand around my bottom and the other massaging my penis, she quickly had me fully erect. Our young voyeur came closer — about four metres of tantalising distance — and, to my absolute delight, began to undress.

I was, quite frankly, transfixed by the sight of her as she unbuttoned her blouse and then unzipped her jeans. She was near a very large smooth rock on the beach edge and she placed her blouse and then her jeans behind her on a low ledge on it. As she turned to do so I got a gorgeous view of her beautiful shapely bottom. It was clad in neat, highly enticing, small-and-sexy white panties. Her matching bra was removed while she faced the ledge, and the almost excruciatingly erotic — and certainly downright lustful — thought of watching her take off her panties and turn to face us naked quickly filled my mind (despite Leanne's deliciously sucking on and stroking my penis)! This young woman was indeed strikingly pretty. She turned and leaned, resting her hips against the rock: her breasts were mid-sized, perfectly mango-shaped with slightly upturned areolas and perfect nipples, and her body shape and proportion was gorgeous. God, how I wanted her to take her panties off; I desperately, lustfully, wanted to see her naked. I reached down and grasped my penis at its base, pulling the skin back and tight to maximise its taughtness and to emphasise its length and fullness. I unashamedly displayed it to her: as Leanne licked and sucked it, I moved it over her lips and outstretched tongue in a blatant and unashamed display of complete male arousal. I wanted the young woman to see how turned on I was, but I also desperately wanted her to respond — by taking off her panties; by getting completely naked. Standing there in her panties, she was utterly beautiful, and my lover was sucking and licking me superbly, but I wanted more: I wanted our voyeur naked with us so I could revel in looking at her just as much as she would revel in looking at us.

It was an utterly intense moment, and I realised that, short of regaining my composure and controlling my lust, I was getting dangerously close to cumming in Leanne's mouth — and dispersing my sexual energy way too early in this potentially highly delicious encounter. I took a deep breath, averted my eyes from our delicious young voyeuress, and gently drew back from Leanne, tightening my pelvic muscles as hard as I could to prevent the ejaculation that otherwise seemed just seconds away. I ran into shallows of the pool, splashed myself with water and tried as hard as I could to relax.

Leanne, fortunately, took this as an invitation to move the location of our love play, and followed me into the water where we both splashed it over ourselves, enjoying its sensuous and cooling feel. Refreshed and wet, we embraced for a lovely passionate kiss. Leanne ran her hands over me and then grasped my penis and, ever so sexily, drew me over to one of the smooth, water-worn, sun-drenched granite rocks at the pool edge. It stood up about two metres out of the pool and leaned back at — as she now demonstrated — a perfect slope for a woman to lie back very comfortably at about a 60 degree angle and spread her legs wide for the attentions and pleasures of a lover. As I stepped forward, contemplating kneeling down to adore her pussy with my fingers and tongue, she lifted her legs, folded them back onto her chest and grasped her ankles. Then she spread as wide as she could. Her gorgeous pink, wet, fully-shaven, pussy held my full attention; the presence of our delightful young female viewer was presently gone from my mind in the face of my lover's invitation. Still intending to finger-fuck and lick Leanne, I bent down, but she immediately commanded "Fuck me darling. I want your cock in me!". She lay back and began to masturbate, and, aside from deciding that I should grab and roll up one of our beach towels for her to rest her head upon, the thought of doing anything thereafter but penetrating her was a million miles from my mind.

I leant forward and kissed her passionately, and quickly urged her to let me get the towel: "I want you to be fully comfortable, because I am going to fuck you lots and lots — and lots". Our eyes met in delicious, deeply erotic understanding, and I quickly dashed across and grabbed the towel off the sand and positioned it under Leanne's head. This done, I checked she was now comfortable on the rock while being held so wide open with her legs folded back.

"It's fine" she replied. "I want you to fill me — slowly. Fuck me slowly; make love to me with your cock. — She glanced across at the young voyeuress: "I want her to see us having a gorgeous long fuck."

The presence of our young friend thus returned to my awareness, and as I gently positioned myself to penetrate Leanne, I looked across to see where our audience was and what she was doing. Seeing me preparing for penetration, she'd moved from the rock where she'd undressed and was standing not far behind, and to the side, of us at the edge of the pool. She had one hand in her panties, masturbating, and the other was caressing her nipples. The look on her face was intense, focussed, increasingly ecstatic. She was staring at Leanne and I, and as Leanne caught her eye again, both women simultaneously squealed slightly as they masturbated. They were both waiting for me: Leanne for penetration and my long slow sensual thrusts focussed, as we both so loved, on stimulating her G-spot, moving my cock-head back and forth over it, and then moving on to thrust right into her to fill her to the very brink of my erection; our voyeuress, to see my fully erect penis enter my lover's vagina and to watch her, and me, respond to the exquisite pleasure of our openly performing sexual intercourse in her full view.

I arched my back, pulled my hips together, grasped my penis at its base, and pushed it directly out at 90 degrees to my body. It was maximally erect and maximally visible to both women. Leanne was looking down at it longingly, knowing it would be inside her very very soon; the young woman was staring at its fullness and length and revelling, as she touched herself, in its erotic and sexual majesty. It looked gorgeous, it felt wonderful, it was fantastically sexy to hold it and show it to my lover and to our voyeuress. But even more so, I wanted to give it to Leanne, to pleasure and worship her with it — all the time knowing, in doing so, that every single stroke, every thrust and slide, was being watched and taken in by an almost naked, very sexy, masturbating, teenage girl just metres away.

Looking deep into Leanne's eyes, I pushed my hips forward and guided my penis between her beautiful pussy lips and into her. I deliberately only went in half way, partly to excite and tease her, partly to allow me to move the head around her G-spot, and not least to allow our voyeuress a good view of the shaft of my penis protruding from Leanne's pussy. This it was in good measure as I imagine it would be if I was performing in an erotic movie, with much of my focus on making sure my penis was visible while I pleasured my lover, notwithstanding that stimulating her was no small matter of focus either. With me now inside her, Leanne was masturbating intensely, and as I heard the sound of the young woman walking into the pool to come up beside us, Leanne lay right back and lifted her folded legs up into the air as far as she could to spread maximally wide. She wanted to be watched, to be seen, as explicitly and openly, as unashamed and as ecstatically abandoned, as she could — and she wanted me to give her my penis, slowly, lovingly, over and over again, all the while.

