June 2007

What’s not to love about Otis? Six foot three, muscular. Head shaved
clean, showing off smooth brown skin, neatly trimmed goatee.
Brilliant, expensive car, nice apartment. Oh yeah, and he eats pussy
like a champ. Whoever tells you black men don’t eat pussy, don’t you
believe it for a second.

When we first started going out, Otis would tell me all the time what a
strong tongue he had, and how his jaws would never get tired. He said
he could eat a woman out for hours, and she’d get tired before he did.
I thought he was just talking a line, of course, and the fact is, it’s
notoriously difficult to make me come, so I didn’t believe he’d be any
different than any of the other men who had tried.

But then he stripped down, showing off his muscular ebony body, spread
my legs, and parted my labia with his fingers. When he sucked my clit
into his mouth, I was hooked. He used his lips and his teeth and his
tongue, alternating. First he wiggled it between his lips, then he
flicked his tongue over it again and again, and then he lightly scraped
his teeth over it. I felt my thighs trembling, and when I felt his
teeth brushing over my clit, I exploded in a series of small orgasms.

He smiled., obviously pleased with his talents, and took a deep breath.
His goatee tickled against my pussy lips as he pressed his face
against my cunt again. Otis started again, from the beginning. First
his lips, then his tongue, then his teeth. He slid one finger into my
pussy, wiggling it lightly, further and further in. He pressed lightly
against the walls of my cunt, feeling for my G-spot.

By the time he found it, I was feeling like I was going to come, and a
big one this time. I moved down slightly on the bed, rubbing my cunt
against his lips, pushing my clit even further into his mouth. He kept
his finger against my G-spot, rubbing gently as he worked his tongue
over my clit. Now he was lapping in long, slow strokes. I shuddered,
placing my hands on his smooth, bald head, and worked my hips up
against his mouth.

“Yeah, baby,” Otis whispered, his breath sliding warm into my pussy.
He slid his tongue into my slit along with his finger and then licked
his way back up to my clit. He must have been eating me out for a good
half an hour and he showed no signs of tiring. I was breathing
rapidly, and as Otis pressed his finger more firmly against my G-spot,
I exploded in an enormous climax.

My thighs were shaking, my tits were bouncing, my clit was throbbing,
and my cunt was squeezing against his fingers. I cried out in
pleasure, moaning again and again. Otis was good, he kept licking my
clit, keeping my orgasm going. When he finally pulled away, my entire
body was trembling. I moaned again, looking down at him, his lips and
goatee shining with my juices.

“I told you I was the best,” Otis said.

“Yes you are,” I said, wrapping my legs around him and pulling his hard
cock inside me.

Jordan’s lifelong dream team was for his wife Miko to let him fuck her
in the ass. But she always said no. She was built very small, her
petite frame seeming younger than her age of 28. Her pussy was so
tight that sometimes if Jordan went on a trip and they didn’t have sex
for week, the next time would be almost like the first time again.
Miko’s pussy was as tight as any other woman’s asshole would have been,
and she figured that should have kept him satisfied. But it just made
Jordan want to do it all the more. If her cunt was that tight, imagine
how hot her ass would be.

Which is why he was surprised, one Saturday afternoon, to come home
from running some errands and find Miko lying on the bed with a
vibrator stuck up her ass. It seemed to really be turning her on,
judging from the way she was moaning in pleasure and rubbing her clit
with her slender fingers. Jordan’s dick was rock hard in an instant.
She didn’t notice him standing in the doorway at first, so he stood
there, rubbing his stiff prick through his pants as he watched her
getting herself off.

He finally worked up the nerve to clear his throat, but she didn’t even
notice. The vibrator had all but disappeared inside her anus at this
point and there was a wet spot on his pants from his leaking, throbbing
cock. Jordan decided that he had better just take the chance while it
was lying there in front of him. He stripped off his clothes and
joined Miko on the bed.

Miko was so hot that she simply rolled over and started kissing him
wildly, rubbing his chest, moving down to suck on his cock, which she
hardly ever did, all with the vibrator still buzzing in her asshole.
Jordan thought he had died and gone to heaven.

“I’m ready for you to fuck my ass,” Miko said. She reached down to the
slender curve of her bottom and pulled slowly at the vibrator until it
popped out, glistening with lube. Jordan groaned. He had Miko kneel
on the bed, pressing her face into the pillows, as he used his hands
spread her ass cheeks wide. Her hole, which was usually nothing more
than a tiny light brown pucker, was spread wide and glistening with
lubricant. Jordan exhaled slowly, he couldn’t believe his dream was
about to come true.

Watching every motion, Jordan kept his hands on Miko’s ass as he
pressed his cock against her asshole. She was so slick that he didn’t
even bother to lube up his dick. She was still rubbing her clit in
quick, small circles, making herself come. Jordan watched her asshole
flexing open and shut as she came. As though he were playing miniature
golf, Jordan waited until the shiny orifice was at its widest before
slipping the bulb of his cockhead inside.

