February 2008

“Come back!” Terry called after the dogs as they tore across the street
into the neighbor’s yard.  She was house-sitting for her parents while
they were away.  “I’m sorry,” she apologized to her parents’ neighbor,
Luther, who had turned off his lawn mower and was petting the dogs.  He
was stripped to the waist, his ebony skin shining with sweat, his
shaved head gleaming in the afternoon sunshine.

“No problem,” he said, grinning at Terry, running his brown eyes over
her body appreciatively.  “They do it all the time.”  He picked up a
stick and threw it for the dogs, who ran across the yard, barking. 
Luther and Terry chatted for a while, and then he invited her inside
for a drink.

Terry had never been inside Luther’s house before, since he had moved
in after she went away for college.  The dogs leapt onto the sofa and
lay down, panting, as Luther handed her a glass of lemonade.  His broad
hand brushed against her breasts as he pulled back, and Terry gasped,
her nipples hardening under her skimpy halter-top.  Luther grinned. 
“You look a little warm,” he said, smiling at her flushed cheeks.

Terry took a step forward, brushing her soft, pale hand over his
heated, shiny skin.  “You are positively sizzling,” she purred,
flicking out her tongue and tasting the salt of his sweat.  She licked
lower, her pink tongue darting over his nipples.  Luther moaned,
slipping his hand, cold from the glass he was holding, under her shirt
and fingering her nipples.  Terry licked her way back up his chest and
his neck, splaying her pale hands out over his chest and kissing him
deeply, thrusting her tongue into his mouth.

Luther placed his hands on Terry’s ass, and lifted her into the air as
she wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding her wet pussy against
his cock, which was bulging stiffly through his jeans.  He walked into
the bedroom as they kissed and then laid her on the bed, stripping away
her clothes and burying his face between her thighs.  Terry gasped and
slid her hands over his chest, arching her hips and rubbing her clit
over his tongue as he licked her pussy with long strokes.

“Oh baby you taste so sweet,”
Luther said, pulling back and
grinning at Terry as he licked
his lips.  He dove back down
and sucked her clit into his
mouth, wiggling it back and
forth until she came. 
“Now,” he said, kissing her
stomach and wiping his mouth
clean.  “You ready for a little of
this?”  He unzipped his pants
and his hard cock popped out. 
Terry grinned as she wrapped
her hands around his big black
cock.  She pulled the skin back,
peeling back his foreskin so his
cockhead popped out, drooling
with warm pre-cum.

“Give it to me,” Terry purred, wiggling down and spreading her legs wide apart,
showing off her dripping snatch.  Luther, holding himself up with his hands,
pressed his swollen dick against the entrance to her slit, watching as
it disappeared between her slick cunt lips.  Terry licked her lips,
grunting and pushing back against him, her twat pulling him in
deeper and deeper.

“You’re so tight, and so hot,” Luther said, pulling back and thrusting
his prick in and out of her steamy snatch.  Terry’s eyes were closed in
pleasure as his massive rod pushed in and out of her, and she was
biting her lip, his balls swinging against her ass.  “You like me
fucking you like this?”

“Oh yes,” Terry moaned.  Her tits were bouncing, and he reached down
and sucked on her nipples one by one.

“I want to do you from behind,” Luther said, withdrawing his prick,
dripping with her juices.  Terry flipped over, resting on her elbows
and wiggling her ass in the air.  “Just like that,” Luther said, using
his hand to part her ass cheeks and looking at her pussy.  Since her
cunt was already stretched to accommodate his prick, he was able to
slide in easily.  Terry reached down and rubbed her clit as Luther
began fucking her in earnest.

The sounds of their sweaty bodies slapping together and their grunting
echoed through the quiet house.  “Yes!  Yes!  Yes!” Terry cried out as
she came.  Her cunt pulsed around Luther’s cock, pulling the load from
deep within his balls.  He jerked out and rubbed his dick over her ass
as he came, white cum from his black hose painting Terry’s skin.

They were lying on the bed, still breathing heavily, when Terry heard
the dogs barking in the other room.  “Damn,” she said.  “I’d better go
take care of them.”

“Coming back later?” Luther asked, rubbing his dick with his hand. 
Terry watched his erection growing.

“You bet,” Terry said, leaning forward and kissing his cockhead. 
“We’ll be neighbors for two whole weeks.”

Margie relaxed on her sofa, sipping a glass of wine and staring around
the living room of her new apartment.  Her first apartment, actually,
since she had lived in a dorm until graduation.  She couldn’t believe
she was all alone.  She admired the pictures she had hung on the walls,
her hand playing idly down her stomach and sliding inside her panties. 
She teased the lips of her pussy until they were wet, and then slid her
finger around her clit, teasing it out from under the hood and stroking
it in circles.

