You know what happened to me the other night? I went out drinking with Jill, a friend of mine, and we ran into some guys we know. We sat around drinking and talking for a long time. I don’t drink much, and after a while I was really, really drunk and feeling funny. I suspect that there was something potent other than alcohol in that drink.

I asked Jill to take me home, but she asked me to wait. In a few minutes I realized that I couldn’t move a muscle, not even to open my eyes. Jill looked at me and said, “Oh, shit! Karen’s passed out cold. Well, I’ve got to take her home. Help me get her to the car.” Jill wasn’t exactly sober herself. She wasn’t far from joining me collapsed in a chair. I was hoping she wouldn’t try to drive, but I didn’t want to stay here.

Finally one of the guys suggested that they drive us home. One guy would take Jill’s car and take her home. The other guy would take me home in his van, then drive over to pick up his friend. Had Jill not been drunk, she wouldn’t take these strangers up on their offer, but not wanting to wake up her brother to come get us, she agreed. I didn’t like this idea, but I had no way of expressing my opinion. One of the guys picked me up in his arms and walked out carrying me. He put me in the back of his van, and we drove off. After he had driven for about twenty minutes, he tried to wake me up. After about five minutes he gave up trying. He drove for about ten minutes more, and I knew I was in trouble. He turned off his engine, and it was real quiet. No city noises, just crickets chirping.

We were out in the middle of absolutely nowhere. I felt a hand on my thigh as my dress was raised up over my waist. He gasped. I cursed myself for having worn the sheer pink panties I had on. You could see every hair, every detail of my pussy through them. Maybe he would just look, jerk off, then take me home. No such luck. I felt his hands slide down my hips as he took my panties and pulled them down to my ankles and off my feet. Then I felt both hands on my thighs as he spread them apart as far as they would go. I still hoped he would get his rocks off by looking. But then I felt his fingers spread my pussy lips. I hoped he wouldn’t stick anything in me, because my twat was bone dry. All he was doing, though, was rubbing my clit. I could take that if he didn’t get too heavy handed. Although I was paralysed, my body responded.

I felt my cunt get wet and my clit begin to get stiff. That was great. My body had as much as given him a written invitation. After he had me good and wet, he stuck two fingers in my hole, twisted them around, and started finger-fucking me while he continued to massage my clit. This wasn’t as bad as I dreaded.

My juices had me good and wet, so I was lubricated for his fingers. The finger-fucking continued forever, it seemed like. He kept thrusting and jamming his fingers in me. Then he added another finger, then another. I would be sore in the morning, not from the friction, but he was stretching the hell out of me. I wouldn’t have thought I could take three fingers, much less four. I was just hoping he wouldn’t go overboard and try to go all the way with five fingers and try to fist-fuck me. Finally I felt the first tingle of an orgasm building.

My body was betraying me. I didn’t want this, I didn’t want his fingers in me, and I most certainly didn’t want an orgasm from it. No luck, however. I felt a wrenching wave emanate from my twat and radiate over my whole body. Before that wave had dissipated, another one came, then another and another. Each wave was stronger than the one before. Such orgasms normally would have had me screaming and gasping, but I still couldn’t so much as twitch a muscle.

Finally, the last orgasm rolled over me. I thought I would blow my ovaries out through my tightly filled fuckhole. I’ll have to admit, though, his timing was perfect. At the precise moment of my last orgasm, he withdrew his fingers with a sucking popping noise. My hole felt cold on the INSIDE! My cunt had been stretched so wide that it didn’t close when he pulled his fingers out. My pussy was ruined for life. I hoped he was finally finished with me, but boy, was I wrong! I hadn’t thought of the point that, with both hands busy on my cunt, he hadn’t had the chance to get his own rocks off. He rolled me over onto my stomach, spread my legs, and slid a cushion under my hips. My asshole was exposed this way, what with my ass cheeks spread. I felt a little insistant prod at my asshole, which was good and tight. But, I felt something push past the initial tightness and slide it’s way easily into my rectum.

I felt his weight on my back, and felt something huge poking at my anus. It spread my tight little hole wider and wider. I thought that I would split wide open, but surprisingly enough, his pole just slipped right in. His grease job worked well enough, but he was huge, though. I thought he would never quit sliding in his rod. He was going deeper and deeper. Why couldn’t he have a little dinky prick like all the guys I’ve ever been in the sack with? Finally, I felt his hips slam against my ass cheeks. That meant he was all the way in. I guessed now my cunt wasn’t the only thing stretched out of shape. The bad part was, I liked it! Like I said, I was an anal virgin.

I never thought that there could be any pleasure in getting rammed from behind like this. After a couple of slow strokes, he started pumping with a vengeance. His balls slapped against my cunt. Although I had expected the tightness of my ass to make this painful, it didn’t happen. The reaming I was getting didn’t hurt at all. As a matter of fact, like I said, I was starting to get to like anal sex. My body was beginning to flood with a warm, deliciously full feeling. His tool easily slid in and out. I was getting jostled and shaken with each stroke, getting shoved across the floor of his van. If I could have moved, I don’t think I would have.

I was afraid if I moved, it WOULD hurt. Finally, as luck would have it, just as I felt the first twinges of my first anal orgasm begin to develop, he groaned, jammed his tool into my ass, held it in and tried to grind it in even deeper, pulling on my hips the whole time. I felt his pole spasming, hosing my bowels down with his gush of come
Then he just relaxed and laid on top of me. His prick softened, shrank, and whatever residual tightness my violated ass had left squeezed him out. I was frustrated with this. I had changed my mind about an orgasm.

As little as I wanted this anal rape, I would have at least liked to have gotten an orgasm from it. He finally put my clothes back on me, and took me home. He put me on my bed at my apartment, clothes and all still on me. One thing, though. Before he left, he raised my skirt, reached down in my panties, stuck his fingers between my cuntlips, and gave my clit one last caress. I fell asleep shortly after that. When I woke up the next morning, I remembered my anal pleasure and my anal almost orgasm.

I finished myself off, anally speaking, with a huge dildo Jill gave me as a gag gift. I use that dildo in my ass a lot now. I have seen the light of anal sex!

The female witch had spent the long cold winter alone in a stone cottage at the edge of the forest preparing herself for spring when she knew he would arrive. As the warm winds began to blow the ice and snow from the forest she moved outdoors to the place she had selected for this joining. It was a clearing ringed closely with huge old trees and a circle of standing stones. At one end of the clearing was a raised platform covered with luxurious furs and pillows. In the center of the clearing a large fire had been laid but not yet lit. There was still much to do before his arrival.

As she laid out the wine and cakes and fruit for their refreshment later, she thought about the impending encounter. She lit the incense and adjusted the furs on the huge bed. She had felt him approaching for several days now and her excitement had been mounting. On this final day she had bathed in a clear cool lake that had not been able to quench the heat building in her body. As she anointed herself with delicately perfumed oils the passion in response to his approach continued uncontrollably.

The light of day was fading and with an effort she rose and lit the great fire. As she moved through the clearing the aroma from the oils mingled with the scent from her steaming cunt and he was close enough now for it to cause him to quicken his pace. She returned to her bed of furs and began a low moaning and her body moved sensuously as she ran her hands over it in anticipation of his touch. Her cunt was swollen and very wet and her nipples hard and throbbing.

These last few days while she could feel him approaching – finding his way through a deep forest to a place he had never been before – her mind and body burned inside and out with a writhing wanton need that had to be satisfied. She was the goddess of the empty vessel and only this mating with the great beast would make her spirit whole. Her hands continued to move over her hot silky skin raising the agony of wanting and needing to a fever pitch.

Her cunt was unbearably hot and flowing as he lowered his face to it and used his strong tongue to increase the raging fever in her past imagining. She reached her hands between her legs, one feeling his velvet horns, the other grasping his powerful neck as he fondled her huge ripe breasts. He raised his magnificent head from between her legs, licking his lips and searching her face with his intense eyes.

She pulled firmly on his shoulders and he moved his body so she could reach his huge stiff cock. It was hot and pulsating, the skin firm and supple, the head of a softer texture and glistening with a few drops of fragrant moisture. She lowered her head to it and it filled and heated her mouth, the moisture tasting like nectar from the gods. She held it firmly and moved the skin on the swollen shaft vigorously while he drove her to an increased frenzy with his powerful hand.

He growled low in his throat and while she continued to suck on his huge organ he pulled her roughly to the edge of the platform. Her hips writhed and she opened her legs even wider to receive him, her nostrils filled with the earthy scent of him.

His eyes were soft and glowing as his swollen organ sank to the hilt within her and wave after wave of heat flowed through her reaching to her swollen hardened nipples from the great fullness she felt inside her. He roared and snorted and thrusted deep within her with more and more urgency. She wrapped her legs around him and held him to her as closely as she could feeling the tremors moving back and forth between her body and his.

