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  Joseph said, “I bet you want a dick in that hole, don’t you?” When Betty admitted that she did, Joseph said he was going to take care of her.

  Betty’s moaning started again and quickly grew louder. “Oh you’re so big,” she said, “You feel so good in there. Fuck me good, Joey! Then she screamed, “I’m coming! God, I’m coming!” Joseph told her to get on her hands and knees. “What a beautiful ass you have . . .” I heard a slap and realized he must have been spanking her. “Do you want me to shoot my come inside you or on you?” Betty grunted that she wanted his spunk inside her. I’d never heard her like that before.

  Joseph said, “Hand me that toy of yours. You need more than just a cock in your cunt. I’m going to stick this in your ass.”

  Betty was in a frenzy, screaming and thrashing around like crazy.”Yes! Give me two dicks. I love it! I love being fucked like this!”

  Both were panting like crazy when Joseph yelled, “I’m coming in your hot pussy, next I’m going to fuck your ass!” At that moment Betty let out a long beautiful moan, telling me she must have come too.

  I decided it was time to get off the phone, since they’d probably go at it all night. After listening to their sex, I couldn’t help but masturbate, imaging what the scene must have looked like. Then I went to sleep, thinking about how much I loved my wife and couldn’t wait for her return.

  —T.P., Sacramento, California

  HIS WIFE MODELS NUDE FOR HIS PHOTO CLUB—

  AND THAT’S ONLY THE BEGINNING!

  My photography club was in a bind, as I told Denise, my wife. We had booked a nude model for Saturday at Felix’s house, but she canceled at the last minute, leaving the eight club members in the lurch.

  We take our photography seriously and consider ourselves very good artists. But I have to admit that we also enjoy the nude models for the obvious reasons. Over the years I’ve participated in dozens of such photography sessions, and Denise has always found me particularly passionate afterward. I’m not sure if my friends manage to do the photo shoots without getting a hard-on, but I never can.

  Sometimes it’s difficult to hide the tent in my pants from the young model. On at least one occasion I didn’t succeed, but the girl didn’t seem shocked. On the contrary, seeing my obvious erection seemed to push her to the limit. She posed in pure porn style, with her legs spread wide and her pussy thrust at my lens.

  Now it looked like this particular session wasn’t going to happen at all! “She canceled without giving us time to find a replacement,” I moaned to Denise.

  “Maybe she found something better to do than to donate her time to you lecherous, horny bastards,” Denise suggested sweetly.

  “Damn it, Denise,” I said. “First of all, we’re artists.” I emphasized the word “artists,” hoping to convince myself as well as her. “Secondly, the time isn’t ‘donated.’ We pay our models five hundred dollars for their two hours of posing.”

  Denise put down her coffee cup in shock. “My God, five hundred dollars?”

  “You betcha! But these models don’t hold back. These are artistic shots for the most part, but they aren’t just partial nudes. The women pose completely naked for a full two hours, so they earn their money.”

  Denise still seemed in awe. “Damn, baby, for five hundred bucks I’d pose for your damn club. Christ, five hundred dollars?”

  My interest was piqued. “You would?” I said. “For any kind of photo?”

  She didn’t hesitate at all. She looked me in the eye and said, “Honey, for five hundred bucks they can take pictures of me doing anything!”

  Now this was appealing. Denise had never met any of my fellow club members, so they would have no way of knowing that she was my wife. This could be fun.

  So we made the deal!

  Time seemed to drag by until Saturday arrived. Per our agreement, we drove separately to Felix’s house, with me arriving about thirty minutes before her. I was the last of the members to show up, but still had time for a few beers with the guys while we waited for the new “model” I told them I’d found.

  Finally the doorbell rang. Felix went to answer it while the rest of us waited in the living room. When he walked in with my wife, I was totally shocked. Denise looked incredibly hot!

  She had cut her long hair to a sexy shag. A short white skirt accentuated her great legs, enhanced further by platform sandals and gold bracelets on each ankle. She wore a white button-down blouse that was tied at the bottom to reveal her taut stomach. Several of the top buttons were open, to offer a generous view of her ample breasts. My girl-next-door wife was transformed into a sex kitten!

  We always provide wine for our models, some of whom are a little nervous at first about taking their clothes off in front of strangers. The Chardonnay usually has a calming affect. Felix handed Denise a large glass as he described the plan for the day. She listened to his instructions, saying nothing, but she downed a second glass of wine before following us into the room Felix used as a studio.

  One corner of the room was free of furniture and was lit brightly with floodlights. To the left, there was a couch with another set of lights. I couldn’t really tell if Denise was nervous or not. All I know is that I saw a gleam in her eye, possibly due to the wine, that told me that she was definitely starting to get turned on.

  As we all got our cameras ready, Denise walked over to the corner and stood in the glare of the floodlights. We started out by taking shots of her fully clothed, and soon she was posing freely. Each pose was sexier than the last, and with each one her legs seemed to get longer and longer. I was so proud of her!

  When we had used up our first rolls of film, at Felix’s suggestion Denise moved over to the sofa. She sat down and crossed her legs, and her skirt rose high on her thighs. She smiled, obviously knowing the effect she was producing, then slowly recrossed her legs, providing our cameras a quick but full view of white panties.