The afternoon sun was slanting through the blinds as Margie eased one
finger inside the tunnel of her cunt, spreading her pussy lips wide as
she continued rubbing her clit. Her hands moved faster and faster and
she rubbed the cool bowl of the wineglass on her nipple, making it hard
as she finger-fucked herself faster and faster.  “Unh!  Yes!” Margie
screamed in delight as she came, her voice echoing through the empty
rooms of the apartment.  She smiled to herself as she drifted down to
earth.  There was nothing like being alone.

That night, Margie ran herself a bath and eased into the tub with a
romance novel.  She lit candles around the tub, enjoying the silence
and soothing feeling of the water.  As the hero and heroine made love
for the first time, Margie’s fingers slipped under the bubbles and
began stroking her nipples.  The book fell, forgotten, on the bathmat
as she kept one hand on her tits and slid the other between her thighs.
She pushed two fingers inside herself, rubbing the heel of her hand on
her clit as she fucked herself.  Water sloshed over the side of the tub
as she humped her hand, pushing faster and faster until she came,
pinching her nipples firmly and moaning in ecstasy.

The scent of the bubble bath still clung to her skin as Margie lay in
her brand-new bed that night.  The mattress was firm under her back,
and she was wearing a gold silk chemise to celebrate the occasion of
sleeping in the bed for the first time.  She reached into the bedside
table where she had arranged her personal possessions and brought out
her biggest vibrator.  She ran it over her hand, teasing herself with
the soft buzz, and then ran it down over her body, stroking her breasts
and her stomach with it before easing it between her legs.

Margie’s pussy was still damp from her bathtub interlude, and she felt
herself close to coming already as the large vibe stimulated all the
nerve endings in her pussy.  She began sliding the tube back and forth,
not inside her cunt but along it, her cunt lips pushing against the
shaft.  She flipped the switch expertly, raising the buzz to the
highest setting, and moved her hand faster.  Soon she was riding the
vibe like a cock, moaning frantically until she came again, her face
flushed.

The next day, Margie found herself constantly distracted as she put
away her things in the small kitchen.  The metal pots and pans brushing
against her skin made her nipples hard, and soon she lay back.  She
slid her finger into her mouth, sucking it like a cock as she fingered
her pussy.  She imagined two men with her, their pricks sliding into
her cunt and her mouth as she came hard, grinding her clit against the
base of the dick buried inside her pussy.

When she finally left her new apartment that afternoon, Margie was on
the prowl.  She had christened all the rooms in her new apartment by
herself.  Now she wanted a man, or maybe two, to help her break them in
all over again.

The entire town was out at the park, lying on blankets, polishing off
picnic suppers, and enjoying the warm air.  On the bandstand, the
orchestra was playing old favorites, and there would be fireworks
later.  Tawny was sitting behind Dave, her legs wrapped around his
stomach, her feet resting between his thighs.  She ran her hands over
his chest and kissed his ear lightly.

“Careful,” Dave chuckled.  “You might be starting something there.”  He
ran his hands up her legs, savoring the warm brown skin of her calves
with his fingertips.  He could feel her tits pressing against his back,
her nipples already hard.

Tawny pressed her feet against his cock through his shorts.  “I’m
counting on that,” she said, and licked behind his earlobe.  Dave
shuddered in pleasure, feeling his dick swelling and pressing back
against Tawny’s feet.  “Come on,” she whispered.

The first of the fireworks cracked overhead as Tawny and Dave ran for
the woods nearby.  Dave knew his hard-on was clearly visible through
his thin shorts, but he didn’t mind at all.  All he cared about was
burying his dick inside Tawny’s beautiful brown pussy as soon as
possible.

When they were far enough from the crowd, Tawny spread out the blanket
they had been lying on before and pulled down her panties.  She lay
back, pulling her skirt up to expose her neatly shaved cunt.  Dave got
down on his knees and pulled down his zipper.  His cock sprang out, and
he held it in his fist as he ran the helmet-shaped cockhead over
Tawny’s clit.

Tawny was moaning and bucking as he rubbed her clit with his dick, her
hips coming off the blanket.  The fireworks were still exploding
overhead, the noise drowning out the possibility of her moans getting
to the crowd.  “Fuck yes,” she screamed, coming hard and shoving her
hot, wet snatch down onto Dave’s prick as a series of sparks exploded
in the sky.

