It seemed that nothing I did helped wash away the sins of the last two hours of my life. I tried to wash away my sexual transgression as I stood beneath the shower, the water rushing across my ultra-stimulated body. I could still feel him inside of me, pulsing and thrusting. "No!" I told myself as I stepped out to dry myself. I knew that no amount of scrubbing could erase the memory of what I had allowed to happen. As I w...

My little shop on the corner… This morning, while drinking my coffee, I chatted with my husband, who was a thousand miles away, brokering some business merger. He had been gone for fifteen days and was coming home that night. To say I was sexually frustrated would have been an understatement. The weekend before he left for his trip, we practically broke the bed frame with the intensity of our lovemaking. Fifteen days late...

The bell above the door chimed as Sierra and Karen stepped into Luxe Lace, the Gold Coast’s most decadent little lingerie boutique. The place glittered with satin ribbons, jeweled straps, and mirrors that promised trouble. “Oh, we are so going to be a distraction in here,” Sierra said, her lips curling into a grin. Karen raised an eyebrow. “Correction—you’re going to be the distraction. I’m here purely for… research purpo...

Rachel had been quiet the entire ride home from Jeff’s place. Bertie wasn’t sure how to break the silence – what do you say to someone who’s just watched their grown sister take a bare-bottom spanking? He’d had maybe twenty minutes to decide how to play this conversation, but all of his options had been dependent on reading Rachel’s expression when she returned. And she was… inscrutable, maybe dealing with some conflictin...

After just a few minutes of her hard girl-cock abusing my throat she pulled out and stepped back. The look of disappointment on my face registered with her immediately. “We have all the time in the world, babe,” she said reassuringly. “Besides, I want to go get dressed for you — properly dressed.” I leaned forward and kissed her girl-cock on the head. “Mmm, great idea, hon,” I said. “Let’s get dressed!” Jaymie picked up h...

Lydia's life was turned upside down on her 19th birthday. Her mother and aunties had conspired to set her up with Robert, a 28-year-old man, for an arranged marriage. Though she tried to develop feelings for him, Robert was unromantic and didn't reciprocate her advances. Frustrated, Lydia went out with friends to a movie night, dressed provocatively in a short skirt and low-cut top. To her shock, a stranger sitting next t...

As the holiday season approached, Sarah and Natalie found themselves in the midst of a wild adventure, one that would lead them to explore their sexual boundaries and push them into uncharted territories. It all began when Natalie suggested they embark on a foursome with two guys, a proposition that left Sarah feeling both intrigued and apprehensive. "A foursome? Nat, I'm not sure I'm ready for that!" Sarah exclaimed, her...

John had left me covered in his and my own cum with the promise of more to follow on my birthday. He'd also said that he loved my red matching outfit and would love me to wear a different colour. The ensemble I had on was in no fit state to be worn again (covered in spunk and torn in a couple of places), but I had plenty of others to replace it. About a week before my birthday, I had the expected call from John - the comi...

Being a big tit addict, and having shagged many posh women with massive boobs, I suppose I asked for it. It was the end of August and I had been invited to the palatial estate of that cock crazy trollop Baroness Kathleen Emily's do's. Her fine house was located in Dorking in Surrey and was on fifty acres of Edwardian grandeur. The Baroness and her better half, the usually absent Baron, had shaped the house into what it is...

In the three years since the barber had used my mouth, university had gone well for the most part. I had made some straight guy friends through playing sports, and I ended up living in a house with them for the remainder of my time at uni. The sports, in turn, caused me to put on a bit of muscle. I was by no means bulky, more just athletic now, as opposed to having the frame of a skinny girl like I used to have. I met ano...

The gentle rays of the Sunday morning sun filtered through the emerald canopy of maple leaves. This particular day of the week held special significance for Major Elaine Garcia. It was a brief respite from her meticulously tailored blue Army Service Uniform that hugged every curve of her body like a second skin—from the crisp collar that teased her neck with its starched edges, to the form-fitting jacket that contrasted h...