  At that point Felix spoke up. “Come on, love, how about leaving them open for us, there’s a girl?”

  Denise shrugged and parted her legs, then helped us out by pulling up her skirt slightly. The thin material of her panties could not hide the dark patch of her thick black pubic bush.

  She didn’t have to be told what to do next. After a minute, she stood up and untied her blouse, to reveal a lacy bra that barely covered her tits. Her hard nipples pressed visibly against the material.

  Then she stepped out of her skirt and stood up in bra and panties, striking several poses as we snapped away, moving from side to side to give us different angles. She really acted like a professional model, and I knew she had all the guys fooled.

  She sat back down and, looking me right in the eye, placed her heels on the edge of the sofa and spread her knees wide apart. This caused the material of her panties to mold against the swollen lips of her pussy in a mouth-watering manner. A few curly black hairs peeked out the legholes. I noticed, and I’m sure everybody else did too, that the crotch of her panties was soaked.

  Finally she stood again. “Why don’t you all get another drink while I change for the next set?” she suggested. “And can someone refill my glass too?”

  Knowing my wife, I could tell that she was feeling the effects of the wine she’d already had. Not that she was actually drunk, but she was light-headed enough to lose many of her inhibitions.

  This was going well, I thought—as I tried to adjust my hard dick for comfort without anyone seeing. When the rest of the group got up to go to the kitchen, I was pretty sure everyone else had a tent in the front of his pants as well. Denise had made us all hot, and I believed she knew it.

  She was gone for only a few minutes, and when she returned, Felix handed her another glass of Chardonnay, which quickly disappeared down her throat. Then she went to stand in the corner again, under the lights. “What do you think, boys?” she asked teasingly.

  She was now wearing a man’s dress shirt, only the middle two buttons of which were closed. Judging from the amount of tit w
e could see, she had evidently removed her bra. The bottom of the shirt came to just below her crotch. I wondered if she had removed her panties too.

  Denise was obviously enjoying the attention even more than before. We each went through another roll of film quickly, capturing her various poses. In the last one, she turned her back to us and bent over slightly with her hands on her knees, making the edge of the shirt rise up over the beautiful curve of her ass. That answered my question about the panties!

  Then she moved to the sofa again, but this time she knelt on the cushions, facing us. The baggy shirt fell away from her, revealing her breasts. A few of the guys groaned, and I felt my dick twitching dangerously. Denise knew perfectly well the impact she was having. Her nipples were hard, as we all could see.

  “You know,” I couldn’t help saying, “I bet the view from the rear is even better.”

  Hearing this, Denise gave me a smile. And then, sure enough, she turned around.

  I was right. The shirt didn’t come close to hiding anything. My wife’s beautiful pussy was right there for us to see, and I for one was dying to run my tongue along the lips of that glistening cunt.

  There were murmurs from some of the other guys, and then Felix spoke up. “Damn,” he said, “I don’t know about you guys, but it’s been a very long time since I’ve seen anyone this sexy.”

  In answer to his lustful comment, Denise wiggled her ass, bent her knees further, then returned to the same position. Damn, her body language was just screaming, fuck me!

  I couldn’t take any more. I put my camera down and was naked in less than thirty seconds. I knelt on the couch behind my wife and slid my dick in that dripping hairy pussy. She was wet but tight. I grabbed her hips, and we fucked doggie-style while most of the other guys just stared, although a couple of them were snapping photos. Soon they were all getting naked too.

  They still didn’t know that this woman was my wife!

  Felix went to the other end of the couch and waved his hard-on in Denise’s face. She opened her mouth with no hesitation and took it in. I had never been so horny in my life, and I lasted less than two minutes before filling her cunt with come.

  When I pulled out, one of the others slipped in and took my place behind her. I grabbed my camera to document the blowjob my wife was giving Felix while getting fucked by someone else. Finally, she swallowed Felix’s come—and another guy took his place.

  Before the session was through, each of the club members, including me, had climaxed at least twice—once in my wife’s pussy and once in her very talented mouth. I captured as much of it as I could on film, and so did they. All in all, Denise earned her five hundred bucks many times over, but when I gave her the money, she just shrugged.

  “Hell,” she said, “if I’d known it was going to be that much fun, I would have done it for nothing!” And she says that next time she’ll do just that.

  —Name and address withheld by request

  SHE WAS GETTING A REAL WORKOUT, AND SHE WASN’T AT HER AEROBICS CLASS

  I wrote to you recently about a steamy experience my wife had with a bartender. After that, Ginny and I led a fairly normal life—by most standards—for a few years. I was out of the service and had a steady job, and we had settled into a new apartment with our two children. Life was good.

  One afternoon when I got home from work, Ginny said something happened today that I should know about. She said when she and the kids got back from the pool, she put the kids down for a nap and took a shower, and just as she got out of the shower, the doorbell rang.

  She quickly slipped on a housedress (no underwear) and went to the door. There she found a salesman who said he could offer great prices on family pictures. She said she thought it would be a good idea to get some professional shots of the children, so she invited him in to explain the various packages he had to offer.

