Naughty Secrets

Here's a random sampling of the letters in Naughty Secrets

What was the wildest thing you ever did?

A forty-eight year old man wrote:
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.

A thirty-one year old man wrote:
In college I dated a girl who liked to be tied up. One time I tied her in a kneeling position and put a small remote control vibrating egg inside her. Then I had her take me in her mouth and suck me VERY slowly. As long as she was doing a good job and going slowly enough I would let the egg vibrate at varying speeds. If she stopped, or went too fast, I'd turn it off. By the time I finished with her she had had half a dozen orgasms. We were both was so exhausted that when I untied her she and I immediately crawled into bed for a long nap.

What was the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to you?

A thirty-one year old woman wrote:
Actually I think the most embarrassing was one night, right before my second husband and I were married. He was on top, just ramming away, when he must have heard my bedroom door jiggle so he grabbed the covers and rolled off the side of the bed so quickly that I didn't really know what was happening. When I looked around I found myself lying there naked without hope of a cover, facing my eight year old daughter! The rat was quietly scooting deeper under the bed! Later he had the nerve to laugh!

A nineteen year old woman wrote:
The most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me while having sex was when my husband, then my boyfriend, and I got caught by the cops. We were at a place that some of our friends had gone to and so we thought it would be okay.
We had just barely gotten started when the cops pulled up. They knocked on the window and so I had hurried and pull my pants back on. Let me tell you, it's not an easy task in a car anyway, much less when you're nervous as hell. My husband acted very casual about the whole thing, like it was no big deal, while they searched my husband and the car and my purse, looking for drugs I guess. We didn't get into any trouble, but it was so embarrassing.

Have you ever been watched or made love in public or fantasized about it?

A fifty-nine year old man wrote:
Although I've never actually done it, I think I would enjoy watching and being watched. I have mentioned it to my wife and she seemed to think that, if we were out walking and came upon another couple making love in a clearing, watching silently from a discrete distance would be okay. I would prefer to meet another couple (no one that I know, because no one that I know would do this) for the theater, then we could come back to our house, or go to theirs to have drinks and fun conversation. Soon, after some erotic talk, each couple would start making love.
As we both lay in front of the fireplace (I like a fireplace), we would stop and watch the other couple. He would slowly remove her blouse and bar and once she was topless, he would pay lots of attention to her nipples and neck. He would move down to remove her panties and spend lots of time eating her. She would remove his clothes and suck him. They would sixty-nine for a while. Occasionally one or the other of them would look over at my wife and me and smile.
While we watched, she would put a condom on him with lots of lubricant, then instruct him to enter her ass. After a while he would remove the condom and she would suck him off. She would only swallow part of his load and allow part of it to run down her chin. He would lick off the remains from her chin, and then it would be our turn. My wife and I would put on quite a show.

