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Showing Off

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Posted in fact one-on-one voyeurism/exhibitionism webcam written by Jack

Last week we got a new laptop, our first with a built-in webcam. We’ve had webcams in the past, though always external, and we haven’t used them much in the last year or so. So last night, in order to see how it worked (and hoping for the opportunity for a bit of fun), we logged into Yahoo! Chat for the first time in ages. Then we logged out, remembering immediately why we’d stayed away from them in the past.

Undaunted, we signed into Yahoo! using a couple of our older user IDs in the hopes of finding someone willing to cam with us. Between three IDs, two users from our buddy lists were online, and both were single males. We were hoping to find a couple or two, so we kept looking, keeping the single males in mind if all else failed. We did a couple searches of Yahoo! profiles using keywords like “cam”, “c2c” and “couple”, though most of the results were bots, male, or offline.

Having more or less abandoned hope that Yahoo! Messenger was going to be of any use to us, we racked our brains to remember the name of a free, non-Yahoo! video I.M. program we heard about from some friends, but couldn’t. (The program is Eyeball Chat; it’s installed on one of our other computers, but of course that fact eluded me until this morning.) It was getting late, so we conceded defeat.

While turning off the lights, I heard the familiar sound of an instant message coming through. It was from a Yahoo! user on our buddy list who we’d evidently chatted with before, though neither of us could recall any previous chat sessions. They were a couple, and although not local they seemed cool. We didn’t waste much time in small talk before turning on our webcam and accepting their invitation to view theirs. We were relieved to see that they were both there, sitting in chairs in front of a desk, in what appeared to be a bedroom. They were attractive, in their forties although they looked younger, and in good shape. They were dressed modestly, the wife in a sweater and the husband in a tank top, though the webcam was quickly turned down to display his nakedness below the waist.

We watched for a few minutes as the wife gave him a blowjob, and then Jill began doing the same to me. They put on a great show, and we did too, although we had to stand up or else we would have been out of range of the built-in webcam. After awhile the other couple got on their bed. The wife got undressed and began to ride him. I continued to watch, and Jill eventually looked at their cam and noticed that they had taken it to the next level. After a moment’s deliberation we decided to do the same. I took off my clothes and Jill stripped off her skirt, got on top and rode me, facing away from the webcam. Before long we had both almost forgotten that we were being watched (if we even still were), and we carried on as usual. We moved from cowgirl to doggy style, finishing up in missionary position with Jill’s second orgasm and my first.

When we’d finished we returned to the laptop, pleased to see that our webcam was still broadcasting. Our friends had returned to their chair, where the wife was trying to get her husband off by mouth. Once again her efforts were exciting to watch, and before I knew it I was hard again. Jill got on her knees and began to stroke and suck my cock. As I enjoyed her efforts I continued watching the couple on the webcam. Before long, the husband came on his wife’s generous breasts, which she squeezed together more for my (or her husband’s) viewing pleasure than for any other reason. That’s all I needed to push me over the edge, and I pulled out of Jill’s mouth, stroking myself up against her breasts and showering them with my come.

After a moment, our audience stopped viewing, and logged out of Yahoo! Messenger without a word. All Jill could say was, “That was great.”

-Jack

Sex When Company’s Over, Part 2

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This weekend we had some of Jill’s family over. We spent Saturday seeing some local sights and doing fun tourist stuff. The day culminated with dinner out, and when we returned home we played a board game and killed a couple bottles of wine. Drinking wine makes Jill horny, and as we sat at the kitchen table playing our game, her arousal became evident as she started rubbing my crotch with her foot. Our guests continued playing, blissfully unaware of what was transpiring under the table.

When the game wrapped up, our guests went to bed. Jill and I stayed up for awhile, making out unabashedly on the couch. Eventually we went to bed as well, and continued making out there. It soon became evident that there was no way either Jill or myself was going to survive the night without sex. Aware of our guests in the next room, and knowing how difficult it is for us to be quiet when we’re in the heat of passion, Jill suggested we move to the floor. We put down a couple blankets, lay on top of them and began kissing. After a moment, Jill moved me onto my back, kissed her way down my body and started going down on me. It was all I could do to keep from moaning with sheer pleasure, and when I remembered our company on the other side of our guest room wall, that increased my excitement tenfold.