Some time later, after the moon had cleared the treetops, he raised his head from her breast and looked searchingly into her eyes. He smiled and his eyes softened and half closed as he moved his strong hand to open her legs again. He moved his great body to lower his face to her moist warm cunt and she grasped his penis firmly and sucked on him eagerly, feeling him grow bigger within her mouth. They played with increasing intensity until suddenly he swung off the platform and lifting her to him placed her face down on the ground with her rear in the air. She could feel the heat from his body as he moved forward to cover her and reached to grasp her breasts.

Her nostrils filled with the strong scent of the fresh spring earth and of him as he adjusted his body so his powerful swollen organ entered to the hilt her steaming yearning cunt. The weight of him on her back added to the excitement of the fullness within her and as he began thrusting enthusiastically she felt his taut heavy balls slapping against her clitoris. The sensation was almost unbearable and she felt waves of pleasure encompassing her. He roared with pleasure and exploded within her pumping her to an indescribable orgasm.

And the night was not yet over…

About ten years ago, when I was in my twenties, I was working as a waiter, and consequently, money was tight, so I had a roommate. To be honest, I was his roommate, since it was his apartment. He was straight as an arrow, and he didn’t know that I was into guys. One day when he was supposed to be working late, and I wasn’t working, my horniness got the better of me, and I went out to trick.

I hit on this real hot man, but we couldn’t go back to his place, and since Rob (my roommate), wasn’t going to be home till much later, I took a chance and took him back to my place.

We figured we had lots of time, and we started getting it on right in the living room. We screwed around for a while, and then just as I got my rod planted deep in his butt, the door opened and Robbie came in. He stood there, looked for a minute, and went into his room.

I went limp, and told my friend (I think his name was Fred), that maybe he ought to go. Once he was gone and the living room was straightened up, I knocked on Rob’s door. He didn’t answer at first, but then finally came out, and I had to tell him I was bi (I wasn’t, I’m really gay, but I thought that might make it easier for him).

He was kind of quiet for a few minutes (it seemed like hours), and then he finally said,

“At least you were giving, not getting.”

We eventually parted ways, but we’re still friends.

Although I had figured out I was gay back in junior high, I didn’t do anything about it until I was a junior in high school. One day after school a buddy of mine and I decided to hang out at his house. We found some of his dad’s beer in the fridge, and went up to his room to drink it and shoot the shit.

I suppose I ought to tell you about my friend Jeff. He was also a junior, the same age as me, and we had grown up together. He was sexy, sexier than I thought I was, with his dark curly hair, brown eyes, thin moustache and a hairy chest. I’d never seen him naked, but since we were best friends, we hung out a lot, and went swimming a lot in the summer, so I got to see him in his bathing suit, and he filled it out real nice.

To get back to the question, somehow the conversation turned to sex stuff, and we talked about jerking off (he did it too), girls (he was also a virgin), and some other stuff. I guess the “other stuff” was about guys, because it was about then we both noticed the other had a stiff in our jeans. We started joking about it and horsing around, but then we got real serious and started rubbing each other through our pants.

Then we got undressed and his dick was as hot as the rest of him. We pulled off for a little while, and then he asked me if I wanted to do something else. By this time I would have done anything Jeff wanted, so I said “sure”, and the next thing I knew his mouth was wrapped around my dick – Jeff was sucking my rod! It felt so fucking good, and looking down at his face with my dick in his mouth, the mouth with the hot little moustache, was about the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. He shifted around on his bed so his dick was even with my mouth, but I didn’t feel like blowing him just yet, so I rubbed his stiff meat up and down and played a bit with his balls.

This was so fucking great! I was real close to dropping my load, when all of a sudden,

Jeff’s fucking older brother, Stew, walked into the room. I didn’t think Jeff saw him, but I did, and kinda went limp real fast, and at the same time, I said, “Jeff – Stew!” He looked up, saw Stew, and went right back to sucking my dick! I couldn’t figure this out right away, but Jeff evidently knew some tricks and my cock was hard as a rock real fast.

I was still watching Stew, who closed Jeff’s door, walked over closer to the bed, pulled down his zipper and pulled out his dick. Goddamn! Jeff was sucking my cock, and his fucking older stud brother was watching me get a blow job and was jerking off! What the fuck, I figured, and went back to jacking off Jeff.

After a few strokes on his hard cock, I went over the edge, and just shot a huge load into Jeff’s mouth. I guess my getting off in his brother’s mouth set Stew off, and he pumped a couple of good shots over the two of us, and just stood there rubbing his cock after he finished.

Jeff quickly rolled over on his back, into a position where he could see the both of us, and gripped his stiffer, pulled on it a few times, and dumped a big wad, shooting as far as his hairy chest. After we had all calmed down, nobody said anything for a while, and Stew put his dick back into his pants and sat on the bed, while Jeff and I sat up. I sure didn’t know what to say!

Jeff took a swig of his beer, and finally explained that he and his brother got it on occasionally, although they hadn’t done it a while.

I lay on the mat by the pool letting my bare skin soak up the soothing rays of the hot sun. When I’d basted my backside to a nice brown, I rolled over and showed the sky my half-erect prick. It was only natural that I’d be day-dreaming about some of the many wild sexual encounters that I’ve experienced by that pool.

My daughter Fiona lives in another state. She does not make a habit of calling by unannounced, so I had no reason to think that she would choose this particular hot summer afternoon to drop in on her old man. When she first materialized at my side, I was half asleep in the heat and willing to be convinced that it was all a dream. Chuckling, I touched her bare ankle.

“Dad!” she squealed. Her voice brought me down to earth with a crash. “Are you crazy? Since when have you been in the habit of sunbathing naked by the pool?”

“Since before you were born, sweetheart,” I said, as I looked around for a towel to cover myself.

“I didn’t know that.”

“Well, now you do.” I suddenly realized that Fiona herself was standing on the towel. A smile flickered across her lips when she saw that I’d noticed.

“I left Michael, Daddy,” she said. “He hasn’t fucked me in four months. That’s grounds for divorce as far as I’m concerned!”

“Four months?” I tried to sound alert, but I was distracted by the fact that my daughter was stripping off her clothes right in front of me.

“Count ‘em, Dad! One, two, three, four.” She tossed her panties into the pool on the last word and pirouetted on her toes. Her pale, naked body glittered in the sunlight with a faint sheen of sweat and sexual desperation.

“I never let your mother go four days without getting fucked,” I said.

“I know. She told me.” Fiona giggled again. “You’ve got a nice cock, Daddy. It’s a lot bigger than Michael’s.” She reached out and wrapped her fist around it I felt myself go rock-hard under her fingers.

“Oooohh, Daddy!”

“Um, maybe it’s time you gave me my towel,” I said, reaching out.

“Maybe it’s time you gave me your dick, Daddy!” With those words, my own little girl planted a foot on either side of my hips and settled down into place on top of my cock. The warm folds of her hungry pussy enveloped my massive shaft as neatly as if they’d been molded precisely to fit my personal tool.

Besides, she felt so right and good with her hot thighs thumping against my legs each time she rose up to slide down the length of my shaft. She caressed my bare chest as she and pinched my flat nipples and then my hard biceps.

“You’re twice Michael’s age, but you’re twice as firm.” I could have pointed out that Michael didn’t have the benefits of a private pool and a weight training set, but I didn’t either when I was his age. Also, I was more experienced. I had fucked more women that Michael had had hot dinners, so I knew automatically the best way to fuck my cock up into my daughter’s pussy to give her the greatest pleasure.

When she rolled off my satisfied dick, she asked me if she could stay with me until she got back on her feet. Naturally, I said yes!

My sister has got be the world’s biggest tease. She’s twenty-three, two years older than me, and she’s really built — perky tits with nipples that point slightly upwards, a tiny waist and a lush full ass that brings men to their knees. She knows it too. When she’s at home here, she wears as little as possible, prancing around the house, keeping me constantly horny. She knows that as well, and I can tell that she really gets off on it.

One morning I was in the bathroom, shaving when, when Connie waltzed in. Her robe was open, flashing me a full view of tits and snatch — the whole works.

“How’s my sexy little brother this morning?” she cooed, reaching out and scooping off a glob of shaving cream that had falled down onto my left pec. “I wouldn’t want you to shave any of that hot hair off your big chest,” she continued, teasing me like always. I was naked and the contact of her fingers on my skin made my prick start to stir and swell. “I love to touch your chest, Bud. Why don’t you ever return the favor?”

“What?” I turned to face her. She was fondling her breasts, her slender fingers curving up over the tight nipples. As I watched, her hands stroked down over her flat belly, all the way to the cloud of chestnut hair surrounding her cunt. My fingers tingled to take the same journey, feeling that creamy skin as well as looking at it.

