“Tempting, aren’t they?” I teased, when she’d recovered her breath.
“Yes, but so young,” she sighed. “I’m almost old enough to be their mother.”
I looked at her body, so fit and trim. Her black bush was thick between her legs. I could still smell her sex, and it made me even harder. “You don’t look it, for sure. Besides, college boys are horny.” That’s when I got my idea. “Tell me,” I said after a minute. “How would you like to take on the entire team?”
Vivian was pulling her shorts back up her legs, but she paused as she reflected on that image. Again, she licked her lips as she thought about two dozen hard dicks, all wanting to fuck her pussy or her face. She couldn’t hide her lust.
“Do you think they’d want to fuck me?” she asked.
I had to laugh at that. “Honey, nineteen-year-olds would fuck a hole in the fence. To get a crack at you, they’d sell their grandmothers, believe me.”
Vivian was more than interested, and over lunch we discussed my idea.
On the Friday before our first game, I gathered the team around me on the fifty-yard line.
“Guys, listen up. This is a kick-ass team, and I know damn well you can win this game tomorrow. But just to be sure, I have an extra incentive for you, and it’s sitting right over there.”
I then pointed to Vivian, who was sitting alone on the bench across the field. She had on a tube top that barely controlled her large tits. The shapes of her nipples were obvious, even at that distance. Her skirt was short, and her long legs made it seem even shorter. Her knees were spread apart, and the boys could get a glimpse of her white French-cut panties.
Vivian couldn’t hear us, but she knew what I was saying to the team, and she spread her legs a little farther as we all looked at her.
The guys all seemed stunned. Then Bill, the quarterback, spoke up. “Oh, fuck, coach, are you serious?”
“I’m very serious,” I said. “And gentlemen, I can vouch for the fact that nothing feels better than sliding your dick into Vivian’s beautiful mouth. And her tight, sweet pussy will knock you out. But you only get it if you win. Think about it tonight, guys, and see if you don’t try just a little bit harder at tomorrow’s game.”
The guys all ran off the field cheering and headed for the locker room. Once they were inside, Vivian and I went up to my office, where she once again watched them from the window above.
“Oh, look at that tall boy standing by his locker,” Vivian said. “Oh god, he has a hard-on!”
I looked out to see who it was. “That’s Ron. He broke up with his girlfriend before school let out in June. The poor kid probably hasn’t had sex in months.”
With those words I again positioned myself between Vivian’s legs, feeling the soft downy hair of her pussy against my cheeks as I slowly licked her to orgasm while she watched the spectacle below.
Well, you don’t have to be a student of psychology to know that my boys played their asses off the next day. And I’m absolutely positive that the win had zero to do with school spirit, and everything to do with the promise of fucking my sexy wife.
We won twenty-one to nothing, and when the clock signaled the end the game, I gathered the team around me on our side of the field. “Okay, fellows,” I told them. “You promised to kick butt, and you did. I promised to let you have Vivian, and I will. She’s in the locker room waiting for you.”
Everyone cheered and started to run to the locker room, but I called them back. “Hold on,” I said. “Now listen. If you say anything to anyone about this, I’ll get fired, and you won’t have Vivian anymore. But if you keep your mouths shut, and keep playing like you did today, you can have her after every winning game this season. Have fun, boys!”
At this, they cheered again and raced to the showers. I ran along with them, eager to see how my idea would play out. When we entered the locker room, Vivian was standing naked under the central shower. She was so beautiful and sexy, the boys stopped in their tracks and just stood silent for a long moment. Then they all started to undress. My wife’s eyes were filled with lust as she watched them quickly strip to join her.
