I didn’t slam the hotel room door. Heck, I didn’t even say goodbye. Instead, I had eased out of the suite with my head down like a chastised dog. I now stood waiting for the elevator, wondering just what had I done. I had allowed myself to become some guy’s slut boy. I had sucked his cock, relishing his precum. I had allowed him to fuck me. No, I hadn’t allowed him; I had BEGGED him to fuck me deep and rough and breed me....

First, a little background. I was forty-five, married for twenty years, and increasingly frustrated from a sexual point of view. My great-looking wife progressively throttled back sex to the point it was mainly a chore on our anniversary, birthdays or after the rare occasion she’d had a couple drinks. I finally gave up just jerking off in the shower and visited an adult bookstore with an arcade. The theater area was a U s...

Violets bloom in spring, they say; Girl, I knew no other way, I was shy and scared that day, Guess that’s why you strayed away.   Little girl in black, walk on, Depressed, like me—the colors gone; A smile, so soft, I’d grown so fond, A frown, so cold, like death had dawned.   Little girl in black, you’re healing A broken heart on my mauve ceiling, That reflects on you my sad feeling And jealous thoughts I was yielding.  ...

I was standing in my bedroom, looking out of the window, when I first spied Greg coming out of his bathroom, stark naked. My bedroom window faced his in the apartment complex and, at first, I was shocked to see a guy totally naked, standing in front of his bedroom mirror as he toweled off. Part of me said to look way and another part of me couldn’t take my eyes off his chiseled chest, flat abs, his biceps and then, that t...

I enjoy swallowing cum. Each guy has his own unique flavor. My high school boyfriend ate bowls, and bowls of Cheerios and that is why he tasted like the cereal. A few men have tasted like coffee. Some have had a bitter taste depending on their diet.Yesterday, I was dreaming of my imaginary lover, and how he would taste. Our first virtual date involved my favorite treat, ice cream. My favorite flavor is French Vanilla. It...

A warm tongue moved across my slit. For some reason I dreamed it was my roommate between my legs. I am not at all attracted to my roommate, but something made my mind turn to her. In my dream, she looked up at me from between my legs and smiled. Her face was wet, her lips sticky with my excitement. I closed my legs around her head, and she went back down on me. When fingers pushed inside me, I was brought out of my half-d...

They Called Me 'The Babysitter' This is a true story of some of the sexual events of my life when I was in graduate school back in 1971-73. I was attending a college out in rural Mississippi, working on a master's degree in physics. I had not been that successful with the ladies up until then. Despite being decently good looking, and having an intense sex drive, I had been rejected so many times in high school that I didn...

 I must first and foremost thank Imhapless for being such a wonderful partner in inspiring me to write with him. Our first story went well, this one is different and such a joy to pen....more is on the horizon. My childhood was not always filled with the love and warmth that a girl dreams of. My Dad was great but my Mom was, shall I say, not as loving and nurturing as I hoped to be one day. When I was little she would ran...

I have always tried to be a faithful loving husband and father. However, I have also always been drawn to gay sex. I don’t know why and probably never will, but the nights I have stayed up late and masturbated to gay videos or stories would be countless. Even as a young teen I remember the secret urges. In the end at 43 years old, I decided to fulfil my fantasy and finally took the plunge by joining a swinging website. I...