She moved my thong to the side while her tongue teased the skin surrounding my pussy. I wanted to guide her head down to its ultimate destination, but my arms were like lead. The teasing continued until I started to whimper and beg for her to lick my cunt. She must have known that I couldn’t take too much more because she began to slowly circle my clit with her tongue. I felt like I was about to explode.
She took my clit into her mouth and sucked gently, sticking two fingers into my pussy and digging them deep. I felt the ridge of her knuckles bump against the underside of my pubic bone and that did it. I started bucking against her face and fingers, forcing them further into my pussy. She never let my clit go, and I kept coming. When she thought I needed a little break, something soft to slow me down a bit, she slid her tongue in between my lips and licked up all my juices. When she stuck her finger in my ass it all became too much and I squirted all over the place.
She drank the come off my cunt and slid up my body, bowing her head slightly to suck my tender breasts. I reached out to touch her awesome tits, my hands moving directly to their stiff nipples. I had to feel them in my mouth. I raised my head, taking one and then the other between my lips and suckling on them like a baby. I heard a muffled moan, then her breasts were gone and I felt a pair of soft, silky lips kissing mine.
It was strange to taste my own come on her lips, but I lapped at them until I could taste her mouth again. Her mouth was so soft I wondered if her pussy lips would be the same. I slid her off me, knowing it was time to repay the ecstasy she had given me.
Bringing my mouth to her tits again, I worked her flesh until she begged me to go lower. I ran my tongue along her flat belly, but instead of teasing her went straight for her pussy. I slid my tongue up and down her lips, then went further down until I was licking all around her asshole, which was lightly ringed with fine blonde hairs. I went back to her pussy and tongue-fucked her to climax. As she grinded her hips against my face, I stuck a moistened finger almost completely up her asshole while I continued to feast on her clit. She came hard, for what seemed like forever.
When she finally stopped, I slid up and kissed her full on the lips. She spoke the only words that I would hear her say, something that sounded to me like, “Thank you, baby.” Then we lay side by side, basking in the sun and the warmth of our experience.
It seemed like hours had passed before I finally woke up. I’d evidently fallen asleep out there on the beach, but I didn’t know exactly when or for how long. I looked around to find my mystery lover, but saw no one. I dropped a hand between my legs and found my pussy still moist and sticky. There were a lot more people on the beach by then, families and couples, some playing in the water. I lay back on my blanket, my head whirling in confusion. Had that really happened? Was it a dream? I still don’t know.—L.T., San Diego, California
HOW BETTER TO SURPRISE HIM THAN TO VISIT HIM NAKED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
I’ve always enjoyed a good surprise. My friend Brandon was always surprising me with different things, so for once I thought I’d surprise him for a change. I went over to his house in the middle of the night. Knowing that he very rarely locked his front door, I walked right in. Without turning on the light or making a sound, I climbed the stairs to his loft bedroom, where he lay naked, sleeping. I quietly got undressed then took the covers off the bed and stood looking at his nude body with only the dim moonlight shining in the window. I couldn’t believe how peaceful he looked.
Gently, I began to fondle his cock. It wasn’t long before it was throbbing from the feeling of my naked skin against it. Even though his prick was beautiful while coming to life, the fact that he didn’t know I was there is what really got me hot. I ran my other hand over my nipple, rubbing it and holding it tight. I spread my legs a little, allowing the cool evening air onto my pussy and clit. Brandon moaned but didn’t wake up. I pumped his cock with my hand several times, and he moaned again.
I removed my hand when he rolled over onto his side facing away from me but curling his legs up, showing me his ass and balls. I knelt down beside the bed and lovingly kissed his butt and licked his sack. I played with his nuts some more, making him moan and move his hips. I slid a finger into his ass, taking it out and putting it back in several times. I reached down with my other hand and slid a finger into my pussy, the same way I was fingering him. I was so wet that when I took my finger out it shone in the moonlight.