I looked over at our voyeuress. She was just two metres away: a picture of intensely aroused beauty; she was awash with eroticism and enraptured with sexual arousal and delight. True, she still had her panties on, but the hand within them, masturbating intensely, had more or less half pulled them down, and her other hand was running over her body, caressing her lips, her nipples, and now and then her bottom inside her panties. I returned my gaze to Leanne, to her pussy, and focussed on long slow deliberate cock strokes as she continued to lie back wide open and masturbating. Now and then she would glance across at the girl and then close her eyes and moan, or she would look down at my penis thrusting slowly into her before looking back into my eyes where the sheer depth and intensity of her passion was inescapably beautiful. We were connoisseurs of long slow fucking, and what we were doing now seemed the very highest possible form of indulging this wonderful pleasure. Totally enveloped in it, the two of us slipped, along with our delightful audience, into a deeply intimate world of relaxed, focussed, and exquisitely sensual erotic pleasure. Leanne would orgasm, the girl would sigh, squeal and writhe in her own peaks of pleasure; thereafter both women would gasp for breath and slowly return to further masturbation and self caressing; they were in heaven. I relaxed into focussing on stimulating Leanne's G-spot with mid-length strokes, working on making her cum vaginally in between her clitoral orgasms. For variety I would press harder and fuller into her every so often to let her feel the complete fullness of me in her, and as the moment dictated we would kiss and caress each other.

We fucked in a state of utter, divine and deeply sensuous, bliss for at least half and hour; our lovemaking ever more relaxed, more open and soothing as it progressed. Every so often a gentle breeze would puff a caress of cooling air over our bodies, and now and then I would wet a hand in the pool's gently flowing water and rub it over Leanne to cool her against the sun's afternoon heat. We'd kiss and caress each other, and Leanne would tantalise me by playing with my nipples in between intensely fingering her clitoris and pussy lips. Throughout it all our gorgeous young voyeuress watched us and came with a mix of moans and gentle squealing sighs, again and again, as she stood close nearby in the pool, masturbating and caressing her nipples, thighs and bottom. Now and then she would kneel down or crane her neck to change her viewpoint, but for the whole time whenever we looked at her, her eyes were fixed on Leanne and I. She was enthralled, ecstatic, captivated, and utterly turned on.

Eventually Leanne, having orgasmed beyond my count clitorally and having cum more than a few times vaginally, stretched her legs out straight, letting them down into the water as, in response, I withdrew from her. She stood up and, taking my head in my hands, kissed me lengthily and passionately. As she ended the kiss she stretched her arms out and turned around to face the rock upon which she had been lying. Now she stretched herself again, arms right up in the air, legs apart, back arched, for about twenty seconds, and then she bent forward. She placed her hands on the rock in front of her and spread her legs wide with her bottom pushed up above the level of her shoulders and toward me. She reached down, scooped up a handful of water, and sloshed it over her bottom. I crouched into the pool to cool myself in the water and watched as, taking another handful of water, she dribbled it over her arsehole and sensuously rubbed it with several fingers. "Help me wet my arsehole darling" she cooed, "I want you in my bottom".

Leanne knew only too well how much I adored anal sex with her and how much it turned me on, so this was an invitation I was never going to resist. I cupped both my hands and poured more water onto her bottom, working my right thumb gently over her arsehole immediately thereafter. I was intensely aroused and I felt desperately keen now to let myself go and cum in her bottom while our gorgeous young viewer looked on. Another handful of water helped my thumb gain fuller, suitably wet, entry into Leanne's arsehole, and I massaged it gently while stroking my cock with my left hand. Our voyeuress looked on appreciatively, her mouth open in what was obviously a mix of surprise, enthrallment and excitement. Notably, also, she now not only had one hand massaging her clitoris but also — as if in mimicking self-exploration and self-pleasuring — the other was behind her as she intensely rubbed the fingertips over her arsehole. Her panties were now almost down around her hips; lowered, but still not taken off, alas!

I returned my gaze to Leanne, and my mind away from the tantalising state our voyeuress' underwear, to the logistics of the sexual act we were about to perform. I knew from experience that for water to work as a reliable anal lubricant, especially where the sodomy was as strongly thrusting, passionate and full as I had every intention of it being in this instance, it needed regularly to be applied both to the penis and over one's lover's arsehole. "It'll be better if you get on all fours in the water, Leanne" I suggested. "It'll be much easier for me to keep my cock and your arsehole wet while we're fucking." Leanne responded by turning around and walking a pace toward the edge of the pool, tantalisingly — if not downright lecherously — looking across at the young woman. Then she knelt down on all fours in the warm shallow water and, with several sensuous and highly enticing wiggles, pushed her bottom out and up, directly pointing it toward our voyeuress' gaze. It was an utterly gorgeous, lascivious, erotic, and completely unashamed display — one enhanced even further by Leanne reaching back with one arm and separating her arse cheeks to caress and show off her dark pink arsehole. It was hard to escape the distinct impression that she was not only displaying herself to her youthful female audience but also that she was intent upon showing her how to be sodomised and enjoy it to the very fullest extent.

As Leanne showed herself off, I drizzled water over my penis and stroked it firmly before moving forward and positioning myself behind her, kneeling between her legs. Leanne had resumed her position on all fours, her arse pointed up toward me. As I began to further wet Leanne's arsehole, our voyeuress moved very close and — oh bliss! — it was now that I saw that she had — at long last! — dispensed with her panties; while I'd positioned myself behind Leanne they'd been removed and cast aside onto the nearby edge of the beach.




