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Katy& Shan's first lesbian experience ...

Katy& Shan's first lesbian experience Okay a sexual experience that came to mind was when we first met actually. We were with our boyfriends at this party and our boyfriends were like best friends and so they asked Shan and I to have sex for them seeing as it was shannons boys b-day. So we all went up to one of the rooms and the boys got a

Posted on 4/17/2007 4:03:49 PM by Apollo

Celia I'm sitting in Caffeine with Will and Jona...

Celia I'm sitting in Caffeine with Will and Jonah, drinking a double espresso. I think Will is talking about some girl he fucked at a party last weekend. Stacy. Her name was Stacy. Jonah is trying to establish whether or not this is the same Stacy he fucked in the back of his Pathfinder last semester. "Stacy from Long Island?" Jonah asks. "Connecticut," Will replies, sipping his chai. "She

Posted on 4/17/2007 4:02:58 PM by Apollo

iCircle: 'Kissing my best friend felt weird' 'Th...

iCircle: 'Kissing my best friend felt weird' 'Then one night, I told Becca about Lee’s fantasy. She was single at the time and had been moaning about her lack of sex. She seemed to find it really interesting and kept making jokes or comments about it afterwards. 'Several bottles of wine later, Becca made a suggestion: "Why don’t we go home and give Lee what he wants?" I thought she was joking,

Posted on 4/17/2007 4:01:59 PM by Apollo

Bittersweet... With a twist:: Seasons change, peop...

Bittersweet... With a twist:: Seasons change, people change After hitting all the local shops, diners and tourist attractions, she decided to lay back by the pool and get a little sun on those places the NY sun never kissed her. After a little while she noticed a couple eyeing her and smiling at her... the man was tall, sun-tanned and in his late 40s, the woman was blonde, very attractive and in

Posted on 4/17/2007 4:01:01 PM by Apollo

SexKittenB: L comes to visit. ...

SexKittenB: L comes to visit. After several phone sex threesomes and naughty emails sent back and forth L finally made it down to our house and at a decent hour I might add. We were all awake and fairly perky. Sure we were in the middle of moving the smut bookcase out of the bedroom to the den. Sometimes you just have to realize that your friends

Posted on 4/17/2007 4:00:02 PM by Apollo

Nympho Girl: Well, we just got back from a trip t...

Nympho Girl: Well, we just got back from a trip to a nice little bed & breakfast near Cincinnati on the beautiful Ohio River. As you might guess, we fucked our brains out. We met another young couple from Frankfort, Kentucky, in the place's cute little hot tub. It was a small hot tub and we almost turned around when we got there and saw it was being used, but they invited us to join them, which

Posted on 4/17/2007 3:59:03 PM by Apollo

Landon's House We got so drunk that we ended up s...

Landon's House We got so drunk that we ended up staying in Landon's extra room. Taylor loved that because he loves having sex in other people's beds. It was incredible. We could hear Hayden and Landon in the other room and that turned Taylor on a lot. The next morning Hayden came into our room with a tiny tank top on and some tiny thong underwear. She said that Landon had gone to get breakfast

Posted on 4/17/2007 3:58:05 PM by Apollo

Sex and Sox: Tatiana and a Trinity I am a notorio...

sex and Sox: Tatiana and a Trinity

I am a notoriously difficult woman to make orgasm. Before my current boyfriend, I had never had someone make me cum; certainly, I had done it to myself, and with someone encouraging me, but giving myself over completely to another person's touch had never culminated in it. Even now, when the better half goes down on me, it usually takes so long that his tongue and jaw get sore and I'll end up asking him to stop and stroking myself to climax.

This was not a problem last night, when Milla and Bruce (points if you know why I chose those psuedonyms) were taking turns lavishing my pussy and clit with attention. For nineteen months, I've felt that I'm a very lucky woman; I know I am now, for this is indeed the couple I've written about before (I also discovered that there's actually an excellent reason why things have taken so long to reach this juncture between the four of us).

I could write about the entire night, but it was the same as most visits we make with them: we chat, listen to music, eat a fantastic dinner, get into the heavy drinking, and flirt. Then, usually, my boyfriend and I leave, with me about as horny as humanly possible. But this time, we didn't. This time, we were all sitting on the couch together, touching, laughing, with Milla stripping off her top and bra to model her leather corset, and me soon following suit to try it on as well.

A corset is a sexy fucking piece of clothing. A leather corset is sexier. Curves are accentuated, and in my case, cleavage suddenly appears. It was seeing her and touching her in that, running my hands along the sides and over her breasts (larger than mine, but not overwhelmingly so) that pushed me over the edge; then, wearing it myself and being admired brought my arousal to a fever pitch.

I honestly don't remember what happened between when I took the corset off and when my boyfriend stood, holding her hand, and started walking towards the guest bedroom. I do know that Bruce and myself followed, and a few minutes later she and I were lying on the bed with my boyfriend sitting on one side of the bed while her husband watched from the other. The lights were off, candles flickering, and the world's sexiest album, Massive Attack's "Mezzanine", for background music.

Her shirt was tugged up and she hadn't put her bra back on (neither had I), and I laid beside her with a goofy grin, propped up on one elbow, trailing my fingers over her taut stomach and silky breasts. I'm amazed at how ... smooth women are, and this manifested itself in one of my childish moments: I squealed, "Is she not just... sooo... pretty?!"

I wasn't long before I brought my mouth to her nipple. This, I liked; feeling it stiffen at the touch of my tongue, feeling how warm and soft the rest of her breast was, cupping the weight of the other in my hand. We kissed, her lips pliant under mine, and I kept my eyes open to look at her -- a strange thing, I know, but what felt right.

Somewhere along the line, we got naked; I was leaning over her when she pushed me back and, smiling, started to make her slow way, with lips and fingers and tongue, down my body.

There is something exquisite about being part of an exhibition for men to admire. As anyone, I have my hang-ups; they faded away under the gaze of her husband and the quick, encouraging smile of my boyfriend. I watched her, trying to keep myself from pressing my pussy to her mouth as she kissed my inner thighs, her dark eyes gazing up at me as she moved closer and closer to it.

Then ... as I laid there wet, hot, aching, amazed, she slid her tongue between my nether lips and over my clit, and it felt heavenly. It's not that what she did was so different from what other people have done; it was the fact that this was a woman 'servicing' me, her slender fingers slipping into my pussy, her pierced tongue flicking at me, those lily-petal lips glistening with the same moist sensuality that we share, her chin and cheeks like satin against my skin. I felt bad that I hadn't shaved clean, as I prefer, and that my hair, short though it is, was rough upon her.

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:30:15 AM

SOPEF: Kaii: Enter Claire A few weeks ago she ca...

SOPEF: Kaii: Enter Claire

A few weeks ago she came to stay at my place for a few days. We listened to music and did each others' hair. It was fun. We went out to the club with some friends and danced. All innocent, right?

As soon as we got back home, we started making out as soon as we got in the door. She had pinched one of my nipples while we were at the club and kept whispering to me how she wanted to lick my pussy. I was horny and wet all night.

We undressed each other, pulling and tearing at each other's clothes until we both stood at the back door with only our bra and panties on. I pulled her upstairs into my bedroom and undid her bra on the way upstairs. She has the nicest tits. They are full and round with big nipples. Her nipples were hard and I reached around and pinched one of them.

We got into my room and I took off her panties. She laid down on the bed and I crouched over her, smelling her pussy. She spread her cunt lips and I licked her pussy in small strokes, teasing her. She moaned for more and I gently bit and sucked her clit. I pushed my finger into her and could feel how slick and wet her pussy was. It felt like she was gushing.

The thought that I made her so wet made me even hornier.

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:29:15 AM

SOPEF: Kaii: Adventures in the Bathroom The dance...

SOPEF: Kaii: Adventures in the Bathroom

The dance floor was crowded and I kept getting pushed into this chick who was decked out in a "I fucked Paris Hilton" tank top. She was totally hot. She had long dark hair, full lips and a smoking body. She smiled at me and I smiled back.

Oh, sexy girl....

We both turned back towards our friends and continued dancing. But eventually we were pushed up against one another again. She turned her head and looked at me and kept rubbing and grinding her ass against me. She looked so naughty. I wanted to eat her.

Eventually, my friends and I went back up to the bar and I left sexy girl on the dance floor. She turned around when I left and reached out and grabbed my hand. She looked at me and said, "No, don't leave". "I'm just going to the bar," I said as I smiled and walked away.

We ordered another round of drinks and then another. I was totally fucking plastered by this time.

I spotted sexy girl walking towards the bathroom and decided that I had to go too ;-)

She watched me walk up to her and had a big smile on her perfect lips.

"You're back."

"I guess so."

There was much giggling and rubbing/bumping into one another while we waited in line. She was so fucking hot.

Finally it was our turn for the bathroom and she grabbed my hand and pulled me in after her. She pulled me into the stall and pushed me out of the way as she slammed the door. She turned and looked at me. She had this huge smile on her face and pushed me into the side panel and started kissing me aggressively.

Her tongue was so soft and wet in my mouth. We moaned and kissed and felt each other up. Her hand went down and unzipped my pants and she shoved her hand down my pants and shoved my g string aside. She pushed her finger past my pussy lips and flicked it across my clit.

I'm sorry, but women are much better at finding the right "spot" when they're fingering you. Sorry, guys. :(

We played with one another, kissing with her fingering me while I bit her nipples through her tank top. I was drunk as all hell and thought it was fun and naughty.

