Billy Flynn and the rest of the G-String Gang walked off stage to raucous and thunderous applause. “Wow, what a crowd,” Billy laughed. “You’d take your life in your hands getting too close to some of them. Did you see that hen party?” His friend Damian agreed. “I thought Jamie was a goner when your one reached for him.” The four men sat naked in their dressing room, wiping away the sweat that glistened on their bodies. “T...

She lay on her back with her legs spread. Her back rubbed against the cheap carpet as he slammed his cock into her. He was young and enthusiastic if somewhat inexperienced. Afterwards, her back felt tender and rubbed raw as she got dressed. “Come on, we better get back before class starts.” Having removed her gown, she sat naked in the middle of the art room. “Note the interesting markings on the model’s back,” the tutor...

Eventually, I go downstairs. Clodagh is watching yet another crappy reality show... Married at First Sight Australia or something. I slip onto the sofa beside her, resting my head against her shoulder. “I’m sorry,” I whisper, my finger drawing a pattern on her thigh. She doesn’t say anything for a moment and I worry she’s really pissed off with me before she turns and smiles. She kisses the top of my head and laughs. “You...

She drinks the glasses of water and then stands in the corner. The whispered command. “Don't move from this spot.” The urge builds. She jiggles and dances, hopping from one foot to the other. She's never done this… Ever. She’s never lost control but she really needs to go. Desperate now, the first dribble escapes. The wet patch forms. She stares in panic. Her face blushes red as more flows out, soaking her panties and run...

“Hello, Daddy. Do you have a present for me?” He smiles and hands over the envelope. I open it and see the wad of notes. I run my thumb through them and listen to the rustle of fifty euro notes. “Oh, Daddy, you’re so good to me.” I slip down onto my knees in front of him. “How can I ever repay you?” My Sugar Daddy takes me from behind. He can’t believe his luck as I let him maul and fuck my tight, teen, barely legal body....

It popped up in Emily’s Facebook feed one morning as she scrolled through her phone with one hand whilst eating a slice of toast with the other. Mummies who like to read. Are you a mummy who finds you don’t have as much time as you used to since the kids came along? Come along to our book club and relax with a glass or two as we discuss the books we’d like to read if we had the time. Emily smiled at the accompanying pictu...

We met at the bar one saturday night. We were back at his and ripping each other's clothes off before we knew it. I got on my knees and swallowed his load. He spread my legs and ate me out. Then he rode me six ways til Sunday. By the time we slumped, exhausted, the morning sun was coming through the windows. I pulled my dress back on but the tights were ruined. Fuck it, I thought as I walked barefoot down the road carryin...

I lie with Katie in the middle of the bed, her red hair splayed out on the white cotton sheets. Her pink nipples are hard and her curls are damp and smeared with our combined juices. I gaze into her big green eyes and smile at her. I lean in and brush her mouth with my lips. “Oh, Mammy,” she whimpers. “You’re such a good girl,” I whisper. “Am I, Mammy?” she beams with happiness as we snuggle. My fingers idly stroke her hi...

I wait for Katie to join me; to come downstairs on some pretext or other but she doesn't show. Aoife’s bedroom door is firmly shut when I come upstairs for bed and though I lie awake for hours, I don't hear Katie sneaking out of bed. Sunday morning comes and part of me is relieved and part is disappointed. Clodagh will be home today. Katie needs to go home and this affair will become like a dream and I’ll wonder if it rea...

I come down for breakfast the next morning and find Katie and Aoife already at the breakfast bar, munching their way through the crunchy nut cornflakes. Katie blushes and smiles sheepishly, watching me over the top of the cereal box. Images of last night flood my mind as I lick my lips instinctively, imagining I can still taste her flavour on my tongue. She’s wearing the same pair of too-tight pyjamas, the ones I had stri...

My wife, Clodagh is away for the weekend so it’s just supposed to be me and Aoife, my sixteen-year-old daughter sharing pizza and popcorn and watching something silly on Netflix. “Hi Mammy, is it ok if Katie comes over tonight?” I look up from my phone, distracted. Work is hell just now and I’ve seven different things on my mind. “Yeah, sure,” I reply, not really paying attention. Not that it matters, Katie has been in an...

Sophie was busy finishing an end-of-term report when there was a timid knock at the door. She cursed under her breath. Being the Headmistress meant you never got any time to get anything done. “Enter,” she barked. When she saw it was Evelyn Harrington-Brown poking her head around the door she immediately smiled. “Evelyn, come in. How can I help you?” Sophie's mind went back to the thrashing she'd given Evelyn's mother, Ca...

Fiona loved dancing. It wasn’t her passion; it was her life. She spent every waking moment listening to music and choreographing the accompanying routines in her head. As she put the slice of bread in the toaster and made a cup of tea, she danced around the kitchen. “Watch out, Fi, darling. This ain’t the London Palladium" “Sorry, Mum,” Fiona replied, taking out one earbud to hear what she said. Once she realised it was y...

Carmel lay across the top of the piano like she was Michelle Pfeiffer in The Fabulous Baker Boys. He smiled and raised an eyebrow but didn’t miss a note. She sat up and swung her legs around until one foot was planted on either end of the keyboard. With her dress up around her hips, her puffy labia were visible through the soaked thong. He kept playing but leant forward and dragged his tongue over the saturated panties. S...

“I’ll see you, and raise you two hundred.” George groaned. He couldn’t cover the bet. He looked at the cards, then at his girlfriend, and gave her puppy-dog eyes. She sighed. “You’d better win.” Dave smiled to himself. He’d been angling for this all night. He grinned at them both and slowly laid his cards down. A Royal Flush. “I’m sorry, babe,” George shrugged. He watched as she dropped to her knees and took Dave into her...