Molly rubbed the sleep out of her eyes as she awoke. As she glanced around the unfamiliar bedroom, it took her a second to get her bearings. Memories from last night flooded her mind as she turned and spotted Jim, asleep beside her. Last night. Molly sighed. Last night was incredible. No, more than incredible. It was unlike anything she’d ever experienced in her life. Over the years, she and Brad had more than a few serio...

My husband Adam was as rock hard as I'd ever seen him. He'd been hitting the gym for weeks and cutting carbs to get washboard abs. He'd been on Viagra for weeks even though he didn't need it as he was only in his early thirties. He'd gone through some 'manscaping' to trim body hair. He was all of 6'1" and 220 pounds of lean, trim muscle. He had long, blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, to go along with his dangerously whi...

He could barely hear Asenath’s voice from the distraction of her tentacle sliding out of his hole. “For such a soft and vulnerable species, I must say, I am pleasantly surprised by how rough your breeding behaviors are.” The sound of her chuckle caressed his mind like a gauzy blanket as he closed his eyes and relaxed into the solid feeling of her nest until he heard the klaxon sound of the smoke alarm. He bolted up then o...

Chapter Forty-One While Mac was making love to his wife in their bedroom on the sixth floor of their home in the Lenox Hill neighborhood of Manhattan, New York City, their guests, Max and Virginie Becker, were about the business of making a baby on the fourth floor. “Are you sure the kids are all right in separate rooms?” Max asked. “The boys fell asleep the moment their heads hit the pillow and have a nightlight in their...

Six Years ago my wife and I met Carl and Allen on a swing site. We all became fast friends and we came to realize that Allen was bisexual after he kept hitting on me on the swing group. I confessed to Carl, that I was bisexual and that I had experimented when I was younger. I finally gave in and began flirting with Allen. My wife had known for a long time that I was bisexual and had experimented in my youth. She would oft...

Dawn. I had been probing the peripheries of my deviant dreams long before then. With the rise of the four broken moons that night, I was to be ceremoniously bred. The rituals’ themes were not new to me. I had witnessed them many times, as had the others in the village, as had the others in the other villages throughout the colony. Yet every time, the rituals themselves were fresh. The Ministry gave me a week to prepare. “...

My friend Max is an excellent fuck-buddy and I am always glad to have him over. His body is not spectacular and his dick is a bit shorter than average, but he can fuck for hours, cum several times and he thinks I fuck better than any female he has ever known. Max almost always brings party treats, allows me to record videos of our encounters, and is willing to try kinky things. I dress more casually for Max than I do when...

You’re thinking about me at work. Your cock twitches every time you get a text from me. It’s a reminder of what’s waiting for you at home. Throughout the day, you sit through meetings and sessions with an inability to keep your filthy thoughts about me at bay. As you drive home after your long day, you feel beat. You need to release some steam and take out your day on someone. It’s a good thing I’ve been preparing for you...

I am a petite little slut, and I get these strong sexual urges that I can neither control nor resist. Yes, I am a CD and cross-dress, and although I think I am far from able to pass as female, that assessment is not widely shared. Others, especially men, seem to value a slut as a precious thing. For that reason, I am proud to be a slut. I love to be told what a slut I am; being called a bitch makes me feel all giggly insi...