Her friend, Yan, a Chinese hottie, tall and thin with long legs and very long, lush, black hair has been the center of my sexual fantasies lately. Okay, I admit it, she's been my fantasy since the first day I met her. I've always imagined doing her with my girlfriend participating in the lovemaking. Donna and Yan compliment one another. Yan is the more fun...
Sex between a man and a woman can be wonderful, provided you can get between the right man and the right woman. - Woody Allen * A fond memory of mine is having my sexy, black girlfriend Sheba sandwiched between me and her lover, Bill. Sheba is built like a brick shithouse. I always imagine her being the inspiration for the Commodores. I have been in gay c...
The following story is a true account of the first threesome I had to the best of my memory. It is quite a bit longer than many of my other posts. Please leave feedback so I can improve myself as a writer. Enjoy. As you might have read in some of my other stories Heather and I have a rather adventurous sex life. In the course of our discussions we both ha...
This is the third installment. Please read the first two, The Meeting and Nudity. Threesome In 2015, I moved to Florida's Gulf Coast, in Tarpon Springs. My wife was still in NY and I was free to enjoy Lisa whenever I could. As I explored the new area, I found a nudist resort that was terrific. It was quiet, had a pool and hot tub, trails and secluded spot...
The alarm assaults my ears so my hand returns the favor by smacking it. Time to get going. In the shower, I decide to have a quick play with myself and my vibrator. A little bit of me time before I have to get my son ready for school and go to work. Between spending time with my son Max and my job as a lawyer, I didn't have much time for dating, so I take wh...
Saturday morning when I got up, my husband reminded me, "Gordon's coming for dinner tonight." "Then I guess I'd better make sure I get to the grocery store," I replied. "I have to make sure I have something he'll like." Though it didn't matter what I cooked. Gordon wasn't really coming for dinner. He was coming to fuck me. And it was my husband's idea. "He...
My head hurt. Damn, too much wine last night. Lying in bed, I opened my bleary eyes and suddenly I remembered... I was in Mr Darcy's apartment. In his bed. Oh dear. I was alone, Mr Darcy was nowhere to be seen. But I hadn't been alone during the night. Oh my God. Mr Darcy had fucked me last night! I had had sex with an eighty year old! I felt my heart pal...
Michelle and I had been engaged for almost a year, but we still had not set a date for our nuptials. I was saving money to buy the perfect ring, she was focused on her new job and neither of us had accumulated any vacation days for a wedding. We lived together in a small apartment and were generally happy. On two occasions I met Michelle's coworkers and coul...
For those of you who read the first part of Anita, I have to answer my own question: yes, it was all fiction. This second part of the Anita (Annie) story is also fiction. So any resemblance to people living or dead or places are purely coincidental. These stories are purely products of my imagination, produced with the invaluable help of a friend S. who edit...
I love movies. Always have, always will. While my tastes have evolved with time, I've been drawn to eroticism in cinema ever since puberty. Of course, at first it meant watching Showtime or Cinemax at my friend's house late at night, sitting through bad acting for brief glimpses of bare, often silicone enhanced breasts. As I grew older I was able to rent Pla...