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A Scare-ifying Halloween Story

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Well, not really. But since it’s Halloween, I thought I would tell a story of a Halloween party we went to a few years back. Or, more accurately, the aftermath.

The year that Jill and I started dating, we were invited to a Halloween party at a local hotel. It was a very elaborate party with about a hundred guests, all in costume. Jill and I dressed up as vampires, complete with formalwear, ghost-white greasepaint, and plastic fangs, and had a great time. There was plenty of food and drink, music and dancing, and great conversation when the music wasn’t too loud.

By ten-thirty, I was pretty much done with the party, and I’m pretty sure Jill was too. However, I was hoping to thank the couple who threw the party, and they seemed occupied, so we decided to take a walk around the hotel. Once we’d made our way around the ground floor, we decided to venture upstairs. We found an elevator and chose a floor at random, then took a walk through a nondescript hallway. At the end of the hallway was a window that looked out on the freeway and, having literally run out of places to go, we gazed out of it for a moment.

“Want to make out?” Jill asked. I kissed her, and before we got too carried away, we moved into the small area between the hallway and the staircase so that people walking down the hallway wouldn’t be able to see us. We resumed making out, secure in the knowledge that we were hidden from view. We kissed long and passionately, and without realizing exactly how or when, my hand found itself massaging Jill’s breasts. Soon she took my hand and moved it down her black dress, letting it rest between her legs. I felt her heat mere inches away from my fingertips and pulled up her dress, my hands touching her stockings on the way up.

Eventually I came upon her black silk panties, and I caressed her through them. As we continued to kiss, she reached down and pulled her panties aside, allowing me access to her slippery wet pussy. As I played with her, she took her mouth off of mine and sighed deeply, her hair tickling my neck and the side of my face. I continued to play with her, feeling her wetness as my fingers found their way inside her while my thumb strummed her tiny-yet-erect clit.

After a few minutes more, we decided that we had tempted arrest long enough, and headed back downstairs. Rather than returning to the party or thanking our hosts, we got out of there. At home, we took a hot, steamy shower in order to scrub all of our makeup off, then got into bed. Although no longer dressed as vampires, we paid special attention to each other’s necks that night.

-Jack

My Toy Box

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I’m a woman who likes toys. Unlike my husband, who has littered our home with a wide assortment of action figures, the toys I like are of the adult variety.

Last weekend Jack, well aware of my love of toys, surprised me with a Halloween present: A large gift bag containing two autumn-scented candles, and two wonderful toys. (I tried to include pictures in this post, but for some reason I couldn’t get them to work.)

The first one was the Hop’n Rabbit Stroker. I have owned a couple rabbits, and always enjoyed them. The shaft is very sturdy and you can use them while lying on your back, or you can ride them. In fact, it was Mia Wallace’s story of riding her rabbit while giving her husband Vincent a blowjob that really made me miss owning one. Unfortunately, the ones that I owned got used so much that their motors eventually burned out. But I have a feeling this one is going to take much more of a licking before it stops ticking. Not only does this toy have the standard vibrating shaft and the rabbit designed to stimulate your clit, it also actually thrusts in and out, which I enjoy more than my previous rabbit’s rotating feature. There’s also a setting where you can set the vibration and thrusting to random and really makes things unpredictable. So far I haven’t used this setting as just turning the toy full blast works great! In fact, we tried Mia’s idea, and it blew me away. Such an amazing orgasm!

The second one was the Royal Princess G-spot stimulator. I’ve never had a vibrator designed specifically for the G-spot before, but I love having my G-spot stimulated. When Jack makes me come by playing with my G-spot, it always leads to intense and very explosive orgasms. I love coming this way, but due to the location of the G-spot I’ve never been able to find it on my own. I’m hoping that, with this toy, I will be able to. It’s appears to be perfectly-angled to reach my G-spot, and the controls are easy to reach while using it. There are seven settings, including a slow vibration, a faster vibration, and even pulse. It reminds me of our food processor. Unfortunately, I don’t know how well this toy works, because I have been enjoying my Hop’n Rabbit Stroker nonstop since I got it. But it’s got a tiny happy face on the end of it, which I thought was a nice touch.