“I want you, Bud,” she moaned, one of her fingers slipping into the moist slip between her legs. “Please!” I couldn’t fucking believe it, but there was my sexy sister, getting all wet while begging me to make it with her. I leaned over and turned the lock on the bathroom door. When I pressed up against her, I don’t know which one of us groaned the loudest. My dick pressed up between her legs, the shaft getting tickled by her silky bush. Her tits grazed the hairs on my chest as I leaned down to kiss her. Her tongue was hot in my mouth, sending sparks right down to the base of my meat. I cupped her breasts in my hands and squeezed gently, the balls of my thumbs caressing the fleshy point of her big nipples.

“Oh, Bud, give it to me,” she groaned, pulling me deep into her throbbing snatch. I drove it in to the hilt, my hands all over her. I didn’t know whether to play with her ass or her titties, so I tried to give both a fair shake. I massaged the firm globes of her butt and sucked frantically at her nipples, humping faster and faster.

Her hands roamed from my broad chest to my bulging arms and then down to play with my big dangling nuts. She was panting and moaning, her cooz pulsing tight around the shaft of my prick as I heated her cunt up to the danger point. I had her pinned to the wall, ramming as hard and deep as I could.

My sister was loving every minute of it, her groans getting louder as I made contact with her clit. I could feel her cumming, holding her tight as she shook and spasmed against me. Her first orgasm melted into another, then another as I held back, determined to make her glad she’d finally decided to fuck me. When her snatch contracted for the third time, I let her have it, humping like a madman, filling her hot box with my heavy load. After I went soft and slipped out of her, she tied up her robe, kissed me on lips and left me to my shaving.
I had the strong feeling my sister would be back the next morning. She was!

My wife, Kathy, and I have been married for 8 years. Something had gone wrong with our relationship. She needed time to herself. Time to think. She packed her bags one morning, leaving me alone
in our large home. I didn’t think I would ever see her again, nor did I really care. Somehow, my feeling weren’t as strong as they once were. Not that she was unattractive or anything. She was still very attractive. At the age of 31, she had long brown hair, slim figure, with a firm ass and beautiful breast the measured 34C.

The root of our problem was our sex life. We both became rather bored with our routine. We had both known each other for 15 years, and the fact that I wanted much more than she was willing to give from our sex life was the last straw. I had been alone for a week, and rather horny. I went out to a fast food place to get some dinner, and was going to come back and watch the NBA playoffs. Bulls vs. the Pistons! I could hardly wait, being a big basketball fan. I came back with the usual, burgers, fries and a coke. I saw the answering machine had a message on it, so I walked over and turned the machine to play.

It was from my sister in-law, Diane. She wanted to come over and talk to mye about Kathy. I called her back and tried to beg off, but she was very insistant. I reluctantly agreed to meet her, but only for a few minutes, because the game was going to start and I really wanted to watch it. As I sat down with my dinner, I flipped the TV on and started to think about Diane.

Kathy was the middle of 3 sisters, all of whom were georgeous. Diane, the oldest, was considered by everyone (including herself), to be the most attractive. She too had long brown hair, brown eyes and an absolutely stunning body. The kind of body you would see on a ballet dancer, except her breast were much larger. Like my wife’s, they were 34C. I always wanted to fuck Diane. Really in the worst way. But after Kathy and I became engaged, that was out of the question. These girls were close. Close to the point of sometimes being wierd. It was One for All and All for One with them. Denise, the youngest sister, was the most overtly sexual. With dark brown hair and eyes, shorter than the other two, and much larger breast. At least a 38C. I thought about her often too, wondering what it would be like. Neither Diane or Denise were still married, having divorced their husbands long ago.

They were now sharing a house, and seemed quite happy.

Shortly after the game started, the doorbell rang. I looked out the side window and saw both Diane and Denise.

“Shit”, I thought. “This is going to be one bitch session”.

I really wasn’t up to this. I would hurry them through, and get them out before the end of the first period. I opened the door.

“Hi Bill”, Diane chirped as she walked through the door.

I thought her tone was odd. She seemed happy. Both walked in and we walked silently down the hall to the family room. I asked if either wanted anything to drink, and both requested Gin and Tonics, which I made rather strong, making a scotch and soda for myself.

We talked for awhile about this and that. Had more drinks and had more talk. I looked at the clock, with was now 9:00 PM, well into the second quarter of the game. Denise stood up and informed us that she was leaving but might drop back by later. She let herself out and Diane and I continiued to talk. The booze was having it’s effect on me, as I started to look Diane up and down. Not secrectly, but almost overtly. And then my eyes noticed it. Her nipples. They were rock hard and pointing through her shirt. The sight of that really turned me on. My cock started to get rock hard, and was straining to get out of my jeans. And then it happened. Diane led our conversation to the subject of mine and Kathy’s sex life. At first, this irritated me, because I considered this subject rather private, but after a few minutes, it started to turn me on. My own sister in-law, who was beautiful, was talking about my wife’s and my sexual acts right in front of me.

As it turned out, Kathy had been telling Diane everything about our sex life. About how I wanted the blow job I seemed to never get, about wanting to fuck Kathy up the ass, which was out of the question, and about the threesome that I had always dreamed of, which is what led to Kathy leaving me.

“I bet you’re good in bed” sighed Diane, who had just downed her third drink and got up to make herself another.

“I don’t know if I am that good, but I like to have adventure and variety” I responded.

“Oh, if only Jim had felt the way you do, we never would have divorced!” replied Diane.

Jim was her ex-husband, whom I had always considered a jerk and a prude. I reached over and grabbed my stash of pot and asked Diane if she wanted to smoke a little.

“Sure” she said, as I rolled up the joint.

As we passed the joint back and forth, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of those nipples of hers. And on top of it, when she reached over with the joint to pass it back to me, the top of her shirt would open up just enough for me to see her breast. I had always dreamed of sliding my cock between them and coming all over them. The thought of this had my cock so hard I thought it was going to burst through my pants.

“I have always loved sucking cock,” Diane told me as she passed the joint back to me.

“This is strange,” I thought. She came here to talk to me about me and her sister, and now she’s talking about sucking cock.

How did our conversation turn into this? I was puzzled but at the same time aroused. This woman was absolutely beautiful. I was getting to the point of almost ripping her clothes off.

“Jim was really a loser in bed”, she sighed.

“He almost never wanted me to suck his cock, and he would NEVER go down on me” said Diane.

“What a dope” I thought as I looked at her lucious body. I would have given just about anything to have her in my bed every night.

Jim WAS a dope.

“Do you think I’m attractive?” asked Diane.

Now this question was out of the blue. How do I respond? She was sure to tell Kathy if I said yes.

“Well….” she asked.

“I sure do!” I blurted out.

Now I had done it. There was no turning back. My divorce was a good as final. My head was telling me one thing, but my cock was telling me another. Was I being set up? I didn’t know. At this point, I didn’t care.

“Have you ever thought about sliding your cock into me, and having me wrap my legs around you and fuck me?” she asked point blank.

I was dumbfounded. I almost came right in my pants. How did this happen?

“Diane, come on…your my sister in-law…” I responded.

“Well Bill, I’ve thought about it” she said.

With that, she got up from where she was sitting and joined me on the couch.

“Tell me if you like this…” she said as she leaned down and unzipped my pants.

She helped wiggle my shorts down and my cock sprang forth. She guided it to her hungry mouth. She sucked my dick with a rhythmic suction, massaging my balls with the same intensity. I allowed one hand to slip beneath her shorts. She was wearing no underwear. I started to stroke her hole with my finger. In my mind, I knew this was wrong somehow, but I was so turned on, I didn’t care.

“Lets go to the bedroom” she whispered, and she took me by the hand and led me upstairs.

I watched her fine ass and I trailed behind her. We entered the bedroom and she moved to the bed. I finished undressing. By this time, my cock was at full attention again. She got on the bed, bent down, belly on the bed. I walked over and entered her from behind. I pumped hard and fast, ramming it deep within her. I fucked her like I have no other woman. She was moaning and groaning the whole time. I reached around and started to fondle her breats as I fucked her. She moaned louder and I continued to pump my cock into the hot pussy. She moved forward and turned onto her back.

“Get on top of me.” I obeyed immediately.

My prick slid into her tight, wet hole. Diane wrapped her powerful legs around my back. I licked her breast and stiff nipples as we fucked. I lost track of the world around me as I exploaded in the most powerful orgasm I had ever had. My cock stayed hard, and I continued to ram it in and out of her cunt.

“Oh yeah!..fuck me …fuck me, baby..” she moaned as I brought her to her second orgasm.

She got back onto her knees and pointed her ass into the air.

