0 comments/ 62601 views/ 2 favorites Sexual Awakening By: nayes59 Kim I am Kim, a 56 year old married female. Medical practitioner by profession. My husband is Steve; he is 3 years older than me. Sam came into our life about 9 months ago when Steve found that he was having problems with erection. It does not mean that he can’t have erection at all; it was just that he could not sustain it for long enough and most of the time it was not stiff enough to enter my vagina. He was quite upset about it. I was at the stage of life when sex did not mean much to me, and to be honest I did not mind at all. Sex has never been an important factor in our married life. But he felt distressed by the fact that he was unable to satisfy me the way he thought he should be. I kept telling him not to worry about it, but he would not heed to my advice. He became so paranoid about it to such an extent that he was adamant that I should have a discrete affair. I think he was within himself worried that I may leave him for some one else. To be honest, I would never have done any thing like that in my life because I loved him very much; we had a very stable family life and we were very compatible in every other way. But, he was so insistent that I agreed just to keep him from constantly pestering me about it. In fact, it was his idea to choose Sam as the potential lover for me. Sam is a long standing family friend, who was married to a good friend of mine, Marie. They have been divorced for a few years now. I was made to believe that Sam was more than happy to oblige; he once even confessed that he always had a crush on me! Steve organized the first meeting. It was supposed to be just an occasion for us to renew our friendship. Sam was invited home for dinner. We have not seen much of him since the divorce. I was quite apprehensive about the whole affair. I told Steve in no uncertain terms that what ever happened has to be built up gradually as I have to come to know Sam at a personal level before I agree for any thing further. Steve promised that he has conveyed the message to Sam and he was also agreeable to my condition. I dressed up conservatively for the occasion and the dinner went on quite well. We had lots of news to share with each other, as we have not met for quite some time. As the night went on, I was getting quite relaxed. After the dinner, Stephen suggested that Sam and I should go out for a walk along the lake. I was apprehensive that neighbors might see us, but Steve reassured me that it was too late in the night for any of them to be around the lake area. It was a beautiful moonlit night. We walked quietly for a short time. I think we were both not sure how to go about. He took my hand gently as we walked along the gravel banks of the lake. There was a small park with a bench facing the water and he suggested that we sit down. The moon was full and bright and millions of stars were spread over the sky. We sat down and he moved close to me. His arm was around my waist. I was beginning to feel a bit romantic, as it was quite a while since Steve and I have been on a walk along the lake. The water was still and the reflection of the moon made it look so beautiful. The conversation started to become easier. He asked me about the kids and about my work etc and before I realized, I had my head on his shoulders. With his other hand he held one of my hands and started to gently stroke my arm. It felt nice. I looked up to him and I noticed that he was staring at my face. In the moon light I could see a smile on his face and I smiled back. He bent down and gently kissed me on my forehead. Next thing I know his lips were on mine and we were kissing each other. I have never been with any other man in my life before, other than with Stephen, and it was exciting to be kissed by some one else. Different feel and different taste. I opened my mouth to receive his tongue which probed in, seeking my tongue. It was magical. I felt his hand on one of my boobs gently squeezing it. His hands were large and strong. The kissing became more passionate and I was experiencing feelings which I never realized I had before. I could not help having a touch of guilt flashing through my mind that I was with some one else other than my husband and was enjoying what we were doing. My whole body was tingling and warm and I forgot where we were. I started to moan and Sam sensed that I was enjoying every minute of it. It did not take him long to slowly unbutton my blouse and his hands were on my bra squeezing the boobs even harder than before. I did not want him to stop what he was doing, but I was conscious of the fact that we were in a public park. I also did not want things to go too far on our first outing. I mumbled, “Sam. I think we should stop.” “Why honey? Aren’t you enjoying it?” he asked. His hand has slipped under the bra and was holding my boob. His fingers gently held the nipple for a moment giving a gentle squeeze. I shuddered with pleasure. “No darling I love it, but we should take one step at a time as we decided before.” He looked at me intently. I could see his face clearly in the moon light. Part of me was hoping that he will not listen to me and continue with what he was doing. But to my surprise, he said “Yes honey, I agree with you. But please tell me, do you think this is going to work out between us?” I replied quite emphatically, “Oh yes definitely.” Sam said “I am glad that we both feel that way.” He gave a very hard squeeze to my boob before he removed his hand from under the bra. It was to make it clear to me that he was in control of the situation. I quickly readjusted my bra and buttoned my blouse before we got up. We had our hands around each others waists as we slowly walked back towards our house. As I was about to ring the door bell, he turned around and held me tightly against his body and we locked our selves in a very deep passionate kiss. After what appeared to be eternity, I reluctantly pulled my self away from him. Stephen opened the door. He asked Sam whether he was going to come in, but Sam said he had to leave. Before he left, Sam held me tight and gave me a deep kiss on my lips as Stephen was watching us. I could sense a feeling of jealousy on Steve’s face. As I closed the door after Sam left, Steve asked me how it went. I did not want to make him feel any worse. I just shrugged my shoulders and went straight to bed. The thoughts of what happened in the park kept coming back to me during the night, keeping me. To my surprise, I realised that it was a pleasant sensation which I have not experienced for a very long time and just thinking of it gave me a nice warm glowy feeling, all over my body. Next morning, when I woke up, I felt great within my self. I could not believe that I was so excited about what happened the pervious night. I did not have too much time to dwell on it as I was late for work. I worked in my own medical clinic; the morning was very busy and I was fully occupied trying to solve the medical and mostly non medical (!) problems of people who had no better things to do rather than to visit their local general practitioner for a chat! I was so exhausted at the end of the session I could not wait to get away from the place. As I walked out of the clinic tiered and worn out, guess who was standing next to my car with a bunch of roses! Sam kissed me on my lips and handed the flowers to me. They were so gorgeous, and I could not hide the tears of joy. I can’t remember when I have last received flowers from any one, especially from Stephen. “Oh honey they are beautiful” I remarked. “Glad you like them”, he said as he slid his hand around my waist. We were standing in the car park and I was aware of the fact it was just opposite to my clinic. ” Let us go some where more private” I said as his hand groped my left boob. “How about your Clinic?” he asked. The clinic girls would have gone for lunch break by then and I knew that we won’t be disturbed at least for a short time. He followed me. I opened the door with my keys. It was quite dark inside as the lights were turned off. He kissed me passionately. I responded with equal fervor, holding on to his shoulder with one of my hands and the other around his neck. What was becoming of me! I was behaving like a bitch in heat! He reached up pulled the ribbon which was holding my hair up. It fell down over my shoulders. It is long and soft. His hands stroked my hair gently and slowly let them slide from my hair to my face tracing my eye brows, nose and my lips. He gently stroked my neck and glide further down to the front of my blouse. Looking into my eyes he reached for the top button. He started to open the button, and I made no move to stop him. There were four buttons and he opened all of them, so that the blouse hung open from my shoulders, exposing my bra. I was aware of the fact that my hard nipples were straining against the flimsy material of the bra, with excitement. He pushed my shoulders against the wall of the room and slowly placed his hands on my bosom. He was staring at them and it made me very self conscious. He exclaimed, “How much I love your tits honey. I always fancied them for a very long time”. I blushed. He went on to say, “I wish you do not wear a bra.” From the tone in which he said, I realized that it was a command rather than a wish or request. I took the cue and reaching behind my back unhooked the bra. He did not try to help me. I removed the blouse first and then the bra and dropped them on the floor. All the time he was watching my every move. He hands reached my boobs. He looked right into my eyes as he cupped my breasts in his hands. He felt my hard nipples between his index, and middle fingers. I closed my eyes as I felt an electric sensation running through my body starting from the tip of the nipples. His hands were rough when he squeezed them. But I loved what he was doing. Stephen has always been very gentle and it was a new experience to be rough handled. He pinched the nipples and pulled on them. It hurt a bit but it was a weird sensation of a mixture of pleasure and pain. He led me to my examination couch and asked me to lie down. I knew that things were moving too fast for my liking but felt out of control. I was like a zombie obeying his commands. I started to shudder as Sam bent down and kissed my breasts and ran his tongue around the nipples. I could hear Sam saying, “Oh honey they are so delicious.” I tried to make a weak protest. "Please stop, the office girls may come back any time.” It was a lame excuse and he knew that. He responded, "Oh darling, they are so beautiful." and started to suck on my breasts in earnest. It was electrifying, far better than I have ever felt with Steve in all my life. I stopped protesting. He was sucking harder and harder and I could even feel his teeth gently bitting on the nipples. In the beginning it was painful but as he contuniued to suck and bite, the pain turned into pelasure. I started to moan as I was getting aroused. "Mmm! Harder! Suck them harder" I was crying. Sam I loved the feel of Kim's breasts in my mouth as I sucked each breast like a hungry baby, going from one to the other. Each tug on her breasts brought moans from her and she held on to my arms tightly as the passion built up inside her. I was not sure whether I should go further. But, I thought I will take the chanse and see how far she will let me go. Kim did resist when I finally got up the nerve and tried to pull her skirt up. She kept pulling it down saying, “Honey let us not go any futher”. I manged to get my hand on to her crotch, feeling the panties she was wearing even thoug she kept her legs thightly together. I knew she was excited as I could feel the wet patch in front of her silk panties. “Why honey? Tell me one good reason” I asked, as I gently stroked the front of her pussy. She squirmed like a worm and I knew she liked what I was doing. Finally she blurted out, “I will rather do it some where else, more comfortable.” “Where do you think we should go?” I asked. “Home, probably” she said reluctantly. “Let us go” I said not wanting to loose the advantage I had. I would have preferred to have finshed what we started then and there, but I could understand the reasoning of not doing it in a narrow doctors couch, even though the whole idea fasinated me. Some other time perhaps!. She got up and gatherd the blouse and bra from the floor. “No bra” I told her. She nodded and put the bra in her hand bag and quickly put on the blouse and buttoned it. Even at her age, she had quite large and firm boobs, which I bet someone half her age would have been proud to have. I have always admired her boobs, even since I met her first time many years ago. We left the clinic and we drove separtely in our own cars to her home. As soon as she opened the door, I reached around her, supporting her bottom with my arms and lifted her off the floor. She involuntarily wrapped her legs around my hips. I buried my face into hers giving her a long deep kiss. I carried her through the doorway into the bedroom. I set her down on the bed and dropped between her legs. I lifted her skirt. She had a black silk laced panties which was wet with her pussy juices. I bend down and kissed her over the wet patch. She moaned in anticipation of what was to follow. I pulled her panties down. She lifted her bottom and helped me to pull it down to her ankles. She kicked off her shoes and put her bare feet around my back. I looked down on to her beautiful pussy. She had clipped her pubic hair which was short and curly. I like it that way. My fingers gently probed her pussy. She squirmed and writhed on the bed as my penetrating fingers explored the depths. Her clit was smaller than I thought it would be and when I touched it she made a loud groan of pleasure. I wanted to kiss her and taste her. I bent down and kissed her pussy before my tongue worked its way inside the inner edge of her pussy lips. Then it glided up into the underside of her clit and hit its mark. I could sense that Kim was overcome by waves of pleasure. She let out a huge scream of disbelief and excitement. I stood up by the side of the bed and began removing my shirt. She was watching me as I was doing it. I could notice that she was scrutinising my body and I sensed that she liked what she saw. I have to confess that I was well built for a man for my age. I had nice arms and strong broad chest. I noticed her eyes dropping to the rest of my body probably thinking how much sexier my body was compared to Stephens’. Stephen was shorter than me and is on the podgy side. I was sure she noticed the lump in my pants. Her eyes widened a bit, probably due to mixed feelings of trepidation and excitement. "Take off my pants, Kim." I ordered. The firm tone shocked her a bit. Reluctantly, she sat up on the bed and reached for my pants. She undid the belt first, then unzipped the pants and let it drop to the floor. My undies looked as though they were going to tear from the tension underneath them. Kim looked up at me in a bit of surprise. "Take them down too honey." I told her smilingly. Reluctantly, she took hold of my undies. She was breathing quickly as she was pulling them down and I did not fail to notice that she shuddered and let out a deep sigh. My penis is quite long and thick. I have been always very proud of its size. It was apparent that she found herself in shock as my fully erect penis throbbed and bounced in front of her. She was enthralled. I bet she had never in her life seen a prick this large and I sensed that she was probably afraid of it. "Hold it honey." I ordered. Kim placed her hand on its underside and was surprised by its weight and the fact that her fingers couldn't get all the way around it. The only other penis she would have ever come this close was Stephen’s and I am sure it was nothing compared to mine. Mine was enormous. She pumped it a bit and I let out a little moan. This excited her and she pumped a little faster. "Suck it." I ordered. Kim paused for a moment. She has never in her life done it before. Stephen, when they were first married, wanted her to do it and she point blankly refused. After trying a few times unsuccessfully to make her do it, he has finally given up on it. But this