As Lisa drifted to sleep, she was still thinking about the new Camaro sitting in the driveway, her sixteenth birthday present. Although her birthday wasn’t until tomorrow, her parents had let her see it tonight. Friday morning came, and Lisa woke early, as usual, for school. She was excited; it was her “Sweet Sixteen” birthday. Having done everything in class, her mom, Tami, was taking her to the DMV first thing this morn...

The car came to a stop in front of the strip club, and I could barely contain the pulse of need between my legs. It had been over a month since I’d last been allowed to cum—thirty days of edging, of being teased to the brink of madness, only to be denied at the last second, over and over. Every night, the throbbing ache in my pussy grew worse, the constant slickness between my thighs a humiliating reminder of how desperat...

'Text me with your thoughts.' When Paul saw this written on the front of her tee shirt, it brought the first real smile to his face of the day. Seeing a mobile number displayed on the back of it was his kind of humour, too. 'You just made my day,' Paul typed, having no qualms about sending his thanks for cheering him up in a message to the number given. Paul got off the bench he had been sitting on but paused when distrac...

Myra stood looking down at the body. The blonde girl was sprawled naked on the bed. It could have been erotic if it wasn’t for the glassy, empty look in her eyes. Myra guessed that she was young, in her late-twenties at most. She saw the clothes folded on the chair. They were office gear rather than party wear or escort clothes. She looked for a handbag or mobile but couldn’t see either anywhere in the room. “What a waste...

Where to begin? I should start by telling you my name, Samantha, but everyone calls me Sam. I have been married to my loving husband, Oscar, for ten years. We go through ups and downs like most couples, but we are like two peas in a pod most of the time. We started having poker nights three years ago. It is a mixture of different friends and coworkers. We do this once a month and sometimes have as many as twelve people. O...

I didn’t see Cindy again until Monday at school. She was friendly but never mentioned our date. I became convinced that I was just another check mark on the list of boys she had teased. I couldn’t complain. I had felt the naked tits of the hottest girl in school and sucked her nipples. That memory alone would provide hours and hours of masturbation fantasies. On Thursday, Cindy stopped me in the hallway and asked if I cou...

The weekend was torture for them both, unable to communicate without the risk of discovery. Each thought of trying a text but not knowing how much attention a spouse paid to the dings and dongs of each other’s phones, they didn’t risk it. Alicia finally got smart and set a different alarm tone for Nathan’s texts and would instruct him to do the same when they inevitably talked on Monday. Meeting in the same parking lot as...

The day I spent at Upton House was the highlight of my vacation so far. When we returned to Stratford, I invited Michael to dinner, and we had an enjoyable evening together. Later, he came to my room. We lay on the bed, cuddled up together, kissing and stroking one another. He asked me to cancel the rest of my vacation and spend it with him. I thought about whether I could but felt I might never have another opportunity t...