Dave could feel Tawny’s pussy vibrating from her orgasm as he pushed
deep inside her wetness.  “Mmm, fuck me,” Tawny groaned.  He lifted her
ass off the ground, holding it in his hands as he began fucking her
with long, slow strokes.  Tawny reached down and rubbed her clit as his
dick slid in and out of her tight fuckhole, her fingertips looking dark
against his pale prick.

As he fucked, Dale picked up speed, his ass clenching more firmly with
each stroke.  Tawny came again as he buried his dick in her pussy, and
then reached around to clutch his ass, pulling him inside.  Her hair
was messed up, falling over her face in wild brown streaks as she
humped his cock.  “I want to come on your tits,” he groaned.

Tawny yanked up her shirt, exposing her heavy breasts, peaked with
thick nipples.  He reached up with one hand, rubbing the rubbery flesh
as he stroked inside her pussy a few more times.  Then he pulled out,
his cock shiny with her juices, her cunt lips closing, and stroked his
prick.  He moved up, straddling Tawny’s chest as he pointed his swollen
cockhead at her large breasts.

Giving his dick a few more strokes, Dave exploded, coming hard,
spraying Tawny’s tits with his cum.  The creamy white fluid dripped
over her nipples as she lifted her breasts to her mouth to suck it off.
In the sky, the fireworks finale was shooting off.  Dave and Tawny
dressed and gathered their things, just in time to blend into the crowd
leaving the summer fair.

Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not the kind of person who usually answers a
personal ad.  But it had been late, I couldn’t sleep, and it had been a
long time since I’d had a date, and, well, I’d always been a little bit
curious.

Moira and Jim’s ad had caught my eye - a couple looking for a single
woman to join them in bed.  And okay, so they were both pretty
good-looking.  He looked like he’d just stepped out of a J. Crew
catalog and she had hair down to her ass and tiny, dark-nippled breasts.

But now, sitting here in the bar where I’d agreed to meet them, it
didn’t seem like such a good idea anymore.  I sucked anxiously at my
martini and uncrossed and crossed my legs.

“Brandy,” a throaty voice behind me said.  I turned around and cleared
my throat.

“Yes, you must be Moira.” She was taller than I had imagined, but she
was even more beautiful than her picture.  She laughed and kissed my
cheek, the black satin of her blouse brushing against my skin. 

“Come with me.  Jim’s gotten us a booth, it’s a little more private.” 
She led me into a darkened corner, her ass twitching under her tight
skirt. 

Jim was absolutely gorgeous, a chiseled chin and tight muscles under
his shirt.  We sat down together and started to chat, small talk,
mostly, until I spilled my drink.

“I’m sorry,” I said.  “I’m just nervous.  It seems so odd that we all
know why we’re here.”

Moira and Jim laughed.  “Don’t be scared,” Jim said, leaning forward
and putting his arm around me so his fingers brushed against my breasts.

“Yeah, we don’t bite,” Moira said.  “Unless you want us to.”

“But maybe you’d be more comfortable back at our place?”

***

We sat on their couch, me in the middle, and I nervously sipped the
wine Jim had brought me.  “Your first threesome?” Moira asked me.

“Yeah,” I admitted.

“Well then let us do the work,” she said, and they both leaned in at
the same time and kissed my neck.  It was the strangest sensation, two
pairs of lips kissing my ears, my cheeks, four hands touching me,
stroking my breasts, pulling at my nipples through my blouse, sliding
up my skirt.  It made my head spin.

Jim pulled me towards him and kissed me, his tongue thrusting in and
out of my mouth as he placed my hand on his erection, and Moira stroked
her hand up my thigh until she found the heat of my pussy through my
stockings.  When he was done, he turned me to face Moira, and she bent
forward and kissed me.  She took my other hand and placed it on her
breast, so I could feel she had no bra on under her shirt.  “Pinch my
nipples,” she told me.  “I like that.”  I pinched them, feeling her
jerk under the pressure.  I loved the way her tits felt in my hands, so
soft and smooth.  The idea of tasting her was driving me wild.

They passed me back and forth like that for a while, until all three
of us were panting and topless.  “Shall we continue this in the
bedroom?” Jim asked.  I nodded.  Inside, they finished undressing me,
and then kissed each other as they took off their own clothes.

“Come here,” Moira beckoned to me, and we knelt in front of Jim.  His
cock was thick and long.  We took turns, sucking and licking his shaft
and balls, our tongues dueling around the head.  Jim stroked our hair
and smiled down at us. 

