"The decision is final, Sarah!" I said firmly to my daughter, who stormed out of the room, pouting. She had been pleading me to allow her to go on a trip around Europe (at my expense) with some friends, one of whom I really didn't approve of. The conversa...
Jane sat in the waiting room, feeling apprehensive. She'd never tried anything like this before. Seeking sexual advice felt slightly out of her comfort zone. The price was a bit steep but she had heard they guaranteed good results. Five minutes passed (wh...
My name is Jessica Mitchell. Ten years ago, I found myself in a sexual situation with a woman twice my age and a brute of a man. Instead of hating it, I found it strangely exciting and, in the years following, found myself frequently masturbating to the t...
Velvet's hand hoveredover the dial button on her telephone. She hesitated, unsure of the consequences in dialling the number she had just keyed in. The man she had taken the number from yesterday, after work at the bar, was at the forefront of her thought...
I sat in the back of the car, holding Jessica's hand. The driver, Lucio, hummed along to the song on the radio - it was business as usual for him. For us, it was to be an evening that we would never forget. Only fifteen minutes ago, I had been at home, ha...
Andy entered his local coffee shop. He was on his lunch break and liked to spend his hour using the free WiFi to browse the web on his tablet, catching up with emails and so forth. On this particular day, the coffee shop was jam-packed and, as he looked a...
She Caught Me Looking, Part IIIt had been about a year since Dave had been caught masturbating, to pictures of his beautiful former female boss, Natasha. Although she had threatened to prolong his punishment, she had been bluffing, probably just to make h...
My daughter, Sarah, nineteen, had just returned from a holiday with some girlfriends. One of whom, Laura, I had offered to take home. As we drove back home from the airport we approached some roadworks on the motorway. The sign said two miles to go before...
Dave sat at his terminal. It was another standard day in the office, programming a software tool for a faceless end user he'd never meet. Oh the joy.His office was a dull place. Grey in color, populated by geeky males who were all buried in their respecti...
I lay in bed late one night, at my best friend's house, watching the television in their spare bedroom. Mike and I had been close friends since childhood and having seen his daughter, Sam, grow up over time, was quite close to her, too.I had traveled ther...
My wife, Lucy and I were on holiday and had become friendly with another couple, Helen and Pete, who were slightly younger than us but were both very much on our wavelength. It happened one night, that we were back at their rented villa, enjoying a few dr...
