There isn’t a better season in the Midwest than spring. Summer, fall, and winter can all be enjoyable for swimming, hiking or skiing, but I’ve always found something particularly invigorating about springtime: the fertile smell in the air as the ground thaws out and the spring flowers and grasses begin to grow; the balmy breezes from the southwest that let you go outside without needing to bundle up; the growing daylight that extends past 7 o’clock in the evening so you can enjoy the sunset at home with a glass of Chardonnay instead of at work with a Sprite. (more…)

It has been a holiday that will forever etched in your memory. We had planned on this week long house boat trip for what seems like years and it has not been a disappointment.

We are exhausted and although it is only 1:00 P.M. I tell you that you should have a nap as I have some things planned and you will need the rest.

I tell you to lay down on the lounge chair and I rub your body with oil. You are enjoying my hands running over your body and I am noticing that you are tanning and we laugh once again about no tan lines. (more…)

Two nights before my unexpected experience at school Sadie led me through the pathways of anal sex. Remember she had already directed my fingers in that direction as a form of stimulus, and that night I was busying myself with that pleasuring. I was happily applying my tongue to her engorged clit, enjoying the sounds of her excited breathing. My fingers were spread so that while my index finger dallied in her vagina, with the subtle movement she had guided me into, my third finger was gentle teasing in and around her asshole. The difference in tensions of the two entrances was so intriguing. My cock was aching, longing to get involved in the action when Sadie touched my head and I looked up at her raised, impassioned face. (more…)

Before they even admitted they wanted to do it with each other, they were talking easily, companionably, exhaustively about sex. For the two hours that they were assigned to the same graveyard shift patrolling the Carnival grounds, it was the topic of choice. They’d been acquaintances and friends for a while now, but hadn’t spent that much time solely in each other’s company. Now it was late on a balmy summer night, and the absolute stillness, the rides and booths with the Do Not Enter tape and cloth draped over them, all the lights off except that faintly coming from the square window of the guard’s office far in the distance… it all contributed to the feeling that they were the only two people in the world right then. (more…)

Maggie and I have been married for twelve years at the time that we came to a parting of ways. When we met at first, the attraction had not been physical, but at another level. Our first few years together had had some sexual pleasure, but as the years went on, I found that I could not get her to indulge in anything else but the missionary position. This lead to some frustration (to say the least) and I started to look for other outlets for my sexual tensions. This let to numerous encounter with work colleagues and friends. The most memorable one is the one that I wish to relate to you now. (more…)

*Chapter 1: The Phone Call*

The phone rang and Jose stumbled out of bed to answer it. He picked up the phone, wiped his eyes, and answered it.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Jose. This is Jennifer.”

“Oh hi!” he replied. “What’s up?”

As he asked that question, he had already considered several reasons for his best friend’s girlfriend to be calling him. More than likely, Travis had told her some story and she was calling to verify it. Jose knew he would have to be careful.

“Nothing, just wanted to call you up and say hello,” Jennifer said. (more…)