Jill had never been so turned on in her life. She was really getting into our photo session, and she wanted to make the pictures really good for any guys who might see them. She's a sexy but somewhat reserved married lady, and she was getting all hot over the thought of me bringing someone home to fuck the living daylights out of her!
When she asked how I planned to get the pictures developed, I told her I was going to take the rolls to a one-hour photo place the next day and see if they would process them.
When I returned home the next evening she couldn't wait to see the pictures, so I brought them out to show her how great she looked. I told her that I had bribed the guy in the photo shop not to make a fuss about the content of the pictures, and I added that he had a huge hard-on when he finished processing them.
That did it. In five minutes Jill was out of her clothes and into a see-through red negligee eager to take more pictures. I was ready, willing and able. Much to my surprise, she had shaved her pussy for the first time. She told me she had thought about fucking other men all day long, and she was red-hot. We took some pictures, then sucked and fucked for a while and took some more. I got some great ones of her coming all over my prick, my hand and her own hands. And then we fucked again.
I've shown these pictures to lots of guys, and they all say they can't wait to get their hands on this super-sexy little lady. When I tell Jill that, she goes crazy. We talk a lot about how she could have one guy in her pussy, one in her mouth and me in her ass. Whenever I touch her ass now with her little vibrator, she comes in about five seconds.
I haven't actually gotten around to bringing any guys home to fuck her yet; we've been keeping each other too busy. We've never had so much sex in such a short period of time. But we fully intend to bring another man home to our bed soon. Having succeeded in bringing out my wife's true nature, I don't see any reason to stop now. I'll let you know what happens then.—
T.Q., Racine, Wisconsin
A NIGHT AWAY FROM HOME LEADS TO LUST IN THE LOCKER ROOM AND SEX IN THE SAUNA
My wife and I have been married for eighteen years. We have four children and we both work demanding jobs, so it is hard for us to get a chance to spend time alone. Recently, though, we were able to get away for one night. We found a sitter for the kids and booked a room at a nice hotel in San Francisco.
We checked into the room and got ready to go to dinner. Tammy went into the bathroom to bathe and change, and when she came out I nearly fell over. Her outfit was incredibly daring, as though she was looking for someone to fuck her silly. She wore a pair of tight black jeans with no back pockets. No panty lines were visible, and the smooth material sculpted her gorgeous ass for all to see. For a blouse she was wearing a sheer black body suit, and the lack of a bra allowed her breasts and nipples to be seen almost as clearly as if she were naked.
I gulped and asked if she really planned to wear that out in public. She assured me that she did, though she said she would cover herself with a loose-fitting wool blazer. The blazer helped to conceal her somewhat, but it was still clear to anyone who cared to notice that she was not wearing a bra.
It was difficult to concentrate on dinner, and naturally our conversation revolved around sex. After dinner we went to a bookstore, as Tammy wanted to browse and maybe pick out a couple of good books to take home. At one point I talked her into unbuttoning the jacket so that it swayed freely, revealing her ample and highly desirable chest. She seemed to enjoy the freedom of being away from home and putting on this revealing show for me. My erection, which had first come to life back in our hotel room, had hardly subsided all evening.
When we got back to the hotel I was all over Tammy in the elevator, groping, touching and kissing her. I began to rip off my clothes as soon as we were in the room, but Tammy wanted to take a swim in the pool. Reluctantly I agreed, and we headed out to the pool area. There was no one else there at that time, and we groped and fondled each other as we played in the water. She wanted to continue to swim, but I had noticed the sauna in the men's locker room, and told her that I was going to check it out.
I love the feel of being in a sauna and rarely have the opportunity to use one at home. I shed my swim trunks, turned the heat on high and stretched out on one of the cedarwood benches. I placed a towel over my still-straining erection, closed my eyes and began to think about Tammy in the revealing outfit she had worn earlier. She is still quite a beautiful woman, and I felt lucky to have a wife who still looked good in that kind of outfit, and was still playful enough to put it on.