monster was so large that there was no way it could go directly in her mouth but she desperately wanted to satisfy me. I knew that she did not want to refuse me. I realised the situation. I knew that I had to play it right. I asked her “You have never done it before have you?” She shook her head. I knew it! For a doctor she was no naive. I realised that I had to handle her gently. I told her “That is okay honey, you can gradually get used to it.” I could see that she had a fear in her face wondering what was going to happen. “To start with, just gently kiss it honey, the tip of it.” I could see a bit of pre cum on the tip and she hesitated for a moment before she bent down and placed her lips on the tip of my prick. “That was not bad was it? The next step is to gently take the tip in your mouth, just the tip, imagine it is like the top of a Popsicle”. Kim nodded her head and did as I asked her. She was gentle and the tip of my prick slid into her mouth. She almost gagged for a minute before she controlled herself and continued to hold it inside her mouth. She was getting the hang of it. “That is so sweet honey and it feels really great” I encouraged her, “Why not imagine that you want to suck the Popsicle and take more of it inside your mouth, as much as you could”. I thought for a minute she was going freak out, but she looked into my eyes. I could sense that she wanted to make me happy. She gradually tried to take more of my prick inside her mouth, but kept choking. I thought it was not bad for a start; next time it will be better. I was quite satisfied with the progress I have made and thus I pulled it away. She still had her blouse on. I asked her to remove that too. She was sitting naked on the bed and I sat next to her. I looked into her eyes. I knew she was mine for the taking. Stephen, my friend, eat your heart out. Your lovely wife, whom you married as a virgin and was never touched by any one else other than you is all mine! I gently laid her on the bed. I bet she has never been in any position other than missionary. That will do for the time being. I climbed on the bed, kneeling and facing her in between her spread legs. There was a sense of apprehension and anticipation on her face. I smiled at her and bend down towards her, directing my penis into her inviting pussy. I slowly put my erect penis at the entrance to her pussy. She raised her hips arching them up to receive my penis. Her legs were around my back pulling my body towards her. I knew she was hot. My penis glided into her opening and slowly her lips parted as I entered. Surprisingly it was quite tight as I inched my way in, deeper and deeper. Kim I couldn't believe what I was feeling; it felt like I was going to explode. Then I felt his balls making slight contact with my clit. He had reached the bottom filling me right to the hilt. Then without warning he pulled out almost to the head. I knew what was coming next. The thrust was hard as he re-entered me. I squealed in delight, it felt incredible as he once again pulled out and gave me another deep thrust. My toes curled as he picked up the pace. I screamed. The feeling of tightness slowly dissipated as I became more and more wet as he stretched me out with each deep pleasurable stroke. He continued this for several minutes at a furious pace and I was making more noise than I have ever made in my life, but I couldn't help myself, he was driving me mad with lust. He was not spent yet but I had at least two orgasms. Sam pulled out once again. He lifted my legs up in the air, placing them on his shoulders and entered me again this time with greater force. It was different. I found the penis was sliding in further with each thrust. As he stroked deep into me once again, I approached another orgasm. He was tightly holding on to my tits squeezing them while repeatedly kept thrusting into me. His balls were hitting my ass with a thud as he plunged each time. We were both moaning and groaning loudly and I knew he was going to come soon. Involuntarily, I kept pushing my pelvis towards him to match each of his thrust. “Oh my God you are so good “he cried as he emptied his cum into my pussy. I could feel tons and tons of it filling me and overflowing on to my legs and to the bed sheet. We stayed like that until his cum has stopped pumping into me and then we both fell on to the bed in exhaustion. We turned facing each other and he kissed me. He could read it on my face how happy I was. "You've never had a cock this big before, have you Kim?" Sam asked me as our foreheads touched each other and we looked deep into each other's eyes. I was a bit embarrassed by his blunt question. “You know very well dear that Steve has been the only man in my life, and his is nothing like yours”. I knew my reply pleased him very much. "Did you really like it?" "Oh God! Sam, Yes of course!" I squealed in response, “This is the best damn fuck I've ever had in my life!" I was surprised that I used the ‘F’ word; I have never done that before in my life! He pulled me close to his body and we laid in each others arms. We must have gone to sleep until he woke me up “Hey honey time for you to get back to work”. I looked at the clock and realised that I have slept through. My afternoon clinic was supposed to start at 3pm and it was already 315pm. I quickly got up. Did not have time for a shower but quickly wiped my self, sprayed with cologne to take the smell of sex away and got my self dressed. Sam was watching me intently. As I was about to put my bra and panties on, he remarked, “From now onwards, no bra and no panties okay.” I was about to object but thought otherwise, smiled and nodded my head. He looked so cute the way he was lying there naked with a satisfied grin on his face. I gave him a quick kiss on his lips and rushed back to work Stephen Sexual Awakening My husband, Mark, and I have been married for fifteen years now. We are in our early forties and have a great marriage. Although our sex life is wonderful, we have been trying to figure out new and exciting ways of spicing up our sexual pleasure. I work as a legal secretary at a prestigious law firm. One of my co-workers recently seemed to take a liking to me and is always flirtatious around me. I've caught him numerous times checking out my figure and eyeing my 34 C-cup breasts. Even in my forties, I still have a great body from working out at the gym regularly. All the attention I was getting from Nick, my co-worker, gave me an idea. I was unsure about what my husband would say about it, but this would be a new adventure for the both of us. That night after dinner I told my husband what I'd like to do. I mentioned Nick and told him how he was always flirting with me and how once he even tried brushing his hand across my ass while I walked past him once. " Maybe we could invite Nick over to join us for fun," I said. My husband loved the idea and said he even thought of a threesome at one point. He said it would be a big turn on watching another guy pleasuring me in front of him and he agreed without hesitation. I told him I'd mention it to Nick tomorrow at lunchtime. I went into work that morning looking more enticing than I've ever looked. I chose a white blouse and black thigh high skirt topped with black stockings and high-heels. I had my blond hair pulled up into a twist so that I could show off my slender neck. I was sitting at my desk looking through some paper work when Nick came over and asked if I would go to lunch with him, which would be in ten minutes. I said that would be great and told him that I had something to ask him anyway. We went for lunch at a popular Chinese restaurant only ten minutes away from the law firm. I had scrumptious fried rice with chicken and steamed vegetables with a glass of water. Boy was it good. During practically the whole meal he was watching me eat. I think I even felt his foot rub my panty-hosed leg, but the touch was so soft I wasn't sure. We talked for a bit, mostly about work. All the while his eyes never left mine. He was smiling and leaning forward while I talked. He was really coming on to me and I thought if I'm going to ask him, this is as good a time as any. " About that thing I wanted to ask you…my husband and I have been looking for someone to join us for sex and I was wondering if you'd be interested in meeting with us?" He looked surprised at my bluntness, but then a big grin serviced on his face. " Hey, that would be really fun. I've always wanted to do this. I've been meaning to tell you that I find you to be a highly attractive woman. I don't mean to be so forward, but I've been eyeing your breasts and your ass the whole morning." " I know. That's why I asked you in on the fun," I said. We agreed to meet Friday night and that night I told Mark that he agreed to come over and join us. I could hardly wait for our adventure to come and my husband was dying to meet him. Friday came and Nick called that night saying he was on his way and for us to be ready for him. Were we ever ready! I was a little nervous, but it was to be expected. I knew we were going to have fun. Nick arrived and I introduced him to my husband. Nick obviously wanted to get down to business. Running his hands over my breasts, he began kissing me deeply. I was surprised and I'm sure my husband was also. I kissed him back while he grouped my ass and breasts until Mark suggested we move to the bedroom. Once there, he began undressing me while my husband watched. He took off my bra and exposed my breasts to his hungry gaze. He squeezed them with his strong hands then licked and sucked on my nipples until they stood erect. He then took off my skirt and panties until I was naked before both men. I went and sat down on the edge of the bed and Nick started taking off his clothes. He had a wonderful body, and his cock was long and hard sticking up proudly. He came over to me offering his hard cock for me to play with. I glanced at my husband, and then taking his hard tool I put him in my wet mouth. I sucked him leisurely up and down, enjoying the scent and taste of him. I was greatly turned on knowing my husband was watching me suck this guy's dick. My husband shed his clothes and joined in. He sat beside me and started stroking my breasts and sucking my nipples. I could feel them growing hard inside his mouth as his expert tongue stroked them to erectness. I was moaning around Nick's cock. Nick withdrew and took my place on the bed. He pushed me down on his cock with my back to him. He was so big, and my cunt walls immediately engulfed him. I moved up and down his stiff rod and reached down to play with his balls. My breasts were bouncing up and down as I rode his cock hard. My husband knelt in front of me to watch the action. " Lick me while he fucks me," I said. He did just that. His tongue slid up and down my slit each time stopping to suck my clit. I loved the feel of his wet tongue on me while a cock fucked me deep. I was moaning loudly and enjoying the pleasure these two men were giving me. My husband was eagerly sucking on the petals of my sex and occasionally pulling them back with his teeth, each time causing them to hit against my clit. I then cried out as I had my orgasm. I got off of Nicks cock and got on my hands and knees on the bed. " Fuck me from behind," I told Nick. He got behind me and gripping my hips he thrust deep inside me. He banged me swiftly with his huge hard on. I squeezed my vaginal walls against his cock as he entered me again and again, causing him to groan with pleasure. Mark got on his knees in front of me and took his cock into my mouth. Having two cocks at once was very exciting and I sucked him for all I was worth. Occasionally I would go down and lick his balls making them all wet. My husband has very sensitive balls and when I did that he couldn't hold back and he shot his load into my mouth. I swallowed all of him not missing a single drop. I loved the taste of his come. My husband lied down on the bed and got under me so his face was under my cunt. He began licking my slit and clit. I think even a few times he tongued around my whole where Nick was fucking me. He would go up to my clit then down to my whole and I was wondering if he was licking Nick while he pumped out of me. The idea of this got me more aroused and when my husband's tongue came up to suck my clit I had my second orgasm. Nick was really close to coming. He pulled out of me and turned me over. He stuck his cock near my mouth and began jerking off. This was a real turn on for me, having a man jerk off on my face. I opened my mouth, giving him clear instruction to aim there. Then, his hot cum shot out and landed on my tongue and chin. I got as much of it as I could and swallowed it. I licked the rest off my lips. Nick then suggested that I straddle my husband while he watched. I lowered myself on Marks rigid tool. Even though I had just gotten fucked, my pussy was still tight. He groaned when I impaled him deep inside my pussy. Resting my hands on his chest, and began riding that gorgeous hard cock. He was gripping my ass and rubbing my tits while I fucked him. I began bouncing up and down faster, my breasts also, until he grabbed them and was pinching my nipples. I leaned back a bit so that I could grab his balls. Then, I got into a squatting position while he held my hands so that I could fuck him deeper. It felt so good and I was enjoying every minute. He began thrusting his hips up and driving more of his cock up my dripping cunt. Nick was standing by the bed watching and stroking his cock slowly. Him watching turned me on and I rode him faster. Mark let out a groan and I could feel his come fill my drenched pussy. I went over and sat on the edge of the bed and took Nick in my mouth. I began sucking his cock head before going all the way in. I rubbed the tip of his cock in the back of my throat. I felt his hand go to the back of my head and he thrust his cock in and out of my mouth at a fast pace. I began massaging his balls and then I felt them tighten in my hand. Huge loads of cum came into my mouth and I greedily drank his spunk. We all went to the bathroom and cleaned up. My husband went into the kitchen to get us a few drinks. I was on the couch with my legs spread wide and Nick was lapping at my pussy like a hungry cat when my husband came back. Forgetting about the drinks, he sat them on the end table and knelt beside Nick so he could get a better view. His tongue was wonderful. He was sliding it over my clit in a back and forth motion and then sucking it into his mouth. Nick moved a little to the left so my husband could get in if he wanted to. Mark began tonguing me, too. It felt so good having two tongues licking my pussy. Occasionally there tongues would meet each other's while they licked me. One of them had two fingers inside me pumping away, and another was licking my slit feverishly. I played with my nipples while I watched these two eating me. Nick began sucking my clit intensely while Mark had his whole hand practically up my pussy. I came hard, my juices running all over his hand and some unto the couch. They both lapped it up until there wasn't any left. It was getting late and we decided to call it a night. Nick told my husband he was a lucky man to have such a sexy woman and that he couldn't get enough of my sweet cunt. My husband seemed pleased and told him that he could come over again sometime to pay my cunt a visit. He gladly agreed and we set a date to meet the following weekend. This was one adventure we weren't soon to forget. Sexual Awakening This is a true incident which has happened in my life after marriage. I am usha, tamilian, 5'6", aged 26 and married for the last 3 years. Ours is a love marriage and we married after dating each other for around 2 years. We are basically a broad minded couple and hubby was my fourth boy-friend. I was sexually active with my previous boy-friends also. I had lost my virginity to my teacher in a private computer coaching centre where me and my future hubby were undergoing computer coaching during those days. I had to even undergo an abortion once, courtesy my second boyfriend. Knowing all about my past my hubby aged 27, ronit proposed to me. After dating and understanding each other for 2 years, that