There are many tales of love, hate, desire, and revenge. This tale is one of those that start on a warm summer day. It's that warmth you can feel deep down in your soul that makes despair fade into oblivion. On this day, two lives collide and explode into an epic tale of love and lust. Joe came from the wrong side of the tracks. His family is known for their criminal acts and is no strangers to inflicting violence on anyo...

The air is thick, humming with anticipation. I feel it on my skin. Under it. Tingling my fingertips. I know without knowing that you’re feeling the same. Our rendezvous is finally here. From the gentle testing of waters weeks ago, we’ve been drawing each other closer, deeper. A playful inquiry that quickly blossomed. Tentative nerves that melted in the warmth of a connection that took seed and bloomed more vibrantly with...

Weeks drag by in a haze of family life repetition for Jasmine, her husband Frank's autopilot existence that takes her for granted, and the kids' daily routines. But she escaped each night, as her fingers snuck between her thighs, chasing the ghost of Will's thick white cock splitting her open, the memory making her pussy throb with unmet need. As Jasmine folded laundry, her phone vibrated, its screen glowing with the alia...

Veronica woke up again just after 8 am, Saturday morning. John, her husband, had disturbed her around 6 am, and she vaguely recalled him kissing her and whispering into her ear that he was going to the gym. She had stirred slightly, mumbled, then rolled over. Now, as the early morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting long shadows across the bedroom, her eyes slowly adjusted to the light before she blinked ope...

I opened my eyes; it was still dark out. Jim was so close, I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck. I sensed a slight movement from her. Her breathing changed. She smelled wonderful. My senses were being overwhelmed. I could barely restrain myself. The memory of the last night was still fresh in my mind. I still could smell her wonderful aroma. I could still taste her on my tongue. I was rock hard. I kissed her...

I was going to go to the cottage for a few days. Mik was fine at home, and he asked if I minded if his girlfriend stayed, and I simply said, 'Of course not, sweetie, just be, you know, safe.' He gave me 'the look', and I just smiled. Well, it won't help his future if he gets a girl pregnant when he is still in his teens. I packed a few clothes into my little carry bag, and then some food from the kitchen – enough to last...

In the dreamscape of my eighteen-year-old mind, the world outside my bedroom has completely vanished. There is no brand to uphold, no Mother, not even Toto. There is only me and the man who comes to me in the night, my fantasy lover, Daddy. I lie on my back, my breath shallow, my heart beating frantically against my ribs, seeking physical relief from my taboo fantasy. In the depths of my dreams, my fingers move rhythmical...

It was near midnight when Laura staggered into the house, having had a little too much to drink at Amy's birthday party. After stripping off her clothes, she climbed into bed. Luke came into the room and lay down behind his mother, pressing against her naked back. His hard cock slid between her thighs, rubbing back and forth through her folds. Laura looked over her shoulder. "Are you going to fuck me, honey?" "Yes, Mom. I...

I was sitting at my desk one afternoon when I heard the neighbor’s two kids playing in their pool. I turned in my desk chair and looked down from my office window into the neighbor’s backyard. I noticed they had another new nanny right away. A young blonde woman about five feet tall: I guessed that she was in her late teens or early twenties. She was kneeling next to a small kiddie pool as the neighbor’s older son drenche...

I walked in the door to the smell of ribs. If the photo of my wife’s hot, bald cunt she’d sent an hour ago hadn’t already soaked my mouth with hunger, that smoky, sweet barbecue scent would’ve done it. I stepped into the kitchen and there she was: nothing but a tiny red apron tied around her waist, that phat, perfect ass completely bare except for the jeweled plug winking at me between her cheeks. Her hand was between her...