tsgirlfriend: tsgirlfriend:To Transgirls, With Love #12 Your…



To Transgirls, With Love #12
Your Transgirlfriend Pops Your Anal Cherry

So you noticed your transgirlfriend draining her cock into her fleshlight (and anything else that was handy) several times a week and decided to sleep on it…

…and when the answer comes to you in your dreams, you jump out of bed like a little boy who’s had a terrible nightmare. “Wh-what’s wrong, honey?” your sweet transgirlfriend asks. Good for you the bedroom is pitch black, so she can’t see the fear in your eyes (or how you’re backing away from her, both of your hands holding your behind).

“N-nothing, dear. I-I just gotta go really bad.” you stutter nervously.

“Is that all? Well, we did really tie one on last night for New Year’s, didn’t we? Too bad you can’t go pee for me, too.”

“Wh-wh-what do you mean by that?”

“Oh, it’s just a mean trick some of us, ahem, bigger transgirls used to play on our smaller transgirlfriends whenever we had sleepovers. If we noticed them stirring about in the middle of the night, like they were about to get up to go pee, we’d gently roll them over, lube them up with a few drops of spit, and then fuck them nice and slow. Now, you gotta remember, these were my transgirlfriends, so they were really used to getting fucked up the ass, even by such long, thick girlcocks like mine. And since they were asleep and completely relaxed, our girlcocks would slip balls-deep into them as easily as a hot knife into a stick of butter.”

Your ass twitched nervously.

“Yeah, we’d ride them for about 5 minutes or so, making sure we got done before they woke up, and after we’d emptied our nutsacks, we also emptied our full bladders deep inside their bowels. That would wake them up, as they felt two huge loads of urine inside them – their own and ours. Ha ha ha!

“Just about the time that we were withdrawing our long, limp snakes, they’d ask what we were doing. And we’d tell them, ‘I saw you were going to pee, so I thought you could go for me, too, so that I don’t have to get out of this nice warm bed. So off they’d run to the toilet to pee and to expel the pee enemas we had deposited DEEP in their bowels. Ha ha ha!”

“Sure, it was a mean trick, but you know how kids are.”

“Uh…um…y-yeah. I know what you mean.” By this time you’ve (finally) reached the bathroom, backed your way in, turned on the light and (something you never do), locked the door.

Oh shit! She wants my ASS! Oh God, please tell me I’m wrong. I’m sorry for playing with my older sister’s dildo when I was a little boy. I promise, I won’t do anything wrong again. Please, *please* don’t let her want to fuck me in the ass!

…after almost half an hour of pleading to the heavens, you finally muster up enough courage to go back to bed – still feeling nervous (What if she tries to bone me while I’m asleep?).

“That’s weird, honey. Didn’t you say you needed to pee?”

“Huh…uh…um…I thought so. Maybe I just had a bad dream.”

“There, there, baby. Lie down in bed beside me…yes, really close to me like that. Let me just spoon behind you…” Quicker than you can repress your reaction, you instinctively jump out of bed, again holding your ass with both hands. This time, your tranny girlfriend turns on the lamp. Her keen transgirl senses hone in on the 4 most important things to be seen – you are her boyfriend and you love her, there’s fear in your eyes, both of your hands are protectively guarding your asshole, and you have a huge boner.

That last one is what gave you away, buddy. Sure, although your conscious mind is still afraid of the prospect, your subconscious and your body want this – has always wanted it. And not from a guy, but from a transgirl. And, slowly, this reality becomes clear to you. Wisely, your transgirlfriend remains quiet, watching your gears turn as your latent desire to be fucked in the ass merges with your undying love for her.

During those long, silent moments, pregnant with the possibilities of what might come next, your cock droops to half mast. But by the time you decide to give up your anal virginity to the transgirl that you love, it roars back to full attention, becoming as hard as a tire iron. Your transgirlfriend notices this…and knows that she owns your ass…literally.

