Fuck buddies Stories

"Your mattress really sags here," says Juan, "Can't be good for your back." "Yes, you're not the first person to say that." Too late, I realise I've confessed. I blush. He pounces. "Oh, really?! That's what all the men you have in this bed say, is it?" After a kiss to reassure me, he says, "If you had one of those guys' numbers..." I watched the men shake hands and strip. Bouncing on Juan's dick, I sucked Eric's, then Eri...

El-ay-a-na! El-ay-a-na! El-ay-a-na! El-ay-a-na! The chant was deafening. Easily 75,000 of the 82,000 people packed into the three-tiered stadium shouted their adoration for their favorite star. Even those supporting the other team applauded with respect. Elena Leonor Anaya Nieves, known professionally as Elayana, sprang to her feet, basking in the accolades being showered upon her. Thirty seconds before, she had received...

When Mia had taken her seat in the lecture hall, she found she had time to review her notes on the previous lecture, which had gloried in the title, “Psychopathia Sexualis.” It had detailed how the terms sadism and masochism had originated, and the birth of sexology as a discipline. It was the first of a week-long series of lectures dedicated to sexuality for students at the faculty of psychiatry. The annual series of lec...

I had anticipated Saturday’s breakfast the day before, making a trip to the grocery store for some decent all-butter croissants and fruit, so, after Niharika and I finished our shower, I got busy preparing something to eat. I started the oven and slid in a foil pouch with two croissants for each of us. While the water heated for the coffee, I de-stemmed some tasty strawberries and sliced quarters of honeydew melon and can...

I woke up, while it was still dark, to the sound of water running. For those first few seconds, my mind recalled and replayed the steamy sexual experience I had shared with Doctor Niharika Sabharwal at the end of the previous night. My outstretched hand glided across the rumpled sheets in the bed beside me, through the warm spot that my exotic Indian lover had apparently recently vacated. I propped myself up on my elbows,...

Over the Summer and into the Fall, things were going along normally at home. No surprises. And no sex. My wife Cheryl wasn’t exactly cold toward me, and we did and do get along fine for the most part, among friends and family and running the household, but the sexual intimacy just hadn’t been there for a while. I made it a point not to give up, to let her know that I was still interested, but my attempts fell short becaus...