I love sex and I've never been in a committed relationship.  Slut is a label I wear with pride and I have the credentials to back it up.  But that day I just felt a little extra wild. As bold as I can be, I've never just approached a stranger for sex.  I usually meet people in gay bars or on dating apps. Some just approach me.  I felt like I needed to put some bait on the hook to make it known I might be open for business...

The taller man of the two moved behind me. He carressed my cheek with a calloused hand, sending shivers shooting up my spine.  His rough hands grabbed at my ass, pulling apart my cheeks and exposing my hole. I quivered a little in my restraints and moaned. I couldn't believe it - I was about to lose my virginity.  Part 1 For a guy, I wouldn't say I was bad looking. I had a slender athletic frame, often swaying more toward...

Today was the day that my relationship with Sara changed forever. I am home from work now, but feel butterflies at the thought of going back to work tomorrow. Sara works in the same government office as me and we have worked together for almost ten years. Our relationship has never involved romance, but over the years, we have flirted with each other off and on. I am forty-two, been married for fifteen years, and she is t...

Bella was wearing a black and white checkered wrap dress.  The deep-v neckline teased her ample cleavage. Without seeing it, I knew she was also wearing a half-slip and lingerie chosen to please me.  I pinned her to the foyer wall as soon as we entered her house. We kissed. I grabbed her soft ass. She had a midwestern look with fair skin, dirty blond hair, and blue eyes.  She was fit, but not slender, with a big sexy ass,...

The first time I saw Zoey was on a hookup site.  Asian. Mid-twenties. Long black hair. Dressed in a royal blue satin corset, panties, black stockings, and high heels.  She didn't show her face or her cock. Just a sexy body in lingerie. It was just still photos on that first post.  But over the course of a year, I saw more ads posted to different sites.  Sometimes there'd be videos. In one she rode a dildo in a leather dre...

Jack was glad he had an extra day to recover from his date with Sue. She tired him out. He thought about her on Friday morning as he washed his face and brushed his teeth. Then he considered Amy. So different in so many ways, but Amy was more of a mystery. Tall, slender, with long red hair, her striking appearance seemed at odds with a reserved personality. He wondered what his date might be like. He decided to call her....

Jack had a date with Sue for Thursday night. Dinner at her place. That should be cozy. He was still recovering from Saturday’s performance, or orgy, or whatever the hell that was, followed by some playing around with Aunt Peggy. She didn’t want to have intercourse, but lots of other things were possible. He lay on his bed, and thought about everything that happened on  Sunday evening. It was all a swirl of amazing sex. He...

Jack settled in for a round of masturbation in the bathroom. He had all his equipment: his laptop, tuned to his favorite porn, his Aunt Peggy’s bra and nightie, a pack of her Winston Red 100s, a couple of belts to tie up his man boobs so they stuck out more while he teased the nipples with his fingers or the cigarettes. Quite some fetish he’s developed. He was glad to be out of the college dorms, and happy to not have to...

It had been almost two years since my first experience with Dave. That was the first time a man had sucked my cock. It was the first time I had touched another cock and the first time I had sucked a cock. That day was the birth of a new me. I no longer was a homophobe. Although, I did not look at men the same way I looked at women. I did not lust after them. What I did lust for was for a cock in my mouth, loads of cocks....

It started when I was sixteen. I guess that's how it works for everyone, right?  The girl next door; a hot, college student who was the object of my dreams, was into community theater. We'd spend afternoons helping her with her plays. Sometimes she had the boys play female roles. She even dressed us up. I guess something about it just felt right. Something stuck. Of course, a grown man in a dress isn't socially acceptable...

In my old age, I enjoy time traveling back to my youth. I was once young, hung and good looking. It must have been in 1959 or '60 that I set out from the San Francisco Bay area to Mexico on my old Harley Davidson motorcycle.The Harley broke down on the Santa Monica Pier and I was too broke to buy the parts to fix it. I was befriended by John and Anna, who owned the Venice West Cafe. They fed me delicious hamburgers and al...

I've always fantasized about it, Neena wrote.  Meeting a man in a bar. Going back to my place.  And discovering that he's wearing panties. It’s so taboo. We were texting one another.  A few days earlier, she'd responded to a simple ad that I'd placed online.  There wasn't much text--just a picture of my hard bulge barely contained in panties.  She was the only woman to reply. Have you ever been with a man in panties? I as...