"Is it just fantasy?"
John liked to wank. No, he really liked to wank. He wasn't so keen on wanking off, if you understand the distinction, because cumming left him feeling spent and deflated. He liked the journey far more than the arrival, so...
I can’t assume you know the first thing about me. I can’t assume you know the story of how, on that day many years ago, I came to find myself lying handcuffed to Lisa’s bed wearing just a bra and...
"It's a fantasy, for now."
One of the things John enjoyed most was when Jayne, his wife for twenty years, gently held his willy in her left hand and slowly stroked it's underside with her right. If she was topless and in stockings then even...
"An obsession with fur leads to an erotic awakening"
My body was tense with anticipation as I watched TV and tried to ignore the beautiful fur rug in front of the fireplace. It was Friday night and I was doing my regular gig as babysitter for the children of...
"Mrs Craddock has quite a surprise in store for me."
“Tell Angela I’ll be down in a few minutes!” my mother shouted down the stairs.“She’ll be down in a few minutes,” I said. Mrs Hotter, who was standing right next to me, smiled, no doubt at the absurdity of me...
"Mrs Craddock was a little peculiar, but in the end I couldn’t complain"
“Have a nice time, dear!” my mother called out as I left the house.Not for the first time I wondered what she’d think if she knew what kind of ‘nice time’ I was hoping for. For the past few months...
"Therese's tale of sleeping with the neighbour"
"There is a reason, that I like older men," I said to Renard as we lay in the afterglow of our sex. "Sleep with them often do you?" he asked. "No," I said. "You're the first older man I have slept with."He...
"Timothy likes going to the gym."
My name is Timothy but all my friends call me Tim, I am twenty-seven years old. I have very short dark hair and dark eyes. I am average build, not skinny or fat, just good enough to wear comfortable clothes....
"Remembering a brief sexual encounter"
Sitting in the coffee shop in the park last Sunday morning, nursing a well-deserved hangover, I picked idly at a flake of skin on my leg. Then I realised it wasn’t skin at all, but dried semen. Wryly, I recalled...
I’d been married to my wife, Jessica for 8 years now. It was my first marriage and her second. She had a daughter from her first marriage, Judy who was 9 at the time we met. Jessica and I married...
