Dot was fifty-four. She was fifty-four years old and bored. And she knew it. But what she didn’t know was how liberating boredom could be. Dot was bored with her job as the principal of the middle school. She was bored with her grown children and their never-ending struggles to climb the social and corporate ladders. She was bored with her hobbies, bored with the frozen dinners that paraded across her table, and bored wit...

And then Wendy said, "Tell me more about the swinging." I told her everything. I'd always been happy about sharing my girlfriends, even before I met my ex-wife. I told her about meeting an older couple at a nudist beach on holiday who'd invited us back to their hotel room later that night. The thrill of seeing my girlfriend (as she was at the time) being fucked by a much older guy as I enjoyed his wife. Seeing the two wom...

Wendy reached over to touch it. Time stood still. She held my erect penis in her hand, and then she started to gently masturbate me. At that moment, I was reciting the alphabet backwards, remembering my eleven-times table, listing the football clubs in the championship—anything to take my mind off the pleasure I was getting from Wendy's experienced hand. I'd even closed my eyes to help it last longer. I was doing so well...

The whirls, clicks, and beeps of the monitors and machines helping to keep the old man alive seemed to have an odd, primitive rhythm of their own. And the dim lights of the room revealed a homey, but definitely masculine, touch within the framework of the upscale nursing home. If anyone had bothered to pay attention, at that moment, they might have noticed the slight smile that played almost continuously across his face....

Death of the Jaguar The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm orange glow over the desolate road that stretched endlessly before Lady Emma and Baron Alexander John of Whiousqmoran. Their vintage car, a once proud and gleaming symbol of wealth and power, now sat lifeless on the side of the road, as if it too had succumbed to the passage of time. "Damn this blasted machine," muttered Alex, his wrinkled hands gripping th...

I’d been asked to satisfy my wife’s cousin’s sexual urges for the duration of her pregnancy. Kate was due in six weeks. This is a story about our seventh-to-ninth meetup. My relationship with Kate was becoming complicated. She was beginning to explore new fetishes, which I had no experience or desire to pursue. However, there was one fetish that I was eager to try out with Kate. I had never experienced anal sex. I had bee...

Kim cursed as she turned into the motel parking lot. The front axle on her reddish 2016 Dodge Journey was making clunking noises again, like it had been doing almost every day for the past month. The mechanic had said it would cost around $750, but she wouldn’t have enough left over after she paid this week’s rent to the motel manager. She shrugged; it was just another problem that she would have to deal with later. When...

Kate works for a big retail chain. She is a manager of the local outlet. She worked her way up through the retail industry from packing shelves. She did an MBA, and is earmarked for the regional manager position. She owns a nice apartment nearby overlooking the river and a convertible Mercedes. In short, she has done well for herself. This is why I had no doubts about gifting her my sperm. I know that she will make a grea...

After discovering a burning desire within me to remove my clothes in front of older men, I started to figure out ways to manufacture situations where I could make it happen. I was also thinking about why I had such a desire. Was it purely the idea of being seen naked, or semi naked? Or did I want more than that? Was it enough to be seen? I realised that removing my clothes was actually a means to an end. I had a desire to...

Jackson had always been a standout in everything he did. Born and raised in Seoul, South Korea, he had the unique blend of Korean discipline and an unquenchable thirst for success that set him apart from his peers. Standing at 6'2" with a muscular build, jet-black hair, and piercing eyes, Jackson was a sight to behold. From an early age, his parents knew he was destined for greatness. It was his eighth-grade year when he...