Erin said she had a plan. She was going to Denver for a weekend teachers’ conference in a couple of weeks. If I came with her, we could stay in her motel room, drink wine, send out for food and spend all our free time in each other’s arms.
When the time came, I arrived at her motel. We had planned to meet at the bar. I had several drinks while I waited for her. She finally arrived, and when she entered the bar, she looked beautiful. Her face lit up when she saw me, and she slid in next to me and gave me a big kiss.
She gave me an extra key to the room, then asked me to stay at the bar and have a couple more drinks before coming up. She had bought a bottle of wine, and was going to drink it while indulging in a long hot bath.
After about half an hour I finally went to the room, where I undressed and got into bed. I pulled the sheet up, but there was no hiding my hard cock. Erin finally came out of the bathroom, her face flushed from the hot bath and the wine. She had on a short see-through nightie. Her nipples were hard, and I could see her dark cunt hair.
I held out my hand to her, and she moved slowly to the bed, smiling as she sat down facing me. I gently removed her nightie and laid her down on her back. I lay down next to her and tongue-fucked her mouth, then kissed down her neck to her tits. I sucked both of her nipples until she started moaning and humping her hips, her hot cunt searching for my cock. She spread her legs wide apart so I could fuck her. But instead of obliging by inserting my cock in her, I kissed her belly while playing with her nipples. I kissed down to her squirming cunt and ran my lips over her cunt hair.
She said breathlessly, “I feel like a fucking, cocksucking slut. Lick my fucking cunt, and I’ll do anything you want.”
I licked her cunt and drank her juices while I played with her nipples. She took my head in her hands and pressed my face harder against her wild cunt.
Pretty soon she said, “Oh fuck, I’m going to come on your face!”
She came hard, and I drank down her flowing cunt juices like sweet wine. I slid up to her face and kissed her so she could taste her own juices. She just lay there for a while, kissing me and licking her juices off my face. She then asked me to get another bottle of wine from her bag. She said she wanted to rest a bit and drink the wine.
I really wanted Erin to suck my cock, but I brought her the bottle and a glass. However, she just started drinking from the bottle. Some of the wine ran down over her tits, and I licked it up and sucked her nipples. After she had finished most of the wine, she said I should lie on my back.
She straddled me, but instead of lowering her cunt on my cock, she started sucking my nipples while she teased my prick by rubbing her wet cunt over it. Then she kissed her way down to my cock. She gave me a wicked smile and started licking the pre-come off the straining pole.
By now I was humping my hips, letting her know that I wanted my cock in her mouth. She put one hand around my dick and the other on my balls, and plunged my cock in her mouth. Her head bounced up and down on my tool as one finger played with my asshole.
She took her mouth off my cock and said, “I’m so fucking horny. I’m going to give you the cocksucking of your life, until I have all your come in my mouth.”
I found it very exciting to see the way my beautiful little schoolteacher had turned into a drunken, fucking, cocksucking slut, and in a few minutes I went over the top and started pumping my load in her mouth. She kept sucking until my cock was dry.
Finally she took me out of her mouth and gave me that wicked, slutty smile of hers. She slid up my body and kissed me. I could taste the wine she had drunk, mixed with my come while she tongue-fucked my mouth. I was in heaven.
After a last long kiss, Erin said, “God, that was fucking great! Please, darling, get another bottle of wine out of my bag. After we finish it, you can fuck my slut cunt and do anything else you want. We’re going to have one hot fucking weekend!”
And we did.—S.W., Los Angeles, California
Ponytales
ONE UNEXPECTED ADVANTAGE OF USING GLASS TUMBLERS POOLSIDE
It seems incredible, but I just lost my virginity this year at age eighteen, to one of my dad’s friends from work. I feel so sexy and dirty and horny about it that I had to write down every detail, while everything is still fresh in my mind.