Now, on to my older toys…

Jack got me an Eroscillator a couple Christmases ago, after my second rabbit died. Unlike the rabbit, the Eroscillator doesn’t run on batteries. It has a twelve-foot cord and never stops working at an inconvenient time, like right before orgasm. It’s quieter than I expected, too, which is surprising considering how powerful the Eroscillator is. There are a ton of attachments, with names like “French Legionnaire’s Moustache”, and “Grapes and Cockscomb”. They all do different things, although I usually use one or two of the attachments that stimulate the clit. In fact, when I looked through the attachments earlier this week, a couple of them still had the “remove before using” tags attached. The Eroscillator is a great toy, but it’s not the kind of toy you can ride. But because most of the attachments are narrow, you can put it between yourself and your partner while you’re having sex face to face, and stimulate both of you.

This is called the Classix Butterfly. You put it on under your clothes, and place the little vibrating butterfly in the right spot, and you control the vibrator itself with an attached remote control thing. I’m not sure where this toy came from, exactly, although I’ve owned it longer than I’ve known Jack. It’s pretty weak, and although I store it in the top drawer of my nightstand, I haven’t used it in years, and I’m not really planning to, either.

The Magic Touch Bullet Mini is fun for its size, though nowhere near as powerful as the rabbit or the Eroscillator. But it’s inconspicuous and can be thrown into a purse or pants pocket when a larger toy might attract attention.

Finally, I thought I would share the inscription on Jack’s Halloween card: “Hope this Halloween makes you scream!” It’s much funnier when you consider what was in the gift bag.

-Jill

Porn and Pizza

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We were originally planning an entry on sex toys for yesterday or today, but Jill’s work schedule has made it impossible for her to write anything, and unfortunately she’ll probably be too busy through the end of the week to write anything beyond the briefest of entries. She’ll probably get around to it when her schedule allows, but in the meantime I figured I’d fill the void and write about something else, namely porn and pizza.

We held our first porn and pizza party in summer of 2006. We’d been talking about doing it for at least six months, half-joking, in whispered conversations with friends who, like us, watched porn and weren’t too “proper” to talk about it. I’d gotten the idea from a 2002 movie called Porn ‘n Chicken, based on a club at Yale University that would gather regularly to watch porn and eat Popeye’s Chicken. Since I like pizza better than I like chicken – and since the resulting change was alliterative and therefore catchier-sounding – I began talking about having a porn and pizza party.

At the first party, which we held at Jill’s place, we ordered a couple pizzas from a local restaurant we both liked, and served wine, beer and liquor in addition to soda and water. We watched a couple movies from our DVD collection, and sort of heckled the bad dialogue and plot contrivances, while no doubt wishing we were all tipsy enough to have a giant orgy. When the pizza was eaten and the movies were over, those still sober enough to drive left, while those who weren’t crashed in the guest room (and you know who you are).

Our second porn and pizza party took place in December of 2006. We tried to make it a Christmas-themed affair, but I was only able to find one holiday-related film to show; the other movies we planned to show were unrelated. However, keeping with the theme, we played ambient Christmas music at a low volume throughout the evening. Pizza and libations were more or less the same as they had been at the previous party, and once again we began by watching the movies, laughing at the incompetent acting and dialogue, eating pizza and killing a few bottles of wine.

By the time the pizza was eaten or put away, we had moved on to our second movie of the night. So focused was I on the on-screen happenings that I was the last to notice that it had grown quiet in the room, thanks to two of our guests putting on their own live-action porn film on the couch. Their display, which consisted of the wife giving oral sex to the husband, had everyone else’s attention, and after processing what was happening the rest of us quickly followed suit. After awhile, it was clear that the party had to move to its next logical stage, but no one knew how to start. Finally someone asked if they could use the guest bed. We all went to our own neutral corners, as it were, with Jill and I retreating to our room, and the other couple taking the couch. It was definitely the most fun Christmas party I can remember.