As though she’d been reading your mind, your transgirlfriend says, “Jon, there’s something I’ve got to admit to you. For a long time now, I’ve been fantasizing about fucking you in the ass.” The self-assured flicker in your eyes dims as you hear her mention it so matter-of-factly. “Honey, don’t worry. I’ll be very gentle with you. I want your first time to be very special.” At that, your cock becomes harder than you can ever recall it being. You get on the bed, slip under the covers, and give your transgirlfriend a long, passionate kiss before allowing yourself to slowly inch your way down her body, your tongue exploring all of the exciting territory you’ve navigated before…her long, luscious neck, her soft breasts and perky nipples…down…down…down…and then you come to her other “nipple”.

Sure, you’ve been giving her reach-arounds and blowjobs like crazy, but you’d never considered letting her stick her princess pole in your ass before. And now that you have, it seems HUGE! “That’s because it is huge”, part of you admits. Not only is her girlcock half again as long as yours, it seems likes it’s twice as thick. “Oh God. That’s never gonna fit.”

“Roll over, honey. Let me get the K-Y. Oh…and don’t look so worried. I know I’m bigger than you. But don’t worry – it’ll fit.” your transgirlfriend whispers with a slight snicker.

You dutifully roll over onto your stomach. Your girlfriends hands softly caress your butt, before firmly grabbing your hips and leading you into a doggie position. You hear her squirt some K-Y into her hand, and expect to feel its cool slipperiness on your asshole, but she uses that first liberal handful to lube up her massive girlcock. Then she squirts a smaller amount and traces a small ring of it around your asshole.

“Now, honey. We both know this is going to hurt a little. Well, maybe more than a little. But you know everyday millions of girls around the world feel the joyful pain of giving up their virginity to the man they love. Just think about this as that process in reverse. You’re giving up your asshole’s virginity to the transgirl you love. So don’t squirm around too much or you’ll just make it hurt more. You can do this. Take it like a man.”

Your transgirlfriend firmly grabs your left hip as she pulls you back to where her right hand is guiding her thick cock to its ultimate goal. She has one of those torpedo-shaped cocks – the head isn’t very big, but from that smooth beginning, it gets thick very quickly.

Slowly she begins sliding her cock into your ass. Instinctively you let out a little moan/whimper while trying to catch your breath. “That’s good, baby.” You notice that your transgirlfriend sounds breathless, too. But while your’s is from pain and fear, her’s is from pleasure and joy as she slides inch after inch of her thick girlcock deep and deeper into your ass. As the thickest part gets closer to entering your ass, you start to wiggle your ass this way and that in pain, hoping in vain to find some angle that is less painful. At this point your transgirlfriend stops pushing and just holds your hips firmly in her hands.

“Jon?” she calls to you sweetly. The bedroom lamp is still on. You look in the mirror at the head of your bed and see your beautiful transgirlfriend behind you – her long, flowing hair pulled over one shoulder and hiding one breast, making the other one look all the prettier.

“Jon, do you love me?” she asks softly.

“Baby, you know I do. I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t love you.” you reply.

Then she gives you the last six inches of her cock in one massive shove. “Oh!” she exclaims in delight, “You’re so tight!”

Not only is your transgirlfriend’s cock bigger than yours, she’s also taller than you. So after she has invaded you inside, she completes her conquest by bending over at the hip behind you – her full breasts gliding softly across your back as her head extends beyond yours, her hair tickling the side of your face. And the whole time you feel her thick girlcock pulsating inside you.

Then her wide hips drive you completely down flat on the bed. She raises herself up a little, her girlcock still firmly implanted in your ass, as she takes your legs and maneuvers you around until you’re on your back with your legs up on her shoulders. Aw, yeah. You’re her bitch now.

Then she finds her rhythm…in and out…in and out…in and out…she’s panting (you’re panting). The bedroom is filled with breathless sighs (moans). You’ve never felt so much pain in your entire life. Your eyes begin to tear up. And the whole time your transgirlfriend is gazing lovingly at you. This beautiful woman is causing you so much pain, but you love her, and you know that this is a part of being in love with her. So you spread your legs a little wider and you take it.

“Oh… baby… yeah… mmm… you’re so tight. So tight… I’m…. oh…. yeah… I’m… cumming.” And with that, your transgirlfriend pumps a huge load of hot gooey nutsauce deep inside your bowels. It only dawns on you a few minutes later that her skillful hand has made you cum at the same time. “Ah…the benefits of having a transgirlfriend,” she giggles as she sees you noticing that you’ve blown your load. “We’ll always cum at the same time when I fuck you.”

