I have been told that one could not
conceive of a late teen not being a virgin, so I won’t delude
you, I wasn’t, but my few experiences with aggressive,
inexperienced, self-centered, clumsy boys has not given me much
respect or enthusiasm for the actual physical act of love.
Anyway, I once had this date […]
Our company sent us to New York on business, and we were both booked into
the same hotel, but in separate rooms. Julie, my co-worker and I were going
to give a presentation the next afternoon, then catch a red-eye flight back
to the coast. We checked in, finding our adjoining rooms […]
Once again I had gotten burned. It happens time and again, but I
never learn. But then again, it’s not always all that bad. Maureen
is the departmental secretary/receptionist for a systems group at
Merrill Lynch, and I met her while working there on a contract. She
is attractive and sexy, and after some very […]
We awake early, rousting you from a deep sleep, lightly
kissing your taught nipples, I remind you, it’s time to get up,
we have things to do today. You sleeply smile, and lay still for
a moment, enjoying my warm lips searching your breasts, then
reluctantly sit up, stretching and rubbing the sleep from […]
“Ah, could you slow down a bit, please?”
Terri complied. Her movements up and down the shaft of Keith’s dick slowed,
and he looked visibly more relaxed. She smiled and sped up quickly,
enjoying the look in his eye, the tension felt thru her hand, the heat from
his body. Keith gasped, and she slowed again.
“Now, […]
One of my first bisexual experiences involved a quad, which
consists of two couples having sex with each other. I was on a
double date and both couples were really plastered from the two
days of partying after graduation. For anonymity my date’s name
was Julie, and the other couple were Tom and Harriet.
We were parked on […]
She lay in bed motionless. She had awakened a few minutes earlier,
langourous, her body thick with sleep. Her first thoughts had been about
her husband, how he had just left for two days and she didn’t remember
kissing him good-bye, although she knew she must have. Certainly, she
must have. […]
What can I say about last night? I can say that it will never happen
again. I can say that it was cruelly short. I can say that the feel of her
against me will stay with me ’til I breathe my last. I can not say that I
know her name.
[…]
He first caught my eye when I got off the freeway. He was
standing at the southbound onramp just off of Beach Blvd., his thumb
was out. As I waited for the green light, I noticed how broad his
shoulders were beneath his unbuttoned shirt. When the […]
She’s looking at me again. An absolutely delicious blonde;
leggy, shapely, gorgeous hair, alluring face- she’s got the whole
package alright. And here I am hoping my wife doesn’t notice my
eyes popping out of my head. What I wouldn’t […]
I’m proud to say that Monica is the most accomplished leg slut I
know. I’m proud of that, because she’s my wife-slave-slut, but also
because I taught her most of the techniques that she now uses so
wonderfully to tease men and women and make their cocks rock hard and
their pussies drip with […]
This is the time of year when the Girl Scouts have their cookie
drive, and my wife had ordered some (as usual - she’s always spending
money on “worthy causes”). On Saturday, the wife and kids went into
town to do some shopping and she said they’d be gone ’till after
suppertime, so […]
I’d been calling this BBS for quite some time. It’s an adult BBS which
caters mainly to the gay population. There are, however, a number
of bisexual men and women who subscribe to the board as well.
I had just gotten done browsing the profiles to see if I could find someone
compatible to at least chat […]
It was early Saturday morning. Dan Flanagan had slept in late
since his wife and daughter were away visiting his Mother-in-law
for the weekend. His first big chore of the day was to clean the
pool He was on his way to the back when the doorbell rang.
“Is Maureen home?” cheerfully asked the young girl […]
Look. I’m no angel, okay? Bobby knew he wasn’t marrying a nun, but
he married me, anyway. And I never once fooled around on him, or even
flirted very much with anyone else, after we got married.
I’m not proud of the way I was […]