“I thought it would be nice for Barry to return this to you personally,” I told her. “He caught it at the club.”
Still nude, Ellie stood back as we walked into the room. “Hello, Barry,” she said. “Did my husband tell you that I have to do everything he says this weekend?”
Barry was staring at her. “I think this is yours,” he told her, holding out the top. “But I hope you won’t put it on.”
I turned on the stereo then and suggested that Barry have the first dance. Smiling, Ellie nestled into his arms and they began to dance. I rubbed my cock as I watched Barry’s hands move all over my wife’s perfect body. I don’t know which of us was more turned on. Never before had Ellie fucked two different men in one night, let alone three. But it was obvious that tonight would be the night. All of us were breathing very hard.
“Ellie,” I said finally, “do you want Barry to stay for a while?”
She nodded.
“Do you want him to caress your body with his hands?” He was already doing that, but she nodded again.
“Do you want his fingers inside you?”
“Yes,” she said, and Barry slowly slid two fingers into her sopping wet cunt. She gasped.
I let them dance that way for a moment. “Do you want to undress Barry?” I said then. She nodded, and in no time she had his clothes off. They were both naked now, holding on to each other, his hands all over her body.
“Do you want to suck his cock?” I said.
Ellie nodded and pushed him down on the bed. She kissed him deeply on the mouth and then slowly traced her tongue down over his body to his big hard cock. If cocksucking were an Olympic sport, Ellie would win a gold medal. She was still licking him like a Popsicle when he turned her around on the bed, slid his face between her world-class thighs, and began to eat her pussy like crazy. I stripped myself naked and moved to the bed, rubbing my wife’s body wherever I could reach. She took my cock in her hand, but kept her mouth on Barry’s huge dick.
I had one more question for her. “Ellie,” I said, “do you want Barry to fuck you?”
With his cock still in her mouth, she nodded. Barry turned her around then and placed his cockhead right at the entrance to her pussy. Ellie groaned and pulled him into her with one move.
The noises she made in the next 15 minutes were like nothing I had ever heard from her before. They were primal and almost inhuman. She fucked Barry like a wild woman, and then she fucked me, and she continued to fuck both of us until we were spent. She was insatiable, and when we finished I knew I would not be able to get it up again that night, although maybe Barry could. I suggested we all take a shower together. Soapy and foamy, we rubbed each other everywhere, Ellie paying particular attention to Barry’s cock as she washed it and washed it again.
After we dried off I said, “Ellie, why don’t you tell Barry what a bad girl you were earlier this evening with Alvin.” Ellie then sat on Barry’s lap, both of them still naked, as she proceeded to recap the entire evening. Barry’s cock slowly firmed up again as she played with him and told her story, starting with her taking off her bra and panties, then fucking Alvin because that was what she thought I wanted (she said), strutting through the hotel lobby half dressed, and on to the strip club, which Barry already knew about.
When she finished, Barry said it sounded like quite an evening, and he was glad he was part of it. He then asked if we would be interested in going still further. His buddy Rich had been with him at the strip club, he told us. Would we be interested in seeing if Rich could get over here quick? “I know he would love to fuck Ellie,” he said.
“I bet Ellie would like that, too,” I said. “Right, Ellie?”
She grinned at me. “A bet is a bet,” was all she said.
Barry got out his cell phone, and as he dialed Ellie took his cock in her mouth and made love to it. His voice sounded strained as he gave his friend the room number and told him to get over here right away. As he hung up, Ellie took her mouth from him, climbed onto his lap, and began to ride his now very hard cock.
“What do you want to do when Rich gets here?” I asked softly. “You want me to let him in while you keep fucking Barry, or would you like to answer the door naked and introduce yourself properly?”
“It would be impolite to make Barry stop,” Ellie replied breathlessly, still moving up and down. “Why don’t you tell Rich to undress and he can just hop on when Barry is finished. Or maybe before. There will be plenty of time for introductions later.”
So that’s what we did. And we still had the rest of the weekend to go.
