The Happiest Place on Earth

Per Vincent’s request, and with M&L’s permission, I am going to write about a very fond memory of ours. Unlike some entries we’ve posted on this blog, this one is absolutely true. It was a lot of fun to re-live it for this entry. I will refer to the other couple as “M” and “L” (“M” being the woman, and “L” being the man), even though those aren’t their real names, obviously, or even their initials.

A couple years ago, the four of us took a trip to Disneyland. I’ll withhold the boring, unsexy details of the trip itself in favor of something that happened the second night of the trip. We had returned to our hotel from the park and gotten ready for bed. M and L were in their bed, and Jill and I were in ours. We watched television for awhile, Jill fell asleep, and then we turned the TV and the lights off. I was anticipating the next day at Disneyland, and if I knew Jill, she was dreaming about what rides we would go on, where we would eat, and the other things we would do.

As I settled into bed to sleep, Jill reached over to me and let me know, without a single word, that she was horny. She stroked me through my shorts, using the most subtle movements, so as not to betray to M and L what she was doing. After a couple minutes, she snuck her hand inside of my shorts, quickly locating my already-hard cock. Despite her slow and gentle movements, I was very aroused, and she leaned close so she could kiss me on the mouth. As I felt her tongue moving between my lips I reached down her body, delighted to feel her smooth skin instead of the panties I had been expecting. I placed my hand between her thighs, sensuously working my way up them. Her warmth was inviting, and soon I found that she was wet, her pussy yielding easily to my touch. As I put a finger inside of her, she began to stroke me more vigorously, though not so much that her movements could be seen in the dark.

Our mouths finally parted. Jill raised her leg up ever so slightly as I penetrated her with a second finger, using my thumb to stimulate her clit. Though we were aware of the sleeping couple in the next bed, there was no way we were stopping now. I continued to play with Jill and she did the same with me, until she leaned close and whispered that she needed me inside her. As I quickly yanked down my shorts she shushed me quietly, then rolled over onto her back. I shifted so that I was on top, and slid into her. She grabbed my ass and pulled me closer, guiding me in and out of her.

As our movements grew more intense, I heard a sound from the other bed. Jill and I froze, assuming that either M or L were getting up to go to the bathroom. After a second, when the sounds continued, it became clear that they were following our lead. I glanced over to the other bed in the hopes of seeing something in what scant light there was, but I could see nothing. I waited, and soon Jill whispered, “It’s okay.” I began thrusting again, listening to the sounds made by our friends. My mind conjured up exciting images of what they might have been doing in the dark, what position they were enjoying mere feet away from us, and as Jill and I continued to fuck, the images made the turn-on so much greater. They didn’t talk dirty, they barely moaned. There was little noise beyond that made by their mattress, or ours. But knowing that they were having sex in the next bed over from where we were doing the same thing was truly exciting.

All of a sudden, L came, moaning heartily. As he did, M began moaning too, though I didn’t question whether she actually came or was just moaning for his benefit (or for ours). I didn’t care. But their sounds set Jill off. She definitely came. Her own moans, and the feeling of her pussy spasming around my cock drove me to my own orgasm. As I filled her up, she sighed happily, earning an appreciative catcall from L. We lay there in almost-complete silence for several minutes, the only sounds those of our breathing. No one said another word until morning. Jill and I kissed again, and she turned over. She was asleep in less than a minute.

M got up to take a shower. I strained through the darkness in the hopes of getting a look at her. I saw only the faintest shape pass by on the way to the bathroom door.

Thanks to M&L for their help on this one!

-Jack

Watching My Wife

Like most guys, I love the sight of a woman who enjoys getting herself off. It’s a huge turn-on to watch a woman touch herself, whether with her hands or with a toy. Watching her caress her body as she starts…watching her get more and more aroused as she really gets into it…watching her body convulse and hearing her moans as she comes. To steal a phrase from frequent poster Mia Wallace, I’m getting a funny feeling in my tummy just thinking about it.

