Jim wondered whether he was unusual in terms of his sexual
fantasies. He had married his childhood sweetheart when they were
both relatively young. He and Peggy had started going together
when he was seventeen and she fifteen. They were married at
twenty-one and nineteen respectively. After about a year’s marriage, Jim began his fantasies about Peggy making love to another
man. He never really analyzed why this idea excited him. All he
knew was that his cock became eight inches of rock hard sex when-
ever he thought of it.

He wondered how he might be able to broach the topic with
Peggy without offending her. Their regular sex life was rather
exciting. They fucked often and with a fervor. She was a fox. Her
height was about 5′3″ and she weighed about 120 pounds. She had
great tits that filled a 34 C bra without trouble. With a rather
small waste, she sported the lovely undulating pair of buttocks
that rippled so nicely when she walked. Needless to say, Jim’s
mind worked overtime when it came to his libido.

Jim tried some of the traditional approaches like attending
X-Rated movies and playing touch and go with some of their
friends. She never found any of his friends exciting enough to
respond or say anything that would suggest she wanted to fuck any
of them. Then one day she returned home after working the after-
noon shift at a local assembly plant. She indicated that Ray, a
guy that worked on her line, was teasing her about her jeans
being too tight. She asked Jim if he thought that Ray was right. (more…)

There he was again. Every day for two weeks he had been in her
car on the subway. She had felt him staring at first and had smiled to
him politely. He did not approach her during the train ride or after,
but for the 35 minutes it took to get her to her home station, he
watched her.
To start, Janet was rather annoyed at the invasion of privacy,
but as the days passed and she admired his muscular frame and soft blue
eyes she felt he was waiting for something.
This morning she had decided to do something about it. She had
woken up early to prepare. Her outfit for the day included medium
heels, garter belt and stockings, blouse, short-cut skirt, bra, and
jacket. (more…)

It was a hot June afternoon. The humidity was low however
so it didn’t feel exhaustingly boiling outside. School had let
out not a month before and I couldn’t get over the feeling of
freedom. I was doing some things around the house feeling com-
fortable from the central air conditioning. Then, the doorbell
rang. I went to the door and there was Tiffany. I hadn’t seen
her since that BUS TRIP I took a few months back. She looked
spectacular! She was even more tan now then she was then. She
had on these bright pink shorts and a safire blue blouse which
was tied at the bottom. She had her hair partially pulled back,
but it looked real good. I smiled approvingly at her and said
“Hi, you’re right on time. C’mon in.” (more…)

We were in Jane’s room. She had a single room right next to Sam’s
(that’s Samantha, not Samuel) and it became a hang out for the four of
us. Brain was pretending to be asleep on the floor, and Sam was trying
to find a ticklish spot with little success. I was sitting behind Jane
on her bed, massaging her shoulders and neck. A nice neck, Burried
under her long brown hair was a firm little body that delightedly held
some curves. She was enjoying the backrub and said as much.
Just then, Sam found a ticklish spot, and Brain sat up, saying Hey
now, hey, now… He was from texas. It showed. He patted Sam on her
blonde head. She had long silky blonde hair that would put a fur seal
to shame. She also posessed a the narrowest waist I’ve ever seen on a
grown woman, all the more amazing set amid her more than generous
curves. (more…)