The water cascaded down their bodies like a veil of secrecy, shrouding them from the world outside. Alyssa stood frozen, her eyes fixed on the tile floor as she tried to will away the butterflies in her stomach. She had never been one for intimacy, and yet here she was, standing in the shower with Noah. He shifted uncomfortably beside her, his eyes darting towards hers before quickly looking away. They had always been fri...

In the waning moments of our previous tale, "The Pizza Guy's Wife: Act One," we found ourselves enmeshed in a whirlwind of hedonism: from the water-soaked revelry of a T-shirt contest to the voyeuristic thrill of watching the pizza guy's wife retreat with my husband and their chosen paramours. We had indulged in carnal pleasures in the dim glow of a theatre, both with mouths full of popcorn and cum. Fucked with the rhythm...

Matt’s hands were still shaking despite being on the steering wheel of his car. He was out for a drive in the countryside, roof down, with the breeze tousling his hair, when the message on his mobile phone came through. He pulled over to the side of the road and read it. Staring at it for ages, the message still didn’t sink in. He understood what it said; he just didn’t expect to see it. When he put the pub’s name, ‘The W...

Silvia On the way home from Anza's and our first date, I was feeling exuberant. We'd made a little love, and Anza enjoyed it and wanted more. Sadly, our schedules were the only thing keeping us apart, and the fact that we both didn't feel that her daughter, Simone, might freak if Anza and I were really open with our affection. We were going to go slow and gradually expose Simone to us, holding hands and kissing. What happ...

Oh gosh, where to start. I guess I'll start with dinner at Anza's and Simones. It was amazing, to put it mildly. The food was so delicious, it made what we ate in Costa Rica seem like everyday stuff. Anza had brought home some Barbacoa from the restaurant, so that was the base for all we ate. It was actually Vacío asado, which is brisket. There are different meats, but that's what Anza brought home. We had a chimichurri s...

They arrived back at Sally’s apartment in the early evening. Austin grabbed her bag from the trunk and carried it in. He put it in her bedroom, and when he returned, found Sally in the kitchen putting some water on for a hot drink she figured he would like. He looked to her as though he was going to bolt for the door. “I’m making some tea for you,” she stated with concern for his demeanor. He just stood there, seemingly g...

A week after Valentine's Day, Megan spent the night at Esperanza's house watching her daughter, Simone. I'd sort of been expecting a dinner invitation for Megan and me, but that hadn't occurred, and I wasn't going to ask. It was nice that she trusted Megan, with Simone not having known her for very long. I know I'm biased, but Megan is a doll. When Megan returned home that night, we sat down and talked. I asked how watchi...

As the sunrise filtered in through Marion's bedroom window, I felt the warm wisp of his breath on the back of my neck, his hand still cradling my cock and balls and the nascent development of his morning woody nestled in the crease of my legs. My mind leaped back to last night and everything that had happened. My own woody began developing. Reaching behind me, feeling his fleshy pole, semi-hard, I turned toward him while...

After arriving back at Ed’s home, their lovemaking continued. They were two people who simply couldn’t get enough of each other. Following an orgasm, each of them would think they had reached a stopping point, only to be swept into another surge of lust and need. It was after 10:00 when Ed got out of bed and left the bedroom. Devin assumed he was going to the kitchen to retrieve something to drink. They had both been pant...