It was during a quiet evening at home a few weeks ago when I asked my wife, Jane, the big question: “Hey, hon, how long’s it been since you’ve had a stranger’s cock in your pussy?”

All Jane did was give me a pleasant smile and I knew the answer to my question. It had been at least three months since Jane and I had enjoyed extramarital sex. We missed it a lot, but we’d been so busy with work and moving to a new town for my job that we hadn’t had the chance to indulge in our favorite erotic pastime. Now that we were finally settled into our new lives, though, the time seemed right for our next sexual adventure.

“I want to set you up with a guy from the office,” I said. “I know you two could really have some fun. What do you think?”

Jane, of course, said yes immediately. She loves fucking other men, especially if she knows I’ll be watching. After she’d agreed, I went on to tell her that I couldn’t wait to bring home one of my coworkers and watch the two of them “having some fun.” Jane smiled wide and I knew that she was on board with the plan.

Two days later I spoke to my friend at work. I’d overheard some of the secretaries talking about how good Walter is in bed, and I thought he was the perfect person to bring home to Jane. As soon as I got his attention, I had a serious talk with him. I was very honest and told him that I really wanted to see him fuck my wife. Walter seemed a bit shocked at first, but once I convinced him that I wasn’t joking around, he agreed to fuck Jane while I watched.

When I got home from work on Friday night, I told Jane everything was set and that Walter would be over in a few hours. Then I told her that she should wear something especially sexy for our guest, and she disappeared upstairs to get ready.

About an hour later my wife joined me in the living room once more. She was a knockout! She was wearing a white see through blouse, a navy blue skirt, dark nylon stockings and towering heels. Jane sat on the couch across from me and crossed her legs, showing me a sliver of the creamy white flesh peeking out above her stocking tops, and I feasted my eyes on the black garter that was stretched tight around her bare thigh. Now I really couldn’t wait for our guest to arrive!

When the bell sounded, I went to the door, greeted Walter and led him into the living room. I could tell immediately that Jane was surprised. She probably wasn’t expecting to see such a young guy Walter was only 22. Suddenly my wife seemed nervous, and I knew she was wondering why I’d brought home my baby faced assistant instead of one of the older, more experienced guys I know.

Jane looked at Walter curiously, and I could tell she was trying to figure out if he’d known beforehand that she was an “older woman” (she’ll be turning 40 next month). Then, rather abruptly, she stood up and moved as if to leave the room. I was worried she was going to call the whole thing off, but Walter quickly stepped in front of her and halted her with a kiss.

Jane then sank back into the couch, looking a bit dazed from the brief but passionate lip lock. It seemed that my wife had been convinced of her young lover’s prowess, and when he joined her on the couch, I walked back over to my chair in the corner to wait for things to heat up.

After we’d all taken our seats, the room was quiet, but it wasn’t an awkward silence. A minute or two later I decided it was probably a good time to start some conversation, but when I looked over at the two of them on the couch, I saw Walter’s hand very slowly pushing up my wife’s skirt until I could see the tops of her stockings. Jane coyly tried to push her skirt back down, but Walter stopped her, saying, “Once I get you out of your clothes, you’ll feel much more relaxed.”

My wife just smiled at me as Walter got to his feet and hoisted her up by his side. He asked where the bedroom was and I pointed toward the stairs.

I stayed seated while Walter led my wife up to the bedroom. As their footsteps grew softer, I heard Jane moaning loudly. Once they were out of earshot, I waited for several moments, fantasizing about all the things they would do once they were in the bedroom. My patience didn’t last long, however, and soon I was racing up the stairs, my dick growing hard, to see what they were doing.

As I peered around the door frame, I spotted Walter, still in his white boxer shorts, laying next to Jane, who was in only her stockings and garters. Walter’s hand was running along my wife’s body, and I watched her tits moving up and down with her heavy breathing. It was the patch of thick black hair covering her mound that really got my attention, though.

Walter’s hand had stopped just above the dark fur and in seconds he was playing with her pussy. Jane was staring at the ceiling, her eyes open wide, as Walter began to finger fuck her moist slit. When he added a second finger, Jane began to quiver and her hips started thrusting ever so slightly off the bed. When she began panting loudly, I knew exactly what she wanted to happen next— and so did Walter. He lowered his head between her legs and his mouth descended on Jane’s cunt.

