The apartment was swelteringly hot. It felt more like an oven with the stagnant air and the voyeuristic sunlight glaring into the living room through the crevices of the vertical blinds and the sheer curtain over them. Otherwise, the room was completely dark and every fan we owned was turned toward the couch bed where my roommate Sergei was sprawled out with no shirt or pants on and a sheet over his lap. He had one hand h...
‘You up’ Of course I am. But you know that. I quickly reply ‘Yes.’ I shouldn’t. We have done this so many times already. I shouldn’t see you. I know what I can be like when it feels this good. No.⠀Go to sleep. I throw my phone to the side of the bed. I face the other way. I force my eyes shut. Like that would help. My phone vibrates. Instantly you message back ‘At your door.’ Clutching for my phone I open your message. Wh...
We went clubbing. Just the two of us. Wanting to escape our relationship and family problems, knowing that we both wanted a much-needed break. And that was when I realised that we only had each other. We spent the night dancing and drinking. We took a couple of shots before getting a bottle of whiskey. Another couple of glasses in and I was definitely more than high, a fact aided by the joint we had shared before the drin...
It all started surprisingly simply enough. I had a casual thing going with my friends ex-wife Mary. It was just a friends with occasional benefits thing. That seemed to be a, take it as it happens event. Rarely was it ever arranged anything like a date. Usually she’d call late at night and I’d leave the door unlocked. If I was asleep she’d quietly slip into bed for a fuck. That was fine for me, as I was in a place in my l...
It is probably a good time to have a very brief summary. My husband is away abroad for three weeks. My desire to cheat was on overtime. In week one, I had a visiting businessman with a very, very long cock (Gerald, Part 3). Public sex with a different partner (Michael, Part 3). Finally, a de-brief fuck with Andrew on Friday, to round out week 1. While fucking Andrew, he convinced me to have a threesome with his wife the n...
I had anticipated Saturday’s breakfast the day before, making a trip to the grocery store for some decent all-butter croissants and fruit, so, after Niharika and I finished our shower, I got busy preparing something to eat. I started the oven and slid in a foil pouch with two croissants for each of us. While the water heated for the coffee, I de-stemmed some tasty strawberries and sliced quarters of honeydew melon and can...
I woke up, while it was still dark, to the sound of water running. For those first few seconds, my mind recalled and replayed the steamy sexual experience I had shared with Doctor Niharika Sabharwal at the end of the previous night. My outstretched hand glided across the rumpled sheets in the bed beside me, through the warm spot that my exotic Indian lover had apparently recently vacated. I propped myself up on my elbows,...
Carla had already arrived for Homecoming when I got there. I ran into her as I was checking in. "Hi," she said sweetly, a hint of excitement in her voice. "Hi," I said. Carla smiled. "I don't think you're going to need a separate room," she said, chuckling. "Come on." She nodded and waved in the direction of the hallway. I looked at the front desk person, shrugged, picked up my bag, and followed her. Her pretty eyes spark...
Over the next year, so much changed. Cindy's mom remarried shortly after her divorce was final, and my mother remarried during the summer. Both our mothers chose younger men. Cindy's mom married a guy five years younger named Jonathan. My wonderful mother married Kent, who was closer to my age than hers. Fucking gross! "Cindy, your dad is hot!" I said. I know it made her uneasy, but I liked teasing her. Jonathan, or Jon,...
Welcome back to my sexual autobiography, answering questions posed on the Lush forums truthfully! This poster, on "Ask the gals", asks, "What was the most erotic or aroused you've been with another woman?" When browsing the forums, I see quite a few women (and some men) who are openly bisexual and for whom same sex intimacy is a fairly common part of life. Well, that has not been the case for me at all. So when I met the...
Over the Summer and into the Fall, things were going along normally at home. No surprises. And no sex. My wife Cheryl wasn’t exactly cold toward me, and we did and do get along fine for the most part, among friends and family and running the household, but the sexual intimacy just hadn’t been there for a while. I made it a point not to give up, to let her know that I was still interested, but my attempts fell short becaus...
Priya Chopra watched the last children leave the gates at the end of the day and sighed, relieved that the working week was over. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy her job as a teaching assistant at a small Kingston primary school, nor did she have any exciting plans for the weekend to look forward to. No, Priya welcomed the weekend's arrival only because she needed space: space from the children and space from her colleagu...
I awoke, a little blurry, to see Carla standing naked, her back to me. The first thing I noticed was her round, well-shaped ass. I yawned and stretched. Sweet Carla turned her head slightly. She was grinning. "Good morning," I said. "How are you?" "Great!" Carla said. "A little sore, but great. We really went at it last night!" She giggled. "Yeah, we sure did," I said. "Did you have as much fun as I did?" Carla said. "Wel...
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...
When you invite me on a hike, I know roughly what is likely to happen. We are not together, but usually, when we meet up, we get together in the carnal sense, because we enjoy it. Friends with benefits, as people call it. You are a horny bastard, and see no reason to keep your hands off me, since I grant you permissive access rights. It's one of the things I like about you. Another thing I like, or perhaps admire, is your...