We held our third party in April of last year. Other than the Christmas music, it happened pretty much like the previous one: Porn on television, pizza, wine and beer, followed by head on the couch and sex in private. I would have loved to have had the nerve to suggest that we all stay in the living room, but I figured that if anyone else was into that idea, surely someone would have brought it up. Once we were in our room, going at it wantonly on the bed, the sounds – as well as the thoughts – of what our guests were doing elsewhere, proved an amazing turn-on, leading to what Jill said at the time was the most intense orgasm she had ever had. And me, too.

We hoped to have subsequent parties a bit more often, but our move out of the area (and renting Jill’s old place) meant getting together with our friends less often than we would like. The closest we’ve come was when we had one couple over for dinner and drinks this past New Year’s Eve. There was no pizza, and no plans for porn until the other husband suggested it. We watched a movie until about five minutes to midnight, when we switched it to one of the local stations so we could watch the countdown to the New Year. We planned to put the movie back on, and hopefully have some same-room oral sex at the very least, but by the time we were through watching whichever flavor-of-the-week band was performing on delay from New York, our guests were exhausted and went to bed. It was, very likely, the end of a (short-lived) era.

On the rare occasion that another porn and pizza party is brought up, it’s back to being spoken of in a whispered, half-joking manner. Nonetheless, these get-togethers were exhilarating and fun, and help reinforce the notion that having sex in the next room can be just as hot as doing it in the very same room.

-Jack

A Quick Entry, But Not About a Quickie

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The last time we had sex was Tuesday night. We planned to have sex Monday, but at a fantastic dinner with Vincent and Mia that night, Jill had a little too much to drink. Although she sobered up fairly quick once we got home, she had a pretty bad migraine and we were both tired. So we decided to have sex Tuesday in order to make up for it, especially given that Jill’s schedule for the rest of the week might make sex difficult.

When I got home from work on Tuesday, I sent her an e-mail explaining in detail what I planned to do with her when she got home, and what I wanted her to do with me. Before she left work for the day she replied to my e-mail, leaving no question that she was as ready as I was.

I lit a couple votive candles and placed them on our nightstands. Then I turned on the bathtub faucet, and while it was filling I found a tub of bath salts Jill likes and sprinkled some into the
bath water.

As the bathtub filled, I went out into the living room and opened the blinds to await Jill’s arrival. As I saw her car pull into the driveway, I became aroused in anticipation of what was to come. I met her at the door and kissed her, and as soon as she set her purse down I took her hand and led her down the hall.

We paused in the bathroom doorway. The bathtub was almost completely filled, and very exciting. I undressed her, and she climbed into the tub. After a moment, she asked if I was going to join her. I politely declined, deflecting her words of disappointment by explaining that the bath was all for her. Besides, our tub isn’t nearly big enough to accommodate both of us without displacing half of the water.

I stood nearby as she relaxed in the bath, and we talked about her day at work, and mine. She enjoyed a nice, long bath, then she got out and I dried her off, and it was off to the bedroom.

It was nice to make love, for a change. And I’m a guy who rarely, if ever, uses the expression “make love” to describe sex.

-Jack

Women On Top

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I would like to share a story that I have enjoyed for many years. It’s from a book called Woman on Top, which is a collection of women’s sexual fantasies. I first heard of this book in college when a friend told me about it. The story in question is one of my favorites in the book, and inspired my first real fantasies about two men having me at once.

When I met Jack, I was surprised to find that he owned this book. He had also first read it while in college. His girlfriend at the time had heard about it and suggested that he buy a copy. Although he had read this particular story and liked it, it wasn’t one of his favorites. Now, though, I think he likes it more, probably because he knows how much I like it.

Here’s the story. I bet it will turn you on!

One of my favorite fantasies, which has yet to come true, is about my boyfriend (Jack) and this friend of mine who I’m very attracted to, Ben. Jack and Ben decide to surprise me for my birthday by taking me to a cottage on the lake near my home for the weekend. Just the three of us are there to celebrate all weekend. We go swimming most of the day and lie out on the beach. As we are walking back to the cottage, Jack tells me that he and Ben have another surprise for me. They are going to tease and fuck me until I can’t take any more. (See, I usually last quite long, meaning Jack tires first; after about four hours I can still keep going but he can’t.) So they got this brainstorm that with twice the pleasure, I’ll tire sooner and at about the same time as them.

