make me purr

     I saw them skinny-dipping while I was out walking late one night. You know how insomnia is. I was just coming around the bend of the path, near a clump of rhodies, and there they were. They were a cute young couple, probably in their early twenties, probably college students. He was already in the water, and she was stripping off her little white panties. They didn’t see me. I ducked behind the bushes, hoping for a show

     He splashed some water on her, and she shrieked but dove in to dunk him. Her long hair floated silver on the surface. When he lifted her up in the air, his muscles glinted with droplets of water. They began kissing, and their arms wrapped around each other with love – or at least lust.

    I sat down in the grass, peeking out between some leaves. The moonlight lit them both well enough so I could see them quite well from my hiding place. I unbuttoned my jeans, and quietly unzipped them. I wiggled my hand down the front, sliding aside my silken panties. I almost yelped myself in surprise at how cold my hand was, despite the warm summer night. 

    She leaned back and he began licking her nipples. They were in pretty shallow water by this point – only about knee-deep. They laid down, and I saw her hand reaching down between his legs. I heard him moan a bit, and her head went down, following her hand. After a few minutes, he pulled her back up, and they kissed again.

   I took my jeans completely off so I could reach myself a little better. They were already very well soaked. I reached back down and rubbed my clit some more.

   She straddled him, and I heard them both moan with pleasure when he slid inside. They followed the slow rhythm of the waves.  She began to whimper a little more loudly, and he rolled over, gently laying her in the sand. He pumped into her faster now, and I could almost sense his increasing desire from where I was.  She held back most of her screams, but couldn’t help one or two little gasps of pleasure as she came.

   My fingers were deep inside me by this point, moving back and forth in time with his movements. I imagined the feeling of the cool waves, the gritty sand, and the hot young cock filling me to the core. My other hand was still rubbing my clit, and my wetness covered both hands now. I fell back as my own orgasm hit me like a train, and I barely held back my own screams. My body still spasming, I leaned forward to watch the rest of the show.

   He continued fucking her, and she began gasping and writhing again just as he let out one long moan. They both held each other after that, letting the waves wash away t heir fluids.  I heard her giggle, and he said something to her softly. They kissed some more, then climbed out of the water, onto the beach. I watched them get dressed, and hid deeper in the bushes when they walked away. Once they were out of sight, I wiped my hands on the grass, found my jeans, and finished my walk, but smiling now.

 So there we were. My girlfriend was lying in bed, facing me, her bright eyes glittering in the dark. The covers were pulled all the way up to her nose. However, the hand that was slowly creeping around my breasts wasn’t hers. My girlfriend had introduced me to a friend of hers a couple weeks ago, and we’d hit it off pretty well. Very well, I should say…

     “Shhhhh!” she said. “We’ll wake her up!”

     Inwardly I giggled. I knew perfectly well that Denise was still awake, and watching us. She’s such a little voyeur. “Ok” I whispered back.

     We’d spend the day trying on each others’ clothes, makeup, and sneaking in a quick grope here and there. Then we came back here and had a few drinks.

     “This is really ok? You don’t mind?”

     “NO! Just don’t stop!”

Her fingers found their way from my breasts to in between my legs. A curious finger began stroking my clit, then found my dampness. I ran my hands all around her breasts then down, between her legs, and began stroking her cock.

     Oh yeah. She’s T. Guess I forgot to mention that before. So is my girlfriend.

     She got hard quickly. She had said earlier that it had been a long time since she’d been with a genetic girl. I had merely wanted to remind her of what it was like. Nicole was gorgeous, anyway.

     “Um, before this gets any further, I gotta…” Nicole ran off to the bathroom.

     I heard muffled giggling coming from underneath the blankets. I rolled over. “Are you enjoying the show, my love?”

    “Oh yeah! I’m, like, dripping under here!”

    “Well, you’ll get more if she comes back in here…”

     A couple minutes later Nicole came back in. As soon as she laid down, I pounced. I started slowly, licking and suckling her cock, getting her hard again, running my fingertips along her nipples. They were hard, too. She began to squirm and moan loud enough that had Denise actually been sleeping, she’d be awake now. After just a few short minutes, Nicole arched back, and I tasted the fruits of my labors…She laid there, panting, her hands in my hair. Then she got up, and asked if I wanted to join her outside for a cigarette.

     “No thanks, Nickie, I’m just going to rest here for a few.” She found a robe and wandered off.

     More giggling. “What?”

     “That was SO HOT, Chrissie. Mmmm, c’mere lover…”

     As soon as she could untangle the bedsheets, Denise threw herself on top of me. Her mouth over mine, her fingers everywhere, my fingernails scratching her back, pulling her in close to me. I heard the balcony door slide shut, and knew Nicole would be back inside soon, but I didn’t care. Denise was so hot, so hard, so ready to fuck me. I felt her angling her cock to slide inside me.

     “My God, you’re just a river of wetness, aren’t you?”

     “What exactly did you expect after all that play?” I gasped as she proceded to fuck me silly. I knew I should try to be quiet, but I couldn’t help myself. I was so loud Nicole knew what was going on before she ever opened the door. Denise was incredible. Within minutes we were both screaming, and the moment I began clenching down on her cock, Denise came. I could feel it deep inside me, almost like a firehose.

