It's An Open House Part 8

As Beverly went down on Drew, Anna moved around to my side so I could lick her p.u.s.s.y while continuing to drill Beverly for all I was worth. Before long we all erupted in o.r.g.a.s.mic bliss. Anna trembled as I licked her, watching Drew pump his load in Beverly's mouth. With a howl, I came inside my wife. After we had all calmed down, we made arrangements for later, and Beverly and I headed back to our room. We were so worked up, we made love once more as we relived the evening. When we kissed good night, Beverly still tasted Anna's p.u.s.s.y nectar on my mustache and I tasted Drew's come in my wife's mouth.

I love making new friends!-K.G., Phoenix, Arizona

Serendipity.

WHAT'S MORE FUN THAN POKER? YOUR POKER PAL'S WIFE NAKED IN A HOT TUB This all happened to me some time ago, on a Sat.u.r.day afternoon when I went over to my friend Kenneth's house for our monthly poker game. I thought your readers would enjoy hearing about the "fix" I got myself into.

There were six guys playing, and of course Kenneth's wife Annabel was there. My wife and I had known Kenneth and Annabel for many years, and they were good friends. After playing for a couple of hours, I was losing my a.s.s and decided I needed a break. I folded my hand and got up to get some beer for everybody. I went in the recreation room, where there was a bar and also a hot tub. Annabel was there, and she helped me hand out the beer.

Annabel and I watched the game for a while, then went back to the recreation room to watch some TV. I asked her if it would be all right if I got in the hot tub to relax for a while. She said she would join me. I didn't take this as any big deal, because we were old familiar friends and I figured a little nakedness wouldn't bother anybody. I stripped down quickly while she went in the bathroom. She came out with just a towel around her. I grabbed a couple of fresh beers and handed her one of them. She took hold of my hand and dropped the towel as we stepped in the tub.

As we talked, I couldn't help looking at Annabel's t.i.ts. They were just under the water, but the jets were on and I couldn't really see them. She saw me looking and asked if I thought they were too big. I said I couldn't see them with all the bubbles. So she sat up straight, bringing into view a pair of the biggest t.i.ts I'd ever seen. The only bigger ones I'd seen were in magazine photos.

Trying not to stare, I asked how big they were, and Annabel said 42DD. They didn't sag much, but maybe that was because of the water and the bubbles. Most big t.i.ts don't have nipples to match, but these were an exception, big and long and hard. I fell in love with them. I'm not a big t.i.t lover, but those nipples gave me a hard-on. I still dream about what they looked like.

Annabel told me that her nipples were really sensitive. She said she liked her husband to spend a lot of time playing with them and sucking on them. I said I thought they looked great on her. She smiled and reached over to give me a hug. She said she really liked me. Then she leaned her head back and closed her eyes, spreading her arms along the rim of the tub. Her nipples were just above the water. I couldn't help myself. I reached over and twirled one lightly between my finger and thumb. She opened her eyes then and looked at me, but she didn't move. She just said if I didn't stop, I'd make her come. But I couldn't stop!

I lifted one of her huge t.i.ts and sucked on the nipple. With my other hand I played with her other nipple. They seemed to grow even longer and harder. I loved them. As I sucked and nibbled, she grabbed my hand and put it on her p.u.s.s.y. She said she wanted me to make her come quickly.

I whispered, "No problem," and found her hard c.l.i.t. It was like a small d.i.c.k. I rolled it between my thumb and finger, and in almost no time she climaxed. I stopped sucking on her nipple and looked up at her.

"G.o.d, that was great!" she said. "I loved it."

I played with her c.l.i.t some more, and she was on her way again. She was moaning and squirming, and it didn't take long for her to come a second time.

I grabbed my beer and took a long swig. I was still holding the bottle when I felt her hand moving down my stomach. She reached my d.i.c.k, which was hard and ready to burst. When she touched it, it jumped. Then she started to rub it. She found my nuts and spent some time stroking them. I told her she should stop before I came in the tub. Instead she grabbed my c.o.c.k and started to jack me off. She stroked and rubbed me like an expert, varying her touch and tempo. Finally I just leaned back, closed my eyes and enjoyed it.

