At precisely 5.57pm I was standing at the truckers' stop exit with my small bag carrying an umbrella to make sure I would stand out. I looked around at the unfamiliar trucks, massive beasts of the road and wondered which, if any, was his!. One started its engine and I looked across watching as it slowly jumped forward as its driver slammed it into gear and...
All rights reserved – this story is a work of fiction and remains the property of the writer. I returned home the next day. My wife wasn't home so I dropped my bags in the bedroom and went to take a quick shower. The hot water, soapy lather, and my wandering hands reminded me of my adventure on the road. As I became hard, I slipped my finger into my tight h...
(This story continues that momentous Saturday that began innocently enough with Mike and Adam having a cup of coffee in Adam's kitchen. With concerned prompting from Mike, Adam admits his passion for his best friend. Though stunned, Mike realizes the fulfillment of his own hidden passions with his buddy. They have two round of hot sex at Adam's house, then h...
Bored...that's the only word that could sum-up the reason I was in the car and driving toward an adult bookstore a few exits down on the freeway. I'm forty-six, in good shape through years of exercise, and married to a smoking-hot wife. But Kim wasn't feeling very sexy lately, and I was getting horned as hell. Sure...Kim would have gladly "taken care of me"...
My wife leaned back on the overstuffed chair. Her pretty green eyes were glazed with lust and she had a hungry expression on her beautiful face. We had been married for over three years and together for six. She sighed deeply as her fingers glided across the slick wet folds of her excited pussy. I had never seen her so excited. Not even the first time we had...
It was Saturday afternoon at the end of a long week of retail. I manage an upscale wine shop in an urban residential neighborhood. Many of the customers with whom I deal are gay and, to tell the truth, you couldn't ask for a nicer group of people to sell wine to. The kind of "eat, drink, and be merry" feeling in the gay community is certainly not a bad phi...
My anal story begins with me joining a website for mature bisexual and gay men. At first I was only interested in meeting men for mutual cocksucking, but it intensified to more. First some background on me. I'm a married senior citizen whose wife had always refused to suck my cock. By means of the internet I was able to find guys willing to suck my cock, wh...
Fantasies are easy. And it's easy to pretend that they aren't real. Especially for me. I've always found a safe space for my fantasies, and I don't let them intrude on the rest of my life. That's the nice thing about porn. You log in online, browse what you want. Link to the next video, and it goes on and on and on. Before you know it, you're stroking to t...
We arranged to meet during a late afternoon in the same Premier Inn. Strangely Kath looked more confident. It was Paul who looked nervous, his head bowed slightly with eyes cast downward. I wasn't sure if that was a good sign or not. I explained that they were travelling into unknown territory. I aimed my next comments to Paul, explaining that Kath had asked...
The inspiration for the details of "She Learns Her Place" (another story I've posted here) is a fantasy that occurred to me a few years ago. I can't really be sure why I had it, but it has definitely stuck with me over the years, and I never fail to get very turned on when I think about it. In this fantasy, I'm in the submissive role. Anyway, the fantasy f...