"What do you have in mind?" I asked, hoping for the best.

Antoinette thought for a moment. "How about Spin the Bottle?"

"Jesus, I thought you graduated high school," I joked.

"C'mon," she laughed. "It'll be fun."

We all agreed to play, using an empty beer bottle. Since the game was her idea, Antoinette spun first.

The bottle landed on Frank and they kissed. Then Frank spun. The bottle spun around quickly and finally rested on Diana. Frank looked at me for approval. I just smiled and waved at him to go ahead. Frank and Diana kissed for a brief moment, Diana adding a little tongue at the end.

A few spins later Antoinette and I kissed.

It wasn't too much later that the kissing gave way to some heavy petting. It started with Diana and Frank. They were kissing, but pretty soon Frank had her in his arms. He stuck his hand up Diana's shirt and started fondling her perfect t.i.ts. Frank quickly made his way into Diana's pants and went to work on her wet p.u.s.s.y. I couldn't help but get excited watching his hand doing a good job on my fiancee.

I glanced over at Antoinette. She was mesmerized by the show the two were putting on. She was rubbing herself through her pants and moaning softly.

Diana unzipped Frank's fly and his c.o.c.k flopped into view. I've seen a few c.o.c.ks in my day, but I have to admit that Frank's was the thickest I've seen, by far. Diana licked her hand and proceeded to give him the best handjob I'm sure he's ever had.

As I'm sure you know, I got pretty aroused by what I was watching. Diana sure was doing a fine job handling Frank's throbbing d.i.c.k. Frank licked a finger then slid his other hand around behind Diana's back and started playing with her a.s.shole.

Antoinette couldn't take it anymore. Her p.u.s.s.y needed some attention, so she crawled across the floor and stretched out in front of me. She leaned up until her lips touched mine. Soon after our tongues met, my hand went straight for her c.u.n.t. It was hot, wet and as tight as I hoped it would be. I used my other hand to lower her pants a bit more to make it easier to rub her c.l.i.t. She moaned again as I rubbed.

She worked my pants open then dove down on her knees so she could start blowing me. As she swallowed my c.o.c.k I looked over so I could watch Diana and Frank. Diana's hand was stroking his d.i.c.k faster and faster, and Frank began breathing harder as he got closer to coming.

Suddenly, I heard Frank groan. I looked over just as Diana sucked Frank's c.o.c.k all the way down her throat. Frank couldn't take it. He just exploded, spraying come into Diana's mouth. He seemed to come forever. Somehow Diana managed to take most of it in, and what she missed she licked off her t.i.ts.

That did it for me. I shot my load into Antoinette's mouth. Like a good girl she took it all, not missing a drop and making sure that I saw she swallowed it all by sticking her tongue out at me when it was gone.

Both Frank and I laid down on our backs, basking in the glow, with our c.o.c.ks going back into their relaxed state. Diana looked at us.

"You guys are done already? I was just getting started," Diana said.

Antoinette moved over and wrapped her arm around Diana. "Maybe they need a little inspiration. Let's see if we can give them some."

With that Antoinette planted a kiss on Diana. Their hands instantly started exploring each other's beautiful bodies and they started rubbing each other's p.u.s.s.ies while they continued kissing. Seeing that got Frank and me going again. Almost instantly my d.i.c.k started coming back to life. Frank started stroking his c.o.c.k, getting the mammoth ready for some more action.

Antoinette slid her hand up Diana's shirt, pulled her bra up over her big, firm t.i.ts, and proceeded to suck her nipples stiff. Diana showed her approval by reaching down and pulling Antoinette's head closer to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. After a bit Antoinette pushed my fiancee down onto her back. Antoinette slid Diana's pants down and positioned herself between her legs. She then pushed aside Diana's black thong panties revealing a beautiful pink p.u.s.s.y.

"Lick my c.u.n.t, baby," Diana l.u.s.tfully commanded.