After a while Annabel told me to stand up. She said she wanted to suck all the come out of me. I stood up in the water and she deep-throated me instantly. It wasn't long before I came right down her throat. That was one fast b.l.o.w.j.o.b! After she milked me dry, I told her that I had dreamed of her sucking me off. I also told her that I was in love with her t.i.ts, and she smiled and said she would flash them at me every chance she got. She said she would turn herself on for her husband by thinking about my c.o.c.k down her throat.

That was the last time we were together, but I'll always remember that hot tub. And who knows what might happen in the future?-F.V., Stratford, Connecticut IT WAS THE FIRST TIME FOR THEM BOTH, BUT THESE YOUNG LOVERS LEARNED FAST.

Angela and I were eighteen and had been dating for two years before we had s.e.x. She was, as the old song goes, "five feet two, eyes of blue." She was very affectionate, but she would get upset if I tried to put my hands on her b.r.e.a.s.t.s or any other private place.

Like most males, I was intensely curious about the female body. The only naked women I had seen were in the pages of magazines. I would often try to imagine what a naked woman would look like in real life. When I saw a woman, I would try to envision her pubic hair and the crack between her legs. But I didn't think I would ever see Angela's pubic hair or her incredible rear end or any other secret female parts of her until we were married.

One Sat.u.r.day night I took her home after a date during which we'd done some heavy necking. We were kissing good night at her front door when she whispered to me that she was having her period. That startled me, because she had never shared that kind of information with me before.

She went on to say, "I started on the pill after my last period, so when this one's over I'll be safe and we can do it."

I drew her to me and kissed her pa.s.sionately, sliding my hand down over those sweet little b.u.t.tocks, which she had never let me touch before. I took great pleasure in just running my hand across those marvelous round cheeks. Angela gave a wicked little giggle and moved her hips back and forth slightly, to show me that she was enjoying it also. Then she said good night, spun around and went in the house, leaving me standing there stunned.

As you can imagine, I had a hard time going to sleep that night. All I could think about was my sweet, amazing Angela. She and I were actually going to do it! My hands were really going to be on her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and on that superb b.u.t.t. Not only that, but I would actually be fingering her p.u.s.s.y! This was almost more than I could imagine. With my hand on my erection, I reached for a tissue. I knew I was going to be squirting into it in a minute. As I tried to imagine sliding my hard-on in Angela's sweet young body, it wasn't long before I soaked the tissue with my s.e.m.e.n.

When I saw Angela at school on Monday she gave me a knowing smile. We sat together during lunch, and she told me that her period was over. She said I should come to her house after school; her mother wouldn't be home until six, and her father was out of town till Thursday.

I couldn't believe it. In just a little while I was going to have s.e.xual intercourse. Angela and I were actually going to f.u.c.k. After school I hurried to her back door so no one would see me, or the lump in my pants. She was waiting for me with a sweet and loving smile. She had taken off the blouse she'd been wearing and put on a sweatshirt. I put my arms around her, and we kissed as though we were pledging our lives to each other.

Sliding my hand up under my sweetheart's sweatshirt, I felt her bare back. A little thrill ran through me as I realized that she wasn't wearing a bra, and that her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were naked under the sweatshirt. I could have devoured that sweet, marvelous young woman right then and there. Looking in her pretty blue eyes, I had a sense that she was reacting to my hand being on her back as strongly as I was-except that she didn't have an erection to deal with.

Angela took my hand and led me up to her bedroom. Here I was, in my sweet love's own room, where she spent a lot of her life, much of it naked. She'd probably had s.e.xual fantasies right there on that bed, and perhaps even m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed while lying there. I'd heard that many women m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed almost as much as men.

Angela sat on the bed and pulled me down next to her. We kissed, and I ran my hand up the back of her shirt again. She sank down on her back, and my hand slid around her body, going instinctively to her breast, her marvelous breast. The sensation was so fantastic that my other hand soon joined in, and I was holding Angela's naked t.i.ts at last, my palms stroking her nipples.

Emotions went roaring through my body. I knew absolutely that I was the only guy that had ever touched those b.r.e.a.s.t.s. The nipples were getting stiff, telling me that she was also enjoying what my hands were doing. Her blue eyes were smiling up at me as if to ask, "Do you like my t.i.ts?"

Now Angela took hold of her sweatshirt, pulled it over her head and tossed it on the floor. I pulled her to me, so that her perfect bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s squashed against my chest.