My dad buys your magazine every month. He has no idea that I sneak looks at it when he’s not around. I really can’t believe that I finally have something I can write to you about, now that I have had sex for the very first time, I have changed the names in my story, so he won’t recognize me when he reads this.
Dad’s friend Eddie and his wife were over at our house for a pool party a few weekends ago. At first I was embarrassed by the way Eddie kept staring at me in my skimpy white bikini. My boobs are still on the small side, but my nipples really stick out a lot, especially when I have been in the water and they get hard. I knew Eddie could see the stubby points of my nipples through the cups of my bikini top.
When I was trying to decide whether to buy that swim suit at the store, I had asked my friend Jessica if she thought it looked too slutty. She was probably the wrong person to ask, since she sleeps around a lot. Sure enough, she said, “There’s no such thing as too slutty. You are going to drive all the guys wild in that suit!”
The other place that Eddie kept looking was between my legs. My cunny always bulged a lot, especially after I started growing hair down there. These days, I use scissors every morning to trim myself while I sit on the toilet. But my thick lips still are so big they make a kind of pouch in my underwear. After my bikini bottom got wet, my lips looked even more obvious than when my suit was dry.
Once, when Eddie’s wife and my parents were looking away, Eddie did something that shocked me so much, I turned red. He was stretched out on a lounge chair beside the pool. He had one knee bent. He quickly tugged up one of the baggy legs of his swim trunks, so I could see his penis. He covered himself up again before anyone else noticed.
The sight of his thick, half-hard thing made me go tingly between my legs. I will never forget that sight as long as I live. Its head was big and round, with a narrow slit at its tip. The stalk was smooth and pink. Just thinking about it now makes me want to touch myself.
I had been on a few dates in high school by then, but they were with clumsy boys who were all hands. I didn’t even want to kiss them good night. Guys my age just did not do anything for me. But Eddie, with his manly body and rugged face and no-nonsense attitude, made me so horny that I felt my cunny getting all creamy inside after he showed me his thing.
While I was still frozen in shock, my mom accidentally broke a glass tumbler at the other end of the pool, cutting her hand. My dad and Eddie’s wife rushed toward her. Mom said it was nothing, but the three of them went into the house to clean and bandage the cut.
That was when Eddie made his move. He quickly got up and headed to the side of our house, beckoning for me to join him. By the time I went around the corner, he already had his trunks completely off. His big penis was in his hand. He stroked it and said, “I saw the way you looked at my cock. You want a taste of it, don’t you?”
“I don’t know,” I said, staring at it. “I’ve never—”
“Better make up your mind quick,” he said. “We don’t have much time.”
The round head of his erection got bigger as he pulled on himself. I was so turned on that I felt like my juices were running down the insides of my thighs. I decided to forget about being nervous and just let my instincts take over.
I went to my knees on the grass, Eddie aimed his stiff penis at my mouth, pressing it against my lips. I opened wide and let it slide in. A feeling came over me that I can’t describe. I knew that everything in my life had changed forever now that I had let Eddie put his thing in my mouth. I was so excited and hot that my nipples and pussy felt electric. This was the feeling I had been waiting for all of my life.
Eddie groaned with pleasure while I sucked him. I could not take much of his penis in my mou
th, only about half, but I made up for that by using my tongue a lot. Eddie’s pubic hair was thick and black and curly around the base of his erection, and his balls looked huge.
“I’ve got to fuck you,” he said, pulling his cock away from my face.
“What do you want me to do?” I said.
“Stand up quick,” he said, and I did.
Eddie put his mouth on mine and Frenched me while he stuck a hand in my bikini bottom. I felt his middle finger sliding up and down my cunny’s slit, then he pushed it inside me. I went weak in the knees.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he said, thrusting his finger in and out of my tight hole.
“Yes, oh yes,” I sighed.
“Then say it.”
I closed my eyes and moaned, “I want you to fuck me. I want you to be my first, right now. Please, please fuck me, Eddie.”