Miko moaned and came again as Jordan penetrated her ass. He had to
stop and take a deep breath in order to regain composure. Her ass was
even tighter and hotter than he had imagined. Her pussy was nothing
compared to the feeling of her tight ass, seeming to suck his long
shaft inside her each time he thrust.

Soon he was screwing her asshole just like he screwed her pussy. His
balls were shaking with each thrust, bumping into her fingers, which
were still working furiously on her hard little clit. Miko was going
absolutely crazy. She writhed under him in such pleasure that Jordan
thought his dick might pop out of her anus at any moment. In between
her orgasms, she pressed back against him, pumping his prick with her
asshole until Jordan thought he might burst.

He made sure she came one more time, fucking her ass with long, slow
strokes as she fingered her clit. He reached forward and grabbed her
small tits, holding them as he began to fuck her with shorter, quicker
strokes. His balls were boiling and he knew he had to let go.

“Come in my ass,” Miko cried out in ecstasy, pushing back against him
with renewed vigor, burying his hard pole deep inside her ass.

Jordan didn’t know which was hotter, having his prick buried inside his
wife’s ass after such a long time, or listening to her talk like a
complete slut. It didn’t matter. “Oh, baby,” he groaned, thrusting
deep into her asshole as he came, spurting his cum deep into her
bowels. Miko shivered in delight, squeezing her ass tight, milking the
every drop of jism from his balls.

She pulled forward off his prick, wiggling her ass at him, showing off
her beautifully distended ass, dripping with his milky cum. “I’ve been
practicing,” she said, smiling over her shoulder at her husband.

“I can tell,” Jordan said, lying on his back, and pulling Miko into his
arms. He used his fingers in her gaping ass and on her swollen clit to
bring her to one more shuddering orgasm as she licked his cock dry. It
had been worth the wait.

Delia lay on her king-size bed, waiting for her eight o’clock call.
She had turned down the lights, and vanilla-scented candles flickered
in the darkness all around her. When she moved, her skin rustled
against the deliciously soft satin sheets. She was already aroused and
ready, and it was hard for her to resist pushing her light gold silk
teddy out of the way and fingering her moist cunt.

She rubbed her nipples idly through the silk, feeling them harden under
her touch. Shocks of quivering electricity ran down her body, making
her clit ache to be touched. She closed her eyes and stroked her
breasts softly, parting her legs for an imaginary lover.

The phone rang, jerking Delia from her reverie. She took a deep breath
and answered it. “This is Delia,” she purred in her sensual, husky
voice.

“Hello, Delia,” the deep voice on the other end of the line said. His
accent was slightly British, and she could hear the soft smile on his
lips. “My name is Nigel. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“All good, I hope,” Delia chuckled slightly in response, slipping her
legs over the satin sheets as she settled back against her pillows.
“You have a very sexy voice, Nigel.”

“I’m glad you think so,” he said, and then hesitated.

“Well, Nigel, I’m 28 years old. I have long blonde hair, and blue
eyes. I’m five foot seven, I wear a 34D bra, and my pussy is trimmed.
Why don’t you tell me a little bit about yourself,” Delia said easily.
She ran her hands over her flat stomach, teasing herself as she worked
to set Nigel at ease. Lots of her clients were insecure, but usually
she could convince them otherwise. “What do you look like?”

“I’m six feet tall. I have light brown hair and hazel eyes. I work
out, so I’m in pretty good shape, but I’m not gorgeous.”

“I think you sound very attractive,” Delia said, her hands slipping up
and down her thighs. “Is your chest hairy or smooth?”

“Smooth,” Nigel said. She could hear his breathing accelerating.

“Tell me about your cock. It’s only fair,” Delia said. “I told you
about my wet little pussy.”

“You’re wet, right now?” Nigel breathed.

“Oh yes,” Delia said, trailing her fingers along the edge of her cunt,
feeling the heat and moisture. “Your voice turns me on. And I’ll bet
you have a beautiful cock.”

“It’s not very big,” Nigel said apologetically. “It’s about six inches
long, a few inches around. I’m circumcised.”

“Are you hard right now?” Delia whispered.

Nigel’s breath caught in his throat. “Yes,” he managed to say.

“I think your cock sounds just perfect. My cunt is too tight for
really big dicks, but I like them nice and hard.” She heard the sound
of his zipper and smiled to herself.

“I’m definitely hard.”

“I want you to stroke your cock while I talk to you,” Delia said.
“Right now, I’m lying on my bed, and I’m touching my nipples and my
pussy while I talk to you. My nipples are hard, and they’re rubbing
against my silk teddy. They’re so sensitive, and I love the way the
silk feels against my skin. I’ve got one hand between my thighs, and
I’m rubbing just the edges of my pussy lips.” She heard Nigel
breathing heavily. “Can you picture that?” she asked.

“Oh yes,” Nigel said. “You look so sexy touching yourself.”

“So do you,” Delia said. “I love the way a man looks holding his hard
cock. I like to see him moving his hand up and down the shaft as he
watches me stroke my pussy. I like to see his balls tighten and
pre-cum dripping out of the swollen head.”