She pulls one of your legs across her front, so that both of your legs are together as she lies down behind you in a spoon position – her cock still throbbing as it continues to empty its load. Then it stops twitching and you realize that you’ve just taken your first load of cum in your ass… and you also realize that, since you’re in love with a transgirl, it won’t be the last one.

And while you’re thinking that, your transgirlfriend adds a special finish to you losing your anal virginity. With horror, and humiliation, you feel her still-thick girlcock as it pumps what feels like a quart of hot urine DEEP in your bowels.

Now feeling the warm afterglow of having thoroughly fucked her bottom boyfriend, your transgirlfriend slowly pulls her long, limp snake out of your asshole and simply turns over, murmuring “You said you were going to the bathroom. You can pee for me, too.”

An oldie, but a goodie.😈😈😈

andiezlegs: Marie had started noticing her daughter April’s…


Marie had started noticing her daughter April’s friend Daisy had changed. She was more confident, almost cocky, around Marie. Marie didn’t know what that was about.

Then one day when April was at school play rehearsal, Daisy stopped by unexpectedly.

“That’s ok. I came here to see you, Marie”, Daisy said slyly.

“I’m not sure you should be calling me Marie.”

Daisy snickered. “I’ll call you what I want.”

“What’s gotten into you? Why all this attitude?”

“Because I know.”

“Know what? What are you talking about?”, Marie asked a bit nervously.

“I know how April got the lead in the school play. I saw you in Ms. Marin’s office. On your knees. Between her legs. You really looked like you were enjoying yourself. Ms. Marin was certainly enjoying you.” Daisy laughed.

Marie was shocked and totally caught off guard. And she had no defense. She had, in fact, licked the drama teacher’s pussy to help her daughter. And she was still doing it when Ms. Marin requested her services.

“I wonder how April would feel about her slut mom going down on teachers like that?”

“No, please don’t. She can’t find out. She just can’t.” Marie was near tears.

Daisy smiled. “That all depends on you, Marie.”

“Wh-what do mean?”

“Well, like I said, it sure seemed like Ms. Marin was enjoying that tongue of yours.” Marie blushed furiously. “I think I need to feel how good you are, too.”

Marie just stared at Daisy, stunned. “I couldn’t. That just wouldn’t be right. Please, no.”

“You can and you will. And you will right now. Or I text April with the news right now. Like I said, Marie, it all depends on you.”

Ten minutes later, Daisy was lying back on the couch. And Marie was back on her knees providing her services. When Daisy grabbed her hair and pulled her closer, Marie felt a surge of both shame and lust run through her body.

andiezlegs: When Jenna got the text from Monica, her heart…


When Jenna got the text from Monica, her heart skipped a beat.

“My husband is gone for the night. Put on something trashy that will match the slutty things I’m going to make you do when you come over. Don’t cover up when you come over. Get here fast.”

Fortunately, Jenna’s husband was on a business trip so she was able to comply without too much difficulty. But she would have figured a way even if he was home, truth be told.

Jenna went to her dresser and picked out her white fishnet dress with matching panties. No bra.

She took a quick look outside to make sure no one was watching and scampered across the street.

A note on the front door read: Door’s unlocked, crawl up the stairs and to my bedroom.

Jenna opened the door, and, as insteucted, crawled up the stairs and crawled down the hall. She entered the bedroom.

Monica was sitting in the overstuffed chair in just a thong. She was buzzing a small vibrator over the thong.

“I’m all worked up. Get on the bed and let me watch you strip. Slowly. Tease me.”

Jenna crawled up on the bed and knelt facing Monica. She played with her spaghetti straps and bit and cupped her breasts through the barely there dress.

“That’s it, good girl. Make me wetter.”

Jenna pulled the dress off her shoulders and exposed her gorgeous breasts for Monica. She teased her nipples and moaned a little with each pinch.

“You know how to get a girl worked up. Keep going.”

Jenna pushed the dress past her panties. She was obviously wet. She rubbed herself over her panties.

Monica pulled her own panties aside and began rubbing her slick pussy. Jenna watched and licked her lips.