“Give it to me…fuck me in my ass…” she moaned

I held one hand underneath her wet cunt, delighting in the hot juice that was dripping from that hole. My other hand gripped my wet, slippery cock at the base and I pushed the circumcised head against her small anus. I could tell right away that she knew how to take a cock up the ass, knew how to relax without having to be coaxed.

I wondered just how many guys had fucked her pretty little pink asshole. I watched with fascination as the thick head of my prick vanished inside Diane’s asshole. She bucked and my fingers slid up inside her cunt hole. She was pushing her ass, grinding it and lifting it higher and higher as her tight hole swallowed more and more!!

Diane was crying: “Fuck my asshole. Oh fuck! Fuck!” And I did!

I gripped her pussy even harder and let my sweating body drip onto her as I pushed and shoved my cock in and out of that torrid little hole! I felt Diane spasm hard around my long, searching fingers and I dug them deeper into her cunt, pressing against walls of her slippery, creaming pussy as I fucked her sweet asshole. I felt the climac tic surge begin in my balls and I pushed all my cock inside Diane as I came like a cannon burst. I was grunting as my thick, hot sperm gushed into her and she was bucking and pushing as I came until I could hardly bare anymore! We both collapsed on the bed, breathless, and satisfied.
Calm now, and lying face to face on our sides, she pulled me toward her as she rolled on her back and spread her legs wide. My cock was hard again. I slid it through her soaked pubic hair and into the soft folds of her pussy, beginning a slow rhythm that eventually changed to strong, deep strokes.
She looked dreamily into my eyes and said “That’s where your cock belongs.”

Not missing a beat, I leaned back and placed her legs on my shoulders to elevate her and open her up as much as possbile. As I fucked her with all my weight behind each stroke, I could feel the head of my cock bumping against the hard little knob of her cervix.

“Do anything you want to me, baby…” she moaned.

I sat up on my knees and picked her up (she weighed only slightly more than 110 lbs), turned her over and positioned her on her hands and knees. She arched her back and reached between her legs to grasp my cock and placed it into her pussy. I fucked her deeply from behind while holding her tits firmly in my hands, her small ass bumping against my pelvis. As she became more excited, and I stroked faster and harder, she fell forward to place her head and chest flat against the bed, arcging her back and opening herself even more to my thrust.

It was almost inaudible, but I heard her say, “I feel like my whole body is being fucked!”

She raised her head and looked over her shoulder to watch me as I thrust into her. Once again she stopped me in the middle, pulling away and turning around, taking the opportunity to lick and suck my cock clean of her juices. She encouraged me to lie down on my right side as she lay down beside me, her face at my cock and her pussy positioned in front of my nose. I spread her legs wide, placing her left leg under my arm, and freeing my hands to hold her cheeks and play with her pussy. I ate her pussy as she licked and sucked my cock and balls, becoming more insistent and increasing the rhythm and suction of her blowjob.

As Diane and I lay there sucking each other, I heard a noise in the direction of the bedroom door. Turning my head from Diane’s pussy, I looked over and saw my wife and her sister Denise.

“I’m fucked now…” I thought…thinking of the large divorce settlement Kathy would get.

Here I was, fucking her sister in our own house. I could never explain it. Here I was, sitting with my tongue buried in her sisters pussy, and her mouth wrapped around my cock. Diane too, was looking at Kathy and Denise. But instead of embarrasment, she was smiling.

“Join us…” Diane said as she went back to sucking my cock. I tried to wiggle free but there was no way I could. Laying there, Kathy came over to the bed and knelt down in front of me.

“I know that I have seemed sexually inhibited”..she said, as she looked into my eyes.

“It has been really unfair to you for the last few years, so this is my present to you…” She said as she motioned to her two sisters.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “What do you mean?” I asked.

“I know you have always wanted a threesome. Well…I’m giving you a foursome. One that you will never, ever forget….”..she whispered.

“You’ve wanted a more adventuresome sex life……I’m giving it to you”

“But you have to agree to one thing……” she said.

“Whats that?” I asked, with wonderment

“For the next 8 weeks, I am going to give you the best sex life you ever had. Both you and I will fuck and suck anything we come across.

You have to agree that you will not protest anything. That means that if I fuck another man, you won’t protest. That means that if I even take on the entire Chicago Bulls, you won’t so much as hint to me that you are angry. And as I watch you fuck and suck, I won’t say a thing, except ask if you are satisfied. Denise and Diane will be joining us. Do you agree?

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My wife seemed to have changed almost overnight. I have always wanted to see her fuck another guy. And I really wanted to have her with other women.

I thought long and hard…for about 3 1/2 seconds.

“I agree….but why the change of heart?” I asked

“Before I met you, I was extremely active sexually.” She continued.

“It started when I was only 12, and Diane, Denise and I would experiment sexually. My sisters and I have always had a special relationship. It continued with boys I met in both High School and College. I slept around more than you would ever believe. And I liked it. I liked it a lot. But when I met you, I thought of it
as a new beginning. So I changed my ways. Little did I know that you were as perverted as I…”

With that, Kathy pulled a contract out from her purse. It’s basic theme was that I could not hold anything we did for the next 8 weeks against her in the case of divorce, nor could she hold anything against me. She had already signed her part. She handed me a pen and the contract. I rested the contract on her sister’s ass as I signed. I then gave it back to Kathy, who put it into her purse.

I looked at both Denise and Diane (who still had my cock in her mouth. Both were grinning and had a twinkle in their eye.

“Ready…?” asked Kathy

“Yep…” was my reply

She stood up and moved to Denise. Slowly, she moved her lips to her sisters, licking her lips and sucking on them. They started to french kiss. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The was by far the sexiest thing I have ever seen. The two started to slowly undress each other, unbuttoning their shirts, and pulling their skirts down.

My cock suddenly got harder than it ever had before. Both my wife and her sister climbed onto the king size bed.

Diane moved back towards the head of the bed as I drew Denise to me and began to fondle her big tits. I could see we were all going to get into the act as I looked back toward Diane and Kathy I watched as Kathy reached down between Diane’s legs and inserted three of her slim fingers into her sister’s sobbing cunt. Moving my hand down between Denise’s legs, I forced three fingers into her slit and began to massage her clit with my thumb. I then reached back and undid her bra letting her full tits free as I sucked and licked her nipples. I could tell Denise was close to cumming as her breath was coming in short gasps and decided to make her cum with my mouth. Moving down I spread her legs further and licked her cunt and clit removing one finger from her cunt and pushing it up her squirming asshole. This was all Denise could take and she came hard pushing and grinding her sweet slit into my face. As Denise came down from her climax I licked her tight anus giving her a nice rim job, stopping only when I heard my wife’s voice pleading with me for her turn.

Kathy dropped down and began to rub my cock. I watched as Denise and Diane snuggled up in the bed with each others fingers up their cunts and each squeezing the others tits. Pulling Kathy up I took right tit in my mouth I began to suck it as I bit her nipple.

Reaching her pussy I found she was nicely shaved and her smooth hairless cunt lips were wet with pussy juice. She had never shaved her pussy when we were married. I set to work finger fucking her slippery slit as I ate and licked her clit and twisted her long erect nipples. This action brought Kathy to a crushing climax. As she was lying there regaining her breath I slowly stripped off her nylons and tongued her asshole.

I could see my sisters in-law were having a good time as they were both still probing each others cunts and had added a finger up each others assholes while they sucked and bit at each others tits finally bringing each other to climax at the same time.

After a few minutes of rest the ladies were at me again, Kathy was sucking my cock making sure I was as hard as a rock for the next round. The sight of my wife and her two sisters had me so turned
on that I needed no coaxing. My cock was hard again in record time.

Denise lay on the bed spread eagle. Both sisters moved up and started to lick and suck her big tits. Watching the three sisters pleasure each other was more than I could take. I moved to Denise and I spread
her legs and gently ran the tip of my tongue the full length of her slit. When I reached the vicinity of her clit, she reacted as though she had been shocked. She arched her back, pressing her cunt against
my face. I probed my tongue hard enough to separate her cuntlips and tickle her clit. She went mad, jerking and twitching in response to the touch of my tongue, moaning and panting. Then I felt her clit harden, her inner lips swell and spread, and her delicious juices start to flow. I probed her fuckhole with my tongue, licked all the way up to her clit, swirled it around, bit it gently, then probed her hole again. When I started doing all this, she went even wilder.

She spread her legs, humped and reared against my face, and pulled my head tight against her hot pussy. Kathy and Diane continued to suck and bite in tremendous nipples.

“Oh-h-h-h-h, fuck me,” she moaned, “I can’t stand it any more! “Please, please fuck me!”

I put her throbbing clit between my lips and gave it one hard suck, drawing it completely into my mouth, and pulled my head back sharply, causing her clit to pop back. She screamed, thrust her hips
at me, and grabbed her sweating breasts.

