I’m sitting on my sofa; the TV has the news on, but I’m not really paying attention. I’m waiting for my phone to buzz and play the message tone. My phone does buzz, but it’s not the message tone; it’s another alert for some sort of app. My excitement grows, then I hear the message tone. I grab my phone and look at the message. It’s from her. Mistress Hi. How are you? Me Hi, I’m good, thank you. Mistress So you want to exp...

Sunday Obsession Merril sits among the congregation, pulse quickening, panties damp beneath her skirt. Reverend Elias stands at the pulpit, collar stark white, voice rolling like thunder. A bead of sweat glints on his upper lip, catching the church light. August heat presses heavy, box fans stirring it from pew to pew. His wife gets him every night. Why should she have him all to herself? Merril doesn’t need vows or forev...

The house smelled faintly of frosting and beer, the aftermath of her brother’s birthday party lingering in the air. Empty cups and plates were stacked on the counter, balloons sagging a little lower against the ceiling. Most of the guests had already trickled out, calling Ubers or carpooling home. Bella padded barefoot across the kitchen tile, the hem of her glittery pink tank brushing against her hips. Her cheeks still h...

The breeze coming off the nearby ocean was the perfect temperature. Siobhan rolled onto her side on the pool lounger beside mine. Her breasts pressed together, and she propped her head up on one hand and smiled. I took a glance behind me. The resort’s pool area was usually crowded, but it was early afternoon, and most of the guests were still at lunch. We were hardly alone, but no one was looking. I reached out, brushed a...

Now that I was Mom's and my sister Bree's freshly minted subby, Mom made it my job to get Bree, the beauty queen, ready for her dates, to make sure she looked like a million bucks. I was to make her look like she was ready to go out there and get her cunt plowed like a fucking cornfield! It was all Mom's little scheme. And I had to admit; it was kinda hot. Anything involved with Bree was gonna be hot. She could recite the...

My name is Danny. I'm a thirty-four-year-old young man, and I work as a freelance business consultant. I have a nice income, and I am married to JoBeth, who is thirty, and she is a stunner. She has dark auburn hair, cut in a very cute bob, with legs for days and an amaaaazing ass! She is a realtor, five feet and eight inches tall and around 132 hella sexy pounds. She is so out of my league. I’m fucking lucky that I even k...

By the time the golden light of Friday afternoon warmed your office, the compulsive urge to check every mirror had faded. The first few days had been a symphony of quiet nerves. You pulled on your familiar slacks each morning, but beneath them lay a glorious secret of soft cotton, delicate lace, and something so snug it felt like a second skin. It hummed with a delicious intimacy, a secret almost too vast to contain. What...

Scott kicked off his shoes and relaxed on his couch watching a little television. He had finished dinner and was settling in for the night, preparing to go to bed in a few hours. As he lay back on his couch, the doorbell rang. He thought to himself, who the heck could it be at this hour. He got up to answer the door and, to his surprise, his friend Jen stood at the door. Scott and Jen had known each other for a couple yea...

The restaurant was louder than I would have liked. Silverware clinked against plates, voices layered over one another, and somewhere in the background, an espresso machine hissed. But all of that was just a dull hum beneath the pounding in my ears. I shifted in my seat, feeling the lace of my panties brush against my little penis, a constant, humiliating reminder of how small and insignificant I was compared to him. Compa...

My phone pinged. Sarah. A silly GIF of a cat blowing out candles on a cake. ‘Happy birthday, hunni. I’m preparing your favourite meal tonight. Hope you’re hungry.’ A wink emoji. A goofy smile formed on my lips, and a golden glow of joyful love radiated from my heart. Married for just 6 months, and each day more blissful than the last. I thanked my lucky stars that sweet, sexy Sarah was my wife. What had I done to deserve...

My name is Kota. Sometimes people call me Kotes. I am a 16-year-old sissy boy with a delicate feminine build. At the time of this story, I lived with my little family just north of Vegas: me, my mom Anita, and my lovely sister Bree. I had just turned 16. My grandfather had been a wealthy publisher, and he left each of his children a very tidy sum. That meant that Mom, her sister Emily, and her brother BJ wanted for nothin...

A weekend gathering like any other. Two couples and Scott and Jen, all friends for some years now all enjoying a tolerably warm summer weekend. They all get together from time to time to just shoot the breeze, eat some good food and have a few drinks. Flirting and giving each other the regular shit. As the barbecue was winding down and everyone else had left, Jen stuck around to help Scott clean up the last few dishes and...