There were four of us couples that had been friends for a long time. Sometimes only two or three of the couples would get together, if someone had something else they had to do. But mostly, it was the eight of us getting together to have fun. Dancing, picnics at the beach, barbeque, dinner out, just what ever we thought might be fun, and maybe different. We...
As I sat in the corner of the dark bar, I looked over the rim of my half empty beer glass at my colleague and best friend, Jack Richards. My eyes fixed him with a steely gaze while my brain assimilated the information that he had just imparted. It was more of a confession really – the sort that only two good friends can share and then only after several glas...
Roy stood by the workbench puttering while his buddy Martin sat on another bench across the room. The small workshop was located in the back yard some distance from Roy's home. Both men felt free to talk and say anything they wanted. Roy looked at Martin, known to his friends as "Mar." Martin was sitting with his hands between his legs his palms resting on t...
Saturdays are my favorite days of the week. Usually, Stacy and I hung out together, catching up on chores, attacking various projects around the house, just being together, husband and wife. It was our day of respite from separation; working too many hours and wrenched apart from one another in the struggle to provide and survive. Even so, there were Saturda...
I'm a wife-watcher. Pure and simple. Voyeur; peeper; ogler; call it what you will but I'm almost addicted. I think I've always been a wife-watcher. Even before I actually had a wife I would encourage my girlfriends to cheat on me simply so I could watch them get hot and nasty with other men. Occasionally it would work, but more often than not the lady in que...
The air conditioner kicked off and the room was now completely silent except for her heavy breaths. They escaped her flushed and parted lips quickly and in rhythm with his thrusts inside of her. She supported herself on top of him, eyes clamped shut, sheets clenched in balls in her fists. He had a hand under each side of her fleshy ass and was holding her up...
We got to church just after service started. The choir was singing as the usher showed us to a pew half way down the center aisle and on the right. As we walked to our seats, I couldn't take my eyes off of one of the women in the choir. Seated second from the right, Stella gave me a nearly imperceptible nod as she sang. Stella is not only one of my wife's b...
Many of the characters in this story are and will remain anonymous. Their names and locations they inhabit have been altered to respect their privacy. Jim and Elaine are indeed real, and enjoy a happy deeply bonded married life, and a marriage that has stood the test of time. Their relationship continues to grow and blossom. Chapter 1: The Earliest Awakeni...
{Authors note: Hello erotica reader! This is the fourth story describing Emily's sexual escapades in a swingers club. I have intentionally avoided giving in-depth detail about the unique relationship between the narrator and Emily to benefit the (literally!) thousands who have read their earlier adventures. I find this kind of information important when I re...
It is Winter 1966. When five couples find themselves stranded at a remote high class inn by extreme weather conditions, they amuse each other by relating stories of an erotic nature, as well as taking part in all kinds of private and group sexual activities. The Host had told of a birthday orgy involving a current top film star, the Theatre Company Manager o...