It's An Open House Part 19

The three of them had slowly and deliberately removed all my clothes after slipping the blindfold on me. The touch of their hands, lingering teasingly on my gradually bared body as each garment was removed, was thrilling. The last thing to go was my satin panties, but only after each one of them had taken their turn stroking my moist folds through the thin material. I was already aroused, even though they hadn't yet begun to truly please me.

I could hear soft sounds as they shed their own clothing. I restrained myself from reaching out to touch them, because this was their time to pleasure me. Suddenly I felt the soft, gentle pressure of fingertips, first on my tummy, then on my thighs, then on my face. I realized then that all three of them were teasing me, first with gentle flutters, then with full, sensual caresses. I tried to distinguish the two men from the lady who was with them, but I could not. They were all so gentle.

The hands continued moving over my skin, driving me totally crazy with antic.i.p.ation. No one was stroking my intimate parts yet, the ones that were by that time screaming with desire to be touched. Then a fingertip lightly brushed a nipple. I felt my p.u.s.s.y clench with the shock, as the red-hot bursts of excitement coursed through my b.r.e.a.s.t.s. A fingertip then flicked my other nipple, and again my p.u.s.s.y clenched. I began moaning softly, begging for more. The fingers lingered awhile on my b.r.e.a.s.t.s, kneading and rolling my nipples. But then there were new sensations, and I realized that it was no longer the caress of fingers I was feeling, but that of lips.

I cried out with joy as I pushed my b.r.e.a.s.t.s upward to be captured and suckled. I was not disappointed. A soft pair of lips surrounded each of my nipples, pulling at them gently and ma.s.saging them lovingly with the aid of tongues and teeth. I felt my arousal begin to build as my body responded to the stimulation they were lavishing on me.

Then I felt something new: a very soft and gentle pressure on my p.u.s.s.y. It was a tongue, giving me the beginning of a gentle bathing, teasing my erect c.l.i.t and softly lapping my juices. I raised my hips, striving for greater pressure, and felt the face of my lover pressed against my mound. The skin I felt was soft and smooth, and I knew that it had to be Carolyn, my dearest friend in all the world. She knew exactly how to please me.

Excitement continued to build from deep within me. I felt my c.l.i.t being engulfed by her soft lips and gently ma.s.saged by her warm, wet tongue. The lips suckling my b.r.e.a.s.t.s had not let up for an instant, and I came to realize there were three pairs of hands stroking all over my body. The stroking, caressing, licking and nibbling gradually became more insistent. I felt beautiful sensations everywhere. It seemed as if there were a dozen people pleasing me instead of just three.

I felt Carolyn's tongue enter my hot, flowing center as the stimulation of my nipples became even more intense. A mouth covered mine, and a warm wet tongue sought my own. I felt my legs being raised up onto a man's shoulders, followed by the feel of a hot, hard c.o.c.k being guided to my p.u.s.s.y, burying itself deeply and sliding in and out slowly. My c.u.n.t throbbed with pleasure, and although part of me wondered which of the men it was, I didn't care. I just wanted it to go on forever.

I could feel a delicious o.r.g.a.s.m beginning to well up inside me. Just then the tongue in my mouth was replaced by a second c.o.c.k. I sucked greedily, losing myself in the soft feel of the head against my tongue. I could no longer refrain from touching him, whoever it was. I placed my hands on his muscular a.s.s, drawing his body closer and swallowing him whole. I knew that familiar taste and feel: This c.o.c.k belonged to my husband. I whimpered with pleasure knowing it was Frank who was pumping into my p.u.s.s.y.

Soon enough I felt the brush of long hair across my belly as Carolyn's lips traced a wet trail down to my c.l.i.t. She began licking my sensitive c.u.n.t rapidly while her husband's c.o.c.k continued to slide in and out of me. As I was being triple-f.u.c.ked Carolyn leaned over the length of my body. I could feel her b.r.e.a.s.t.s gently brushing my skin.

That did it! The wave rose inside me and crested like a magnificent fountain. It seemed to freeze at its peak, and time stopped as my body arched, rigid with exquisite antic.i.p.ation. Then, with a heady explosion that started deep in my p.u.s.s.y and spread throughout my body, the wave crashed and I finally came, my o.r.g.a.s.m sweeping over me in a rush, blocking out all other sounds and sensations in the room.

