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So Long and Thanks for All The Sex

So Long and Thanks for All The Sex

Well friends, after thirteen years, it’s finally time for little project to come to an end. Guy New York was a fun character to inhabit and often felt more like me than I did. But Guy and Quickies New York have done what they came to do.  I wrote over a thousand short...

My Wife’s Ex-Boyfriend Comes Over

My Wife’s Ex-Boyfriend Comes Over

Our fantasies overlapped in one very particular place. And when Kitty shared that information with an old friend, he offered to help without hesitation.    The old friend in question was an ex from college who she occasionally met up with for drinks. Their...

Do You Want To Taste Her?

Do You Want To Taste Her?

I might have left too quickly. But once we were done my mind instantly moved back to the girl waiting at home in our bed with her fingers between her thighs and her imagination swirling. And no matter how long I tried to sit still and keep it about us, the girl at...

My Wife’s Breeding Kink

My Wife’s Breeding Kink

It’s always worse when she makes me do it. It doesn’t matter what it is: undo his jeans, take off her shirt so he can see, make her wet or him hard; I could go on and on. She knows what it does to me. She understands how it simultaneously makes me incredibly turned on...

My Wife Entertains Our Guest in the Middle of The Night

My Wife Entertains Our Guest in the Middle of The Night

I awoke in the night to the sound of footsteps. It was close to three AM, and the space in the bed next to me was conspicuously empty. I patted the spot, half-asleep, as my tired brain processed the fact that my wife, Claire, had gotten up in the night. This was not...

Her “Fuck Me Anytime” Dress

Her “Fuck Me Anytime” Dress

My wife has a dress that comes with an invitation.  It’s black and slutty, and every time she puts it on, I know the rule: I can fuck her wherever and whenever I like. It’s a game that has led to delicious dinner dates, engaging movie-going experiences, and occasional...

Do You Want To Taste Her?

Playing With Fire

We didn’t have a condom. But our boundaries around safe sex were not as strong as they used to be. She and I had stopped using them months ago after doing the adult thing of getting ourselves tested and then talking. He, on the other hand, had other arrangements with...

Daddy Entertains

Daddy Entertains

“Darling, would you get the door? Daddy’s friend is a few minutes early.” Kitty got up from where she had been kneeling on the floor and brushed out her short skirt. She smiled at me, offering just a hint of a blush, and then she sauntered to the door and opened it. ...

My Wife Comes Home With a Story

My Wife Comes Home With a Story

“Should I have filmed it?” she asked, looking up at me. She was on all fours towards the foot of the bed, and all I could do was nod. I hadn’t expected her to go through with it, and not having been there meant all I could do was imagine the worst. “That would have...

Does Your Daddy Want to Watch?

Does Your Daddy Want to Watch?

If I say her Daddy was home when I arrived to pick her up, will you know how I mean it? Will you make your own meaning? Does it matter? Let’s say her Daddy is nervous when she comes down the stairs in a tight black dress. Her heels are too high, and her neckline is...

A Rainy Afternoon Threesome

A Rainy Afternoon Threesome

It was raining on 15th street by the time she got home. Listening from the bed, we heard her wet boots slush as she stripped off her coat, and we could barely contain our giggles. It was her loft, her coffee on the stove, her wine by the bed, and her boyfriend I was...

Do You Want To Taste Her?

The First Kinky Sex

The first kinky sex I ever had was all words.  Before any slapping, spanking, scratching, or biting, all my boundaries were verbal. Before I ever tied anyone up, choked them, or held them down while while fucking them up the ass, I whispered honest things in her ear...

Stoya Blurbs Disgusting Beautiful Immoral

Stoya was kind enough to write me a blurb for Disgusting Beautiful Immoral, my full-length erotic novel. Here's what she had to say. “Disgusting, Beautiful, Immoral lets you into the minds of wild and wanton sexual adventurers. A peek into the inner worlds of those of...

Watching Your Hotwife in the Backseat

Watching Your Hotwife in the Backseat

My sexy hotwife is sucking his cock in the backseat of the car as I drive. It wasn’t the plan, but you know how it goes. You start talking. Your wife mentions that monogamy isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. He raises an eyebrow. You tell him that she does whatever the...

I Want to Hurt You

I Want to Hurt You

It’s the beginning of September which feels both meaningless and full of potential. Potential for cool air, tight sweaters, rainy mornings (like today), and warm food. As for meaning, or lack thereof, I think I can say that the world still feels faint and ephemeral,...

Three Part Memoir Picked up by Stoya’s ZeroSpaces

Three Part Memoir Picked up by Stoya’s ZeroSpaces

My memoirs, Bisexual Men Are More Likely To Be Murderers was recently picked up by Stoya for her digital publication ZeroSpaces as an exclusive three part series. The story follows a young man through his first year of college, navigating the coming out process as he...

Salt and Sand

Salt and Sand

Salt and sand and I can taste him in my mouth. I can smell her hair and her sunscreen, and I can still feel her fingers on my skin. The ocean was warm, at least in the bay, and the wind was enough to keep us moving without too much work. It was early enough in the day...

A Stranger From The Roof

A Stranger From The Roof

She stayed on the roof long enough to get a glimpse of him and agree. It was a quick gesture, designed more to excite her than give her a choice. Once she nodded and squeezed my hand to give her consent, she vanished back to the elevator and the relative safety of our...

Am I a Cuck if I Make Her Do It?

Am I a Cuck if I Make Her Do It?

As much as I write about "hotwife" and "cuckold" fantasies and games, the way these things have played out in my life tend to veer in a slightly different direction. I've written about them over the years, and on occasion, I've tried to be more honest about it, but...