The ping from his iPhone caused him to jolt, as he suddenly awoke from his doze, disorientating him for a few moments. Realising where he was, he sat up and grabbed at his phone, clumsily knocking it onto the floor. He managed to retrieve it by the second ping. It was a text message from Cole. ‘Lydia is on her way home.’ He automatically turned to the lounge window, looking out onto the road, as a picture appeared on his...

It's the hottest day of the year and I'm not looking forward to today's commute. This heatwave is getting a bit much now. You would think there would be some air conditioning on public transport. I should be going to the beach, but it's the office for me. I'll probably get called in to see my lady boss again. My skirt is too short, my top is too skimpy blah blah blah. I'm done with trying to be correct; no one should be a...

PREFACE: It was well over two years since my divorce. It was over three years since I’d been fucked, and it was over four years since I’d been fucked willingly. I was in need of cock. I'd been getting sex from my girlfriends. Now I needed a male. But, and it was a huge but, I had to be in control. Control of every second, of every movement. I knew that was the only way I’d overcome my ‘man phobia.’ John presented the idea...

I was a damn near high school grad when my paranoid parents decided that I no longer needed to be babysat. By then, the damage had been done. I don’t blame mom and dad for entrusting me in my aunt’s care. She was a charismatic bitch who meant business, although never striking anyone as a lady who liked kids. She wore a dainty white cowboy hat and a big bedazzled belt buckle, made a living renting out the dank unfinished b...

I was sitting, buck naked in the driver's seat of my dad's Land Rover Discovery 4 (I was able to use it while my olds were stranded in Queensland), feeling on top of the world. I'd just been resoundingly fucked, cargirl style, by Naisha, a lovely Indian girl I had gotten to know through Jules, who was an equally lovely red-head I'd met at university. Both were naked and sitting on the backseat, replaying the video that Ju...

I’d been in my job with an engineering company for just a few weeks and I’d got friendly with my co-worker Clive. He was a guy in his early forties, about ten years older than me at that time. I’d soon picked up he was as interested in the office girls as I was. One morning he asked me to come with him. He led me to the stairs that led down from the upper-level stack of admin offices to our ground floor open plan area. We...

Wednesday Another morning and another e-mail, Giselle thought as she sat down in her living room with a fresh cup of coffee. Since meeting Tom at work Monday night, she rarely got dressed at home anymore. So, the neighbors in either of the buildings opposite hers were getting a regular daily show of Giselle's nude body through the large open windows on both ends of her open-floor-plan condo. Steam wafted from her coffee m...

My wife has a selection of dresses that she keeps for our holidays that make these occasions quite special — mostly for me. One of her favourites has buttons up the front that she lets me undo the bottom one or two buttons. One button is when she is sans panties and offers plenty of opportunities to flash her pussy. Two buttons and she likes to keep her panties on because the dress gapes to well above her pussy level. But...

Nobody had heard from him for five years. Never far from the front pages, his self-inflicted exile fuelled intense media speculation. Ultimately, even that faded, his shrinking column inches relegated to Daily Mail clickbait articles or opinion pieces reminiscing his charitable work and many books. It seemed the world had forever lost the generosity and spark of one of the most eminent billionaires. Until today. I was mee...

Monday after school, Tommy stopped by a friends house to hang out for a little bit before heading home. He was tempted to tell someone what happened over the weekend with Susan but he knew he needed to keep it a secret. When he got home and walked in, his mom and step dad were in the kitchen. His mom had already changed from work, now wearing a curve hugging pair of black leggings and a cutoff sweatshirt. He heard his mom...