I would have loved to scream out my joy, but the c.o.c.k thrusting into my mouth m.u.f.fled my cries. The wave rolled on for what seemed like forever, then subsided. My heart pounding, I felt a flush of heat on my face, neck and heaving b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Slowly I became aware of three pairs of lips gently kissing me all over, on my face, my b.r.e.a.s.t.s, my soaking wet p.u.s.s.y. Each kiss brought with it another small shudder of pleasure.

Finally I felt the blindfold being removed from my eyes, mercifully allowing me to see. Adjusting myself to the light that had until then been denied me, I gazed up and saw the smiling faces of my three exquisite lovers. I hadn't wanted the feeling to end, but I had something to do. I sighed with pleasure and, smiling into the adoring face of my husband, I breathed softly, "Your turn!"-F.D., Savannah, Georgia THE GROOM AT THIS BACHELOR PARTY ENJOYS THE BACHELORS AS MUCH AS THE STRIPPER.

I'm getting married on Sat.u.r.day to the girl I've loved since high school and I'm really worried that she'll find out about the s.h.i.t that happened at my stag party. I barely remember most of it, frankly, but my best man videotaped the whole thing. He set up his camera on a tripod as the stripper started her performance, and let it roll all night.

Chelsea, the girl who my friends had hired to strip for us, was much better-looking than I had imagined a stag-party stripper would be. We'd all had too much to drink by the time she started her show, but we were all ready to go, since we'd warmed up by watching hard-core movies on the hotel's television set.

After Chelsea stripped, she started to give me a lap dance. She straddled me and rubbed her p.u.s.s.y all over my crotch for several minutes, all the while letting me handle her t.i.ts and nipples to my heart's content. Still, maybe because of the booze, or because I'd never done anything like that before, or because I knew I had an audience, I wasn't getting the hard-on you'd think I would.

Everybody else was, though. You can see on the video how one guy after another shucked off his trousers and began fondling himself. By the time Chelsea gave up on me, she had five other erections bobbing around the immediate vicinity of her face.

Sam took the first b.l.o.w.j.o.b from her. He led her over to the sofa and sat down while she knelt in front of him. The girl was a natural redhead, her copper-tinged p.u.b.es peeping out from between her thighs as she knelt, begging to be plugged. A couple of minutes after Sam hit the sofa, Otto, my college roommate, was banging her doggie-style.

I was relieved to no longer be the center of attention, but I was also disappointed that my limp d.i.c.k had dealt me out of the game so far. Besides being embarra.s.sed about my inability to get it up, I was also really ashamed that my equipment was the smallest in the room. There wasn't a c.o.c.k in sight that wasn't at least two or three inches bigger than my own, and the d.i.c.k Sam was feeding Chelsea was really rocking her world. Otto had a big rod too, but he didn't win any prizes for performance. Within a couple of minutes he groaned out a climax and fell away from Chelsea's face. That was the first time I'd ever watched people f.u.c.k, and I stared in awe at her gaping c.u.n.t.

Otto's s.p.u.n.k was glistening on Chelsea's p.u.s.s.y lips and starting to run down her upper thighs. But that view vanished as Zach moved behind her and slid every inch of his thick black c.o.c.k into places I'd surely never reach. Chelsea moaned loudly in pleasure and forgot all about Sam, who hadn't come by then. His p.e.n.i.s was glistening with Chelsea's saliva, pulsing and throbbing as it stood up from his lap.

After giving Zach her full attention, Chelsea looked over and motioned for me to come sit on the couch with her. When I did, she put her face in my lap and started to give me head. Zach wasn't too happy with that situation, and he suggested that I lie down on the floor so Chelsea could blow me with her head down and her tail up in the air where he wanted it. I was pretty plastered by then, so I didn't have any trouble getting horizontal. Chelsea moved over me so that we were in a 69 position, and in a second or two I felt her delicious mouth on my peter. She gobbled my joint like a madwoman, while right over my head she and Zach continued f.u.c.king up a storm. It was actually pretty fascinating to have such a close-up view of two people f.u.c.king, but either the embarra.s.sment or the alcohol was still getting between me and a decent erection.

Zach's climax was approaching, and he was really slamming his shlong in and out of Chelsea's p.u.s.s.y. That was definitely better than any p.o.r.no movie I'd ever seen, and I stared in wide-eyed fascination as his black shaft rolled her c.u.n.t lips in and out of her s.n.a.t.c.h, inches from my face.

