I met Roger sometime in the sixties. We grew into the very interesting seventies. When least expected, we were best buddies. Roger is some 3 years older than myself, so besides being a great friend, he was some sort of teacher. Roger and me shared the first woman, and of course, Roger was there when
He was pushing her head down on me as she gagged a bit. He told me she was a gagger and that perhaps I should try him and see how deep I can take it. So I got on my knees and took him in my mouth no problem sucking hard and pumping his cock
Watching my wife dress never fails to send a tingle through my loins. And tonight I was getting a special treat. It was my 40th birthday and Stacey agreed to wear a slinky little dress bought just for the occasion. At the bathroom sink I was pretending to wash. Really I was watching. Watching my
Succumbing to the male who was younger and in actuality wasn’t the buffed handsome movie star male image the twenty-eight year old woman wanted as her life-long companion. Even if only for a dinner date or watching a flick from the time she was of sufficient age to date, her escort was always the muscle
She briefly pulled away and stripped herself of her clothing, but resumed kissing me immediately. I rubbed her breasts, and she rubbed mine. After what seemed like hours of our lips together, we separated. We just stared into each other’s eyes. My emotions were torn. I was scared and nervous, but also thrilled and excited.
I have known Dana for a number of years and never really gave our relationship much thought. We have been good friends, but I never really thought of her sexually. Possibly because she had never expressed an overt interest in myself, and possibly because I’m white and she’s black. I always thought she was an
He looks so peaceful sleeping next to me, his face relaxed, his chest rising and falling gently with each breath. What a beautiful man… My eyes slide over him from the tip of his dark head down to where I know his cock is under the blanket. I hold my breath as I feel the
I invited Brian to dinner the week following the final exam in our class. I can’t remember what pretext I was using, since the class was over by then. I guess we both just assumed that we were past the point of no return by then, so he politely ignored the fact that we had
“Morgane—wake up! I believe we might be in trouble…” Even as I shook Morgane the Strong’s powerful shoulder to awaken her from sleep, the tall warrior woman’s fingers instinctively wrapped themselves around the handle of a longsword that lay on the ground beside her. Like a sleek panther, her muscular body in one smooth motion
“Oh grandmother, I still can’t believe it!” The young blonde haired woman exclaimed as she gushed with excitement. “Two days from now I’m going to be in Europe.” “Well its nothing that you don’t deserve.” The older woman smiled back. “I’m very proud of you, and all that you’ve accomplished.” “I don’t think Mother would
June and I had been married for five years when we took our driving vacation. Usually we climbed on an airplane and went to some city or another, but this year we had decided to take the car and just drive. We didn’t even have a plan, we’d just make it up as we went
The thought struck at a strange time. We were making love; she was on top, moving strongly, slowly, deliberately, and I was moving in time beneath her. My hands were on her waist, holding her as we moved and breathed as one. I inhaled as I arched my back, then crunched my stomach muscles and
Staying a virgin through high school was a serious challenge. Everyone knew that there were girls who *did* and girls who *didn’t*. The most important status-enhancing activity for the male population of the high school was to move girls from the second category into the first. I didn’t really date very much, but the guys
It all begins early on in the day, morning mostly. I can’t help but think of you. It doesn’t start off sexual either. I think about all the wonderful things about you and how someday, I will be next to you, happy and content. As the day goes on, I seem to end up damp,
It was a quarter to one in the morning when Becky heard the knock at her door. She rushed to the door and opened it. There was Clete. Clete had showered at the Police Station after the end of his shift. He had left the Porsche in the employee parking lot. With the city’s video