The usual hookup site I have used since Craigslist ended its dating service was starting to become stale. It was now yielding fewer and fewer contacts, and the ones I did find were not of the same caliber as before. I had heard of a new gay dating app called Grindr and decided to download it. It took several attempts and an update before I could finally set up my profile. I eventually arrived at a moment of truth and was...

I had posted an ad several days earlier, but my availability to host had ended; I decided to delete the responses I had received. I logged in to my E-mail account and checked each reply to see if there were any gems I would want to keep, and there was one that stood out as special. It was from a handsome black man with an offer to host me regularly; the name he gave was Pike. He included three photos that showed his hands...

Because I adore the way Herbert fucks I think of him often, and tonight would be no exception. He used to come for six hours every Friday and Saturday night. For over a year, something always seemed to keep him too busy to return for a visit. I decided to send him an E-Mail; it was only one word, “tonight?” Much to my surprise, I got an immediate answer “OK.” I asked if he remembered how to get to my house or if he needed...

In Hamlet, Act 5, Scene 1, when Shakespeare wrote: “Let Hercules himself do what he may, The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.“ He was talking about the power of human will to overcome overwhelming opposition. My day came not through willpower but by a random convergence of events. In writing, it may seem typical but has never come again. I was fresh out of an emotionally draining relationship and had moved into a...

My stories always begin with my posting on my favorite hookup site, and this time is no different. My eclectic sense of sexual adventure tends to pull me in different directions, but I was in the mood for something conventional. By conventional, I mean heterosexual sex between a male and a female. That would be as close to normal as my deviant mind would allow the sex to be. Besides being a pansexual, I am also an exhibit...

My friend Max is an excellent fuck-buddy and I am always glad to have him over. His body is not spectacular and his dick is a bit shorter than average, but he can fuck for hours, cum several times and he thinks I fuck better than any female he has ever known. Max almost always brings party treats, allows me to record videos of our encounters, and is willing to try kinky things. I dress more casually for Max than I do when...

I posted an ad in my favorite hookup list seeking a sister cross-dresser to come over to play with me. I had no real expectations that I would receive even a single response. None of the dozens of ads I had placed before had received a single response. At the time, I more or less assumed that cross-dressers generally regard other cross-dressers as competition rather than as sisters. In my ad, I gave a thorough physical de...

I am a petite little slut, and I get these strong sexual urges that I can neither control nor resist. Yes, I am a CD and cross-dress, and although I think I am far from able to pass as female, that assessment is not widely shared. Others, especially men, seem to value a slut as a precious thing. For that reason, I am proud to be a slut. I love to be told what a slut I am; being called a bitch makes me feel all giggly insi...