“Does my little slut want a taste?,” Monica teased.

Jenna nodded her head and Monica beckoned her with her finger. Jenna practically leapt off the bed and into her knees in front of Monica.

“Ask nicely.”

“May I please lick your beautiful pussy?”

“You may. Begin.”

Jenna dove in, ready to do anything Monica requested the rest of the night.

andiezlegs: Another business trip and another night spent in a…


Another business trip and another night spent in a strange woman’s bed. Celia’s husband would be mortified if he knew how many times she had visited the popular lesbian bar in the city she usually travelled to.

Celia would feel bad about it from the time she shamefully got dressed after pleasing another domme woman until the time she got on the plane to leave for her next trip. And then, the familiar urge would return. And her slutty cycle would begin all over again.

firstcockkiss: The photographer had a rare gift of capturing…


The photographer had a rare gift of capturing the primordial strength and mythical beauty of the male sex.

His explorations of cock and its intimate worship were gaining more and more notoriety in artistic circles. The eroticism put off some, yes, but even they thought about the images in secret. They stroked themselves to the philosophies the images taught them.

As my cock became his subject, I swelled with greater and greater purity at each expert, angled lick.

I saw the gods from that studio bed. My cock became more grand than the most awe inspiring sculptures of the old masters. My cum fountained like a slice of infinite energy frozen in that final, majestic photograph.

firstcockkiss: theworldofkink:Proof the world is a kinky place…



Proof the world is a kinky place 🌎😈

When they told him that they were only going to lick him gently and precisely on the head of his cock, top and bottom simultaneously, he was intrigued to say the least.

We want to see how much you can stand, they said. Would it be too much stimulation? Too little? If the experiment went according to plan, they said, you will last a long, long time, gradually losing control of your mind as it builds into slow, delicious, erotic torture.

Yes, now his cock was hard and raging.

For the love of god let’s begin, he managed to whisper.

Fantasies Fulfilled

Short Story

Everyone has sexual fantasies; men and women alike. But few ever have
the chance to act on their fantasies. Oh, some may be lucky enough to
have one fulfilled, occasionally, but generally speaking, they will
remain just a fantasy.

My wife and I were married fairly young; she was eighteen and I was
twenty one, so our sexual experience was somewhat limited. We were
fortunate, however, in that neither of us was too “hung up” on taboos,
so we willingly experimented with each other and learned what each liked
and didn’t like, and over time, we settled into a comfortable sexual
routine. That, of course, can either be a good or bad thing. In our
particular situation, it never caused a problem because frankly, neither
of us ever found anyone more attractive and interesting than each
other. Still, we each had our fantasies, and from time to time, would
use them to enhance an evening’s sexual pleasures by simply talking
about them.

For example, my wife would set the bedroom up with candles and scents,
lead me blindfolded to the bed, and would begin to massage me with oils
until I was good and aroused, then as she slowly masturbated me, she
would describe, in exquisite detail, one of her sexual fantasies. The
visual image of her being pleasured by someone else was enough to bring
me to the peak and eventually explode in orgasm. Likewise, I would do
much the same with her by wining and romancing her; touching and feeling
her body; licking her secret places and finally, slowly fucking her
while describing one of my sexual fantasies. She would climax, often
more than once, as I described exactly what I would like to experience.

We had two terrific kids, a boy and a girl, who were just entering their
teens, and of course, they knew that mom and dad enjoyed sex. We made a
point of educating them about the facts of life, but did not involve
them in our sexual pleasures. From time to time, we would occasionally
get away for a romantic weekend to Las Vegas, Sedona or another location
where we could relax and fuck our brains out. Such a getaway was
planned for my 39th birthday, and my wife promised she was going to make
it memorable for me. We packed the kids off to Grandma’s and headed for
Sin City and the bright lights. We checked into our hotel, and I
started to make dinner reservations when my wife stopped me and, with a
smile, told me she had already taken care of it. Six o’clock rolled
around and we were dressed up for our night out.

