John Martin was getting really turned-on. He felt with his hand to adjust himself when he suddenly realized for the first time that he had been stripped to his shorts and T-shirt. He shook his head to clear it. What the hell was going on? He couldn't be dreaming all this; his balls ached slightly as his rod pushed out the front of his shorts. He looked back at the wall. No wonder he was this rock solid.

He looked, at another photo of the same model. This time the slip had been discarded and she was bending, forward across a dressing table as if checking her...

"Why don't we all go around in the nude?" the teacher suggested. "We can't hide anything that way."

"I've got about nine inches I'd like to hide," Roger said. "I don't know whether it'd be safe to run around here with that big thing hanging between my legs."

"Go ahead and let me see it," the teacher said, "I'm letting you see all of me."

She had given a convincing argument. And it didn't take much arm twisting to get Roger to start stripping. Not to be outdone, his buddy joined him. Soon Will and Roger were completely...

"Hello," Catherine said.

"I thought I'd invite you for swimming," Martha said. "It's awfully hot and neighbors should get together."

"Thank you," Catherine said. Catherine felt better. It hadn't been an accusation. "I'll think about it."

"Well you just come right over when you feel like it," Martha said sweetly.

Catherine hung up the phone. She realized she was trembling and she had to go to the couch and sit down. She found it was more than tempting. Fred would be over there. He would be in his tight...

Martin worked as an illustrator for an advertising agency. He had a deep love for his sexy, young wife, but what bothered her was that he just didn't seem to be able to give her the kind of exciting sex that she really wanted. Lorri had felt guilty at first over banging with Freddie, but after he had thoroughly hypnotized her with his sexy movements, she felt differently about the whole thing.

The more she thought about what she had been through with him, the more she liked the prospect of some more of that same kind of sex.

Lorri realized...

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...