I’d been dating Lucy for a while. She’s sweet, simple, and a lot of fun. She’s got a body to die for, specifically an ass that makes people turn heads, though her breasts are on the smaller side. Personally, I think they’re perfect, but she always complained they should be bigger. If you ever wanted to see Lucy get mad, all you had to do was mention her chest. Even a compliment would get you a side-eye. ​In bed, she’s a t...

"Oh, come on, Aden!" "No, you can't tag along!" I replied, exasperated. It had been like this for weeks, ever since the announcement went out on my Reddit page. Okay, let me back up for a second. My name is Aden, and I run a survival and adventure video channel, mainly on YouTube. It's basically me with a GoPro and camping gear showing people the countryside here in Texas. Most of my camping videos centered on the hill co...

She stands in front of her closet trying to pick out just the right outfit; it has to be cute but accessible. She and her girlfriend have a date that she is very much looking forward to. Not only that, but she looks through her clothes and settles on a short black spaghetti dress. She decides to forgo panties and puts on fishnets with an open crotch. She picks out a pair of sexy black and red heels with her toes peeking o...

It's been about a week since my first encounter with Steve. I’ve snuck over a few times during lunch for some afternoon delight. Guilt has been overwhelming me, but at the same time, I think I’m starting to fall in love with him. He’s the best sex I’ve ever had, and the way he makes me feel is… intense passion is the only way I can describe it. Today is no different. My phone buzzes with a text from Steve: “Can you stop b...

Abby had suggested a short visit in our secret chats a while ago, but life and distance always seemed to get in the way. A few weeks passed before she finally sent another message. “Tuesday?” she asked, saying she could make it work. My mind immediately started flipping through the calendar in my head. Tuesday would definitely work. Just the thought of seeing her again after so many years, even if it was only to hang out...

“What do you think? Is she insane?” Dr. Ramirez’s shift at the psychiatric hospital had just begun, and he was doing his initial rounds. “No. Deluded,” said Maria, the Matron. “But she’s not a lunatic. She does believe her own story, I think.” “Pretty bizarre delusion.” “Yes. But she seems so sure.” “Do you mind if I talk to her?” “Might as well. We can only hold her for another four hours, then we need proof she’s a dang...

I get off from a long day at work and my wife, Lisa, greets me at the door as soon as I close it behind me. There’s a familiar twinkle in her eye that lets me know she’s up to something. Dressed in her tiny silk nightgown, Lisa closes the distance between us, her large tits press against my chest and she slips her tongue in my mouth. “I’ve got a surprise for you,” Lisa tells me, slipping her fingers in the waistband of my...

The phone rang only twice before she answered. "Ben!" her voice boomed through the receiver, cheerful and a little out of breath, as if she'd just run up the stairs. I couldn't help but smile. The mere sound of her voice was enough to brighten the gray afternoon at university. "Hey, you almost-birthday girl," I said, leaning back in my chair. "I hope I'm not interrupting your important birthday planning?" I could picture...

Room 20 always smelled faintly of smoke. Menthol Longs, the only brand Erika Weiss bought by the carton from the Turkish kiosk near Kaiserslautern station. They burned slowly and carried the taste of distant winters. Faded floral wallpaper from the late 1960s clung to the walls, curling at the corners like forgotten memories. Above the dresser hung a single framed photograph: Erika at twenty-eight with her late husband Ka...

In the days following her return, Duchess Andrea spent much of her time in her boudoir, the sounds of her pleasure reverberating throughout the entire Château. She appeared at mealtimes with a flushed, sweaty face, or took walks through the grounds with a bounce in her step and a smile permanently beautifying her features. On one particularly stunning day, she spent all morning and afternoon simply strolling through the f...