Chapter 2: You Have Mail So there I was, the guy who had lurid pictures of his sister in his locker. It was mid-summer by that point; about a month-and-a-half to go before I would go home. I was wondering what our relationship would look like after this. I planned to move to a campus in a different town (about an hour away) that school year, got an apartment with a friend of mine. So I wouldn't see her at home every day....

Jim and I spent the early hours before the party relaxing on the beach, people-watching, and soaking up some sun in my barely there bikini. We retired to the tiki bar for a little refreshment to loosen up, before returning to our room. We had lots of time, so Jim decided he would walk the beach once more. I choose to stay and enjoy my drink. Not long after Jim left for his walk, a young gentleman asked if he could join me...

My wife Jayne and I recently spent a brief “city break” holiday away. We are in our forties and certainly still young enough to enjoy rampant sex. Usually, when just Jayne and I are on holiday without our children around, we have sexual adventures. As well as good hard sex, we like to take naughty pictures for our private photo album in different places where we're staying, on unusual items of furniture exploring the kink...

It all started with a phone call. It was a portrait of her husband. A simple request, you say? Read on for the real story of what happened. This is a true story that took place in the late ‘70s, long before digital photography. Carrie came into the camera store nicely dressed in a business suit, high heels, nylons, and a scarf. Her breasts looked like they were going to burst from the confines of her suit, which kept ever...

My sister left me her teddy bear when she started college. It really should’ve been our teddy bear. Dad won it for both of us at the Livingston County Fair and Rodeo on one of those rigged balloon popping games, shortly after the accident...  Who knows how much money he must have poured into distracting us, but he probably could have purchased the real thing instead of the fuzzy, plush, entirely too comfortable human-size...

We had married at a young age before graduating college, deciding that we had found our one and only true love. The following years were a whirlwind of major life events, some positive events, like careers and buying a home, some negative like losing a job, or an old pet passing away. We lived through a lot, and it got to a point where our sex life had begun to fizzle. I would find myself unable to really get it up long e...

I got home and, as they say, dazed and confused.  I had just watched the best sex I could imagine.  Both Carol and Pete were considerate but that's not what I wanted.  I had a glass of wine and sat in the living room trying to figure out what was going on with me. I finally got up and went into the bedroom.  I stripped and my cock was hard and pulsing again.  I put some lube on it and as I began to stroke it with images o...

Once we got back to Carol's apartment we were exhausted from our frightening experience at the bar and hotel.  I told her I needed to go home and get some sleep. Carol said, "Don't forget Pete's coming over tomorrow around noon.  Bring your camera."  She then pulled her dress over her head and gave me a passionate tongue-twirling kiss.  It left me breathless. I drove home in an unsettled state of mind.  I loved the sexual...

The anteroom was noisy and reeked of desperation, but Sean endured it because his political future depended on it. He'd arrived early for his nine am appointment. It was already five past. He tapped his foot like a tweaked up junkie, still hyper from his early morning meeting with fellow competitor Heather to discuss the latest scandalous photos of their car park tryst. Discuss. Yeah. The scent of her flowing arousal was...