Not As Shy As I Thought

For our twentieth wedding anniversary my wife and I went away for a long weekend in a villa in a holiday village. As part of her anniversary present I bought her a massage treatment in the villa. She has always been fairly shy and she didn't seem that keen on the idea, however she agreed provided I was out of the villa at the time. So I entered the squash tournament which was on at the same time as her appointment and this seemed to satisfy her. Before going out, however, I adjusted the curtains in the bedroom so there was a tiny gap I could see through from outside.

The villa was surrounded by woods, so I went off to squash as promised but doubled back round to behind the villa and took up my position by the gap in the curtains. After about a quarter of an hour she appeared in the bedroom and began taking off her clothes. She the laid on the bed face downwards and covered her bum with a towel. A few moments later a guy entered the room. He would have been about thirty years old, wearing tracksuit bottoms and the corporate T-shirt. He was talking to her, but I couldn't hear what was being said. He put some oil onto his hands and then gently began massaging her back. She had her faced turned towards the window, but had her eyes closed. She looked very peaceful, almost asleep in fact! And for quite some time he just worked on her back, occasionally adding more oil to his hands.

It became quite boring and I began to wish I'd gone to the squash tournament after all. Eventually he moved to her legs. The towel still in place he worked on her feet, then her calves, then her thighs, doing each leg in turn. She remained motionless throughout. She said something and he removed the towel. He now started to massage more generally, covering her back and her legs, perhaps concentrating a little on her bum. And as this continued he seemed to concentrate more and more on her thighs and her bum. She shifted her position a bit and appeared to me to open her legs slightly, but from my vantage point I could hardly tell. Then I noticed that as one hand massaged the top of her back the other stayed around her bum. He just held his hand still and I noticed that gradually she began to rub herself against his hand. This was very slow at first but gradually it became clear that she was rubbing herself off on his hand. He was smiling, but her face still showed no sign of emotion.

Then he said something else and she turned over on the bed. I expected her shyness to be more apparent now but she lay on her back completely naked, eyes closed, whilst he seemed to examine her body, tracing his hands around her breasts and touching her face. He asked her something and she nodded. Then he removed his T-shirt. She opened her eyes, looked him over, smiled and closed her eyes again. I couldn't believe what was happening and I was starting to wonder how far this would go and how long the pretence of a massage would continue. As if to answer my question he went down to her feet, gently parted her legs further, knelt on the bed and put his head between her legs. And still she lay motionless as he went to work on her with his tongue. I was spellbound and realised that I had a raging erection.

After a couple of minutes he got off the bed and went round and started massaging her breasts and the top half of her body. And for a minute I thought maybe that was the extras over with. Then I noticed that she was massaging him through his tracksuit bottoms. He said something to her and she pulled the front down and his semi-erect cock sprang out. And without a thought she simply rolled her head over and put him into her mouth. And I thought of all the arguments we'd had over her refusal to perform oral on me and here she was sucking a complete stranger. And she was clearly really into it. He pushed his tracksuit bottoms to the floor and stepped out of them without disengaging. As she sucked for all she was worth he reached over and began to play her with his fingers. Her legs opened as wide as they would go. I had never seen her like this before, not even in the early days of our relationship. He pushed her back onto the bed, reached into his tracksuit pocket and pulled out a condom. She said something to him and he smiled, dropped the condom and knelt between her legs. Within seconds he was inside her and they were going like a pair of animals. As she reached her orgasm I could hear her through the double glazing! He was clearly getting close and after a few minutes he pulled out and sprayed his cum all over her face and breasts. I knew this would spook her, because she has never liked me to cum on her but to my amazement she started to scoop it up with her fingers and put it in her mouth. He walked round the bed to her face and she immediately put him back in her mouth to clean up any last bit. Then within a few moments it was all over. He went out of the room and a few moments later she followed. And I was left standing at the window with a raging hard-on!

When I got in I asked her about the massage. She said it was 'ok'!! 

-Anonymous

A Homemade Movie For Her

I show up at this couples house. She answers the door in a corsette, stockings, and heels. He has on nothing but a bathrobe. As I walk in I notice a mattress on the floor, a camera, and some lighting. Her husband looks at me. "Nice lips. Wonder what he can do with them?' She leads me over and explains to me that she wants to make a porno only she wont be in it. She will be doing the filming. She sends me to a room and tells me to come back in nothing but the robe on the door, I do.

Her husband asks if it isn't weird what we are doing. She replies "Honey, my friends would pay top money to watch two men fuck. You don't have to kiss, just fuck and suck". She gives us the whole concept of the story. We start with him sitting on the sofa, me on the floor at his knees. We are watching tv. I notice him playing with his cock as it starts to get hard. I get a strange tingling. I want him in my mouth. I edge up and take over for him. Leaning his cock towards I take the tip in my mouth. Then a little more and pull back, then go down a little and pull back. Finally his whole hard cock is my mouth.

I can feel his swollen head dancing at the back of my throat. Carressing his balls I feel them start to swell. I know what's coming. I want him to shoot his hot sticky load in my mouth and down my throat. I squeeze a little tighter and suck a little harder. Within seconds his hips shoot up and I get my reward. He grunts as mounds of cum leap from his cock down my throat. I continue sucking as he comes down. "Oh god that was incredible. Now get over there on that mattress, you are getting fucked as soon as I get the cream". I ask him how he wants me. "On your stomach to start. Then on all fours as we get rougher" he tells me. I put a pillow half way down to arch my back for optimum entry. He stands over me and drizzles a warm cream on my asshole. His cock is already hard again. Once I am lubed he lowers over me. I feel the tip of his huge cock pressing against my tiny brown hole. "Relax, just relax" he whispers in my ear as he works his way in.

With each push I let out a little groan until he is all the way in. He moves slowly at first until I get relaxed. "Good you are relaxed. Up on your knees". He grabs my hips and starts slamming in and out of me, our bodies slapping loudy together. "Good" his wife says as she re-angles the camera "Fuck him harder". I am moaning and screaming like virgin from his size and vigorousness. His rhythm changes, he is about to cum. "Don't stop, please don't stop" I beg him "I want you to fill me with cum. Make it hurt". He slams in and out of me even harder. He pulls me hard to him as I feel his muscle tense and release several times shooting a hot cream in to my waiting ass.