Jill and I spent the weekend at an empty house my family owns, getting it ready for sale. Since it was just the two of us, we planned to have sex as soon as we walked in. We brought in a couple bags and an inflatable air mattress, since the house was literally empty of furniture, but since I was planning on a couple hours of quality sex, I thought I had best bring in the rest of our things before we got started. Jill inflated the mattress, and I watched as she got undressed. The knowledge that she was naked and ready for me would keep me on task.

I ran downstairs and out to the car. I grabbed our bags and, when I got back inside, dumped them by the door. I hurried upstairs to find the bedroom door closed. There was no knob on the door, and the hole where it once was gave me a nice view of what was happening within. I leaned down to look inside and saw Jill, lying on the air mattress. Her eyes were closed, and the expression on her face was one of ultimate pleasure. My eyes drank in her spread thighs, rising breasts and erect nipples. Her skin was flushed and her breathing quickened as both hands held her toy in place.

The fact that she was unaware that I was watching made the situation so much hotter. I’ve watched Jill get herself off many times, though she was aware of me virtually every time. Watching her do it while she thought she was alone was a very rare treat. My instinct was to walk right in and enjoy Jill’s self-pleasure. The thought of following her toy with my tongue was
arousing, but she knew what she was doing. I decided to keep quiet and enjoy the show, lest I distracted her.

As she came, I was hurriedly removing my clothes. I left them outside of the bedroom and walked in. She did a double-take, clearly unaware that I was watching. As I got on the mattress with her, I thanked her for the show.

-Jack

Hotel Story, Part 2

Once again, this is a work of fiction, and a pretty hot fantasy.

As I caught my breath, I looked up to see that John had entered Jane from behind. As he started thrusting, she dove back down, devouring me greedily, intent on making me come again. I could see Jane’s head buried between my legs, her ass up high, John’s hands on her hips as he rocked her back and forth. I felt Jane’s mouth on my clit, her fingers stroking my pussy, and I leaned my head back to enjoy it.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see you sitting on the edge of our bed. You were hard again, enjoying the sight of what we were doing and stroking yourself contentedly. As I continued to luxuriate under Jane’s efforts, I called you over to me. You came back to the bed we were on, and knelt down on the edge. You were close enough so that I could wrap my hand around you, and I felt your hardness, felt you throb in my grasp. Close to another orgasm, I took you into my mouth and sucked you deeply, for all I was worth. My pleasure was intensified by the feel of you between my lips.

As I came, I put my hand back on your cock, stroking you even as I continued to suck. My climax was brief but very intense, and when it was over I needed you inside me right away. In an instant, I was on all fours, and then I was using my shoulders to support myself as I reached back to spread myself open for you. It was a sight you couldn’t resist, and soon you were inside, filling me completely. I gasped with pleasure and braced myself against the bed with my hands. You began to fuck me, gripping my hips just as John was doing with Jill on the other side of the bed. I wondered if he felt as good as you did, then decided there was no way that was possible.

Jill was close enough to kiss, her lips full, sensual and inviting. As we kissed, I brushed her lips with my tongue, enjoying her taste even as we bounced back and forth against your powerful thrusts. Each movement of your cock stroked my G-spot, and the sensation was almost overwhelming. At the same time, your balls were slapping my clit with every thrust. The feeling was almost too much, and as Jane’s tongue snaked its way into my mouth, I was aware of an intense sensation, much more tantalizing than the orgasms Jane had given me earlier. You continued to massage my G-spot, and I came in a great gush that soaked your cock and balls.

I moved to our bed to recover from my orgasm and enjoy the show. By now John and Jane were both sweaty and disheveled. Soon, Jane asked you to help her fulfill one of her fantasies. You were intrigued, so you moved closer to her. While John continued to fuck her from behind, Jane swallowed you as deeply as she could. I watched as she worked her mouth all over you, and I grew even more aroused. As I watched Jane bob up and down on your cock, her tongue fluttering up your length and over your head, I reached into my overnight bag for my toy.