We dressed casually, as everything in Vegas is now casual, and headed
down to the lobby. I was going to have our car brought around, but
again, my wife told me we had another ride, and at that moment, a
stretch limo pulled up and the driver came around and opened the door
and showed us in. My wife kissed me and said “Have a great night. Happy
Birthday, sweetheart” and with a smile, turned around and headed back
into the hotel. The driver had a grin on his face as he held the door,
and indicated I should climb in. I did so, and was greeted by two of the
cutest young Oriental females I had ever laid eyes on. I think they
were Japanese and they were twins! They couldn’t have been over twenty
years old; each was like a porcelain doll, with long black hair, perfect
skin and each was wearing one of those oriental style dresses with the
high collars and the slit up the side to the waist. I followed their
directions and settled into the seat between the two of them, and they
began to hand feed me bites of food and sips of Sake`, all while very
subtly touching me on the chest, thighs and arms in a very intimate way.

As we drove, one kneeled up on the seat beside me and leaned over and
kissed me, offering her tongue in the process, which I redily accepted.
We no more than broke that kiss than the other climbed up and repeated
the act, proving she was just as sweet and tasty as her sister. I’m not
certain how long we drove, but the car pulled up to a beautiful home
that was a ranch style from the 1950’s, but which was somewhat secluded
on a large property that was very nicely landscaped and hidden from its
neighbors by a high hedge completely around the property. I had
absolutely no idea where we were.

The door opened, and again, the chauffer stood aside as the lovely
ladies pulled me along and into the house, which was magnificently
furnished. We proceeded along a hallway and into a huge bedroom with an
ultra king-sized bed, and sitting area that also appeared to have a full
wet bar and just outside a set of sliding arcadia glass doors was a
lighted Jacuzzi with its own privacy wall. The girls began to undress
me, and before long, I was nude and standing there with a hard on,
living not one, but two of my fantasies. One, of course, had been to
make love to an Oriental woman (I don’t know why, but I just find them
to be extremely sexy), and the second was to be with two women at the
same time (probably every male’s fantasy). The ladies were out of their
dresses in a flash, and not surprisingly, were completely naked

They led me outside and into the Jacuzzi tub, which was a perfect
temperature, and for the next hour, we kissed and felt and fingered and
touched and tasted to our heart’s content. Then we got out of the hot
tub and they carefully dried me off, even licking the moisture from my
cock, then led me into the bedroom. These girls were absolutely perfect;
high taut breasts with firm, delicate nipples; pubic hair that was
trimmed short, but still fully covering the vaginal area (which seems to
be the Oriental style, and opposed to the current style of shaving or
waxing most pubic hair away, which my wife does), but it still revealed
moist pink slits and small buttons of their clits. One of them lay down
and opened her legs for me, and I proceeded to go down on her and began
licking and tongue fucking her while her sister caressed her breasts. It
wasn’t long before she began to moan softly and her hips began to buck,
and I slipped my finger in her cunt and felt her contractions and
tasted her juices as she came against my lips. One of my favorite sexual
turn-ons is a woman’s orgasm. I love to watch them, and any porn video
I’ve ever watched without a legitimate female climax is a total waste,
in my opinion.

I rolled over on my back to rest, and they proceeded to bring me more
sake and another trey of snacks, including oysters on the half shell,
one of my favorites. My cock had been hard and seeping pre-cum all
evening, and from time to time, one of the girls would lick me clean,
and I would promptly harden again. After a break of about fifteen
minutes, the second (I think it was the other one, anyway) lay down on
the bed with her legs spread, and it was clear I was to please her as I
had her sister. I proceeded to lick her thighs and work my way up to her
pussy, which was soaking wet. I put her legs over my shoulders and
really went to work on her private area, including tonguing her anal
area, and it wasn’t long before she also began to buck and moan and
released a powerful orgasm which may have been even stronger than her

I rolled over on my back and began to catch my breath, and the other
girl began to gently wipe my face and mouth with a warm cloth, then
leaned over and began to kiss me again, with her tongue playing in my
mouth and her nails stroking my chest and nipples. At the same time, I
felt lips and tongue caressing my cock and licking my balls as my cock
began to throb. I didn’t want to come by hand or with a blow job
tonight. I wanted to fuck each of these sweet pussies and I hoped they
were as tight and responsive as my fantasy led me to believe. I pulled
the girl who was kissing me to the side and rolled over on top of her
and she raised her knees as she spread her legs and gave me full and
immediate access to that young pussy. She may have been fucked many
times, but as I entered that gorgeous cunt, it was tight and throbbing,
just as in my fantasy. I began to stroke, long and steady and deep as I
could reach, and her sister knelt beside me, tonguing my ear and
caressing me balls and anus. It took very little time before I exploded
into her pussy and she squeezed every drop from my cock before I rolled
off. The other girl was there almost immediately with a warm washcloth
to clean me up while her sister went into the bathroom and douched my
cum from her insides.