Our First Experience with a Voyeur



Standing so close, fully naked and once more masturbating and playing with her arsehole, she looked utterly beautiful and so exquisitely sexy. I felt compelled to respond by reaching out to touch her; indeed, to embrace her around the waist. But as I gave in to my desire and grasped her, tenderly, around her middle, I realised that doing this very significantly changed the dynamic between us, and with it the tacit understanding of our roles here. For a short, but distinctly tense, moment I wondered if I'd just done entirely the wrong thing. For what was a fully consensual visual liaison between us — we make love and she watches — had just become directly physical and, on my part, it did so with a very distinct and strong sexual intent. The thought crossed my mind that I didn't even really know this young woman, apart from Leanne telling me she was an 18 year old first year university student. I didn't even know her name (or she ours).

I resolved to go on however and, stroking her thigh reassuringly (but just a touch uneasily nonetheless), I looked up into her eyes. "It's lovely that you're sharing this with us" I said, returning my hand from her thigh to the water and then, with it dripping wet, resuming its caressing of Leanne's arsehole. In that moment I mulled over the risk I had just taken. In truth I'd braved it out though. I had spoken and looked into the young woman's eyes as gently as ever I could. What I felt and what I had done was genuine and affectionate — loving, even. In my knowledge of this I found confidence in the choice I had made, risky as it may have been.

As it transpired, I need not have been so afraid however. The young woman did not react to my caress by pulling back or tensing her body, and the look in her eyes as I stared up and spoke to her was, whilst very intense, also very gentle and welcoming — thankfully. Nevertheless, as I gazed now at my lover's bottom, and moved the head of my penis up against it, I still found myself caught on a sexual (and ethical) dilemma. I so wanted to hold and caress this beautiful young woman — and, indeed, I especially wanted to reach between her legs and caress her pussy and, if she'd let me, I really wanted to finger-fuck her. While doing this I would use my other hand to press my cock head into Leanne's arsehole, thus pleasuring — indeed, to be honest about how I really felt, making love to — both women, together. To do this seemed, then and there, to be not just perfectly, and utterly appropriately, inclusive between us, but also maximally erotic. It was what all my desires, lustful, sexually self-liberating, aesthetic, sensual, erotic — all-and-sundry — were telling me to do; it was what I wanted above anything else.

All of this transpired then in a tantalising, risky, and redefining series of moments. I knew in myself that I wanted to be sure the young woman was comfortable with what we were now doing and especially with what I wanted to do with, and to, her. If she consented she would now be part of our lovemaking well beyond just watching, and if she joined us I wanted her to enjoy it fully and to take pleasure in it as much and as completely as she wished. In a nutshell: I wanted, intensely, to give her enjoyment physically, not just, as had been the case so far, visually; I wanted her to participate. But would she? Was it o.k.? As I looked back up at her, I knew that there was no way I was just going to push my cock into Leanne — who was waiting with very intense, if not growingly urgent, anticipation to have her arse fucked — and leave our voyeuress merely standing there come-what-may as I did it. Nor was I just going to reach out and push my fingers into the young woman's pussy just because I desperately wanted to and because she had remained standing right beside me.

Looking back up at the young voyeuress, I felt there was now nothing left to hide therefore. I wanted everything out in the open: I wanted her and I wanted Leanne; I wanted to touch and caress the young woman — to finger-fuck her pussy and masturbate and kiss her — and I wanted to do it while I fucked Leanne's arse and filled it with cum. Looking straight into her eyes I exclaimed "You're so beautiful. I want to make love to you too".

Our eye contact remained, and I saw immediately that my proposal had not turned her off; the spell of our erotic liaison continued to bind us together. She looked deep into me and smiled and extended both her hands. Instantly, any hesitation dissolved. I stood up, grasped her around the waist and kissed her. She revelled in the excitement of my embrace — and, I'm sure, in the feel of my fully erect penis up against her body. After a gorgeous, delightfully sensuous, kiss, she stepped back a little to fondle my cock and, admiring it, exclaimed "God, you're so big. I so want to see you put this into your girlfriend's arse". She had a wicked, lustful smile on her face — instantly echoed in my own smile too.

I looked across at Leanne who, with an entirely reassuring look of distinct appreciation, was watching the two of us while reaching back and playing with her pussy: all this was fine with her. Turning back to the young woman, I gently asked "Is it o.k. if I finger fuck you while I fuck Leanne's bottom?".

"Oh God yes" was the gushing, excited, reply. But then, to at least my very real surprise, the young woman turned to Leanne and asked "Can I hold your arse cheeks while you're being fucked? You've got such a gorgeous bum! .... And can I play with your pussy while you're being fucked?".

Leanne noticeably raised her eyebrows and, rolling onto her side, sat up in the shallow water and faced us. She looked back, somewhat piercingly — but excitedly, too — at her intending female partner, and then (very lasciviously) glanced across to me and back to her, and said "Yes. You certainly may." Then, with a huge smile on her face, she added: "My, you are a surprise!".

Leanne's eyes lingered on the girl for a moment, and then she turned and resumed her position on all fours awaiting her anal rear entry — and her teenage female partner's attentions to boot. She splashed water over her arse several times and then caressed with her arsehole. I walked over behind her and knelt down. My cock could not possibly have been harder or fuller and I was overwhelmed by the desire to penetrate, stroke, pleasure, and then spurt every last drop of my love juice into, Leanne's bottom — while pushing my left hand's fingers up into the wet cunt of our voyeuress or, as she was now, our shared lovemaking partner. I extended my hand and beckoned for the young woman to join us. She had momentarily resumed her erect viewing pose at the edge of the pool, standing legs apart masturbating with one hand and caressing her arsehole with the other. But now I wanted her close by and she walked over and, just as she had said she wanted, stood close at Leanne's side, leant over, and grasped her arse cheeks in her hands. She spread them and stared at Leanne's arsehole while adjusting her stance to spread her legs enough for me to reach up and place my left hand on her pussy. It was shaven, it was wet, — and, as a quick passionate kiss revealed — it smelled fresh and lightly musky and it tasted slightly acidic with an overtone that mimicked its gorgeous feminine aroma. She moaned as my tongue entered her vagina. God how I wanted to turn myself to worshiping her beautiful young cunt — but I had Leanne's bare bottom waiting to be pleasured and worshipped also. Accordingly, I followed my pussy-kiss with my working two of my left fingers all around our intensely aroused voyeuress' cunt, and I pressed my thumb firmly onto her clitoris, massaging it.