“Oh god,” Nigel said in a strangled voice.

“Oooh,” Delia sighed. “I’m rubbing my clit now, I couldn’t stand not
to touch it. It’s so hard, and my pussy is so wet, I’m dripping all
over my satin sheets. I’m just flicking my thumb over my clit so
lightly, and - oh!” Delia cried out and her hips bucked. A shiver ran
through her whole body.

“Oh god,” Nigel said again. “I wish I could see you fingering your
pussy.”

“Mmm….close your eyes and keep stroking your cock,” Delia said. She
heard Nigel shifting on the other end of the phone, his hand slapping
over his hard cock. She loved that sound. “I’m sliding one finger
into my pussy. Ooh, it’s so wet, and so hot and so tight. It feels
just like a tiny cock sliding inside me, like it’s your cock pressing
into my wet pussy.”

“Oh I’d love to be fucking you right now,” Nigel said. The sound of
him jerking his cock grew faster.

“That’s why I’ve got my finger inside me, I can feel it like it’s your
cock, sliding in and out of my pussy, fucking me just like your hard
cock, your hard cock that you’re stroking right now.” Delia felt
herself quickening, and she was sure that Nigel was close too, so she
went back to fingering her stiff clit, sending paroxysms of pleasure up
and down her spine. “Oh yeah, and then you’d fuck me harder and
faster, your balls slapping against my clit, your hard cock buried
inside my tight pussy.”

“Oh god,” Nigel cried out again, and she heard him hold in his breath
as he came. Delia rubbed her clit frantically and followed him over
the edge, her pussy clutching her fingers in its soggy grip.

They both lay, breathing for a moment, until finally Delia spoke.
“That was so nice,” she said softly. “You’re very sexy, Nigel.”

Nigel laughed quietly. “You did all the work.”

“Mmm….” Delia stretched. “Well next time you’ll do more of the
talking. There will be a next time, won’t there?”

“Oh yes.”

“Then I look forward to it,” Delia said, softly replacing the phone in
its cradle and stroking her wet pussy, waiting for her nine o’clock
call.

When the captain told me I was getting a new partner, I figured it
would be a guy. So when Haiko came walking into the room, my jaw
nearly dropped. She was barely an inch over five feet tall, with
short, shiny black hair, broad, pretty features, and a petite, slender
body that curved in the right places. I knew I was going to have a
tough time keeping my cock at bay when we were in close quarters.

After a month of working together, I learned that Haiko was a tough,
no-nonsense woman, and a good cop, despite her small stature. But that
didn’t mean I still didn’t want her like crazy. After our shift, I’d
run home and beat off, thinking about having Haiko in bed with me. I
didn’t want to make a move because we worked together, but damn I
wanted her bad.

We were on a stakeout, holed up in a hotel room. I was about to go
crazy having her so close to me, and not being able to do anything
about it, until Haiko took the matter out of my hands. She came out of
the shower one night and just dropped her towel to the floor. She
walked over to me, her body still glistening with water, and straddled
me where I was sitting on the bed.

“I’m tired of working,” she said. “Let’s take a break.” And then,
just like that, she leaned down and kissed me. I moaned and wrapped my
arms around her, pulling her down firmly against my throbbing boner.
Her body was warm against mine, and she humped her hips against my
cock, making it pulse even more urgently.

Haiko stripped off my clothes and pushed me back onto my bed. She
climbed up over my face and pushed her cunt against my mouth. Without
stopping to think, I ate her out hungrily, sucking on her pussy lips
and then her clit, swirling my tongue around her slit and then pushing
it right inside, making it stiff and fucking her with it like a little
cock. She loved it, she was shouting in pleasure and bucking her hips
against my face. Her juices were running over my cheeks, my heart and
my dick were both pounding, and I was in heaven.

Or at least I thought I was until she pulled back and sank onto my
dick, pulling me deep into her pussy. The heat and tightness was
intense, and I was glad I had snuck into the bathroom to beat off
earlier that day, or I would have lost it right there. Haiko slid very
slowly up and down my stick, moaning all the while, lost in ecstasy. I
moved my hands to her hips and we picked up the pace.

When my dick was completely coated with her juices, and the friction
was intense, Haiko rolled over, pulling me on top of her, my dick still
embedded in her cunt. She pulled her legs back, allowing my cock to
penetrate deep inside her, and then we were off. Haiko fucked back
against me as quickly as she could. I was panting, both of us were
sweating, and the bed was shaking. “Give me your cum,” Haiko moaned.
Hearing my sexy partner say those words drove me over the edge, and my
cock spurted hot seed into her tight twat.

Soon afterwards, the stakeout ended, and after that, I got transferred
to another unit. I’d like to say I got to see Haiko after that, but I
didn’t. Let’s just hope that my next stakeout goes as well as the last
one did.

