Once upon a time, in a place far, far away … there was an idyllic location in the early nineteen-forties where wealthy British could go to escape the ravishes of war. It was away from the nightly air raid sirens and horrific bombings being made by the German Luftwaffe on the city of London. To
Several years ago my Wife (Debbie) our good friends, Kevin and his wife Ashely and myself of course decided to spend a long weekend camping on one of the islands on the lake near our home. It was decided we would spend Thur thru Sunday. We were very excited, we got all packed up, hooked
My name is Rose. I am a slut wife and a flight attendant for a major airline. There aren’t many women like me and I like that. So does Ed. Ed and I met on a flight to Seattle. He was the first officer and I was a flight attendant. I immediately liked him. When
After my wife and I experienced our first foursome with her sister and boyfriend, we had planned to get together with a couple of Pat’s friends from work who were interested in trying out a little group sex. They were really curious but very apprehensive about actually going through with it. Our plans were canceled
The next week was pure sex. I do not believe we fucked, sucked and talked as much sex as we did the week after our night with Steve. More than once Sandy said had she had she known having a second man in bed felt so good she would have done it years sooner. In
The movers had been gone less than an hour. Janet White was crouched among the luggage and packing boxes which littered the spacious front room of the house. She glanced up and saw her new husband, Mark, stripped to the waist, sweat glistening off his broad shoulders as he carried a heavy trunk toward the
I saw the two of them on the early commuter train every morning for two years. They were both good looking. A young yuppie couple working professional jobs in different buildings in the Loop. It was she that I noticed most, of course, me being male and she being very, very female. It was hard
This story is a little embarrassing for me to tell, because some of the things that Carmen and I did could easily be considered perverted. I don’t embarrass easily, and I like most things to do with sex, but even I blush a little when I think about what I did to my boyfriend without
We used to go to the same pub at least a couple of times every week, became one of the “regulars” and got to know loads of people in the same position. Only about a 10 minute walk from home, it was great, and nearly all the regulars were also. One young man of about
“That’s all right” I told him, and moved so that the poking continued a bit. The dance floor was dark enough so I could enjoy that contact, and he lead me close to our table at the end of the dance so he wouldn’t be seen walking off with that thing tenting at his slacks
About 2 months ago Tom and I arranged to meet for dinner, starting our night out with a drink at the Four Seasons. I got there 15 minutes early, and the stress of the day as will as my ever so middle class white wine released inhibitions enough for me to get involved in a
The swinging sixties! What a fabulous decade for teenagers; Most things were again normal after the end of the cruel and bitter 2nd World War. Young people for the first time easily found jobs; which helped to put money in their pockets, at last we had found a sort of freedom. Many young people rebelled
My wife Beth and I lose interest in our marriage and decide to explore new passion with old lovers who have re-entered our lives. But I find it hard to separate myself completely from her even as we form two new couples. And we discover new erotic highs even at the end of our marriage.
My wife and I had been married for about 2 years when we ran into a difficult spot. We were finding that we didn’t have the “fire” we once had. We talked about spicing our sex life up a bit. I took it into my hands to find a way to help our sex life
I just happen to have one to tell. And it starts like this. My name is Allen Johnson. My wife Marlaina and I have been married for eighteen years next month. Marlaina was twenty one when we married and I was twenty four Neither of us new much about life, love, or sex. we’d each