My husband John is 41 and over-sexed and I am not. It’s a job to keep up with him sometimes, so at least once a week I have to wank him off. He likes taking nude photos of me too. Anyway, during the summer holidays, he takes me to beaches where we can sunbathe nude
I’d like to tell you about my lovely wife and the wonderful relationship we have together. I married Jeanne (the name I’ll use for her here) when she was 18. We had both just graduated from high school and hadn’t had any sexual experiences outside of the ones we had with each other. Now, let
As you know, I live in a modest neighborhood and have very nice people on all sides of my house. The lot sizes are generally around an acre each, so no one is looking in your windows. One of my neighbors is a couple in their mid-thirties (Pam and Mike) and I’ve found out from
Barely conscious. 3 AM, or that’s what my bleary eyes saw on the glowing big hand and little hand of my watch. I’d been sleeping for the last couple of hours as the train sped through the northern reaches of the Midwest taking several hundred of us from Chicago to points east. In my case,
Mrs. Garr was an extremely attractive woman in her mid-20’s, and I was handling her legal suet… “Mrs. Garr, what company are you insured by?” I asked her. “Do you find me attractive, Mr. Riely?” she asks me in return. “Excuse me” I reply, knowing full well what she had asked me. “You heard me”
Our company sent us to New York on business, and we were both booked into the Westin Hotel, but in separ- ate 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 on the
My grandfather died when I was teen, and my grandmother never remarried. I had always wondered why, and sometimes I wondered if she dated. She would come over, and I used to wonder what she looked like naked, if her body was still in good enough shape for a man to be interested. She wasn’t
I was on-line chatting, yes hot chatting, Sen- suous Erotic Chat!! I was so turned on, so excited. I could feel an orgasm building deeply within. He had taken me right to the very edge and just held me there for so long, not allowing me that final pleasure. I am sure my neighbors next
An incident happened the other night, quite by accident, that awakened something in me I didn’t know I had. Last Thursday night a friend of mine, Larry, came over to talk, drink a beer, and watch TV. He works at the same place I do, and since we had a three day week- end, we
I had an experience last month that I thought your readers might want to read about. It began while my husband, Hal, and I were returning home from watching a movie at an adult theater. Hal was really horny and so was I. On the drive home, I had my husband’s cock out of his
As much as I love to get my pussy fucked, I adore getting screwed in the ass by my lover. The feeling of a stiff ten inches up my chute makes me perk, my asshole twitches and my mouth waters. My husband wouldn’t ever do that to me, so I had to find someone who
Janie was lost. She had been wandering up and down the little alleyways of this infernal city for hours now. She had been pawed at by scab covered beggars lying in the streets, robbed by a little street urchin of her purse, which contained her wallet, passport and Visa, AND she was hot, thirsty, and
My wife Ellie and I have a good relationship. After 20 years of marriage she still takes down her panties whenever I want to fuck her. She never has a headache or tells me it’s late and she’s tired, or any of that kind of shit. When I want pussy, hers is always available. As
I always got my hair cut at Schroeders. You know the one, down on Harbor Blvd., towards the beach. I went there, not because they were the cheapest, or the best, or even the fastest. I went there because they had the best looking ‘cutters’ around. I came to call it “Rock Slut Hair Cuts”
The campus campanile slowly rang out the last of the twelve hours. From his cubicle in the library — open twenty four hours — he barely heard it, but perhaps it made him decide to pack it in for the night. On the other hand, perhaps it was just a coincidence. As quietly as he