“Watch your step there,” Jackie said, holding out her hand as Phyllis
caught her high heel on a loose section of dirt and stumbled. Jackie
reached out, her hard hat tilting to the side as she caught Phyllis in
her strong arms. Her muscles tensed as she felt Phyllis’ breasts
pressing against her own through the smooth silk of Phyllis’ shirt.
When Phyllis pulled back, there was a smudge of dirt from Jackie’s arm
across where her hard nipple was poking out through the silk.

“You’re strong,” Phyllis said, running her well-manicured nails up
Jackie’s deeply tanned arm. Jackie eyed Phyllis. Being a female
construction foreman she was used to getting talked down to by the
clients, but not hit on by them. But boy did she want a taste of
Phyllis’ corporate ass. She had been eyeing the way her miniskirt
lifted on her legs all day, and she bet anything underneath it there
was a pair of silk panties with a nice musky, damp crotch.

“Sorry about your shirt,” Jackie said, and she reached out boldly,
covering Phyllis’ breast with her hand, on the pretense of wiping the
dirt away. She grazed her thumb over the nipple, and Phyllis jumped
and moaned in response. Sensitive. Jackie liked that. She pinched
the same nipple between her fingers and twisted lightly, and Phyllis
went weak in the knees, leaning against Jackie.

Jackie braced her work boots apart as she leaned forward and kissed
Phyllis full on the mouth. She could smell the perfume Phyllis was
wearing mingling with the smell of her own sweat and the dust on her
clothes, and it made her hot. She loved feminine women. Jackie wiped
her hand on her jeans and then snaked it under Phyllis’ skirt, moving
up until she found the silk of her panties, wet, just like she’d
expected. She slid a finger inside the crotch and began rubbing back
and forth along Phyllis’ wet cunt lips.

“Oh Jackie,” Phyllis moaned, pushing Jackie’s hard hat off and running
her hands down her back. Jackie slid down the other woman’s body,
pushing Phyllis’ skirt up at the same time. Then she pulled her
panties off with her teeth so they hung around her ankles, and buried
her tongue inside the warmth of Phyllis’ pussy.

Phyllis gasped, tangling her fingers in the tight ponytail Jackie
wore, humping her clit against Jackie’s tongue as she wiggled it back
and forth. Jackie dug her fingers into Phyllis’ ass, sucking at the
juices dripping from her crack. Then she moved one hand between
Phyllis’ legs and began finger-fucking her as she ate her out. Phyllis
began coming instantly, her cunt rippling along Jackie’s finger.
Jackie fucked her harder, wet, sloppy sounds coming from between
Phyllis’ thighs, Jackie’s face covered with her juices.

Outside, the sounds of jackhammers and backhoes continued, along with
the shouts of the workmen, but the two women were lost in each other.
Jackie pulled Phyllis onto the floor with her, and they rolled around,
kissing, as Phyllis licked her own juices from Jackie’s lips. “My
shirt,” Phyllis moaned when she looked down and saw her formerly white
blouse streaked with dust and dirt.

“We’ll just have to take it off,” Jackie said. She tugged at the
blouse until it came loose. Phyllis wasn’t wearing a bra underneath,
and Jackie went straight for her nipples, sucking and licking at them
as Phyllis writhed in ecstasy. Jackie guided one of Phyllis’ hands to
her pussy, and she felt Phyllis tentatively exploring the wet folds.
“Put your finger inside me,” Jackie said, nibbling lightly at one of
Phyllis’ nipples.

Phyllis pushed her finger inside the wet sheath of Jackie’s cunt, and
began fucking her with it. Jackie did the same, and soon the women
were rolling around on the floor again as they fingered each other’s
cunts. Jackie could feel Phyllis’ long nail inside her cunt, and it
felt good, knowing she would go home that night smelling of her pussy.
She came hard, rubbing her thigh between Phyllis’ thighs so she would
come too.

The women disentangled and cleaned up as best they could before
heading back out onto the construction site. “It was a pleasure
meeting you,” Phyllis said formally to Jackie, extending her hand. “I
always enjoy meeting another working women.” She turned and walked
away gracefully, but Jackie chuckled when she saw her own dusty
handprint clear on the seat of Phyllis’ skirt.

I have a job as a night watchman at a construction project. It was a
quiet night on the eleven-to-seven shift, when some workers came in to
do a bit of a tile work. They were bringing in their equipment when I
noticed that a beautiful blonde in her early twenties was part of the
crew. When she walked over to me and asked where the nearest water
spigot was, I sat there not saying a word, running my eyes over her
tasty young body. She had piercing blue eyes, huge breasts that bounced
wildly beneath a thin, button-down shirt, and a narrow waist. I finally
came to my senses and told her I would show her the spigot in one of
the backrooms.

When we got there, she introduced herself as Cleo and asked if I would
connect her hose for her. I would love to connect my hose to her, I
thought to myself, but of course said nothing. As I bent down to hook
up her hose to the spigot, Cleo leaned over to watch. I could feel her
breasts on my back. I was pleased by the firmness of her melon-size
tits, and would have been happy to have them pressed against my back
for the rest of the night.

