Sometimes, I wonder why we humans were put on this place, the forsaken hell known as planet Earth. It must have been a cosmic mistake. Someone somewhere screwed up big-time. How else could you explain how horrible things are in this world? There are so many idiots out here it's not even funny. People like me with little or no conscience are more than happy to take advantage of them. And we tend to have wicked fun while doing it. They call us villains. They call us sociopaths. I call myself Brother Samuel. Bisexual activist. Writer. Men's Rights Activist. Foot Soldier in the Battle of the Sexes. Amateur con artist. A free-spirited gentleman who is thrilled to answer every time opportunity knocks. Pleased to meet you. I'll be your friendly neighborhood sociopath ... Read More»

Punishment Madison sighed and rubbed her temples, ignoring the pointed look of the woman standing across from her. This was the fifth apartment she'd looked at today, and the third annoying, pushy landlady. Which, she supposed, was better than the two skuzzy, middle-aged landlords who had leered at her. This is not going well, Madison thought, turning on her heel and leaving the apartment without another word. Not well at all. How am I ever going to find a place? "Wait a moment!" the landlady called. "You can't just leave!" "This is not what I'm looking for," Madison told her, gritting her teeth and fighting to keep her patience. "It's very well priced," the landlady wheeled. Madison paused and turned to ... Read More»

Vera, 45, sat at a table with a few other women attending the wedding. A couple were relatives and one other a friend of the bride, as was Vera. The conversation was of little consequence until one of those other friends, Carol, asked if any of the others had found their bedroom experiences with their husbands "limited," the word Carol used. No one looked astonished or shocked but in a way smiled or nodded. "I always thought it would be a bit free wheeling after marriage, at least for awhile. Instead my husband seems to think anything but missionary or a slight variation on it is a sign I am a whore," another woman , Sandra, said. "Exactly," Carol said and others nodded with Vera herself nodding. Indeed it was just that way for Vera and she felt ... Read More»

I've been thinking about misconceptions. All the misguided ideas I've had about sex (anal, fisting, toys, orgasms, homosexuality) all these years, simply because I was told something or believed something early on and never ventured to find out for myself if it was true. I really feel like I've missed out on a lot because of that. Perhaps that's why I'm so eager to try new things now. Not to mention that we're burning daylight here .... Here's some examples / stories: New Openings I have been so penis / vaginal-centric, that it honestly never occurred to me that anal sex could be a great pleasure on its own. I always assumed it was a poor substitute for the 'real' thing. That's ignorance and arrogance all rolled into one. I'm so over that now. Anal is my new ... Read More»

"The one down the hall, you know the big one." I wasn't sure if she knew Erin and I had taken our friendship to a whole new level just a few minutes prior. Any doubt was removed when Mia asked nonchalantly how long Erin and I had been fucking. I saw no sense in denying it, so I told the truth, it was our first time. "How'd you know?" I asked "Jesus Jacob," she said, "I could here you two upstairs. It sounded pretty intense. You want mayo?" "No mayo, but let's talk about this. How does this make you feel? You know, I wasn't sure if we should tell you or not. It wasn't really a planned event." As I said this, I realized that she hadn't looked me in the eye yet. "So what, are you two like a couple now?" "Well, to tell you the truth, we never talked ... Read More»

**************** I was beginning to like this Mr. Mom stuff. Since our son was born and it was decided that I was the most logical one to stay home to raise him my sex life has taken a decided turn for the better. I was happy staying home and my wife was happy going back to work and getting fucked regularly by her man at home. Life was beautiful. About two weeks had gone by since the night I shaved myself and my wife turned into a slut in bed. We had sex almost every night since then and I was getting used to screwing a lot. That’s why I was disappointed when Donna told me that her mother was coming for a visit to see the baby. It’s not that I don’t like my mother-in-law but I was sure that her visit was going to put a crimp in my sex life. Donna had always ... Read More»

Hello, there. My name is Michael Hammer and I'd like to tell you a few stories about my life. I'm a retired NYPD Sergeant who made a bundle after starting a special training facility for bodyguards. These days, I run my own business and I teach martial arts, surveillance and weapons-handling to people who want to become the bodyguards of the rich and famous in this great country of America. I am the founder of the Hammer Security Agency. It's a lot of fun and everyday I meet young men and women who want to go into this line of work. It's dangerous but it can also be pretty rewarding. I've met all kinds of people in this work. I've got a lot of stories to tell but most of them are about folks I met off-duty. One of those people is Kristen Simpson. Kristen ... Read More»

