First, let me say, that I am married to one of the most beautiful little blonde, blue-eyed women in the world. My Aimee is 24 years old, she weighs 100 lbs, soaking wet and stands just a little over 5 foot tall. Married several years now we are still very much in love, ours is that easygoing affectionate kind of love that makes a marriage endure. nnEven yet, although time has passed, I still cannot believe what Aimee did to give me the biggest erotic thrill of my life. Well, anyway, this is what happened. nnBack several months ago my wife Aimee and I met a group of couples at a Northern California Beach Seaside Resort. Although hesitant and somewhat suspicious, when they invited us to a party that evening we decided to attend. nnTo our bewilderment and amazement, as the evening wore on more couples arrived. Then starting at 10:00PM the purpose of the party became clear. All the women voluntarily put their names in a little box. One of the husbands then drew two names from the box. Then to our utter surprise, the two very feminine women who had been chosen were taken into a large Bedroom, where several mattresses had been spread about the floor. Now curious, naturally Aimee and I followed along. nnWithin moments, we were witness to a wild battle between the two wives as they immediate grabbed each other by the hair, and though both the Brunette and the Black haired wife did not seem to be mad at each other at all, a wild hair-pulling struggle ensued. nnThe battle lasted almost 10 minutes until at the end; the Brunette was kneeling astride the weaker black haired woman, pulling the other woman's hair until she agreed to be in submission. The fem fight ended in tears, with the Brunette finally letting the little black haired woman up.nnWhen they invited us back; Aimee knowing I enjoyed watching them, admitted she also enjoyed watching. Therefore, we continued blissfully to attend the weekly female tussles with the other Couples. Because all the women were larger and stronger than my petite little wife was, we felt that Aimee would never be challenged to engage in a fun tussle with any of the women. nnSince Aimee was so much smaller than the other women, they sort of adopted her as a mascot, and would always tease her, by asking when she was going to indulge in a hair-pulling tussle with one of them.

Hawaii was everything Anita had expected it would be! Beautiful white sands, the turquoise blue waters of Pearl Harbor, the beautiful lush Island with its enchanting music of Hawaiian guitars throbbing, their sounds filling the open air. nnOnly two weeks before, Anita had decided she would 'treat' herself to two weeks in Honolulu, Hawaii. Though money was short, she had sufficient funds to have a nice modest vacation for two weeks. Besides, she had been promised a place to stay by one of the nurses at her hospital, who knew this other nurse there in Honolulu.nnUpon arriving there she had been met by Janet, a nurse like herself and Janet's roommate, Joanie, an Airline flight attendant. Just as Anita was a stunningly petite beautiful female, her new friends Janet and Joanie were very attractive as well. She immediately felt very carefree and delighted she had been lucky enough to meet Janet and her roommate, Joanie who seemed to know their way around the dating scene. nnSince moving to San Francisco from New York she had become a more sensual person, and being away from her parent's influence for the first time, had indulged her long time fantasy and had 'slept' with two different guys. So she was not averse to perhaps having another 'sensual experience' if she met the right guy here in the Islands. nnOn Anita's second night in Honolulu, Joanie had introduced her to Paul, a Pilot, who flew for an International Airline based in Hawaii. Enchanted by the carefree spirit of the Island, and attracted by Paul's quiet charm, gentleness, and fun loving ways she had gone to 'bed' with him on the second date being strongly and physically attracted to his 'raw sensuality.' nnHaving only recently given up her virginity, the two different guys Anita had engaged in intercourse with before did nothing to prepare her for Paul, this tall lanky good-looking Airline Pilot.nnAfter going dancing at a Honolulu nightclub Paul had invited Anita back to his luxurious beachside Condo. Sensing the little nurse wasn't very experienced, Paul had been at first very gentle with her; kissing Anita's delicate warm lips. As she became more receptive, she willingly opened her soft lips to receive his tongue into her warm hungry mouth. nnThen, licking, and kissing, Paul blazed an erotic trail down Ann's soft neck until his warm lips and tongue found her petite little titties. He had seldom had the chance to have someone as lovely and desirable as this little nurse, Anita, and found himself growing 'hard rock' with sexual anticipation.nnSensing this time it was going to be different; Anita felt that old familiar feeling of arousal growing. Her stomach began to tighten up as she started returning his kisses more fervently, almost hungrily as she kissed his warm lips.

His tongue was on my clit. Again and again the warm, wet roughness of it flicked across that button of flesh, making me rise higher and higher into a familiar plane of excitement. I was moaning and groaning with a pleasure that began to feel like an aching agony of wanting to cum. Ron knew how to make me cum. He knew me like a book he'd written himself. He could make me cum fast or slow, tease me for a half an hour or make me shudder with an orgasm within minutes, however he chose. Every sound I made, every movement of my body as I tensed or relaxed, told him how close I was to cuming. nnHe loves hearing me scream in the catharsis of my orgasm, but he didn't really need me to tell him I was getting close. Very close. I could feel the blood surging in my cunt, hot and throbbing. I couldn't ignore how swollen and hard my clit felt as he ran his tongue over it again and again. My heart was racing and I wanted to grind my pelvis into his face to push myself over the brink into release. nnSuddenly though, with a shock to my system, Ron stopped. Stopped cold. I sank back and tried to catch my breath, tried to calm the racing in my mind, the confusion of the moment, sensations at cross purposes.nnLet me explain. Ron has been my lover for almost six months now and I am still constantly enthralled with the man. We enjoy pushing our boundaries sexually and are always trying something new to surprise and delight one another. Trust is so complete between us that we are accustomed to saying "Yes" to almost any suggestion. nn"Can I tie you up?

Jennie, her blue eyes crinkled as she smiled out into a sea of apprehensive little faces. She knew how her ninth grade class hated 'pop quizzes. "Everyone, take a copy of the test, then pass the others back." A collective groan could be heard throughout the room "Okay," you have 20 minutes to complete the Quiz. You can start now." nn'Ah,' she thought to herself, as she pushed back a strand of her beautiful long blonde hair, 'I can have a few minutes rest,' nnWith the classroom deathly quiet, within moments she felt herself relax for the first time that day. After two children and 7 years of marriage to Randy Martino, Jennie at 27 years old felt tired, and slightly worn out. Thinking ruefully to herself, well, I guess the bloom is off the rose, she laughed inwardly to herself. Yet Jennie knew she still remained 'wildly attractive' to her husband, Randy who still almost insisted, no matter how tired she was, on them 'doing it' every night once they had tucked the little ones into bed. nn'I wonder what sort of story I should tell him tonight,' Jennie thought tiredly. During the Pop Quizzes she gave almost everyday, was her time to think. If she were lucky, and creative enough she would come up with some wildly erotic story that would climax Randy that evening, almost immediately. nnJennie loved her husband dearly but sometimes she was almost too exhausted from holding down a full time teaching position, being a mother, and wife, to be as creative as she knew he liked her to be. 'These kids think they have it bad,' she laughed to herself, 'I have an erotic pop quiz every night.' nnJennie smiled tiredly, as she remembered how their erotic fem fight stories had started. Shortly after her and Randy had married, and she had become Mrs. Martino, Randy had one night, embarrassed and hesitant, had reluctantly at her urging, revealed to his new wife his favorite sexual fantasy. nnJennie had been happy to learn she at least played a very important part and was a very prominent character in his fantasies. At first, she was shocked and stunned. She couldn't believe her ears.