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into her asshole. Soon we were both fucking her as she screamed with pleasure. Larry shot his
     load inside her before I was done, and he stayed in her for a few minutes as I continued my slow pumping. When he finally
     pulled out I rolled her onto her back so I could attack her tits more aggressively. This time I had more staying power, and
     I kept going until she came, bucking and twisting beneath me. Then I shot into her and rolled off. I lay there in ecstasy
     for a few minutes, and then drifted off to sleep. I heard her and Larry going at it again as drowsiness enveloped me.
    I woke up the next morning to find Erin straddling my body and smiling down at me as she slid herself onto my morning hard-on.
     Then she began to ride me, her huge tits swaying and bouncing invitingly. I sucked and caressed them as she pumped herself
     up and down. After a few minutes Larry walked in and demanded, “Hey, what are you doing with my wife?”
    Erin never missed a beat. “I’m just chopping a little morning wood, darling,” she panted. “Come on in and watch.”
    Larry came in and stood there with his coffee cup in his hand, watching us fuck. That felt a little weird, but after all it
     wasn’t much different from last night. After a while Erin came with a groan, and I shot my load inside her. Then I headed
     for the shower. After I dressed I headed down to the kitchen. Larry handed me a cup of coffee and we sat at the kitchen table.
     Erin was still in the shower. I wasn’t quite sure what to say, or if I should even say anything.
    Larry finally broke the silence by telling me that nothing like that had ever happened before. He said Erin had often talked
     about her fantasy of having a threesome, and he figured that if he was going to share her with someone, it might as well be
     with his best friend.
    He then asked me if I was going to tell Judy about what had happened. I told him I wasn’t sure yet, but that I thought it
     would be only fair to share her with him, too, if she would do it. He said that would be great. A minute later Erin came in,
     and when we told her what we’d been talking about, she got very excited at the idea of all four of us getting together for
     a wild fuck session.
    Now all I have to do is figure out how to talk Judy into it.
    —
F.T., Denver, Colorado
     

What Could Be More Romantic Than Fun in the Great Outdoors?
    Hal and I have been together for a little over a month. He’s handsome, sweet, and funny, not to mention a great lover. My
     libido races whenever he walks toward me. His clothes always fit perfectly and always look fabulous on him.
    The other night we had an encounter I want to tell you about—our first after he’d been away visiting his mom for two weeks.
     The whole time he was away, all I could think about was feeling his beautiful cock inside me. So when he called to say he
     was back, even though I do love him, there was only so much small talk I could handle. All I cared about was how my body ached
     for his.
    When he said he wanted to meet, I said I knew the perfect spot, a park within walking distance of my house. The sun was just
     starting to set. Off to the side of the park is a well-hidden forest. As I walked toward the forest, the anticipation killing
     me, a cool breeze blew up the short skirt of my dress, over the crevice between my legs.
    In the forest I found a large tree branch lying on the ground and sat down. Within two minutes I saw a tall, masculine figure
     coming toward me. A tingling sensation coursed all through me. As we hugged, I wrapped my arms around Hal, massaging his back.
     He pressed himself to me and said, “I missed you.”
    “I missed you, too,” I said, my heart soaring with the warmth I felt in his embrace. It’s like that feeling you get after
     being out on a cold winter day, suddenly entering a warm, cozy home. I experienced something like the peace you feel then.
    Hal took my face in his hands and smothered my lips with his. I