I don’t know what it is about airports that makes me horny. Something about the boredom of the whole scene and being surrounded by strangers creates a perfect storm to make me want to be fucked. On this particular flight, I hadn’t had any kind of real satisfaction in weeks—away visiting family, I couldn’t bring a dildo or hook up with someone off of tinder, and I was starving for some kind of satisfying penetration. I was...

When Belgacem left, I was unable to express the pleasures I had when we were both in the back seat of his big car, making love. He reawakened my dormant thirst for sex. Now that I am in the hotel room with my husband, I will try to persuade him that staying in a hotel room in Tripoli, without Belgacem, will be unbearable. In Libya, males are polygamous. A man is entitled to four wives. Bearing this in mind, he earlier tol...

As I sit in my office, I am wearing my pink sissy uniform, watching the hired gardener dig up the weeds out front. I'm not supposed to expose myself to others, but my sissy rules state that I must be in uniform when nobody else is inside the house. I'm doing work, but all I can really concentrate on is the idea that I should be on my knees sucking cock, or being on all fours being fucked. It's all a bit much, so I head in...

Maybe it was unhealthy, but I took the entire month of January off from the gym. The way my ex-wife handled how the kids and I did the holidays made me both depressed and bitter, and I just couldn't handle being around people. I managed to survive at work, but mostly I just locked myself away at home. By the end of January, I was ready to be critical of my own attitude, and by February first, I was ready to hit the gym ag...

To help pay for my Uni studies, I babysit for a couple who live in the smart part of my town. Jeff is a self-made man, with a successful business. In his late forties, good-looking and with a wicked sense of humour, we always have a laugh and flirt quite a lot. Much to the annoyance of Linda, his wife. Whilst attractive, she is a stuck-up cow, who gives him a hard time. She tolerates me because I perform a service for the...

Jane was going through the dry spell to end all dry spells. It had been two years since she'd had sex and three months since she had last orgasmed. It wasn't that she wasn't horny anymore, it was just she had such a busy life. Getting home after a long day, Jane started planning for her classes tomorrow. At forty-five she was too old to be going out on a Thursday night, but she missed having a fun social life. After two h...

My eyes are fixated on the screen in front of me. I'm looking at lines and numbers trying to make sense of it all. That's what I do to earn a living. I'm a trader. I started when I was sixteen with just 100 bucks, and now five-and-a-half years later, I'm doing pretty decent for myself. It's a Wednesday at the end of June at 2:30 pm and I'm tired. This job is energetically demanding. Today is one of those days where I'm ju...

Rob lived across the street from a married couple, Walt and Nancy. They had moved in shortly after him and were pretty much normal neighbors. The couple was ten years or so younger than Rob, and they didn't really interact much socially other than an occasional chat, neighborhood doings, or some neighborhood problems. Walt worked evenings, and Nancy worked days, so Rob knew Nancy much better than her husband. Very cute, s...