"I'm not one of your porn girls," Rebecca said. I'd just ask her to lift her shirt and shake her tits for me. "Becky, I don't want you to be my 'porn girl' -whatever that means- I just want you to jiggle for me." Rebecca wasn't into the performative part of sex. Couldn't blame her, it's not that I would do a dance for her either. But I did look at a lot...
"I want you to spank me." "For what?" We'd just finished up at a restaurant and I was signing the credit card receipt. "What?" Rachel raised her voice, the place was noisy. "What am I thanking you for?" "Not 'thank me.' Spank me. I want you to spank me!" She quickly looked around, nervous that someone had overheard. "Wait until we get out of here." W...
Her breasts were small. Not that they in any way bothered me; I adored them. It's just that I've been thinking about them for a couple of days. I seem to have been lucky to not have noticed there was any woman that was my 'type.' I've never really worried about a particular hair color, nose size, or fashion style. In retrospect, there certainly have been c...
"So." My pause went a little long, hesitant. "What do you think?" Patricia and I had met as seniors in high school, stayed together when we went off to colleges three hours away from each other. We'd made out, gotten to second base after her senior prom -man, back in the day those panty girdles were better than chastity belts- and zoomed off to my New York...
I love to jerk off. I loved it the first time, and I love it thirty six years later. I hope I'll always love it. No matter what my lovers have thought, yes it's sexual, but it has absolutely nothing to do with my sex with them. My masturbating has nothing to do with whether I like sex with them, it doesn't mean I do or don't want sex with them. It's just tha...
My wife doesn't easily do sexy. We have great sex, but she's not the kind of woman who thinks about it all that much. When she wants it she jumps me, kisses me, loves to fuck me. Nevertheless, I'm a guy. Work it a little girl. When we first hooked up Deb tried hard. She'd happily dress in lingerie if I wanted her to yet it was clear that wasn't her thing....
"What did you say? You want me to just stand here naked?" She sounded kind of confused. Just out of our shower, doing her last bit of drying as she wandered into the bedroom. I had my pants down, lying on our bed. "Yes." "And do what?" "Just stand there, be my sex object for a minute." She was bewildered. "You don't want to have sex and I gotta get off...
"What did you say? You want me to just stand here naked?" She sounded kind of confused. Just out of of our shower, doing her last bit of drying as she wandered into the bedroom. I had my pants down, lying on our bed. "Yes." "And do what?" "Just stand there, be my sex object for a minute." She was bewildered. "You don't want to have sex and I gotta get...
We'd been playing around, doing this and that, when she slowly rolled over and gradually pulled her knees up under her tummy, head down on the pillow. "What are you waiting for?" She was just itching for it. "I'm just looking." She glanced back and gave me a low growl. "And you like what you see?" It was a great bottom. Not that kind of Bettie Page ho...
"You look beautiful tonight." I clinked her wine glass. "Oh, you really do love me." "I do Terry. I really do." "I love you too Stephen," she said, clinking back. Theresa and I were out for our every once in a while fancy restaurant night. You know, where you each take a little more care to dress nicely for each other to make sure you both know you car...