Antoinette started out by licking circles around Diana's s.n.a.t.c.h, touching everywhere but her p.u.s.s.y. Antoinette ran her tongue around the lips and just around the hood. Diana was hot as h.e.l.l and needed gratification. She held on to Antoinette's head and brought her face to her p.u.s.s.y.

"Lick it, you f.u.c.king tease!"

Antoinette obliged.

Diana started moaning even louder as Antoinette stuck her tongue deep inside her warm, wet folds, flicking it across the c.l.i.t, teasing her.

By then I was whacking off, too.

Diana looked over at Frank and me with l.u.s.tful eyes. "I need to have a c.o.c.k in my mouth, and I need it now. Who's going to take care of me?"

I was more than happy to help. I positioned myself over her face and shoved my c.o.c.k deep into her mouth. Diana went to work on my rod. Without missing a beat, Frank moved over to Antoinette. He pulled off her panties and then laid down with his head between her legs so he could lick her dripping p.u.s.s.y. Antoinette let out a soft moan as he moved his tongue across her lips. Seconds later he rubbed the rim of her a.s.shole with a wet finger. He teased her by inserting just the tip of his finger inside her.

"Oh, my G.o.d! Give it all to me," she pleaded. "Stick it all in me now!"

By then Antoinette was fingering Diana as well while Diana sucked me off. Suddenly, Diana screamed out, "Yes! I'm going to come!"

Antoinette started to devour Diana's p.u.s.s.y to help bring her off. When Diana lifted her hips up, Frank slid his entire finger up into Antoinette's a.s.s. Antoinette let out a m.u.f.fled cry as she began to come, too.

Diana thrashed about as an o.r.g.a.s.m rushed through her body. Antoinette had to do all she could to keep eating Diana out while she came. When they finished Frank and I moved out of the way and Diana and Antoinette lay side by side, kissing softly and stroking each other's hair as they regained their composure. They were far from done, though, as it seemed that their o.r.g.a.s.ms only made them hotter and hornier. They both got on their hands and knees, showing their a.s.ses to Frank and me. We looked over at each other and instantly jumped into action.

Diana's p.u.s.s.y was so wet I didn't even have to lube my c.o.c.k to slide it in. Diana drew in a sharp breath. Antoinette groaned in ecstasy as Frank slid his thick p.r.i.c.k in. Side by side Frank and I f.u.c.ked our beauties.

I had to start slow, because Diana's p.u.s.s.y is naturally tight, like a virgin's. It took a little time to work it loose, but I was more than happy to do so.

Frank started off slow, too, but when Antoinette said, "f.u.c.k me like you mean it," he really started f.u.c.king her madly. I watched his thick c.o.c.k ram in and out of Antoinette's p.u.s.s.y and couldn't help but think that Diana would love some of the same treatment.

Diana must have seen Frank's c.o.c.k at work, too, because she quickly got up and pulled Frank off of Antoinette and pushed him onto the ground She then impaled herself onto his huge member. I could see his c.o.c.k stretching her p.u.s.s.y further than ever, but Diana loved every second of it. As she bounced up and down Frank was licking and sucking her nipples and squeezing her a.s.s.

I was so transfixed by what I was watching that Antoinette surprised me by shoving me to the ground, sliding herself onto my d.i.c.k. She was turned around so she could watch Diana and show me her lovely a.s.s. I saw her a.s.shole begging for some action of its own, so I licked my finger and slid it on in. Antoinette threw her head back and squealed with appreciation.

Diana was close to coming again. She jumped off Frank's wet c.o.c.k and got down on her hands and knees. Frank grabbed hold of her by the hips, f.u.c.king her from behind, his thighs slapping against her a.s.s as he mounted her. Being my favorite position as well as Diana's, I pushed Antoinette down to the floor and f.u.c.ked her the same way.

"Jesus, I'm gonna come," Antoinette said. "f.u.c.k my a.s.shole. Stick it in me and f.u.c.k it hard."

My c.o.c.k, wet with p.u.s.s.y juice, slid easily into her a.s.shole.

