-J.T., Los Angeles, California.

Mighty Multiples.

I've wanted to write this letter for a long time now. I am a twenty-six-year-old woman of medium height, with strong, shapely legs and a very s.e.xy a.s.s. I've been multio.r.g.a.s.mic since my first s.e.xual experience, when I was nineteen. That first time, I came seven times within a half hour. s.e.x has only gotten better since. I come easily, just thinking about something s.e.xy. I don't even need to touch myself.

My last boyfriend could make me come just by kissing my nipples. I often had several o.r.g.a.s.ms as he thrust his c.o.c.k in and out of my t.w.a.t. He could bring me off secretly in public, just by reaching around and pulling the waistband of my panties up so that the crotch pressed against my c.l.i.t.

s.e.x with him was wonderful, but he had a small p.e.n.i.s. Although I came easily, the o.r.g.a.s.ms I experienced were not as strong as I wanted them to be.

That all changed when I got involved with my current boyfriend. Bruce and I were friends before we became lovers. But one day he told me that he'd always had great difficulty bringing his ex-girlfriend to a climax. I very nearly came just listening to him when he described what he used to do with her, and I decided then and there I must be his lover. I felt sorry that such a sensitive and thoughtful guy could not accomplish what he desired. When I revealed to him that I was multio.r.g.a.s.mic, one thing led to another and soon we were making out.

I quickly found myself in bed with Bruce. I discovered that he was very curious to see if I was fibbing about being multio.r.g.a.s.mic. We had only been necking for a few minutes when I stiffened, grasped his shoulders tight, and came. Bruce was delighted. Soon-and with my enthusiastic cooperation-he had me completely undressed. He paused to admire my body and then began to gently touch my nipples. That set me off again.

He was intrigued by my ability to come so easily. When I finally saw his p.e.n.i.s, I found it hard to believe he would have trouble making any woman come. It was quite long and thick, and it was exquisitely shaped.

Bruce was excited at how wet I was. He placed the tip of his p.e.c.k.e.r between my l.a.b.i.a. I was already on the verge of coming when he stroked the wide head against my c.l.i.t. Then he began to slide that salami into my p.u.s.s.y. Although it entered easily, I could feel that it was the biggest p.r.i.c.k I'd ever had in my v.a.g.i.n.a. Once the head was in, I began having powerful contractions. I clutched his shoulders and screamed for more. Bruce fed me the rest of his c.o.c.k, but for that first time he had to keep an inch out of my p.u.s.s.y. As he worked his thick pole in and out, I kept on coming. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to stop. It was amazing. The fact that I'm multio.r.g.a.s.mic doesn't mean I can't recognize a good lover.

From the first moment he touched me, I knew that Bruce was talented. My head was spinning, and I knew I couldn't get enough of his p.r.i.c.k. Bruce just kept whispering, "That's it, baby, keep coming on my big c.o.c.k." And I did, drenching his meat with my s.e.x juice.

My internal muscles clutched his hard p.e.n.i.s and wouldn't let go until I had come about ten times. Bruce held on, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of power that my o.r.g.a.s.ms gave him. He finally turned loose and plunged his meat as far as it would go, blasting creamy j.i.s.m into my c.u.n.t. He groaned and whispered how great my wet p.u.s.s.y felt, and collapsed into my arms.

After a few minutes of rest, Bruce brought his face down to my well-f.u.c.ked p.u.s.s.y and regarded it with fascination. He was soon eating me out, and I came another three times. I thought I was spent, but ten minutes later I was ready for more!

My girlfriends think I'm lying when I tell them about my o.r.g.a.s.ms. Most of them have never had more than five o.r.g.a.s.ms at any one time. I'd like to hear about any experiences of other multio.r.g.a.s.mic women. I know I'm not the only one. Thanks, Forum, for letting me express myself. Please continue with your fabulous publication.

-T.M., Rochester, New York.

Joystick Lovers.

