To sum up my feelings about big cocks: Ladies, if you’ve never had a monster dick churning inside of your pussy, you are truly missing out on one of the most pleasurable experiences a woman can ever have. Of course, if Georgie hadn’t been so patient about getting me good and wet and ready for his monster, I might have been less enthusiastic, but the combination of a big dick and good technique is unbeatable.—R.G., Boston, Massachusetts
NOW THAT YOU’RE GROWN UP, YOU CAN SCREW RIGHT HERE IN THE FRONT SEAT
My wife and I were returning from a vacation up north when I asked her to play a game to kill time on the road. We started asking each other questions that we had to be completely truthful about and both answer.
One question she asked me was, “What would you do if you could be a member of the opposite sex for a day?” Part of my answer was that I wanted to have sex with two men and a woman at the same time. Roxanne asked me how I would feel if she did that. I said that I didn’t know, but that I would be as supportive as possible.
One question I asked was, “What was the most erotic thing you’ve ever done in a car?” Roxanne said that hers was giving me a blowjob while a friend of ours was in the backseat. That was mine as well, actually, but she asked me to tell her about something else I’d done. I told her about a girlfriend who had stripped while we drove down the interstate so that I could masturbate her. After she came, she knelt on the seat with her ass against the window, so that truckers could see her pussy, and she gave me a blowjob.
Roxanne asked me if I wanted her to do that. I felt selfish, but said, “Sure!”
Roxanne pulled off her sweater, dress and panties and placed her back against the passenger door. She spread her legs, one foot on the dash and one on my seat back, so that I could easily get at her pussy with my free hand. I could smell the sweet, pungent aroma of her sex and it made me dizzy with lust. When I stroked her pouting labia with my fingers she was soaking wet. I plunged into her with my forefinger, and she softly and sexily moaned and moved her pussy against my hand for more penetration. As her moaning became louder and her bucking became more urgent, I put two fingers into her and began to rub her straining clit with my thumb. She looked so beautiful, caught up in herself, with her hair in her face and her exquisite skin pale in the cloudy moonlight.
Soon her breathing quickened and she began to shudder as she frantically impaled herself on my fingers. The orgasm that rocked her seemed to start deep in her stomach, and rolled out to her sexy toes and fingertips.
Once Roxanne caught her breath, she decided it was my turn to come. She unzipped my jeans and delicately began licking and sucking my cock. As she went down on me, she made little moaning sounds and began to sway her beautiful ass. I began to rub her bottom with my right hand and slid a finger into her soaking pussy from behind. The more I masturbated her, the more enthusiastically she worked her mouth and tongue on my dick.
I started to gently finger Roxanne’s asshole between rubbing her ass and fingering her cunt. She stopped sucking me long enough to push her long red curls aside and say, “That’s it. Shove it in there, Christopher! I want to feel you in my ass!” I was already loving the feeling of Roxanne working on my cock as I attempted to drive down the coast, but I was elated by her request.
I began to finger her harder and with a more deliberate rhythm. She responded by sucking me more vigorously and moaning around my cock with each stroke. Roxanne’s mouth and moans were slowly but surely driving me to the edge, and I was more than ready to come.
I said, “Suck my cock like you mean it, girl!” With that encouragement, she began bobbing her head and sucking me like never before. I kept saying “That’s it! Suck it like you mean it!” I continued to shove a finger into her butt, and soon felt myself going over the edge. I exploded into her warm, waiting mouth with an orgasm that left me quivering and breathless.
Roxanne kept sucking me until I was hard again. Then she sat back against the passenger door. With her legs spread wide, she plunged two fingers into her cunt. After a few seconds, she pulled them out so that I could taste her wonderful juices. She was so wet and tasty that I was quickly ready for more driving fun.
Roxanne was ready for some driving fun too, but the driving she wanted was my cock in her glistening pussy. She leaned forward slightly and said with authority, “I want you to stop the car and fuck me. Now!” Then she began sucking me again while I looked for a place to pull off the road.
