Kevin laid the diary on the kitchen counter after reading the first couple of sentences. “A lecture on the economic outlook for the 1930s, eh?” Cassie gave him a thin smile. “Yeah, I have a feeling it was a wee bit optimistic.” Kevin chuckled. “Y’know, I saw a Betty Boop cartoon this morning—” “You were watching Betty Boop?!” “Sure, why not? She’s hot, and the TV was still on channel 38 from the Sox game last night. Anywa...

Tonight is the night. The culmination of one of my secret fantasies that has gnawed at my mind for months. I'm finally going to cross that threshold, and I refuse for this moment to be anything less than sublime. For the occasion, I treated myself to this lingerie set that hugs my curves like a second skin: a deep purple lace bodysuit, its rich hue dancing against my pale skin. The matching garter belts stretch sheer stoc...

Emma woke up suddenly. Her face was against Nathan’s warm chest. She felt one of his hands absently playing with her red curls while the other held the phone, his eyes glued on the screen. “You sleep well, my love?” he murmured. “Yeah,” she replied simply, her mind fogged. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to her neck. She felt him pressing his nose into Emma's neck, taking a deep breath, “I love your scent,” he adde...

We frequently have this conversation while she’s looking over her shoulder: “Why can't you stay hard back there? Most guys love doggy-style.” “I’m not most guys.” “Obviously.” “I guess jerking off to Penthouse conditioned me to get hard for faces and tits, not asses.” But tonight? Boner pills! Kneeling behind her, I ease my stiff cock inside, pumping slowly before grabbing her shoulders and pounding her pussy without merc...

Old Savannah, late July. Boutique hotel, balcony doors open to the midnight whirring of cicadas. We’d taken a step back, sharing a bed but nothing further. Until tonight… Smearing a bloody handprint onto the crisp white sheets, I hover over her and sink my cock into her iron-scented snatch. “C-Can I call you my fuckdoll?” “You can call me that.” “You’re such a hot fuck,” I rasp, then panic. “But you’re more than that!” Sh...

At the party, my boyfriend just steps away, I eye Marc with a smug smile. Almost arrogant. “You're losing your time. You’ve got no chance. No way I’m cheating on my boyfriend.” An hour later, in an upstairs bedroom, I’m on my knees, his hands gripping my red curls. His cock thrusts into my mouth. Hard. “What about your boyfriend now?” he sneers, before a savage roar, unloading completely, part of his hot release dripping...

Katie doesn’t call around on Tuesday. I spend the whole day on edge and get nothing done. Friday morning, I watch Clodagh pack her weekend bag and give her a long, languid kiss at the front door before she heads to work. She’ll go straight from work to the train station and catch the train to Dublin to be ready for the conference on Saturday morning. By the time I come in from work on Friday afternoon, Aoife and Katie are...

Her tight cunt makes my mid-sized dick feel huge as she rides me, grinding her copper wirebrush stubble against my groin. “Oh, fuck, you’re hitting my G-spot!” It’s been decades since a woman reached orgasm with my cock inside her, so I figure we should do it simultaneously. Groaning, I pump a huge load into her hot slit as she climaxes. “Do you wanna eat your cum out of my pussy?” “Maybe—” I puff. “Yeah?” She nods and cl...