I had a few questions about our policies, as much had been changed because of the divorce. I called Bill and made an appointment for the following day to meet. The office was open till five but I asked if he could wait because I might not make it until closing time. He said it was fine if I was late and that he would probably be there until six anyway as he had much work to catch up on.

My ex had always liked to see me in short skirts and heels and often commented that I could "stop the world" with my legs and a.s.s. I had seldom dressed as s.e.xy as he liked, but on the occasions when I did I always received a lot of male attention. The following afternoon I was excited and very nervous as I dressed for my appointment. I slipped the sheerest black stockings on my legs instead of the usual pantyhose. I picked my shortest black skirt and my highest heels. As I checked myself in the mirror I smiled and thought to myself, I can't believe I'm going through with this.

When I was ready, I covered up with a long winter coat. As an extra flourish I wrapped a white feather boa around my neck as a scarf. It was ten past five when I arrived at Bill's small office. The shades were drawn and the "Closed" sign was up, but Bill answered my knock immediately. He ushered me in and told me to have a seat across from his desk. We were the only ones there and he asked if he could take my coat. Here goes, I thought as I stood and slipped out of it. I was not disappointed by his reaction as he stood looking me up and down. He stared for a few seconds and then just said, "Wow." I asked him if he liked the new single me. He responded, "You look incredible, but how do you expect me to concentrate on work?" I just smiled.

Since he was too stunned to take my coat, I walked slowly over to the other side of the office and hung it on the coatrack myself. His eyes hungrily followed me and as I walked back I said, "Maybe this isn't a good time to work anyway." I stood in front of him and ran my fingers over his chest and down to his trousers. I could feel his manhood grow under my light touch and soon I was tracing his hard-on with my finger through his thin pants. He was speechless as his breathing grew heavier. It all seemed surreal. I had such a feeling of, I can't believe I'm doing this.

I felt his hands reach out and cup my b.r.e.a.s.t.s. I was wearing a silk blouse with no bra and I shuddered when he lightly tweaked my nipples. Soon we were embracing, and he gently lowered his mouth over mine. We kissed for what seemed a long time, long enough for me to feel lost as his tongue explored my mouth and his hands kneaded my bare buns under my skirt. When we finally broke off I had to see what was causing the enormous bulge in his pants. When I had his trousers down I pulled his boxers back to unleash a black c.o.c.k that was more gigantic than I ever imagined. I took it in both hands and marveled at it. I caressed it and felt it jump at my touch. By now Bill had unzipped my skirt and it had fallen to the floor. I removed my blouse as well and slipped down to take this dream c.o.c.k in my mouth. Savoring the moment, I slowly licked the head and shaft. Soon I was bathing his entire length with my tongue and taking what I could into my hot, eager mouth.

After a while he helped me up and sat me on his desk. He kissed me again, this time with reckless abandon. I felt his tongue at the back of my throat, then his mouth moved slowly to my neck and down to my b.r.e.a.s.t.s. I had never felt a warm, wet mouth and tongue a.s.sault my body like this and I was lost in infinite pleasure. I leaned back on my arms as he moved down to my thighs and kissed my sopping-wet p.u.s.s.y. I was about to climax but I decided I had to have him in me right then. I had my a.s.s on the edge of the desk as he stood in front of me. I could hardly wait for his beautiful black d.i.c.k. I suddenly wondered if I could manage to take him inside me. He was very gentle as he rubbed the head up and down my v.a.g.i.n.al lips. Then he worked just the head in and out, and I felt myself relax. Soon he was feeding more and more in and we had established a rhythm.

After a few minutes he moved his hands under my b.u.t.t and pulled me to him. I gasped as I felt his entire length slide into me. I moved my hands to his shoulders and held tight as he picked up the pace. I could hear him grunting as he thrust into me and soon his c.o.c.k pulsated as hot s.e.m.e.n poured into my engorged p.u.s.s.y. As the fluid gushed into me I felt the first wave of o.r.g.a.s.m sweep over me. It started in my groin and moved out to my abdomen and spread through my entire being. I cried out as wave after wave rushed through me, each more powerful than the last. When they finally subsided I fought to catch my breath. We looked at each other, smiled, and at the same time said, "Wow."

As I drove home I was thinking about what one of my girlfriends had said: "Once you've had black you never go back." I smiled to myself and thought that she just might be right.