We kissed, and then she pushed me back and said, "Let's do it with your chest bare also!" She unb.u.t.toned my shirt and we took it off, while I filled my eyes with the most perfect b.r.e.a.s.t.s ever created. She put her arms around me, and our bodies pressed together. Oh, how marvelous to feel those hard little points pushing into my chest!

Drawing back again, Angela began playing with her own t.i.ts, cupping them in her hands and making her nipples touch mine. Lord, I loved this woman! As she cupped her t.i.ts, I bent down to kiss and lick her precious b.u.t.tons, drawing each of them in my mouth in turn.

"Oh, I love what you're doing," Angela whispered. "It feels so good."

So I continued, running my tongue all over her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and nipples for quite a while. We were soon rolling around on the bed, with her t.i.ts in my mouth as she emitted satisfied little humming sounds. All this activity made her skirt ride up, and I couldn't help sliding my hand up her leg to her b.u.t.tocks. I felt those marvelous round cheeks through her silk panties. They did not disappoint me in any way. They felt just like I had imagined they would.

Slipping my hand under her waistband, I moved it to her bare b.u.t.tocks. The thrill that flooded my nervous system was almost indescribable. This sweet wonderful girl was letting me play with her naked rear end. My fingers went in her crack and slid over her a.n.u.s. Again, I knew that I was the only guy in the world who had ever done this-or, I hoped, ever would.

My fingers traveled on between her legs, and I felt that special crack with the hair around it. Angela parted her legs so I could reach all the way to her pubic bone and that intriguing triangle of hair. There I was with a breast in my mouth and a hand on a naked a.s.s, my finger exploring a real live woman's c.u.n.t, and that woman the most wonderful one in the world. It was almost more than I could take in.

Pulling my mouth off Angela's nipple, I looked in those beautiful eyes. Again she gazed at me as if to see if I liked the feel of her secret parts. I think she saw in my eyes that I did. A second later she pulled away and hopped off the bed. Then, facing me, she pulled off her skirt and panties and laid them on a chair. Stark naked, she walked toward me, smiling at me to show me I was special. I saw that she was a natural blonde-not that I'd had any doubts.

Climbing back on the bed, Angela took my hand and slid my index finger between the lips of her c.u.n.t. I was overwhelmed by a desire to hold her close and kiss her, which I did while I ran my finger around in her v.a.g.i.n.a. She nestled against me and emitted soft purring sounds as I continued to finger her.

At one point Angela told me to push my finger toward the front wall of her c.u.n.t. She said that that was her G-spot, and that it gave her immense pleasure. She sucked in air as I ran my finger around it. Then she rolled on her back, gasping, "Oh! Oh! Oh!" over and over.

Finally she pushed my hand away, saying, "Let's get the rest of your clothes off." As I stood up, she unbuckled and unzipped my pants and anxiously helped me push down my pants and undershorts. There I was, completely naked, with my p.e.n.i.s standing straight up in a salute to her. She took hold of my erection as I stood in front of her, and started rubbing it between her palms. Looking in that lovely face, with the beautiful blue eyes, I was again overwhelmed by the knowledge that I was about to enter into coitus with this wonderful young woman.

We lay on the bed again, Angela on her back, I on one elbow, looking down at her. Gently, she pulled me closer, until I was lying on top of her, with the tip of my p.e.n.i.s b.u.mping against her crotch.

Remembering that this was her first time, I took it slow and easy. I took my p.e.n.i.s in my hand and slid it up and down in that fantastic valley of pink flesh. Finally I slid the tip of it in her funnel, planning to ease in slowly. But she wasn't going to wait. She thrust her hips up toward me, taking almost the entire length of my tool in her sweet body.

It would be impossible to describe how incredible it felt, being buried in that sweet, wet, tight, warm hole. Looking down, I saw my erection sliding in and out of that marvelous fur-covered crack. Angela, with her eyes half closed, locked her heels behind my b.u.t.t and pulled me more tightly against her.

I was trying not to move too quickly at first, letting Angela get used to me. But she had different ideas and bucked her hips strongly up and down, setting up a rigorous rhythm. Each time I plunged in her, our pubic hair intermingled. My mind reeled. I was f.u.c.king a woman for the first time, and she happened to be my most favorite human being in the world, and she was turning out to be eager and pa.s.sionate as well as beautiful. I had to be the luckiest person in the universe.

