Alexa rolled over, the crisp white sheet dropping away and exposing the long length of her bronzed back. Her glossy black hair curled against her smooth skin, and her toned muscles moved easily as she stretched out to turn the clock towards her, checking the time."Shit." she sighed, and flopped onto her back."Mmphh?" Shox muffled into his pillow, stretched out comfortably beside her.Alexa draped both of her arms over her...

Tania huddled against me in the back of the rather chilly sanctuary of St. Mark’s United Church as the minister droned through a Bible reading. Resting her head on my shoulder, my girlfriend lightly stroked my thigh with her fingers. As the reading ended, the congregation stood for a hymn and, a bit reluctantly, we joined them. Candles and dim lights were the only illumination as the congregation celebrated Christmas Eve....

  Even though Morgan had decided to retire, he was in fine physical and mental shape. He jogged every morning and often went to the gym after work, but he was tired of his job and welcomed leaving it. He was also tired of the brutal winters and sweltering summers. He had decided to return to his home town, where many winter days could be surprisingly warm and some summer days were delightfully cool.He found a rental and d...

She rushed to the local Whole Food Store to grab her dinner after a long day at work. It wasn’t normal for her to work twelve hours but since her assistant quit two days ago, it was obvious that this was going to be the new normal and Michelle hated it! Her crisp white shirt neatly covered her amble bosom and her size ten, form fitting, cranberry red Tahari suit was a stark contrast to her glum gray mood that was immediat...

Her silhouette was dark against the bright light of the lamps that filtered through the curtain of marigold flowers. The curvaceous length of her hip was garbed in dark sparkling red. Only the glimpse of long legs, a small hand holding a chain of flowers and the pale line of her cheek brought relief to his eyes. Prince Veer on the other side of the balcony leaned forward to see more clearly. He could not even tell if she...

Thirty-nine years ago I met Darian while attending college with his fiancé. They were childhood sweethearts and had become engaged prior to her first year of college. They decided to delay their marriage until she had finished her college degree. Taryn, Darian’s fiancé, and I hit it off the college from day one. Essentially, we had the same sense of humour and got on famously. It was, however, clear that she was totally i...

This a is a memoir of how I remember the events combined with details from my wife's diary during those years. It all started before her forty-third birthday. We had been married nineteen years, and she was still as beautiful and sexy as when we were married. Her name is Hope. Hope said to me at the breakfast table one Saturday morning, "Have you heard of the 'Wild Oaks Project'?" "I said, "Can't say that I have. What is...

My wife and I have been a couple since 1985 and we married in 1989. When we met, she was a sixteen-years-old, five foot three, 125 pounds virgin with auburn hair, sky-blue eyes, and the best ass in the contiguous states of the old Confederacy. I was a seventeen-years-old big goofy-ass redneck with two previous, and decidedly awkward, sexual experiences under my personalized leather belt. We met on a blind date and quickly...

Getting head in my office from my stunning new girlfriend was an insane rush. Fucking amazing and terrifying. If someone had found us I'd be fucked, but Chanel was willing to physically please me for the first time in our relationship, and that was all I could think about. Watching her greedily stuff my dick in her mouth after she held back for so long was tantalizing. She's entirely too captivating. One would think that...

Years ago, I registered for a weekend workshop called “Tantric Yoga for Women” at an Ashram in the Catskills. It’s the kind of silly thing a single academic sometimes does with her spare time. Only it wasn’t so silly, after all. There were about a dozen of us from across the bell-curve of feminine adulthood. Two or three, including myself, were in our twenties. Most had a touch of grey, a few gathering wrinkles, and the s...

Tara is a slut and always has been. Even before she let the most popular jock in our school pop her cherry she was an oral freak who loved to suck cock. After her first taste of a prick in her cunt, she went fuck crazy, spreading her legs for all the guys in town. The same was true after her first butt-fuck. In our town, I was probably the only person who wasn’t screwing her. And not because I didn’t want to, but because...