I lay on my back and turned on the toy. My legs spread, I began using it on my swollen lips and on my clit. Jane continued to suck and be fucked by you and John. Eventually they moved into missionary position. Jane’s head hung upside down off of the bed so she could continue to suck your cock, even deeper this time. Excited by their new position, I got up onto my knees to get a better look. I pressed my toy against my clit, then put it inside of me, working it in and out of myself by hand. As I rode my toy on the way to yet another orgasm, the three of you had found a steady rhythm and were on the verge of your own.

All at once, Jane came, and took her mouth off of you. Her passionate moans filled the room, and my ears. The sounds of her orgasm, as well as the sight of her body in the midst of climax, turned me on. As Jane shuddered, gripping the bedsheets in spasming fingers, you knelt over her, stroking your cock, then dotting her breasts and abdomen at the same time that John was filling her with his own come, groaning lustfully as he did.

I was aroused to new heights by what I had just seen, and I collapsed onto the bed, still working the toy in and out of my very wet pussy as I writhed in pleasure. My climax went on for some time, and I felt as though I was floating in space. When I was once again conscious of reality, John and Jane had excused themselves to the shower, and you were sitting on the edge of the bed where I lay, gently stroking my hair.

-Jill

Hotel Story

This is a story I e-mailed Jack last night. He says it was a nice surprise, and that he enjoyed reading it when he got home from work. I hope you enjoy it too!

(Once again, the names have been changed to protect the innocent.)

We spent the day wine tasting with John and Jane. Feeling a bit tipsy, we decided not to try and drive home, so we checked into a hotel to sober up. They only had one room with twin beds, so we figured we’d make the best of it and hopefully have some fun in the process. We turned on the TV and lay down on our bed, while John and Jane lay down on theirs. We put on an adult movie and needing a little hair of the dog, Jane decided to open a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon she and John bought at our last stop. We each had a glass and before long we were all feeling aroused.

I got onto the bed with Jane, while John moved into a chair to make room for me. With you and John cheering us on, Jane and I shared a kiss. Not a big one or anything, just a sweet, closed-mouthed kiss. You wanted more. As you egged her on, Jane kissed my neck, then started sucking on it softly. She put her hand under my top, and as her lips returned to mine her hands softly kneaded my breasts. I moaned with pleasure, in part because I wanted to turn you on, and also because Jane’s touch was Heaven. My fingers got restless so I unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a tight-fitting black bra that barely contained her luscious breasts.

Jane shrugged her blouse off of her shoulders. I took her breasts in my hands and massaged them, trying my best to make her feel the pleasure she had made me feel. At the same time, I kissed her chest, working my way up her neck and back to her mouth, where we kissed lustfully, our lips and tongues batting against each other. As Jane licked her way across my lips, you and John must have been turned on and ready to go, because I know I was.

When we stopped kissing, I looked your way and saw that both you and John had large bulges in your pants. I was hoping you would take them out and show us how hard you were, and maybe play with them a little bit. But you weren’t ready, and you told us to continue what we were doing so you could watch. Eager to please, I pulled down the cups of her bra, revealing two very firm, round breasts. She unclasped her bra, and dropped it to the floor. As I rubbed her nipples with my thumbs, she sighed and kissed me again, then took my hand off of her and placed it between her thighs. We both rubbed her, and at the same time I took her other hand and placed it between my legs.

As our play intensified, I looked over at you and John again. John’s pants were open and he had one hand inside, playing with his cock. Your pants were down, and despite your underwear I could definitely see how hard you were. After a few minutes caressing each other, Jane and I stopped so that I could finish undressing her. I undid her belt and unbuttoned her jeans, then slid them down over her hips, revealing a sexy black thong that matched her bra. She leaned against the bed and stepped out of her jeans, then arched her back to flaunt her ass.

