Chapter 9: The Rendevous Marlene leaned into a curiously strained embrace before pulling away, a halting farewell to her husband. His silver hair glinted in the early sun as he stood on the porch, hands tucked in pockets and unaware of her hurried and uneasy departure. She tossed back an excuse the night before that she would be out all day running errands in preparation for their grandson Ryan’s upcoming 5th birthday par...

"You've got to be kidding me," I muttered, glancing at the figure in my favourite cove by the water. The cove was quiet, save for the gentle lap of the waves against the shore. The rocky outcrop was a secret spot I'd discovered when I was a kid, a place where I could be alone with my fears. It was a stark contrast to the noisy world I faced every day, where even a light breeze against my skin felt like an invasion. As I a...

It was a gloomy day in Manhattan. The seasons were shifting, and the city was bracing for nonstop drizzles and cold gusts of wind. Streets shimmered under a wet gray sky, people rushed past with umbrellas, and the air smelled like wet concrete and coffee. As for me—I’m in my mid-20s, and have been in the U.S. for a while now. Pale brown skin, moderately fit thanks to on-and-off workouts, and taller than most from where I...

I woke up around seven on Sunday morning. I checked the next auction on Cloud. Sally had completed cataloguing the lots, so I knew she'd contact me soon for a rendezvous. I showered at eight thirty to find Mum in the kitchen making breakfast. "Mum, no problem. I can take you to the airport at four. Do you know when your return flight is so I can pick you up?" "Barry, that's great. I've left the return open as the next few...

Niklas was 19 and almost done with high school. As a side hustle, and since he was pretty good at school, he gave some private lessons. His parents were divorced, and he lived with his mom, who worked a lot and wasn’t really home much. So most days, he had the flat to himself, and now, being summer, that meant he would usually get stripped the moment he entered. Obviously, he masturbated quite a lot as well. Nobody knew a...

It's morning, and I'm alone in my hotel room. I'm visiting your city on business for a couple of days, and we have agreed to meet up. We have both made room for this in our busy work schedules. You're going to come over, and we're going to try something new that we've chatted about a couple of times. I'm restlessly walking around in the room waiting for you to show up. I'm wearing loose linen trousers and a cotton t-shirt...

Courtney and I had just happened to run into each other in the narrow stairwell in a building on campus. We met on Tinder, hooked up, and went our separate ways almost a year beforehand, due to me entering a relationship soon after our relationship was over at this point). She was short, around 5'2 to my 6'4, with a curvy hourglass figure. I was going down the stairs while she was going up, giving me a nice view of her C-...

She saw. Kissing his assistant as she came to pick him up. In that second, she vowed to humiliate him and get revenge. Humiliated as he slept in bed sheets stained and wet with other men's cum. Humiliated by when they went out, she smelt of other men's sex on her for all to take in. Humiliated that when she did let him fuck her, it was sloppy seconds, or thirds to remind him. Humiliated because of one kiss. A new world wa...

I trembled, gasping, fucked open, used and dripping, caught in the center of it all, my husband’s cum on my tongue, another man’s pumping into my ass. I flopped forward, legs trembling, my body a mess of slick skin, sweat, and cum, some of it drying on my stomach, some of it still leaking from between my thighs. My jaw ached, my ass throbbed, and every nerve in my body felt like it had been played like an instrument. I wa...