"Go deeper," she said. "Go deeper and harder, harder," Antoinette ordered.

I responded by pounding her a.s.s as hard as I could.

Frank was doing the same to Diana's p.u.s.s.y. I couldn't understand how she could take it. She was wailing, it felt so good. "G.o.d, don't stop f.u.c.king me! I'm coming!" she cried.

Frank f.u.c.ked her even harder. Diana cried out as she began to come. This finally took Frank to the point of no return. Grunts and groans came from him as he shot his load deep into Diana's p.u.s.s.y.

Two more strokes from me and Antoinette started to come herself. "Oh, yeah," she squealed. "f.u.c.k me deeper! I'm coming!"

Hearing a woman's o.r.g.a.s.m never fails to bring on my own o.r.g.a.s.m. My c.o.c.k exploded as I pumped back and forth into her tight a.s.shole. Antoinette started bucking against my c.o.c.k with every one of my thrusts, practically daring me to f.u.c.k her harder. "I can feel your come filling me up," she said as I blew load after load in her a.s.s.

Diana and Frank, exhausted, had fallen onto each other and were kissing pa.s.sionately.

As I shot the last of my come into her, Antoinette's o.r.g.a.s.ms finally subsided, too. I pulled out and laid on top of her. We began making out. After a while we all fell asleep on the floor holding one another. We woke up the next morning bleary-eyed and f.u.c.ked out and relived the previous night's events over coffee and Danish. That weekend Frank called in sick to work and we had ourselves a big, beautiful orgy.-C.S., Minneapolis, Minnesota HER HUSBAND'S THREEWAY FANTASY COMES TRUE IN A MOST PLEASANT WAY I'm a happily married woman named Annie. I'm five-feet-four-inches tall, newly blonde and I have luscious 36C b.r.e.a.s.t.s, a clean-shaved p.u.s.s.y, great legs and a firm, high-riding a.s.s. Over the last few years I'd heard that a woman's hormones shift into overdrive when she hits her forties, and so far I'm not disappointed. I've become multi-o.r.g.a.s.mic over the past couple of years. I've always enjoyed s.e.x, but now it's my favorite form of recreation. I want to share with you my incredible experience of having two hot, s.e.xy and attentive lovers who made my threesome fantasy a reality.

For years my husband Philip has been preparing me for a threesome. He carefully laid the groundwork by showing me p.o.r.no videos, reading to me from Penthouse Letters and buying me s.e.xy lingerie and erotic toys. He would write me hot, steamy love notes about how much he wanted to see another man's c.o.c.k penetrating my mouth and filling my p.u.s.s.y. We had many pa.s.sionate nights of wild s.e.x while fantasizing about my mystery lover. I had reservations about bringing someone into our marriage even though we love and trust each other very much. We have a great relationship that all our friends are jealous of. I didn't want anything to mess it up, so I knew a threesome would have to be handled very carefully. Honestly, the idea of having a threesome really turned me on, but I couldn't imagine myself actually going through with it. The dawn of the new Millennium changed all that, though, as I adopted a s.e.xy new att.i.tude: Out with the old and in with the new!

Philip had made our New Year's Eve plans. I didn't know we were going to a swinger's dinner/dance at a local hotel until a few hours before we left home. I was angry and panicked at first, but I found myself getting very excited and aroused at the idea. I was surprised and delighted by the caliber of people at the party. I'm not sure what I thought they would be like, but they were all well-heeled and well-attired. Even though I was intrigued, we sat by a table near the door so I'd be able to make a quick getaway if I got uncomfortable.

We weren't there for very long when two other couples sat down and joined us. They were all friendly, engaging people. One of the couples, Kenneth and Phoebe, were very attractive, although a bit older than us. They're originally from overseas and have wonderful, charming European accents. They took pictures during the evening and asked for our address to send us copies when they got them developed. I was relaxed and enjoying myself, nearly forgetting where I was. I noticed as the evening went on that every time I looked across the table, Kenneth was looking at me. I liked having his attention. Nothing s.e.xual happened that night, because I just wasn't ready for a real swinger's adventure.

