As the sunrise filtered in through Marion's bedroom window, I felt the warm wisp of his breath on the back of my neck, his hand still cradling my cock and balls and the nascent development of his morning woody nestled in the crease of my legs. My mind leaped back to last night and everything that had happened. My own woody began developing. Reaching behind me, feeling his fleshy pole, semi-hard, I turned toward him while...

After arriving back at Ed’s home, their lovemaking continued. They were two people who simply couldn’t get enough of each other. Following an orgasm, each of them would think they had reached a stopping point, only to be swept into another surge of lust and need. It was after 10:00 when Ed got out of bed and left the bedroom. Devin assumed he was going to the kitchen to retrieve something to drink. They had both been pant...

Sarah's boyfriend arrived, taking her almost immediately into her bedroom. Ed could hear them quite clearly through the thin walls of the apartment. Devin came out of her bathroom. She was dressed, carrying a small bag and wearing a bright smile. "I'm ready. How are we doing this?" "I think you should follow me this time," he answered, admiring how she looked and realizing she wasn't wearing a bra. "I'm not far from here....

Marcell and Elisa were bewildered as they drove home through the quiet streets. Was this night real or just a hallucination? "Did we really just do this?" asked Marcell, while even the rhythmic sound of the turn signal reminded him of the sexual rapture of the past hour. "I'm also not sure, but I'm feeling every minute of it," replied Elisa, with a tired but satisfied expression on her face. "And we smell like sex. Anothe...

“Mike liked the idea but questioned how we could accomplish it. He doesn’t want to hire professional actors for it as it would seem seedy and inauthentic. If such actors were recognized by potential customers as porn stars, it could do more harm than good.” “Why don’t you do it? With Paul, maybe?” the still-suspicious Sally asked. “I could. I would! … but my body is not as attractive as yours. I could see myself giving, b...

Happenstance: A chance happening or event. A chance situation, especially one producing a good result. The fan sputtered like a dying insect, pushing hot air around Trevor's room as he lay on the bed, sweat pooling in the small of his back and sticking him to the sheets. The governor's water restrictions made everything feel oppressive—no showers over three minutes, no washing cars or watering lawns. He covered his eyes,...

Jake chuckled, his fingers reaching out to trace along Jessica's jawline. "Well, we can't have that, can we?" he murmured, his voice husky with renewed desire despite his recent exertion. "I think I might need a shower before we start on that email. Care to join me?" Jessica's eyes lit up with mischief as she pressed her body against his, her hardened nipples brushing against his chest. "I think that's an excellent idea,"...

James breathed a sigh of relief as the last gym patron headed out the door at about ten minutes until closing. He was expecting Amy any moment, and anticipating what would ensue in the showers after their workouts. The phone rang, and he swallowed hard when he saw the name of the gym owner – Amy’s father – on the display. He took a couple of deep breaths, quickly practiced the standard company greeting, and then answered....