My wife started the game a few years ago. We weren't going to make the big swinger club party for New Years Eve, so we made sure we attended a smaller house party on the week before Christmas. She got to talking with another woman about how to break the ice and meet new people, and suddenly she invented a new game. She put five types of wrapped hard candies in a bag, and each of the women chose one. She put the same five...

I parked at the end of the street 20 minutes early so I wouldn’t be late, hands sweating on the wheel as I tried to breathe steady. What the fuck am I doing? Who even am I? I almost texted to back out, but I wanted whatever came next, more than I wanted anything rational. At exactly 8 pm, I pulled up in front of his place and got out of my car, clutching my bag to my chest like it held the rest of my life. He opened the d...

Foreword I’m an old Frenchman who doesn’t have much time left to live because of several serious health problems. I've had no sexual ability for eight years, which doesn't bother my wife, who has stopped having any sexual desire since a long time ago. All I can do now is remember my youthful loves and relive them in my mind, which brings back good memories of a distant past. My first romantic adventure was a long time ago...

Gently grasping August's cock, I drew him closer. He moved with me until his tip was pressed against my opening. As I started working it inside me, I looked up to see his face twist with pleasure; his mouth fell open while his eyes briefly closed. I felt a twinge of discomfort, a mere warning at first. But then I took him deeper, and the pain bloomed within me. Though I wasn't a virgin, I was just about, and my pussy wasn...

Bertie tugged for the third time at his necktie, then finally unwound it and started over. The motions of a Windsor knot still came clumsily to him, but it wouldn’t do for the new Assistant Manager to look sloppy. No matter how many attempts it took, he was going to look the part. It would just take some getting used to. “Bertie! Can I have one of these?” The refrigerator door blocked most of her from view, but a shock of...

“Look at all this rubbish! Laia's boyfriend is really going over the top. The French Hens lay eggs. We'll eat the swans, geese and the partridge. But what are we going to do with these bloody leaping lords? And these maids milking? Who's supposed to pay for their food for the next twenty years?” My husband had a point about our daughter's lover. But after two hours of ‘discussion’ with the eight maids, he mysteriously cha...

------ Marcus Silk sheets slid over my skin as I rolled onto his side, the hotel room swimming into focus. That damned digital clock bled blue light across everything. My body groaned when I moved—yesterday's training session still sang in my muscles. Curtains stood cracked open, letting the city glow slash across dark furniture. Well into my thirties, almost forty. An old man is in this game now. It didn't matter that my...

The glow of the Christmas tree is the only light in the house. The shimmering lights reflect off the ornaments and garland, adding a sense of wonder to the room. A peaceful hush descends as the magic of the night fills the room. He enters the room bare-chested. His pajama pants are slung low on his hips. My mouth waters. He has no idea the picture he makes with the tree's light, casting a golden hue on his skin. He comes...

Gently grasping August's cock, I drew him closer. He moved with me until his tip was pressed against my opening. As I started working it inside me, I looked up to see his face twist with pleasure; his mouth fell open while his eyes briefly closed. I felt a twinge of discomfort, a mere warning at first. But then I took him deeper, and the pain bloomed within me. Though I wasn't a virgin, I was just about, and my pussy wasn...