Mine came shortly after hers, and I gushed all over her face.
Laura lay back on the bed, breathing heavily. I kissed her passionately and rubbed her erect nipples. She started to pull back, but I held her close and continued stimulating her. She began to moan again. I rubbed her pussy and mine at the same time. I instructed Laura to sit up, then I sat facing her and positioned our pussies so we could grind them together. We fucked each other until we came again.
My night in Vegas was, to say the least, a great success. Now, whenever I’m there, Laura and I get together for lots of hot, steamy fun.
—K. F., California
Cabin Fever
My husband and my neighbor were going away for a golf weekend, so Heidi, my neighbor’s wife, and I decided to spend the weekend at my husband’s family’s cabin. It’s located on a secluded lake, just a great place to get away and relax.
Heidi is thirty-one years old, blonde, and has a great body. She’s a little more petite than me, but she has the type of breasts that make most women jealous—very firm and very large.
One night while having dinner, the topic of sex came up. The conversation became rather intimate, and we revealed all our latest sexual adventures. We were quite surprised at the similarities in our sex lives, right down to the fact that our husbands insist that we shave our pussies. We soon became too horny to continue our talk. “I don’t know about you, but I’ve got to do something to cool down,” said Heidi as she waved her hand in front of her face. I suggested a late-night swim and sauna to help us relax before bed.
We quickly discovered that the water was quite cold, so it wasn’t long before we were sitting in the lakeside sauna, warming up. We joked about skinny-dipping, and suddenly, our swimsuits were on the dock and we were back in the lake, swimming in the nude.
Feeling a little mischievous, I got out of the water, grabbed the swimsuits, and ran to the sauna, with Heidi close behind. I had never seen Heidi nude before, so I tried to be discreet as I looked at her body. Her nakedness, combined with the glow of the sauna’s red light, made me strangely aroused. I became increasingly aware of her body and how sexy she looked as the water trickled down her skin. She has extremely long nipples, and I watched as the water ran down her breasts and then slowly dripped from her hard pink points. Her pussy was almost totally shaved and its lips were thick and full, like petals on a rose.
I became even more turned on when I saw her eyes drop down and give my clean-shaven snatch a long, lingering look. I went to get some champagne, and I remember walking into the cabin, totally nude, and feeling very naughty.
When I came back, Heidi smiled at me, a really delicious smile. When I popped the champagne, I purposely sent a spray of foaming bubbles cascading all over Heidi’s naked body. She shrieked as she held her glass against her skin in an effort to save some of the liquid. It was such an erotic sight. She quickly grabbed the bottle, shook it, and sprayed me. The feeling of the cold liquid splashing all over my nude body was excruciatingly sexy.
We took a few sips, not saying anything, just looking at each other. We were going down a path that neither of us had been down before, but it was as if we knew we had to follow it. Finally, she slowly leaned forward and kissed my cheek. A feeling like an electric shock ran straight to my cunt.
Our first kiss was tentative—we just brushed lips as if we were testing the waters. Slowly, our explorations grew more bold, and it wasn’t long before our tongues began a dance of unbridled lust and discovery. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. Her mouth was so soft, wet, and inviting. The feel of her velvety, moist tongue in my mouth had me aching with desire. She sucked on my tongue and moaned, her body trembling lustfully.
The sensation of kissing Heidi was indescribable. It was so sensual, so erotically overpowering, and the prospect of exploring further had my pussy gushing with anticipation. I slowly made my way down her neck with gentle kisses and a darting tongue. She arched her back and lifted her breasts to my mouth.
Her nipples were huge and hard as I bathed them with my tongue. I gently bit them and sent her into a frenzy. Heidi’s moans implored me to go on. I spent a long time giving her tits loving attention while she touched her dripping snatch. I was so overcome with pure animal lust, I slowly kissed my way down her flat belly and gently licked the insides of her thighs while her finger teased her engorged clit. I slowly slipped her finger into my mouth. Looking into her eyes, I could see she wanted more. I tenderly began to lick around her sopping pussy, my tongue delicately probing her most intimate places.