When she had subsided, her legs still spread, I mounted her in the traditional position. I started to position my throbbing pole for a gentle entry, but Kathy released her tits and spread her cuntlips with one hand and guided my tool to her sopping wet fuckhole with the other.

“Please do it now!” Denise pleaded.

Denise groaned like a virgin as I slid into her hot wetness. When she had taken as much of my ten inch tool as she could, I still wasn’t all the way in. But she began pumping her hips, causing the swollen head of my dick to ram against the back of her pussy.

“Oh-h-h-h, that’s good!”, she purred

I began pumping to meet her rythm. She wrapped her legs around my waist and was pumping as hard as I was. With each stroke, I would completely withdraw from her hot, tight wetness, then shove my eager
tool back in to the hilt, never missing her voracious target, always sliding easily in, jamming against the back of her pussy.

Her pumping increased in tempo, and I sped up to match. Each pump became harder and more frantic than the one before. Denise’s breathing became harder and faster. She was about to come, and I wanted to come with her. I raised her legs over my shoulders so that I had a better angle at the depths of her tight hole, and started ramming as hard as I could.

I increased the tempo and the power of my thrusts, and layed back on top of her. Denise lifted her legs high, and curled them around me the same way her arms were wrapped about my neck. I slid one arm under her, and hugged her too. We were totally entwined together, and I was fucking her for all we were worth!

Our lips met again, and this time it was I who pressed the first tongue forward into her mouth. Her’s met mine, and our tongues fenced back and forth behind out teeth as we copulated there on the bed. I looked over to Kathy and Diane, and they were both engaged in a 69 position, oblivious to what I and Denise were doing. I watched as my wife’s tongue darted in and out of her sisters hot pussy.

Then I felt like I could hold out no longer. Sweat was starting to bead up on my skin, and my cock was beginning to throb inside of her.

At that point I felt a strong tingling all over my body. I broke the kiss, and let out a strong guttural sound as I felt my cock spasm deep in her pussy. I was cumming! It felt like there was a Fourth of July
fireworks display was going on inside my head. I drove my cock to its full length into Denise, and unloaded my second charge of cum into her hot pussy. Denise too was reacting, and kept saying, “Oh! Oh! Oh!,” over and over again while I came.

After a time, it was over, and I layed limply on top of her with all my energy spent. We lay that way for a few minutes catching our breath, and then I rolled off of her. I looked over to Kathy and Diane as they continued their 69. Denise moved over and started kissing and licking Diane’s ass. I moved to my wife and did the same. The two ladies switched positions and we formed a daidy chain. We continued to suck and lick each other for what seemed like hours. Finally, we all fell asleep on the bed exhausted from the sexual workout we had just completed.

I awoke to an empty bed the following morning. There was no sign of the three ladies anywhere in the house. Kathy’s car was gone as was Diane’s. I went and made myself breakfast and fed the dog and let him out, and settled down with the newspaper and my meal.

My mind kept wandering back to the previous night, and I wondered aloud what the heck had happened.
The next day was rather uneventful. I followed my usual routine of going to work, coming home, eating dinner and going to sleep. I tried to call Kathy, but no one answered the phone at Diane’s house. I began to wonder what was happening, and if the situation from the previous evening was all a dream. I went to check the mail and found a note from Kathy, saying she would see me in a couple of days and enclosed was a copy of our contract.

I read and re-read the contract and finally put it away in the old sock drawer.

I was starting to get rather horny again, and rather than go out

I decided to take a shower, then relax with a cold beer and watch some TV. I stepped into the shower and was soaping my self. I felt my cock get hard in my hand and of course, started to rub it more.

It really got hard and I continued to rub. I finally climaxed, spraying cum all over the shower stall and my hand. Rather than wipe my hand off, though, I moved it to my mouth and tasted my own cum. I had never tasted semen before, and for some reason, wanted to see what it tasted like. It was salty, but the taste was not at all unpleasant. I licked up the last drops and stepped out of the shower and dried off. My cock was still hard as I toweled myself, and I looked at myself in the full length mirror. I went into the bedroom, lay down on the bed for a moment, but fell asleep, awaking about an hour later.

When I awoke, Kathy was standing in the bedroom.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“I’m going to stay the night tonight..” she replied with a grin.

She asked me to go and get a bottle of good wine, which I did. As I drove to the liquor store, I could feel the raging hard on in my pants. I thought that it would finally be time for some great one on one sex with my beautiful wife. When I got back home, I was suprised to see my friend John’s car in the
driveway. I went into the house and John and Kathy were sitting in living room, talking.

“I asked John to dinner tonight..” said Kathy.

My heart sank as I realized that my night of sex with Kathy was out the window. Kathy excused herself to the kitchen and John and I talked about the NBA playoffs and who we both thought was going to win the finals. I followed my wife into the kitchen. When I walked into the kitchen, Kathy was fussing around at the sink. My wife looked great in a loose white top and black stretch pants that showed off her fine ass. For a moment I suspected that she wasn’t wearing a bra, but Kathy always wears a bra in public or when we have company. Her breasts are large and firm, and she isn’t comfortable with the way men stare at them when she goes braless. After changing, I opened the bottle of wine, and we all moved to the living room, where I dimmed the lights and put on some soft music. We live in an old house with a very large living room. Two large couches face each other. I settled onto one couch, and John sat on the other. I didn’t think much of it when Kathy chose to sit next to John. Soon the soft light and music, the charm of the old house and the wine all began to weave their spell. I was pleased to see that John was directing more of his conversation to Kathy than he had in the past, even reaching out to touch her knee or thigh occasionally when making a point. At one point I went to the kitchen to get another bottle.

Our house was built in such a way that from the kitchen you can see through the dining room into the living room. After opening the wine, I turned to start back, and what I saw put me in a state of shock. Kathy and John were kissing! Even from that distance, it was obvious that their tongues were very busy.

I stood transfixed at the door, my heart pounding. It was like watching a family of deer in the woods; I was afraid to make a noise or move, for fear they would be frightened and stop what they were doing. Finally I moved noiselessly to the living room. They were still locked in an embrace, half sitting, half lying on the couch, with one of Kathy’s legs over John’s and his hand caressing her thigh. I said,

“Hey, guys, that looks like fun. Don’t stop on my account” I expected Kathy to pull away, but instead, she rolled on top of John. As I looked on, his hands began to feel her beautiful, round ass. They seemed hardly to notice that I was there, taking in every move and sound.

John slid his hands upward, caressing my wife’s silken skin. Kathy raised her upper body making it obvious that she wanted him to remove her top. At which point I was pleased to discover that I was completely wrong about the bra issue! Once her top had been cast aside, she took his head in her hands and pulled it to her breasts, and he began to feast on her perfect nipples. Next, Kathy slid slowly down John’s body, just far enough to reach between their hips and free his cock. With one hand she massaged his cock, and with the other she drew his hand to her lips and began hungrily sucking on his fingers. Soon she wasn’t content with his fingers and was moving down his body to suck on the real thing!

I know that John was surprised that this quiet conservative woman was happily stuffing his prick down her throat. Kathy stopped for a moment and turned to the side to give me a better view. I could see John’s cock gleaming-wet with her saliva as she lovingly rubbed it against her cheek. Playfully running her tongue over its purple head, she smiled at me.

“Is this what you wanted?” she whispered.

With that, she plunged her mouth down to the base of his cock. With John urging her on, my wife continued milking his prick with her mouth.

Soon she began pulling at his clothes. Once they were both naked, Kathy gracefully moved down to the floor, pulling John with her. John quickly placed his mouth on my wife’s waiting, wanting pussy, I knew by the way her stomach muscles quickly tensed that she was near orgasm. As she came, she shoved her pussy up into John’s face, forcing it hard against his open mouth, The look of complete and total ecstasy on her face as his tongue brought her over the top was beyond words. I simply couldn’t take any more excitement, and I stripped off my clothes and moved to the floor beside them. I watched closely as John’s throbbing cock slid easily into Kathy’s pussy. She let out a low moan. John fucked her long and hard as she wrapped her legs around his back.

Not getting enough of his cock, she raised her legs, grabbed both ankles with her hands and pulled them back over her shoulders, to allow John’s cock to go as deep as possible. By this time Kathy was going crazy! She began having what seemed to be a continuous orgasm. The only way I can describe it is to say it was like a summer thunderstorm rolling through the mountains.

Once again she surprised me, by pulling my hand to her soft breast. I wasted no time taking both her lovely tits in my hands. As I began to pinch and pull at her engorged nipples, she climbed even higher. After what seemed like hours, John came and slowly rolled off her, understandably exhausted. I quickly took his place, shoving my cock into their combined hot, creamy moisture. It took me only seconds to add my load to John’s, but crammed into those precious seconds was some of the best sex I’ve ever experienced.

