My wifes name is Lori. She is very outgoing and attractive. I enjoy watching her flirt with other men and see them get turned on. We were heading out for the evening to meet some of her old high school friends. While we were getting ready she wore a very nice shirt that was low cut and had on a tight pair of jeans. Her hair was done very nice and she looked amazing. We arived at the club and we had a few drinks as she introduced me to her friends from school. Lori introduced me to a guy named Steve. She told me later that she had always had a crush on him, but they never dated. As the night went on Lori and Steve laughed and had a great time and I could tell that he was checking Lori out and was very attracted to her. As they continued to talk and have fun Steve ... Read More»

My fiance Judy and I have known each other since high school. My name is Ken and we are both in our early 30s now and have lived together for 10 years. She is a computer programmer and is quite successful. I think that Judy is a gorgeous woman and I know that many others agree with me. She keeps herself physically fit and is 36-26-38. "Judy when are you going to pay up for our bet?" I asked. "Soon enough." she replied. I was curious to know which option she picked but I figured the wait made it all the sweeter. We both enjoy betting each other on any number of themes including politics. She usually wins these bets (I have paid for a lot her shopping trips) but occasionally I win one. This time I bet her that our political party would get elected with ... Read More»

After the night by the kitchen window I realized that Mary had a side I didn't know about. We always had very intense sex but never talked about things like that. I decided to push the subject to see how Mary would react. A week or so later, after dinner one night, I had made a fire and we were sitting together on the sofa watching TV when I felt the mood was right. I said "Mary, was that the first time you watched our neighbors. Mary stiffened a bit but then relaxed and just looked down. I repeated the question and she whispered "No, I'm ashamed to say it began about a month ago. I got up one night and noticing a light went to the window. I was surprised at what I saw and ran back to bed. You were sound asleep and soon I crept back to watch them ... Read More»

I sighed heavily as I drove down some 35-mph residential street in the middle of nowhere, contemplating the inconsistency of my own attitude towards my job. As a pizza delivery guy, I had (apparently) a great job for a previously unemployed 18-year-old. I wouldn't know; I had no basis for comparison, as this was indeed my first job. It wasn't particularly difficult; I just grabbed the pizza and drove it from point A to point B, and I helped around the store when I wasn't on the road. And yet, every day, I dreaded work. I really didn't want to show up, but once I arrived, I found myself perfectly okay with being there. And I'll admit, it felt pretty good going home at the end of the day with a decent amount of tip money. Little did I know, today I was going to get ... Read More»

I admit that I had let the men in the pub buy me a few drinks that night, but the real intoxication came from the pulsing music of my favorite Irish punk band. The Guinness in their blood poured out into the music and pumped into the veins of the jumping, screaming, pushing, panting of the moshing crowd below. When I think back, I must have looked ridiculous, dancing and throbbing with the crowd in my drunken state. The crowd was usually rough, usually hard to keep your balance in when you’re sober, which I was not. Luckily, in my short skirt and tight tank top, I had a following of protectors from early on in the evening. The whole atmosphere of the pub was like ecstasy; it made you just want to rub up against another person. I suppose that was what the ... Read More»

t was raining that day, and my car had broken down, so I had to walk... I had been dressed up to go out that night, my little black dress, it is see through, so I wear a slip under it, black thong panties, a black shelf bra that pushed my tits up & together rather nicely, and my black fishnet stockings with a garter belt to hold them up. Yeah, I kinda looked like a slut, but I thought I was going out to a club, not walking down the street in the rain. Anyway, on way home, there was a small bar. I decided to duck in there to get out of the rain for a bit, and have a couple of beers. I walked into the bar, and noticed immediately that it was nearly empty. There was an older couple sitting at a table in the corner, there was an old man sitting at the bar, and a ... Read More»

I'd split from my boyfriend and went back with mom until I found a place. My parents went different directions a long time ago and her actions told me she liked privacy. There was a small house for rent in the paper and I called right away. A man answered and said I was second in line before starting to take my information. First he wanted to know the means by which I was able to pay the rent, and my name. I told him my name and that I'd been with a legal firm in town for several years. I said he could call and ask anyone for a reference. He needed my age and the number of people who'd be living there. I told him I was twenty-seven and single. The man paused a few moments. "Pets?" he asked. I replied that I didn't keep pets and then asked a few ... Read More»

Tim Jackson was a pretty normal 15-year old teenager. He was an only child, well built and proud of the various changes that had occurred to his body at puberty. Most of his knowledge about girls had been gleaned at school from Billy Knott, a local farmer’s son who seemed to know everything about sex – although in fact he was only experienced in watching his father’s herd being mated by the bull; it was his Dad who had made a vague reference to humans being similar in their habits, thus qualifying Billy to be an expert at school. Tim was aware of what lay beneath a girl’s clothing (above the waist) since Mary Potts had allowed – even encouraged – him to explore briefly under her sweater after a Youth Club disco, with the surprising result that when he woke up ... Read More»