So we get to the cottage and go in and sit in front of the fireplace. We drink the champagne Ben bought and talk, and then Jack says, “Let’s play strip poker, loser not only has to take off a piece of clothing but also kiss someone (the guys me, me the guys) anywhere on their body.” Ben and I agree, so the game begins. Needless to say, by the time the game ends (all the clothes off), the three of us are so horny that there are no other thoughts but getting off and having a great time doing it.

So while I’m kissing Jack, he’s playing with my nipples, and Ben is kissing his way down to my cunt. Jack is kissing my breasts and telling me how beautiful I am, and Ben is licking my pussy,and you can hear the slurping noise. Then he looks up, pauses and smiles and dives back down. I’m going crazy. I have one man sucking my tits and one man sucking my cunt. As I’m getting ready to come, I’m thrashing all over the floor, but both of them hold on and never miss a lick. And what an orgasm I have too! My whole body is alive and tingling from being touched and petted all over by four hands and two mouths.

As Ben lies down on his back to catch his breath, I scramble around and get down on my hands and knees and lick all over that beautiful cock. As I really get into sucking him off, Jack gets behind me and enters me, which really gets me going. While Jack is thrusting his cock in and out and in and out of my dripping cunt, I’m sucking Ben’s cock for all I’m worth. As Ben starts to reach orgasm, it makes me worse. So when Ben starts flooding my throat with his delicious come, I’m coming and squeezing Jack’s cock, and then all that wetness, and hot, clutching cunt brings Jack right over the edge, and we all collapse in orgasm.

The idea of both these men, whom I love very much, sharing me and loving me together is the biggest turn-on there is for me. No one else knows about this yet. I’ll probably tell Jack soon and see what he thinks.

Did it turn you on?

-Jill

Tales From the Bookshelf

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I thought about doing another entry along the lines of Jill’s “What I’m Reading…” entry from last month. The problem is that I’m not reading anything at the moment, and I didn’t want to start reading something just for the sake of another entry, as that would probably come off as forced. Also, Jill’s not reading anything at the moment that would be suitable to talk about in a sex blog. Standing before our previously-mentioned sex bookshelf in the hopes of getting the perfect idea for today’s entry, I had a momentary flash of brilliance. It doesn’t happen too often.

The book that inspired this flash of brilliance is “The Straight Girl’s Guide to Sleeping With Chicks”, by Jen Sincero.We picked this book up a couple years ago, more or less as a joke. We were on a week-long road trip, and happened to stop at a used book store. Although Jill’s never been with another woman, it’s a fantasy we both enjoy very much. It was a couple bucks, and at the very least we hoped it would add some variety and depth to our fantasy.

On the long drive home, Jill finished the book she was reading and moved on to our new book. She began reading silently, but after a few minutes she started reading aloud so that I could enjoy the book too. She began with chapter two, entitled, “The Super-Huge Importance of Sticking Your Hand Down Your Pants.” Before long she was on chapter five, entitled, “Oh My God, She Wants Me to Eat Her Pussy!” We had hours before we would be home, and while I couldn’t think of a better way to stay awake than listening to Jill reading the author’s thoughts on girl-on-girl mutual masturbation and cunnilingus, and describing the accompanying pictures (which consisted of naked Barbie dolls demonstrating various positions), my mind was focused on getting home and indulging in the kind of raw, unrestrained sex two people have when they’ve been locked in a car for most of an entire day.

