Mitch was 29, but a seasoned veteran at his place of work. He was the longest tenured supervisor at the office, having endured a lot of change in leadership over the last several years. It was hard for him to believe that he was pushing a decade this upcoming year. He was known as "the fixer" by most of the other staff. If something was broken, you called Mitch. If someone couldn't find something, you called Mitch. If you...

It was just shy of a week since Becca and I concocted a plan for her to watch me fuck her mother, Agnes. The planning phase alone was a mind-blowing event. The more we planned, the more sexually aggressive Becca got. She would often show up out of the blue, letting herself into my house to suck my cock or for me to fuck her tight teen pussy quickly and roughly. One thing remained a constant: she always wanted to know how...

Kayla’s dorm smelled like lavender air freshener and leftover microwave popcorn. The curtains were drawn even though it was only six in the evening, the glow from a laptop casting blue light over the rumpled twin bed. Adrian pushed into her slowly, trying to find rhythm against the too-thin mattress. She stared at the ceiling, one arm bent lazily over her head, nails chipped pink. “Ugh—wait,” she muttered, frowning. “That...

I remain frozen on the bed, maybe slightly confused as to why Clodagh hung up so soon but I’m drinking in the teenage perfection of the redheaded temptress standing naked in the doorway. When she crawls onto the bed and runs her tongue up my leg from ankle to inner thigh, I forget all about Clodagh’s strange behaviour and lie back to luxuriate as Katie’s tongue sends pulse after pulse of pleasure direct to my core. Eventu...

It was early afternoon the next day when I finished Mrs. Segal's lawn. Her husband had passed away about two years ago, and she had stayed on as one of the coffee klatch. She always had a cold drink ready for me when I finished, and on this hot afternoon I was really looking forward to it. I knocked on her patio door, opened it and called out. She came into the kitchen from the front and, with a beaming smile, told me to...

Stephanie Reeves had just turned thirty-seven, though most people guessed her a few years younger. She still wore her long chestnut hair down past her shoulders, a style her students often complimented, and her figure remained enviable despite two teenage sons. She wasn’t slim like the girls who filled her orchestra room, but she carried her curves with grace — full hips, a soft middle that gave way to a generous bust, an...

Louise was feeling horny; there was no other way of describing it. She knew and enjoyed the feeling, and now she wanted to deal with it. Her husband had left much earlier that morning to attend a rugby match down in London. Louise was alone in their bed, naked and frustrated. Her fingers and trusted Rabbit vibrator hadn’t helped; yes, she had been able to climax using them, but she knew she wanted more this morning. As th...

Evan didn’t even wait a full second before volunteering. When the office manager announced at the end of the day Friday that someone needed to drop a client gift at Mike Carlson’s house over the weekend, his hand shot up before he could stop himself. A boxed bottle of bourbon, meant to impress an important investor Monday morning, had to be delivered so it was there when Mike returned from his trip. Most of the guys groan...