“I'm your slut!” she hissed, her hot breath filling my ear, “I'm your horny slut and you can do anything you want to me. Anything in your perverted imagination!”
She pushed me away and lay back on the hood, spreading her legs. I sank to my knees in front of her and let my hands slide over her outstretched legs and up the insides of her thighs. I unfastened her riding breeches and hooking my fingers inside her panties, rolled them both slowly down her legs. When they got down to her ankles, she kicked them off into the shadows.
A strip of silky blond hair above her slit, shimmered in the light. Her fingers crept down her stomach and slowly spread the lips of her clit, revealing her pussy, wet and glistening with anticipation. I had never seen a woman so horny before.
“Eat me!” she whispered hoarsely. It was more of a command than a request.
I heard Kate gasp and for a moment her whole body went rigid as I licked the inside of her thighs. I could feel my cock getting hard again as I slowly licked my way to her wet slit. Kate moaned and vigorously kneaded her breasts with both hands, as my tongue slipped between the lips of her clit and began exploring her warm wet core.
“Fuck me!” she cried, grabbing me by the hair and pulling me up on top of her. “Fuck your horny slut with that big dick of yours!”
She didn't have to tell me twice. I thrust my throbbing cock into her sopping pussy with a force that surprised me. Kate's back arched and her breasts heaved as I plunged deeper and deeper inside of her.
“You're stretching me so wide!” she moaned, wrapping her legs around my waist.
Kate gripped the edge of the hood, her knuckles white, as I began fucking her harder and faster. Her pert breasts rolled and undulated with each savage thrust. Her pussy constricted around my girth and her warm fluids streamed down my shaft. A piercing shriek escaped her lips and I felt the orgasm ripple through her body like an electric shock. I had reached the point of no return. I quickly pulled back and sprayed my load over her stomach and breasts.
I was completely spent. I collapsed on the hood next to her and for what felt like an eternity, we laid there in silence, watching the floating specks of dust twinkle in the dying rays of sunlight.
“It's like there's no one else in the whole world.” I whispered.
“Just you and me.” Kate whispered back.
Story 3
Paul and Megan have been happily married for five years, and have a good relationship and a satisfying sex life. Yet when discussing their sexual fantasies, the topic of having sex with other couples has been coming up more and more frequently. Paul, in particular, gets very horny when Megan tells him about her fantasies of being taken by him and another man at the same time. Megan gets very excited too, when she sees how aroused Paul is by her fantasies. Talking about having sex with another couple is one thing, but actually doing it is a very different story. So to date, Paul and Megan's fantasies are just that, fantasies.
At least, they were until Megan went to the gym with her best friend, Sarah. Once a week the girlfriends meet at the local gym and spend the hour working out and gossiping about their personal lives. After getting caught up on each other's daily activities, the conversation quickly turns to their sexual adventures, as usual.
“I was talking to Paul the other night, and I told him I thought it would be really sexy to be taken by him and another man at the same time,” Megan whispered softly, so that the other visitors to the gym wouldn't hear.
“Well, well, Megan,” Sarah said, cocking one eyebrow. ”Aren't you full of surprises today. What did Paul think about that?”
Megan just smiled.
“Don't you ever fantasize about having sex with someone else?” she asked.
“I've done more than just fantasize about it.” Sarah giggled quietly.
“Really?” Megan's eyes widened. “Does Evan know?”
“Well of course he knows, silly,” Megan replied. “You don't think I would have a threesome and not include my own husband, do you?”
Megan was silent for a minute.
“Do you and Evan have sex with other couples... a lot?” she whispered, glancing around furtively.
“We aren't exactly what you call swingers,” Sarah answered, smiling, “ but we do like to spice up our sex lives once and a while.”
Megan took a deep breath.
“Do... you think Evan would like to do it with you, me, and Paul?” she asked hesitantly.
“Of course,” Sarah exclaimed a little too loudly, “I've always had a fantasy about sending Evan over to your house and watching through the window while he fucks you on the kitchen table.”
A heavyset man on a nearby treadmill looked up at them in surprise.
'Shhh!” Megan hissed, “Do you want to invite the whole gym to my window too?”
Sarah giggled uncontrollably.
“Besides,” Megan continued in a hushed voice,” if we're really going to do this, I want it to be the four of us together.”
“Sounds good to me. Why don't you and Paul come over to our house this Friday and we can all get... better acquainted,” Sarah said with a wink.
Megan suddenly looked uncertain.
“What will I tell Paul?” she asked. “What if he gets nervous and doesn't want to come?”
“Just tell him that we're going to watch a nice video and play a game. The rest will come naturally,” Sarah replied.
“Are you going to tell Evan?” Megan asked.
“Of course not,” Sarah replied with a sly smile. “What fun would that be?”
Paul was less than enthusiastic about visiting Sarah and Evan. Sure, he liked Sarah and got along well enough with Evan, but he worked long hours, and cherished his weekends at home. He didn't understand why Megan was