Turning my attention now back to my lover's wet arsehole, our voyeuress, too focussed her eyes intently on the same gorgeous part of Leanne's delicious naked body. I knelt down into the water to wet my penis thoroughly, and then, grasping it with my right hand, I pressed the silky-smooth glossy head very firmly up against Leanne's arsehole. She moaned with pleasure, and our voyeuress let out a little squeal of excitement and stretched Leanne's arse cheeks further apart, additionally facilitating both her viewing and my penetration — as well as increasing Leanne's excitement and arousal. I moved my cockhead over the point of entry. The eye of my urethra opened a little as the head slipped across the arsehole lips. Adding another handful of water to the mix of our waiting and ready organs of pleasure, I pressed in and upward.

They key, of course, is to enter slowly and gently; rapid and forceful anal penetration — lubricated or otherwise — is almost inevitably painful, frightening, and utterly unsexy. Thus, it's enough and sufficient gently to get the head of the penis beyond the lips; first and simply to get one's lover's arse to kiss and swallow the head, as it were. Our gorgeous young woman kept Leanne's arsehole fully spread as she grasped a bum cheek firmly in either hand. As I got my cock head into Leanne both women let out spontaneous squeals of delight. I added to the younger one's excitement by pushing the two fingers that had been exploring her pussy right up into her vagina and then firmly massaging her gorgeous, fleshy, textured, and soaking wet, inner femaleness. Leanne moaned again — she was masturbating intensely now — and I poured another handful of water over the shaft of my penis and then proceeded slowly and gently to fill her with every last millimetre of it. "Oh my God" gasped our voyeuress. "Wow."

Wanting her to enjoy the view to the maximum, I drew back about half way and held my penis there. Looking up at her, I gently moved my fingers back and forth between her pussy lips and worked my thumb directly and firmly over her clitoris. I wanted to get her intensely aroused as she witnessed this anal penetration. "You're so big in her" she gasped. "God it looks amazing." I responded demonstrably by thrusting my fingers into her vagina and simultaneously pushing my penis fully into Leanne's arse, all the time holding the young woman's gaze.

"Yes, it's wonderful." I told her, somewhat breathlessly. "It's just so sexy, so releasing and erotic." I took a deep breath and relaxed into what I was doing. The wonderful, liberating and deeply sensuous, feeling of everything being out in the open between us once more overtook me and drove me on. "It's just gorgeous giving a woman a nice big wet cock all the way into her arse. It isn't shameful; it's beautiful and it's silly that there are so many taboos about it. You just need to be well lubricated and to make sure that the woman is o.k. to take her lover's penis in her bottom. It's just about knowing what to do, how to prepare for it, and about being gentle, careful, and loving when you do it". I massaged my fingers over her G-spot and — to underscore the view for here — slid my cock, except for the head, back out from Leanne's arsehole. The thrill of showing it off to her — so close up and so intensely intimately — was extraordinary. The shaft was glistening, full, wet and clean, as Leanne's arse-lips perfectly encircled the still-inserted head. "We really like it. We do it often when we make love. If you do it properly it's fine — and it's so erotic and it feels wonderful too." I thrust hard — emphatically —all the way back into Leanne and simultaneously massaged my thumb hard over the young woman's clitoris and worked my fingers firmly over the beautifully wavy-textured flesh in the area of her G-spot. I looked into her eyes. She was enthralled, ecstatic, deeply aroused, and she looked utterly, utterly, beautiful.

I thrust two more fingers fully into her vagina and intensely massaged her clitoris with my thumb as hard as I felt I could. Letting out a sudden gasp and a scream of pleasure, she orgasmed. I thrust, revelling in her ecstasy, hard into Leanne and began vigorously fucking her with long full strokes. As her orgasm fell away, I drew my left hand from the young woman's pussy, taking it to my mouth to, once more, taste and smell her cunt juices. She took a deep breath, gave a further deep sigh of pleasure, relaxed somewhat, and squatted down beside me. I poured another handful of water over my cock-shaft and continued thrusting full-length and lustfully in Leanne's arse, revelling in the fullness of my penis and the gorgeous silky feel of its warm wet anal surroundings. Before me was not just the exquisite sight of Leanne's bare bum filled with my thrusting cock but also, now she had composed herself, that of the voyeuress caressing Leanne's breasts and fingering her pussy. It was exquisitely erotic, utterly sexual, utterly sensuous, and extraordinarily beautiful. Now I wanted — inescapably and absolutely — to fill Leanne with my cum, and I was going to draw it out for as long as possible, stroke by controlled full-length stroke, spurt by spurt, so not only would I orgasm to the very maximum and for as long as I could manage, but I would do so right in front of, and while caressing, kissing, and fingering our gorgeous teenage lovemaking partner. — Heaven must be like this; it could be nothing less.

Rocking on my knees I began thrusting right up, hard, into Leanne's bum. Bouncing my loins off her arse cheeks, coming back out less than half the length of my penis, each part withdrawal was rapidly followed by a grunting, exhilarating stroke right back into her. I was pumping my cock into her bare bottom; giving her every millimetre of my manhood. I played with my nipples to raise my arousal and bring myself close to orgasm, all the while looking on at our gorgeous young partner intensively fingering Leanne's clitoris and pussy while she stared directly at her arsehole and my thrusting cock. Continuing to stimulate my nipples with my right hand, I reached across with my left and grasped the young woman around her waist, pulling her toward me. As I thrust powerfully right up into Leanne, pleasuring her as intensely as I could with my cock in her arse, I pleasured my other lover now with kisses interspersed with flicks of my tongue over her nipples. My left hand dropped down to her bottom as, having now embraced me, she had left Leanne to her own — now extremely intense and moan-accompanied — masturbatory devices. I found the voyeuress' arse crack with my left hand as my right continued pleasuring my nipples, and, wanting to give her a taste of anal pleasure too (so that her experience of it was more than just visual), I began firmly and deliberately probing and caressing her arse lips and the entry to her anus. She squealed in delight and responded with further, very passionate, kissing. Her tongue was flicking deep into my mouth, her lips were powerfully pressed against mine. I dropped my hand back into the water, wet it, and then rubbed its index finger up and into her arsehole. Looking directly into her eyes I gently but firmly slid it right in. "Aaaah. God yes!" she cried out. She lowered her head and sucked on my left nipple, and I looked down at Leanne, at her bum and my cock. I was about to cum.