We were interrupted by a loud knock on the stall door and a "are you done in there?".

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:28:15 AM

SOPEF: Kaii: Christmas With Claire I grabbed her...

SOPEF: Kaii: Christmas With Claire

I grabbed her by the hips and started fucking her. It was such a trip to be the one doing the fucking, instead of a guy.

I fucked her slow and deep and she took it all. My pussy was just throbbing. I was so turned on.

The vibrator was humming along when I gave her permission to cum. She came long and hard, screaming and moaning out loud.

I love having an orgasm when you are being fucked up the ass or have a butt plug in. It can be so intense, but also hard to control.

I pulled the strap on out and took off the gag. She looked up at me and smiled.

“I am going to lick your pussy so fucking good, you're going to be screaming my name.”

And what can I say? She was right.

She licks pussy better than any other guy I've ever been with. Sorry guys, but it's true. Woman tend to be better pussy lickers.

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:27:15 AM

COCAINE KATE'S 3-IN-BED LESBIAN ORGIES By Phil Tay...

COCAINE KATE'S 3-IN-BED LESBIAN ORGIES By Phil Taylor and Jane Atkinson

DRUG-DAZED Kate Moss lay on a hotel bed with star pals Sadie Frost and Hollyoaks actress Davinia Taylor and spoke the words that would change their friendships forever.

"Have you ever had sex with a woman?" purred the supermodel—gazing at Davinia as she slipped out of her party dress. "Well, why don't we do it right now?"

So the three pals stripped and began a lesbian three-in-a-bed sex session in a suite in London's posh Claridges after a drunken showbiz bash.

And the trigger for it was, as it would always be, Kate's cocaine and booze addiction.

Fashion PA Rebecca White, who has known the catwalk beauty since 1998, revealed: "Kate is naturally a very sexually open person. But, when she's doing cocaine, she becomes even more so and will fall into bed with whoever she chooses. Women as well as men."

After that night at Claridges three years ago, Kate bedded her pals together at least one more time, then slept with them separately. By that time she had also indulged in threesomes with Sadie and her then Hollywood star husband Jude Law.

Here, the News of the World exposes Kate's sad descent from world-class fashion babe into a shambolic life of debauchery—made even worse by her disastrous relationship with heroin addict Babyshambles singer Pete Doherty.

Jealous

Following a shock investigation involving several different sources close to the 31-year-old catwalk queen and her friends, the News of the World can reveal how she:

COAXED Sadie's then jealous husband Jude Law into taking part in her sex sessions with Sadie to keep him sweet over their lesbian affair.

ROMPED with blonde Davinia on SIX more occasions—and tried to carry on their fling after the soap star had married David Beckham's sports agent pal Dave Gardner.

BEDDED Sadie at a holiday villa while the actress's then lover Jackson Scott was there.

FORCED Sadie to vow never to sleep with any other women but her.

POUNCED on American pal Rebecca White while high on cocaine in a hotel and kissed and groped her naked on the bed, and

HELD such a grip over her tight circle of A-list friends that they have become known as "Kate's Disciples."

We also reveal the depths of deluded Croydon-born Kate's cocaine addiction, which earned her the nickname of ‘The Conjurer' because of the way she sets up lines of the drug.

Last week Kate's drug addiction hit the headlines after she was pictured snorting cocaine through a rolled-up banknote.

But the secret depraved sex life the drug has triggered is even more shocking—and it began three years ago at posh Claridges with pals Sadie, 41, and 27-year-old Davinia.

"Kate was high and the other two were drunk at a bash. They went up to a suite and got in bed together," said a source close to Kate. "Kate started chatting about sex. She had already been to bed with Sadie—so she asked Davinia if she had ever done it with a woman before and, bosh, that was it.

"They started snogging and soon they were naked and having a threesome with Sadie. It wasn't a one-off. Kate had one-on-one sessions with Sadie and even got Jude involved in a threesome with her."

Another witness said Davinia and Sadie also had a threesome at Kate's house after getting drunk.

"Kate had been taking drugs," said our source. "But Davinia and Sadie were in a drunken stupor and virtually passed out on Kate's bed. The three of them all ended up naked on the bed and it went on from there.

"Kate slept with Davinia half a dozen times before she married Dave Gardner.

"Six months ago Kate went to Davinia's home and dared her to kiss her while her husband was away.

"They were both p****d and had a full-on snog. Davinia wouldn't go any further that day. But, usually, when Kate wants someone she just gives them the look—and I've never known anyone turn her down."

Lust

Our dossier shows Sadie has been the major focus of Kate's bisexual lust. And it caused friction with Jude Law and flamenco star Jackson Scott — the lover Sadie took up with after her split from her husband.

Kate dealt with the Jude problem simply by getting the sex-mad actor involved. Another source close to Sadie Frost told us: "Sadie doesn't really fancy other women, but it has become normal between her and Kate. Jude started to hate it when his wife was alone with Kate.

"So they had threesomes—Jude, Kate and Sadie—because he didn't like it when he wasn't involved. At one of Kate's parties Sadie was having sex openly with Kate and they were all over each other's breasts."

Sadie and Jackson split in August.

And we can reveal that Sadie's relationship with Kate has also cooled.

"Kate went off Sadie when she split from Jude. She'd sleep with people if they were important," said a source close to the actress.

"Sadie is in love with Kate, she is possessive over her but Kate is not so interested in her now. I was told that Sadie went mad when she heard Kate was trying to get off with Davinia."

Rebecca White knows only too well the mayhem drugs cause in the supermodel's sex life. "When she's doing cocaine, it's normal behaviour for her to jump on a couch with another woman and start fondling her breasts."

In 2002, while Rebecca was working for Naomi Campbell in Barcelona, she experienced first hand the supermodel's insatiable craving for cocaine AND women on the same day.

"Kate said she had to go back to the hotel to change," she recalled.

"She said: ‘And YOU'RE coming with me'. So I did.

"When we got to her hotel room, Kate tore off her dress, came up to me in her panties and started kissing me.

Strange

"We fell onto the bed together and she touched my breasts, but after a few minutes of groping and kissing, I started to feel nervous and gently pushed her away."

A further source who knows Kate well told us she believed the model's lesbianism went into overdrive after she had secret treatment for alcohol and cocaine addiction at the Priory clinic in Roehampton.

She also says junkie Kate dreams of creating a bohemian "set" among her friends—swapping partners and being bisexual. "Kate sees this as exciting and spicy."

But whereas Kate sees her dream as stylish, other pals realise it is just a drug-fuelled illusion.

"Everyone calls her and her mates Kate and the Disciples," said our source.

"Everyone knows she swings both ways. She is awful for going at it with girls when she's off her head on coke or booze. She would not do it when she was sober."

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:26:15 AM

THISISLONDON: KATE HIT BY MORE REVELATIONS Miss M...

THISISLONDON: KATE HIT BY MORE REVELATIONS

Miss Moss's depraved sex life was detailed in the News of the World, which claimed her lesbian affairs with Miss Frost, 41, and Hollyoaks star Miss Taylor, 27, began at least three years ago.

On one occasion the three women had sex in a suite in Claridge's hotel after Miss Moss had taken cocaine at a party.

A friend of the model told the newspaper: 'It wasn't a one-off. Kate had been to bed with Sadie before and she also slept with Davinia half a dozen times after that.

'There was another occasion when they had a threesome together at Kate's house in London.

'Davinia got married to Dave Gardner (the sports agent who is friendly with David Beckham) in 2003 and she cooled things with Kate after that. But six months ago Kate went to Davinia's home in London and dared her to kiss her while her husband was away.

'They had a drunken kiss but Davinia wouldn't go any further than that because she wouldn't cheat on her husband.'

Miss Frost's relationship with Miss Moss was said to have caused friction in her marriage to Mr Law, which ended in divorce earlier this year.

Incredibly, Miss Moss placated Law by inviting him to join them in bed.

A source said: 'Jude started to hate it when his wife was alone with Kate. He hated the whole thing and they rowed about it a lot. So they had threesomes - Jude, Kate and Sadie - because he didn't like it when he wasn't involved.'

KATE MOSS ORGY REVELATIONS

Kate Moss has had drug fuelled three-in-a-bed lesbian sex sessions with her best friends - and has also bedded Jude Law. .

The model reportedly becomes wildly sexual during cocaine-fuelled parties, and has orchestrated a number of lesbian romps with friends including actress Sadie Frost and British TV star Davinia Taylor.

And she even included Hollywood star Jude when he became jealous of her involvement with his then wife, Sadie Frost. .

Kate's lesbian sex sessions were always fuelled by drugs and alcohol, according to fashion PA Rebecca White, who revealed the 31-year-old's debauched past to Britain's News of The World. .

Rebecca, who has known Kate since 1998 and partied with her at least 60 times said: "When Kate is under the influence of drugs, she becomes incredibly uninhibited ."She is naturally a very sexually open person. But, when she's doing cocaine, she will fall into bed with whoever she chooses. Women as well as men" .

The first time the supermodel bedded her friends was in a suite at London's Claridges hotel after a showbiz party three years ago.

A source said: "Kate was high and the other two [Frost and Taylor] were drunk at a bash They went up to a suite and got in bed together They were watching television together when Kate started chatting about sex

"She had already been to bed with Sadie - so she asked Davinia if she had ever done it before They started snogging and soon they were having a threesome with Sadie"

The claims come just days after Britain's Daily Mirror newspaper published pictures of Moss snorting cocaine.

