Last Tuesday it was sunny and hot
by seven in the morning. Thinking I’d have the pool to myself that
early, I went out for a swim. As I cleared the pool wall, I saw Greg,
looking even better in his trunks, lying on a towel by the
pool.
The sun beat down on him, and I hesitated by the gate,
realizing Greg hadn’t noticed my arrival. I saw the outline of his
manhood through the thin material of his trunks, and felt weak at the
size of it. He moved his hand to his abdomen, then moved it farther down
and casually rubbed his rod. From where I stood I saw it continue
swelling. I was stunned, to say the least, but at the same time
powerfully turned on.
Greg didn’t even check to see if anyone
was around. The huge bulge now protruded out the top of his trunks. He
lowered the front of them, releasing his massive organ, then gently
stroked and squeezed the crown. I felt myself get wet and was surprised
at the speed of my arousal. I put pressure on my pussy by pressing my
legs together.
I had to get a better look. I slipped in the pool
area and hid behind the shower stalls. I saw Greg, but he couldn’t see
me. His strokes got faster, and he was close to shooting off. I
couldn’t resist any longer. I plunged two fingers in my hole and
fucked myself while I watched. His cockhead swelled as he spewed come.
Gasping, I came too. I ducked in the shower so he wouldn’t see me. But
he just wiped himself off, gathered his things and left, as though
nothing at all had happened. Back in my apartment, recalling what I’d
seen, I brought myself to another climax.
I hope the two of us
will finally meet and get together, so I have the chance to be with Greg
face-to-face, and skin-to-skin.—
G.R., Boca Raton,
Florida
HER SEX-HAPPY PAST CATCHES UP WITH HER, TO HER HUBBY’S GREAT DELIGHT
Gina and I were in college together, but at that time I never dreamed she would one day become my wife. She came from a small town and a very protective environment. Let loose in a big college, she wanted very much to fit in, and in her naive way she let this desire carry her far beyond what most girls would consider the realm of acceptable behavior. Gina was only about five feet five, but well proportioned, with blonde hair, a beautiful face and a warm and loving personality.
In her freshman year she started dating an upperclassman named Kyle, a soccer and swimming jock and a very charming ladies’ man. Kyle taught her about sex, including how to suck cock, and she loved it all. Kyle had the reputation of being exceptionally well hung, so she was able to learn from the best.
I heard about these events at the time through the stories and rumors that went around the school, but they have since been confirmed by Gina herself, now my wife.
Kyle had a friend named Avery, whose father was a real estate agent. He would sometimes let Avery use an empty house for a weekend party before putting it on the market. On this particular weekend Avery invited eight or ten guys, along with their girlfriends, and of course Kyle and Gina were included. The guys hauled mattresses from their dorms, and stored up a huge supply of beer, alcohol, snacks and pot. They spread the mattresses out around the huge living room, and though it was warm they built a fire for light, as the electricity was turned off. They also made sure they had plenty of candles.
The party was a great success from the beginning. At about two in the morning Kyle declared that he wanted to get some sleep, so he dragged his mattress upstairs to one of the bedrooms. He came back to get Gina, and some beer. Several of the other guys also moved their mattresses to private rooms, where they retired with their girlfriends. Some of them probably had sex, and some of them simply passed out from drinking too much.
Kyle had made sure that neither he nor Gina drank enough to incapacitate them, but Gina was not used to alcohol and was feeling no pain. Kyle didn’t bother to close the door to their room. It was fairly dark, with only a few candles burning, and the moonlight entering the room through the curtainless windows. At one point Avery and another guy named Dino happened to pass their room. They had gone downstairs for more beer, and on their way back they saw Kyle’s open door. Looking in, they saw Gina sucking Kyle’s cock while he finger-fucked her pussy. Kyle saw them standing in the moonlight and motioned for them to come in, which they did. Avery started playing with Gina’s tits, rolling her nipples between his fingers, and Dino took over for Kyle at her pussy, playing with her clit and probing her cunt, while Kyle enjoyed the blowjob he was getting.