I spanked Jane once on each cheek, then tucked my fingers into the waistband of her thong and pulled it out from her waist. I pulled it down, planting kisses along her hip down to her feet as it went. When she stepped out of it, she said it was my turn, and took off all of my clothes as well. I got back onto the bed, pulling her down after me, and we kissed long and passionately, for an instant completely unaware that you and John were still in the room. Her skin smelled clean and fragrant and I drank in her scent as I luxuriated in the sensation of her lips and tongue.

Jane kissed me all over, eventually coming to rest between my legs. She licked me with long strokes of her tongue, each lick sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout my body. As she devoured me, she caressed my thighs with her hands, somehow knowing just how much I enjoy that. The feeling of her tongue and hands, and the sounds of her lips on mine, were moving me ever closer to orgasm, and out of the corner of my eye I could see that you had finally stripped off your shorts and were stroking your cock, your eyes locked intently on our show. I shifted my gaze to John, still sitting in his chair. Like you, he was naked from the waist down, focused on the tongue-bath his wife was giving me and quickly working a tight fist up and down his cock.

The sight of two hot guys playing with their cocks was incredibly arousing. It was even hotter to think that they were doing it as a direct result of watching Jane go down on me. As Jane worked her tongue in and out of me, I started to come. She locked her mouth onto my pussy and rode me throughout a very intense climax, never missing a lick. She didn’t give me a chance to catch my breath before starting again, this time slipping a couple fingers inside of me and caressing my clit with her thumb.

You walked over to the bed, climbing on and kneeling beside my head so that your cock was just close enough for me to lick. John came around to the other side and dangled his own cock above my face. As he stroked it, he invited me to help, so I reached up and closed my hand around him. As I rubbed his cock you leaned closer to me and I sucked you deep into my mouth. I caressed the head of your cock with my tongue, then took you back into my mouth once again. I repeated this for awhile as I continued stroking John’s hard cock.

John commented that it looked like I was really good at sucking cock. You asked him if he would like a turn, and when he said yes you switched places with him. I played with your cock with my hands while I took John into my mouth. It was exhilarating to suck his cock, and to know that it turned you on to watch me do it. Meanwhile I still had Jane playing with my G-spot and my clit, and her efforts were so perfect that I was close to another orgasm. I continued to stroke your cock while sucking John ever deeper, taking him all the way to the back of my throat.

As I stroked you, I could hear you breathing hard, and I hoped you were as close to coming as I was. When I was right on the edge I took John’s cock out of my mouth and replaced him with yours. As I came, I sucked you deeply, feeling you throb between my lips. I worked my tongue all over the head of your cock until you rewarded me.

To be continued. (You didn’t think that was the end, did you?)

-Jill

Showing Off

Last week we got a new laptop, our first with a built-in webcam. We’ve had webcams in the past, though always external, and we haven’t used them much in the last year or so. So last night, in order to see how it worked (and hoping for the opportunity for a bit of fun), we logged into Yahoo! Chat for the first time in ages. Then we logged out, remembering immediately why we’d stayed away from them in the past.

Undaunted, we signed into Yahoo! using a couple of our older user IDs in the hopes of finding someone willing to cam with us. Between three IDs, two users from our buddy lists were online, and both were single males. We were hoping to find a couple or two, so we kept looking, keeping the single males in mind if all else failed. We did a couple searches of Yahoo! profiles using keywords like “cam”, “c2c” and “couple”, though most of the results were bots, male, or offline.

Having more or less abandoned hope that Yahoo! Messenger was going to be of any use to us, we racked our brains to remember the name of a free, non-Yahoo! video I.M. program we heard about from some friends, but couldn’t. (The program is Eyeball Chat; it’s installed on one of our other computers, but of course that fact eluded me until this morning.) It was getting late, so we conceded defeat.

