Jill was a bundle of nerves as she walked up to his building, second guessing everything as she buzzed his apartment. What if he didn't like the way she looked now? She was in her sexiest red dress, the one her ex had called scandalous. But she was still a curvy girl. What if the dynamic was off? It had been almost 5 years since they'd seen each other and she was his former teacher after all. Technically his TA-but still....

As everyone’s breathing slowly returned to normal and the adrenaline faded, the three of them began to put themselves back together and pull their clothing back on. Tina made a face at the sodden crotch of her pants. Between her own squirting and Zeke’s semen, the garment was beyond saturated; the idea of pulling that clothing up and on was not even remotely appealing. “I think that I need to change leggings,” she observe...

“Oh my fucking God. Paul, you’ve got to see this.” I looked through the arch from the kitchen to the living room to see what had caught Sarah’s eye. She was leaning well back on the sofa. Her mini skirt had ridden up around her hips to give a glimpse of light blue panties. Her hands were up her crop top, and I could tell she was twisting her nipples in the way she loved to do. I leaned further forward to see what she was...

Nearly two hours had passed, and Nick was growing more and more antsy by the moment. Simply making the choice to detour here had been awkward enough, but to wait around in the hopes that Zeke showed up was simply surreal. Tina had noticed his discomfiture, and while he was doing his best to support her, it was obvious that his patience was wearing thin. She was about to speak up when a deep voice rumbled from close behind...

“You are fifty,” the consultant said as he examined the scan of my knee. “Not twenty.” Tell me about it. I'm sitting in a wheelchair, in his consultation room, my leg sticking straight out in front of me, the knee joint swollen to the size of a football. I had decided to hop over a five-bar gate rather than go to all the trouble of opening and closing it. The knee hadn't quite exploded on the landing side but had come clo...

Smack! My hand comes down hard on Jocelyn’s bare ass. “Seb, owww!” The blonde thirtysomething pulls forward off my dick, rubbing the afflicted cheek. “What was that about?” Oh, shit! Don'elle is the one who likes it rough. She’s the hardbody I met at the gym last year, the one who carries her strength and aggression over into the bedroom, frequently batting and biting my dick, growling and grinding like an animal. But Joc...

“I should go,” Antoine said. “I didn’t know. I’m intruding.” “It’s fine, really,” Veronique assured him. “Parle-t-il français?” He was asking her if I spoke French. “Oui, un peu.” She told him I spoke a little. “Ah, ok.” It was obvious he had more to say, but didn’t want to say it in front of me. That led to an awkward silence. “Grey, maybe you could give us a few minutes?” “Sure.” “We’ll need some wine. There’s a dépanne...

Gift and Eteka had only been gone a few minutes and it was late. We got into the bed where we had just had the pleasures of Gift and Eteka. What an amazing evening I had to start with before Hazel and Gift came back. We were starting to talk about what had happened that evening. Of course, we both started to speak at the same time. "Sorry, you go first," I said. Hazel took a deep breath. "Well, as you know, Gift is awesom...

A few weeks after that first backpacking trip back, the Bryants were home in bed following a day hiking. Abby was asleep, the boys were playing video games, and the couple were in bed watching a little porn and fooling around. The initial idea was to tease, to work themselves up a bit before sex, but after watching a clip of a middle-aged white woman having sex with a particularly hung black man while her husband filmed a...

A few days went by before I heard from Veronique. It’s important to remember that smartphones and data plans didn’t exist yet. Text messages used to cost 20 cents each, and you couldn’t send someone a picture on their phone. There was no wifi calling either, and long-distance fees on a cell phone were an arm and a leg. I remember months where my phone bill was $400, and that was in back-then money. So the fact that I hadn...

It was a short drive between the restaurant and my place, but a quiet one. I think Veronique still doubted me, but she was too curious to walk away. For my part, I was still trying to figure out what I was going to tell her. I didn’t even know where to start. She’d already told me that dinner was my last chance to explain myself. Agreeing to come back to my place felt like a small extension of that. I knew this was it. I...

"Where are the fucking keys?" asked Arun. Arun owned an Airbnb on Miami Beach, and guests were told to leave the keys in a designated area after checking out. The recent guest had not even messaged Arun in the past day. Arun headed over to the apartment. As soon as he opened the door and closed it, what he saw shocked him. "What the hell?" asked Arun. The weather had been hot and muggy, so naturally, he wore nothing but a...

A few days later, I came home from work to find that Hazel was not in. It was no surprise. Although we were in a relationship, we still had independent lives. She had her job, I had mine. She would sometimes go shopping on her way home, often with a friend from work. I thought that it wouldn't be too long before she came through the door. It had been almost two hours, though, and Hazel hadn't returned. Then, a buzz on the...

I was finally able to retire from my elementary school teaching job in my late 50s and devote my time to other activities. I had expected a more active retirement with my husband, Donald, but that was not to be. He is 12 years older than me, and although he had been a vigorous and active man early in our marriage, he had not taken care of himself over the years. By the time I retired, he was overweight, sedentary, and imp...