Allegra knew that Enzo had only suggested the Academia for their date to impress her. But, standing beneath Michaelangelo’s David, she saw that even he was not so dull of soul as to be unimpressed by the craftsmanship. Shirtless, David’s abs had been far more impressively toned. But Enzo’s flesh pleased the eye more. Was it fair on David to compare their cocks, when Allegra had only seen the giant killer flaccid? Hardly....

Once upon a night of thunder, While I shook my head in wonder, At the latest round of incest tales and the smut we all adore. Suddenly, a slight vibration (Almost like wand masturbation) Announced a whatsapp message from an ex of long before. Eagerly, I read the missive, Which wondered if I felt permissive, On this wild and windy evening, did my body feel in need? Well, my husband was off earning, So to satisfy my yearnin...

“So what flavour would you like?” Maria gave a guffaw that turned heads in the pharmacy. “I’m serious, you have to think about these things! Unless you’re thinking of going down as nature intended it?” “My God! Keep it down!” “Keeping it down is not the idea of the evening.” Maria and Lucia had laughed so much that day that by now they were almost helpless with giggles. “Want some lube? Yeah, you want some lube.” “How muc...

"The incumbent President will host an election night party at her Alaska mansion..." The President laughed. "That's what they think," she chuckled, watching the vice-president's wife take down the First Gentleman's trousers and commence blowing him. Turning to her Democratic rival, who, that very day, she had called a "Communist" on Fox, she nodded. "All signs point to a hung congress," said the anchor, as the two nominee...

“How is she?” “The same, Mr. Anguera.” “Emma’s head isn’t covered any more.” “No. She pulled the covers off after sunset.” “But she was still unconscious?” “Yes.” “It’s been three days and two nights. What is the longest you’ve seen someone sleep?” “People can be in comas for years and come out alive.” “But my daughter isn’t in a coma. The brain-scan guy was very clear about that. How long can she stay asleep naturally?”...

Had Takabuti known it was the last hour of daylight she would ever see, she would have chosen to spend it differently. She would likely have gone to the great temple of Amun Ra to pray to the Gods, where she’d have asked that they favour her in the afterlife and reunite her with her parents. The sunset streaming through her window lit up her face as she prepared for her tryst with Meru. She knew she had better enjoy it; I...

The sofa broke my fall with a gentle bounce that propelled me back onto his body, into his arms. I leant up, and our mouths melded seamlessly into one. We both fumbled with the other’s clothes, kissing frantically. What I remember is how much nicer it felt when I’d guided his fingers to the right place! There was no pain. Strangely, baring my breasts for him felt more intimate than removing my knickers. Then, I recall the...

My name is Joana, although most people call me Jo. I was born to Colombian parents, but have lived in Spain all my life, so I’m definitely Latina. I had a pretty normal upbringing and a few early boyfriends. But my life changed forever when I got pregnant by mistake when I was nineteen. It was with Lukas, a guy I’d been seeing on and off. It was just an accident. Isn’t it strange? One little hour of sex between two people...

“Three, two, one…cheezu!” Alicia. D moved closer to her brother Borja, and both held up their medals for the camera. “To the Domenechs, only the third set of twins to both win an Olympic medal on a single day!” “To the team Espana!” Alicia’s arms were so tired that it was an effort to lift her drink. She had crossed the line in the women’s rowing just half an hour before watching her brother triumph from the stands. They...

I walked Bruno in the park yesterday. He had fun lifting his leg and sniffing everything in sight. He saw a bitch and ran to meet her. They jumped and sniffed and wagged their tails. Her owner hurried up. His chest bulged with muscle. He slipped a lead onto his dog, then said hello... Five hours later, my bed was bouncing and there was one less condom in my stash. Marco's hands played with my breasts while I stroked my cl...

My name is Gabriella, and I am a sports journalist. When I heard that the coach of the Spanish women’s Olympic soccer team had been fired for having sex with one of the players, it sounded like just another case of a powerful man abusing his position for sexual gratification. But when I read an interview with the player at the heart of the matter, I sensed there was something different about this case. Something unusual....

As she stood in the pouring rain, getting increasingly drenched, Celeste thought wryly back to the afternoon three years ago when she had first applied to volunteer at the Paris Olympics. On applying, she had pictured herself handing out medals. She’d imagined that maybe she’d be in charge of sharpening fencing swords or helping the equestrian horses or some other cool role like that. But no. Here she was, holding the umb...

“Well, Mrs. Claus,” said Santa as he sank wearily into his armchair, “It’s only the eighth of July and we’ve finished making all the toys for all the children in the world already. By my count, that’s a record. The elves have certainly excelled themselves this year!” “They certainly have, Santa,” exclaimed his wife, “And so, I think you’ll allow, have we.” “That’s true. I’ve never worked harder in all my years. My sack is...

“You’re so hard!” Nora told Krystoff as she squeezed his penis around the base and pulled her fist upwards to the circumcised tip. They’d been naked for just five minutes. “That’s because I’m in bed with a very sexy woman!” Krystoff replied, throwing himself onto her body. She willingly surrendered, parting her freckled legs and lying back on the pillow. Krystoff loomed over her a moment later and then he was inside her,...

He told me that my cheeks, always rosy, glow brighter as he makes love to me. I would never have known but, apparently, I taste something like sweetcorn between my legs. He told me that, as I approach orgasm, my eyes roll back in my head. It is, I am reliably informed, cute how I am obviously struggling to keep quiet as I come, even when there is no one around and no reason to hold my tongue. Oh, and he’s noticed that, in...