Several days later, we received the pictures and a nice letter from Kenneth. About a week after that, Kenneth sent us another letter inviting Philip and I for dinner and a possible threesome afterward. He was very considerate and polite in the way he asked us to swing. I knew he'd be a good lover for our first time, because although he was obviously experienced, he was also a complete gentleman. Initially, I was panicked but each time I read his letter, I got more and more excited. My p.u.s.s.y was soaked. I couldn't think of anything else but making our threesome fantasy a reality. Philip and I had some long and hot s.e.x after getting Kenneth's letter. I wrote back to Kenneth and accepted his gracious, exciting offer.

Kenneth called a few days later to say he was very excited about being part of our first threesome. Things really heated up over the next few days. All three of us were hot and h.o.r.n.y as we made our plans to meet. Somehow I was able to get through two more days of work. What torture! Philip and Kenneth had several conversations about what I liked s.e.xually and what they were going to do to me when we got together. Kenneth and I had several very hot phone calls ourselves.

Philip and I carefully put together my wardrobe. We finished getting ourselves ready and checked into the hotel about five o'clock that night. I jumped in the shower and prepared for our big evening. Kenneth met us at the hotel for dinner at about eight o'clock. He looked so s.e.xy that I wanted to f.u.c.k him right then. I was ready for him, too, dressed in a black leather mini-skirt (without panties, of course), pantyhose, a garter-belt, a pair of high heel sandals with bright red toenails, and an open-nippled bra under a gold silk blouse.

Soon it was show time! The restaurant was empty except for two other tables. I don't remember much of dinner except that Kenneth's hands immediately began exploring between my legs. Like a naughty girl I spread my legs and let him in. The look on his face when he realized I wasn't wearing panties was priceless, but it didn't take him long to get used to the idea! He shoved his fingers in my bare, soaked p.u.s.s.y and then licked his fingers. Kenneth and Philip made me unb.u.t.ton my blouse so their hands could stroke and tease my hard nipples through my bra. Before long Kenneth grabbed my hand and pushed it under the table and placed it around his big, hard p.r.i.c.k. The waiter was having an especially good time watching us. I looked over at Philip and said, "I think that I'm going to be a very happy gal by the end of tonight." I knew I was in for a good time.

We went to our room and poured some champagne. While Philip went in the bathroom, Kenneth pulled his c.o.c.k out of his pants and put my hand around it. I was so excited that I went over and sat on the sofa. Next thing I knew my leather mini-skirt was up around my waist, my legs were spread wide and Kenneth was tonguing my dripping wet p.u.s.s.y.

Philip came out from the bathroom to see the fun had started without him. He quickly dropped his pants and shoved his c.o.c.k into my mouth. After I had several o.r.g.a.s.ms riding Kenneth's tongue, they switched places. As I became lost in the feelings that engulfed me, I began to think about how I was feeling. Was I scared? No. Shy? No. Hot and h.o.r.n.y? Absolutely! In fact, I was enjoying myself more than I imagined I would. It surprised me how easily I took to being with two men. We then went into the bedroom, where Philip had a video camera set up to capture our first threesome on tape. I couldn't wait. I was about to become a p.o.r.n star!

Once we were in the bedroom, I changed into a slinky black negligee, leaving on only my black pantyhose, garterbelt and heels. I couldn't wait to get Kenneth's c.o.c.k between my lips. I knew he would taste so delicious and feel so good once I had him in my mouth. I absolutely love to suck c.o.c.k. After watching me eagerly suck Kenneth's c.o.c.k, Philip went back to eating my p.u.s.s.y to several more o.r.g.a.s.ms. Kenneth got ready to f.u.c.k my shaved p.u.s.s.y with his eager p.r.i.c.k. After fifteen years of f.u.c.king n.o.body but my husband, it felt so naughty having another man's c.o.c.k in my mouth and in my p.u.s.s.y. "Kenneth, f.u.c.k me hard with that big, delicious c.o.c.k," I told him between hurried breaths.

