I was correct. She began wearing sexually provocative clothes most of the time since she likes showing off her figure. She also began to attend sex clubs and often would stay the night. When she came home early in the morning, she smelled of sex and seemed sticky. All she would say was, “I made it with a bunch of guys again.” Not infrequently, when I would call home during the day, she would say that she was busy, and I would hear male voices in the background. One time when she was out partying, I found a videotape in the VCR. When I played it, I saw that it was an amateur porn film that she had made. She was with two other women and six guys. They fucked and sucked in various positions for about an hour. I got so horny I masturbated.
The other weekend I went to a dance club with her. She was wearing a very short skirt and a low-cut blouse—and of course she didn’t bother wearing underwear. While we were dancing, a tall black guy cut in on me. Before I knew it, they were dancing closely and he had his hands on her ass. After the dance, she left with him. I followed them to his car in the parking lot. Mandy looked around and didn’t see me watching. She took off her clothes and jumped in the back seat with her new date. The car began to rock back and forth for about ten minutes. I went back into the dance hall. Mandy came in a few minutes later smiling and licking her lips. She told me she had made a new friend and was going to meet some friends of his and asked if I wouldn’t mind going home alone. She came back home the next morning. All she would say is that she had the fuck of a lifetime.
It’s been one year now. Mandy still can’t seem to get enough sex. She’s started doing it in public at sex parties, or at least that’s what she tells me. Any man is fair game for her. She’s even started to do some of our daughter’s friends, almost always more than one at a time. Whenever I ask when will her affairs end, she says, “One day, honey, but not soon.”—
L.H., Hartsville, South Carolina
SOME INNOCENT KISSES LEAD TO A NOT-SO-INNOCENT NIGHT OF PASSION
My name is Paula. My husband Wayne and I are avid bowlers. We are on a five-man team. Jimmy, Donna and Gene are the other three. Gene is the only one who is single. He’s fifty-seven years old and weighs one-hundred forty pounds. He only stands about five foot three, but is one helluva good bowler.
Last season right after Christmas, Wayne got pulled off day work and put on the night shift. We had to hunt for a fifth man and found one. Our team has a special arrangement: If you get three strikes in a row you get a kiss. Naturally I mean that the guys kiss the girls and the girls kiss the guys.
One night Gene was bowling real well and getting his kisses. A few times he gave me some tongue. It took me by surprise, but it felt real good. It had been a long time since I had gotten a kiss like that.
After bowling, Gene and I went into the bowling alley bar and had a drink. Gene lifted his glass in greeting and said, “I hope I didn’t shake you up kissing you like that before.”
I assured him that it didn’t bother me, and that in fact it felt good. Things went along about the same the rest of the month. Gene and I would have our after-game drink then I’d go home and play with myself. I wasn’t getting much loving from my husband at that point. His only day off was Sunday and he was usually too tired to fuck.
As I was getting dressed, I realized it had been about three weeks since I’d had any cock. I thought to myself that if Gene gives me a tongue kiss that night I’d give him one in return.
When I got ready to go to the alley, my car wouldn’t start. I called Donna but she and Jimmy had left already. I called Gene and he stopped by and drove me to the bowling alley.
It turned out to be a great night. I sucked on Gene’s tongue more than once, as he did mine.
When Gene dropped me off at home I asked if he wanted to come up for a nightcap, and he accepted. I gave him a beer and made myself a nice strong cocktail. I told him to relax for a little while because I was going to take a quick shower.
I put on a silk robe and told myself, “Tonight, I’m going to get fucked.”
When Gene saw me he said, “God, Paula, you look good enough to eat.”
I laughed and asked, “Where do you want to start?” as I sat down next to him on the couch.
Gene said, “How about I start right here?” and put his hand on my tit.
Before I could say anything his lips were on mine and he started tongue-fucking my mouth. He pulled the sash from around my robe and moved his hand from my tit to my pussy. Gene sure knew how to use his fingers and soon he had my pussy wet.
I put my hand on his prick and felt it get stiff. I said, “Let’s go into the bedroom so we can get more comfortable.” I took off my robe and lay across the bed. Gene took off his boxer shorts and I got a good look at his cock. For a short guy, he was pretty well-hung. He was only semi-hard and his prick was three inches longer than Wayne’s gets when he’s completely erect.