Jane’s head twisted from side to side as the young man ate her out. Her breathing picked up and her tits swayed with the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest. I could tell from the way he was moving that Walter was eating my wife with great enthusiasm, and her sounds of pleasure confirmed it.

Walter must have stayed crouched between my wife’s legs, eating her delectable pussy, for 20 minutes. Jane was going wild, her body twisting and writhing as his mouth moved over her gash. Soon her moans were turning to long sighs of ecstasy. I had never seen my wife so aroused!

Moments later, Jane had the wildest climax I’d ever witnessed. Her whole body shook in ecstasy and she screamed so loudly that I’m sure the neighbors heard her.

My wife was still trembling when Walter removed his jockey shorts, but she froze in shock as soon as he was naked. My eyes went wide, as did Jane’s, at the sight of his massive dick. His cock had to be 10 inches long!

“What are you going to do with that?” my wife asked playfully as she continued to stare at his cock.

“I’m going to fuck you with it,” he said. “And your husband’s going to watch you get fucked like you’ve never been fucked before,” he added, ushering me into the room.

I quickly moved to the side of the bed and watched as Walter’s hand went between their bodies. He fingered her cunt for a while, loosening her up and prepping her for his giant dick. Then he was positioned at her entrance and he began to ease into her. It wasn’t long before he had himself buried to the hilt in her sopping cunt. I’m still not sure how he fit that thing in my wife’s pussy.

Then Walter began thrusting, his hips pumping furiously above my wife’s body. He fucked her hard and fast, just like he’d said he would, and in no time at all they were both coming, Walter spilling his seed into my wife’s hungry pussy while she writhed beneath him, her own juices flooding out of her and coating his monster cock. He kept pumping into her as she came, not stopping his movements until his balls were empty and her belly was full of his steaming seed.

When it was all over, Jane smiled and told us both how much fun the evening had been, then she collapsed into the mattress, closing her eyes blissfully. Walter thanked her, too, but as soon as she fell asleep, he joined me in the living room for a chat.

I told him that my wife’s birthday was coming up in a few weeks and asked him to help me plan her party. I wanted to give her something special, and I knew a wild night with a hot young stud like Walter would be the perfect gift.

“I’ve got a few friends who I’m sure would also love to fuck your wife too,” he said. I immediately felt my dick get hard at the suggestion.

Walter and I are going to set up a surprise gang bang— Jane’s favorite fantasy— for her birthday party. It’ll definitely be a birthday that she won’t soon forget!

D.K., Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania


My name is Tammy and I’m 24 years old. My husband, John, travels a fair amount with his job as a construction worker. For the last six months he’s been on a job site down south and only gets home once or twice a month.
When he left on the first trip down there, he asked our next door neighbor, George, a 61 year old widower, if he’d keep an eye on me and the house while he was gone. Of course George said yes since he’s semi retired and often bored.
Last month, while my husband was away, I had a half day off from work, so I did some shopping and then went home and decided to take a nap. I took off everything except for my underwear and stockings and got comfortable in the living room. After laying on the couch for a while, I got horny, and I absent mindedly began playing with myself. I made myself come just imagining a cock other than my husband’s inside me, but I felt I could never cheat on John.
That night when my friend, Janet, called, and I told her about my sexual frustration. She laughed and said I should find someone I knew who’d be interested in casual sex, wouldn’t want a relationship and could keep a secret. I thought about it for a while and then told her I still wasn’t sure.
After we’d hung up, there was a knock at the door. It was George, returning the blender he’d borrowed earlier in the week.
“Hmmm,” I thought. “Maybe I can seduce George.” The decision made, I began to plan for the seduction of my neighbor.
The next day I dressed up in some sexy lingerie and put on a tight, revealing dress with stockings and heels. When I worked up enough courage, I called George and invited him over for an after dinner drink. When George finally showed up at the house a few minutes later, he was surprised to see my attire, but his appreciative smile told me he liked it.
We had a drink or two as we talked, then George suddenly asked if I ever got lonely while my husband was away. When I said yes, he got up and came to me and began stroking my long brown hair.
He kissed me, and when we broke the kiss I told him I was nervous and had never done anything like this before. He simply smiled and told me to relax. Then he pulled me to a standing position and unzipped my dress. As it fell to my ankles, George got to his knees and ran his hands up the back of my stockinged legs. His warm kisses felt incredible on my soft skin. I didn’t resist as he laid me on the floor and unsnapped the crotch of my teddy. I spread my legs wide as he began eating my pussy. He was so good that I nearly fainted.
George then stood and dropped his pants. He took his average sized cock and positioned himself over me before probing my hole. He slowly pushed into me and it felt wonderful. He fucked me with long, slow strokes, gradually increasing in speed. Even though he was older, he had the stamina of a young guy, and he fucked me so energetically that I almost forgot just how old he really was. I cried out as my climax hit me, and seconds later I felt George stiffen before shooting his load deep into my pussy. We rested a bit before I sucked him hard again and he fucked me one more time before going home.
Now, whenever I’m lonely, George pops a few Viagra and satisfies my every desire. T.P. Kenosha, Wisconsin