“Now you,” he said finally, and they laid me carefully on the bed and
started to make love to me.  They kissed my neck again, my shoulders,
and then they both bent and each took a nipple in their mouth, sucking
and biting until I started to moan and squirm under them.  Moira’s hand
slipped up my leg and she slid one finger slowly into my achingly wet
pussy.

Jim kept tonguing my breasts as Moira moved lower, massaging my clit
with her fingers, touching me so slowly and gently I thought I would
scream.  Finally she parted my legs and started to kiss my thighs, her
fingers still working a sweet frustration on my pussy, and then she
carefully took my clit between her lips and sucked on it gently.  I
cried out as I came, and Moira looked up and smiled.  Jim moved up and
offered me his cock, which I took in my mouth.  He started to thrust
slowly in and out between my lips, and Moira bent down to lick my clit
again.

I moaned around Jim’s shaft as he fucked my mouth carefully, pulling
out over the ridge at the head of his cock, and then sliding back in
again.  Moira’s tongue was doing a gentle dance on my clit, her fingers
ticking inside me, pressing against the sheath of my pussy.  As she
licked faster, Jim started to move faster, and I kept sucking, licking
along the head of his dick, my chin wet with saliva and pre-cum.  His
fingers were still tweaking my nipples, increasing my pleasure.

Moira pulled back and started strumming my clit with the tip of her
tongue, her fingers thrusting inside me like a tiny cock, as Jim jabbed
into my mouth with shorter and shorter strokes.  I shrieked around his
cock as Moira made me come again, pressing my hips against her mouth,
and then Jim groaned and I felt him coming, his cock throbbing between
my lips as his cum hit the back of my throat and I swallowed thirstily.

Jim pulled out and Moira moved to lie on top of me, kissing me
passionately, and tasting the remnants of Jim’s seed on my tongue. 
“Did you like that?” she asked.

I smiled shyly.  “Yes.” 

“Would you like to try it?”

As an answer, I slid my hand down between us and spread her legs,
feeling her wet and ready for me.  I knew I could return the favor.

Everyone looked as Paula walked through the bar.  And with good
reason.  She was a natural redhead, about five foot ten, with a
beautiful heart-shaped ass and a pair of really beautiful tits.  But
tonight, as she walked by my table, I noticed something different about
her.  She was wearing a thin white blouse, and I could see her bra
through it.  But it was her skirt that caught my attention - this shiny
black miniskirt, riding so high on her thighs I could see the curve of
her ass cheeks.  She wasn’t wearing panties.

“Fancy meeting you here,” Paula said, stopping at my table.  She
smiled at me.  I reached out to touch her skirt.  Smooth, PVC.  My dick
shot up like an arrow.

“It’s been a long time,” I said.  We’d broken up about six months ago,
but she looked even better now.  “You look fucking incredible.”

Paula removed my hand from her ass.  “I know,” she said, and walked
away.  I stared at her ass twitching under the shiny black of her
skirt, her long muscular legs ending in black spike heels.  I stood up
and walked after her.

Paula went into the ladies’ room.  I followed, locking the door behind
me.  She was leaning against the sink, one ankle crossed over the
other, her arms folded under her delicious tits.  I walked over towards
her, and without saying a word, I grabbed her ass and kissed her
roughly, pressing my hard cock against her stomach.

She groaned and wrapped her arms around my neck, moving her leg up my
thigh, pulling me in closer.  I caressed her firm ass, sliding my hands
up and down the slick, dry fabric, listening to my sweaty palms squeak
against it.  “This skirt is so hot,” I muttered, kissing my way down
her neck to her cleavage.  I slipped my tongue under the lace of her
bra and licked her tit.

“I knew you’d like it,” she laughed, arching her hips up towards me,
fumbling at the buttons on my jeans.  She undid them and reached in for
my cock, her long, slender fingers stroking up and down my shaft.  I
shuddered and slid my hands under her skirt, pushing it up so I could
squeeze her ass as she jerked my cock.

Moving one hand to her blouse, I quickly unbuttoned it and pushed her
bra down so I could suck on her nipples.  Paula moaned and pushed her
tits anxiously towards my mouth.  The light brown nipples were hard on
my tongue.  My hand crept back down to her luscious ass, stroking the
skirt and her skin at the same time.  “I’ve got to fuck you,” I said,
before biting her nipples softly.

“Yes,” Paula moaned, pushing her cunt against my thigh.  I could feel
a wet spot on my pants from her dripping snatch.  “Fuck me hard.”

I reluctantly pulled my mouth off her breast and turned her around. 
She bent over the sink, pushing her hands up against the wall and
offered her ass to me.  I groaned and pressed my cock between her
ass-cheeks, sliding it up and down, feeling the friction on my hot
stick.  My fingers kept roaming over her skirt, exploring the slick,
tight fabric.

