I was riding Hans’ cock in cowgirl, smiling at him. Reaching up, I put my hands behind my head in a gesture of submission, but I wasn’t doing it for the reason Hans expected… ~~~~~ The hall door closed behind Hans’ friend, Victor Reinhard, who was now my controller, whatever that meant. This was not in the traditional way that a slave is controlled by her master or mistress. Instead, Victor was going to run me as his agen...

I had a third love and that was my job… I was the Manager of a small, start-up engineering company that designed and manufactured a high-end technical product. It was a good job to have, especially at my age, with lots of responsibility but also good money and the bonus of only having to work only Mondays to Thursdays. Friday was called an option day and it was my choice if I went in or not. That would come in handy if I...

My favourite rock band was in town. Wearing my sexiest rock chick short black leather skirt and best crop top, I was in the crowd of avid fans in front of the concert stage. We were all packed together so tightly that individual movement was restricted - we moved as a group, in waves like a flock of birds - a murmuration. I always like this physical connection and closeness to other bodies in a crowd like this. Memories o...

It’s always our fault and intentional Not an accident if we got so near them. We wanted by accident, knew it would happen, Set it all up to be blamed on passion. You had to know what you did with your nails scratching my leg, so close but not on me, and I knew better, once hard I’m no thinker, no accident grabbing right in the theatre. We knew when we went there, so horny Doesn’t matter how innocuous the movie. Might as w...

We envision a baby each time we make eye contact, futures are constructed, eye-to-eye progeneration. Your eyes always say that you want to fuck me - they're too articulate to be speaking accidentally. Each Sunday we scan the congregation, first thing - to locate each other is the first prayer we're praying. Every time I fear this time you might not be there, Heaven is when I find you and your eyes have found me. We're lon...

In theory, things were quite straightforward for progressing the sexual relationship between seventeen-year-old Conor Monroe and the forty-nine-year-old married woman next door, Denise Scott. On Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays they had about a two-hour window to fuck in when Conor got home from school and before his mother, Sheila, got home from work. Sheila did not work on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The age gap lovers could...

I take your hand and lead you out, across the patio, into the garden. We are high up on the hill, in Italy, looking down over acres of vineyard. It is a warm, sunny day, but the air is crisp and clean to breathe. We face each other and cuddle closely, your head against my chest. You look up at me and smile and start to unbutton my shirt, pushing it back over my shoulders and letting it fall to the ground. Your hands find...

"Come, Cara. We'll have a little pleasure. Then you'll be able to sleep." Nodding to his caring face, I follow to our bed. The love is short and sweet. Rolling apart, I wait for his soft, snoring purr before thinking of her. My fingers mimic her hidden touch, taking me in the pool as others walk by. Our garden tryst, shaded from the sun. One finger deep, then slowly, two. Her bed, that leer between my legs. The memories c...