As he finishes I lean up so I am on my knees and his chest is agains my back. He reaches around and grabs my cock to stroke it. I am so horny from that savage fucking that I shoot cum all over the mattress in a matter of seconds. I collapse on it as he rips his cock from my ass. Looking at his wife "What's next?". "After you wash up you two are going to 69 to completion and that will be it". He returns, his body glistening from the shower. His wife leans down to get him hard again. "Stop. I want him to get me hard, during the shoot". I lay on my back and he straddles me putting his soft cock in my mouth, taking mine in his. The feeling of his cock growing in my mouth makes mine even harder. He starts moving his hips up and down so I just hold my mouth still. I put my hands on his ass as he fucks my mouth. I cum in his first, then he raises up and gives me one good thrust. Cum races down my throat. "That's a wrap" his wife says. "I already have four girlfriends that are dying to see footage of you with another man and each has offered me money for a disc they can keep".

-Anonymous

Shut Up!

Did you ever meet anyone that turned you on so much at first glance that you just hated him for it? OK, that sounds twisted, I know. But damn it, I'm going through life, minding my own business (for a change) and up to me walks this guy, says a polite hello...and my clit whimpered and tried to climb out of my panties. And that is just as uncomfortable as it sounds.

I gave him an ugly look and snapped something rude. He smiled at me gently and said "bad day, huh?" That REALLY pissed me off. Where the hell did he get off assuming I'm some kind of nice person the rest of the time...and oh, shit, I carried on like this for a good twenty minutes. He got more and more amused, until I just wanted to belt him one. Finally, I stalked off in a huff, heels clattering out my hostility...which really echoed nicely off the concrete in the parking garage. I slammed my purse down on the hood of my car to hunt for my car keys. That echoed, too. The little squeaking sound I made when he grabbed my arm and spun me around echoed. The crack of my palm across his face seemed to echo forever. His mouth coming down on mine, his tongue thrusting, his fingers gripping my ass...well...that didn't make any sound at all.

I struggled for a good nanosecond before I sucked his tongue with everything I had and ground my hips against the rather sizeable bulge arguing with his jeans. I have never wanted a hot, nasty fuck so much in my life. He slid a thigh between my legs and raised it slightly, and I GROUND my cunt against it. My hands were everywhere on him...his face, his hair, his shoulders, his chest...his nipples were hard, my fingertips discovered, and he liked having them pinched lightly. That made me wonder if he liked having them sucked...and I still feel bad about that nice shirt. I MEANT to unbutton it, but my left hand didn't get the message. The yank-rip-suck combination nearly made him cum in his pants. I tongued and nibbled his nipples until he gasped at me in some kind of private language. I smiled and nodded.

Apparently what he had said was "may I yank your pantyhose down, toss you up on the hood of your car and eat you?" because that's exactly what he did. His mouth came down like it owned my pussy...licking, slurping, nibbling...biting the lips gently, possessively...flicking against my rigid clit. He gripped my ankles and shoved them up...and his mouth slid down to my ass. He bit me on both cheeks, licked and nibbled, then slid his tongue very lightly up the crack of my ass. Very lightly. So close...so very close. I moaned helplessly, unable to tell him what I wanted. Not that I had to. The minute I surrendered and made the "I want you" sound, his tongue thrust into my ass. He tongue fucked my hole until I was clawing at the hood of the car, trying desperately to hold on and not scream. His mouth moved up to my clit and he sucked it in as one index finger slid in and out of my juicy cunt. My back arched as the slick finger slid into my ass as he power-sucked my clit. I came...and why every windshield in there didn't shatter I do not know.

We both froze...me because my brain had exploded and him because he knew somebody had to have heard me scream. Nothing happened. No guards or cops showed up. His eyes gleamed at me and his hands moved. I heard the clink of his belt, the sharp sound of his zipper and the laughter in his voice as he said "come here, bitchy mouth." He slid me off the car, skirt going up to my waist, and my naked ass landed on the cold metal of the bumper. Once the shock of that wore off, I discovered it was a dandy little seat for comfortable cock sucking. It worked out well for him, too, because he could lean forward and brace his palms against the hood of the car while I sucked the absolute hell out of his swollen cock. I stared up at him, watching him watch his cock slide deeper and deeper into my mouth...his eyes getting wide with disbelief as he felt himself slide over my tongue and into my throat. I chuckled and the sound vibrated against him, causing his eyes to roll back into his head, his hips to thrust and his entire load to shoot down my throat.

He sat on the bumper next to me for a while, pants and underwear down around his ankles. I think he was trying to get his eyes to focus. I was trying, but not very hard, to get the shit-eating grin off my face. I had never seen a man so completely blind-sided by an orgasm. Finally, he blinked a couple of times and said "wow." I chuckled again, sort of a triumphant sounding chuckle. He looked at me and smiled slowly. "Now you're in trouble," he said softly.

He stripped me naked while holding my wrists pinned behind me, his mouth on mine. Didn't pop one button, either. The sheer wicked arousal of being naked in a public place was intoxicating. I ground my body against him, flaunting myself, feeling free and hornier than I've ever been. I wanted it NASTY and I wanted it NOW. He slid his hands all over me and put his mouth against my ear. "Ever had a complete stranger watch you fuck while jacking off before?" I tilted my head at him. "Huh?" I said. He grinned. "There's a guy in a van over there watching us. His beating off." I froze for a second, then thawed rapidly. I discovered at that second I'd had exhibitionist tendencies laying dormant. They surged to life and I grinned. "Then let's give him a good show."

He moved me to the corner of the hood, turned me around and bent me over. I braced myself and he rubbed his stiffening cock against my ass, then thrust it into my pussy. I wiggled back at him, loving the way my ass felt as it rubbed against his pubic hair, loving the way my tits jiggled with every movement...and loving knowing the guy in the car was stroking his cock while watching all of it. "Fuck me!" I moaned loudly. "Fuck my hot cunt! Pound your cock in me!" He gripped my hips tight and obliged, each stroke coming in hard enough to lift me to my toes. I humped back at him, feeling every inch of him stroke so deeply.

