The weather was lousy on the third day and after getting soaked to the skin in the Minnesota bush, Belinda and I decided to call it a day. We returned to the camp, much to the delight of the wet, tired students. It would give them a chance to rest up and recover from some busy days and nights! They could also make some use of the hot tub during the afternoon...
Note: The story below contains graphic depictions of bisexual activity and bisexual watersports. If this activity displeases you, please hit the return button now. So there I was, waiting at the airport for my friend Christine, and nervous as hell. Years ago, in college, Christine and I had been lovers. We continued to sleep together off and on for years, b...
They couldn't have planned it better if they'd tried. That was my first thought, once the initial panic was over. A moment of wry, bitter sarcasm as I studied the mess they had made of my clothing. My suit was very likely ruined by the black coffee stain, and my shirt and trousers were soaked through. Not a very expensive suit, thankfully, but I only had two...
Note: To better understand this story, please read my first story, "Sharing My Wife, Liz." * The six months after our first threesome with Ray were incredible. The three of us met every week or so and the sex was amazing. I can't explain why, but allowing Liz to have sex with another man dramatically increased her self-confidence; something that had been d...
She watched him from the kitchen as she prepared a pitcher of martinis for all of them. He did not have traditional good looks but he was appealing, especially to her. He flirted with her constantly and although she knew it was all in good fun, she could not help but be turned on by him. He had this confidence about him that she found so incredibly sexy. He...
Girls' nights out were a little boring when there wasn't a killer to catch, and especially when you just knew it wasn't a night where being on the prowl would net you anything good to eat. Still, they made their own fun. Went to a club they were all five years too old for, listened to shitty music and bought overpriced drinks on Harold's dime. The booth was...
My rest day came at just the right time. I hardly left the comforts of my bed, as the previous four days had taken nearly all my energy. Thankfully, room service arrived with a feast for me to use to reload and prepare for the next round of women. Taylor Swift had the following day scheduled all for herself. It was the last day I would get to spend with he...
I'm writing this as another entry in the wonton slut diaries. Well we finally did it. Hipster managed to come over and I managed to get him in bed. After quite a bit of chatting, a phone sex session, and scheduled and then canceled meetings, he got here and in me. When he said he was definitely coming over, I was tempted to not get ready after a couple of n...
Nydia's boots made a rather strange sound as I plunged my cock into her ass from behind. Ninve wasn't kidding about her fetish for wearing them, not that I had any complaints. It was funny to know that this proper Mormon girl had such naughty fantasies and ideas, but she did so, much to my delight. I wouldn't want a serious deal with her, however, since she...
It was a horrible day for a grave side service. The canopy that had been set up was really adequate only for immediate family. Detective Brady huddled with his wife under their umbrella in a futile effort to avoid the worst of the relentless rain. The rain was almost forgotten as they listened to the chaplain's struggle to eulogize a rookie cop who had commi...