“You got it,” he said.
“When the time comes,” I said, “I would like to have a three-some with you and Louise.”
“Sure,” he said. “We would have a great time.”
“So, tonight, same time?” I asked.
Just then I heard the shower going, and went to join Louise. I knew the evening would be fantastic because, knowing I’d be watching, he had promised to fuck her well.
That evening I tried to replay the night before. This time I crept to the living room and watched my new partner in fantasy.
I loved the whole thing. I came all over the curtains, watching them fuck in every position. His handsome cock was like a giant piston as he thrust deep in Louise’s cunt. I have never enjoyed sex or fantasy so much. I rushed back to bed just as they both orgasmed. Again she ran to me, spread her ass-cheeks and sat on my face.
“Eat me. Lick my hot pussy,” she cried. Again I swallowed her come and his. It was fantastic. My orgasms were so powerful I almost fainted. He certainly filled her up with his seed.
Louise and her not-so-secret lover have repeated this hot and nasty sex session about fifteen times now. I know she wants to tell me, but deep down she realizes I know. For now, things are too good to blow her cover.
Sometimes I watch through the cracks. Other times I lie in bed and listen to their cries of passion, always waiting for my turn in the fantasy. Soon I will share with you our threesomes.—
A.B., Fort Lauderdale, Florida
CHICAGO COPPERS DISPLAY IRON-HARD RODS IN STEEL TOWN, USA
I’m writing this letter to let you know about an amazing event that I experienced, and which I am finding impossible to forget.
Alex and I have been partners for about seven years. Not sexual partners, squad partners—we’re cops. We both work the juvenile section of our police department.
Last month Alex and I went to a convention in Pittsburgh for five days. We spent the first night there checking out the town and doing some drinking. The next day we had to sit in seminars all day long, and by the time evening came we were ready to let loose again. We went to our room and cleaned up, and then we went out to dinner. After that, not wanting to spend a lot of money, we picked up a couple of fuck magazines and went back to the room. First thing I did was take a shit, and while I was in the bathroom I decided to wash my face, using one of the hotel washcloths. When I came out of the bathroom, Alex was lying naked on his bed reading one of the magazines we had picked up.
We’ve been to these conventions before, and we’ve learned a lot about each other. After being partners for as long as we have, you know so much about the other guy you don’t even think about it. I probably know as much about Alex’s personal habits as his wife—that’s how long we’ve been together.
I grabbed one of the other magazines and lay on my bed, going through and looking at the great-looking cunts which were plastered on every page. After a while, I looked over at Alex. His prick was starting to grow out of the dark pubic hair which covered his balls and cock. Alex saw I was looking and said, “Man, I’m horny.”
“Me, too,” I said. “But don’t forget, we promised our wives we would not fool around with any women on this trip.”
Alex said that still did not stop him from being horny. As we lay on the two beds, I noticed that every once in a while Alex would pull on his cock, making it grow even larger than it was before.
Now, reading the magazines and watching Alex pull on his prick was about all it took for my own prick to start getting hard. Alex kept reading and pulling his cock when all of a sudden he said to me, “Hey, read this letter,” and he passed the magazine to me. The letter was about two gay men and how they liked to suck each other off. After I read the letter, Alex asked if I had ever done anything with a guy. I told him that once, when I was in the army, this guy and I fooled around and jacked each other off. Alex then said that once, when he was in college, he and another guy on the football team sucked each other off.
“Get the fuck out of here,” I said. “You, king dick of the Ninth Precinct, have sucked cock?”
“What did I tell you, man. Yes, I sucked a dick.”
“What was it like? I mean, what did it taste like?”
“I don’t even remember, brotherman. It was a long time ago. I barely even remember doing it. It’s more like I remember remembering doing it. You know what I mean?”
“No.”
“Well...ah hell, forget it. What do you remember about jacking another man off?”
I told him that it was a lot of fun at the time. Alex and I kept talking, and soon the conversation turned to the things we did with our wives. The longer we talked, the harder our cocks grew. Alex’s prick had a drop of pre-come hanging off the tip which looked like a pearl in the light. I told Alex how one night, when my wife and I were having sex, she was in a silly mood and after she sucked my cock she came up and kissed me, squirting the last few drops of my own come into my mouth. Alex, at hearing this, reached over and took hold of my prick and started rubbing it back and forth.
