Our well-built friend stood up, his still-hard cock bobbing in the air. On my knees, I started to suck his enormous log. I sucked the end, and Connie licked the base and his balls. Within seconds he was shooting cream all over my face, chin, and tits. I just smiled as I felt the warm liquid run down the front of me. Connie crawled over to me and began licking the come off my face. Her tongue swirled over my cheeks and into my mouth. I had never kissed another woman before, and boy did I love it!
Ron sat down and watched us lick each other’s face. We soon moved our mouths to each other’s pussies. We sucked and finger-fucked each other long and hard, barely hearing Ron say he had to go. He left us locked in each other’s legs. Since then we haven’t enjoyed another penis as much as Ron’s, but we’re enjoying each other a lot more!
— J. A., Pennsylvania
Playing Doctor
It was late Sunday afternoon and the hospital was quiet. Just forty-eight hours before, my lover had had surgery on his foot. Now we were sitting on a bench outside the hospital, his hand was inside my jeans playing with my dripping-wet pussy, and mine was inside his shorts giving his forever-hard dick a hand job. No matter the situation, we are two people who can’t get enough of each other.
As the wetness between my legs was beginning to make its mark on my jeans, and our playing with each other was getting far too hot for the bench, we decided to try out the deserted cardiology ward. Because of his crutches, his movement was limited, and I was able to have my way with him. As he braced himself with a handrail, I knelt in front of him, unbuttoned his shorts, and released his huge throbbing dick. Taking him into my mouth, I nibbled, swirled my tongue, and thoroughly encompassed that gorgeous rod with my mouth. He says I give the best blowjobs, and I was determined to do justice to those words.
Soon we heard voices and decided to head out to the car in the parking lot for some privacy. As soon as we got into the car, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I quickly shed my pants and climbed on top of him, pushing his shorts to the floor. I was dripping wet, and he was as hard as a rock-that cock was just waiting for my pussy to bring it home. Sliding my wet lips back and forth over his dick and then stopping to rub my clit over the tip of that glorious head, I slowly lowered myself on his dick, taking every bit of him deep inside of me.
His mouth worked mine feverishly, and then he pulled off my shirt. He took each breast in his mouth, gently biting the nipples and sucking hard, the way I like it. All this time I was riding him like there was no tomorrow. Somehow he managed to get on top of me, and he was suddenly ramming me from above. I held on to him, digging my fingernails into his back, causing him to groan and sigh.
By this time all of the windows were fogged up, so we opened the door to cool off. The cold evening air felt so incredible on our hot, glistening bodies, so we climbed out-both of us naked-and continued to work each other over on the grass. He finger-fucked me until I grabbed his dick and placed it against my clit-an indication that I wanted to be fucked, immediately! With my juices dripping down my ass, our bodies melted together, his fantastic dick riding high in my love canal-we were one with the night. In fact, we were so into each other that we hadn’t even noticed that another car had parked next to us while we were there.
— F. I., Massachusetts
The Art of Fencing
We were standing in front of a chain-link fence that surrounded a school yard. Suddenly he turned to me and started kissing me passionately. I responded by putting my arm around his neck to hold him closer. I could feel his hands starting to move across my hardened nipples. I couldn’t help but let out a short, soft moan. I just wanted him to take me. He was so sure of every move, almost as if it were a plan of attack. He lifted my blouse, exposing my soft white breasts. Softly touching me, fondling my nipples, kissing my breasts, and caressing my ass, he kissed his way down my body and finally reached my hungry, waiting snatch. With every part of me turning to Jell-O, he continued to kiss my clitoris until I had to beg him to stop.
At last I had a chance to begin making him feel as good as I could. We began kissing as I undressed him, unzipping his pants and putting my hand around his hard, warm cock. I couldn’t believe how perfect he was, such a round, plump head and a long, thick shaft-just right for sucking.
I slowly started to move up and down his shaft, burying my nose in his pubic hair. I could taste the drops of sweet precome as I went back up. He seemed anxious to get started as he pulled me to my feet.
To add a little spice to the situation, I climbed up onto the fence. He immediately followed, coming up behind me, kissing my shoulders, and trying to find a good hole to bury his hard cock in. I took his tool in my hand and directed it into my soft, wet pussy. His rolling motions got me so hot, I began to offer myself to him by bucking my hips and pressing myself against him. I could feel him growing harder, so I slowed the pace. Then, with a sudden burst of energy, he exploded deep inside me.
Suddenly, he went calm and released his grip from the fence. Waiting for me to join him on the ground, he helped me down. We hugged and kissed, then he whispered how much he’d like to try this playground again.
— J. H., Virginia
Stealing the Show
I knew it would be a memorable evening-a romantic French dinner, live music, and a night of intense lovemaking. What occurred during the evening could not have been anticipated in my wildest fantasies.
My boyfriend and I began the evening with a delicious meal over candlelight. We sat at a private table tucked away in the back of the restaurant. With the exception of occasional waiter visits, it felt as if we were the only people around. As the meal progressed, my desire for Sam grew more intense. His flirtatious gestures, sexy brown eyes, and captivating smile, coupled with intriguing conversation, left my mind wandering in a wonderfully naughty direction! How I would have loved to sneak under the table, wrap my lips around his dick, and cleanse my palate with his sweet, hot semen! How was I going to last through the performance without satisfying my craving?
We continued to tantalize and tease each other throughout the meal, to the point that we were late for the show. There was no doubt that we wanted to skip the performance and devour each other at home, but we chose not to waste the tickets. We settled into our seats, awaiting what promised to be a great production. What we didn’t realize was that we’d be the best entertainment.
The lights dimmed, and the music began playing. I tried hard to concentrate on the singing, but my thoughts kept returning to seducing Sam. My hands began gliding over his firm thighs. Knowing that those muscular legs powered the thrusts of his hard cock into me-something I wanted very badly right then-made my pussy swell with desire. Feeling his large bulge was too much. There had to be a way to have him!
During intermission I slipped into the ladies’ room and slipped off my panties and stockings. With only a miniskirt on, Sam could have easy access to my starving box. Almost instantly he noticed my bare legs. He gave me a mischievous smile and whisked me to the balcony. Within minutes we were settled in a secluded section that must have been reserved for us. Sam spread my legs and revealed a sopping pussy. I covered my fingers with creamy juices and slipped them into his warm, soft mouth. His skillful tongue and succulent lips savored every drop.
Wasting no time, he buried his fingers in my swollen cunt, teasingly finger-fucking me to near orgasm. Occasionally, others would glance over, but the tempo was picking up, and I just couldn’t be stopped. I felt Sam’s shaft-it was very firm and very ready to be swallowed up by my quivering pussy. Pulling my miniskirt to my waist, I straddled him and was enraptured by the feeling of his rock-hard cock plunging into me. I gripped his thighs and held on as he thrust in slow, deep pulses. Sam continued rhythmically gliding in and out, bringing me closer to climax with each stroke. I could barely keep from screaming with pleasure, but I had to. Others’ stares forced us to slow our pace, though we never stopped. Sam stroked my clit and caressed my erect nipples. When there were no eyes on us, he pulled my skirt higher and resumed fucking me. As all of my sensations peaked, I moaned in ecstasy as I came, pouring juices down Sam’s balls. I sank back, cushioned by his muscular body, and relished the tingling feeling throughout my body.