“Um, Okay…” I said, but my focus was split between trying to speak, what just happened with Izabella, and the stunning body of Tanica. Not staring was not an option. Her bountiful breasts sucked in my gaze like nothing I had ever seen before. Tanica giggled. Her sharp but lovely accent was music to my ears, “You look as though you have never seen a woman before.” Suddenly, my shame and embarrassment were enough to drop my...

My wife Tina and I were still in college. We had our own apartment since we were married. I was the envy of every college boy. Tina was beautiful. She had a very shapely body even though she was athletic. Her most eye catching feature was her breasts. She had very large, cone shaped torpedo tits. They just stood straight out defying gravity. All men and even many women just stared at her breasts. We both loved the attenti...

I bumped and rolled in the sack as I was dragged along the forest for what felt like hours. It had been long enough that I stopped wondering about who kidnapped me and why, but I could only ponder over my own ailments. The cuts, bruises, and broken bones I sustained in the capture and the travel since. It was only weeks prior that I had set out on my adventure, leaving my village and family behind. Being eighteen now, I h...

They returned three days after their daughter had her oral desires filled, and I'd not seen her since. I'd spotted his car, but not seen either of them. I did wonder whether he'd told her he'd sucked me off in the garage. I was also a little curious about whether their daughter had told her mum anything too. I doubted she'd tell her dad. It's not a father/daughter conversation, not in my head at least. That being said, no...

When I was seventeen, my scout troop went on a camping trip to the Badlands. Our troop had two person tents and would pair us up with someone in our age range, I was partnered with Jeff; about the same age as I was. After the campfire, everybody went to their tents for the night; we got ready for bed, it was still a very warm evening. Both of us decided to sleep in just our underwear; Jeff told me he borrowed a Penthouse...

Truisms abound. They are meant to be insightful but are often plain common sense, more obvious than astute. Such a truism came to mind with an unexpected experience I had a few years ago. When I think back to what transpired this truism replays itself in my mind: Life is full of surprises. About fifteen years ago my then dating partner introduced me to a small circle of friends. Of the four new acquaintances, one was name...

Peter and Chloe took turns drying each other off, the water glugging and sputtering down the drain, the residue of bath bubbles mixed with a concoction of semen and sweat. Chloe ran naked to the bed all giddy with giggles, jumping on it light as a feather, letting the box springs bounce her body up and down until they ran out of energy. “God, I can still feel my pussy tingling.” Peter looked over his shoulder with a smile...

Do you remember the night in the car? We had a long drive home from a friend's kickback. All night long, you had been whispering in my ear what you would do to me when we got home. How you want to strip me naked, throw me on the bed, and ravish every bit of me. You told me what you wanted to do with your fingers on my body, my breasts, my ass, my pussy. I would be talking to someone, and you would walk up and whisper in m...

All this happened during summer break of my sophomore year in college. I was back home for the summer until fall semester started. I'm not sure why I spied on them that night because I'd never had any sexual thoughts about any of my family members. It just kind of happened. I still think about it sometimes, and the memory is still fresh. It was a little after midnight on some random July Wednesday night in a suburb of a l...

Dear Diary, The subway! It's a world unto itself - a combo of sweaty armpits, stale air, and regrettable cologne choices. I'm shaking as I write this. My heart is pounding just like those uncertain moments I had in school playing goalkeeper and we had the decisive penalty kicks back during the conference finals. I’m still thinking of those touches. Damn! The electricity of the unexpected is etched into my consciousness. I...

Many women wear those super-tight yoga pants riding up the crotch. I call them painted-on pants. I also want to mention those low-rise, revealing shirts that show off most of the jug skin above the nipples, too. Those other young women without bras, with their glorious nipples poking out through their shirts (a new fad I happen to love). Of course, many of the same girls also hang their asses out of their shorts. Great! I...

Simone, my neighbor and friend, turned eighteen in the summer of 1986, right after we graduated from high school. Though she had a party planned for the following Saturday, she and her parents invited me to join them for a celebratory dinner at a nice restaurant on Wednesday, which was her actual birthday. After we got back to her house that evening, she and I headed upstairs to her bedroom, while her parents remained dow...