The next morning, I wake to my phone buzzing. I reach for it sleepily, smiling when I see Aaron’s name flash on the screen. “Good morning, Master,” I answer sleepily as I sit up against the headboard. "Mmm, I like hearing that drowsy voice of yours," Aaron's deep tone rumbles through the phone, making me instantly more awake. "Did you sleep well after yesterday's performance?" "Yes, Master," I reply, stretching beneath th...

It started late one night, the bedroom dim except for the flickering glow of Kevin’s laptop. He was hunched over, jeans shoved around his thighs, hand pumping his cock in tight, urgent strokes as the screen played out a hotwife scene—some guy with a thick dick pounding a woman while her husband watched, helpless and hard. The wife’s moans spilled from the speakers, raw and unrestrained, and Kevin was lost in it, breath ra...

Sophie straddled Iain’s hips, her knees pressing into the floor on either side of him, her thighs trembling slightly—not with nerves, but with need. Her pussy was still slick, aching, lips parted and glistening as she hovered over his thick, pulsing cock. The head nudged against her entrance, and she gasped at even that contact—her body was so desperate now it felt like she might explode. Iain watched her with fire in his...

My brother had a girlfriend. Always talked about her tits like they proved he had life figured out. He acted straight like it was in his bones. Confident, laid-back, always the loudest laugh in the room. Twenty-six, worked construction, drove a truck that rattled the windows, never missed a gym day. He was that kind of guy. The kind you figured out in five seconds. At least I thought so. I’m twenty-three. I work retail. M...

Anna woke with a jolt, her breath caught in her throat. The room was dim, morning light barely filtering through the blinds. Daniel lay beside her, still asleep, his arm draped lazily across the sheets like nothing in the world had shifted. But everything had. She stared at the ceiling, heart pounding as images from the night before flooded her. The confrontation. The slap. The way Ray had looked at her after, like she wa...

Puja had just turned eighteen the week the monsoons arrived in her small Indian town. She loved the way the rain painted everything wet and alive — the smell of the earth, the shimmering heat evaporating off rooftops, the hum of insects and the sighing of trees. But this year, the monsoon brought something else. Meera. Meera was the thirty-six-year-old widow who had recently moved into the big old bungalow next door. No k...

The club pulsed with that familiar weekend energy - strobe lights slicing through artificial fog, bass vibrating through the floor, bodies moving in that alcohol-fueled rhythm that never quite matched the beat. Julie stood at the edge of the dance floor, one hand clutching a lukewarm vodka cranberry, the other nervously adjusting the neckline of her black tank top. She'd chosen the outfit carefully - dark denim skirt that...

"It's been months, Sofie. Don't you think it's time you stopped sulking and moved on? That ass doesn't deserve you or your tears," her best friend said as he sipped on his third cup of coffee. At twenty-five, Ezra Bourdain, the youngest cardiologist at Mercy General, was the most supportive man she'd ever met. Besides his wonderful personality, he could charm the panties off the rudest patient without even batting an eyel...

It was not a dark and stormy night when these events began. In fact, it was a glorious, warm-for-January day, and Grant and Sam were discussing their golf game over a glass of beer. “How did you shoot today, Grant?” Sam asked. “Not well, Sam. I’m out of practice. I need to take lessons. “The golf pro here helped me. See what he can do for you. Here’s his card. Give him a try.” As Grant put the business card in his wallet,...

Sarah arrived on Friday afternoon and was going back to Wiltshire on Sunday night, so I was determined to make the most of the time we had together. I met her at Victoria, and we got the tube down to Brixton. Walking from the station to my flat, Sarah’s eyes were wide open with amazement as she took it all in: the colourful market, Caribbean food shops, and reggae music blasting out from speakers on street corners. “Babe,...

My name is Susie. I am a 16-year-old bi high school student. Good grades. Excellent athlete. I have a sexual motor that never stops running. I am a feisty little point guard on the basketball team. When our girls' high school basketball team, led by my lover Gina and me, won the state championship, we became celebrities across the state. Everybody loves you when you win. It took weeks before the excitement wore down and o...

The vacancy left by Bill's month-long overseas assignment has been a palpable ache, a long, melancholic exhale in the daily rhythm of my existence. Now, he was finally home, though still bound to his office by the unyielding tendrils of his work. I lounge against the doorframe, observing him as he paces, the phone glued to his ear. His voice is a soothing, steady hum, interspersed with nods and occasional arches of his ey...

Traveling for work has its perks. Because I travel for conferences, seminars, and client meetings, I like to find lifestyle clubs in the areas that I’m visiting for some after-work relaxation. Recently, I was in Phoenix for a work summit. My days were packed with seminars, new product demonstrations, food, and the “forced” cocktail hours for networking. I knew there was a lifestyle scene in Phoenix and I wanted to check o...

I parked my car, checked that I had what I needed, locked the doors and walked across the sandy parking lot toward the ferry. Joining a short queue of people waiting for the crossing, I nodded and exchanged smiles with a few familiar faces. The crossing, which would take barely ten minutes, would take us to our beach hut community on the long spit of land opposite. A slight breeze was picking up, and along with the slowly...