Chapter seven was “And Boy Makes Three!” I’d been aroused, if not erect, the whole time Jill had been reading to me. There were still four or five hours before I could realistically get some relief. Jill, on the other hand, had already come a couple times. Before she was done with chapter two, she’d begun rubbing her thighs through her jeans, kneading herself vigorously with the palm of her hand while she read. At the start of chapter four, “Gettin’ Some 101”, she decided it was pointless to try and wait til we got home, and had opened her jeans, working her free hand into the waistband of her panties and softly caressing herself. Before the end of that chapter, her jeans were down around her feet and she was playing with her very wet pussy as though without the slightest concern for who might observe in a passing car. For awhile she tried to maintain an some semblance of decency and modesty by keeping her panties on, but she gave up on this before she’d gotten through the next chapter.

I was glad that we were on a long, straight stretch of highway as I glanced at Jill in the passenger seat. She was trying to work her panties down while still seated. Once they had made it past her ass and to mid-thigh, it was much easier and she breathlessly pulled them down to her feet, then stepped out of them and her jeans. She put one foot up on the dashboard and then she really got to work. I found it difficult to maintain my focus on the road ahead of me while Jill was stroking her clit with absolute determination in the seat next to me. The sounds her lips made as she played with them, the smell of her body, the words she was reading, all made me wish it wasn’t completely foolhardy to find a rest stop and satisfy both of us. Instead I continued on, hoping my prolonged hard-on wouldn’t make me lightheaded. In minutes she set the book down on the seat and enjoyed a hard-earned orgasm.

She continued reading, and playing, until she had finished the book. When she had her last orgasm, I was so caught up in what she was doing that I missed our turn-off and had to exit. At the foot of the exit was a small town. I pulled into a parking lot in order to turn around and get back on the highway. For the briefest instant, I considered throwing caution to the wind and taking Jill into the back seat. If there was a part of me that would have really considered it, the sight of a police car parked in the lot convinced me it was a bad idea.

That night, as we lay in bed, I finally got my long-awaited relief. As I enjoyed the feel of Jill’s body, I couldn’t help but entertain the hope that the new book might lead to wonderful new adventures.

The Happiest Place on Earth

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Per Vincent’s request, and with M&L’s permission, I am going to write about a very fond memory of ours. Unlike some entries we’ve posted on this blog, this one is absolutely true. It was a lot of fun to re-live it for this entry. I will refer to the other couple as “M” and “L” (“M” being the woman, and “L” being the man), even though those aren’t their real names, obviously, or even their initials.

A couple years ago, the four of us took a trip to Disneyland. I’ll withhold the boring, unsexy details of the trip itself in favor of something that happened the second night of the trip. We had returned to our hotel from the park and gotten ready for bed. M and L were in their bed, and Jill and I were in ours. We watched television for awhile, Jill fell asleep, and then we turned the TV and the lights off. I was anticipating the next day at Disneyland, and if I knew Jill, she was dreaming about what rides we would go on, where we would eat, and the other things we would do.

As I settled into bed to sleep, Jill reached over to me and let me know, without a single word, that she was horny. She stroked me through my shorts, using the most subtle movements, so as not to betray to M and L what she was doing. After a couple minutes, she snuck her hand inside of my shorts, quickly locating my already-hard cock. Despite her slow and gentle movements, I was very aroused, and she leaned close so she could kiss me on the mouth. As I felt her tongue moving between my lips I reached down her body, delighted to feel her smooth skin instead of the panties I had been expecting. I placed my hand between her thighs, sensuously working my way up them. Her warmth was inviting, and soon I found that she was wet, her pussy yielding easily to my touch. As I put a finger inside of her, she began to stroke me more vigorously, though not so much that her movements could be seen in the dark.

Our mouths finally parted. Jill raised her leg up ever so slightly as I penetrated her with a second finger, using my thumb to stimulate her clit. Though we were aware of the sleeping couple in the next bed, there was no way we were stopping now. I continued to play with Jill and she did the same with me, until she leaned close and whispered that she needed me inside her. As I quickly yanked down my shorts she shushed me quietly, then rolled over onto her back. I shifted so that I was on top, and slid into her. She grabbed my ass and pulled me closer, guiding me in and out of her.