“Now,” Paula groaned.  “I want your cock in my cunt!” I slid my cock
down between her legs and grabbed onto her waistband, bunching the PVC
in my hands.

“Then I’m going to give you my cock, baby,” I said, and drove forward
into her wet slit.  My cockhead spread her lips wide open and my shaft
followed.  I watched us in the mirror as I pumped my cock in and out of
her snatch.  Her eyes were closed and she bit her lip every time my
balls slapped against her clit.  Her tits jiggled back and forth.

“Oh fuck me, yes, keep fucking me just like that,” Paula cried out.  I
clenched my teeth and jerked my hips rapidly, feeling my throbbing
prick pushing against her slick cunt.

“You love it when I fuck you, don’t you, you little slut?  Look at
this skirt you’re wearing,” I grunted, pulling at the black material
with my hands as I drilled her.  “This is a slut skirt, and you look so
damn hot in it.”

Paula moaned, pushing her ass back at me.  I was humping her at a
fever-pitch now, my balls jiggling up and down against her clit. 
“Fuck, fuck, I’m coming,” she howled, moving back and grinding her clit
against the base of my cock.  I shoved into her and grunted, letting
her cunt grip my cock.

Pulling out, I turned her around and set her on the sink.  I pressed
my hands on her creamy thighs as I pushed forward, shoving my cock into
her steaming twat again, and pounded some more.  Paula hooked her arm
around my neck and hung on for dear life as I screwed her, running my
hands from her thighs to her stomach, stroking the material on her
skirt.  “Oh yeah,” I groaned, pulling out and pointing my cock at her
tits, shooting spurts of white cum all over them.

She lifted her hands to her tits and rubbed my cream into her skin
before pulling her bra back up over her tits.  “So does this mean we’re
back together?” I asked, panting.

“Nope,” Paula said, buttoning up her blouse and then hopping off the
sink, pulling her skirt back down over her thighs.  “I just wanted you
to see my new skirt.”  She unlocked the door and left.

My wife Milly would have made a great old-time movie star, because
she’s really curvy.  Not like these thin models you see all the time
now, a real woman - with big, bouncy breasts, sweet full hips, and
thighs you can really grab onto.  Like most women, I guess she’s a
little concerned with her weight, but I think she’s sexy as hell.

The other thing I’ve noticed is that she gets checked out a lot when
we’re out together, but mostly by black guys.  I try to point that out
to her, so she can feel good about herself, but it just makes her
blush.  I think they just like the way she looks, long curly blonde
hair, big blue eyes, and her big, curvy butt.

One time when she was particularly down on herself, I walked up to
this guy I had seen checking her out.  “You like my wife?” I asked him.
He was a tall black guy with huge arms, like he worked out a lot.

“She’s fine,” he said to me, eyeing Milly appreciatively.  “That’s the
kind of woman you want in bed, all soft, none of that bony shit.”

“Come over here and tell her that,” I said, and he did.  He introduced
himself as Eman, and he flirted with Milly like there was no tomorrow. 
I could tell she was loving it too, by the way she kept blushing and
her nipples were all hard.  I got an idea.  I invited Eman over to our
place, and he accepted.  I think Milly knew what I was up to, because
she jumped into the car with Eman, and they followed me home.  Halfway
home, I saw Milly’s head disappear down into Eman’s lap, and he had a
big old smile on his face.

When we got inside, Eman sat down in the living room while I went to
the kitchen to get us some drinks.  “I sucked him off on the way home,”
Milly said, pressing her big boobs up against my back and whispering in
my ear.  “He was so hard, and his cum tasted so good.  I know you want
me to fuck him, don’t you?”

I turned to look at my beautiful wife and kissed her.  “You do
whatever you want, baby.  I just want you to know that there are
thousands of men out there who think you’re just as gorgeous as I do.”

We sat around, drinking and talking.  Milly and Eman were on the couch
together, and she kept rubbing her tits against his arm and reaching
over and squeezing his bulge.  I loved seeing her being so
self-confident, and I was glad Eman was really appreciating her. 
Finally he put down his drink and pulled Milly into his arms and kissed
her.  He squeezed her big soft tits.  It was an incredible turn-on for
me to see his dark hands on her pale flesh, especially when he pulled
off her bra and rolled her nipples around between his fingers.

I don’t know who ever said that black men didn’t eat pussy, but Eman
went at it like a champ.  As soon as Milly was completely naked, he got
right down there between my wife’s thick, sexy thighs and planted his
face right on her little blonde curls.  He must have been pretty good
at it too, judging from the way she was moaning.  He made her come
about three times and then stood up, shucking off his clothes and
smiling down at her.

