We finish showering, washing each other’s tired bodies. Snuggling in the blanket on the living-room floor, we listen to the music, taking in the night and finishing the drinks we’d started hours ago.
—S. C., California
Make a Wish
As the date of my twenty-second birthday approached, I was looking forward to it, but I wasn’t expecting anything out of the ordinary. Little did I know that was exactly what was in store for me. The night before my birthday, my boyfriend called me. “Come on over,” he said. “Your birthday begins at 12 A.M. sharp, and we don’t want to waste any time.” He refused to tell me what was going on. He would only say that it would be a birthday I would never forget.
When I arrived at his house, I immediately noticed that mischievous smile on his face. “Happy birthday,” he whispered in my ear. “What are you going to wish for?” I thought I would try to shock him with my answer, so I replied, “Oh, I don’t know. How about one orgasm for each of my birthdays.” Without the slightest hesitation, my boyfriend replied, “Well, I think that can be arranged.” Then he handed me a package and said, “I think this will help make your wish come true.” I proceeded to open the box, and soon discovered that I was the proud owner of a beautiful, new, state-of-the-art vibrator! It was made of soft, flexible rubber, and the base of the phallus was filled with rotating multi-colored beads that—according to the owner’s manual—were designed to stimulate the G-spot like nothing else could. The most curious feature of my new toy, however, was the rabbit’s head that, when the shaft was inserted, tickled the clitoris. As my initial shock wore off (I was a vibrator virgin), I became highly aroused by this complex piece of equipment. I looked up at my boyfriend, and said, “What a lovely gift. Shall we give Mr. Rabbit a try?”
After we entered the bedroom, my boyfriend started to kiss me all over my face, neck, and ears. He started to nibble and suck on my earlobes, which he knows drives me absolutely wild. By the time he laid me down on the bed, I was pushing his face down toward my breasts, dying for him to lick and kiss my nipples. He slowly began to unbutton my blouse, but I was too impatient and ripped it off for him. “Suck my tits, please,” I whispered in his ear. As his tongue swirled around my nipple and flicked from one breast to the other, his hand traveled down to caress my inner thighs. By this time I was going wild and soon had the rest of my clothes off. When I reached out to take his clothes off, too, he stopped me. “Not yet,” he said with a smile. His tongue continued its workout, moving down my body to finally reach my soaking-wet pussy. I moaned with relief as he began to send me into delirium with short, even strokes. “Make me come!” I screamed out, unable to contain myself any longer.
He paused long enough to flash me a wicked grin, then began to give me a true tongue-lashing. As he expertly sucked and licked my clit, I started to buck my hips up to drive his tongue deeper into my pulsating cunt. Suddenly I let out a howl as waves of orgasm flashed through my body. Before the last contraction had even ended, my boyfriend had Mr. Rabbit fired up and ready to go. He inserted the huge rubber cock into my hungry box, and the strong electric vibrations immediately made me cry with pleasure. He pushed the device in farther, and I could feel the rotating beads pressing against my G-spot. I had never before experienced such a sensation, and I felt as if I were coming in buckets. The combination of the gyrating beads and the rabbit ears swirling over my clit was sending me into orgasm after orgasm, each one stronger than the last.
Finally, after what seemed like hours of endless orgasms, my boyfriend said to me, “It seems as though your birthday wish is about to come true after all.” I could only answer, “Not yet,” as I reached out to pull his completely hard cock out of his pants. I ran my tongue down the length of his shaft and flicked my tongue over his balls. He let out a soft moan, and I sucked him with gusto. I brought him to the brink, and felt his body tense with impending orgasm. Then he pulled away from me and said, “I’m going to make sure your twenty-second birthday is the one you will never forget.” He flipped me over onto all fours and entered me from behind. As I felt his steel rod slide into me, I gasped and started to grind against him. We were soon fucking like two wild animals, and just as I started to feel the most intense orgasm of the evening, his rock-hard cock exploded inside me, rocking my body with an earth-shattering finale.
We continued our escapade for many hours, and my birthday wish more than came true that night. In fact, I had over sixty orgasms that night, making me a golden girl! Needless to say, this birthday gift will keep on giving.