But the view of Zach f.u.c.king Chelsea was nothing compared to watching her come. She went into a series of incredible spasms as her c.u.n.t squeezed and clamped on Zach's d.i.c.k. He bellowed out his own o.r.g.a.s.m and slammed into Chelsea really hard. I couldn't see it, of course, but I knew he was unloading sperm deep inside Chelsea's c.u.n.t.

I wasn't ready for what happened next. After Zach slowly withdrew his shiny d.i.c.k, Chelsea planted her juicy crotch firmly over my face, saying that I'd better learn to eat p.u.s.s.y if I hoped to please one woman for the rest of my life. It was a good thing my friends couldn't see me blush.

I didn't know what else to do but to try to get her off like she said, so I started tongue-f.u.c.king her p.u.s.s.y while grabbing onto her a.s.s cheeks to hold her in place. I'd never performed oral s.e.x before, and I couldn't believe how hot her p.u.s.s.y lips felt against my mouth. It was like her c.u.n.t was on fire. She tasted much better than I thought, too, sweet and slick and creamy. What I didn't realize was that the taste I was reveling in was my buddy Zach's thick d.i.c.k-droppings.

Chelsea told one of the guys to go get her purse. She took out a tube of lubricant, slathering some of it all over my joint for a few minutes. Then, with Sam still plowing the back forty and her left hand fisting my c.o.c.k, she reached behind me with her right hand and started r.i.m.m.i.n.g my a.s.s with her well-lubed fingers.

"Try this, Harry," she whispered hoa.r.s.ely as she slid one finger into my bottom while still pumping my p.e.n.i.s. She must have touched my prostate because after a few minutes of her talented fingerwork my d.i.c.k was finally standing up, almost fully erect for the first time that night.

"See, Harry, you can do it," she said softly, sliding a second finger between my cheeks. The way Chelsea's fingertips delicately tickled their way around my a.s.shole felt very s.e.xy. I pumped my hips to keep my d.i.c.k moving between the fingers of one hand while she squeezed my b.u.t.tocks with the other and ran her fingers an inch or two into my sphincter.

Between being carried away with what Chelsea was doing and being kind of drunk, I didn't even notice everything else that was happening around me. But when I watched the videotape later on, I saw that my friends Benny and Cary had been standing off to the side, slathering some of Chelsea's lube all over each other's c.o.c.ks. I guess they were getting tired of waiting for their turns to come up and their d.i.c.ks were just about ready to explode. They started off by stroking themselves, but soon they switched and were doing each other!

I saw something else on the tape that I didn't notice at the time. At one point Chelsea motioned to Cary that he should get behind me and then communicated to him with some quiet gestures that he should take over fingering my bunghole. Still kneeling in front of me, she put both hands on my a.s.s cheeks and pulled me towards her mouth as Cary, grinning conspiratorially at Benny, slid two of his fingers gently into my sphincter. At the time I had no idea that one of my friends had taken over from Chelsea, and I continued to enjoy the stimulation of my a.n.u.s, which finally had me hard enough to enjoy Chelsea's b.l.o.w.j.o.b. You can see Cary and Chelsea exchange glances as she pulled more firmly on my b.u.t.tocks, opening me wide as Cary withdrew his fingers and quickly slid his long, thin c.o.c.k into my dilated a.s.shole.

Believe it or not, at that point I really had no idea of what was going on. I swayed on my feet and closed my eyes as what had felt good in my a.s.s began to feel even better. But I still thought that Chelsea was the one who was fingering me. Her face was buried in my crotch, her hands stroking my a.s.s cheeks, and Cary was sliding a b.o.n.e.r and a half gently up my r.e.c.t.u.m. On the third or fourth stroke he brought his arms up and wrapped them tightly around my waist. That's when my eyes finally popped open and I knew exactly what it was that I was feeling.

Sam had never stopped s.c.r.e.w.i.n.g Chelsea while watching me lose my a.n.a.l cherry to Cary, and by then he dumped his come into her gash. He reached up to pinch my nipples lightly as Cary went on pumping me from behind. Then Zach began to stroke my p.e.c.k.e.r as Chelsea released it from her mouth.

I was a little bewildered at this turn of events, but at the same time I was more s.e.xually excited than I could remember. A few seconds later my c.o.c.k exploded its pent-up come all over Chelsea's shoulders.