The team spent a couple of hours making free with Vivian’s eager pussy and experienced tongue. She always had a cock in each of those holes. Most of the time she was on her knees, sucking one player’s dick while another fucked her cunt from behind. I lost track of her orgasms, but I know that each of the boys shot at least one load of jism into my wife, and some of them did it twice. When the last of them pulled out, I slipped my dick into Vivian’s come-soaked pussy for a sloppy final round. I held her hips and pumped vigorously in and out, hearing my balls slap between her legs. The team stood around us, cheering me on. “Go, coach!” they chanted rhythmically. “Go, coach! Go, coach!” And this went on until I spasmed and emptied my balls, shooting what felt like a bucket of warm come into my finally satisfied wife.
Vivian continued to watch the guys as they all hit the showers and then went to their lockers to get dressed. Her face was still smeared with come, and her beautiful long hair was a tangled mess.
“So, are you fellows going to kick ass again next week?” she asked them.
The chorus of affirmative yells could probably have been heard all over the campus.
—F.R., Houston, Texas
A Change of Looks Brings About a Change of Life—From Sophisticate to Slut
Tara and I have been married for twenty-three years and have two children, both of them away at college. Until recently Tara had a good job as a government lawyer, while I am heavily involved in running my own business.
Notwithstanding the fact that she is in her forties and has two children, Tara still has a very shapely and attractive figure. She eats carefully and exercises regularly. At five feet four, she weighs 115 pounds and measures 36C-25-35, with strikingly good legs and a very pretty face. While she was working she usually dressed conservatively and professionally, although she has always had a thing for sexy lingerie. She was what I call a closet exhibitionist. But it was only when we went on vacations without the kids that she gave in to her desire to wear revealing clothes, something that for me has always been a major turn-on. On those vacations, also, our sex would be hot, heavy, and terrific.
I always encouraged Tara to be more playful and provocative at home also, but she would say that that was for our special vacations only, and that she had a professional reputation to maintain. But in the last half year, all that has changed. My wife has become sexually voracious, and constantly dresses to show off her body.
It all started when Tara decided to have some minor plastic surgery to tighten her neck and face a bit, as well as her breasts. Afterward she started to use more makeup to accentuate her features, got a very stylish haircut, and dyed her hair blonde. In the end she looked at least ten years younger. Needless to say, she got lots of compliments from everyone, and also a lot of propositions from various men, strangers and friends alike. Her response was to play to the crowd by dressing quite revealingly, going about in short skirts, low-cut tops, skimpy sundresses, and tight pants.
As I say, she also became quite demanding sexually. Suddenly there wasn’t a night when she didn’t want to get it on. And she started doing things she would hardly ever do before. She regularly gave me blowjobs, and loved being eaten out herself. We tried all sorts of new things, including anal fucking. Because I found it hard to keep up with her needs, she also started using vibrators and dildos to give her the multiple orgasms she now craved.
Finally, just a few days ago I tentatively suggested to Tara that she should feel free to have sex with other men, given her voracious needs. I explained that it wouldn’t bother me, and it would possibly give her more satisfaction than I was able to. Actually, throughout our marriage my greatest fantasy has been that Tara would become a promiscuous slut, fucking other men continually. But I had never dared to mention this to her before.
But now, instead of being shocked, Tara only asked if I was sure that such a t
hing wouldn’t bother me. When I reaffirmed my feelings, she threw her arms around me and told me how much she loved me. She then proceeded to give me an exquisite blowjob. The following evening when I came home from work, there was a note for me from Tara. She said that she had decided to act on my suggestion, that she was out on a date and wasn’t sure when she would get home.
It wasn’t until about one in the morning that I heard her come into the house. When she came into the bedroom, she whispered, “Babe, are you up?” After I said yes, she said she wanted to tell me what she had been up to that evening, adding that she couldn’t believe what she had just done, but that she didn’t want to keep any secrets from me.
I turned on the light. Tara’s hair was disheveled and her heavy makeup was smeared. She was wearing a black, see-through chiffon blouse with a black demi-bra underneath, a short leather skirt, fishnet stockings, and three-inch fuck-me heels. She looked like a hooker who had had a full night. When she sat down, I saw that she didn’t have any panties on. Her thighs were sticky with come. When she spread her legs I saw that her cunt was stretched, and her clitoris was quite red.
