Mark's airplane was in a few hours. A trip to a conference and an opportunity to reconnect with Sarah, an old flame, now John's fiancée. Mark's new girl for three months now, came home to give him a ride. But not before riding him like she knew he liked. She shoved him onto the bed, straddling deep, nails gouging, grinding savage and making him cum in minutes, gasping her name. At the airport's bathroom, just to be sure,...

The affair had started several weeks ago. In fact Zack had seen Mel before, crossing the road with her two kids, but it wasn’t until he was parked in the small resident’s car park on her secluded estate that he realised the woman he had objectified to himself lived there. She’d caught his eye because she was the quintessential MILF - pretty, curvy, big tits clamped down in a hefty bra, tight T-shirt and jeans which compli...

I stepped into the general store, grocery list in hand. The place was pretty much empty, and I realized I'd arrived during the mid-morning lull. Aside from a man in bib overalls strolling the aisles, there was only the clerk behind the counter. Our eyes met, and she smiled at me. "Can I help you find something?" I ventured closer, returning her smile. "Well, I'm here for the summer, helping my grandmother fix up her house...

"It's been months, Sofie. Don't you think it's time you stopped sulking and moved on? That ass doesn't deserve you or your tears," her best friend said as he sipped on his third cup of coffee. At twenty-five, Ezra Bourdain, the youngest cardiologist at Mercy General, was the most supportive man she'd ever met. Besides his wonderful personality, he could charm the panties off the rudest patient without even batting an eyel...

As dawn slipped through the curtains, I hovered between sleep and waking, my wife Sarah’s hand already inside my boxers, her fingers wrapped around my cock. She stroked me with slow, steady pressure, her grip firm and certain, dragging along my length until I was hard and throbbing in her palm. The sheets beneath me were already warm and slightly damp with our shared heat, clinging to my back and thighs. I didn’t want to...

Oh God, where do I even begin? It’s almost terrifying how a single moment can unravel you, tearing away the fabric of your everyday self and leaving you exposed, quivering, and electrified. I’m not one for bearing my secrets to the world, but tonight, as I sit here with the aftershocks of that encounter still throbbing between my legs, I feel compelled to spill every filthy detail. Call it catharsis, or maybe just a despe...

"I see you everywhere I go," he whispers. "You're all I think about." Knowing he would be alone, I'd stopped by his house on some innocent errand. We hadn't even made it inside. Leaning against the high brick wall bordering his property, I lifted my dress. My lack of panties allowed him to effortlessly enter me. As he now fucks me hard and fast, I fantasize about being caught. I love being impaled on his cock; I love the...

Following our trip to Zurich, Daphne and I had no further physical contact other than a lingering hug at her leaving drinks. Even without our one-night tryst, I would have missed her as a colleague. The energy she brought to the team was going to be difficult to replace. As the weeks wore on, we all adjusted. There was no choice, as the first quarter of the new year was surprisingly busy. So busy in fact, that it was comm...

Whenever I drift into erotic reverie, my mind is consumed by one of two men. I alternate between them in my fantasies, and my selection depends on my mood. Imagining one man makes me come faster, while imagining the other makes me come harder. The first man? My husband, Seth. I don't know if that's surprising or to be expected, seeing as how we've been together over five years. Bearded and strong, the way he fucks often b...