This year, my wife, Patti, attended my company’s annual Christmas party with me, and she was never short of dance partners.
She wore a short black dress, stockings and heels to cover her very shapely body. She’s five foot four, 110 pounds with 36C breasts. Her long, wavy, light brown hair was perfect, as was her makeup.
As she drank she began getting more suggestive with her dancing, and her dress rode up, exposing her lace stocking tops. Then she began dancing with Martin, who’s my boss. He’s a married man, but he was there stag. They were very intimate for the rest of the evening, so it was no surprise that Patti said yes when Martin asked for a ride home.
As I drove, Patti and Martin were in the back seat, kissing and cuddling. I watched in the mirror as he ran his hand up Patti’s sexy stocking clad leg and gasped when he found she wasn’t wearing panties. I watched in jealous lust as she parted her legs and his fingers slid in and out of her pussy.
Patti asked me to find a quiet place to park and I quickly did. Patti got out of the car and stood in front of the headlights. I watched in awe as she reached behind her back and slowly unzipped her dress. She removed it from her shoulders and it slid down to her waist, revealing her bare breasts and hard nipples. Her wet pussy was also in view as she stood wearing only her heels and stockings. Martin was out of the car in a flash, and she ran her hands over his bulge before pulling his cock out. Then she crouched and engulfed his hard cock in her mouth. Her head bobbed back and forth as she used her fingers and tongue to add to his pleasure. From time to time she’d look at me and smile wickedly while rubbing his cock over her face.
Suddenly she stood and led him to the side of the car. Then she lay across the hood so Martin could eat her pussy while she looked at me through the glass. Finally he stood and together they fed his cock into her. Patti continued to stare at me as Martin devoured her heaving tits while he fucked her. He left love bites all over her chest in the process. Then he pulled out and spun her around so he could fuck her from behind. He fucked her hard until they both came with simultaneous yells. Then Martin yanked up his pants and got back in the car, but Patti didn’t even dress. She just gathered her clothes and got back in, Martin’s come leaking from her hole.
After we dropped Martin off, we stopped on the side of the road and I got on her and fucked her still sloppy hole while she described how she felt fucking Martin as I watched. It was all so exciting. I can’t wait to see what’s going to happen next. T.Y. Roanoke, Virginia