-P.D., Wellesley, Ma.s.sachusetts.

Heteros in the Closet.

My girlfriend Tricia has a large family, so when I go to her house we usually don't have much privacy. One recent night when Tricia was feeling especially h.o.r.n.y, she started kissing my neck and telling me how much she loved my d.i.c.k and what she was going to do with it when she got her hands on it.

She got me so worked up that, in spite of the fact that her grandmother, her mother, and her sister were all in the house, I suggested we f.u.c.k right then and there.

"But what if someone catches us?" she protested.

"Don't worry," I a.s.sured her. "We're going to play a new game. It's called Hide the f.u.c.k."

I took her hand and led her to the closet, which is a walk-in. Once safely inside, I dropped to my knees, pulled off her panties, and sank my tongue into her sweet-tasting t.w.a.t. As I rolled my tongue up and down her p.u.s.s.y, we heard the rest of the family moving about. I don't know if that added to her excitement or not. All I know is that she began sucking her own nipples, and she never does that unless she's extremely turned on.

I continued licking until she reached a powerful climax. She came so hard I had to m.u.f.fle her cries of pleasure with my hand.

Considering the circ.u.mstances, I thought she'd be satisfied with one good o.r.g.a.s.m. Boy, was I wrong! As soon as she caught her breath, the first words out of her mouth were, "I need a d.i.c.k."

With that, she unb.u.t.toned my pants and pulled them down around my knees with a savage jerk. The head of my c.o.c.k had pushed its way past the waistband of my briefs and Tricia paused to give it a lick. Then she tore off my briefs and sucked hungrily on my b.a.l.l.s and s...o...b..red all over my d.i.c.k. When she had me on the brink of o.r.g.a.s.m, she stopped sucking and said, "Now f.u.c.k me."

I propped a laundry bag underneath her and spread her a.s.scheeks apart, exposing her shiny slit. She gasped as I entered her. I started f.u.c.king her slowly at first. About fifteen minutes into it she started yelling, "Oh, baby, I'm gonna come! Please f.u.c.k me harder, baby!"

I picked up the pace and she went over the top. I'd been holding back my o.r.g.a.s.m, and her spasms triggered it, so I exploded, too.

As soon as we finished, we dressed quickly and came out of the closet. Just then, we heard her sister call, "Tricia, where were you?" We looked at each other and burst out laughing.

-Name and address withheld.

Under the Tree.

This will be my first Christmas in the United States in three years. I'm in the military and I've been stationed overseas for a while, as was my fiance. Now we're stationed five hours away from each other, so visits are still pretty infrequent. And this being our first Christmas here together makes me particularly h.o.r.n.y.

As I sat here awaiting his arrival last night, I grew hot and wet with antic.i.p.ation, fantasizing about making love under the Christmas tree for the first time. (You see, to me, this man is my Adonis, with the greatest body and a c.o.c.k that makes my mouth water.) When he finally arrived, I played it cool as long as I could, then said, "Let's go to bed!"

Once we were in the bedroom, my mouth began to work its way down his body. He smelled so good! As I worked on him, he was rubbing my body as only he can. He sent sparks through my c.u.n.t that I felt all the way down in my toes. As we pledged our love, I slowly took his shaft into my mouth. As I sucked him off I stuck my thumb up his tight a.s.s. I was in heaven as he f.u.c.ked my face and I thumbed his b.u.m.

Next we locked in a 69 position (we love to 69 more than we love to f.u.c.k), and his tongue set my c.u.n.t on fire. He sticks his tongue deep inside me and licks my c.l.i.t like no one ever has before. The whole time he's eating me I'm still sucking him. He makes me so hot I've just got to taste his hot a.s.s.

I put him on his hands and knees and I spread his a.s.scheeks. Next I started to ream his a.s.s with my tongue. He began to moan and that sweet sound motivated me. As I teased him with my tongue, I reached around and grabbed his c.o.c.k and started to gently stroke it, and with my other hand fondled his precious b.a.l.l.s.

Then it was time to f.u.c.k!

He entered me, moving slowly at first, then picking up the pace. He f.u.c.ked me so hard my head was spinning. We banged each other until a fantastic o.r.g.a.s.m claimed us both. Then, like two cats, we licked each other clean.

