I sipped my whiskey, feeling the amber liquid burn its way down my throat as I scanned the Amsterdam club. The sign above the entrance read "Nyx" in bold letters, and the crowd inside lived up to its promise of a sultry, seductive 'gay night.' I ended up here out of the blue. Curiosity got the best of me as I explored the city's canals on my day off. Nyx was a mix of old and new, I guess, rustic but modern strobing lights...

Our feet entwine beneath the hotel restaurant table. Looking into his eyes, I spear a sausage and bring it to my lips, nibbling on the thick, meaty tip. He brings a large slice of mushroom up, kissing it suggestively, sucking it as gently as if it were my clitoris. I counter with a teaspoon of thick, creamy yoghurt rolled around my tongue like fresh semen. Recreating our antics of the previous night leaves us so horny tha...

My knees tremble a little as I settle into place across the desk. I stretch my arms out, grasp the edge of the table and rest my head on them. I hear the cane swish through the air, a warmup for his arm. He flips my skirt up, baring my buttocks. The anticipation is wonderful. He manages to land the fourth stroke directly on the site of the third one. The pain is exquisite, but I'm damper with each stroke. After the sixth...

The harvest had been bad that year, and there had been outbreaks of plague in the city. The streets of Rome were even less safe than usual as gangs of hungry bandits roamed around, looking for anyone with gold. Also consider the alleged madness of Elagabalus, the boy king, for so they still called him, though he had come of age in the fourth year of his reign. Factor in the increasingly frail hold the old Gods still had o...

I'm home alone, yet horny. If I was single, I would be straight down to the bar on the prowl for a quick hookup. But there is a ring on my finger, so, not an option. I close the curtains and turn on the VPN. In the mood for the familiar, I look up Jordi, my favourite porn star. He is young and athletic and, of course, well-endowed, but he is also unfailingly respectful, and he focuses on the woman's pleasure. I watch him...

I knew I'd have to try swallowing cum eventually, but it was the third blowjob before I plucked up the courage. I was on my knees, sucking hard and taking instructions: "Faster!" "Let your hair brush my cock like that again..!" I felt it nudge the edge of where I'd gag, and pulled back, then sucked only the top, jerking the base with my hand... I never saw his semen. It shot against the roof of my mouth as if syringed. I...

If I live to be seventy-five years old, I shall have thirty-nine-and-a-half-million minutes of life. I was happy to spare five of them to suck his penis. The first two minutes, I produced as much spit as I could to moisten that cock. From minute three onwards, it was wet, and my lips and gums slid smoothly up and down. As minute four ticked on, he purred and, "mmm'ed," and praised me by name. Minute five was a blur of ton...