also included frequent sex, we decided to get married. What we had not taken into consideration was 'there was no novelty left anymore, nothing new to be discovered'. During our courting days we had mated with each other in every possible way oral as well as anal. After around a year of getting married our sexual activities were also getting minimized to the bare minimum of just once a week and that to a quickie. During that time we decided that, what we needed was a holiday somewhere alone in exotic kerala where we can again re-kindle our love. Moreover we also decided to start a family hence we planned our trip for around 15 days during my fertile period. One of our family friends 'Priya' also gave us the contact nos. and address of a family in kerala who rented out rooms in their villa to visiting tourist couples. This option was much cheaper for us because the accommodation costs were very nominal and home made food was also available as and when required. We booked our to and fro tickets from mumbai to kerala after hubby was granted a leave of around 20 days. My hubby is working for an IT firm in mumbai. The journey to kerala took only 32 hours and we reached our destination by 5 am in the morning. The rooms were extremely comfortable and our hosts [lets call them Martin and Annie] were very courteous, gentle and they gave us a very warm welcome. Martin is around 37, 5' 7", dark and medium built and Annie around 30, 5' 4", slim with a generous bottom. They had huge plantations in kerala and it was the income from these plantations that gave them all the luxurious things in life. During our arrival there were also a group from Tanzania consisting of 2 men and three women. They had occupied the rooms on the first floor of the villa while we were allotted rooms on the ground floor. Our host's bedroom was just next to ours. I and my hubby were extremely happy and we were looking forward to just hit the bed and have sex. But our joy was extremely short lived as hubby received a urgent call from his office stating that the servers at the client locations have crashed and he has to report immediately. He was asked to immediately come back on the next available flight. We were completely lost and frustrated. It was then hubby suggested that I stay back as he would be able to come back within 5-6 days and hence no need to spoil our vacation. At least we would still have another 10 days for our pleasures. My hubby left for mumbai on that same day after the afternoon. Sensing my dejection and frustration Annie started consoling me. I in turn poured out my heart to her. We had our dinner together and I went to bed fingering myself and becoming all the more frustrated in the process. I got up late the next day only by 10 am feeling aroused. The Tanzanian group had already gone for sight-seeing and the house maid informed me that breakfast was ready. On enquiring I found out that Annie was also out on some errands and would be back only by afternoon. After having my breakfast and dressing up [I had worn a sleeve-less top and denim shorts] I decided to explore the villa on my own. On the top floor was the gym and there was load music being played. Being curious I decided to have a look and imagine my surprise when I found Martin undergoing his daily routines. He was bare chested [in fact he was only wearing a tight loin cloth and he seemed to be very well endowed] and was not aware of my presence. I stood rooted to my spot completely absorbing the sight in front of me specially the outlines of his groins against the loin cloth. One part of me wanted to reach out and touch him while another part was reminding me that I was married. At that moment he looked up and caught me staring at his groins. I turned red, blushing but still my eyes were stuck at his groins. Martin just walked up to me took me in his arms and pulled me towards him against his chest. I was crushed against his bare chest, I could smell his sweat and I could also feel his groins pressed against my stomach. All my reservations were melting and I could feel the wetness growing in between my legs. He starting kissing me and forced his tongue inside my mouth. All my resistance were nearly gone and I started responding back. We started feeling up each other, my GOD, he was well built and strong. He in turn was groping my buttocks with his right hand and was slowing moving upwards towards my breast. He started pressing them and was also kissing me fully inside my mouth. He then released me and then started lifting up my top. I just pulled up both my hands and allowed him to completely remove my top. I was now standing in front of him with just my bra and my denim shorts. He then roughly pulled at my bra and it snapped. Here I was now standing completely topless in front of Martin. He bend down and started licking on and around my nipples. They were already swollen by around 1/2 inches and I could also feel my panties getting wet. I just wanted this man inside me. I wanted him to take me and fuck me then and there. He then started sucking on my boobs. I could not stand it any longer and pushed him away. He was surprised by my reaction. I started kissing his bare chest and moved downwards towards his groin. He understood my intentions and loosed his loin knot. The loin just fell down exposing his manhood. My GOD he was nearly 5 inches hanging like a garden hose pipe and he was not even erect. I started kissing and licking his cock, lustfully inhaling his sexual aroma. Then I slowing opened my mouth and started sucking him. He was growing inside my mouth and I was now having difficulty taking him. Fully erect he turned out to be nearly around 9 inches and very thick. I was licking and sucking him like crazy. My hubby's around 6 inches. None of my previous lovers were as as big as Martin. I knew Martin was going to stretch my love hole. Martin then pulled my head away from his cock and just picked me up in his arms as if I was some doll. He then carried me down the corridor and to another room. Here we were, he completely naked with an erect cock and me a married woman completely topless in his arms going down the corridor. He kicked the door open and dropped me on the bed. He then just unbuttoned my denim shorts and started pulling them down. I lifted my ass and he stripped me of my shorts. Next to go were my panties. He parted my legs and inserted his finger inside my love tunnel. A groan escaped from my lips, I was very wet. I was in a different world in itself and was asking him to fuck me. I was mouthing 'Just fuck me Martin. Take me Martin, fuck me hard. I want to come on your cock'. He parted my legs and then slowing inserted the tip of his cock inside me. T hen he slowly started pushing it inside me. I could feel him stretching me, I clawed at him urging him to fuck me. He then just pushed it in with a hard shove and I cried out in pure pleasure. He was now fucking me hard and strong. I had my first orgasm and I was screaming in pure pleasure without realizing that some one else would hear what was going on. My new lover was biting me all over specially my neck and shoulder. Martin then scooped me up by my ass and was still pumping inside me. I had my second orgasm. My GOD he was still going on. I could feel his hot rod pumping in and out of my love hole. Then I could feel his pace increasing and I knew he was very near. And then with a groan he started to fill me with his juice and along with him I again orgasmed. He just kept on coming inside me, he filled me up with his manly juice. I started kissing him still clinging on to him. He in turn laid down on top of me and also started kissing me softly all over again. We were in that position for about 5 minutes. He then removed his cock out of love tunnel with a POP and I could feel his juices rushing out of my hole. He was still semi-hard and I turned myself towards him to again take him in my mouth. And to my shock from the corner of my eyes I saw someone standing near the door. I cried out and as I and Martin turned towards the door, we saw the maid standing there. She then quietly walked out without saying anything. The whole mood was destroyed and I told Martin that I wanted to go back to my room, he understood me and did not resist. I just wrapped the bed sheet around me and went down to my room. In my room as I came to my senses, I realized what a big mess I have created. I was in my fertile days and I had not only allowed a man other than my husband to fuck me without a condom, but also ejaculate inside me. But at the same time my body was still aching for more, I just wanted to be in Martin's arms feeling his cock fucking the daylights out of me. I showered and then changed into a sari. It was already 1.00 pm, there was a knock on the door and as I opened it the maid walked in with my sleeveless top, denim shorts, bra and panties and laid it down on the bed. I was speechless and ashamed because she must have seen Martin fucking me and me crying out in pleasure during my orgasms. I tried to speak but she just gave me a smile and left the room. I was confused, will she tell Annie? What should I tell my hubby? At the same time I was deeply attracted to Martin and wanted to be with me. I was so filled with lust that I did not mind even getting impregnated by him. But I just wanted him more. I fell asleep thinking of my sexual encounter with him. At around 2.00 there was a knock on the door. As I opened the door I found Martin and Annie standing outside. I was speechless; Annie asked me 'Can we come inside'? I just walked back to the bed and sat down without speaking and they followed me. Annie came and sat down beside me while Martin was still standing. She took my hands in her and said 'Martin told me everything. Look, don't feel ashamed or guilty. Its quite normal over here'. I was confused. What was she saying? She further said 'There are lots of visitors domestic as well as foreign over here. Hence sexual activity is quite expected. It is not the first time that Martin has fucked a female visitor. We are quite broad minded on this issue, I give him his space and he gives me mine.' It was then she told me that she was bi-sexual. Moreover Martin won't force himself over me if I did not want it. She wanted me to be comfortable and forget the whole issue. At this point I asked her 'What if I wanted more of Martin? What if I wanted to spend the next couple of days being fucked by him'? Annie simply said 'Look baby, I got no problem with Martin fucking you but it has to be in front of me rather than at my back. Hence if you don't mind my watching you get fucked, then its quite ok with me also'. Instead of replying her I just walked up to Martin and kissed him deeply. It seems they got the message that I was ready and Martin said 'Baby have your lunch now. No need to starve. We have lots of days and nights for enjoying till your husband comes back'. This was the beginning of my sexual ecstasy as for the next 4 days and night I got thoroughly fucked by martin. It was sometimes just he and me, sometimes all the three of us including Annie. I simply loved having anal with him, with all of his 9' inches pumping in and out of my backdoor. It was during that time I also had my first lesbian experience with Annie and I simply enjoyed it. I was falling in love with Martin and my deepest desire was now to get impregnated by him. It was pure bliss for me, I was in heaven, having sex again and again. It was also time for my husband's return. Should I tell him everything or should I keep mum? He was coming day after. I decided to tell him and face the consequences. But I was hoping that he would understand, because before marrying me he knew I was not a virgin and that all my previous lovers had enjoyed sex with me. As he returned back he was in a great mood, as soon as we were inside the room he simply removed his clothes and started stripping me. I just stood there non-responsive. He was so exited that he did not notice the change in my behavior. He just laid me on the bed spread my legs, got between my thighs, parted them, inserted his cock inside my love hole and started pumping away. He came inside me within a short time. As he laid down by my side, he was very happy and was telling me about his desire to have a baby. He was also telling me about the future plans. I just could not bring myself to tell him that I had been fucking our hosts during his absence. We were there for another 8 more days and during those days me and my hubby had sex regularly. During those days I could not have sex with Martin. While leaving I told our hosts that I would definitely keep in touch with them. After returning we continued our normal lives and me trying to get Martin out of my mind. And lo and behold the next month I missed my periods and I found out that I was pregnant. Whose child is it? Martin's or my hubby's? I don't know nor do I want to know. But I called up Martin and Annie and told them that I was pregnant. Later I decided to tell my hubby about it. After hearing about it he was in a very foul mood and did not even speak to me for the next 7-8 days. But slowly he reconciled to the fact that I had been fucked by someone else and in the process also got knocked-up. But that also became the turning point of our life. Both of us became much liberal towards sex with me giving him his space and he giving me mine. Later on I went on deliver a healthy baby boy. Since then we had always had a very exiting sexual life with both of us sharing each other with other like minded partners. Regards Usha Sexual Awakening My wife Sarah and myself are in our late forties and came to live in Portugal two years ago. We have been married over 20 years, but where sex is concerned she has always been very much a prude. She was a virgin when we got married and had not even touched another man. This recently changed. Sarah is quite attractive with a size 10 figure and gorgeous 32D breasts and gets many admiring looks, which she does not like. We have made a lot of friends since living here; and we were having a drink with Tom and Karen one day and they invited us to a party at their house; however Karen did say to us that usually their parties became a little 'wild' if we knew what she meant. After they went, Sarah said that there was no way she was going to a party like that. After days of persuading she agreed to go but said that if anything rude started she would demand to be taken home. On the evening of the party, Sarah looked gorgeous as ever in a green blouse and white skirt, which was buttoned up the front. There were about a dozen couples at the party and with plenty of booze, food and good music everyone was having a good time. Sarah was talking to a girl called Liz and her husband and another guy and I was with the host's sister Pat on the other side of the room. Suddenly our hosts Tom and Karen turned the music off and said it was about time the action started. Karen grabbed one guy and very quickly removed her dress and was all over him and Tom came and grabbed Liz, the girl my Sarah was talking to and they proceeded to strip each other and fondle each other. This seemed to be the signal for the real party to begin! I fully expected Sarah to come storming over to me and demand to be taken home but she just seemed spellbound with what was just kicking off. The two guys who she had been talking to with Liz then made their move. One of them gave Sarah a big kiss and the other went behind her and kissed her neck and cupped her breasts and tweaked her nipples through her blouse. I then thought Sarah would DEFINITELY push them away and demand to be taken home, but no. She responded by pulling the front guy towards her giving him a really good snog. Seeing the green light, the guy behind unbuttoned her blouse and as Sarah was not wearing a bra really started fondling her bare breasts whilst the guy in front unbuttoned Sarah's skirt, which dropped to the floor and started rubbing her cunt through her knickers. After a short time they took Sarah by the hand and left the lounge and went to one of the bedrooms. They soon stripped themselves and quickly removed what little clothes Sarah had left on. With their hands everywhere they soon had Sarah writhing and then