Many months had now passed since that night I moved through that crossroads with Eric. He left the morning after and sadly I haven’t heard from him. I was a changed person. I was hooked. Something had triggered my inner slut. The only thing that I knew for certain was that I wanted more. More lingerie, more toys and more boys. Leading into the New Year, I purchased lingerie and toys online. The postie, who had hardly ever...

As I lay there in his embrace, my sole focus was on the gleaming ring, the Prince Albert, and the eye that it was piercing, stared back at me. His cock pulsed repeatedly. Each time causing the ring to move, almost mesmerizingly like a hypnotist’s watch. It drew me in. I had to touch this shiny ring of pleasure. So, I reached out to it, I asked if I could feel it. He said, "Yes." I tentatively drew my finger across its smo...

Sure, like most teenagers, I experimented and experienced the sexual side of life. There were alcohol and weed-fuelled nights of open group masturbation, and mutual masturbation with both girls and boys. By 17 years of age, the boys were long gone, and the focus strictly was on girls. Fast forward 50 years. I was separated from my partner of 40 years, alone, upstairs, by myself. This was now my life. A little over 2 years...