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:25:16 AM

Just Another Day In Paradise... I Saw Jesus I rem...

Just Another Day In Paradise... I Saw Jesus

I remember waking up nude, lying on a faux white bear skin rug. A light weight blanket draped over me. It was one of those mornings when it feels that your brain is screaming from in between your ears, a giant is stepping on your head - the pressure possibly causing it to implode, and light is like ice picks through your eyes. I looked around trying to figure out where I was, anticipating at any moment I would realize that I crashed at JP’s at the last minute… however nothing looked familiar through my squinted eyes.

I slowly rolled over and saw her. Her shoulder length brunette hair lying partially across her face, her milky body lying naked beside me... This could not possibly be what it appeared to be.

I quietly reached for my little black dress on the ground near my feet, doing everything in my power not to wake her. I slipped into it and tried to find the bathroom. I was completely overwhelmed. I had no idea where I was, how I got there, why I was there (although I had a pretty good idea), and even worse… I had no idea who she was. Not at all.

I sat on the toilet, my head in my hands attempting to piece any of the previous evening back together. Fragments of memory flashed before me in a kaleidoscope of nonsense… stumbling into the apartment, coming out of the bathroom to a room lit with candles, her sitting on the couch next to me, slowly sliding my dress straps down my shoulders and kissing me, my nerves overwhelming me. She asked if I wanted the candles put out… I did. Seeing this… watching this unfold before me was too much. She blew them out and invited me to join her on the white fur…

And then the realization: I. Am. Going. To. Hell. Oh my god, premarital sex was one thing, but a lesbian encounter? This had to be far worse.

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:24:16 AM

Xposed Girls on Lady Loving Diana Kauffman: I hav...

Xposed Girls on Lady Loving

Diana Kauffman: I have experimented with women. I’m not a lesbian, but I think women are beautiful. They’re hot. It’s completely different. With men, it’s about satisfaction, like you get something and then you feel satisfied. With women, it is more like the act of sensuality. It’s more like art, I guess. It’s definitely a taboo factor. I think it makes it even more erotic to have sex with another woman when you aren’t a lesbian. I had sex with my best friend, who is also not a lesbian. I’ve known her for so long, and it seemed like something like that would never happen in a million years. When she came to visit from San Francisco, we went to a couple of clubs and had a bit to drink and ended up making out. The next day we pretended like it never happened except for giggling a little bit. It didn’t ruin our friendship or anything.

Lana Fink: I live 20 minutes from Washington, D.C. My friends and I went there. One friend brought chocolate whipped cream. Before you knew it, the whipped cream was all over us and the bouncers started stuff $20s in our clothes. Later that night, my girlfriend and I ended up experimenting with the whipped cream. First on the finger, then the lips and before we knew it, we... well, you know. Almost every girl is curious, and what better person to do it with than your best friend? That was just that once, just experimenting. I definitely prefer men. How's it different? Well, as a girl, you know what feels good so it is a little bit easier to do the things you would like done to you. Guys require a little more instruction on where to go and what to do.

Gina Baca: I lost my virginity to a girl but I prefer men. Guys don't get this. When girls hook up with girls, it is not the same feeling as hooking up with a guy. It's kind of a bonding thing like going shopping with your girlfriend. There isn't that uncomfortness or insecure feeling. You know what each other's body has and what you want. I know what I like so I know how to please her. I'm going to do to her what I want done to myself. There's laughing and fun. It's not really sexually intimate in terms of being serious. It's more playful like kittens. (If a girl wants to experiment) I say get drunk with your best girlfriend. Get wasted and then talk about it.

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:23:16 AM

The Newly Single Guy: When I Was in College I Part...

The Newly Single Guy: When I Was in College I Partied A Lot...

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

While I was in college I partied a lot. Lately that partying has subsided a bit, but I want to get back into the swing of things once the holidays are over. In college I always partied with my friends, but rarely did Elaine join me when I did. She’d go to her own parties, sometimes she wouldn’t drink and she would tell her friends and my friends that I didn’t let her drink.

Actually I liked it more when she did drink. She was a light weight, and she’d pass out, then the phone calls would stop, wondering where I was and whom I was with. Although I often flirted, I never cheated, but she worried anyway. I on the other hand wanted her to meet guys, and even toward the end I even wanted her to cheat on me, but that’s neither here nor there.

My best friend Tom had dated Elaine’s best friend Jackie. That was in high school. When we went away to college and they were both still in high school he broke up with her, and encouraged me to do the same. But I was in love, foolishly at the time. After our first semester Elaine would visit often, and call even more often, but I always forgot to take my cell phone with me, or so I told her. I’d get drunk, every weekend, like you’re supposed to, and I’d drunk dial, and she’d get pissed, but she always got over it.

When Elaine joined me at school, that second semester, Tom and I rented an apartment together. We rented it with another guy that first year, he was Lebanese, and he had a way with women… But that’s a story for another time.

Elaine brought Jackie up with her and they were roommates. They were inseparable, which was good because I could party and not feel like I had to bring Elaine with me all the time. And although Tom and Jackie never got back together when she showed up at a party where we were, usually Tom and Jackie ended up in our apartment having drunk sex.

One night a conversation came up about sex. It was just the four of us and we were completely trashed, drinking too much to be sure. We talked about threesomes and how Tom and I agreed that it would have to be two girls and so on. Elaine got up to go to the bathroom, Jackie leaned over to me and confessed that on two separate occasions she and Elaine had made out, when this drunk. I passed it off as another way for Elaine to try to get me jealous or get me upset, and I just told her next time I wanted to watch.

Of course that night Elaine passed out, but not before jacking me off, and the sounds of Tom and Jackie going at it probably filled up the whole damned apartment building.

A few weeks later, I got back to the apartment after a party and about 1:30 in the morning my cell phone rang. It was Jackie and I could hear Elaine giggling in the background. Jackie told me to come over right away; they wanted a boy to play with. Being drunk I knew better than to drive the 10 blocks to campus so I ran the whole way, nearly puking on the way.

When I got their, Elaine opened the door and just laughed. “You thought we were serious? Right!”

I was pissed, but didn’t show it. I told her I was staying the night, no way was I going to walk all the way back home and not get some action for the night. They unfolded the flip and fuck for me, and I curled up on Elaine. I pushed her curly hair aside and started kissing her on her neck. After only a few kisses I started to reach my hand into the top of her pants, she was in PJ’s. I actually enjoy some foreplay and normally I would not have moved this fast with her, but I could tell that she was actually pretty shit faced, and it wouldn’t be long before she passed out. I had to get some while the getting was good.

When I got to my target, she was extremely wet. I knew Elaine too well, and I certainly knew that three or four kisses were not enough to get her this wet. Something was going on before I got there. I rolled her on her back and sunk my middle finger deep into her vagina. I was actually getting pretty turned on from the thought of them making out.

Jackie was rather attractive. She had shoulder length blonde hair, and beautiful blue eyes. She always had a manicure, and she wore perfume that drove me wild. She had on occasion rubbed up against me at dances and parties, when she was drunk, and even once rubbed my cock a little, when Elaine wasn’t looking. I got an IM one night from her, and she and I exchanged a little cyber sex; drunken cyber sex.

While I was removing my shirt and then removed Elaine’s shirt I was actually fantasizing about Jackie. I figured this could be my one chance in life to have a threesome. But before I could say anything Elaine whispered to me, “Can Jackie join in? I want you to fuck me doggie style while I eat her pussy…”

After a couple “are you serious”es and “are you sure”S? I consented. I was told I could only touch her breast, but I could not kiss her, nor could I fuck her. I was content with that. Elaine got up from the floor and kissed Jackie full on the lips, and started to strip her. Jackie in turn stripped the rest of Elaine’s clothes. While Jackie was sitting on the bed, Elaine started to eat out her pussy. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, but I stripped immediately, and started to rub my hard cock.

While Elaine was going to town, Jackie had her eyes locked on mine. The whole time I was jacking off. I could see the orgasm rising in Jackie, but I wasn’t sure if it was my time to start fucking Elaine, but I needed to put my dick somewhere, and at this point I was wishing I could put it in Jackie.

Elaine sat up and saw just how hard I was. She came over to me and she kissed me. My tongue darted all around her mouth taking in the sweet smell of Jackie’s juices. I opened my eyes and could see Jackie fingering herself furiously.

Elaine told Jackie she could suck my cock if she liked, and Jackie nearly knocked Elaine over to get to me. She went to town on my dick, licking around my balls, then up my hard shaft and all around my head. She started by taking the head of my cock in her mouth, and just that was all I could do from blowing my wad.

Jackie looked up at me and locked her eyes onto mine; she also started to play with my balls in her hand. She then started to run her mouth up and down my erect cock. Elaine could tell I was on the verge of explosion, so she interrupted Jackie and handed me a condom. I put it on and jacking got on all fours. I entered her from behind, and she was wetter than I had ever remembered.

Jackie stood in front of her and Elaine started to eat her pussy as I started to Fuck Elaine. Jackie and I kept our eyes locked, until Elaine started to orgasm, quickly. She put her hands on Jackie’s ass and really started going to town. Jackie started to orgasm, and I wasn’t far behind. I blew my wad, and I started pounding her as hard as I could. We were one solid mass of movement for a good two minutes before we all collapsed on the flip and fuck pretty much exhausted.