she shouted, "Fuck me for god's sake!" Without hesitation one of the guys started to fuck her but he must have been so worked up, he soon shot his load up Sarah's cunt and the second guy took his place and he had plenty of stamina, so much so Sarah had orgasm after orgasm until he came with a loud grunt. So after all the time only having my prick she had two new one's in an hour. I went to the kitchen for a drink and overheard one of the guys say. "My god that Sarah is a good fuck I hope Tom invites her to all his parties." Sarah reappeared after being in the bathroom to tidy herself up and told me how much she had enjoyed herself and she was not finished yet. After I had had a great time with a rather voluptuous women I went back to the lounge to find Sarah but she was not there. I looked for her and when I opened one of the bedrooms I could not believe my eyes. There was Sarah on her knees being taken doggy fashion by a well endowed very fit guy in his thirties called Darren; he was really banging into her and the harder he banged the more expletives Sarah was using to fuck her harder and harder. Darren seemed to have endless staying power and Sarah was loving every minute but finally with a big groan he shot his load up Sarah's willing cunt. Sarah was totally shagged and totally satisfied. That party has changed our sex lives and instead of getting it once a month, if I was lucky, we are now at it like rabbits and making up for the last 20 years. Tom phoned us a couple of days after the party and said he had heard we had thoroughly enjoyed the party and because of what he had heard about Sarah he said she would be first on his list next time! Sexual Awakening "You've never masturbated?" My cousin, Lisa, shook her head in disbelief. "Oh, honey, you're missing so much." "It's just not something I ever think about." I replied. It was true. I only ever touched myself "down there" when washing. I knew Lisa had sex, she would tell me stories about her encounters with boys (and sometimes girls) that made me blush. But I was a virgin. And I wanted that to change. "Will you show me how you do it?" "You want me to teach to how to cum?" she grinned, coyly twirling her dark brown hair, licking her full, red lips. "Yes...and how to get boys..." I suddenly felt self-conscious. Maybe this wasn't the best idea. My apprehension grew as Lisa pulled out a large box from her closet. "What's in there?" "This box contains pure pleasure, Katie. And today you're going to discover it. But first, I want you to strip." She pulled off her dress, revealing no bra and lacy panties, and a pale, toned body. I took off my dress and unclasped my bra to reveal my own lacy panties, a slim, yet not a firm body as Lisa's, and noticeably smaller boobs. "Mine are so much smaller than yours," I moaned, stroking the side of a tit. "Yours are still sexy. Now pull off my panties." I was put off a bit by her abruptness, but did as I was told. Her pussy was waxed, like mine. I had prepared myself to explore that area, but didn't expect my cousin would see it. She then spread her pussy lips. "See this?" She flicked a small knob. "This is your clit. Rubbing it feels so good. No wait -" I had started to pull down my panties. "Let me." She clenched the top with her teeth and slid the thin material down my legs. I found my clit and stroked it as it got bigger. "Wow," I gasped. "I'm getting wet." "That's good. Now pinch your nipples. That's it." I felt warmth spread across my pussy as I rubbed faster. Tension was building inside, and Lisa noticed. "Now take your other hand a put a finger inside your pussy...that's it, slide it in deep. Move it around. Find that bit getting harder? That's your g-spot. Stroke it." I pushed my body down up and down on my hand, as if my finger was a tiny penis, and added another finger. It was a bit tougher to get in, but it felt great as I got fuller. They made wet noises as I hammered them in. Lisa reached over and twisted my nipples, taking one in her mouth, slowly licking round, and sucking. She then reached behind me and ran her finger down my ass crack and over my anus. "What are you doing?" I gasped as she pushed a finger through my tight sphincter. I squeezed it. "Trust me, it's amazing." She twisted it and put another finger in. They twisted round, stretching my tiny hole, feeling the ridges. For the first time in my life I was rubbing my clit as someone sucked on my tits, and two fingers were up my pussy and ass each. My lower body twitched as my pussy walls tightened round my fingers. Lisa and I were pounding our fingers in as I furiously rubbed my clit. Suddenly my pussy was shaking and I cried out as pleasure rocked my body. "Oh, baby, you're cumming! Cum for me, Katie," moaned Lisa as she bit down on a nipple. Waves of heaven washed over me as my pussy shook uncontrollably round my soaking fingers. I squeezed my legs round our hands as I recovered. Lisa licked our fingers then kissed me, letting me taste myself. "And I have so much more to teach you..." After our parents got home from their dinner, I asked if I could stay at Lisa's. My aunt and uncle agreed, so I changed into one of her flimsy nighties and we lay in her bed, waiting for her parents to go to sleep. Half an hour later, Lisa told me to close my eyes and pick three things out of her box. I dipped my hand in and brought out a piece of rope and two strange objects. One was bullet shaped, and the other was a conical plug. "This is a vibrator," Lisa explained, holding up the bullet, "and this is a butt plug." "That will never fit in my ass!" I cried. "Of course it will, with lube. Now I'm going to pick something for you." She pulled out a ball with two straps attached. "This is a ball gag. Now lie on your stomach with your ass in the air." I did as I was told, and she tied my wrists and ankles to the bed posts. She inserted the ball gag into my mouth. "Now no one can hear you scream," she whispered into my ear, as she stroked my anus. I felt her stiff tongue lick round it, then go in deep, feeling round. After licking up my crack, she poured a cold liquid into my asshole and rubbed it in and around, preparing for the butt plug. The tip pushed against my tight hole, stretching my sphincter wider than ever before. She kept pushing until I cried out in pain. "Don't worry, baby, just relax. It'll feel better soon." She hit the base hard so the rest popped into my stuffed ass. After twisting it around a few times, she switched on the bullet and taped to my clit. I moaned hard into the gag. Lisa spanked me. "Quiet, you want to wake everyone up?" She spanked my ass until it stung. Then she pulled out the plug half way and rammed it back in. She kept doing this until I moaned louder. She shoved the plug back in deep, and pulled the tape off the bullet. I was so close to cumming. "Why did you do that?" I moaned when she removed the ball gag. "Make me cum first, and I'll finish you off," she smirked. "But I don't know how." "Well you better learn, or I'm leaving you tied like this all night." I stuck my tongue out to meet Lisa's glistening pussy. I gently swirled my tongue round her swollen clit. "Good girl, now suck my clit...ahhhh...yes baby...God, yes. Bite it, bite it.....oh, yes! Put your tongue up my cunt, faster...I'll make a good slut out of you, fuck me with your mouth..." She bounced her pussy on my face as her juices coated my lips. I took my tongue out a licked round her asshole as I grazed her clit with my teeth. "Ohhhhh, yes. Katie...keep doing that...fuck, YES!" Her asshole spasmed on my tongue, and her cum poured into my mouth. "Now for your reward." She climbed behind me and taped the bullet back on my clit. She shoved three fingers up my pussy and began pounding my ass hard with the butt plug. She pulled it round, widening my ass, spitting down my crack to keep it wet. "Ohhhhhhhhh, Lisa! I'm going to cum...keep fucking that ass!" "You've got a potty mouth all of a sudden...you can cum when you tell me what a slut you are." "I'm a big slut." She spanked my ass. "Not good enough. Tell me how much you like this." "I'm a dirty slut, and I love having your fingers in my pussy, and a huge butt plug ramming my tight ass. I love being tied up and under your control." "Better. Cum for me, cousin, cum as I fuck you." I shook and cried out as I orgasmed. "Oh, my God, yes! Lisa, you're making me cum! Oh God, ohhhhhhh. Ooh, spank me more!" Lisa laughed as she whacked my ass as I came. When she untied me, she licked my ass clean of lube. "Tomorrow, you're going to meet my friend. Then you'll do whatever we want." "Yes, cousin." I murmured, as we fell asleep. Sexual Awakening I drove to, Arizona on Saturday the 26th of October 1996. On the way I spun a sexual fantasy. During my five-day stay in Scottsdale I wrote a longhand draft. The story is about a couple who have been married for several years. They have no children. The husband is sterile—the result of a childhood disease. Her mother was quite prudish and she had adopted much of her mother's attitudes. She dressed in the manner of her mother, never showing cleavage or wearing dresses above the knee. She does enjoy sex with her husband. She would like to have sex more often but her mother taught her that if she allowed sex too often her husband would become bored and the marriage would be ruined. Then ... (in her words.) A topless club opened not far from one of the restaurants that we frequented. At first I was upset, because my mother had taught me that I should be. Then my husband told me that one of his coworkers and his wife had gone and enjoyed the show. He wanted me to go but I refused. Several days later he told me that a group from work was planning to see the show. At first I was unhappy that he was planning to go with them, then after I found out that several women were going I decided that it would be best if I accompanied him. I had hardly ever seen another woman's bare breasts. I went to a private school that had individual showers. A couple of the girls found opportunities to undress in front of others, but most of us were careful to keep our bodies covered when anyone was around. Even though I enjoyed married sex I did not remove my nightclothes until my husband made his approach and then when we were finished I quickly cleaned up and put them back on. In the days before the excursion I began wondering what it would be like to see these women showing off their breasts. I was quite happy with my breasts; they were a bit too large for B-cup bras and not large enough for a C-cup. I wore a C because my breasts could disappear behind the bra. My breasts were firm enough that they passed the pencil-under-the-breast test (but I never went without a bra except in the shower and to bed.) The night we went to the club was quite an experience for me. My husband and I went to dinner alone; we were to meet the others at the club later. I was unhappy about his wanting to see other women's breasts. It was about ten days since we had last had sex. I was punishing him and myself also. The restaurant was less busy than usual. As a result we arrived at the topless club nearly an hour earlier than we had expected. I tried but could not find a reason to delay so we were ahead of the group from work. We were seated at a table very near the stage where the girls performed. The lights were quite low and I could not see clearly as we were led to our table. After we were seated I saw that the girl on the stage had rather full breasts, not large, but tight. Her skin seemed to be fighting to contain them. Her areolas were a dark brown-red; mine are a pinkish red, no brown. Her nipples were very full and tight, not drawn up and hard like mine get when I splash cold water on them. I could not pull my eyes away. When she danced her breasts bobbed up and down a bit, the way mine do when I walk fast while wearing high heels. I never liked the feeling. The song ended and the first girl left the stage and was replaced by another. This girl wore a filmy outfit that in the stage lights barely concealed her breasts and did not conceal the skimpy underpants that she was wearing. As she danced she removed the flimsy clothes. Her breasts were quite large with tiny areolas that were so light that they were hardly noticeable. Her nipples were nearly nonexistent, I realized that my breasts were much nicer. I was shocked at how nearly naked she was, just a tiny pair of underpants. Then a waitress came up to take our drink order. I was startled to see that it was the girl who had just danced. She too had put on a bit of clothing—but it did little to conceal her body. By now my eyes had adjusted to the dim light and I studied her breasts. She noticed and moved closer and pulled her shoulders back—I felt a rush, at first I thought that I was embarrassed at being caught looking, later I realized that it was a sexual rush caused by her offering me a closer look at her breasts. As she turned away I realized that her buttocks were bare. It took another look before I realized that she was wearing thong underpants. Again I felt the hot rush; I found her bare buttocks to be almost more erotic than her bare breasts. The next time she danced she came to the end of the stage nearest our table and made a point of giving us a good view of her breasts and her buttocks. By the time that she finished I found that I was more aroused sexually than I had ever been before. I insisted that my husband take me home. We did not talk much in the car. Later I learned that he had thought that I was upset. Those days I wore pajamas to bed, but that night I put on a nightgown, one that I had not worn for many years. After the lights were out my husband began fondling my breasts through the thin material—he commented on how full my nipples were—they had not relaxed since OUR girl had served our drinks. I replayed the scene in my mind: I had been watching her breasts as she walked up to us. She brushed her breast against my arm as she reached to set the drinks on our table and I saw her nipples stiffen. After making change she turned so that her nipple again rubbed across my bare arm, her eyes looked up into mine to let me know that it had not been an accident. I flushed and felt vagina get wet. Finally my husband's hand moved down to the hem of my nightgown and urged it up. I had come close to losing control and had been on the verge of asking him to move on from my breasts. Tonight I was thoroughly primed; I just wanted his rigid penis pumping in me. He let out an exclamation when he felt my wetness. In a single plunge he was in me to the hilt. I raised my hips and pressed my pubic bone against his. My clitoris was caught between. I shivered and the motion caused me to have a small orgasm. My husband sensed my arousal and he began pumping into me with more enthusiasm than usual. He moved quite slowly, pausing every few strokes to put pressure on my clitoris. I responded with a stronger orgasm each time. His slowness caused me to think that he was playing back his memories of the breasts that he had seen. This caused me to get more turned on. Eventually I was having one long orgasm that varied in intensity with his movements. When he finally exploded into me I could feel his cum splashing against my cervix deep inside my vagina. I fell into a deep sleep, not even getting up to wash his semen out of my vagina. When I woke on Sunday morning I became aware of my husband's penis trying to finds its way into my vagina. I was lying on my back and he was on his side facing me. My leg was raised against his body. The covers were thrown back and I was nude! I blushed deeply. His hand began caressing my breasts; my nipples were so hard they ached. I didn't know whether they had become erect as I was awakening or if they had stayed hard all night. I shuddered at his touch and the movement allowed his penis to find the way. I groaned as he slid in. I pressed against him; he was surprised at my enthusiasm, with a smile he continued on. He commented at how pretty my bare breasts were and how excited my very hard nipples made him. One hand slipped down to my mound and his fingers found my clitoris; he had rarely touched it before. This time I began having an orgasm immediately. After I quieted a bit, the