Mary had had enough! Her sixth grader Brendan and his little sister Sophie had been fighting almost all morning. Her nerves were already alert with anxiety and the bickering was making her head pound. “Brendan, you get it for an hour, Sophie the hour after that. When you’re done, it is mine for the rest of the day.” As her offspring began to protest. she held the tablet aloft as if they needed to jump for it. “Or I just p...

"The incumbent President will host an election night party at her Alaska mansion..." The President laughed. "That's what they think," she chuckled, watching the vice-president's wife take down the First Gentleman's trousers and commence blowing him. Turning to her Democratic rival, who, that very day, she had called a "Communist" on Fox, she nodded. "All signs point to a hung congress," said the anchor, as the two nominee...

As the inspection concluded, Mistress Willa released her hold on Ashley’s wrist cuffs, her touch gentle yet firm. The room was quiet, save for the steady rhythm of Ashley’s breathing as she slowly regained her sense of place. The soft glow of the candles cast long shadows across the room, creating an air of anticipation. “Your inspection is complete,” Mistress Willa said, her voice soothing but laced with authority. “You’...

As Ashley walked up the drive to the large home, her heart raced with a mix of nerves and anticipation. From the outside, no one would guess what was unfolding inside, except for the number of cars parked out front, signalling a large gathering. Before knocking to announce her arrival, Ashley double-checked that she was prepared just as the hosts had instructed. She replayed the words from the letter in her mind, having r...

As a recap, I was in Seattle for an interview with a major software company. I had visited a men’s clothing store in town to buy a pair of casual pants for a meeting with my agent. The store owner was a man named Jeffrey, a middle-aged, attractive gay man. At the time, I was one hundred percent heterosexual, but his actions made me wonder about my sexuality. I bought the pants and shirt and wandered back to my hotel, some...

The park where I’m walking the dog is the shape of a lozenge, and will take perhaps twenty minutes to walk around, or maybe five minutes to jog. Today is a chilly but sunny October morning, the leaves have begun to fall, ushering in the arrival of Autumn. I’m strolling along, no rush, and with my hands in my pockets, enjoying the sun’s warmth on my face, and being entertained by the antics of Daisy, my Labrador. It’s a go...

I arrived in Seattle for a job interview and realized that I had forgotten to pack casual pants to wear to a meeting with my agent. I wandered downtown and found this small men's shop and went inside. I noticed the pants they had available were casual and priced right. I was the only one in the store and shortly, a salesman came over and introduced himself, “I’m Jeffrey, may I be of service?” Jeff looked to be mid-thirtie...

My journey into the world of bisexuality continued, and I was ready to go a step further. I began to think about inviting a man into my apartment and bed. And I asked James after he sucked me in my car, and we kissed. I love kissing and with another man, I found this quite erotic. I could tell how a lady lover was in bed by the passion in her kisses. If this held, James would be incredible. It amazed me, I kissed a man, a...

I was addicted to Craigslist and meeting strangers in public parking lots at night. Why wouldn’t I be, I was getting good to great oral sex for free, no strings attached. In Part I of my bisexual journey, I discovered male-to-male rendezvous and felt myself being drawn in deeper. My fantasies took off, and I found I lusted for being naked with another man, cuddling close while we held each other's hard cocks. I was watchi...

I was fifty-two, recently divorced and living on my own. I found it was easy meeting women; online dating was akin to being a kid in a candy store. It was not unusual to get the lady in my bed within a few dates, sometimes getting a car BJ after the first. At this time, I wasn’t seeking a quality relationship. I was a serial dater and an admitted slut. I craved oral sex; my cock being sucked often. Bad head, good head, gr...