"I want more than one o.r.g.a.s.m," Angela panted. "So the longer you can last, the more pleasure you'll give me."

"Oh, you sweet, sweet woman!" I said. "I want to give you as much pleasure as I possibly can. But remember, I don't have any experience with this."

Suddenly she said, "G.o.d, I'm coming!" Her body was already tensing, her eyes were closed, and she was panting. Then I felt her v.a.g.i.n.a pulsing and contracting tightly around my p.e.n.i.s.

Through some miracle I was able to hold off my own climax. Angela asked me to stop a minute to let her catch her breath. We spent the time hugging and kissing, and cooing at each other.

Finally she said, "I'll get on my hands and knees. You enter me from behind."

Suddenly, right there in front of me was the cutest b.u.t.t in the whole world, with Angela's little brown bud of an a.n.u.s winking up at me. Her v.a.g.i.n.a looked so nice and inviting from that angle, with her pink l.a.b.i.a all swollen and ready. I entered her with my c.o.c.k, and we soon established a more vigorous rhythm than before. I also had a better view of my c.o.c.k sliding in and out of her hairy slit, just below her a.s.shole.

As I thrust in her, I ran my hands over her back and around to her tummy, finally grasping her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and playing with her nipples. She begged me to go for broke this time, so she could feel my s.e.m.e.n squirting in her. With my hips bouncing off her nice round cheeks with each stroke, I knew it wouldn't be long before I blew my load in her body. Soon I was blasting away full-force in this fabulous woman's inner sanctum.

"Oh, I feel it squirting!" gasped Angela. "It's making me come again!" She gave a series of deep guttural grunts, and I felt the now-familiar contractions. I wanted to stay in that satisfying hole of hers forever, but my depleted c.o.c.k shrank down and plopped out unceremoniously. We sank down on the bed, and caressed each other again in the beautiful afterglow.

After ten minutes or so, Angela gently picked up my soft organ and examined it. She lifted my s.c.r.o.t.u.m with care, and looked between my legs to see how everything fit together. Then she laid my p.e.n.i.s back on my tummy and ran her fingers lightly over it as she said, "My, what a marvelous thing you have there." She leaned down and kissed it on the back side. It twitched. She lifted it up again, slid the foreskin back a little and kissed it right on the tip. "Do you like it when I do that?" she inquired.

"Yes! It feels awfully good," I said.

"I taste myself on you," Angela said.

"Do you like that taste?"

"G.o.d, yes!" she gasped. "It's a real turn-on."

I desperately wanted her to do more. Which was apparently her plan as well, for she continued to kiss my c.o.c.k up and down, and finally slid the tip of it in her mouth. Soon she was taking as much c.o.c.k in her mouth as she could, and I was rapidly getting hard again.

Now Angela turned and swung one leg over me, putting her v.a.g.i.n.a and her a.n.u.s right in front of my face. There they were, the most marvelous little c.u.n.t and a.s.shole in the world. Then it suddenly occurred to me that she wanted me to do her also. And I was surprised to realize that I was looking forward to it.

I put my hands on her hips and drew her closer to me. I could smell the soap she used, and the muskier odor of her c.u.n.t. I wanted to study her thoroughly. I parted her p.u.s.s.y lips and looked into this most fascinating hair-encircled female hole. Angela started rocking her hips back and forth, and I guessed she was getting impatient.

I obligingly brought my lips to that sweet opening and kissed her on the l.a.b.i.a. Then I pushed my tongue past the hairy lips and slid it deep into her slit. After probing as deeply as I could, I licked my way up toward her c.l.i.toris, and stroked and nibbled that tiny erection with tongue and lips. Then I licked my way down over her slit again to her a.s.shole, in which I stuck my tongue as far as it would go. Angela was in a rapture as I went from one end of her c.u.n.t to the other. I felt her moans reverberating against my c.o.c.k, which was still in her mouth.

Suddenly Angela raised her head and gasped, "Here I go again!" She tensed up, and I felt her juices coursing onto my tongue. She sank back down on the bed, and after catching her breath she said, "Let's do a long slow one now." With her on her side in a fetal position, I entered her from behind, and we made love that way for a long sensuous time, completely wrapped up in each other's pleasure, until we burst into an utterly satisfying mutual o.r.g.a.s.m.

We lay together peacefully for a long time. Finally, looking in those beautiful eyes of hers, I said, "I'm so in love with you, I can't stand it."

