In March my divorce was final and my best friend suggested a trip to Las Vegas to celebrate. We made plans and in early April we took our trip. It was my friend, her 24 year old son and myself. Once in Vegas we spent the first couple of days visiting the different casinos and…
“What are you doing up?” “I couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d join you for a swim. Thought you could teach me butterfly stroke..” “I can’t really do that, it’s pretty hard.” I was lying, I just didn’t want to give him reason for physical contact. He swam over to the opposite end of the…
One day, my neighbor Olivia stopped by my house to get a movie she wanted to borrow from my sister. My sister was at dance practice that day and my parents were at work so it was just me and Olivia. She was acting pretty strange that day. She asked if anyone else was home…
My man and I had finished our shower and he is sitting in the dining area reading the paper with just a towel around his waist. His friend Tony is visiting and is sitting across from him. I come up behind him and run my hands over his back and into his hair. He leans…
First times are never what you expect them to be, mine certainly was not. I was 19, 5 10 blonde and with blue eyes. The newish world internet was but a dial-up away and I had learned of the joys of cybersex, but not the real thing. In many ways the ease of how you…
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Author’s Note: This story “Giving Carl Oral” was posted but removed for editing, I now have corrected the grammar and spelling. I would like to thank Lisa my editor for proofing this story. Lisa’s editorial comments helped me to find the weak spots in the story line helping me to make the necessary. I have…
“Unbutton another button.” My husband’s eyes were twinkling. It was that silly promise I had made to do anything he asked for one week. He knew that when I was on the brink of an orgasm I would agree to anything and he had me right on the edge when he had suggested it. Now…
There was a young woman that I met while working my first job, at age 16. We’ll call her ‘H’. She was beautiful with long dark hair, brown eyes, glowing white skin. ‘H’ was 21 years old, 4’11” with cantaloupe sized breasts and a mother’s soft stomach. ‘H’ had an independent personality and a laugh…
We had been looking forward to returning to our dream house on St. Kitts and the ferry could not chug through the bay fast enough. We had stumbled across this piece of paradise a year earlier and had booked nine days of doing next to nothing. We snorkeled, sunned our naked bodies, ate at every…
Elaine’s Top 5 The culture of sex has changed a lot in my lifetime. Twenty years ago Lush would not have worked. Even if the Web had existed, we wouldn’t have had the same degree of openness. Photos and clips that are fun today would have been judged as gross, filthy, immoral, and in some…
Hi all, I have been thinking about a story to write, I no longer need to think. This past Friday, an event took place that I believe will interest you. It will be a short story, but a hot one, I hope. We’ve had record warmth for the month of March here. Some days last week…
Hillary was a young woman who was lined up with the typical values of her peer group. At nineteen years of age she had found the path to finding her personal path to bliss. Her first dorm room mate was instrumental in expanding the awareness of how broad the scope of self pleasuring could be….
“My name is Michael,” I responded as I struggled while getting myself back together. I instinctively extended my hand. He grasped it but his grip was hardly what you would expect from a cowboy. “Joe,” he said now going laconic on me, after being so expressive sexually a mere minute ago. He was obviously uncomfortable now…
My adventure began while attending a week long conference in the Fall of 2010. The week was filled with meetings and seminars, with evenings free to socalize with friends and fellow conference attendees. For me it was also a needed break from a marriage of several years which had become somewhat strained due to my husbands drinking…
It started while sitting on the living room couch. Sara—our babysitter, Beth—her friend, and me. I was back from my evening out, my wife was out of town, and the kids were downstairs, sound asleep. Sara lives next door with her parents and has been a family friend and our sitter for quite a while….