Eventually, Jill climbed on top of me, sliding my cock inside of her. She began to ride me slowly, her thighs tight around my waist as I thrust up inside of her. I placed my hand between her legs so that my thumb was on her clit, and she leaned down so that her breasts were close to my mouth. I sucked one and then the other, alternating between the two while my hand continued to play with her clit. I could feel how wet she was, and she instinctively began to ride me harder and faster. After a few moments, her hip bumped the bed frame, which in turn caused the mattress to hit the headboard, and got her off her rhythm.

We got up and moved away from the bed, and at the same time Jill decided to get her toy. When she climbed back on top, she placed it between us and turned it on, bringing herself to a sudden climax. She continued to ride me through her orgasm, and went on to have another one, quieter this time, a few minutes later. Then she moved onto her back, spread her legs and invited me inside.

As always, the thought of a possible audience to our fun was very arousing, and this combined with the face-to-face intimacy we were sharing helped move me further toward orgasm. Jill urged me onward with whispered dirty talk, her feet locked behind my back and her heels drawing me ever deeper inside of her.

When I came, she took me into her hand, making it very difficult to keep quiet.

Because it was Jill’s family – not her parents, but family nonetheless – in the guest room this weekend, we were forced to be a bit more inhibited, and not as free as we might have been had our guests been friends who were aware of our preoccupation with sex. But regardless of who was over, there was no way we were going to refrain.

-Jack

Finger Cuffs

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Tuesday night, before having sex, Jack and I re-read the hot tub story I posted. That led to a very arousing conversation about our fantasies. We’ve got a lot of them, and no jealousy or insecurities in our relationship. Because of this we have always taken pleasure in sharing our fantasies with each other. We’re very open about them, not so that we can make them come true (because some fantasies are better left that way) but because sharing something so exciting and taboo with a partner makes it so much more exciting and pleasurable.

Fingercuffs, or one woman with two men, is a fantasy I have liked for a long time, but Jack didn’t fantasize about it very much before we met. In fact, it didn’t turn him on until he knew how much I liked it. And do I ever like it! One thing I like about this fantasy is that there are so many variations. Sometimes in the fantasy I am on all fours, other times I am on my back, and other times I am on top of one of the guys. Sometimes I’m sucking while getting fucked, sometimes I’m stroking or sucking both guys. One of the guys is almost always Jack, but the other guy could be anybody. Sometimes I can see his face, but other times I can’t.

Years before I met Jack, I came close to actually experiencing this fantasy. I was having sex with my boyfriend in the bedroom of his apartment when his roommate walked in on us. I wasn’t expecting an audience and his sudden entrance surprised me. But I was so caught up in the moment and turned on both by the great sex as well as by the spontaneous show we were putting on that I just went with the flow.

While we showed off, the roommate stood in the doorway and watched, rubbing himself through his jeans. After awhile, my boyfriend and I started doing doggy style. The roommate stood next to the bed, then opened his pants and pulled his cock out. As he stroked it with one hand, he pulled down his jeans with the other, and stepped out of them. I could see how nice his cock was, bigger than my boyfriend’s, and watching him play with it turned me on immensely. As my guy fucked me from behind, I imagined taking his roommate’s cock into my mouth, giving him the best head he had ever received. I imagined both of them filling me so full, satisfying me so completely as I satisfied them.

The roommate and I locked eyes, and I watched his facial expressions as he pleasured himself. I decided to do the same thing, and reached down to play with my clit. I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I loved the idea that the sight of me, naked and being fucked, my tits swaying back and forth with each thrust, sweat dripping from my forehead, my hair in my face, even the sounds our bodies made, had gotten him so aroused that he couldn’t resist making himself come.

I shifted my gaze from his face down to his cock as he played with it, rubbing it vigorously. He gave a few last strokes and groaned erotically as he climaxed, his cum landing on the carpet near the bed. He remained nearby, watching and playing with his limp cock as I had my own orgasm. My boyfriend’s orgasm followed. I guess the roommate lost interest because he wandered off around the same time that I excused myself to the shower to clean up.