As our movements grew more intense, I heard a sound from the other bed. Jill and I froze, assuming that either M or L were getting up to go to the bathroom. After a second, when the sounds continued, it became clear that they were following our lead. I glanced over to the other bed in the hopes of seeing something in what scant light there was, but I could see nothing. I waited, and soon Jill whispered, “It’s okay.” I began thrusting again, listening to the sounds made by our friends. My mind conjured up exciting images of what they might have been doing in the dark, what position they were enjoying mere feet away from us, and as Jill and I continued to fuck, the images made the turn-on so much greater. They didn’t talk dirty, they barely moaned. There was little noise beyond that made by their mattress, or ours. But knowing that they were having sex in the next bed over from where we were doing the same thing was truly exciting.

All of a sudden, L came, moaning heartily. As he did, M began moaning too, though I didn’t question whether she actually came or was just moaning for his benefit (or for ours). I didn’t care. But their sounds set Jill off. She definitely came. Her own moans, and the feeling of her pussy spasming around my cock drove me to my own orgasm. As I filled her up, she sighed happily, earning an appreciative catcall from L. We lay there in almost-complete silence for several minutes, the only sounds those of our breathing. No one said another word until morning. Jill and I kissed again, and she turned over. She was asleep in less than a minute.

M got up to take a shower. I strained through the darkness in the hopes of getting a look at her. I saw only the faintest shape pass by on the way to the bathroom door.

Thanks to M&L for their help on this one!

-Jack

Watching My Wife

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Like most guys, I love the sight of a woman who enjoys getting herself off. It’s a huge turn-on to watch a woman touch herself, whether with her hands or with a toy. Watching her caress her body as she starts…watching her get more and more aroused as she really gets into it…watching her body convulse and hearing her moans as she comes. To steal a phrase from frequent poster Mia Wallace, I’m getting a funny feeling in my tummy just thinking about it.

Jill and I spent the weekend at an empty house my family owns, getting it ready for sale. Since it was just the two of us, we planned to have sex as soon as we walked in. We brought in a couple bags and an inflatable air mattress, since the house was literally empty of furniture, but since I was planning on a couple hours of quality sex, I thought I had best bring in the rest of our things before we got started. Jill inflated the mattress, and I watched as she got undressed. The knowledge that she was naked and ready for me would keep me on task.

I ran downstairs and out to the car. I grabbed our bags and, when I got back inside, dumped them by the door. I hurried upstairs to find the bedroom door closed. There was no knob on the door, and the hole where it once was gave me a nice view of what was happening within. I leaned down to look inside and saw Jill, lying on the air mattress. Her eyes were closed, and the expression on her face was one of ultimate pleasure. My eyes drank in her spread thighs, rising breasts and erect nipples. Her skin was flushed and her breathing quickened as both hands held her toy in place.

The fact that she was unaware that I was watching made the situation so much hotter. I’ve watched Jill get herself off many times, though she was aware of me virtually every time. Watching her do it while she thought she was alone was a very rare treat. My instinct was to walk right in and enjoy Jill’s self-pleasure. The thought of following her toy with my tongue was
arousing, but she knew what she was doing. I decided to keep quiet and enjoy the show, lest I distracted her.

As she came, I was hurriedly removing my clothes. I left them outside of the bedroom and walked in. She did a double-take, clearly unaware that I was watching. As I got on the mattress with her, I thanked her for the show.

-Jack

Hotel Story, Part 2

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Once again, this is a work of fiction, and a pretty hot fantasy.

As I caught my breath, I looked up to see that John had entered Jane from behind. As he started thrusting, she dove back down, devouring me greedily, intent on making me come again. I could see Jane’s head buried between my legs, her ass up high, John’s hands on her hips as he rocked her back and forth. I felt Jane’s mouth on my clit, her fingers stroking my pussy, and I leaned my head back to enjoy it.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see you sitting on the edge of our bed. You were hard again, enjoying the sight of what we were doing and stroking yourself contentedly. As I continued to luxuriate under Jane’s efforts, I called you over to me. You came back to the bed we were on, and knelt down on the edge. You were close enough so that I could wrap my hand around you, and I felt your hardness, felt you throb in my grasp. Close to another orgasm, I took you into my mouth and sucked you deeply, for all I was worth. My pleasure was intensified by the feel of you between my lips.

