“Loosen up, girl!” Lynn sighed, unfolding…then refolding her arms. It was Saturday night, and she was sitting in a booth of a crowded club, drinks pouring and bass pounding. She was wearing (against her will) a black halter dress with basically no back and no skirt, her left arm showing off her almost-finished tattoo sleeve and her right leg showing off the outline of another sleeve. The only compromise she was able to ma...

The rain started pouring. The visibility had reduced even more thanks to the thick fog. The police car stopped next to ours, and they came out to pee. After a while, they looked very closely and found out that our car was standing at a place it was not supposed to. They came close and tried to see what was going on inside. Having sex in the open is not appreciated. We knew that, and hence we made sure we didn’t make any n...

My name is Ria and I am a twenty-four-year-old Indian Girl. I work out a lot to maintain my perfect hourglass figure. About a month ago when I was waiting for one of my friends on quite a busy road in Mumbai. It was almost ten at night and I was wearing a one-piece frost coloured slip dress which ended at my mid-thighs. After about fifteen minutes, a beautiful Black Kia Carnival with tinted windows pulled over in Infront...

Kat left work half an hour early. It was a Friday after all... and in any case, her boss hadn't been in all day meaning she'd had to teach his undergraduate tutorial class. The poor life of a 30-something university researcher. There was another reason she was leaving early. She almost broke out in to a run as she was approaching her car. She wanted to be out of there as quickly as possible and she didn't want to be seen...

When I was twenty, I took my first solo trip. I was flying out to New York from Miami for spring break. Don’t get me wrong: Miami is beautiful and everything, but I could give a shit about the heat. I missed the cold and the friends I grew up with.  I finally arrived at the airport, getting there an hour early for my redeye flight. Looking around, I saw a group of attractive people around my age at the gate. I guessed the...

It was a dark and stormy night. Judy sat at the window, naked and alone, wishing someone would call or text, or that a meteorite would strike her neighbours house… anything to break the monotony. She had just decided to have another cup of tea and watch some porn, when there was a mysterious knock on the door. Instinctively reaching for the thin robe she had discarded by her chair, Judy paused, 'Was that a knock,' she won...

The bass was pulsating. My head was pounding. Strobe lights were making me blink. But the bulge of the stranger’s erection pressed against my bouncing buttocks was sooo good! My brother, protector, was out smoking. My girlfriends off by the bar. My cuck boyfriend was in the washroom. The stranger’s face was in my hair. His lips were on my ear. Naughty hands were on my hips, my back, my navel, my titties, yikes! His finger...

My phone pinged. I got a text. I picked it up to see a photo of me with a dick in my mouth and cum oozing out the corner of my lips. It was Frank's way of letting me know he was on his way. Again. I had half an hour to shower, shave, put on my cock-cage, and kneel in wait at the center of my living room. I hated it when he did that. There was no telling who else might see that cursed image. I had put a lock on my phone to...

Mark was outside on the patio having coffee when his brother, Tony, came outside. “Did you sleep well?” Mark asked. “Like a baby,” Tony laughed. “Of course, it might be because you’re looking at a seventy-two-year-old man who came three times last night.” Mark grinned, “In three different holes, if I’m not mistaken.” “Jesus, Mark, I’ve never experienced anything like that in my life. You know I had a great marriage and El...

He always said hello when he came into the coffee shop. His order was always a large double shot latte and a pastry. He was very polite and always smiled with his pleases and thank yous. I noticed he had lovely pale blue eyes behind his glasses. We always chatted and I got the impression he was flirting with me a little. His cheeky grin gave it away. If he was in having coffee and I was tidying tables, I always stopped an...

The coffee shop glowed, front window framed by a string of amber lights. It reflected on the shimmering pavement, the already over-green town draped in its usual overcast cloak. I sat alone, nestled against a rain-flecked window, a faded copy of Being And Nothingness resting beside my equally patient, steaming cup. Beneath the table, my fingertips played along my thigh. The white noise of boiling tea kettles and trickling...