Sarah, Jeremy and I have been best friends ever since college. The three of us have always been tight, but as time passed they turned out to be the only friends from that time of my life that I stayed close to. We get together regularly, and their house is like my second home. Last week didn't seem any different at first. Jeremy cooked up some fat, juicy p...
I was 43 years old when I volunteered to live with the Kamula tribe in a remote village in western Papua New Guinea after the church asked for someone to translate the Bible into the local language. I took my husband and children and set out leaning the language from scratch. Many of the Kamula people had never seen a white person until the late 1970s. The...
Chapter 1: Dear Nigella To Nigella Lawson, food writer and TV cook. Dear Nigella, When I watch you on TV I can’t help dreaming away. You always look stunning to me with your long, chestnut brown locks and that sexy, coy smile; a hot woman who loves to eat and knows the way to my heart and other parts of my body. I am considered a tough guy (translated in...
It was an anniversary. They'd been together for years. They were an open-minded couple, who truly and deeply loved each other. It really showed. They were always kissing and cuddling, in private and in public. They also did more in public. They were daring and open, and exploratory about their sexuality. Sometimes they'd go out, and she would wear the skimpi...
Summer stomped into the living room where Phil was watching TV. She was grumbling loudly to herself in anger and closed the door behind her harder than she'd intended. It made a booming sound that echoed in the room. At the sound Phil turned to look at her. She could only spit, "I'm going to kill that cat!" "What happened? You look like you're ready to comm...
I will not bore you with all the specifics about how I first approached my wife to swing. Let me make one thing perfectly clear: The thought had been on my mind long before I mentioned it to her. I was a tad scared: Did I long for the feel of another woman, bare flesh, another vagina, another pair of legs to settle between, enough to share my wife in the mea...
One day I answered an ad in the local Swing paper. I got an answer with a telephone number. I called. I heard the most delightful English accent. We set up a date at her home. She asked if I minded if her husband would be there. I thought that was real cool, a man who allows his wife to bring her lovers into their home to fuck -WOW! But then, Europeans alway...
Chapter 7. The Education of Barbara She liked his mature sophistication, his knowledge of physical love. She liked the skill and expertise he demonstrated in bedding her, his sensitivity to her sexual needs. For his part, Ludlow could understand why Barbara dabbled in lesbianism; while she was an enthusiastic bed-partner it was obvious that her previous boy...
We arrive at the car park, which is a reasonable walk to our objective. It feels so good to have the warmth of the sun on us, and also to know that the sun will soon be warming all of your body, every inch of it. I have spent the journey looking at you sitting next to me in the car. You are wearing a tee shirt with your bikini underneath. Calling it a bikin...
It took a lot of hard work and effort on my part, to lose my virginity. Well, not really...but it did take awhile! When I turned 18, I decided I was going to be de-virginized, one way or another. All through High School, I listened to other girls talk about sex, sex, sex. It seemed like everyone was fucking except for me! My boyfriend graduated a couple of...