We screwed like crazy, with no attempt to be quiet. Our bodies slapped together, are breathing was harsh and ragged, and neither one of us could shut up. I kept howling "fuck me!" and he released a running stream of compliments about my hot, wet, tight cunt. My cunt got hotter and tighter when I came violently, and got a lot wetter when he came with an equal force. He stayed hard, slamming his cock deep into my creamy pussy, then took it out and rubbed it up and down the crack of my ass. "Yes!" I said in a cracked voice. "OH, YES!!"

He worked his cock into my ass slowly and carefully. He felt huge! His balls slammed against my clit as he began to pump. I thrust my ass back, wanting every inch of his cock to impale my hot, horny hole. He built up the rhythm slowly, until he fucked my tight hole in a frenzy. He reached around me, one hand gripping my left nipple hard, the other going right for my clit and rubbing. The combined sensations nearly drove me insane. He withdrew suddenly, turned me and flipped me easily up on the hood of the car. He grabbed the backs of my knees and shoved hard, thrusting his cock into my hole as my ass rose.

"Yes!" he breathed, watching his cock fuck my asshole. "YES!! So fucking tight! Your hole is so fucking tight! Spread your pussy lips!" I reached down, and spread myself open for him. He looked demented, eyes dark and gleaming, gasping through his mouth. "Fuck my hole DEEP!" I said loudly. "Fuck my ass DEEP!" He licked his lips, nodded helplessly, and worked his hips as fast and as hard as he could. It was an orgy of pleasure/pain and I wanted it to go on forever. "Fuck me," I said again. "Fuck me so hard I can't stand it. Fuck my tight hole ALL the way open! Fill my ass with your cum! Flood me with your hot cum! I want my ass to overflow!"

The single most erotic sight I've ever seen was the stunned expression on that man's face. Ah, I thought, and raised my head, glaring at me. "Do you hear me?" I howled. "Fuck it OPEN!! Fuck my ass HARD!! Fuck my ass like a whore's cunt!! Make me your ass-pussy!! SCREW MY HOLE!! Flood my with cum!! I want to feel your hot cream pour down both my legs. I want you to shoot a LOAD in me!! I want that big dick of yours to pump and pump and PUMP cum into me!! Fill me!! FLOOD ME WITH YOUR CUM!!"

He fucked my ass like a machine, his face twisted with ecstasy, sweat pouring, his slick palms shoved into the backs of my knees. His eyes had gone blank, every nerve ending in his body stimulated by his relentlessly fucking cock. I rubbed my clit, making myself cum again and again, shrieking "FUCK ME!! FUCK ME AS I CUM FOR YOU!!"

He threw back his head and howled like an animal as his cock released spurt after spurt after spurt of hot cream in my ass. I got my wish and then some. He flooded me! I felt splash out with his final strokes, then caught him as he pitched forward on top of me. After a while, he lifted his head and said something that sounded like "mxlpixitdarnf." I had to agree with him. The guy in the van agreed with him, too.

-Tommo

Ladies Control The Lads

Myself and Dean, who by this stage had already had a bit of a night with Sarah, we were out for a nights drinking arriving back at the flat after about 1am. We knew Sarah had her mates around, that was the main reason we were out, just to give her some space, but we kinda imagined they'd be gone by the time we got home.

We were mistaken as when we got in we heard them laughing in the living room. I decided to retire as the combination of too much to drink and giddy girls was to much for me that night. Dean decided to say hello and disappeared.

Before I had the chance to fall asleep I had a knock on my door. It was Dean with a massive smile on his face. Apparently the three girls in the other room were drunk and horny and expressed an interest on seeing a bloke wank off. Sarah, knowing what we last got up to said how about two. Thats why Dean was at my door inviting me out. The stage I was at, you think why the hell not!

We got out there in front of them and stripped, much to their delight. We sat in front of them and started to wank ourselves slowly. At this stage it was all just drunken fun that you get up to. Next thing one girl is saying that she would love to see us wank each other. Without invitation Dean's hand was around mine and wanking me off. I took my hand off my cock and let him take over while I reached over for his shaft. We both stroked each other slowly in front of the 3 ladies. His hand so good on my cock and his cock so hard in my hand. I saw how much Dean was loving this, so I asked the girls if they would like to see Dean suck me off. A smile went over Deans face while 3 ladies screamed in delight.

I turned my chair round to face Dean as he got on his knees. He took my hard cock in his hand and started to wank me off while licking the tip. Before I had the chance to gasp he took my cock in his mouth and pushed down deep on me. I arched back, gasping for air, his sucking taking the air from me. He wrapped his hand around my balls playing with them as he sucked my cock. I heard the girls, the noises they were making, but Deans mouth took all my concentration. I closed my eyes feeling him on me and letting myself go to his sucking. Opening my eyes I saw Sarah above me smiling and pulling Dean away from my cock to my disappointment.

Apparently the girls wanted one further thing to get off. Sarah had told them about our previous night together and she had now agreed that I would fuck Dean in the ass while she fucked me in the ass with her strap on. At the time, after having my cock sucked so much and seeing Sarah peel her top off to show her tiny pert tits, the thought of fucking Dean to cum was nothing to me.

Dean was already bent over fingering his ass! Sarah came back from her room with some lube and a strap on attached to her and started to lube Deans ass while one of her girlfriends kindly slid a condom on me with a smile. The next thing I know I have Sarah's lubed finger in my ass and a massive hard-on.

I grabbed hold of Deans hips and pushed slowly into his ass feeling instantly how hot he was in there. I could hear the girls giggle as I pushed in him. Before I had the chance to push in and out of him I felt Sarah's strap on push in my ass. She didn't hold back like last time, she pushed straight in and I cried out, pushing myself into Dean as a reaction. We started to fuck hard, our desires getting the best of us. Sarah shouting with joy as her two girlfriends played with themselves watching us, me screaming with her in my ass and Dean crying for my cock deeper.

I couldn't hold back and longer and shot my load while wanking Deans cock hard. I could feel him moments later shoot in my hand while Sarah screamed as she fucked my ass.

The night progressed from there. Sarah wanted more and took Dean on all fours while he me sucked off. Luckily I got the chance to have one of the ladies sit on my face while he sucked me. Believe me, she was soaking, the taste was amazing and when she came she flooded my mouth. The other lady decided just to watch and play with herself, but what a smile she left with.

