“To the reader:

This is a story about how I met my spouse. Parts are true. Parts are embellished truth. It’s up to you to decide what is what. Enjoy.”

A girl with long blond hair and a nice looking booty stood on the sidewalk staring Miles’ direction. Miles was in the middle of the street mumbling the words to New Edition’s “Can You Stand the Rain.”

It was not raining, just drizzling a little. The blonde looked down the sidewalk, watching a few fellas trying to pick up them a little “sumthin’ sumthin’” as the saying goes. But Teresa really had her eyes on Miles. She’d peeped him out in the club, watching him move while he was on the floor getting his groove on. (more…)

I was a little disoriented when I woke up Saturday morning. I don’t remember how I got there but I was lying on the bed between Eric and Troy. Michelle was nowhere to be seen.

I sighed as I remembered the fun of last night and wondered what today might bring. I knew it wouldn’t bring anything nice if I didn’t take a bath right now so I quietly climbed over Troy and slipped off to the bathroom.

The bathroom of the cabin was tiny and the bathtub didn’t take long to fill. I poured in a nice bubble bath and slipped into the hot water. Just as I began to relax, there was a tapping at the door. “I really gotta piss!” It was my man tell-it-like-it-is Troy. (more…)

This is a continuation of the weekend that my wife and I spent with our friend Stan. Some of the things that happened Friday night were totally unexpected and caught both my wife and I off-guard. I have never considered myself “gay” but more or less bi-curious. Denise and I had joked around before about it but we never thought anything would ever happen because it is difficult to find a guy interested in doing it and one that we thought we could trust and develope a friendship with. That was until this weekend. (more…)

If I were yours, you’d know how much I love to play at performance and wanton display. That I like to recline against the headboard, like some lusty courtesan with you, my ardent admirer at the opposite end. You’d know how I open my soft thighs, shyly at first, then boldly as we warm to the game. Open my legs to reveal the pinkness of my flesh and with fingers spread those swollen lips so your eyes can see me.

How I like to dip into that heat and bring my fingers, glistening with juice to your mouth. How when you grasp that hand and hold it close to your face to inhale me then suck my fragrant fingers into your hot mouth it makes me absolutely sure that I’m the most desirable creature on earth. How when you say “I love the smell and taste of you”, it makes me literally melt and drip with love. When I see your eyes grow wide and watch your mouth fall open a little like an awestruck boy, I know that my pretty pussy is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. (more…)

The noise from the adjacent bedroom window caught his attention. Randy had been sitting on the motel porch in front of his room, reading the newspaper, and sipping a drink. He had been on the road for several days and this was his first opportunity to catch up on the news from a national perspective. However, the moans and cries that emanated from the open window broke his concentration. Someone was getting it on and that aroused his interest. He fought back the urge to put down his paper and peek into the window. (more…)

I

Janet had promised him a surprise and a treat for Valentines Day. He’d arrived home from work to find the house plunged into pseudo-darkness, with just candles dotted around the place, lighting the rooms in a new way, soft, glowing and mysterious. There was a light meal prepared on the table for him, she insisted she had already eaten, kissing away his workday worries with her sweet moist lips, the lipstick tasting new to him. Easing his coat from him, she sat him down at the table, stroking his shoulders and upper arms, coaxing him into the chair. They drank wine together, though it was not their usual thing, and the sweet bite and aroma lightened his mind, easing away the worries of the world outside. (more…)