After my husband left for work, I hurried to the bedroom, my heart pounding with anticipation. I slipped off my robe, letting it pool at my feet, and pulled on the red lace negligee. It clung to me like a second skin, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. The hem barely grazed my thighs, highlighting my lean legs, while the lace cupped my breasts, spilling over the top, accentuating every curve. My loose golden-brown...

The following entry is reserved for the highest levels. We can only speculate as to why the creature wrote this down. Hand delivered to our agent in upstate New York. The messenger then burst into flames. This is an exact duplicate of the original note. Any further questions may be directed to Xavier Costello. I wonder at what age Mary knew. Was the knowledge always a part of her? From infancy, did the holy mother grow in...

His rigid cock is poised at the entrance to my cunt. Precum oozes from the tip. A long thin strand deposits a drop directly onto my engorged clit. My labia are swollen, and the smell of sex is in the air. The duvet feels soft against my skin. Of course, she buys only the finest linens. The sensation serves as a stark reminder that I am trespassing here. Some might find that uncomfortable. I find it terribly exciting. I re...

--- My desire for my husband's friend to take me was overwhelming. I craved his attention and wanted him to ignore the fact that I was married. But as the night dragged on, it became clear that he wasn't picking up on my lustful advances. Disheartened, I eventually gave up and went to bed, resigned to my unfulfilled desires. The room spun slightly, a carousel of dimming desire as I stumbled into the bedroom. The sheets we...

I was returning home from work and noticed an unfamiliar car in the driveway. This was not entirely unusual as my wife was quite friendly and would meet a wide variety of people in her daily life. People appreciated her open, non-judgmental, and positive outlook on the world. They just seemed to gravitate toward her. As I entered the house, I headed toward the kitchen for a cold drink and was surprised that she was not th...

Derek enters the room, his thick body framed by the doorway, His hairy chest glistens slightly under the room's soft lights. As soon as his gaze lands on you, it's as if his eyes widen, an appreciative low growl rolls off his lips. He’s quiet, almost reverent as he takes a moment to drink you in. You watch, with fearful anticipation, as Lucy gets on her knees, her shaking fingers gripped onto the waistband of his briefs....

Chapter 2 That’s right. Giggles. Confused and slightly agitated, you pull the phone away from your ear and stare at it, dumbfounded. Were you hearing things right? Was Amanda giggling? Why in the world would she be laughing at a time like this? "Am-amanda?" you stutter, unsure of yourself. "Yeah, Taylor," she says, her voice light and untroubled. The amusement in her voice only deepens your confusion. "You always were the...

"Tyler!" Your father's voice is gritty, like sandpaper against wood. Standing in the doorway of your room, Rick glares at you, his hands smeared with black engine grease. "What the hell is this?" He holds up the translucent bottle of X-Change pills. Your heart drops. "Dad, I can explain—" "Explain?" He barks a rough laugh. "That should be interesting. You're spending money on more of this shit when we can barely make ends...