Now, as I well knew, I had to concentrate on the discipline of drawing out my orgasm for as long as possible. I thrust into Leanne as hard as I could, splashing one more handful of water over her arse as I did so. With the voyeuress clinging to me, kissing me, licking my nipples, and in between glancing delightedly in wild excitement at my cock filling Leanne's bottom, I concentrated on thrusting to orgasm. The exhilaration pulsed through my body: I could feel it from my toes as they ground into the wet warm sand beneath my feet, right through my nipples and chest and on into my ear lobes and across my face; my whole body pulsed with building ecstasy. Now I had to control this volcanic eruption of orgasm and draw it out, control it and milk it, for as long as possible. I focussed on taking deep even breaths and on easing into regular, long, controlled and sensuous, strokes of my penis. The male urge is, of course, to let oneself explode into orgasm by thrusting to the very maximum of depth and force; to, so to speak, hurl oneself at one's climax. But the secret is to relax, to control one's penis strokes and the level of ecstatic spurts of semen they generate; to place oneself for as long as possible 'behind' the point of orgasmic climax and draw the fucking out and out and out. Properly performed, one enters a superb state of sustained exhilaration and controlled ecstasy, spurting love-juice over and over while revelling in a lengthened, persistent, increasingly relaxed and measured, wonderful orgasm. It takes experience, lots of practice, and self-discipline, but if ever there was a time and a place when I wanted to achieve it to my highest ability, it was now.

I grasped my ejaculating penis firmly at its base with my right hand and, squeezing moderately to control its spasming, I drew it, glistening wet, smooth and silky-clean, right out of Leanne's anus and stroked it, full length, in front of the voyeuress, while pointing it at Leanne's bum. A firm massaging forward stroke then yielded a gorgeous long spurt of semen that splashed across Leanne's arsehole and out onto her back. Simultaneously, a wave of orgasm shot through my nipples, my penis, and my thighs. All of this was amplified by the wildly erotic excitement of my displaying my spurting full length cock to the young woman as she looked on in gasping delight. As I re-inserted into Leanne's bottom, complete with another controlled spurt of semen right on the point of entry, the voyeuress reached across and ran her fingers through, and then tasted, the generous splash of semen which had pooled in the small of Leanne's back. Leanne meanwhile moaned in delight at being re-penetrated and, with an intense burst of clitoral fingering, screamed ecstatically in orgasm. I grasped her arse cheeks with both hands now and, still taking deep controlled breaths and tightening my own bum cheeks a little for further self-control, I eased myself once more into carefully moderated, slippery and luscious, cock strokes regularly punctuated by ecstatic spurts of semen. The voyeuress reached her left arm back under Leanne's midriff and curled several fingers up and into her cunt. She grabbed it, spread it, and powerfully massaged it. Leanne cried out in an extraordinary grunt of sexual ecstasy, and as the young woman leaned forward and placed her lips, slurping and kissing, right into the cum-soaked small of her back and stared at my pumping, spurting, cock, both women gasped and squealed wildly.

I withdrew my cock again now. There's no way I'm into arse to mouth sex — taking your cock out of your lover's anus and putting it into her mouth (never mind doing anal to vaginal and putting it in her cunt after arse fucking) — it simply is not a healthy, caring, or responsible (or, in my view, erotic) practice. But spurting cum is safe enough, and, simply, I couldn't resist aiming a controlled spurt of my love-juice at the young woman's lips. A long luscious stroke forward and then back over my cock with my right hand produced a gorgeous splash of semen on her lips, tongue, and chin, and as I admired my handiwork, and she licked it up, I pushed my cock once more back into Leanne's gorgeous bottom. Several more hard, full-stuffing, thrusts and another deep slow breath recovered my composure, and I slowed to more long luscious and deliberate fuck-strokes to keep my spurts of cum and accompanying waves of orgasm stretching out, although, as I could clearly feel, they were soon going to begin to fade out — unless I now gave myself over completely to total and final orgasmic release. Of course, I chose the latter path, and, to throw myself completely onto (or is it 'off '?) this pinnacle of pleasure, I turned again to our beautiful companion and, passionately, with a wet but determined left hand, pushed all its fingers back up into her cunt. I trusted that she was so aroused, so wet, and so excited, that this rapid, and very passionate, penetration was surely welcome and exciting for her. She threw her head back from over Leanne's bum, arched her back, reached for her nipples and screamed with delight. At the same time I pounded into Leanne and, as she responded to my thrusts and to our companion's height of ecstasy with a further, squealing and gasping orgasm, I reached the pinnacle of my orgasm.




Our First Experience with a Voyeur



Exhilaration consumed me. I looked over at the beautiful young voyeuress, her nakedness, her perfectly formed breasts, her shapely youthfully athletic hips and thighs, her lovely mid-length blonde hair, and — most of all — her gorgeous, loving, lusting, enthralled and passionate eyes. I poured myself through my penis into Leanne's bottom. I couldn't see her, I was transfixed in this moment in the deep gaze of our young companion, but I felt the most wonderful tenderness for, and sensual awareness of, Leanne. I loved her. I lusted for her. I was one with her. What a fantastic, uninhibited and richly satisfying lover she was.

