Brenda stared with disbelief at Alexandria’s bare breasts as Alexandria held her t-shirt pulled up and over her firm, bell-shaped tits. “Well?” Alexandria asked. Brenda interrupted immediately with a raised, open palm and snapped her fingers shut. “No, Alexandria. Not one more syllable until I have had a shot of whisky, or two, or twelve. Wine will no longer suffice.” Brenda stood up from her couch, sauntered to her liquo...

Watching my ex-boyfriend laugh and chat with an attractive, bubbly brunette is like a knife twisting in my heart. When she touches his arm and he returns the smile, it's unbearable. Despite being the one to end things, witnessing this feels like torture. Seeing him move on is a harsh reminder that I'm no longer the person he wants by his side. He was mine for what felt like an eternity. However, as time passed, our paths...

Easy gripped the headboard tightly as she was pushed against it with each thrust against her hips. Mari had been right when she said her second time would be easier, and the man inside her proved that. Sliding out and ramming back in, holding Easy by her hips, in rapid succession. Her wings fluttered as she moaned in pleasure with a wide smile on her face that the client couldn't see. Smiling because her body was feeling...

There I was, standing next to the bed, my fiancé lingering by the door, while Sara, my ex-girlfriend and the woman with whom he cheated on me, moved closer to me. Her presence felt like an intrusion into the intimacy of our bedroom, and I had to remind myself that I had asked her to be here. It had been almost an eternity since I last saw her, but it still felt like it was just yesterday. Our time together, though short-l...

I was about to close a huge and heavy chapter of my life. But it has been pointed out to me that before I skip away into the tangerine sunset of my new life, there are a few issues that probably need addressing. (And I'm not talking about my body hang-ups). And who’s better for that purpose, than one’s favourite ex-personal trainer. This story started as a fun flash, but as usual, grew to something much much bigger. I hop...

Ben liked working on bank holidays. A few hours of sitting at a desk doing very little actual work, with a day in lieu to take as holiday at a later date of your choosing? No brainer. Win-win. This particular bank holiday at the end of August was especially dead; most of the team had yet to return from their summer holidays. Business is global, however, and one of the executives had scheduled a meeting with an important c...

Lily was a good girl. At least if you asked any of her family and closest friends, that is what they would say. Lily would have said that about herself too, until recently that is. She never had a one-night stand, had only had a few boyfriends, and did not sleep with any of them right away – they all had to wait a “respectable” amount of time before she would let them between her legs. But, Lily had a secret, a secret no...

Although it had only been a week, Emily realized two very important things. Her first epiphany was that her neighbor, Vincent, had turned her into a needy, desperate nympho. All she could think about was sex with him; it consumed her body, spirit, and mind. Secondly, she realized that he had turned the tables on her, somehow rearranging her game of teasing into teasing her. He’d stolen her pussy-power, and the horny brune...