Rivers Thomas wasn’t sure what he would find when he got home, but he was desperate to get there.  His wife had sent a text, maybe fifteen minutes earlier, containing only three short words, “Are you sure?”  As he read this, Rivers felt blood rushing to his cock as it sprang to life, tight against his fitted jeans.  He knew exactly what it meant and the reply to his wife, Jess, had been an immediate, “Yes.”As owner of a l...

"Can I?" Susannah whispered, her face crumpling into a tipsy half-giggle. "You don't mind?"She had asked to "try out" on my boyfriend, James. She was always asking."Why not?" I sighed, lifting myself from the sofa and exiting towards the kitchen, muttering, "it's about time!" Susannah was in almost every way a perfectly normal, attractive young woman. Tall, slender and willowy of figure, she had a slim waist, long legs an...

Friday MorningThe heat was almost unbearable but that’s why I had come to Ibiza. I had left rainy London behind and with nothing more than my three piece suit I had taken a taxi to the airport and bought a last minute ticket to the island. While waiting for my flight to board I went online and booked a hotel room, I am a kind of last minute guy, I suppose.The flight was uneventful and I had arrived the previous night arou...

My eyes scanned the interior of the private jet, taking in the luxurious appointments around me. There were four plush, cozy seats near the front. Behind was a lounge area with a couch and coffee table. It was my first time flying this way and I was looking forward to the experience. “This sure beats flying economy,” I commented. “Hell, it beats a lot of business class I’ve flown on. That’s why I’ve been using private cha...

Our shower was a lovely, languorous thing, in which we soaped each other's bodies as we made out. It reminded me, vividly, of the times we'd showered together that weekend before... and there was some satisfaction, for me, in that my shower now reflected my success. The en suite bathroom I had was handsome and large, and the shower itself bore no resemblance to the grotty bathtub of my grad school years. No, now I had a j...

"So, when you came to the door the other night, naked apart from that short robe, that is how you are every night at home?"The question was asked of me in a voice somewhat louder than I would have liked, as was proved by the sound behind me, of somebody choking on their coffee."Alison," I hissed, "We are in Starbucks, not my kitchen. Can we please not announce to the whole town what I wear or don't wear in the house at ni...

He gave me a grin. Not just a checking me out smile. No, more like a smile that said he knew me. It took me a moment of small talk to realize I knew him too.His name was Alex. He looked different. He didn't look boyish anymore. His face chiseled, his body more muscular. His eyes, still as sexy as ever.He lived down the street from me in high school. Friends, we never dated. But there was that one night. Senior year, AP Ph...

My mom and dad enrolled me in a five week summer camp, Camp Wilderness, when I was about eight years old.  I had gone back to it until I had reached the last year I could go and then became a junior counselor and, eventually, as I entered college, a senior counselor.  In the interim the husband and wife team who owned the camp had started acquiring other camps.  By the time I graduated from college they had a string of tw...

 At the time this all happened, I was in a wonderful relationship with my girlfriend Sandy. We were both in college, being twenty one and seemingly in love with each other.I had dated several boys while in High School, but only one of them had persuaded me to have sex with him, and that only happened twice when I was seventeen. I wasn’t impressed. It was too quick and clearly more for his pleasure than mine, or preferably...

I don't go to the cinema much, but for some reason my co-workers had given me a voucher for the local cineplex for my last birthday, so eventually me and my boyfriend Triss made it there to a screening. The movie was Lars Von Trier's Nymphomaniac, which I thought we both would enjoy.It was the last show on a week night, so the cinema was practically deserted. We took our seats towards the back, behind the other dozen-or-s...

I use an adult web site to find friends to meet  and I recently received a long letter. It read as follows.  Hello my name is Shari. I live in Dorchester and I am 5'6 130 34c black woman. I am married to a man who is 6'2”, black with a perfect body and he has nine inch cock. I was wondering if you could do me a huge favor. My husband visits your profile on line, at the adult web site a lot, and thinks you are gorgeous. I...

My hot little wife and I got married just a few days after her 18th birthday. I was only a couple of months older than my public prim and proper Preachers daughter wife. Lynn and I had been dating since we were sixteen and she always was the model of morality in public. But behind closed doors she was the wildest girl I'd ever dated. And once we were married things got even wilder. We started taking nude photos a few week...

I focus on the touch of her soft lips on mine as I run my hands through her dark hair and then down her back to her arse, pulling her closer to me. Her buttocks feel hot from the spanking you gave her earlier.You’re seated reclined in a chair at the foot of the bed, hand on your hard cock as you watch us on the bed on our knees exploring each other’s bodies. She began to kiss down my body. I feel her lips on my neck, movi...