We parked in a turnout in front of a farm. Roxanne reclined her seat as far as possible while I stripped. She turned around and lay down on the seat with her bottom slightly raised so that I could fuck her from behind. As enticing as fucking her was at that moment, I couldn’t help stopping and sampling her sweet pussy. After a few licks she looked over her shoulder and said, “Fuck me, damn it!” I raised myself level with her ass and slowly pushed my throbbing cock into her. She was so hot! It felt like the muscles of her vagina were pulling me into her.
After a few minutes like this, we switched our positions so that she was facing me with her knees up high. I started with long, slow strokes again as Roxanne quietly exhorted me to fuck her. I started talking to her about the earlier fantasy of being with two men and a woman at the same time. I asked her if she would like someone to fuck her from behind while someone else worked his cock into her little mouth and down her throat. Would that turn her on? Would she cry out with pleasure?
Needless to say, all this fantasizing and her hot body had made me pick up my pace. I was tearing in and out of her pussy like I was one of the men I had been describing. It was incredible! We were making so much noise I’m surprised that the farmer didn’t come outside to see what was going on. Roxanne began to come again, with another tremendous rolling orgasm. I love looking into her eyes while I can feel her coming.
We quietly put our clothes back on and started down the coast again toward home with a twinkle in our eyes and the smell of sex filling the car.—C.L., Palo Alto, California
TALK ABOUT GETTING IT ON BEHIND YOUR PARENTS’ BACKS!
There’s a thrill to screwing in secret, right under the nose of someone who has no idea of what’s going on. My wife and I were near the end of a long trip, vacationing with both sets of our parents. My wife Lisette’s parents were driving the minivan, my parents were in the middle seat and we were in the back. The interstate stretched for miles ahead of us, and we sat silently in the dark, for after a week together there was little small talk left. Lisette had fallen asleep with her head on my lap, and I was in that mesmerized state you get in when waiting for the highway to end.
I felt her stirring as she woke up, and reached down to stroke her head. In response she lifted my T-shirt and kissed my belly. I absentmindedly reached out and stroked her tits and felt a shudder go through her body. To my amazement, I felt her hands on my zipper. She was soon digging into my open fly to expose my cock, which lay flaccid beneath my jockey shorts. I wondered just how far she was planning to go, right there in the car with both sets of parents. I didn’t have to ask. She let me know that she had decided to suck my cock.
In complete silence, she surrounded my drooping dong with her lips and began to suck gently. Her mouth covered my prick completely, the warmth of it like a blast furnace in the air-conditioned minivan. Her attentions soon caused my cock to grow and fill her mouth. Her lips slid up my pole as it expanded. Soon only the glans was covered, and her wonderful tongue ran swirls of delight around the tip of my cock. She sucked gently, and very lightly, never hard enough to make a telltale slurping sound and draw attention to us. With exquisite slowness I felt her lips slide down my cock, a band of liquid heat surrounding my manhood, until I was fully sunk between her lovely lips, then another achingly slow withdrawal as she pulled back.
I worked hard to keep my breathing steady, even as my body was sent racing by Lisette’s attentions. Once again she clamped my glans between her lips and began to suck, drawing my juices from the depth of my balls. I felt the excitement begin to
rise, felt my balls tighten and my prick get even stiffer. It was all I could do to maintain my silence when I began to pump my come into her mouth. Lisette maintained her steady sucking, draining me silently in the backseat of the van. At last the rush was over, and to my amazement neither set of parents had noticed a thing.
Lisette let my prick drop out of her mouth and rolled over. I quickly slid the strap of her halter top down one arm and pulled back the cup to expose one tit. With trembling hands I began to play with her nipple, gently pinching it and rolling it between thumb and forefinger. I could feel it hardening as I played, and soon the rhythmic motion of her head in my lap told me she was enjoying the attention. I reached my hand farther down, sliding it under the band of her shorts. The angle was wrong to be able to penetrate her warm bush, so I contented myself with sliding my fingers over her slippery cunt hair and cupped my hand over her clit. Using short strokes, I massaged her and felt her hips begin to move.