Cary had a tremendous o.r.g.a.s.m just a few seconds after that and gave my bowels a tremendous squirt of sperm. Benny finally got to screw Chelsea, too. After he filled her t.w.a.t, she squatted over my face, and I ate her out eagerly, again savoring the taste of my buddies' salty sperm. We all laughed when Chelsea said that I was the first bridegroom she'd ever known who drank more sperm at his bachelor party than she did.-Name and address withheld THEY SET OUT TO FULFILL THEIR SWINGING FANTASIES, AND THAT'S JUST WHAT THEY DID Soon after my boyfriend Gerald and I started dating we realized that we both had fantasies about having s.e.x with strangers. We talked about going to a swingers' club and finally found a place that looked like what we had in mind. It was out of town, so we took a weekend vacation and set out to fulfill our fantasies.

We were both a little apprehensive about doing anything at first. We looked around, then had a couple of drinks. That loosened us up to the point where we finally had the nerve to go into one of the theme rooms, where you could watch the scene through a small window. The first we came to was the bis.e.xual room. There were two women in there-a blonde and a redhead-lying on a large round bed. The blonde was licking the other's red p.u.s.s.y, and they were both enjoying the h.e.l.l out of it.

I was beginning to get excited myself and decided that I wanted to partic.i.p.ate, but I was too scared to walk into the room. When the blonde strapped on a d.i.l.d.o and started f.u.c.king the girl she'd been licking, I glanced to the side and saw that Gerald had gotten a bulge in his pants as he watched them.

The redhead looked over at the window and saw us watching. She smiled at me and motioned for me to come join them. What the h.e.l.l, I thought, and before Gerald could say anything I stood up, made my way into the room and stripped my clothes off. Not surprisingly, Gerald was right behind me, and we found that there were two men in there as well, sitting and watching everything that was going on. On a table off to the side of the bed were some oils, d.i.l.d.os and other equipment we could play with.

I was welcomed by the blonde, who without any preliminaries took me in her arms and kissed me. A little nervously, I looked over at Gerald, who just smiled and nodded his encouragement. He soon came into the room and kissed me, rea.s.suring me that whatever I wanted to do that night was okay. He then went and sat down in the corner, leaving me to get busy with the two beautiful women. The blonde laid me down on the bed and started to kiss my nipples, and the redhead quickly joined her. She then moved down to my already wet and anxious p.u.s.s.y and started licking and sucking. I came almost immediately, having one o.r.g.a.s.m after another as much from the excitement of being watched by a crowd as from what my new-found partners were doing to me physically.

The blonde decided to test out my p.u.s.s.y-eating skills, so she spread her legs and squatted over my face. That's when I learned how to lick p.u.s.s.y.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw one of the men walk over to Gerald, kneel down in front of him and start sucking his c.o.c.k. Gerald not only allowed this, but he was soon tangling his fingers in the strange man's hair, eagerly f.u.c.king his mouth while he watched the three of us women eating and sucking each other. Then the other man in the room approached him and held out his d.i.c.k for Gerald to suck, which he did willingly. I watched as my lover shoved his c.o.c.k deep into the first man's mouth and dumped his come down his throat. The second man pulled out of Gerald's mouth and shot a load of j.i.s.m all over his chest.

The blonde girl leaped off the bed and started licking the come off Gerald's chest, sharing it with the second man, who turned out to be her husband. Gerald walked over and kissed me deeply. I could taste the d.i.c.k he'd been sucking, and he could taste the blonde's p.u.s.s.y on my tongue. We gave each other a rea.s.suring and loving smile at the turn our love-making had taken.

After having a couple more drinks, we found an empty room and started kissing and groping each other. In a few minutes a couple walked in and asked if they could watch. The idea of strangers watching us f.u.c.k made me so hot! It must have excited Gerald too, because we really went at each other. He was already f.u.c.king my a.s.s when the man walked up to us and pulled out his c.o.c.k for me to suck. I turned around to look at Gerald, and he was smiling. "Go ahead, suck him," he said.

Like a good little wh.o.r.e, I took the stranger's c.o.c.k in my mouth and started to blow him. This turned Gerald on so much that he quickly came up my a.s.s. The man asked Gerald if he could taste his come in my a.s.s. Gerald smiled and said, "By all means, go ahead."