Cleo returned to her work and I returned to my chair, about thirty feet
away from her. She took off her shirt and did her work in a tank top. I
got quite a show as she bent down to mix some grout. My cock began to
stiffen. I had to make my first hourly rounds early, in order to give
the poor, throbbing thing a rest.

When I returned, Cleo was arguing with her boss. After a few minutes of
this, she dropped her putty knife and walked over to me. She was quiet
for some time, glancing off into space as I wrote in my watchman’s log.
Finally she looked at me and said, “Let me make the rounds with you.”
And before I could explain it wasn’t necessary to do that for another
hour, she grabbed my hand and pulled me from my chair.

Well, we didn’t go on my ususal route. Cleo led me to the back of the
building and up the stairs to a nearly empty storage room. After
shutting the door behind us, she kissed me, slipping her tongue into my
mouth and wiggling it around. It has been a fantasy of mine to be at
work and fuck a hot woman with the risk of being caught by the foreman.
And I was about to have my fantasy fulfilled.

Cleo gave me a wicked grin as she squatted between my legs and
unbuckled my belt. My holster hit the floor as she unzipped my pants
and pulled my underwear down. She gasped as she laid her eyes on my
cock and balls. I’d shaved my pubic hair off at the request of my
girlfriend Gina, and Cleo was excited by the sight and the feel of
this, her first bald cock. She ran her fingers along the smooth skin,
and my cock quickly rose to attention. When it was at full mast, Cleo
took it between her lips. She deep-throated me, resting her lips at the
shaved base of my cock, even sucking my balls into her mouth.

Then she pulled me out of her mouth and licked my hairless scrotum,
sucking only my balls and stroking my shaft with her hand. The
sensation was indescribable! Then she went back to work on the full
lenght of my cock, again and again taking me into her mouth.

Cleo bobbed her head up and down, massaging every inch of my love gun
with her lips and tongue. When she sped up her strokes, I couldn’t hold
back any longer and filled her mouth with a burst of hot, thick come.
She didn’t swallow it all at once, but instead pulled away and looked
up at me with her mouth open, showing me that most of my load was still
on her tongue. Then she kissed me and we both swallowed the remainder
of my semen.

After licking her lips, Cleo stood upand started removing her clothes,
saying “your turn.” She wasn’t wearing a bra or panties, and as she
stripped I was transfixed by her naked beauty. She had a full body tan,
huge breasts with tiny nipples and a thin patch of dark hair between
her legs. I kissed her, then continued down her body with my lips,
taking one nipple then the other into my mouth on my long journey down
to her wet pussy. I was turned on by how every part of Cleo’s body was
tight. She obviously worked out regularly. When I reached the magic
area, I sank my tongue into her pussy and flicked her clit with my
tongue. It was then that she a tremendous orgasm. I drank every drop of
her love juices and, returning the favor from before, let her suck some
of her own tanguy come off my tongue.

Next, Cleo laid down on the cold, hard concrete and fingered herself.
She spread her legs when she was again good and hot and said, “Do it to
me.” As if I needed any coaxing! I quickly removed the rest of my
clothes and positionned myself between her legs, and held them in the
air as I pumped my erection in and out of her thight oven. And I mean
thight! Her pussy was clenched around my prick like a fist.

Her cunt sucked and sucked my cock. I really love my girlfriend Gina,
but fucking a different woman was a great experience. Cleo had her
second orgasm of the night, bucking and squealing all the way through
it. I kept on fucking her, surprised that I hadn’t come yet. Great
things can’t last forever though, and I could feel my orgasm building.
But before I could come, Cleo pulled me out of her and took my cock in
her mouth. My come shot into her like a liquid bullet, and this time
she swallowed every drop.

When we’d both caught our breath, we picked up our clothes and got
dressed. We were shocked to find out that out clothes were covered with
plaster from the walls and floor. Cleo also had plaster on her sweaty
ass and back. We both laughed, brushed off our clothes the best we
could and returned to the main floor.

The next time I saw my girlfriend Gina, I told her about that night.
She was jealous, but as we have always been totally honest with each
other, she accepted it. In fact, after I’d explain some of the things
Cleo had done, like making me taste my own come, the next time we made
love Gina did exactly that. Now she tells me she wants to have
threesome with Cleo… Maybe we will!!!

Tony and Claire and Donna had been the best of friends in college.
After graduation, they had all moved to separate cities and it had been
a long time since they had seen each other. Claire and Donna decided
to have a mini reunion when Donna was in town for business trip.

They were sitting in Claire apartment, catching up on gossip and old
times when Claire had an idea. “Let’s take a picture and send it to
Tony,” she said.

“What a great idea,” Donna agreed. They used Claire’s digital camera
so they could upload the photo and e-mail it to Tony right away. They
pressed their faces close together, smiling at the camera, imagining
Tony’s face when he saw the two of them together.

“Hey, remember what Tony used to fantasize about in college? ” Claire
asked, a grin on her face.