All of a sudden I heard the door open. I was embarrassed at the way my dick was poking up under the thin towel, and moved to cover myself more effectively. As I opened my eyes I gasped to see Tammy standing in front of me butt-naked! She grinned at me and said she wanted to make sure I wasn't in here beating off. Since I wasn't, she decided to take matters into her own hands. She got down on her knees and took me all the way down her throat.
I couldn't believe it! We were in the men's sauna, and someone could have come in any moment and caught us. But Tammy didn't seem to be worried about that, so I decided to get a little daring too. I stood up and led her out into the locker room. I had her bend over and place her hands against the lockers, and then I easily slid my dick into her wet cunt. I grabbed her hips and hammered my cock into her dripping, hungry pussy.
She was oblivious to our surroundings, calling for me to fuck her faster and harder. By now I was so far gone that I was almost hoping someone would come in on us. I wanted others to know how hot and hungry my wife was for sex. We fucked this way till we both came, but we were still so hot that we knew it was just the beginning. We found some robes and sprinted for our room.
Once inside, we fucked on the chairs, on the floor and on the bed. We sucked, stroked, licked and explored each other with fingers and tongues and toys. At one point Tammy had me lie on the bed facedown and began to kiss and massage my ass. She worked one finger around the outer rim of my asshole until I was on the verge of a massive orgasm. She replaced her finger with her tongue, and licked and tongue-fucked me until I spewed my come on the sheets.
I was still so turned on from the night's activities that my erection remained taut. I pulled out Tammy's vibrator and began to rub it against her heaving furry mound. She was writhing in a state of intense arousal, reveling in what I was doing to her. I slid under her and inserted my dick into her pussy as I held the vibrator against her clit. It wasn't long before she was moaning and contracting and gasping for air. She began to come in torrents of pleasure. She came two or three times in a row, until we both collapsed in exhaustion.
Later that evening we watched part of an adult movie and fucked again before falling asleep. I woke up the next morning to find Tammy fondling my ass again. I spread my legs to allow her all the access she needed. She somehow knew just how to twist and maneuver her fingers to touch all the right buttons. I pushed back against her fingers, humping her hand. As I drew close to climax, she moved to engulf my straining dick with her mouth. I shot instantly and powerfully down her throat, and she swallowed it all and licked me clean.
I never thought I would be so happy to have anything inserted into my asshole, but Tammy sure had me going. Now she wants us to get one of those strap-on penises and fuck me with it. If she continues to be as wildly sexy and uninhibited as she was that night, then I'm willing to let her do anything she wants!—
B.E., San Jose, California
A TASTY OFFICE ROMANCE STARTS OVER PIZZA AND ENDS WITH CHINESE TAKEOUT
I recently took a new job that required me to open an office in a shared executive suite, a setup where five or six individual offices share a common area with a secretary, fax, copying machine and conference room.
There was a nice mix of people, including a woman named Diane, who had a travel charter business. She was a thirty-seven-year-old redhead who looked—to put it in one word—hot. After I got to know her I learned that she was married, with two kids, and had started her business to help make ends meet when her kids started school. The business had taken off and she was doing quite well financially, which was good because her husband had recently been laid off from a local factory and spent more time drinking and shooting pool with his buddies than looking for a new job.
Being married myself, and never having strayed, I regarded Diane as an attractive woman who was pleasant to look at and to have an occasional daydream about, but nothing more. Trying to get ahead in my new job, I spent a lot of extra time in the office, and sometimes worked into the late evening. Diane would usually go home around five to make dinner for her family but sometimes came back around eight to make calls to clients who couldn't be reached during the day. We gradually became quite friendly during those late evenings.
After a couple of months, I noticed that Diane was coming back to the office almost every evening. When I asked her about this, she replied that her kids, who were now teenagers, wanted to do things with their friends and not with Mom, and that she didn't care to watch TV while her husband slept in his chair, worn out from his daily escapades with his buddies.