In a few short minutes, we were back in the hot tub, relaxing and they
were feeding me again and I was sipping sake once more and they were
kissing me and letting me feel their bodies and touch them in any way I
wanted. We played and teased for about an hour and I was finally aroused
once more, and we moved to the bed. It was the second girl’s turn and
she lay down and spread herself for me. I smiled, leaned over and kissed
her, but then rolled her onto her stomach and lifted her hips and moved
behind her to take her doggy style. She understood immediately, and
opened herself for me and I entered her without difficulty. I love
fucking doggy style; it gives me access to a deep penetration and I can
watch her little sphincter twitch as I thrust in and out, and of course,
I can fondle her ass and tits as I pump her. The sister was helping by
fondling my balls and gently scratching her nails over my sack and over
my anus as I pumped. I held her hips tight and soon felt my jism rise
again, and thrust as deeply as I could to empty myself completely. I
collapsed on the bed and this time, I was really spent. Once more, I
felt gentle hands and a warm cloth cleaning my groin and I closed my
eyes and dozed off.

When I awoke, the ladies were dressed and sitting on the bed beside me.
They each kissed me, then helped me get dressed and led me out to the
limo that was parked out front. I climbed in and they got in beside me.
We kissed and laughed all the way back to my hotel, and I’m still not
certain where that house was. My wife was waiting up for me, though it
was well after midnight, and she asked me how my “present” was. I smiled
and kissed her and told her I loved her, which I did…very much.

That was three years ago, and now, it’s my wife’s 39th birthday. As you
might imagine, I have schemed and researched the possibilities ever
since she treated me, and I wanted to make certain she got as good as
she gave, if not more so. I located a service, on line, that promised to
fulfill fantasies, etc. and took a trip (alone) one weekend to check
them out. I was finally satisfied they could provide what I wanted and
made the arrangements. One of the curious things to me about my special
night out was that I never saw the bill or the cost. Somehow, my wife
had paid for it and left no trail. I had been doing the same thing for
the past three years. I had a “secret” stash that I had been funding,
sort of like a Christmas Club, and she would never see the cost. I was
shown a portfolio of male companions and picked two that I was certain
my wife would enjoy, based upon the types of men she seemed to be
attracted to (other than me, of course).

Once again we made reservations in Las Vegas, and if she suspected
anything other than a nice night out with me, she never let on. On her
birthday, we got dressed to go out, and she had dressed sexy as hell,
fully intending to seduce me and get laid for her birthday, I’m sure. We
went to the valet area, and just as before, instead of our car pulling
up, a limo pulled in and the driver came around and opened the door. My
wife looked at me with a smile, but I just grinned, kissed her and
wished her a happy birthday. She climbed in and the limo pulled away.

I proceeded to get our car and drove to a nearby building where the
fantasy firm was headquartered, and quickly went inside. They had a
private screening room set up for me; one of the “extras” they provided
was live video coverage of the evening including a DVD for later
enjoyment. They “guaranteed” that no other copies would be made and that
the original recording would be deleted, once I was satisfied with the

I got there just as the limo was arriving at its destination, and the
feed from inside the limo showed my wife kissing one man and the other
stroking her knee and thigh while kissing her shoulder. They broke and
she was giggling and laughing, obviously enjoying herself. I saw the one
who had kissed her brush his hand over her breast, very casually, and I
knew she was loving this, because her fantasy was to be seduced by two
men (just as I had wanted two women), but not to be mauled by them, but
rather to be touched and gently fondled and played with and slowly be
made love to, over and over. My wife is multi orgasmic, and as long as
she doesn’t get too sore, she can cum repeatedly all night long. The two
men were both in their twenties and were tall and athletic. I am 6’1”
and 200 pounds, but each of the boy toys I had selected for my wife was
taller and slightly leaner than I was.

