After the sex-crazed misty air subsided, we took a moment to collect ourselves. I stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wash over my tingling skin as I replayed the evening’s intense experience with Azrael in my mind. When I emerged, Azrael was straightening up the living room, downing the last sips of his beer. My eyelids already felt heavy as I slipped under the sheets. Azrael soon joined me, his lithe form pr...

I let out an enormous yawn and stretched my arms high into the air. Azrael briefly looked up from his book, frowning at my sudden movement, but then returned to his reading. I paid no attention to him as I rubbed my face in frustration with my elbows leaning on the desk. "I can't do it anymore. I'll deal with it tomorrow!" I sighed, got up from my chair, and walked to the fridge. Azrael looked so comfy, nestled into a cor...

Asha had been unenthusiastic when her husband, Joel, first suggested renting a cottage in Wales. But, with overseas travel restrictions still in place, she understood that it was either three weeks in Wales or no summer holiday, and she had reluctantly agreed to go. However, two months later, as they left London behind and headed up the M4 motorway, Asha quickly realised the holiday had been a good idea after all. Having...

The moment I step from the cab, it isn’t just my attire that attracts attention. I ooze sexual energy in the Wiccan-style huntress dress, with Grandmother's sixteen-carat garnet pinned close to my heart. As I strut to the curb and along the sidewalk, wives glare, sensing their mate’s lust for me. I’m the bitch; they’re the unneutered dogs, outlines of their erections visible in some of the pants I pass. But I’m no longer...

Deep within a forest in Romania… The Carpathian mountains rising above the dark green silhouettes of the three-hundred-year-old trees were no match for the splendour of the castle, protected within the virgin forest. On its intricately carved balcony, a young woman stood trembling. She’d sensed him, and her toes curled on the cold grey stone. He waited in the shadows, naked, admiring her beauty highlighted by the silvery...

“Are you sure about this, London?” I asked incredulously, looking down at the dimly lit candle that flickered silently between our bodies. She reached across the gap separating us, gently grasping my forearm. When her soft fingertips brushed up against me, my gaze shot upwards, catching hers. “Only of you want to…” she said longingly, her dark brown eyes gazing fixedly into mine. London was a friend of mine. We’d met onli...

Stella had insisted she wanted to give Adrian time to figure things out, and throughout the next week, he had plenty of opportunity to do just that, for she was all he thought about. During sessions with other clients, he remained distracted, and when he was alone in his apartment, he was either pacing the floor, drinking, or furiously masturbating. The urge to jerk off had grown almost compulsive. Even when he was spent...

Adrian gently withdrew from Stella, and when she turned to face him, he couldn't meet her eyes. Instead, he left the bed and began getting dressed. "Adrian," she said. He kept his back to her while buttoning his shirt. "This shouldn't have happened. I'm your therapist, and I've violated a boundary that should never be crossed." "Please don't say that!" Stella hurried toward him, placing a hand on his shoulder. He tried no...

Adrian's smile faded into a frown of concern when he got a closer look at Stella's face. The young woman rose from a chair in the front waiting area, forcing her own smile as she approached him. "Hi, Adrian," she said. Even her voice was lackluster. It was late afternoon, and Stella was his last client of the day. While she sat down on the small couch in Adrian's private office, he closed the door. It was an action he per...

It was a Friday night—three weeks since I’d parted ways with my boyfriend. I’d woken up that morning horny and knowing I needed something better than my silicon dildo that night. That’s how I ended up at the Orange Buffalo after work. Nobody seemed to know where the name arose from, but it was one of the best Friday-night hookup bars in the city. I’d brought my big, knock-off, YSL purse that morning. It contained, among o...

You sit at the breakfast table, awkwardly tapping your fingers as Lilith glares at you in the seat opposite yours. Her one red eye stares at the countless bruises left over from your first meeting with Eari the previous day. You stare in kind at the conspicuous sling that one of her arms is in. Simultaneously, you both turn your gazes over to the house's front hallway, where a number of contractors are busy repairing the...

The conversation throughout the night had led my wife and I towards a rabbit hole of fantasies and other sexual topics. I had always wondered what sex felt like for a woman. I wondered how slutty I might be if I was born female. I told her how I would likely dress provocatively, letting my nipples show through my tops, flash people up my skirt as if it was an accident. Something about a woman with the confidence and desir...

Chapter 1. The Antique Shop Hannah did not choose it. She was just wandering through the streets filled with small shops and restaurants, killing time before the plane back home and looking for places to spend what was left of her local currency. She pushed the door of the shop on impulse, perhaps attracted by its mysterious appearance (but then again, about half the shops there had mysterious appearances), perhaps just b...