The sexual tension and anticipation hung like a thick fog in the house that day. His wife, obviously pre-occupied with the thoughts and fears of her first bi-sexual experience, wandered aimlessly around the house making it presentable for their guest that evening. By noon, the place was acceptable and she told him she needed some time alone to work on gettin...
Sarah and I arrived at the party almost an hour late, getting a little lost in the neighborhood. I was pretty sure it would be a sex party, given all the wonderful stories in Selina's blog, and also given that we were asked to bring an inflatable bed, just in case it was needed, but Sarah's attitude was to not get my hopes up too high. (Afterwards, Selina no...
My breasts rise out of the hot water in the tub. On my skin I can feel the water level rising. Right now the water level is just touching the soft morph-zone where the skin goes from back-skin to breast-skin. I push my thighs down to the very bottom of the tub and then raise them. I love the small waves of wet heat this causes. I can feel the water move down...
The night began unremarkably enough. I was at work at The Star, the newspaper where I'm a police reporter. I was pounding away at my keyboard on some mindless feature story when my phone rang. "Hello, Jeff. This is Beth," said the voice on the other end. Beth? Beth who? Do I know anyone named Beth? Then suddenly it dawned on me. Could it be Beth? Online...
This is the beginning of a story I had previously written for someone I was exchanging stories with. Hope to find a new f friend like that again soon. * I come over prior to us going out. You are still in the process of getting ready. You have on a short skirt and a tank top with no bra on. You excuse yourself to finish getting ready. Before you go I tell...
When I finished high school, I got a scholarship to go to University of Virginia. That summer, I worked a little, but I decided to celebrate my success by taking a month off to go to Europe. Not that I could afford the Grand Tour to Paris, Rome, Amsterdam, and all that. Not back then, anyways. What my budget allowed was a month tooling around East Europe-- s...
Debbie was a long time friend, but nothing more. I'd met her years ago at a party for a friend. She was standing on a chair, putting up decorations. I thought she had a pretty face, and pretty feet. She's around 5'4", not chunky but not slim, small-breasted, with shoulder length light brown hair. I was impressed with how organized she was, which turned out t...
"Do you trust me?" With amusement, she ran her gaze along their entwined limbs -- at that magical point between complete satiation and the next round....and there was ALWAYS a next round for them until the demands of the day and separately busy lives tore them away from their favorite pastime... "Yes. I can say without reservation that I do, indeed, trust...
His wrists were lashed to the top corners of the bed, the Velcro straps firmly anchored tight, leaving him no room to wiggle. His ankles were likewise pulled against the bed frame, leaving a small indentation in his flesh. It would leave a mark, but one that would disappear in a few hours. Other marks from tonight would prove more permanent. He rocked his a...
When you got home that week I was torn between telling you everything and keeping silent. Joan called me at home that first night and warned me about her friends and my silence about what had been happening. She firmly suggested that I was not to tell you anything at all! I could tell you knew that something was bothering me even though I was trying my best...