While turning off the lights, I heard the familiar sound of an instant message coming through. It was from a Yahoo! user on our buddy list who we’d evidently chatted with before, though neither of us could recall any previous chat sessions. They were a couple, and although not local they seemed cool. We didn’t waste much time in small talk before turning on our webcam and accepting their invitation to view theirs. We were relieved to see that they were both there, sitting in chairs in front of a desk, in what appeared to be a bedroom. They were attractive, in their forties although they looked younger, and in good shape. They were dressed modestly, the wife in a sweater and the husband in a tank top, though the webcam was quickly turned down to display his nakedness below the waist.

We watched for a few minutes as the wife gave him a blowjob, and then Jill began doing the same to me. They put on a great show, and we did too, although we had to stand up or else we would have been out of range of the built-in webcam. After awhile the other couple got on their bed. The wife got undressed and began to ride him. I continued to watch, and Jill eventually looked at their cam and noticed that they had taken it to the next level. After a moment’s deliberation we decided to do the same. I took off my clothes and Jill stripped off her skirt, got on top and rode me, facing away from the webcam. Before long we had both almost forgotten that we were being watched (if we even still were), and we carried on as usual. We moved from cowgirl to doggy style, finishing up in missionary position with Jill’s second orgasm and my first.

When we’d finished we returned to the laptop, pleased to see that our webcam was still broadcasting. Our friends had returned to their chair, where the wife was trying to get her husband off by mouth. Once again her efforts were exciting to watch, and before I knew it I was hard again. Jill got on her knees and began to stroke and suck my cock. As I enjoyed her efforts I continued watching the couple on the webcam. Before long, the husband came on his wife’s generous breasts, which she squeezed together more for my (or her husband’s) viewing pleasure than for any other reason. That’s all I needed to push me over the edge, and I pulled out of Jill’s mouth, stroking myself up against her breasts and showering them with my come.

After a moment, our audience stopped viewing, and logged out of Yahoo! Messenger without a word. All Jill could say was, “That was great.”

-Jack

Finger Cuffs

Tuesday night, before having sex, Jack and I re-read the hot tub story I posted. That led to a very arousing conversation about our fantasies. We’ve got a lot of them, and no jealousy or insecurities in our relationship. Because of this we have always taken pleasure in sharing our fantasies with each other. We’re very open about them, not so that we can make them come true (because some fantasies are better left that way) but because sharing something so exciting and taboo with a partner makes it so much more exciting and pleasurable.

Fingercuffs, or one woman with two men, is a fantasy I have liked for a long time, but Jack didn’t fantasize about it very much before we met. In fact, it didn’t turn him on until he knew how much I liked it. And do I ever like it! One thing I like about this fantasy is that there are so many variations. Sometimes in the fantasy I am on all fours, other times I am on my back, and other times I am on top of one of the guys. Sometimes I’m sucking while getting fucked, sometimes I’m stroking or sucking both guys. One of the guys is almost always Jack, but the other guy could be anybody. Sometimes I can see his face, but other times I can’t.

Years before I met Jack, I came close to actually experiencing this fantasy. I was having sex with my boyfriend in the bedroom of his apartment when his roommate walked in on us. I wasn’t expecting an audience and his sudden entrance surprised me. But I was so caught up in the moment and turned on both by the great sex as well as by the spontaneous show we were putting on that I just went with the flow.

While we showed off, the roommate stood in the doorway and watched, rubbing himself through his jeans. After awhile, my boyfriend and I started doing doggy style. The roommate stood next to the bed, then opened his pants and pulled his cock out. As he stroked it with one hand, he pulled down his jeans with the other, and stepped out of them. I could see how nice his cock was, bigger than my boyfriend’s, and watching him play with it turned me on immensely. As my guy fucked me from behind, I imagined taking his roommate’s cock into my mouth, giving him the best head he had ever received. I imagined both of them filling me so full, satisfying me so completely as I satisfied them.

The roommate and I locked eyes, and I watched his facial expressions as he pleasured himself. I decided to do the same thing, and reached down to play with my clit. I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I loved the idea that the sight of me, naked and being fucked, my tits swaying back and forth with each thrust, sweat dripping from my forehead, my hair in my face, even the sounds our bodies made, had gotten him so aroused that he couldn’t resist making himself come.

