It had been about a week since the Peterson’s had moved across the street from my family. Even though their time here has been short, they’ve already proven themselves to be friendly people. The widowed Mrs. Peterson was always inviting me and my wife, Sherri, over for cookies or a quick board game. Wanting to return the hospitality, we invited the Petersons over to join our small family’s annual Fourth of July backyard b...

We made the trek back to his cherry red sports car, which radiated with heat waves in the summer sun. If I had stuck to the leather seats on the way to the garden, that was nothing compared to the sensation now. We exchanged glances and petted each other through our clothes, which were effectively drenched by now in sweat, while they drove out of the garden parking lot and through the winding roads of the rest of the park...

Barbara knocked at the door of forty-seven Acacia Avenue and breathed a sigh of relief. With only an overnight suitcase for the whole weekend in tow, she leaned through the car window and paid the taxi fare. By the time she had turned to face the front door her mother was beaming at her, arms outstretched waiting for that hug. Her father stood behind waiting his turn. The hug seemed to go on for ages. “I can hardly get cl...

Collin Remembering I always looked forward to Cindy’s summer party. That’s where I met Beth. When I walked into the basement, she was standing by the foot of the stairs. I had to peek down the white blouse she was wearing, very nice. The rest of her outfit consisted of a form-fitting pair of pants and short heels. I thought to myself, the guy she’s with must be a gorilla. A girl this cute could not be alone. I went to the...

My wife Ann and I have been married for more than thirty years. It had been over the past few years that I began to experience issues in the bedroom. They were subtle at first but only got worse over time. Our sex life, which once was vibrant and exciting, had slowed to a trickle. Ann seemed okay with the situation, but I knew that wasn’t true. She had been only with me, which made things more important. She had crossed t...

It was a hot summer day. The girl sat on the park bench, her feet dangling off the edge of the bench. She wore a short skirt and sandals, her legs were bare and smooth. Her shirt was light and airy, and it billowed in the breeze. She had long brown hair that fell in waves down her back, framing her face perfectly. Her eyes were a deep blue that seemed to sparkle in the sunlight. The girl's skin was a warm, golden brown fr...

It was a typical Friday afternoon. I was an 18 year old high school senior, and at that moment, I was sitting in the basement with my two good friends, Chuck and Kyle. We were goofing around when Chuck suggested we play Truth or Dare. "Truth or Dare?" I asked Kyle. "Okay, truth this time," Kyle answered. "What's the most dangerous thing you have ever done?" I asked him. "Uh... well..." "Come on, you've definitely done a l...

My knees tremble a little as I settle into place across the desk. I stretch my arms out, grasp the edge of the table and rest my head on them. I hear the cane swish through the air, a warmup for his arm. He flips my skirt up, baring my buttocks. The anticipation is wonderful. He manages to land the fourth stroke directly on the site of the third one. The pain is exquisite, but I'm damper with each stroke. After the sixth...

"Hey, Brooke," I said as I gently tapped her shoulder. "Would you like to go to the school dance with me?" "No," was her response followed by an annoyed look of disgust on her face. Who could blame her? She and her sisters were all knockouts; a genetic gift given to them by their mother. I was just a skinny-ass kid with a bad acne problem who had no business asking out one of the hottest girls in school. I looked to the o...

A truck pulled into the driveway. I wondered if this was the landscaping company I called. The lady got out of the truck, clipboard in hand, and was already surveying the place. She didn’t say a word for a good fifteen minutes before she walked up to me. “You the owner, Mr. Lawton?” “Yes, I am, and you are?” “I’m Stacy, I’m from Landscapes Design. What effects are you looking for?” “I want a nice front yard I can be proud...

They met at the athletics meet. Both were dressed revealingly. His vest emphasized his biceps. Hers bared her stomach. Both wore high, tight shorts. Each admired the other's muscular legs. Her sex drive overcame her anxiety about not knowing him well, which vanished when his penis entered her vagina. He took his time. They exchanged smiles as he thrust gently inside her. Forty minutes later, he was fucking her vigorously,...

Moonless night. Dark the beach and the sea which was lovingly warm as Dena relished the way it streamed over her naked breasts as she swam, giving extra meaning to the term ‘breaststroke’. A good swimmer, this was Dena’s first experience of skinny-dipping. Ray’s crafty idea. He’d wanted to have her naked body against his for so long. The three times they had fucked so far, had been in mostly hurried, partially clothed sit...