  He sat on the couch, and while he laid out his materials on the coffee table, she went in the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee. Now, the kitchen’s in full view of where the man was sitting, and when she turned around, he was staring at her legs.

  It dawned on her then that maybe he could see through the thin material of her housedress, to view her naked body underneath. She hadn’t had time to dry off very well, and where the dress was wet, it was almost transparent.

  She was a little embarrassed and unsure what to do. However, it was exciting knowing that a nice-looking man might be able to see through her dress to her naked body. So she decided to stay as she was.

  When she returned to the living room, she sat down next to the salesman. By now she was sure he could see through her dress. The TV was on, and he asked if she would mind turning it off. She got up and went over to the TV, knowing that he was looking right through her dress with the help of the light of the screen in front of her. She came back and sat down.

  Then he said there was a glare, and could she adjust the blinds? Again she stood in front of the window knowing that he was admiring her practically naked body. She knew the TV and the glare were not the real reason he asked her to get up. It was to see her body better, with the light showing through her dress.

  It was getting pretty late in the afternoon, and the kids started stirring, so he quickly explained the different plans and recommended one of the less expensive ones as the best deal. All during the presentation he kept looking down at her legs and thighs. She got very excited knowing how he was enjoying seeing her virtually nude body.

  She signed the paper for the package, and he packed up his stuff and got up to leave. She noticed that he had an erection, which he tried hard to conceal on the way to the door. She said she liked having that kind of effect on him.

  Very soon after the salesman left, I came home. Ginny was still dressed the same. The kids were now playing in their bedroom.

  She told me what happened, and I had her go stand by the window. As soon as she was in front of it, it was like her dress disappeared. I could see every detail of her body, from her nipples to her pubic hair and pussy lips.

  I told her she was quite the tease. Then I asked her, if she had had the chance, would she have wanted to fuck the guy? She said that if the kids hadn’t been in the next room, if he would have had her, she would have been in bed with him in a heartbeat! She said that was the most excited she had been in a long time.

  After that, Ginny was more receptive to talking about my fantasy of her being with other men. We talked about it often. I asked her if she would like to get fucked by a black man, and she said she would love to have a big black cock in her pussy.

  I bought a large vibrator and, whenever I put it in her, asked what it felt like. She always said, “A big dick.” When I asked if she wanted to get fucked by a cock that size, she said, “Oh yeah!”

  Shortly after that, Ginny’s friend and onetime housemate Rachel called and asked if she was interested in joining an aerobics class with her. Ginny thought that would be fun as well as good exercise, so along with some of her other girlfriends she signed up.

  The classes were on Thursday night at a school near Rachel’s house, across town from us, and Ginny and two other girls from our side of town carpooled. After the first class, she called me and said all the girls were at Rachel’s and not to wait up because she might be a little late.

  I went to bed about eleven; Ginny got in a little after two. I woke up and asked her what went on. She said they just sat around talking and had a couple of drinks. She was very horny that night, and we ended up having great sex.

  The following week Ginny said all the girls would be going to Rachel’s again and not to wait up. This time she drove. Again I went to bed about eleven; it was after five when she got home!

  I pretended to be asleep until she got in bed. I asked what time it was, and she just said it was a little late, to go back to sleep. I reached over to feel her pussy. She moved my hand and said she was too tired for sex, to go back to sleep.

  The following Thursday the same routine was repeated. Ginny d
rove again and said not to wait up, and again it was the wee hours of the morning when she got home. And again she would not let me touch her.

  That Saturday night when we were in bed, I said I suspected that there was something going on she wasn’t telling me. Well, she told me the whole story.

  It seems that after that first workout, the girls didn’t go back to Rachel’s. They went to a local bar. There she met a guy named Lee, an insurance salesman, and they danced to most of the songs. During the slow numbers he couldn’t keep his hands off of her. He would feel her ass and pull her in close to his chest, pressing against her large breasts. She said she really liked the attention. He also kept rubbing his hard dick against her, so she knew he had a really big one.

  When the bar closed, Ginny had to leave with the girls she had carpooled with. She and Lee agreed to meet again the following week. She said she would bring her own car instead of riding with her friends.

  This time just before closing time he asked her to go to a motel with him, and she agreed. At the motel he turned off the lights except for the bathroom. He left the door open enough so they could see each other.

  I asked her a lot of questions, and she answered them all. I asked what it was like when he undressed her, and she said it was really exciting. Then I asked about his cock. She said she undid his pants and pulled them down, and it was enormous, even bigger than her vibrator. She was a little afraid of its large size fitting in her pussy.

  It turned out that that was not a problem at all, but their fucking did leave her pussy a little sore and stretched. That’s why she didn’t want me touching her when she got home. She figured I would know right away that she had been fucked and would want to fuck her also, and she couldn’t take any more cock that night after Lee finished with her.

  Her weekly sessions with Lee went on for some time. Now they would mostly just meet at the motel. I always had to wait a couple of days before I could touch her. When we did get together, she would explain how Lee was sometimes like a jackhammer going in and out of her pussy, while other times he would have her sit on his cock and she moved up and down on it.