“Oh yes, ” Donna said, “let’s take a picture of us kissing so he’ll
think that he missed out on the fun. “

They laughed and pressed their lips together, trying to keep from
laughing as the camera shot photo after photo. They moved their faces
so that they alternated poses, one close to the camera and then the
other. After a few shots, their kissing became more passionate, and
they seemed to forget about the camera as their tongues danced against
each other. Donna gave a low moan as Claire sucked lightly on her
tongue and teased her lips.

“Is this for Tony any more?” Donna asked, pulling back for a moment and
smiling at Claire.

“Well, don’t you think he’d appreciate it if we went really wild?”
Claire asked, nuzzling Donna’s neck and moving her hands to her old
friend’s breasts. She fingered Donna’s nipples gently through the soft
cashmere of her sweater.

“Oh yes,” Donna purred, unbuttoning Claire’s shirt and trailing her
fingertips lightly over Claire’s small breasts through her white lacy
bra. They set the digital camera to take pictures every few seconds,
and then they put it down and moved to the bed.

After quickly stripping off each other’s clothes, they lay together,
kissing and touching lightly, exploring the curves and crevices of each
other’s bodies. It seemed strange that they had known each other for
so long and had never done it before. Claire was making soft sighing
noises as Donna parted her thighs and slid her fingers in and around
Claire’s wet slit.

Donna had touched her own pussy of course, but Claire’s seemed
different somehow. Warmer, wetter, the fluids lubricating the soft
folds seemed slicker. Her fingers darted in and around Claire’s
luscious labia, provoking more of the delicious moans from the depths
of Claire’s throat.

Claire lowered her head to Donna’s breasts, sucking on the friend’s
nipples as Donna found the tiny button of Claire’s clit and pinched it
gently between her fingers. Lifting her head for a moment, Claire
gasped in ecstasy, and Donna could feel the nub of flesh throbbing
against her fingers as juices dripped from Claire’s dripping slit.

“Tony is going to love this, ” Donna laughed, and then sighed happily
as Claire ran her tongue over the underside of Donna’s breasts, teasing
the soft, pale skin.

“He’s going to go crazy,” Claire murmured as she kissed her way down
Donna’s softly rounded stomach. As her head moved lower, she shifted
so that Donna’s hands could keep working on her soft pussy.

Donna spread her legs, allowing Claire easy access to her own dripping
cunt. Claire found Donna’s stiff clit easily and sucked it between her
lips, flicking her tongue lightly over the very tip. Donna could feel
waves of sensation shivering through all the nerve endings in her body,
and she moaned aloud, thrusting her fingers deeper into Claire’s hole.

The women’s warm juices were everywhere, flowing down their thighs,
their fingers, their faces, and making the sheets sticky and warm.
They were dimly aware of the camera catching their movements at regular
intervals, and the thought of Tony sitting in front of his computer,
downloading image after image of their shared ecstasy, made them pause
and smile.

“Oh honey,” Donna murmured, “you’re going to make me come.” Claire
exhaled lately, blowing a warm stream of air over Donna’s damp pussy,
and Donna moaned and shivered as her cunt began to throb, pushing more
juices out onto Claire’s face. Claire kept her tongue moving over
Donna’s throbbing clit, bringing her to another rapid orgasm as Claire
felt her own thighs beginning to shake, warning of her own impending
orgasm.

The bed shook under them as the women’s bodies trembled in their
orgasms; fingers, tongues, lips working rapidly on each other’s cunts
as they came, orgasm after orgasm following so rapidly that it seemed
like one continuous string. When they were too exhausted to continue,
Claire kissed her way back up Donna’s body and their lips met again,
sharing the musky juices of each other’s cunts.

They hurried into the den and started up Claire’s computer. Donna was
sitting on Claire’s lap, both of them still naked. They uploaded the
images of their tryst and sent them off to Tony, smiling as they
imagined how he would react when he saw their show and tell.

Thomas had been working for Mr. Maxwell long enough to know two things
about him - he liked to drink, and he had a beautiful wife. Every
Friday night, Mr. Maxwell would ask Thomas to go drinking with him.
Thomas would end up driving his boss home and carrying him inside to
let him sleep on the couch. Mrs. Maxwell, a petite, beautiful Asian
woman must have been at least forty, but had the body of a twenty-year
old, always looked so sad.

One Friday night, when Thomas was about to leave, Mrs. Maxwell asked
him to stay. Mr. Maxwell was snoring away on the couch, which was a
good thing because his wife was walking around in this short little
kimono that didn’t leave much to the imagination. Thomas’ dick was
rock-hard inside his pants just from looking at her. “My husband never
makes love to me anymore,” she said, stepping towards Thomas and
running her hand over his chest. “I need to get fucked so badly.”