Well, writing this has made me quite h.o.r.n.y and he's over near the tree now. It's almost midnight, so I guess I ought to unwrap my Christmas gift, taste it, and tend to its needs. I am so grateful to be able to spend this Christmas with my family, and most of all with my friend and lover. I just love f.u.c.king him! He's the only present I'll ever want! Merry Christmas to us and to all our fellow Forum readers!

-E.B., Stockton, California.

Trucker's Gal.

Jenny is the best lover I've ever had. She has dynamite legs, beautiful b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and a firm, plump a.s.s. Top that off with a gorgeous head of long blonde hair and a pretty face and you have an idea of why everyone thinks Jenny is so hot.

I drive a truck and I'm on the road for days at a time. Toward the end of the week I'll call Jenny and she'll ask, "When are you coming home to f.u.c.k me?" That usually gets me heading home quickly. Well, a few months ago I got stuck with a weekend trip. I asked Jenny if she wanted to ride with me. She agreed and I picked her up Friday evening on the way to load my trailer.

She opened her blouse to show me her firm t.i.ts, and I wanted her right then and there. But we were waiting our turn to get loaded, and I was afraid we would be interrupted. Instead, we kissed, and I played with her nipples until they were hard as little rocks. I got my mouth on them and sucked and licked until she moaned with desire.

We both wanted more, so I said to h.e.l.l with loading and took her back into the bunk. I pulled her tight jeans off and licked her p.u.s.s.y for all I was worth. Jenny gets wetter than any woman I have ever known, and I tried my very best to lick her dry.

It was not to be. The more I licked and sucked, the more love juices she gushed. When I took her c.l.i.t in my mouth and stuck a finger in her hungry c.u.n.t, she came with shudders and moans. Then she put her hand on my crotch and asked, "What's all this?" I knew my c.o.c.k was hard as a rock, but I hadn't realized that the front of my jeans was soaked with precome. She loosened my pants and I helped her pull them down. She took my leaking c.o.c.k in hand and said, "I'd better clean this up for you." With that, she slurped my d.i.c.k into her mouth. After two short strokes she had it all the way in. My d.i.c.k is a little bigger than average, and she is the only woman who can take it all with ease.

When Jenny gets into a rhythm she f.u.c.ks me with her mouth while fondling my b.a.l.l.s. She bobbed her head so hard that I warned her I might fill her mouth with cream (she usually likes that action better in her p.u.s.s.y). But this time, instead of stopping, she sucked all the harder and brought me to the most intense o.r.g.a.s.m of my life. The only thing that didn't come out of my d.i.c.k was my soul. She sucked every drop out and swallowed what seemed like a gallon of s.e.m.e.n.

She raised her lovely blonde head and licked up a drop of come. "No point letting anything that good go to waste," she said.

We came back to earth and, in time, got the truck loaded and went on our way. In a couple of hours we stopped for supper. Jenny turned a lot of heads by the way she rolled her a.s.s in her tight blue jeans. Also, her blouse showed some juicy cleavage. The guy at the next table practically swallowed his coffee cup. Jenny just smiled. She likes to be admired. In fact, she was well aware that there were a lot of h.o.r.n.y drivers there who wanted to do much more than look at her.

Jenny wanted all us truckers to get a good look at her cleavage. She unb.u.t.toned her blouse to reveal more t.i.t, overflowing her lacy red bra. It got my d.i.c.k stiff, knowing how badly all the other guys wanted her. Then she sauntered past the counter toward the restroom, swinging her cute little a.s.s. Every head turned as the guys watched her t.i.ts jiggle and her b.u.t.t sway. After a solid meal, seasoned with sighs and stares, we were back in the truck and on our way again. I was really worked up from Jenny's showing off in the diner.

Jenny must have read my mind. She unb.u.t.toned her blouse. Then she undid her jeans and slid them down her s.e.xy legs. In a moment, she was buck naked. She put the interior light on, and I found it quite erotic to see her nude as I drove.

Jenny put on a show for me. First she stuck two fingers in her dripping c.u.n.t. She licked one of them and put the other in my mouth. I sucked on it, and it was hard to concentrate on driving with all this going on. All the while, Jenny wore her usual sweet and innocent expression. You'd have thought she didn't know what a b.o.n.e.r was, much less what a raging b.o.n.e.r she was giving me.

