Monday was a gloomy, rainy day. But Bo greeted me at his front door like the happiest guy in the world. “Oh! My God!” he practically screamed. “Friday was amazing!” He wrapped his arms around me and hugged tightly, pinning my arms together. We hadn’t talked all weekend. So, he had a lot to unpack about our eventful Friday. “Where the hell did that come from?!” His eyes were wide, unblinking. I had let him dry hump my nake...

It was the night my wife found out my most guarded secret. The music thudded in my chest, a heavy bass-note heartbeat, as we navigated through the party. Lisa had always been the social butterfly of our marriage, and she thrived in these situations – her laughter like sparkling wine, intoxicating and inviting. I, on the other hand, was more reserved, preferring intimate gatherings to the raucous parties she enjoyed. "Paul...

Dana dimmed the lights and turned on her fan so it wasn’t too quiet. She removed her underwear, keeping on her long nightshirt. She got into bed, pulling the cover up over her. After she was good and comfortable, she grabbed her phone off the nightstand. It was ridiculous, at twenty-two, to be shy about masturbation. She knew that! But her upbringing had made this whole process into a shameful act. She was trying to move...

Nicole and Mike reclined on the sofa playing footsie and watching Jimmy scurry back and forth in the kitchen. “Did you use that provolone you bought?” Nicole called. Jimmy popped his head through the doorway. “Yes, Ma’am, and I made sure to pack the mayonnaise separately, too, just like you said, Ma’am.” “Good.” Nicole crinkled up her nose. “I hate soggy sandwiches.” “Yes, Ma’am, these will be nice and fresh.” Mike’s hand...

He: I have commissioned a French seamstress to make a pair of silk panties for you. She is petite with short dark hair and dark eyes and skilled with her long fingers. She insists on fitting them to you personally, that way she can do her best work. In her dressing room, she asks you to sit on her reproduction Louis-XV-chair and for you to open your legs. She takes a piece of the finest bright green silk and deftly folds...

As usual, I headed over to Bo’s house at about 10 am. It was late in the second week of our summer vacation and I’d spent almost every day of it completely naked in his pool or bedroom. Just then I was wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and Van’s, my standard summer outfit. I had with me a small backpack with a couple towels and a bathing suit. This was all just insurance. I almost always had to wake Bo up with a quick text from...

Stella and I were high school BFF. ‘Best Friends Forever’ for us meant until we went our separate ways after high school. We both were popular, sensual, exhibitionists and enjoyed the attention. I guess you would call us liberated girls. We loved the boys, and they loved us. As a result, we had no trouble dating most of the good-looking guys at school. School was boring so Stella and I were always looking for new adventur...

It was going on four o'clock and the cold sandwiches we had for lunch had worn off. We were getting the beginnings of a burn and getting hungry. So we decided it was time to head back home. We had a great time at the beach and although we shouldn't have, we all came several times. We got home and took showers. All three of us wouldn't fit in the shower at my apartment so we took them separately. We got ready and, by seven...

Marlene slurped her coffee with a furrowed brow. “Uh-oh, something’s up.” She shifted in her recliner, gazing at her daughter and Mike, who sat knee-to-knee on the sofa while Jimmy stood nearby twiddling his fingers. “What’s going on, you guys?” Nicole grabbed Mike’s hand. “Well, Ma, we have something to tell you: The three of us … well, we have sort of an arrangement now.” “Huh?” Marlene arched her brow. “What arrangemen...

Melanie had come home from university a changed woman. Gone was the vanilla person that I had dated just after I graduated high school. She had been replaced by a wildly kinky, hedonistic, and sexual being. Our first time dating had been okay - she had been a distraction for me after I had broken up with my previous, long-term girlfriend. I liked her and our connection had been okay, but it wasn't great. We didn't really...

The living room sloshed back and forth, up and down and around in circles. Jimmy hugged the wall to avoid falling on his ass. Mike leaned back on the couch and chuckled. “Damn, Pee-Wee, you’re that drunk from one glass of wine?” “Um, I took an aspirin earlier,” Jimmy muttered as he sank into the easy chair. “I think it weakened my system.” A voice from the bathroom doorway cut in: “Well, I hope your system isn’t too weak...

Hello everyone, my name is Liz and if you’re reading this you’re probably familiar with my husband Mark’s story up to this point. To be honest with you, I didn’t want to write this or give my side of his story. The way I see it, this is none of your business. I’m only doing it because Jamal asked me to after he took possession of Mark’s phone and came across his cuckold confession. As you perverts may have guessed, once J...

Matthew Turnback was a man who, all things considered, should have loved the life he lived. He was still young - in his mid-twenties - and making great money off of his chosen career path while living happily married to a woman he had fallen for since the day he first met her. His job, Personal Assistant to Mayor Bannivan, involved an adequate mix of both stress and excitement. Most men wouldn't care for setting up meetin...