We’d driven hard and stopped late, wanting to get to Wilmington, NC early enough the next day to get to the beach. Unfortunately, where we stopped, a Little League baseball tournament was going on and all of the chain hotels were booked solid. A friendly clerk at one of them referred us to a local, privately owned hotel, the Colonial Inn, that he said was clean and nice – and it turned out he was right. We checked in with...

He had a seriously large cock. Nude beaches do take the guesswork out of things, and he was hung… and he seemed to love showing it off. Women approaching him to have their picture taken with him – usually prompted by their husbands - and then fondling or pretending to suck his cock, affirmed his ego. The weird dynamic was how frequently it was the husband, often visibly aroused, encouraging his wife to move closer, to tou...

Gina’s plan worked to perfection, both of us able to do a little bit of extortion and arm-twisting to get the weekend after July Fourth off from our jobs, so we let everyone know that our party was planned for then. We’d sort of set it up so that everyone could show up when they wished, but if they came up on Friday night were welcome to spend the weekend with us, or even just the one night if they couldn’t show up until...

The scent of his cologne and the big bulge in his snug jeans, as he measured for new countertops, was putting ideas in my head. When he bent over the table with a calculator and pad to “run the numbers," I excused myself. When he called out, “I’m all set here,” I returned, stark naked. His eyes widened. “How much?” “Uhhh, just, uh, under $4,700.” “Wow, that’s a lot!” I leaned into him, opening his fly and slipping a hand...

I was lying there naked, bathed in sweat. The room was warm, but the sweat was half due to pain and half to arousal… okay, maybe ten percent due to pain and ninety percent to arousal; it didn’t hurt like it had the first time, not now that I’d gotten waxed many times, but the process was necessarily intimate. That first time I’d only gotten a French wax, but oh boy, ouch – and I’m not terribly hairy. I can’t imagine what...

Sometimes, I felt bad, like maybe I was just using him for sex, considering only my selfish needs. I finally decided to ask him. “Bobby, do you ever feel like I’m just using you for sex, to satisfy my own endless horniness?” “Mmmfff, rfnn, indf mnn. Ur fee arime. Arr orr errrs.” I rose up and looked down at his wet, cum-streaked, handsome face. “I’m sorry... what?” “I said, no, it’s fine, use me anytime. I’m all yours.” I...

We’d met just over a month ago and seemed to have instant chemistry. We’d been fucking for about three weeks – not non-stop, of course, taking time out for meals and to go to work, etcetera, but at every possible opportunity. He was great in the sack, creative and generous, not to mention nicely endowed, and I’d tried to give back as good as I got, but since my orgasms outnumbered his by a factor of probably five to one o...

Foolproof! Not that all guys are fools, but it works just as well on the ones that are as it does on the more advanced ones. It’s as if it had some magnetic power or its own gravitational field that pulls men in and keeps them orbiting around it. It seems to mesmerize them, making them helpless to resist… or, more likely, if they are one of the bright ones, they’ve read my intent correctly and have no desire to resist. Th...

"Fuck, we're about to be passed! Big pickup." I didn't care; my head was down in his lap, his cock in my mouth, so they'd only see the back of my head bobbing, blond hair mussed. "You need to stop, cover me..." "Uhh-uh." I'd worked for this, and he was about to come! "Fuck, babe, they're right next to us... She's looking!" He throbbed, then suddenly he was spurting into my mouth! I finished, letting cum dribble down my ch...

He wore only denim cutoffs and work boots, his powerful body slick with sweat; his shirt hung on the gate as he worked in my garden, oblivious to me watching from above. My mind on a flight of fantasy, touching myself, I was shocked when I opened my eyes only to find him now watching me! I hesitated, but then continued, turning to give him a better view. He smiled as he lowered his zipper, freeing his proud, rampant manho...

Gina had talked me into my first tattoo, a small honu just above my right ankle. Todd, her tattoo artist, was of Polynesian descent, Hawaiian and Samoan, and the honu, or sea turtle symbol, stylized in black ink, was one of his specialties. I’d loved it, and when Gina went back a few weeks later for what would be her fifth tattoo, I let them talk me into my second. This time, he did a bumblebee, shaded to look three-dimen...

The following morning, after showering the sex off ourselves, we stripped the bed and headed down for breakfast. I know Sherry realizes we have sex in their guest bed, but for some reason, I’m a little self-conscious about leaving cum-stained sheets on the bed for her to change – or worse, she could send one of their teenagers in to strip it! I left them in the laundry room on our way by. As he often does when we visit, T...

Sherry and I hatched the plot together, although I will admit that I was the instigator – and that I held a few things back, hoping to surprise her. Sherry is my brother Tom’s wife, and they’re probably my favorites of my four brothers and their spouses, although I’ll deny saying that if anyone quotes me. I do love them all, but Sherry and Tom are special. Tom and I were always very close growing up, him being only two ye...

“I can totally see your bra through that shirt.” “I know, that’s why I had to wear one. This blouse is a little gauzier than I thought.” It was holiday red, and low-cut, but more sheer than it had appeared in the store’s lighting. Coupled with my short, black skirt with gold metallic highlights, a small Poinsettia pin, and my black Jimmy Choos with their four-inch heels, it made a perfect Christmas party ensemble. It also...

Thank goodness the pandemic is over because I was the twelfth woman to take the stripper's hard cock in my mouth. It was such a beautiful cock, though, that none of us could resist! I'm sure there were many wet pussies in the room, something a lot of husbands should appreciate later. He was about to move on, but when I felt his sudden throb, I knew I'd won the coveted prize. I took the first spurts in my mouth, but then l...