I was now humping the sofa. Sylvia was fucking herself on my hand, and the two dancers were engaged in what appeared to be a realistic session of mutual oral sex. It’s a good thing their moans were so genuine-sounding; otherwise, my own gasping would have given away what we were up to in the darkened corner. Sylvia pushed herself down against my finger, and it slid all the way into her.
I had never touched another woman’s pussy before, and the sensations were incredible. Her juices were all over my hand, and I could feel her muscles gripping my finger, trying to pull it in deeper.
Suddenly the whole scene caught up with me. The sights, sounds, and now even the smells burned themselves into me. I could smell a combination of Sylvia’s perfume and her sex. It seemed that everyone had an orgasm at the same time. The girls on the floor did a very convincing job of squealing and moaning as they humped each other’s faces. Sylvia gripped my waist and flooded my fingers with her hot, sticky juice. I came so hard that I almost fell over the couch. I bit my lip to keep from crying out, and Sylvia’s hands kept me on my feet.
The rest of the lights went out for about thirty seconds, and when they came back on the two dancers were wearing white robes, standing side by side in front of the fireplace, smiling broadly. I took advantage of the darkness to slip my hand out of Sylvia’s crotch, and she moved to stand beside me. After a moment of stunned silence, we began to applaud. The dancers took a bow and headed to the bedroom to get dressed.
As I applauded, I could smell Sylvia’s sweet scent on my fingers. I looked down at her, and she gave me an innocent smile. Making sure no one was looking, I slipped my middle finger into my mouth and sucked in her sweet honey. It was delicious. Sylvia blushed deeply and giggled.
The party broke up shortly after the dancers left.
Everyone was whispering about how wonderful the show had been. I said my good-byes and headed for the door. Sylvia was leaning against the wall with a drink. She glowed as if she had just finished making love, and I guess she had.
We smiled at each other and hugged. I whispered in her ear that she was welcome to visit my room for a nightcap. Sadly, she had to stay behind and help Janine make final preparations for the next day. I returned to my room and soaked in the bathtub for a long time, fantasizing that Sylvia had chosen to join me.
The wedding went as planned. At the reception, Sylvia and I spent a lot of time together. When it was time to go, she took my hand, pulled me into the coat closet, and kissed me long and hard. After all that had happened the night before, this was my very first kiss with a woman. I promised to look her up on my next trip to San Francisco. We exchanged phone numbers and addresses. It just might be Sylvia and not Janine who will be the reason for my next visit.
— R. G., Idaho
While John’s Away.
One day after I came home from work I picked up the mail and ran inside to get out of the rain. Changing into some dry clothes, I sat on the couch with the mail and spotted a letter from my boyfriend John. He’s in the Navy and is sometimes gone for weeks at a time. I was so excited to see anything from him. I always write him about the adventures that my friend Judy and I get into, and he writes back telling me what he’s going to do to me and Judy when he gets home. As I continued to read his letter I got so horny, I found myself rubbing my pussy. Suddenly in the mood, I popped my favorite porn tape into the VCR. I like to watch two guys and a girl get it on. It gets me so hot.
A couple of minutes into the flick I had to take off my sweatpants. I reached down and touched my wet, aching pussy, then brought my fingers to my lips so I could taste the sweet juices. I opened the drawer to our end table and pulled out my vibrator, a set of vibrating beads, and some lubricant. I quickly lubed the beads, turned them on, and started plunging them into my ass. The vibrator was next. It began to buzz as I moved it around my clit, occasionally dipping into my pussy.
I was just about to come when the doorbell rang. I popped the vibrator into the drawer, hit the POWER button on the remote, grabbed my sweats, ran to the bed-room, put on a robe, and came out to answer the door. It was Judy. I told her to come in out of the rain. Knowing that John had been gone for three weeks, she asked me how I was doing. I said I was okay but that I couldn’t wait for John to get back. Then she saw that I was wearing only a robe. “Did I come at a bad time?” she asked.
I said, “No. You came just in time.”
I grabbed her hands and put them on my hips. She jerked backward, and said, “What the hell was that?” What she felt was the anal beads still vibrating inside me. I told her to go sit on the couch and I’d show her. She sat down, and I stood with my back to her. I dropped my robe and bent over, exposing my vibrating crevice. She was fascinated, staring at the control switch that dangled in the air. Her eyes slowly moved up the wire until the wire disappeared into my ass. She asked me how it felt, and I told her it felt wonderful. She reached up and gave a little pull on the wire until one of the beads popped out. I told her to go ahead and pull them all out. As she pulled them out one by one, I was getting hornier.
When the last one came out, I pulled another set of beads from the drawer and told her to try them out. She was quickly out of her clothes and sitting next to me on the couch. With beads in hand, she asked me for some help, and I was happy to assist her. I sat in front of the couch as she leaned back and spread her legs. I put a little lube on the beads, turned them on, and gently slipped the first one into her rectum. She laughed and said it tickled a bit. I inserted the other three beads and asked how they felt. She gave another laugh and said, “Pretty good.” Then I kissed her inner thigh, inching my way up to her love box. I glanced up at her, and she gave me a big smile as my tongue roamed around her semiwet pussy. I continued to lick, concentrating on her swollen clit. She started to moan. Then she screamed, “Fuck me!” I reached up and shoved three fingers into her beckoning hole, and she moaned with relief.
It didn’t take long for her to come. When she did, my mouth was filled with her sweet-tasting juices. Then we both lay on our sides, I between her legs and she between mine. I reinserted my own beads into my ass and we started to grind our pussies together. After about ten minutes I came full force, with Judy not far behind me. We both lay on the couch talking about past and future adventures, occasionally kissing and rubbing each other, until this cuddling quickly escalated into another pussy-eating feast.
— E. I., California
Nurse on Call
Her name was Katrina, and we met a year ago at my doctor’s office when I went for my annual physical. I had been seeing the same doctor for years and was familiar with his staff, but when Katrina greeted me in the reception area it was a pleasant surprise. She was about forty years old, had a voluptuous figure and an inviting twinkle in her eyes. I have been married for more than twenty years and my husband, Paul, and I have an open marriage. We have tasted almost the entire repertoire of sexual pleasures, including threesomes with both men and women, and spouse swapping. Occasionally I have engaged in woman-on-woman encounters, sometimes alone or with my husband watching and participating. Since I am a very erotic being and open up quickly to sexual overtures, something about Nurse Katrina struck a carnal nerve in me.