orgasm had not quit, it was just at a steady plateau, and he moved on top of me and pounded until the bed rattled. When he began cuming I could feel each of the many spurts. We had sex again that evening. We visited the club every once in a while. Our sex life increased tremendously. He could kiss me and rub my nipples and I would be out of my clothes and ready for sex in minutes. My pajamas remained in the drawer for those increasingly rare times when relatives visited. I replaced them with attractive nightgowns. I still would not go around the house nude as my husband wished but I would often consent to leaving the lights on while we had sex and he would examine my body and get terribly turned on. Eventually my husband heard of a club where the dancers stripped completely nude. He asked if I would go with him. I thought why not, the topless dancers were so close to nude that I did not see how it would be much different. After all, the only thing covered was their pubic hair. We went to the new club on a Friday. We both were anticipating the evening so strongly that we did not want to wait until Saturday which was when we had always visited the topless club. We arrived during a lull between the dancers. The girl who took our drink orders was wearing a skimpy bikini; she was covered more than the girls at the topless club were. I began to feel disappointed. I couldn't even get a glimpse of her nipples. Then the music started, a girl in a very short, tight mini-dress walked toward the stage. She took a large step up to the stage; I caught a glimpse of her bare buttock. She bent to pick something up from the floor. Her buttocks were exposed, as was her thong-covered pussy. I was tremendously turned on and her breasts were not even bare! Here she was wearing something that would barely have caught my attention if she was wearing it on the street, but because she was so blatantly letting us look up her skirt it had become very erotic. She put her foot up on the railing that surrounded the stage and let us look at her panty covered pussy. The panties barely bulged. Her pussy seemed so small! She put her foot down and quickly slipped her panties off. She folded them and with her back to us carefully laid them on the floor. Once again we were treated to a view of her bare buttocks. This time her whole bottom was naked. No strip of cloth protected her. My eyes were drawn to the pinkness of her pussy. In a flash she was standing straight again and smoothing her skirt, she glared as though she had caught us peeping. I flushed in embarrassment before I realized that this was an act. She turned her back again and pulled off her dress. As she turned to face us I was shocked to see that her pussy was nearly hairless. I thought that she was very immature. I hardly noticed her bare breasts. At the topless club the girl's breasts were the focus of attention. I would study them in detail, their shape and coloring and get aroused when I saw raised areolas or when nipples began to fill and harden. Here that tiny, bare pussy took my breath away. In another moment she was laying on the stage with her wide spread legs propped on the railing. Her pussy gaped open—I could see some way up the tube of her vagina. My eyes tried to find her clitoris. As though she was reading my mind her hand moved down across her pussy to her buttocks. She pulled her fingers up, letting them dip into the slit of her pussy. As they pulled farther up they straddled her clitoris and pulled the hood back. I saw that it was standing at attention. Slowly she rocked her pelvis first down making her clitoris the center of attention. Then she rocked back so that I could look into her vagina. She raised her pelvis higher and suddenly I realized that I was looking at her anus. It winked at me and I knew that she was showing it to me. The next dancer performed in similar fashion. She was a bit older and while looking at her bare pussy I realized that she had shaved it. After another dancer had performed I whispered to my husband that I was so wet that I was afraid there would be a spot on my skirt when I stood up. We hurried to the car; on the way home he reached under my skirt and verified that my juices were running and overwhelming my panties. At home he helped me out of my skirt and hose and was on me with my blouse and bra still on. He ejaculated almost instantly. We cuddled and talked and I finished removing my clothes. He was fascinated with the way that the bare pussies caused us to not even notice the girls breasts. When I told him how exciting it was to watch the girls touch their bodies and expose their clitorises he began to play with mine. I had an instant orgasm that he was able to keep going for a long time. Our experiences had taught him to give me many orgasms. He could keep me at an orgasmic level for long times, gently increasing the stimulation would cause me to peak and then slow gentle stimulation would have me hanging on the edge. I felt his penis growing hard and I lifted a leg so that it could slide into my vagina. This time his fingers continued to excite me as he pumped for a long time before he ejaculated again. I kept seeing a winking anus as he pumped. I thought that I could make mine wink too as his penis moved in and out, but I couldn't tell him. During the night I awoke, my hand was on my husband's limp penis. I stroked it a little and it began getting hard. When he woke I was straddling his hips and bouncing up and down. I had never been on top before. The next morning when we woke he was hard again. He wanted me to mount him but I was too embarrassed to do it in the light. He wanted to go back again the next weekend, but remembering my mother's advice I insisted that we go only on special occasions. I did agree to go to the topless club however. Even that was more exciting than before. I looked closely at the girl's crotches and realized that several shaved their pussies. I tried hard to see a bit of anus but the thin straps of their thongs kept them from view. Now even on weekends when we did not go to a club we had sex more than once, more likely once a day or even twice. Even a couple of times during the week one or the other of would announce that we were ready, often as soon as we got home from work. Yes, I would occasionally initiate sex! Sometimes an erotic dream would cause us to couple wildly in the middle of the night. My clitoris was being played with regularly and for long periods. On those rare occurrences when my husband was out of town I would have an orgy with my fingers. I would play with myself as soon as I got home; again after I was in bed; and often in the morning I would awake to find my fingers in a very wet pussy. Even sometimes at work a swollen breast, a hard clitoris, or a winking anus would flash through my mind. Soon I would be headed to the restroom to bring myself to an orgasm—those evenings I would be ready for sex as soon as my husband and I got home. My husband wanted me to go naked around the house but I could not, except when he was gone. Then I would take off my clothes and study my nude body in the mirror. I even used a hand mirror to watch the changes in my vagina while I masturbated. I would masturbate in many parts of the house and found that my arousal was different in the living room, in the kitchen, and in the bedroom. He also wanted to shave my pussy but I could not; what if I had to go to the doctor was my excuse. I had already changed the type of lingerie that I wore, however. I now had a variety of skimpy panties, French-cut bikinis and string bikinis along with bras that fit differently. Some of the new bras were pushup styles that made my breasts bulge, and demi-bras that did not completely cover the colored circles of my breasts. All had smaller cups then in the past to make my breasts tight and spill out of the cups. I wore these on the night that we went out together and occasionally during the week when I was going to be alone that night. On those occasions I would slip my hose off as soon as I got in the door and then study my legs and pussy as I worked my skirt up while standing or sitting in front of a mirror. With my skirt and blouse off I would have my first orgasm of the evening while studying myself in a mirror. Now that I was more interested in the lingerie that I wore I began to search out small specialty stores that had more sensuous items than could be found in department stores. I found a small lingerie store that had items that I found especially interesting and I began frequenting it. The owner was a lady somewhat older than I was. She took an interest in the way I liked my lingerie and she usually had something set aside for me when I came in. She would come into the dressing room and help me into the new bras. Instructing me in the proper way to put them on so that I would get my breasts as high and full as possible. As she got to know me she would inspect my breasts carefully as I put on each new bra and proclaim whether or not it was right for me. If not she would take it from me and leave me standing their with my breasts uncovered while she ran out to find me another. More and more often her fingers would brush the sides of my breasts lightly as she worked at fitting me. She would press on the sides or bottoms of my bra-covered breasts while checking the fit. She kept trying to get me to try on thong panties but I could not handle that. One day she brought me a bra that had cups so low that my nipples were exposed, I tried to settle my breasts deeper into the nearly none-existent cups. She clucked and picked up my breasts and settled them on top of the bra. I was electrified, then mortified when my nipples responded by filling until they were bursting. After that she became very brazen about handling my breasts. I always became embarrassed but that did not deter my nipples from swelling. I did not buy that bra the first time, but she showed it to me over and over and finally I was seduced. Those were always nights that my husband and I had sex. In fact if I let him know that I would be home a bit late because of my shopping I would find him nearly hard when I got home. The night that I wore my new half-bra home I took off my jacket before I walked in from the garage. He noticed almost immediately but looked puzzled. He ran his hand over my back and felt the bra straps. With a big smile I took off my blouse, for the first time I walked around the house with my nipples bare. He wanted me in bed, but I decided to break with tradition completely; I took off my hose and skirt and made dinner wearing only my new bra and my skimpiest string bikini panties. We had wonderful sex that night, again during the night and then the next morning. My clothes had been getting subtly more sexy also. More and more customers asked for me by name and even my boss took notice of the higher sales. I was feeling better and better about myself. On another occasion when I stopped at the lingerie shop the owner murmured to me that she had something special. She was waiting on another woman and I had time to get wet before she motioned for me to come into the dressing room. I had my blouse unbuttoned before I got to the doorway. Before she came back in with the lingerie I had my blouse and bra off. She was carrying a tiny bra and panties. She stared at my breasts for a long time. My nipples flushed and I blushed. She helped me put the bra on. I was surprised to find that it had almost no cups, just strings and a bit of a band that fit around the base of my breasts. She reached in and pulled my breasts in such a way that they felt very full, the skin of my breasts was taught. My nipples ached as she turned me to one side and then the other for a complete inspection. I was surprised at how the little straps made my breasts project. Before I recovered she had unbuttoned my skirt and pulled the zipper down. I let her slip the skirt off and I pulled off my hose and panties. She offered me a tiny thong that matched the bra. I pulled it on and was surprised to find that the back strap was thick and rope-like, I had noticed this style at the clubs. Next she handed me a pair of hose, not panty hose but two individual stockings. I sat down to pull on the hose and jumped in surprise, the thick strap of the thong pressed against my anus. She clucked and said that I would get used to the feeling. I pulled on the hose and stood up to look in the mirror. She busied herself at straightening the hose and pulling them even higher on my legs. Now the backs of her hands were brushing my buttocks and even my pussy. I could see her in the mirror as she peered closely at my buttocks. She turned me to face her and looking at my pussy with its straggles of hair peeking from behind the tiny panties she announced that I would have to begin trimming, then she tucked stray wisps behind the material. My pussy tingled at her touch, when I shivered she grinned and patted my bare buttock. Sexual Awakening I blushed fiercely—the redness extended down my chest. She smiled and collected my old lingerie. As she was about to leave she suddenly cupped the underside of one breasts with her hand and then quickly pinched and rolled first one nipple and then the other. I put on my blouse and looked at how red my nipples were under the sheer material. Before putting on my skirt I pulled the tiny panties to the side and gave myself a quick orgasm. When I got home my husband immediately knew that something was different. At first he thought that something had frightened me. Then suddenly he became aware of my hard nipples poking holes through my blouse, looking closer he realized that he could actually see them. He was looking puzzled until I opened my blouse so he could see what I was wearing. For the first time (that he was aware of) I removed my blouse and skirt in the entry hall. His jaw dropped as I paraded into the living room and back. He was dumbfounded when he saw my bare buttocks. He knew about the shop were I bought my lingerie and knew it excited me to have the proprietor see my bare breasts. After dinner when we were back in bed for our second fucking of the evening I told him how she had insisted that I wear the bra and thong home and then had touched my breast and squeezed my nipples. My description caused him to have an instant ejaculation. At his urging I got up and dressed in my new lingerie and walked through the house while he watched. Every time I came close to him he caressed some part of my body. He gave me a long orgasm in the living room. We were soon back in the bedroom and this time I removed only the thong and then rode him with the lights on. During the night when his hard penis was searching for my vagina I mounted him again and in the morning I awoke when he began pounding into my pussy. This became my lingerie on the nights that we went to clubs. The next time my husband was out of town I trimmed my pussy hair and went to the lingerie shop to get a surprise for him. The proprietress of the lingerie shop had another daring set of lingerie for me. Without thinking I slipped off my clothes and removed my bra and panties. She clucked her approval at the sight of my new hairdo and snatched back the panties that she had handed me and scurried out to return with another pair that was absolutely sheer. When I put them on she sat down on the stool and studied my pussy closely. She pulled the panties down and studied my bare pussy. "Wait" she commanded and left. Moments latter she was back with a pan of water and a razor. Without speaking she pressed a warm cloth against my pussy. Her fingers pressed it tight. She urged my legs apart and pushed them even farther apart as she began shaving the edges of my pubes. In minutes I looked like one of the dancers, my lips were bare and the rest of my pussy hair was neatly groomed. She dried me carefully and helped me back into the sheer panties. Again she studied me closely and urged me to look at myself in the mirror. I drove home with a hand between my legs. When my husband arrived home the next evening I greeted him wearing only my panties and thigh-high hose. He was fascinated with my new hairdo. In moments he had me on the bed and was running his hands over my pussy. He caused me to have