She whimpered as the ache between her legs grew. “Daddy…” He didn’t even look at her, his fingers dancing around her throbbing clit. “Daddy, please…” she whined as he continued, pushing her further and further towards the edge. “Daddy, please, I’m close!” He smiled down at her as he removed his hand from between her legs with a gentle but firm slap. “Good girl,” he whispered, “how many more do you think you have in you?”...

"Good evening, Taylah, Brodie!" His welcome was just as warm as ever. We shook hands. Emilia came over for a hug from both of us. "How is your book going, Taylah?" she inquired. "Finished," she replied. "Started a new one this afternoon." I tried to paddle around the point today. The waves were crazy. I had to come back in. "Felipe was a much more competent surfer than me. "Oh man. The only thing I'm worse than surfing at...

“I’m sleeping,” I mutter, my cheek against the cool pillow as he runs his hand under my shirt, up my body, hip to breast. My skin prickles awake, and I shiver, pushing my back into his chest behind me, pulling the sheets and blankets around us both. “That’s okay,” he jokes, “You can stay asleep.” If he didn’t know me, this comment would have slammed the door shut. But he does know me. He knows the difference between no an...

The morning after getting absolutely railed, staying in bed wasn't an option; I had to get to campus. The world kept spinning, even if my asshole felt like it was on fire. Arriving at UM, I made a massive effort not to limp, but my legs just wouldn't cooperate. Out of habit, I walked straight into the frat house lounge without thinking about the consequences. When I got there, I saw the guys gathered around the table, pla...

“Oh fuck, oh God, oh yes, oh fuck, oh, babe, I’m gonna cum. Oh FUCK!” There are three distinct phases to the male orgasm, once you've passed the point of no return. Firstly, there’s the buildup; nerve-tingling pleasure seeps into every corner of the body, one’s thrusts become more frantic, and this type of language comes unbidden. And then there’s the orgasmic plateau. About ten seconds when the bomb of climax has been pr...

After our first encounter at our house, the arrangement settled into a sort of routine, and over several weekends, on Friday or Saturday nights, David would come round, have vigorous sex with my wife, and then leave. I would then make love to her, trying to satisfy her as best I could, though I’d long since given up any hope of competing sexually with David. In any case, we both felt good. She was very sexually satisfied,...

I started fantasizing about going for a night with Marco or Jan and realized our "hotwife-sharing-thing" was not that practical when couples around you only think about swinging and swapping two by two. We were there for only a few days. Yes, right, how could I shift so quickly from "shit, I am stuck here" to "shit, only a few days left!" If we wanted something to happen, we needed to find out how, as soon as possible. Th...