Dear Diary, My friend Lucy and I look forward to Halloween each year, dressing up in revealing costumes and hitting the clubs for a night of drinks, dancing, and debauchery. This year, Lakota was our first choice. The Halloween event featured a twisted circus rave with four rooms of music and dancing on three levels. I dressed as a Playboy bunny. The outfit featured a strapless black bodysuit that hugged my body like a se...

The hum of the tattoo gun faded into silence, leaving only the soft buzz of the studio’s overhead lights and the lingering scent of antiseptic in the air. Catherine exhaled slowly, her fingers tracing the delicate outline of the fresh rose tattoo just beneath her ear, the skin still warm and slightly tender. Beside her, Elle mirrored the motion, her own tattoo—identical in design—glinting under the light as she adjusted t...

The Terrace Katarina leaned against the stone railing of the terrace, her silhouette cut sharply against the twilight sky. At fifty-two, she possessed a stillness that only came with time—a confidence that didn't need to shout to be heard. Her hair, a perfectly coiffed sweep of icy blonde, caught the last of the fading light. She took a slow sip of champagne, her sapphire-blue eyes narrowing as she surveyed the crowded ga...

The dim glow of the tattoo parlor’s neon sign flickered against the rain-streaked windows, casting a sultry crimson hue over the black leather chairs. The air smelled of antiseptic and ink, thick with the hum of the needle gun and the low thrum of bass-heavy music pulsing from the speakers. Catherine sat first, her long legs crossed, her fingers drumming impatiently against the armrest. She wore a tight black tank top tha...

Our friends, Julia and Amy, owned a place in South Beach, a Miami Beach neighborhood renowned for its early-20th-century architecture. The condo was located in the Art déco Historic District, within one of the old, pastel-colored buildings off Ocean Drive. My friends were snowbirds, living up north during the summer and spending the winter in South Beach. They were teachers at home, but worked as interior designers in Sou...

The Arrival Elizabeth arrived on a flight from Spain on Sunday afternoon, marking the beginning of a ritual we had anticipated for weeks. I collected her from the airport and drove us immediately away from the city lights, toward the solitude of my country place. I cooked to impress our visitor, preparing a dinner of locally sourced filet mignon, smashed new potatoes, and mixed vegetables, accompanied by a bottle of Rowdy...

Dear Diary, The weekend was here, and I was ready for action. It had been a couple of weeks since my tryst with Dom and John. Remembering how they made me their slut and shagged me like a cheap whore fueled my bedtime masturbation sessions. My orgasms were good, but the craving remained. I was in desperate need of another good shag. On Fridays, the Anchor pub drew a large crowd. There was sure to be a good selection of gu...

Dear Diary, I hadn’t been out in a couple of weeks, and I was feeling frisky. I was well beyond horny, and my neglected pussy was aching to be filled. I decided to go to Bambalan to have a couple of drinks. It’s a popular Bristol bar with a live band on Saturdays, and, most importantly, it's frequented by fit young guys. I took a relaxing hot bath with vanilla bath oil to melt away the tensions of the day. I washed my lon...

I’d been lying with my legs spread, imagining Daddy walking in and catching his eighteen-year-old Kitten with my hand in my panties. In my teen fantasy, Daddy says, "Oh, Kitten, Daddy's been waiting so long," as he pushes my legs apart and climbs between them, deflowering me and telling me I’m a better lay than Mom. I spread my slick all over my bare, swollen pussy, and strummed my clit until I couldn’t take anymore. I ha...

“Highway Hotline,” said the sexy AI voice. Jessica had just swallowed a load from a big, black trucker when the call came in. She rolled up the window and pulled away, cruising to the next call. Walmart. It was amazing how many guys she blew in the Walmart parking lot while their wives were inside shopping. She pulled in, and a guy stepped up who looked just like her grandpa. She rolled down the window and sucked his stif...

Gregory and I went for a hike on the nature trail at the park. The birds chirped in the trees, and the bees buzzed around pollinating the blooming flowers. A small lizard climbed a tree, stopping to display his red dewlap, warning us we were in his territory. It was a beautiful day to observe Mother Nature’s wonders. The trail was in a wooded area, but we still caught glimpses of cars driving by on the road bordering the...

You stand across the room, intrigued by the girl in red, unable to look away from the bewitching, otherworldly enchantress. Her long red dress and cape conceal her feet, giving her the appearance of floating like an apparition as she moves across the floor. The red hood frames her white blonde hair, delicate alabaster skin, and sensual red lips. Her seductive allure arouses you profoundly. She stops, turns her head, and l...

"Highway Hotline," said the sexy AI voice. Jessica was masturbating when the call came in. The sexy voice collected his payment and location. She'd been selling blowjobs from her car since she got her Driver's License. She always felt a twinge of excitement; it meant getting paid to suck another cock. Shifting into gear, she went to meet the random stranger. Jessica knew every truck stop and rest area for miles. Blowjobs...

Destiny woke up with a burning desire for rough sex. She lay in bed, masturbating and fantasizing about a big, rough man who would pull her hair, pin her down, and have his way with her. In her fantasy, he was tall and strong. He kissed her hard and felt her up, yanked her clothes off, and pushed her down on the bed. She didn’t try to stop him, she wanted it like that, him lying on top of her grunting, pinning her down an...