I was laying between Elaine and Jackie. Elaine was facing her bed, I was facing Elaine’s back and Jackie was curled up against mine. We were all naked. It wasn’t but a few minutes before Elaine was passed out, and it wasn’t long after that that I could feel Jackie’s hand on my cock.

I was sure it was the alcohol talking, but Jackie whispered in my ear, “I may not have had it tonight, but I will have this in me before long. I want your cock, and I will get it…”

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:22:16 AM

We all need to fuck, yes we do! Fukuhara and I dr...

We all need to fuck, yes we do!

Fukuhara and I drank our hearts out. Actually, me. Kate drank alot. Fukuhara smoked alot. I don't really like the smell of cigarettes , though. But I guess, the semi- drunk me, didn't really bother. I was almost too drunk to bother.The drunk n ciggie Fukuhara started snogging me. Licking my neck. I corresponded. I assisted him in taking off his top. I worked on his nipple. Licking it . Sucking with me , strong agile tongue.Suddenly, I heard Miho, screaming loudly, I think she is hitting climax or something. I saw her, riding ozawa.A naughty thought, came to my mind. I crawled over to where, the lovebirds were. N I sucked Miho's breast. She stroked my hair as she rocked away. Fukuhara, came over."What do u think u are doing? Running away from me ? I'm jealous. " He pinched my butt. Tugged at my boxers."Time of the month." , I said, in a rush, I didn't want to lose a second of sucking her deliciously tanned breast. She had such big nipples. YUM. To think of it now, makes mine hard.

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:21:16 AM

SwingingHousewifeConfessions.Blogspot.com Veronic...

SwingingHousewifeConfessions.Blogspot.com

Veronica was an exchange student from Hong Kong. Her real name wasn't Veronica, but since V's and R's aren't a part of her native language, we thought it would be funny to call her Veronica. When she said it, it sounded like WaWonica. Anyway, she was adorable. Very sweet and very quiet. Her English was pretty good, and we became best friends right away. She went to school with me every day, and I started introducing her to my friends outside of school. She even dated Harry's best friend Steven. We went on double dates together and had a great time. One night, we were out at the bar, both wasted. She came over to me and gave me an extra long hug. She told me I was her best friend and that she loved me. I laughed it off and told her to have another one. We took a cab home and on the way she put her head on my shoulder and was quietly rubbing my leg. It felt amazing and strange at the same time. I was completely frozen and didn't move one bit. When we got to the house, we went up to our room and changed and got into our own beds. I was just starting to fall asleep when Veronica layed down on my bed and started to spoon me. She was running her hand up and down my side and started kissing my neck. I had never been so turned on in my life. She moved her hands over to my front and began to caress my breasts. Our hips began grinding into each other and she slowly moved her hand into my panties and started to finger me. I turned onto my back, and we started kissing. I was using my hands to explore her breasts, and was amazed at how soft they were. I began kissing her neck, her shoulders, and eventually began to suck and kiss on her nipples. It was at that point we just looked at each other and started to laugh. We agreed to talk about it, but would wait till we were drunk again to make it easier.

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:20:16 AM

Journals.aol.com: Lustfully Speaking Monday, Janua...

Journals.aol.com: Lustfully Speaking
Monday, January 17, 2005
11:00:00 PM EST

Feeling Flirtatious
A first

Tonight’s story isn’t a fantasy but a memory, the memory of the first time I crossed that line between bi-curious and bi-sexual. I had been married 8 years (this was about ’99) and the hubby and I were looking into ways to “spice things up”. We had started watching porn together, using toys and sharing fantasies. One of his favorite fantasies was about a threesome with another woman. We had talked about going to a strip club together for a long time.

One spring night after a nice dinner and several drinks my hubby suggested we drive an hour or so north to a small town that was well known for two things, an army base and a full-nude strip club. I’m sure you’ve guess by now that we weren’t headed to the army base. I had never been in a strip club before and the whole ride up there I was filled with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. Fortunately I had dressed up for the night out in an open cup bra and matching thong, button up silky black shirt, a black miniskirt, and black knee length boots. On the way to the club my hubby dared me to lose the thong and with the combination of the alcohol and anticipation were enough to make me peel them off and toss them into the backseat.

When we pulled up to the club, I was a little disappointed. It was a slightly run down, concrete block building with a dirt and gravel parking lot. Several men were headed to the door when we pulled up but I didn’t see any other women, which made me hesitant but we had come this far and I had no intention of backing out now. There was a middle aged man taking the cover charge at the door and once my eyes adjusted to the dim, smoky atmosphere I saw a couple of dancers walking around the room talking to the men. I noticed a curtained off area, as well as a separate bar area with pool tables and a door marked “Private”. The stage came out into a “T” with seating around it. There were also several tables scattered around the room. Most of the men were at the tables so there were several seats open at the stage and that’s were my husband lead me.

We quickly learned the “rules” there had to be $20 on the stage for the girl to get totally nude so the sooner the money on the stage reached$20 she immediately took it all off. If the $20 limit was met before the song started, you got to see her naked the whole time. We also learned quickly strippers LOVE women to tip because it all plays into that classic 2 women fantasy most men have and so they allowed women far more latitude than men. This place played REALLY fast and loose with the regulations. It didn’t take me long to get comfortable. I went quickly from lying dollar bills on the edge of the stage to holding a folded bill in my teeth and placing it between the tits of the dancers. Soon my hubby didn’t have to supply the dollars; other men were asking me to tip for them. It was a win-win situation for us all. It’s not hard to see which girls enjoy their work and which ones are there for the cash.

One of the girls repeated caught my eye, her skin was a deep tan, her long dark hair fell halfway down her back in loose sexy waves, and she was having fun. She loved being the center of everyone’s attention and she was a real entertainer. After she had danced on stage several times she made a point of coming over the hubby and me to thank us for tipping so well and encouraging tipping from everyone else. She then asked if we were interested in a private dance. I excused myself to the ladies room while she and hubby discussed it and by the time I got back it was a done deal. She went to “freshen up” and before the next song started she lead us behind the curtained area to a dimly lit sofa. She made small talk and undressed completely while we waited for the start of “our song”. She told hubby how lucky he was, commenting on my openness to be at a strip club and my lack of jealousy toward the attention he got from the girls.

She also told me how she loved girls, especially those with big tits like mine, she asked if I would let her see them and I found myself unbuttoning my shirt, reveling the open cups of my bra, exposing my 38DDs and hard round nipples. As the music died down she brushed her fingertips over my nipples. As the next song started she learned into me and softly kissed my lips, her hands roaming my tits. She straddled my lap, started kissing down my neck and whispered in my ear “this is a participation sport darling, touch me”. I noticed hubby's hand stroking up and down her back and tentatively I ran my hands up her waist, ribs and cupped her tits. It was the first time I had ever touched any naked tits besides my own and I immediately became wet. Rubbing her tits, her nipples beading against my palms, I kissed her, sliding my tongue in and out of her mouth. Her skin was so soft, so warm. It was a completely different experience from being with a man. She pressed my face against her tits and I immediately began licking and sucking her nipples.

Damn how I love the feel of tits in my mouth and my hands, swirling my tongue around those hard nipples, the warm soft surrounding flesh against my face. I sucked softly at first until she told me to suck harder. That was all the encouragement I needed, I sucked, pulled and kneaded her incredibly beautiful tits until she pushed my head away, pushing my shoulders back to the couch and dipped her head down to my tits. She sucked and nibbled my tits until I was squirming on the couch, making little noises in the back of my throat. Every once in awhile I looked to see what hubby was thinking and doing. He was always touching the dancer but made sure he wasn’t in the way of what she and I were doing. From time to time he whispered encouragement to me, but his main role was to watch. Way too soon the girl stood up and I was afraid the dance was over or maybe I had gone too far but she was pushing down to lie on the couch, my head in hubby’s lap, his hard on rubbing against the back of my head. She straddled my face, positioning her shaved pussy over my mouth. This is the moment of truth for me; I could see the moisture glistening on her pussy lips, what would be my next move?

While I was contemplating that I felt her tongue part the dark, damp curls of my pussy. It was amazing, knowing a beautiful woman was eating my pussy while my husband watched and tons of men were just on the other side of the curtain. She sucked my clit into her mouth and flicked it with her tongue and all I could think of was tasting her so I buried my face in her pussy and began lapping her clit. She was grinding against my face and what I lacked in experience, I made up for with enthusiasm. It was a good thing my mouth was stuffed with her pussy because I came so hard, my whole body shook. I worked her clit with my tongue and hubby was fingering her ass. I actually felt a rush of cum on my lips. The last few seconds of the song she and I spent kissing and licking pussy juice off each others faces. When the song was over and she and I were straightening our clothes, she made hubby an offer to “take care” of us both in a locked massage room for an unnamed price but he wasn’t interested in sticking around.

He hurried me out of the club so fast I was worried he was upset about the things I had done, but I didn’t have to worry about that. As soon as we got out to the Explorer, he jerked open the back door, bent me face down in the backseat, flipped up my skirt, and slammed his dick in balls deep to my pussy. He fucked me hard and fast and in a few strokes we were both cumming. I slept all the way home, but it’s a night I won’t ever forget. By the way, a few months later the cops shut that place down for drugs and prostitution… go figure.

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:19:16 AM

MaritalArts: Three's Company I had been pesteri...

