Naughty Secrets (5 page)

Afterward, over cigarettes, she said to me that somewhere during the drive she had decided that the new bride wasn’t going
to be the only one who had fun that night.

It was New Year’s Eve 1999 and, since it was our first New Year’s Eve together, my fiancé and I got a hotel room. For the
first time ever I had bought some sexy lingerie but I was a little embarrassed because I weigh 289 pounds. Well, I put it
on while he was in the bathroom. When he walked in and saw me his jaw dropped. I loved the way he looked at me.

Part of what made it so special is I was three months pregnant so I couldn’t drink. My fiancé really likes to drink but he
didn’t because I couldn’t.

One more thing. I had also gotten a disposable Polaroid and we took “naughty” pictures of each other. He made me feel so special
that night and when we finally started to make love he was gentle and sweet.

That has to be the first time that my wife Kathy and I had sex. It was about twenty-eight years ago, before our marriage,
while we were students in college. We were in a class together and, although I had noticed her earlier, I had thought that
she was already taken since she always sat next to the same guy in the lecture hall. I had just been rejected by a long-term
girlfriend and was pretty lonely.

I got in a big argument with the professor one day in class, because he wanted to change the requirements midsemester. The
whole class was mad, but since it was a required class and everyone else was afraid of angering the guy, no one else spoke
up. I guess I argued pretty well because the professor backed down and went back to the original requirements.

Kathy came up to me later that day in a private place on campus and, after she congratulated me, we talked for a long time.
She was different from my ex, who was Hispanic and dark skinned, a flamboyant actress type. Kathy was quiet, Irish, very white
skin, brown hair.

We ended up at my dorm room later that night and, since my roommates were gone for the weekend, Kathy asked me if I wanted
her to stay the night. Well, one thing led to another. I cannot remember exactly how we ended up in my bed naked but we did.
She told me how much she liked my body, clean cut, with short hair, as compared to other longhaired males of the 1970s. She
said that she had been watching me in class, despite her other male friend. She also giggled and said that she liked the shape
of my ass.

She started kissing me all over and then went down on me. Later I remember making love to her with me on top with her legs
wrapped around me. I looked down at her and saw the Irish freckles on her face and breasts. I felt great joy and we’ve been
together since.

The greatest night of sex was with my wife when, after eighteen years of marriage, she finally decided to let me perform oral
sex on her. We must have made slow, sensual love for close to three hours. Her comment upon tiring was, “Why did I wait so
long?”

I remember the day well. It was after about ten years of marriage and our eight-year-old daughter was away. For the first
and only time my wife and I made love three times in one day.

The first was right after we woke up and the second was when I came home from work at lunch. She undressed me and stroked
my penis and balls. Since she still had her clothes on, I just pulled her panties aside and entered her. The third time was
when I got home that evening. While we watched the news on TV she rode me, and had two orgasms, one after the other. For both
of us each orgasm was better than the last.

There are two equal candidates.

The first was in the 1970s. I had an affair with a married lady, a tiny little redhead who was a sex machine. We had a “dirty
weekend” once where we screwed or had some kind of sex about ten times in two days. Upside down, backward, oral, anal—she
had a soft wet pussy that was big for her size and she could go for a long time before coming. She gave head like no other
and swallowed it all, which made
her
come. I have never experienced quite the same feeling again, having a woman moaning and coming and sucking me dry all at
the same time. I still get aroused thinking about it.

The second “best sex ever” was with my current partner of twenty-five-plus years who loves to be screwed from behind and,
of course, I love to do it. When her beautiful bum is up, her head down, and we are connected, she moans, screams, cries,
and pushes against me until she explodes (as do I). And it keeps getting better.

The best was with a girl whom I dated for three or four months before discovering she was a high-priced call girl. Subsequently
our relationship continued as, by then, I was able to accept the situation. As a matter of fact, I found it stimulating to
hear of her liaisons each day. We lost contact when I was appointed to a job in Europe.

This was several years ago. My wife Veronica and I had signed up for an erotic weekend at a friend’s bed-and-breakfast. We
didn’t quite know what to expect, but we were game for just about anything.

We arrived at about two-thirty on Friday afternoon. We weren’t yet settled in when it was time for our three o’clock appointment
with Claudia, the sensuous massage therapist. I knew that this wasn’t going to be an ordinary therapeutic massage and I was
more than ready. Since Veronica was still unpacking, I volunteered to go first.

Claudia had one of the small hotel rooms set up with a massage table and a CD player with soft, relaxing music. She had me
lie facedown on the table and warmed some oil between her hands. She began with my toes, then moved up my legs to my butt.
As she was rubbing her way up my legs, she reached between them to touch my penis and balls. Boy, it felt great! After about
thirty minutes of massage and teasing she had me turn over.

I rolled over onto my back and Claudia placed a small towel over my eyes to put me into a total relaxation mode. As she had
on my back, she started at my toes and moved up my legs. As she rubbed up my thighs, she would lightly touch my now partially
erect penis. She spent about fifteen minutes on my upper body. While on my chest, she would pinch and tease my nipples. Now
I know why this was advertised as a sensuous massage!

I was so hot and my erection was obvious. Claudia purred softly, then applied a healthy amount of oil and began to directly
massage my penis. My eyes were still covered and that added to the sensual nature of everything.

After about two minutes, I came in her hands! It was wonderful but the best part was she didn’t stop! I was almost floating
off the table and she was still going at it! After what seemed to be forever, she lightly caressed my penis and chest, cleaned
up the mess I made, gave me a kiss on the cheek then left for a few moments’ break.

