Whatever greeting I expected from Aurelia when she opened the door, it wasn’t the tight hug and giddy kiss she planted on my lips. “Uh... hi,” I said, off-balance. Aurelia rolled her eyes, pulling back with a light chuckle. “Screw you. I’m allowed to be happy to see you. It’s been forever.” “It’s been two weeks,” I muttered, before shooting a feverish glance over her shoulder at the empty living room. “Finn’s not here?” T...

As summer approached, things were changing for Bobby. More busy than ever, he ran himself ragged trying to finish school, apply for even more scholarships, and get ready for graduation, all while keeping his growing business going. There was little doubt he’d be accepted into the local state university, but the letter of acceptance confirmed another hurdle had been jumped. He was still getting referrals for new customers,...

It wasn’t even a real office, just a cheap IKEA desk wedged into the corner of the so-called master bedroom in a cramped apartment I never planned to stay in long. It never felt like home, and wasn’t supposed to. It was a stopover, a holding cell, the kind of temporary arrangement that felt beneath a fifty-year-old man coming off twenty-five years of marriage. No fights. No cheating. Nothing thrown or broken. Just a slow,...

The hotel bar in downtown Chicago was softly lit, where conversations mixed with the sound of jazz piano. Cary sat alone on a leather stool near the end of the bar, her martini glass reflecting the light above. The midweek conference had been dull; name tags and bad coffee. There was no spark, no excitement. No one worth seducing. She wore a low-cut, red mini-skirt that clung to her curves and revealed her dancer’s legs c...

Leo lounges in his dorm room, the morning sun filtering through the thin curtains like a lazy haze. He spins idly in his desk chair; the wheels squeaking softly against the worn linoleum floor. It is one of those quiet days on campus—no classes until mid-afternoon, no pressing assignments screaming for attention. The silence feels heavy, almost oppressive. He glances around the cramped space: posters of indie bands peelin...

I first noticed something different a couple of months before I learned how life was changing between Kelly and me. Kelly wanted more aggressive and rougher sex, and I tried to accommodate her. That lasted until she sat me down and said that our sex life had to change. It was Wednesday when she told me, and my life changed. “Dave, you’ve tried, but it’s just not working for me, at least. I need more and harder sex. And yo...

Jeff got up during the night and went to the bathroom. When he got back in bed, he put his arm around Valerie, and her T-shirt was gone. He “woke” Valerie up. “Honey, someone has stolen your T-shirt. And that is your favorite T-shirt.” “I know, baby, and it frightened me so much. Hold me, I’m scared.” Valerie snuggled up to Jeff and rubbed her breasts against him. His arm was around her neck, but he could reach down and r...

James Johnson was in most ways a typical, suburban, sixteen-year-old. His grades in school ensured he was on the honor roll. He was blessed with good friends. He was a decent athlete and played junior varsity baseball and basketball even though he was experiencing a growing spurt and was self-conscious about being clumsy. "You're just getting used to a bigger body, Honey! You'll grow into those shoes soon enough," his mot...

Something had shifted in Becca since she watched me fuck her mom. She has become more dominant and commanding. Which is not something you normally find in an 18-year-old young woman. I found it amusing and intriguing all at the same time. She would still just drop by at all hours of the day or night for me to fuck her hot, tight, wet teen pussy. Each drop-in would end with her telling me that I am going to fuck her and he...

A crisp, chilled morning, Yrsa stirred under the thick fur covers of her bed, reluctant to leave the warmth. She willed herself out from beneath them, and for a moment, she admired her youthful naked form before slipping on a thick wool tunic. "Yrsa!" her mother's voice called out sharply, "You'll be late for breakfast. Your father won't wait." Astrid stood in the doorway, hands on hips, her own blonde braids framing a fa...

After I closed out our night last night by fucking Janice as Mandy watched and fingered herself, we fell asleep, naked and exhausted. As morning came, I was still half asleep, but felt a delightful wet tongue running up and down my hardening cock. When you spend your time naked around two 17-year-old girls, your cock doesn't have a lot of opportunity to rest soft and flaccid. Next thing I knew, a lovely pink nipple was pr...