He had not noticed that there was a sliver of sunlight each late afternoon in his patio. There was a tall stone wall around it and had assumed no one could see him. He loved masturbating on the recliner out there in late afternoons and did so at least twice a week. He was twenty-two years old and had just started his first job, he was a teacher. His home wa...
"It's just not fair." From the tone of her friend's voice, Cindy Davis knew Ann was only half-joking. "What's not fair?" They were in Cindy's cramped, one-person dorm room, preparing tuna fish au gratin on rye toast for supper. "It's not fair that you actually met a good-looking single guy under ninety on that geriatric unit disguised as an ophthalmology...
I was watching my wife Donna masturbate when she brought the idea up. She was lying on our bed, cupping her right breast with her left hand and rubbing her thumb over the nipple, while her right hand was pushing a dildo idly in and out of her vagina. She was breathing heavily and I was too. She had just orgasmed, and I was getting there, as I sat in the ch...
I was in a marriage that no longer had anything in it especially love. We had been married 18 years and for the past 4 before that it has been like living like brother and sister. I am white and so is my husband. He had been taken ill and had to be in the hospital for over 2 weeks. After his stay he "claimed" that his cock was fucked up and that was the excu...
Erin parked her car in the lot behind the unimaginatively named Charlie's Place, noting the Grand Opening banners. She'd lived in Portland her whole life, and had driven past plenty of strip clubs, but they tended to be small or dingy-looking, or were sometimes part of a larger building. Charlie's Place was a stand-alone building on its own lot, and appeared...
When I was a boy, Saturday mornings in the winter were for ice fishing on Lac Renaud. My dad and I huddled in parkas in our ice hut over the hole we'd cut with the power auger and watched our lines disappear into it. Dad would always tell the same corny jokes, such as: "Pete, do you know how to fish with a can of peas? Well, you open up a can of peas and le...
"Oh, you do look so great," said my darling wife Eve, gazing at me. "As it's such a lovely day, why don't we take you to the park and show you off?" But she wasn't talking to me: she was talking to The Dress. If that sounds odd, then I must explain we lived an unusual life together. We now had a ménage à trois with Jean, who had who slept with her and had l...
The heat of the Deep South summer had passed, along with the near-summer of October. The first cool spell of November had arrived bringing with it a blessed lowering of humidity and temperature to a level of comfort that Maggie could not help but appreciate. The summer had been tumultuous in several ways. Daddy had been called home unexpectedly to help deal...
This story is the 10th featuring these characters. * Carly and Steve had long talked about the idea of going to a swingers club but never quite got round to it. Carly had decided to take a month off work as she was starting to get tired of the long shifts. She had earned enough money to keep them going for months and felt that she needed some time away fro...
I'm sitting in my car outside the Albatross, its rainbow flag fluttering in the soft night breeze. Would tonight be the night? I have come here on three consecutive Saturdays to find an answer, or to answer a longing. Well, perhaps three is a charm. I lock the car and proceed to the door. A wave of music and conversation greets me as I open it. I give what...