I was completely full of c.o.c.k and loving every minute of it. My mouth was going to town on Philip's p.r.i.c.k while Kenneth pumped himself in and out of my p.u.s.s.y. Kenneth flooded my already soaked c.u.n.t with his first load. Philip dived between my legs so he could eat my come-filled p.u.s.s.y while I sucked my juices off of Kenneth's c.o.c.k. I was in heaven, it tasted so sweet.

Then Philip started licking me. He was so excited to be living out his fantasy of eating me after another man had filled me with sc.u.m. He stopped eating me to shoot his first load inside me, then went back to eat my c.u.n.t again. I'm a lucky gal to be with a man who loves me so much and is so willing to let me have so much fun while pleasing him.

After a short rest and a quick change of costume, I started sucking Kenneth hard again while Philip f.u.c.ked my over heated p.u.s.s.y to another o.r.g.a.s.m. I couldn't believe how much I was enjoying this. I knew that the guys were having a blast, too. Kenneth again f.u.c.ked my p.u.s.s.y. His big c.o.c.k felt incredible as it pounded its way in and out of my overworked t.w.a.t. We had another wonderful o.r.g.a.s.m together. Philip's tongue was ready for another load of come from my f.u.c.ked-out p.u.s.s.y.

The fire burning inside me was very hot and it seemed like there was no extinguishing it. Philip started to f.u.c.k me in the a.s.s, slowly at first but with increasing speed and depth while my seemingly insatiable mouth sucked on Kenneth's c.o.c.k. It seemed like Philip was f.u.c.king my tight a.s.s forever by the time he finally had his o.r.g.a.s.m. He came but he was still hard, and he continued f.u.c.king my a.s.shole. I had another o.r.g.a.s.m with my husband's c.o.c.k in my a.s.s and this stranger's c.o.c.k in my mouth.

Philip jumped in the shower while I continued to suck Kenneth's c.o.c.k until he came in my mouth. I couldn't believe it, but he was still hard and wanted to go a third round with my p.u.s.s.y. Philip came out of the bathroom to find me on my back with my legs spread wide and Kenneth wildly f.u.c.king away. Oh, yes, you better believe I had another o.r.g.a.s.m. Philip again ate my p.u.s.s.y for me and then f.u.c.ked it hard himself.

Finally it was my turn for a shower. Once I was cleaned off, I hung up my bathrobe and again changed into my lingerie, hose and heels. I climbed back into bed between my two studs with my feet at the head of the bed so I could look at them and stroke their p.e.n.i.ses while we relaxed. I was glowing from all my o.r.g.a.s.ms but I was still ready for more s.e.x. I finally wore out my guys after three rounds of c.o.c.ksucking and f.u.c.king. It felt good to be such a dirty little wh.o.r.e, I couldn't believe it had taken me so long to finally do it.

Kenneth bid us both good-night and left. Once we were alone, Philip and I had some more incredible s.e.x-once that night and twice again the next morning. We couldn't wait to get home and watch our new videotape, which got us even hornier and led to some more hot s.e.x.

I hope that we can get together with Kenneth again. Maybe he can convince Phoebe to join us next time. Perhaps reading my letter might convince her and other women how much fun they can have with two men. Do I have any regrets? Just one: that I didn't have my first threesome years ago. I have some catching up to do!-N.K., New Bedford, Ma.s.sachusetts TWO GIRLFRIENDS l.u.s.tING AFTER ONE GUY? WHY NOT A THREEWAY MARRIAGE?.

The summer after my junior year at college in the Pacific Northwest, I traveled with my friends Carol and Helen down to the Southern California home of Carol's boyfriend, George.

It was a Thursday evening when we arrived at George's huge seash.o.r.e home. There we met his dad, Roger, a six-foot-five-inch muscular hunk, and Roger's equally knockout girlfriend, June. We were all tired from twelve hours of driving, so George showed Helen and me to our room, and he and Carol retired to his room down the hall.