I placed the finger to Brandon’s lips, and when he sucked it into his mouth and licked off the juices, I knew he was awake! I took my finger out of his mouth, then bent over and kissed him, letting him know how much I cared for him. When our lips parted he whispered in my ear, “Hey, baby, you’re home! And you brought me a surprise . . .”
I smiled and slid my hand down and began stroking his cock. “I have a lot of surprises for you tonight, honey,” I said. “Do you trust me?” When he nodded that he did, I reached for my discarded jeans and pulled a blindfold from a pocket. Placing it over his eyes, I told him to lie back on the bed. I went to the dresser drawer where I knew he kept his cache of sex toys. I pulled some of them out and took them into the living room, along with some playthings I’d brought along. Then I went back and, taking Brandon’s hand, stood him up and led him out into the living room.
Telling him again to trust me, I laid him down on the floor on top of a plastic sheet I had spread out on the carpet. It must have been cold against his skin, because it seemed to make his nipples hard—and his cock even harder.
My own nipples were standing out by that point too. I was so horny and the anticipation of finally getting to ride his cock was making me wet. He brushed a hand across my nipple as I bent over him, making me moan and making him grin. I leaned into his ear and told him to relax and enjoy what I had in store for him. I lifted his arms above his head and kissed him very deeply, circling my tongue around his lips and running it across his teeth. His tongue entered my mouth and I sucked on it like I was sucking his prick, sliding it in and out between my lips.
His rod was dancing with excitement. I lifted his chin and kissed his neck, watching his nipples grow even harder. I moved down and took one into my mouth, nibbling and sucking on it. He began moaning and rolling his head from side to side, enjoying the intense feelings I was creating in him. I looked down at his cock, watching it throb as the hairs on his arms began to stand up. I kissed my way down his wonderful round belly and blew ever so slightly on his pole. He moaned and leaned his head back, waiting for me to take it in my mouth. But I didn’t do that just yet.
I slid my hand over the soft, wrinkled flesh, barely brushing against it. He caught his breath with excitement, a bead of pre-come forming at the head of his dick. I took it on my finger and dabbed it to his lips. Again he sucked my finger into his mouth and moaned. I picked up a feather I had brought along and softly tickled his nipples with it before raking it down to his balls and stroking them lightly. I flicked the tip of it up the underside of his cock and laughed when I saw him shiver.
Brandon was groaning and squirming on the plastic sheet, and I’d gotten so horny I was having a hard time keeping myself from climbing onto his cock and coming all over it. But I managed to contain myself and asked him if he was happy. He said yes. Then I asked him if he wanted more. Again, he said yes. I then asked again if everything was okay, and he said that he wanted to taste my wet pussy. I told him that he had to wait just a tiny bit longer, but that the wait would be worth it.
I looked down at Brandon’s thick, stiff cock and couldn’t resist the temptation to have it in my mouth any longer. I decided that I needed to lick it, so I took his cock in my hot mouth and sucked away. He was practically begging me to fuck him by then, saying that he wanted me so bad that he would shoot if I didn’t do something soon. I told him I wasn’t ready, but I must admit that I was having a hard time holding back. My pussy was dripping wet.
I took out my favorite butt plug and told him to get on his hands and knees. I opened a bottle of vanilla-fla
vored oil, poured it all over his back and rubbed it in from his neck to his ass. I also greased up the butt plug real good and got him ready to take it.
First I placed a finger in his ass, working it around to loosen up the muscles. Brandon was moaning and squirming and telling me to work his ass like a prison bitch. I pulled my finger out and quickly replaced it with the butt plug, placing the tip at his asshole and easing it in slowly. He pushed back against it, relaxing his muscles more, and it slid in with no problem. I was so horny, I almost came as I watched myself do it!
Leaving the plug where it was I told him to get on his back again and put his hands over his head again. I then stood above his head and squatted over his face. A drop of pussy juice landed on his lips and he lapped it eagerly, his pink tongue leaving a visible gleam around his mouth. I sat down on his face and let him lick me. My nipples were so hard by that point that I couldn’t help taking them in my hands and feeling them while he worshiped my cunt.