—S. A., California
Big Tippers
I’m a thirty-five-year-old divorcee. One afternoon a coworker and I had lunch at a very chic restaurant and were served by the most gorgeous waiter either of us had ever seen. We tried to get to know him better, but he was as cold as ice. It took a year of lunches for us to begin to break through, but he finally agreed to let us buy him dinner for his twenty-third birthday.
We thought he was really shy at heart, so we plotted to build up our birthday boy’s self-esteem. We sat him between us in a booth in the most elegant restaurant in town. Somehow, my girlfriend turned the conversation around to blowjobs while I nibbled provocatively on some berries and cream. We had promised to deliver him back to his apartment after dinner, and so we did. Not surprisingly, he invited us in.
The moment the door closed, we guided him right down onto the soft carpet and took turns licking down his stomach to his throbbing cock. Then we both took turns kissing and caressing our prize. I stared intently into his eyes, running my fingers over his chest, as my girlfriend’s red mane bobbed up and down on his engorged cock. He came without a sound.
He kissed us both shyly, then said he had to get dressed to work the night shift. We lay there, hot and wet but without complaint. The next time we had lunch at his restaurant, our waiter was as cold as ever! Why were we surprised? Oh well, the obsession goes on!
—H. L., California
Making My Mark
This is for all the men out there who dream about threesomes, especially the ones who will never get to experience one. But mainly, this is for my husband, Eddie. One of his fantasies is now a wonderful memory, and I hope he gets as excited while reading about it as he did while experiencing it for the first time.
A good friend of ours, Mark, and I set this up as a nice surprise for Eddie’s birthday. We started out with some beers and a porno movie, which we had never done before.
A few minutes into the video, Mark came over and sat right next to me on the couch. He casually unbuttoned my blouse and played with my boobs very slowly and gently. After thirty seconds of this, I was ready for anything. I reached over and tickled his member through his jeans. It immediately jumped up. We continued this for a few minutes, then slowly undressed each other.
Mark started sucking my right nipple and fingering “Hilda”—my pussy—which was by that time real wet. Eddie decided to join in on the fun and started sucking my left nipple. I reached over and played with his already enlarged toy. All this went on while I alternated kissing one, then the other. This was heaven on earth. Shortly thereafter, Mark moved between my legs. His tongue went in and out of my pussy while he tickled the insides of my thighs with his fingertips. All this time Eddie was still sucking and licking my nipples. What a wonderful feeling!
I whispered in Eddie’s ear that I wanted to suck him off. He got into position so I could. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft and around the head. He was larger than ever before and filled my entire mouth. I slowly moved my mouth up and down and tickled his balls with my fingers. He was still playing with my tits and getting really excited watching Mark between my legs.
I started teasing his crack with my fingers, and he shot a huge load into my mouth. Even after doing that, he was still rock-hard.
At about that time, I exploded. He came up for air, my juices all over his face and his member still waiting for attention. Mark sat on the couch with his legs outstretched. I immediately got into position to return the favor. As I was sucking his cock and lightly pinching his nipples, Eddie knelt behind me and started pumping me from behind. Both guys enjoyed watching each other get their rocks off with me in the middle. And I loved every minute of the attention.
We never did finish watching the porno movie, but we had such a good time that we have repeated the scene many times since then—with Mark and with other people. So wait for the next episode—I’ll write again soon!
—C. P., Illinois
People Fucking
I am going to tell you a true story of what I did for my husband’s birthday last year. Let’s preface this by saying that we have the most wild, crazy, lustful, wonderful sex life that any couple could want.
Last year on Marty’s birthday, I told him that he was not to come home from work until 7:30 P.M. I had arranged for two people to help celebrate his night with me, Lori and Mabel. Both ladies are erotic dancers who work in a club in L.A. Lori was to arrive first, and Mabel was supposed to come at about nine o’clock. Lori had performed for my husband on two previous occasions—for his best friend’s and his own bachelor parties. (I helped arrange his bachelor party, too, but that’s another story.) Lori is a voluptuous strawberry blonde, and she’s very much to the point when it comes to entertaining men. She goes for it all, and, as my husband put it, “She’s hot.”