-Anonymous

Frank

Frank and I used to be roommates in a garden apartment near where we worked. Frank was never at a loss for bringing home women after a good night out. I was dating Mary so I wasn't as prolific as Frank.

I knew Frank was a good lover and that he must have had a decent sized cock from the very loud sounds of his sessions, the "OMGs" from the women, etc. I have to admit, I became voyeuristic and couldn't wait to listen in as Frank went at it again with someone else. One night I ran into him in the hall on the way to the john as he was leaving his room after doing some lady. Damn was he hung. He had to be about 9 inches, while somewhat flaccid. It was hanging there, swinging. You could tell that he just got done making love. Now I knew what all the OMGs were about.

Anyway, Mary moved in with us in the apartment. She and I were getting serious, close to getting engaged. Frank was always a gentleman and very pleasant to her. Never came on to her though. It wasn't long however, before the sounds of Frank's love making and the "OMGs" came through the walls. While our sex was decent, I didn't have Mary screaming "OMG", "oh Baby" and slamming the bed into the wall. I'm about 6 inches fully hard.

At first, the sounds embarassed Mary and she asked if this happened a lot. I told her it did. I'll never forget one night, Frank was really going at it for quite some time. Mary asked me if this was going to go on for a while and how surprised she was that it was still going on! That's probably the first time I started thinking about seeing Frank take Mary with that big dick of his, especially from behind. Mary has a broad ass, but very firm. I would get myself off thinking about how hot it would be seeing Frank pound her from behind with his big dick.

I used to try to set up situations, e.g., going to the beach together so Mary could get a glimpse of Frank's package, even thru a wet bathing suit. I caught her a few times catching some looks at his crotch. But nothing seemed to come from it from either one of them. One night Frank came over to my room late at night looking for a condom. He didn't realize that Mary was there and knocked on the door. She answered the door then got back in bed telling me that Frank was looking for a condom. I got up to get Frank one and there he was, hard and huge, I mean huge! He apologized, mentioned his embarrasment and left. I know Mary got a great look at his cock, but she didn't say anything about it.

A few weeks later, I had to leave for a business trip for about a 10 days. That left Frank and Mary in the apartment together. Mary said she was comfortable with that given that we were all good friends. We talked on the phone every day, nothing unusual, the same ol' work stuff, etc.

I got home a couple of days early, in the evening, having wrapped up the consulting assignment. Mary's car wasn't in the driveway so I figured she was still at work. I was making my way to my bedroom when I heard the old familiar sounds from Frank's room down the hall, bed crashing against the wall, Frank huffing like he was just slamming into some lucky lady. I couldn't help myself. I left the apartment and went around to Frank's window to hear more.

One of the blind slats was up a little so I peeked in... Jesus, what a sight! There was Mary, legs up on his shoulders on the edge of the bed while he was lowering into her. I was stunned but got an instant hard on. I watched for a few minutes as he just pounded her in a blur of movement. He spun her around and I got to see my fantasy...taking her doggie style with that big dick! WOW! A couple of "OMGs!" from Mary and I was ready to explode. I left not wanting the neighbors to turn me in.

I stayed out until about midnight that night. I called the house an hour or so after I saw my spectacle to let Mary know that I was coming home early. I got home and was greeted by her in an affectionate way, similar to always. The two of them never said anything.

Well - it's been 12 years since that time. Mary and I are married, as is Frank. We keep in touch but not much else. But I still get off thinking about my wife and that big dick! Who knows, maybe a reunion is in order.

-Carol D. J.

Camping

Samantha was sure the others were asleep by now. It had been at least 20 minutes since she heard a sound from anyone except their soft breathing. Kel, beside her, was definitely out. He'd had quite a bit to drink, and after 3 years of marriage she knew the rhythm and sound of his breathing when he was asleep.

Samantha was enjoying the camping holiday with Rob and Tabbie, but sleeping with another couple in the holiday trailer certainly put a cramp in one's marital privacy. Two or three days wouldn't have been too bad, but now after 6 nights without any sex, she was almost going out of her mind. Samantha loved sex and wanted - needed, it every day. To top things off, her passion was certainly not abated by seeing Rob every day. Tabbie was a lucky girl, Samantha considered. She couldn't help but imagine what Rob was like in bed. Earlier today, it was all Samantha could do to not stare at Rob in his Speedo. She did secret a few quick glances at his substantial package and was rewarded with a warmth in her pussy that had been nagging her since.

"Yes," she thought, "I'd love to have a sampling of that right about now. Mmhhmmm." A light shiver ran over her at the thought.

She was certainly not going to be able to sleep tonight unless she was liberated from the passion she was almost past controlling.

She considered waking Kel, then decided against it. Was she able to convince Kel to make her cum, she was so horny she knew she wouldn't be able to control her fervor, and would be way too loud in the little camper. She decided she would have to solve this little dilemma herself. She felt that she could maintain some control that way and would hopefully not make much noise, although she was almost past the point of caring about now.

It was pretty warm at this time of year, because of that Samantha had worn only a light nighty over her panties tonight. The nighty was light cotton, and covered her to mid thigh. Samantha was laying on her side and peered through the subtle light in the camper. She looked over at Rob and Tabbie's bed to ensure they were asleep. Rob was closest and turned away from her. Seeing only the gentle rise and fall of the covers from their breathing, she felt a certain amount of confidence as she slid her hand under the covers of her bed.

Slowly Samantha moved her hand along her outer thigh to the hem of her nighty. Gently and quietly Samantha took the hem of her night gown and slid it up over her hip. Her ears piqued to any sound of stirring from Rob and Tabbie, she silently raised her hip off of the bed to slip the right side of her nighty up to her waist. She felt naughty and extremely horny as she slid her hand down to her panties. It reminded her of when she first discovered the joy of fingering her pussy when she was thirteen. She had been in the same room as her older sister. Samantha had made herself cum countless times with Jenny sleeping quietly only 10 feet away.

Slowly she slid her hand under the waistband of her panties as she gently brought her knees apart. Raising her knee high she tucked her left foot behind her right knee as her fingers slipped through the light hair of her pussy. She continued to keep a cautious eye on Rob and behind him Tabbie, as her fingers sought out the throbbing itch of her pussy.

