Every day is Sunday Worship in the bedroom Religion an addiction. Bound and helpless Hymns through headphones Sacrifice is blind. Feather-light touch As angel-wings Forehead to chin. Throat to breast Searing a path Burning desire. Reading her needs Chapter and verse Holiest of scripts. Pray for release That other death Le petit mort. Redemption is here In this instant Take me to church.

Shortly after we moved to Wellington, New Zealand, I took up fly fishing. New Zealand is an outdoor paradise and fly-fishing is a very popular hobby. While living in Wellington, I slowly accumulated all the correct gear and equipment. As my passion for the sport grew, I also collected any kind of magazines or books on fly-fishing, in order to improve my knowledge. Trust me, NZ fish are clever and you have to outsmart them...

I was excited to open the door and sign for the package from the postman, shutting the door before he had even walked away. My excitement was almost uncontainable as I pulled the hot pink, egg vibrator out of the cardboard box. My phone opened as fast as I could get it to, downloading the corresponding app so that I could control the vibrator easily. I ran up the stairs as I started to pull my clothes off, leaving myself...

One afternoon, I took a call from Tony, the escort agency owner. Would I do a party assignment on Saturday night? It was a four-hour booking which started quite late; 10pm to be exact. I wasn't all that keen with it, but asked him to tell me more. He told me that it was a stag party at a private house. It was a bit unusual in that the groom and best man wanted a threesome with me. Afterwards maybe one or two more of the p...

After our erotic reconnection, we decided not to share phone numbers or social media contacts. If we were to meet, it would have to be serendipitous. We didn't want to force things. I was at my son's house working on another project. Because of the gas prices and the distance between our homes, they let me stay at their house for the few days the project would take. On the third day, I was tired of painting and decided th...

The Resort, Part II My vacation was going very well. Up until the next to last day of my trip, I had been spending my days in the surf or taking in local attractions. My nights were spent drinking and having sex with the naughtiest stepmom-stepdaughter duo anyone had ever seen. As it would turn out, they left abruptly. The text message I received from Colleen said there was a family emergency and they had to get back. It...

“It happened again … today at work … I’m sorry,” was how the conversation started. For the second time in as many weeks, from our marital vows had my wife departed. I had previously stumbled upon my wife giving her colleague a blow job in our home. I learned later that she had swallowed every drop that erupted from his purplish dome. I had not become bitter, though, nor held her unfaithfulness against her. For I too had w...

Paper pile, all red and final, urges me to call this number now. She's breathy. I'm breathier. "Credit extension?" I beg in my best whimper. "You'll have to wear more clothes," she unflinchingly retorts. "I'm sure you'd prefer me in less," I flirt hopelessly and hopefully by reply. "Less than what?" she enquires. "Pearl's," I moan. "A pearl thong. Pulled tight. Parting my petal lips. Slick with my essence. Smooth beneath...

As most parents know, their children’s competitive sports teams are a full-time job. My family is no different. We have three children, and most summers are spent chauffeuring them to tournaments around the Midwest. As they get older, they spend more and more time with their teammates and less time with us, which, in a perfect world, would allow us to be mischievous. Obviously, this is easier said than done, as any man ca...

The first time I was close enough to lick a pussy I lamely just blew on it. I fingered the girl, Lauren Britt, while she was lying on a couch as I knelt beside her. I knew I was expected to “eat her out." High school locker room banter had told me that, but the smell of her sex was strong and a bit off-putting. I blew on her exposed clit as I pushed and curled two fingers of my hand into her. I was an eighteen-year-old co...