It was quite late at night. Lily was driving home after work. She had gulped down three cups of coffee to keep herself awake while driving. Suddenly, she felt as if her bladder was going to burst. She drove for another five minutes before reaching a service station. Lily pulled into the parking lot and parked her car as close to the building as possible. She grabbed her handbag and the phone from the passenger seat. She t...

I fully expected to hear from Stephen within a day or two of our first encounter at the Frontier, but as the days passed and turned into more than a week, I resolved that, like Jerry, he had no intention of contacting me. I was now 0 for 2 in my search for a steady lover and began to wonder if this lifestyle precluded having a relationship that included exclusivity between lovers. After all, the entire premise of swinging...

I was down on all fours facing the glory hole. No, I was not in some stinky men’s restroom. I’m way too civilized for that. I was on my hands and knees in an empty refrigerator box. Let me explain. I had stayed home from my law office to take delivery of the new refrigerator – a big stainless steel thing with French doors. After the delivery guy installed it, he started to cart away the heavy-duty cardboard shipping box w...

Scarlett and 'The Woman' team up. Paris, 1893. "Can you do the splits, Miss Irene?" "No, I certainly cannot. I do declare this to be the most idiotic idea that you have had thus far." "I quite disagree, my dear Irene. It is exceedingly clever. Would it be possible for a man to infiltrate Le Cabaret Artistique?" Located in the bohemian Montmartre district of Paris the exclusive club was nothing short of legendary even in i...

My pet didn't know what he was getting into - or what might be getting into him - that fateful night that I told him, "Pick me up at 9. We're going on an adventure. Dress nicely, like the good law-abiding citizen you are, the kind who returns library books on time. But don’t dress too nicely. You might get dirty. Who knows, your clothes might get messed up. And, drink some coffee. This'll be a late night and you'll need y...

After our vacation in Florida, my life kind of got back to normal for a while. That is, my husband stopped asking me to go with him to adult bookstores, XXX theaters, and to work in the adult bookstore's fantasy booth. Maybe the last two years had just been a phase that he had gotten out of his system. I had always refused to do these things at first but after he kept asking me over and over and over again I always gave i...

Father Beckman begged for God's mercy when his cock went stiff and nearly burst a hole through his glorious robe. This hadn't happened to him since he was in his twenties and fucking his way through the 90s, because “Hey, it was the 90s," which explains why he could vividly imagine all of the cum-inducing positions he would destroy her in—if he weren't a priest. But at fifty-eight years of age, and as a man of the cloth,...

I was returning to college in a few weeks. I decided I needed to make one last visit to the ABS. My girlfriend and I were moving in together at the start of the semester, I didn’t figure I’d get another opportunity to visit in the future. I made my way to the back and picked a room toward the middle. I figured with rooms on either side, I doubled my chances of success. Like last time, I was hoping to suck a couple of cock...