You surely know this guilty feeling when you have to wake up early the next morning but still scrolling through your endless Instagram feed, watching YouTube videos or Twitch streams at 2am at night. It had that exact feeling, even though I was also enjoying the content. I was watching ‘@benguin’ design some game cards. A goofy name, a portmanteau of Ben and penguin. Ben is also kind of a weird person, but I really like w...

“Woah, what the fuck, dude?” Rachel stood in the doorway to her room, towel-drying her hair and unable to believe what she saw. Her roommate’s boyfriend was reclining on her bed, pants around his ankles, rubbing his cock. “Uh, do you mind?” Norm responded shamelessly, without stopping. “I’m mid-stroke, here.” “Do I mind?” She sputtered, genuinely at a loss for words. “Are those my fucking underwear?” “Yeah,” he moaned, ho...

Claire had always been a bit of an enigma to those around her. She carried herself with a quiet confidence, and her words often had a way of cutting through the air with a sharpness that belied her sweet tone. This was especially true with Jacob, a friend she often found herself bemused by. Today, sitting in a cozy corner of the café, Claire had a peculiar idea in mind. The café was bustling, but Claire and Jacob had foun...

She was sitting on his chest, her long hair falling like curtains around their faces. She leaned in, pressing her lips to his in a soft, slow kiss. "Are you sure you want to do this, love?" Her voice was a gentle whisper, as soothing as a lullaby. "Remember, once I sit down, you can't change your mind." He nodded, a silent confirmation of his consent. A tender smile bloomed on her face, her eyes sparkling with affection....

In response to my squirming, Claire lifted herself slightly, hovering just above my face. Her voice was firm but gentle as she spoke, "Look, I want you to stay still. I want to enjoy my evening. Just calm down. It can't be that bad." Her words hit me with a mixture of embarrassment and realization. I had been moving too much, disrupting her comfort. I had to remember that this was a shared experience, not just about my en...

It was now almost midnight and Natalie, Jake and Emma had been locked together in the facesitting shorts for almost two hours. Two hours of skin on skin contact, as they formed a ring with each person locked to their neighbour’s butt. Two hours of dosing off with doting kisses, only to awake with aroused eyes to find themselves still snuggled inskin-on-skinto the same butt cheeks. The curvy woman had made coffee and only...

Monday morning, and Miss Fallon arrived for work with the same sexual fantasies that had driven her to distraction at the Facesitting Bar the night before. Beneath her respectable, knee-length tan skirt was the same flirty blue lingerie that she had worn at the bar. The blue silk was still infused with a mix of her arousal and Jake’s saliva and still stretched steamily around a love-stuck body that was desperate for more...

The knock on the door sounded like more than just a polite request to be invited under the tenant’s roof. Darius stood up from his kneeling cushion and laggardly schlepped himself to the door. In his half-hypnotized state, he moved as if he didn’t have enough muscles to stabilize his spine—or, rather, had more joints between hips and ankles than his mind was able to coordinate simultaneously. This was mostly due to the wo...