She began to gently rock her hips back and forth as I teased her with my tongue. I felt her hand on my head pulling me forward, guiding me to her dampness. The whole atmosphere, the pure sensuality of it, overcame me, and I began to eat her like a starving animal. “Oh God, yes!” she screamed as my tongue worked its magic on her gash. My face was buried in her sex; she had both hands on the back of my head, pulling me toward her. My tongue found her clit, and I sucked and licked it as I slid a finger, then two, into her drenched cunt. She began to wail, “Oh, fuck . . . I’m coming. . . . Yes, yes!” Her orgasm started somewhere deep inside her and came in waves as she furiously bucked her crotch against my face and hand. A flood of pussy juice gushed from her as she came, and I could feel her pussy contracting around my fingers.
She pulled me up to her and kissed my pussy-soaked face as she sat me down. Without any hesitation, she went right for my cunt and began her own exploration. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, much different from a man. She tongued the folds of my snatch, sending bolts of sexual energy coursing through my body. Her tongue found its way to my clit and she lovingly lingered there, treating me to the best cunnilingus I had ever had. “Fuck me with your tongue,” was all I could say, and she responded by plunging her tongue into me. It felt almost like a cock as she passionately thrust it into me. I began to finger my clit, her moans of approval driving me forward, and it wasn’t long before I had a huge, pulsating orgasm.
We kissed again, a long, very tender kiss, as we basked in the afterglow of our experience. That week-end was the start of a very special, very erotic, and very sensual relationship.
—C. H., Ontario
Winona
My husband Wilson and I rented a luxurious beachfront house for a week of vacation. Our place was nice, but it was nothing compared to the one next door. It was two stories high, with a strongly rein-forced hot tub on the second-story deck and a sweeping view of the beach.
The couple staying next door was very friendly and very attractive. The husband, Vic, was in his late forties, tall, and slender. His wife, Winona, was in her mid-thirties and a natural blonde with beautiful eyes and a great figure.
One evening they joined us for a barbecue. After dinner, Wilson and Vic decided to go into town and have a beer and watch a ballgame on the big-screen TV at the tavern. Winona suggested that I come over around sundown and enjoy the view from the hot tub. She winked when she said, “No swimsuits allowed.”
Near sundown I put a beach robe over my sun-burned body and went next door. Winona was just fixing a pitcher of icy pina coladas. We went upstairs to the hot tub. The view was spectacular. As the sun set, a full moon glimmered on the water. Winona removed her robe and reclined on a lounge chair. I was more modest, slipping into the tub as soon as I removed my covering.
The hot water did not feel good on my sunburn. I quickly got out of the tub and started to put on my robe. Winona stopped me, saying she had an excellent lotion for my tender skin.
She placed a large beach towel on a lounge chair and instructed me to lie on my stomach. She gently rubbed the lotion into my back and arms. When she rubbed my back, her fingers slid around to the sides of my breasts.
She moved down to my legs, starting at my ankles and working her way up to my ass. Even though my butt wasn’t sunburned, she began applying the lotion to my cheeks, rubbing and squeezing.
She told me to turn over. I was a little embarrassed, because her massage had turned me on. I naively didn’t know what to expect next.
Winona continued applying the lotion, starting with my upper chest and shoulders. When she touched my breasts, she cupped each one—one at a time—with both hands, her fingers playing with my nipples. I was nervous but excited when she leaned over and sucked my nipples. They were firm and protruding, and she alternately flicked them with her tongue and kept sucking.
She sat up and shifted the short stool she was sitting on, so she was sitting near my knees. She slowly pushed my legs apart and placed my feet on the deck. She put a firm pillow under my hips.
Winona ran a finger between my pussy lips, almost but not quite entering my cunt. She continued teasing me, squeezing my lips and rubbing her finger from my pussy to my ass.
I sat up in a panic when I heard a car door slamming and Wilson’s and Vic’s voices as they entered the house. Winona pushed me back to a reclining position and told me to relax. She placed a beach towel across my body, covering me from mid-thigh to my neck.
Wilson and Vic came out onto the deck and poured themselves a cold pina colada. When they sat down, Winona stared into Wilson’s eyes, and said, “I was about to make love to your wife. You can stay and watch or take her home.” Wilson looked at me, and he could see that I was embarrassed, but also that I hadn’t been resisting. I could see that he was admiring Winona’s beautiful naked body.
She reached under the towel and caressed my breasts and squeezed my nipples. She slowly pulled the towel down to my waist and played with my breasts to relax and excite me. Then she removed the towel completely and turned her attention back to my pussy. Again she parted my knees, putting my feet on the floor.
