"I'll do anything you want", was what my wife said to me as we got in a cab for a ride to Plato's Retreat. Plato's was a famous New York sex club on the west side of Manhattan, it occupied a full floor in an old factory-like structure. There was a pool, hot tub, small private rooms, lounging areas, and several locations where public sex was practiced for the enjoyment of voyeurs, exhibitionists, mate swappers, and groupie...

I grew up in a conservative, religious household, the only girl with two younger brothers.  Girls in my parent’s circle were not given much free rein.  Church services weekly were important, and as I matured, I was warned about the male of the species.  When my parents did allow me to date, it was usually in a group setting, so there were plenty of impediments to prevent hormones from getting out of control.  I was pretty...

My college has a first-rate psychology department, where one can study learned texts on human behavior.  But book learning has its limits, so the department prides itself on conducting clinical exercises that expand on the material.  That academic rigor applies throughout the department, but nowhere more starkly than in its course on human sexuality.  All participants in that course have to agree ahead of time to particip...

A Summer shower can be a delightful experience.  The warmth of the day and the feel of soft rain against the skin is often followed by the bright sun chasing the clouds.  Sometimes rainbows appear as the sun scatters leftover raindrops.  A sensuous experience.  I love getting caught in a gentle rain.  Perhaps because it led to one of my favorite erotic experiences. I was 20 years old, a junior in college.  I had just begu...

After school, I walked down to the park. It was nice to be on my own at last knowing that the whole weekend lay ahead. I sat on a quiet bench under the trees watching the birds and squirrels for a while. I thought about my girlfriend; I really missed her. She’d moved away a few months ago when her dad got a new job. When I thought about the times we’d been together, especially out in the woods or even here in the park my...

'Like what you see?'  'I sure do.' She had a great body with breasts that were too good to be real.  'I'm spreading Nuru gel on my chest, and then I'm going to slide all over your naked body. You''ll love the feel of my breasts on your back and butt. When you roll over, I'll do your chest, tummy, and, finally, your cock. That's when you'll cum. How does that sound?' 'Let's go!'  'Wait! No gloves? No mask? No condom? Fuck...

I didn’t consider myself to be arrogant.  Yes, I’m smart and self-confident.  And admittedly, I can be impatient with people who don’t see things as clearly as I do.  But arrogant?  My boss at the corporation I work for as a management analyst called me in one day. “Brad, every time I send you to another department to handle some problem, I get calls after your visit saying ‘Don’t ever send that SOB down here again. He’s...

Having not long turned sixteen, Friday nights had developed into my favourite time of the week. Mom would invite Aunt Andi for an evening meal, invariably staying the night, which then extended to the entire weekend, sleeping in our spare bedroom. Andi and mom were best friends, having known each other since their school days. She was one of my god-parents and while not a blood relative I’d always called her Auntie. I was...

Movement has been my life.  Even as a young boy, all I wanted to do was to jump around, to leap, to express myself with my body.  So it was natural that my parents enrolled me for dance lessons.  I was one of few boys among a lot of girls.  And as I matured, my rarity became even more pronounced.  I was straight, in a calling that attracts many gay men.  Sort of an ugly duckling I suppose.  It’s just that I like women’s b...

When I got in from school, mum told me that Aunt Lisa had rung. She wanted to know if I could come over at the weekend and help with some stuff in the garden. Mum suggested I gave her a call back to talk about it. I’d always liked Aunt Lisa, she was mum’s older sister but only by a year. She’d always been fond of me since I was a baby, maybe because I was born in the same week as her own twins. Although I didn’t see that...

Nichole had guy problems.  She had just ended the relationship with her boyfriend, someone she had been dating for a few months.  Nicole met him through a dating service.  She liked him okay, but their sex life was less than satisfying.  In truth, she rarely felt sexually fulfilled with those she dated.  While some sex is better than none, most guys just didn’t know how to excite her.  But she was philosophical about the...