Summer had come a bit too early in Afer's city, a large world-class city with a beach nearby. At the age of twenty-six, Afer had grown apart from his old friends and was now spending most of the days by himself. Given the amount of vacation time he was taking, Afer realized that he had time to burn. Despite his age, Afer was doing well for himself financially and was on his way to making even more.  Looking out on one sum...

A drop of sweat dripped over my temple and landed on my pillow while I swatted hopelessly at the darkness in front on my face. It felt like I was being robbed of my sanity by the persistent high-pitched hum of the mosquitos floating around my head. In my fitful state, I fantasised what Emily’s shapely legs would feel like wrapped around me with my cock deep inside her. ‘This is hopeless; I can’t sleep.’ I thought. I was o...

John was my boyfriend for nearly five years. In that time we only both went to stay with my family once. We were both twenty-two; my old childhood room still only had a single bed. When I was about sixteen I broke the door in a fit of teenage anger. It didn't close and we had no real privacy. To make things worse, the house wasn't huge, the walls were thin and my parents were always at home. There was never a moment alone...

Entwined among a mass of sweaty bodies, they were floodlit in neon possibility. She was grinding her ass against him. Timekeeping. He lifted her skirt and rubbed his hardened cock between her thigh gap, threatening entry. The club’s pulse throbbed. It vibrated through muscle and bone. They were completely surrounded, yet all alone. Teeth cut into the glistening skin of her bare neck. She was drenching, soaked through her...

Its been almost six months that I’ve been living on the farm with Lexi and her family. It has been quite an adventure too. Getting to know Lexi and her dad and brothers has proven to be quite fun. I have been able to quench my thirst for sex in many different ways. The dad and brothers have proven to be quite a handful at times and quite good at keeping me satisfied. I am starting to love that little room off the barn mor...

***Gwen*** "What are you wearing?" Kelsey's voice came from behind her.Gwendolyn looked down at her simple cotton dress. It was a creamy white with thin lace trim, the hem falling to mid thigh. Thick straps formed a halter, criss-crossing along her back. The bodice was held up by an interlacing ribbon, which she'd tied in a small bow at the top. It was cute and light and would keep her cool in the sweltering summer heat.G...

1994: I heard about the pool through my best friend Jess. She was one of those girls who is friends with everyone in high school. In comparison I was kind of a loner, preferring the company of books to people. I think that was what her interest in me was. I was a challenge, and she was persistent. I liked her, too, though only as friend. Sure, she was pretty, and smart, and cool, and nice, but I didn’t want to risk what w...

I was tired of the big city; I was tired of the little boys who called themselves men. It was time for a definite change, so I packed my car and headed south to country living. I always lived in the city, and it was frustrating and stressful. I wanted nothing more than to breathe, relax and be myself.   I kept driving until the big city lights were far behind me. After several hours of driving the interstate, I decided to...

“Yes, it's here,” Jane said as she looked at the inbox on her tablet. “What is?” Colin asked, looking up from the paper he was reading. “It is our invitation to the first of this year's summer swingers parties, which is a weekend at a rented cottage deep in the country. It has got a sauna, Jacuzzi, and a secluded garden. Sounds great,” Jane glanced at her husband twenty-five years. Her husband was still in good shape for...

You haven't seen beauty until you've seen my daughter riding along Country Route 18 in July. We own the land on the whole stretch of road between Wendell's farm and the Amish community up north. All you ever see on that road are haywagons and buggies. And my daughter, Katherine. I swear the only reason anyone else rides that road instead of the wider route to the south is for the hope of seeing her go by on that stallion...

"Stop it!" Karl said as he slapped my phone out of my hand. "She's not going to text you back anytime soon."  I stared back at his cold brown eyes. "Fine," I said sitting back in my chair. I looked back over my right shoulder. Kristin was sitting with her friends all of them laughing and conversating with each other.  "Give it a break," Karl said shaking his head. Karl was my best friend. "She's not your friend, not anymo...