Naughty Secrets (15 page)

About four years ago my wife and I attended the wedding of one of her friends. The reception was in a hotel banquet room with
a large outdoor patio. My wife and I were teasing each other on the dance floor, and pointing out other sexy-looking people
to each other.

After a particularly steamy slow dance, my wife grabbed me by the hand and pulled me out on the patio, where there were about
five other couples enjoying the fresh air. She dragged me into a corner that was not immediately visible to anyone unless
they actually made the effort to look.

She proceeded to kneel in front of me, pull down my zipper, and gently reach inside for my now rock-hard shaft. It was oozing
so much that it had made a wet spot on the front of my pants. She had a devilish look in her eyes as she stuck her tongue
out to lick the entire length, before she took almost my entire cock in her mouth and slowly sucked me in. As we were in a
risky situation, she didn’t treat me to one of her usual torturously slow blow jobs. As soon as she had me in her mouth she
started bobbing up and down, faster and faster.

As I looked around to make sure no one came up to us, I noticed a couple in the building across the alley. The woman stopped
and pointed us out to her partner. I didn’t tell my wife, afraid she would stop, but I became even more excited watching the
voyeuristic couple grope each other while staring at us. My wife was going faster and using her hand along with her mouth,
and although I wanted to make it last for our peeping companions, I was getting too close to orgasm to stop. In no time at
all I signaled my wife that I was ready to come, so she moved aside and jerked me off. I erupted over the side of the railing
and onto the street below. My wife then saw the other couple and just smiled and waved, while I tried to get my still-hard
cock back in my pants.

It’s amazing what a pair of horny high school students without any regular place to make out will do. This girl and I did
it on the roof of a four-story office complex where I was doing some contractual janitorial work. We went at it in broad daylight,
in the middle of the day.

I met a woman one night in a community park and we started making out in the car. We couldn’t get comfortable so we walked
over to the jungle gym. We were up there, neither with any pants on, when the police came and broke it up. Luckily the cop
just told us to leave, with a grin.

My wife and I made out once in the bathroom while she sat on the edge of the sink. It was just passionate fucking. The funny
thing was that when she came she leaned on her hand and squeezed the tube of toothpaste all over her ass. We still laugh about
that.

The university in our town has a conference center built around a lovely old house and a friend had her wedding reception
there. All the food and entertainment was on the main floor, but the washrooms were all on the second level. I realized with
a little exploring during a trip up there that there were a number of smaller meeting and lounge rooms, at least one of which
had a door that locked from the inside.

It was one of those hot-as-hell summer evenings and the center wasn’t air-conditioned. The heat, plus all the skimpy summer
dresses, were making me as horny as hell. Finally I was able to get my wife to go upstairs to use the facilities. When she
came out of the bathroom there was no one else around so I took her by the arm and led her down this dimly lit hallway to
a room at the end. I’m not sure that she knew what I wanted when I closed and locked the door behind us, but when I started
kissing her and pulling her dress off she got the idea. It certainly wasn’t a prolonged encounter but it was a dynamite experience.
I think we probably looked a little flushed and sweaty when we returned to the main floor but no one seemed to notice. What’s
even more exciting is thinking that maybe we weren’t the only ones to do the same thing that night.

My current lover has a hot tub, and right after we started making it regularly, we were in her hot tub and she initiated sex
by climbing right into my lap. We went at it with her sitting on my crotch, facing me. It was really pretty good as her weight
was counterbalanced by the water and I could get my fingers onto her clitty pretty well. I just kept playing with it until
she came. The combined motion and the feeling of her cunt squeezing my penis brought me off just a moment later.

We’ve never done it that way again because she said she had to change the water. I guess I probably should have worn a condom
because she told me she didn’t like come in it. All in all, I’d rate that particular session as one of our best, but I don’t
know if she’d say the same.

One of the first times my then-girlfriend and I made love was one of the first times we spent a night at her house. We had
been tantalizing each other sensuously and sexually all evening, bringing each other to higher and higher levels of sexual
tension.

I was only wearing a dress shirt and she had put on one of my other ones before going into the kitchen to refill our wineglasses.
Not really enjoying being away from her for a minute, added to the fact that she has great legs, I followed her. Of course
I kissed her and my hands wandered to her legs and her gorgeous ass, and eventually to her incredibly sexy pussy. I kissed
her and played with her pussy lips until she was virtually dripping and my fingers entered her deeper and deeper with little
effort. We kissed and played with my hand inside her pussy until she had a very strong orgasm. Strange, but I didn’t need
to come right then—her climax was so good for me, too.

We made love on the beach one evening at twilight. It was made more delicious for us because we could hear people on the boardwalk
above as they discussed the moon rising over the ocean. I think we would have quite literally died if anyone had seen us.

My ex-husband and I were walking in the park, thinking about how quiet and secluded it was. We thought about doing it right
there, and were sort of anxious about getting caught. That made it all the sexier.

