“Me Tarzan,” I grunted as Lauren’s clothes joined mine in a pile on the floor. “You naked!” I jumped into bed on top of her, almost crushing her with my weight. Stimulated by the call of the wild, we kissed, our tongues dancing as they met. My cock throbbed insistently, begging for release as it pressed against Lauren’s upper thigh. I broke our kiss only to lick and nuzzle my way down her body, inhaling the musk that arose from the nape of her neck and the crevice between her breasts.
Lauren sighed and arched her back as I took an erect nipple between my lips, biting it lightly. “Harder,” she moaned, so I gave it a little nip, loving the sound she made as she sucked air between her teeth. I switched to her other breast and repeated the process, then kissed my way down over her stomach. She giggled when I swabbed her navel with my tongue, then gasped in expectation when my lips reached her mound.
When I continued my way down, traveling past her pussy to her thighs, Lauren did something that surprised me. She reached down and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back to her sex. “I want you to eat me, slave,” she commanded. “Now!” I thought this was out of character for Tarzan’s woman until I remembered Lauren’s desire to be an Amazonian queen. Smiling at her change of roles, I did as I was told.
I slid my tongue between her puffy outer lips and searched among the slippery inner folds for her clit. And it wasn’t difficult to find, as her hood was peeled back, her hardened nub yearning to be touched. I gave it a few broad strokes with the flat of my tongue, feeling her body tense every time I brushed over her sensitive center. Then, sucking her clit between my teeth, I flicked at it with the tip of my tongue as I inserted a finger into her cunt.
Lauren cried out, the twin assaults on her pussy sending her immediately over the edge. Her body bucked as she clamped her thighs against the sides of my head, pinning me to the bed like a true Amazon woman. I continued my ministrations on her clit as she began to wheeze above me, and only when she was satisfied did she let go of my head and pull me up on top of her.
“Fuck me, slave!” she cried, guiding my cock to her wet and ready hole. “Fill me with your big, hard dick.” Not one to disobey, I rammed into her, shoving my cock into her dripping cunt again and again. I was more than eager to come, aroused to heights even higher than the mightiest tree in the rain forest, but Lauren had a few other ideas for me, and she was, after all, my queen.
After grasping the base of my cock firmly, she somehow managed to flip us over without dislodging me from her pussy. Now she was on top, riding me like a cowgirl as she bounced up and down over my shaft. I didn’t have to do anything but lie still and let her take control. At one point I even popped out of Lauren and she immediately grabbed my cock and shoved me back in. I had never seen her so red-hot, and my temperature soared as well in the Amazonian night air, a small electric fan doing little to cool us down.
My balls tightened and threatened to burst, so I warned Lauren that I was going to come soon. “You’d better not do it without me!” she warned, so I bit down on my lower lip and tried my hardest to hold back the impending explosion. I reached out and placed my hand on her mound, thumb down, and drew circles over her clitoris, knowing it would send her over the top. Her breathing quickened and grew louder until finally she came so hard she could no longer lift her body up and down over my prick. That was all right, though, because her pussy muscles tightened and released around my shaft, pumping me like a fist, and I let go as well, shooting my cream deep into her cunt. She collapsed on top of me and we embraced tightly, both of us covered with sweat, until she gingerly lifted herself off my spent prick. We fell asleep shortly, exhausted from our long day.
The next morning the alarm went off at dawn, waking us for an early breakfast and a day of jungle trekking, piranha fishing, and alligator spotting. I noticed that Lauren wasn’t in bed and found her standing by the window. When I started to speak, she shushed me impatiently. Listening carefully, I heard the light rain that was falling on the leaves outside. When Lauren turned to beckon me over, her face was covered with a light sheen of moisture.
Taking my place behind her, I looked down to see what had my wife so entranced. It was a couple of large pink dolphins gamboling in the Amazonian waters below. I stroked Lauren’s breasts, squeezing them in my palms, and she pressed against me, her ass grinding against my cock. She bent against the windowsill and then opened her legs even wider.
