Suddenly all the lights went out in the house and the girls broke out in fits of fake screams and laughter. I didn’t join in for either. Instead, I decided to sneak out for a quick cig, hoping to skip a round of the silly game we were playing. Okay, the w...
Becky and Corey met on one of the many kinky dating apps about a year ago. They both had just ended long and dull relationships and wanted nothing serious. They wanted fuckbuddies for occasional great times. Their chemistry seemed to be a perfect match. B...
Maddie grew up in a small village and has lived nineteen years of her life being a good girl. Unlike all her peers she rarely went out and almost never got drunk. She tried cigarettes when she was sixteen but she saw no fun in the coughing and smelly brea...
Here we go again, I think sitting up in bed, No 106 is at it again. It starts like it always does: him bellowing, calling her a slut, her slamming doors, telling him to get out. Muffled talk from her kitchen…Then the rhythmic squeaking of the bed. Her lo...
“Here,“ mum said placing the two weathered wicker baskets – probably hand woven by my nan around the Second World War - into my hand. There had to be some sort of sentiment behind them, as she still insisted on using them even though they were coming apar...
I’m sitting at the bar, waiting for him. He’s late. I’m drinking our favourite cocktail, sucking on the wedge of orange like I always do. But you’re not here to tell me off for being a tease. I’m nervous. And wet. I’ll probably leave a stain on this plush...
Train journeys always make me horny. No idea why. Maybe it’s the frequency of the monotonous clacking and rattling of the wheels. Maybe it’s the mellow vibration. I don’t know, but my thoughts always seem to drift into a certain direction. If a cat’s purr...
I’m so addicted to you and from time to time I really feel guilty about it. Since I’ve met you I tend to neglect previously important things. Then I take my frustration out on you because, at the end of the day, it is your fault. I used to be in control. ...
This comedown is worse than after a drug-fuelled night. My mind finds it impossible to adjust to a new, normal day. The bright morning sun breaking through the blinds is unbearable to my eyes and to my soul, that desperately wants to crawl back to that ot...
Marriott, Forest Hill, I’ve been here before. Walking past the front desk feels almost like foreplay; I love the guessing eyes of the receptionists on me. My black and nude, lace-trimmed Gucci dress is revealing enough, and my make up is loud but both wit...