an orgasm by running his fingers over my panty-covered clitoris. Soon he removed my panties and began running his hands over my smooth lips. He was completely fascinated, commenting over and over again at how soft my lips were. I lay back and enjoyed his attention. Suddenly I felt his hot breath on my newly bare skin. Then his tongue touched me. Almost automatically my legs spread and gave him full access. His tongue ran up my inner lips and over the tip of my clitoris. I jumped as though an electric shock had gone through my body. He thought that I had been offended. Quickly I reassured him and spread my legs again. Carefully he slid his tongue up my pussy again. I twitched, purred and told him how good it felt. Quickly a heat built up. That was the strongest orgasm of my life. My collection of wispy bras, thongs, sheer panties and crotchless and thigh-high hose grew. I was no longer coy when I went to my favorite lingerie shop. Now I begin opening my blouse as I headed toward the dressing room, if others are present to see my bra covered breasts I pause and let them get a good look. Once inside I strip out of my clothes and wait for her to bring in the items that she has selected for me. I do not close the curtain even if another woman is present. If I have to wait for a few minutes I reach down and tug on my clitoris, then moments before she bursts into the fitting room I pinch it cruelly. Each beat of my heart causes it to throb. She is very open about touching my body although, except for occasionally tweaking my nipples, she has never tried to masturbate me. I began to toy with a plan; some day soon I will start an orgasm just as she walks in. I will not quit playing with myself, instead when I can catch my breath I will ask her to help me to reach another. Next I bought a mini skirt and some low-cut blouses that were also quite sheer. I wore this outfit to the topless club. A couple of the dancers whom we had gotten to know commented on my new look and even asked if I was thinking of working with them. At first I wore these new clothes only to the clubs. Once I became used to the feeling all of my clothing began to show bits of my body. I was pleasantly surprised at how much I liked the attention that this caused. One day my husband came home very sexually aroused. He had heard of a club where people who exchanged partners went to meet like-minded couples. I had never had sex with anyone but my husband and that had not been until we were married. I could not image going to such a place. But the thought of watching others having sex did excite me. I asked if one could go and just watch. A few days later he heard more about the club. One only went there to meet others and make private arrangements. It seemed not to be the place for us. Then he came home quite excited again. He had heard that on occasion the owner would approach a woman and, if she agreed, he would strip her and have sex with her while everyone watched. Once again we were fucking three times a day. I wanted to go in hopes of seeing a woman get fucked in public but still I was hesitant. Then he came home with another story. The rumor was that one of the men in shipping had taken his wife. I had seen her at a company party and remembered that she wore the shortest and lowest-cut dress of any of the women. Apparently the owner of the club asked her to be the guest of honor and in answer she had pulled off her blouse. He had stripped while she finished undressing and then they hugged and kissed right there in front of everyone. His assistants wheeled out doctors' examining table and she lay down on it and put her feet into the stirrups. He played with her pussy until she had an orgasm. She screamed loud enough that everyone in the room heard her. Then standing at the foot of the table he fucked her while her husband and everyone else watched. When my husband began the story I had quietly slipped out of my clothes and then I helped him to remove his. He finished the story while lying beside me and slowly fucking me. Her husband was so proud that she had been chosen that he went around the plant telling many people about it, including my husband. Several of the single men had been invited to their house for a reenactment, it was clear that they would each fuck her while the others watched. He pulled on my clitoris and gave me a strong orgasm as he whispered that he would be equally proud if I were chosen. After this I began waking up in the night and masturbating while my husband slept beside me. I couldn't let him see me but I was so turned on that our fucking was not enough to satisfy me. We had some commitments so it was several weeks before we were able to go to this new club. I wore my shortest mini skirt and a sheer wrap blouse that exposed most of my bare breasts. Under the skirt I wore a sheer thong and thigh-high hose. When the night finally arrived I would not let my husband fuck me before we left the house; I was enjoying the sexual tension. The club was located in the back room of a very popular bar. We had to squeeze through a throng to get to it. It seemed that mirrors were everywhere. I blushed when I saw how my bare breasts showed through my blouse. Inside the room I was overdressed compared to many of the women. They must have worn coats to get from their cars. We were there about an hour when those near us murmured that the owner had appeared. With a start I realized that I recognized him. He had visited my office and negotiated the purchase of supplies several months ago. I had not dealt with him but we had been introduced. He remembered me also and came over. I introduced him to my husband and the two of them chatted for a bit. Then the club owner turned to me and grinned broadly. He studied my breasts and legs and commented that I looked much better than in the office. I shivered because I found him tremendously handsome, both here in the club and earlier when he had visited the office. He hugged me and before I realized what was happening he was kissing me. The kiss lasted a long time and then I felt his hand on my breast. When I recovered he announced to my husband and me that I would be his partner that night. I began to protest but only half-heartedly. My husband was grinning from ear-to-ear and urging me on. I accepted the offer. By now my wrap blouse was untied—it must have been my husband who did that—and opened so that everyone in the room could see my nipples and breasts. By the time I said yes my husband was undoing my skirt. The club owner whistled when he saw my sheer panties and stockings. While I was dressed only in hose and a sheer thong he took my arm and led me through the throng, stopping now and then to introduce me to some one or just to twirl me around in front of appreciative eyes. He encouraged others to handle my breasts and to fondle my buttocks and pussy. After being presented to many of the people in the room I found that I was standing in front of the examining table. I was helped onto a small platform that was next to the table and up two steps from the floor. Now I was visible to everyone in the room. On the table was a tray of what I thought were long earrings. The club owner selected a pair and hooked them over my hard nipples. A mirror was put in my hand so that I could see the effect. His hand bounced my breasts and caused the ornaments to sway. The weight of the bobbing jewels tugged at my nipples. As I studied my breasts in the mirror hands reached out and tugged on the ornaments and fondled my breasts—my nipples nearly exploded. I was instructed to remove my thong. I tried urging it down my legs but he insisted that I bend way over as I slowly pulled it down my legs. My anus pulsed as I felt dozens of eyes caressing it. With his permission I lay back on the table. My legs were placed on the stirrups and before I knew what was happening a hot cloth was placed on my pussy. A man in a barber's outfit came out with a mug of shaving cream and a brush. He lathered my pussy and even danced the bristles of the brush over my anus. He unsheathed a wicked looking straight razor and stropped it on a long leather strop. The club owner instructed him as to what kind of a tuft to leave and he went to work. In a few minutes I was bare except for a tiny patch of hair way at the top of my pubic area. The barber carefully washed the soap away and dried me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the club owner selecting a larger bauble from the tray. Suddenly I felt something cold on my clitoris where he had hung an ornament matching those on my nipples. I was helped up from the table and once more paraded on the small platform for everyone to see. As I took a step I could feel the bauble bounce against my inner thighs and tug on my clitoris. I was again given the mirror and positioned it to look at my bare pussy. My hard clitoris was stretched from under its hood by the weight of the pretty ornament and very visible. Hands reached out and touched my new smoothness and jiggled my jewelry. Electric shocks went through my clitoris and nipples. The barber announced that he had a chair at the side of the room and that after the show he would shave anyone for $20. By now I was back on the table with my feet again in the stirrups, my bare pussy was gaping open and people pressed close to look and to run their hands up my legs, over my pussy and over my breasts. The club owner pulled up a stool and sat down between my legs. He removed the ornament from my clitoris. His fingers pulled back the hood of my clitoris making my clitoris taught and exposed. His other hand teased it until my hips began to raise. Then I felt his warm breath on my pussy. A moment later his tongue was licking along my slit and over my clitoris. I squealed, while my husband had been giving me oral sex the sensation of a tongue on my clitoris while I was exposed like this was startling. He sucked my clitoris between his teeth. Holding it gently he fluttered his tongue over it. I screamed, the sensation was breath taking. In moments I was having an orgasm. When my clitoris became so sensitive that I could not stand anymore touching, his tongue moved down my pussy and explored there, then back to my clitoris. I think I swooned, the sensations were so strong that I lost track of my surroundings. Eventually I felt his mouth move away and he stood up. He pressed through the throng beside me and moved toward my face. I was amazed at how hard his penis was. He kissed me on the mouth and I tasted my pussy juices for the first time. I liked it! Then he was pressing his penis against my lips, I didn't know what to do but I let him put it in. He pumped it back and forth until I began to gag. He laughed and announced that this was a first for me also. He moved back between my legs. I was surprised at how hot his penis felt when it rubbed over my pussy. He placed the tip at the entrance to my vagina and slowly pressed it in. Again I groaned at the sensation, a penis that I had just met was plunging into my pussy while dozens watched. He pumped slowly, long strokes that brought him all of the way out and then back in to the maximum. Hands were caressing my breasts and tweaking my nipples. More than one set because the motions were at different cadences. Soon fingers were working on my clitoris. I looked up and saw that a very pretty woman was giving me an orgasm. He continued fucking slowly while I went from one orgasm to another. Eventually he announced that he was going to cum. The hands moved away from my body and I was able to concentrate on the sensations of his penis moving inside me and of his heavy balls slapping against my buttocks. Suddenly he pushed in hard and stiffened. I could feel a spurt of very hot semen splashed deep inside of me. He pulled back slightly and pressed in again and I could feel another spurt of cum. I lost count. After a pause he stroked quickly again for several minutes and then announced that he was finished. A line of women formed quickly. He stood at my side and fondled my breasts while woman after woman licked his penis clean. I was surprised when it did not soften. Suddenly I felt a tongue probing deep into my vagina. I looked and saw a woman cleaning his cum from me. Women kept taking turns sucking his cum from my pussy. Others stroked my clitoris until I had an orgasm. Apparently the orgasms caused his semen to be forced out of my vagina because more sucking followed each spasm. When we were both clean he moved back between my legs and pounded me mercilessly. My orgasms were so strong that I shrieked. He pounded for a long time and then suddenly I felt his ejaculation hitting my cervix again. This time his penis was wilted when he withdrew. Again we were both cleaned, my orgasms ran together as tongue after tongue licked my clitoris, and then the bauble was again hung from my tender clitoris. I was helped up. My knees were weak when I stood up. With each step the bauble bounced between my legs and made me aware of my tender pussy. After a turn around the room I was helped back into my skirt and blouse. Suddenly I was standing in front of my husband and I became scared—would he accept me after I had been so wanton. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me strongly. Then suddenly his tongue was probing my mouth—he had never French kissed me before. I reached down and felt his hard penis through his pants—I breathed a sigh of relief as I realized everything was all right. His hand moved up to my breast and tugged on the ornament that was attached to my nipple. We held hands and headed toward the door. We passed a mirror and I could see the glittering baubles hanging from my nipples. As we pushed through the door the lights seemed to come up and the crowd let out a cheer. (On later visits I learned that the lights indicated that a new initiate was leaving.) Soon people were pressing close to look at my decorated nipples—instead of being intimidated I proudly threw my shoulders back and let them look. But many were looking at the floor! I looked down and saw my bare pussy with its ornament. The floor was mirrored and small lights that pointed up lit my legs and pussy. My pussy and clitoris were visible to those who were close by. I spread my legs as wide as I could and studied the view myself. As I stepped forward I could see and feel the bauble twist and pull on my clitoris. I stopped and spread my legs, for several minutes I let the appreciative audience look me over. Then taking my husband's arm I patted his bulging penis with my other hand and announced that we had business to take care of. In the car I pulled my skirt up to my waist and sat back against the door so my husband had a good view of my pussy as he got into the car. For the first time I rode home with my blouse off and my pussy exposed. In fact I played with my clitoris and my husband stared so hard that we would sit at lights until cars behind honked. I have kept my pussy shaved—we go back to the club every now and then and I always get a public shaving while we are there. It is such a nice rush to lift my skirt as I sit back in the barber's chair. My pussy is always pantyless so I am completely exposed. I am wet from the excitement of the place and when I spread my legs my inner pussy lips open. Both men and women come up and look over my most private parts. Often after the shaving I will finger my clitoris and have an orgasm while I am sitting in the barber's chair. I have such strong orgasms when I am watched like this. In between these public shavings I go to the lingerie shop, usually twice a week. I go into the back room and remove my clothes. I sit in a big easy chair and when she comes in I am masturbating. She knows what I want and proceeds to shave me. After she is finished with the shaving she pulls on my clitoris until I have an orgasm. Neither of us speaks. Often another customer interrupts us. It is very pleasurable to sit there and play with my clitoris until she can come back. Occasionally when we are not interrupted she is finished with me before I am satisfied. On these occasions I remain in the chair with my legs spread. When she sees that I am not finished she sits back down and rubs and tugs on my clitoris until I have a long series