Standing on the sidewalk, just above a slope leading to Lac Supérieur in the Bois de Boulogne in Paris at ten o’clock at night at the end of September in 1986, I had an unforgettable experience. It was all I could do to shake my head in disbelief. At that moment, in the damp air, it felt like I was transported to a different planet. The evening was memorable, but let me provide some background for how I wound up in a Pari...

Stan was still breathing hard from Karen’s vigorous sexual energy. He remembered her being ravenous, but today was sensational. Karen was playing with his chest. Stan didn’t want to presume that she wanted more. That would be ungentlemanly. He was holding her in his arms and caressing her arm and the back of her neck. It was a moment of contemplation. They were relaxed as they both reflected on how good that first time in...

The day was sunny and warm, but not overpoweringly hot, with a blue sky and a hint of clouds. Karen had just decided to call up one of her beaus. She was feeling the first days of summer and was looking to have one of them help elevate her libido even more. She thought a little and then came up with one of her favorites. Stan was more than just another friend with benefits. He was a friend with a magic wand that was thick...

I usually wake up early and despite our magnificent evening, I was excited. The challenge of the new day had my normal morning tumescence persisting longer than normal. That, plus the fact that while sleeping on our sides Laura was unconsciously rubbing her ass crack along my matinal glory. Looking at both of them sleeping wasn't going to reduce my erection. The most difficult task that morning was to leave the place betw...

"Hey, ladies, there is a pizza downstairs, but I want to offer you a little something different," I proposed. "Champagne is a little dry, so if I add a little cassis syrup, it is sweeter, and you have a Kir Royale. Would you like to try it?" Both of them were interested, so we opened a bottle that Laura and I kept chilled for celebratory purposes. Mixing with a small amount of blackberry syrup changes the flavor significa...

Laura continued washing her hair, and I was almost dry when the doorbell sounded again. "Maybe some religious nut that wants to convert us to something that we didn't ask for. Jim, go down in your towel, and they'll get the message,” Laura suggested, still in the shower. I wrapped the towel around myself as a third round of the doorbell sounded. "Okay, I'm coming," I shouted. From the shower, I heard laughter, and Laura r...

The night was calm because we had experienced a series of good, energetic couplings and were tired. The lack of activity the month prior made saying it was 'lovemaking' a euphemism for the way we both had high levels of hormonal activity. Another pleasantry, for we were horny as hell and just wanted to fuck! Afterwards, our high oxytocin levels had us ready to trust each other. If Laura had asked me to walk off a cliff, I...

We took our time going upstairs to Laura's bedroom, kissing and groping as we went. We wanted this reunion to last a long time. Going upstairs was fun. After our first orgasms downstairs, we fumbled with each other's bodies. After rehydration, stroking and kissing were a reminder of just how enthralled we were with each other. Her feather-light touches on my arm and neck, and my caresses of her neck and hair, took us back...

A month is not long compared to eternity. But Laura was constantly on my mind. I thought about meeting her after we hadn’t seen each other for a month, and communication facilities were minimal where I was located. I couldn’t stop my heart from pounding. I thought she would be happy to see me, but the uncertainty, even after a short separation, made me nervous. I called and left a message, but she just texted me that it w...

Saturday afternoon was incredible. I was a little tired and had a brief group rest as we all recovered. Waking up after an hour, I went to take a shower, but was joined by Dan. We managed to grope each other while soaping up, with Dan’s lovely penis showing it was still ready to go. His rod was still responding to stimuli as I sucked him, how I loved taking him deep and listening to his moans as he held my head, wet from...

Thirty-five dollars and sixty cents. The price of a turkey, some sweet potatoes, and cranberry sauce. Laura knew that she could pay that, but not much more. The credit card was close to the maximum, and there needed to be gas money and money to last until the new year. It was not always warm and sunny in Los Angeles and today was drearier than most. The approach of Christmas in the next month made her feel depressed. Thei...

The later breakfast, really a brunch, meant that we could skip lunch. After brunch, we took a walk around the grounds of the resort and had a quick swim in the pool. The scenery was stunning and helped us to recharge for an afternoon that would be just as entertaining as the night before. The grounds of the Gardens gave us the impression that we were back in the nineteenth century with all the Victorian suppression associ...

A beautiful summer day in July, the temperature was almost perfect-not too hot and not too cold. An azure sky that had just a wisp of clouds with a small breeze. This is the way Laura liked to go swimming with her auburn hair and emerald eyes, ready to swim or more. A daily ritual to ease into the pool at a nice twenty-eight degrees Celsius always brought back that memory of her first time. The event that almost everyone...

A good night's sleep can help start the day, but there are other ways to ignite the day. You are lying on your side, and I slide beside you from behind. You feel my hard manhood cradled between your cheeks. My body against yours, and I nuzzle your neck. My tongue tastes you, and my kisses wake you gently with the morning light. You know that I am ravenous and cannot stop touching and fondling you. My hand fills with your...

I woke up early Saturday morning with Dan on one side of me and Ed on the other. I cautiously slipped out of the covers and glided to the end of the bed. Opening the heavy curtains, I witnessed the sun peeking over the trees and felt a slight twinge of excitement for the full day of playtime. I needed to start the morning off right. One thing that always turned me on in the morning was the erection that men have spontaneo...