MaritalArts: Three's Company

I had been pestering my wife forever for a threesome. I have always wanted to do one.....I guess which guy does not. My wife is Indian just like me. So yes she did not take too kindly to the idea. To her it smacked of dissatisfaction with married life, a betrayal to have another woman during our love making. But gradually I wore her down-----arguing that a threesome was a shared forbidden experience which would be an adventure for both of us and embarking on such a path would strengthen our bonds and bring some spice into our married life. She kind of saw my point but was still not totally into it.

A few words about us. I am 28, not in the best of shape myself---a bit overweight. But I have an insatiable sexual appetite and can go on like the proverbial Everready Bunny. My wife is 25, let's call her Tanya for the duration of the story. She is curvaceous with succulent breasts that are on the larger size (36c)----ever since she came to US she has put on a little. That had made her even more delectable cause she had a nice ass which shakes slightly when you slap it, tapering down to legs a design artist would be proud to have in his portfolio. In all, my wife is a "piece of work."

So where were we? Aah the threesome. The problem was getting the third person. First of all, no hookers. Firstly, there is always the risk of disease of some sort. And secondly, a hooker is a "sure thing "( in the words of Julia Roberts in "Pretty Woman")-----the real fun however is in seducing someone who is not.....after all half the fun in sex is in the chase. Right people?

Ok so now that we don't have hookers, who do we have? People we know. Tanya had maintained she did not want it to be any of her friends.....I insisted it should be one of hers. Because one of the things that is essential to a good threesome experience is the chemistry between the two girls. Did I say "one of the things"? Make that "the only thing".

It was now a kind of a stalemate----my wife was game for the experience but it never happened because there was never any resource. It was kind of like what politicians tell you during election time---we agree in principle that there should be a hospital in the community but we just don't have the money.

Now in an ideal world where all women were available, who would the ideal third wheel be? My wife's bestest friend from India---Nandita. A word about Nandita. Well more than one word really. Nandita was a very nice girl---a real gem of a person. She was single. And yes did I forget something ? Yes I did. She was one of the most generously endowed girls I have ever seen-----nothing "small and humble", you would confuse them with mountains. She is 100% natural, made in India and looking at her you could understand why India has always attracted invaders.....she symbolized the bounty of lush pre-British India.

My wife knew how I drooled after Nandita. She had given me fair warning---no leching on her friend. However, she did not mind me fantasizing about her----in my wife's book you are free to have fantasies so long as you know that they are not to be translated to reality.

Another factoid about my wife. There may be girls who give better blowjobs or do some other things better---but there was one thing noone could beat my wife in. Fantasy stories. One of my favorite pastimes is to get my wife nude, make her recline on me, her big breasts pressed hard against my hairy chest, she holding my erect cock and telling me erotic stories....Imaginary of course. And those stories frequently involved her friend Nandita. Inevitably, my cum would fly out like a Patriot missile.

Nandita works for a software company in India and she got her first US posting a few months ago. The way Tanya and she worked it out was that after her term finished, she would come and stay with us for a week. Well that's pretty good I figured.....even knowing that she is in the guest room would give me that much more energy to really hit home hard.....and if she heard Tanya's muffled screams....mmm even the thought was heavenly. This frankly was the most that I expected.

Luckily, I was wrong.

We picked up Nandita from the airport. She had lost a bit of weight my wife observed....I hoped it was not from the wrong places. She was dressed conservatively in a black business jacket and knee length skirt.

Then we went for dinner in a French restaurant. As we went in , Nandita took off her jacket. Goddamn. Her twin peaks were straining against her tucked-in white shirt and I, well, just could not take my eyes off. The tension on those threads----and in my trousers. Oooohhh the humanity.

As we ordered, I perceived a mocking glance from my wife. Now that's one problem with my wife. She always keeps looking at my eyes----look at a girl for a second and when I go home I get a low down on whom I ogled at what point of time. I always feel that Big Brother (or Big Sister in this case) is watching my every move.

When Nandita excused herself to go the restoom, Tanya whispered to me: " Stop ogling her breasts......girls understand this stuff. Do what you want with your own friends....not with Nandita. I won't have you embarrassing me in front of her. Is that clear?"

Suitably chastised, I looked downwards like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

Tanya whispered again:" Yes I know she is looking very hot. She has lost a lot of weight but that's accentuated her assets even more."

I nodded in agreement like a good husband.

She twisted her lip and snarled :" You are hard, aren't you?"

Luckily Nandita came back and I didn't have to answer that rhetorical question.

We drove back to our place. The girls kept on babbling throughout the ride about mutual friends, family scandals, ear-rings------------------in short the Chinese water-drip torture for me.

Once home, the girls sat next to each other on the couch continuing the same conversation totally ignoring my presence. Tanya suggested Nandita change but Nandita said she was too caught up in the conversation----she would change when she goes to sleep. My wife added---assuming I let you sleep tonight. We will talk whole night-----Mr Sleepy-Head can go to bed if he wants.

Nandita giggled---Oh no I am not letting you go to sleep. You shall have to stay here with us.

Yes I thought to myself and participate in some feminine bitching. Aah well, the travails of an Indian husband.

In the middle, Nandita asked me "I have heard you keep a very well stocked mini-bar. How about letting me sample some....I am sure you won't refuse me."---her eyes glowing flirtily.

I tried my tacky humor---" I always like my mini bar stocked and my girls stacked."

Tanya flashed a poisonous glance at me----silently saying "Shut up". Maybe I had gone a bit too far----but No....Nandita smiled beautifully and said " Well said....."

Tanya smiled again.....Relieved that her friend had not been offended by this crudity. Yes I know in my wife's dictionary this was a vulgarity.

I got up and began to make "women's beverages." I am a Jack Daniels man myself but my wife detests such stuff----only Screwdrivers and sweet-tasting stuff for her. So here I was, her man-Friday mixing cocktails for her and her friend. Needless to say, I added a bit more alcohol than was prudent. I am no sweet angel as you might have guessed by now.

The girls attacked the drinks with gusto. They were now talking about some mutual friend who was very flat in the chest department and was having trouble getting married. So she was advised to wear stuffed bras when prospective grooms came......at which point me or the alcohol I had inside me said :" Well poor girl. God gives it all to some."

I saw my wife's brow rise again. Nandita smiled and said " Thank you. Yes I know everything is not fair. God does not practice communism."

Tanya's friend was spunkier than I thought. As Alice said :" Curioser and curioser."

Again seeing that her friend had taken the compliment in the right spirit, my wife relaxed.

She confided :" He is a total lech. All he cares for are breasts. Sometimes I wonder if he ever needed a wife or just a pair of breasts."

Nandita smiled----"Oh Tanya most men are like that. I think your husband is kind of sweet."

Yeah sweet.

She continued on--" I like your honesty. I always have. Most men I know pretend to something they are not. With you it's all up-front."

Gee.....has my leching become so obvious ? I thought I was the suave kind of guy............

The drinks were continuing unabated. With the girls giggling a bit too much now I went on and changed the music----Enigma. "Principles of Lust". Yes I was leaving very less to chance. Or trying not to.

Nandita was complaining to Tanya. " Oh come on let him say what he wants to. Don't make gestures and stop him. Twice tonight I have seen you stop him with your eyes. You should be lucky to have an honest husband like him."

Tanya sighed: " Yeah right. Honest. I am sick and tired of his honesty. He will ogle at girls, talk cheap about them and then make me hear his fantasies. And for everything there is his standard excuse----honesty."

I said entreatingly:" Oh please. You know such dirty talk always helps in the bedroom."

Tanya took a gulp from her glass. " Yes always about other girls. Never about me."

Nandita intervened:" Now don't start fighting you two."

The environment had undergone a few subtle changes. Tanya's sari anchal had slipped off her shoulders and unlike what she would have done had she been totally sober she kept it down. So now we were getting a generous view of her ample cleavage----the blouse was quite low cut and Tanya always wore push-ups.

And the way Nandita was sitting, her business skirt had slid a bit up her legs----not that it revealed much....but the mere fact that it was above the line it should be and that she had not made any move to smother it down was sending my heart (well ok something a little bit lower) all aflutter. Her legs were not as well shaped as Tanya's but of course the laws of gravitation would make it impossible for them to be so slender. They had to support those huge globes upstairs !

My lust-induced haze was shattered by something Tanya said.

"He makes me say dirty stories involving you too. "

Nandita raised an eyebrow. Now Tanya should not really have said that.

Nandita broke into a toothy grin. "Hmmmm......a new side of you most certainly. I always found you geeky nerd boy when you were in India. Is this courtesy America or were you always like this?"

"Oh I was always like this. Of course in India I have to keep up pretenses---everybody is so eager to judge you. And I do not want to be an embarrassment to Tanya. Plus I was always she would gouge my eyes out if they so much as wandered."

Tanya said :" Oh please cut the crap. As if I can ever stop your ever hungry eyes. Yes Nandita he was always like this----but it's not just for being judged. It's because he is like this only. However your honest jijaji (brother-in-law) hid all this when we got married. He was then Mahatma Gandhi himself----I still remember the mails he used to write from US when he was a student----Oh Tanya all my friends are going to a strip club...but I am not as I find it cheap. I felt wow how different he is. Now I find he is at the bottom of the pile when it comes to unadulterated leching. What I can say in his defense is unlike his friends who are crude, at least he is refined. Most of the time at least."