“Alex,” I said, “we have been through so many things together, if you’re interested, we can try something together.”
When Alex heard this, he moved over to my bed and placed his head on my thigh. When he saw that I was receptive, he moved around on the bed so that his prick was just an inch away from my mouth. I watched in amazement as Alex moved his own head and in one quick movement caught the head of my cock in his lips and sucked with just a slight amount of wetness covering my prick. After a minute, Alex’s saliva covered that entire length of my cock. As Alex worked on my cock, I pushed my tongue out and took a drop of pre-come from the head of his prick. It was not salty or bitter, just sticky. Then I moved my own head and let the head of his prick slide into my mouth. The warmth of his prick was a surprise to me, and the soft skin felt very good in my mouth.
I sucked on Alex’s hard prick for a while, then let it slip from my lips and took one of his balls into my mouth. After sucking on his balls, I slipped my tongue to the base of his prick.
“Please take my cock back into your mouth,” Alex implored me.
As I let his prick reenter my mouth, Alex let mine slip from his mouth and yelled that he was going to shoot a load, begging me not to stop. I felt Alex’s prick grow in size, and then I felt it start to pulsate between my lips. All at once, Alex grabbed the back of my head and rammed his prick all the way to the back of my throat. Alex moaned a loud moan as shot after shot of his warm come splashed down my throat. I felt like I was in Paris or Budapest or some other place I’ve never been, but I was happy to be there. Feeling that gusher go off in your own mouth and knowing that it is due to your own ministrations, is the most amazing experience in the world.
After Alex was finished coming and I had licked his prick clean, Alex asked me to stand up next to the bed. When I was standing, Alex got on the floor and knelt between my legs, reaching a hand around my ass and pulling my cock deep into his mouth. Alex then started to push and pull on my ass, which caused me to fuck his mouth. I knew that at this pace I was going to come in no time at all. As Alex kept sucking and licking the head of my prick, my legs started to shake and Alex had to hold me up.
First gradually and then quickly, I felt my load of come start at my toes and move through my body. When I warned Alex that my come was on the way, he pulled me closer to him. Faster and faster his head moved. Then my come came rushing up from my balls, through my cock and onto Alex’s tongue. Load after load shot out of me and into Alex’s mouth. After he finished swallowing every last drop, we fell together on the bed and rested.
After that, the rest of the trip was spent in our room finding out all we could about each other.—
F.W., Chicago, Illinois
LITTLE GUY FEELS STRONG WHEN HE FEELS BIG GUY’S COCK BEHIND HIM
My story starts about two days after my wife left me for, in her words, a “real man.” To put it plainly, this guy is six-foot-two, weighs one hundred ninety pounds and, to hear my wife tell it, is hung like a horse.
I am a rather small man—five-foot-eight, a hundred and thirty—and I have a very small cock. But when we married we were both virgins, and for a couple of years my wife was satisfied—probably because she didn’t know what she was missing. Then she met Arnold at work, and they had an affair. Soon she told me to hit the road because she had found a real man that could fuck like a wild man.
Two nights later I was sitting at a bar trying to drink my problems away. This club is next door to a large motel and truck stop. I picked this spot because it has lots of truckers who come in to drink, and I thought that I might feel more manly being around these guys.
After a while, a trucker sat down beside me at the bar. He was a large man with a beard and a rather large beer belly. His voice was very deep and his eyes had a rather vacuous look in them. He was dressed in tight pants and a T-shirt. His arms were very muscular and hairy. He also had a bulge in his pants that no one could help noticing. But at that time, I had no interest in other men’s cocks, only the lack of mine.
We started talking and doing some serious drinking. After some drinks I was getting pretty drunk and started telling him my troubles. He was a good listener and told me that he felt bad for me.
Well, around two in the morning, the bar gave last call, and I was drunk as hell. My new friend, Gene, asked me where I lived. I told him across town. He said he had a room at the motel and that, since I was too drunk to drive, I should stay there the night.
