“Let me up, sweetie,” Sam said, and Lisa lifted her right thigh to let him slide out from under her as Miriam released his cock from her mouth. Sam saw Miriam kneeling next to the couch, totally naked now, her lips and mouth wet with her saliva from where she’d been sucking on him. Her huge breasts heaved with her breathing, the nipples hard and erect, and she was breathing hard with excitement. She looked up at Sam, past his big, erect cock as he stood over her, and Sam could see the lust in her eyes.
“First her, then you,” Sam growled, jerking his head towards Lisa lying on the couch. Miriam looked up at him and nodded, her mouth hanging open, her eyes wide with desire and excitement. The scent of her and Lisa’s musk filled the room and only made Sam want the both of them that much more…

She looked at me and said, “I have been watching you, I have secretly watched you wank and cum, and it has made me horny, all I want to do is fuck, and you know I have not done that in awhile. I have watched you suck and fuck your women, and I love watching you make them cum. It is my time now for you to watch me.”
The feelings, the rush, the hardness in my pants. I straightened my cock through my pants. Shana dropped her eyes. “You have a nice cock,” she said. Pity you my brother, otherwise I would have fucked you silly a long time ago.” I almost erupted in my pants, I was so horny. She leant over and kissed me on my cheek. I want to touch it a bit.” I could not speak, I just groaned as she cupped my crotch. I was letting my sister rub my hard cock, and she was loving it!
I had to ask her to stop otherwise I would have shot my load in my pants. She grinned mischievously and pulled her hand away. My cock and balls were on fire! We arrived home and went inside. Shama disappeared into her room, I went outside to try to calm my nerves down. My adrenaline was pumping. I could hear my heart racing…

The funny thing is that I had no desire to fuck her. I just got off thinking about her with other guys. Somehow I had a feeling this was about to come true. I moved away because my cock was getting hard, and I have a fairly big one, so it was making a rise in my pants. I felt a little embarrassed, so I went to the bar to get a drink. I stood there watching her, and she was taking turns to kiss the two guys while they were grinding themselves into her. People around her were oblivious to the sexual heat that was taking place around them.
I too was oblivious to the energy around me, I was just focused on the fact that my sister was kissing two strangers. He walked up to me. Alone! She smiled at me with her beautiful face, and came over and kissed me on the cheek. She smiled at me , looking into my eyes. “You liked that, didn’t you?”, she asked me. She had no idea how much, but all I could do was gulp and smile at her, a bit embarrassed. She turned back watching the dancing. The two guys she had been kissing were no where to be seen. She said to me, “I have arranged to meet those guys back at the apartment”. My cock sprang to attention once again. The throbbing was deep. My mind was a rush of excitement. Would I be watching or would she be doing this in private. My heart raced. I started to heat up a little. Then she whispered into my ear. I know you want me, I watch you looking at me. Come watch me fuck these guys. For a moment I thought I had died and gone to heaven. I was going to watch my sister get fucked, by not one but two men. How awesome that would be. My cock was hard and straining in my pants. Shama looked down. She whispered again. “If you think you hard now, wait till you see what I am going to do with them.” My adrenaline was pumping. I could not wait to get home…

I turned my computer off after another lovely, passionate chat with my beautiful friend, Helen. I couldn’t believe she would be here tomorrow. My god, I was so excited, scared and horny all at the same time. Every time I have spoken to her over the past few months I have fallen more and more deeply for her. She is sexy beyond belief, loving, thoughtful and, oh yes, sexy beyond belief.

After that chat, our last before we’d meet, I went straight to the shower, thinking such happy thoughts and some very naughty ones.

I turned the hot water on, even though I really needed a cold shower and started to soap myself up. I wanted to be perfect for her. My hands rubbed over my breasts, down my side and legs. As I washed, my thoughts were on all our online playing. My hands cup my breasts and gently pinch my hard nipples. I moaned out loud and squeezed and pinched them revelling in the feelings flooding through my body. My hand felt like it has a mind of its own and slowly traveled down my flat tummy, moving to my mound. As my finger slipped into my slit and rubbed over my clit, I gasped, my body jerking. I leaned back against the wall giving in to the joy I felt, pumping two fingers into my sopping pussy, grinding against my clit. I knew I should stop, but the feelings just overwhelmed me and I made myself cum for the thousandth time thinking of my Helen. God she is so sexy and so beautiful.

I had dinner at my parents’ house and was almost babbling about how excited I was to be finally seeing her in person. I blushed to myself at having just cum in the shower from thinking of Helen. My lovely father could see my excitement and has always been so supportive of my bi sexual ways. He said he hoped she was everything I hoped for. I skipped all the way home. Laying in bed that night, I have to say my mind was filled with visions of her. Her hair, eyes, body… especially her body, and fell asleep with my hands between my legs, gently rubbing.