Keeping time with her motion I rubbed her clit, feeling her tension build. I felt her hand grip my arm as she grew more excited, her lips firmly sealed to keep from making a sound. I kept rubbing and nearly lost my arm as she tightened her grip on it. At last I felt her hips rise in the seat, and she drew in one sharp breath as she went over the edge. I struggled to keep rubbing her clit as she came, slowing as she rolled over the peak. At last she lay still on my lap, and we continued down the highway. With no one but ourselves having any idea what had just happened.— K.T., Saint Paul, Minnesota
SHOWERING AT A TRUCK STOP LEADS TO A HIGHWAY FUCK STOP
Sally and I were going away for the weekend, and we had to hurry and get on the road. We hit the freeway wearing shorts and shirts, nothing fancy. We had a four-hour drive, and only five hours to arrive, get cleaned up and be ready to attend a play with my parents.
While we were driving we came upon a truck stop that advertised showers, so we decided to get cleaned up there. We separated to our respective locker rooms and agreed to meet at the grill. Forty-five minutes later she came out, looking absolutely stunning. Sally is five feet seven inches tall, and has a very nice figure. She was wearing a loose white blouse that buttoned up the front, a black skintight miniskirt and white heels. I got a hard-on just looking at her. Sally walked up and said, “Do you like? I bought this outfit to wear for you tonight.” I was so stunned I couldn’t answer.
We jumped in the car and hit the road again so we wouldn’t be late. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. The bulge I was sporting grabbed her attention as well. That was all the signal she needed.
Sally turned in her seat so that her back was against the passenger door, put one foot on the back of the seat and the other on the dash. She pulled up her skirt. To my surprise, she wasn’t wearing any panties. She slowly started rubbing her pussy and asked, “So you didn’t answer my question. What do you think?”
I growled, “I want to eat you.”
“Not yet, my hasty friend,” she responded. “I have a lot more planned for you.”
She started rubbing harder and faster. I could smell her excitement, and my cock felt like it was going to burst through my pants. I started fidgeting in my seat, trying to get more comfortable, but it didn’t help. Sally leaned over and took my cock out of its cloth prison. She leaned back and rubbed my throbbing muscle with her foot. Reaching up, she undid her blouse. I started stroking myself. When Sally saw this she removed her hand from her cunt and stuck her fingers in my mouth. “Find somewhere to pull over,” she moaned. “I want to fuck you.”
She returned her hand to her cunt, at the same time leaning over to suck my aching dick. I found an isolated road and pulled off. Once we were parked, Sally pulled my pants down around my ankles, then lay back on the seat.
I slid down and started eating her pussy. Her flowing juices were sweet as honey. Her moans became louder and louder until she screamed out, “Fuck me!” I didn’t need to be told twice. I propped her up on all fours and fucked her doggie-style. The way she controls her muscles is fabulous. She gripped my tool tightly. I pushed and pushed, working my prick in and out of her clenched cunt, and we both came with a roar. I pulled out, leaned down and cleaned her of both our juices with my tongue, then shared the cream with her in a passionate tongue kiss.
We pulled ourselves together and hit the road again. We arrived with ten minutes to spare. When we approached my folks they commented, “You two sure look happy this evening!” We looked at each other and just smiled. It was the most wonderful experience I’ve ever had.—P.D., Taos, New Mexico
LOOKING FOR SOMETHING DIFFERENT, SHE DECIDES TO TURN OVER LEIF
I was at my boyfriend’s apartment one evening while he was still at work. Ray’s roommate Leif was there too, and looking good, as always.
I was wearing tight sweatpants. When I bent over to pick something up, I felt a hand on my butt. I let Leif have his way for a moment before I spun around and asked him what he was doing. “Sorry, I just couldn’t resist,” he said.
I told him he’d better watch it. “I have been watching it,” he stated with a sly smile that drove me crazy. “I watched it twitch around here in those short shorts you wore all summer, and now I’ve watched it twitch around here in those tight sweats all fall, and I couldn’t resist touching it.” I was already worked up, knowing he had been eyeing me as much as I had been eyeing him.
“I don’t think so,” he responded sarcastically, when I told him he might get slapped. Leif and I have gotten along well since we first met, about nine months ago. His muscular build and his “country coolness” to my flirting have had me hot for him ever since.
