After our massive evening, our night-time sleeping arrangements left us free for a bit of bed-hopping but things didn't amount to much. We were all faded from our earlier activities and I certainly wasn't capable of more than a semi hard on. Carole, Hazel and Jeanie all admitted to being a little sore after all the licking, sucking and fucking that we had done and our bed-sharing was no more than cuddles and gentle mastur...
The sleek black SUV rolls to a stop in front of Luxury Palms Villa, its tires crunching softly against the crushed shell driveway. As I step out of the car, a wave of warm, tropical air wraps itself around me, the scent of saltwater and lush greenery instantly calming my senses. The villa before us is a masterpiece—modern, yet seamlessly integrated with its natural surroundings, like it had grown from the palms themselves...
Without thinking, I took my hand from Darren's. That subtle gesture made him appear stricken, and he rushed to say, "It's only a suggestion, Gale. I absolutely understand if you're not interested in doing that." I didn't tell him no outright. Instead, I racked my brain for another way. "Wouldn't it be easier if I went with you? I could stay at the hotel while you're working." Darren set his mouth in a grim line. "I wish I...
I entered the bar as I had done many times before. The difference this time was that I was there as Annie. I was in equal parts feeling exhilarated and mightily nervous. There was always a chance that I might have been recognised but I thought those chances were pretty slim. I make for a pretty convincing girl, and when I'm Annie I look miles different from my usual self. My heart was pounding, nevertheless. I was wearing...
I can't believe I agreed to a public humiliation. All for the right to taste Luke’s cock. The worst part is that Luke won't tell me what he's planning. And since I know how cruel and imaginative he can be, I'm terrified of what's in store for me tonight. "Get ready bitch, we're leaving soon." I'm just finishing getting ready. I'm incredibly stressed about going out in this outfit. It's so indecent! Of course, Luke chose e...
I met her online. Okay, I know, it can be dangerous, but I’m at an age where danger is what I’m after. It wasn’t a dating site. It was a sex site for libidinous people like me. Aren’t we all! She had posted pictures that are smutty, obscene, crude, lewd, whatever you might call pussy pictures, finger fucking, a dildo fuck, transgender, anal, a blowjob, et cetera. She wasn’t bashful about sharing her erotic pleasures and s...
John Brown and Ben Barnes are best friends, and today is John’s eighteenth birthday. They are in the sixth form of Southward Grammar School, and it has a leisure centre within the school. The centre is restricted for school use during school hours but is open to the public at other times. It is just after lunch break, and both of the lads have free periods. Ben realised that the swimming pool was not in use on Monday afte...
Falling Back at the compound, Tam guided a shaken Ella from the still-idling Hind, the roar of the helicopter fading into unsettling silence. Other team members sat nearby, their expressions hollow, too tired to move or speak. Chris shot a weary glance at Tam, frustration etched on his face. “I know you’re fine, you lunatic—you love this shit. But I lost three on that mission. They knew we were coming.” Tam sighed heavily...
Hot Bath It's just after midnight on our anniversary, and my wife tells me to go take a hot bath to relax before bed. I'm in there for fifteen or twenty minutes when she texts me, saying to grab the cigarettes. She used to smoke before we met; now it's an occasional thing she does when she's feeling kinky, so I know where this is going. I throw on a towel, run into the basement to grab them from their hiding spot, and lea...
The next day, Jim was about to go out for his morning jog when Debbie called to him from Tiffany’s room. “Come in here, honey. There’s something you need to see.” Debbie handed him a pair of their daughter’s panties. The crotch was soaked with cum. “Looks like Colin and Tiffany had a good time last night,” he said, trying to make light of it. “It’s not funny, Jim,” Debbie chided. “She’s our daughter. She may be on the pil...
Emma stood before the bathroom mirror, her fingers tracing the delicate outline of her heart-shaped necklace of white gold, a symbol of her enduring bond with Nathan, gifted to celebrate their five-year journey together. Several weeks had elapsed since "the incident" with Dan, and she had endeavored to suppress it, relegating the memory to the darkest corners of her mind. Whenever Nathan suggested having Dan over, she str...
Had Takabuti known it was the last hour of daylight she would ever see, she would have chosen to spend it differently. She would likely have gone to the great temple of Amun Ra to pray to the Gods, where she’d have asked that they favour her in the afterlife and reunite her with her parents. The sunset streaming through her window lit up her face as she prepared for her tryst with Meru. She knew she had better enjoy it; I...
“I just wanna get fucked!” Erica blurted. Riley choked and struggled not to spit out her drink. “No, not just fucked, I wanna get used!” Her roommate gesticulated drunkenly, spilling her drink on the kitchen floor. “I want a guy to look at me like all he can think about is bending me over, and, and, like, pulling my hair, and screwing the shit out of me! You know what I mean?” “Yeah,” Rylie laughed. “I know what you mean....
The name is Ouettecunte: Jane Ouettecunte. A highly distinguished old Saxon name, I am told by my husband. Mine was Bloggs; so you could say I have married into pedigree – and it suits me. Ouettecunte is, of course, the Norman bastardisation: the Wettkunts were a noble Wessex family who curried favour with the invaders and were granted a bishopric in perpetuity in what was then called Wiltshire. So they are terribly respe...
I stood very still, my stare darting from the drawing of Kai to my husband's face. "I asked you not to look at that," I finally managed to say. My voice sounded weak and pathetic. A bitter smile pulled at Brandon's lips. "Yes, well, I can see why." Gently, he closed the sketchbook and set it aside. "I wasn't trying to pry, but you'd left it open on the table." Thinking back to earlier that afternoon, I realized he was rig...