I was so hot and horny that I moved down and took his cock in my mouth. That hard, come-filled dick was so thick that I had a hard time getting it in, but with a little effort I managed to sink my mouth down over all of it. He gave a muffled groan into my pussy as I swallowed him down. I worked my mouth up and down his hardness, sliding it in and out, rolling my tongue around it, then taking it out and licking along the smooth, soft underside.
I couldn’t wait to feel that huge prick inside me any longer. I reluctantly lifted my pussy from his face, moved down and slowly lowered my cunt onto his hard cock. An indescribable warmth filled my hole. I started grinding my pelvis and riding him strongly, pulling back until just the head of his cock was inside me, then slamming it back in again, over and over.
All of a sudden I sat straight up on his cock and drove it in as deep as I could, rocking back and forth so it rubbed against my G-spot. My back arched and I leaned back on my hands, lodging Brandon’s penis far inside, rubbing myself with two fingers as I did. A stream of obscenities mixed with my moans as I began working toward my climax in earnest.
Brandon reached up and took my breasts in his hands, kneading them as I started to come, thrashing around and slamming my pussy down on his cock. I wanted Brandon to come with me, but somehow he managed to hold off. As I settled down he reached up and took his blindfold off. I looked at him and grinned. He carefully helped me to lie back down, knowing that I was still high from the intense orgasm that he’d just given me.
Brandon laid me on my stomach and bent my knees under me, placing my ass high in the air. I knew he could see the come dripping out of my pussy. With one hand on my butt cheek, he took his cock and slid it into me, hard. Grabbing me by the hips, he pulled me backwards, slipping his dick into my pussy, which was still tingling from my last orgasm. I moaned, and the faster he pumped me the louder my moans became. I reached down to my clit and rubbed it some more, grateful I was going to come again.
Brandon knew he was in control by then. He began fucking me harder and telling me that he was going to come. I told him that I wanted him to shoot his wad deep in my pussy. All of a sudden he slapped my ass. Wow, that was exciting! I started to come again. I yelled at him to fuck me harder, to let me feel him shoot inside me. He fucked me with everything he had, then drove that cock all the way and kept it there. I could feel him shooting his come into me. It was hot and dense, and I could feel it sliding out and running down my leg. Let me tell you, I was one happy woman!
As we lay together cuddling afterwards, Brandon told me that he liked having a woman who was always full of surprises. For my part, I’m hoping that the two of us will be surprising each other for the rest of our lives.—N.H., Lincoln City, Oregon
VACATION TIME BECOMES PLAY TIME WHEN THEIR FRIEND’S DAUGHTER VISITS
My darling Lisa and I have been married a very long time, so it should be obvious that we know every last detail about each other’s libidos and what makes us happy sexually. I know, for instance, that my darling is bisexual and has been all of her life. It’s been so much a part of our life that we barely even discuss her girlfriends anymore, but she still hides her bisexuality from even our close friends.
Our closest friends are Karl and Anika, who live a short distance away from the small cabin Lisa and I have up in the Adirondack Mountains of New York State. Like us, they’re second homeowners and had been married for five years when we met them, a short time after we moved to the United States from our native Sweden. Their daughter Mariah is the spitting image of Anika, and is now in her junior year at a local college. Not only is she gorgeous, she’s also the captain of her college field hockey team. Her legs are very developed, with excellent quads and calves. That’s no accident, either. She spends hours working out when she’s not busy doing her homework. She’s always been a sweet kid and is also very close with Lisa and myself.
Karl and Anika work together and occasionally go away on work-related business trips to exotic locations like tropical islands and beautiful spots in Europe. It’s not unusual for Anika to ask us to look in on Mariah when they’re away, so we weren’t surprised when Anika asked if we’d bring her with us up to our cabin for a weekend while they went to a four-day seminar in Bermuda. Their trip was happening at the same time as Mariah’s college spring break was starting, and she didn’t have any plans to go away on any wild trips like college students usually do these days.