As it was midnight and we were all famished, I put some steaks on the grill and we sat down to a great dinner. Steaks never tasted better! After dinner we all moved to the bedroom, where we fucked till the sun came up. We spent the next three days together creating the erotic memories of a lifetime. All weekend my lovely wife paraded around in revealing clothes, or none at all, just to please her two lovers. I enjoyed watching the way she absolutely glowed because of all the attention.

After the third day, John left and and Kathy and I fucked again for the whole day. She left later that afternoon, promising more suprises as our 8 week contract continued. Our first week was over, and I wondered what else was in store.

The following Monday, Kathy and I were invited over to dinner at my brother Paul’s home. Paul and his wife Laurie had been married for a couple of years, and had a wonderful home. Their dinner parties were usually very nice, and both kathy and I looked forward to the evening. And beside, neither Kathy nor I wished the family to know that anything was wrong with our relationship.

As we arrived at the house, we all sat down and chated as we waited for the dinner to finish cooking. Kathy sat next to Paul, and I wondered if I would get a repeat of the other night. My own brother fucking my wife! I didn’t care, as long as I got to fuck his wife Laurie. Laurie is someone I always wanted to slip the bone to. She is extremely pretty, with dark black hair and blue eyes, and the nicest set of tits you would ever want to see. Laurie sat next to me and would occasionally put her hand on my knee as we talked.

Dinner was almost done cooking and both ladies excused themselves to check on it. Paul and I started talking and one thing lead to another and I told him about the contract. Imagine my suprise when he told me that he and Laurie had started “swinging” on a regular basis. We quickly agreed to turn the night into a sexual romp with both ladies.

We were called to the table by Laurie and we all sat down to a wonderful roast beef dinner. As dinner progressed and the dinner conversation progressed, Paul corrected Kathy’s English (an annoying habit of his that he has had for a long time). Never one to gracefully accept criticism, she barked, “Paul, you can just kiss my ass right here and now.”

“Just bare your bottom, little lady,” Paul replied. Kathy fired back, “Only if your tongue will part its lips.”

Such exchanges are standard patter for my wife. Even though up to this time she had been conservative in bed, she always had a sharp tongue and put up with nothing from anyone. I am sure that Paul wasn’t all that surprised. “lf you drop your drawers and spread your cheeks, I will be glad to accommodate you,” he shot back.

Kathy sauntered over to Paul, where she did an abrupt about face. Inserting her thumbs inside the waistbands of her slacks and panties, she slid the back of her slacks down to the top of her thighs and wiggled her exposed bottom in Paul’s face, Paul’s wife, Laurie, and I were speechless.

“All talk and no action, just as I expected,” Kathy taunted.

“I’m waiting for you to part your cheeks,” Paul stated matter of factly.

With that, Kathy lowered her pants a little farther so that they would remain in place without the assistance of her hands. She put a hand on each buttock and ‘bent at the waist, spreading her asscheeks in opposite directions. Paul leaned forward to lick Kathy’s puckered hole. Kathy shifted her weight back, pressing her asshole against Paul’s tongue. Paul reached out and pulled Kathy’s hips toward him, impaling Kathy’s anus with his tongue. She let out a little yelp. A wounded expression spread across her face. “Okay, Paul, you proved your point. Now let me go,” Kathy demanded.

Laurie stood up and bellowed, “What the hell do you think you are doing, you little bitch? You have gotten Paul all excited. If you don’t pay the price now, he will want me to take his cock up my ass as soon as you leave. No way! It hurts too goddam much! He can ram his big prick up your precious little ass and we’ll see how you like it.”

Paul extracted his tongue from Kathy’s derriere. He stripped Kathy’s slacks and panties from her legs, pushing her forward onto her face. Paul climbed onto her butt, where he sat while he removed his shoes and socks. Kathy was whimpering by now, looking to me for help.

“Aren’t you going to save me?” she cried. “No,” I responded. “Laurie’s right. If you are going to be a tease, you will have to be willing to accept the consequences.”

Paul yanked off his jeans and underwear, releasing his hardening prick. Paul’s cock is about average length but it sure is thick. As his erection was poised above Kathy’s tiny tush, it appeared that Paul’s dick would split Kathy in two if he tried to enter her.

“Your ass is mine, Missy,” Paul stated triumphantly as he inserted his fingers up Kathy’s butt.

“Please don’t,” she pleaded, without any real conviction. “Spread your asscheeks now or I will ram this cock clean up your butt all at once,” Paul ordered. Kathy dutifully reached back and pulled her beautiful buns apart. Paul guided his prick into the mouth of Kathy’s butt, very slowly at first. Kathy grimaced, but quickly started to rock her hips up and down. Suddenly, Paul thrust his hips into her loins. Kathy screamed. As Paul began to fuck her rectum, Kathy relaxed and responded to him. Her shrieks of terror were replaced by moans of pleasure. Within a few minutes Kathy quivered uncontrollably. I knew she was coming. Moments later Paul shot his wad into her bowels and withdrew his prick from Kathy’s ass. Kathy looked up at the two pairs of eyes that were riveted to her.

Then she smiled and asked, “What’s for dinner?”

Paul laughed and looked at me.

“Your wife’s got a tight asshole…” he said as he grinned. Kathy was still bent over the table when Laurie got up and walked over to her. She started to rub Kathy’s ass and leaned down and planted a kiss right on her puckered hole. She reached around and started to rub Kathy’s sopping pussy. Paul unfastened Laurie’s skirt and pulled it down and off. I got my first look a Laurie’s fine ass, and I must say, it was one of the nicest I have ever seen. Memories of me fucking Diane and Denise came back to me. I fucked my sister in laws from my wife’s side, and I knew I was about to do the same from my brother’s side. Paul pulled the table cloth from the table and all the dishes fell to the floor with a crash. The table was now clear of dishes and Laurie pushed Kathy up and onto the table. She removed the remaining clothes on both herself and Kathy, spread Kathy’s legs and started eating her. Paul looked and me and grinned the widest grin I have ever seen from him. The two ladies moved into a 69 position and started to suck and lick each other.

“I’m going to wash this off..” said Paul, as he looked at his cock.

I pulled my pants and shirt off and moved closer to the two ladies. I started yanking my crank as I watched.

“Let’s move to the bedroom” said Laurie, as both women got up from the table and walked arm and arm down the hall. Paul came back, and his cock was still rock hard.

“I’ll watch as you fuck Laurie..” said Paul.

“That’s hardly fair ” I replied.

“I like to watch…” said Paul as we followed the ladies to the bedroom.

Both ladies were on the bed already when we walked in. Paul settled down into a large chair in the corner and began to stroke himself righ away. I joined Laurie and Kathy on the bed.

I pulled Laurie’s naked body to mine and kissed her deeply. The feeling of her full breasts against my back was intoxicating. Slowly I sank to the bed, taking Laurie with me. As I moved between Laurie’s legs, I pulled Kathy to me with one hand and caressed Laurie’s breast with the other. Laurie embraced us as Kathy stroked me and reached down between my legs to position my member at the entrance to Laurie’s vagina, As I began to enter her, I felt a sensation of warmth and lubrication unlike any I had ever experienced before. The feeling spread up the entire length of my shaft as I slowly inserted my cock.

I moved slowly, savoring the joy of penetration. When at last l felt myself fully sheathed, I kissed Laurie, and then, not wanting to leave Kathy out, kissed her and had her place herself so that I could reach her womanhood with my left hand. The three of us began to make love. As I moved within Laurie I would caress her and then Kathy, all of us moving together in unison. It was not long before Laurie began to thrust back at me with intensity and I had to remove my hand from Kathy to concentrate on Laurie and her approaching orgasm. It was difficult for me, but I was determined not to come until after I had satisfied both beautiful women.

Just when I had reached the point where I knew I could hold back no longer, Laurie came gloriously. I stayed between her legs for a few minutes, not wishing or daring to move until I was in control of myself again. Then, kissing her, I withdrew slowly to lay between these two wonderful women. With some encouragement from Laurie, I asked Kathy to mount me while I lay on my back. She placed a leg on either side of me and sat up to position herself over me. to stroke her breasts as Laurie kissed me. The penetration was deep and Kathy grabbed my arms tightly as she began to move up and down on me. My passion was quickly rising and I began to doubt if I’d be able to hold out until Kathy was ready. Then Kathy slowed down and took me inside her until she was firmly seated on my pelvis.