“You ready for me, you sexy thing?” he asked Milly.  She nodded and
reached up her arms.  Eman stroked his prick a few times, showing off
how hard it was.  “I’m gonna make love to you, baby,” he said.  He
knelt in front of her and eased his dick into her cunt.  Despite being
a big woman, Milly has the tightest twat you’ve ever known.  My dick
was smaller than Eman’s, and it took a while for me to get in.  When he
was balls-deep, though, he really began giving it to her, sliding his
meat in and out of her luscious hole, his balls bouncing against her
ass.

Milly was loving every second of it, groaning and sighing as Eman
fucked her.  He finally came, thrusting deep inside her and moaning in
pleasure.  “You’re so beautiful, baby,” he said, kissing Milly as he
withdrew.

Now Milly actually notices guys looking at her, and she’s gotten much
more self-confident.  And every once in a while, I let her take one of
those admirers home, just to remind her how hot she really is.

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!

“Any idea when we’re going to take off?”  Darren asked, stretching in
the plane’s aisle.  As he arched his back, his half-hard cock brushed
against the pretty black flight attendant’s uniformed thigh.  He had
been watching her the entire flight, her bubble butt twitching under
the straight skirt of her uniform.  Her hair, shoulder-length,
straightened, and streaked with red, had become tousled, which Darren
thought just made her look sexier.

The woman, whose nametag read ‘Shanice’, turned and smiled at him. 
“Let’s just say I think you’ve got time to take care of that,” she
said, dropping her chocolate brown eyes to his prick, which was now
bulging fully against his pants.  They were standing towards the back
of the plane, where it was slightly warm, and Darren could see a bead
of sweat trickling down between Shanice’s breasts.

Darren chuckled at her obvious innuendo.  “Isn’t it one of your jobs
to make sure that the passengers are comfortable?” he said boldly.  He
slid his fingers down her arm to her slender hand, capped with long red
nails, and then brought her palm to his prick.  “Because I am very
uncomfortable right now.”

When Darren removed his hand from Shanice’s, she kept it there,
squeezing his dick through his pants, rubbing her palm against the hard
length, making it throb.  Suddenly, she turned and walked into the
narrow galley.  Darren followed her, pre-cum trickling down his dick as
he watched her ass jiggle.  “We won’t have much time,” Shanice said. 
She pulled her skirt up around her waist and then kicked off her black
thong panties.

Shanice bent forward, gripping one of the counters, and wiggled her
sweet brown cheeks at him.  There was just enough room in the galley
for two of them.  Darren unzipped his pants, letting his aching boner
free.  It popped out, bouncing against Shanice’s ass, leaving a trail
of sticky pre-cum on her smooth skin.  Holding onto Shanice’s hips,
Darren rubbed his cock up and down the slit of her pussy.

“Quit teasing me and stick it in!” Shanice moaned, pressing her cunt
against his cock.  She pulled at him with her tight inner muscles, and
before Darren knew it, first his cockhead and then his entire shaft was
buried inside her cunt.  She was wet and ready.

Shanice came for the first time nearly as soon as he started pumping
her cunt.  His dick was shiny with her pussy cream, and he watched as
his pink torpedo spread her hot brown cunt lips apart with each stroke.
Her hair had fallen into her face as she fucked back against him, her
ass pushing against his stomach.  She was making small moaning noises,
but Darren bet that if he got her alone somewhere, she’d have been
screaming like crazy as she came.

After only a few minutes of dicking Shanice’s sweet black pussy, he
pushed his cock into her and let his cum fly, his prick throbbing as it
delivered his steaming load.  He pulled back out of Shanice’s throbbing
pussy and leaned against the wall, panting.  Shanice pulled her skirt
back down and bent over, licking his dick clean.  Then she zipped him
up.

The captain’s voice came over the loudspeaker, announcing that they
were ready for takeoff.  Darren hurried back to his seat, a smile on
his face that only grew broader when Shanice walked by and he could
smell their juices sliding down the inside of her thighs.

“Welcome,” the hostess at The Lotus greeted Terry, “to the home of the
most beautiful girls in the world.”  She spread her arm out and Terry
stepped into the club. 

It was almost impossible to get an invitation to the Lotus, a
specialized strip club with only Asian dancers.  It was members-only
and the waiting list was a mile long.  But Terry had finally managed
it.   

