I barely remember the night before, with the sensation of getting silly and crazy, and the bartender laughing his head off, presumably about my typical drunken foolishness. I then lost all sense of time, and eventually consciousness itself, dozing off into a drunken sleep. I must have slept for a good 6 hours, or so, before I felt something on my cock, surr...
Elle and I had returned to a popular clothing optional "Lifestyle Friendly" in south central Texas for a weekend of what we hoped to be erotic soft swinging fun together and hopefully with other soft and hard swinging couples we had met on our first weekend at the resort a few months before. It was mid-afternoon and we were "dressing" for our first walk to...
"What time do you have to be at work?" I asked Jasper, who laughed at me. "Friend, when I decided on this plan, I traded shifts with a mate on the force to get us both the hours that we needed. He wanted next Monday off, I wanted today. The brass doesn't give a toss as long as their arses are covered. So, I'm off-duty, lad." "All fucking day. Sweet. And...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists - Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 80). This story c...
(Chapter 14) "A Question of Gender" (circa-1980) If someone had told him that one day he would fuck a middle-aged woman with a broken leg, who would then persuade him to join a swingers club and participate in group sex in a room full of faceless strangers, he would have said they were on drugs or completely mad. But there he was leaving the Cavendish Cl...
Just in case you don't know, all of my stories I post here are true. Some names have been changed to protect the identity of some of our partners. I hope you enjoy reading about our erotic adventures, please feel free to e-mail me with any private comments. Tom and I have been married now for eighteen years and we have no children. I have had a problem wit...
edited by Susurrus * By one that afternoon, John, Carolyn, David, and Lisa were once again ensconced at the poolside bar. This time, they were at a booth in a raised corner that looked out over an arm of the tubing river and inward to command a view of the main seating area. The booth was lined with thick cushions covered in an artificial leather that w...
In a past life, my name was Christine McCain. I was born in the City of London, England, to a family that didn't really practice any religion. My mother Abigail Rosenberg comes from a Jewish background and my father James McCain comes from a Christian background. By the time they had me, they were both Atheists. I attended Cambridge College for Business Admi...
I would never have thought that my lovely wife and I would have after eighteen yeas of marriage gotten involved in swinging. We had grown up in a small town where we knew every one and most lives were more or less an open book. As in any small town nothing is sacred or confidential. Gossip abounds here but during my life of forty years I had never known ther...
Harold and Charmian are not swingers, but every now and then they like to spice up their sex life by letting another couple watch while they fuck. They visit Barry and Laura who themselves are not swingers but are looking forward to seeing a live fuck for the first time. They get on well together and, at the end of Part One, Charmian has had two explosive or...