It was a humid summer morning. The kids were at my mother’s, and my husband was at work. I was gearing up for a productive day, starting with a workout at the gym with my neighbor, Diane. We blasted through a high-intensity workout that got our blood pumping. She and I were each super sweaty by the time we were done, and I was enjoying a bit of a post-workout high. It feels so satisfying to get a good pump in to start the...

In the week leading to our meetup, Henry and I talked every day, going over details and making suggestions. While we spoke, I encouraged him to stroke his cock but not cum. I wanted him to be bursting at the seams when we did meet up. He would brag about how big and hard his cock was. I hadn't seen it yet and wanted to be surprised when I saw it for the first time. We decided to meet at a hotel about 45 minutes away. The...

Now that I'm in my forties (gasp), there are a few terms in my vocabulary that I wouldn't have expected: Cuckolding and Hotwifing. As I've come to understand, both of these terms have to do with open sexual relationships within a marriage, but the terms have distinctly different meanings. I've also learned that the distinction is important and not everyone who partakes in these types of activities sets the boundaries the...

This story is about a memorable experience with my friend, Dana. For those of you that have read my other stories, this may not be the same Dana that you've read about in my other stories. I'm fortunate enough to have multiple Danas in my life :-) Dana and I have been friends since high school and we've shared a lot of special moments together. In fact, we've shared multiple sexual experiences together that have involved...

So..... It was just another Saturday evening. My husband would be dropping of the kids at my parents after their baseball games. I was sipping on some wine at home while contemplating our plans for the evening. There was some chatter among some of the other moms about having some sort of get-together that night. I casually participated in our group text as I finished my wine. Finally, it was determined that we would all g...

Boobs. There's just something about them that tends to catch my eye ever since my boobs came in at a young age. As Sandra stood topless in front of me, I couldn't help but admire how her boobs looked. They were large and firm with delightfully pronounced nipples. They looked similar in size and shape to mine. Mine were a bit perkier back in those days and I'd say that Sandra and I had the best boobs on the volleyball team...

Masturbation. It is one of those things I typically only partake in while I'm by myself. While I certainly enjoy it, it is typically not worthy of writing about. It is something I presume we all do and both enjoy and are somewhat ashamed of... but what fun is it to have fun parts if we can't have fun with them? I'm going to share a story of one particular day when I succumbed to the urge to play with myself. Sometimes my...

I lie there just as the sun was starting to peek through the window, recovering from my overindulgence from the night before. An unfamiliar hand was resting on my naked breast. My mind began to race as I tried to recall where I was or how I got there. I was completely naked, nestled in bed with an unfamiliar companion. No need to panic... let me think. Boy did I have a lot to drink last night. The surroundings feel somewh...

The college category piques my interest here. It takes me back to a time when I was curious and increasingly adventurous. I'm fond of those days and grateful for them. On one particular night, I was more adventurous than I thought I could be, and I thought you might like to read about it. It was a random Wednesday night during my sophomore year. I had a boyfriend that I was getting serious with, but I was also into my own...

Jan greeted us at the door wearing a tight blue dress with a plunging neckline that showed off some fantastic cleavage. Wow, Jan had been hiding some impressive boobs underneath the more conservative attire she typically wore to work. My husband, John, definitely took note of Jan's chest at well. Jan was one of my friends at work and was having a bit of a get together at her house. I was excited that we were able to find...