It was a warm spring day; a good friend of mine had invited Kelley and me to his house for beers and wine. On a last thought we took our bathing suits, thinking this may be the first swim of the coming year. The front door was ajar so we walked in as if we owned the place, and made our way to Jay's back porch. Grabbing cold beers from the cooler, we said our hellos and began the process of catching up. Jay was excited, he wanted us to meet his little brother who was visiting from Canada. His brother Chris arrived about an hour later. The most striking contrast was Chris being at least 20 years younger than Jay. We made some small jokes about their mother and the age differences. Jay, by male standards, is a pretty good looking guy, but his younger brother is what ... Read More»

One semester at college I ran into an ex-girlfriend who wanted me to meet her new roommate - a friend of hers who had returned to college after taking a few semesters off. We hit it off and stated dating a week or so later, although it was a little strange being that her roommate was my ex. We had a great sex life for a few months but then broke up when I found out that she was also dating/having sex with a guy off campus, and was making moves on another guy ON campus. Later at a party my roommate and I were throwing these two ex's of mine stopped by. Things were getting pretty wild when the second ex stepped out to get some air. I followed to see if she was alright. Both of us being drunk led to a sexual conversation and she began to relate how she "missed my ... Read More»

Many years ago on a Friday afternoon I drove my Volkswagen camper to a flea market pavilion about 10 miles from my home and unloaded the fishing and camping wares I hoped to sell some of over the weekend when the flea market was open. Then I drove a couple of miles to a rural honky-tonk that served food so I could eat a bite before returning to the pavilion to sleep in my camper until the next morning when I would set up the displays of my wares. I had finished eating and was watching some customers playing pool and others playing the rage at that time, PAC MAN, while enjoying an after dinner adult beverage. Two ladies walked in, looked the crowd over, and came over to where I was seated. I noticed that the younger of the two walked with a shuffling gait, ... Read More»

Working for a Korean owned company had its benefits. One of which is all the Asian women coming in and out of the office. The enticing part is that Asian women are very interested in Western men. It was another boring day at the office. That was until my boss brought Lisa his 19 year old daughter to the office. She was almost 6 feet high with a great body. Her ass was her best asset. She had a nice pair of tits and took every opportunity to show them off with her low cut blouses she always wore. Today was no exception. She wore a short black skirt with a white blouse. Underneath you could see her black lace bra. She wore a pair of white high rise socks and was the spitting image of a naughty high school girl. If I didn't know better I would have thought that ... Read More»

Rhyley thought hard about the invitation to lunch. She was friends with Jack, yes, but Amanda she didn’t know very well. When she put the phone down, she was bewildered. What could she want? Hmmm......if she knew about what happened at the reception, she would have said something, but that was a year ago. What is this all about? Rhyley shook her head and sighed. She was slightly amused at being so mistrustful. Amanda had always been nice to her and there was no reason to doubt that all she had in mind was a nice lunch together. Just two ladies enjoying the afternoon. Jack would be at work, so it would just be them. Then she had a thought. It’s been so long since I have been with a woman, she thought. I would love for Jack to come home from work and see me ... Read More»

There’s a loud pounding on the hand-carved front door. Bradley Kane looks up from the Wall Street Journal. “Hey, open up in there!” a muffled voice shouts over repeated thuds. Brad crosses the lavishly decorated living room. He swings the door open and stares at the dark figure standing in the night shadows. The man is about twenty. Long, slicked-down hair surrounds a face that looks like a welder’s fist. He wears grease stained jeans, an armless, muscle-flaunting motorcycle jacket and big black biker-boots. Smoke curls from a short cigarette-butt clenched in lips that appear locked in a perpetual smirk. His crooked nose looks as if it’s been broken several times. There’s a smear of axle grease on one cheek. A shinny gold earring dangles from a ... Read More»

The rain falls hard against my window on this windy winter evening as I stand up from my computer. I shut the monitor off and push in my chair. This was the last I will hear from my long-distance lover. I turned out the light and clutched a tissue to my nose with a reluctant release. I couldn’t believe I had become so ensconced with the faulty assumption our digital relationship would expand to an actual meeting and eventual embrace. Sally became more than an idle preoccupation; I obsessed over her words and her devious plans of my servicing her equally lustful loins. I knew pushing the envelope by pursuing the initially insignificant details might cause adversity in our discourse. My undying need to be with her got the best of me and I asked more than she was ... Read More»