A forty-five year old woman wrote:
I think the very best sex my husband and I ever had was on a beach in the early 80's. We had been sunning ourselves on a public beach on the gulf side of Florida. I was lying face up, and he was lying face down to hide his erection. We had been kissing for what must have been hours and he was up on his elbows and his mouth was over mine. Those kisses were incredible. We used our tongues to sketch the outlines of our lips on each other. He stuck out his tongue and, as though it was his penis, I "fellated" it. We sucked each other's tongues and rubbed our swollen lips against each other.
We spoke dirty to each other, too, whispering wonderful things like, "I wish your cock was in me right now, pushing me down into the sand." I remember that he tortured me with his words, telling me how he wanted to bury his face in my wet pussy, how he wanted to lick my juices until my thighs were raw from his closely shaved face, how much he wanted to spread my ass cheeks and pound into me, right there on the beach. We didn't, as it was daylight, and there were families and people all around us.
Finally, when our passion was provoked almost to the maximum, I said, "Let's find a quiet place." Since our car was parked in a public parking lot, that wasn't an option so we picked up our blanket and started looking in the Florida scrub for a little open space among the palms and pines. We were terrifically hot for each other so we were looking for a place just large enough for us to lie down out of the sight of people.
We came upon an open, sandy spot, about ten feet square back in the scrub, just on the edge of the Intra-coastal Waterway. As Dan spread our blanket, we looked behind us, around us, and across the waterway. No people. There was, however, a boat ramp across the waterway which looked unused.
Dan sat down, and I lay against him between his legs. I could feel his delicious erection between my shoulder blades. He cupped my breasts and began to kiss my neck, then pulled the straps of my swimsuit down. For the first time in my life, my breasts were exposed to the sunshine. It felt wonderful when I clasped his hands as they squeezed my breasts.
Soon his hands began to move south toward my very soggy pussy. As his fingers slipped under my one piece suit to probe beneath, I got impatient and pushed the suit down and kicked it off. There I was naked, still lying against him, his cock hard, held tightly by his tiny Speedo. I knew his cock's tip was bulging out over the waist-band since I had been watching it wink at me all afternoon.
His fingers slipped into my wet crotch and found my erect clitoris. I moaned and I felt as though my cunt and clit had been wanting his touch all afternoon. He continued to rub me with one hand while the other was on my left breast. I was touching the hand in my cunt with my own fingers, urging him to go deeper.
When I came, it was an incredible wave of delight, freedom, sensuality and desire. My body went rigid and convulsed, and he was calling softly, "Oh, god, you are so beautiful. You look so hot. C'mon, baby, let it go." His fingers continued to dip into me then touch my ultra-sensitive clit. I seemed to orgasm for minutes.
He moved from behind me and pressed his face into my pussy. He licked for a while, then stood up and took off his swimsuit. His erection was enormous. Dan was extraordinarily endowed and his wonderfully curved cock, when erect, extended to just slightly above his navel.
He stood over me, touching his cock, and I remember him saying something like, "Okay, it's my turn. What should I do with this?" I could have opted to eat him until he came in my mouth. I could have spread my legs there and invited him in, missionary style, but I wanted it the way we enjoyed it the most. Doggie style.
I moved onto all fours, turning my ass to the waterway and letting my head fall onto my arms. He knew that this position meant one thing: hard fucking. It's the way we liked it, especially after he had fingered me to orgasm.
He knelt behind me, held his cock against my wet labia, and I felt him lubricating it by moving it through my juices. Within seconds, he was saying, "All right now, take it in you, sweetheart. Let me fuck you." I could feel his rod slide in, quickly and fully until it was as deep as it could go. Then he stopped and held completely still. We both love it when he makes us both wait. I remember hearing the water lapping, his breath in my ear, my own heart beating.
I felt his hands underneath me, cupping my breasts lightly. He tweaked my nipples, kissed my back and listened to me saying, "Oh, Dan, give it to me. Come on, fuck me. Fuck me!" He remained still, circling my nipples with his fingers, pinching them, inciting them to send nervous messages to my clit.
God, I wanted to feel him slamming into my ass, so that my tits would swing, and I could feel his balls slapping against my skin. I didn't want to kneel there on the sand with my butt in the air. I wanted to be FUCKED! "Fuck me, baby. Come on, Dan, fuck me, please. Please."
Then he started. He pulled his dick out of me slowly, verrrry slowly. When I felt the head pop out I was so let down because I thought that he had seen someone and our cover had been blown. "Dan?" I said.
WHAM! His cock rammed into me. His fingers were on my clitoris, and I was face down in the sand, nearly eating the grains. I had my mouth open, encouraging him by moaning and saying, "Fuck me, Fuck me," over and over. My breasts were swinging and bumping with each thrust, which really turned me on. He was saying to me, "You want it? you want it? You want my cock in you hard and fast?" I couldn't answer with words most of the time, only grunts.
We pumped for a long while, until we were both breathless, and soon I felt that familiar stiffening against my ass; his pumping and thrusting was giving way to the pre-orgasmic rigidity of his hips. Soon I heard him grunting in the way he always did, crying out, "Oh God, oh God!" I felt the spurts of semen as his hips thrusting and drove his cock into me over and over. Soon there was semen flowing from my cunt, mixing with my juices, covering my greedy fingertips.
He collapsed on top of me, grinding me into the sand. What a wonderful feeling it was, hearing his labored breathing and feeling his cock sfotening inside me. He kissed my back, pulled his cock out of me and fell over next to me on the sand. I rolled down and sucked the last of the juices off him, then licked my lips.
Then we heard applause. APPLAUSE??? We couldn't imagine where it was coming from. We looked around and there they were across the waterway, three vehicles with boats attached, and men standing at the water's edge. They had been watching us for who knows how long, and they were applauding the show that they had watched. I felt like standing up and bowing. Instead, I just kissed Dan one more time to thank him for making love to me.

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