Tara absentmindedly began playing with her clit as she told me what had happened that day. She said that when she had gotten up that morning, she had gone on the Internet, to a local sex site that she said she had been frequenting regularly for the past few months. Previously she had only engaged in sex talk, but this time, after chatting online with one of the men she had spoken to before, she found herself agreeing to meet him that night.
They arranged to meet around seven o’clock at a bar near his apartment. Tara said she had been hot and horny all day, anticipating the evening. She even used her dildo three different times, to relieve her sexual tension.
She was a little concerned because the bar he’d mentioned was in a low-income section of the city, but at least it would be unlikely she would run into anyone she knew there. She also figured that if she dressed like a whore she would not stand out too much, as the area was known to be frequented by prostitutes.
When she got to the bar, it wasn’t too crowded. She quickly recognized the man she was to meet, as he had sent her his picture online. His name was Fred, and he was in his thirties, about six feet tall and pleasingly muscular. He looked her over and said, “You’re every bit as sexy as I expected.”
He ordered her a scotch and soda, and they began to talk. It wasn’t long before he was putting his hand up her skirt, and she was getting incredibly horny. She had only been in the bar about fifteen minutes when he suggested they go to his apartment, and she did not hesitate to assent.
She was surprised to find out that his apartment was just above the bar. As soon as they got inside the door, he grabbed her and they kissed deeply. Soon her head was spinning, and her body had never felt more tingly and alive. When they broke the kiss they stepped back without another word and began to undress.
In a minute she stood before him naked, her nipples stiffly erect. As he took off his pants, she saw that his cock, though only semierect, was huge. She had never seen one so big, and she immediately had the desire to lick it to full erection.
As Tara told me this story, she continued to play with herself until she climaxed. She then told me how she couldn’t control her constant desire for orgasm, and that she had been playing with herself continuously as she drove home. That was why she hadn’t bothered to put her panties on. She then said that she really needed a cock inside her right now. With that she quickly stripped and lay down on the bed with her legs wide open. I had a raging hard-on and immediately got on top of her. Tara’s usually tight twat was now quite loose and sloppy, but even so I shot my load inside her much too quickly.
Afterward Tara said she needed a hot bath, and as she relaxed in the tub she told me the rest of her story.
She had given in to her desire when she saw his huge cock, and had gotten down on her knees and licked it till it was fully erect. It was so big that she could not get her mouth around it completely. After she had licked his cock and played with his balls for about three minutes, he picked her up and carried her to his bedroom, where he placed her down on his king-size bed. He then began to kiss her all over, winding up at her crotch, where he tongued her clit expertly.
Her heart was beating rapidly when he got on top of her and eased his huge cock inside her. It took several minutes for him to get it all the way in. As he moved in and out, she began to gasp and moan. Finally he hit her G-spot, something I had never managed to do, and she had the most incredible orgasm.
Fred waited for her to calm down and then began moving in and out again, coaxing her through a whole series of smaller climaxes. Finally he came, shooting an incredible amount of jism inside her.
Having spent his load, he eased himself out and lay next to her. Tara was panting incredibly hard. “Oh, baby, you were incredible!” he said, and she told him he had been fabulous, too. They lay still for about ten minutes before he asked her if she was ready for more. When she nodded eagerly, he smiled at her and then said, “How about if I call a couple of friends to help out?”
For a moment she was dumbfounded. But as his words sank in, she found herself getting more and more aroused by the thought of being with several men at once. She could hardly believe it when she heard herself saying, “Yes. All right. I’m ready for whatever you’ve got.”
Fred’s smile grew wider, and he told her to just lie there and rest up awhile, while he called a couple of his buddies.