—F.D., Harrisburg, Pennsylvania
He Was Only a Gardener, but She Liked the Size of His Tool
Susan and I have been married for 25 years, and she has always had a thing about large dicks on men. Although she has never complained about my six-and-a-half-inches, she is still fascinated by pictures and stories of well-endowed studs with huge dongs.
Three weeks ago Susan was walking our dog around the grounds when she happened to come upon our gardener, Seamus, as he was taking a piss in the bushes. He turned just as she walked up to him, and she saw his long thick cock. Although soft, it was still the biggest one she had ever seen in person. She told me about it when she got home, and I could see that she was excited.
The next night I ran into Seamus at a bar in town. We got to talking, and after a while I mentioned that my wife had told me about running into him. He looked embarrassed and started to apologize, but I told him not to worry about it. I then casually invited him over for a meal the next night. He stared at me for a moment, surprised, and then I could see the realization in his eyes. He smiled as he accepted my invitation.
When I got home I told Susan of my meeting with Seamus, and that I had asked him over for dinner. She tried to act casual and not show her feelings, but I could tell that she was aroused and thinking about what might happen.
When I got home from work the next day Susan was getting ready. On the bed she had laid out a white teddy with long garters, white stockings, a white thong, a tight white miniskirt, and a pale green silk blouse. I opened a bottle of white wine and waited until she finished getting ready. When she was dressed she looked radiant and very fuckable in her skimpy clothes and high heels.
Ten minutes later Seamus arrived. The air was thick with tension, and there was very little talk as we had our first glass of wine. Then we went into the dining room and ate our meal quickly, while making awkward small talk. As we headed back into the living room, I saw Seamus pat Susan’s ass and give it a quick squeeze.
They sat on the couch, and after two more glasses of wine Seamus placed his hand on my wife’s thigh while we talked. Maybe 10 minutes later they kissed, and a few minutes after that Susan took the lead and suggested we go to the bedroom. Seamus and I followed her upstairs, and on the way Seamus once again felt her ass, and even put a hand up her skirt, bringing a jump and a giggle from Susan.
Once upstairs, Susan and I lay on the bed kissing while Seamus undressed. Susan turned her head to watch him as he took off his pants and shorts. Although not fully hard, his cock was very thick, with a huge head. Susan watched as it got harder, and in the meantime I removed her blouse and hiked up her skirt so I could suck her nipples and finger her pussy, which was already swollen. Her luscious lips were moist and her breathing short and deep. I pulled her soaked thong to the side and slid two fingers inside her easily.
Seamus moved closer, and Susan eagerly reached out and took his cock in her hand. As she did this I slipped my own cock into her sopping cunt. And there we were, me fucking my wife as she stroked the huge cock and balls of our gardener.
Her red-nailed hand looked small on his big tool. I knew she was dying to have it inside her, so I suggested that she try him on for size. She huskily agreed, so I pulled out and Seamus got between those stockinged thighs. He positioned the purple head of his dick at her hole and fed it slowly into her, much to my wife’s enjoyment. She spread her thighs as far apart
as she could to accommodate his thickness.
As he pushed deeper in, she moaned loudly and quivered as she climaxed. She recovered quickly and cried out with pleasure as he began to fuck her like a piston. The sight of his huge cock pumping in and out of her was almost hypnotic. She reached down and started to squeeze his heavy balls. As his cock moved in and out it dragged her pussy lips with it, stretching them over his tool.
Seamus announced that he was going to come. I told him to pull out of her, so he did, and came all over her garters, pussy, and stockings. Susan gave a cry of frustration; she had been close to climax again, but hadn’t come. She began to rub herself frantically as two of his spurts landed right on her pussy.
All this was too much for me, and I came, too, shooting across her nylon-clad thighs. Susan then surprised me by grabbing Seamus’s ass and pulling him right back into her cunt. He was still shooting, and she bucked and shouted as his come filled her up and spilled out of her pussy onto her skirt and the bed.
