She looked at the paper still in her hand and imagines dialling the number written there as soon as she got off the train. If they think I'm living at the dormitory, she thought, they'll go out of their freaking minds.

She imagined Pammy's apartment, dim and mellow, with the light bouncing off smooth soft fabrics and cushions. She imagined how it would smell, musty with incense, cooking and the aroma of sex.

Soft, warm and friendly she saw it when she closed her eyes. She wondered how many men Pammy had slept with. She tried to imagine the...

"There," he said. "I show you, you show me "

Hesitantly, Aretha peeled off her own clothing until she stood in front of Chip as naked as the day she was born.

He scrutinized her nude body carefully . . . looking for any flaws or signs of wear and tear such as stretch marks or operative scars. None were to be found, though. Her complexion was flawless. Smooth, dark and soft. Her tits were big and firm and bouncy looking. And her ass was a pair of perfectly molded twin globes.

"Am I okay?" Aretha asked timidly.

"Don't tell me your husband doesn't appreciate what he's got at home here," Al said, looking about after he'd finished fixing her set.

"Sometimes I wonder," she said quietly. "Frankly, Al, he neglects me."

"I wouldn't neglect you if you were my wife," he told her. "As a matter-of-fact, I know exactly what I'd do."

She teasingly laughed and replied, "What would you do, Al?"

"Everything," he grinned shyly.

Belinda has never been that adventurous in the bedroom department, much to her...

"One night we took the big step. We'd had a big argument about something I did. We decided to see if swapping could bring us together and keep us together. Well, to make a long story short-it did I think we love each other as much now, or maybe even more, than we ever did."

"What's all this leading up to?" Barbara cast a suspicious glance at him.

"I'm suggesting you and Peter give swapping a try."

Barbara shook her head.

Peter appeared interested. "How? Another party at Bart's?"

Jim was taken by an unholy urge.

Normally, he would never have done a thing like that with such woman, but this was an exceptional case. He was horny, as a bull and she, quite obviously, was a lewd lady. He had the irresistible urge to, accidentally, show himself off to her.

He moved one thigh slightly out, drawing the front of his robe open.

Trying to speak normally, he croaked, "We're getting dressed. Bridgette, is it?"

"Un-huh."

"My wife will be down in a few minutes with your...

Cliff walked in only moments before Bill. They were surprised to see one another there. They looked at Belle questioningly. "Belle?"

"I just thought that if one is good, then two ought to be better." As they stood in the entrance talking, the bell rang and when she opened it there stood Jess with a grin from ear to ear. The grin faded as he saw the other two.

"And if two are better-well, then three has to be great "

She ushered them into the living room and they all sat down. The three men looked at one another and at...

Lauren said, "He's hot for you, Bethany. He says, 'That cute ass next door, I'd like to sink my teeth into it '"

"But Lauren - would you - let Tom - your husband - and me..."

The other laughed. "Honey, this is Horny Haven."

Bethany recalled the panties under the highboy, and Lauren's mention of broads juicing the bedsheets. Goodness, did they have - orgies?

And the party tonight, what would it be like?

No matter how long and strong Bethany's lover, he still can't bring her to climax....

Polly stood in the small, unlighted spare bedroom in the basement. She peeked out through the crack of the partially opened door and watched Bradly's bare feet stopping briefly on the top step of the basement stairway. She been waiting for him in the large and only other room of the basement, and she'd heard him calling out to her when he'd entered the house. After that she'd listened to his footsteps overhead, her pulse beating fast because she wanted him to come down and find her.

For several minutes then she'd heard no sound overhead. When he'd finally opened...

He not only liked to look at Adriana's ass, he liked to feel it. Her flesh felt very warm and soft under the skimpy bikini and his fingers gently rubbed and squeezed all over.

"I'd love to see you naked, baby," he said enticingly.

She didn't flinch. "I'd love to see you naked, too, Mr. Williams."

He laughed. "Call me Don-and take off your bikini."

"How about you taking it off for me," she suggested.

Putting his camera on a nearby table, he moved toward her. She kept her back...

The smile of the blond-haired boy leapt into her mind. She remembered how his shyness had touched her. He obviously had felt embarrassed about the feelings that looking at her provoked. Her own excitement had embarrassed Martha then. But, looking back on it, she felt only the naked desire. She could imagine that such an untouched boy would be the perfect lover. He would do all the things she wished Frank would do, but knew he would never do.

Mrs Roy likes nothing more than making love, but she does wish her husband Frank was a bit more gentle... a bit more considerate....