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...

“Mikki?” Caz asked. “Yeah, babe?” “I’ve been thinking...” “Always a dangerous thing,” I said, cheekily. “Yeah, whatever. Seriously, I’ve been thinking about what happens next.” “What do you mean, what happens next?” “Well, you are really beautiful but I was thinking of stepping it up a notch.” My wife Caz is the most beautiful woman I know. I love her with all my heart. She is sexually voracious. We played a little game a...

Caz and I had been living in our new home for about two months. Our life was wonderful. We loved each other more deeply every day. Caz enjoyed her new job and she was really good at it. She was a beautiful, sexy woman and in the field of international finance surrounded by mainly middle-aged men, she had the advantage and wasn’t ashamed to use it to further her cause. Her company was making record profits and she had alre...

My wife is a stunning, gorgeous brunette. She is at once the most genuine and endearing sweetheart you will ever meet, and a sexual force that washes through me like a hot, chaotic wind. The epicenter of a family one never wants to leave, I have the kind a partner in life that a man would want brag to the world about, but decides to leave unsaid because it makes it all the better. So you ask: why would I share her with an...

I was lying on our marital bed blindfolded, with my hands cuffed to the bedhead, wearing a pair of sheer black knickers. I was waiting for my beautiful wife to come home from her date with Antwan, her big black lover. I thought back to how this all began. Caz and I met when we were both studying at the State University. I was doing an MBA having completed my degree in Business. She was finishing her degree in Internationa...

She's married; she has a number of young children at home; she has a successful career; she is intelligent and beautiful, and she has a libido running on overdrive. Why would she risk it all? Why would she risk it all with him? So much to lose and what would she gain? That fucking sex drive will be the death of her. He is older, like at least twenty five years older, with limited sexual capabilities; he's married; he shou...

I stood in the corner of the crowded room watching him. Watching the man I have been lusting after from the moment I saw him. John was fifteen years older than me, with grey starting to show throughout his hair, but I didn’t care. There was something about him that called to me. He flowed through the room with ease. Everyone seemed to move for him and they all wanted his attention. Myself included, but he never seemed to...