The women were all incredibly beautiful - slender, toned.  Their tits
came in all shapes and sizes, from the smallest buds to enormous
melons.  There were three stages in the main room, with a dancer on
each.  But as far as Terry could see, there were women everywhere,
sitting by the bar, waiting on tables, doing lap dances in the back. 
His cock hardened immediately and he knew he was in heaven. 

“I am Hai-Lin,” his waitress introduced herself.  She wore only a shiny
black g-string.  Her hair was long and lay forward, covering her
palm-sized tits from view except for the glance of a hard nipple when
she moved.  Terry pressed down on his cock under the table as he
ordered his drink. 

When she returned, she served him his drink but then sat down at the
table beside him.  Noticing his surprised expression, she explained
“There is only one waitress per customer here.  I am yours for the
evening.”  And with that, she reached out and placed her hand over the
aching bulge in Terry’s pants. 

The touch of her slender fingers surprised Terry so much, he thought he
might shoot his wad right there.  He took a moment to get his composure
and then introduced himself.  After the first drink, Hai-Lin moved onto
his lap, pressing her sweet ass against his erection.  After his second
drink, she took Terry’s hand and placed it over one breast, rubbing it
a soft circle.   

Terry ground his hard cock against her ass as he fingered her breasts,
tugging on her long nipples and biting her ear.  Most strip clubs
wouldn’t even let you touch the dancers except to tip them, but he was
getting further with Hai-Lin than he had on most of his dates.  After
the third drink, she surprised him.  “I’m not supposed to do this,”
Hai-Lin whispered in his ear as she unbuttoned his pants. 

Hai-Lin’s hand slid inside his pants and she wrapped her hand around
his cock.  Terry bit down on her shoulder and squeezed her thigh as she
began pumping his tool surreptitiously.  Her tits shook ever so
slightly with the motion of her hand, and Terry licked his lips,
wishing he could have a taste of those lovely mocha nipples.  As if she
had read his mind, Hai-Lin turned slightly, letting her one of her
breasts brush his lips, just long enough for his tongue to dart out and
taste it. 

Her hand was still working its magic on his dick, and pre-cum was
flowing freely down the shaft onto his trembling balls.  Hai-Lin moved
her thumb over the head of his cock, flicking the sensitive flesh
lightly.  With a shudder, Terry came, silently shooting ropes of cum
onto Hai-Lin’s furtive hand. 

When he left, Hai-Lin escorted him to the door.  “Come back tomorrow,”
she said.   

The next night, Terry was shown downstairs into a private room,
decorated in red silk and black lacquer.  He helped himself to a drink
from the small wet bar and waited, his cock throbbing as he imagined
what was in store for him. 

Finally, Hai-Lin appeared, wearing a short black and red kimono.  “I’m
glad you came back,” she said, opening the kimono to reveal the body he
had dreamed about all day.  This time there was no g-string covering
her, and to his surprise and pleasure, Terry saw that Hai-Lin’s pussy
was shaved bare.   

Hai-Lin escorted Terry to the bed and undressed him, massaging his body
with her small hands.  Terry took advantage of her closeness to grab
her and pull her close, kissing her and then moving down to taste her
tits, which he hadn’t been able to last night.   

After he had licked and sucked every inch of Hai-Lin’s gorgeous tits,
she knelt in front of Terry and sucked his cock, looking up at her with
her large, dark eyes.  Terry groaned as he watched her blow him, her
mouth sliding up and down his stiff rod, her handswrapped around his
root.  Hai-Lin smiled around his cock, sucking him until he almost came
three times, when she would remove her mouth and pinch the base of his
cock lightly. 

When the cum was really boiling in his balls, Terry lifted Hai-Lin from
her knees and let her straddle him.  He slowly lowered her onto his big
dick, watching as her naked pussy spread open and held him tightly. 
When she was fully impaled on his stick, she began to ride him, lifting
up until his cockhead nearly popped out, and then sinking back down,
taking every inch inside her tight twat. 

Terry rubbed Hai-Lin’s wet cunt as she screwed him.  When she came, she
clutched at his chest and her tight pussy squeezed his cock so hard he
thought it might burst. 

Rolling her over onto her back, Terry pounded into Hai-Lin’s cunt,
loving the tiny moans she made and the sound of her wet cunt sloshing
around his cock.  Hai-Lin came again, scraping her nails down his back,
and Terry slammed into her once more, shooting a hot wad inside her
pussy. 

“Do you do that for all your customers?” Terry asked, gasping for
breath. 

Hai-Lin smiled.  “Never.  I liked you.  I hope you’ll come back again.” 

“I’d rather take you out to dinner,” Terry said.