Then, stopping, she slowly sat upright until she was leaning back slightly with a tight grip on my arms. She did this for a moment then moved forward again to rest her hands on my chest. The look of pleasure on her face made me ask her how she felt. She replied that when she sat upright and then leaned back slightly she could feel me penetrate to such a depth and with such a feeling of intense pleasure that she could easily reach orgasm in a few moments. She performed this maneuver again, but wavered under a wave of pleasure so strong that I was afraid she would topple backwards, so I brought my knees up to catch her. After she had leaned forward to catch her breath, I suggested to Laurie that she move so I could pleasure her with my tongue while Kathy remained facing Laurie. Laurie caressed Kathy’s breasts, while I brought my hands up to Laurie’s. We continued in this manner for some time when I felt Kathy begin to shudder in the throes of climax. At the same time, Laurie held my face tightly between her thighs. This was all too much for me and I immediately lost control and came deep in Kathy.

Laurie continued to rub her slit up and down my face, as I darted my tounge first into her pussy, the asshole. She too, climaxed again. I looked over at Paul, and he had the widest smile on his face, and his cock soft in his hand. Laurie got off me and Kathy fell down to lay on my chest, all of us feeling very close and warm. We talked a bit more, and eventually we were all on the verge of falling asleep.

Paul got up and took Kathy by the hand and left the room. Laurie and I were alone on the bed. I could smell the frangrance of her pussy, still soppy with my cum. She had a look in her eye that could only be described as “devilish”.

She grabbed my cock and, using it like a leash, brought me over to the bed. She got on her hands and knees, and said, “Bring it on home.” I moved up behind her and buried my thing up her snatch. She moaned like a bitch in heat as I held on to her nips to keep from falling down.

After a few minutes of this, she decided to turn the tables. She had me lie down on the bed. Then she pushed her snatch on my mouth. I started sucking and licking as I felt her reach down and jerk my cock. Then, with her snatch nice and wet, she squished it down over my chest and belly until it hovered over my cock.

With a final shove, she jumped on top of it and started riding me like she was at an amusement park. She was in total control and I loved every minute of it. She leaned forward, pressed those ample tits to my lips. I sucked and licked them like a newborn calf. She started moaning and groaning and heaving her snatch down hard. I pushed up with my cock to give her the ride of her life. She came a few times and then quickly got off me. Then, lying down on the bed, she asked me to jerk off over her tits and face. I straddled her, jerking off and feeling her play with my muscular ass. She was licking her lips, urging me to pump my load. Soon I felt my cum boil up out of my nuts and shoot out. Gobs of cum covered her tits. She rubbed my cum all over her tits, and was licking her fingers and sucking the cum off of them.

Laurie and I lay there for a while, and fucked again later in the evening. What ever my wife and brother were doing, I could care less, I was fucking one beautiful woman myself. I finally left by myself, and wondered what Kathy, my brother and his wife did after I had left.

The next morning, the phone rang and it was Kathy. She invited me over to see her apartment. It turned out that she had only borrowed the apartment from our friend, Lisa, who was away in Europe for two months. It was one of those “singles” complexes, and I was a bit taken aback when she told me this. We made plans to meet at two that afternoon. She was going to cook us both dinner and then….who knows…

As I pulled up to the apartment complex, my heart was racing. This was one hell of a complex. As I parked the car, two ladies walked by in “thong” bathing suits, which made my cock spring to life. I followed them to the pool area, and saw that the pool had it’s own bar. I decided to get a drink before I went to Kathy’s apartment, as I was almost two hours early.

I sat at the bar and watched the two ladies from the parking lot spread sun tan lotion on each other (which kept my cock hard…)

As I was sitting at the bar, I was sipping rum and Cokes I was content to stare at the ladies until the two men came to the bar and joined a third man seated beside. One was a fair redheaded young man, one was dark with curly hair, and the third was a quiet muscular man. Red and Curly were very excited and spoke animatedly. Their voices grew louder and I could hear part of their conversation. They told the third man, whom they called Phil, of their good fortune in running into a girl they had known in school. When they claimed she had given the most exquisite blowjobs to a great many of the senior class males, my interest was piqued.

Red and Curly delighted in telling Phil of the woman’s escapades, including the time they witnessed her suck off six men at a friend’s bachelor party while her girlfriend fucked the bridegroom. Curly said that although she worshipped cock, and they had often enjoyed her handjobs and oral ministrations, they knew of no one who had fucked her. Now that she had promised to meet them later, they were hopeful they would “get it all.” They were anxious to go buy a couple of bottles and get set up in their room. Phil was invited to joined them in apartment B-10 after they got things going. They felt sure the girl wouldn’t object once the party got started.

But Red cautioned Phil not to come in too early “Look in first and make sure things are well under way before you attempt to join us.” He added, “Don’t blow it!” and the three left laughing at the pun. Since I was a couple of hours early, I thought I would follow the guys and see for myself what the real story of this “Blowjob Queen” was.

They were in apartment B-10, which I saw would be on the first floor. I had a stiff cock just thinking of the action that might be going on there. I approached the apartment patio, and could hear the drone of the air conditioners and music as I tried to conceal myself behind the giant leaves of the tropical plants. The sliding glass doors leading in from the patio were closed, but the drapes had been left open. As I moved to a better position, I could see clearly into the studio. The red-haired man stood with a drink in his hand in front of the couch talking to my wife. What was she doing there? I pulled a note from my pocket and looked at what I had written: “Kathy’s apartment – B10″

Curly walked into view and served Red and Kathy new drinks. Then he sat on the couch beside Kathy. They talked, laughed and drank. Both men wore only bathing suits, and my wife was wearing a pair of shorts and a halter. As they talked, Curly nonchalantly rested his hand on Kathy’s thigh. She did not protest. After a few minutes, Curly must have hit paydirt. Kathy’s facial expression changed; she closed her eyes, licked her lips and parted her thighs. He had worked his hand to her pantyless crotch.

As if on cue, Red’s bathing suit dropped to the floor and he stepped forward. Kathy opened her eyes and her mouth, and engulfed Red’s semi-erect cock.

My jaw dropped open. I was suddenly struck by the revelation that Kathy was the girl they had been talking about! She had been sucking dick all those years before I met her, and loving it! Kathy took Curly’s rod out of his trunks and stroked it while she sucked on Red’s fully-erect cock. She stopped momentarily, took Curly’s precome, coated Red’s shaft with it, and resumed licking and sucking. Curly stood up beside Red, letting his trunks slip off, and Kathy alternated between them. She licked the sensitive underside of their balls while she pumped both cocks, desperately trying to make them spurt the cream she seemed to love so much. When Red’s first burst hit the floor, he immediately received Kathy’s full attention as she sucked his cockhead in her mouth, trying to squeeze out every last drop. Someone moved outside. I stepped back and hid. It was Phil. He walked to the patio and stood by the window, looking into the room and blocking my view. He stood there rubbing his crotch through his shorts, inspired by the action inside.

After a few minutes, he walked out of sight and around to the front. I moved back to where I could see what was going on inside.

They had moved to the bed. Kathy lay naked on her back, sucking off Curly as he knelt by her head. Red lay on his belly, his head between her legs, eatinq pussy. Kathy worked frantically, trying to coax the cream from Curly’s cock. Phil walked into the room. He had stripped and stood there watching them. Kathy didn’t notice him until he changed places with Red. Curly ejaculated as Kathy looked up, trying to figure out who belonged to the extra body. Caught offguard, she tried to catch as much come as she could in her mouth. Then she rubbed the jet of cream that had hit her breasts into her body and licked her fingers.

She said something and smiled. Phil climbed on her and started fucking her hard and fast. Kathy closed her eyes and Curly put his soft cock back in her mouth. He stroked her head softly while he watched Phil pump her. Red said something and Phil, without pulling out, rolled over so that Kathy was on top of him. With her breasts flattened against his chest, they glued their mouths together and continued fucking.

Red was stroking Kathy’s back and buttocks. He bent down and started kissing and licking her ass-cheeks. She parted her legs and ground her pelvis into Phil. Red then knelt between her legs and started jerking himself off with his cock between Kathy’s cheeks.

Kathy writhed between the two men. Her head began moving from side to side and her eyes were closed tightly. Red held Kathy’s hips and started thrusting. Red’s body stiffened. Then he collapsed on top of Kathy, drained of energy. They were all motionless. Finally, the forgotten Curly moved Red aside, and as soon as Kathy rolled off Phil, Curly mounted her, fucking furiously. Phil and Red left the bed and watched them from the couch.

Curly didn’t last very long. He lay still as Kathy got out from under him.

I take this slowly, at first; as I know that even if he’s familiar with the idea, he isn’t yet comfortable with it. I would have liked to break the ice with a few videos, but circumstances didn’t permit. I settle for some Kahlua and hardcopy of some erotica I’d written (not actually with him in mind, but recent circumstances had encouraged a tend towards genericity…). The apartment is warm; not too hot, but as it’s freezing outside, it’s a welcome contrast. Cosy.

I wouldn’t have taken it this far, except that he’d confessed (to our mutual friend) that he’d wondered what it would be like, to have me up his ass (although, at the moment, that isn’t what I have in mind…). I suspected that he was trying to impress her… I guess I’m about to find out.