As she gently spread my cunt lips, she leaned down and ran her tongue slowly up and down between my parted lips. She inserted a finger into my cunt and moved it in and out while her tongue circled and teased my clit. As my arousal increased, I raised my hips, and her soft lips and tongue continued to bring me closer to climax.
As I reached my climax, she placed her hands under my hips, holding my pussy up to her mouth. When I was through, she covered my exhausted body with the beach towel, then she and her husband walked quietly into their bedroom, closing the door behind them.
Wilson and I returned to our place and spent several hours making love.
—L. A., Washington
Sexy Setup
I’ve always enjoyed erotica with my husband— especially woman-on-woman. We’ve also talked about me getting it on with another woman. Although it made my pussy wet to think about it, I still was a little shy.
About two weeks ago, he suggested that I stay with a mutual friend of ours, Jodi, while he went on an overnight fishing trip. I agreed, not knowing that my husband had set me up.
It was a normal evening, until Jodi suggested we get into our pajamas and go to bed. I had no idea what she had in mind. I slipped out of my clothes and put on an oversize T-shirt. I turned to see that Jodi had returned to my doorway. I was amazed! She was wearing nothing but a white mesh bodysuit. Her long red hair barely covered her hard nipples as they poked out through the mesh holes. Her pussy hair was framed perfectly between two great legs. I turned away from her, embarrassed that the sight of her had turned me on so much. I heard her walk up behind me, felt her hands encircle my body and slowly come up under my shirt to cup my tits. It felt so good with her hard nipples rubbing on my back. I said, “Jodi, what are you doing?”
“Relax and enjoy it,” she said. “Let me teach you.” After pulling my shirt up over my head, she told me to remain standing as she lowered herself to the floor. She firmly grabbed the top of my panties and slid them off. I jumped as I felt her head come up between my legs, pushing them far apart. Her wet mouth quickly found my equally wet pussy. I rubbed my tits as she licked and fucked my cunt with her tongue. I thought I would explode. She gently pinched my clit between her fingers with great expertise. She pulled me down to the floor with her, and guided my mouth to her waiting cunt. I had never tasted anything so sweet and wet. I licked her clit like a lollipop. She pulled my head up and rubbed our crotches together, back and forth. It was amazing. She reached out and grabbed my nipples, sending us both over the edge. We both creamed from pure pleasure as our cunts overflowed with juice. She bent over and lapped mine like a cat drinking milk. Soon we were both asleep from exhaustion.
I felt I had to confess my night of pleasure to my husband the next morning. He chuckled, and said, “I know all about it.” I could have smacked him. Instead, I grabbed his cock and suggested we invite Jodi over for dinner. I was excited to show him what I learned, and he was more than happy to see it all.
—K. M., Maryland
Coffee Clutch
I have been married for many years and have two kids. Sex in our marriage is wonderfully fulfilling and varied. Jed and I have been swinging for the last several years with other couples. Occasionally, we invite males and females into our bedroom.
I had been mysteriously drawn to our friend, Dahlia, and felt a strong desire for close contact with her whenever I thought of her. When my husband and I were with her and her husband, Wilson, about once a month or so, I had increasingly concentrated on touching her. I finally expressed my feelings to her one day over a cup of coffee. With a radiant smile, she leaned over and put her soft lips on mine. Her warm, wet, velvet touch shot like lightning through my body. Blood surged to my brain and awakened a sweet, powerful desire. I opened my mouth, and our tongues met and danced a delicate ballet of love. Dahlia’s natural sweetness overwhelmed me, and I felt weak. When I finally broke the kiss, I gasped, “Darling, you make me feel mushy and
soo
good.”
We resumed our kissing for an eternity. Then she whispered, “Let’s go to the bedroom.” We undressed each other slowly, our lips glued together all the while. We finally lay naked, side by side, arms around each other. Our bodies touched lightly, Dahlia’s voluptuous breasts weighing against mine. I gently reached around her back and very slowly traced my hand lower until my fingers felt the cleavage of her bottom. I continued more slowly, and finally reached the silky hair and her swollen pussy lips. They were wet, and with ease I slipped my middle finger between those lips. Her head moved away, just a few inches from mine. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open and wet, her breathing heavy and fast. I increased the pressure inside of her as she responded, meeting my movements with quick thrusts of her pelvis. She finally locked her arms around me and screamed her familiar, hoarse orgasmic cries.