After they exited the car, a few minutes passed and then the scene
shifted to a bedroom view, and four different screens showed various
views of the room and the bed, which was also greatly oversized (where
do they get these beds?). One view was from directly overhead, and I
could tell from the various views that nothing would be left to the
imagination. The three of them came into the room, and all were laughing
and seemed relaxed. One man came up behind her and put his arms around
her and began kissing and nuzzling her neck and I saw him begin to
unbutton her blouse, fondling her breasts as he did so, while the other
moved to the bar and poured her a flute of Champaign which he brought
over to her, just as her blouse was completely off, revealing a very
sexy half cup bra.

She took the Champaign and sipped it, while her skirt was undone and
dropped to the floor. She was wearing bikini panties, but it wasn’t long
before the panties and bra were gone, and each of the men undressed, as
well. Both were very well built and were hung like horses, and for a
moment, I felt a pang of jealousy and even fear that my wife might be
disappointed when she returned home. Then I laughed to myself, and
realized that they were no threat to me. I watched as one man took her
in his arms and kissed her and lifted her up so she could wrap her naked
legs around his body, his stiffened cock thrust between her legs and
showing between her buttocks as though she were riding on it. He lay her
down on the bed, and still kissing her, began to fondle her breasts and
stomach while his companion knelt between her legs and began to lick
her, starting at her ankles and slowly working his way up the insides of
her legs, alternating from one to the other as he moved higher. My wife
had her legs spread wide open and I could see her vaginal opening and
she was wet and her juices were dripping down her buttocks. The camera
zoomed in and I could see her pussy lips pulsating from the stimulation
she was receiving at both ends.

When the man between her legs reached her pussy, and his tongue snaked
out to gently stroke her clit, his partner seemed to know exactly where
he was and moved his lips down to my wife’s breasts and began to kiss
and suckle them. In less than thirty seconds, I saw her hips jump and
her stomach muscles contract, and she had her first climax of the
evening. They kept her going for about a half dozen contractions, and
then eased up slowly letting her relax. The man between her legs got up
and moved to the bar and I knew he was preparing some crackers and
caviar and another glass of Champaign, since that is what I arranged,
but then I saw the other man kneel up on the bed and lift my wife’s head
to his crotch, and watched as she took his huge cock in her mouth and
began to slide her lips up and down on it, as far as it would go down
her throat. My cock was throbbing, just watching this, and I wanted to
charge in there and take over, but I knew this was about her pleasure
and not my own.

As soon as the caviar and Champaign arrived, she disengaged herself from
the one cock and they hand fed her a bite of caviar and a sip of
Champaign, until she had finished one flute of the Champaign. Then the
second man approached her from the side and held his cock out for her
and she leaned over and took it down her throat while his companion
removed the glasses and dishes. Neither man had cum in her mouth, nor
had I really expected them to, but I knew my wife well enough to know
that she really liked sucking cock and it really turned her on. They
both laid her back on the bed, and spread her legs and one of them
mounted her and slid his cock into her waiting pussy. He lifted her legs
up and over his shoulders and thrust deeply, and I saw the slack look
of pleasure come over my wife’s face as he penetrated her depths. He
pumped in and out, slowly and steadily, and then his companion moved up
beside her face and turned her head so he could put his cock into her
mouth as his companion fucked her. This was too much for her and I saw
her body begin to quiver and her hips bucked as she began to climax once
again. The absolute pleasure that reflected on her face as she climaxed
this second time was enough to cause me cum in my pants, just from
watching. Once again, both men kept her climax going for a half minute
or more, before gently letting her come down. They obviously had
excellent self control and knew exactly what they were doing. I was
jealous, again.