An unintentional moan escaped her as Samantha's fingers finally touched her wet clit. She was absolutely soaked and as she slowly circled two fingers over it she could hear the slurping sounds of her juices under her fingers. Reflexively she thrust her pussy forward against her fingers her eyes closed in pleasure. She slid her hand further into her panties - as the bottoms of two fingers and then the top of her palm slipped wetly over her clit she sunk two fingers as deep as she could into her itching slit.

She was having extreme difficulty remaining quiet as she stroked herself, her fingers soaking wet with her own juices. The pleasure was incredible as she massaged her clit with her palm and wiggled her fingers inside her musky wet canal. She found herself starting to gently hump her pussy against her own manipulations and had to make a conscious effort to settle herself down.

Slipping her fingers out of her needy slit, she slid one finger along her lips up to her clit and back down again, with only the tip of her finger between her salivating pussy lips. Her panties were now a hindrance to her and she determined she had to have them off.

She opened her eyes to once again survey Rob and Tabbie's sleep. She saw that there was no change in their position and then noticed that she could see almost clearly in the camper now. The full moon had come out from behind a cloud showering their little camper in a soft glow.

Since everyone was clearly asleep, Samantha boldly rolled to her back and raised her hips. Hooking both thumbs in the waistband, she slid her panties down over her bum. Bringing her knees forward she slipped the panties off just as she heard a stirring in Rob and Tabbie's bed. Samantha froze and listened closely. Someone was turning over. She slowly lowered her feet to the bed then layed very still, as whoever was moving settled.

If she wasn't so horny she might have decided that it would be too reckless to continue, but she was very aroused and determined to cum tonight. Samantha layed still for what seemed an eternity, then feigning sleep sounds, turned her head to take a cautious look at Rob and Tabbie. She saw in the soft light that Rob had turned toward her now and was breathing quietly, still asleep. Now, out of her panties, she felt a freedom that was erotic and naughty as she quietly slipped her damn underwear under her pillow.

Kel, pretty much passed out beside her, was not a big threat to wake up, but with Rob stirring the threat of being caught added excitement to her already overly excited passion.

Her knees were still drawn up and as she slipped her hands down her tummy her knees instinctively separated. Her hands with a mind of their own continued down her body drawn by the needs of her pussy. Again soft wet sounds could just barely be heard as she slipped one and then two fingers into her eager pussy. She slowly and deliberately massaged her desperate pussy. She played slowly to both remain as quiet as possible, and to maintain this sensation for as long as she could stand. She was so horny she could make herself cum quickly if she tried, but she was loving the feeling too much to have it go away.

Gently she rolled her fingers around inside her pussy as she massaged her clit with three fingers of the other hand. She couldn't prevent the soft moans of pleasure from escaping her, and tried her best to make them sound like sleep noises. She was trying to keep as still and quiet as possible but her passion was becoming stronger, and she was loosing what little inhibition she had left.

She was now uncontrollably thrusting lightly against her hand as her fingers fucked her pussy with increased vigor. "Mmhmm" quietly sounded in her throat. The camper was starting to rock slightly and Samantha almost didn't care.

She was enjoying this too much to make it end so soon. She wanted to cum, but wanted more to maintain the pleasure. Slowing her pace she slid her fingers out of her drenched pussy and slid them up and down her wet lips. The camper was rocking too much now - she mustered all her control and slowed - then stopped her movements. She again piqued her ears to hear if there was any sign of others being awake.

The camper still continued to rock slightly though, even after she consciously stopped thrusting against her hand. She stopped moving completely and there was still a slight movement of the camper.

Opening her eyes slowly Samantha's senses were alert as she looked, felt and listened in the camper. She could hear a slight noise from Rob and Tabbie's side of the camper. As she turned her head slowly to look, the noise stopped and she could feel the camper stop its gentle sway. She could see quite well in the soft light and Rob was still lying facing her, she could see well enough to tell his eyes were closed, but she could see by his breathing that he was not asleep. He was not breathing gently and easily as sleeping people do, rather his breathing was rapid and more intense. Samantha grinned to herself as she guessed what was happening.

Turning quietly toward Rob she discretely slipped out from under the blanket as she spread her knees. Again slipping her hand down to her pussy she slipped a finger inside and wiggled it quickly. Soft sucking sounds were plainly heard now not muffled by the blanket. Rob's eyes opened then widened as Samantha's fingers and pussy were plainly visible only a few feet away. Rob smiled and slowly slipped his blanket back exposing his obviously fully erect cock. Her suspicions were correct, Rob's hard cock was evidence to the fact that he had heard Samantha's play and had started to masturbate as well. His cock was gorgeous. It was quite long and very thick. As he started to stroke it, his fingers barely reached around it. Samantha relished the view of her husband's handsome friend stroking his huge cock only 6 feet away.

The sight of Rob's rock hard cock leaking pre-cum was hugely erotic to Samantha and she again buried two fingers deep inside her wetness. She stroked her fingers in and out in rhythm to Rob's long stroking of his rigid cock. They tried to maintain control of themselves lest they wake their spouses as they continued to masturbate for their and each other's pleasure.

Samantha was getting too, too horny now and was bucking harder and harder against her hand. She ground her clit against the heel of her hand as she rode hard on her fingers reaching deep inside her wet slit. Moans were coming more and more quickly from her as she fucked her pussy mesmerized by Rob's stroking of his cock in front of her. Rob's stroking grew in time to her own play could tell that he too was close to orgasm. She wanted to see his cum, wanted to taste it. She felt very mischievous, naughty and horny as she ached to cum and watch Rob cum too.

Samantha had her legs wide open and her fingers buried deep inside herself. She was fucking herself forcefully now, too excited to be restrained - both she and Rob were on the verge.

She could feel the passion welling up inside her, and knew she was past the point of no return. Suddenly Rob tensed up, his hand stopped stroking his gorgeous cock, his eyes were squeezed tight as his whole body stiffened. A stifled moan escaped Rob as Samantha saw his cock twitch then sprays of cum erupted from Rob's hard cock. Stream after stream of hot semen jumped from his stiff penis, landing on Rob's stomach, his chest, his arm, the bed. It gushed uncontrolled from his hard cock as he lay taut in pleasure. It was all Samantha could take as Rob lay across from her, his cock erupting cum - a great rush of pleasure came over her - she bucked hard against her hand and felt the wash of orgasm roll over her. She reflexively plunged two fingers inside her and held her hand tight to her pussy. Rocking the heel of her hand against her clit she bucked hard against it, grinding her itching, aching clit to satisfaction. Her orgasm, so much in anticipation, was intense. She was barely able to suppress her squeals of passion and pleasure as she rode her hand through her orgasm, the vision of Rob's cock shooting cum making her pleasure even more intense.