It was a night that would weigh on my mind for a long time. At the time, it didn’t occur to me that my boyfriend and his roommate had planned it, hoping I would do all the things they undoubtedly fantasized about. That I would take one in my pussy and the other in my mouth, then switch. That I would ride one guy while the other slipped inside my ass from behind. That I would take one in each hand and stroke them off at the same time, until they rewarded me with load after load of cum all over my face and my tits. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if the roommate had gotten onto the bed with us, and where the night might have gone. I like thinking about the possibilities.

-Jill

Simultaneous Orgasm

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Personally, I think simultaneous orgasm is overrated. I know that some people make it out to be some kind of sexual end-all be-all, and Jill and I will both admit that it can be really great to have an orgasm at the very same moment the person you’re with is having his or her own. It’s definitely the kind of thing anyone would be lucky to experience at least once.

However, I personally enjoy Jill’s orgasms too much to want to be caught up in my own while she’s having them. I’d rather enjoy all the wonderful sights and sounds of her special moment, then work on mine, preferably with her help.

Today, I got home from work later than usual, but still walked into an empty house. I took a shower, and while I was washing my hair I was surprised by the feel of my wife’s body pressing against mine. Unable to suppress a huge smile, I rinsed the shampoo off of my head and away from my eyes, then kissed her hello. Because of our different work schedules, we don’t usually shower together in the morning. So, finding ourselves naked under the hot spray with nowhere to be, we decided to make it last.

Jill began by grabbing a bottle of body wash off the window sill, and slowly massaged it into my tired shoulders. As her hands traveled down my chest, I reached for her body wash, and started to do the same to her. By now she was working on my balls, so I started to soap up her breasts. Her nipples stood at attention, just as my cock was doing, and from there I moved down to her hips and her thighs. I turned her around and began to lather up her back, watching excitedly as the soap drizzled over her ass.

I moved my hand around her body, settling between her legs. As I pressed lightly on her clit, Jill exhaled, then leaned back to kiss me hard on the mouth. Then she took her mouth off of me, turned back around and we resumed the kiss, face to face this time. As we stood there, the water rinsing off of our soapy bodies, I replaced my hand on her clit and continued to fondle her. She reached down to my cock and took it in her hand, stroking it from tip to base as we kissed hungrily, barely stopping for breath. My hand burrowed further between her legs, nudging her thighs apart so that I could enter her with one finger, then two, continuing to work her clit with my thumb.

Jill stroked me faster, and I stepped up my own efforts until her climax was finally upon her. She took her mouth off of mine and buried her face in my shoulder. Her erotic moans combined with the feel of her hand stroking me intently led to my own orgasm. We held each other as we came, then caught our breath.

“That was amazing,” said Jill when she could speak again.

-Jack

A Blast From the Past, Part 2

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Posted in fiction girl-girl group sex hot tub written by Jill

This is another story I wrote for Jack a few years ago. If I remember right, it was the first story I wrote for him in which another couple was included. It was inspired by an evening spent with some friends in their hot tub. (The names have been changed to protect the innocent.)

We were skinny dipping in the hot tub. You and I were making out and you slowly moved your mouth down my body. I was pressed up against the side of the tub as you began to caress me with your tongue. At the same time, Jane and John had gotten out of the hot tub and were up on the deck. Jane was on all fours and John was stroking her wet pussy with one hand as he massaged her breasts with the other. He moved his mouth down so he could lick her from clit to ass. He spread her open and slid inside her. We watched as John fucked her hard and fast, and soon she had a very intense orgasm.

We moved to the edge of the hot tub where I rode you, my legs around your waist as you sucked my breasts. I bounced up and down on your cock, feeling it hit my G-spot. Hearing the sounds of our friends’ lovemaking, I came harder than I ever had before, joining Jane in a chorus of passionate moans.