I started by performing oral sex on him while he stood over me. He stopped me before he came and told me to lower my pants.
I was nervous but complied with his delicious “demand.” I lowered my jeans and panties and he began to run his fingers over
my wetness, slowly inserting a finger and teasing me with a mock fuck. Then he told me to turn around and lean forward. He
moved behind me and inserted his penis in me. He grabbed me by the waist, occasionally telling me to arch my back this way,
move my behind that way so that he could thrust more deeply. He reached under and rubbed my clit while he thrust still harder.
Unfortunately he didn’t bring me to climax but it was still good.

Before my fiancé and I were living together, he was staying with a friend. There was only one bathroom for the whole apartment
building. We’d go in there every chance we got and make love. When my friend kept asking us if we were sick, we just giggled.

We did it outside in the yard. We climbed out the window and got all dirty—it was raining—but we giggled and did it right
there. Then we went into the shower with our clothes on and did it again.

I don’t know if this is unusual, but it was the most public place I’ve ever made love. My partner and I were vacationing in
the Ozarks, staying at a local motel, and we went swimming late one evening. My partner knew how to turn me on and he teased
me until I was ready for anything. We moved to the shallow end of the pool while he caressed my breasts and buttocks and kissed
me behind my ears and along my neck. He pulled aside my swimsuit panties, pulled his cock out over his swim trunks, and entered
me. He kissed me on the mouth to silence my moans so we didn’t attract attention. Just as we finished, a couple came out of
their room. Did they see us and watch for a while? Who knows?

We did it in our first recliner. I was sitting in it, nude, when my wife decided to get frisky. When I was hard as a rock,
she sat down on my cock and I held on for dear life. It was amazing, but the chair almost broke. We did it there often but
when we moved we had to give up the old, worn chair. We watched as the garbagemen picked it up, along with all our delicious
memories.

My wife and I made love in a fancy hotel in Coconut Grove, Florida. Our bed was on a raised dais with lighting and music controls
in the headboard, and mirrors all around. There was also a big bath with all the trimmings, including a selection of oils,
candles—everything to make your fantasy dreams come true. We had a fantastic time, making love twice that night, and twice
again in the morning. Recently we wanted to go back but we discovered that the hotel is closed. Too bad!

My lady and I made love on a sailboat. We thought the boat was securely tied to the dock, but it must have come loose. It
drifted along on the current, past the front of a hotel full of guests who were all watching our action.

My best sex ever was with my second full-time partner. Location, location, location was what made sex with her so much fun.
We did it everywhere: in a horse stall, a car, outdoors on a pool slide, in the pool, in the changing room next to the pool,
and at the community college where I worked. We even did it in bed once or twice.

I
do like the attitude of the people who answered that they hadn’t done anything wild—yet. And I particularly admire the twenty-seven-year-old
woman who wrote:

I have tried most things, from water sports to BDSM, from foods to candles and groups. If It Feels Right, Go Ahead is my motto.

Bravo!!!

One night I surprised my wife with a little light bondage. I gently tied her arms and legs to the bedpost, massaged and teased
her, then made oral love to her with a little added surprise. I had bought our first dildo and I experimented, knowing she
would tell me if I did anything wrong. I guess I did okay, since she came twice. Sadly, this was the first and last time that
happened, so far.

I can’t help but wonder why they haven’t done this again.

The wildest thing I ever did was get spanked during sex. I don’t know quite how it happened but while I was fucking an old
girlfriend of mine, she just reached around and slapped my ass. I came right then with one of the most outrageous orgasms
of my life. She and I didn’t work out and never made love again. I’ve been too embarrassed to suggest it to any girl since.

Probably the wildest was recently when, while I was having sex with her, my girl asked me to be really aggressive and call
her names. I found it very difficult to begin with, but eventually I got really into it. When I called her a slut she came
so hard that she almost bounced me out of bed. I’m still getting into it but she’s the greatest, so I’m trying.

The wildest was when I slipped a dildo in my lover’s ass while screwing her. She went ballistic.

Probably the wildest has been a couple of kinky threesomes. My previous girlfriend and I once got together with a man who
was into S&M. That was a really interesting evening. He attached pairs of nipple clamps from her to me while we were bound.
We couldn’t move without tugging on each other’s nipples. Evil in a nice way.

The ludicrously huge butt plug was quite entertaining as well. I had seen it the night before on his windowsill and went,
“Bloody hell, is that a butt plug?” It was the size of my hand! The next morning, I ended up on my hands and knees with something
I couldn’t see being applied to my bottom. “That’s not… not the butt plug from the windowsill, is it?” I asked. My girlfriend
and our male friend giggled evilly and I shivered in terror. In his expert hands, however, it slipped in incredibly easily
(even he was surprised) and life has not been quite the same since. After you’ve had something the size of a small flowerpot
up your bottom, things look kind of different.