Time began seemingly to stand still. The extraordinary peacefulness, the deep calm, of post-orgasmic bliss that good, rich and uninhibited, lovemaking brings with it, descended upon us. I left my fingers in the voyeuress pussy. My wrist and arm hurt — I had had to stretch quite a bit to maintain full contact as I pumped myself into Leanne — but I didn't want to break such intimate and sensuous contact. Similarly, I held my penis about half way into Leanne's bum. I just didn't want to move, and as often occurred when I got things just right, when I controlled my urges and relaxed into a long drawn-out orgasm, my penis staid more or less erect (though, typically, it was fairly sensitive at first). For Leanne's part, it turned out she was by no means finished enjoying herself. She continued working her clitoris intensely, achieving one noisy orgasm, resting for about half a minute, and then straightaway returning for another before — at last, she screamed out in ecstasy driven to an exceptionally strong orgasm by the combination of her own masturbation and the renewed, finger-fucking and pussy massaging, attentions of her female partner. As she came, I gently renewed my cock strokes in her arse, my penis' post-orgasmic sensitivity being relieved by the considerable cum-drenching her arsehole has received. I pushed right in as Leanne reached her gasping, moaning, peak of orgasm, and I reached forward and pressed myself against her, kissing her cheek and whispering to her "Oh my gorgeous darling. I love you so much you sexy, sexy, woman."

Eventually, the three of us stilled, calmed, and relaxed. We withdrew our physical connections with each other. I flopped down on my stomach in the water and let its liquid freshness wash over me. Leanne rolled over and sat on her haunches and our voyeuress knelt down close to her and scooped water over herself, wetting her breasts and face. I looked at both women, their faces at once markedly serene and yet also so very enticingly beautiful. Leanne spread her legs and ran a hand between them and reached out, beckoning for me to come closer to her. I stood up, dripping wet, walked over and sat beside her. I put one arm around her and the other around the young woman. Drained and completely 'blissed-out', we embraced, the three of us: lovers, each and all three; together in post-orgasmic tranquillity.



Our First Experience With Others



Well I guess that it’s now or never. We’re finally going to do it I suppose, and I can’t wait. My wife Belinda and I have always talked about expanding our sex life for a long time. Lots of pillow talk and suggestive comments, but never the thought of going through with it until now. I don’t know what’s different about now, other than we both feel confident that it will be a positive thing. We also think that we have found someone that we feel comfortable with. That was more important than anything.

After we finally agreed that we would try to find a couple to have some fun with, I started to pursue the local swinger’s paper and websites. Nothing really caught our eye until I saw the add for “discreet, safe …let’s have fun!” That was EXACTLY what we wanted. After I contacted them, I arranged for us to meet the couple over dinner in a nearby town. They lived about two hours away and we met them at a nice restaurant about half way between.

They had informed us in the E-mails that he was originally from Jamaica and she was from the Dominican Republic. I had never thought of them being black until they arrived. I didn’t mind, but I thought Belinda may be a little apprehensive, but she never even flinched!

Paul and Tanya were a beautiful couple. He was very tall, dark and very in shape. Tanya was lighter skinned and beautiful. She had long curly hair, full lips and a gorgeous smile. They were both very polite and quite friendly. The dinner went great and time just flew by. I think that we all kind of forgot what our final motive was. We all just gelled.

Towards the end of dinner after several glasses of wine, Paul said that they had had a wonderful evening, and hoped that they would be able to see more of us. Several days earlier, we had agreed that our first evening out would be just a casual dinner with no pressure or strings attached. The idea was to get to know each other and sleep on it a little. He said that we should send him an E-mail to let them know one way or another what our intentions were. Before they excused themselves, we all exchanged hugs and handshakes. When Paul and I shook hands, it was very friendly and business like. When we hugged each other’s wives, it was much more sensuous. Tanya was so crisp and fresh and was sure to make me feel as much of her body during the hug as possible. It was great, to say the least. After we were done, Paul and Belinda were still hugging. He was a tall man and very strongly built. I could tell that he was being more than just friendly with his hug. We said our good-byes and watched them leave. They were a very sexy couple and were a site to watch leave. Both were built great and dressed so well.

Belinda and I sat back down to enjoy a little more wine before we left for the house. She didn’t say much at first, just sipped her wine. I watched her glass tremble as she took it to her mouth. It was obvious that her adrenaline was flowing! I think that I already knew the answer, but I asked anyway. 

“So what do you think? They seem great don’t they?” 

She responded with a nervous smile, “Yeah…Tanya is very pretty”.

I knew that Tanya was not what was on her mind. “What about Paul?” I said.

“He was pretty handsome too…and he was very strong…..and he was polite too.”

I could tell that she was still nervous. I didn’t talk any more for a few minutes, we just relaxed and looked around the restaurant. I could tell that she was thinking by the way that she was just staring at things. I slid closer to her in the half-circle booth and gently moved my hand up her thigh. She tensed up a little as I slid my fingers over skant panties. They were soaked through! Once she realized that I was feeling her moisture, she finally looked at me and smiled. I slid my fingers under her panties and fingered her until she was starting to close her eyes. She and I both knew that she couldn’t cum here! It would be way too obvious. 

She said, “can we go home now?….right home!” 

I said, “you bet!”

We walked quickly to the car. Once inside I could smell her pussy. We almost bumped heads as we went for each other. Finally she laid her seat back and pulled up her dress. 

She pulled her panties aside and said, “lick it for me, please! lick it good!”

I dove between her legs and began lapping up the cream that had ran down her thigh. I licked all around her thighs and ass. She was creamy all over! She was just oozing juice and I just kept lapping it up. Finally I moved onto her clit and began a slow sucking and licking. It only took a few licks before she tensed up and gave out a scream. She wrapped her legs around my neck and pulled my head into her cunt. She came hard, real hard. I have never seen her cum that hard before. 

Once she relaxed, I said, “so you want to go home and send Paul and Tanya E-mail?” 

She just smiled and said, “let’s go!”.

On the way home, Belinda continued to lay back in the seat and gently stroke her thighs and cunt. She was never one to masturbate very much, so this was way out of the ordinary for her. I watched her insert her two fingers into her cunt and stroke in and out over and over. As we passed under the occasional street light, I could see the cunt juice oozing out of her and how shiny her fingers were. As we were pulling down our street, she was starting to cum again! I had never seen her get herself off before! She just squeezed my cock with her left hand and vigorously fucked her cunt with her other. I could hear the juicy sucking noise as her sopping cunt gushed out her juice and she moaned with pure pleasure! By this time I was nearly ready to shoot myself. As I pulled into the garage, I pushed the button to close the door and she immediately went down on me and began sucking my cock. She was in a sexual rage! Of course it didn’t take long for me to cum. Normally she would pull away and jack me off, but not this time. She sucked and stroked like my cum was her lifeblood, and she had to have it. My cock finally exploded into her mouth! She just kept stroking and slurping my cum and swallowing like crazy. As my orgasm subsided, she squeezed my cock from the base to the top, milking out every drop of cum that she could. I knew this evening wasn’t over by as long shot!

