I woke up the next morning to Mike sitting down on the edge of the bed next to me and rubbing my back. His hand slipped under the blanket to reach up my shirt and then down under my panties. He squeezed a handful of my ass, kneading it. I moaned and turned toward him slowly, not wanting to interrupt. “Good morning,” I said groggily. Without opening my eyes, I ran my hands on him, up his arm to squeeze his shoulder, and ov...

“Wait Mike, I think this is it,” I said, stopping in front of a nondescript building and glancing back at the address on my phone after noticing the line of people waiting at the door. There was a sign on the front of the building advertising a law office, but I guessed it was meant to be intentionally misleading, fitting with the speakeasy theme of the bar we were looking for. My husband backtracked and took a closer loo...

It was 10:38 in the morning when Jessica finally got out of bed, following four intense orgasms. She’d woken up wet and horny in an empty house, her kids at sleep-away camp, and her husband at work in the city, and decided on a lazy morning with her favorite toy, a vibrating rabbit-style dildo with a clit-stimulating attachment. She might have gone for round five, but the summer sun streaming through the windows had alrea...