“C’mon, Julie, you’re fucking with me?” Gary exclaimed. “I’m really not.” “I don’t believe you…well then, Marc is fucking with you…no way he said that,” Gary insisted. “Gary, I understand your apprehension, but trust me on this: Marc is not only okay with...
It should come as no surprise; things felt quite different in my household now. After allowing my husband and my teenage lover to simultaneously share my bed, and my charms, the dynamics of my cozy little family had shifted considerably. A few weeks ago,...
Marc arrived home around four o’clock, his shirt soaked with sweat from his ten-mile run. He found me relaxing on our back patio, sipping a glass of chardonnay, enjoying the California sunset. He wasted no time before he started prying me with questions....
My emotions were all over the place… I felt that I had opened up a ‘Pandora’s Box’ with Marc. I had more than just piqued his interest with my tales of my teenage fantasies, and followed by a detailed confession of my adolescent experimentation with my br...
I woke Saturday morning, tired and restless. I did not sleep very well, which following our Friday night fuck fest was quite unusual for me. Usually, I sleep very well after cumming; and Friday night I had two powerful orgasms. However, I was troubled by...
My name is Julie. I am a twenty-five-year-old woman who has been in a serious, committed monogamous relationship for nearly four years. I moved in with Marc, nearly two years ago. We live in Lows Angeles and enjoy a good life together. We are both prof...
Jim’s demeanor was noticeably different. In the weeks following watching Stephen fuck me, as Jim hid in our closet, my husband was more ‘energized’, almost slightly ‘hyper’. Before actually watching these events, Jim enjoyed my verbal retelling of my dail...
Jim and I were lying together, cuddling in our bed, following our wonderful love making session. Jim had cum rather quickly, as I described Stephen’s and my most recent sexual romp in vivid detail. Jim's quick orgasm was fine by me; In fact, I appreciated...
Stephen, Jim and I fell into a nice routine in the week following Rhonda’s visit. Both my men were well satisfied, and we were all enjoying the excitement of our trysts. I was certainly getting adequate attention, and admiration, from both of my lovers. I...
The next few weeks were a bit of a blur, but they seemed to fly by. Stephen was obsessed with his new found love and personal sex goddess. He rushed home from school daily to have me before Jim got home. In fact, one afternoon, he skipped basketball pract...
Stephen remained quiet on the short drive back from the pharmacy, deep in thought. We arrived home and entered through the backdoor leading to the kitchen. Stephen clutched the bag holding the condoms tightly, and started to scurry past me, attempting t...
I showered, savoring the warmth of the pulsing jet as I rinsed Stephen’s semen from my face, hair, shoulders and legs. I reflected on the morning. Things had certainly gone much, much further than I had intended. In a matter of moments, I went from some h...
Introduction: I love young men. I love their innocence, their energy, their lust for life. I love how excited they get, and how hard they stay. I love the embarrassment they experience if, and when they cum too quickly and how with the slightest encourage...
Unlike the weeks following my brief tryst with Harris during which I battled constant anxiety, guilt and distractions, I felt very content and satisfied following my evening with Don at his hotel in Midland. I am not entirely sure why. Perhaps it was...
Previously: “What are you so distracted and anxious about?” Aaron asked with genuine concern. “It’s difficult to explain. My mind keeps going back again and again to that night. I can’t seem to stop thinking about it. I can’t concentrate at work. ...