They lay on each side of her and just stroked and kissed her, and all
three would laugh and she would giggle from time to time, but they kept
her turned on, up and down, over and over. After a while, one of them
got up and pulled my wife up to a sitting position, and then the other
rolled her over on her hands and knees and knelt behind her and took her
from behind, doggy style. I knew that she loved being fucked like this,
because I could get so much deeper and even touch her cervix with the
head of my cock. After seeing the size of her boy toy, there was no
doubt that he would be bruising her cervix something serious. As he
began to fuck her in this way, the other man moved to her head, and she
opened her mouth to receive his huge cock. I watched as both men began
to fuck in a rhythm at each end of my wife’s body. Even as huge as the
cocks were, she was taking almost all of one down her throat, and I
could see the other end was being slammed home completely, as well. The
one who was fucking her pussy was also fingering her anus, which I also
knew she liked, and it wasn’t long before she was in the throes of
another climax. I saw her face scrunch up and she released the cock in
her mouth and her whole body contracted as her orgasm hit and it was
powerful enough to force the cock out of her pussy, and she collapsed
onto the bed gasping for breath.

I wasn’t sure how much more she could take for one night, but I didn’t
think she was through, just yet, even though she was temporarily worn
out. All three rested for a bit, sipped more Champaign, and then began
again. This time, one of the men lay on the bed and she knelt between
his thighs and began to go down on him, and the other got behind her and
began to doggy fuck her again. I thought the men had switched positions
from the prior session, so a new cock was in each opening, though I’m
not sure she could tell the difference at this point. The one doggy
fucking her began to push his finger in her ass, and she was pushing
back against it; then, to my surprise, he pulled his cock from her pussy
and pushed it against her anus. I had never fucked my wife in the ass;
it was simply something that never appealed to me, and I wasn’t certain
how she would react. This had not been part of the “briefing” I had
given them.

Much to my surprise, she allowed him to continue to attempt penetration
of her asshole, and after a few thrusts, he succeeded, and slowly worked
his cock deeper and deeper with each thrust. My wife, meanwhile, was
going to town sucking and stroking the cock in front of her, and I could
see that this companion was beginning to react to the intense
treatment. His body stiffened and he announced he was cumming as he
reached out and held my wife’s face in place as his load shot down her
throat. A few globs of his cum leaked from the corners of her mouth, but
she managed to swallow most of his load.

Meanwhile, her butt fucker was speeding up his thrusts, and from the
look on his face was about to get his rocks off, as well. My wife was
also beginning to climax, yet again. This time from having her ass
fucked. My cock was raging hard, and I couldn’t wait to fuck my lovely
wife. She began to scream in ecstasy as her orgasm hit, and I saw the
man with his cock in her ass thrusting hard and deep and he was cumming
in her at the same time. I was exhausted just from watching this going
on. They had been at it for almost two hours and I wasn’t sure how much
longer it might last. They all collapsed on the bed, and I was wishing I
could join them. I saw them all get up and head out of the room, and
then the camera scene shifted and showed them in a huge bathroom. One
man turned on the shower and they were all laughing and talking until
the water had warmed, and then all three got in the shower and the two
men began washing my wife down from head to toe. I saw one of them lift a
douche bottle from a receptacle, and my wife began to douche herself
thoroughly. One of the men put his arms around her from behind and began
kissing her over her shoulder while his hands were playing with her
pussy and breasts. The second man knelt in front of her and began to
lick her clit and pussy, and for a moment, she tried to stop them. But
then she relaxed, and it wasn’t long before her body shuddered with
another orgasm. I heard her laugh and then say “Enough”. Apparently, she
was satiated for the evening. They dried her off, and returned to the
bedroom and helped her dress and an hour later she walked into our hotel

She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a huge wet kiss, and
whispered she loved me. I told her I loved her too, and once again,
wished her a Happy Birthday. I figured she was done for the night, but
as we crawled into bed, she rolled over on top of me and straddled my
waist and slipped my cock into a soaking wet pussy that was a bit looser
than I remembered, and she began to ride me hard while she whispered in
my ear about the incredible sex she had just experienced. I climaxed in
no time at all, and her pussy just milked me dry, as she whispered
“thank you” over and over.

A few days later, I received the DVD of my wife’s birthday celebration,
and we have watched it several times together while we fuck ourselves
silly. This was but the first of several fantasies that we fulfilled for
each other. It has kept our marriage fresh, and after all, since these
are only fantasies, there is no need for jealousy at all. I love my