As the man moved behind me, Gerald went over to the woman, who was busily f.i.n.g.e.r.f.u.c.k.i.n.g. herself. My lover helped her out by kissing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and fingering her p.u.s.s.y along with her. I watched them, more turned on than ever. Meanwhile the strange man knelt behind me and started eating my c.u.n.t and my a.s.shole, pushing his tongue deep inside each of them in turn, sucking the sperm out of me as I came over and over and over.

The man then asked Gerald if he could f.u.c.k me, but Gerald was so busy eating the woman's c.u.n.t that I didn't know whether he heard the question or not. "Yes, go ahead and do it!" I said to the stranger: "Do it! f.u.c.k me good and hard!" He then thrust his c.o.c.k inside me and plowed me hard and fast, bringing me to o.r.g.a.s.m several more times as he commented on how good it felt to be f.u.c.king it.

Gerald was soon f.u.c.king the stranger's wife. She yelled as she came, and then told him she needed a break. But Gerald was just getting started. He came over and asked me to get on top of the stranger. When I did, he got behind me and worked his p.r.i.c.k into my a.s.s. They were both f.u.c.king me so good! I could feel their c.o.c.ks going in and out of me, and it drove me wild.

At that point another couple came in and decided to join us. The woman went over and started licking the stranger's wife's p.u.s.s.y, while the man stood in front of me and gave me his c.o.c.k to suck. I had three c.o.c.ks in me at once, filling all my holes, and it was the hottest and most erotic thing I had ever experienced. The three of them came almost at the same time, and I found myself with a smile on my face and my p.u.s.s.y, a.s.s and mouth full of come.

We spent the rest of the weekend doing even more. We're really looking forward to our next trip.-V.S., Lansing, Michigan HE SETS UP A BASKETBALL GAME WITH A SPECIAL TROPHY FOR THE WINNER: HIS WIFE.

My wife Stephanie is a beautiful, pet.i.te thirty-year-old brunette, and we've been married for ten years. About five years ago we started talking about Stephanie's fantasy of being gang-banged by a group of young studs. I always enjoyed the effect these discussions had on her, so I agreed that for our tenth wedding anniversary, which would also be the weekend of her thirtieth birthday, I would arrange for her fantasy to come true.

I work part-time at the gym on a military base, where every Friday night there was a pickup basketball game between five black Marines and five white sailors. I began to put my plan into action by asking the ten studs to schedule their game for after closing time one Friday and telling them that I'd provide a very special and interesting trophy for the winners. They must have had some idea of what I had in mind, because they agreed willingly.

I then told Stephanie to show up that night in her s.e.xy tennis outfit: a short skirt with white-cotton panties and a cotton shirt that, when worn with no bra, shows off her large nipples.

When Friday night came, I closed the weight room early and set up a video-camera. Stephanie and I had agreed that this was to be a one-time event, and we wanted to be able to enjoy it over and over again.

The guys were just warming up in the gym when Stephanie walked in. She looked a little nervous but fantastically s.e.xy. I wasn't sure how she would feel when she saw the ten guys who would soon be filling her with come. She had never slept with a black man, but just by watching the Marines taking their practice shots, I could tell that was about to change real soon.

The guys were thrilled to find out that the trophy I'd promised them was my wife. I explained that the contest was to be a simple game of twenty-one points, with the winners getting to f.u.c.k her p.u.s.s.y while the losers (if you could call them that) would have to settle for b.l.o.w.j.o.bs. For an added twist, the winners and losers would pair off, each pair taking her in her mouth and p.u.s.s.y at the same time. The guy in each pair who could refrain from coming the longest could f.u.c.k her a.s.s as a bonus.

I could see that Stephanie was going crazy watching ten sweating studs with erections trying to win her favors as a s.e.x trophy. Finally the Marines won the right to her p.u.s.s.y by a score of twenty-one to fifteen.

I moved behind her and whispered, "Enjoy," as I pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She smiled at the gasps and moans that came as they looked at her. I took her hand and led her into the weight room, the others following to claim their prize.

I had the five black Marines line up on one side of a weight bench, with the five white sailors on the other side. Then I bent my wife over it, crouching on all fours by the side of the bench for support. I gently kissed her as she looked into my eyes and told me she loved me. I then prepared her to be gang-f.u.c.ked by ten h.o.r.n.y studs.

I lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties, exposing her wet, shaved p.u.s.s.y and the first Marine and the first sailor in line pulled down their shorts. Stephanie moaned in antic.i.p.ation as she got a look at two of the c.o.c.ks that were about to invade her body.

