“Fuck yea, you look so hot, baby girl,” he said over me, my ankles high in the air, his hands on my calves and holding my stocking-legged legs up. Reaching up, I played with my hair, making sure my blonde pigtails were splayed over the mattress, his cock pushing up inside me as I did. “You like being my little girl, don’t you?” He said. I could feel his breath on me as he said it, my eyes tight as I nodded that I did. His...

Reluctantly, I diverted my gaze away from his, my chin firmly pressed down, my eyes widening as I saw the glistening head of his cock pop through from between my heaving cleavage. Pushing my tits together, snug in my new powder blue bra, achieving the intention I desired, his foreskin pulling back. I had oiled up well before his huge dick had slipped between my tits, his swollen black rod shining against the contrast of m...

Thankfully I had prepared, bringing my pillow. My knees grateful for the soft cushioning against the hard wooden floor beneath me. The room air was cool against my skin, the bra and panties set I’d picked out only offering protection to my most sensitive nether regions. It had seemed like ages but was probably closer to ten minutes that I had been crouched below his desk, waiting on him to return. When he did, my heart fl...

First lunch break together Ruth and Reg left the office a few seconds apart to avoid observant eyes. Ruth slowed and let him catch up once they were around the corner from their offices, out of sight of all those nosey colleagues. Reg's hand reached around her waist; Ruth leaned into it as it felt so right, so good. She could smell his cologne; it was intoxicating and made her want him more. "So, what's the plan?" Reg sai...

First things first, I’m never going to say, “Sorry, I was wrong.” That doesn’t mean I can’t apologise. After replaying things from last night in my head, I felt I owed him an apology; not a chance I was going to say sorry, though. I could see his eyes on me as I knelt in front of him, his silly game controller in his hands. He was wearing those stupid, oversized basketball shorts, so it was so easy to slide my hand up ins...

First day back at the office Ruth's black heels clicked against the polished tiled floor of the office building as she stepped through the automatic doors, her stride purposeful as she got closer, wanting to get in and await the arrival of the notorious office Romeo, her secret lover. The anticipation of seeing Reg, of feeling his touch again, made her heart race; she had had to endure a whole Sunday with her husband and...

Such a nice wake-up, I thought, looking down under the sheets and between my long, supple legs. Stacey’s fingers holding my folds apart, traces of her vibrant red lipstick marked across the fingers, exposing me. Her breath warm and moist against my swollen clit, her tongue running up my lips and swishing over my clit with a trail of her saliva connecting us before her tongue darted out again and repeated the process. I ha...

Saturday PM Anna opened the door, and Zayid entered close behind, not waiting for an invite. Anna noticed, but it didn't bother her. As she closed the door, she turned to face him, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt a sudden, overwhelming desire to have him, to feel him, to taste him. She took a step forward, following him. Zayid had already entered the living room and sat. comfortable, on her sofa. He looked aroun...

Love stroll. Part 3 Saturday AM Anna's eyes fluttered open; the room was still dark, the sun barely up yet. She felt it again, the now-familiar need and hunger between her legs, the wetness that had flooded its way into her world and consumed it. She sighed, a sound full of longing. She slid her hand down through her cleavage, her fingers brushing against her clit, already swollen and sensitive. She smiled, a lazy, slow c...

Thursday Anna had been thinking about the walking group all day, thinking about Zayid. She couldn’t shake the memory of him. She arrived at the park early, her body restless with anticipation. She wasn’t sure what she was expecting, but she knew she was looking for him. She caught his gaze as he approached, her heart fluttering in her chest. “Good evening, Anna,” he said, his voice low. “Hello, Zayid,” she replied, her vo...

Part 5 The warm water flowed over Ruth's body, the showerhead above her, massaging her neck and cascading down her back. She closed her eyes, letting the water relax her worn, tense muscles. The feeling of Reg's cock inside her, the memory of last night's two fucks still fresh in her mind. She knew she shouldn't be feeling this way, that she should be ashamed of herself for sleeping with a married man behind her own husba...

They stepped out into the hallway, Reg leading Ruth down the hall, her hand firmly in his, his other free hand waving the room key card in front, a triumphant smile all over Reg's face. They stopped at a door, and with a swift movement, Reg slipped the key card into the slot; the light went green, and he pushed it open. Ruth took small steps, her heels clicking rapidly on the floor as she quickly followed him inside, righ...

Part 3 "Relax, nobody will suspect a thing. You're Ruth, Mrs. Respectable and happily married, and I'm just Reg, the office fuck-up. We're just two colleagues." Reg told her. Ruth took a deep breath as they casually walked out of the bar, their shoulders barely touching, her demeanour as innocent as she could manage as her pussy dripped; they passed through the hotel lobby, and Ruth felt a pang of excitement with each fam...

Ruth was in light conversation with a small group of co-workers. A sly smile on her face as she nodded to Reg, who was across the way from her and in another group. She kept adjusting her dress as subtly as she could. She loved feeling his man-goo, hidden beneath her clothing, smearing across her chest, slick on her skin. She dropped her eyes to look down at her dress, worried if it had managed to seep through the blue fa...

Love stroll: Monday to Wednesday Part 1 Monday Anna leaned against a park bench, her long, athletic legs crossed at the ankles. She wore a pair of simple black leggings that hugged her legs and ass just right and a loose T-shirt. Her brown hair, swept up in a messy bun, left a few tendrils framing her face. She chatted with the other women from the walking group, laughter genuine. She'd joined the group a few months after...