There was just enough light for me to admire her tanned body as her show achieved its desired effect. When I couldn't take any more, I pulled into a fuel stop with a lot for overnight parking-well lit, but practically deserted. As we pulled in beneath the bright lights, Jenny sat up so anybody who was interested could have a look at her. I parked near a vacant truck, to get some privacy. But it wouldn't have mattered if we had been downtown at high noon. We both wanted to f.u.c.k, and nothing was going to stop us. I set the brakes, and before they took hold I had my shirt, boots, and jeans off, with my c.o.c.k sticking up. Jenny said, "Hey, big boy, what do you think you are going to do with that?" She grabbed hold of it, and pulled me closer.

I replied, "I'm going to f.u.c.k you as long and as hard as I can."

Jenny considered that a good plan. She turned and lifted up that cute little a.s.s of hers. I placed my d.i.c.k between her wet and swollen p.u.s.s.y lips and eased it halfway into her-just enough to anoint it generously with her love juices. Jenny hunched back on my p.r.i.c.k, and it sank all the way home.

She gasped with pleasure and rocked rhythmically to meet my thrusts. I pumped away happily. Jenny got her a.s.s up in the air and her head on the seat. I stroked deep and fast. Jenny came twice as I f.u.c.ked away. After that b.l.o.w.j.o.b, I was able to hold my climax for a long time. I pulled out of her and lay on my back. Jenny went down on my stiff p.r.i.c.k. She sucked it for a few minutes before crawling astride. Then she knelt with her s.n.a.t.c.h directly in line with my c.o.c.k. She took hold of it and leaned forward to kiss me as she eased her p.u.s.s.y down on my p.r.i.c.k. She knew it turned me on to taste my love juices on her lips. She sat up then, and slid down on my pole as I gently squeezed her nipples. She came instantly, closing her eyes, throwing her head back and moaning in ecstasy. Then she collapsed on me. When Jenny had rested, she got off me and rolled over onto her back, ready for more. I placed her legs on my shoulders-her favorite position. She likes me to talk dirty to her, and I told her how hot and wide open she was, like a good little s.l.u.t. I told her she had been naughty in the diner, and that I was going to give her what every trucker at the stop had wanted to.

I instructed her to look down and watch my d.i.c.k sliding in and out of her p.u.s.s.y. She climaxed again and again, gripping my waist and back to pull my p.r.i.c.k farther into her p.u.s.s.y. That turned both of us on. I f.u.c.ked like a wild man. She reached down and lubricated her index finger with the girl-come that was running down the crack of her a.s.s. She inserted her finger in my a.s.s, and I came again. We seldom climax at the same time, because we focus on each other. But when Jenny felt the first jet of my s.e.m.e.n it set her off, and it was every man and woman for him- or herself. When it was over, we licked each other thoroughly. She shouted her pleasure when my tongue explored her p.u.s.s.y. Then she stretched out beside me in the bunk. Soon we were both fast asleep.

Honk if you agree that Jenny sounds like one great f.u.c.k.

-J.M., La Crosse, Wisconsin.

Power Lunch.

I have a really s.e.xy coworker named Tom who's inspired me to explore my s.e.xuality to the fullest. We began fooling around only a few weeks ago, but I know my life will never be the same.

It all started on a lunch break. Tom asked me to go to the bank with him. I got really turned on just from being with him in his car. In the busy office, I only caught an occasional glimpse of him. Seeing his strong hands on the steering wheel made me want them on my t.i.ts. I realized I was longing for him as I waited in the car for him to do his banking. Tom has a handsome face and a gorgeous physique. When he emerged from the bank and headed for the car, I knew I had to feel that well-toned body pressed against mine. I could see the muscles in his thighs tense as he walked. When he got into the car he knew in a glance that I was aroused.

We played it cool, but underneath we both were smoldering. Tom put his hand on my upper thigh and he kept it there. I felt an intense energy flowing between us. His trousers rose like a tent, and I decided to end the charade. I placed my hand on his leg and moved it up his thigh. We were driving along the highway when I unzipped his pants. I whipped out his hard p.e.n.i.s and feasted my eyes on it. The throbbing pink head was wet, and I couldn't resist it. We were in traffic at times but we didn't even care who might see us. He drove twelve miles while I gave him a handjob. First, I gently outlined his stiff rod with my warm hand. His p.e.n.i.s was so hard against my soft skin that I found it difficult to keep from dropping my head to his lap.