Sometimes my lover and I play a game of seduction. We usually do it when Stephen is preoccupied. For example, last night Stephen was playing an intense interstellar war game on his computer. Even though he seemed totally into it, I noticed him checking me out when I walked by.

That might have been because I was wearing my new and revealing teddy. Stephen is crazy about my a.s.s, which he tells me is perfectly sculpted. I also have very big t.i.ts and long blonde hair.

Stephen is also a big fan of s.e.xy lingerie. He lost a couple of s.p.a.cecraft to the aliens when he eyeballed me. He went back to the game, but I kept in close proximity to him.

I pulled up a chair next to his, and I saw the tension mount as Stephen tried to keep his eyes on the game. I arched my back and placed my long legs on the computer table. This stretched my teddy. My l.a.b.i.a peeked out.

Well, that lost Stephen his most important warship. He sighed heavily when I nibbled his ear, but he smiled and kept on playing as if I were only a mild distraction.

The bulge in his pants told me that a lot more was going on. I unb.u.t.toned his shirt and allowed my hands to glide freely across his magnificent chest.

I slid my hands down his firm abdomen and grasped his joystick. It was rock-hard. After many explosions, I had apparently won the game.

Stephen turned off the computer. I sat there in my teddy, looking as innocent as possible. I knew he was really worked up, and I looked forward to his next move. He pulled me close and kissed me. My body trembled at his touch.

He asked me to lean over the table. When I did so, he rubbed and kissed my a.s.s. I reacted by pushing my crotch back to him. He ran his tongue up and down the crease of my a.s.s. At the same time, he ma.s.saged my c.l.i.t. He stroked and slid his fingers all around, and I squirmed in delight.

Stephen stuck his tongue into my p.u.s.s.y, then started probing it. The sensation was incredible. I was getting French-kissed in my s.n.a.t.c.h. I came in a few seconds, my legs clamping down on his hand while I climaxed over and over again.

Then I moved my head down and swirled my tongue around each of his nipples and every square inch of his chest and belly. He pulled down the front of my teddy while kissing me, and my b.r.e.a.s.t.s bounced out. He paused to look at them with a really h.o.r.n.y expression on his face, then licked the nipples.

I couldn't wait any longer. I pulled his pants down to reveal his black Jockeys. His erect p.e.n.i.s throbbed in my hand. I took it between my t.i.ts and began to f.u.c.k him with my soft cleavage. I caught sight of his pulsating purple c.o.c.khead, and I knew what I wanted to do.

In midstroke, I tilted my head to face the k.n.o.b. Each time it poked out from between my b.r.e.a.s.t.s, I sucked it into my mouth. This drove Stephen crazy. When I looked into his eyes as I swallowed his c.o.c.khead, Stephen began moaning. It was hard to make out, but I think he said something about wanting to f.u.c.k me good.

He was about to come in my mouth, but he pulled me up so he could kiss me once again. I threw my arm over his computer and braced myself against the table. Then I grabbed his c.o.c.k and m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed myself with it. I greedily rubbed my c.l.i.t with the fat helmet of his p.r.i.c.k and flung my head back. My hips involuntarily began to buck.

Stephen plunged deep inside me, and my well-lubricated c.u.n.t was wide open for that hot c.o.c.k. I lay back on the table while he pulled me closer to him, and I wrapped my legs tight around his waist. With each of his thrusts, I thrust my blonde mound up on his c.o.c.k. My hips rose up off the table. I was perpendicular to his c.o.c.k, and I rubbed it deep inside my womb. When I came again, my legs locked around him so tightly that I could feel his strong thighs against my a.s.scheeks. His p.r.i.c.k throbbed, and he shot his hot liquid against the walls of my c.u.n.t.

No man has ever made me feel the way he does. Afterward, we held each other close for a long time. Stephen may spend a lot of time in front of the computer, but there's nothing virtual about our s.e.x life.

-D.S., Sacramento, California.

Know the Way to San Jose?

