He clicks, he swipes - a sultry, digital parade, Shapely forms framed, flesh on tantalizing display. A dance of desire, where passions proudly betray. He watches, rapt, as she sways, curves undulating fine - Fingers tracing soft skin, finding her rapturou...
For the time being, I felt reasonably secure that Vivian and I could proceed without worrying about age baggage. Our gap in years disappeared as our relationship progressed, at least in our eyes. Others probably wondered what she saw in an old geezer, but...
At seventy, I had an epiphany that the sand in the hourglass was accumulating quickly at the bottom. I was in good shape for my age, thanks to a wife who insisted on unprocessed, fresh food and lots of exercise. Unfortunately, cancer had leveled the playi...
= 15: James = Saturday evening, parked about eighty metres from Daisy’s place, I waited for Lizzy to arrive, hoping that she would not see my car in the gloaming. On time, she arrived, stopped right outside her mother’s home, and stepped out of her car, c...
The next day was a typical Saturday, as if nothing had happened the previous night. Was it me wrestling with the fact I had seen my father's wife finger-fucked on a dancefloor by another woman? It seemed I was. Dad told me they would stay overnight tonigh...
When the sun went down on the tenth day since I had opened up to Christian about my secret past in pornography, he still had not called. He had texted a couple of times in reply to me, but it was bland stuff like, “How was your day?” and “College going ok...
1: George = No one can understand what it was like. Pam walked out of the house, then halfway to the local shops, tripped over a pothole in the footpath, fell sideways into the road, and was run over by a big double-decker. She died instantly; at least it...
We had known George for many years, his wife Pam was my close friend and it was a great shock to us all when she was killed in a hit-and-run while out shopping. George became a more frequent visitor to our home and after some of his visits, Stan would tel...
On vacation one summer in Denver, my wife and I found ourselves with a free night and a desire to try something new. “Adventure” we called it when we decided to paint outside the lines, as they say. It often included sex. Being our horny selves and hundre...
JOSH DROPS BY The next day John Vukovic was mowing his lawn when he noticed that Josh had started to mow his as well. As they both neared their common fence, they stopped and chatted with each other. Both were perspiring and Josh had taken off his shirt....
When my second phone call came, at least I didn’t stop masturbating. My plans for a peaceful evening, home alone, were quickly disrupted by my friends and business. “No, I’m fine,” I told Ginger. “You girls deserve some autonomy without me shouting into y...
“What are you doing at home? Did you get fired again? Stop fingering your cunt and answer me. If you can’t hold a job, we won’t make rent.” The scene was perfect. The lighting, the audio, and even the grunts and moans of the porn Susan was watching on her...
I'm home alone, yet horny. If I was single, I would be straight down to the bar on the prowl for a quick hookup. But there is a ring on my finger, so, not an option. I close the curtains and turn on the VPN. In the mood for the familiar, I look up Jordi,...
I downed my drink for courage but didn’t feel anything, so I sent another down my throat to see what happened to the last one. After I poured my third stiff drink, I decided that tea would be a better option. The half-full pitcher was still in the refrige...
I always had fun hanging out with everyone at Tommy’s place, but sometimes I wanted some alone time with Terri and Tommy, more than just at the end of a night of drinking. We were enjoying each other ever since I invited Tommy into the bedroom while my bo...