Seamus left soon after, and Susan kissed him good-bye. She told me later that her climaxes with him were the strongest she had ever had.
We haven’t repeated this type of thing since, but Seamus is still our gardener, and my wife still walks the dog, so who knows what may happen in the future.
—F.G., St. Louis, Missouri
From Nude Pool to Piano Bar to Hotel Room, Lust Lives On
My very sexy wife, Annabelle, and I met Jeannine and Winston at the nude pool attached to our hotel on the first day of our vacation on an exotic Caribbean island. I would describe Jeannine as a young Kim Basinger, a gorgeous blonde whose round ass and firm breasts were a perfect match for her voluptuous frame. Winston was about six-feet-four, tall, dark, strong and very well endowed. I kept noticing my wife continually sneaking glimpses of his long hard cock whenever he emerged from the pool.
Annabelle is no slouch in the looks department herself, being tall and sensuous, with long dark hair, deep green eyes, and a model’s figure that broadens out in the right places. Winston must have noticed her, too, and we soon struck up an acquaintance. Finding that we got along well, the four of us decided to meet at the piano bar later that night.
Annabelle and I were sitting there having a drink when the two of them walked in. We chatted and had some drinks at the bar. After a couple of rounds I asked Jeannine to get on the bar so I could do a body shot on her. I didn’t really expect her to do it, but to my surprise she obliged. I poured a Mudslide into her navel and let it run down toward her pussy. Both Annabelle and I had fun licking it up. Then Annabelle got on the bar, and Winston did the same thing with her.
After several body shots we moved over to one of the leather couches along the wall to get more comfortable. Annabelle sat next to Winston, and Jeannine surprised me again by sitting down cozily on my lap. Given this encouragement, I started to kiss her, and she kissed me back. I could feel the heat building up rapidly. Jeannine had worn a sexy short skirt, and I began to rub her legs as we kissed. The kisses became more passionate, and my hands began to move up her legs. I could feel her body squirm against mine when she felt the pressure of my hardening cock.
I slowly caressed her inner thighs and slid my hands beneath her skirt. As I touched her tiny thong panties I heard her moan, and her body gave a slight quiver. I could feel her dampness through the thong, and I traced my fingers around the outside of her sexy clean-shaven pussy as we continued to kiss passionately on the couch. Her back arched as I slipped the panties to one side and began to stroke her pussy lips. A sweet nectar was now flowing from her opening. I traced my finger along her slit, from just above her ass to her swollen clit, then thrust it into her juicy inner reaches.
Jeannine’s back arched further, and she moaned and kissed me more passionately as I began to pump her rhythmically. I was finger-fucking her and caressing her breast simultaneously. I could feel the fullness of her G-spot, and I stroked it slowly as I caressed her swollen clit. After a few minutes of this she gasped and stiffened, then gave a soft moan of release and sank into my arms as my tongue probed her soft, willing mouth.
My hard cock was throbbing under my jeans. When I looked over at my wife, I saw that she and Winston were engaged in much the same way as Jeannine and I. The look on her face was one of sweet ecstasy. I was incredibly turned on by the thought of what she was experiencing with another man. All around us people were singing along with the piano player, unaware or uncaring of the lustful activity going on in front of them.
But at this point the four of us agreed that our hotel room would provide a more suitable location for further relaxation. The sexual tension increased as we rode up in the elevator, and once inside the room the four of us quickly disrobed. I began by kissing my wife, and Winston did the same with his. Then the girls started playing with each other while we watched. The sexy sight of the two women kissing and rubbing their breasts together made my knees week, but my cock strong. Their tongues slid over each other’s body, while their hands reached out to take hold of our cocks.
Annabelle loves to have two guys at once, and now she asked Jeannine if she could borrow Winston while I fucked her. Jeannine generously offered her husband’s eight-inch cock to my wife’s willing mouth, and she and I watched Annabelle deep-throat him as only she can. Then Jeannine joined in, and the two girls played tag team with that huge dick. Meanwhile I went down on Jeannine and drank the sweet nectar I had craved since we were in the piano bar.
