After cleaning up from some morning phone sex, I joined my old friend Susan for a ride on the L Train to the Lincoln Park area of Chicago for brunch with her old college roommate, Sandy. I told Susan about the talk with my wife and that Delaney and I agreed it was OK to have sex with other people as long as we were open about it and shared plenty of hot details. “Well that certainly opens up all sort of opportunities, doe...

The morning after I sprayed my cum all over my childhood best friend, I knew I needed to talk with my wife. I was feeling guilty for thinking she was a cheating whore when all she was doing was the same thing I would do, given the opportunity. Over the course of our 6-year marriage, we had engaged in many threesomes and an orgy or two. But we'd never had "the talk" about fucking other people when the other was not around....

I woke on Saturday morning to the smell of coffee and my wife in a t-shirt and panties watching me. We exchanged a hot "Good morning, sexy," kiss, I got a cup of coffee and took a quick shower. I was ready to get on the road for the six-hour drive to Chicago to see my old high school debate partner and friend, Susan. Delaney, my petite, sexy wife, carried my bag to the car, stuck her tongue down my throat during another p...

I did not want to attend the Christmas party for my wife's company. She did HR for a software engineering firm, and I didn't understand any of the shop talk. She insisted we go and promised me unlimited drinks and a good roll in the hay when we got home. We got dressed in fancy clothes and took an Uber to the historic hotel where the holiday debauchery would unfold. After initial introductions, we split off, as we often d...

A few weeks after the lusty age-gap four-some. I was shocked to see that both the Johnson's house and the Crawford's house next door were for sale. I knocked on the doors as I delivered papers, and no one answered; odd since I knew my MILF lover and her mother were nearly always home. The day the moving vans arrived, my friend Steve and I sat in my car across the street and watched, hoping to see Mrs. Johnson or her mom,...

After a short rest on the cum soaked carpeting, Mrs. Crawford suggested we move the party to the bedroom, "for a proper fucking," as she put it. I watched in awe as this grandmother, Jerry, with short-cropped hair and luscious G-cup breasts walked naked across the room and down the hall, her tight wide ass a lovely sight to behold. My adolescent playmate Steve followed quickly and I helped Candi, Mrs. Crawford's hot thirt...

The paper route customers returned from their vacation about a week after the late-night pool party. I made sure there was no evidence of our little orgy so the Johnsons and the Crawfords continued to think of me as a responsible teenager they could trust to keep an eye out on their ritzy homes while they were gone. When it was collection time for the paper -- I went door to door to my 100 customers each month to collect...

As soon as I heard that two of my paper route customers would be gone, I put in motion plans for a clothing-optional pool party at one of their mansions overlooking the Mighty Mississippi River. This would not be the first time, but with many of our group getting ready to go off to college soon, I was hoping this would be one for the ages. I was reeling from the incest fantasy fuck with Mrs. Candace Johnson when she told...

The little sleepover with two equally horny playmates the other day left my testicles drained and I mostly sleepwalked through the week. I woke up Saturday morning knowing I needed to mow a couple of lawns on what was promising to be a sweltering late-summer day. But then I remembered that one of the lawns belonged to hot Mrs. Candace Johnson. My morning wood surged, and my nut juice stirred. I headed for the shower. The...

I beat off again when I got home from the late-night newspaper run, images of the lustful coupling I had witnessed stuck in my brain, and I still woke up Sunday morning as horny as I remembered. The scene of Candace Johnson cumming all over her husband’s massive dick, her big tits heaving and her wide hips rotating were all I could think of. My brain was telling my cock to grow hard, remain hard and shoot some more come....

When I was a senior in high school, my hometown had a newspaper that came out in the afternoon five days a week and again on Sunday mornings. To avoid working at fast-food like my friends, I opted to be a paperboy, delivering the paper to about 100 homes in the ritzy part of town. It was the perfect after school job Monday through Friday. The money was great, the hours good and the rewards were more than a horny seventeen...

It took my cock and my libido several days to recover from the wild orgy at neighbor Debbie's house. The two of us ended the evening with a rousing incestual romp with her two teenage daughters after frolicking in the hot tub once the guests had either passed out or left for home. I could never have imagined the passion I experienced and watched that night. I let my imagination run wild as to what was to continue to happe...

There was so much happening at our little community orgy that it was hard to keep track of it all. Young and old, black and white, men and women, women and women, men and men. Holes stretched and holes filled. Gallons of cum spilled and swallowed. It was a glorious night to be part of so many people sharing so much. I made my way to the bar -- I needed a double after the lusty scene I had just been a part of -- and contin...

As I made my way from the sisters’ room after our orgy-starting liaison, I came to one firm conclusion: sex is like a universal language. I was in awe, and damn horny, too, as I encountered our diverse neighborhood coming, and cumming, together. In an era when people don’t talk with their neighbors and hide behind privacy fences, it’s refreshing to know my neighborhood is more than just friendly. It’s intimate, open-minde...

Word of mouth let people in the neighborhood know about the planned carnal capers at Debbie's. We talked about limiting the guest list, but as we spread the word, first one and then another neighbor suggested inviting others who were open-minded, safe, horny, and not afraid to let it all hang out in front of strangers. I helped Debbie and the girls get their house ready, making sure we had clean sheets on the beds and sof...