Positioning my cockhead at her wet pussy, I gave one hard thrust and was buried to the root. I then slowly pulled out and pushed back into her tightness. Lauren pressed back to meet me, and our movements became short and quick, both of us racing toward orgasm as the rain drenched our heads and shoulders. I reached around to finger her clit, and she cried out after just a few strokes. The sensations drove Lauren wild and she writhed about on my cock. I pumped harder, my balls slapping against her firm ass, and soon I was ready to come. Holding Lauren tight against my body, I shot volleys of semen into her pussy. Just then the rain ebbed to a drizzle and we realized we were famished.
We took a quick shower, then made our way down to the dining room, where we helped ourselves to a huge breakfast from the buffet. The tables were filled with other guests from the hotel, and we sat down with a couple who looked to be about our age. When they asked us if we were ready for a day of jungle adventure, Lauren and I just looked at each other and smiled, thinking about the jungle adventure we’d already had.
—O.E., Portland, Maine
SUMMER VACATION BRINGS OUT THE EXHIBITIONISTIC SIDE OF A PLAYFUL COUPLE
I look forward to the last weekend in August all summer, because that’s when my wife, Angela, and I have our annual getaway. For the past five years, we’ve rented the same cottage, right on the beach. From the front deck, you can see the ocean, but it’s the view from the backyard that’s really amazing.
It was only two days into our first summer there that I first saw our next-door neighbor, Rikki, a petite, sexy brunette with an amazing ass. Rikki planned all the big beach parties in town, but it was the private shindigs she threw that made me reserve the same cottage every year. My wife is hot, but Rikki is something else, and my cock gets hard just looking at her.
From the beginning, it was clear that Rikki was sexually adventuresome. More than once, I saw her seducing a college boy, not caring who might be watching as she let him fuck her in her backyard or sucked his cock. It was clear just from the skimpy clothes she wore and the sassy way she walked that she was up for anything.
One day, while I was looking out the window, I saw her cavorting with a tanned, muscular guy. He was clearly enthralled by her, judging from the grin on his face and the massive erection jutting out of his swim trunks. She peeled them down and took his entire length down her throat in one gulp, getting his cock slick with her saliva. Then she wriggled out of her own bathing suit, pushed him onto the grass, and straddled him, plunging his dick inside her and thrusting her hips back and forth.
As he played with her tits and moaned, I slid my hand into my briefs and pulled out my own already-hard dick. I stood there, watching her bounce up and down on his shaft while I stroked my cock. I rolled my thumb around the head and imagined what it would feel like to have Rikki’s cunt wrapped around me. As I pictured her writhing above me, her breasts bouncing, I came in a fast, intense climax. I quickly composed myself and joined Angie downstairs. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I saw, and as it turns out, I didn’t have to wait long for a repeat performance.
That next night, Rikki was in her outdoor hot tub. This time, she was sucking on the nipples of a gorgeous blonde woman. I retreated upstairs and relished the performance as Rikki led the blonde out of the hot tub and over to a chaise longue. When she laid the curvy babe out on the chair and began licking her pussy with long, slow strokes, it was more than I could stand. My cock exploded and my hot come dribbled onto my hand. I kept watching, in a state of continued arousal, as Rikki finger-fucked the blonde in time with the music blasting from her stereo.
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br /> After watching their sexy show for a few more minutes, I headed downstairs and found Angie in the bathtub. She was surprised to see me, but when she saw my raging erection, she didn’t protest. I joined her in the bath, getting on top of her in the small space. I rubbed my dick against her pussy until she moaned and clutched my back. Then I lifted her out of the water, laid her wet body across the plush bath mat, and fucked her deep and hard. As I slid my cock into her tight cunt, she thrust back against me, clearly as horny as I was. She wrapped her legs around my back and crossed her ankles, making her pussy tightly grab my cock. I didn’t last long after that, shooting my load into her while she climaxed beneath me.
“What brought that on?” she inquired once we’d both recovered.