She showed up at the house all dolled up and ready for Marty and me. Lori likes both women and men, and she doesn’t try to hide it. It definitely made for an interesting time. She started by taking off her clothes for my husband and putting her tits in his face as I watched. Then she began to get down and horny. She rubbed her body all over Marty, and she made me sit down next to him so she could get to both of us. The part I remember best was when she sat down and made Marty get up and take his clothes off. She spread her legs and wanted him to eat her, which he did in no time. Marty eats pussy like an expert. He laps your pussy with his whole tongue—it is so soft and wet— and his busy hands finger you and rub your tits. Every woman should experience this once in her lifetime. I loved watching him eat her—it made my pussy so wet and hot. As he continued to eat her pussy, I crawled underneath him, between her legs, and began to suck and lick his dick and balls. I love licking and sucking on his dick, and feeling him get hard in my mouth.
Finally, he made her come so good that she screamed—so loud I thought the neighbors would hear. Then we switched positions, and I started licking her pussy while Marty got behind me and fucked me doggie style. It was evident that he was incredibly excited, because he came so quickly inside my cunt (he normally lasts for an hour or so). We had fantasized about this for a long time, and actually to see it was far better than I had imagined. I also remember leaving the room after I ate her (we took turns doing what we wanted with her) and returning to see Lori lying on the floor with a bottle of honey and a spoon, and Marty laying on top of her, licking it off wherever she applied it on her body—her tits, her stomach, her pussy, et cetera. This was great, and I loved watching them. But I wanted to eat her again, so I stuck my head between their legs and started licking her pussy. She tasted so good I couldn’t get enough of her. After she came in my mouth, we were all still horny. But knew that she had to leave, and that Mabel was due to arrive any minute. We all agreed that we would have to get together again sometime. She told us to enjoy Mabel, and from the way she said it, it was clear that
she
had.
Marty had never met Mabel before. I had attended two of her “Strip for Your Lover” classes, and had wanted her ever since I had first seen her. This woman is the most erotic person I have ever met. She is so incredibly sensual. She arrived at the house at exactly nine o’clock and wanted to go straight into the bed-room to change. She asked me to come with her. When I did, she asked me what I thought he would like to see her dressed in. I said anything black, perhaps what she had worn to teach the class to strip (a short, tight black skirt, a black-leather jacket, black fishnet stockings, and black six-inch heels). She wanted me to watch her change and help her get into the outfit. This made me very hot as I brushed up against her, stroking her body and fondling her breasts. I wanted to continue feeling her all over, but I thought we’d better stop for now and go see how Marty was doing. When she was ready, we both went to the living room to see how he was handling the waiting. We could both tell that he was more than ready to begin, so she told him to put on some music for her, sit down, and then let go and enjoy it. You cannot imagine how erotic this woman is. I knew that he was going to enjoy watching her.
She started taking off her clothes so very slowly, and she kept incredible eye contact with my husband. She had him help take off her fishnet hose, and spread her legs for him. When she had stripped, she got up, went over to Marty, and slowly rubbed her body down his, breathing heavily on his neck and ears and driving him crazy. She lay on her back and teased him, raising her legs in the air—first closed, then spreading them wide open for him to see her hot little pussy. Then she got up and got some baby oil and a sheet. She laid the sheet on the floor and poured oil all over her body. She had a long string of pearls, and she turned around so her ass was facing him and slowly pulled the pearls up through her pussy and ass. Marty loved it. She was very sexy in her movements, and she loved rubbing up against him.
When she was completely oiled up, she came over to me and asked if I would mind if she lay on top of him, breathing on his neck and getting all of us very aroused. Marty had on his shorts, and I wish he had taken them off. I wanted to see him all oily with Mabel, and see his dick rub all over her body. She stood up over him and danced so that he could see her pussy right above his head. She made my pussy so wet. I loved watching them. When she was finished dancing, she asked me to come to the bedroom with her, and she told me that her pussy was so hot and wet. She said that Marty was so sexy and his hands were so soft and big. She made me feel between her legs to make sure she wasn’t lying about her pussy. She was dripping wet. I left my hand there for a few minutes and played with her wet cunt. She was loving it. I wanted so badly to get on my knees and lick her cunt, but she had another appointment, and I knew she had to leave soon.