Tim stood in Dawn’s kitchen, his shorts and underwear still pooled around his ankles. His massive cock — “Timber”, as Dawn had just christened it — still glistening with her spit, still pointing at better than horizontal, with the remaining drops of his explosive first load just drooling from its tip. His face was flushed crimson like his hair. His eyes were wide with disbelief at first, then ha had a look of raw lust as...

Second Lesson The next day, Dani woke unexpectedly at the beginning of the morning twilight. She had a hot dream come sadly to an end, ironically because she was feeling uncomfortably warm in bed. Wearing her camisole and panties and a thin sheet over top was too much for the muggy summer night. She normally would wear something each night to preserve her modesty, but the idea of sleeping naked had occurred to her recentl...

Living a very sheltered life, Dani never really had close contact with boys or men. She had no experience with what a man is like “down there”, having never really seen a naked one before, even in pictures. Some of her classmates at the all-girls private school she attended would talk about boys or sometimes even men, but usually using unfamiliar or slang terms she did not really understand. Dani, so focused on maintainin...

Dawn Carter awoke, naked and alone in bed. A particularly hot dream had ended too soon. Someone on her street started cutting their lawn early on a Saturday morning, and the noise had come into the bedroom through the partially open second-floor patio door. It had been three days since her husband had been home. His job responsibilities had increased recently, and that often required that he be out of town for extended pe...

The weather was beautiful – sunny, but cool.  He decided to jog down to the park down the street.  The park ran through a wooded ravine, and had several side trails through the thick woods, in addition to the paved walkway by the creek. He put on shorts that were probably a little tight and small, but they supported him well, and kept things from bouncing around too much while jogging or working out, even when he chose no...

I dreamabout the sweet taste of your lipsas I gently suck them in between minemy tongue tip lightly tracing between themto your hard little clitas my fingers stroke your g-spotI feel your contractions squeezeand your hips riseas you moan and cry outin extreme ecstasy We are in heaven  

You asked if there were regrets. I said there were none. But the silence made me think When the silence fell, I didn’t know Either of two extremes you felt. Except to know it must hurt. My reflections brought forth possibilities as the dust settled, And I shouted impatiently at the silence to end it. I was too busy to think!! My candle burned at the middle Wanting more than is right! Now I see clearer, Sometimes I cry ane...

This story is set in the late 1970’s. It was a time before e-mail, before everyone had their own workstations and computers at their desks. A lot of communications in the office were hand-written on “inter-office memo” pads. Typing documents was done by clerks, who were almost exclusively women. Ray liked his first job. It was technically challenging. As with most engineering positions, most of the people he was working w...

She was giddy with endorphins, in the afterglow of her best orgasm ever. He enjoyed hearing her sighs and giggles, and whispered to her to roll onto her right side, facing away from him. The uneven ground beneath the tent had cooled her, but as he snuggled up to spoon with her, she felt his body heat warm her back. She laid her head over his right arm as he held her close with his right hand on her left breast. His left h...

He set up his eight-inch telescope in the dimming twilight of the night. He had picked the beach far from the campgrounds, far from the shouting people and barking dogs, and smoky fires, yet not far enough to be unaware of them in the distance. More than just wanting darkness for stargazing, he sought solace from the world of troubles he had seen, but he wasn’t lonely. For now, it was just him, the glassy-calm lake, and t...

Sam had woken up at four in the morning, noticed the flicker of approaching lightning through the curtains of the tiny cottage bedroom, and thought it wise to use the outhouse before the coming storm struck. Linda, roused when Sam got out of bed, was feeling particularly horny. Being at the cottage made sex so much easier, better and more frequent, and she was always ready for more. She planned to ambush Sam on his return...

Paul pulled off the county road, up a long gravel track leading to his friend’s cottage. It had taken about two hours just to reach the turn-off from the highway through the usual heavy weekend traffic. As he drove slowly over the winding bumpy road, a few entrances to other properties passed by, and the vegetation grew up higher between the muddy tire tracks until he could hear it quietly scraping the bottom of his small...

Mari stirred from her nap, full of the beautiful afterglow of her intense multiple release by John’s hands. Having fallen asleep on the firm massage table, she awoke feeling a bit stiff and oily, but otherwise she was feeling great. Before she could look around, John spoke to her quietly from the couch, where he had been silently admiring her in her sleep. “You would probably like a shower right about now. Please feel fre...

Arriving on time at the downtown high-rise, she located his listing and buzzed his apartment. The harsh snap of the door latch unlocking made her jump, but she soon had the presence of mind to push the door open, and walk through. As Mari waited in the lobby for the elevator up to the top floor, she was starting to have second thoughts about this whole adventure. Her best friend had talked her into having a massage sessio...