It occurred to me that the guy must be an idiot to ignore such a good-looking sexy wife, but I thought no more about it, as I still considered us just friends. Then everything changed.
Last Tuesday I was still working in my office a little after ten o'clock, when Diane stuck her head in and asked if I was hungry, as she had just ordered a pizza. I replied in the affirmative and asked what she had to wash it down with. She said all she had to offer was cups and the water cooler, so I ran across the street to a liquor store for a bottle of wine and a six-pack of beer.
After the pizza was delivered we downed it quickly, and then sat and talked while Diane finished off the wine and I put down a couple of beers. Before we knew it, it was after midnight, so we called it a night, but not before Diane gave me a peck on the cheek and thanked me for a pleasant evening.
On Thursday night around eight, Diane called me from her car and said she was on her way back in and wondered if I was up for some Chinese takeout. I said sure, and half an hour later she came into my office and said that dinner was served in the conference room. As I followed her out there, I noticed that she still had on the black wraparound dress and high heels that she had worn during the business day. She looked great in them, too.
We had a terrific dinner and a bottle of wine. Diane kept saying how wonderful it had been the other evening to spend some time with a man who was interested in something more than sitting around watching TV and falling asleep, like her husband. She said she had enjoyed it so much that she had looked forward to doing it again tonight.
We made some more small talk, and after a while I said I had better get back to work. As I got up to leave Diane said I couldn't go yet, as I hadn't had dessert. When I asked what the dessert was, she stood up tall and opened her dress.
“Me!” she said.
Boy, do I love those wraparound-type dresses! One quick button, and here was my fantasy woman standing before me. I absolutely love a woman in sexy, silky lingerie, and I love small-breasted women. And here Diane stood in black silk panties, black thigh-high stockings and a bra that held a very nice set of small but very shapely breasts.
I wanted to pull those black panties right down her long legs to see if she was a real redhead. I stared at her until she asked if I was interested in the dessert. For an answer I just moved toward her, and then we were all over each other. As she tugged at my belt her dress hit the floor, and I played with her breasts through the silky material of her bra until she pleaded with me to suck them.
I unhooked the front clasp of the bra to reveal the most beautiful little tits, capped with nipples that stuck out almost an inch. I first learned to love small-breasted women back in college, when I discovered that what my slender girlfriend lacked in size she made up for in enthusiasm. Her nipples were so sensitive that I was able to make her come just by sucking on her tits.
I set out to do that now with Diane. I laid her down on the table and soon had her squirming with pleasure as I gave her tits a steady tongue-lashing. She was moaning and saying how incredible it felt, almost like I was sucking her clit. As I sucked one nipple I tweaked and fondled the other one, and soon set her off on her first orgasm. When she came down from her high she suggested we might be more comfortable on the couch in her office.
Once we were in her office Diane slowly and deliberately took my clothes off, kissing and licking whatever flesh was revealed in the process. The last article she removed was my briefs, and it sure felt good to have my woody released. I never thought of myself as being overly endowed, but my seven inches must have seemed huge compared with her husband, for she went at it like a woman possessed. Between licking and kissing it she kept saying how big I was, how she had never seen a cock so large and how she couldn't wait to feel it come.
It had been a while since my last sexual encounter, and with this gorgeous woman sucking me it wasn't long before I had that familiar feeling in my balls. When I let Diane know I was about to come she just sucked me in deeper, until I shot a load of hot come down her throat.
I thought I was in love—or was it lust? My wife rarely sucked me off, and coming in her mouth was definitely out of the question. Now here was a woman who eagerly swallowed my whole load and then went on sucking until she had brought me right back to attention.
When Diane had me good and hard again, she moaned that she wanted me to fuck her hot little pussy with my big cock. I laid her down on the couch and hooked my fingers in her soaking-wet panties, tugging them down to reveal another prize, a dripping pussy with a bush that was the same red color as the hair on her head. I stood back and took in the sight of this sexy creature lying there with nothing on except her stockings and heels as she rubbed her pussy and pleaded with me to fuck her.