Date Night Extraordinaire Our date nights have been few and far between for a couple of years now. It is how it is, I guess, when you have a small child, and few you trust to watch him for more than a couple of hours. We have a fantastic relationship, though, and our love is stronger than ever. So is our sex life. We have a lot of fun, both being exhibitionists and me being a voyeur; our proximity to the beach, and day tr...

I’d heard her initially, clicking heels echoing along the drab subway platform. It was almost midnight on Christmas Day. Turning at the sound I only saw her from behind. A cascade of honey-hued blonde hair flowed over a short, dark winter coat. Her legs were bare. My eyes slid across her black heels, hovering over the thick leather straps that circled each narrow ankle. Her coat hung loosely; other than her glorious hair...

I was at the local coffee shop, alone but taking up a two-top in the middle of the afternoon. I was using my laptop (and their wi-fi) to write my next Lush Stories erotic tale. The redhead at the table next to mine—thirty-ish, pretty, and shapely in a skirt and blouse—was also using her laptop, likely for work. (I’d seen her there before; we had exchanged glances and friendly little smiles in the past, so she kinda knew m...

Joan and Millie, dressed in their sexiest bathing suits head out on their own, looking for a sexually exciting day. Joan wore her black unlined bikini, she loved the way the seam on the bottoms enhanced her ass, and the lack of a pussy liner outlined her cunt lips. The top was supportive but also showed her breasts with the nipples clearly visible. Millie wore a thong pink bikini, with no panty liner, and the patch of clo...

The English Channel – Autumn, 1990 White capped waves continue beating against the forty-foot Gimbal Rose, her white sails straining against constant forty-knot winds. Although sturdy herself, Gaelle Beauchene’s strain begins to show. With her hair in a messy ponytail, she squints into a gray sheet of rain that has emerged from the north. The sky darkens faster than it should at this time in the afternoon. Heavy gusts pus...

Jimmy paused by the bus stop and checked the time. He had almost thirty minutes before the bus would be by, and he was getting thirsty. His eyes went first to the convenience store behind him, then focused on the guy leaning against the wall of the building. His blond hair fluttered in the breeze, and his trim torso and muscular arms were barely covered by the muscle shirt he wore. When he glanced up, Jimmy caught his gaz...

It was hot and sunny at the beach, and after a swim, we lay on our blanket and soaked up the sun. Throngs of beach-goers surrounded us, including a pair of young men on the blanket next to ours. I had noticed them watching Sharon when we came out of the water, their hungry eyes taking in her curves and jiggly breasts. When she kneeled on the blanket to towel off, she smiled at them, appreciating the young men's attention....