I grew up in the seventies and eighties, before daycares even existed. Back then, you relied on a relative, neighbor, or someone like my mom. She did it to help out one of her friends whose husband had left her and her kids. Word spread quickly, and before she knew it, she had a full house. During the summer months, she could have as many as thirteen kids in the house, ranging in age from newborns to seven-year-olds. That...

Seymour was deep in thought about his long weekend on the lake. He had to adjust himself a couple of times and hoped nobody saw him. It didn't help that he fantasized about every guy he knew and a few he didn't know. He was deep in another thought when he got a tap on the shoulder. A very feminine voice said, "A penny for your thoughts." Seymour thought, "Yeah, I am thinking about sucking cocks," but said out loud, "Just...

Lucy stood in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom. She checked herself before leaving for work. The black blouse and new grey pencil skirt looked smart, and her tan nylons and black high heels gave a professional finish. She brushed a loose strand of her dirty blonde hair behind her ear. She left the top two buttons of her blouse unbuttoned, a small nod to her own sense of style and her refusal to surrender to...

One month. Thirty days later, and I do not recognise myself. I sit at their table, the same polished oak as before. Anaïs emptied Jules with her mouth here, and he made his confession. I am no longer in the shadows, but pangs of nervousness still haunt me. The stem of a glass of Chablis rests between my fingers. Light and shadows dance over my naked arms. It flickers over my exposed décolletage. Candlelight softens the ed...

The morning drags on like pure torture. We are only sharing one class today: gym. And it’s right before lunch. Every minute feels endless. My mind keeps replaying Marie-Rose’s breathy moans from last night, the way her soaked panties clung to her pussy, and that wicked little giggle before she hung up. By the time gym class finally arrives, I’m already half-hard. After making my way into the men’s change room, I head righ...

It starts off like any other day. My Grade 11 class and I pile into the hot and stuffy classroom, carrying with us our morning cups of coffee. We are all cranky and wish we were somewhere else. After we each take our seats, I glance outside and groan. It’s warm and sunny today. I would much rather be outside enjoying the beautiful weather. But soon, our teacher enters the room. And right away we realize that something dif...

My ass was rather sore from the anal training bench that Bree had me use. I only made it halfway, but Bree seemed satisfied. Her tight hug and stroking me as the third dildo was completely in my ass made the pain not so bad. Her “Pain before Pleasure” statement that she kept telling me certainly seemed so true. But now, she was leading me back up the stairs with a promise of a surprise. I had to wonder, was it going to be...

Sunday morning. I woke beside Maggie in her bed, in her little house, and let my eyes wander over the peeling wallpaper and cracked plaster. Then I rolled towards her, fitting myself against the curve of her back. My hand rested on her thigh, soaking in her warmth, and my face was buried in her hair, soft and faintly scented. We might have stayed like that forever, but without any warning, I sneezed. She jolted awake, bli...

“God, I need to get laid.” Mathilde almost chokes on her drink, and her eyes water. I grin. “Jesus Christ, Elodie.” “Well. I do.” Her phone rattles on the table, and she peers at it. “Fuck… I have to take this.” Around us, patrons soak up the sunshine, and their chatter blends with the bar staff's industry. I sit among them, trying to contain these unleashed carnal forces. They crawl and slither through me, hot and insist...

After Sergei left, I felt sad. Those last memories from the night — his touches, my own uncontrollable moaning, and that sorrowful goodbye — haunted me for days. I was confused and felt a little guilty. I decided it was time to put an end to all the complications. I focused completely on my work with the difficult-to-manage boys’ class, organized extra lessons, and poured all my energy into teaching. And strangely enough,...