Slowly the waves of her orgasm subsided, and as Samantha lay in the afterglow she smiled at Rob and winked. He winked back smiling, he was a beautiful sight to her right now, naked and covered with his own cum, brought on by his excitement at her own play. The orgasm she had, intense as it was, only took the edge off of her passion though. Now actually seeing Rob's cock she had an even greater urge feel it fill her up. Tonight might not be the best situation to do that however.

They both lay quietly now surveying their situation. They listened intently to their spouses breathing. Samantha surmised that Kel had slept through the entire thing and Rob indicated to her that Tabbie too was still asleep. "It was a good thing that both Kel and Tabbie had tied into the whisky that evening," Samantha considered. In retrospect she was certain that she and Rob had been not very quiet. She even remembered the camper squeaking slightly from their play. She was too wrapped up in her pleasure to really think about it at the time mind you. Thankfully though, it appeared that they were undiscovered.

Rob was in a bit of a state however. He and the bed were covered with his cum. He looked down at the sprays of cum and frowned. He gave Samantha a funny look and she suppressed a giggle. Reaching under her pillow she pulled out the panties she had tucked there. She held them up to him with her eyebrows raised in a questioning expression. He nodded with a grin and she gently tossed them over to him. The implication was not lost on either of them. Tonight he would be using her panties to wipe his cum from himself. Another time her panties might have his cum in them for a better reason.

The panties she tossed landed on his chest. As he picked them up he could feel the dampness on his fingers. Sliding the crotch of them between his fingers he shrugged his eyebrows at Samantha and then winked. She smiled back with a slightly shy/embarrassed look - knowing herself how wet she had been before she removed them.

Rob then did something that surprised her. Taking Samantha's panties in his hand he drew them up to his face, and took a long breath of her scent. His body visibly wilted as be smelled the erotic juices of her pussy on the panties. It struck Samantha oddly to see Rob sniff her panties. She was slightly grossed out, but she was more aroused. The thought that she had turned him on so much that he wanted to smell her underwear was very arousing to her. Arousing so much in fact, that she was surprised to feel a familiar warmth growing in her loins.

After taking several long whiffs of her scent from the panties, Rob removed them from his face and began to wipe up his cum with them. Sometimes Samantha found cum to be kind of gross, but tonight even after her intense orgasm she was still horny enough to find it a turn on. As Rob moved slowly to keep from waking Tabbie, he rubbed the panties over himself, wiping the cum from his chest, stomach, arms and bed into Samantha's panties. He was not really able to absorb a lot of it into the scant filmy panties, but he cleaned it up enough to have it not running down his body as it had been.

He held up the panties to Samantha with a "now what do we do with these" expression on his face.

Samantha held her hand out to him and waved her fingers, indicating that he was to toss them back to her. He made a funny, grossed out face and tossed them into her outstretched hand.

Samantha caught them and brought her hand back to the bed. Having seen Rob smelling her panties had stirred up erotic thoughts in her, she knew exactly what she was going to do with her now cum covered panties.

With a coy smile at Rob she winked and held the panties out letting them hang free. She could see the wet patches of Rob's cum clinging to the filmy fabric. She held a finger to a string of cum that was starting to hang down from the panties. Wiping some of the stringy cum with her finger she smiled at Rob and drew her finger to lips. Maintaining her gaze on Rob, she opened her mouth and slid her cum covered finger onto her tongue. Rob's eyes opened wide as Samantha grinned naughtily and sucked the cum off of her finger. Withdrawing her finger from her mouth she smirked at Rob and visibly swallowed his cum.

Rob smiled back at her, visibly turned on by Samantha's actions. He was still on his side, uncovered, facing her and she could see that as she sucked his cum off of her finger his cock was beginning to come back to life.

Samantha returned her attention to the cum soaked panties. Looking them over carefully, she found a large patch of cum and drew the panties to her mouth.

Samantha slipped out her tongue, and touched it to the cum covered spot. First taking long licks she then placed the panties against her lips and sucked the cum into her mouth. After swallowing the spot of cum, she surveyed the panties again, finding a fresh spot to suck. Each time she found a fresh spot she hungrily sucked in all the cum she could.

Rob watched in amazement and arousal as Samantha sucked all of his cum off of her panties. His cock had responded to the sight of Samantha sexily eating his cum. Although it had only been 10 minutes previous that it had shot great gobs of cum in a fantastic orgasm, his cock was now fully erect again. As Rob watched Samantha sucking his cum from her panties, he instinctively began stroking his fully erect cock.

Samantha, satisfied that she had removed all of the cum she could from her panties looked over to Rob. Seeing him stroking his cock again made her grin. "As turned on as I am," she thought. She smiled at him and shook her head from side to side pointing at his hand wrapped around his cock.

She mouthed to him, "No...Tomorrow."

-Anonymous

Caught!

I came home from my junior year collage one weekend to visit my parents and to just get away from the school atmosphere. No one was in the house, or so I thought, so I went to my room and took off my clothes, popped in a XXX rated movie and began to stroke my cock hard.

As I was stroking my cock slowly I heard someone outside my door and looked over to see if it was still closed. It was opened a little bit and my sisters friend Mary Beth was staring in at me watching me jerk off. She saw me looking at her and smiled, so I invited her into my room to watch, and she accepted my invitation.

Marybeth was a freshman in collage, she went to a local community collage. She was 18 years old and so hot looking. She was a cheerleader like my sister for as long as I could remember and I have always wanted to fuck her. Her long dirty blonde hair, her shapely thighs and firm tits were all I really needed to think about if I wanted to jerk off and had no movies to watch. I had jerked off thinking about her sucking my cock many times.

Marybeth told me that she had always wanted to fuck me since she was a freshman in high school. Hearing that just made my cock so hard I thought I was going to cum right there. She walked over to me and touched me across my ass and slowly slide her hand around to my my cock and grab onto it. She started to stroke it.