Tara was spread out naked on the bed, with Fred’s come still dripping out of her, when he re-entered the room about fifteen minutes later with two of his friends. Like him, they were both in their thirties and well built. Fred introduced them as Tony and Oscar, and he introduced her to them by saying she was the hottest bitch he had had in many a month, and that she wanted even more action than he was able to deliver.
Fred, who had put on a robe, took it off as Tony and Oscar stripped. Both of them had long pricks, though not as long as Fred’s, and Tony’s was on the thin side. But the sight of them turned Tara on again, and without hesitating she got up from the bed and approached the men. They began to feel her up, and she deep-kissed each of them in turn. She then went to work on their pricks. She was able to deep-throat Tony, but could only take in half of Oscar’s dick. She also worked on Fred again.
When they were all hard and throbbing, she got back on the bed, this time on her knees. She obviously wanted to be fucked from the rear, and Oscar obliged. As she felt his long cock up her cunt she immediately started to come. Her spasms set Oscar off, too, and a minute later he pulled out of her. With his come dripping from her cunt, she moved over to Fred, who was lying next to her. She got on top of him and eased herself down on his massively erect cock. Lowering herself slowly, she kept having little orgasms as his pole went deeper and deeper.
Behind her now, she felt Tony poke his finger into her cunt to get some of her juices on it, and then begin to work it into her asshole. That finger was soon joined by another, and when he had loosened her up he withdrew them and eased his long thin cock up there. As he got farther in, Fred began to move up and down. Before she knew it the two men had a rhythm going, and before too long she began to have a series of incredible orgasms.
After about five minutes Tony and Fred spent their loads, and by that time Oscar was ready for another go. Tara rolled onto her back and spread her legs, and he fucked her slow and easy for about fifteen minutes, as she continued to have orgasm after orgasm.
Fred and his two friends all told her what an incredible lay she was. They said they had never seen a woman climax so much and be so insatiable. Listening to this, Tara could only smile. It had been the most incredible experience of her life.
After Oscar and Tony left, Fred helped Tara get dressed. When he asked her if she needed any help getting home, she said she would be fine, but that she would like to see him and his friends again. Fred told her there was going to be a party on Friday night that would probabl
y turn into an orgy. She said she couldn’t wait. Fred gave her the address and told her to wear something hot. Then she got into her car and drove home, playing with herself the whole time.
As she sat in the tub telling me this story, Tara’s nipples appeared more erect than I had ever seen them, and she couldn’t stop playing with her clit. By the time she finished I was hard again. I stripped and got in with her, and we fucked like crazy in the tub, splashing water all over the floor.
Afterward I asked her if she still planned to go to Fred’s party on Friday night. “Absolutely,” was her answer. I can’t wait to hear about it.
—L.D., Dayton, Ohio
He and His Wife Took a Walk on the Wild Side and Decided They Liked It There
I just got back from a ten-day vacation trip to the Caribbean with my wife Lauren, and I’m still reeling from what happened, although given her behavior over the past year or so, perhaps I should not have been so surprised.
Lauren and I have always had a good life in every way. I make a good living, and Lauren has always seemed to get great satisfaction out of her job as an elementary school teacher. Together we have many compatible interests and pleasures, not the least of which is sex.
Lauren likes to get off a lot. She says that is what most relaxes her. Throughout our marriage, we have had terrific sex. She gives great head, uses all parts of her sensuous body to give sexual pleasure, and enjoys a variety of positions.
But for the past year or so, ever since she turned thirty-five, Lauren has been feeling unsettled. Although to me she seemed as sexy as ever, she became concerned about getting older and not being quite as trim as she used to be. She began to watch her diet and to exercise more rigorously, with the result that her always delectable body has become even more luscious. Her breasts are as firm as when we first met, her stomach is flat, and her ass deliciously tight. One weekend she went off to a beauty spa and came back with her hair dyed blonde and cut in a mod style. She also began to wear more stylish clothes, some of them fairly revealing.
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