The year was 1994. The place was San Jose. I first met Janice at work. I didn't know who she was but she had the finest-looking a.s.s I'd seen in a long time, and the most beautiful face in the plant.

The first time I had a chance to talk to her she was trying to get something off a high shelf but, being only about five feet tall, couldn't reach it. I walked up behind her and asked her if she needed any help. She just looked at me and smiled. So I got down the things she needed. A week later we began to talk on break, and at lunch we would sit in my car and have a smoke. Two more weeks went by before a friend of mine asked me if Janice's p.u.s.s.y was any good.

"How should I know?" I retorted. "I'm not f.u.c.king her."

"From what I hear you are," he said.

So at lunchtime I asked Janice about the rumors going around about us. She told me that she'd heard the same thing.

"Well," I asked, "are we having fun f.u.c.king?"

Janice told me that we would have to try it out and see. The next day at lunch we got into my car and took a little drive to a nice spot away from everyone at work. Just like that Janice leaned over and started kissing me. The next thing I knew Janice was unzipping my pants and trying to fish my d.i.c.k out. Once she had it out she leaned over and wrapped her lips around the head, then started sucking it. "Man, I haven't felt anything that good in a long time, baby," I told her.

Janice sure could give good head. She would suck me all the way in and then slowly let the shaft slide out until just the head of my d.i.c.k was between her lips, at which point she would tongue the underside of my shaft. As time went by she sucked me deep inside her mouth and started to hum. The vibration was too much for me to hold back any longer so she pulled back until only the head of my d.i.c.k was in her mouth, and I let loose. I could tell that she liked the taste of come, for she sucked and sucked until there wasn't a drop of come left in my b.a.l.l.s. When she had finished sucking my ball dry she asked me if she was any good at sucking d.i.c.k.

"You're the best, baby!" I told her. That was the first time but it would not be the last.

As time went on we had fun anyplace we could. The second time we got together was at work inside the plant. There was a nice little spot that only Janice and I knew about. We rendezvoused there on her birthday. I told her that I had a big birthday present for her. She just smiled and put her arms around me. She kissed me and reached for my d.i.c.k, which was hard as a rock inside my pants. She broke the kiss and told me that my d.i.c.k was all she wanted for her birthday. I told her that it was all hers any time she wanted it. Janice then dropped to her knees, unbuckled my pants, and started sucking on my d.i.c.k.

It was nice and hard when I pulled her up to her feet and started kissing her hard and fast. I undid her pants, turned her around, bent her over, and pressed my d.i.c.k against her p.u.s.s.y, which was dripping wet. I slid my d.i.c.k up and down her p.u.s.s.y lips three or four times, then Janice pushed back against my d.i.c.k as hard as she could, forcing about half of my d.i.c.k inside her. She looked at me and said, "I want all of your c.o.c.k inside of me now, baby."

Well, I couldn't just let her do without so I pushed the rest of my d.i.c.k inside. All at once her p.u.s.s.y got really wet and my d.i.c.k started sliding in and out. After about fifteen minutes I was about to shoot my come when she pulled my d.i.c.k out, turned around, dropped to her knees, and sucked my d.i.c.k until my b.a.l.l.s went dry. After we got dressed we kissed and she told me that she didn't want me to come in her p.u.s.s.y. "I just love the taste of come in my mouth," she said. "Besides, I really don't want to get pregnant."

The next time we got together was at Christmastime. At the time I had an old van with a bed in the back that was just right for f.u.c.king, sucking, and eating p.u.s.s.y. Everybody at the plant had been invited to the annual Christmas party in the office. Janice and I left after a few drinks so we could enjoy a more private party.

We parked in front of a house in a residential neighborhood and blew a joint to get in the right mood. There we were, stoned out of our heads, having a good old time. Unb.u.t.toning her top, I unsnapped her bra and started playing with her t.i.ts and sucking on her nipples. Then I took off her jeans and sat her on the bed so I could lick her p.u.s.s.y. When I spread her legs I got a real close look at her pubic hair, so thick and bushy you could hardly see her c.l.i.t. I just love to eat p.u.s.s.y.