Thomas couldn’t believe his unbelievable luck, and he wasn’t about to
let a beautiful woman go horny when he was around. He wrapped his arms
around Mrs. Maxwell’s beautiful body and kissed her passionately,
pressing his stiff cock against her stomach. She stepped back to pull
off her robe, revealing a body that was even more beautiful than he had
imagined. Her long black hair hung down to her waist, without even a
strand of gray. Her tits were small but firm, with big dark nipples
that stuck out like erasers. She dropped to her knees, right there in
the living room where her husband was sleeping, and sucked on Thomas’
dick.

“Oh baby,” Thomas moaned, running his hands through Mrs. Maxwell’s
long silky hair as she pulsed her lips around his rod. “You suck great
cock,” he said. She smiled up at him with her big brown eyes and then
resumed bobbing up and down on his dick, slurping hungrily. When he
couldn’t hold it anymore, he came. She took the first jet of cum
inside her mouth and swallowed, but then pulled back and let the rest
of his load spurt all over her face. Thomas had never seen a woman
take spunk on her face like Mrs. Maxwell. She looked incredibly sexy
with his white cream dripping from her lips and eyelashes.

As she gazed up at him, covered with his jism, she kept manipulating
his rod, and Thomas suddenly noticed that he was just as hard as if he
had never come. “Now fuck me,” she said. Thomas glanced around
nervously, but Mr. Maxwell was still sleeping peacefully. He couldn’t
believe he was actually going to bone his boss’ wife right in front of
him.

Mrs. Maxwell lay back on the floor, rubbing Thomas’ cum into her skin
and spreading her legs wide. Her dark pussy lips opened like the
petals of a flower, gleaming at him and begging him to sink his cock
inside. He groaned and fell to his knees, sliding into her cunt with
one smooth stroke. She fucked him just as urgently as he fucked her,
and after a few strokes they were humping away, moving across the
carpet as though they were on wheels.

With a surprising amount of strength for such a slender woman, Mrs.
Maxwell wrapped her legs around Thomas’ waist and then rolled over,
keeping his prick inside her tight pussy as she got on top of him.
Thomas reached up and held her bouncing tits as she began to fuck him
from on top. He moved one hand down to her cunt and rubbed her clit as
she slid up and down on his rod. “Oh I’m coming, I’m coming!” Mrs.
Maxwell moaned, throwing her head back. Her cunt squeezed along
Thomas’ rod, pulling another load of cum right out of him.

They spent the rest of the night in bed, Thomas eating Mrs. Maxwell’s
pussy until she came, and delivering more wads of his cum into her
beautiful pussy, ass, and mouth. In the morning, Mr. Maxwell was still
sleeping when Thomas kissed Mrs. Maxwell goodbye and told her that he
would see her next Friday night.

“Just relax into it,” Yolanda said, sliding her hands down Diana’s
body. The yoga class was over, and nearly everyone else had left.
Yolanda’s long blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her skin
was covered with a thin film of sweat, making her leotard stick to her
body. “Very good,” she said. She moved her hand up Diana’s thigh,
helping her into position.

“It’s no use,” Diana said. “My body just doesn’t move that way.” She
stood up, and as she did, Yolanda’s hand moved the rest of the way up
her leg and collided with her cunt. Yolanda smiled, feeling the sweat
and heat dripping through the thin fabric of her workout clothes. She
rubbed Diana’s pussy, feeling her thighs trembling, more from the
arousal than from the yoga session.

“Like I said, you just have to relax,” Yolanda said. She kept moving
her hand back and forth over Diana’s pussy, massaging the folds,
feeling them swell under the fabric. Diana’s eyes closed and she
moaned softly through parted lips. “Yeah, just like that,” Yolanda
purred. Her fingers slid under Diana’s panties, stroking along the wet
lips of her cunt.

Diana’s body relaxed into Yolanda’s arms, and soon the women were
kissing, running their hands over each other’s bodies. Yolanda was fit
and toned, with small breasts and big round nipples that poke through
her leotard as Diana squeezed them.

They fell together onto the mat, wiggling out of their confining
leotards. Diana kissed her way down Yolanda’s supple body and began to
lick her pussy. Yolanda moaned in pleasure as Diana found her clit and
wiggled her tongue back and forth over it. The yoga instructor slowly
drew her legs up, allowing Diana easier access to her dripping cunt.
She was folded nearly in half, demonstrating her amazing flexibility,
and then hooked her feet behind her neck. In that position, her cunt
was wide open, and Diana lapped eagerly at the dripping juices.

With her legs curled up so high, Diana was able lick Yolanda’s stuff
clit while she fingered her pussy and her asshole. It wasn’t long
before Yolanda was rocking back and forth in ecstasy, her pussy and ass
clenching around Diana’s fingers. Diana sat back on her knees, licking
her fingers clean and smiling as Yolanda rubbed her breasts and cunt,
coming back down from her orgasm.

“See, now that’s how you relax,” Yolanda said, smiling at her student.
“Let me show you.” They kneeled and began to kiss again, Yolanda’s
hands traveling all over Diana’s body, tracing her curves and kneading
slightly to massage her muscles. Diana lay back on the mat and Yolanda
continued her massage, moving her mouth down to suck on Diana’s nipples
as her hands slid between Diana’s legs.

