To start, I had turned eighteen in May of this year and just graduated from high school the first of June. I had planned to go to college this Fall but that all changed a few months ago.Last October my best friend and her family invited me to go on a trip to Jamaica. It was a birthday present for my friend that she had requested as an early graduation celebration.We flew down on a Saturday for a week at a very nice resort...

On her hands and knees, the sinewy muscles of her naked back jerked with each thrust I pushed into her. I had her long black hair pulled back, tightly gripped into a wad in my hand. I yanked it harder, pulling her face up so I could see the expressions on her face in the large wall mirror at the head of the bed.“Oh god, fuck me!” She screamed and moaned as sweat ran down her face and dripped off her chin.The steamy humidi...

Growing up I played several sports, but there were two sports I excelled at. One was baseball, and this time it was my winter sport that provided my next hookup. There was plenty of regret when it happened. That all went away when I ran into her now ex-husband a couple years ago, who was very happy to be single. Yes, she was married. I knew it and I did not care.My winter sport, let's just say, was a co-ed adult league of...

It had been a hard hot last two weeks of August for Ronnie. Carl had been in an ill-tempered rough mood. His last trip to DC had not gone well. Veronica had been in her own surly mood. Not being able to spend time with Robert meant her body was perennially aquiver. She now craved her young neighbour’s touch, his kiss, and his love. Deprived of this she became upset, moody and angry. Veronica had seen Nixon on the CBS even...

Veronica felt her son’s arms wrapped around her comforting her in her grief. Robert slowly released his hug and stepped back two steps. Ronnie smiled and pressed her wizened cheek into the black marble wall. She closed her eyes. It all rushed back so easily. The Malibu wind, the sunset, the way he had held her hand; the tears began to gush forth. Ronnie remembered so many silly irrelevant things. That’s the way memories a...

I got to enjoy my next fantasy almost by accident and it wasn't quite how I had envisioned it happening, but circumstances made it so unique that it exceeded my expectations, I think. Kurt and I had taken a weekend trip to the city, arriving Friday night, seeing a show then going to dinner. A date weekend. On Saturday, we did some sightseeing and shopping, with lunch at a quaint intimate little cafe. After lunch, we went...

The hot sunny month of June carried on. Ronnie and her new young lover from next door took every chance they could to be together. The older woman was teaching her young inexperienced eighteen-year-old neighbour everything she knew about sex. The attractive older woman let him learn how to tease her woman’s body and make her come. Veronica was teaching young Rob the importance of building a woman’s body up slowly until sh...

In the weeks after blowing Kurt in the men's room at the club in front of several men, we had enjoyed some enthusiastic sex remembering and reliving the event. This was a pattern we had begun during his year, from the very beginning. His first had been the facial, and while I wasn't prepared the first time for having anything shooting at my face, I’d enjoyed the excitement, and when we’d talked the next morning, I’d told...

A flash of memory: A modest slap on my bare butt brings me back to awareness. I'm breathing I've just run a mile, except that I seem to be lying across the thighs of a woman, on a love seat. Her fingers are gently massaging my G-spot, giving me total-body aftershocks. Across the room on the sofa, I hear my best friend Sarah in the throes of orgasm. A quick glance between my aftershocks lets me see the black hair of the wo...

This is a true story. Please read Our polyamory life part 1.John, Carol, and I just had sex for the first time. We were in lust. The potential was jealousy, I knew Carol had a questioning look in her eyes. She had just fucked John while we were all in bed together. I told her I loved her and we had wanted it. After we had all calmed down we took a good look at each other's naked bodies. We had a threeway naked sticky hug....

A week before, he had teased be about my list. I tend to write lists, as it's easier than trying to remember things all the time. But this one was my secret list, my fantasy list for my year. A week before my birthday he'd seen me hiding the paper from him and asked what I was doing. "Nothing," I'd told him. "You're scrambling pretty quick to hide nothing," he'd smirked. "Another one of your lists?" "Fine, then, if you mu...

 I sat back on my feet and licked my upper lip, swiping a generous dollop of Kurt's cum from beneath my nose. I took it into my mouth and smiled as I swallowed. Truth be told, I think I had come to enjoy this almost as much as he had. I looked up, saw the expression on his face. Well, okay, maybe not as much. He still got that same awestruck expression to see me lick his cum-facial into my mouth. Not that it was all on my...

Clouds scurried swiftly across the sky and the early morning air was crisp with the first hints of autumnal frost as I started my southerly drive over Rannoch Moor. I'd set off deliberately early, hoping to avoid the worst of the late summer holiday traffic on the A82. Behind me lay Fort William and a fabulous week's holiday in the Scottish Highlands, where I'd visited Kilchurn Castle, explored my paternal ancestry on the...

We had to get up and go. I cleaned up and reapplied my make-up and tried to cover all evidence that I had been fucked by this gorgeous young stud. We raced down to the car to hurry back to the club where my hubby patiently waited for his clean shirt. The entire drive back his hand was playing with my pussy. Slow tight circles around my swollen clit. He was moving his fingers fast enough to get me soaking wet but not aggre...