He turned me around and pushed my bikini bottom down around my knees, baring my butt I leaned over and put my hands against the stucco wall of our house for support. I felt the big head of Eddie’s cock moving up and down my crack, then parting the lips of my cunny. It was right there, right at my opening.
I bit down on my bottom lip and waited for the thrust that would change me from a girl into a woman. I had heard that the first time could be uncomfortable, and maybe messy, but I at least thought I was ready. Eddie plunged the whole length of his cock up inside my body with one push. I grunted in surprise and actually felt faint Eddie had a good grip on my hips with both hands, though, and kept me from falling. He pumped his huge penis in and out of my hole, really going at it.
After the initial surprise, I started to enjoy the sensation of his big erection in my tight hole. When he reached around and found the little nub at the top of my slit, I went from liking what he was doing to loving it! His other hand pushed up my bikini top, baring my small breasts. He cupped one of them in his hand and gently tweaked its nipple, which felt absolutely amazing.
We heard the screen door at the back of the house slam. That meant somebody had come outside again. Eddie whispered, “Goddamn it!” He pumped me faster.
He must have been hitting me in just the right spot, because I started coming. I tried to be as quiet as possible, letting out little whimpers of pleasure between my teeth. I felt my cookie throbbing and squeezing Eddie’s penis harder as I climaxed. He groaned, went in deep and stayed there while he spurted out his stuff.
My parents and Eddie’s wife gave us funny looks when we reappeared from around the corner of the house, but nobody said anything. Eddie and I made plans to hook up later in the week at his house while his wife was away. That’s where I had my pussy eaten for the first time, which felt so good, I never wanted him to stop.
A surprise bonus of our relationship was that Eddie began giving me presents, like pretty panties and really sexy shoes.
Sometimes, after we have been together, he just gives me some cash and tells me to “buy something nice” for myself!
I’ve compared notes with some of my girlfriends who also like to date guys who are as old as their dads. They say their lovers are just as generous as Eddie. As far as we are concerned, that old slogan “Don’t trust anyone over thirty” should be changed to “Don’t fuck anyone under thirty!—M.T., Santa Monica, California
HE MIGHT LIKE KORN, BUT HIS GIRLFRIEND WANTS MEAT
What the fuck is it with guys and Korn? My stupid boyfriend Todd is so into that band that he is like a cult member or something. His bedroom is a shrine to everything Korn-related, with posters covering all four walls. The group’s logo is stuck on everything from his baseball cap to his backpack. And he’s not alone. It seems like most of the guys in my graduating class at high school are Kornheads. I don’t get it.
I probably would have ditched him for somebody with better taste in music by now if he didn’t have such a big, fat dick. Hey, we’re both eighteen, don’t get all agitated. We still both live with our ‘rents, but come summer, we want to get a place together and tell this whole shitty town to fuck off.
Last week I was over at Todd’s house. We were up in his room together while his mom was on her computer downstairs, as usual. Todd thinks she spends a lot of time in cybersex chat rooms. His dad split last year to move in with his secretary. Life’s a bitch.
So, anyhow, I’m on my knees in bed, leaning way over to suck Todd’s big dick. He is sitting back against the pillows. He has that goddamned Follow the Leader CD going full-blast. My spread ass is facing the speakers which are at the foot of his bed. The bass and drums are so loud that they are making my asshole throb. To be honest, it felt kind of good.
Todd and I have done just about everything in bed that two horny eighteen-year-olds can think up, which does not leave too much out. Except for one thing, that is. He could finger and lick my asshole all he wanted, but I always told him to keep that monster dick of his away from it.
Whenever he brought up the subject of sticking his boner up my butt, I would tell him to be satisfied with either my pussy or my mouth. He would pout a little, but he always got over it. Guys his age are not really too picky, so long as they get to come someplace.
That afternoon, though—with my asshole all tingly from the sound waves hitting it—I figured it was time to give Todd a treat. A couple of girls who worked with me down at the mall said that anal sex could feel pretty good, so long as the guy took things slow and used a lot of lube. It was time for me to lose my butt cherry.
