It was a scorcher of a day—humid even by Michigan summer standards. The kind of heat that makes clothes cling to your skin before noon. Luckily, our friend Jake had just moved into a new condo complex ten minutes away and texted: “Got a pool. Come drink and cool off.” We were in. Cooler packed, speaker ready. No real plan. Just the vibe. The pool was better than expected—clean, spacious, surrounded by shaded chairs, and a...

Mina has always been the modest type. Sweet, soft-spoken, never one to dress for attention — always covered up, always composed. A proper Albanian wife. But in our bedroom, she lived by one simple rule: please your husband. And god, did she ever. She let me explore every filthy thought I brought to her. Roleplay, dirty talk, scenes straight out of porn… she’d blush, maybe tease me a little, but she always gave in. Always...

He hovered just above her now, body between her legs, his thick head pressed at her soaked, swollen entrance. Mina’s breath caught—her hand still gently stroking him, guiding him, holding him there. She looked up into his eyes. There was no going back. Not anymore. He pushed forward. Just the tip. Mina’s entire body arched off the bed. “Oh my God— f…” she gasped, her voice breaking, barely a whisper before it turned into...