Nandita replied :" That's fine then. What he feels is very natural---the good thing is that he is refined...and he knows when and in front of whom to be himself and where to keep pretenses. As long as he does not cross the line, I think you should have nothing to complain."

It felt great. Nandita was supporting me ! Hear hear dear wife.

Seeing that Nandita was on my side I pressed home my advantage. (To be honest, I would have liked to press home something else but for now this had to do).

"Your friend always keeps making such accusations at a 100% all-Indian male. Everything I want is perverted.......for instance I have been bugging her to do a threesome----I could not care less if the third person is a guy or a girl. Needless to say, I prefer the girl thing....but even a man would be exciting. However your friend is dead set against a guy.....no guy except me shall touch her. Now that means swapping is out. And that is the only way to satisfy such fantasies."

There I said it. And now that I had been overtly honest, I knew that a tongue lashing from wifey was in order. But surprises of surprises, she sat quietly drinking.

Nandita said:" If you ask me I agree with Tanya. It is unacceptable that a guy who isn't my husband touches me. It's just the way we have been brought up---you really should not ask your wife to be with another man. That's just my opinion. But Tanya why don't you do the 2 girl thing for him since he so much wants it?"

Tanya piped:" When did I say "no" to that? You get a girl and we do. No man touches me. That is the only ground rule here."

This was it. As Jawaharlal Nehru said during his independence day speech:" There comes a time which comes rarely in history when we step from the old to the new....when the soul of a husband, long suppressed finds utterance." Ok maybe not this but something on these lines.

"So Nandita", I asked " would you like to?"

I didn't even look at my wife....I stared straight into Nandita's eyes.

She took it well. "No thanks I have an idea of what it means. I would give it a pass. I am not really into girls.....I think I am as straight as an arrow."

"Ooh no Nandita. A threesome has nothing to do with being a lesbian. A threesome is primarily a heterosexual fantasy where the most important thing is the sense of embarking on a forbidden adventure. It is the same kind of thrill that Eve had when she ate the apple. And there is no hard and fast recipe for how a threesome will proceed----so if there is anything that grosses any of you two out we don't do it. No jealousy, no competition, just pure fun. And you two are friends---that's why this would be so much cooler. A total circle of trust between all 3. "

Tanya guffawed " Trust and threesome...they don't go together. Understand?"

Nandita said :" Oh please Tanya. Let him finish.."

I was finished.

Nandita continued:" Ok I got to hand it to you. That was a very good sell. This is what I like about you---you make it sound so good. Stop coding----a career in marketing beckons. Good job".....and she shook my hand."

A good-humored brush-off. Well at least I tried. Can't blame a guy for that, can you?

I got up to refill drinks.

Nandita said:" Hmmm experimentation......yes we did that a long time ago. Did Tanya ever tell you about it?"

I said "Oh yes you two were in senior school. And that was like some good natured exploring.....yes she told me about it. But you guys did not go far -----------that's the story I know. Is that something else I should know about ? Or I wish that happened?"

Santana's Black Magic Woman was now playing in the background. Suddenly I was feeling hot under the collar.

Because Nandita had moved very close to Tanya and her finger was tracing a line down the side of Tanya's neck.

You're messin' around with your tricksDon't turn your back on me baby'Cause you might just break up my magic stick

Tanya looked at me. Straight into my eyes. Must be the drinks cause she looked different.

Nandita said " We played husband and wife. We were indeed very confused then."

"And how does that game go" I asked, mercury rising.

Tanya's hands were now on Nandita's thighs...just brushing over them. She looked at me---as if asking with her eyes----"Enjoying it?"

Boy was I !

Nandita was looking at Tanya's cleavage. " Wow you have gained here a lot since coming from India." Saying that she ran her finger over her cleavage gently.

Tanya said " I had to. It was the least I could do to keep his mind from wandering. Though I can tell you, whenever he needs a reference point to measure breasts, it's always you he uses".

Nandita laughed aloud. "Hmmm so did you get a good look during dinner? I did notice your eyes kept on moving there..........."

"Aah no...how can that be a good look ? That was a furtive look...........and at best it was like looking at the moon behind clouds."

As I was saying it, Tanya's fingers were gliding over Nandita's buttons.....and as the fingers moved downwards, the shirt lapel was moving, the creases on the shirt were changing. The buttons were coming off.

"Your wife is rectifying the situation....jeejaji. But I think you should do something about her sari.....I am sure you don't want it on her any more than necessary" .

Tanya tried to stand up so that I could take off her sari. She was unsteady on her feet and lopped back onto the couch sending the two girls into paroxyms of laughter. But by that time "Jack be nimble Jack be quick" good old me had unfurled her sari and it lay in a lump in the middle of the room.

Tanya's waist was now exposed. Beautifully curved. Deep navel. Tinges of sweat glistening in the faded light. As she turned, her breasts scooped up by the push-up bobbed just a little bit , jiggling maddeningly. She was on the sofa and Nandita right beside her. Nandita's shirt was now open but the lapels still held together. Very very unstable, like a supersaturated solution.

Tanya looked at me. " He is loving this....oh man somehow that makes so angry." And she silently pulled apart the shirt of her friend.

My jaw dropped. A white no-frills bra. Holding up two bunker-busters or were they daisy-cutters? Their size had to be seen to be believed.....a very deep cleavage ....and the light had cast a shadow on the deep cleft.

I was brought out of my stupor by Nandita...."Well are they everything you thought they would be?"

Tanya said " Let him get his wits first. Hellooo anyone there?"

I said "Amazing. Just supercalifragilisticespialidocous."

I looked at her bra. My respect for Egyptian cotton knew no bounds.

The shirt rustled silently to the floor. Nandita. A naughty smile on her face. Was it shyness? Or was it pride?

Then I noticed her hands. They were unbuttoning my wife's blouse from the back........and even in the midst of this supercharged atmosphere Nandita still managed to ask " Did you buy this blouse in India or did you get it made? It is very beautiful."

My wife's hands were now lightly tracing the outlines of Nandita's massive mammaries. She said: " Yes I got it made."

Soon the blouse was giving company to the sari and the shirt on the carpet.

Two amazingly hot women in their bras.... their hands very gently caressing each other. Nothing overtly sexual, nothing overpowering---------and still mindblowingly erotic. The sensuality was thick in the air, I was wallowing in it.

As her hands held up Nandita's breasts like an underwire, Tanya asked me:" So you want these badly don't you? "

I nodded. Yes I did.

Nandita looked at Tanya and said :" I can't believe I am doing this." And saying that, she took one of Tanya's bra-covered breasts and squeezed it lovingly. Then her hand slid down to Tanya's stomach and brushed it in downwards strokes.

Tanya's hands had now slipped to Nandita's skirt----the side clasps that held it up. She looked up at Nandita's eyes as if asking for permission to go the next stage. Nandita smiled. Was I dreaming? The skirt slid noiselessly to the floor. Nandita was in a set of white bra and panties---very conservatively shaped lingerie. But such was her bounty that the bra was just an apology of a cover.

So enraptured had I become in the drama unfolding in front of me, that I never really saw the moment Tanya's petticoat (a skirt-like garment Indian women wear under their sari) had been taken off.

The women looked perfect----in bras and panties. Tanya's lingerie was more daring....thong panties and a push-up bra. Daring was the operative word as I saw both the girls move their hands on each other's breasts and cup each other.

Tanya said appreciatively---"Wow Nandita, you haven't lost a bit from your breasts---they are as gigantic as ever. Whenever I try to lose some weight I invariably start from my breasts and he gets all frumpy. Lucky you....."

Gigantic they were. Tanya's small manicured hands werent being able to get one of them in her grasp. I wondered if I would be more successful. My hands were bigger.

Nandita replied:" I wish I lost a bit from here. Try carrying these around with you every day---I am afraid I am going to develop a back problem. Plus I always have men staring at my breasts---it's as if I don't exist as a person. I sometimes think I am taken less seriously at work because of these hushpuppies------it's as if I am Barbie doll. I am honestly thinking of getting them reduced surgically."

I protested whole-heartedly: "No please trust me.....those are real works of art you have there. Getting them reduced would be the equivalent of the Taliban blowing up the Bamian Buddha statues. Philistinism of the first order."

Tanya pitched in:" This is the only kind of art this Phillistine understands."

Nandita giggled intoxicatingly again. "So jijaji how about filling us our glasses again?"

Tanya said: " I don't think your jijaji is able to get up considering the erection he has right now. Do you want to have a late night snack Nandita? I can get some cheese and crackers from the kitchen. He doesnt know where anything is in the house."

Tanya's legs were still unsteady. But only slightly. Her back was turned to me---her thongs revealing her full ass-----I could not help but reach out and give it a small slap.

Nandita said:" Oh so you are getting frisky.....let me help you Tanya in the kitchen."

"What about me" I yelled.

Nandita walked away, tossing her hair seductively back to look at me and say: "You stay right there. We will be right back."

Oooh lord almighty ! Watching the two women move silkily in their lingerie was a sight to behold. Their asses swayed from side to side with the gentlessness of a bough in the morning breeze and their breasts jiggled inside their bras----all I wanted to do was rush into the kitchen and rip them off. But a bull in a China shop I was not.......I knew that if I did anything out of line, I might break the magic and spend the rest of the night with blue balls. Play my cards right and I could be in for the ride of my life.

