This is not another cliché Halloween story. The fact that it happened on Halloween is purely coincidental. It is a story about a night out with my friend Jenna. I first noticed Jenna on her online profile. It was a transgender and cross dresser website. I had my own profile on there for a number of years. I had just turned forty and had been actively cross-d...
The morning after my night with the four women I found myself sexually exhausted for the first time in my life. On top of that, I noticed how ridiculous I thought I looked with my pubic hairs completely shaven. Stacey tried to tell me how sexy it looked, but I felt like a little kid. I also kept thinking about Stacey’s plea for me to set up a major sex nigh...
My wife Mandy and I spent a two-week holiday in Cap d'Agde in the south of France in September. We stayed in the naturist section which has a reputation as a place for swingers. We had such a wild time that we just had to write down our holiday experiences so that you can enjoy them too. During the afternoon of the sixth day of our holiday we'd met our Fre...
(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...
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...
How about I describe to you, my version of last night at the club, barring that it did not happen, but it was what I would fantasize about ...went shopping for some sexy clothes to wear at the club. While in the fitting room, some chick calls, needs a shoulder to cry on because she split up with here man. Well, I got more important things on my mind, like d...
I've been having lunch with this guy at work. Dylan's his name. We're both plumbers and we got stuck on this shit job together at a nursing home in the city. We're running pipe down long hallways, working on ladders, up in the ceiling, with old people parked in wheelchairs down below us all along the way. Some of them watch us, looking like they're barely al...
1500 on Friday. The weekend was fast approaching, and the usual flurry of emails were flying back and forth around the office, trying to put together a plan for the route to midnight. Only, this week the office was quieter than usual; it seemed as though half of the office had taken their holiday at the same time. Due to the paucity of numbers, the enthusias...
Chapter 8 The Party's Beginning For the next few months, the two couples occasionally visited each other to exchange spouses for an evening of fun, but only occasionally because each had their own lives, families and jobs to attend to first. When they swapped, they always swapped together in the same house. Neither couple was comfortable with the idea of sp...
Another night of fun and adventure for my husband and me! We started with two shots of sambucca at a local dive bar near our intended destination, a gentlemen's club. Hubby and I sat at one end of the club's stage and enjoyed taking turns "tucking a buck" and while rubbing the girls' curves and crevices. While watching, together we rate the dancers. We usual...