Jessica I drove my Land Rover Evoque into the garage, pushed the button to close the door, and walked into the house. After I went into the kitchen and poured a glass of wine, I went upstairs to my bedroom. When I got there, I kicked off my heels, took off the skirt to my suit, hung it up, unbuttoned my blouse, and unhooked my bra. I slipped on a tank top and a pair of shorts, added the blouse and bra to my hamper, and th...

The next morning wasn’t exactly awkward, but there was a noticeable tension in the air, like the pressure before a storm. Everyone was waiting for Zoya to make the next move. They were all fairly sure they knew what her big plan was, but no one wanted to jinx it by saying it out loud. Everybody showered and dressed. They joked and laughed, but no one talked about the tension. They went out for coffee. No one mentioned tha...

Lori and I were driving home after a long weekend at Lori's parents' house. We are in our late thirties and have been married for twelve years. She is a sultry brunette with 36-D breasts and curvy hips that houses the hottest, wettest and tastiest pussy that I ever had. Our sex life is very active, almost every day, with long sessions and multiple orgasms from both of us. We have been monogamous ever since we had sex that...

This continues the story of how I found out my twin sister is a total fantasist, using rumours to perpetuate the false sexual life she was leading. I had found out about the lies and set out to disprove one when I suddenly found myself hiding in an adult bookstore basement. One thing led to another, and I discovered I had a skill and was yearning for cocks and cum. I could not get what had happened out of my mind, so let...

It was Friday afternoon around three o’clock when heard my doorbell ring, and I went to answer it wearing a lace-up white top over a bra, tight denim shorts, and leather sandals. When I opened the door my favorite nephew, Ari, was standing there holding a duffel bag. I looked around him and waved to my oldest brother, John, and his wife, Stacy, who were in their car in my driveway. They waved back, then drove away for the...

As the sun kissed the horizon, Emma pretended to shiver and scooted closer to Liam. He raised an eyebrow, but allowed her to pull his arm over her shoulders. The thinly scattered clouds glowed brilliant shades of pink and orange as they caught the sun’s last rays. They were sitting on a blanket spread out on the sand in the same spot where the girls did their sunbathing. She barely saw anyone there during the day, so she...

“I want to watch you make my wife your slave!” Well, sure, I thought. An ad in iambic pentameter, no less. I’ll be right over. Personals can be fascinating. After scanning them for a while, a reasonably knowledgeable reader develops a keenly-honed sense of whether an ad was posted by a clueless wannabe, pathetically exercising fantasy dreams behind the anonymity of a keyboard, or a sincere, often lonely, occasionally desp...

The following Friday evening I again sat down with Johnny. He looked nervous. “Are you ready for this?” I asked him. “I think so,” he said with a tremor in his voice. “Don’t just think so,” I cautioned him. “You have to know so, you have to be confident. You’re going to be the Master, so act like it. Don’t ask, just tell her what you want her to do. Understand?” “Yes, Sir, I do.” He was wearing jean shorts, a polo, and sa...