I was born in 1951. So this is a story of how things were before cell phones and the Internet, in an era of almost zero available sexual knowledge and even parents hesitated to talk to their kids about sex. I learned from rumors and friends' tall tales. To compound the problem, I was a late bloomer, a naïve, immature man-child. I was only 5’10”, 190 lbs as a high school senior, not maturing until my sophomore year of coll...

It was still light, but dusk was casting long shadows across the room; as the sun fell, the temperature followed suit, so we’d closed the French doors and lit the wood burner, which crackled gently in the background as we chatted. We were occupying either end of the sofa, nursing our third glass of wine each after a supper of quiche and salad. There was a charge in the air, relaxed but expectant, the sense that we were pr...

My cell phone rang on my way to my morning class. It was Jane. “Hi, Donny. You coming over tonight?” “Of course,” I said. “I have to study, and, well, I have to jerk off, too, you know.” “Great! I just wanted to let you know what tonight’s theme will be, so you’d be ready.” Jane and I were Beat-Off Buddies, you see. We never had sex with each other, or even kissed or touched each other or anything. My girlfriend, Donna, g...

I dropped my backpack on the empty desk in Jane and Britney's dorm room. Britney never used it. She was always out whoring around all over campus. "Do you have a lot of studying to do tonight?" asked Jane. She was standing across the room from me in her usual study outfit: a long floppy t-shirt, shorts, and her sexy librarian glasses. She was barefoot, and her toenails were as bright red as her fingernails. Her long, thic...

Ash had been up late with a confusing mix of thoughts. On the one hand, there was the kiss. They’d never kissed like that before. There had been a few experimental kisses back in college, while they were still exploring their boundaries. But those never had the heat or the passion they’d shared yesterday. What did it mean? Was she catching feelings? Was he? How would happen when he flew home after this week? Was this stil...

Jane was sitting on her dorm room bed, naked, furiously rubbing her clit with her middle finger. Her perky breasts were jiggling on her chest, and her pussy was glistening with her moist juices. Her gaze was focused: she was staring across the room at my erect cock. I was sitting on the other dorm bed, also naked, and stroking my stiff dick with one hand while squeezing my balls with the other. My eyes were glued to Jane'...

When Tony arrived at her office the next day, she was stuck on a never-ending phone call. She waved him into the room, motioning for him to shut the door, and making a “won’t stop talking” gesture at the phone. He nodded knowingly and wandered over to the couch. “Okay, Linda, I’ve gotta wrap this up. I’ve got… Yes… Uh-huh.” Linda was the HR rep in the Springfield office. She was a very nice person, and great at her job, b...

Ash wasn’t surprised when Tony texted the next day asking if she wanted to get lunch again. They’d had a very nice time together. He paid for her food with his per diem. They chatted about college. He gave her a polite hug, the kind you’d give to an old friend you were just seeing briefly while you were in town. He said goodbye as if he wouldn’t see her again anytime soon. She smiled, kissed him on the cheek, and didn’t b...

“Knock-knock!” The man standing in her doorway had tousled hair, a crooked grin, and twinkling eyes that she knew well. “Tony!” Ash jumped up from her desk, pulled him into her office, and closed the door. “You’re here! It’s so good to see you!” She wrapped her arms around him for a hug, but he stiffened in surprise, and she felt something firm poking against her hip. “What’s…?” She looked down and grinned. “Oh! Well, hel...

The sexual tension between Rachel, my daughter, and me had been building for days. Yet despite that, I never could have imagined waking up in the middle of the night to find her masturbating in the same room as me. Rachel convinced me to take her to Miami as a way for me to connect with myself and let loose away from the prying eyes of our community. I could never have imagined letting loose would include the two of us ma...

Game Day Sandra sat on the bed pouting, hunched over with her cleavage revealed underneath her silk robe. She’d thought he was joking when he mentioned in passing that he might head over to a long-time friend’s house for the big playoff game. Unfortunately for her, she watched from her position on the bed as Jay searched through his clothes for a sweater, using one hand while the other held his phone, playing the game lea...

Jen lay in bed naked. She had just gotten out of the hot tub, dried off, and was still enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. With her legs spread, pussy lips puffy, and clit still sensitive, Jen once again lost herself in her teenage memories. Oh, what a slut she was back then, fucking everyone willing to share a bed with her, regardless of what they had between their legs. Jen had mellowed out and gotten wiser over the y...

His job took him around the world, and he thoroughly enjoyed it. The downside was the amount of time he had to stay in hotels. Russ was currently staying in a hotel not far from the airport, where he was working. His room was at the end of the corridor. As a frequent guest, he had been upgraded. The only issue was that he was also a smoker. So he had to go outside the hotel whenever he wanted a cigarette. He worked at str...