"Fuck, your mouth feels so good," she panted. I moved down her body, kissing her smooth skin. I yanked her shorts and panties down and dove between her legs, burying my face in her pussy. She tasted amazing, her juices coating my tongue as I ate her out. She gripped my hair and rode my face, grinding her clit against my mouth. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" she cried. Her pussy quivered and spasmed as she came hard, her thighs cl...

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, and I was lounging about my apartment, flipping through channels, when my phone pinged with a text message notification. Glancing at the screen, I saw it was from Jenna, the mother of my best friend Liam. Curious, I opened the message. Jenna was in her early forties, a stunning blonde widow who had been recently single. Liam had set up a dating profile for her on Tinder as a joke. He said s...

Sal's wasn't that busy when we got there. The lunch rush had yet to start, and as usual, Brain walked right past the hostess and went straight to the buffet line. He filled his plate while Mary and I waited to be seated. The waitresses all knew us because we were there so often, and it was Brian's favorite place to eat. It had the best pizza and the largest buffet in town. The hostess sat us in a booth near the back of th...

Growing up, I spent a lot of time at my best friend's house. We would spend our days playing video games in his room in the basement until all hours of the day and night. His mom didn't mind as long as we were staying out of trouble. The lack of activity, playing video games, and eating junk food was a recipe for disaster. Brian's family was all heavy-set, but by the time we reached our senior year of high school, he was...

Coming back to the flat after Christmas was a bit of an anti-climax. It's like the second week of a holiday; it's still enjoyable sleeping in a different bed but knowing you will return to normal soon. When we returned, I missed sleeping with Sophie every night as we did just before I left. That didn't mean we stopped having sex; we just had it shortened and faster. Some mornings, as Dad left, she would drop into my bed,...

After being given some time to think about the events of the previous weekend, I decided that I had overreacted. It was a pretty fun interaction after all, at least at the end. Best of all, however, was Mother’s reaction. I was glad that I got to see her facial expressions up close as she experienced her over-the-top orgasm. I did my best to keep Derek at bay, promising him a return engagement. I really didn’t want to inv...

I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. I wondered what Mom could have been thinking as she invited Derek to join us. My initial fear was that it would mean that I wouldn’t get any “alone time” with Mom on the couch. Then I realized that if something did happen, our new relationship could be publicly exposed. Panicked, I jumped in, “Mom, I’m sure Derek has better things to do than to hang out with us on Saturday night.”...

The lives of longtime friends, Michelle Sutton and Indira Nagra had been almost mirror images of each other. They had gone to an all-girls school together and university together, they had both been promiscuous in their late teens and early twenties and had both settled down and married in their late twenties. They had both given birth to a son when in their early thirties, in both cases it was an only child, and now both...

The incessant ringing of his iPhone pulled Dan from a restless slumber. Eyes still closed, warding off the light that filtered through the shades, he clumsily felt around the bedside table until his fingers closed around the device. "What?" he managed to grumble, his mouth parched from last night's Christmas celebration. "Dude, are you up? I've been trying to call you all morning.” Steve. "What…what are you talking about?...

Dan spent last weekend up at his parents' house in the suburbs. It was one of those dead weekends. Many of his friends were out of town, working, or too tired to go out. On Friday before he left, he called Steve Morgan's cell phone again in one last-ditch effort to try to get something going but was greeted only by voicemail. He hung up without leaving a message, threw some clothes in a backpack, and drove up to his paren...

One Saturday afternoon in September 2021, Dan was lying on his couch watching college football when his phone rang. He checked the caller ID; Scott, a friend of his from work was on the other end, and he hit the button to answer the phone. “Yo.” “What’s up? What are you doing?” Scott responded. "Just watching the end of the USC game. What are you doing?" "I've been in the office all day and need to meet Lauren for dinner...