I was so turned on that I shot my load all over her hand and pants leg. She smiled at me and said round one is over, ready for round 2. She took off her shirt and bra and pressed my face into her tits. I slowly licked on them and she moaned a little bit as I sucked on the nipples. I slide my hand down an started to massage her ass and pussy through her pants, and I could feel her crotch getting wet through her jeans.

I undid her pants and slide them off along with her panties. She had the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen, just as I imagined it for all those years, shaved just enough to get a sexy bathing suit or bikini panties on and cover the hair.

I could not wait any longer, and laid her on the floor and started to like her pussy, sliding my tongue deep into her wet pussy she was begging me to let her suck my cock, so I spun around and we 69'ed each other. My cock was rock hard as soon she grabbed it and put it into her mouth, and she started to suck on it slowly, taking all of it into her mouth.

She was begging me to fuck her now, she told me that she has always wanted to feel my cock deep in her pussy, and she had be masturbating to that thought for the last four years. So I slide my cock inside her pussy and it was so tight and wet that I got 4 or 5 strokes, had to pull my cock out and shot my load all over her. She was screaming for me to let her suck my cock hard again because she wanted to be fucked. I told her that was not necessary, because I was still rock hard and slide my cock back inside her.

I think I pumped her pussy about 20 or 30 strokes and she came, scratching my back and screaming my name to fuck her harder, and that she was cumming. I continued to pump my cock inside her, harder and harder, for about 15 more minutes, she came 2 more times and when I was ready to cum, she told to pull out and she wanted to suck me off. So when I was ready to cum, I pulled out and she swallowed my cock into her mouth and sucked as hard as she could, trying to suck the cum right out of my cock.

I moaned as I was ready to cum, grabbed the back of her head and shoved my cock as deep into her mouth as I could and shot my load, wave after wave of cum shot down her throat and some was running out of her mouth and down her chin. She sucked my cock till it was limp in her mouth, then slid it out and moved up to kiss me.

We laid in bed for a little bit and then I asked her if she didn't think that she should be getting back to my sister. She had told me that they had been planing this for a while now, and when I came home, my sister had called her and she said she would be there the next day. My sister had arranged for my parents to be gone all day also.

So we fucked 3 more times before she had to go home but begged mre to call her and let her know when I was coming home again. I come home every weekend now for our little fuck fests.

-Anonymous

A Strange Advertisement

In my never ending search for something new in sex I was intrigued by an ad I came across while exploring the pages of my favorite swingers contact magazine. It read:

An attractive, professional couple, we confine our extracurricular sexual activities to voyeurism, exhibitionism, and mutual masturbation. We are looking for men to come and play with us. You visually fuck Sonia while she spreads her legs and plays with her pussy. Husband watches. We will fuck for you and put on a show that will really get you off. Sonia will finish the job with skilled hands. -Roger & Sonia

Ordinarily I wouldn’t be interested in such an offer. If I am going to get together with a couple, I want the real thing, not just watching them do it while I jerk off. But the accompanying picture of Sonia was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen. She was standing with her back to the camera, her legs straight and spread, bent forward at the waist, and looking back at the viewer, smiling. Her parted cunt lips were visible between her legs with just a slight bush of hair surrounding them. She was smiling with a sly, inviting look.

I had the feeling there was a conspiracy between her and me, that she was communicating an erotic intensity to me that even her husband, who had presumably taken the picture, was unaware of. During the next week I thought about the ad off and on, and by the end of the week I decided that I had to have Sonia, so I sent a letter to her and her husband saying that I would love to participate in their sexual games. Three days later I got a call from Roger. He gave me directions to get to their place.

That Saturday evening I drove out to the attractive, comfortable suburban community where Sonia and Roger lived. Their house was large and implied prosperity. Roger greeted me at the door and shook my hand, ushering me in. He was about thirty-eight with the look of a banker trying to act informally. Their living room was comfortable, with wall to wall carpeting and plush large modem sofas. I sank into one and accepted a glass of Perrier and some snacks while they drank wine. We chatted for a while about a common business interest in computers and then I asked if they had gotten any other responses to their ad.

“Quite a few,” Sonia replied, “but none of the responses excited us as much as yours. Your letter really turned us on. I think it was the interest you expressed in erotic passion as opposed to just sexuality.”

I asked Sonia and Roger how they happened to place their ad.

“We’ve been married for five years and have been sexually happy with each other,” Sonia explained, “but we wanted more. There is so much going on sexually out there, and we wanted to be a part of it. But we didn’t want to do anything that would threaten our marriage. We are afraid that jealousy might get out of control. So we agreed that we would play with other people but avoid penetration, and that we would do it together. We decided to see if there were any other people out there who were interested in playing sexual games that were exciting but completely safe. We placed our ad and got a lot of responses, and we’ve had some interesting experiences.

“It was Sonia’s idea,” Roger continued. “She has a lot of sexual energy. We have sex three or four times a week and she masturbates at least once a day, but she still needs more.”

While Roger was talking Sonia caught my eye. I saw that same look I had seen in her photo in the magazine, a secret seductive look aimed at me. She had long, thick, honey-blond hair and broad, Scandinavian features. Her shoulders were broad and her breasts stood high and wide under the long, purple caftan she was wearing.

“Perhaps Larry would like to be entertained while he is drinking his Perrier,” she said to Roger. With that she got up and moved to the other end of the sofa I was sitting on. She sat with her back against the sofa arm and her legs up on the seat. Slowly she began pulling her long caftan up her legs, exposing their shapeliness. When the hem got to the tops of her knees it fell to her waist, exposing her legs and the dark blond hair of her crotch. She spread her feet slightly, revealing bright pink cunt lips peeking out from her hair. She smiled as my eyes were drawn between her legs and she spread her knees and reached between them with her hand. Deft fingers parted her wet lips and one of them slid inside. She brought the finger out, lifted it to her mouth so that she could taste herself, and then wet three fingers in her mouth. She placed them back between her legs and slowly began to rub her clitoris.

Roger moved over behind her and reached forward to push her caftan down off her shoulders to reveal her breasts. Her nipples were just a shade darker than her skin, creating a very erotic effect.

“I hope you like my breasts,” she said smiling. I said I did. She could see that my pants were beginning to bulge “Why don’t you let it out?” she smirked.

