The Wolf ‘Saturday, 11:00 PM. The Bench.’ There was no way I could make it. It was ridiculous to even consider it. I stared at the thumb drive in my palm knowing full well I could never go. After all, it was my fifth anniversary. I already had plans with my fiancée. There’s no way I could sneak away to cheat on Red. It was wrong on every level. That’s exactly what I was telling myself as I double-checked my headphones and...

The Characters. Simon. Simon was a man in his mid-40's, intelligent, well-off and cultured, now living in his own apartment in Washington. He had become something of a workaholic- almost a recluse- since his wife died a year ago in a car accident, which had shocked him to the core. She had been alone in the car, and he had only learned of her death when the police contacted him at their apartment- now his. They had been m...

Becca decided to throw caution to the wind. With only two weeks left in school, social consequences were no longer obstacles. She didn't want to start college without having been kissed, so she decided to make it happen. If you saw a picture of Becca, you would be surprised she wasn't popular with the boys. She was a cute eighteen-year-old half-Japanese/half-white girl with a nice figure. Her dark hair and light eyes gave...

This part is true. I have been fantasising about a cuckold lifestyle for half our married life, something my wife is totally unaware of. She knows I am into looking at porn on the internet 'occasionally' and I have also bought some films for us to watch but she has never shown any real interest even in ones with women taking and enjoying big cocks and so I had never pressed forward with showing her cuckold content. The fa...

As I stood in front of the mirror, my heart raced with a mix of excitement and anticipation. Tonight was pivotal, a night I had been secretly craving since Mark had opened up about his fantasies. He wanted me to embrace my wild side, and the thought of it sent a shiver down my spine. I rummaged through my closet and finally settled on a sleek black dress that hugged my curves like a lover’s touch. The fabric clung to my b...

There’s something irresistibly freeing about slipping away on your own every now and then, isn’t there? For me, it’s a short trip to a sixteenth-century pub nestled in the countryside, just a stone’s throw from home. Picture it: dark wooden beams, the smell of roasted meat and ale in the air, and in winter, a roaring fire waiting like an old friend. This pub has a charm that feels like stepping into another time—a place w...

In May 1892, a delegation of over 200 Romanians traveled to Vienna, seeking redress from their systemic oppression by the ruling Hungarians. The emperor refused to grant them an audience, and their written memorandum was later returned to them unopened and unread. Two months later, the Stănescu family left their village of Sândominic, never to return. ❧ “Uite, Ana.” Look. They had passed out of the mountains and were cros...

Eric gets up to refresh Tori's and my drinks at their tropical-themed get-together. “Mas Piñas Coladas?” “Did he just say, ‘penis coladas?’" giggles Tori, Eric’s devoted (and hot) wife, throwing me a wink. "Call them what you will," replies Eric breezily as he pours. On this warm summer day, I can't get enough of this milky beverage that he has made with freshly squeezed pineapple juice and some quality dark rum. As for t...