As I came, I put my hand back on your cock, stroking you even as I continued to suck. My climax was brief but very intense, and when it was over I needed you inside me right away. In an instant, I was on all fours, and then I was using my shoulders to support myself as I reached back to spread myself open for you. It was a sight you couldn’t resist, and soon you were inside, filling me completely. I gasped with pleasure and braced myself against the bed with my hands. You began to fuck me, gripping my hips just as John was doing with Jill on the other side of the bed. I wondered if he felt as good as you did, then decided there was no way that was possible.

Jill was close enough to kiss, her lips full, sensual and inviting. As we kissed, I brushed her lips with my tongue, enjoying her taste even as we bounced back and forth against your powerful thrusts. Each movement of your cock stroked my G-spot, and the sensation was almost overwhelming. At the same time, your balls were slapping my clit with every thrust. The feeling was almost too much, and as Jane’s tongue snaked its way into my mouth, I was aware of an intense sensation, much more tantalizing than the orgasms Jane had given me earlier. You continued to massage my G-spot, and I came in a great gush that soaked your cock and balls.

I moved to our bed to recover from my orgasm and enjoy the show. By now John and Jane were both sweaty and disheveled. Soon, Jane asked you to help her fulfill one of her fantasies. You were intrigued, so you moved closer to her. While John continued to fuck her from behind, Jane swallowed you as deeply as she could. I watched as she worked her mouth all over you, and I grew even more aroused. As I watched Jane bob up and down on your cock, her tongue fluttering up your length and over your head, I reached into my overnight bag for my toy.

I lay on my back and turned on the toy. My legs spread, I began using it on my swollen lips and on my clit. Jane continued to suck and be fucked by you and John. Eventually they moved into missionary position. Jane’s head hung upside down off of the bed so she could continue to suck your cock, even deeper this time. Excited by their new position, I got up onto my knees to get a better look. I pressed my toy against my clit, then put it inside of me, working it in and out of myself by hand. As I rode my toy on the way to yet another orgasm, the three of you had found a steady rhythm and were on the verge of your own.

All at once, Jane came, and took her mouth off of you. Her passionate moans filled the room, and my ears. The sounds of her orgasm, as well as the sight of her body in the midst of climax, turned me on. As Jane shuddered, gripping the bedsheets in spasming fingers, you knelt over her, stroking your cock, then dotting her breasts and abdomen at the same time that John was filling her with his own come, groaning lustfully as he did.

I was aroused to new heights by what I had just seen, and I collapsed onto the bed, still working the toy in and out of my very wet pussy as I writhed in pleasure. My climax went on for some time, and I felt as though I was floating in space. When I was once again conscious of reality, John and Jane had excused themselves to the shower, and you were sitting on the edge of the bed where I lay, gently stroking my hair.

-Jill

Hotel Story

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This is a story I e-mailed Jack last night. He says it was a nice surprise, and that he enjoyed reading it when he got home from work. I hope you enjoy it too!

(Once again, the names have been changed to protect the innocent.)

We spent the day wine tasting with John and Jane. Feeling a bit tipsy, we decided not to try and drive home, so we checked into a hotel to sober up. They only had one room with twin beds, so we figured we’d make the best of it and hopefully have some fun in the process. We turned on the TV and lay down on our bed, while John and Jane lay down on theirs. We put on an adult movie and needing a little hair of the dog, Jane decided to open a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon she and John bought at our last stop. We each had a glass and before long we were all feeling aroused.

I got onto the bed with Jane, while John moved into a chair to make room for me. With you and John cheering us on, Jane and I shared a kiss. Not a big one or anything, just a sweet, closed-mouthed kiss. You wanted more. As you egged her on, Jane kissed my neck, then started sucking on it softly. She put her hand under my top, and as her lips returned to mine her hands softly kneaded my breasts. I moaned with pleasure, in part because I wanted to turn you on, and also because Jane’s touch was Heaven. My fingers got restless so I unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a tight-fitting black bra that barely contained her luscious breasts.