Gina was so hot she had lost all her inhibitions. She didn’t protest as they rolled her on her back. Dino eagerly took to eating her pussy while simultaneously fucking her with his finger. Avery still concentrated on her nipples, holding her breasts with both hands as he moved his mouth from one to the other, sucking the nipples, adding to the frenzied pleasure she was feeling from Dino’s tongue. Kyle was kissing her, plunging his tongue deep in her mouth while she sucked on it avidly. Between kisses he whispered encouragement to her, telling her to let herself go and experience the utmost pleasure. Gina went wild.
“Yes, yes, oh, I love it!” she cried. “I’ve never felt anything like this! Oh, do it, do it!”
They soon had her on her hands and knees, getting fucked by Kyle while she sucked on Dino’s cock. Avery lay beneath her, tantalizing her tits and clit as she took care of the other guys’ cocks. They switched places several times, so that each of them had access to both her mouth and her pussy. Kyle warned them not to come in her pussy so they wouldn’t make her pregnant, but they each pumped two big loads of come into her mouth before leaving her with Kyle.
The next day Kyle assured Gina that she’d done nothing wrong, but had simply made it possible for all of them to enjoy themselves in the most wonderful manner. In his charming way, he convinced her that she was the best woman he’d ever known. In this way he got all the blowjobs and pussy he wanted. Gina loved giving him pleasure, and didn’t mind doing it for his friends as well. They had threesomes with Avery or Dino a couple of times, but did not do it with both of them again until several months later.
Avery’s father had told him about a secluded empty farm that he had not yet sold. Avery suggested that he, Kyle and Dino get together a picnic lunch and some beer, and take Gina on a quiet picnic in the country.
They took along some blankets and a mattress. At the farm they played some Frisbee until they were all hot and sweaty, after which they all stripped and jumped naked into the pond. After that they took Gina up to the barn, where they had left the mattress. Kyle started things off by asking her to enlarge his shrunken cock, which had been shriveled by the cold water. Of course Avery and Dino soon joined in, and Gina sucked all three guys off. Then they took turns fucking her again.
Kyle graduated that spring, and all of them drifted apart. It was only after that that I really got to know Gina well. I knew about her past, and was fascinated by it, and by her. She responded to my interest, and eventually we were married.
Two years after that, Gina and I attended a wedding, where we happened to run into Kyle. He’d had a lot to drink, and just before we left he took me aside and said that he hoped I was enjoying all the things he had taught my wife. Then he laughed and said, “You must know about us, right?” I told him I did, and that I didn’t mind one bit. “Well,” he said, “I bet Gina would like a refresher course.”
“That’s fine with me,” I said. “Whatever Gina wants she can have.”
Kyle just laughed at that and strode away. I went looking for Gina, but by the time I saw her Kyle had gotten to her first. It looked like he was coming on to her. I stood and waited. Finally Gina came over to me. She told me that Kyle was in no condition to drive, and suggested that we take him to our house.
By the time we got him home he had passed out. We got him stripped down to his undershorts and put him to bed in the spare bedroom.
About four in the morning we heard him stumbling around looking for the john. Gina got up to guide him to the bathroom. I must have fallen asleep again, because the next thing I knew it was about six, and I heard Kyle saying. “Don’t leave yet, baby, I’ve got more for you.”
A few minutes later Gina came back to our bed. I pretended I was asleep. I knew he’d fucked her again. But I was not jealous. Actually, I was turned on!
Later that morning we were in the kitchen when Kyle came down in his undershorts. He acted like he was king of the walk. He patted Gina on the ass, then bent forward and planted a kiss on her breast. He looked at me and said, “You’re a lucky SOB to have such a fantastic wife. I never got married because I couldn’t find another woman like her.”
After he had eaten he got up, threw his arms around Gina, and French-kissed her right in front of me. He winked at me as he went upstairs to take a shower. When he called for a towel, Gina took one up to him. She didn’t come back right away. Finally I went upstairs to see what she was doing. Through the open bathroom door I saw her on her knees, sucking Kyle’s cock. Kyle just grinned at me.
