I was raised with extremely religious parents, so when I got married at 20, not only had I never been with a guy before, my idea of "pushing boundaries" in the bedroom was leaving the lights on. I didn't expect anything other than missionary sex once, maybe twice, a week, and I was satisfied with that. At least that's what I told myself. However, hubby had a much kinkier and experimental side that I didn't know anything a...

The next week, we lost even worse than before—our worst loss of the season. John bowed out at halftime—yet another hamstring injury. He watched the remainder of the game from the sidelines, unable to leave since we had carpooled to the game. “Carpooling” with John meant we had to drive every week, as he was too cheap to put gas in his car or pay the $1.00 parking fee. Jane didn’t seem to mind, but week after week, it irke...

"Man, my hamstring is killing me," said John with a grimace, rocking back on the chair and grasping his knee to his chest. I ignored him and poured more wine into Jane's glass. John seemed to injure some part of himself every damn week after soccer. He never rested or went for physical therapy, seeming to prefer complaining instead. We had lost yet again. I was frustrated beyond belief. "That sucks, where does it hurt?" J...

Nearly one month after our first night, we learned that our dear mother, Jessica, got pregnant. The news caused strange emotions for all of us. The father of the child was unknown since we had been fucking her like crazy in that one month and we both creamed her womb countless times. It wasn't that big of an issue since we were identical twins. And the child would be our sibling at worst because we had the same mother. Th...

They watched me with a silly look as I savored Lucas' load. The salty taste felt like an amazing meal because of the situation we were in. The semen from my partners was always like a prize for me. I made them feel good. I brought them to orgasm and they rewarded me with their sticky fluid. You always have to care for your lover's pleasure as much as you care for yours. I'm glad this was a default thing for me because I e...

My name is Logan, and my twin is Lucas. We were twenty years old at that time. I don't know if it is the same with all twins but we were inseparable. We would tell everything to each other. If something happened in our life, the other was the first person to know. And I must say that we were undeniably handsome. Considering our fit bodies besides our faces, thanks to workout sessions, we were basically living a Casanova l...

Julienne, a stunning twenty-seven-year-old blonde with curves that could make a god weep, had always been a bit of an adventurer. She craved excitement and novelty, and nothing quite did the trick like a good old-fashioned one-night stand with a stranger. And so it was on this particular Friday evening, as Julienne stood at the bar of an exclusive downtown lounge, a sleek glass of Chardonnay in her hand and a smirk playin...

I was snuggled in the arms of my fiancé Max falling asleep in bed on a Sunday night after an exciting weekend of dancing, sex, and an official proposal from Max with a ring. I heard my other lover Bradley on the phone, but I didn’t have the energy to figure out who he was talking to. “Hey,” Bradley said, gently shaking my shoulder, “Are you awake?” Max said yes and I just made a sound. Bradley continued excitedly, “I want...

As the three make their way into Alesha's Air BnB, she cannot believe where the day has taken her. First, she had a fantastic beach day with her friends, then she met a sexy stranger on the bus. Who she then proceeded to have amazing sex with on said bus. Then, as they were both finishing, she made eye contact with another ridiculously hot guy, who then agreed to go home with both of them. She just can't get over how luck...

We have gone to Vegas to celebrate your birthday, so the day's focus is going to be all about you and fulfilling whatever fantasy of yours that we can. We have bought you some new lingerie for the trip, a red matched set of seamless bra and cheeky panties, a new pair of thigh-high hose and a red garter belt. I watch as you are putting them on in our room while getting ready for the show that we have tickets to; you have c...

I meet you and Rick in the bar of the hotel we've booked into, you two having booked into a room and me, on my own, in another. You look stunning, even in jeans and a top. I struggle to take my eyes off you as you introduce me to the guy you've brought, and I shake his hand. No matter how good a guy the person is, they always squeeze overly hard when we shake hands. When I'm out with a girl this usually happens all night...

I was enjoying the night out at a dance club in New York City with my fiancé Max and my lover Bradley. “Are you hard Max?” Bradley asked, reaching under the table to touch him. “Don’t touch me here, you fucker,” Max laughed, grabbing Bradley’s arm as his hand was caressing Max’s bulge. Yes, Max was indeed hard from watching Bradley and I dance while he used an app on his phone to control the toy inside my pussy, which sen...