‘Was she any good?’ It's four in the morning, and I watch my husband undress. Aaron has just arrived home and, momentarily, I feel sorry for him as he finds it impossible to look me in the eye. He drops his jeans to the floor, leaving them in a crumpled heap, and that will probably infuriate me in the morning. But, right now, his untidiness is irrelevant. I have other things to think about, more pressing issues. Such as,...

===Abby=== I was sitting on the sofa with my mom, Sissy, having some girl talk. We actually didn't have a lot of girl-talk when I was still in high school - just the usual, birds and bees, being careful, and getting me an IUD even when I was still a virgin. But somehow, now that I was in college, she felt more relaxed about the subject of sex. At least, my sex life, not hers. "I guess you're pretty tight with Ned," she as...

I knocked on the bedroom door that Saturday morning, a gesture that had become more habitual than necessary. The sound of laughter and soft murmurs seeped through the wood, a reminder of the life we had chosen, though at times, it felt like it had chosen us. My hand lingered on the doorknob for a moment before I turned it, stepping into the room. There she was—Sarah, my wife, entwined in the arms of her lover from the Fri...

Lizzy wanted only two things for her twenty-third birthday. The first was a brand new Porsche 911 Carrera GTS Cabriolet. Granted. The other thing was to participate in a gangbang. Granted! I had resigned myself to the fact that I had become boring and inadequate in bed and was pretty useless at satisfying Lizzy's pronounced sexual demands. I had given in to her ways to remain Lord and Lady Windermere and happily procured...

One night, as I was online playing a game with others, I got a message from someone called supernova. I never chat or message others but this time I thought, why not? What could happen? I kind of knew it was a man by his nickname but they just wanted to chat about how to improve our game helping each other out. We would chat every night on the game, and after a while, it wasn’t even about the game, it got very friendly, t...

We had been friends with Drake and Katie for years. Had there been moments of sexual tension between the four of us in the past? Yeah, but never in a million years did I think we would act on it. That is until we went on vacation together to Hawaii. Here's the thing. We had gone on trips together before. We went to San Francisco. We went to Niagara Falls. We even went to Cancun. All had been pretty standard trips with som...

(Gerald) We loved our son Jonathan dearly, but having him in the house greatly complicated our sex lives. For the next few months, my wife and I had quickies with Chloe three or four nights a week. We’d make an excuse to go to the guest house or Chloe would find a reason to go in our bedroom with us. One night we went to the basement and ‘did laundry’ for an hour or so. I got long solo sessions with my new Mistress on the...

(Rochelle) By the time I returned to the living room carrying my red pumps with four-inch heels, Chloe was having another small orgasm. She moaned, “UMMMMM! That’s a good pet, Germ! Ooooh! So good! Let’s see how well Roach does it.” I held the shoes out and objected, “But I don’t like the taste…” She whispered in my ear, “If you want to keep him, this is your chance.” She moved back a little and put the shoes on. As she s...

(Gerald) As I gave my speech at the Maritime Archaeology conference, I stared at pretty Emily in the fourth row. She was wearing a tight white blouse and the shape of her black bra could be seen through it slightly. I also liked that she had her shoulder-length blonde hair in pigtails, making her look even younger and cuter. “…and the French gunnery was so poor that instead of firing a warning shot, they actually hit the...

(Gerald) My wife Rochelle shut off the 6:15 alarm and started getting dressed. She reminded me, “I’m taking Jonathan to a soccer game after school. We should be home around six.” I sleepily mumbled, “Okay. Have a nice day.” “You too, Gerald. See you tonight.” I volunteered at the museum and didn’t have a set schedule. I usually left home around 8:30 am. I pulled the sheet over my face to block the early morning sun and po...