Late on the second night of Mariah’s visit, our bedroom door opened. Lisa isn’t really a sound sleeper; on the contrary, even the slightest sound will wake her up, especially when we have guests staying over in our cabin. She was the first one to get up, but I stirred too. Not fully, but just enough to see the hallway light silhouette Mariah’s lovely figure through her nightgown. She sheepishly entered our bedroom and closed the door behind her. The sound of her feet on the carpet was barely audible as she crept closer to Lisa’s side of the bed.
The mattress moved slightly as Mariah slipped into bed beside my wife. I heard the low, soft rustle of Lisa’s flannel nightshirt being lifted up to expose her large-breasted, voluptuous body and watched the outline of them kissing each other’s cheeks and foreheads. Being sure not to distract them, I stayed quiet on my side of the bed, slack-jawed as they moved slowly into an open-mouthed kiss that brought my cock to attention almost immediately. Their lovemaking continued as if I wasn’t even there.
Soon enough they were both naked and sweaty and I could smell the heat of their passion filling the room. My hand found my cock when the lovely, nude Mariah mounted Lisa like a man in the missionary position and started grinding their mounds together. This erotic exchange continued for a long time before Mariah finally slipped down underneath the comforter, kissing and nuzzling my wife’s entire body. When Mariah’s lips finally found Lisa’s sensitive clitoris, my wife let an audible gasp escape her otherwise tightly clenched lips. Just then Lisa’s left hand reached over for me. I kissed it as she arched her back in what I could tell was a powerful orgasm.
I figured that was probably going to be that and was grateful for the chance to see what happened. But after she was done with Lisa, Mariah leapt over to my side of the bed with the grace of a panther and kissed me. I licked my wife’s juices off of Mariah’s face, before giving her a tender kiss. It had been a long time since I had felt that kind of passion with such a beautiful woman.
Mariah was caressing my back and rubbing my sides while stroking my cock. She sat up on top of me and broke off our kiss before lowering her face and kissing her way down my shivering body until she finally reached my horny cock. I didn’t last more than a few minutes before I warned her I was about to come.
Without flinching, Mariah grabbed hold of my cock at its thick base, cupping my balls in her hand as she took rope after rope of thick white sperm down her young throat. Then as if it was all a delightful dream, she slipped back to our son’s room and her bed. It was over.
Not long after that beautiful weekend ended, we received a thank-you card from Mariah, expressing her gr
atitude for the lodging and calling us the most loving couple she’s had the pleasure to know.—T.S., Albany, New York
SHE LOOKS FOR A MAN WHO CAN GIVE HER A LESSON IN WHAT TURNS HER ON
I’m a senior at a well-known university in Pennsylvania, living on-campus at a time in my life where girls my age want to experience different things sexually. I am at an advantage, since my slender frame and perky breasts have men begging for my attention. I wear my short blonde hair in two pigtails, and I have soft blue eyes that suggest I’m a sweet and innocent young girl. But I really like to be naughty!
I’d always wanted to jerk off a guy who has a huge penis. I never wanted to sleep with another guy besides my boyfriend, but I figured jerking a guy off is just having a little fun and not really cheating. I always thought that finding a huge penis would be a fantasy though, since most of the men I have been with, including my boyfriend, have been of average size. My girlfriends and I have read stories in your magazine about guys with giant pricks and always had trouble believing they really existed.
One night at a party in my dorm six of my friends and I started chatting about penis size. We all found it unusual that none of us had ever been with a well-hung guy. Then my friend Nell said something about this guy James whom we were all friends with that really intrigued me.
“You know that girl Jenny in our chemistry class?” Nell asked. “She said that she was working out in the weight room and saw James wearing these tight sweatpants. She said the outline of his thing went down his thigh, and it was, like, bulging out.”
We all laughed when she said that, but I figured I would find out for myself.
I’d known James since freshman year, and we were always pretty good friends on a casual level. I decided to just ask him over to my dorm room to hang out one day after class and see if I could find out what he had between his legs.
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