I got out of the hot tub and joined Jane on the deck. I got on my hands and knees and we started to make out. John came up behind me and pulled me up by my hips up to meet his mouth. While he went down on me, you went behind Jane and spread her wide so you could devour her at the same time. She begged you to fuck her hard, and you eagerly complied. As I watched Jane react to you entering her, John replaced his mouth with two fingers. He began to work my G-spot and I came right away.

Jane begged you to fuck her harder and faster. At the same time, John came up behind me and began rubbing the head of his cock against my lips before slamming into me. His thrusts were urgent and powerful. Jane and I started kissing again, and after a few minutes, John pulled out and lay down on the deck. I climbed on top of him, riding him hard and fast until I came all over his cock, drenching it. I climbed off of him and began to lick him clean. At the same time, Jane got on her knees and took your cock into her mouth.

While Jane went down on you, John came over and began to kiss her tight, sexy ass. He pushed her down onto all fours, spread her open and slipped inside. It was her fantasy come true, you in her mouth and John in her pussy. She came immediately, then both you and John did as well, collapsing in exhaustion as I crawled over to Jane to clean her up.

Hot fantasy, isn’t it?

-Jill

A Blast From the Past

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This is a story I wrote for Jack when we first started dating. I was inspired to write it the first time we stayed the weekend at his parents’ house, since they’ve got a pool, and skinny dipping turns me on. We didn’t skinny dip that weekend, but after Jack read this story, he insisted we take another trip when they were out of town. Here is the story:

It was a hot summer day and you and I were in the pool. After a few minutes swimming, I decided to take off my suit, and you did the same. Hiding coyly under the water in an attempt to tease each other, we peeled off our clothes and tossed them up on the walkway. We continued swimming and playing in the water, this time completely naked.

Eventually I got out of the pool. As I stepped out onto the walkway, I could feel your eyes on me. It turned me on to know you were watching, looking at my body, maybe getting excited too. I pretended not to feel you staring as I lay down on a lounge chair on my back. I spread my legs and let them hang over the sides of the chair, squeezing my breasts together with my hands as I did. As I lay there, my toes gently brushed against the ground. I enjoyed the way the sun felt on my bare skin.

You continued to swim. By now I had turned over onto my stomach and I was watching you. Your body looked sleek and smooth as you stroked your way across the length of the pool. When you had swam close enough, I asked you to come and put sunscreen on me. Although the sun was hot, I really wanted to watch you climb out of the pool naked. I hadn’t gotten enough of an opportunity to look at your body while we were naked in the pool, and now was my lucky break.

You emerged from the water and climbed up the ladder toward the walkway. Your skin glistened under the bright glare of the sun. I focused first on your chest but after a heartbeat I looked down and saw your thick, veiny cock hanging limp. For an instant I was disappointed that you weren’t hard already, but soon excitement took over.

You walked toward me, and I hoped you were as excited as I was. The tube of sunscreen was on the ground close to the chair. You picked it up and squeezed some out onto his hands. At first it felt cold on the small of my back, but as you began to spread it all over me, my heart beat faster and my body began to tingle. You moved up my shoulders and began to massage the lotion into them as well. As your hands traveled over my back again, I imagined where you would go next. The anticipation was almost unbearable, and my mind reeled with thoughts of your hands on my thighs, my ass, between my legs.

I told you how vulnerable my butt was to sunburn, and you moved down past my hips, your fingers working the last traces of sunscreen into my skin. Your hands gently caressed me, and I raised my ass up off of the lounge chair, hoping you would take my not-so-subtle hint and explore further. You did not disappoint, spreading me open and placing your fingers between my cheeks. You indulged me exquisitely, touching me all over until I was going crazy with lust.

I rolled over onto my back. You stared at my breasts, unable to hide your own desire. Looking up at you with what I hoped were pleading, hungry eyes, I asked you to put sunscreen on my front. You smiled, and I couldn’t help but notice your cock leap up, fully erect. You squeezed some more lotion out of the tube, and eagerly began to rub it all over my breasts. My nipples stiffened with anticipation as you touched them, coating them with sunscreen until it had dissolved under the sun’s heat. Your slick hands traveled down my legs, leaving the slightest traces of lotion as they went. Your hands settled into the warmth of my inner thighs, slowly making their way up toward my hot, juicy pussy.