When we neared the office, Tom asked where we could park. I thought fast and said, "How about across the street in the office parking lot?" By this time, neither of us was thinking very rationally. Our loins were telling us what to do. Tom pulled into the lot and parked. I eagerly moved my mouth over his pulsating d.i.c.k. Tom pulled my skirt down and encountered my panties, thoroughly soaked. He moaned that he couldn't believe how hot and wet I was. I moved my mouth down his long shaft to his hairy b.a.l.l.s. He played with my c.l.i.toris and my p.u.s.s.y. Then he slipped an artful finger well up my c.u.n.t. It slid in and out of my dripping slit like a surrogate c.o.c.k, and then I wanted the real thing. The windows were fogging up. A car drove by, but we didn't even care. Neither of us was about to stop for anything.

I took my mouth off Tom's c.o.c.k and looked into his eyes. I shucked off my panties and hung them on the rearview mirror. Tom worried aloud that we could get arrested for indecent exposure, while he removed the rest of my clothes. I straddled him, with my right leg propped on the dashboard. My p.u.s.s.y stretched wide as I poised it over his p.r.i.c.k.

I anointed his meaty hard-on with my love juices. Tom was awestruck. He hadn't expected to have a hot woman hover over him like a s.e.x fiend when he started for the bank. I gyrated my hips on his p.r.i.c.k, gripping the headrests. I worked his hot rod well into my c.u.n.t and rode it hard. Tom held my jiggling headlights and enjoyed the ride.

A car pa.s.sed by, but I was too far gone to care. Suddenly, the muscles of my c.u.n.t spasmed and I came in deep waves as Tom's p.r.i.c.k gushed j.i.s.m into me. We had to laugh later, when we realized that we had parked in front of an office building with hundreds of picture windows.

There was a huge gob of come on Tom's trousers, and he had a three o'clock meeting. I blew on it, got it hard, and brushed him clean. Literally, a b.l.o.w.j.o.b. When we got back to the office, it was business as usual.

Our relationship is still a corporate secret. However, if anyone ever opens the door to my office without knocking, there is going to be a whole lot of juicy gossip around the water cooler.

-C.R., Chicago, Illinois.

Deep Thrust.

I am very excited about something that has changed my s.e.x life forever. It all started when Daniel, my husband of eight years, decided to give me a gift. Daniel wanted to give me something I would really enjoy, so he made an appointment for me to have a ma.s.sage.

I was thrilled at the idea of being pampered in that fashion, and couldn't wait until the day I would go. Daniel said I deserved it, because I have such a hot body. He loves my long legs and my firm, high b.u.t.tocks. He also dotes on the rest of me: I have 34C b.r.e.a.s.t.s with small, hard nipples, and a beautifully shaped torso.

Daniel drove me to my ma.s.sage appointment. From the outside, the place looked more like a prestigious portrait studio. Once inside, I realized I was entering another world. Red velvet drapes hung from the ceiling and there were throngs of scantily dressed men and women milling about.

Before I could begin to imagine what kind of place this was, the woman behind the counter informed me that Thor was ready to give me my ma.s.sage. Hearing that name made me realize that this was going to be more than I had expected. By that time my heart was racing, and Daniel was smiling seductively at me.

I was a little apprehensive, but ready for anything. As the attendant led me to a private, candle-lit room, I felt my p.u.s.s.y getting extremely moist.

There was a small waterfall in one corner of the room, and its gentle sound made me feel a little more relaxed. The woman told me I should undress completely and lie down on the ma.s.sage table. I knew that Daniel was getting aroused as he watched me undress. We both were excited, waiting for a complete stranger to manipulate my body.

When Thor walked in, I was lying facedown with my a.s.s in plain view. He looked like a very masculine male model. He had long, dark hair, and his muscular thighs were barely covered by a loincloth. He introduced himself before proceeding with the ma.s.sage. Daniel took a seat in another corner of the room.

Thor poured a thin line of musky oil from my shoulder blades down to the crease of my a.s.s. As he ma.s.saged my shoulders with his powerful hands, I turned my head so that I could watch my husband. Thor kneaded my back very deeply and all the tension I felt melted away into erotic pleasure.

Thor began telling me what a beautiful body I had as he slowly slid his hands down to the small of my back. Then he said I had a perfect a.s.s; that he couldn't wait to get his hands on it. He told me his c.o.c.k had stiffened the minute he saw it. I was so excited by all this talk that my ears began buzzing. I didn't hear everything he said.

