While sitting alone at my desk, my mind starts to wander, and before too long, so do my hands. I lean forward and grab my sex toy, a vibrator designed to stimulate the head of my penis. I slide the cylindrical toy over the upper part of my shaft and head with ease while my cock throbs in anticipation. As I close my eyes, I feel my dick graze the ribbed inside of the silicone toy. Each change in texture sends intense pulse...

"Liz" was getting ready for her first session in years. She was freshly showered and shaved, her hair styled to emphasize her natural auburn curls. She'd picked out a soft lavender robe to wear over her new lingerie - a babydoll in emerald silk with black lace trim and a black lacey thong to match. The vivid green brought out the gold tones in her hazel eyes. When she was in college, Liz used to provide erotic massages at...

Miss Campbell placed the pile of broadsheets and the magazines on her vanity unit. She then walked over to the bed and unstrapped Chris’ wrists and ankles and demanded him off of the bed and over to the wall near the door on the left side of the bedroom. He took all the loose newspapers off of himself but remained in the sheets that were taped around his arms and legs. Standing on the right side of the bedroom, stood with...

It had been almost a month since I gave Bo his first experience with anal sex. Needless to say, he couldn’t get enough. As much as I had loved fucking my boyfriend for the first time, I had to be the strong one and force him to wait at least two or three days between each session. “You know it’s not safe or healthy to have anal sex as often as you want it, Bo,” I had to tell him the Friday before Halloween on the way to m...

Mia Underwood rolled over in bed, feeling the cool metal of her cybernetic limb brush against the warm flesh of Takeshi's bare chest. The room was bathed in the soft glow of the neon lights that pierced through the blinds, painting the floor with a rainbow of colour that were spread across the warm wooden surfaces of her apartment. The faint hum of Neo Tokyo's endless activity was a soothing lullaby that filled the air. S...

Arriving fifteen minutes early was a small triumph. At five months pregnant, every small accomplishment felt monumental—getting dressed, putting on socks, and attempting to move with grace when my body felt anything but graceful. Still, I'd made it, and that small victory felt like a win for the day. Besides, Emily, my masseuse, wouldn't have minded if I arrived late. She didn't mind. That understanding was one of the rea...

"Liz" was getting ready for her first session in years. She was freshly showered and shaved, her hair styled to emphasize her natural auburn curls. She'd picked out a soft lavender robe to wear over her new lingerie - a babydoll in emerald silk with black lace trim and a black lacey thong to match. The vivid green brought out the gold tones in her hazel eyes. When she was in college, Liz used to provide erotic massages at...

My wrists and ankles were secured to the brass bed. I was blindfolded. Megan’s lips were latched onto my clit like a suction cup. The blood was rushing through my body as she made me come many times over. She finally let go, looked up at me, and said, “I love how you taste.” It was hard to believe that just two weeks ago, Megan had never been with a woman. She went from a virtuous, Christian, sexually frustrated wife, and...