…and, no matter how I look at this, strategically, there’s going to be one point where I make a move that he’s going to regard as `the turning point’. I may be regarding this too analytically… still, supposing that I’m right, I then decide to make that first move a bold one, as a sort of `I’m serious here!’ gesture; I move close to him, practically sitting in his lap, and place my hands between his legs. Our eyes meet; we stare at each other, unblinking, for perhaps ten seconds; I sense that, maybe, he’s going to withdraw, so I move my hand against his crotch, sort of cupping it around his balls (which I can feel through the material of his jeans) and put my arm around his shoulders.

Well! He doesn’t run screaming from the room… on the contrary, he closes his eyes and sinks back into the couch… and, yes, I believe he has the start of an erection. Which is a relief, as I don’t think I could go any further if he didn’t. I press myself against him, my head resting on the front of his shoulder; I move my hand again, the palm against his stomach, my fingers pressing into the bulge of his erection, moving it slowly from side to side.

She enters, dressed in her usual jeans and pink floyd T-shirt. I pause to admire the way the psychedelic design curves around her breasts, aware that my companion is doing the same thing. She sits down on the couch next to him, puts her arms around his shoulders (over mine) and kisses him. He rises to the occasion (so to speak ), pressing his mouth eagerly to hers, and yet he doesn’t appear to have forgotten me, as he moves his crotch forward, pressing against my hand. We sit there, the three of us, slowly shifting back and forth, until it proves too much for him and he tries to push her away.

She makes that snarling sound which I’ve always translated as `Oh, no you don’t – *I* make the rules around here!’ and shoves him over sideways so that he’s forced over the arm of the chair with her practically lying on top of him, mouths still joined in a kiss. I scoot around to his front and position myself between his legs, thinking that she’s a tactical genius.
He’s still pushing back as I press harder against the front of his jeans… he moans quietly as the heel of my hand rubs the base of his penis, and suddenly he’s trying to undo his jeans with his one free hand. I help him, unzipping the fly and tugging at his denims as he lifts his hips (as much as he can with her holding him down).

His erection had almost escaped the narrow confines of his underpants, so I help it, tugging the waistband down … I’m impressed! Either the head isn’t noticeably wider than the shaft, or that it’s unusually thick (well, noticeably larger than mine… :-\). I carefully take it in my hand, squeezing gently, feeling its warmth as it swells even larger.

This is getting a tad intimidating… as she pushes him further back over the arm of the chair in what must be a rather uncomfortable position, his groin is thrust out towards me. I can’t resist the temptation to touch the end of his penis with my tongue; holding it steady with one hand (my fingers barely wrap all the way around), I slowly, tentatively lick the underside of the head, my tongue travelling around the end, eventually arriving at the tip. I taste the faint salt tang of the droplet of clear fluid that my tongue encounters there; it sets off something inside me, and I have to restrain myself. I want to be close to him, closer than just hugging him; I want him inside me. Yes.

This is something that I envy my female companion. She’s experienced this; I’d seen her tease him for hours on end, bringing him close to the edge and then withholding herself from him, pushing him until he’d grown impatient with her games and had taken her, brutally, as I wished he’d been able to take me. I think of her, pressed underneath him, both her hands held above her in one of his, her head thrown back in sensuous ecstasy, his hips forcing her legs apart, his other hand darting below to stroke her, to fold her open. I couldn’t help but feel jealous. Simultaneously, I’d wanted to be him, and I’d wanted to be her.

I wanted to be below him, to feel his weight pressing me back into the bed… to tense my muscles against his, to feel his hot breath against my neck, but, yes, I wanted to be held down and fucked by him. I wanted to feel his cock slide into me, feel the head pressing apart lips I’d never possessed and had only vaguely dreamed of possessing. I wanted to wrap my legs around his waist and feel him fucking me, slamming into me, his hips against mine. Shaking my head, I return to the task at hand -

I manage to suppress the fact that this is the first time I’ve even touched another guy’s erection (thinking, if I’m going to be a cocksucker, I’ll be a good one!) as my tongue makes a few more circuits, my lips touching him, my head making slight forward- and backward motions as I combine slow hand-massage and kissing. My lips settle around the end of the head, and I tease the underside again with my tongue. I gather from the sounds he’s making, slightly muffled by our mutual friend’s attentions, that he doesn’t object to what I’m doing.

I’d formed a vague sort of list of things to remember; try to keep my teeth out of the way, things that turned me on when she was doing this for me. It all vanished in the face of this, this object – his erection – it was getting bigger as I applied suction to the head. I closed my eyes and, for a moment, I submerged myself in the feeling of complete submission, a sense of being reduced to nothing except that which gives him pleasure.

I had no idea as to what to do next; he solved this problem (or, perhaps, our mutual friend’s attentions compelled him) by thrusting forward. The motion was slight, a matter of a few inches, but it forced the trunk of his erection past my lips, the head pushing my tongue flat against the bottom of my mouth. The section just behind the head is now -much- wider than before, and I’m glad I’d taken a deep breath just before he pushed.

Coordination! I squeeze as hard as I can with my lips and slide back, trapping the head and sucking; with the fingers of my right hand encircling the base, I can feel the blood rushing into him as I suck. With thumb and forefinger, I tighten my grip gently and draw upwards as my lips move down again. Prepared, this time, I manage to comfortably encompass the first three inches (my best guess), my lips sealed tight around the middle, my tongue tracing the bulging, pulsing veins, flicking over the channel that runs along the underside, pressing the head against the roof of my mouth.

After experimenting with a few different motions, I settle on a combination of squeezing the base, my hand moving slowly up and down, with my lips moving over the end, my saliva lubricating the head (which has grown to the size of a large egg), quickly sweeping down, taking in as much as I can before fastening my lips and slowly drawing back. From the sounds he’s making, I can tell this is going to work.

My other hand pushes his underpants back further and I reach down to hesitantly touch his scrotum. In the warmth of the room (and, most likely due to the ministrations of our mutual friend and, of course, my performance!) his balls move loosely within their skin. The tips of my fingers trace their outline, divide them, gently squeeze them; while my hand- and mouth-motions continue (increasing only slightly in pace), I ever-so-carefully encircle the scrotum with my other hand, his balls held firmly in my grip. I tug downward; he moans and bucks his hips with renewed enthusiasm. The edges of my mouth, straining around the wrist-sized circumference of his cock, twitch momentarily in a smile. Holding his balls in my left hand, I extend my index finger and press the tip into his perineum. This is where his penis joins his body; I can feel its base, and (this is quite a complicated manoeuvre, in retrospect) I’m sucking on the head, massaging the middle and rubbing the base, all just enough out of synchronisation so that he doesn’t feel obliged to come.

I can’t tell what our mutual friend is doing, but she must have done something; he arches his back and lets out a muffled groan. I draw back with his motion, then I shove my head forward, my lips meeting my hand as I take (I’m guessing again, but at least) five inches of his cock in my mouth.

I relinquish my grip on his scrotum, both hands joined around the base of his penis, pressing together and pushing; moving my head from side to side with a sinuous motion, I work my lips even further down, the head pushing towards the opening of my throat (my gag reflex was there, but not so insistent that I couldn’t ignore it), the sides rubbing against my teeth despite my jaw being open as far as possible, my lips closing eagerly around the exposed section of the base above my hands.

I close my eyes and suck, my tongue flattened along the underside, the insides of my cheeks pressing in against him, feeling him swell even larger than before; then, I move my thumbs underneath his balls and press them into his perineum as hard as I can. His cries are muffled, but his reaction is immediate; his hips buck involuntarily, his cock jerks within my mouth, and he comes. In a moment of serene detachment, I can feel the hot fluid coursing down the channel; carefully, I open my jaws just a bit wider, clamp down harder with my lips and, ignoring the rapidly growing collection of semen at the back of my mouth, slowly, sensuously, draw my head back, my lips caressing each contour, each raised ridge and vein along the way, the bulge behind the head squeezing its way out, the clearly-defined edges of the head trapped behind my lips. I can taste him now; slightly bitter, salty, and hot. My hands press into him and surprisingly, he jerks and comes again, a drawn-out, straining climax that floods my mouth with warmth. I drink it all down, my tongue massaging the head, darting out of my mouth to lick the underside again.

I encircle the base of his penis with my right hand and slowly, carefully milk the last drops from him. He’s slumped back in the chair after his second climax, our mutual friend kissing and licking sweat from his face. I glance up at her and she winks back at me. The end of his penis, still rigidly erect, slips from between my lips and I bury my nose in the wiry pubic hair, nuzzling him, relishing his scent, his warmth. I feel his erection pulse against my cheek, and I smile. I think he’s probably ready for some more…