Seeing that I was still looking at them mouth agape, Nandita parodied me by slapping Tanya on her ass. "Want a piece of this don't you?" she lisped. Tanya's ass obediently jiggled. She smiled.

The girls returned and sat side by side on the couch again. Nandita passed close by and I caught the fragrance of her intoxicating perfume. Her ass was in reach as she swung by but I resisted the temptation to reach out and squeeze the watermelons-----as I said before I did not want to push my luck.

Lost in my lust, I again missed the point when Nandita swung Tanya's legs onto her and now as she sipped her drinks with her hand, her other hand slid up and down Tanya's thighs. Tanya had her eyes closed----her hands sliding over Nandita's shoulder. And to my delight, Nandita's white bra strap had slid some distance off her shoulder-----stuck precariously on the slope of her shoulder.

I took a sip from my glass." Hmm that's a pretty good game. The husband-wife one that is. But correct me if I am wrong, but don't husbands and wives kiss?"

Tanya still kept her eyes closed, her head reclining on the couch. It did not seem she heard me. Nandita did, looked at me straight in the eye----took Tanya's face in her hands, turned it towards her and they kissed on the lips. A full lip smooch.

Then Nandita looked at me again. She smiled, somewhat mockingly. Then she slid her tongue into Tanya's mouth. Tanya opened her mouth to take it in------ her eyes still closed and away from me. Nandita's tongue was lost inside Tanya but she was still looking at me----not even blinking. Neither was I.

Nandita's hands were on Tanya's back............it had slipped below her bra strap at the back and was massaging her back. How did she know that Tanya just loved that? Massaging of her back while kissing that is. Which I have to accept I do rather perfunctorily because my hands preferred squeezing her breasts. But here, Nandita knew.

Tanya's hands however were following more familiar lines. She was still grappling with Nandita's huge breasts, trying to knead them as best as she could.

The kiss seemed to go on for an eternity. Soft, gobbling sounds that my heightened senses picked up as their tongues intertwined. They broke the kiss----for an instant of an instant, there was a trail of liquid between their lips----the drinks or their saliva I don't know---that glistened in the light.

Wow.

Nandita looked at me. " Yes I have got to hand it to you. That did not feel as bad I thought it would. Though I think that in the morning I shall kick myself for doing this. But right now, it feels good. What about you, Tanya?"

Tanya looked at her. " It felt different , that's all. Very gentle. But I am sure this guy liked it the most of all. So do you want to come and join us and help Nandita out of her bra ? Cause I am sure you have been waiting for that with bated breath ever since you saw her."

I hesitated a bit. I looked at Nandita. Did she approve?

"Well jijaji, won't you give a lady a hand?"

I did not need to be asked twice. The doors to heaven were opening and I needed to get my foot in the door. Paydirt.

I moved towards the couch---still unsure of where to sit. Tanya slipped to one side. Nandita patted the sofa seat with her hand. Her breasts jiggled again in her bra. Now time to relieve the bra of the onerous responsibility of supporting the pleasurechest.

This was too good to believe. I looked at Tanya. She whispered: " Go ahead, squeeze it. You know you want it."

My hands cupped. And I moved them onto Nandita's breasts. My fingers buried itself into her softness----yes even my much bigger palms could not even come close to enclosing a breast. Cupping my hand on her breast, I kept it --not squeezing but just feeling the weight. Can't blame her back.

My other hand moved to Tanya's breast. I was now cupping both their breasts----totally different sensations.....Tanya's firmer and Nandita's softer. I patted them both feeling the bounce.

Yes ladies and gentlemen, I am a breast man. Totally.

My hands inched up Nandita's shoulders. I held her bra straps. Just held them. Looked at her. She looked deeply at me. This was the point of no return. All three of us realized it. Nandita closed her eyes and threw her head back. I knew it was time.

I moved the bra straps off her shoulder. Her bra still held to her mountains---a slight tug and the breasts popped free of the cups----an avalanche of female flesh. I stared at them---no actually, I gawked at them.

Tanya said:" Arent my friend's breasts beautiful ?"

I slid my hand over her breasts feeling every centimeter of them.

No reply was needed. They were amazing.

I turned towards Tanya. Her breasts were heaving. I looked at Nandita. " What should be done with her bra?" I asked her.

Nandita and I each took one of Tanya's bra straps and pulled them down. Her breasts jutted out----they were so firm. They stood upwards and outwards without a vestige of support.

Did I say the breasts jutted out? Make that nipples. My wife has the most amazing set of nipples------amazingly sensitive and whenever I see it, all I want to be is a baby sucking milk from it. Even Nandita felt the power of the heat. Sorry teat.

"Hmmmm so these get a whole lot of exercise from jijaji---don't they ?" She asked as she held each nipple in her finger and gently pulled them. I know for a fact that Tanya loves that too.

Tanya reciprocated by slapping Nandita's breast lightly from the bottom.

I helped both of them move the bras totally off their bodies. Needless to say, they joined the rest of the gang on the carpet.

Two topless women on my sofa and me in the middle. My hands on each of their breasts and each of them with hands on each others. If my life ever got into an infinite loop like much of the code I write, this would be the program point I would like to be stuck in.

Tanya lightly brushed my hair. "Why don't you exercise Nandita's nipples----don't pretend you don't want to."

"Why don't you help me too ?" I asked making it clear what I wanted.

I licked down Tanya's throat to the summit of her breasts where it started its maddening curve downwards. I licked it sloppily and then traced my wet tongue over her right breast till my lips nuzzled against her nipple. To my pleasure, Tanya was cloning my actions on Nandita's left breast----only she was kissing down the curves while I was licking.

I looked up at Nandita. Her eyes were watching us intently, her lips curled---teeth biting into her lower lip. Her hands on both of our heads exerting a light encouraging pressure. Lost in her notedly heavy breathing, I heard her mumble " Feels sooo good."

I licked around her aureola. Then latched my lips over her nipple. My hands kept on kneading her mammaries as my tongue kept on stimulating her nipple. Moving her nipple circularly with my tongue----and for variety gently biting with my lips. Urgent, very urgent.

On the other nipple, Tanya was doing her thing. Which consisted of alternating light kisses with gentle licks.

Nandita had now totally reclined on the couch and her body was moving in a gentle rhythm---up and down in synchrony with the sucking rhythm at her two breasts. Total resonance between the three of us. Her breathing was audibly heavier now.

I was lost in suckling at her breasts. It felt erotic and reassuring at the same time----pacifying as well as exciting. I moved my mouth off her nipple to explore downwards but was prevented by Nandita's hand which pressed hard against my head telling me silently to keep on sucking. I pursed my mouth back onto her nipple and started suckling again. Nothing good can come off pissing off a guest !

Nandita broke the silence. "Now let's get Tanya on the couch." Nandita and Tanya now exchanged positions with Nandita reclining and Tanya getting up. She told me---"So you like her nipples....get them as hard as you can."

I need not be told twice. Using time honored techniques, I gripped her nipples between my fingers and started tugging at them. This I knew to be Tanya's killswitch---no sooner had I started this milking motion with my fingers, her eyes closed and moans started escaping with regularity.

Nandita just watched me do my thing----her eyes intently on Tanya's breasts. I could see her still breathing heavily---the way those mountainous mammaries undulated, you just knew that Pompei would expolde soon !

Getting Tanya's nipples rock-hard I looked at Nandita. Nandita reached out and mimiced what I had been doing----she also kept on tugging at Tanya's breasts. While Nandita seemed to have taken total control of my wife, I busied myself with sliding down Tanya's thongs off her legs. I still did not want to go any further than Tanya and Nandita wanted with respect to Nandita's panties cause I know that many girls are extremely sensitive when guys go below the waist line.Sensitive below the waist line ? Of course they all are. No that's not what I meant. What I mean is that many Indian girls believe that "sex" starts once the holiest of holies is accessed---everything above that is harmless fooling around. Seeing how Nandita insisted I stay on her breasts it was evident she was sending me a signal which could be interpreted not just as "Keep on suckling me I want more" but also perhaps as "Not down there, Mister."

However Tanya being my legally-married-in-front-of-fire wife, I was not supposed to show any reticence when it came to removing her thongs---which as I removed I observed was soaking wet. So she was enjoying this------which she always told me she never would. A threesome that is.

Keeping my moral victory to myself, I rejoined the ministrations at my wife's breasts. Nandita still had both of them in control---sucking on one of them like I had been doing to her and flicking the other nipple with her finger. She looked at me , smiled and still kept on licking Tanya's nipple. Her hand removed itself from the other nipple which was the unspoken sign that I should step in on the spoils.

I attached my lips onto my wife's succulent nipple which seemed to be even more taut than usual. The room was now silent---the music had stopped and the only sound was my wife's breathing and gentle mmms and the soft suckling sounds emanating from her breasts ---the same sound you hear when a cat laps up a saucer of milk.

Nandita broke the silence. " So Tanya's thongs are off----hmmmm when did that happen ?"

Tanya asked me:" So why have you kept Nandita's panties on ? I would have thought that would be off by now too."

Nandita giggled--" I think he is waiting for a formal invitation. Well he is a gentleman what can I say !"

"Gentleman my foot" bitched my wife. Yes she knew me better than most.

I hooked my fingers into Nandita's panty band and waited a second. Nandita stretched out her leg. Elvis was in building. It came off with a little coaxing because she was soaking wet too.

The two Venuses were now totally nude. And there was a slight incongruity---I was fully attired including my jacket.

