It all began with a letter Charles received on Friday after being home ill for a week with an undiagnosed lower abdominal disturbance. I had a nice chat with your wife Paula, the other day. We both agreed that you need a new direction in your life to help you stop playing this silly role-swapping
We meet at a restaurant and sit across from each other. I notice that you’re not wearing a bra underneath your top. The waitress brings two drinks and I watch you place your fingers on each side of the glass and stroke it with your fingers and make erotic patterns on the glass. I also
Lois was in the hospital for observation and physical therapy for a muscle condition she had. Her doctor decided to hospitalize her for tests and observation. Here’s her story: As I also had 2 separate orthopedic injuries as well, I would have tests in the morning and physical therapy in the afternoon. I was in
Minnesota — I guess you could say I underwent my rites of passage in the doctor’s office. I was about 18 at the time and as I laid on the examination table in my jockey shorts I wished I could have been almost anywhere else. It was too late. Our family doctor, a man in
Most sexually active men have had this fantasy. And I’m talking about straight men, because that’s what I am. I’ve been in the same relationship with one woman for over twenty years now. But every time I hear about this it seems to turn me on. The subject is sucking oneself off. Yes I know
I don’t know about you but what really turns me on is watching and participating in hot bisex action. The following situation occurred nearly three years ago now but I still get a raging stiff hard-on every time I think about it. I was working in the Bracknell area at the time and I stopped
I guess my sex life began one day during the summer of my thirteenth year as I was doing my chores. I was in my brother’s room putting away his clean clothes, and I found a stack of porno- graphic magazines in his underwear drawer. Out of curiosity as to what could be so great
Last night had been maybe the hottest and muggiest of a hot muggy summer. I could’ve slept indoors, but the air conditioner keeps me awake and makes my sinuses hurt. So instead of tossing in a sweaty bed, I’d slept out on the second floor deck. It wasn’t much cooler than inside, but at least
“Well you know why Lisa dropped Paul?” It was my sister-in-law, Susan offering me a tidbit from my wife, Lisa’s past. The three of us were eating dinner one evening and we had had a few beers. “Susan!” Lisa said it almost as a whine. She looked alarmed. Naturally I was intrigued. “Paul wanted to
Frankie pulled into the first motel he found, it was late and he had been driving all day. After checking in, he went to the room and tossed his suitcase on the desk and flopped on the bed. Frankie was on the road for one reason, he just left his wife of eight years and
I have sucked cock and been sucked by other men for years, but my wife didn’t know. I wanted to tell her, but couldn’t find a way to bring it up. It occurred to me that whenever we watched a porn flick, she made the same remark, “They always shows girl-on-girl, but never show guys
I’m a female, not hard on the eyes and am in my freshman year of college and looking for a female sex slave to dominate. I had my first slave when I was fifteen and she had just moved into the fairly small town I lived in. Her family moved in a few doors down
In the 70s, before video players, if you wanted to see hard core, the adult theater was the place to go. I have watched those grainy, black and white stag films before but never an adult film in color. One night I decided to get up enough nerve to drive to the nearest adult theater.
Trying to find some action in a little bible-belt town in the South turned out to be a bite. In the end though, it was well worth the wait. I had been here for almost a year as I cruised just about everywhere a hot cock looking for a blowjob would hang waiting for a
Mary pulled her beat-up old car in front of her house and stepped out. It had been a long day at work. For the past fifteen years, she had been a cleaning lady in a girl’s dormitory at the local college. Day in and day out, Mary spent her days cleaning the hallways, emptying trashcans,