Treva lay next to him, his head resting on her breasts as he slept lightly. He was different from the others, there was no doubt about it, she thought. He actually seemed eager on their latest adventure, even kissing her when her mouth was full of his cum. That had surprised her. It wasn't an action triggered by lust, by the heat of the sex. No, he wanted to kiss her at that exact moment. She was sure of it. Perhaps he wa...

He lay there on the bed with Treva in his arms. After sucking his first cock, his mind was on "fucked up overdrive", for want of a better description. He clearly enjoyed giving head to Treva, but he worried about what this meant to his sexual orientation, and his wife back home. "Am I gay?" he wondered. "Perhaps bisexual?" He felt lost and alone. Treva had drifted off to sleep. As she awoke, a smile came across her face....

They met at a hotel bar. She was across the room, sitting alone in a dimly lit section. She looked sultry enough, with a tight mini that showed off her slim, firm body. Her dark brown hair spilled across her shoulders and her lips looked inviting. He was in town for a technical conference and he was only there for a quick drink. Meeting a woman was not on his agenda. He had a young wife back home who was hoping to get pre...

He sees her from time to time, casually walking with her friends. She seems happy now, away from the turbulence that became their trademark. He aches to make his presence known and he knows all too well that he cannot. It seemed so fresh, so exciting and new, but that was before the darkness crept in. She belonged to him for a while, their nights filled with passion and longing. Those days were sweet as cherry wine, now s...

He sat at the edge of the bed, naked and full of anticipation. She was topless, her full breasts swinging as she moved. She was beautiful, with short, dark hair done in a pixie cut. She bent down to take his penis in her hands, but he stopped her. "You know what I like", he said, pointing at the pack of cigarettes on the nightstand. The woman took a cigarette from the pack and put it in her mouth. Her mouth was painted in...

We left the bistro and the ride home was something to behold. I was trying to keep the car under control, while Steph and Janine were in the backseat getting comfortable with each other. They were only hugging and kissing, but the sounds they were making were driving me wild. I adjusted the rearview mirror to get a better look and I spent more time watching them than I was on the road. Thankfully the traffic was light so...

"Oh, my God, Dane, I swear you have some female traits in you." That's my wife, Stephanie, reminding me how good I am at eating her pussy. She's always telling me that I eat her like I were a woman. Something to do with how soft my lips and tongue are when I lick her down there. She has first-hand experience there, having been in a girl-girl relationship when we met. I hesitate to describe it as a lesbian relationship bec...