Nandita also noticed it. "Now now this is absolutely not acceptable. Here we two girls have been stripped down to our birthday suits and Mr Player here is still covered from head to toe. Tanya, give me a hand here...will you?"

I nodded agreement. Put some more music so that it does not run our for some time. Got some more of the bubbly. And got ready to be ravished. Yeah right !

When I came back in like a minute I found the girls still pretty warmed up. Tanya was patting Nandita on her ass and commenting on their roundness. I sat between them on the couch.

"I thought you girls were going to give me a hand." I said expectantly.

Tanya helped me off my jacket . I looked at Nandita. She moved her hand to my belt buckle. Her hands were unsteady no doubt from the drink and she found it difficult to get a groip on my belt. Which meant her soft hands were brushing my hyper-excited groin in a random fashion. That frankly was adding fuel to the fire.

Tanya was now moving my shirt off. Her hands rubbed over my bare hairy chest----my wife majorly likes my hairy chest and she knows how I love being touched there. By this time my belt was hanging out like a dog with his tongue out. No that was me ---the dog with the tongue out and wagging my tail.

I kissed Tanya deeply. The alcohol in her breath and tha taste of Nandita's lips on her tongue was intoxicating as I Frenched (or "freedomed" her) to my heart's content. Her eyes closed as she sucked on my tongue. While Nandita was sliding my trouser down and her giggles were because of the erection standing up in my boxers. I looked down----her eyes were glazed, she was biting her lips and gazing it wistfully.

Tanya broke the kiss. Nandita looked up. This was dangerous territory now. I lifted Nandita up in my arms. She looked vulnerable ---totally lost in the intoxication of carnality. She held onto my neck for support. And we kissed. Risky. But we did.......tongues melting into each other. My pleasure was doubled or should I say magnified manifold when I felt my wife's tongue snake into my ear while I kissed. Factoid: The ear is one of my "ear"ogenous zones.

I broke the kiss. Then following that wild scene in "Wild Things" (the Bible of threesomes), I pushed the two girls together. Tanya and Nandita's tongues first touched each other in a moment of electricity and then they kissed while my hands ran over their bare backs and squeezed their asses for added impetus to the kiss. Delightful the scene in front of me and the feel of their asses on my palms. Both of their bodies were feverish. So was mine.

One thing left to be done. I moved my mouth to the epicenter of the kiss and soon all 3 of us were tonguelocked enjoying the holy grail of threesomes----the three-way kiss. A supernova of pleasure was on my tonguetip, volts of excitement rushing through my body as our tongues acquired a life of their own----the alcohol, the saliva and the warmth blending in the simmering cauldron of carnality.

The kiss broke. My trousers were now at my ankles. Tanya cupped my cock over my briefs. I looked at her entreatingly. It was now time to let the dog out. Tanya obliged. My erection sprang out like a commando ready for action. Nandita was transfixed by the sight---her cockiness gone---silence.

Tanya fingered the head of the cock. I reached my hands out and rested them on the mounds of the two ladies. And cupped them. Nandita gulped hard at the touch. Her eyes were still on my cock, her hands at her side. Tanya looked at her and said "Feel it".

A moment's hesitation gave way to certainty. She reached out and gingerly touched my throbbing organ. My wife's fingers were now dancing down my cock----milking me gently up and down while Nandita's fingers stayed stationary just enjoying the feel of it. Soon her fingers were also gingerly moving my cock up and down but very slowly. Both their warm hands on my cock-----this calls for reciprocation. A good deed deserved another.

My hand fell away from their mounds l and explored lower down. My index fingers probed at their pussies---on a reconaissance mission. Both units Tango and Charlie reported extreme dampness and high temperatures----however like the brave troopers they were, they pushed on. Soon my index fingers were making in-out forays into the caverns of pro-creation-----soon we attained a rhythm of mutual masturbation---made easier by the increasing humidity and also by the assistance from the allied units of Alpha and Delta which the girls were also providing for each other. Both the girls were moaning at the alternate and sometimes simultaneous troop movements at their pussies as two fingers worked their "thing". My cock was pulsating with a life of its own at the ministrations of the two ladies and I was breathing heavily now. Their breasts too were jiggling from the finger thrusts and as my fingers rammed in more and more urgently, the frequency of harmonic vibration increased along with the guttural moans of passion emanating from their throats.

The fingering was working both of them to an orgasm. To all you horny men, this is an axiom: "You get a lady close to orgasm she is not thinking with her brain any longer." With guys however that is a permanent state. Not thinking with the brain that is.

Tanya told me to stand up. The fingering was stopped for now. Things were getting even better.

Tanya looked at Nandita. "This is what bigboy here really likes. And I hope he has been good to you."

Nandita nodded in approval.

"Okay then, maybe it's time we got to the part he likes the most."

Saying this, Tanya dropped to her knees. Her tongue found the head of my cock and licked it round and round. I am a slave to a good blowjob and Tanya was great on a Lewinsky.

And as Tanya was rubbing my cock up and down and twirling her tongue over the throbbing vein --lubricating it for the action to follow, Nandita watched--- mouth agape.

"Feels great, doesn't it?" she asked me with the innocence of a novice. Or did she ask Tanya? Well Tanya's mouth being stuffed with man-meat, she was in no position to answer.

Tanya moved my cock out from my mouth. But did not relinquish her grip on it. Turning to Nandita she asked her----" Want to try?"

Nandita looked up at me and then at Tanya. " I...I have never done this before."

This was a new side of Tanya. She was in total control now. Still rubbing my cock up and down, she said:" Well there is always a first time. Of course if you don't want to then it's totally fine also. It's just that I will have to clean his pipes all alone then."

Nandita said nothing. Her eyes were half-closed. She just inched forward, on her knees, her huge breasts hanging down. And delectably, without any further ado or any typical Indian coyness, she opened her voluptous mouth wide like a chick waiting to be fed. Tanya took my cock and put it in Nandit'a mouth. And then gave Nandita's pendulous breasts a good squeeze and whispered "Relax"

Nandita was a fast learner. As a matter of fact, so fast a learner that I wondered if she had never done this before. She was putting spit on my cock, keeping it well lubricated---always the secret to a pleasurable blowjob. Her tongue was adroitly massaging the underlying vein---and her mouth was bobbing up and down as she picked up the tempo.

Tanya looked up at me. "So how is my friend's mouth?" she asked tartily.

"Very hot and very soft. And she is a fast learner."

Tanya was now at work also. She was taking my balls in her mouth and sucking on them while her friend kept up the good work. Nandita had some stamina.......cause right now she was working up a very brisk oral tempo and I was thrusting forward to meet that.

I was losing my senses . Yes I know---I had been losing my senses for a while now. As Nandita's pace slackened, I held her head and began to do my own thrusting inside her face....in other words her face was stationary --it was me doing the locomotion. In short, I was making love to her mouth.

As I ravished her , I thrust too much in one stroke and she gagged momentarily. I tried removing my cock to give her time to get her composure back. But Nandita clasped my cock and put it back into her mouth. Tanya said:" Don't stop. Keep doing it." And redoubled her efforts at my balls.

After some time Tanya and Nandita exchanged places. Tanya told me:" Now fuck my mouth." Expertise counts---Tanya was much more comfortable with a thrusting cock. Marriage to me had made her a great deepthroater----she had amazing control of her gag reflex. So I really could get medieval on her mouth and nothing gives me more pure joy than that. Nandita watched the performance with rapt attention and kept herself gainfully involved by fingering Tanya's clit. The tactile stimulation on her love-spot had the effect of turbo-charging Tanya and she kept motoring at my cock like an acclerating Ferrari. The same smoothness, the same power. And the same pleasure.

Now Tanya and Nandita again exchanged places. Nandita started milking my cock and I closed my eyes and kept on groaning. A steady pressure building up inside me. Tanya whispered to Nandita: " Don't let him cum yet." Tanya had gone behind Nandita.....running her hands under her shoulders, Tanya squeezed Nandita's huge breasts and then pressed them together.

Tanya commanded--" Make love to her breasts. You have been ogling them ever since she got here....now do it..."

Did I need to be told twice? You can bet not. I pushed my throbbing cock between the two mountains and proceeded to batter it between the two clamps. Up and down it went and the two girls were moving in rhythm with the thrusts. Tanya was doing her part....fingering Nandita and our guest was trying to extend her tongue as much as possible to get a feel of my thrusting cock.

Nandita's eyes were closed and she moaned loudly. She was in the throes of an orgasm and the very fact made me even more out of control and I redoubled my tempo.

Nandita gasped out: "Make love to Tanya. I want to see you two do it."

I took Tanya in my arms and got her into my favorite position. Tanya with her back on the carpet. Me on top of her. Missionary ? Almost. Tanya's legs are on my shoulders. Tanya looked at me eyes hazy. Drink and lust.

I entered Tanya with a thrust. Tanya was soaking wet and I faced little resistance as I pushed into her love canal. I resumed my tempo of ingress and egress while Nandita came over and kissed me while I fucked my wife. What can I say? It was awesome.

Nandita bent down and , to my surprise and total amazement, pushed her tongue near to Tanya's love canal and started licking her. And also my cock flicking from one to the other. This was too much and I stopped to see this sight.

"Do a 69 please girls.....please"
posted by Dr. Right at 11:26 AM

Posted on 4/29/2006 2:18:17 AM

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