Kelly and I met through an adult dating site. We chatted through the site then texts and emails. We couldn’t seem to arrange a personal meeting. She had a family reunion to go out of town and for personal other family-related matters. Then I had to go out of town to deal with a family matter. As it turns out to the same city, but she was already home when I arrived. Through our chats and texts we grew to know each other a...

Katie was enjoying a hot, steamy shower, thinking about the wonderful afternoon she had spent with Ken yesterday in their secluded glade. She loved to linger in the shower, caressing her body. She circled her areolas with her fingers, then tweaked her erect nipples, remembering the sensation of Ken’s lips on her breasts. She touched her pussy and gently rubbed her clit, thinking about the pleasure Ken had given her. She m...

I exchanged emails for many months with a female friend I will refer to as Pammie (this was not her real name but she liked me to call her that).  We were both married, not to each other, but this didn't stop us from making mad passionate love together, at least in our imaginations through cybersex. We regularly exchanged long emails where we tried to describe what would happen if we were to meet as lovers in as intimate...

The first time I went to the little church in Georgetown, Guyana, I felt more than a little out of place. There were only about twenty people there and they all clearly knew one another. All but two of them were women. And all were black, because Guyana is one of those countries where slavery was everywhere and when it was abolished in the late 19th century, many of the plantation owners eventually left, but the workers s...

It was the kind of Caribbean island where rich Americans came to retire. Don’t ask me where they got their money from; I thought everybody was struggling these days, but apparently not. So, you’d see these old couples around the place, the guys looking exhausted by the sun, but before that by their career and by life itself. And, at their side would be a nice, tidy woman, cruising through late middle age, a little worn, p...

The women are waiting when I reach the bedroom. My wife Theresa is laying on the bed in a lacy white camisole and thong. Her garments are sheer, hiding little. Theresa’s teaching assistant and lover Elise sits on the side of the bed. The petite Korean graduate student is wearing a pink satin nightshirt with only a couple buttons done up in the middle, just enough to keep it closed over her breasts. She, too, wears only a...

Ken sat there with his heart pounding in his chest. His sexy sister had just admitted that she wanted him to ball her.  Dressed in a sexy black nightie complete with thigh high nylons she was a picture of pure sexy. Her eyes were lit with lust that made her look even more desirable. Connie had discovered his cross dressing secret and had promised to keep it to herself, providing he agreed to her demands. One demand was do...

Tony and I continued to see each other in the hayloft of my folk’s barn at every chance when we could slip away, but not quite as often as we would have liked.Tony started coming over to my house a few evenings each week when we would sit out on the front porch in the swing just talking. Every now and then we’d meet over at my place and go out to my folk’s barn and, if no one was around, we’d slip inside, wait for a few m...

She'd been coming into the bookstore I managed for a long time, always heading directly to the Sci-Fi/Fantasy section. She looked like a typical fantasy-freak—someone who spoke fluent Elvish and could quote chapter and verse from every Star Trek/Star Wars script and Harry Potter book ever written. She wore glasses, brown hair in braids on either side of her head; a black tank-top, baggy jeans and Doc Martens. If you looke...

"Sheila, it's not the end of the world. You'll get over this.""Yeah, sure. You're married to a great guy, have a job and I've just been dumped and have no job," Sheila tearfully replied."Hey, let's be honest," her friend Caitlin said. "You chose a married man to shack up with who just happened to be your boss. It wasn't a good combination.""Okay, maybe I can deal with my principal lying about divorcing his wife. It just d...

 Faith was snapped back to herself, when she heard her phone chime with Messenger. She grabbed her phone, and was surprised to see the little picture that was Hunter’s profile pic. She was nervous to open the app. She put her phone face down on the counter, and went back to finishing the prep for dinner. She kept sneaking glances at it though, as she chopped and added the veggies to the salad she was making. “No. I’m not...

My niece Cynthia came to visit us for a month every summer. I was the “cool” aunt even though I was nearly three times her age. That summer would perhaps be the last visit since she had turned seventeen and her interests were changing.Rob saw her walking into the baggage claim area and waved. “Cindy, we are over here.”She smiled and made her way towards us. Her dark sun-tanned complexion stood out in her yellow sundress....

 Faith clicked ‘accept’ on the friend request and then she had to get up from the computer, and step away, to calm down. The memories were becoming too much, and she was turning herself on just remembering. She walked into the kitchen, turned on the radio, poured herself a glass of wine, and then started to prepare dinner. It was some throwback music block from the 2000’s, and she danced around and sang along while washin...

 My name is Anne. I am a rather typical wife living in a small West Texas oil town with my husband and our two young daughters. Objectively speaking, I am attractive and look considerably younger than my thirty three years of age. many would call me statuesque.  I am five-foot seven inches tall with large green eyes, and ‘dirty blonde’ hair that comes to my shoulders. I have maintained a slim, shapely figure that still ca...