He mumbled something. The swing of the jewel was tantalising—drawing her in, relaxing her… ***** With her mind now feeling tranquil and the ruby and gold necklace adorning her neck, JJ confidently walked into the dining room, where she was greeted by Earnest and her grinning husband. John saw not only his beautiful wife lighting up the room, but he also noticed the red, high-cut slip dress and the bulge of her breasts thr...

A crisp, chilled morning, Yrsa stirred under the thick fur covers of her bed, reluctant to leave the warmth. She willed herself out from beneath them, and for a moment, she admired her youthful naked form before slipping on a thick wool tunic. "Yrsa!" her mother's voice called out sharply, "You'll be late for breakfast. Your father won't wait." Astrid stood in the doorway, hands on hips, her own blonde braids framing a fa...

John knew that it was time to share one more piece of information. He didn't know whether his wife would like it, be worried about it, or simply want to go home—game over! “What do you mean, Hugh is going to pop over?” Janet asked, alarmed… She then added a little sharply, “Explain!” “Okay,” John replied, his hands coming up defensively. “When I mentioned to Mark about the Bushel Pub, he told me that a couple of years ago...

My fingers typed out the hasty message, “Something came up. You’ll have to take an Uber. Sorry.” I hesitated before sending it, knowing he would be disappointed, but felt sure that what I had planned would make up for it. Chris’s flight was due home in two hours. He’d been gone four long weeks for work, which was fairly routine by now. When he was seated on the plane, I would always send him flirty texts telling him what...

I could barely focus on school. The pull between anxiety and euphoria was beyond real. I had fantasies about when I returned home and my daddy lifting me up onto the kitchen counter and fucking me like the horny slut that I was. But then I had the much more realistic fear that I would come home to another lecture about how last night I was wrong and how I shouldn’t think about it or masturbate to it anymore. No matter how...

It was a big year for me. I had just turned twenty-two, graduated from college, started a new job, and moved into my first apartment, all in the same month. I hadn't even been in my new place for a whole week when my aunt called to say that she was in town visiting my mom and had a housewarming gift for me. It was Friday night, and I had planned to go out, but she wouldn't take "no" for an answer, and she'd be here in an...

Every summer, the company's owner throws a party for his employees. He has a few acres well out of town. It comes complete with a four-room house and a good-sized pond. All of us chip in fifty bucks to make it as much fun as possible and help cover the extras for our dates, wives, or whoever. I asked Valerie if she thought her Mom might enjoy the party. “Call Mom and ask her. I think it would do her good. And I think it w...

This is the story of Claire’s awakening—she moved to the city for her first job, but it was the moans bleeding through the ceiling and the filthy notes under her door that lured her into desire, and drove her into obsession. The First Night Claire lay on her bed, taking it all in—her first apartment, her first real job, her first time truly alone in the city. Fresh out of college, a small-town girl now dropped into the ch...