After that Kyle began coming over on weekends, and I was often left alone in bed, or working around the house, while he and Gina fucked. Gina and I talked it through, and I assured her it was okay with me. She told me she would call it off anytime I wanted, but I explained that it really turned me on to think of her with Kyle, and it made our sex life better when he wasn’t there. Gina and I still love each other, so all of us are happy.—
J.H., Grand Rapids, Michigan
THIS BAKERY MANAGER LOVES BLACK MEN, AND THEY CALL HER THE DONUT HO
A few months ago you published my letter telling about how I had spied on my sexy young wife Molly as she snuck off to a motel with two black guys who were doing some carpentry work at the bakery she manages. She was supposed to be working late, and I was supposed to be playing golf, but instead I watched through the motel window while she had all kinds of wild sex with her two black studs. This is what happened later that night.
I went back home, very turned on. I decided not to tell her what I’d seen, leaving open the possibility of seeing more of it in the future. Molly came home around ten o’clock, looking fairly fresh for someone who had just participated in an all-out fuckathon, I offered to make her a drink, asking how her work had gone.
“It’s a good thing I went back to the store,” Molly replied. “That new girl had everything screwed up!”
As she took a big sip from her drink I stepped behind her, reaching around and massaging her lovely tits while kissing her neck. Her boobs were still swollen with excitement. As I tried to slip my hand down her jeans she suddenly stopped me, setting her drink on the counter and turning around. In two seconds flat she had my pants and underwear down around my ankles. Dropping to her knees, she stroked my hard cock.
“Ummm! What got you so hard?” Molly asked.
“I missed you,” I said.
“It looks like my husband needs some special attention from his favorite bakery lady,” Molly said.
“Do blowjobs fall under that category?” I asked.
“They do tonight,” Molly said as she proceeded to deep-throat my swollen member. All I could think about while she sucked my cock was watching her earlier that evening with those two black studs, fucking them like an out-of-control nympho who couldn’t get enough dick. Finally I couldn’t take it any longer. “I’m going to come!” I announced.
Molly pulled my cock from her lips, stroking it rapidly. “Want to come in my mouth?” she asked.
I answered by shoving my cock back into her mouth and shooting my hot come down her eager throat.
Molly excused herself and went to the bathroom to clean up while I got ready for bed. As I watched TV in our bedroom the phone rang. It was Al, the night manager at Molly’s store, asking if she was home. She was out in the living room, so I hollered down the hallway that she had a phone call.
“I’ll take it in the kitchen,” Molly replied.
I told Al she’d be on in a minute. When Molly picked up on the other extension, I hung up, then got out of bed and slipped down the hallway, stopping just outside the kitchen. I heard her say, “By all means, put Biff on the phone.” There was a short pause. Then she said, “Hi!” By the sound of her voice I strongly suspected that Biff was one of the carpenters she had been fucking earlier that night.
When she spoke again it was in a lower tone. “What? What do you mean you’re not done with me yet? … Right now? That’s crazy! … Listen, how about tomorrow afternoon, while my husband’s at work? … Well yes, you know I want it! Oh god, I want it as much as you do! … Well, can you help me come up with something to tell my husband, so I can get out of the house? … Well okay, I’ll give it a try.”
I continued listening long enough to learn that she was to meet him down at her store before going back to their motel room.
Before Molly hung up the phone I hurried back to bed. She came into our room and told me that Al was unhappy with the carpenters’ work, and wanted her to come back to the store to help him supervise the rest of the remodeling, which just had to be done before opening time the next day.
“That’s okay,” I told her. “I have an early day tomorrow, and I need to get some sleep.”
She disappeared into the bathroom to touch up her makeup, then made a hasty exit out the door.
In no time at all I was up and dressed. I hopped into my van and headed back to their motel. I figured they would have kept the same room. I backed the van into the same spot I had occupied earlier, outside the window of their room. As before, I could see through the back windows of the van right into the room, without being seen myself.
Ten minutes later Molly’s car pulled up and parked close by. She got out, accompanied by Carl, the other carpenter she had been with earlier. As they approached the door to the room I heard him say, “Have any trouble getting out of the house?”
“No,” Molly replied. “Biff’s story worked great. But I almost got caught when I got home before.”