“First off,” said Cynthia, who was in charge of this bondage/sex party, “let’s get cleaned up.” How Beth and I were going to do that with our hands tied behind our backs, I didn’t know. We were already naked, so that was a step in the right direction. As I entered my mother-in-law's secret sex den in her basement for the first time, I saw that I had underestimated the time and money she and her deceased second husband, Ju...

We became obsessed with Gina, I think, after talking about a threesome with her. Several times, including the morning after we got home from our dinner in Leadville at the saloon where she worked, thoughts of her proved to be a powerful aphrodisiac and sparked some very hot sex. We made a conscious decision to pursue the idea, first by spending time getting to know her better. It wasn’t easy, because she worked over seven...

Picking at the remnants of my Salad Nicoise, I watch Christophe sip his beer, and he tries not to grimace. “Maman does not let me drink alcohol.” I grin, “I am not your mother. Besides, you are seventeen. That is old enough.” He needs the social lubrication, or it will be a very long day. My cold Bellini is a simple pleasure as we sit al fresco. Around us, life continues as the bubbly chit-chat and the clatter of crockery...

Mischievous, Shower play, Makes me stay, In here all day. Slow and tender, Aching need. I try to edge, But craving seed. I jerk your cock, You rub my clit. You don't let up, 'Til you're done with it. You push me up, Against the wall. Then thrust in deep. I take it all. You hold right there, Our eyes lock. My cunt surrounds, Your throbbing cock. My legs caress, Your thrusting hips. Your kiss pressed to, My wanton lips. Ach...

"Do you have the time? I know you still have Catherine, Charlotte, and our three girls to care for." "I'll make the time, even if I have to take Monday off of work." "You'd do that for me and us?" "Of course! You've been nothing but nice to me, and I want you to be happy and satisfied with our time together." "Okay, grab the basket, and let's get down to business," Carmen said with a sexy smirk. I placed the basket in fro...

A couple of days after my little tea party with my wife, Marge, and her naughty friends, I received an email from Sarah, another from her circle, a very respectable schoolteacher in her late forties. Intrigued, I opened it to find a short message with several attachments of Sarah in various stages of undress. She had been talking to Angie, she said, and she wondered if I was available for a tea party she was holding for a...

So for at least a short while, the die was cast. I shared Julie's bed with her since mine resembled a broken-down nag, and as a consequence, we shared regular intimate moments. Correction...make that hours. During the day I continued to help around the house and finish the neglected labors that supposedly were the reason I was here in the first place. Julie had a honeydew list of things that my dad never seemed to get to,...

It has been six or seven weeks since Mr. Wilson (Brian) introduced Geoffrey to Sophie. Wednesday afternoons have become a regular thing. Sophie sucks and wanks both men, and they reward her with two hundred and fifty between them each time. Sophie has been as far as topless. For the last few weeks, she has also pulled her knickers off from under her skirt and handed them to them. They share them on Wednesday and usually,...

I woke up to the feeling of someone watching me. I opened my eyes and Tabby was sitting on the bed, cross-legged and nude, a sly smile on her face. "Well, good morning, Tabby Cat," I croaked, wiping the sleep from my eyes. "Good morning," she replied softly. "Did you have a good sleep?" "Very," I admitted. "Me, too," she agreed, giving me a big grin. "So good." She put her hand on my waist and slowly moved her fingers to...