I turned around on all fours and stuck my ass in Todd’s face. He scooted down between my legs and started licking my pussy. I scrunched my crotch down so my asshole was near his mouth. He got the hint. I felt his tongue circling my asshole, then dipping in.
After a few minutes, I reached for the tube of lube Todd keeps in his nightstand drawer. His dick is so big around that we need it sometimes to fit him inside my pussy if I’m not super-turned-on. When we are in a big hurry to screw, greasing his dick is a lot quicker than wasting a lot of time on foreplay.
I used a lot more lube than usual, coating the whole length of Todd’s cock. Then I held his slippery dick upright, squatted over it and placed its head against my butthole. Todd’s eyes went wide as he realized what was about to happen. I bit down on my bottom lip and slowly sat down on his bone.
Todd helped by holding on to my hips and making gentle thrusting motions up into my butt. I was sweating like a racehorse by the time he finally got it all in. His dick felt so big, it seemed to be going up my throat from underneath. I had never been so stuffed-full in my life.
I started bouncing up and down on Todd’s cock in time with the beat of the loud music, making my titties swing around on my chest. Todd reached up and grabbed them. He rubbed and tweaked my nipples. I felt like I must be the dirtiest slut in my high school. Shit, it felt good to have a dick up my ass. Those girls at the mall were right. This went way beyond normal fucking.
The music seemed to get louder and louder, reaching a peak at the same time Todd and I did. I came first, clenching his dick so hard with my butt that he had no choice but to shoot his load. I felt it spurting up my ass, one thick jet after another. I wanted it to go on and on.
The thundering song came to an end as I lifted myself off Todd’s cock. I knew I never would be as big a fan of that particular group as Todd was, but I still had to admit that I really had enjoyed my first Kornholing experience.—L.A., Plymouth, Minnesota
MIRROR, MIRROR ON THE WALL, WHOSE ARE SWEETEST OF THEM ALL?
Donna is such a total slut I swear to God. At the beginning of our senior year, in sociology class, she signed our high school’s chastity pledge right along with me and a bunch of the other girls we hang out with. The pledge said that all of us would remain virgins until our wedding nights.
So what happened? The weekend after Donna’s eighteenth birthday, she let half the football team fuck her while her parents were out of the house. Okay, so maybe it was only three guys who fucked her, but what mattered was the principle of the thing.
My own eighteenth birthday rolled around last week. I had really mixed feelings about the occasion. I liked finally being an adult, sure. But I wondered if Donna might have been right to break that stupid chastity pledge. I felt like maybe I was being a tight-assed prude by denying myself the kind of fun that Donna was having.
After I showered and dried off the next morning, I stared in the bathroom mirror for a long time, doing some very heavy thinking. I had woken up early enough that I had plenty of time to get to school. Plus the door was locked, so I didn’t have to worry about my parents or my kid brother busting in on me.
All I had on was a fresh pair of white cotton panties. I smoothed my hands down the sides of my body. I was better-looking than Donna, easy. Neither of us had very big boobs, but mine had a lot nicer shape, the way they kind of curved out from underneath. I stared at them awhile. I cupped my breasts from underneath with both hands, pushing them up.
I had seen guys checking out my boobs plenty of times. I knew that all of them wanted to fuck me. Why shouldn’t they? I looked pretty great, if I did say so myself. I hunched my shoulders forward and pressed my breasts together, forming some really impressive cleavage.’ That asshole quarterback Richie probably had been fantasizing about me while he was screwing Donna on her parents’ bed. His loss!
I imagined his mouth on my tits, sucking them. I wondered how big his penis was. I rolled my stubby little nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, feeling them stiffen. They turned redder too. I felt beautiful and sexy and hot.
My pussy started feeling warm and tingly while I played with my boobs. I slipped a hand inside the thick elastic waistband of my panties, so I could touch myself.
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