The more you touched me, the more aroused he got. Your cock was thick, with a swollen red head. I licked my lips as I looked at it. I urged you closer to me and asked if I could return the favor. Without any second thoughts, you moved around the lounge chair. I closed my hand around your cock and began to stroke him up and down. You leaned over me and began to play with my breasts. As your slippery hands explored them, your cock grew even harder and began to throb in my fingers. Then you came closer and kissed my nipple, then began to suck on it. Your tongue swirled all around my breasts, covering every inch. At the same time, my stroking of your cock grew more focused and determined. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as we pleasured each other.

With my free hand, I opened my pussy for you, inviting you inside. You needed no coaxing before you slipped two fingers in. You found my G-spot easily, and with your thumb you fondled my clit like an expert, making me shudder with intense pleasure. As you stroked my G-spot, I could feel myself getting closer and closer. I felt my orgasm rushing through me, and I soaked your hand as I came. At the same time, you used your other hand to caress my breasts and nipples, and wave after wave of pleasure overtook me. When I had come back down, you leaned forward so that we could share a delicious, greedy kiss. We devoured each other’s tongues, and I was so overcome by passion that I pulled you down on top of me, alternating between stroking your cock up and down, and caressing the moist, fat head with the palm of my hand.

After a couple minutes, the kiss broke. Desperately eager for a taste of you, I slid down the lounge chair on my back so that my head was down between your legs. The sight of your cock above my face took my breath away. I licked my lips with anticipation, savoring what was to come for a long moment I wished would go on forever. Then I parted my lips and let you into my mouth. As you filled my mouth and slid deep into my throat, I became aware of your delightful fragrance and taste. You felt wonderful between my lips and on my tongue, and I wanted to devour you completely, to satisfy you and be totally satisfied by you in this way. I wanted to feel your orgasm in my mouth, to know that I had given you this pleasure. Still, I was conflicted: Where to take your sweet offering? I was indeed hungry to feel you on my tongue and gushing down my throat. But my pussy was aching for your release as well.

I continued to suck your cock deeply into my throat. Hearing your shallow, desperate breaths, feeling you tense up, I realized that you were close to a long-awaited orgasm. At the last second before you could come, I stopped sucking, pushed you onto the lounge chair and climbed on top of you, quickly and eagerly putting your cock inside of me. In less than a second you came in a chorus of loud moans and grunts, your cock erupting in an amazing orgasm.

You filled my pussy with spurt after spurt of cum. You came until I was certain I couldn’t take anymore, and I was afraid that I would explode from within. But as I felt the warmth filling me, and the sensation of your still-hard cock inside of me, I thrashed about on top of him trying to wring out any last drops.

I climbed off of you, and knelt down on the hot concrete, right between your legs. I took your juicy cock in my hand and rocked you slowly, easily making you hard again. When you were fully erect, I opened my mouth for you, and slid my lips all the way down your length. I could taste the traces of your cum all over your cock, and it increased my desire. Once you were re-engergized, you got up from the chair and began to quickly slide in and out of my throat. The taste of your cock turned me on, and I began to play with myself. As I rubbed my pussy vigorously, I could feel your cum dripping out onto my fingertips.

I could tell that you were close to another orgasm. You tensed up, your body sagging as your knees weakened. I continued touching myself as your breath started coming in short, desperate wheezes, and I took your cock deep into my throat, swallowing it down as far as it would go. In seconds we came together, and I listened to your loud moans as I gulped down every drop.

-Jill

Sex When Company’s Over

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Jill and I are experts when it comes to keeping quiet during sex. We’ve had enough practice at suppressing moans, mattress squeaks and other noise that we can do it when we need to, although neither of us enjoys being quiet. We have an exhibitionist streak, and our natural tendency is to be uninhibited and loud, or at least as loud as you’re supposed to be when you’re not worried about being overheard.

