The loft glowed with candlelight, shadows swaying to the sultry hum of jazz. Kevin lounged in his leather armchair, whiskey untouched, eyes locked on Moira. Her black silk dress clung to her curves, red hair spilling like fire over her shoulders. Her green eyes sparkled with mischief and challenge, quickening his pulse. For months, he’d teased her with his cuckold fantasy, whispering “I want to taste cock”—a playful code...

Married at a young age, I had little sexual experience when I met my husband. The only previous experience that I had was once on a date I got fingered a little. When I met my now husband, we dated a short time before things started to get sexual. It didn't take long before I knew I liked it and liked it a lot. This first story was our introduction to what I guess one would call the lifestyle. We had been married a couple...

Lacey bounces out onto the balcony, her energy bubbling over as she hurries over to Dick, who is standing with a relaxed stance, eyes fixed on the scene below. She grins brightly, her hands gesturing animatedly. "Guess what? Tasha and Seth will be up soon! They're just wrapping up down there. I think I heard heavy breathing. I swear, they're having more fun than us." She twirls slightly, her eyes twinkling with excitement...

The candlelight flickered across the table, casting a warm glow on Moira’s red curls, which spilled over her shoulders like molten fire. Her curves filled a tight black dress, her full breasts pressing against the fabric, a sight that always stirred Kevin. They were halfway through a bottle of Merlot, the air heavy with intimacy, when Kevin’s pulse quickened. For months, a fantasy had consumed him, one he’d only dared hin...

I am in my junior year at Columbia University in New York City. Technically, I still live at home, but I rarely stay there anymore. My mother has a new boyfriend about every three months. The house is small, it is noisy, and I have no privacy. I guess I shouldn’t complain. None of her lovers has ever made a pass at me, so I think I should consider myself lucky. There was one of her friends that I did get involved with a w...

The air in the small study crackled with unspoken tension. Rain lashed against the window panes, mirroring the storm brewing within Elara. Across from her, Liam’s gaze was a smoldering ember, tracing the line of her throat where her pulse throbbed visibly. He had been recounting a tale of his travels, but the words had long since faded into a background hum. It was the way he looked at her—a hunger leashed by a thread of...

The house was a hive of activity, with staff busying themselves with the tasks at hand. Thomas awoke to the sound of voices outside his room—English, Spanish, and, if he wasn’t mistaken, even a bit of French being thrown about. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he pivoted out of bed and made his way to the shutters. Throwing them open, he was taken aback to find that the sun was only just breaching the horizon, setting the...

I used to see her every time I was at the gym. Her body was built like a goddess and she was so pretty that I felt like a creep every time I glanced her way. Don't get me wrong, I'm straighter than a stripper’s pole, but each time I saw her, I began to question if that pole was as straight as I thought. It didn't help that she was always so nice to me and ready to help me out whenever I needed assistance. I'd go to the gy...

It had been a few weeks since that night with Jake, intense, thrilling, and surprisingly easy in the aftermath. Katie had been glowing ever since, the kind of glow that comes from being deeply seen, desired, and completely satisfied. She was more open with me than ever, her body language looser, her laughter easier. And the sex between us? Off the charts. Like something had unlocked in her. Whatever hesitation or insecuri...

The soft tread of footsteps, mingled with the distant songs of morning birds, stirred Thomas from deep sleep just as sunlight spilled into the room. Blinking against the brightness, he made out a blurred silhouette near the open balcony doors. As his vision cleared, the figure stepped forward, revealing herself in the golden light. “Good morning, señora,” he murmured, taking in the striking young woman before him. She wor...

"Fuck yes, a surprise early dismissal!" Jesse exclaimed, fist-pumping the air as the piercing wail of the fire alarm shattered the dull hum of his high school afternoon. He and his classmates bolted out of the classroom, a stampede of sixteen-year-old angst and hormones released into the hallway. The chaotic pattern of slamming lockers and squeaking sneakers on linoleum grew as they all rushed towards the exit. As the sch...