I hadn't seen him in weeks, I'd been away on a work trip and he'd been left at home. The toys never cut it and my fingers only made me crave him more. It was only the second camping trip we'd been on together, but it would prove to be the best. The tension was electric. Just Matthew and me. We set up our tent and as he gathered the rest of our things, I inflated the air bed. It was essential. After fucking on the floor, against a wall, and on cold tiles, I had realized that if you're going to have sex for an extended period of time you better have somewhere comfortable to do it. As I finished pumping the air mattress up I heard a zipping behind me as Matthew closed himself inside with me. It was just him and I now. There were no distractions and we had ... Read More»

It was Christmas break at the University we attend and I live in a frat house with a roommate. My roommate, myself, and my gf are all seniors. We party together regularly and have a good time with each other. I have never noticed any attraction between the two of them. So during break we have nothing to do all day since class is out of session. We decide to day drink at a friends house. We all get really drunk with about 15 other people at the party. My gf and I decided to head back as the evening is winding down. We get to my room alone and have sex. I get her off and she makes me cum, just like always we’re both pleased. So, we lay down and fall asleep… Some background, my gf and I have been dating for over 2 years, and have been faithful to each other ... Read More»

For as long as I can remember, I've been an ass man. Not that I fail to appreciate the beauty of a slender leg or plump breast and taut nipple. Far from it. But ever since I was a teenager, stroking my cock to the glossy images in girlie magazines, the primary object of my desire has been the soft, peachy fullness of a woman's bottom. The image that never failed to send waves of pleasure crashing through me, while thick streams of cum spurted from my painfully rigid penis, was always that of a beautiful young model, gleaming and on all fours, looking over her shoulder at the camera as if to say "fuck my ass, you know you want to." And want to I did. While I enjoyed plumbing the depths of a ripe and swollen pussy, or watching my cock slide between a pair of ... Read More»

I was first attracted to her by both her great figure and her easy, outgoing manner. I was so gratified to discover that besides being good looking and having a great personality, she was dynamite in bed. She was so orgasmic I felt like a sex god every time we had sex. She was five nine, with very long legs. Looking at her in anything that revealed her legs reminds one of a gazelle. Her legs were so long that she had trouble getting stockings that fit properly. Even though I'm six feet, her legs were longer than mine. Oh, did I neglect to mention that we were both married, but not to each other? Every time we would get together, even if it were for a quick drink and a passionate kiss, it felt wicked and so exciting. When we had sex, it was always ... Read More»

"You sure this won't hurt?" Mary asked again. "Absolutely. All you have to do is push back, like you are trying to go, and relax. Things will be just fine. I slide in a little, let you have time to get used to it, and take it easy. You'll love it." At least he hoped he wouldn't hurt her. He had used enough K-Y. If she were too tense, it would hurt. If she relaxed and wanted to enjoy this, it wouldn't. "God I hope so. I've heard about this enough." "Girlfriends huh?" John said as he moved closer and smeared the lubricant all over his hard and ready cock. "Yea. A few said there was no way that they would ever let a guy up there, and there were a few who said it was really kinky and they loved it - now and then when they were feeling really nasty or ... Read More»

I'm really quite a shy man, not one for chatting up the girls in the office. The flirting is sort of fun, but I never know what to do after the first few times. And then I see the light die in their eyes, and the conversation goes safe and boring. I do talk to them, but I hear about their boyfriends, families, domestic problems and holidays abroad. Never anything personal, never any hint about what they think about me. I was married once, lasted 5 years, if you can call a slow falling apart a marriage. She was the first girl I slept with who seemed to enjoy herself. I was so grateful I proposed to her. I know, not a good basis for a marriage. And anyway, as I said, she only seemed to enjoy herself. After a while I found out that she had been scared of being ... Read More»

A couple makes a Valentine memory with a new sexual position. After sitting through a Valentine's dinner in a restaurant with too many couples who didn't speak to one another, my wife, Georgia, and I, decided to never ignore one another like that. Whoever said silence is deafening was talking about these couples, at this restaurant, and on this Valentine's Day. We watched them sitting in silence while they waited for their food, ate their dinner, had their dessert, and even after they finished eating, they quietly waited for the check without having said a single word to one another. It was so sad. "Look at some of these people," she said in a hushed whisper while looking around and whispering to me in between furtive glances. "I feel like I'm dining in the ... Read More»

Her heart started leaping in her chest as she turned into his driveway, the full throaty throb of the Ducati between her legs vibrating rhythmically as she let it roll up the gravel to the front of his house. As she shut the dark black machine down, she heard the sweet silence of her surroundings for the first time and took off her helmet to look around. Sitting easily on the bike, her curvaceous body encased in jeans and a black leather bike jacket, she looked sexy - independent and strong, without the need for any man. Her curls sprang into soft ringlets as she removed the helmet and let it rest on the fuel tank, and her large, green, child-like eyes roamed over the pretty farmland around her, as she took a few moments to let her stomach stop flipping. His ... Read More»