“Hey, what are you going as?” Mia asked me out of nowhere, looking up from her desk. It was close enough to Halloween for me to catch her meaning. “Nothing.” I tried to sound offhand, and not pathetically homesick at all. “Oh, come on.” she swiveled her chair to face me. “You’re not a ‘this is my costume’ orange t-shirt type of girl, are you?” I aggressively wasn’t, but I shrugged like those t-shirts didn’t make me gag, a...

As Abbey still lay in her bed, slowly coming down from her own self-induced orgasm, she rekindled the wild events in her mind. Not only was she still having trouble comprehending the events over the past couple of weeks involving her escapades with my wife Lindsay and myself, she was even more astounded at her latest sexting episode with her husband Tim. Did she really just send her hubby pictures of her pussy while he wa...

She had always imagined this moment; the moment she would feel him enter her. Countless nights were spent on her bed, lost in fantasies. Her fingers danced over her skin, tracing delicate lines down her body. She caressed her breasts, feeling the warmth spread as she imagined his hands in their place. Her fingers moved lower, finding the sensitive spot between her thighs. She rubbed her clit in slow, deliberate circles, e...

My wife surprised me by getting herself a butt plug for our anniversary. It was hidden under her skirt until she pulled it up and flashed me. She did this as I sat in the car, just before we went on a dinner date! I can’t forget how I came hard in her ass after we got back from dinner. Then we slept deeply, only to wake up after a while. I watched my beautiful wife sleeping and noticed the thick cum drip from her rosebud...

January 30th, 2024 Jill's diary entry. In just a few weeks our lives had completely changed. Jack and I had been married for a few years, and we considered ourselves loved up and content. Cue the interminable Covid lockdowns and we almost crashed and burned. We both played away to relieve the humdrum boredom but the one-night stands proved to be most unsatisfying for both of us. Anyway, we got our heads together and talke...

Harry dropped his bags in his apartment and put his hands on his hips. The tall, thin boy of nineteen surveyed the room that would be his for the next three years of college. It was basic, it had a bed, a desk and some shelves on one side of the room with a small-ish wardrobe on the other. A small en-suite occupied the space next to the door. The window over the bed looked out onto one of the main walkways to the college...

Mari's eyes scanned the worn pages of the book she had picked up from the small, local Bristol Cove bookstore earlier that day. It was a quiet afternoon in the cafe, the soft murmur of distant conversations and the waves of the nearby beach the only sounds to keep her company. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the faint scent of the sea wafted through the air, melding together to create a comforting ambiance that she...

“Why?” “I can’t say, Maria.” “But, Tony, I ……” I cut her off and walked out of the room. I didn’t trust her. I decided to hold fire. I’d keep an eye on developments. Luckily Brady had come to the office and was checking some information on the Hartford job with Barry. They called me as I passed and asked me to sit in with them. “Tony, Brady is looking for information on these,” Barry said pointing at his computer screen,...

Summer 1976 was hot, ridiculously so. When we finished school, I lived in floaty dresses and as little underwear as I could get away with—ok, sometimes none at all. I'd known G all the way through senior school. I'd liked him from the start, in the way that you do when you are still really only a kid. Then I fancied him. He's not an Adonis type, but he's a really nice, decent guy, intelligent, articulate, and generally ni...

Jon was about to give up. After spending the day with his realtor, Jamie, looking at houses, nothing came close to what he was used to. Jon had been living in his parent's basement for years while he took care of them. He recently moved them into a fifties-plus community and was now looking for something new that would meet his needs. Jon's father, Dan, suggested that Jon use the realtor who was selling the house. "You'll...