Last night we had a friend and former roommate of mine staying over. Once he went to bed, I headed into our room to join Jill, who I assumed was already sleeping, or maybe reading in bed. Instead I found her on top of the covers, playing with a toy. She had a porn DVD on mute, though at the moment she wasn’t paying much attention to it. It looked like she had already come, and I guessed she planned to keep coming until I joined her.

As I took off my clothes, she came again, almost silently. As I got on the bed I heard the door to the guest bathroom closing, reminding both of us of our guest’s presence in the house, which I know that I forgot about the instant I found my wife naked on our bed, legs splayed wide and in the midst of intense self-pleasure. I realized that, although we were going to have sex, it might be best to keep it quiet.

A quick aside: As I said before, our guest is a former roommate of mine. So it’s not like the guy hasn’t heard me getting laid before. But obviously the last thing Jill or I would want to do is risk making him feel uncomfortable. And yeah, I know what you’re thinking: A little noise through the wall, courtesy of my wife, might have helped him get to sleep. But at the moment I wasn’t even thinking about that. All I wanted to do was fuck.

I lay down near the edge of the bed and started to help Jill get off. With my mouth and my fingers I brought her to another orgasm, her fifth, she told me later. I continued to devour her all the way through it, until she gently pushed my face away from her.

“It’s your turn,” she said, and pulled me up to her so we could share a kiss. I was inside her in an instant, thrusting ever so slowly so as not to nudge the headboard against the wall, a dead giveaway if there ever was one. I maneuvered her onto her side and continued thrusting, aware that the mattress was squeaking ever so slightly.

I leaned over to kiss Jill’s shoulder, the only part of her that I could easily reach. She moved her head toward me, trying in vain to touch my tongue with her own before her head fell back onto the bed. Still thrusting, the sounds of the mattress weren’t loud as we were still moving slowly, but we were aware of them, moreso because the house was quiet. After a few moments, Jill asked if I wanted to move to the floor. Although I was beyond caring who heard us, I agreed.

We took advantage of this brief pause in the action to switch to doggy style once we were on the floor. I should point out that we both love doggy style. While we enjoy every position we can manage, Jill and I both agree that there’s something inherently naughty about any position where you don’t face each other. Plus, I really enjoy the view of her ass and her bare back. There’s nothing not to like about doggy style, is there?

The only drawback that I can even think of is that I don’t always come while we’re doing doggy style. Jill arches her back pretty high, and when I kneel behind her it’s harder for us to line up correctly, so I tend to squat or crouch behind her instead. This way I’m taller, and can actually get my cock inside of her. However, crouching or squatting for long periods of time tires my legs out. Well, last night as I was crouching behind her, deep inside of her, I became aware of the fact that she was only bracing herself against the floor with one hand, as the other was working on her clit. The realization of what she was doing was all I needed. I pulled out, and Jill whipped around, taking me into her mouth and finishing me off.

We took a shower and got back into bed. As we lay there, I asked Jill what she would have done if the door had opened while we were in the middle of it, perhaps if our guest had heard noises and decided to investigate. I like asking questions like these, especially during afterglow. Sometimes she’ll come up with a very raunchy scenario involving the sort of things she’d never do in real life. This time, however, she said, “I guess we’d put on a show.”

-Jack

Our First Time – Jack’s Version

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Jill and I first slept together on our third date. We went to dinner and a movie, and afterwards, she asked if I’d like to go to her place. I’d been on enough dates to know what that meant.

We were standing in her bedroom, ostensibly trying to decide what movie to watch from her modest collection of DVDs and VHS tapes. As I stood beside her, the smell of her perfume wafting up to my nose, I was emboldened. Having already seen one movie that night – and reasonably certain that she didn’t invite me in to watch a movie – I leaned in to kiss her. She kissed me back, her tongue quickly snaking in and out of my mouth as mine did the same.

In seconds we were on her bed, still kissing. I slid my hand under her skirt and began to touch her. As my fingers found wet flesh beneath her panties, Jill was taking my cock out of my pants. Before I had time to appreciate the anticipation, I was on the receiving end of the best blowjob I’d ever experienced. I didn’t want it to stop, knowing full well that if she kept it up I’d come a lot quicker than I planned to.