Jane shrugged her blouse off of her shoulders. I took her breasts in my hands and massaged them, trying my best to make her feel the pleasure she had made me feel. At the same time, I kissed her chest, working my way up her neck and back to her mouth, where we kissed lustfully, our lips and tongues batting against each other. As Jane licked her way across my lips, you and John must have been turned on and ready to go, because I know I was.

When we stopped kissing, I looked your way and saw that both you and John had large bulges in your pants. I was hoping you would take them out and show us how hard you were, and maybe play with them a little bit. But you weren’t ready, and you told us to continue what we were doing so you could watch. Eager to please, I pulled down the cups of her bra, revealing two very firm, round breasts. She unclasped her bra, and dropped it to the floor. As I rubbed her nipples with my thumbs, she sighed and kissed me again, then took my hand off of her and placed it between her thighs. We both rubbed her, and at the same time I took her other hand and placed it between my legs.

As our play intensified, I looked over at you and John again. John’s pants were open and he had one hand inside, playing with his cock. Your pants were down, and despite your underwear I could definitely see how hard you were. After a few minutes caressing each other, Jane and I stopped so that I could finish undressing her. I undid her belt and unbuttoned her jeans, then slid them down over her hips, revealing a sexy black thong that matched her bra. She leaned against the bed and stepped out of her jeans, then arched her back to flaunt her ass.

I spanked Jane once on each cheek, then tucked my fingers into the waistband of her thong and pulled it out from her waist. I pulled it down, planting kisses along her hip down to her feet as it went. When she stepped out of it, she said it was my turn, and took off all of my clothes as well. I got back onto the bed, pulling her down after me, and we kissed long and passionately, for an instant completely unaware that you and John were still in the room. Her skin smelled clean and fragrant and I drank in her scent as I luxuriated in the sensation of her lips and tongue.

Jane kissed me all over, eventually coming to rest between my legs. She licked me with long strokes of her tongue, each lick sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout my body. As she devoured me, she caressed my thighs with her hands, somehow knowing just how much I enjoy that. The feeling of her tongue and hands, and the sounds of her lips on mine, were moving me ever closer to orgasm, and out of the corner of my eye I could see that you had finally stripped off your shorts and were stroking your cock, your eyes locked intently on our show. I shifted my gaze to John, still sitting in his chair. Like you, he was naked from the waist down, focused on the tongue-bath his wife was giving me and quickly working a tight fist up and down his cock.

The sight of two hot guys playing with their cocks was incredibly arousing. It was even hotter to think that they were doing it as a direct result of watching Jane go down on me. As Jane worked her tongue in and out of me, I started to come. She locked her mouth onto my pussy and rode me throughout a very intense climax, never missing a lick. She didn’t give me a chance to catch my breath before starting again, this time slipping a couple fingers inside of me and caressing my clit with her thumb.

You walked over to the bed, climbing on and kneeling beside my head so that your cock was just close enough for me to lick. John came around to the other side and dangled his own cock above my face. As he stroked it, he invited me to help, so I reached up and closed my hand around him. As I rubbed his cock you leaned closer to me and I sucked you deep into my mouth. I caressed the head of your cock with my tongue, then took you back into my mouth once again. I repeated this for awhile as I continued stroking John’s hard cock.

John commented that it looked like I was really good at sucking cock. You asked him if he would like a turn, and when he said yes you switched places with him. I played with your cock with my hands while I took John into my mouth. It was exhilarating to suck his cock, and to know that it turned you on to watch me do it. Meanwhile I still had Jane playing with my G-spot and my clit, and her efforts were so perfect that I was close to another orgasm. I continued to stroke your cock while sucking John ever deeper, taking him all the way to the back of my throat.

As I stroked you, I could hear you breathing hard, and I hoped you were as close to coming as I was. When I was right on the edge I took John’s cock out of my mouth and replaced him with yours. As I came, I sucked you deeply, feeling you throb between my lips. I worked my tongue all over the head of your cock until you rewarded me.

To be continued. (You didn’t think that was the end, did you?)

-Jill