I said to him, “Gene, you’re really big. I don’t know if I’ll be able to take all that.”
He said, “Paula, honey, by the time I get done, you’ll be able to take it all.” He told me to lay down on the bed with my ass hanging over the edge and my feet planted flat on the floor. He laid on top of me and we started kissing. His cock was resting right on the crack of my pussy. After kissing for some time he started sucking on my nipples. My juices were flowing. I knew he could feel the wetness on his cock and balls. I moaned for Gene to take me.
He licked down my belly. He knelt on the floor and spread my legs wide open. I felt his hot breath on my cunt before I felt his tongue. He licked up and down my crack, sucking on my clit when he found it. I moaned, “Don’t stop, make me come.”
He said, “You’ve got a beautiful clit. It’s nice and big.” He started sucking on it in hard, short bursts, stopping only to swirl his tongue over it. As I started coming he put a finger in my hole and fucked me quickly. He never stopped sucking on my clit and I could feel my juices running down my ass crack.
After he sucked me to a third orgasm, I said, “Jesus Christ, Gene fuck me. I have to feel that big cock inside me.”
Gene knelt down between my legs. He scooped some of my juices in his hand and coated his cock with them. He put the head of his big prick at my hole and said, “Relax, Paula. Don’t tighten up or I won’t be able to fuck you.” He put his hand around his cock and started easing it in my hole.
I could feel my cunt stretching to accommodate his fat cock-head. I moaned a few times before I felt my cunt muscles relax. Half of his cock slid in me with one strong push. I wailed, “Oh my God, I can feel every inch of your cock in me.”
He said, “Get ready, because there’s still more to go.” He started fucking me and after a minute or so I could feel his balls smacking against my ass.
I said, “Gene, your cock is hitting spots no one’s ever touched before!”
He told me, “Paula, you’ve got one tight pussy.” In less than a minute I was coming again. God, I’d never been fucked like that before in my life. I was having one orgasm after another. It had to be about ten minutes before Gene told me he was getting ready to come. I could feel his cock swell up and felt the sperm spurting out of his piss hole. He kept fucking me hard. When I looked down at the base of his cock, I could see white frothy fluids collecting on it.
He finally stopped fucking me and pulled out, gasping, “Jesus, that was great!” My legs were still spread open. He put his finger in my cunt and I could feel our hot juices running between my lips and down my butt. I didn’t want Gene to leave but I knew that Wayne would be home soon and I needed some time to get things cleaned up. Gene said, “Anytime you need some loving, I’m here.”
I took his hand and said, “I’m sure I’ll be seeing that big cock again.”—
P.R., Akron, Ohio
WHERE AN UNHAPPY MARRIAGE FAILS, A CLANDESTINE TRYST SUCCEEDS
You tap softly on my motel room door as I finish drying myself from my shower. I hasten to let you in and our third rendezvous begins. Your light business suit and briefcase identify you as a lady of the world, a businesswoman, petite and slender with a 34-21-33 figure that won’t quit teasing me, although you never tease on purpose. Your body simply does it for you without fanfare or design! You completely look the part of what you are: a beautiful lady.
You stare at the tent forming in the towel wrapped around my waist then look up at my face. I give you a knowing smile and help you out of your suit as you reach to undress me. You leave your bra and panties on for me to remove. I unhook your bra, letting your breasts fall free. Then as I bend down to help you out of your suit pants, I remove your panties with my teeth. I start in the middle of your crotch and pull down each side of your hips. I nuzzle your crotch several times to reacquaint myself with your scent.
Soon your gorgeous, shaved cunt is exposed to me like an open rose. You bend down to my crotch and French-kiss my hard member. Then you take a step backwards, falling back onto the bed and I follow, pressing my lips lovingly to your tempting, beautiful vagina as I prepare myself for what’s to come.
In a few moments you are very wet and moaning softly as I arouse you with my tongue and lips. I stay at my post for five minutes or so, then insert a vibrator in your cunt to massage your G-spot and grace you with an orgasm.