"We're going to have a fantastic life together," Angela said softly. "Starting with this afternoon."

"Darling, we started two years ago," I said. "s.e.x is just icing on the cake."

Angela smiled. "Now do you understand why I wouldn't let you touch me before?" she said. "I knew I would love it, and go nuts, and lose control. We sure know how to f.u.c.k, don't we?"

I laughed, because I had never expected to hear her use that word. "We were sure good at it for the first time," I replied. "And it can only get better!"

Well, Angela and I have been married for ten years now, and I was right. It's only gotten better.-V.P., Tulsa, Oklahoma HE DOES THREE WOMEN AT A BIRTHDAY PARTY-AND IT ISN'T EVEN HIS BIRTHDAY I have always enjoyed reading Penthouse Letters, but never expected to be sending in a contribution. However, I just have to tell you about something that happened to me last Friday night.

It was Randi's twenty-first birthday, and she was having a party at her house. She and I had hooked up briefly last year, and we were still quite friendly. Her hard, athletic body and very aggressive nipples were among the major reasons for our continuing relationship.

At the party, Randi told me that she had slept with the boyfriend of a co-worker of hers named Dina, and now she wanted to f.u.c.k Dina herself. Randi was an equal-opportunity f.u.c.ker. She said she was going to try to f.u.c.k Dina that very night. She had gotten it in her head that this would make a great birthday present to herself.

Dina was a hot blonde with beautiful t.i.ts and a perfect a.s.s. Randi's intentions became obvious when she and Dina danced together at the party, their bodies grinding together as Randi fondled the blonde beauty openly. Dina seemed to be as ready and willing as she was. As the night progressed and more alcohol was consumed, the twosome got hotter and hotter.

Dina had brought along her roommate, Audrey, a slim brunette who was less well endowed than either Randi or Dina, but whose tight dress outlined a pair of perky nipples that drove me crazy. I ended up dancing with Audrey for most of the evening. Finally almost everyone had left the party, and Audrey and I were still dancing. At this point I turned and saw Randi and Dina kissing on the couch, with their hands down each other's pants.

When Audrey noticed what I was looking at, she said to me, "Do you want to join them?"

At first I thought she was kidding. I replied, "Sure."

But she wasn't kidding!

She took my hand and led me over to the couch, where she immediately joined the other two women in their making-out session. Soon there were hands exploring everywhere, and clothes were being slowly removed, including my shirt. After a few minutes Randi gaspingly suggested that we all move to her room. To my astonishment the three of them hurried off to her bedroom-with me close at their heels.

In the bedroom the women swiftly ripped off the rest of their clothes. Three naked chicks now dragged me to the bed, with only my pants on. I found the closest p.u.s.s.y and began gnawing away as the other two women munched each other. Soon there was just a blur of legs, b.r.e.a.s.t.s and p.u.s.s.ies around me, and I seriously could not believe that this was actually happening.

Then, between moans, Dina spoke up. "Someone still has his pants on," she said.

I remedied that by removing my remaining clothes posthaste. My erect d.i.c.k jumped out, eager for a piece of the action. The women all gathered around me and began helping themselves to my c.o.c.k, b.a.l.l.s and a.s.s.

Then Randi said, "Come on, Bill, I want to see you f.u.c.k Dina."

I was more than willing to comply, and obviously so was Dina. I eased slowly in her moist t.w.a.t and began to screw her. Fortunately I'd had enough Jack Daniel's to keep me relatively calm and prevent me from prematurely ending this once-in-a-lifetime experience. As I pounded into Dina, I saw Randi mounting Audrey with a large d.i.l.d.o and humping the s.h.i.t out of her.

After bringing Dina to o.r.g.a.s.m, I next took on Randi, pumping her hard body for a while. The other women lay down on either side of her so I could finger them at the same time. After Randi was spent, I moved on to Audrey, and I finished her off too.

All this time the women kept shouting encouragement. "f.u.c.k her harder, Bill! Make her scream! f.u.c.k that p.u.s.s.y!"

By now I was more than ready to blow my load. I got behind Randi and did her doggie-style, while she ate Dina out at the same time. Audrey reached beneath us and diddled Randi's c.l.i.t with one hand while stroking her own with the other. I held out until I heard both Audrey and Dina cry out in climax, and then my throbbing c.o.c.k exploded deep inside Randi's body. She too o.r.g.a.s.med as I finished shooting in her, and we all collapsed with exhaustion.