I fucked her twice that night and I think that she could have taken more. After we relaxed a little, she asked what we were going to put in the E-mail to Paul and Tanya. We decided to meet them for drinks the following Saturday night at the hotel lounge next to the restaurant where we had dinner. They responded within one hour, so they must have been up late checking their E-mail waiting for our response. Their message implied that they had had a very sexually charged evening after dinner as well and were eager to see us. It sounds like the excitement level was mutual.

The next week was tense at the house to say the least. We were only able to have sex once on Tuesday night because of all the hustle and bustle of life. Belinda was so sexually energized for that session. I had never seen her so wet and really into the sex. It was great and she repeated her blow job performance from the Saturday night. By Saturday, we were both charged to say the least! Even though we were very busy that week, I could tell that Belinda was constantly thinking about it. Even the little kisses were very hot and erotic.

Ever so slowly, Saturday afternoon finally got here. Belinda was primping herself up for the evening. She was very sexy in a red dress and black pumps. I noticed that she had purchased a very sexy red bra and panty set that matched her dress. Very nice. I moseyed on over behind her as she was putting on earrings and pushed my partial hard cock into her ass. I gently slid my fingers into her cunt and she was wet already. I began to finger her, but she insisted that we leave or we would be late. I pulled out my fingers and licked the juice off in front of her.

She just smiled and gave me a hot kiss and whispered, “we’re really gonna enjoy this evening aren’t we?”, in a very sexy voice.

It was so out of character for my once conservative, shy wife that was about to be fucked by another man with me in the room. 

I replied with, “I think that we will enjoy it more than we realize!”.

When we arrived at the lounge, Paul and Tanya were already there and had us a booth. Both Paul and Tanya were dressed very well. Tanya was stunning. It was obvious that they were as excited about tonight as we were. We hit it off right away. We all had several drinks when Paul mentioned that he had already reserved a room and was ready to head up if we were. After some nervous exchange, we all agreed. Once in the elevator, Tanya made it a point to stay close to me and Paul did the same with Belinda. The sexual tension was unbelievable. We all knew what was about to happen and we were all very ready for it.

Once we were in the room, I was a little unsure how to begin. Tanya wasted no time taking the lead. She sat me down on the bed and told me to relax. Paul and Belinda sat on the other bed and watched Tanya work her charms. She knew that it was our first time doing this. Although they had only done it a few times before, she seemed very calm and relaxed. I leaned back on the bed while she knelt on the floor between my legs. She unzipped my zipper and pulled out my nervous, but coming to life cock. I looked over at Belinda to see her reaction. Paul was nuzzling her neck and gently rubbing her inner thigh. Her eyes were wide open and enjoying the show.

Tanya was gorgeous, with light chocolate skin, long curly hair, full lips and huge eyes. I just took her all in as she began to lick my balls and stroke my cock. She was very slow and deliberate, and my cock grew to full proportions quickly. She finally wrapped her full lips around my cock and began to suck my nearly exploding cock. Every time she sensed that I was about to explode, she would back off and lick my balls or slow down. It was aching to cum so bad that I knew that when I did, I was going to cum in gigantic proportions.

As I was getting the slowest blow job ever I looked over and Paul and Belinda has progressed a lot. Paul had removed Belinda’s dress and bra. She was lying back on the other bed, across from us and Paul was fingering her under her panties and was sucking on her tits. I could see his black fingers shinny with her juice as she was beginning to moan a little. Paul then stopped and removed her panties and moved down between her legs. Her raised her thighs quickly in anticipation of his tongue. He began licking her thighs, clit and ass. She loved having her ass fondled and gently licked before and she really liked it now. Finally Paul settled on her clit area, and began a rhythmic fucking of her cunt with two of his long fingers, while he licked her clit. I could tell the she was beginning to cum and cum hard. Her stomach tightened and legs wrapped around his neck. She wrapped both hands around his head and pulled him into her cunt. With a shrill scream she came and came very hard! Bucking and squealing. Telling him to suck her pussy and to lick her juice. She had become very vocal and was on fire! This was the first time since we were married that another man ever touched her and she was begging for more!

After Belinda’s orgasm subsided, Tanya removed her clothes to reveal a most beautiful body. She straddled me as I lay back on the bed and slowly sat herself down on my raging cock. She was so silky inside. She began a slow rhythmic fucking up and down on my cock. I could feel my balls getting wet from her creamy cunt. She just cooed with pleasure. Again I could feel myself beginning to explode and she sensed it and stopped her motion and just squeezed my dick with her amazingly controlled cunt. Without moving, she could squeeze and sort of spasm her cunt, which felt great. 

She whispered, “let’s watch them for a while”.

We tuned on the bed to where she could sit on top of me and fuck me while I had a great view of Paul and Belinda on the other bed.

Belinda was now completely naked except for a garter belt and red stockings. Paul had removed his shirt earlier, but was still wearing pants. Belinda sat up on the edge of the bed and began to unbuckle his pants. She was very hot and seemed to be tearing at his clothes. His pants dropped to the floor and she reached for his cock, which was pointing down. Pointing down because it was so long and thick! I guess something that size has to give way to gravity. He was enormous! She pulled his boxers off and his at least 10” cock sprang up in her face. It was thicker than anything that I had ever seen. Probably the size of a soda can! It was very veiny and had an even thicker head on the end, which was all shiny with pre-cum. Belinda looked over at me for a brief moment, knowing that I was watching her every move. Although it was only a second, it seemed like forever. The look was of fear, excitement, lust, pure desire and thanks all rolled into one.

Belinda began stroking his cock and started to lick his balls. 

Paul put his big hand quickly behind her head and firmly said, “suck my cock and lick up all that cum on the end first!” 