You writhe on the bed and I get caught up in your excitement. You reach for me and I move up your body to a more comfortable position, where I can kiss you on the lips and feel my hard shaft press against the entrance to your love cove. I kiss my way down from your forehead to your earlobes, your eyes, nose and mouth. Yes! I spend a great deal of time on your lips and mouth and then your neck, throat and onto your gorgeous breasts. I lick, nibble and suck them for several minutes, making the flesh hard and drawing it lovingly into my mouth.
It is almost time. I put a hand between your legs and pull out the vibrator. I relish the way you squirm against my fingers. You are almost ready. My kissing starts again at your beautiful cleavage and I keep going south, sucking your belly-button and then your swollen, distended clitoris until it wants to jump out of its sheath! I go back up to caress your lips with my mouth, and once again my soldier stands at attention at the opening of your cunt. The head doesn’t want to go in so you help him with your hand. Finally squeezed past the entrance, it is engulfed in your lubrication and slips easily into your wonderful opening.
I glance at my watch and see that we have spent nearly one full hour getting to this point. You moan and give this marine his marching orders. “Darling,” you say, “stick yourself inside me and then come! Fuck me hard! Please! Make me come!”
My cock moves easily with you, and I settle into a steady motion, nearly withdrawing after each stroke only to plunge into you completely in the next second. I can feel the pressure growing in my testicles and know I will come soon. Your excitement intensifies and I know you desperately want to climax. You’re thirty-two years old and have only been able to come with me!
I stroke faster and as deep as I can, my girth stretching your cunt walls more than anyone has ever done. Every muscle in your body seems to tense as you back against each of my thrusts, arching your back in harmony with my strokes. My foreskin slides in and out of your nether folds. I feel my knob slip past its edge and rub its sensitive head on your steamy cunt walls. It begins slowly and with each gasp for breath you fear you’ll lose control, but my stroke is in perfect rhythm with your body. Finally you peak, your orgasm cresting until it crashes, subsides and you regain control.
We roll over together. Your climax is history, but you will never forget it as you tremble in my arms and tell me you want to lie there with me forever. We lie still and fall asleep for about a half hour, then awaken to prepare for the afterplay that might just turn out to be foreplay for the next round!
Whichever happens, we will take it in stride and ride the wind as though on horseback. You kneel astride me and feel my heat rise, engorging my cock with blood, making it hard almost instantly. You suddenly stare at me wide-eyed. “You haven’t come yet! We have to make sure you have pleasure, also. Now you know how intense my climax was! Lover, I am so sorry!”
“That’s okay, darling, that was your time!” I reply.
You begin to ride my rigid cock as it begins to swell to its fullness. You pump furiously and I know I can’t take much more of your movements without coming! Then the sensations build to a peak. I can’t believe I’m reaching my climax, then I’m soon coming! For at least a minute my convulsions feed white ropes out of my swollen penis into your soaked, satisfied pussy.
Nothing I can think of at this moment is more pleasing to the flesh than the feeling of your body against mine! You settle down on top of me once again, our bodies pressed together. I want to hold on to you forever!
“You fill me with your sperm like you fill me with love every moment we’re together. I wish I could clone you.”
“Clone me?” I ask, incredulous.
“Sure! So I could give one of you to every girl in America who’s never had a climax! You could sure fill her bill!”
I smile and wisecrack, “It’s just a natural talent, I guess, so most of my girlfriends tell me!” You throw a bed pillow at me and kiss me, then I chase you around the room, catching you just before you reach the safety of the bathroom where you could lock the door. I tickle you and we begin to play wrestle, finally falling backwards onto the bed. I straddle you as you lie face-up on the mattress. I bend down and try to kiss you but you turn your face away, giggling with the humor of the moment. I miss your lips but catch an earlobe as you try to get away. You turn your head back forcing me to let go of your ear. Then my lips are upon yours and we suddenly both stop for a second.
Our lips and tongues collide with great beauty and all you can hear is our frantic breathing as we kiss passionately. When we come up for air, you stare into my eyes and murmur, “Oh God, I want you again! Can we do it once more? Please? Can we?”