I soon found out that our bedroom was directly above the master bedroom. I was awakened around midnight by loud moans and screams of pleasure coming from the room below. I heard June moaning and begging Roger to "put it in." When he did, she really started groaning and screaming, crying out, "You're so big! I'm coming! You're so big! Please come inside me!" After about forty minutes of this, he evidently did come inside her. She was moaning, "Thank you, thank you!"

The sounds were so exciting that I fingered myself to an o.r.g.a.s.m before going back to sleep. But then I was awakened again by June's now-familiar moans. She was begging Roger to let her suck him. She kept saying, "I want you to come in my mouth!" Then there was m.u.f.fled moaning for about twenty minutes. As I pictured him f.u.c.king her mouth, I got so hot, I finger-f.u.c.ked my p.u.s.s.y almost to the point of another o.r.g.a.s.m.

After that, he must have started eating her. She screamed and cried and begged for him to f.u.c.k her with his big c.o.c.k. My trusty finger brought me to a convulsive o.r.g.a.s.m when he came again. Then they finally went to sleep, and I did too, wondering just how big Roger's c.o.c.k might be.

The next morning I was sitting on the pool deck reading the paper when Roger came back from a run. He was a huge man. I asked him his chest size, and he said it was fifty-eight inches; his waist was only thirty-eight. He also had the largest arms, the largest legs and the largest bulge in his crotch that I had ever seen. There was no fat on him, either, just one hundred percent man.

He sat down, and we started talking about all kinds of things. I found out that his brain was as large as the rest of him. I was so awestruck, I did not realize that my silk robe had fallen slightly open, exposing most of my b.r.e.a.s.t.s. To be honest, the fire in my c.u.n.t was so hot that I wanted to rip those running shorts off him and bury that bulge in my p.u.s.s.y. I stayed in a trance until the others showed up and joined us.

The rest of that Friday was fun. Helen, Carol, George and I played on the beach all day and were waited on by Roger's maid and butler. That night we all went out dancing till about two in the morning, when the bar closed. We arrived home the same time as Roger and June, and we all went to bed. Soon I was again awakened by the moans and screams from downstairs. My c.u.n.t was on fire, and I fingered myself to the queen of o.r.g.a.s.ms before I got to sleep.

On Sat.u.r.day morning I was by the pool again when Roger came back from running. When he spoke to me I was trembling inside but somehow stayed calm. He soon left to work out down at the gym he owned.

Around noon Carol, Helen, George and I went swimming in the pool. June joined us for a while, then left to go to the beauty salon. She had a fine, s.e.xy body, but even more than her body, I envied her her nights with Roger!

When Roger came back from his gym, he joined us by the pool, entering the water like an Olympic diver. He challenged George and Carol to a "chicken fight." He carried first Helen and then me on his shoulders while George carried Carol.

I nearly fainted when Roger put me on his shoulders. Just to feel those strong arms and to sit on those huge shoulders was almost o.r.g.a.s.mic. George and Carol didn't have a chance against Roger, no matter who he was carrying.

That night we went out, and all Helen could talk about was what a hunk Roger was. When we got home and went to bed, I told Helen to stay up for a while and listen. Around three in the morning the moans and screams were coming up in full force. I had my hand under the covers rubbing my c.l.i.t, and when I looked her way, I saw that Helen was rubbing hers too.

The next day June had to leave for her job as a flight attendant. Roger took her to the airport, and when he came back, we all went to his gym. Helen and I were awestruck at how much bigger Roger was than anyone else there. When he started lifting weights, I practically came in my pants.

That night George, Carol, Helen and I went out to the local college bar, and we all got smashed. We were so high that around one in the morning we had to call Roger to come pick us up. He took us home and put us all to bed. He put George in his own bed, but put Carol in mine. He said I could sleep in his room, and he would sleep on the sofa.