When Thor slid his big hands along my a.s.scheeks, I thought I was about to come. Daniel continued staring into my eyes as Thor manipulated the globes of my a.s.s. My p.u.s.s.y was gushing love juices onto the ma.s.sage table. I tried to keep myself from coming. I instinctively parted my legs, and I was instantly rewarded with the thrill of Thor's hand in that intimate s.p.a.ce.

He expertly slid his fingers over my p.u.s.s.y, from front to back. The sound of the waterfall and the aroma of my c.u.n.t juice filled the quiet room, creating a highly erotic altered state. Thor quickened his hand movements and then slipped two fingers up my p.u.s.s.y hole. I moaned loudly at that point, and spread my legs wider.

I continued to stare into my husband's eyes as this stranger manipulated my most private parts. Thor took some of the musky oil and lubricated my a.s.shole with it. He stuck his thumb up my a.s.s for openers, then placed the head of a vibrator at the entrance. He urged me to exert my a.s.s muscles against it.

"Push back against the vibrator like you have to..." He left the rest of the phrase unsaid, but I understood perfectly. I did as he said. The vibrator slid halfway into my r.e.c.t.u.m. I moaned in pleasure. Daniel stood, unzipped his pants, and began stroking his stiff c.o.c.k. Thor slid his fingers in and out of my p.u.s.s.y while he manipulated the vibrator in my a.s.shole. Suddenly, both holes contracted. Again involuntarily, I screamed out my ecstasy.

I had barely recovered from the intensity of my o.r.g.a.s.m when Daniel said the ma.s.sage was over, and that we must leave. Thor kissed me good-bye, and Daniel led me out.

On the way home, Daniel was breathing very rapidly and gazing at me with intense desire. In fact, he couldn't wait to get home. He pulled in at the first motel he saw, and quickly got us a room. Once inside, we stripped in record time. Daniel f.u.c.ked me three times, with overpowering pa.s.sion. We'd never made love so beautifully.

In the following week, Daniel f.u.c.ked me every chance he got. He couldn't get enough of eating my p.u.s.s.y or finger-f.u.c.king both of my holes. On that Friday, he offered to take me back for another ma.s.sage. I quickly agreed, and Daniel finger-f.u.c.ked me all the way there.

This time, Thor and another powerfully built man named Trojan ma.s.saged me while Daniel looked on. As their strong hands roamed freely over my naked body, I kept bucking my hips in the fashion of someone wanting very badly to be well f.u.c.ked. Thor fingered my p.u.s.s.y as Trojan stuck a finger up my a.s.s. Each got his mouth on one of my t.i.ts for a lovely sucking session. I enjoyed the attention of those two hunks immensely. The multiple stimulation was incredible.

Then Thor asked me to sit on his lap. I had never gone wrong doing as he asked, so I did so quite happily. He slid my very wet p.u.s.s.y down on his c.o.c.k. At the same time, Trojan placed his c.o.c.khead at the entrance to my a.s.shole. I looked forward to a double f.u.c.k right there in front of my husband. My heart was racing as I gloried in the multiple sensations of two studs' c.o.c.ks against my twin love-holes, as well as Daniel's hot stare.

As the boys both slid their c.o.c.ks into me, Daniel got up from his chair and began to kiss me pa.s.sionately. My feelings were erotic and lewd, but they made me long even more for Daniel's c.o.c.k. The two men began f.u.c.king in earnest, and I screamed out my great pleasure.

Then Daniel got into the act. He told the boys to pull their c.o.c.ks out of me, and they did so, with, I think, some reluctance on their parts. Certainly there was some on mine. But not for long. Daniel climbed on the table and gave me a good old-fashioned f.u.c.king while the professionals watched him. He f.u.c.ked with a fervor that took my breath away.

I raised my legs up over his shoulders, and joyfully pounded my pelvis right back at him. Daniel couldn't get enough of this. Again and again he f.u.c.ked me, both in my p.u.s.s.y and in my a.s.shole. There were times that I lost track of which hole he was hosing. The sensations were overwhelming. I came repeatedly, and Daniel's hot come overflowed from both my v.a.g.i.n.a and my a.s.s.

Since that week, Daniel and I have been regular visitors to the s.e.x club. I have never known him to be so loving and pa.s.sionate. As kinky as it may sound, it's an intimate bonding experience all couples should experience.