At seventeen we should not have been in the bar, but Dave had managed to get us past the bouncer and inside. The dim lighting and loud, throbbing music were as exciting as having our first drinks in a club. Dave was my buddy, already nineteen and a regular at the bar. We hung out regularly before he finished high school, less now that he was in University and working part-time. His younger sister Joanie and I shared the s...

I wished that Simon would see me as more than just the boss's daughter. He'd come to work for my dad when I was sixteen, and for the last two years, I'd lusted for him from afar.  We'd spent the last eight months on the road hosting fairs across the States and were finally at our closing town of this season. I knew that he was going back to Tucson during the off-season, and I'd be with dad in Phoenix. The drive between th...

Jan was eighteen years old and laying on her back looking up at the ceiling fan in her apartment thinking back to when she had her first sexual experience. It was a little over two years ago, and it was with a married man. And as far as Jan knew his wife didn't know. When Jan was fifteen years old her parents were both killed in a car accident. Her parents had put in their will that Jan would live with their oldest and mo...

What's worse? Being two hundred miles away from someone you want to be naughty with or living in the flat next door to them? For me, it happens to be the latter. Sometimes in the evening, we sit on our respective sofas and send messages to each other using WhatsApp. Not your normal messages, the ones we send generally contain more than one explicit image of us masturbating or doing something with our pussies or tits. The...

Melissa's thighs opened wide. Touching her pussy, she looked into Mary’s eyes. “Do it!” Mary looked at her husband, he shook his head from the phone’s screen, poised on the bedside table. “Fuck him, Mary. He’s not here, you are.” Mary hesitated. “You want to eat it. Desperation is written all over your face, girl.” Melissa glanced sideways, another shake of the head. Mary could smell her arousal. Melissa’s dipping fingers...

German sauna culture has a particular etiquette. Nudity is expected and usually required. Some people say this is because chemicals from the swimming pool might evaporate but it was the rule long before people worried about such things. Being nude in the company of strangers is supposed to be a liberating experience that breaks down barriers. It is not a sexual experience, or at least it isn't supposed to be and nothing o...

A good story will play like a movie in your mind, it takes you places. A book that has a warning label for strong sexual content can make you want to touch yourself. The Internet is a treasure trove of dark, sexual fantasy books. If you can imagine it, you can get it delivered to your front door. My dirty secret is reading books heavy in the BDSM category. The more hardcore the more it makes me spray. As a woman, we go th...

The sleepover had been fun but Melissa’s mobile just kept ringing. I watched as she reached out and grasped it, sleep still holding her eyelids closed while she answered. After a few mumbles and nods of her head, she sighed, ended the call and started to rise from the adjacent bed. I had been watching her sleep for a good thirty minutes. Looking at her breathe. Wondering. “I gotta get ready,” she said, “Mum’s picking me u...

I made a post on TikTok and some random guy named “Asphalt Cowboy” commented on my post by poking fun at my video. Needless to say, it pissed me off. So, I wrote him back, “Oh, you're some big shit because you can drive a semi?” ‘Who the fuck is this guy anyway?’ He didn't stop, “Everyone knows that women drivers suck,” he wrote back under my video. It became a game at first, to see who could insult the other one more. Th...

My week had been a whirlwind that began with me telling my lover that I’d been having a recurring, persistent fantasy about being whipped with a riding crop and dominated by a brunette female nurse. He laughed and mentioned that a mutual friend, Kiera, was very heavily into that sort of thing; perhaps we should meet up and talk it out. Not letting on that I secretly have a crush in Kiera, I agreed, thinking that it would...