“So I get one wish, and it only lasts twenty-four hours?” I was having trouble wrapping my head around this. “That is correct.” “If I wish to win the lottery?” “You will be wealthy for only one day. It will be twenty-four hours just for you, but real time will be one second. You will return to the exact spot you started at almost instantaneously.” “If I die or get killed or hurt…” “You will return in the same condition yo...

My dream was so vivid -  I felt her hot breath radiate to my inner thighs whilst she took large licks on my swollen pussy lips and swirling her tongue inside of me. My moans were slowly bringing me to consciousness, slowly letting me feel her truly on my flesh making love to it. I peered down into the darkness and could barely make out the shape-shifting sheet below me and my lack of sight only magnified the exhilaration...

Being gay, I, naturally, frequented all the usual gay hangouts. The one exception to this habit was that I often popped into a straight bar near my home for a drink. I had no delusions about the clientele, and although being there was as fruitful as a desert to a duck, the place seemed to attract the most amazing looking straight guys. As you might imagine, apart from practically drooling on my shirt, the ultimate consequ...

Doug and Emily lolled naked on her futon during the half time of the football game, resting from their sexual exertions the night before, that morning, and earlier in the afternoon. His cell phone rang. “Hi, dear,” he said. A pause. “Yeah, I’m free. I’ll be right over.” He hung up the phone. “Sorry, I have to go," Doug said to Emily. "My girlfriend is back in town.” With that he got up, put on his pants, leaned over, kiss...

The conversation secretly emboldened Beth. Did her dad really have those thoughts about her? She knew, almost in the abstract sense, that her father was a man, after all, with needs and desires. Could he possibly desire HER?  The girls would never lie, especially in The Circle, and they all agreed that her dad did find her desirable. Still, she was reluctant. She could not convince herself that her dad could possibly feel...

There is a Mexican woman I work with daily. She's fifty-something with a bit of a belly hanging over her belt, but she's got a great set of tits, a face that is ok, a nice ass and a pretty good set of legs. She has that look of having been rode hard and put up wet more than a few times, but that only adds to her attractiveness. I know, most guys go for the young, tight, and perky girls, and I usually do, too. But there is...

“Come on, Sugar Daddy,” she teased. “If you plan on fucking me like this all week, I’m going to need some new things to wear. And you better plan to keep fucking me like this.” I laughed, stumbling a bit as I pulled up my shorts, then I pulled on a polo short and grabbed my wallet. Clasping her hand, I led us back out to the pool area along the walk to the lobby and hotel store. “Try to control yourself in the store, you...

“What are you doing, Toby?” I asked. “Just looking at porn,” he said. “Nothing special.” I walked up behind him to see. He was on my laptop, looking at the monitor I had attached. I saw a man fucking a woman, which was, like my son said, nothing special. It had been about eight months since we’d first had sex, and I guessed it had been close to a month since we’d last had sex. It had definitely tapered off or maybe droppe...

“You really want to break in this new bikini?” My fingers moved between her legs. “What do you have in mind, baby?” “I want to fuck you in it,” I blurted out. As we kissed again, I rubbed her pussy lips through her bottoms. She opened her legs wider at my touch, then with a quick turn, she was in my lap, straddling my cock. As our tongues seemingly melted together, Mallory rocked her bottoms over my cock, writhing up and...

Jerome turned the corner into their subdivision; the windshield wipers were barely keeping up with the downpour that had started right as they left the cocktail party. He pulled into the spacious three-car garage, parking his Jag next to Joan’s BMW convertible. The Jeep belonging to their nanny, Amber, was at the far end. “Well, that was a nice evening. Too much university bullshit, but I think I made some progress on the...