I had been lying there for a while when my wife walked in. Although she hadn’t seen my orgasm she must have known what had
happened. With a little tease in her voice, she commented that I certainly seemed to have enjoyed the massage! I got up and
told her that Claudia would be back in a moment. She asked whether she’d enjoy it and I told her, “You’ll have the best massage
ever!”

I left the two women alone for about half an hour, then returned to the massage room. It was obvious from the way Veronica
was writhing on the table that Claudia had given her the same treatment she had given me. I joined in massaging my wife’s
beautiful body until Claudia whispered into my ear, “It’s your turn now.” She told me that the table was strong enough to
hold both of us, then slipped out of the room.

Not wanting to wait another minute, I pushed my wife’s knees up to her chest and climbed onto the table. We were two horny
greased lovers at that moment. Since I had already come once, I was ready to go on for a long time, and so was she.

Suspecting what the massage would do to Veronica, I had brought one of our favorite toys, a thick vibrator, and I had it all
lubed up and ready to go. I inserted it into her vagina and she almost bounced off the table. I kissed and suckled one of
her breasts while gently moving the vibrator around. After about five minutes, she began to come and it was just a wonderful
sight. It was a great evening and the great start of a wonderful retreat!

The best sex I ever had was with a man I had been seeing for a long time. It started early in the day when he called me at
work and told me he was thinking about me kneeling before him and sucking his dick. I agreed that it was a wonderful idea,
and, for the rest of the day, I was completely turned on and couldn’t wait to get to him.

When I got to his house that evening we sat and talked for a little while and then he invited me to join him in the shower.
We “helped” each other get good and clean. It was so erotic to touch his smooth, soapy body… I thoroughly enjoyed it. When
I finished, I got out, dried off, and waited for him kneeling on the bedroom floor. He’s very sweet and romantic so when he
came out he offered me his hand with the intention of taking me to bed.

I pulled him to me and ran my hands over his body, letting him know that I intended to fulfill the promise that I’d made earlier
on the phone. He got very hard inside my mouth and I was so turned on by that. He pulled me up and guided me onto the bed
where he asked me to get on my hands and knees. One of my favorite positions is “doggy-style” and he’s wonderful.

Two things made that evening so great. First is the fact that I love this man with all my heart and second is the way he works
so hard to please me. I know he wants me to enjoy our love-making and that makes me feel loved in a way I’ve never felt before.
He’s an excellent lover. I feel very lucky.

I’ve thought about this question and I’ve settled on a recent experience with a lover who came to visit. We started necking
standing in my kitchen, and she felt me get hard against her tummy as I slid my hands down and cupped her ass, pulling her
against me. We went upstairs and stripped each other. She sort of half sat and half lay back on the edge of the bed as I stood
between her legs and alternated between sucking her nipples and kissing her mouth. As I would lean over to kiss her, the head
of my erect cock would graze her cunt lips.

Eventually I knelt, pulled her ass to the edge of the bed, and licked her clit and slit, teasing her wet opening. I set my
cock head at her entrance and talked to her as she worked on “sucking” it into her pussy. I’m pretty large so I went slowly,
allowing her to adjust to my cock. Opened and lubricated, she finally drew me in all the way so my balls were against her
butt.

We spent a long time with me fucking her as hard and deep as I could, and with her riding my cock and leaning over to have
me suck her nipples as she came several times. Eventually I asked to fuck her from behind. She knelt and arched her back,
presenting her now sopping cunt to me. I slid in and she begged for me to give it to her hard and deep, then yelled for me
to come. I did with huge, heartfelt spasms.

Immediately after I came she slid off my cock, sucked the come off my cock head, and lay back, asking me to fuck her with
a dildo I had given her. I did that, too, and licked her clit as I did. As she started coming again she reached down and grabbed
the dildo, fucking herself with hard deep strokes as I licked her. She came and came.

I love to take control, so the best sex I’ve had so far was when I initiated it, undressed him, then myself, then performed
oral sex on him while he stood there with his hands in my hair, his legs shaking. After he came in my mouth, I kept him hard
and had him sit on the couch where I straddled him and slid down onto his erection, moving as hard and as fast as I could.
He let me have total control and he enjoyed it as much as I did. We learned a lot that night and much of it has carried over
into our sex life since.

There are really two times that come to mind.

The first was on our first anniversary when my wife and I made love in front of a fireplace in a small inn in Vermont. I used
the head of my penis to stroke her clitoris, and we both came together, one of the few times that ever happened.

The other was when I gave her a Yoni massage from a book I had read on Tantric sex. I kept her stimulated for over an hour
and never even touched her clitoris. Finally she came, screamed (also a first), and actually ejaculated. I came with no stimulation
to me, just from having seen her. Unbelievable!

The best was when my wife and I made love in the basement on a deck-chair mattress. We used a flavored lotion that got warm
with body contact. I rubbed it on my cock and on her tits and I have never come so hard in my life.

I’m not sure exactly how to answer. Perhaps my best was casual sex, I’m embarrassed to say, with a guy I met at a bar while
in college. We went to my dorm room and had sex for two or three hours. I was so turned on because he just kept saying how
gorgeous I was and how beautiful and good tasting my pussy was. All that talk just got me going.

The best sex I ever had was on the basement floor. I was flat on my back and he was kneeling between my legs. He was able
to be inside me and still use his hands to roam all sorts of fun places.

My best time was the first time my husband and I had sex. We had gone out of town and were staying in a hotel. It was the
first time I had had any sex since I was raped as a young teenager.