Sandra pouted and reached over to run a hand up his thigh. "But honey, it could be fun! And you know I've been craving a good, hard fucking. You never seem to have time for me anymore." She leaned in closer, her voice low and seductive. "If we won, you could watch me ride that huge cock and scream his name while he pumps me full of cum. Wouldn't you like that, baby?"
In a world that ended in 2020, a 72-year-old widower with no prostate opens his door to three extraordinary women. Five years later, naked, titanium-collared, and complete, they prove love needs no working cock—only steady hands, overflowing trays, and hearts brave enough to burn clothes and build forever. Raw, explicit, tender, triumphant later-in-life BDSM poly romance.
I've been with my girlfriend since 2021 and things have been great. The usual ups and downs but nothing significant. I would say the only outstanding real big problem is that I want to cheat on her with an old fwb that I had on and off again. Let's call her Sasha.
Seventy-five percent of this story is true. In reality, I was terrified during this scenario, and my escape from a possible killer was far more difficult than I describe here. I had arranged a weekend overnight date with Julian, but before that, we had a compatibility date. The first date went well, and I was genuinely looking forward to the weekend and the hot sex it would provide.
Evan crashes a billionaire’s estate party expecting only a glimpse of luxury, but when he’s caught by the magnetic Sebastian Blackwell, curiosity turns dangerous. Drawn into Sebastian’s world of power and desire, Evan finds himself trapped in a secret that blurs the line between temptation and control.