Lucinda woke first in the morning. The men still lay cuddled against her, their hands on her breasts. She lifted them off gently and slid down to the foot of the bed. She got up and looked at where she had lain. A yellow crust of semen had hardened on the sheet. She went into the bathroom, looked for a clean towel, but saw only a used one hanging on a rack on the wall. She smelled it. It was a little musky, but not too b...

Saturday morning, Lucinda woke to sunlight slicing into the bedroom around the slats in the blinds. It looked like rays from a film projector, and for a moment she thought she was dreaming, in a movie being projected onto the bedroom walls. She heard the shower running and looked over to Bob’s side of the bed. He was gone. Good. She didn’t want to see him first thing this morning. She put on gray fleece pants and a white...

Clue number one: Furtive, whispered conversations on his cell phone over the past three weeks, some of them very late at night. Clue number two: A box of six pink French-tickler condoms she’d found buried in his underwear drawer, beneath his novelty boxers, two days ago. Lucinda hadn’t been snooping. She just couldn’t remember if she’d bought Bob Fourth of July boxer shorts before. With Independence Day coming up in a few...

He was nervous, and she liked it.He was so cute.  But of course he was not just cute; he had a hard young body that her husband no longer had… or ever had, really.   Actually, it had been a long while since she knew her husband's body in any detail. The last time they had “sex” was on their anniversary last year, but it was in the dark, and more of a yearly traditional bedtime ritual than a romantic encounter.  Her husban...

A yellow taxi stopped in front of a cheap, little apartment building. A long row of fair-looking houses sat on the opposite side of the street. Each one was closed off by its own wire fence, and all lit by yellow street lights.The taxi door opened, and a petite, young woman stepped out in a violet and blue, patterned sundress. Her brown hair was styled, and it was clear she had spent a good amount of time on her make-up.A...

Matthew unhooked my arms. I exhaled and slumped in exhaustion. He would release my ankles and remove my blindfold next, then we could go home. It was over. I’d passed his test. I badly needed to be fucked.Instead of pulling off my blindfold, Matthew moved away from me. Then I heard the loud, long scraping noise of something being dragged toward me. The cacophony stopped as cold metal bumped rudely against my sore ass. It...

“I have a confession to make,” said Bell.“Isn’t that the point?” asked Cindy.“Well, yeah. But... I got us ‘confessing’ about our first times because I’ve been too chickenshit to tell you all about my fucked up life,” she said. Bell took a deep draught from the flask as if to prove she still needed liquid courage. “I’ve wanted to tell you all for so long, but I’m not sure you’ll see me… No. I know you won’t see me the same...

The pressure was on as the young woman glanced at the people around her, trying to decide who was going to be next. Her choices came down to either one of the three young men who sat in front of her, or her blonde friend who sat next to her. Two of the men who sat before her were brunettes, while the other had short, raven hair. All three of them had athletic builds, although one of the brunettes seemed more muscular than...

The club was packed with the heat of compressed bodies, gyrating, pumping and swaying, the lights seeming to intermittently pick out random body parts for the inspection of those standing on the edges. Watching, assessing, selecting.He was watching as well. Waiting to have revealed to him, like a divinely illuminated revelation, the one who would be his tonight.As the multicoloured beams of light swept over the heaving cr...

“I’m the fucking boss now, Bree. There is no you without me. Delaney needs us both. If he makes it to the league, we will both take care of him. I might let him come home to you sometimes.” Haley Menjivar was unapologetic. Right after she spoke, she reached out and touched my breast, stroking my nipple underneath my t-shirt. No woman had ever touched me before. Not ever. Her hands became hot coals burning through my flesh...