We lay in bed catching our breath. The afterglow of sex strong in our faces, and the smell of sex pungent in the small bedroom. We lay there talking about the next weekend, when we would be camping with Bill and Lynn. “Do you think she will let me eat her Pussy?” Linda asked. “I hope so.” I replied. We talked until we were both excited enough to fuck agai...
Two years ago my wife Toni was a private dancer. I used to ride with her to all her appointments and patiently wait in the car. Of course just like all couples fantasies were discussed with some reservations, but enough to have fun with each other. For some reason on this particular evening she was dancing for a couple. No problem - she had done this before....
A ray of light pierces the darkness of the room, sneaking in through the fortification of the blinds covering the window. The simple room is dominated by a bed covered in ruffled blankets, showing their use from the night before. Protruding from the sheets is the head of a young woman with long, flowing brown hair forming a halo on the pillows above her head...
I breathlessly answered the door. I had been running around all that Friday morning doing errands and packing up for a weekend trip. I, of course, had plenty of things to keep me busy and distracted, thankfully... But all I had REALLy wanted all week long was to see you again. It was unseasonably hot and sticky all week. My mind kept drifting to thoughts o...
It had been six months since I had seen my lovely wife of six years, Carrie. I was now heading to Bulgaria for some much needed rest, and she was to meet me at a hotel there. She had flown in the day before from the States in order to give her some time to recuperate from the long flight and jet lag. As the bus pulled up to the hotel, my heart was pounding....
I ring your door bell. You answer the door in your silk boxers. MMMMM! You look so sexy Baby! You pull me in the door and take my face in your hands and our lips meet. First a sweet kiss, then it becomes more passionate as our bodies are pressed together. Our bodies seemingly remembering the other. Remembering the passion and satisfaction of our last encount...
V sat alone in her cubicle at work, eyes unfocused, skin flushed. It was mid-afternoon. The smokers were outside smoking; the social nonsmokers were sharing gossip and coffee in the employee lounge. V just sat, hands slack on her keyboard, knees pressed together under her desk. She daydreamed sex dreams and breathed carefully, hoping to be discreet, hoping t...
A bunch of my friends went camping one weekend last year at a small campground several hours away. My spice (I'm polyamorous and living in a female-female-male triad) and my girlfriend were on the trip. Saturday night my spice decided that one would sleep in the car with the dog and the other would sleep in the tent with the kids. I was to sleep with my gir...
"How far up is this place you're taking me?" asked Harleigh, who was carrying one of the two picnic baskets. "It's just up another couple of turns of this trail. Trust me, when we get up there, the view will blow you away," replied Thomas, who was carrying the other. About fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the top of the peak, and Harleigh exclaimed,...
The Opposite of Jealousy, Part 1 My wife has discovered the joy she takes in being pleasured by two men at the same time. I have discovered the opposite of jealousy: the excitement I take in watching, listening-and then-participating in her beyond vanilla MFM adventures. The breaking apart of our monogamous bond-a momentary fission-seems to release an energ...