I heard the door creak open with a soft, ominous click. The cool evening air carried the faint scent of city rain and something far more intoxicating. Moira's perfume mixed with the raw, musky aroma of sweat and sex. I knelt in the dimly lit living room, the plush carpet fibers pressing into my knees, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. My cock strained futilely against the unyielding steel bars of my chastity cage...

Amina Begum, sixty-eight, widowed, adjusted her hijab and opened the door. “You're late with rent again?” Ravi asked quietly. “Pension hasn’t come through yet." He stepped inside and locked the door. “You say that almost every other month.” She didn't deny. He roughly squeezed her tits over her blouse, making her shiver. He turned her around, leaned her against the wall, lifted her saree. The hijab stayed pinned as he fuc...

I like rough sex. There, I’ve said it. And not just a bit of slap and tickle and then all kissy-kissy and lovey-dovey, I mean the most disturbing and extreme home-invasion, mock-assault fantasy. Break in like you’re a real intruder and take me rough and raw as I struggle and fight and pretend to resist. You think I’m sick? Need help? Counselling? Therapy? Locking up? Fuck you, asshole, I just don’t care. The trouble is, m...

Danny Joe, my friend and lover, had left for the States, and I was a bit lost and lonely. He had been gone for about two weeks, and I was moping around. I had gone to Toko Ri, the small village outside Camp Hovey. I was drinking and not really paying attention to the bar girls. I would go to my normal clubs have a beer or two then back to my room. I had to go to the supply room for some items that I needed for the next fi...

I had just gotten out of a job interview wearing my last clean clothes when my day turned for the worse. I was about to jog through a crosswalk when a car came whipping out of nowhere, drifting around the corner. My life didn't flash before my eyes. I just stood there like a deer in the headlights while the car tried to brake but hit me anyway. I felt my feet leave the ground and then a terrible pain. Like a sledgehammer...

Mattyboi: Hey, I'm five minutes out Lrockr: K Lukas put his phone back in his pocket after sending the message. He sat on the sofa in his living room, shaking with excitement. At 23 years old, he'd never had much success with finding a lover. He started by chasing after girls, but after graduating high school, then college, it got harder to meet women. Talking to them wasn't the problem, it was going past talking and turn...

(VI) A hand stroked my face, a liquid voice from somewhere said "it's okay, I'll take GOOD care of you", and my cock was surrounded again, only this time in a heavier slippery sensation, caressed and squeezed in a building demanding rhythm. My eyes opened; Florencia was riding my cock, working me up with full balls, and my head was too foggy to wonder why. I just watched her breasts sway side to side, tick-tock, tick-tock...

I had just gotten out of a job interview wearing my last clean clothes when my day turned for the worse. I was about to jog through a crosswalk when a car came whipping out of nowhere, drifting around the corner. My life didn't flash before my eyes. I just stood there like a deer in the headlights while the car tried to brake but hit me anyway. I felt my feet leave the ground and then a terrible pain. Like a sledgehammer...