“Perfect,” I said, looking at myself in the mirror as I ran my hands down the front of my tight-fitting denim dress, with the full-length zipper lowered to just below my large, firm, ample tits. The dress barely covered my perfect ass, accentuated by my high heels, raising me up three inches from my five-foot-seven height. My long, light brown hair cascaded over my shoulders. I finished by painting my lips bright red. “Fu...

It had been a week since I met Mason. I’d thought about him, sure, but I hadn’t touched my phone to text him. I was standing under the hot spray of our walk-in shower when the glass door slid open. This shower was a good size, a proper wet room we had installed last year. It used to be our playground. We must have fucked in there a hundred times, slippery and wild against the tiles, the water drowning out our noise. To my...

Ashley and Monica went out for drinks that same night, since it was a girls’ night at their favorite bar with some of their best friends from college. It was an opportunity for the ladies to update each other on their lives. It was also a chance for Ashley and Monica to vent about work. They were still upset that they did not get to stay late on Thursday night with Maria, Veronica and Jane. However, after a night of drink...

The silence was worse than the teasing. At least when Eve was there, the torment had a shape: her voice, her skin, the cruel geometry of her body just out of reach. Now there was only the clock, counting minutes that stretched like taffy. Ben pulled at the silk cords for the dozenth time. They held with the same mocking give: enough slack to twist his wrists raw, not enough to do a goddamn thing about it. He tried not to...

Mira, along with the point man Mira had nicknamed Sunglasses, and Mira’s companions Rick, Xavier, and Xavier’s wife Reina, went into the lobby, disdain on the staff’s faces. Sunglasses drew the concierge to the registration desk, where they whispered. Sunglasses muttered to the concierge. He handed the man a credit card; Mira’s eyes narrowed as she saw the L and DNA emblem. She fished her cell phone out and started Googli...

Unusual Friends - Part One This series depicts a group of friends through vignettes, highlighting their openness to sex. All are over twenty-one and freely consent, viewing sex as a fun, emotionless activity similar to playing sports. They approach it like golf or tennis, without jealousy or attempts to steal partners. Usually, their partners are present or aware of what others are doing. Interactions are purely for enjoy...

Attacking the sink full of dirty dishes was the third item on Alyson’s list of chores for that morning. She’d already vacuumed the large area rug in the living room and the runner in the hall, as well as tackled the laundry. The satisfying hum of the dryer, accompanied by the light swishing of the delicate cycle on the washer, gave the house a nice homespun harmony as she padded barefoot into the kitchen. She worked durin...

“Oh Phil,” I said, looking at the bulge in his groin. “This is something that neighbours should not do.” But I knew that I would; I knew that I had to help him. I reached over and pressed my hand on his bulge, and Phil groaned, not in pain but in delight. He said no words; he just looked at me with longing. I undid the buttons on my blouse, pulling it open. My boobs stood proud in their pastel blue lace. I leaned toward P...