As though she could sense my impending climax, Jill stopped. We took off our clothes and when she lay back down I kissed her again. I began to touch her again, and began to kiss her all over. I sucked on her neck, grazed over her shoulders, and kissed my way down and back up each arm, stopping to savor each finger on each hand. I sucked her nipples, licked my way down her stomach and over her hips, kissed every inch of each thigh down to her feet and back up.

By now Jill was moaning softly. I began to lap at her clit, and her soft moans grew more intense. She put her hands in my hair, almost as though trying to steer me exactly where she wanted me to go. She tasted sweet, not unlike peaches, and just as I didn’t want her oral ministrations to end, I didn’t want to stop giving her the same. She came quickly, then kissed me hard. The ferocity with which she kissed me was a huge turn-on, even more so given that she must have been able to taste herself on me.

I put my cock inside of her, at last, and started thrusting. Though we started out with me on top, it wasn’t long before we switched places. Jill seemed to come quickly, and often. The sex was perfect, utterly phenomenal. Our bodies fit perfectly together, and as we tried position after position, there wasn’t a single one that we found uncomfortable or forced.

Much later, I finally came, and we lay together in silence, holding each other as we fell asleep. The following morning, we started all over again.

Our First Time – Jill’s Version

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Posted in fact one-on-one written by Jill

I first had sex with Jack much sooner than I was raised to believe a lady should. We had been on a couple dates, and it had been less than two weeks since we first met.

Our first “date” was a casual mid-week trip to Starbucks for coffee and an intimate chat. The second date was dinner followed by ice cream. Our third date was the first time we saw each other on a weekend. We went to a movie – he suggested Ladykillers, even though I would much rather have seen The Punisher – and then took a walk. We stopped at a pizza place we both liked and enjoyed a couple of slices and more conversation. Sometime during our dinner I decided I wanted him to stay the night. It was a Saturday, neither of us had to get up early the next morning, and I wanted to get to know Jack as intimately as possible. And I wanted him to get to know me the same way.

I had no desire to play hard to get, and when we finished our dinner I suggested we return to my place. He’d only been there once before, when he picked me up earlier that evening. As we went inside, I showed him my living room and asked if he’d like to watch television or a movie. I had a few DVDs, mostly chick flicks but I also had Goodfellas and Young Frankenstein. Jack said he’d love to watch a movie with me, and I took him into my bedroom, where I kept my DVDs at the time. Even though I’m sure it sounds like I brought him into the bedroom to seduce him, that was not what I had planned.

We stood in front of the shelf where I stored my small DVD collection, and after perusing it for a minute or two, he put his hand on my back. My entire body felt like it was electrified. My heart pounded, and I turned to meet his kiss. My hands were in his hair, and his were on my breasts. Our tongues met between our mouths and we kissed long and very slowly. My hands moved down his body, settling between his legs where I felt him hard and ready. Responding to my touch he lifted my skirt so that it gathered at my waist and began to fondle me as well.

I backed him up against my bed and we fell onto it, still locked in a delicious, hungry kiss. I got on top of him, straddling his waist, and when our kiss broke I reached down to open his pants and free his hardness. I took him into my mouth, feeling how responsive he was to me. Before long I was more aroused than he was. I stripped off my skirt, then removed my top as he took off his own clothes. We made out on the bed for awhile, touching each other, and then he slid down the bed so he could go down on me. I was already very wet, and very close to coming. When my first orgasm was inevitable, I hoped I wouldn’t be too loud or obvious, because I didn’t want him to stop. As it turned out, I had nothing to worry about.

I rode a wave of orgasms that seemed like they would go on forever. When he finally stopped, I had lost count of how many I’d had. I pulled him up so I could kiss him again, and while we kissed I felt his cock slip inside of me. He raised my legs up so that my feet were on his shoulders, and began to fuck me like I’d never had it before. We continued in that position until we needed a change of pace. We rolled over, with him still inside me, and I rode him until I came yet again, collapsing on top of him and kissing him passionately. When I’d caught my breath, Jack put me down on the bed, then lifted up my hips so that my ass was right in his face. He then proceeded to go down on me, practically burying his face in my pussy from behind. When I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he started using his fingers too, and I came again almost instantly.

