The Flasher

I love to show women my dick. That’s all there is to it. Show me a woman, and I’ll find a way to get her to glance at my cock. I love it. It turns me on. Especially if I’m hard, and they smile, or lick their lips. I love the looks on their faces

I Blackmailed My Uncle to Fuck Me

I was attending a family gathering last year to celebrate my grandmother’s 90th birthday in her big Victorian house. During the course of the day, I saw my uncle John go down to the basement. I didn’t think anything of it until I saw Becky open the door and go down a few minutes. Becky

High School Band

In my junior year at high school I had already discovered the joys of sexuality through my Aunt Cindy and additionally through her boyfriend at the time. School just seemed the logical place to act out on some of my newfound skills. After my sexual awakening I found that I took much greater notice in

Expanding Our Relationship

I had often wondered when you hear of couples doing all sort of depraved sexual things together or with others, how they ever get to the point that they both know what they want and both enjoy doing it. I mean you hardly take a girl out on a date and say, “Ever fancy being

Afternoon in the zoo

She knocked on my door just as I was giving final instructions to the babysitter, a spectacular feat of timing when you consider she’d come all the way from Texas. I flung open the door and she swarmed over me in a hug. It’s really kind of like that, there’s very nearly a foot’s difference

Uncomfortable

“You know Margie, that hot new woman in my department?” said Bert. “The one who’s your boss?” said Winnie. “Not exactly,” said Bert. “She reports to my boss, too, but at a higher level, and sometimes I have to work for her on a project. But that’s the one. I have been lusting for her

Voyeur Officer Tim

It was 3:15am and she was waiting for him to get home from work. He usually pulled into the parking space a little before 3:30am, having worked the 3pm-3am shift at a nearby police department. She was at her window… watching. Her apartment building was directly across the street from his. Both apartment buildings were

Wife sharing with another man

In high school, except for my senior year, I didn’t have a girlfriend. I played in the stage band, hating to share my position with any other trombone player, even though we were all pretty good friends. The band director looked it from an educational position and his goal was to have as many students

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