I woke up to the sound of a knock on the door. As I opened my eyes, I could see the beginnings of the day streaming through the sheer curtain. I felt the light cloth around my neck and brought my hand up and touched it, remembering what it was and what it represented. The knock repeated, stirring me out of my thoughts. I raised my upper body up. "Come in," I called. The door opened, and Tracy was there, wearing only a smi...

An ache so loud you almost despair, One you know will bring tender care. You feel the lightning rising, There’s no point in disguising. Every jolt… jump-starts your heart, It’s torture while you’re apart. Every bolt… boils your blood, It’s pleasurable while you start to flood. Under his touch, they refuse to fade away, Your soul is lost in sinful, seductive disarray. He breaks in the daylight, making it feel irrevocably r...

The beachfront apartment on the coast was a new beginning for Cal. Recently divorced, he had an ex, two kids and a dog back in the city. It would take a while to get the place sorted the way he liked it, but he was enjoying designing the décor and buying new furniture. Cal was a computer programmer and worked from home, although that was proving tricky without WIFI. The useless internet company promised it would be set up...

We waited on the couch. I was naked and she wore a simple linen gown. Listening carefully to the sounds of passion growing behind the bedroom door, we made ready. My body arranged to her satisfaction, legs spread wide and hips angled high, Connie knelt between and tongue-readied my waiting cunt. After a deep-throated growl from the other room, Jimmy's girlfriend joined us, baster in hand. "Someone's looking juicy," she sm...

1. Rudolph Mueller sat in the Almaty Tea House, stirring his rich Kazakh tea while pretending to look at his phone. In fact, he was watching for the asset that the Agency had arranged for him to meet. His real self, Jim Cochran, could wait all day. Rudolph, his cover identity for the last three months, was growing impatient. He had to get back to the office. At last he spied a likely candidate. A woman walked down Gogol S...

I smile down at him, grinding my furry snatch into his hips. Hearing the door creak open, his eyes fly wide. “Shh,” I purr, pinning his shoulders to the mattress, kissing him hard, feeling his cock swell. From behind, a calloused hand presses my breasts against the young man’s chest while the other prepares my anus with my own wetness. I tense, eagerly waiting for my husband’s cock to join my lover’s inside me. Together,...

They were among friends, trusted friends, people who knew the rules. Jayne and Drew had been to a couple of these sex parties and had quickly established themselves as an in-demand couple. This time around it had fallen to them to devise the “ice-breaker”, the game or activity that would help everyone relax and get the party started. Jayne and Drew had thought about this for a couple of weeks; they wanted their idea to be...