I opened one eye. Gail was next to me, her face buried partly under the bed covers. “Are you awake,” I asked. “What time is it?” was her sleepy response. “A little past 9:30,” I told her. If we hurried we could make the hotel breakfast which ended at 10:00 a.m. “Can’t we just have room service send up some coffee?” she said, offering more of a suggestion than posing a question. I rolled over, found the phone and called ro...

After Gail had enjoyed the aftermath of her orgasm, I reached out for her hand and led her to the bed. Gail sat while I undressed. When my manhood popped out, she stared at it. “Mmmmmm,” was all that she said. I never concerned myself with questions of a big versus a small cock. A woman knows what she likes. And, much depends on a man’s ability to satisfy his partner, whatever his size. That being said, it has been my exp...

The Weekend meeting – Part Three I kissed and licked the inside of her thighs and ran my fingers lightly over her belly, pussy, and then her ass. She arched her head back and moaned that it felt good. “Put your finger in my pussy,” she pleaded. I ignored her and slowly brushed my fingers over and along her inner thighs, around her slit and along the crack in her ass. I ran one finger along her pussy lips, eliciting a body...

I handed her a silk-like scarf, a large piece of a nylon stocking, a black cloth glove, knitted gloves, and a blindfold. “And these are for?” she asked. “Later,” I said.Finally, I showed her a hair brush with very soft bristles and a long, round, plastic handle. She looked at me with a puzzled expression. “Teasing,” I said. She smiled, but looked like she wasn't sure what I meant.After our exchange of toys, Gail produced...

We met through an adult dating site. Gail and I were each looking to connect with others who had similar sexual interests and were seeking one-on-one or group sex. Now we were in Baltimore, closing the door behind us in a hotel room, anticipating a long holiday weekend of sex.She was 31, from Kansas City, Kansas, a self-described geek with a passion for computers and programming. She described herself as tall with short,...

While I was in graduate school, Sarah and I lived in a house with two others, who went home on the weekends. And so, with the exception of Saturday daytime, when Sarah worked, the weekends were when Sarah and I enjoyed each other. We were “body-buddies” and had been for about a year. More than that, Sarah was my teacher. What I knew about teasing, anal sex, group sex, I had learned from Sarah.This particular Saturday nigh...