I started slowly licking the lips with the tip of my tongue. Janice put her hands behind my head and tried to force my tongue deeper inside her p.u.s.s.y but I reached up, pulled her hands off of my head, and told her I wanted to do it my way. Janice's p.u.s.s.y was getting so wet that her love juice was starting to run down the crack of her a.s.s onto her pretty little brown eye. I didn't want any of her juice to go to waste so I just licked it off her b.u.t.thole. That really turned her on. I could hardly hold her a.s.s still.

Janice started talking dirty to me, saying things like, "Oh, baby, eat my a.s.shole, baby. Lick it. Now rub your c.o.c.khead up and down my p.u.s.s.y lips, baby. Please f.u.c.k me now. Please, baby." I started pushing my c.o.c.k in inch by inch, but then she put her legs around me, pulling me in until she had every bit of my eight inches and I could feel my b.a.l.l.s resting against the cheeks of her a.s.s. We were f.u.c.king so hard that my d.i.c.k slipped out of her p.u.s.s.y and hit her a.s.shole with full force. To my surprise my d.i.c.k slid right in until my b.a.l.l.s rested against her pretty little a.s.s. Then she really went wild.

It didn't take long at all for me to come. She tightened up her a.s.shole and I didn't think she would ever let me come, but when the first drop hit her r.e.c.t.u.m she let my b.a.l.l.s drain dry. I couldn't believe that she could take eight inches of d.i.c.k up her a.s.s. I also couldn't believe that we were parked in front of someone's house, buck naked in broad daylight, f.u.c.king and sucking inside my van.

We sat around for about ten minutes. Then she wanted to start up again. I told her that the only way I could get hard again was for her to start sucking my d.i.c.k, and that is just what she did. Janice sucked and sucked and wouldn't give up until she got that last load of come down her throat. Well, after that I couldn't get another hard-on to save my life.

The last time Janice and I got together was at a park outside San Jose. The afternoon was cool and cloudy. I took some black-and-white photos, which I still have to remind me of Janice and the last time I saw her. The real reason I took my camera along was so that I could take some pictures of Janice naked in my van sucking on my d.i.c.k, but I just couldn't get up the nerve to ask her to do it for me. I will say one thing, we sure had one h.e.l.l of a nice time that night. We went for a walk and smoked a joint or two, then headed back to the van to do some good old-fashioned f.u.c.king and sucking.

This time Janice was not wearing a bra or panties. I stripped off her jeans and turned her around in a 69 with her on top of me. This time when she started coming I didn't have to worry about losing a single drop of her sweet p.u.s.s.y juice because it was running like water into my mouth. What a taste her p.u.s.s.y had that night! It tasted so good I didn't want to stop eating. But I began to tease her p.u.s.s.y with the head of my d.i.c.k, sliding the head up and down her p.u.s.s.y lips until she was begging me to f.u.c.k her. I began to slowly inch my d.i.c.k in. She was trying to pull my hard d.i.c.k in farther by wrapping her legs around me but I wasn't letting her. I kept my back as stiff as I could to stop her from pulling me all the way in. At the same time I was sucking on her t.i.ts, making her hotter and hotter.

Janice was like a f.u.c.king machine. She was bucking her hips until I could feel my b.a.l.l.s bouncing off her pretty little a.s.s, and when I shot my load into her wet p.u.s.s.y she began to shake all over. After we finished the first round we got dressed, went for another walk and had another smoke, and returned to the van to talk. However, it quickly became obvious that talking was the last thing on her mind. Janice told me she wanted to taste my come this time. She sucked and licked my d.i.c.k for what seemed like half an hour before I felt ready to shoot my load again. Then she started sucking harder than ever.

She got her wish-and then some-that night in my van, and my d.i.c.k gets hard every time I think about it. No one in this world but Janice and I knows what went on that night.

