Ten minutes into the Uber ride, the driver breaks the silence. “This is one of those perfect sunny days where I’m not sure if spring is springing, or if summer is slipping away.” “Hmm…” X replies thoughtfully, then says to the driver, “Could you just drop me here at the park, please? I think I’ll take advantage of this weather and walk from here.” “Sure thing. Here you go.” X, hoping the fresh air will bring some much-nee...

At work the next morning, Darla was still buzzing from the night before. She could barely sit still. Her legs bounced nervously under her desk, and a permanent smile tugged at her lips no matter how hard she tried to hide it. Darla couldn’t wait to tell Margie everything—especially that Fred had finally agreed to meet her Friday night. That thought alone sent a little thrill through her. She wanted more with Fred, somethi...

A giddy Suzy works her way down the dimly lit labyrinth of narrow passageways and stairwells leading from the spy room to the Circulo de Besos, like she’s done so many times before. But this feels different. What just happened? In the seven years working with X, this is the first time he has let me take a client to orgasm. I know I’m a good remote operator, but this feels like a new level of trust. Suzy enters a service d...

“Those are beautiful!” Jill says, looking at Marsha’s glazed mint green manicure. “Thank you!” Marsha answers and asks, “What did you do?” “Same old, basic with a nude finish. It’s still gardening season,” Jill replied. “Our pedi chairs are ready for us.” The two friends sit in adjacent high-back chairs. Jill‘s eyes approvingly survey the slim-fitting shorts of the buff male attendants, along with the short skirts adornin...

The popcorn smelled like fake butter and regret. Lenora slumped in the stiff theater seat, nursing the last dregs of her wine buzz and the fresh irritation of being right. On screen, some CGI robot punched another CGI robot. Crunch. Slam. Twenty minutes in, and from her left came the familiar, soft puff-puff-puff of Ed’s snoring. Unbelievable. She’d told him. She’d fucking told him this would happen. Another midnight movi...

My Grocery Boy Makes Me Cum Hello, this is Anastasia Monroe. I have to tell you about what happened to me this weekend when I went to the grocery store. I went in to get some steaks and some potatoes. A young guy was helping me check out and package my groceries. He asked if I needed any help getting out to the car. I said, "Oh, yes, I definitely need help getting out to my car." He picked up the bags of groceries, and I...

The sun filtered through the canopy, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor as I trekked along the winding trail. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth, and the gentle rustle of leaves accompanied my footsteps. It was an idyllic day for an adventure, and I felt a thrill of anticipation for the unknown. I had been planning this hike for weeks, escaping the city's noise and pollution to immerse myself in n...

I heard the screams that could have been those of a man tormented by his deepest mistakes. The marks of worldly perversions stained her chest. The sperm of a forbidden man, as she had confessed in a husky, sensual voice. She had a youthful smile, over twenty, newly married. Proudly showed off her chin and breasts marked by a orgasm. The cream dripped from her nipple, a thick white drop hanging like a jewel. A sculpture in...