Chapter 5 – All In! Kelly, Greg, Amy and I squeezed ourselves into the small hot tub on their balcony. It was well into the evening by this time so we could hear the sounds of passion from nearby balconies and the area below. I was seated between Amy and Kelly with Greg on Amy’s other side. “You should have heard the couple on one of the balconies above us last night, holy fuck they sounded hot!” said Greg. “Was there a w...

Her hips swayed seductively as she sauntered into my office and closed the door behind her. Her green eyes were filled with lust, her mouth slightly opened as she licked her brightly colored lips. Without saying a word, she undid her coat and flung it to the floor, revealing the bright red lingerie she wore beneath. Red hair, red lips, red lingerie. My red woman had arrived. “Hey you,” I said from my computer chair. The r...

My introduction... I'd look out from my bedroom window over to my aunt's house; she lived directly behind us and had a big garden like her neighbours. I concentrated more on her neighbours, watching the washing being hung up, etc. In 1980, we had a fairly good summer. I was sixteen and my holiday job finished at 12 so that left me with an afternoon to myself until everyone else came home later in the day. On a weekday, I...

Sunday morning. Just the two of us at her parent's vacation cottage in Cantabria on the Northern Coast of Spain. I had just cum in Maya's pussy, eaten her out, and sucked her clit to a shuddering, bed-wrecking orgasm. I climbed up her beautiful, brown body, and kissed our cum into her mouth. That’s when she said, “I don’t believe you’re really bisexual.” “Okay,” I said, “I was expecting to hear ‘Oh, baby! Thank you for th...

Joan lay on the bed, sandwiched between her neighbors, Doug and Kay. She was stroking Doug's cock slowly, looking to be taken by this handsome man and his wife. Her lust still simmering inside her body from the fucking they had given her when she arrived out of the blue, looking for sugar! Joan felt Doug's hand close over her cock, stroking hand as he pulled her from the bed, saying, "The both of you come with me out to t...

I settled into my usual spot by the window of the coffee shop. The aroma of fresh coffee enveloped me. It was a refuge from daily life, where I could lose myself in caffeine and solitude. The two women sitting across the room had become a familiar sight to me. They exuded magnetic energy with their infectious laughter and animated conversations. One had fiery red hair and a confidence that caught my eye, the other, a brun...

I woke too early with my mind full of images of the night before. I decided to shower. I closed the bathroom door and showered quickly. I was in the kitchen alone making coffee when Ana walked in. “Do they have bears or wolves here?” she asked. “No why?” “I’m sure I heard animals shuffling about in the night.” I could feel myself going red as I turned my back to her. “They have raccoons here that the agent said will go th...

“I can totally see your bra through that shirt.” “I know, that’s why I had to wear one. This blouse is a little gauzier than I thought.” It was holiday red, and low-cut, but more sheer than it had appeared in the store’s lighting. Coupled with my short, black skirt with gold metallic highlights, a small Poinsettia pin, and my black Jimmy Choos with their four-inch heels, it made a perfect Christmas party ensemble. It also...

“Yeah? What would your husband think of all this?” “Let’s find out, shall we?” I grabbed my phone from the edge of the hot tub, being very careful not to let it slip from my wet fingers. I texted him; Having a gr8 time, wish U were here! and added a few of the photos before I sent it. I included one of me sucking James’ balls, his cock lying thick and heavy across my face, another of my hand wrapped around the base of his...

I couldn’t decide if Mark was unfriendly or merely shy, but after he hired me, we barely spoke, only enough for him to teach me what I needed to do and assign tasks. I’d felt like I made him nervous, despite him being much older than me, and it always seemed like he was walking on eggshells when I was nearby. Being something of an extrovert myself – and growing up around four brothers and their friends – I had a fairly qu...