I accepted her offer and opened my fly, taking out my cock which was by now quite stiff. I leisurely began to stroke it as I watched her play with herself. She came and then Roger got on top of her and they fucked. When they were done, Sofia asked if I wanted her to help me come too. I said I did, and she leaned over me and took my cock in her silky fingers and stroked it softly. It didn’t take long before I came and shot off Into the air.

The three of us chatted for a while, and then I left. The experience was a bit strange, but I knew that there would be more to come. Sonia was up to more than her husband suspected. Sure enough, three days later I got a call from Sonia.

“Hello, Larry?” she said in a seductive voice.
“Hi,” I replied, “what’s up?”
“I want to see you again,” she said. “Do you want to see me?”
“It depends what for,” I replied, being deliberately noncommittal.
“You know what for,” she said.
“Alone or with your husband,” I asked.
“Alone, of course. Just the two of us. None of this fooling around. Just the real thing.”
“You’re on!” I replied.

Since I’m married, my place was out, and since all of this was going to be behind Roger’s back, her place was out also, so we agreed on a nice motel at the midway point. I would register and get the room, and she would show up half an hour later.

I settled on the giant bed in the motel and waited for her knock. It came at exactly the agreed on time.

The moment I opened the door we were in each other’s arms, a week’s worth of pent-up passion poring out as our mouths locked together, wide open, our tongues exploring deep inside. We clawed at each other, Pulling off each other’s clothes. I was able to kick the door shut as we dove for the bed, shoes, socks, pants, shirt, blouse, and skirt flying in all directions We crashed onto the bed and rolled over several times until I got on top of her. Her bra wouldn’t come undone, so I pulled it apart, allowing her breasts to spill out. My mouth locked onto a nipple and we rolled over a couple more times as she moaned and pulled my head hard against her chest.

My hand groped between her legs, but I had no more luck with her panties than I had with her bra, so I ripped them off as well. She was sopping wet and my fingers plunged easily into her softness, making her catch her breath.

Her hands were also busy, pulling my cock and balls over the elastic of my briefs and eagerly squeezing them until it hurt. I took my hand out of her cunt and grabbed her wrist, freeing her grip on my genitals. I then rolled her over again so that I was on top of her and roughly pulled her legs open, plunging my cock into her. She let out loud moans which intensified into screams as I began pounding her, my thighs slapping loudly against hers, my balls swinging back and forth, hitting against her behind. Her cries peaked and she came with a scream. I grunted and continued my grinding, having no intention of stopping. After I brought her off two more times, I rolled over onto my back, carrying her around so that she was on top of me. My butt continued its grinding and thrusting, and hers was now free to respond in kind. I reached around with my hand, spread her ass cheeks wide, and plunged a finger deep into her anus as we continued to furiously grind together.

Her butt was really in motion now and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. My orgasm came roaring up out of me, shooting up into her so hard that its force against the inside of her vagina brought her off again, and our screams mixed together. She collapsed forward onto me, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, her face buried in my neck. We fell asleep in our exhaustion.

Watching Guys From Afar

I like to watch strangers jerking off. It began about five years ago, when I happened to spot a guy masturbating at the beach, and stayed around just long enough to watch him shoot his load into the ocean. I split right after he came, but the memory of his huge cock throbbing in his hand stayed with me, and I frequently masturbated thinking about it. After that, I started actively looking for masturbators.

Naturally, a habit like this can be dangerous for a girl, which is probably part of the thrill. Luckily, I’m pretty big—5’7”—and I work out at the gym so I can pretty much take care of myself. But with all my adventures, I’ve never really had a problem. The most common place to catch men jacking off is in their cars. I’ve developed a kind of sixth sense; whenever I spot a parked car at a rest stop on the freeway, or on a quiet residential street, I can tell right off the bat if there’s a guy sitting behind the wheel stroking his shlong.

Usually I’ll just pull right up beside him, give a small nod, and watch him do his thing. Of course, the guys love it. I watch until they shoot their load, then pull away, safe and sound and incredibly turned on. I go home and stick my dildo into my cunt, thinking about what I’ve just witnessed.

As time has gone on, I’ve taken more and more risks. I would never put myself in the position of hitchhiking, being at the guy’s mercy, but I do pick up hitchhikers myself. Usually younger guys, college kids or hippie type wanderers. Again, I’ve developed a sixth sense and can tell if they’re going to be trouble.

If I catch a bad vibe, I pass the guy by, but if he looks okay to me, I’ll stop and pick him up. Once I did make a mistake; the guy tried to mess with my pussy, which I absolutely forbid—but I just pulled over, opened the door, and shoved the jerk out. When I pick up a hitchhiker, I start off with friendly conversation, like where are you going, what do you do, etc. Then I start bringing the talk around to more personal matters, like, do you have a girlfriend, what’s she like, eventually coaxing the guy into sex talk. Then I let him know he can feel free to jack off in front of me as we’re cruising along. Most guys are pretty surprised, but glad as hell to oblige. A few times I’ve offered money.

My hottest experience was when I spotted a motorcycle parked beside a big open field. I pulled my car over and got out; the biker was nowhere in sight. Slowly I made my way through the field, overgrown with weeds. It was a hot sunny day, and as I walked I spotted a pile of leather clothes lying in a heap. Following the trail, I saw the guy, lying out in the sun, his eyes closed, idly playing with his cock and balls. I knelt down and watched as he brought his member to erection.

He was real into it, slow and sensual, and had a way with his dick that made my mouth water. He would stroke it long and tenderly, then go down and squeeze his balls, then back up to rub the pre-cum from the head. He took his sweet time about it, too, not like some impatient guys who go at 90 miles a minute. He arched his back to the warm sun, grasped his cock with one hand and his balls with the other, and came in a grand finale, spurting cum all over himself. I felt like applauding, but instead quietly crept back to my car, raced home and had a long wild session with my dildo.

I wouldn’t recommend my hobby to any girl who doesn’t feel confident about being able to spot maniacs or take care of them if they get out of hand, but I’m having a great time. Nothing gets my juices flowing like the sight of a big hard dick in a guy’s hand, throbbing and pulsating for my visual pleasure. Some day I hope to find a steady boyfriend who’ll indulge my fetish. For now, I cruise the highways and byways.