As Winston’s cock got harder, Annabelle told me to start fucking her. She was on all fours now, and I took her from behind as she continued to deep-throat Winston. Jeannine got down and licked my balls, rubbing Annabelle’s breasts at the same time, while her husband was getting blown. Annabelle soon began to buck, and I could feel her tighten as she moaned and released her delicious juices around my cock.
Jeannine was so worked up that she, too, got on all fours and shouted to Winston to start fucking her. Annabelle, watching this, licked her fingers and started to rub Jeannine’s pussy lips as Winston stroked in and out of her tight cunt. Jeannine, between moans, asked if she could suck my cock. Well, hell, what could I do but oblige?
As Jeannine was sucking me, Annabelle replaced her fingers with her mouth, licking Jeannine’s pussy lips and also licking Winston’s cock as it plunged in and out of her, so that she could taste both of them at the same time. She also reached out to stroke Winston’s balls, and he stiffened and groaned as he shot his load inside his wife. Jeannine came, too, and her moaning, twitching mouth on my dick brought me off. Even though she was still coming, she managed to swallow all my sperm.
Winston rolled over and lay on the bed, and Annabelle went after his cock to suck out whatever jism he had left. Then we all just lay there for a while, panting, until Jeannine said, “So what are we going to do tomorrow?” and we all laughed.
—T.E., Trenton, New Jersey
A Former Student Gets to Show His Onetime Teacher a Thing or Two
When Carla and I were first married, we spent every spare moment in bed. Her Latin blood smokes when she’s horny, and there was no stopping her. She’d suck me off daily while bouncing on a realistic eight-inch black dong I’d bought. I fantasized often about her taking a huge black cock in her while I watched.
Carla teaches marine biology at a local college. She’s five-feet-four and very sexy, with large breasts that grab and hold the imagination of her male students much easier than the subject she’s trying to teach.
After the dildo was damaged in a move a year ago, horny husband that I am, I ordered a replacement from a catalog. I expected it to be the same size, but it was about 12 inches long, 6 or 7 around! Carla said it was just too big, but I got the idea it excited her. I noted that she didn’t discard it, but stowed it neatly in a drawer.
Some months later, as we returned home from a movie, Carla leaned over and said that the day before, while I was at work, she’d gotten really horny and pulled out the huge dong, then ridden it long and hard until
she thought she’d pass out. I was hard instantly, and nearly came myself.
“You always say you’d like to see me fuck a hung black guy,” she said. “If it’s anything like the experience I had with the dildo, I might be willing. Could you handle it?”
“Who knows?” I said. “But I’m willing to find out!”
After a pause, she said, “Well, I don’t see it happening anytime soon. So there’s no point discussing it.”
The next spring, we took time off to go into the city, to take in a baseball game and lounge around the hotel for the weekend. When we got to our room, Carla dropped to her knees and sucked me off. “We’re going to have fun!” she said as I helped her up. “I’m one horny dame. By the way, I brought the big dong! Let’s change and go down to the lounge for a few drinks. Then I’ll give you the show of your life.”
She bounced into the bathroom to dress. When she came out, my eyes nearly popped out of my head. She had on a short skirt and a top with a neckline that plunged so deep, it barely contained her big tits. She winked and said, “You like?”
“Oh, I like!” I said.
“Then let’s go have our drink,” she said, “and see if my pussy can get wetter.”
I have to be the luckiest man in the world, I thought as we headed for the lounge. After a few drinks, I noticed Carla looking hard at a hotel employee standing over by the bar.
“What are you looking at?” I said.
“That guy there,” she said. “He looks familiar.” Then she cried out, “Ohmygod, I do know him! Eldon something. He was a student of mine a few years ago.” She flashed a funny smile and said, “The girls used to call him ‘The Bone.’ I overheard some female students saying his dick was so big, it could rip you in two! They all liked him but were afraid of what he had between his legs.”
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