There was a small wet spot on the mat as Yolanda rubbed Diana’s cunt.
Diana trembled and moaned in pleasure as Yolanda kept stimulating her
clit. She had a series of small orgasms, bucking and moaning each
time, coming off the mat. Yolanda guided her up so her back was
arched, her feet planted firmly on the mat.

“I told you all you had to do was relax,” Yolanda breathed, planting
her mouth on Diana’s pussy and sucking firmly on her clit as though it
were her nipple. Diana gasped and came long and hard, and then
collapsed onto the mat.

“I guess you were right,” Diana said, laughing. She sat up and kissed
Yolanda, licking her juices off her yoga instructor’s face. “Now maybe
we should just do this before class next time. I’ll be the most
relaxed person there.”

The two couples were driving to the mountains for their long vacation
together. Jack, who was driving, had just turned off the interstate
when he happened to glance in the mirror and see his wife Vickie with
her hand on her friend Debra’s thigh. He did a double-take, trying to
remember to focus on the road as Vickie’s hand slid under Debra’s skirt.

Jack motioned to Debra’s husband Chuck, who was sitting in the
passenger seat of their minivan, jerking his head back towards the
women. Chuck turned. “Holy crap,” he said, staring. The two women
were leaning back in the seat, kissing, as Vickie’s hand moved around
under Debra’s skirt, and Debra’s hand covered one of Vickie’s breasts.

“Shhh,” Jack nudged Chuck. He didn’t want the women disturbed, he
wanted to see where it would lead.

Chuck turned around and flipped down the visor. Both men watched in
their mirrors as the women’s kissing became more passionate, their
groping more erotic. Debra’s skirt was hiked up around her waist, and
the men could see Vickie’s fingers buried in Debra’s sopping cunt.

When Debra shoved Vickie’s shirt out of the way and began sucking on
Vickie’s wide nipples, Jack couldn’t take anymore. He pulled over to
the side of the road before he crashed, but he left the car running and
kept watching the women in the mirror. It didn’t matter. Vickie and
Debra were completely caught up in what they were doing.

The smell of two very hot cunts and the women’s moans filled the
minivan, as Chuck and Jack watched, astonished, their cocks throbbing
at the sight of their wives pleasuring each other. Debra was sucking
urgently on Vickie’s tits, licking and biting her stiff nipples as
Vickie’s fingered her under her panties.

As the women’s lovemaking became hotter, Vickie pulled the release
lever that reclined the seat until it was flat, providing a bed for
their activities. The women stripped each other naked, seemingly
oblivious to anything other than their own panting and clutching hands.
When they were naked, they lay together, rubbing their breasts over
each other’s bodies.

Vickie’s hand returned instinctively to Debra’s cunt, flicking over her
throbbing clit as Debra shivered. When she came, Jack and Chuck
watched her cunt contracting around Vickie’s tireless fingers. Debra’s
thighs and Vickie’s entire hand were shining with cunt cream.

When her thighs had stopped trembling, Debra slid her hand between
Vickie’s thighs, and the women finger-fucked each other, slamming their
fingers into each other’s cunts in unison. They were like animals,
biting and licking each other’s necks, kissing furiously, and pounding
their pussies as their hips gyrated and they came again and again.

Both Jack and Chuck were stroking their meat anxiously as they stared
at their wives in the mirrors, hoping that the show was not over. As
though they had read their husbands minds, Vickie climbed onto Debra’s
face and rode her tongue, pulling at her nipples, which were hard like
dark red pebbles.

The lips of Vickie’s cunt spread over Debra’s lips as though the women
were kissing, Debra’s tongue darting in and out of her friend’s slit as
she slurped at her hard clit. Vickie ground her hips in a circle,
increasing the pressure of Debra’s tongue on her clit. Cream flowed
copiously from her cunt, bathing Debra’s entire face in her juices.
Wetting a finger, Debra slipped it into Vickie’s asshole, fucking her
lightly as she ate her out.

Watching his wife finger-fucking his best friend’s wife was too much
for Chuck, who groaned quietly and shot his load into his waiting hand.
Jack was still pumping his cock furiously as he stared at their wives
in the backseat.

Having Debra’s finger in her ass seemed to drive Vickie truly wild.
She was bucking like she was in a rodeo, shrieking and pushing her tits
together as she came, spurting her juices into Debra’s waiting mouth.

Still sitting on Debra’s face, Vickie took one of her hands off her
breasts and slid it into Debra’s waiting cunt. She stroked Debra’s
pussy as though her finger were a tiny cock, and Debra came easily, her
moans muffled by Vickie’s hot cunt. Jack released his cream with Debra.

The women collapsed in each other’s arms, their chests heaving, their
hands, thighs, and faces slick with their own and each other’s juices.
“Why are we stopped?” Vickie asked from the backseat.

“No reason,” Jack said, and pulled back out onto the road. He and
Chuck glanced at each other. This was one vacation they were
definitely looking forward to.