Australian Penthouse

I moved into a small, two-bedroom unit shortly after my divorce. About two months later, two gorgeous women moved in next door. One was a blonde, the other brunette. As I was leaving for work one morning, I noticed one of them having car trouble, so I offered some assistance and was able to get her old BMW started. (continue reading…)

Although my fiancée, Eva, and I have engaged in some limited swinging and threesomes, we greatly prefer to focus our sexual energies within the confines of our relationship. We find that mixing the warmth of our love with the intensity of our passion is indeed the sweetest pleasure of all. However, a recent accidental experience with the telephone provided us with a unique blend of monogamy and swinging that was most erotic. (continue reading…)

We’d been at the strip club for a while, and my stack of tipping dollars had started to dwindle. I’d been sticking them into the bras and underwear of all the big-breasted babes who danced my way, loving how the crisp cards looked against their pale skin. My cock had got hard from just watching them, but they didn’t have my full attention—most of that be­longed to my wife, Caitlin. (continue reading…)

When my wife Heather said she had a surprise for me for my birthday, I was pretty sure I knew what it was. I’d been hinting that I wanted to visit the new strip club in town, and since she’s bisexual and loves a good lap dance as much as I do, it seemed a sure thing. However, she insisted on keeping my gift a secret, so I wasn’t sure what to expect and was cer­tainly shocked when she finally unveiled her present. After a sump­tuous meal featuring all my favourite foods, she told me to go in the liv­ing room, sit in my favourite chair and keep my eyes closed. (continue reading…)

I never thought I’d convince my girl­friend to have a threesome with another girl, but when my high-school sweet­heart came to visit a few months ago, that’s exactly what happened, and it wasn’t even my idea! (continue reading…)

As my wife Cheryl laid on the li-lo in our friend Howard’s pool, Howard asked her, “Where did you get such a small bikini?”

“The lingerie store I work in sells all kinds of sexy clothing, from thongs to bikinis to teddies and nightgowns,” Cheryl responded.

“You’re a lucky bloke,” Howard told me. (continue reading…)

Even though I’m a married woman in my late 30s, I’m extremely attracted to guys in their 20s. When my hubby’s working, which is most of the time, I masturbate, thinking of young guys. Recently, I got to live out my fantasy. A handsome man came to my door selling knick-knacks for a local charity. He was so cute I invited him inside to hear his pitch. (continue reading…)

I come out from the bathroom wearing a black negligee that’s tight across my chest and barely covers my hard, pink nipples. My sheer black thigh-highs are secured to my lace garters, and I’m not wearing any knickers. (continue reading…)

I’m 22 and single with thick brown hair and dark green eyes. My tits are 34B, and I have a nice round butt. I’ve been told I look cheap, but I don’t care. I love it! I always dress sexy and never fail to attract lots of attention from men. (continue reading…)

A couple of months ago, my wife Mary went out with some friends and asked if I’d pick her up at a club at around 2am. She wore a slinky silver dress, black thigh-high stockings and heels, along with a matching black bra and thong. (continue reading…)

I am a married man in my mid-30s, about six-feet tall, with dark blond, wavy hair. I like to think I have a normal build, and I go to the gym a few times a week to try and keep in good shape for my wife, Sally. She’s a few years younger than me, and has shoulder-length brown hair. Sally doesn’t need to go to the gym because running around after our two boys seems to keep her as slim as when we first met. (continue reading…)

I have been married for seven years now, and although I’ve read Forum for about 15 years, I’ve never been able to get my wife interested. She doesn’t believe the letters and says they’re all made up. To prove her wrong, I’d like to tell you about something we did two months ago so she’ll see our very real story in print… (continue reading…)