Three days before Christmas, snow was about to fall in thick curtains over the sleeping suburb. Inside her sister’s house, everything smelled of fresh pine, cinnamon, and the mulled wine forgotten on the coffee table. Christmas lights blinked red-green-gold, throwing dancing reflections across the white walls. Emma closed the front door behind her and shook the snow from her ankle boots. At 26, she was one of the youngest...

It's ironic what goes through your mind when you're in your room, on your back, ten inches of anthracite coal pistoning up your butt. Your roommate is running the railroad, Casey Jones getting old number 382 running down the tracks, heading to the depot. Charge: Violation of Uniform Code of Military Justice, Conduct Unbecoming. In that Lieutenant Anthony "Binky" Rasmussen was observed on his back, legs spread, arms embrac...

Fred stood naked at the edge of the couch, his eyes wide with raw desire, utterly mesmerized by the intimate scene that unfolded before him. He stroked himself slowly, his cock rock-hard, veins pulsing along its thick length as pre-cum leaked from the tip, trailing down in warm, sticky beads. “You liked watching me make your wife moan, you dirty boy?” Margie asked, her voice commanding yet soft and comforting, laced with...

Saturday afternoon was incredible. I was a little tired and had a brief group rest as we all recovered. Waking up after an hour, I went to take a shower, but was joined by Dan. We managed to grope each other while soaping up, with Dan’s lovely penis showing it was still ready to go. His rod was still responding to stimuli as I sucked him, how I loved taking him deep and listening to his moans as he held my head, wet from...

I understood no one was coming to rescue me. If I wanted to survive, I had to think. And the first clear thought was a simple imperative—walk. So I left the boat and my life on Ngumba behind. Outside the harbour gates, the streets teemed with life. Pavement hawkers called out beneath patchwork awnings, porters hefted sacks over their shoulders, and the air buzzed with the sounds of the local Creole. I followed the avenue...

Kat was so excited. She had decorated our house for Christmas. It took her all week, and she said she had a holiday surprise for me when I got back from California, fighting wildfires. I had been gone for two weeks, and I would arrive home late on Christmas Eve. This was to be our first Christmas together. We had been married for nine months and only dated for two months before getting married in Las Vegas. Kat was 5'8" t...

Maryland – Winter Brianna holds onto the headboard while her husband fucks her from behind, making her ass ripple in waves. The sound of their loud sex echoes off the walls of their home, the sharp crack of Alan’s hand on Brianna’s ass causing her to release a pent-up moan. “Right there!” she cries out, whipping long hair over one shoulder to look at him with desperation. “Don’t stop! One more, baby! Please!” Brianna moan...

Kat was so excited. She had decorated our house for Christmas. It took her all week, and she said she had a holiday surprise for me when I got back from California, fighting wildfires. I had been gone for two weeks, and I would arrive home late on Christmas Eve. This was to be our first Christmas together. We had been married for nine months and only dated for two months before getting married in Las Vegas. Kat was 5'8" t...

Three days before Christmas, snow was about to fall in thick curtains over the sleeping suburb. Inside her sister’s house, everything smelled of fresh pine, cinnamon, and the mulled wine forgotten on the coffee table. Christmas lights blinked red-green-gold, throwing dancing reflections across the white walls. Emma closed the front door behind her and shook the snow from her ankle boots. At 26, she was one of the youngest...

From the outside Miguel looked like the perfect family man. He’d emigrated from Spain to England twenty-three years ago, started a successful business, married his beautiful wife Lisa, and had a son, James, who was now at university. However, Miguel knew he was a bad man. His current sin was that he was staring. He was staring at Chloe, James' girlfriend, whom he had brought home for Christmas. She was twenty, petite, and...

James Johnson was in most ways a typical, suburban, sixteen-year-old. His grades in school ensured he was on the honor roll. He was blessed with good friends. He was a decent athlete and played junior varsity baseball and basketball even though he was experiencing a growing spurt and was self-conscious about being clumsy. "You're just getting used to a bigger body, Honey! You'll grow into those shoes soon enough," his mot...