Darran studied the bruise on Mei's ass cheek as she got out of the shower, his heart thumping in his chest like a drum. "How did this happen?" he asked, his voice tight. Mei's eyes flickered down to her phone, then back up to meet his. "Oh, it's nothing," she replied casually, brushing it off. "I just fell down the stairs. Clumsy me." Darran's gaze remained fixed on the bruise, his mind racing with possibilities. Mei had...

Chapter One: Ink and Instinct The Velvet Room pulsed with heat and intention—bass throbbing through the floorboards, lights casting long shadows, bodies pressed together like secrets desperate to be told. Nestled in a side street in Soho, it wasn't just a bar; it was a ritual. A space where lust wore lipstick and loneliness dressed itself in leather. Where eye contact could undo you, and anonymity was foreplay. Elise Harp...

Chapter 1: The Invitation I’m Zainab, a 27-year-old woman, carrying a story that has lingered just beneath the surface for too long. Today, I’m sharing it with Bella—the most tantalising secret of my life, one that began when I was 19, in the months leading up to my wedding. Back then, I was the picture of innocence, wrapped tightly in the modest traditions of my upbringing. But beneath those layers, there was a part of m...

“That’s it you nasty, skinny slut,” the tall blonde woman tells me. “Suck that cock like the ugly little whore you are.” The woman is pulling my short, copper-colored hair hard, and I am whimpering from the pain and aroused from the pleasure the pain is giving me. Just an inch from my face is the faux, flesh-colored, large seven-inch penis of the woman’s strap-on that is glistening from my saliva. The woman had been fucki...

Ryan and I haven’t seen each other since Canada. And now he’s here in Chicago and we are stealing a few hours together. I left my friend’s bachelorette party early and walked down a few blocks to Ryan’s hotel. As I enter his hotel, he’s exiting the elevator at the back of the lobby. I move across the marble floor and down a few steps into a seating area where we meet and collide. No words; none are necessary, just hungry...

Breakfast at 16-year-old Kota's house was always a little unusual. Kota’s mom, Lara, the epitome of a modern MILF, age 36, with her auburn hair pulled back in a messy bun and an apron hugging her curvy figure, bustled about, serving up breakfast for her children. Her sweet, nurturing smile never wavered, even when the conversation took a rather... intimate turn. "So, Kota," she began, placing a stack of fluffy pancakes in...

Susan looked down at the ring on her finger before directing her attention outside the plane's window. She was eager to get back home to Eddie and Krissy. Her job had kept her out of town on business for most of the month and she really wanted to feel her husband's embrace and his delicious cock inside of her. She wanted to spend time with Krissy and perhaps introduce her to a whole new world of sexual delights. She had n...

My panties dampened when Tommy called and said he was back in Texas. He was a ruggedly handsome cowboy. Tall and lean, with a fit, muscular body, he knew how to please me. I went to his ranch and he showed me around. In the stables, he kissed me and pulled off his shirt. In a passionate embrace, we fell to the straw-covered floor. With open arms and legs, I received my stud, making up for lost time, my climax endless. Rol...

Jeff is working late again. It’s not unusual. He works late most nights. Billable hours are what they call it and my husband is addicted. In a way I am glad. These are my private moments. I need them. Between looking after the kids from early in the morning, rushing to my part-time job, trying to keep up with community volunteer work and finally getting the kids to bed, I am exhausted. After the kids are down, I go to my...