It had been just over three weeks since that fateful night, when Scott first fucked me full of his cum and I became a cheating slut. I'd sunk deeper and deeper into my infidelity. Whenever Scott and I were home alone, his cock was buried in my pussy. Because Jack has a 9-5 office job, Scott works from home, and I work nights waiting tables, we were fucking almost every day, usually multiple times, all over the house. Scot...

Few things in this world turn me on quite as much as being eye to eye with a hardening cock. Lord knows I can be insecure and I'm not always good at reading people, but knowing that a man is aroused by me, desires me, drives me a little wild. The man ahead of me, a work colleague and very much not my husband, is no exception. Despite having already cum countless times at his hands in the photography studio loft space, the...

Maeve Kelly exited the Uber with trepidation. She took three steps toward the open field and stopped. Suddenly feeling like this was a bad idea, she turned around and considered backing out. But that notion was quickly dispelled as the driver was already pulling away. Fuck! She bit her bottom lip and told herself to be brave. For as long as she could remember, Maeve wanted to fly. Not on an airplane, but out in the open a...

He sat up in bed and glanced at the tousled sheets in the space next to him. Though they were no longer warm, the scent of her lingered—that intoxicating mix of sex and the perfume that she wore. He sighed, spying a strand of her long, red locks, blushing at the fact that the memory of her fiery mane had him semi-hard again. Closing his eyes, he allowed his hand to venture under the covers and into his lap. He fondled his...

Back home after our experience at the fair, I found myself nervous about seeing Dave again. Would things be different? Would we still be friends? Was he a ‘homosexual’ as we innocently called them in those days? And most troubling, why were my horny memories of Dave and me blowing each other still so strong? Why did I have this urge to masturbate when the images of Dave sucking me kept recurring to me? Was I bi, or curiou...

“Oh…my…God,” Amelia gasped, a hand flying to her mouth with the shock of realisation. My heart dropped like a stone. A choking sensation seized my throat and there was a loud ringing in my ears as the panic of discovery hit me. A look, a hesitation for a fraction of a second too long, a shift in my body language, all had given me away when she made an off-hand comment about how amazing Dion must be in bed. “Oh…my…God, Cla...

They stayed in each other's embrace for a few minutes before Alex withdrew his now soft cock from her cunt and slowly got up. Charlotte yearned for his touch, but she knew that he was a customer after all. Alex got up and walked to the curtains he had closed earlier. He opened them, and Charlotte could see the sun setting, painting the room all shades of red and orange, and more importantly, a crowd of commoners cheering...

Marty Wingate’s heart pounded and his stomach lurched when he saw the blue light flashing in his rearview mirror. The quick whoop of the short siren was unnecessary as he had already pulled over to the side of the road. He pulled out his insurance card and drivers license having no doubt whatsoever as to why he was being stopped. He was speeding… Through his own neighborhood. The motivation was real. The need to get there...

It starts with rope. He lets us tie him up—willingly, almost smugly—as if he thinks this is just a game. His wrists are bound to the headboard, stretched above his head. His chest is bare, his arms flexing every time we shift on the bed. He’s watching us—intensely—while his cock twitches under the thin fabric of his boxers. He’s hard. So fucking hard. And we haven’t even touched him yet. We crawl up beside him—one on each...

On Saturday morning, my sassy wife started taunting me with pics of her freshly shaved pussy along with erotic suggestions for what we’d do later in the day. Can’t wait for you to plunge into me and take me hard, fast, and deep. I spent most of the day hard as a rock and eager to ravage her. At about 3:00 in the afternoon, she stood naked in the doorway of our bedroom, crooking her finger, beckoning me. When I reached the...

As our relationship was maturing, I was turning into a beautiful doll, always ready to serve my love, my doctor. My visits to his house became more frequent. The moment I step into his den and see this gorgeous man, I, in my mind, turn into the most subservient female that one could ever imagine. I become weak on my legs with just one intention, and that is to serve my master. He wanted to see me transform into a sexy lad...