The party was finally over. Randi said it had been a great birthday. We all got dressed and said good night, but not before I thanked all three women for making me the happiest man alive.-W.S., London, Ontario HE STARTED OUT STUDYING FOR FINALS AND WOUND UP STUDYING A s.e.xY COED.

It was final-exams week at the university, and throughout the dorm students were frantically cramming in those last bits of knowledge before the dreaded exams. I was alone in my room, absorbing as much calculus and physics as possible, when I heard a tapping on my door.

Not particularly wanting to be bothered with visitors, I was tempted to ignore the intruder and go back to my painstaking academic pursuits. But when the knocking persisted, I reluctantly gave in. Maybe a break wouldn't be a bad idea after all. I had no idea who the visitor might be, and when I opened the door I was more than a little surprised, and very pleased indeed, to see Georgette's sweet face.

Georgette was majoring in psychology. Her room was two floors above mine in the dorm, and we had known each other for almost the whole semester. I had always found her personality extremely appealing-not to mention her slim, pet.i.te body, perfect b.r.e.a.s.t.s and gorgeous face.

"Hey, s.e.xy, thought you could use a break," she said with a warm smile.

I felt a tingle in my midsection. I invited her in, and we sat on the couch. We started talking about all sorts of things-school, parents, philosophies of life and so on. At one point she started talking about women and the various things they wanted and needed in life. Seeing a possible opportunity here, I responded by asking her in a half-serious, half-joking manner if she would like me to satisfy one of those needs for her.

Georgette gave me a slightly puzzled look, as though wondering exactly what I had in mind-although she probably had a pretty good idea. At that point I got up and took a bottle of scented oil from a shelf. Her eyes lit up, and a smile flourished on her sweet lips. I knew that she was a sucker for a good ma.s.sage. She had asked me to rub oil on her back once before, when we were swimming with a group of friends. The silky feel of her flesh and her soft moans of pleasure as she squirmed under my hands had made my c.o.c.k stand up and salute under my bathing suit.

Now Georgette lay down on her stomach, closing her eyes in antic.i.p.ation. I lifted up her shirt and rubbed the oil softly into the skin of her back. In no time at all I had her in a trance. As before, she began to moan with appreciation. She wasn't wearing a bra, so there were no straps to get in my way as my hands roamed over her back.

I knew that if I was ever going to indulge myself in her sweetness, this was going to be the night. Still ma.s.saging her back, I leaned over and kissed her neck. Her only response was another moan, but I a.s.sumed that was a good sign. But it was an even better sign when, in one smooth motion, she turned around on her back, wrapped her arms around me and pulled my body close to hers. She kissed me slowly and pa.s.sionately, her tongue sweetly probing my mouth.

When the kiss ended, she purred in my ear, "You satisfied one of my needs. Now let me satisfy one of yours." And with that she slid her mouth slowly down my body, kissing my chest and stomach. She unb.u.t.toned my pants and let my throbbing c.o.c.k out of hiding. Then she hungrily let the whole thing slide in her mouth and proceeded to work some unbelievable magic on me with her wonderful lips and tongue.

I was in another world, and I couldn't get enough. But I didn't want this to be a one-sided affair. After a few minutes, heroically restraining myself from coming in her mouth, I pulled away and began to remove the tight black sweatpants she was wearing. When they were off, along with her panties, I buried my face in her sweet p.u.s.s.y and lapped hungrily at her love juices.

I concentrated hard on what I was doing, and Georgette had a powerful o.r.g.a.s.m before I became aware that she was saying something in a quivering voice. I raised my head to listen. What she was saying was, "f.u.c.k me."

I was not about to argue. I eased my manhood slowly in Georgette's love-pocket. She moaned loudly and bucked up against me. We moved together strongly, and too soon I spewed my ma.s.sive load inside her. But I only needed a moment's rest before coming back to action, thrusting in her even harder than before, until she screamed in ecstasy and erupted in the most explosive o.r.g.a.s.m I had ever seen, her entire body gyrating with incredible climactic joy.

Exhausted, we lay there in each other's arms, in a sweaty, oily ma.s.s. It wasn't doing my couch any good, but I couldn't have cared less about that.