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...

“Okay, Rob deals first since he won last week,” Justin said, checking the notebook where he kept a running record of their weekly poker nights. It had been a tradition since they’d taken a trip to Vegas to celebrate their 21st birthdays nearly ten years earlier. “Three weeks in a row now, isn’t it?” David asked, handing the deck of cards to Rob and passing out four sets of chips. “That’s right!” Rob gloated. “Going for a...

Casey sat at her desk outside the boardroom, browsing her favorite online lingerie stores. She came across a new strappy bodysuit with a completely open design aside from a small patch of sheer fabric to cover the bikini area and added it to her cart. One requirement of her secretarial job was a consistently refreshed wardrobe of sexy outfits and undergarments. Her boss, Mr. Skyler, had given her a corporate credit card f...

12 Years Later Mark I spotted her from the stands at the swim meet, wearing shorts and a polo shirt with the Alto Swim Club logo, her long, dirty-blonde hair tied up in a ponytail. She had a stopwatch around her neck and held a clipboard to her chest. My heart pounded as I watched her talking and laughing with the other coaches. According to the heat sheet, her team had two swimmers in the finals for the thirteen-to-forte...

Mark I rearranged my schedule to take a long lunch at the end of the week, planning on swinging by my girlfriend Sam’s place for a quickie. I’d been busy at work on top of needing to be extra cautious at home with my wife, Heather, so it had been a while since I had time to see Sam. She’d been understanding about all of it, but I could tell she was getting frustrated with me. I had a feeling she was holding back from shar...

Molly “Ohh, that feels good,” I moaned as Josh teased me with his tongue. His warm breath tickled my inner thighs and caused my pussy to clench and my legs to clamp around his head. He tugged me closer to him by my hips and moaned into me, pressing his tongue in between my lips. My body writhed in response; my back arched, and my toes curled. I was getting so lost in the feeling of Josh’s mouth on me that I didn’t hear th...

Mark It was a Saturday night, and my wife Heather and I were attending a fundraiser at the rec center where my girlfriend Sam worked and taught swim lessons for my kids. I knew it was reckless, but the thrill of sneaking around with Sam was irresistible. And beyond that, she made me feel so desired, which I rarely felt at home. As soon as Heather and I stepped inside, I looked around for Sam. I quickly spotted her at the...

Sam On our last night in Boston, Mark and I decided we couldn’t end our trip without checking out the hotel’s outdoor hot tub. It was a perfect, chilly, late spring night, and the only thing keeping me from feeling fully content was the knowledge that our bubble of bliss was about to pop. Normal life and Mark’s family would be waiting when we returned to Chicago. “I hate that this week is already over,” Mark said, as if r...

Sam I woke up alone in the hotel bed and checked the clock on the bedside table. 9:43 AM. Mark must’ve let me sleep in after another late night of orgasms, rather than waking me as he was leaving for work. I moaned contentedly and luxuriated in the cozy bed, stretching my limbs and enjoying the soft, cool sheets on my bare skin. As I reached onto Mark’s side of the bed, my hand brushed over something. I found a postcard-s...

Sam I shivered in my seat at the trendy Boston restaurant where Mark and I were eating. It could’ve been the cool breeze flowing through the outdoor dining area, chilling the June evening air. Or it could’ve been the egg-shaped vibrator in my pussy that Mark was controlling with the app on his phone. “Cold?” he asked with a smirk. “I’m not sure,” I chuckled, struggling not to moan as he increased the intensity of the vibr...

Sam It was really rainy when Mark and I landed in Boston. A good excuse to spend our first night at the hotel, enjoying some alone time together in the room. We fucked over and over, and lay around eating room service and talking while we recuperated. It felt so exciting having Mark all to myself for a little while. I smiled when I noticed how nice it was that he didn’t have to keep checking his phone to see how much time...

Mark Before I met Sam, I thought my cheating days were behind me. Although I still look back on my first affair with my coworker Monica as one of the most fun parts of my life, it was also stressful. The lying and sneaking around became harder and harder to keep up with until I couldn’t. Inevitably, my wife Heather discovered our texts, including some racy pictures, which I’d forgotten to delete. I wasn’t sure we’d be abl...

Sam After my slutty weekend, my thoughts kept returning to Friday night, my first group sex and bisexual experience with my friend Jenna. I realized I was curious to try more things with her and daydreamed about it that week during class. I turned myself on, imagining what else could happen, and what else I might want to try. So, I decided to talk to Jenna about it. We both worked as lifeguards and swim instructors at the...