It’s that time of year again, When we wait for ole Kris Kringle To fill our Christmas stockings, And make our pussies tingle. He’s got a giant package, And a really full sac And if I’m not mistaken, Not just on his back. He says that I’ve been naughty, And deserve a lump of coal. But he’ll leave me a present, If he can hammer every hole. I sit on Santa’s lap, And tell him what I need, To stuff me with his candy cane And f...

It had been too long, truly, since I had seen him. I had gone too long without hearing an order or feeling his hand. And his belt. So I had strayed, but like any good pet, I had returned home. He didn't know I was coming. Perhaps I should have mentioned it to him. Oh well. I didn't see a car in the driveway as I climbed out of my Uber, but I knew there was always a chance he had someone over. It was a two-car garage, but...

The buzz of Lexi’s text wakes me up. I tend to only half sleep when she’s still out and I was prepared to pick her and her friend Josie up tonight if I had to. Yet my head hits the pillow and I doze off when I read that Josie found them a ride. When I next wake up Lexi is still not in bed next to me. I rub my eyes and check my phone's clock. I see unread texts from Lexi. I’m feeling naughty, like I want to be bad, if you’...

It's Friday night and I'm in the shower. Rather, I'm standing in a bath that has a showerhead attached to one wall. This isn't the nicest apartment, but it is the first time I've shared one with a live-in girlfriend so I'm happy nonetheless. Hannah and I are both starting our Master's degree and we've been able to swing partnered accommodation with the university even though we're not married nor have any plans of marryin...

Kevin gasps seeing the new tenant in the high-rise lobby. She is a drop-dead, gorgeous twenty-something. Standing at the exclusive residential elevator, she glances seductively at Kevin. He approaches, helplessly ogling Her. “Hell-ooh, I’m Ms. Steele,” this towering beauty purrs. “Kevin James,” he responds. Her hand rests on the door jamb and She bends a knee upward. Shimmering black metallic leggings and stunning white t...

Sitting at my kitchen table, I was staring at a stack of envelopes; some marked "PAST DUE," others marked "FINAL NOTICE," all in bright red. I knew I was in financial trouble and had no idea how I'd find my way out. "Fucking Pandemic," I thought. Tears began to flow from my eyes as I gathered the bills and placed them with last month's version of the same bad news. My name is Penelope Barnes. I was born in Harrow, UK, a s...

The sun cast a peculiar hue of gold on the honeycomb of coffee cups arranged artfully on the counter as if to signal the approach of twilight. The air was thick with anticipation, like the delicate tendrils of espresso steam wafting upwards from the coffee machine. Today, Maeve felt different; the soft whisper of her heart echoed in the warm caress of her cheeks, causing a blush to rise and tinge her rosy lips with subtle...

I’d spent an hour or more in the gym, my attention on this young maybe 19 year old slim Adonis, my eyes roaming over his skin tight leggings, admiring the deep curve of his ass, and the visible outline of his cock. After he caught me looking a few times in the wall to wall mirrors, I realised he was flirting with me. The way he stood and bent while he worked the weights, his leggings strained over his buttocks, his legs a...

What are the things most desired and fought for by more than just some? What aspires the thoughts and feelings that bind all hope and expectation in harmony? Like all men I yearn, waiting and anticipating the rare, most precious moment to come, When she will fly out in all her vibrant glory, playing the most sensuous melody. From time to star, captured - then released, we all seek to become. Their sometimes tawdry sight h...