We left my car in the bar parking lot and walked the short distance to the motel.
His room was small but clean. Also, it only had one bed, but he told me not to worry, we would be fine.
Well, I hardly remember getting undressed and into bed.
I don’t know how long I slept, but something woke me up. I was still a little drunk and had a hard time remembering where I was, but knew someone was in bed with me, because there was a large hand rubbing my ass and a great mass of hair against the back of my neck. The face behind the hair was licking and biting my neck.
I could feel the hand going inside of my underwear and then a large finger sliding up and down the crack of my ass.
Suddenly I remembered where I was and whose hand it was. What a crazy night, I thought.
Finally, I asked Gene just exactly what he thought he was doing.
“You feel just like a girl,” was all he said.
At first I thought I was with a crazy man, but then I thought about it and it made perfect sense. Except for the fact I don’t have tits and a pussy, I am like a girl. I barely have any hair on my body, and my skin is soft and smooth like a girl’s. Gene said that my ass was so round and firm that he couldn’t help himself. It felt faintly intriguing to be attractive to someone, even though the someone in question was kind of like that big hulk of a man in
Moby Dick.
I thought I might as well relax and enjoy the attention.
Then Gene started removing my underwear, rubbing his hands and then his legs all over my fine little behind. All the while he was still nibbling my neck. It tickled, especially with that beard.
Needless to say, I was apprehensive, but my life had taken such a strange turn that anything new is welcome.
Gene then lifted my top leg and started sliding a very large dick between the cheeks of my ass. Then, still nibbling my neck, he reached a hand around and started tweaking my nipples.
I don’t know what happened, but suddenly I was very turned on. Like I said, it was nice to feel attractive to another person after feeling inadequate for so long. I had heard how much pain is felt the first time someone gets fucked up the ass, but I needed the human contact. I then relaxed and started moving my ass against that great cock. Gene asked me if this meant that I wanted to fuck. In a very small, feminine voice that surprised me, I said yes.
With that, Gene got up and went into the bathroom. When he came back he left the bathroom light on and the door about half open. As he walked back to the bed, I could see him clearly, completely nude, for the first time. That is when I realized I was in for a wild night. Gene was every inch of six feet four inches tall with very wide shoulders and a massive chest. His legs looked like two oak trees, very thick and muscular. His whole body, including his shoulders and back, was covered with thick, black hair. And between his legs was the biggest, thickest dick I have ever seen, and that’s not counting the two huge balls that hung beneath his ass.
He was standing next to the bed, and suddenly I had a very strong urge to touch him. I slid across the bed and very softly caressed his balls. Then I ran my hand up and down that beautiful cock. It wasn’t all the way hard yet, but it was already eight inches long and as big around as my fist.
Gene then put his hand behind my head and pulled my face to his nuts. At first I only let them rub against my face. Gene asked me to lick and suck them. I slowly ran my tongue over and around each nut. I found that they tasted great, all sweaty and salty, so I took one in my mouth. It filled my entire mouth, and I tried hard not to bite him. The smell of him intoxicated me (even more than I already was) and I felt like I was on LSD.
After I licked and sucked both nuts, Gene moved me over on the bed and lay down beside me. In a gruff voice that I found made me weak and very ready to love him, he implored me to suck his dick. I had never done this before, but being a man I knew what would feel good. I slowly ran my tongue around the head of his dick, letting my saliva run down the shaft and onto his legs and balls. I then took the shaft into my mouth and started slowly swallowing that monster an inch at a time until I had about half of it in my mouth.
When I couldn’t take any more, I started sliding my mouth up and down very slowly, being careful not to let my teeth hurt him. Then I started going faster and, to my surprise, taking more and more dick down my throat. I wasn’t even gagging. Gene started moaning and bucking his hips. I knew he was going to come, so I increased the speed and just kept swallowing dick. At last Gene grabbed me behind the head and pulled my head down real hard. I could feel the head of his dick at the back of my throat, his balls slapping me in the face and gobs and gobs of come squirting down my throat. I lay very still and swallowed all of his love jism that I could.