Before I knew it, my panties were off. Mac and Jon looked at me hungrily as I pulled my shirt above my tits. Hello! My name is Kat. I am a thirty-two-year-old natural redhead with nice, firm 32C breasts. My slim waist and flat stomach are above a firm, meaty ass. My husband, Kyle, makes me wear the skimpiest bikinis when we go to the beach or pool parties. He has for ten years now. I have to wear short shorts around the h...

Joanna was a mischievous girl, prone to being impulsive and doing things she probably shouldn't have, which got her in trouble sometimes, but nothing too serious. Last Saturday was a good example. The day started as usual, sleeping in, but being a bit undisciplined, she went about the house naked after her shower, had breakfast, and then went to the study to find some music to listen to. Still naked and sitting on the flo...

They didn’t wake up bruised, at least not emotionally, gasping for air, or caught in regret. Mainly because they didn’t sleep. Tommie and Eira couldn’t stop touching. Whispering. Fucking. As if they were high on something none of them dared to taste before, something none of them pretended to understand. “You let him cum inside you?” Tommie had gasped. At first, when the night was still shy. Eira had shrugged, muttered so...

“Red wine,” Eira mumbled, the headache hammering forward under the heat-stuffed tent. “Whatnow?” Anita croaked, still tangled in the too-little-sleep fuzz of morning. Tommie didn’t say anything. Just lay there. Breathing, at least. Same posture Eira had found her sometime in the night. Stark naked, crashed like she’d dragged her body bare through the whole campsite—knees scraped, something sticky matted in her hair. There...

It was stupidly late in the morning when the girls, almost in unison, gasped against the heat, the moisture, the slow suffocation of oxygen already used up and stale inside the tent. It was poetically right when they stomped the dust of the path to the beat of Eye of the Tiger. Something ridiculous about the grace of finding a porta-potty. Tommie couldn’t remember the last piss she took in something resembling a toilet. H...

Breakfast was shy. A little awkward and draped in that silence only strangers who got too wet, too deep, and too honest can wear in the morning. The air was damp with the faint smell of rubber from tired crotches. Nothing coffee couldn’t solve, nothing beer couldn’t salvage. Or so they prayed. Øystein couldn’t hide behind beer, still the designated driver, still sober, still pretending he really hadn’t done the redhead. T...

The first thing I felt when I woke up wasn’t sunlight or the weight of the blanket — it was her warm fingers, slow and deliberate, rolling one of my nipples between them. My eyes fluttered open, and there she was — Teagan — lying beside me, the sheet barely covering her hips, her tanned body lying on her side, looking at me… like she wanted to own me. Her blue eyes locked onto mine the second I stirred, and I noted that f...

The second I heard the knock at the door, my stomach flipped. It wasn’t like I hadn’t been waiting for this — we’d planned it, talked about it way more than I care to admit — but now that Teagan was actually here, the reality of what might happen settled over me like a heavy, nervous fog. I wiped my palms on my shorts, took a steadying breath, and opened the door. There she was. I couldn’t help the way my eyes did a full...

Jody spotted Sue coming up the sidewalk on the other side of the street and ran out to meet her. This time, they made sure they were right on time, ringing Robert's doorbell at exactly the time they were expected. Robert answered the door and welcomed them inside, taking the coat Sue wore since it was a cooler day, hanging it up, and returning to give each of the women a big hug. Then, turning to his role-playing headmast...

My first year on a tough science degree course had ended. My year in a hall of residence finished, and I looked for accommodation for the next year. I found a landlady with a room to rent within reach of the college. She said on the phone that I sounded like the lodger she sought. "Please, come for a face-to-face." When I arrived, the sophistication and beauty of the (I guessed) mid-forties lady were delightful. I was alm...