The warm hotel room smelled of our sex and sweat. For awhile, the four of us wordlessly basked in a humid, post-orgasmic glow. Ja'Nell got up off her knees in front of me, and sat down on the bed next to me to my right. She put her left arm around my shoulders, and gently fondled my softening prick with her right hand. She moved her mouth to my ear, and hus...
Sex with Margie was great. We’d get together maybe once or twice a month and go at it like teenagers released from their parent’s shackles. The only difference was that we both had teenagers of our own that needed to be kept out of the loop since Margie and I were married, just not to each other. Her husband was a large man with whom she had been fighting an...
In Part One of this story my hot wife (Maggie) and I had agreed to do a full swap with another couple, something we had never done before. After a lot of research, some phone calls and then a meeting over coffee we met Rob and Anita for a Saturday night of fun. After hours of swapping and fucking in every position imaginable, the four of us took a break slip...
It happened a couple of years ago, at the end of the term in college when a bunch of us chipped in to get a couple of kegs and enough munchies to get us through the night. We knew each other and hung out together on a regular basis but I wouldn't say we were all good friends. There was John - straight 'A' student by day but party animal at night except he co...
Feedback and suggestions for other plot lines welcome. This is an attempt to get straight to the point - smut galore instead of a heavily story-driven style. I'll be adding branches for different characters, and maybe some options, too. Everyone featured in this story is 18 years or older. 'Mr Perfectly Bland.' That's what my first girlfriend called me when...
[revised 8/15/2017] This story is kind of by-the-numbers. Five couples in various pairings through the night. But every person and every pairing is unique. * "We call it a swap-meet," explained Helen. Her voice sounded small coming from the cell phone's speaker. It lay between Stacy and her husband on the pillow, lighting their faces like a magic spell. T...
They were lying next to each other on the cabin roof, sunning themselves. A radio played light classical music beside them. Joe and Ken were aft in the cockpit, chatting. Joe had hoisted the big genoa and the Kate had a bone in her teeth, the occasional splash of spray cooling the two women. "Hazel?" "Mmm?" "Can I ask you a very personal question?" Hazel...
The following is a brief story of something that happened in Autumn 2015. After 20 years of marriage and two young kids our sex-life had pretty much been demoted to "functional" at best. My wife Sylvia, is a truly magical mother who's never ceased to amaze me with her untiring care and love for our two fabulous kids and while she's put her heart and soul in...
Chapter 12 I awoke just a bit hungover, of course, on the hideaway bed, and I wasn't alone. It took me a moment to realize who it was next to me, and ... it was Natalie! I shook myself a bit, especially as I discovered that I was naked and my hard cock had been pressed against her butt-crack. I started to get up, a bit panicked at the realization that I mig...
"You're a whore and fucking slut!" My husband shouted repeatedly. And he was right. I'm a cock slut whore but not by choice. In fact, my husband and the other cocks in my life are responsible for everything I am today. Starting with Billy Coon. If my Mike knew my first cock was a Niger the prejudice fuck would disown me. Billy had an older brother Calvin and...