All Chapters of The Wet Diãry : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I have never met today’s guests before, though Sarah piqued my interest when she showed me some naked pics of them on her phone a few days ago. “They are seven-years younger than us and gender fluid just like us,” she told me. “Her ass is not as good as mine, though her tits are bigger. Do you like her big nipples and areola? And he has an impressive cock, though not as thick or big as you. I am very attracted to both of them. How about you baby? Who do you prefer? Or would you like to have both of them?” “Can we have both at the same time baby?,” I tease half jokingly. “Of course, you know what I like. Now fuck me while we discuss the details, an extra turn on for both of us,” Sarah tells me. We are a professional couple in our early forties. Sarah is of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from me, bi-sexual, though she didn’t need a great deal of prompting. She has a very st

We have just showered together after trimming each other’s pubic hair. We are both totally naked as we enjoy watching each other masturbate in slow motion.“We both have similar sexual mores,” Sarah smiles at me. “We both enjoy a bisexual tryst around around once a month. Our rules are no fucking, just oral sex. Though that doe’s leave lots of scope.“You know how much I enjoy a much younger man licking me to orgasm before I blow him. And I do enjoy you masturbating while you watch and enjoy. And I especially enjoy watching some of those men blowing your large, thick cock.“And to be fair to you we often share another woman. We have never had a really young girl though. Perhaps nineteen or twenty years old?“Does the thought of us sharing a young girl, perhaps nineteen or twenty years old appeal to you baby?“It has huge appeal for me. Just the the thought of it has me close to cumming. Very close.“I don’t think a girl that age would ever have had a cock as

Hey Diary, I am Kate, my man Lucas and I are holidaying in an exclusive five-star resort. We chose this resort because of it’s reputation for ‘special parties’ and adult entertainment.We are both in our early forties with attractive bodies that appeal to both sexes, both with high sex drives and we do like to stretch our gender fluid sexual boundaries.Our benchmark is fucking five times in a day. We agreed during this holiday to stretch our sexual boundaries, and work through some of the items on our bucket list without any jealousies getting in the way.However, we agreed on one rule, no fucking with others, any sexual pleasure apart from fucking was acceptable and left lots of exciting options.I get a real buzz when I tell my man, “Your turn on is my turn on,” and he tacitly smiles back.On our first date a few years ago he took my fingers and slowly kissed them before putting them in his mouth. He was mimicking oral sex as he sucked, licked, and kissed them

Jamie's head falls back as she let's out a bitter laugh. "Don't lie to me Graham, I'm not a child anymore!" Her kimono shifts slightly revealing the slip of blushing skin between her perky breasts. The sight causes a stir in my suit pants and I hope she can't see my growing erection. All of a sudden I feel as though the heating has been up to the max and I can feel a bead of sweat trickling down the back of my neck. As much as I would love to bend my stepdaughter over my desk and have her coming for me over and over I know that it is wrong. I know I shouldn't have these thoughts and I curse myself for not being able to stop the throbbing in my boxers. Loosening my tie I look her dead in the eye. "You're delusional!" "I saw you! I saw you fucking her!" Jamie shouts loud enough for the neighbours to hear. "Keep your fucking voice down!" I can't afford for my wife to hear her! What would she do if she found out? Divorce me no doubt and sh

When I was in junior high school in the mid 1970’s the administration made the progressive move of making, on a trial basis, two of the ninth grade PE classes coeducational. One was to be taught by one of the boy’s PE coaches, and the other by one of the girl’s PE coaches.The boy’s coaches were very selective in their choices for this project: they only picked the best behaved boys, not necessarily the best athletes. I was one of those boys chosen.While my buddies and I were waiting for the teachers to be announced we speculated and discussed whom we wanted to be our fist female PE teacher. The favorite was Miss Rodgers, a young and slender redhead. The least preferred was Mrs. Cole, a fat, elderly woman who liked boys about as much as she liked slime mold, and girls only slightly better. Mrs. Cole wore her graying blonde hair in a short and severe hair style that screamed ‘Butch!’ In the end it was Mrs. Goodwin who was my first lady PE Teacher.This is the story of Mr