Jack begins to stir as the early morning light starts to come through the window. He thinks to himself, ‘I really must get a blackout blind for that window.’ As he snuggles up to his wife, Anna, in the same position as every morning, he wonders how they manage to do it. No matter what position they’re in when they go to sleep, they always wake up lying on their left sides with his left arm under her neck, and his right ar...

I remember the night of my epiphany, feeling much like Columbus when he discovered Ohio. I'm  Chlamydia Burns, a southern gal from Chatanooga working as an Olive Garden server, befitting my Vanderbilt education. But enough about me. I'm thirty-six, single,  auburn hair, hippy, (sounds so much better than big-assed) buxom (which doesn't sound better than 'big tits'). I was tossing and turning at 1:42 AM. Restless. Needy. I...

“Captain Wan, when was the last time you masturbated?”  Captain Selena Wan paused, hands frozen above the palmtop computer she was holding. The voice was not obviously male nor female, old nor young. Clearly synthetic, but with a timbre and pitch carefully calibrated to be pleasant and soothing to the human ear. Although its volume was gentle, it filled the room completely. There were no speakers, micro-adjustments of art...

Her first meeting of the day and every day is with her boss Ulani. Tall and commanding, with cold eyes, Ulani succeeds at everything. She has the largest office of an executive at her level because she said she wanted it.  "Come the fuck in, then," she beckons, placing her hand on Aria's back. She's completely clean—a fitness freak—but has all the cocaine energy of the 80s. A swarm of tasks, updates, and other such morsel...

Our sex life was on fire after the evening with Brad. We would talk about the "incident" with regularity at night. We were now having sex every night during the week and 2-3 times a night during the weekend. This pace hadn’t stopped since, and it was worth the mixed emotions. We had taken time to decompress after the exhibitionism. We figured it would be smart to make sure we wouldn’t take things too far, or to be uncomfo...

Look, I was young, just another horny teenage boy looking for sex. My friends all bragged about screwing girls in our high school. I was a fish out of water, a bird without wings. I was a virgin. Before my senior year, that had to change. The only girl who had approached me as more than an awkward nerd was Alexis my next-door neighbor. We grew up together, played together from kindergarten until now, late summer heading f...

Tonight is LBCFMD (Little Black Come Fuck Me Dress) night—Lacy made sure to tell Sofia about it before we left—and Sofia is really excited about it. “Daddy, it’ll be a great chance for us to meet other couples.” I have to say, after the day we’ve had, I feel exhausted, but I want to make the effort for Sofia. The question is, what the hell do I wear to an event like that? The girls will obviously be wearing sexy dresses,...

She rises at approximately 7am. With some effort she rights her aching body, peels away her warm night clothes, and drifts towards the shower. The hot water wakes her gently, as images from the past night's dreams begin to reassemble. As the lust percolating in her unconscious begins to pour its way down into her body, she feels swollen in her own hands. Her ass and breasts seem heavy, ripe. Her heart flutters as she step...

***Day One - Part One***   I don't know about you other dads out there, but I’m a sucker when it comes to my daughter (Sofia). She has me wrapped around her little finger. I'm a successful man and have my own business with numerous staff. I hire, fire, and make important decisions on a daily basis, yet, I'm such a soft touch when it comes to my baby girl. She knows exactly how to play me to get what she wants, especially...

Is there ever a more depressing feeling than when you have lost your phone charger. I say lost, but I knew exactly where it was, I could picture it, sitting proudly in the wall socket of the table by the big bay window in the Whitehorse pub. It had been a good night, but we’d all left quickly after the news had filtered through on the student group chat that there was a party on Gypsy Lane. I doubted for one moment that i...