I decided to check out a private sex/fetish party and sent my boyfriend off to fool around with his gorgeous ex. Was I out of my head. Maybe, but I certainly made the most of being a solitary female in an anything goes environment. Girls, boys, and me getting loved on every which way.
This one's a little different in that it's not technically fiction. Names have been changed to protect the innocent, but by and large it is a rumination on how I misplaced something very important. It was my virginity. I put it in a girl's pussy and never saw it again. Read on for details.
"Remember tomorrow kid, ok," he said as he did up his pants. "If you wants some action bring a Mars bar and don't forget the condoms. Our ladies here may be mad but their plumbing still works and we don't want any accidents."
Harold, 72, a widowed tech billionaire, watches his three Latina maids—fiery Maria (32), commanding Sofia (45), and graceful Isabella (58)—clean his silent Manor. Maria’s solo play ignites an orgy: oral chains, strap-on anal, scissoring, shower sex. The women dominate every act, yet cradle him in tender aftercare. Power flips; Harold surrenders to their control and love.
A series of lurid diary entries follows Mark, a 24 year old man who decides to start visiting prostitutes. Just Another John is short-form fiction that mimmicks the "trip reports" style of writing found on escorting / sex worker websites.
A women see herself in a anonymous author's story and believes maybe her husband has something to do with the author. she soon becomes lured into the realms of virtuality as she see and hears things not quite there.