You’ve heard the beginning of my story a thousand times before. Pam and I have been married for over 25 years, and since the delivery of our one and only child, our sex life had taken a nosedive. I always considered Pam and me to be best friends. She had a very Christian upbringing where sex was certainly a taboo subject. Pam always dressed functionally, never overtly sexual, girly or in a way that drew attention. Early i...

I must have dozed off in the dunes as the warm rays from the sun soaked into my young, naked flesh. Still In a dreamlike state, I became aware of a distant, deep thudding sound that awoke me gently from my slumber. Adjusting my eyes to the initial brightness, I could see an older couple close by setting up their windbreak; the thumping sound came from a rubber mallet as it drove wooden poles into the soft sand. They were...

When we first laid eyes on Curtis, the thing we both noticed was that he walked very erect – and when I say that I’m not referring to his posture. He walked up and down the nude beach, meandering, killing time, chatting with people, occasionally wetting his feet in the surf, and the entire time his substantial cock stood rigidly upright at about the one o’clock position, waving back and forth with his stride in a very jau...

At last, my wife's opportunity to explore her exhibitionist leanings. The beach; quiet. Just us and the young hunk sitting behind us. Sunglasses. "Is he looking?" she wonders. Nonchalantly removing her bikini top, she casually strokes her tits. His member stirs. Her nipples stiffen. She turns her back on him and slowly - very slowly - eases the bottoms downwards to her ankles, glances through her knees which tremble at fi...

July was finally here and campsites allowed to open. Because I can work from anywhere these days, I planned this vacation in May. I still wasn't certain it would happen but I kept buying new stuff and at least that got me away from the house for a bit.On the first day of July, my husband and I drove to Cape Cod and a campsite in Truro, just south of Provincetown, Massachusetts. (For those who don't know, it’s the last cit...

Being fired is never fun. For me, it was much worse, as I felt my kevlar patch intimately attached to my pussy. The only key has become unreachable, left in the lab of a wound-up company. Rachel was in similar trouble. Both our men were out of town, so having sex wasn’t an immediate possibility anyway. But our long-term prospects were no good. Will we become un-fucked old maids, abandoned by our boyfriends, isolated, chil...

A while back, I booked a break in the sun without our kids. It was only four nights — but Julie and I desperately needed time together.  It was a reasonably priced deal to Maspalomas in the Canary Isles and we arrived at our hotel in late-morning and quickly showered and dressed for the beach.  The twenty minutes' walk to the vast and quiet beach was well worth it. The sand was smooth but somewhat hot and we paddled in th...

Let me tell you about our second Ibiza trip. Our first trip to that amazing island happened a year before, where we also got a little taste of the swinger world for the first time. We started with nudist beach and ended up in a hotel room spending a passionate night with Pamela. The same night startled many important things in our lives. First and most important, it was the night we conceived our son. And secondly, it was...

This is the first chapter of Awakening, the first book in the Secret Desires in France series. The three books have around 140 pages each, so this is just the beginning.   LOUISE   Carrying a straw bag over her shoulder Louise walked from her car to the marina of Sainte Maxime. In the distance, across the bay, Saint Tropez was basking in the warm sunlight. Francis and Monique, friends from Cannes, had invited her to spend...

It was June of 1990. Kelly had won a trip to Spain through her job. They got the trip by spending money with a media company. They had an internal contest and Kelly won the trip for two. She found out back in March that she won and had been feverishly planning and hitting the gym and tanning salon ever since. We arrived on a Sunday after an overnight flight to Brussels and then a short hop to Torremolinos on Spain’s Costa...