I shifted my gaze from his face down to his cock as he played with it, rubbing it vigorously. He gave a few last strokes and groaned erotically as he climaxed, his cum landing on the carpet near the bed. He remained nearby, watching and playing with his limp cock as I had my own orgasm. My boyfriend’s orgasm followed. I guess the roommate lost interest because he wandered off around the same time that I excused myself to the shower to clean up.

It was a night that would weigh on my mind for a long time. At the time, it didn’t occur to me that my boyfriend and his roommate had planned it, hoping I would do all the things they undoubtedly fantasized about. That I would take one in my pussy and the other in my mouth, then switch. That I would ride one guy while the other slipped inside my ass from behind. That I would take one in each hand and stroke them off at the same time, until they rewarded me with load after load of cum all over my face and my tits. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if the roommate had gotten onto the bed with us, and where the night might have gone. I like thinking about the possibilities.

-Jill

Sex When Company’s Over

Jill and I are experts when it comes to keeping quiet during sex. We’ve had enough practice at suppressing moans, mattress squeaks and other noise that we can do it when we need to, although neither of us enjoys being quiet. We have an exhibitionist streak, and our natural tendency is to be uninhibited and loud, or at least as loud as you’re supposed to be when you’re not worried about being overheard.

Last night we had a friend and former roommate of mine staying over. Once he went to bed, I headed into our room to join Jill, who I assumed was already sleeping, or maybe reading in bed. Instead I found her on top of the covers, playing with a toy. She had a porn DVD on mute, though at the moment she wasn’t paying much attention to it. It looked like she had already come, and I guessed she planned to keep coming until I joined her.

As I took off my clothes, she came again, almost silently. As I got on the bed I heard the door to the guest bathroom closing, reminding both of us of our guest’s presence in the house, which I know that I forgot about the instant I found my wife naked on our bed, legs splayed wide and in the midst of intense self-pleasure. I realized that, although we were going to have sex, it might be best to keep it quiet.

A quick aside: As I said before, our guest is a former roommate of mine. So it’s not like the guy hasn’t heard me getting laid before. But obviously the last thing Jill or I would want to do is risk making him feel uncomfortable. And yeah, I know what you’re thinking: A little noise through the wall, courtesy of my wife, might have helped him get to sleep. But at the moment I wasn’t even thinking about that. All I wanted to do was fuck.

I lay down near the edge of the bed and started to help Jill get off. With my mouth and my fingers I brought her to another orgasm, her fifth, she told me later. I continued to devour her all the way through it, until she gently pushed my face away from her.

“It’s your turn,” she said, and pulled me up to her so we could share a kiss. I was inside her in an instant, thrusting ever so slowly so as not to nudge the headboard against the wall, a dead giveaway if there ever was one. I maneuvered her onto her side and continued thrusting, aware that the mattress was squeaking ever so slightly.

I leaned over to kiss Jill’s shoulder, the only part of her that I could easily reach. She moved her head toward me, trying in vain to touch my tongue with her own before her head fell back onto the bed. Still thrusting, the sounds of the mattress weren’t loud as we were still moving slowly, but we were aware of them, moreso because the house was quiet. After a few moments, Jill asked if I wanted to move to the floor. Although I was beyond caring who heard us, I agreed.

We took advantage of this brief pause in the action to switch to doggy style once we were on the floor. I should point out that we both love doggy style. While we enjoy every position we can manage, Jill and I both agree that there’s something inherently naughty about any position where you don’t face each other. Plus, I really enjoy the view of her ass and her bare back. There’s nothing not to like about doggy style, is there?