“Come here, I’ll show you.” I grabbed her hand and brought her upstairs. She gasped when we reached the window, looking from Rikki to the other woman, who was now eating Rikki with absolute abandon, her blonde head practically buried in her cunt.
“You’ve been up here watching her?” she asked.
I nodded. “Angie, you know I’m totally hot for you, but one day I was up here and saw her with this hunk and my cock just got hard and—”
She cut me off. “No, baby. I asked because, well, I’ve watched her, too.” Her cheeks were flaming red at this confession.
“You have?” I smiled at her, then stood behind her, and together we watched Rikki have an explosive orgasm. I’d never imagined that I’d be able to watch my sexy neighbor while also touching and kissing my gorgeous wife—this was truly the best of both worlds and the start of many voyeuristic afternoons for the two of us.
This year, I saw Rikki almost as soon as we pulled into the driveway. Our hot neighbor greeted us fondly and invited us to a party she was having that very night. After unpacking all day, we were ready for a party. We dressed in skimpy attire: a light white shirt and khaki shorts for me, and a bikini top and gauzy sarong skirt for Angie.
When we got to Rikki’s place, neither of us were surprised that her party had already turned into an orgy. Couples were making out, groping and having full-on sex all over her living room and backyard. Rikki greeted us wearing only a tiny pair of panties, her breasts jiggling. “Welcome!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms around us and leading us inside. “As you can see, things have already gotten off to a wild start. Join the fun!” Then she scampered off to meet some other guests. We each got a drink and then settled onto a love seat in a corner, taking in all the action. Angie was sitting on my lap, and from the way she kept squirming, I knew she was getting turned on by the sight of so many naked, horny people.
I reached between her legs and fondled her through the thin fabric of her skirt, then whispered in her ear, “I want to fuck you right here and have everyone watch us the way we’ve been watching Rikki. Maybe she’ll watch us this time.” As I spoke, I slid my fingers under her waistband and along her slippery entrance. I felt her pussy twitching, throbbing with the need to be penetrated, so I pushed my fingers inside her. The minute I felt how hot and tight she was, I got even harder and pulled her closer, so her cunt was pressing directly down on my cock. As she wiggled against me, my body responded in a major way. I couldn’t wait any longer, but I wanted to get closer to the action—and to Rikki.
I lifted my wife into my arms and carried her around until I found an empty space in the living room near our hostess. She quickly got up from where she’d been perched and moved closer to us. I kissed my way down Angie’s body, from her lips, over her sensitive nipples, before I reached the main course—her pussy. I dipped my head between her legs and shoved my tongue into her cunt, tasting her savory juices. Then I pulled back a little to savor her sensitive slit, teasing her by toying with her labia. I briefly glanced up and saw Rikki intently watching us, riveted on my wife’s beautiful body as her fingers flew beneath her panties, her hand moving back and forth. Her nipples were tightly beaded, and watching Rikki touch herself in response to our display made my cock even harder. I once again renewed my efforts, twisting my head back and forth as my tongue lapped at Angie’s clit, pulling the small, hard nub into my mouth. By then, my cock was raging with the need to be inside her sweet cunt, and I lifted my head up. I looked at Rikki, who brought her face down to mine, kissing me and tasting the delicious flavor of Angie’s sweet pussy on my lips.
Then, without saying a word, I took off my shorts, revealing my bare cock in all its hardness. I saw Angie shiver at the sight of my erection, and keeping my eyes pinned to hers, I entered her, pushing into her deeply to let her know how much licking her had turned me on. She was so close to coming already. All I had to do was push her breasts together and nuzzle her nipples, slapping my tongue against them in a frenzy before nipping at them with my teeth. That set off her orgasm, and she trembled beneath me. I put my arms around her, hugging her close to me. I continued to fuck her as the vibrations spread through her body. Even when she was done, her hot pussy still clenched me securely.
“Angie, I’m gonna come!” I shouted, and I tried to pull out, but my sexy wife held my cock like a vise as I shot my hot load into her cunt.