     Nicole never did open the door, guess she wanted to give us some time to ourselves. She must have been exhausted from that blowjob. As Denise and I lay there, in our blissful afterglow, I remembered that Nicole must still be out in the living room. I got up, threw on a Tshirt, and toddled out to find her.

     “Yes?”

     “Um, can I take you up on that cigarette now?”

     She laughed. “Sure.”  We went out on the balcony and Nicole handed me a cig. We stood out there and chatted awhile, then went back inside.

     “She sure is beautiful when she’s sleeping, isn’t she?”

     “Yeah. We’ll have to try this again sometime…”

     Nicole didn’t answer. She was already asleep. I snuggled in, and the three of us slept until noon the next day.

or - what I’d like to review, and why, by Sexykitten.

I’d like to review this : http://store.sex-superstore.com/cgi-bin/toys2.cgi?ecode=9073013N&af=17103  The Girl to Girl 18 inch Double Dong… or this: http://store.sex-superstore.com/cgi-bin/toys2.cgi?af=17103&ecode=9047581N&init=dildo&fam=doublehead&letter=&last_list=&first_list=&dozen_list=1&text=&criteria=&init1= 

The Penthouse Majestic Double Cock.

Sheesh, who comes up with these names?

Anyway, I’d love to try these out. I keep meaning to get a double-headed toy of some sort for my and my girlfriend to share, but we never seem to have the time to go shopping for one… She’s pretty picky, too. I think she’d like the jelly one better, since she likes the plain jelly (single headed) toy we have, but I like the bendable feature of the Penthouse toy.

As long as it’s flexible and long enough, and not too wide around, we should be able to make it work.

Thank you!

~SK 

     I had been invited to join a party at a certain individual’s house after my usual haunts closed for the evening. I had enjoyed a few cocktails, and was willing enough after he’d complimented me several times. My new friend introduced himself as Adrian. Very tall, very slender, he wore his charcoal suit with a certain kind of grace one only sees in mannequins in the better clothing shops. He helped me on with my coat, and as we walked to his car, he told me it was a very special kind of party.

     Adrian opened my door for me.  I listened with rapt attention to his deep, but soft, voice. “I determined you were alone tonight after watching you for a while. You seemed to admire several different men, and weren’t too shy in approaching them. You didn’t seem self-conscious at all, in fact. This party will give you a chance to explore how far that lack of self-consciousness goes. It’s a space in which appearance doesn’t mean anything, and someone who is slightly self-conscious might not care for it, because they no longer are using their appearance in the way we all use it: to attract people. Are you still interested?”   As I nodded, he walked me to the door.

   We were in a dimly lit entryway, surrounded by dark draperies. He removed my coat, then, to my surprise, began unzipping my dress. I glanced up at him, and the look in his eyes was enough to stifle my protests. He removed every article of clothing I had been wearing, and then removed his own. Then he put his hand on my shoulder, and firmly pushed me to my knees, and whispered “It’s best to crawl. We don’t want you to fall. I’ll be right behind you.”

   I crawled into the next room, hidden behind the drapes. It was pitch dark, and I could hear people moving  and soft murmurs. As my eyes adjusted I saw there was a tiny light several feet away. I crawled towards it. The light was some sort of glowing ball, in the bottom of a large clear bowl filled with condoms.

   At that moment, I felt a hand sliding along my bottom, and another along my breasts. : I whispered “Adrian?” but heard only a quiet chuckle. The hands were cool, and soft, but had a firm grip. A warm finger slid between my legs, and a soft, sticky mouth, tasting of lipstick, attached itself to mine. I had never kissed another woman before, though I had been curious. I slid my own hands down her torso, and touched her breasts. The finger inside me was joined by two more, and they began sliding in and out of my slick wetness. The feeling was exquisite. I could smell the heavy odor of sex in the air, and the soft murmurs rose and fell, with that primal, unmistakable rhythm. The fingers withdrew, and a mouth took their place. I felt a tongue licking along my most intimate parts, then entering me. I felt the orgasm building inside me, my muscles beginning to tighten. As I became tighter and wetter, the mouth disappeared as well, and was replaced by a large, hard penis. It slammed into me with enough force to make me gasp, and I could feel the mouth kissing me smile. In just a moment, my mind exploded with that wonderful familiar tingling sensation, and I felt the penis inside me burst as well.

  I lay there, utterly relaxed. The soft noises continued on all around me, and the plush carpeting cushioned me well. I found a blanket, and after I wrapped myself in it, I soon fell asleep.

  It was still dark outside when I was woken and gently pulled into the entryway. Adrian was there, donning his suit. I put my clothing on, feeling my juices trickling down my legs. He whisked me away in his car, depositing me on my front doorstep without asking directions.

  As I stepped out of the car, he handed me his card with a slight smile. It had only his first name on it, and a phone number. “Thank you Adrian,” I said. “I had the most wonderful evening I’ve had in a long time.” I stepped inside my door, and as he drove away, I smiled, and lit a cigarette. As the match was burning down, I caught the edge of his card in the flame, and put it in my ashtray.