The only drawback that I can even think of is that I don’t always come while we’re doing doggy style. Jill arches her back pretty high, and when I kneel behind her it’s harder for us to line up correctly, so I tend to squat or crouch behind her instead. This way I’m taller, and can actually get my cock inside of her. However, crouching or squatting for long periods of time tires my legs out. Well, last night as I was crouching behind her, deep inside of her, I became aware of the fact that she was only bracing herself against the floor with one hand, as the other was working on her clit. The realization of what she was doing was all I needed. I pulled out, and Jill whipped around, taking me into her mouth and finishing me off.

We took a shower and got back into bed. As we lay there, I asked Jill what she would have done if the door had opened while we were in the middle of it, perhaps if our guest had heard noises and decided to investigate. I like asking questions like these, especially during afterglow. Sometimes she’ll come up with a very raunchy scenario involving the sort of things she’d never do in real life. This time, however, she said, “I guess we’d put on a show.”

-Jack

What I’m Reading…

Jack and I both love to read, and one of the subjects we enjoy reading about is sex. We have a lot of books on the topic, and we will occasionally give them a look as a prelude to sex, when we’ve got open-minded company over, or for pretty much any other reason. We keep these books on the top shelf of the bookcase in our guest room, mainly because we don’t have enough room in our bedroom. In the guest room they are out of the way, yet easily accessible when they’re needed. The only downside is that we’ve got to move them when certain out-of-town guests stay over, but this isn’t really a problem. We keep a box of travel books in our closet, and swap them for the sex books until our company is gone. Works great!

This week I am re-reading Caught Looking: Erotic Tales of Voyeurs and Exhibitionists. It’s a collection of short stories edited by Alison Tyler and Rachel Kramer Bussel. It’s been out a couple years, and I’ve read it a couple times already, but I love the themes and the stories so much that I’m enjoying my third time. When the book was first published, we attended a reading at Good Vibrations in San Francisco, got thoroughly aroused, then went home for some of the hottest sex we’d ever had. I’m still shocked that we actually made it home.


In case you can’t tell, the stories in this book are all about exhibitionism and voyeurism. From the back cover: “Watching a lover undress from the safety of a window or a hidden hole in the wall. Stripping down (or dressing up) and showing off. Secretly watching others as they expose themselves, or reversing the equation by taking center stage. For the dedicated voyeur, exhibitionist, or anyone who can’t resist peeping when they know they shouldn’t.” Here are the titles of the stories:

Curtain Call – Thomas S. Roche
Room with a View – Saskia Walker
A Flash of Gold – Radclyffe
All Eyes on Her – M. Christian
Walled Lake Girl – Tara Alton
Tight Spots – Debra Hyde
Replacements – Tenille Brown
The Changing Room – Catherine Lundoff
My Finest Hour – Stan Kent
The Stars Fell Down – Kristina Wright
Couples Welcome – Erica Dumas
Busted – Sophie Mouette
X-ray Specs – Heather Peltier
Forceful Personalities – Dominic Santi
The Poet, Dying – Simon Sheppard
Command Performance – Teresa Noelle Roberts
Volcanic Vacation – Sage Vivant
Down on Your Knees – Shanna Germain
Late Bloomer – Alison Tyler
Sharing the Perfect Cock – Rachel Kramer Bussel

Although just about every page in Caught Looking arouses me in some way, my favorite stories are probably The Stars Fell Down and X-Ray Specs. X-Ray Specs is a longtime favorite of ours, having been posted at Good Vibrations’ website long before this book was published. If you’d like to read it, you’ll find it here:

http://www.goodvibes.com/content.jhtml?id=999

If you’re like us – if the thought of making love in front of an unobstructed floor-to-ceiling window turns you on, if you’ve ever gotten really hot viewing a webcam, if you enjoy pleasuring yourself twice as much when you’ve got an audience, if your biggest fantasies involve watching and being watched – give Caught Looking a try.

http://www.amazon.com/Caught-Looking-Erotic-Voyeurs-Exhibitionists/dp/1573442569/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1222205019&sr=8-1

I just wish I could find this in an audiobook, because turning the pages and using a toy can be incredibly difficult when you’re uncoordinated like me. 🙂

-Jill