I watched with mixed emotions as the Marine positioned the purple head of his tool at my wife's p.u.s.s.y and slowly pushed it in. A low moan escaped her lips, but her open mouth was quickly filled with the sailor's erection. With encouragement from their teammates, they began to f.u.c.k her really hard. Her body moved in rhythm with the Marine's thrusts, but from the way her lips and tongue were working on the c.o.c.k in her mouth, I knew she'd be having mostly black c.o.c.k up her a.s.s, because her oral talents would make short work of the sailors.

Sure enough, within five minutes she was drinking her first load of come. The still-hard Marine pulled out of her p.u.s.s.y reluctantly, although he was willing to wait for the tight little a.s.s that he had been looking at while he was f.u.c.king her.

The second pair moved into place and started to work her over. I stroked her hair and played with her nipples as I watched her dream come true. She soon began to shake with her first o.r.g.a.s.m of the evening. Once again the sailor in her mouth was the first to come.

Stephanie continued to experience a strong o.r.g.a.s.m with each new set of c.o.c.ks. The third Marine's c.o.c.k was larger than anything she had ever taken. As she cried out in ecstasy under his hard, steady strokes, she kept letting the c.o.c.k in her mouth fall out. The Marine finally shot into her p.u.s.s.y and the sailors cheered, happy to know that at least one of them would have her a.s.s.

The fourth team f.u.c.ked her steadily, both guys trying to hold out for her a.s.s, but as with the first and second teams, the sailor f.u.c.king her mouth lost out to her c.o.c.ksucking talents.

As I was watching the last Marine push himself into my wife's p.u.s.s.y, I heard her give a gasp. I looked up to see that she was staring at the last sailor's c.o.c.k, which was a real monster. She was hardly able to get her mouth around it, let alone suck it off. I wondered if she could take that thing up her a.s.s if, as seemed likely, he was the winner of this round. Sure enough, the Marine in her p.u.s.s.y didn't last ten strokes.

The five winners, hard-ons in hand, lined up at the foot of the weight bench as I put my wife on her back with her legs spread wide. Using the come dripping from her p.u.s.s.y to lubricate her, I started worked my fingers into her a.s.shole. She thrust her a.s.s back against me as she told them to come and claim their prize.

The first guy lined up his c.o.c.k and slowly pushed it into her back tunnel. She made a hissing sound as he moved inside her. I bent down to kiss her, and then I played with her b.r.e.a.s.t.s as the Marine shot into her a.s.s.

Stephanie climaxed as the second guy f.u.c.ked her, and she came again with the third. I enjoyed watching her and hearing her gasps and moans of ecstasy. The fourth guy didn't take very long, and then it was the fifth sailor's turn.

Even though the come from the four previous c.o.c.ks had left her stretched-out a.s.s pretty well-lubed, I still wasn't sure she could take that monster c.o.c.k and asked her if she wanted to call it off. But Stephanie said no. She was panting with antic.i.p.ation as she gazed at his tool. She was so hot for it that she went further. She told him that if he could bury his c.o.c.k inside her to the b.a.l.l.s, she'd let the five losers have her a.s.s also.

I could only watch as the sailor's giant d.i.c.k began to push her a.s.shole open. Just as the ma.s.sive head pushed past her a.n.u.s, she had the most violent o.r.g.a.s.m I had ever seen. Everyone in the room watched in awe as, inch by inch, she took his c.o.c.k up her a.s.s until his b.a.l.l.s slapped against her cheeks with every thrust. As he continued to plow into her, she started to suck the five c.o.c.ks that would also have their turn in her a.s.s.

When the sailor finally shot his load up her backside and pulled his spent c.o.c.k out of her dripping a.s.shole, she crawled over to me and pushed me down onto a mat on the floor. "Now it's your turn," she said as she lowered her p.u.s.s.y onto my aching c.o.c.k.

I finished the night enjoying the feeling of my wife lying on me with my c.o.c.k in her p.u.s.s.y as five more c.o.c.ks filled her a.s.s with come. With each new climax Stephanie looked into my eyes and said, "Thank you."

We often look back at that night and enjoy watching the tape of her taking on those ten young studs. The guys often ask me when they can have another such contest, and when I mention that to Stephanie it gets get so hot that I can't help thinking it's got to happen again.-B.R., San Diego, California.

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