I sat in Clint's living room, trying not to roll my eyes as he sent his girlfriend yet another text. The two of them had been squabbling about something dumb all afternoon, and though Abby was working at her part-time job, she managed to keep her side of the argument going strong. I'd long since grown bored of the drama, but my mood brightened when I glanced at the clock. "Hey, your mom will be home soon, right?" I asked...

New Year's Day starts with another great wake-up blowjob from Tracey, then I shower and make coffee. I am wearing only my new apron as I will be doing lots of cooking today for guests arriving that evening for a party. Tracey and I meet in the kitchen and are discussing what food we would serve at the party when her phone rings, and she is called in to work to cover for a member of staff who has gone sick. Tracey is not h...

The sun cast a peculiar hue of gold on the honeycomb of coffee cups arranged artfully on the counter as if to signal the approach of twilight. The air was thick with anticipation, like the delicate tendrils of espresso steam wafting upwards from the coffee machine. Today, Maeve felt different; the soft whisper of her heart echoed in the warm caress of her cheeks, causing a blush to rise and tinge her rosy lips with subtle...

"I'll be there soon, just stuck in the traffic," was Maxim's text to Sasha. It was night hours, he was on his way to the beach. The siblings didn't expect that their father would come back here on the beach this Saturday night. At this moment, they were tangled together on Wesley's sheet. Naked and consumed with lust. Before that, after their friends left in the morning as soon as they woke up and bid their goodbyes to ea...

Sam and Tom had now been dating for a few weeks and we were growing closer each day with love and lust. I had hit up James, her ex, for a coffee and let him know that Sam and I were dating, which he was happy for both of us as he had an inkling how my previous relationship had ended. After dinner that night an while eating Christmas Cake, I had confessed my meeting with James to Sam. She pulled herself onto my lap and gav...

Sex in the kitchen was unsanitary; he fully believed that. Something about the messiness of cum and fluids mixed in where they ate…just sent shivers up his spine. But here he was, peering around the edge of the door, biting his lip as his wife shook her hips to the tune of the radio, warbling like a proud songbird as she stirred a bowl of batter wearing a gingham apron…and…that was it. That was all she had on beyond a pai...

“Hello?” I called as I opened the front door of Tommy’s place. I had stopped on my way home from work. I was assuming it would be hopping as usual and my boyfriend Terri would be there. But when I walked in, no one was in the living room. I had stopped by many times before, but this time I felt weird that I did. I mean what if Tommy was home? What if he had a girl in his room? My stomach dropped. “I’m here,” Tommy called...

My adventure at the sex spa had concluded. In almost two weeks, I had experienced freedom, lust, disinhibition, and amazing sex encounters. Believe me when I say I had lost count of how many people I had had sex with. Seriously, it was hard to keep track of my sex partners in this retreat. I had learned many things and was willing to use them to save my marriage and recover my husband, Paul. That was the purpose of checki...

I wake up surrounded by your scent. I belong there, in the warmth of the covers you lovingly and carefully pulled upon me, to make sure I was well wrapped. I hear you moving silently around the room, in the cutest attempt to not wake me up. But I am already up. The moment your arms let me go, I felt unnaturally naked. You leave the room and walk toward the kitchen. I can hear you with your methodical moves: water boiling...