I awoke at seven the next morning and was having breakfast when I thought, what if she doesn’t like me? Or, what if I am not sexy enough for her? Oh my god! I could feel myself panicking. I went to my bedroom and got dressed to pick her up. After much changing, I settled on a knee length skirt, white open neck blouse and three inch heels. Stockings and beautiful Victoria Secret panties finished the ensemble. God, I hoped she would like it.

The 45 minute taxi ride to the airport took what seemed like hours but finally I was there, in the terminal, waiting for the passengers to alight. Then I saw her and my eyes welled with tears and I waved almost timidly to get her attention. She saw me and smiled and came to me. We stood in front of each other, our hands meeting and we leaned in for a welcome kiss on the cheek. At the last possible moment, she turned her head and kissed me on the mouth. My lips trembled as I moaned gently and sucked her bottom lip into my mouth. I felt my leg bend at the knee, lifting like an Audrey Hepburn movie and our kiss lingered… our first kiss.

Holding hands, we walked to the baggage area to pick up her bags and made our way to the taxis outside; my heart pounding and my feet barely on the ground. As the driver puts her bags in the car, she turned and took me in her arms and held me so tight. I felt suddenly that everything will be all right. In the taxi we sat with our bodies turned in to each other and I suddenly realised our hands had barely stopped touching each other. Holding her hand, I leaned in and she did what she has done since we first started talking, and pushed her face into my neck and said “Meow”. I could feel the tension building and wondered just how long till we’d get to my apartment. We spent the ride gently kissing, softly and whispering our hellos.

After lugging her baggage up the stairs and dropping them on the floor in the lounge, we turned and just stared at each other. Then, we were suddenly in each other’s arms. I grabbed her hands and dragged her to the bedroom tearing our clothes off, arriving at my bed in just our bras and panties. A second later, they were gone as well. Unable to stop I lay her down and climbed astride her tummy, bending to kiss her face, her neck, her shoulders. Working my way down to her breasts where I took one very erect nipple between my teeth and sucked it deeply into my mouth. My other hand cupped her other breast, pinching her nipple. I could hear soft moans coming from her, or was that me?

My hand slid down over her flat tummy gently scratching her skin with my nails as I made my way to the top of her bare mound. My fingers very lightly skimmed over her pussy, as I started to kiss my way down her body, following my hands. My kisses lingered on every spot I touched, my lips and tongue tasting her. Finally, my mouth was just inches away from tasting her. I heard her moans grow louder, more insistent. I parted her slit with two fingers and gently ran my tongue down one side of her pussy, from the very top down to her hole and back up the other side, not touching her clit. I could see her clit swell as I did it again, just teasing, making her moans louder. I did this ten times in all; long slow licks up and down making her gasp and moan out loud…

Carmen’s vacations were always interesting. Sure, a lot had to do with the fact that she chose nice places to vacation, but selecting a new lover, which was always part of her vacations, usually made them all the more memorable.

Whenever she arrived at her holiday destination, she had no idea who that lover would be, and she made a point of never deciding until the last minute. It was always someone she’d just met, always someone she knew would be discrete, and, most importantly, someone who would appreciate her. Carmen had no grand plan for this and none of it was etched in stone as something she needed to do, but it seemed to always work out, and that made her happy.

It was now late in her vacation week and Carmen had not met anyone she thought would be her next lover yet. Truth be told, she’d not really met many people on this trip, but she wasn’t worried. If she left the resort without having taken a new lover, she would still have had a nice, relaxing vacation.

Returning from a light dinner at a tapas bar a few blocks away, Carmen walked through her hotel lobby and into the bar. She felt like having a couple of drinks and was interested to see who else was around.

She took a seat at the bar and ordered a margarita. She surveyed the quiet room discretely by looking in the mirror behind the bar. There were a few hotel guests, most looked like they were enjoying few pre or post-dinner drinks. A couple of tables were crowded by younger clientele, obviously biding their time before they headed for the hotel’s night club for a few more raucous hours. There were two guys sitting alone, one reading on an e-reader at a table, the other watching a basketball game on a TV at the other end of the bar.

It would be easy to label the night a bust and go to her room, but she had been in this situation before and was comfortable. You just never knew when things would change. Carmen continued to sip her drink and people watch.

Anyone looking in her direction would see an attractive, fit woman in her late thirties. Carmen’s hair was jet black and shoulder length. Her hair was naturally thick, wavy and fell around her face in an easy, homely style. Her face, while not classically beautiful, was pretty and sexy. Her eyes were deep blue and lively, her nose shapely but perhaps a tiny bit on the large size. Her mouth was full an inviting, today with subtle, dark red lipstick. She smiled readily, revealing carefully looked after teeth and a soft personality that was always welcoming, for friends and strangers alike…