“Surprise!” Ginger said, opening the door to Professor Smith’s office. 
It had been two years since she graduated, but she had come back to
campus to see her favorite professor, Professor Smith.

“Ginger,” the woman greeted her with a warm smile, “it’s so good to see
you again.”  They chatted about what Ginger had done since graduation. 
“Call me Sylvia,” Professor Smith said.  “You’re not a student anymore.”

“You were always my favorite professor, Sylvia,” Ginger smiled, tossing
her long, curly red hair and crossing her legs, allowing her short
pleated skirt to ride up her thighs.  Not only was Professor Smith
absolutely brilliant, but she was gorgeous.  Ginger had spent many of
her undergrad classes fantasizing about her professor’s sexy body and
long blonde hair, wondering what she would look like naked, and whether
her pussy was blonde as well.

Sylvia returned the smile.  “And you were one of my favorite students. 
And the most beautiful,” she winked at Ginger.

Ginger felt her pussy contract at the woman’s words.  Her nipples were
hard and sticking out against the fabric of her blouse.  Could she
possibly be thinking the same thing?  She reached out her hand and
rested it lightly on Sylvia’s knee.  “I used to fantasize about you in
class.”

“I always wondered why you were wiggling so much in your seat,” Sylvia
said.  She reached out and caressed Ginger’s face.  “Would you like to
make that fantasy come true?”

Ginger licked her lips and nodded.  Sylvia moved forward and the women
kissed, lightly at first, then deepening, thrusting their tongues
against each other.  Ginger boldly caressed Sylvia’s breasts, massaging
the large globes with her hands and rubbing her thumbs over the stiff
nipples.  Sylvia moaned and pulled Ginger to her.

Standing up, Ginger spread her legs and straddled the other woman’s
lap, exposing her naked cunt.  “Don’t you wear panties?” Sylvia laughed
in surprise as she felt Ginger’s swollen pussy pressing against her
legs through her pantyhose.

“Then how would you be able to do this?” Ginger asked, guiding Sylvia’s
hand between her legs and pressing her fingers against her wet lips.

“Mmm,” Sylvia laughed, exploring Ginger’s wet cunt with her fingers,
pressing inside her hot slit and fingering her clit.  The kissed again
as Ginger unbuttoned Sylvia’s blouse and unhooked her bra, massaging
her tits and then bending forward, cupping the large mounds in her
hands and sucking her nipples.

Ginger couldn’t believe this was happening after all those fantasies
she had had about Sylvia during college. Sylvia was fingering her cunt
expertly, moaning as Ginger licked and nibbled her tits, finger-fucking
Ginger’s dripping snatch and rubbing her clit at the same time.

“Oh, Sylvia, I’m going to come,” Ginger moaned, pushing Sylvia’s tits
together and sucking both nipples at once as her pussy started
spasming.  Sylvia held her fingers still, pulsing them lightly inside
Ginger’s cunt as she came hard, pressing her clit down against Sylvia’s
thumb and groaning in pleasure.

Sylvia withdrew her fingers from her former student’s pussy and
together, they licked them clean.  “Now what?” Sylvia asked with a
devilish smile on her face.

“I’ve always wanted to know if you were a natural blonde,” Ginger
grinned.  She slid off of Sylvia’s lap and guided her hips upward,
pulling off her pantyhose and panties as she slid her skirt up around
her waist.

“Disappointed?” Sylvia asked as Ginger knelt before her, examining her
dark brown bush.

“Definitely not,” Ginger said.  Sylvia propped one foot on her desk,
spreading her thighs wide so Ginger could have better access to her
pussy.  Ginger spread Sylvia’s labia wide, looking at the soft pink
folds of flesh and the dark hole in the center.  She inhaled, smelling
Sylvia’s damp pussy, and then leaned forward, flicking her tongue
delicately over her professor’s clit.

“You always were a good student,” Sylvia moaned as Ginger lapped
expertly at her cunt.  Ginger paused and smiled up at her and then
continued sucking and licking her clit.  She pushed both thumbs inside
Sylvia’s hole and pulled her hard clit between her lips, moving her
head back and forth for maximum pleasure.

Sylvia came quickly, and Ginger pressed her thumbs back against the
walls of the professor’s pussy as it pressed out and in.  Still holding
Sylvia’s clit firmly between her lips, she exhaled, the gentle warm
sensation of her breath making Sylvia shiver in another orgasm.

Finally, with her lips wet from Sylvia’s juices, Ginger arched her back
and sucked Sylvia’s nipples, then kissed her.  “I told you that you
were my favorite professor,” Ginger smiled.