The neon lights of the hotel ballroom flickered in time with the bass-heavy thump of the music, casting a kaleidoscope of colors over the crowd. Amanda adjusted the hem of her leather mini skirt, glancing over at John, who was nervously tugging at the lace sleeves of his corset. His makeup was impeccable—eyeshadow blending into a smoky halo around his lashes, lips painted a deep crimson that matched Amanda’s own. He looke...

Tim had been doing everything he could to be the perfect husband. He hadn’t complained about Caroline’s increasingly daring outfits or her nights out with Sasha, and he had been dutiful and supportive in every way he could manage. But after two weeks of chastity, the frustration was unbearable. His focus was slipping, and Caroline’s teasing, deliberate wardrobe choices weren’t helping. The morning of the 14th day in chast...

I’m straight! At least that’s what I tell myself. Throughout my life I’ve had sexual experiences with exclusively women and have enjoyed the heterosexual lifestyle to the fullest. But ever since my early twenties (now early thirties) I’ve found the beauty in cock. Certainly there are ideal specimens, but a hard cock always meant a good time in my book. So as time went on my fascination and interest in them only increased....

"What are you doing?" I ask as Ben stops the car in front of my apartment. He looks at me, a bewildered look in his eyes. I can still taste his cum on my tongue. Silence follows as he looks ahead onto the quiet street. "Are you coming in?" I continue. He shakes his head, almost as if he is waking himself up. "No, I can't." "What do you mean?" "I lost control with you, Liv. It can't happen again." A dark chuckle leaves my...

Naked and starving, he steps into the blackness, cloaked by the soft purr of her snores. Waits, eyes adjusting to the sanctity of the dark bedroom until faint shapes form in the monochrome moonlight that bleeds around the drawn curtains. In the corner on its stand, her acoustic guitar. Opposite the bed, her dressing table. And five feet away, her. His cock begins to firm, no longer dangling against his thigh. He swallows...

“Fuck me, Master! Please keep fucking me with that hard cock!” Nathan lamented as he heard the grunts, moans, and sounds of lust coming from the master bedroom of his house. His knees and back were sore from kneeling on the hardwood for the last hour. His cock strained in chastity, which he had been in since waking up that morning. Nathan heard a loud slap followed by a cry of delight. His wife, Jane, loved to be spanked...

I was the first one out of bed, like always, fixing a big breakfast for our special day. I made Junior kiss me before he sat down, and then I yelled at him for not being dressed yet—at least he was wearing his boxers. He pointed out that I was still in my sleep shirt, then I pointed out that my first class wasn’t until nine, and that he couldn’t risk being late for work again. “Get off my case, Sissy. You’re not my mom.”...

My husband Tom asked me if I’d like to go out to dinner. Anytime I can get out of cooking I will gladly accept. He told me he had made a reservation at one of our favorite restaurants. I immediately thought about what I’d wear. I was feeling horny, so I decided to wear something sexy. At six-thirty, I went upstairs to get ready for our date night. I’d been thinking about how I would dress all afternoon. That made me feel...

This, I decided as Vicki and I crept through a dark backyard, was the dumbest thing we'd ever done. But just as plenty of eighteen-year-olds are stupid now, so we were back in the mid-eighties, when this took place. Vicki was my best friend and neighbor, and we'd just graduated from high school. She would soon be starting cosmetology school, while I'd head to community college in the fall to begin a two-year program. We b...

This experience came out of nowhere for me. It was never planned, really never dreamed of, but it happened. I was wandering at a local mall while my wife shopped for Christmas. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see an old neighborhood friend, Jasmine. She and her husband had moved to a different neighborhood to be closer to his job. She and I had been friendly, but our spouses, for whatever reason, hadn’t been. Sh...

My husband Tom asked me if I’d like to go out to dinner. Anytime I can get out of cooking I will gladly accept. He told me he had made a reservation at one of our favorite restaurants. I immediately thought about what I’d wear. I was feeling horny, so I decided to wear something sexy. At six-thirty, I went upstairs to get ready for our date night. I’d been thinking about how I would dress all afternoon. That made me feel...