I’m a nice guy. Everyone knows me as such, which is why it hurts that I’ve cheated.And I’ve definitely cheated: there’s a tick in the ‘taken orgasms off someone other than my wife’ category. After being married for ten years, that’s a big change. I admit that I’ve looked at other women but I’ve never acted on anything… so long as you don’t count what goes on in my head during my private time every morning after the wife has gone to work.Work is where it happened.My previous boss left under a cloud of raging emails. I was asked to step up, but declined. I’d seen what kind of shite had…

So, as I’ve said in my past journal entries, I work in medical billing for a large dental firm. Yeah, I know, thrilling! The only sex in the work place I’ve had was with that beautiful Cape Vervain woman two years ago and, by the way, we’ve had no contact since they moved away. I’ve always wanted a playmate at work, male or female, just somebody who can understand my desire and need for sex and attention. But, actually, I’m a wallflower and not really social at work. Nobody knows in my office of over sixty people that I’m a total slut, a swinger and polyamorous woman. So, it was spring and we’d…

I tried desperately to roll with what Ellen was doing, not that I had any idea what it was. She linked one arm through mine and walked with me to the elevator. She couldn’t have been closer. If I had to give a name to our method of locomotion I’d call it a cuddle walk. Finding ourselves alone in the elevator she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me like there was no tomorrow. I’ve never been kissed like that by Ellen or anyone else.When we made it to the room she told me to strip and sit in the armchair. It took me a moment. I remembered…

My target was to be a woman, possibly two women if I could arrange it. I cannot explain why but somehow I was more comfortable with that than had it been a man. There is a vast trade in substandard drugs, even substances like chalk sold as real drugs, packaged as if they were the genuine article. Millions suffer or die as a consequence of this vile trade. Katherine Eleanor Porter-Haynes had been the product of a woman of high English birth and an American philanthropist whose vast wealth had derived from the slave-trading of earlier English generations and tobacco growing thereafter. Philanthropist he may have been but he was…

Astrid looked across the room at her son illuminated by the fire but obscured by the mist of its smoke. She hoped he wouldn’t wake up and wonder what his parents were doing on the straw mattress opposite. Not that he wasn’t used to the lovemaking Thorvald and she enjoyed together, especially after the long night of feasting that led to this moment of passion. It never bothered Thorvald, of course. And it certainly wouldn’t tonight after all the ale he’d drunk. It was Astrid’s duty to give pleasure to him, hoping as always that she might be blessed by another son as a result of his exertions. Thorvald thrust…

I come off the plane feeling refreshed but very disturbed by the dark fantasy that I just masturbated to. I embrace Margo as Mindy and Keri are herding their kids onto the other plane. Keri doesn’t recognize me at first but Mindy must be telling her who I am. I hear her say, “Oh, she’s pretty,” and I wonder at her sanity. She’s never seen me without my mask, but I haven’t had time to touch up my eye makeup since I took it off. “It’s good to see you, Cate.” “Just like old times, Margo.” The unfortunate reminder of our past rescue of Claire is heavy on my mind.…

DESTINY: “Shut up,” she breathed as she plunged her fingers into me. I whimpered, arched my back and then relaxed against the small booth-like chair. My moans were caught in my throat. I had to be quiet, after all. The small-town church was not the ideal place for.. this. She inched my dress higher up my thighs slowly, wanting more access to me. After uselessly pushing her away the first few times, I finally gave in to the long strokes of her thin, perfectly shaped fingers. I leaned back and watched her. PHOENIX: She was struggling, and I loved it. I knew she wanted to moan, her fingertips were white…

Sandy quivered helplessly in spite of her best efforts to control her anticipation as Laurel tied each of her wrists securely to the posts of their bed. Laurel leaned forward and tenderly kissed the clenched fingers of each of Sandy’s wrists before pulling away, a mischievous smile spreading her lips wide as she got to her feet and made her way to the end of their bed. Sandy cried out in surprise as Laurel gripped her feet tightly in both of her fists and roughly jerked her legs widely apart, Laurel’s fingers deftly tying her ankles as easily as she had done to her wrists. With one last suggestive tug…

I was glad I had somewhat tidied my room before had left earlier that evening. There was nothing on the floor and the bed was made; not that it mattered. It took me a few tries to open my door and I was well aware that the lock wasn’t the only thing that was stiff. I finally gained entry to my humble abode and dragged my catch in behind me. I had met Tom early on in the night and we had struck it off. He was quite handsome, a small frame but muscular which was clear under the close fitting shirt he wore. I had initially been shy, but…

Johnny & Greg woke from their nap & ordered dinner. After it was delivered they sat down to eat. As they were eating Greg asked him, “You’re sure you want to go to the bar, I know I’m good either way?” “No I’m sure, but what I’d like right now is to finish eating & have you fuck me again,” Johnny said. After dinner Johnny & Greg went back to the bedroom. As Greg stood naked, Johnny began stroking Greg’s flaccid cock. As the blood began to rush to his cock it grew until finally it was fully erect. The veins were bulging protruding above it’s stretched skin as Johnny…