of orgasms. I have become quite the exhibitionist. I have clothes that I wear to work and that allow me give a customer anything from discrete peeks to absolutely brazen views of my breasts. I have clothing that is designed to show my body with no chance of keeping my nipples or pussy covered. Sexual Awakening Wrap blouses are ideal for looking decorous and then with a slight shrug of the shoulders I can expose a breast. I have bras that covers my nipples but with quick fold the cups become half cups that leave my nipples poking against a sheer blouse. Large armholes can look discrete until I raise an arm just so, then my bare breast is visible to the person standing beside me. That is so exciting to see a man or a woman do a double take when they realize that they have an unobscured view of my breast and nipple. Flowing skirts of sheer material become transparent in the right light. I have a skirt that looks like a short mini from the side, then from the front (or back depending on what part of my body I want to expose) it is little more than a waist band. I have blouses that have long sleeves and completely covered in back but with the front open from my shoulders to my waist. Recently I had lunch with an old acquaintance. She remarked at how good I looked. She said that I looked so happy with myself. If only she knew! It has been some time since I told about my sexual awakening. Since then much has happened. I will go back a ways and tell about my life today: One night when we were at the nude club a couple walked up to us. It was Gloria and Ted, the fellow from shipping at my husband's work and his wife. She was the woman who had been publicly fucked at the Rondevoux (the club where I was also exhibited and fucked in public for the first time). We talked for a time and when we went to the restroom Gloria asked if we would be interested in having sex with them. I thought about all of the men who had been invited to their house to fuck her and told her that we had never done anything like that before. However, I suggested, we would greatly enjoy watching she and Ted fuck and that we might also fuck while they watched. When I was again sitting beside my husband I whispered the invitation to him. He was agreeable and so before long we were following Gloria and Ted to their house. Inside we chatted for a short time before Gloria began to unbutton her blouse. She was not wearing a bra and she did not need to because her breasts were so small. Her nipples were very broad and hard. I exclaimed at how excited they looked and she came over and knelt in front of my husband and I. I reached out and squeezed her nipple and she shuddered. My husband tugged on her other nipple and she squealed. After a number of minutes she appeared as though she was having an orgasm. When she quieted she confirmed my observation and told us that she had had a small orgasm. Still kneeling she removed her short skirt. She was not wearing panties and her pussy was shaved clean. She moved her knees apart and with one hand stretched her upper pussy lips apart and pulled the hood of her clitoris back. Her taut clitoris was exposed. She dipped her other hand into her wet slit and began to pull and twist her clitoris. In moments she was wracked with a strong orgasm. When we looked up her husband was nude and sporting a rigid erection. My top was off and my skirt was pulled up to my waist. While she recovered I finished taking off my blouse and stood up and walked around the room in my nearly non-existent bra and panties. By now my husband was also nude. Gloria slowly got up and invited us into the bedroom. When we got to the door she was lying on her back with her legs spread and her husband was beginning to penetrate her. My husband and I got on the bed beside them and took our first close-up look at others having sex. We lay spoon fashion with my husband's penis in my pussy. We did not fuck, just enjoyed the hot wet sensations while we watched them fuck. After Ted ejaculated he slid off and to the side of Gloria. She stayed on her back with her legs spread. Her tunnel remained open and we could look deep inside of her vagina. We watched as Ted's cum began to ooze out. Tentatively I put my hand on Gloria's pussy and begin to rub over her clitoris. She moaned and I got braver and begin to pinch, twist and tug on it. Now I pulled the hood back and using Ted's cum for lubrication began stroking the length of her clitoris. Her orgasm began and I stopped. "No, no" Gloria gasped. "Keep on, please!" I started stroking it again and her orgasm continued. This went on for several minutes and then I felt fingers on my clitoris. Looking down I saw that Gloria had recovered enough to be able to repay me. What a sensation, my husband was slowly fucking into my pussy and another set of fingers was teasing my clitoris with another rhythm. I began to orgasm, instead of stopping Gloria increased the pressure and speed. For a moment the sensation was nearly painful but then a new kind of orgasm began. It went on and on. At first it was centered on my clitoris but then it involved the depths of my vagina. My husband's penis became a hot probe that caused waves of sensation as it pulled back and then plunged in and bumped against my cervix. After I had settled down from the longest orgasm of my life Gloria got on her knees and Ted moved behind her. First he fucked her doggy style while she played with her clitoris. Then when she indicated that she was ready he pulled back from her pussy and pressed the head of his penis against her anus. She twisted her buttocks and suddenly his penis slipped inside. Slowly she pushed back until he was completely inside of her. Then he began pumping strongly and after several minutes she let out a scream and began having another orgasm. My husband and I watched in fascination. We had never tried anal sex, I don't know that I had ever really heard of it before. When they were finished my husband was as hard as if he had not had sex for a week. I pushed him onto his back and in broad daylight and with another couple watching I mounted him and fucked wildly. Gloria and her husband fondled my breasts and I tugged and squeezed one of her nipples. My husband rubbed my clitoris as we fucked and before long I let out a scream to rival Gloria's. We continued like this for several minutes before my husband's hot cum splashed against my cervix. I had another orgasm and collapsed into his arms. When we awoke we found that Gloria had prepared coffee and sandwiches. The four of us sat in the livingroom. In the nude we ate and talked about sexual things. This was so arousing, but in such a different way from anything that I had ever encountered before. Both men became hard when Gloria talked about the time that the group of men from shipping had fucked her. Gloria got on her knees in front of her husband and began to suck his penis. She backed up toward us and I reached down and played with her pussy. My husband rubbed her ass and then began to fuck her anus with his finger. After several minutes her husband began ramming his penis into her mouth and then he became rigid and let out a loud moan. Gloria continued to suck until his penis softened. She turned toward us and let a little of his semen appear between her lips before she swallowed and sighed. When I moved my fingers from her pussy she moved her bottom closer and asked us to continue. I fucked my fingers in and out of her pussy and tugged on her clitoris with my other hand. My husband had two fingers in her anus and he was fucking her even faster than I was. Gloria began a low groaning that increased to a wail. She kept her bottom pressed against us so we continued until she quieted and slumped to the floor. I looked at my husband's hard penis and began sucking him. Hands were all over my bottom. My clitoris was being tweaked and tugged and fingers were pushing in and out of my excited pussy. I felt a wet tongue on my anus. For a moment I pulled away but then I pushed back. Bold fingers began to rub around the rim of my anus and I felt myself relaxing. Very gently the fingers nudged at the center of my anus. I concentrated on relaxing and soon I could feel that I was being entered. What an electric sensation that produced. Then my husband groaned and ejaculated into my mouth. I started to pull back but again I got control of myself and swallowed and sucked. He squirmed and tried to pull back but I kept on sucking him until finally his penis softened. I had not cum and was getting extremely turned on. I slowly rolled onto my back and lifted my legs until my knees were against my shoulders. The two sets of hands moved back to my pussy and anus. I was fucked like never before and my orgasm seemed to go on forever. The hands were rubbing me gently, helping to bring me down gently. My husband moved to my side and gently nursed on my breasts. I glowed happily. After this my husband and I talked about birth control. We had never discussed this before since his sterility had caused it not to be an issue. Now, however, we agreed that I would one day have sex with a man who could get me pregnant. As a result I decide to have a tubal ligation and that way there would never be an accident. After I began coming into the lingerie shop wearing more revealing clothing Claudia, that is the name of the owner, surprised me one hot summer day with a pair of shorts and a halter. I tried them on and while the outfit was brief I did not see that it was all that revealing. Then she had me walk back and forth in front of the mirror. She had a fan going and when I walked past it the shorts slithered around my body showing the texture of my skin. The air current caught the edge of the side seam flipped it open revealing much of my buttock. When I turned to look I realized that the halter-top was designed in such a way as to expose my breast and nipple from the side when my arm was positioned just right. I wore this to the nude club on Saturday night. By now we knew several of the girls quite well. One of our favorites came over and looked me over. "So those are really your breasts," she said as she slipped a hand in the side of my halter and squeezed my breast. My pussy gushed at the feeling of her hand. Later when I went to the restroom two of the girls followed me. My being so brazen intrigued them and they told me that they felt that I was "one of them." Then one asked if she could talk to me away from work and we arranged a meeting at a coffee shop on her next day off of work. When we got together she told me that she and others that she worked with were making good money but that it was slipping through their fingers. Did I know of someone who could manage her money she asked? Then she asked if I would represent her when it came time to renew her contract. In short I now manage a dozen girls and keep adding more. I have found a dance instructor to help them to be more graceful on the stage. Claudia supplies them with their costumes and has hired a beautician to do their hair, both the hair on their heads and on their pussies. Several of the girls have their nipples pierced one even has her clitoris pierced. When they are on stage they wear heavy ornaments that tug on their nipples and keep them permanently hard. For a time I wore my clip-on ornaments but they kept getting dislodged so finally I had by nipples pierced also. It takes a long time for the piercings to heal completely but the end result is so nice. When I wear tops that allow glimpses of my decorations complete strangers come up and comment. I almost always open a few more buttons and invite them to look more closely. My breasts swell and my nipples get as hard as diamonds at these times. My husband and I often entertain the girls at our home and on a few occasions when a girl is between lovers and frustrated we have invited her into our bed. I am tremendously aroused when I watch my husband fuck another woman. I get in on the fun also. I suck their nipples and nibble on their clitorises. The girl with the pierced clitoris was one of our guests. She says that just walking down the street can give her an orgasm and indeed when I gently manipulating the ring she was wearing she began moaning and showing signs of an orgasm. I get this way when I wear my clip-on clit ornament. I am still scared to get my clitoris pierced but I have had my inner lip pierced and now I have a short chain connected from my clit ornament to the ring in this piercing. That piercing healed in just about a week. Now I never loose my clit ornament. I have quit my sales job and am managing showgirls full time now. They make so much more money with my training and guidance that they are more then happy to pay me a healthy fee. And with the financial advisors that I have put them in touch with their net worth has grown tremendously. I was at Claudia's shop recently to have my pubes cleaned and styled. Claudia still attends to me personally (and to a few others I learned). She now uses a depilatory rather than a razor. I like the results better, I stay hairless longer and when the hair begins to grow back it is smooth and not stubbly. A side benefit is that the process takes longer and affords Claudia with more opportunities to touch my excited pussy. Claudia had just slathered my pussy with the cream and we had to wait for the chemicals to do their job when the door chime sounded. She went out to wait on the other customer and I lay back and teased my excited nipples. Today I had a chain connecting the studs that I was wearing in my nipples. I could pull on the chain and excite my nipples and send electric shocks to my clitoris. It felt so nice to be liberated and able to lay here nude and splayed out. I was enjoying my sexuality when Claudia popped her head in to check on me. Completely unembarrassed I continued tugging on the chain lifting my breasts and stretching my nipples. She told me that the woman who had come in was a kindred spirit and that when I was finished she wanted to introduce us. Don't wait I said, bring her in now. This is as good a time as any to meet a new friend, I decided and I told Claudia so. My fingers were still stimulating my nipples when Claudia came back in with Stacy. Stacy was wearing a very short mini-skirt and a cropped T-shirt that clung to her braless breasts, showing off every curve and bit of texture of her areolas. She and I acted as though we were being introduced at a tea. Neither was flustered or embarrassed. We chatted while Claudia washed away the cream and loose hair from my pussy. My pierced nipples intrigued Stacy and she began to inspect them. She picked up the chain and watched my reaction as she gently pulled it back and forth. Claudia anointed my bare pussy with a soothing oil. Both women bent close and inspected the results. I lay back and let my mind drift off to erotic fantasyland while Claudia patted my pussy dry and then stroked my clitoris. As my excitement built I suddenly became embarrassed. I was about to have an orgasm while a stranger watched. Involuntarily my legs moved together. Claudia understood and held my pussy in a comforting way. Stacy chuckled and played with my breasts. She commented on how red I had gotten. After I few seconds I got over the feeling and opened my legs again. Claudia resumed her ministrations and in a short time I had a very strong orgasm. When I finally came back to this world I found that Stacy had removed her clothing and was closely inspecting my pussy. Claudia was showing her the piercing and the tiny stud that I was wearing. I reached into my purse and handed my clit ornament to Claudia. She hooked it over my clit and snapped the chain onto the stud. I stood up and moved close to Stacy so she could see the effect. Without hesitation she reached out and spread my pussy so she could see my clitoris. She expressed astonishment at how the ornament stretched my clitoris out from under its hood. She leaned forward and licked the head of my clitoris, and then she swung the ornament and even tugged on it while she continued licking. Leaving me on the edge of an orgasm Stacy took my place in the chair. I remained nude while Claudia made an artwork from her long, light pussy hair. Claudia removed the hair from Stacy's