Bathed in morning sunshine in her bathroom, Clare checked her makeup and hair in the wall of mirrored cupboards above her sink. Finding zero flaws, she moved to the full-length mirror to measure her hemline. The sharp senior executive in a black miniskirt suit met her expectations. It wasn't her bathroom; it was his. However, if occupation counted, she'd taken over. Living miles high in the sky for the past two weeks, onl...

Clare typed her address into Mark's sat-nav as he drove, his smooth Mercedes a quiet oasis for her thoughts. His tough tone and powerful strokes had driven her to a stream of incredible orgasms bent over his desk. She'd disrespected her well-earned formal punishment. Drenched in the afterglow, she'd welcomed his undeserved kindness. Eager to ride the storm of emotions he'd triggered in her, she'd invited him home for dinn...

"Then Hayes said, 'Dental dam? Rub that wood with an eager beaver.'"Abbey smirked. "Next time, we can email her the invoice. I don't need an adult toy magnate inflicting my new employees with her puns. Even if she is my business partner.""Hayes isn't so bad." Cruz rose from the desk outside of Abbey's office. He slung his messenger bag over his shoulder. "I had fun this week.""You're doing an excellent job, Cruz. Have a g...

“And this is my room,” I said, trying to sound excited, but really a little nervous. Jeremy was my age, sixteen, and this was the first time he’d ever been where I lived. We’d gone to see a Saturday early-afternoon movie, In Dreams, which kind of sucked, but Jeremy kissed me and put a hand on my breast. My heart had gone pitter-pat and my cunt had gotten a little wet. “Nice,” he said, looking around. I think he mostly saw...

"Hurry up, MaryLou," yelled Shelby out her car window. "We still gotta fetch Kimmi." MaryLou climbed into the car frowning, "Kimmi ain't comin'. She wants to stay in again - with Bob."  "What? She's can't miss the Catholic Church fish fry!" yelled Shelby. "Wow, she must really be into this Bob guy. I've hardly seen her in weeks. Anybody even met him?" asked Jeanie. "Nope," they all replied. "Where'd she even meet him?" as...

“I’m tired of slutting around. I want a real boyfriend.” She stopped her ministrations for the fourth time.. Pouring fresh oil on my shrinking rod, she started stroking again. “How would that work?” I inquired as I squirmed.  “Give Jeff a key to the bedroom deck door. Invite him to visit anytime. He will understand.” I groaned and she stopped stroking again. I shook with desire.  Grasping tighter, she stroked faster. “You...

“Babe?!” Carrie called out from the bedroom. She was sure she’d heard Derrick come in the front door.  “In the kitchen, love!” She could hear the sound of bags rustling and cabinets closing. The refrigerator opened, he had been out shopping it seemed.  “Babe, can you come in here for a sec?” she asked, moving her heating tools around. She had taken a personal day from work for some self-care, but at the last moment, her t...

Last night, I came home from work with a tingle of excitement in my belly. I knew to expect something different. We used our codeword "date night" to indicate a new sexual experience. It was your turn to choose, to plan, to decide what this experience would be. I had no clue what you had in mind, but I could already feel it was going to be a wild night. The house was empty when I arrived, your car missing from the drivewa...

"Of course I remember, Will. That's why I chose this place to celebrate.""Back then, I was trying to hide how nervous I was.""So was I. You weren't my first recruit, but close to it.""I had no idea what I was doing when we first met, but you helped me relax, Abbey. Gave me confidence that I could handle a career change."At their cozy table in the middle of the quiet restaurant, Abbey rested her fork on her dinner plate. "...

The bass was pulsating. My head was pounding. Strobe lights were making me blink. But the bulge of the stranger’s erection pressed against my bouncing buttocks was sooo good! My brother, protector, was out smoking. My girlfriends off by the bar. My cuck boyfriend was in the washroom. The stranger’s face was in my hair. His lips were on my ear. Naughty hands were on my hips, my back, my navel, my titties, yikes! His finger...

Straddling his face, I continue to grind. “Don’t stop, baby girl,” Sylvester whispers in my ear. “Yes, Sir,” I moan, “not until I cream on his hard nose.” Grinding harder and feeling the vibration, I can no longer hold off my orgasm. “That’s it, baby girl.” Moaning out loud while my legs shake, I collapse on my teddy bear. Looking up at my kinky boyfriend, I smile. ”I’m so happy I could indulge in your fantasy of what nau...