Jeni and I spent the drive over to Alec and Erika’s house in almost complete silence. The closer the GPS said we were to our destination, the more I felt like I was going to throw up. Jeni seemed nervous as well, fidgeting with the radio, continuously checking her phone screen, and reapplying her lipstick in the visor mirror at every stoplight. "You okay?" I asked, my hands gripping the steering wheel tighter than necessa...

It was Saturday morning, and my wife, Jeni, and I were lazily lying in bed, the cream-colored cotton sheets tangled around our legs, staring up at the ceiling fan's hypnotic rotation as we tried to get some motivation to start our day. Jeni rolled over on her side, facing me, her long, light brown hair cascading over her shoulder, looking at me with her beautiful caramel eyes that crinkled slightly at the corners when she...

This story begins were part 2 left off. It had been weeks since I found the pink dildo and the dog-eared paperback 'Forbidden Desires' in the church donation box and smuggled them home in my bag. The night when my friend, Judy Ridgemont, came over for Bible study, and we ended up naked and pleasuring each other with our tongues and the silicone cock, before my husband, The Reverend Thomas Calloway, came home and discovere...

This story begins were the first part left off with Thomas finding his wife with another woman. I felt my soul drop like a stone in a well. Panic and shame had replaced all pleasure. Thomas’s shadow loomed above us, dark and angular, blocky with outrage. “Get off her!” he yelled, his voice so loud that it vibrated inside my chest. I scrambled off Judy, my heart galloping, my mouth and chin sticky with the essence of anoth...

"Oh my," I gasped, my voice echoing softly in the quiet room, sifting through the contents of the church donation box. I had carried the sturdy, slightly worn cardboard box into one of the seldom-used offices within the old church, where my husband is the minister. The room had the faint scent of polished wood and old leather-bound hymnals. Dust motes danced lazily in the shafts of sunlight that filtered through the narro...

Arriving home before his usual time, Jay discovered his wife sprawled in bed, her nude body relaxed in post-pleasure slumber, a satisfied smile on her lips. Her clitoris was red, swollen, and slick, her favorite vibrator resting in her palm, humming quietly. Shedding his clothes, Jay eased onto the mattress, nestling against her warmth. He suckled her breast, thick cock resting on her thigh. She stirred, eyelids flutterin...

My college girlfriend Nicole had arrived at my house to visit for a few days during summer break, her pink Jansport backpack stuffed with enough clothes to last the weekend. She lived with her mother in a farmhouse in the next town over from where we both attended school, while I was home for the summer break, four hours away in the two-story, century-old house that was my childhood home. It had been almost six weeks sinc...

Lindsay and Tina strode confidently through the lobby to the five-star restaurant, stiletto heels clicking in perfect rhythm, wearing their newly purchased, completely impractical dresses that drew glances from every direction. Lindsay’s was a dark crimson sheath that clung to her curves, so snug she had to forgo underwear entirely, her boobs threatening to spill out of the plunging neckline with each step. The hem landed...

When Tina woke in the morning, the air in the room still held the distinct musky odor of pussy. Sunlight slanted through the gap in the curtains, striping the bed with a bright golden line that illuminated dust motes dancing in the still air. She winced as she rolled from her side onto her back, a breast slipping free from her lavender camisole. There was a dull ache between her thighs from Dan’s huge cock and her own sel...

Lindsay was enjoying the freedom of being completely naked, playing in the surf near the waterfall. She glided in the shallows, rolling in the swirling foam before letting the water sweep her up onto an outcrop of black lava rock at the base of the waterfall. She danced through the spray, then planted her feet and tipped her head back, letting the torrent pound against her shoulders and spine all the way down to the topog...

The next morning, Tina roused early, stretching before rolling out of her bed. She paused and shook her head at Lindsay, splayed across the adjacent bed, one nipple peeking out from under the rumpled Egyptian cotton sheet like a pink half-moon. She ordered room service breakfast: fresh fruit platters, eggs Benedict, and mimosas, then made a cup of coffee with the in-room Keurig, inhaling the rich aroma as steam curled upw...

It was the first day of their vacation, and the Caribbean sun cast a golden glow across the alabaster tiles surrounding the infinity pool where Tina and Lindsay reclined on matching chaise lounges. The distant turquoise waves crashed against powder-white sand with a rhythmic hush that mingled with the rattling of ice in cocktail shakers and the melodic laughter of honeymooners and sunburnt families. For these two newly di...

The water cascaded down their bodies like a veil of secrecy, shrouding them from the world outside. Alyssa stood frozen, her eyes fixed on the tile floor as she tried to will away the butterflies in her stomach. She had never been one for intimacy, and yet here she was, standing in the shower with Noah. He shifted uncomfortably beside her, his eyes darting towards hers before quickly looking away. They had always been fri...

"Jesus Christ," Lila whispered to the empty room, her voice hoarse from screaming. She'd never come that hard in her life was her final thought before she passed out. Deputy Sarah Whitebear returned home after her shift to find Lila asleep on her bed, the evidence of her self-pleasure session obvious. She stood in the doorway, absorbing the scene—Lila's blonde hair fanned across the pillows, her lingerie gathered at her w...

Earl and Hank left without another word, the door slamming behind them. Lila remained motionless on the bed, listening to their receding footsteps and the rumble of the tow truck starting up. Only when she heard them drive away did she allow herself to curl into a fetal position, her body trembling with the weight of exhaustion and the bitter sting of shame. Dale waited several minutes after Earl’s truck drove off before...