Outside was freezing, but inside was warm and wonderful. I stood shivering, waiting for Eva to finally open the door and let me in. The New Jersey winter had been snowless but very cold, and I was still shaking for a few moments after I got in the house. It was your typical suburban home outside, but inside was tastefully decorated in a sort of minimalist, modern style, in keeping with what I had been told about Eva's tastes. She was originally from Sweden, but had lived here for some time now. I'd heard about her from a friend of mine at the club I belonged to. Tall prints of Eva's stark, black-and-white photos were illuminated by track lighting that lined the walls. I stopped to admire one of an elephant bathing in the mud. "Like that one?" she asked, ... Read More»

I was going to late. John (my husband) would be waiting. I wasn't too worried. I had some very hot experiences to relate to him. Today had been another "Masturbation Day." As I drove home from work I added it up in my head. I had fingered myself to several orgasms that day. I had jacked off three cocks (two of them twice) and watched three guys jack themselves off before my friend stepped in to finish them off. As I drove I was working on number eight. My skirt was bunched up around my waist, the crotch of my panties pulled to one side and I was working two fingers slowly in and out of my cunt. I had lubricated my fingers with Astroglide that I keep in the glove box. I started to pump myself a little faster as I recalled my adventures that day. ... Read More»

My wife and I were invited to a party by her girlfriend for New Years eve. About 1:30 she got a call from her sons to wish her a happy new year. The Boys are 17 and 18 and are actually quite good k**s. My wife and I told her after she hung up that they were probably checking up on her so she didn't interrupt their party. she blew it off and we went on partying. her husband was out of town and she was glad we drove because she could now get blasted. We left the party at about 1:30 and I was the designated driver. I got her and my wife in the car. both of them were well oiled, but Cathy was toast. My wife helped me carry her to the bedroom. We noticed the music was on quite loud and no one was up to greet us. Peggy got Cathy undressed and I went downstairs to ... Read More»

My wife and I had married for a little less than three months when she told me that her parents were coming over for dinner. I had been working out in the yard for most of the day and was hot and sweaty and very turned on. Turned on because the teenage girls next door had been swimming in their pool for the entire time I had been mowing the grass and at upon noticing that I had been watching them decided to show a little exhibitionist streak and went to skinny dipping in the pool with wicked little smiles and glances in my direction. I headed in and Maria, my wife said her parents would be over soon and I should get ready for them. I went to our room and laid out some clothes on the bed and hopped into the shower to clean up. While I was in there I kept ... Read More»

My internet porn addiction didn't begin in the usual way with the occasional fanfiction dirty story exchanged between high schoolers or finding videotapes in the upstairs closet and then looking online to find more. Most people look for a set of anonymous genitals or a mouth or set of hands interacting with another set of anonymous genitals. Others look for certain scenarios or fetishes, but don't really care about the obvious c-section scar the "schoolgirl" has or that the "hot, uptight professor" has a barbed wire tattoo around his bulging bicep once he strips off his tweed. No, I was looking for a particular person. I knew every inch of his body, from the slight cowlick that always stuck up no matter how much he grew or cut his brown ... Read More»

Nikki. I should have been concentrating on work, but all I could concentrate on was Nikki. It didn't help that she was right outside my office door at the desk she used as my secretary. It also didn't help that I was more annoyed than usual with my wife for the fact that I knew she was sleeping with our pool boy. She was being more careless about her affair, even though she had never once refused me in bed, probably because she knew our pre-nuptial would leave her nothing if we divorced. I was more tempted than ever to end it, and part of that had to do with Nikki. Physically, she was everything that my wife was not. You see, Nikki had a body that was absolutely designed for lust. It was as if she had stepped right out of the dreams of an overstimulated ... Read More»

Tonight's story begins, on the surface, as any routine night in middle America. We have both had a hard day at the office, so we meet at our local burger joint on the way home so neither of us has to cook. Today Samantha gave a presentation to the vice president of marketing so she wore a dark wool suit, the skirt just above her knees. Her silk blouse, burgundy and gray, was high-necked with a bow at the throat. My wife always looks stunning, but this evening she had an extra air of confidence about her, that aura that adds beauty without physical cause. The restaurant, a small place with only three booths and four tables, caters to the working man, generally the construction trade. Her entrance into the restaurant, striding in on red heels, drew plenty of ... Read More»