Deep breath. I’m taking a break from decorating to absent-mindedly adjust my fluffy robe and look out a window to see snow falling on more snow, and lights twinkling on neighbouring houses in the dead of night. No one’s outside from what I can see. At least it’s peaceful. There’s a muffled atmosphere when snow is on the ground that I absolutely love about this time of year. It would be better with company, but I’m home al...

After I graduated high school, I got a summer job so I would have some extra spending money before I left for college in a couple of months. One of my work colleagues was throwing a surprise birthday party at her apartment for our coworker, Kristin. I was the youngest at the party, still only being seventeen, while most everyone else was in their mid-twenties to late twenties. Since it was a casual party, I wore low-cut j...

It was a perfect day at the beach: The sun was scorching down on the white sand. The steady onshore wind took the edge of the heat. The breeze rippled the teal ocean and topped the waves with white patches of surf. Sunshades, towels and beachgoers in their colourful, skimpy outfits tinged the wide stretch of sand. A steady murmur of the waves crashing on the beach, the people’s voices and music from smartphone speakers an...

It had been a really hard week. Work was brutal and my personal life even more so. It was a whole lot of nothing. I didn’t have hopes for the night but here we were, my husband and I at the beach. God, there were so many people here. I lay down on the blanket. Just a few minutes until sundown. I looked over, he was asleep. Yes. It was a hard week. I lay back and closed my eyes, looked at the stars just peeking out of the...

Dwight had been watching me from behind the bar all evening. I marveled at the way he could effortlessly make drinks while remaining laser-focused on my body. Of course, the outfit I'd chosen was meant to draw his attention. Although it was far from practical, I'd worn a dangerously short skirt to work. Even more impractical was my decision to forgo panties. But Dwight and I had fucked for the first time a few days ago, a...

Violet Voyeur Part One I watch as my neighbor gazes in shock at my naked body through the window. I had just gotten out of the shower, hair matted, water dripping down my smooth skin, with nothing but a towel around my shoulders. I enjoy the sensation of the shower head massaging the tip of my cock, and had just finished pleasuring myself. I stand in my bedroom nude with hot, steam coming off my chest. My dick is still th...

This isn't a confession as such and it's not a diary entry as I have never kept a diary in my life; it is just the sordid story of how my life changed in a week. It started with me doing something that I hadn't done in a long time. Perhaps because it had been so long since the last time that I was out of practice. It was something that I avoided doing as much as possible. I didn't enjoy doing it because it filled me with...

Introduction. Samantha was a woman in her late twenties who worked as a secretary, something she had done since the end of the summer break after her final year of high school. She had been feeling at a bit of a loss as so many teenagers do when they have completed high school. She had no plans to go on to university and the careers that had interested her as a young teenager seemed impossibly distant or completely unreal...