A few weeks later I was offered a job in Detroit that was too good an opportunity to pa.s.s up. I tried to talk Janice into moving to Detroit with me, but she wasn't interested. Too bad. I would have been very happy living with her and getting my d.i.c.k sucked any time I wanted to.

-J.G., Detroit, Michigan.

Euphoric Harmony.

I've been an avid reader of your magazine for quite some time now. It's proved to be a lot more interesting over the past few months.

I've been dating Dirk now for several months. Both of us enjoy reading the letters to each other, which has always heated up the mood. I'm an attractive twenty-two-year-old brunette with a shapely figure. He enjoys listening to me read letters aloud while we're in bed and I'm squirming around in something slinky. Or better yet, nothing at all.

One weekend while we were still getting to know each other we decided to escape to the California coast. We ended up in Mendocino. The weather was beautiful so it really set the mood. We checked into a local hotel that happened to have the honeymoon suite available. It had every amenity imaginable for lovers. Besides the king-size bed, its best a.s.set was the spalike sunken bathroom with a skylight.

After checking in we decided to eat lunch at a restaurant overlooking the ocean. It was very romantic to be in such a beautiful place with a great lover. My mind began to wander and I began envisioning doing things that were not permitted in a public place. A flush of sensation came over me and I could feel my face getting warm. Dirk recognized the l.u.s.tful look in my eyes and immediately asked for the check so we could get the h.e.l.l out of there. During the entire drive back to the hotel, my body was radiating an intense s.e.xual aura that I have never before experienced. Dirk could sense the s.e.xual vibes, because the whole time he kept one hand on the wheel and one hand on my crotch.

As soon as we arrived back at the hotel he couldn't strip me down fast enough. All he left on was the pair of black G-string panties I had been wearing. I hopped up on the bed with the latest issue of Forum and began to read a letter about a couple who enjoyed f.u.c.king in all sorts of erotic places. Stripped down to his bikini underwear, Dirk was getting really worked up. He couldn't keep his hands off me. He began to caress my creamy white b.r.e.a.s.t.s, paying special attention to the hard pink nipples. I melted under his fingertips. He seemed amazed by the heat my body was giving off. Gently he ran his fingers down between my b.r.e.a.s.t.s and over my tan stomach. My body began to shudder as he slipped two fingers under my G-string and into my very wet p.u.s.s.y. At first he moved them slowly, as if getting to know my velvet-soft c.u.n.t. Soon the rhythm grew faster. So did my breathing. I gave myself to him completely. Before I knew what would happen next he had straddled my face, putting us in the 69 position. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was staring at the biggest, hardest c.o.c.k I had ever seen. I began to lick the head like it was a lollipop, the only one of its kind. After a few seconds of kissing and teasing I worked the entire shaft into my mouth. Meanwhile, Dirk was licking and nibbling at the wet pink lips of my p.u.s.s.y. Our bodies moved together in euphoric harmony as we f.u.c.ked each other with wet tongues and lips.

That's when things really started to get hot. I was so overwhelmed by the wonderful feeling of his tongue searching out my o.r.g.a.s.m that I practically begged him to let me feel his c.o.c.k up my steamy wet love-box. He was more than happy to oblige my anxious request. He quickly swung his body around and rammed his stiff d.i.c.k right up my waiting c.u.n.t. I cried out Dirk's name loudly. His throbbing p.r.i.c.k felt huge as he thrust it in and out of me wildly. I was afraid the whole hotel would hear our moans and cries of pa.s.sion. He took me to the outermost limits of ecstasy, bringing me to o.r.g.a.s.m over and over again. By this time I didn't care if the whole block heard us.