The next time I looked at the clock, it was 2:30 in the morning! I was exhausted, but I didn’t want to stop. I was on my hands and knees, with Jack behind me, as deep inside me as he could get. I wanted him to come so bad. When he finally climaxed he let out an intense moan that let me know that he was having as much fun as I was. Finally he lay down on his back, and I lay beside him, draping my arm across his chest. We kissed again, and then while we were lying there in silence I toyed with the idea of telling Jack that he was the best lover I had ever had, that no man had ever made me feel the way he did. But I decided not to. After all, I didn’t want to scare him away. There would be plenty of time for such revelations later.

-Jill

What I’m Reading…

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Posted in books picture voyeurism/exhibitionism written by Jill

Jack and I both love to read, and one of the subjects we enjoy reading about is sex. We have a lot of books on the topic, and we will occasionally give them a look as a prelude to sex, when we’ve got open-minded company over, or for pretty much any other reason. We keep these books on the top shelf of the bookcase in our guest room, mainly because we don’t have enough room in our bedroom. In the guest room they are out of the way, yet easily accessible when they’re needed. The only downside is that we’ve got to move them when certain out-of-town guests stay over, but this isn’t really a problem. We keep a box of travel books in our closet, and swap them for the sex books until our company is gone. Works great!

This week I am re-reading Caught Looking: Erotic Tales of Voyeurs and Exhibitionists. It’s a collection of short stories edited by Alison Tyler and Rachel Kramer Bussel. It’s been out a couple years, and I’ve read it a couple times already, but I love the themes and the stories so much that I’m enjoying my third time. When the book was first published, we attended a reading at Good Vibrations in San Francisco, got thoroughly aroused, then went home for some of the hottest sex we’d ever had. I’m still shocked that we actually made it home.


In case you can’t tell, the stories in this book are all about exhibitionism and voyeurism. From the back cover: “Watching a lover undress from the safety of a window or a hidden hole in the wall. Stripping down (or dressing up) and showing off. Secretly watching others as they expose themselves, or reversing the equation by taking center stage. For the dedicated voyeur, exhibitionist, or anyone who can’t resist peeping when they know they shouldn’t.” Here are the titles of the stories:

Curtain Call – Thomas S. Roche
Room with a View – Saskia Walker
A Flash of Gold – Radclyffe
All Eyes on Her – M. Christian
Walled Lake Girl – Tara Alton
Tight Spots – Debra Hyde
Replacements – Tenille Brown
The Changing Room – Catherine Lundoff
My Finest Hour – Stan Kent
The Stars Fell Down – Kristina Wright
Couples Welcome – Erica Dumas
Busted – Sophie Mouette
X-ray Specs – Heather Peltier
Forceful Personalities – Dominic Santi
The Poet, Dying – Simon Sheppard
Command Performance – Teresa Noelle Roberts
Volcanic Vacation – Sage Vivant
Down on Your Knees – Shanna Germain
Late Bloomer – Alison Tyler
Sharing the Perfect Cock – Rachel Kramer Bussel

Although just about every page in Caught Looking arouses me in some way, my favorite stories are probably The Stars Fell Down and X-Ray Specs. X-Ray Specs is a longtime favorite of ours, having been posted at Good Vibrations’ website long before this book was published. If you’d like to read it, you’ll find it here:

http://www.goodvibes.com/content.jhtml?id=999

If you’re like us – if the thought of making love in front of an unobstructed floor-to-ceiling window turns you on, if you’ve ever gotten really hot viewing a webcam, if you enjoy pleasuring yourself twice as much when you’ve got an audience, if your biggest fantasies involve watching and being watched – give Caught Looking a try.

http://www.amazon.com/Caught-Looking-Erotic-Voyeurs-Exhibitionists/dp/1573442569/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1222205019&sr=8-1

I just wish I could find this in an audiobook, because turning the pages and using a toy can be incredibly difficult when you’re uncoordinated like me. 🙂

-Jill