“Me, too!” called out Rikki, and I looked up to see her, now totally nude, flicking her clit with one hand while plunging her fingers inside her cunt with the other. Then her whole body tensed and relaxed, and I watched her pull her soaked fingers out of her pussy. When she offered them to me, I licked them clean. We’d had a fair trade, watching her and getting off, then having her watch us and get off. That adventure was only the beginning of many glorious summer escapades with the wonderfully insatiable Rikki.
—H.M., Scottsdale, Arizona
GOLFER AND HIS WIFE FIND THAT COSTA RICA SUITS THEM TO A TEE
It was fairly late at night by the time I arrived in Tortuguero on a boat. I was exhausted from the long flight and too tired to care about scenery, so once onshore I rushed my wife to our room and immediately hit the bed.
The following day was sure to be a long one. I had flown all the way to Costa Rica for a special golf tournament at the premier golf course, Melia Cariari, in the San José area, the site of two PGA tours. I considered this a monumental event.
My wife carped about the fact that we had to come so far just so I could play golf. She reminded me over and over about the proximity of the equator and how hot she feared it would be, repeatedly asking me why we would travel to a rain forest in the height of the summer.
However, the following morning my wife had the drapes drawn and she appeared to be singing a different tune. “Would you look at that view?” she said quietly as she gazed out the window in a seemingly catatonic state. Claire is a stubborn one, and I was sure that she had not intended for me to hear that. I know that even if she loved Costa Rica after all, it would kill her to admit it.
In an hour’s time we were out the door and driving around in our rental car. I have never really been one for sightseeing, and I was really not interested in very much besides golf at this point, but I was immediately overwhelmed by the idyllic vision of countryside that stretched out before me.
I tried to concentrate on the road as I drove around, quickly scanning lush rain forests that spilled down steep mountains, which eventually greeted both the Pacific and Atlantic oceans. Surrounded on either side by the two deep-blue seas, Costa Rica is a land bridge between the continents of North and South America, with mountain ranges forming its spine.
You won’t find any tall buildings blighting the fabulous beaches, which remain unspoiled even by footprints. Instead, only multiple bays, inlets, and two large gulfs indent the surface. In fact, there appear to be few tall buildings anywhere, allowing Costa Rica to proffer more beauty per acre than any place I’ve ever seen. Even the city with its old-fashioned cozy homes and antique cathedrals was a feast for the eyes, and by afternoon my eyes were certainly full, but my belly was aching with need.
Turns out, I wasn’t the only one with an appetite. While I had been thinking about grabbing a quick burger, my wife
had been thinking about grabbing a quick bite of man-meat in the backseat.
When I felt Claire’s hand in my lap, I looked over at her for the first time since being awed silly by the sights before me. She was smiling mischievously and began to run her hand up and down the crotch of my khaki shorts. I smiled back, my eyes as wide as two saucers, wondering what exactly had got into my wife, but not breathing a single word of complaint.
We toured for a little bit longer, then found a place to have some lunch. Afterward, Claire pointed me back in the direction of the hotel. “I still have jet lag,” she said with a hearty yawn that had me believing sleep was all she craved. But I was certainly wrong.
I was feeling kind of sleepy myself by the time we got back to our room. It was already pretty late in the afternoon, and I was glad that we had decided to arrive a day early so that I could be well rested for the tournament.
I had golf on the brain again as I slowly began taking off my shoes and then folded my shirt neatly into the chair beside the bed. It wasn’t until I turned around and discovered my sexy wife waiting for me buck naked on the bed that I was able to momentarily forget about tomorrow’s game.
Knowing my one-track mind all too well, Claire said, “I know a sure way to get a hole in one,” as she began slowly running her hand down her throat, stopping at each breast. She lazily caressed her nipples before continuing her journey down to her belly where she traced her navel with one manicured fingertip. My cock was immediately rock-hard, and I tore off the rest of my clothes and jumped onto the bed to join my very naked and very horny wife.
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