We're only the support act but the way we have the small audience jumping, it's like we're the main event. The basement bar is tiny, cramped, industrial, sweaty. The kind of place cockroaches would wipe their feet to enter. My pounding beat that drives Christian’s grungy guitar licks, Matt’s booming bass, and Trent’s throaty vocal pings off the exposed pipework overhead, spreading the wall of sound to the 200-strong crowd...

A while ago, my husband and I discussed that we should try an FFM threesome. We came onto this topic one night when we were drinking and talking about our younger days. He started moving way back in the conversation to when I was much younger. He told me he used to come visit, but because we couldn’t do anything with my parents being home, he would, when he went home, watch lesbian porn and masturbate to relieve himself o...

// A Recap: A final year engineering student, Maya wants to break free from her traditional family's strict rules. Getting placed in an MNC job is her key to freedom. She attains it successfully by getting placed in a UK based MNC. She has one month to fly to London. She decides to unleash her secret “side B” to explore her desires and hidden fantasies. Losing her virginity before flying to the UK is her ultimate goal, bu...

My girlfriend and I had planned to meet one afternoon up in the mountains. I pulled up next to her car on a side road and got in the backseat with her. We started kissing and immediately I started feeling her braless tits. She had a button-up shirt on so as we kissed, I unbuttoned it and started rolling her hard nipples between my fingers. After a few minutes I leaned over and started sucking first one then the other nipp...

Is every sexual fantasy meant to be realized? Tonight, as I talk with my husband, I wonder. "You can't be serious!" I exclaim, trying not to raise my voice. "How could you imagine me doing such a thing?" "Relax, Evelyn. I am just suggesting it because you seem to fantasize a lot about it lately." "Fantasize is the keyword here," I insist. "Just because a book turns me on does not mean that I want to turn fiction into real...

The whole day I kept wondering if anyone knew. Luis didn’t say a word. No awkward stares. No weird tension. He moved through the day steady as ever. If he told anyone, he was more discreet than I gave him credit for. Still, I couldn’t shake the heat that clung to me. Every glance from the guys made me wonder. Every passing smirk felt a little too long. I worked through the burn in my thighs and the ache in my arms, pushin...

After fifteen years of marriage, you feel like a stranger to me. I watch you lift a wineglass to your lips during dinner, a gesture you've made countless times in my presence, yet it's now utterly unfamiliar. Because you are. When did it start? Months ago? Years, maybe? I can't pinpoint the exact moment you began drifting away. We don't fight about sex or money; we have plenty of both. There's no obvious wedge between us....

My daughter Kylie and I could almost be twins. People sometimes mistook us for each other. Most of the time, we felt like best friends! Perhaps this stems from having her at such a young age and raising her on my own. I am so proud of my daughter. She was completing a course in media and film production. My daughter and I are close, and she often confides in me. This morning, we discussed her past boyfriends, during which...

You wounded me deeply, finding some kind of perverse pleasure in it, and I was thinking of all the things I wanted to say - do, while you stood there in the doorway lazily smoking your cigarette. There was a self-satisfied smirk twisting your lips, and I closed my eyes, picturing me slapping it from your face, hearing the resounding crack, letting it echo through the halls of my mind, and feeling the fulfillment of my han...

I stared up at Enid, too stunned to speak. Had my neighbor, who had to be at least fifty years my senior, really just asked me to eat her pussy? Abruptly, I released my hold on her tits. She continued stroking my cock, which remained stubbornly hard. "Enid," I finally said, "I think this has gone too far." She raised her eyebrows. "Really, Hank, you mean to tell me you don't go down on your pretty girlfriend?" Of course I...

On an unassuming Saturday afternoon, the quiet hum of the refrigerator and the clinking of silverware against plates filled the kitchen of the suburban home. The scent of a hastily prepared lunch—spaghetti and meat sauce with a side of garlic bread—lingered in the air. The sunlight filtered through the dusty blinds, casting a lazy pattern of shadows across the floor. Michaela, dressed in her blue and green button dress wi...

Lacey bounces out onto the balcony, her energy bubbling over as she hurries over to Dick, who is standing with a relaxed stance, eyes fixed on the scene below. She grins brightly, her hands gesturing animatedly. "Guess what? Tasha and Seth will be up soon! They're just wrapping up down there. I think I heard heavy breathing. I swear, they're having more fun than us." She twirls slightly, her eyes twinkling with excitement...