My First Time

It was a warm spring day as I drove my car my thoughts racing like the miles. I was due to meet him in 15 minutes, and I was excited as hell. My first time meeting him this man I knew so well.

I had decided I’d dress cool and casual. Wearing tight black jeans, short silver tee, and my favorite velvet jacket. I smiled to myself knowing I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. “Why” you ask, because I knew what was going to happen as soon as I met him. Even over electronic wires you can sense someone’s passion about them and for you. Read the rest of this entry »

Tara Ch. 01

*Chapter 1: : Homebase*

“What?” I exclaimed as I spun around from the coffee maker with my fresh cup of coffee and stared drop jawed at my husband Art. The motion made my robe gape open just enough for him to see my cleavage. I pulled the top of my robe together to keep his mind on the conversation at hand. One glimpse of any breast and the man’s mind was gone.

“I said he watched them and that’s how Jones got the promotion over Samuels.”

” Unbelievable. So your grandfatherly looking boss, Mr. King, is a dirty old man, huh? What in the hell will you have to do before you interview as head of marketing?” Read the rest of this entry »

Our First Playtime

I should start at the beginning of it all, so our point of view can be understood. Our names are Angela and Bill, we are what in some circles are referred to as swingers or lifestyle people. Simply put, we like the idea of multiple partners during sex, however for us it is more than just mindless heartless sex. We are not into the fuck and flee sex that so many of our fellow swingers seem to enjoy. We need something deeper, something with more soul to it. We need to establish that mental connection with what we call our playmates. One could safely say we expect more from the couples with whom we choose to be involved. Read the rest of this entry »

Spring Break

Spring break is always the best time of the year, at least I think so. This year, it had worked out where my spring break was the same as the colleges. Usually, my high school doesn”t break at the same time. I took this to be an omen that I should go and have a little fun. When I told my parents I was going to spend the week with my friend Heather, they weren”t that happy. But, I reminded them, gently, that I was eighteen and, legally, I didn”t need their permission. My parents raised me to be independent. I guess they were starting to question their parenting decisions at this point. Either way, I packed up my things, drove to Heather”s and picked her up. Heather had told her parents she was staying me. Actually, we were going to Palm Springs for the week. Read the rest of this entry »

Suburban Passions

I mostly cruised the personals because that’s how I got my kicks. If I was feeling sexually frustrated, I would leverage the vast power of the internet for the grist that kept the wheels of my libido turning. Still images, movies, erotica, text; it was all there and in every niche.

Like all solitary perverts, I fantasized about having a partner who would fulfill my personal needs. But I was a miserable romantic partner and realized, at my core, I was a lone degenerate. Having accepted it, I came to embrace it. Monogamy requires lots of things. At the very least, it requires a person to commit to a sexual identification and I wasn’t even willing to do that much. I probably enjoyed sex with women most, but I hooked up with guys more often – they’re just much easier. Read the rest of this entry »

Surprise at Summer Camp

My girlfriend Marla and I had gotten jobs at the same summer camp, and after spending the year at our different colleges with only an occasional weekend together, I was bursting with joy that my incessant days of chronic horniness would soon be coming to an end. I was looking forward to a relaxing summer in the mountains with days of sun and fresh air, surrounded by lots of girls in shorts and tank tops, and nights filled with Marla’s tasty wet pussy. Several years beforehand as a college freshman I discovered that tonguing a girl to orgasm not only was the best way to keep her returning to your bed, but turned me on as well. I would get harder and harder as my lovers moaned their way to orgasm. Besides, it seemed natural for them to return the oral favors. Read the rest of this entry »

An Online Encounter Turns Real

Valerie led what she considered a rather boring life. She was in her 50’s, her children were all grown and married and had been out of the house for sometime. Valerie’s husband George was a farmer and spent most of his time out in the fields and working on the land allowing little time to be spent with his wife.

On the surface, Valerie seemed to be a fairly normal, calm, conservative person. Always willing to lend a hand should any family or friends need anything and never asked much for her. This is how most viewed Valerie however inside she was a very different person. Read the rest of this entry »

The Kayak

The secluded, rock enclosed little beach was a perfect retreat from the daily grind. Daphne was so very glad she had finally submitted to her secretary’s pleas for her to take some time off. Running a fast paced modeling agency was exciting and very fulfilling, but she now understood the need for some down time. This wonderful summer house in the San Juan Island chain in the northern Puget sound area was just perfect. She could just kick back, enjoy the weather, as well as the perfect seclusion created by the rocky enclaves on either side of this wonderful little beach. No one could get to this beach by land without having to come through the locked gate on the driveway. Read the rest of this entry »

Pool Party

Tammy and I were hanging out at Steph”s house late one afternoon, as we often do. Steph”s parents have a big two-story house only a couple blocks from campus, and it”s a nice place to escape the dorm scene for awhile. We were lounging in Steph”s bedroom, drinking coke and sharing some gossip.

Steph mentioned that her parents were going away on vacation next week. Tammy, who never misses an opportunity, blurted out, “You are so lucky—you get the whole place to yourself, to do whatever you like. Party week!” Read the rest of this entry »

Hot For Teacher

“This one is dedicated to everyone who has taken the time to write. You rock!”

“Please step into my office and shut the door Miss Monroe. Have a seat. I want to go over your quarter-end scores with you.” Professor Haan was a tall man with light brown hair and a masculine build. His features were relatively non-descript, but he had sex appeal. He also had expressive green eyes that sent shivers up Terry’s spine whenever he looked at her. He presented a conservative manner, but she sensed that he could get a serious freak on if allowed to express himself. She was about to learn this too. Read the rest of this entry »