Rose was a slut. At least, that's what everyone seemed to think. If you listened to guys on base, she had banged every guy on base. Even I had been convinced to stay away or catch untold STDs. That is until one night, I got trapped with her as a tropical storm blew through. Our dates had bailed on us; there was nowhere to go without getting soaked, so we talked for hours. I found out that ninety percent of her reputation...

John stared across the street at the motel. Four friends had told him what he'd see, but he still didn't believe his eyes. Mary, his wife of fifteen years, embraced and kissed another man. The kiss wasn't like the kisses she had been giving him lately. No, this was a kiss of deep passion. The kind of kiss, if he thought really hard, the memory would picture in his mind. It was the same kiss she had given him many times at...

The first three days of our stay were pretty tame in the sex department. Jean Francois worked the girls hard to teach them to ski or ski better. They all complained of pains in places they didn’t know existed, but they were all skiing like pros by day four. Connie, Sue, and I all opted for traditional skis, whereas Rachel, Heather, Melly, and Brandi chose snowboards. While Melly and I were highly proficient skiers, Rachel...

I can’t really say that strip clubs are my thing. I mean, I like looking at beautiful women almost as much as looking at hot men. It’s just that when it comes to sex, I’m much more of a doer than I am a voyeur. That, and most clubs tend to cater to only men, and women just get ignored. And me, I don’t particularly appreciate being ignored. For some reason, though, my husband Mike wouldn’t let it go, and after the umpteent...

The ranch was everything Caleb had claimed. A 600-acre lush, green Texas ranch, although it was more forest than pasture like most ranches. Caleb claimed two pastures were about one hundred acres each that had cattle. By running cattle, the ranch was able to keep taxes low. The entrance was a nondescript electronic gate set between two white concrete walls, and the entire ranch was surrounded by a twelve-foot chain-link f...

Over the next couple of months, the COVID restrictions began to lift, and we started to venture out. Jessie was very affectionate and even salacious in public with me. Christy told me on the side one day that Jessie was announcing to the world in her not-so-subtle way that I was hers, and she was going to make sure everyone knew it. Christy seemed to be a little depressed around that time, and after inquiry, she told me R...

The days, weeks, and months that followed went back to our new normal. The only clothing worn in the house was the apron, and an occasional shirt for zoom calls. Cory and I would wear shorts to mow the front lawn, but the backyard was a clothing-free zone. We kept robes at the front door, but we were the Dixon family nudist colony most of the time. Ron and Jade were infrequent visitors during the week but were always ther...

Have you ever gotten to that point in life where you just had to ask yourself, how the hell did I get from there to here? Divorce, twenty-two years of my life, and that day as I signed my final divorce papers, I just couldn’t understand how I ended up at that point. I was Jeff Dixon, a forty-two-year-old divorced electrical engineer with little to show for it. Oh, I know how the divorce happened. Mr. Five-forty-five, as m...

It was supposed to be another good weekend at the cabin. Rob and I had invited our best friends Mike and Laura, but Laura fell ill and canceled at the last minute. I had gotten myself worked up at the prospect of a weekend of torrid sex with our friends, so to say the least, I was disappointed. I brought a few of my toys, so I knew Rob and I would still have a lot of fun. We got to the cabin early Friday evening, and afte...

The couple of weeks following Thanksgiving were mostly uneventful; we all had semester finals to study for and complete. The night we got home, Brandi pretty much turned me every which way but loose, but the only other sex the girls and I had was the odd quickie. The girls had packed everything but the kitchen sink for our trip to Switzerland. The pilot had told them one big bag and one small bag each. They all went out a...

You think you’ve got problems; try being a lesbian in the home of a Fundamentalist Christian pastor. My name is Lesley, and I realized in my early teens that I wasn’t attracted to boys. I didn’t hate boys mind you, it’s just when my girlfriends were all swooning over hot guys, I couldn’t see what was so great. My brother Toby and me were also best friends. He was a year older, but we had played together since we could wal...

My college roommate was a shmuck, a womanizing pretty boy that would fuck any woman he could stick his pathetic little pecker in. Yes, I lived with the guy, so yes, I’d seen his dick. I would guess a bit smaller than average, but he seemed to be successful with it. By the end of our first semester, I had counted at least twenty. I rarely saw the same one twice, but there were a few of the less attractive girls that would...

[Heathers Narration] Sue and I came from the running a path around the ranch perimeter when Mrs. Donner came up behind us and invited us both for a relaxing sauna. I tried to make a polite exit by saying I really needed a shower. “Nonsense,” Katherine exclaimed. “You mise well take a sauna first, it will relax those tired muscles.” I had been dreading the conversation I had known was coming. I didn’t know why, I didn’t ha...

The field was bright red, poppy, I sometimes thought, what an evil word. Three years in the dusty poppy fields of Afghanistan, a touch of beauty when they bloom in such a desolate place. The colors in Afghanistan were mostly purple or white. Here, I laid in a field of bright red upon a red and white checkered blanket. The future Mrs. Staff Sargent bouncing up and down on my stiff cock. She had waited three years, with her...

Only in my dreams could I conceive what is happening. I must be dreaming, this can’t be real, can it? I wake from the dream of having sex with my wife. A dream I now realize, because my wife had died two years ago. The dream is of my wife twenty-years-younger, but I'm the age I am now. I'm still groggy from sleep, but the dream seems to continue in my mind, as I'm feeling intense pleasure in my groin. I run my hand under...