In Hamlet, Act 5, Scene 1, when Shakespeare wrote: “Let Hercules himself do what he may, The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.“ He was talking about the power of human will to overcome overwhelming opposition. My day came not through willpower but by a random convergence of events. In writing, it may seem typical but has never come again. I was fresh out of an emotionally draining relationship and had moved into a...

My stories always begin with my posting on my favorite hookup site, and this time is no different. My eclectic sense of sexual adventure tends to pull me in different directions, but I was in the mood for something conventional. By conventional, I mean heterosexual sex between a male and a female. That would be as close to normal as my deviant mind would allow the sex to be. Besides being a pansexual, I am also an exhibit...

Jamie Carson almost missed the turnoff. The drive was hidden from the main road by the growth of trees and brush. He turned down the narrow, grass-covered lane and after several hundred yards, he came to an opening and saw the cottage. Set far back from the road and tucked into a bend of the nearby river, the place was both rustic and private. Surrounded by local conservation land, there wasn't another neighbor for at lea...

The boss I rang the doorbell at three o'clock in the afternoon. Shortly afterward, a voice sounded from the intercom: "Yes...?" "Hello boss, it's me, Lukas Hartmann," I said. "Come on up, third floor." The door opener buzzed and I climbed the stairs. I felt uneasy. She opened the door. "Lukas, come in." She closed the door behind me and then walked ahead into the large eat-in kitchen. Her clothes irritated me. I knew her...

"Dad-in-law, would you like to go for a little walk? I'd like to get some fresh air," Jeannie said to me. I winced. Whenever she called me dad-in-law, there was something serious to talk about. Jeannie was a wonderful young woman. Her real name was Johanna, but everyone called her Jeannie. Inwardly, I kept congratulating my son on this fantastic woman. She was pragmatic and unagitated, warm, charming and humorous. And, sh...

It was so hot that I could hardly breathe. Or maybe it was my nerves because my husband was up next. The bets had been cast; the lights of the dank basement flickered. The frenzied mob made their discontent known by yelling various slangs and phrases that were an assault to the ear. Between the yelling, the sweating, and the palpable feel of antagonism in the air, I knew it would only take one spark, one comment, one smir...

I hold a lit match over the candle wick. The old wizard’s words echo in my head. “It is the ultimate orgasm,” he raved, “She will take you places no mortal woman can.” Which is exactly what I was seeking. But then the wizard added a warning. “The candle must not burn out on its own. You must extinguish it before the flame reaches the bottom or you will be hers forever.” I glance towards the floor by the bed. My preparatio...

I saw him every day on the subway. He was tall, dark, and sexy as fuck. But, while I consider myself reasonably attractive, I doubted very much he even noticed me. A tall man like that doesn’t see a woman who barely tops five feet, even with long red hair. Then one day, he wasn’t in his usual spot. I was disappointed, silly as it was, as I had convinced myself that this would be the day that I got brave enough to say hi....

I have been told that under hypnotism, you cannot be forced to do what you don't want to do. You can only do what you yourself consent to do. And that was what I've believed all along too.  Then what the hell was happening? I was going out for a fun night with my wife of 3 years, Marisa, a brunette beauty, 5 foot 5 inches tall with nicely shaped C cup breasts and a gorgeous body to die for.  She was wearing a sexy red dre...

“Ace,” Denise said as she tossed out a card. “Ten,” I countered. I was playing War, the card game, with my friend Denise Wright on a warm summer afternoon. We had graduated high school a couple weeks before and had the summer free until university started. Denise’s parents were away so we had her house to ourselves. “Mine. Five.” “Three.” “Mine. Seven.” “Seven.” War is one of those silly, mindless card games that one norm...

Holly was naked. I stood in the doorway of my home office, momentarily entranced by the sight. My goddaughter looked back at me from the bathroom doorway. Her expression looked a bit like a deer caught in headlights. I ducked back into the office and shut the door. The bathroom door slammed shut as well. “It’s okay. I’m in the office with the door closed,” I called out. “Thank you,” Holly responded. There was a flurry of...

Within my hand I hold the key, That ye might find to unlock thee,    To hold such swell, then open wide, To slip well deep, within you slide, This hard and wide that I provide, For pleasure thine, this slick divine.    Thus deeply thrust, again a must, Then yet again, as you begin,  To know your soothe, and in you loose, All every growing inch of me.  We're sowing well, this ardent knowing,  What springs so deep, this see...

His steamy silhouette beckons her further in. She knows how he likes to "prepare" himself for her advantages prior to allowing her access. She quietly enters and sits, having changed into something more appropriate for her own access and surrender to a self-satisfying caress, while she observes. His strong hands attend to his every quarter, making sure her near future and thorough explorations of him will be met with calm...