The air is thick with summer heat, even this late at night. Outside, cicadas buzz in the trees, and a warm breeze drifts through the open windows of Marcus’s lake house on the outskirts of Athens, Georgia. Four old friends—Marcus, DeShawn, Evan, and Tyr—sit sprawled across the couch and floor, half-empty whiskey glasses sweating on the coffee table. They’re all past thirty now, but some things never change. Marcus, broad-...

I woke on Saturday morning to the smell of coffee and my wife in a t-shirt and panties watching me. We exchanged a hot "Good morning, sexy," kiss, I got a cup of coffee and took a quick shower. I was ready to get on the road for the six-hour drive to Chicago to see my old high school debate partner and friend, Susan. Delaney, my petite, sexy wife, carried my bag to the car, stuck her tongue down my throat during another p...

[G] I reached the party before B. I chatted to R and her husband before joining the group of old school friends and partners. B came along about ten minutes later. She winked at me as she sat down. What a sexy and provocative thing to do. [B] I know had one too many G and Ts. I noticed G stayed off it completely. I heard him say he'd be working on Sunday evening. He flies planes, big ones, so I guess that's what he needs...

If you want it, ask for it. That's how a girl gets what she wants... Right? But seriously, how exactly does a vanilla virgin late-twenty-something ask her childhood best friend to... do butt stuff with her? You know, butt stuff...Anal stuff. His cock, my ass. Yup. See, as far as Daniel knew, it would be one more loveless evening. He'd once again be the subject of my coy attentions, my tender but definitely not flirtatious...

My name is Anamika and this is my story with my next-door neighbour, Akshad. We share the same age and have known each other since we were young. Sometimes his sister, Jiya, and he would come to my home to play, while sometimes my sister Neha and I would go to his home to play. Our homes are adjacent to each other, so we can easily access each other's homes by jumping from the terrace through our first floor without ringi...

I was quietly walking along, enjoying a warm, sunny day. As I turned and entered my residence hall, I was informed that I had a phone call. I picked up the phone. "Hello," I said. "Hi," said my lifelong friend Belinda. She sounded a little anxious. "Hi," I said. "What's up? Is everything OK?" "Can you get here?" Belinda asked. "I need some help." "Help?" I asked, though I pretty much knew what Belinda meant. "Yeah," Belin...

It's a Thursday. After a day of clouds and slight chill, the rain finally began to make landfall. Usually on Thursdays, I'm at the park with an old friend of mine. His name is Andre. I’ve known Andre since we were both twelve. Our romance began at age sixteen. We have always had a very strong attraction to each other — we would often still find a way to see each other, or we would at least communicate even if we were seei...

I had always thought my neighbor Belinda was attractive, even after she got glasses. She was well-proportioned, with long black hair, ample tits, a round ass, and nice legs. She absolutely rocked a swimsuit. She didn't know that I had fantasized about getting her in bed. Belinda had been my neighbor since elementary school. Her nickname was Binny, but as she grew older, only her mother and a few long-time friends called h...

It was a Friday and a hot summer day. I got off work early that day, so instead of going to my friend Kelly’s house like I always did on a Friday, I went home. My son, Joe, spends weekends with his dad, so the house was empty, or so I thought. Joe’s best friend, Jeremy, was also my best friend Kelly’s oldest child. These boys did everything together growing up, and, still do so, many years later. I just couldn’t wait to d...