Last August, I was returning home from a walk when I saw a young guy of about 20 examining a bike by my driveway. I asked what was wrong and he said he hit a rock and broke his handlebar stem. He said he was supposed to be meeting some friends about an hour down the road but couldn’t continue. I told him he could come inside and call them, and after he did he asked if there were any cheap motels nearby, since his friends had been drinking and wouldn’t be able to get him till morning.
I told him there was nothing close by and he said, “Well, thanks anyway,” and turned to leave, but I stopped him and said I had a spare room he could use. He was so grateful that he offered to pay what he would have for a hotel room, but I refused, saying I’d enjoy the company.
I showed him where his room and the bathroom were before fixing him a bite to eat. It was a nice time, sharing a meal with him. We talked a little after he ate and then I went up to my room to do some reading.
Later I went by his room and his door was slightly open, so I poked my head inside to check on him. There he was, lying naked on the bed, slowly jerking what looked like a nine inch cock. He hadn’t seen me yet, so I decided to arrange an accident. I hopped back and then knocked on the door, swinging it open so I could see Philip in all his glory. He tried to cover himself up and looked very embarrassed. I apologized and told him I made a pot of coffee and some cake and invited him to join me. First he declined, but at my insistence, he gave in.
When he came downstairs he seemed very nervous, so as we sat watching television, I looked at him and said, “Don’t be ashamed for masturbating. It’s perfectly natural and healthy.”
He still said he was sorry for doing it in a stranger’s house and didn’t mean to offend me. He explained his strict upbringing. I then boldly asked if he was a virgin and he said he was.
After that we had a nice long talk about sex, and I even told him I masturbated. I told him how I lost my virginity and he told me his fantasy of losing his to his 42 year old neighbor. I laughed and decided to go for it.
I told him I was 10 years older than her, but I hoped I would still be an acceptable substitute for his fantasy. Then I led him upstairs to my bedroom, butterflies dancing in my stomach. I undressed myself and then undressed him, and his cock was already hard as I eased off his underwear.
Philip lay down on the bed and I joined him. I kissed him and gently took his cock in my hand to jerk him. I rarely held such a monster, and as I leaned down and licked his cock, he gave a little jump and came immediately, shooting all over his belly. He was so embarrassed that he turned red, but I told him it was okay and then cleaned him up.
We began foreplay again and he played with my tits and pussy while I used my hand to bring his cock back to life. I then had him lay on his back as I climbed on top of him and fed his tool into my anxious pussy. It felt good to be so full, and I rode him up and down. I leaned forward and kissed him, then fed him my tits.
My juices were flowing freely down over his shaft and balls. I was moaning and yelling as my climax hit me, and when Philip felt that, he came with a shout and flooded my insides with a healthy load. We did it twice that night and then again as a send off the next morning.
Now I’m a regular stop on his biking route and he comes by at least twice a month. I only wish it was more often.
I.O. San Mateo, California


I’m 50 years old and last year my husband passed away, leaving me to face a future full of uncertainties.
My income was limited to what I make as a receptionist, and I decided to earn extra by renting out the space above my garage as an apartment. A young student named Rod answered my ad. I found him charming and sexy, so I gave him the apartment. He moved in right away.
Sometimes he’d join me for dinner, at my invitation, and I enjoyed his company. I eventually began to dress in more revealing clothes, including short skirts and cleavage baring blouses. I worked on my tan frequently, as well. I could see I was having an effect on him and knew it was only a matter of time before something happened.
One day it had been raining and Rod had a project for school, so he didn’t show up for dinner. After dinner I took a long, soothing bath and, covered only by my towel, reclined on the sofa with a relaxing drink. I dozed off for a while and awoke to Rod standing over me, dripping wet, his clothes stuck to his body. He stared down at me and I stared at him. Then he reached down and removed my towel. I didn’t move or even protest, but my eyes fell to his crotch as he unzipped and dropped his pants. As he stripped off his wet clothes, I saw his impressive cock. He moved closer and leaned over my face. Finally able to move, I reached up and took his cock in my hand and began stroking it. I slowly brought his enlarged knob to my mouth. I could only engulf about half of his swollen tool, and it seemed to swell even more as I licked and sucked it. Rod’s moans induced me to increase my caresses, so I cupped his balls in my hand and gently squeezed them while I sped up the movements of my mouth.
Rod caressed my large breasts. He rubbed the stiff nipple back and forth between his thumb and index finger. Then he slid his hand down over my body between my legs. He ran his fingers through the sparse hair on my mound and rubbed my bud before he slid two fingers into me. I began to push my hips against his fingers and he probed deeper into me. It didn’t take long for us to reach our climaxes, and just as I shivered in my own release, I tasted the hot, salty come shooting from his shaft.
After that we sat on the sofa, just touching each other. Eventually we made our way up to my bedroom, where I got a wonderful introduction to Rod’s lovemaking talents.
Now Rod fucks me almost daily and has made time for me in between his studies. It’s wonderful!
I miss my departed husband, but at least I have Rod to “fill the void.” H.P. Port St. Lucie, Florida