Next Dirk positioned me on the bed directly in front of a huge mirror located on one wall of the bedroom. He stepped in front of me and told me to watch his thick c.o.c.k pump in and out of my sticky c.u.n.t. As I watched his c.o.c.k appear and disappear, I began to fantasize that I was watching us star in our own p.o.r.n movie. Seeing him move swiftly in and out of me brought me to o.r.g.a.s.m again. I was so excited that my heart pounded violently against my chest. I begged Dirk to come. I wanted to see his milky-white fluid spurt out all over.

It didn't take long for my wish to be granted. He exploded in a volcanic eruption. Moaning and breathless as I stroked his c.o.c.k for every last drop of come, he collapsed on the bed. Our bodies were tingling with the aftereffects of our experience. I knew it was something neither one of us would ever forget.

Still half-dazed, Dirk carried me to the sunken bathtub. But that's another story in itself.

-J.M., Colusa, California.

He Keeps it Coming.

Once in a lifetime a good thing comes along, and it pays to never quit trying, because who knows what the future will bring? My good thing came along during my second tour in Germany, and it proved to be my best. I had met her two years earlier, and from the moment we met I knew I had to have her. She possessed the fire and spirit that stirs a man's heart and soul as well as his loins. We hit it off from the beginning, but I tried to keep my l.u.s.t under control.

During my deployment to the Middle East I kept in touch through steamy letters, often detailing every inch of her luscious body that my mouth was watering for. Upon my return we renewed our flirting game, and feelings that had always been under the surface started to bubble up. Over many lunches we planned our first encounter.

My job in the military allows me the use of my own office. On the night that was to be one to remember, we met outside my office. We greeted each other with long-awaited hugs and kisses, and it wasn't long before my manhood rose. My partner suggested we go inside, and once we were there the kisses became hotter and heavier. My pa.s.sion level surpa.s.sed any I have ever known. I rained kisses down her neck, and as I took her pear-shaped breast in my mouth I longed to taste the rest of her fruit. l.u.s.t overtook us. Holding my member firmly in her hand, she guided me into her heated v.a.g.i.n.a. With long, slow strokes I made a dream come true for me and my lover, as her moans echoed approval.

I licked my way down her body, breaking the bond between our organs only to replace it with my mouth and tongue. I savored the sweet smell as I began to kiss and lick every open area of her love-pit, bringing her once again over the edge. Her juices slowly trickled out as I tried to catch every drop of her offering. She softly moaned for me to take her from the rear.

Once again entering my lover, I began to ride as never before. I lost count of the number of times my partner washed me with her love juice. One position led to another before I finally gave her a full load of my love juice as our moans echoed throughout the office.

As my p.e.n.i.s once again became alert to the situation, she sat me back in my chair and took the opportunity to inspect my member with her tongue and mouth. She licked and sucked me to a high men only dream of. Then, leaning me back in the chair, she mounted me and took me to the hilt in one movement.

The chair rocked wildly as we moved in unison. Eventually we moved to the floor. Our love match continued unabated until we finally moaned, climaxed, and collapsed together. Looking into each other's eyes, we knew we wouldn't let two more years go by before we got together again.

-Name and address withheld.

Calipers Don't Lie.

Occasionally I read your magazine at my girlfriend's house. I used to think that the letters were just too unbelievable to be true, but then last summer I had an experience that changed my life forever. Now I'm a believer. Here is my story.

I am a very attractive twenty-five-year-old with large b.r.e.a.s.t.s and a good figure. My husband is four years older and we've been married for four years with a good s.e.x life of at least three to four times a week. We live in a nice town in Rhode Island.

One night last summer my husband's car broke down on his way home from work. Since he was unable to take time off from work, we agreed that he would borrow my car the next day and I would call in sick. I decided to sleep late the next morning.

I was awakened by a strange noise outside my bedroom window. Through the slightly parted venetian blinds I was able to see Tim, our eighteen-year-old next-door neighbor, masturbating in the bushes between our houses. I was fascinated by the size of this guy's p.e.n.i.s, which looked nearly as big as my husband's, who had the largest p.e.n.i.s I had ever seen. It was also as heavily veined as my husband's.