“She”s going to go nuts when you show her this, Brian,” Karla said to me with a huge grin.

“You really think so, Karla?”

“Oh, I know it Brian. She”s always talking about taking a trip like this with you. But you guys always have so much going on, she thinks it will never happen.”

I took the packet from Karla and looked at it again, scarcely able to believe that we were actually going to do it. Karla is my wife Andrea”s best friend, and the wife of my good friend, James. The bright blue packet contained the airline tickets, hotel reservations, and itinerary for a trip for two to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. Andrea and I had been married for 13 years now, and had never taken a real vacation together. Something in each of our conflicting work schedules had always prevented us from planning such a trip. But this time, both of us had managed a week off, starting tomorrow, New Year”s Day. Tonight, Andrea and I were going to a New Year”s Eve party held in the lounge of a luxury hotel in downtown Dallas. We were meeting a few other couples and some of their friends. Not wanting to drive after celebrating the new year with a few cocktails and the inevitable champagne toast at midnight, I had reserved us a room at the hotel. My plan was for Andrea and I to party like rock stars tonight, then I was going to surprise her with the packet up in our room before going to bed. I”d even loaded a cooler with ice and beer, as experience told me that sometimes the party goes on, even after the party in the ballroom ends. If nothing else, I”m sure we”d want to have a few celebratory beers as we went over the details of our trip. If my calculations were correct, what would follow would be some seriously hot marital conjugation. (more…)

He was sitting behind the desk in his home office. He was nearing completion of an important video conference with several managers from the plant that manufactures The Chair and a few representatives of the sex toy company that he had partnered with for production of some of the various attachments. Besides resolving several delivery issues that they had recently experienced, they had also discussed their earnings projections for the next 3 month period. All indications pointed to even larger growth during this next period. After thanking the other participants for a “very satisfying” meeting, he pressed the button that disconnected their computer audio/video link and shut off the camera. (more…)

Kayla never thought that she’d ever get Carl to agree to even mild experimentation, so she was surprised when he agreed to tie her to the big four-poster bed that was still at her house. He thought it was best to “do this sort of thing” at a venue away from the children. She couldn’t help but agree anticipating that both of them would be making lots of noise.

Her heart was thudding in anticipation as they pulled into her driveway. She put her hand on her husband’s thigh, running her fingers over his crotch and was pleased to discover that he had a hard-on. “I can’t wait to have that inside me,” she whispered and cupped him in her hand. He leaned forward to kiss her, teasing her with his tongue, dropping a hand to cup her breast, running his thumb over her nipple, which immediately stood out. Her breathing accelerated. “Let’s go in,” she said and he nodded. Kayla slid out of the car, her house keys in her hand, and watched Carl emerge a little more stiffly. She pressed the button that locked the car doors and turned to go into the house. They both were startled to see Rene’s car pull in behind them. (more…)

Lisa let go of Jesh’s dick and Rachel’s boob. She asked me for a cloth, and I gave her one of the washcloths I kept handy on the desk, in this small tub of hot water. I’d picked up these little tubs at Bed, Bath and Beyond that could be plugged in and the water kept hot. There were three or four spread around the room on various tables. They were extremely handy for people who did not want to leave a room but who still needed to clean themselves up.

She wiped her face and between her legs (although for some strange reason the running mascara kind of turned me on, I was hoping she’d fuck someone at least once before taking it off. Don’t ask me, I’m weird that way about white trash shit). Then she turned to Jesh. (more…)

*3. Suzi and Lisa: Gang-Bang Sluts - How about a Seven-Some?*

Suzi undid the single button of her long mink coat, exposing her silver-studded bra and black mini-skirt even more, then folded her arms and surveyed the scene in front of her. “Well well well,” the young woman simply mused. “Looks like you three have been quite busy today.”

Lisa, Suzi’s blonde and buxom cousin, was laying in the middle of the living room floor with two black men - Eddie and Darius - flanking her on either side. All three of them were completely nude, and looked thoroughly exhausted. Of particular interest was Lisa, whose body was ravaged and splattered with sperm. The gooey juice was caked-onto her skin, dangling from certain parts, and it appeared as though she had dunked her long-flowing blonde hair into a tub of it. (more…)

Mike climbed over my legs and stretched out on the bed next to me. His breathing slowly returned to normal. I rubbed his chest, teasing his chest hair. He smiled, enjoying my hands playing with them. Mike put his arm around me, pulling me in close for a kiss. It was a gentle yet passionate kiss. I leaned over him for awhile. We chatted more about swinging and some of the funny incidents they”d incurred.

“I don”t know about you, but I”m getting a little thirsty.” Mike exclaimed.

“Me too. My throat”s a little dry. Might be from all the moaning. Ya reckon.” I kidded. (more…)

Each of us can point to specific experiences in our lives that changed us forever. Some of our mistakes create uncorrectable problems that haunt us forever. But sometimes we do something ‘wrong’ that has profound effects on the best parts of our lives. This story is of the latter type. All I wanted to do was to get laid. I never expected to receive anything more than a few moments of sexual release.

I was not a virgin, but I was certainly naive and inexperienced. I’d had sex precisely twice, with two different girls on two separate occasions. The first time was in the back seat of my parent’s car, and the second happened when I’d managed to talk myself into a girl’s room and into her pussy near the end of freshman year. That time my partner had an orgasm, complete with loud moans and violent spasms, and that was a new and exciting experience for me. But she had masturbated herself into a frenzy before she had allowed me to enter her, and her moans and shrill cries, coupled with her quivering vagina, had caused me to ejaculate into my condom within a half- dozen strokes of entering her. As exciting as the experience had been, I was only in her room for about ten minutes before she shoved me back into the hallway. (more…)