I asked him what it was he liked about my short shorts. He said, “Come here,” and led me to his room, where he handed me a beat-up old tank top. “This would go good with those shorts,” he said. Making him turn his head, I slipped out of my sweatshirt and into the flimsy top. My 36D boobs weren’t too well covered up by the little bit of material, and the fact is my nipples were about as hard as they could get. “It doesn’t go so well with those sweats, though,” he mused. “Go put on something that looks good with that top and you’ll look the way you do when I fantasize about you.”
I couldn’t resist playing with my boobs as I stood in front of a mirror getting ready to change into a pair of pink G-string panties.
I was soon standing in front of him. His eyes ran slowly up and down my body. “You mustn’t like the change, since you’re not fondling me like you did in the kitchen a while ago,” I complained.
“I might get slapped,” he responded.
“I don’t think so,” I laughed, and moved toward him. Leif’s hands played over my boobs, then crept behind me to outline my tiny panties. He picked me up and carried me into the living room. Once there, we kissed for the first time, our hands exploring each other’s body. I love to talk a little dirty while having sex. Ray hates it, but I was hoping Leif would feel differently. I knelt before him, undid his pants and said, “I can’t wait to suck your dick.” That sly smile came over his face again, and I nearly ripped his pants in my hurry.
Soon I was sucking the most beautiful cock I’d ever seen. I positioned myself so that Leif could play with my butt while my head went up and down his shaft. “I want you to come in my mouth, but not until after you fuck me,” I told him in between slurps, gazing into his eyes, with his cock resting on my lips.
We switched positions, with me on my knees on the edge of the couch and him directly behind me. He gave me the best tonguing I had ever received. I squealed as his tongue ran up my crack and stopped long enough to tease my asshole. (I love to play with my asshole, but Ray doesn’t like that either.)
Soon Leif was sliding his big cock in and out of me. “I want you to fuck me in the ass,” I said. I got on all fours, with my butt up in the air, and he slowly worked his big cock into my ass. It felt so good I could hardly stand it, and I knew right then that Leif and I were going to be making love a lot more in the future.
We switched positions se
veral more times, and he was on top of me, driving away, when I realized that Leif was ready to come. “Come in my mouth,” I begged.
He sat on the couch and I lowered my head, waiting for my prize. It wasn’t ten seconds before he gushed his come into my hungry mouth. I slurped and played with his load, then climbed onto his lap to share it with him in a lingering kiss.
I love Ray, but I really love fucking Leif. I later told Ray that I had given Leif a blowjob that evening. He looked at me funny, but said he knew I wouldn’t be able to resist Leif for very long. He even said he didn’t mind, because Leif is a good buddy and had recently gone through a rough breakup with a girl he had dated for several years. Now Leif and I fuck each other a lot, sometimes even when Ray is home. I don’t know how long he’ll stay cool about it, but for the moment I have a perfect world. —S.B., Pontiac, Michigan
ONE LARGE HOUSEGUEST
When my husband called from his office Monday afternoon to inform me that his old college roommate was in town on business and would be spending the rest of the week with us, I was not very happy. I had been complaining for several months about Joe’s lack of attentiveness to my sexual needs and viewed this as just another excuse for him and a boon companion to hit every singles bar in town and run up a world-class drinks bill while I sat at home with a bad case of the hornies. But much to my delight our houseguest turned out to be exactly the right medicine for my problem.
The next morning I had to run some errands after Joe left for work, and didn’t get back home until about ten o’clock. As I walked down the hall past the guest bathroom I saw that the door was slightly ajar and heard the sound of the shower. Glancing through the cracked door from where I was standing in the hallway, I could see Danny’s reflection in the mirror. He was in the clear-glass shower enclosure, and the water streamed down over his naked body as he lathered himself with soap. I shivered with excitement and anticipation. But I couldn’t get a full-frontal view of him in his present position. “C’mon, baby,” I whispered, “turn just a little bit more.” When he did, I gaped in astonishment at the marvelous sight that presented itself.
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