Babs Claus, Santa’s latest wife, was horny. It was two weeks before Christmas, and her husband hadn’t touched her for a month. He was too involved with production schedules, product development, and in producing a world’s worth of toys by Christmas. But Babs was young and vital, recently arrived at the North Pole, and she had needs. The ache in her loins was palpable. She peered through the doorway to her husband’s office...

My wife and her best friend had been on a girls' night out and returned back to ours quite drunk. Her friend is athletic with long legs, a bubble butt, slender torso and pert tits. I'd always been weak at the knees for her, but even more so after my wife relayed tales of them in their younger 'dating' years. This included them making out for the pleasure of guys they liked. The way she told it, it happened on more than a...

She was a dream come true; everything he had fantasized about in a woman ever since he reached puberty. She was tall and lean, with a swimsuit model kind of body. The blue uniform she was wearing highlighted all her best parts, and her full lips were painted a soft shade of red that drove him wild. Her hair hung prettily down her back, but that wasn’t what attracted him the most about her. It was the way the pantyhose she...

When James returned, he seemed preoccupied. A number of the others suggested he was still dealing with the loss of a family member. I knew different. He was simply paranoid that someone (mainly me) has discovered his little secret. He did seem especially funny towards me by looking at me after he made a joke, etc. I tried my best to act normally but knowing what I did about how he fantasized about me made it hard. There h...

My adventure began when a coworker was on vacation. James seemed like a nice enough guy. He was married with a kid. Good looking, well built. The kind of guy I would probably make out with if drunk at a Christmas party – if he wasn't married, of course. As it turned out, he had an aunt pass away and was granted three days leave to travel for the memorial. It was a very busy time of year within our organization, but as ano...

Samantha, now seventy-eight years old, sat in the office of Mr. Anderson, a family lawyer. Her four adult children—Megan, Kayla, Brian, and Olivia—surrounded her with an air of support, their united presence a source of strength during this trying moment. The weight of time was evident in Samantha's aged hands and weary eyes. Megan, forty-seven, sat on one side with her hand resting gently on Samantha's shoulder. Kayla, f...

Monday, 9:13 am “This is a lot,” I said, staring at the ream of paperwork that lay before me. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up into the soft green eyes of the young brunette just above my right shoulder. She leaned forward to place a thin collection of papers in front of the large stack. My eyes traveled down to her cleavage tastefully displayed thanks to the plunge of the neckline of her blouse. I glanced up ju...

I love the power plays in the corporate world. It’s a game I win. No surprise it’s bled into my fuck life. I dismiss the too-eager secretary and stroke my cock myself. It’s no fun if they fall to their knees too easily. Karen, the newest executive, is a beast in the boardroom—so I’ve heard. I’ve purposely ignored her, wanting her to come to me. She struts by my door, pauses. Eyes lock. Eventually, I lift my chin; she dips...

For months, we talked about the philosophies of sex, be it in the mind or body. Confessing our own sexcapades in the past with various lovers. Telling each other where we liked to be touched, what positions gave us pleasure. I waited for you to make the move, even if a simple touch. Wearing the clothes that hugged what you found sexy about my body. I walked with confidence, swaying my hips as I took each step in front of...

In the year of 2017, Sebastian M arrived at the University of Girona to begin his study of politics and philosophy. He was tall and well built at eighteen, with a blonde crew cut. He was elated to finally escape the family home and find his freedom. His relationship with his mother had deteriorated badly as he began to assert his independence, and he now referred to her as Matri-narc. Sebastian surveyed his college dorm r...