pussy lips as she had done mine, but she did not shorten the hair above Stacy's pussy. Instead she applied a solution to it and rolled it on tiny curlers. All three of us chattered like old friends the whole time. Stacy was still fascinated by my piercings and from time to time she would reach out and tug on my chain or jiggle the bauble that hung from my clitoris. I in turn was fascinated by the way her areolas bulged while her nipples were nearly nonexistent. I fondled her breasts and told her how intriguing they were. Finally the treatment was finished and Claudia removed the rollers and brushed out Stacy's patch of pussy hair. Claudia massaged Stacy's clitoris and I played with Stacy's breasts. I even nursed on them as she had her orgasm. By the time we were ready to leave Stacy and I had agreed to have dinner and meet our spouses. Claudia took the opportunity to suggest that we each stop in for special dresses for the occasion. A couple of days later I came by to see what she had in mind for me. First she fitted me with a very pretty garter belt, one that had a single garter along the outer side of each leg. Then she brought out a pair of sheer patterned hose that reached high up my thighs. With nothing else on she helped me into a dress. The skirt was short and the neckline Veed down deeply. She had me twirl around and I saw that the skirt was made of individual panels that over-lapped. When they lifted my pussy and buttocks were visible. Then she turned me to the side. The armholes went to my hips and if I leaned forward my breasts were exposed. I loved the dress. She made some marks and inserted pins and told me that she would make the alterations and have it ready the day of our dinner date. When I came in to pick up my dress I was already wearing the garter belt and hose. I was in the dressing room nude when Claudia brought the dress in. I slipped it on and walked out to look at myself in the mirror. I twirled around and watched my pussy and buttocks flash. I tried moving my arms in different ways and watched my breasts swing in and out of view. Claudia called me back in the dressing room and had me take the top of the dress down. She had a length of bright ribbon that she looped around the back of my neck. She tied one end tightly around one nipple and then she pulled up the slack to that my breast was raised and tied the other end around the other nipple. She adjusted the ribbon so that each breast was raised nearly an inch. I put the dress back on. When I walked out to the mirror my nipples were jolted each time a heel came down on the floor. Now I saw that she had adjusted the top of the dress for my breasts to be in this position. When I leaned forward the ribbon was visible along with my full tight nipples. Back in the dressing room Claudia had me undo and retie the ribbon several times until I could get it right. Back at home I dressed early for our dinner. My husband watched as I put on the new garter belt and hose. I stepped into my high-heeled shoes and walked back and forth. He fondled my smooth pussy and was ready to fuck. I let him wait and brought out the ribbon. He was fascinated as I tied it first to one nipple and then the other. He couldn't get over the way my breasts moved with the ends held up in this way. We walked into the living room where I could watch myself in the large mirror as I walked back and forth. He was on the bed by the time I got into the bedroom. I mounted his hard penis and rode up and down on it. The ribbon tugged cruelly at my nipples as my breasts bounced. I was turned on more and differently than ever before. We cleaned up and dressed once again to go out. In the car I was still tremendously aroused. Stacy and Bob were at the restaurant ahead of us. I immediately took a liking to Bob and decided that if they were willing he would be the next man to fuck me. Stacy was wearing a micro-mini skirt that was slit on one side up to the waistband. She was not wearing stockings or underpants. When she sat the opening provided a view of her bare belly. On top she was wearing a thin clingy blouse that emphasized her breasts and also made it clear that she was braless. Sexual Awakening The four of us got along fabulously and without discussing what was going to happen next we simply followed them to their house. Once through the front door I walked into Bob's arms and begin to kiss him as he reached through the sides of my dress and fondled my breasts. When I finally pulled back to catch my breath I saw that Stacy and my husband were both nude. It took a moment for me to realize that his penis was inside of her pussy while they stood there embracing and kissing. When I turned back to Bob I found that he too had slipped out of his clothes. I was intrigued by the look of his penis. It was not as long as my husband's but considerably thicker and it was a rather different color. The head especially intrigued me, it was very bulbous and red. I knelt in front of him and for almost the first time I was sucking on a penis. It was the first time that I really got into having a penis in my mouth. After I had sucked and played with this new toy Bob helped me to my feet and lifted my dress over my head. He played with my breasts, bouncing them up and down and watching how the ribbon stopped the downward movement as they fell. Then he knelt in front of me and made love to my pussy with his mouth. I could not help myself and had and orgasm almost as soon as his tongue touched my clitoris. He slowed his attentions but did not stop. I continued to have my orgasm. He would work my clitoris more strongly and my orgasm would increase, then he would lighten his touch and my orgasm would become less intense. He kept my orgasm going for a very long time. He let my orgasm subside slowly and then led me into the guest bedroom and began to fuck me in all sorts of intriguing ways. He put me in positions that I had never even imagined and pressed into my pussy. He stretched me like I had never been stretched before. Just the sensation of being filled so thoroughly would cause me to erupt into one orgasm after another. The tight ribbon enhanced the sensations when he pulled on my nipples and added to the experience when he pounded his penis into my pussy. We must have fallen asleep. I became aware of my surroundings when a soft gentle tongue exploring my pussy aroused me. I opened my eyes to find Stacy licking my pussy and clitoris. My grinning husband was kneeling behind her and slowly fucking her. Stacy moved and began licking her husband's penis. In moments it began to grow and as he started to awaken I swung my leg over his hips and she guided it into my pussy. The four of us slowly and gently fucked and fondled each other's bodies. When I leaned forward to kiss Bob Stacy licked our joined sexes and then she licked my anus. More orgasms followed and we slept and fucked until morning. We had breakfast in the nude and kept interrupting our eating to stroke, kiss and fondle each other. Stacy asked if I had my nipple rings and chain along. She wanted her husband to see how I looked so I put them on along with my clit ornament. She played with my breasts and that gave me an excuse to fondle hers. My husband expressed his fascination with her bulging areolas and spent quite a bit of time nursing on her. Afterward we moved back into the bedroom and indulged in all sorts of sex play. Finally late in the afternoon my husband and I reluctantly got ready to go home. My dress that had been so exciting the night before did not seem appropriate for the afternoon so Stacy loaned me a cropped T-shirt and a pair of shorts to wear home. My chain and nipple rings showed rather clearly through the T-shirt. Stacy and Bob were making plans to have her nipples pierced by the time we left. We were still so giddy and turned on that my husband and I stopped at a crowded restaurant on the way home so that I could show off my sexy body some more. We get together with Stacy and Bob every few weeks. We don't always spend the night but we do at least fondle each other and get very turned on. Stacy and I go shopping together and delight in trying on sexy outfits. We were at Claudia's shop recently. Claudia now carries a line of erotic toys. As usual Stacy and I were out of our clothes as soon as we were in Claudia's private room. First Claudia brought out an intriguing gadget. It was a strap-on vibrator meant to be worn under clothing. She fastened the straps around my hips and between my legs. The gadget was not really that nice looking but I caught my breath when she turned it on. The vibration was not strong enough to cause an orgasm but it surely did get my attention. While I waited she fitted Stacy whose reaction was similar. We continued to wear the little toys while we tried on erotic clothing. Under skirts that were not tight you could tell that we were wearing the toys but only if you knew what to look for. While the sensation was not all that strong still after nearly an hour Stacy and I agreed that we were much more turned on then usual. These toys became our newest purchase. There was no question about whether Claudia should wrap them. We wore them! We went to a shop for lunch and laughed like giddy schoolgirls the whole time. Stacy's areolas bulged more than usual and even her tiny nipples became hard enough to make their presence noticeable. My nipples were so hard and tender that I winced when they were rubbed. Neither of us had had an orgasm from the vibrations but we were so horny that it was going to be difficult to wait until evening to cum. By the time we finished our lunch the vibrations began to weaken so we bought several more batteries and stopped in a restroom to make the change. I was trying to get the cover back on my battery pack when suddenly Stacy's fingers tugged on my clitoris. There was a blinding flash and an orgasm rattled through my genitals. Stacy quickly rubbed my throbbing clitoris and more spasms washed over me. When I recovered she had her skirt lifted and one foot up on the commode waiting for me to return the favor. I pinched and tugged on her clitoris and she too exploded with a series of orgasms. A couple of quick phone calls and we headed off to pick up our husbands. We conspired to not let them see our new toys. We would secretly wear them to dinner and then after a couple of hours of being stimulated to the edge of orgasms we would head home where we would strip and show off our new toys. After dinner we went to Bob and Stacy's house since it was closer than ours was. Before our husbands got in from the garage Stacy and I were nude except for our new toys. As the fellows walked into the living room we let them look for a few minutes and then we thew off the vibrators and dropped to the floor in a 69 position and sucked each other's pussies. It is very hard to concentrate on your partner's orgasm when you are being wracked by orgasms yourself. We were fucked repeatedly by first one man and then the other. When their penises refused to harden we told them about our lunch and about how we had given each other a slight bit of relief in a restroom. Again they were hard and we were fucked and sucked to more delicious orgasms. Occasionally we call each other and go shopping and out to lunch while wearing these vibrators. It is so exciting to know that we are each being stimulated. Recently when we were planning to get together Stacy called. A business trip out of town had been extended and she would not be back for the weekend. She offered that if we wanted we should still get together with Bob, after all it had been several days since they had been together and he was very horny. By the time I finished talking to Stacy my husband was nude and waiting for me on the bed. I mounted his hard penis and he suggested that I call Bob to see if he was interested. Bob was more than willing but he had a problem also. A friend of his, Jack, had just called that he too was stuck in town over the weekend. I was using the speakerphone so my husband could hear the conversation. I could feel his penis thicken and throb when Bob mentioned Jack. Bob went on to tell us that Stacy and he entertained Jack when he was in town. He asked if I would be interested. I did not have to ask my husbands, I could feel his agreement. I arranged an early dinner for the next evening, that way I could put off my decision until after I met Jack. The next afternoon I put on one of my erotic outfits, not as bare as some since it was still light out. We got to the restaurant ahead of the other two and were seated in a booth when they arrived. My husband stood up and let Jack sit on one side of me and Bob on the other. After we ordered Bob made sure that Jack noticed the rings in my nipples. I was intrigued at how Jack's long slim fingers softly manipulated the rings and my nipples. I knew then that I would enjoy having sex with him. By the time we finished eating it had been decided that I would ride with Jack and Bob to our house. My poor husband would follow alone. As soon as we were in the car Jack had my skirt up and was playing so gently and deliciously with my clitoris. I left my clothes in the car and since my husband had opened the garage door I could walk into the house unseen by the neighbors. Once everyone was nude I couldn't believe Jack's penis. It was the longest I had ever seen but it was extremely slim. It was rather unsatisfying in my pussy. True it reached depths that had never been stimulated before during intercourse but its slimness allowed it to enter my vagina with very little sensation. That feeling however was quickly taken care of by Bob's totally opposite penis. And then my husband's beautiful familiar penis soothed and satisfied me. Jack was ready to penetrate me again. I was tired but he gently positioned me with my legs wide apart and with my knees up at my shoulders. He approached and I was surprised to feel his penis touching my anus. I had never had anal sex before but his gentleness and the shape of his penis made it seem right. He slowly worked his way in and gently stroked. It was beautiful and totally erotic. I felt as though I was going to have a tremendous BM. Then before I could get concerned a giant orgasm washed over me. Before I had quite fallen asleep Jack was back and washing my anus with a warm cloth. Another penis was in my pussy. Fingers were tugging on my nipples and tweaking my clitoris. I was in an orgasmic fog. The different penii excited me in different ways. I had never been so thoroughly fucked before. I loved it. Eventually my pussy and anus were tender and I reluctantly asked our guests to leave me rest. But what an awakening this had been. Now on occasions when I am extremely turned on I invite my husband to fuck my anus. Every time that Jack is in town and stops by my anus gets thoroughly fucked. Another barrier has been broken. Jack has told us about a club in his hometown where you can have sex on the premises. Stacy and Bob visited it last week. She and I have talked and now I have developed a fantasy. That time with Jack, Bob and my husband plays through my mind from time to time. Now I imagine going to this club with our friends. First I would have an evening of parading my body for this large audience and being fucked by various people. Then I would go to the management and ask that they announce that I was available to anyone and everyone. I imagine myself laying back on a bench with my head in my husband's lap. I am nude and my legs are up and open. A line of men, each with an erect penis, waits their turn. As soon as one man is finished another takes his place and penetrates my waiting pussy. Occasionally a particularly slim penis will appear. I will tilt my pelvis up and my husband will tell him that I want my anus penetrated. The women who are watching will come up and play with my breasts and nipples and with my clitoris when they can reach it. At times I will swoon and hardly be aware of what is happening. Other times I will be wracked with orgasm after orgasm. The fantasy is good and it is even better when I tell it to my husband. When I told Stacy she had me out of my clothes and sucked my clitoris for hours. It is still a few weeks until I can try the reality. Love, Twila.