I got into his bed, but after a while I felt like I wanted company-specifically Roger's. So I put on a robe and went into the den, where he was sleeping in just a pair of thin running shorts. I went to him quietly and started to blow hot breath on his c.o.c.k through his shorts. The shock of my life came when his c.o.c.k kept growing and growing.

I had to see it, so I opened Roger's shorts and found myself staring at a p.r.i.c.k at least ten inches long and maybe three inches wide. It was huge!

I couldn't stop myself. I had to suck on that c.o.c.k. As I was struggling to get it in my mouth, Roger woke up. He looked at me in shock. I kept on sucking for all I was worth. He blew his load in about five minutes, and I swallowed as much come as I could. I kept right on sucking him, and in another five minutes he was hard again. Now I wanted him inside me.

I climbed up on his pole and started to work myself down on him. It took awhile, but I finally got all of him in me, and soon I was moaning and screaming just like June. When I reached o.r.g.a.s.m, it was so powerful, I cried. Roger held me in his arms, and finally he came too. I was in love.

We woke up in each other's arms the next morning, and we had another session, with me riding him again. I haven't been so pa.s.sionately aroused s.e.xually for such a long time, and I got so loud, I was afraid I was waking everyone up. It was almost a relief when I finally came, after which Roger and I got up and showered together.

That afternoon I was lying by the pool when I felt Roger's huge hands putting lotion on me. He turned me over and put it all over the exposed areas of my body. Then he asked if I would like to go see a movie that night, and I said we should ask Helen to go too. I knew she wanted Roger, and I thought she should have a chance.

So that night when we got home, I told Roger I was tired and went up to my room. After a while I heard him and Helen laughing and when I looked out my window I saw the two of them skinny-dipping in the pool. Soon after that I heard Helen moaning like crazy, and I knew she was getting what she wanted.

The next day we decided that we both loved Roger, so the two of us went to him and proposed a threeway marriage. Roger was happy to accept, and we have been together now for five years. Roger and I were married in America, and he and Helen were married in Haiti. Helen and I have graduated from college.

By the way, George and Carol got married too, and live down the street from us. So we are really one big happy family.-O.F., La Jolla, California A SMALL-TOWN COUPLE GOES TO THE BIG CITY AND SWINGS WITH "THE WELCOME CHAIN"

In appearance, Rachel and I are your average small-town churchgoing couple. But appearances are deceiving.

Before we got married, I sensed that Rachel was pa.s.sionate and adventurous. Although we both grew up in small towns, my four years in the military had given me a chance to experience a lot of wild nightlife. After our honeymoon, I knew I was one lucky man. Although my wife wasn't experienced at s.e.x, she had a wild pa.s.sion for it, in spite of her very conservative upbringing.

Rachel has red hair that looks almost bright orange, and green eyes that dance with mischievousness and laughter. She has a narrow waist and smooth, firm hips that I can't keep my hands away from. Her legs are long and as shapely as a dancer's. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s are large and firm, with nipples that get hard as rocks when they are even the slightest bit excited.

Rachel took to s.e.x like a duck to water. Her adventurous nature expressed itself fully in our s.e.xual activities. Every time I introduced her to something new, she always found it exciting.

The first time I brought home Penthouse Letters, I wasn't sure how she was going to react. I left it out where she would see it. The next day when I came home from work, she was sitting naked in our easy chair. Her feet were on the seat, her legs spread apart, and her c.u.n.t was wide open, its lips wet and shiny.

She looked at me with her eyes full of l.u.s.t and said, "Get naked and f.u.c.k my brains out!"

In a flash I stripped, laid her on her back on the floor and sank my d.i.c.k in her p.u.s.s.y. When I hit bottom, she started coming. I pounded her for about five minutes, then exploded. She reached climax with me.

As we lay together in the afterglow, she looked in my eyes and said, "G.o.d, I love f.u.c.king you."

I really enjoy hearing her talk nasty, and she knows it. It also turns her on. I said, "Hmm, someone has been reading Penthouse Letters."

"Yes, but how did you know?" she said, and we both laughed.