Thick fog rolled off the Thames, darkened by coal dust, as it poured through London’s cobbled streets on the autumn eve of 1879. Street lanterns flickered, doing their best to hold off the dampening blanket of heavy moisture. I watched as my master, Thomas Ashcombe, pulled the crimson velvet drapes closed over the large front windows, marking the beginning of another evening in the solitary sanctuary of his sitting room....

“Perfect,” I said, looking at myself in the mirror as I ran my hands down the front of my tight-fitting denim dress, with the full-length zipper lowered to just below my large, firm, ample tits. The dress barely covered my perfect ass, accentuated by my high heels, raising me up three inches from my five-foot-seven height. My long, light brown hair cascaded over my shoulders. I finished by painting my lips bright red. “Fu...

Breann’s face shone with a giddy excitement as she stepped from her gate into the JFK airport terminal. The hem of her white, tight-fitting, low-cut floral dress swirled around her knees as she pulled her carry-on bag behind her. Her light brown hair danced on the spaghetti straps of her dress and tanned shoulders. Her dark eyes and sultry smile lit up when she saw me standing there, as promised. She threw her arms around...

It was one of those days. One of those very long days. It droned on endlessly in my cubicle at work, every hour more stressful than the one before. I was an invisible cog in my company’s wheel, although one that everyone seemed to depend on. I needed an escape. The work day finally finished. I decided to enjoy a well-deserved subtle escape on the subway ride home. I ducked into the bathroom near my cubicle, pulled down my...

Waiting for you in the darkness, I hear the familiar sound of clanking metal against leather. I know you are coming in to restrain my wrists and ankles. Excitement radiates through my veins, making my heart beat faster. I hear your footsteps grow nearer. When you enter the room, you flip on a dim light. I step forward to get close to you before getting on my knees. Looking up at you, I wait for my tasks. Rubbing my face,...

“Why haven’t you ever hit on me?” Her words caught me completely off guard. Chloé and I were both juniors at the university. We met in high school, and our families were close friends. We’ve always been more like cousins, but never kissing cousins. Chloé is a gorgeous blonde. She’s very social and outgoing. She’s the girl every other girl wants to be friends with and every guy wants to fuck. She has her pick of both. My f...

Mr. and Mrs. Johnson were regular patients. They came in for their teeth cleaning appointments every six months like clockwork. They called it their dental date. In their mid-sixties, they were both fit and looked five to ten years younger than their age. Mr. Johnson was sweet and always a gentleman, even when I often caught him ogling me because of his obvious attraction. Mrs. Johnson and I giggled through her appointmen...

There’s no good day to go to the laundromat, but if there was one, this drab, cloudy Tuesday afternoon was it. I hoped it wouldn't be as busy on a weekday. My morning classes were finished at the university. As I walked in, the air smelled faintly of fabric softeners, and the hum of the machines blended with the soft rustling of laundry tumbling in the dryers. An older lady stood watch as the final countdown on the dryers...

My husband and I lived in our small college town. After we graduated, we decided to stay, as we liked the location and scenery. It held so many beautiful memories for us. We met here, dated, and eventually married. My best friend back home had invited us over for a party. She and her husband lived on a large farm, that always had the biggest bonfires and all the beer you could drink. I couldn’t wait to catch up with my fr...

“You guys need anything?” my wife Maddie asked as she reached for the Caribbean condo door, on her way to go shopping. She looked sexy as hell, only wearing a tiny bikini with a short, colorful wrap around her waist to cover her nearly naked perfect ass. The strings of her top strained to hold her ample tanned breasts, leaving little to the imagination. She loved nothing more than dressing in ways that drove me wild, espe...

I felt nervous—terrified, actually—yet also incredibly aroused. My heart thundered in my chest. Was it confirmation that I was doing the right thing? It was an unthinkable, enormous step beyond the comfort zones of my carefully calculated life. I had meticulously planned for this moment yet wondered if I could let it happen. Then I did. My husband looked at me in stunned surprise, caught completely off guard by the gift....

I was more aroused than I had been in years. God, I wanted to be fucked. Trails of wetness traversed the inside of my thighs. I couldn’t control it, especially without panties under my short summer dress. My nipples throbbed with arousal, begging for attention. I was on fire. Who was that man who stopped me on my walk in the middle of Central Park? How did he read me so well? Was it that obvious that I’m such a needy slut...

My blue eyes blinked awake as the morning sun streamed through the window. I smiled somehow already knowing it was going to be a good day. My sheets were wrapped around my tall, five-foot-ten slender naked body. My pussy tingled and was drenched. What had I been dreaming? My mind immediately wandered, imagining the possibilities for this beautiful Oktoberfest Saturday. My long fingers naturally homed their way to the fami...

“Hi. My name is Ashley,” I said with a ring of bouncy enthusiasm. “Where do I sign up?” “I’m Trix. Aren’t you a pretty blonde thing?” the slender brunette in her mid-thirties said, leaning against a motorcycle outside the suburban Phoenix bar. She took a drag on her joint and looked up with her squinted dark brown eyes, offering a smile. Her worn Harley tank top was tied in front, revealing her bare abs above her short cu...