“A Question of Gender” (circa-1980) If someone had told him that one day he would fuck a middle-aged woman with a broken leg, who would then persuade him to join a swingers club and participate in group sex in a room full of faceless strangers, he would have said they were on drugs or completely mad. But there he was leaving the Cavendish Club with a fifty-year old woman with a leg in a plaster cast, clutching his arm as...

We found her sitting in bed. Her eyes were open and a white sheet covered her to just below her breasts, which were naked. They didn’t hang but stood proudly from her, their nipples dark against the white of her skin. I felt Lorna’s hand on my shoulder, caressing briefly. ‘Get into bed with her.’ I pulled back the sheet and slipped into bed and pulled the sheet back over me. I looked at Lorna, then at Georgie who had not...

It had been a hectic past five years. I had fallen in love twice with men who turned out to be uninspired, and now I was twice divorced and had to pay alimony to the men I chose to share my bed with. They were cute, but they didn't have very good imaginations or what it took to be my man. Young muscular men had always been my downfall. Their touch was electric; their bodies were perfectly chiseled, and their attention and...

The night breeze brushed Azzie's delicate features with a welcoming embrace. The night's events were a blur and her body ached. It was a pleasant ache though, a necessary after effect from having so many endorphin releasing orgasms. Azzie's wildest fantasy had come true and her adventure had fulfilled all of her expectations. She reveled in the afterglow. Now all she wanted to do was sleep.The door of her luxury apartment...

The sun was shining through the windows as I opened my eyes. This was going to be a perfect day, I just knew it! The sun was shining, the birds were chirping and I was in love with the most incredible man ever. Not to mention, today was my 30th birthday! Thomas had to work today but promised an incredible birthday celebration when he got home this evening. I pressed him for details but he wasn't forthcoming. He kept sayin...

It was at an adult book store in the north part of Denver. I had just gotten a nice pair of stockings with the latex band to keep them up and I had a hot pair of heels that brought out the tramp in me. I always entered the store with the heels tucked in my jacket, so they weren’t that noticeable. Once I was inside a booth, the heels came out the clothes came off and the slut came out. The hallway was empty where the booth...

“Mikki?” Caz asked. “Yeah, babe?” “I’ve been thinking...” “Always a dangerous thing,” I said, cheekily. “Yeah, whatever. Seriously, I’ve been thinking about what happens next.” “What do you mean, what happens next?” “Well, you are really beautiful but I was thinking of stepping it up a notch.” My wife Caz is the most beautiful woman I know. I love her with all my heart. She is sexually voracious. We played a little game a...

I took the outlet pass from Darrel just before mid-court on the right side. Johnson slid over to try to make me give the ball up, but I crossed him over and cut back towards the center of the court. I spotted Malcolm running the wing on the other side of the court quickly, then drew the defense away from him by turning my gaze back to the right side of the court at D.J who is getting ready to spot up at the three-point li...

Rich shades of orange and yellow flames flicker and crackle, their chaotic dance sending waves of soothing heat over my naked body. It’s a small comfort, but only just. I’m bound and blindfolded next to the fire, cold metallic cuffs locked loosely about my wrists, my slim arms stretched above my head to dangle helplessly, but not uncomfortably so. I can hear my heart in my ears, pattering hard against my ribs, much like i...