Bobby Keller - Her Special Delivery

I want to feel your big prick squirting your hot comn deep in my pussy and down my throat sooo bad! I'm laying on my tummy writing this and there's this lump in the mattress that keeps rubbing against plump wet little pussy. Oh, shit, does it feel good! I wish you had been here when you made that hot prick of yours comn.

I had a terrible dream the other night. There were about ten handsome men standing around my bed all naked. And everyone of them had pricks as big as Bob's! I was laying there begging them to fuck me but they just rubbed their huge pricks until all ten of them were comning at the same time. They just covered my body with all that hot sticky comn but none of them would put his hot prick in my madly burning pussy. Damn that was a funky dream.

Bob's sitting in the tub soaping his huge hardened prick and shaking it at me. I'm going to be dreaming about you the minute Bob pushes his hot beautiful prick deep into my itching pussy. I just know he's going to shove it in me real hard and fast. He's always real hot when he has a piece of pussy from some other girl. He fucked a little sixteen year old brunette to day. He met her at the movies where she works. Her name's Lynda and she left her panties here. Her pussy smells awful sweet and Bob said she's real tight. But with a prick like his all pussys are tight.

I asked Bob if he would like to help me suck your hot prick off and the idea sexcited him. That sounds very sexciting and after you fuck me good and hard, you and I will have to suck his hot eight inch prick off.

I want you all to myself the very first time. I want to feel your strong rough hands and hot lips all over me, sucking and kneading my titties, licking my pussy. I want to feel that hot throbbing prick in my mouth. Then I want you between my legs and to push that hot thing up into the wet hotness of eager pussy. I want you to fuck me hard and fast, ramming your prick hard against my womb.

Afterwards we can start doing all those wild wonderful things we talked about. I know! After you fuck me good we'll rest a little. Then I'll suck your prick hard and you can put it in from behind. Bob can lay in front and lick us both and your hot comn that will be running out all over my thighs. Bob likes the way you suggested that… I do too. After Bob comns I'll roll over and let you have some of it.

Bob's drying off now so I better hurry and finish this… that giant prick of his is still hard! If you really come up Friday I'll give this to you then… if not I'll mail it to you with a Dear John!

Love Ya,

Connie

Bob and I have discovered that most of the people we swing with, or rather the ones we correspond with, are not what they claim to be. From Bill's letters you would think he was very virile and capable. But he was the greatest disappointment since Bob and I started to swing.

Bill and Bob were waiting when I got home from work that Friday night. I was pleasantly surprised to find that he was indeed nice-looking. My pussy was moist with anticipation the moment I stepped in and saw him. I greeted him with a big smile and a "Hi". Bob fixed me a drink while I changed clothes. I was careful to leave the bedroom door slightly ajar. I slyly walked past the opening in sheer white panties, French bra, garterbelt and nylons. I could feel his eyes on me and I shuddered deliciously. I slipped on a dark-green minishift and put on the sheer, lacy pink panties that I had bought just for the occasion.

I came in and sat down across from him, and his eyes roved over my full thighs. Bob handed me a frosty drink and I shivered. My pussy was burning madly.

Bob put on several records and I asked Bill to dance with me. He was a fair dancer and I pushed my trembling body up against his. Bob turned the lights off until we were shrouded in a soft dim glow. Bill became bolder and his hand moved down to cup the fullness of my bottom. I pushed against him and moaned softly when I felt his hardened prick throb against my stomach. I led him into the bedroom.

As soon as we were in the bedroom, Bill pulled me into his arms and kissed me passionately. I sucked his hot tongue into my mouth and writhed my hips against his hardness. His fingers unzipped my dress, and I shivered as his warm hands caressed the bare skin of my back. I pulled away from him and hurriedly took my dress and panties off. Bill was frantically tearing at his clothes as I lay down on my back. I was caressing the fat moist lips of my madly itching pussy until Bill's hot fingers took over. He sucked hard on my hardened nipples and he groaned as I wrapped my fingers around his hot throbbing prick. I caressed its swollen head with my thumb and his cum was already oozing stickily from its gaping mouth.

I smiled up at him as he raised up and slid my moist panties off. I opened my legs and told him to fuck me now. And he did. Rather, he tried. I cried out with pleasure when I felt the head of his swollen prick slip hotly between the moist lips of my eager pussy. Then he fell heavily on me and I cried silently. His prick throbbed spasmodically and his cum shot out in heavy squirts deep in my contracting pussy.

He kept saying over and over he was sorry. But he was just too hot. I told him that it was okay. His slowly deflating prick felt wonderful inside me. I saw Bob standing with his huge prick swaying massively by the bed. I smiled and motioned for him to join us.

He crawled up against us and I could feel his throbbing eight inches against my thigh. A delicious chill went through my widespread thighs when I felt Bob's hand slide in between Bill and I. His strong, experienced fingers moved expertly through the wet curls of my mound. I groaned loudly when his finger brushed against my clitty.

I gripped Bill's limp, sticky prick lightly. Bob moved in between my widespread thighs and I jerked and moaned involuntarily as his tongue licked Bill's cum from the swollen lips of my pussy. Bill kissed me passionately, sucking my tongue deep into the hot wetness of his mouth.

When Bill started sucking on my hardened nipples, I raised up to watch Bob. His head moved slowly, licking up Bill's cum. The thought of him eating my pussy after someone had come inside me always excited me. Bill's lips were sending thrills through my taut breasts at the same time.

I began pushing my full hips up to the maddening friction of Bob's lips against my clity. His hands pushed at my inner thighs, urging me to spread them wider. I threw my left leg over Bill and moaned louder as his teeth nipped teasingly at my nipples.

My left hand pressed Bill's face tighter against my tit, the other entangled in Bob's long sandy hair, urging his lips on. Bob's tongue licked up and down my cum-smeared slit in long deliciously maddening strokes.

I whimpered, begging him to suck harder. His hands slid under my full quivering butt, lifting me tighter to his wildly sucking tongue. I could feel his nose rubbing against my sensuously erect clit. I whimpered incessantly as his tongue sent shudder after shudder through my trembling body.

I writhed and twisted under his hot piercing tongue, moaning out breathless obscenities. Bob's hand came out and caressed Bill's balls, then he squeezed my hand affectionately.

That night Bob gave me one of the best fuckings I ever had. Poor Bill never got another hard on all night. Nothing Bob and I could do would draw his limp prick to erection. He left about four in the morning like a whipped puppy. We never heard from him again. It's not him I pity… it's his wife!

Bob and I correspond with about a hundred couples, with more answering our ad every day. I thought I'd put in a letter to a single guy that we had met several times. In my answer to him, I told of the first time Bob and I swapped partners. It was quite by accident too.

Dear Connie,