Standing in the shower, soapy hands in my hair, absentmindedly working the lather as I think of all that we've shared, and your words echo through my mind as I lean back against the wall. "You're mine." Reaching to finger my clit as I remember your face, only inches from mine, and your breath against my skin, as you hissed, "You're mine. Only mine." and I know that I am... that it's all I ever want to be. I press one finger into my tight, hot pussy, already longing for you in ways that I've never desired another and I wonder about tonight, about the future, about how and where you will touch me, about what will become of me. Closing my eyes, I run my fingers from shoulder to breast, imagining your hands on me, your fingers grazing my nipples and sliding down ... Read More»

This story is entirely fictional and a personal fantasy of mine dealing with the huge range of toys available today. Enjoy!! But always be wary of sharing toys with strangers. Part 2- The Party I had spent a quiet night in front of the TV and spent the following day just cleaning up around the house in just a jock strap with my new butt-plug keeping me company. The rubber implant kept my cock semi-hard and my mind on tonight’s party; I was wondering what to wear, knowing that it wouldn’t really matter but I wanted to make an impression on my new friend Mike. I made a mental invoice of the stock of clothes in my wardrobe and decided that something special was in order. So a quick shopping trip later and I was back at my apartment with my new purchases. ... Read More»

He was half on, half off the short bunk, with one foot leveraged high to one side on a grab handle in the top center of the back wall of the cab, his back arched on two hard pillows, his hands open wide over the driver's naked buttocks, fingers digging into flesh, moaning in long, building moans matching the long slides of the hard ramrod inside him. The driver, clad only in cowboy hat, red bandana neck scarf, tooled-leather boots, and a broad grin, was crouched over the bunk between the young man's legs, giving him what the young guy had been begging for all the way from Lusk, where the Wyoming landscape had gotten so monotonous that the young man could only think about why he'd bummed this ride and had started moaning for them to stop and get into the back. ... Read More»

Renee and Gina met in person for the very first time at a late afternoon appointment at Phoebe’s Getaway south of Atlanta, Georgia. Both girls had come from far away, and though they were dressed in their boy clothes, underneath the jeans and sneakers there were already twenty painted toes and two sets of pretty lingerie- stockings, panties and frilly girdles. Renee and Gina had been online lovers for a long time, but in real life of course, they would simply be friends sharing each others’ company, getting their makeup, fingernails and hair done, switching into their pretty dresses, spraying a little perfume on their necks and going out on the town for dinner, some drinks and maybe a little dancing. Phoebe was an absolute dear and over the course of a ... Read More»

One girl I was dating the summer after I graduated high school, “Jayne,” had never given head before she started seeing me. Now, my experience has taught me that whenever a girl tells me she “doesn’t normally give head,” she inevitably ends up giving me an incredible blow job. It’s the ones who say they never do it that do it the best. Jayne was the exception. She was the absolute worst I’ve ever experienced. I’ve never even heard of girls worse at fellatio than Jayne. Her teeth were all over my dick, she had no rhythm, no enthusiasm, and had a mouth that mysteriously never got moist. It was awful. It was a month of painstaking instruction before she finally got good enough that I didn’t just stop her after 5 minutes and tell her to jerk me off–she was that ... Read More»

Ally stood regarding herself in her bathroom mirror having just finished brushing her teeth. She ran her tongue over the top row, admiring their whiteness and enjoying the minty flavor of her toothpaste. She swept the hair back from her forehead and considered wearing it up for the evening but decided against it and brushed the long dark locks, trying to smooth out their naturally wavy appearance. She took time to make sure that every button on her dark blue dress was buttoned. The dress itself was an old-fashioned style that went well below her knees and was one of several she only wore on rare occasions when she went to church. She was on her way over to her "boyfriend" Benny's house for dinner. She usually said the word "boyfriend" with air quotes because ... Read More»

**** Steve Jacobson watched as she walked in and went to her desk that morning. He had often wondered what it would be like to go out with her, but he knew that it was impossible; they worked in the same office and he was her superior. When word got around the office that she was pregnant, Steve knew that she had to be married, although he never saw a ring. Over the short time that she had been there, he watched as her stomach grew with the new life. There was also something else, she was black and he was white. Where they lived in Virginia there was numerous mixed race couples, but Steve was still a little reluctant about it. He didn’t know why, because his whole life he respected others no matter what race they were. The age difference also bothered him, ... Read More»

She had been my English teacher, she was my next-door neighbor. I had known her for years now though we had always maintained a neighborly relationship. Had she known the private fantasies I'd indulged my self in over the years, not only might she have been surprised, but shocked by the numerous times I had climaxed just imagining being with her. I had had one of those school crushes with her, though I had of course never acted on it, not in reality anyway. I spent as much time around her as I could get away with, without exposing myself in the literal sense. And since she had been my English teacher at one time, it had made any sort of relationship outside of that virtually impossible. Not that someone thirty years older than I was, would have even considered ... Read More»