She seemed a little shocked but began licking the pre-cum oozing from his cock.

“Now, wrap both hands around it and milk it till you get it all!” as he held the back of her head.

She did as he instructed and she moaned with pleasure. It was so erotic to watch my wife try to stretch her lips and mouth around his huge knob and cock. She just wrapped her lips around it and jacked him off with both hands. Only then did he begin to come to full hardness. His huge member started to point up and Belinda was having a harder time keeping her mouth around it. As she was sucking his head, she lowered one hand to her cunt and began fingering her cunt. I could tell that she was building to another orgasm.

Once he was completely hard, he pulled away and arranged the bed. He stacked several of the pillows in a pile and had her lay over them face down, propping her ass high in the air. He moved in behind her. He spread her legs more than she wanted and started rubbing his giant mushroom all over her cunt, smearing what was now almost a river of her juice all over his cock head. He then spread her ass cheeks wide and placed his giant knob against her cunt. He then leaned over her and placed his hands on her outstretched arms. I had a perfect view and watched as his thighs and ass tightened as he began to push his giant rod into my now whimpering wife. Her cunt was stretching but not nearly enough to allow him in. He paused for a moment and pushed some more and her cunt began to relax. Finally one more push and his head plopped in. Her face was turned my direction, and the pure lust on her fact was almost too much to take. Tanya was sucking hard and I feel was going to have me cum this time. After watching this huge man fuck my wife, it wouldn’t take me long.

Paul began to push his long cock into my wife. More and more each time. After several minutes, he had about seven inches in her and she was loving it. I watched his flat black cock pull out with her shiny juice all over it. The more he fucked her, the more he pushed in. Finally he had her stretched to the hilt and his entire organ was in her. He ground his hairy sack against her clit, while she got used to the size. It looked like he had stuck her with a black sword! 

He whispered, “ I think that you’re ready now”.

He held her hands down and pulled his cock all the way out and then plunged it all the way back in, until his balls slapped her clit. Again. and again gradually getting faster and slamming her cunt harder and harder. She was in pure heaven and beginning to cum. I had never made her cum with my cock before, but she was cumming now, and so was I. This was too much to take. As I watched my wife have a screaming hard orgasm from this man brutally fucking her cunt with his massive cock, I began to shoot. Tanya, kept her lips around my shaft as I started to shoot what was the most explosive orgasm of my life. Belinda was watching me cum while she was cumming and both of us seemed to fuel the others orgasm. Tanya slowly stroked me with her lips and swallowed every drop as I squirted blast after blast into her mouth. She really got off on pleasuring me. As my orgasm began to lessen, Tanya continued to suckle me and slowly bring me down.

I watched as Paul was really getting a rhythm now. His entire cock and balls were covered with her juices and I could swear the he was still getting harder. When he would pull out, it was like his cock head was pulling the inside of her cunt out with it! She looked at me with pure lust in her eyes. I could only imagine how big his cock head was now. He began to moan a little. I watched his ass, thighs and back tighten. He mumbled that he was cumming. Tanya whispered to me that “he cums a lot…a whole lot!”. Belinda was now at his mercy. He put his hands down on the flair of her waist and pulled her in. There was no way that she could pull away even if she wanted to. He was locked in. His stroked got shorter and harder as he slammed into her. He began to shoot his cum deep into Belinda. She was cumming again as well gripping the bedspread with her hands. His muscled body was in spasm as he hosed her cunt walls with his hot creamy cum. He just kept convulsing as he pushed in and out of her. As he began to slow down, I noticed a very white ring of cum all around the base of his cock and balls. A slow stream of their combined juices trickled out of her cunt and down her ass. He continued to fuck her for another three to five minutes making sure that he had milked his entire load into her.

When he pulled his long black snake out of her, her pussy was very swollen and red and a trail of cum followed. What a load he must have shot into her! My wife just laid there in sort of a daze. After watching that I was ready for more. She looked so hot and satisfied lying there. I crawled over on the bed with her as Paul joined Tanya on the other bed. I asked her if it was as good as it looked. She gave me a big hug and kiss and said that it was better than she had imagined. We just lay there and watched Tanya work her oral charms on Paul’s massive meat. He had never really gone soft. Once she started sucking his cock, he was completely hard again in no time. I spooned in behind Belinda and slid my cock into her warm and slippery quim. It was so hot and creamy. I just slowly fucked her while I fondled her tits from behind. It just kept feeling better and better. I knew I wouldn’t last too long watching this show.

Paul put Tanya on her back and raised her legs for maximum penetration. His cock slid right into her creamy hole. He began a slow rhythmic fucking, but picked up speed quick. Tanya was cumming already from his thorough fucking. She bucked her cunt against his lower stomach as she convulsed. It was obvious that it was a good one for her.

Paul continued until he was ready to cum again himself. Once he is in the early stages of orgasm, he looks over at my wife, who is facing him and getting fucked by me from behind. He pulls out his huge cock and comes over and puts it in her face right next to me. He puts the head against her lips and begins stroking his cock. He’s gonna shoot all over her lips and I’m right beside her watching the whole thing. She puts one hand over his hand and jacks him up and down. His first spurt squirts across her lips as she’s licking his cock head. He then backs up a little and shoots again over her face. I’m starting to cum with him and so is she! I can feel her pussy spasm around my cock as I squirt my load in her already creamy pussy. Paul’s last few shots shoot all over her neck and chest. She finishes him off by slowly sucking his cock head.

We all collapse in a heap on the bed. Tanya comes over to our bed and joins us. I then move between her legs for a final taste of her silky pussy. Her cunt is very swollen and musky from the thorough fucking that Paul gave her. Just licking her cunt lips seems soothing for her after that. Only several moments later, she begins the last of her orgasms. Her cunts begins to drizzle juice down my chin. I just lap up all that she has and she finally calms down.




Our First Experience With Others



After we all shower, we make arrangements to meet again “someday” and promise to stay in touch via E-mail.

What an evening! Belinda LOVED the evening. I don’t know if she ever wants a repeat, but I do know that our sex life has been fantastic ever since that evening. It has fueled fantasies that we never dreamed of.