You surely know this guilty feeling when you have to wake up early the next morning but still scrolling through your endless Instagram feed, watching YouTube videos or Twitch streams at 2am at night. It had that exact feeling, even though I was also enjoying the content. I was watching ‘@benguin’ design some game cards. A goofy name, a portmanteau of Ben and penguin. Ben is also kind of a weird person, but I really like w...

Walking down the street, you might glance at Rachel more than once. A pretty woman, around forty years old, chubby but with an unmistakable hourglass figure. Not hot, not really sexy in her conservative work outfits and flat shoes, but nice looking, approachable. Rachel was all those things, but she also had an uncontrollable passion. For cock. Young cock especially. Rachel was drawn to men between twenty and thirty but h...

“Woah, what are you doing?” Johnny sat up on the couch, trying to jerk his crotch away from the girl on sitting on the floor in front of him, the one trying to pull down the front of his shorts and reach for his dick. “What?” Judy said, eyebrows raised in confusion. “I was just going to give you a handjob.” “But that’s... You...” Johnny said, stumbling over his words and attempting to bring his thoughts together after her...

Have you ever looked back on certain events after a few years have passed and wondered how you possibly could have done the things you did or felt the emotions you felt? It may even seem like you’re looking back at a different person altogether, or perhaps recalling some half-remembered dream. Six years have gone by since my affair with Delilah began and I still don’t fully understand it. Before Delilah, I was fully commi...

Anyone who knows me will understand that I love my husband to bits. I would never stray. Even if that remotest of possibilities ever arose, it wouldn’t be with a stranger. As far as quickie sex or a one night stand is concerned, well, never in a million years. And yet... I had to drive to London to conclude a bit of business. The reason isn’t relevant to my story so I will say no more about it. It was late in the afternoo...

I snuck a glance at her through the mirror on the other side of the store. Yup. She was still staring at me, head resting on her hand. Her face had a bored expression on it, which highlighted the apparent look of longing in her eyes. Of course, this could all just be wishful thinking on my behalf. Her eyes were a greeny-blue mix and she had dyed her shoulder-length hair dirty blonde. She seemed around my age, maybe a few...

The wind pushed the curtains. Dust swirled in the morning light. She snored, lightly. It sounded sweet. Endearing.My head hurt. Clobbered my brain into submission. Sticky eyelids fighting to open and close. _“Make up your mind, mind. Is this day about to start?”_ Sundays can be in limbo. “Fuck. Coffee.” She muttered in a somewhat hoarse voice, lovely shutters still closed. _“Look at that face. Deceiving innocence. I shoul...

I'd been waiting with my shirt off for after putting on some deodorant, making sure I looked and smelled decent. I had so much precum from our text conversation and imagining us stroking together in my dorm while waiting for him to show up. I put on a clean pair of basketball shorts with nothing underneath so I could just slip them off when the time came.Either I wanted to start things with my shirt off, or the knock on t...

It was a uni kid’s life, getting fucked up at three o’clock in the afternoon on the roof of the girl she liked. Melanie had led Raven up there when she got there, barely done complaining about the stairs before she was pushed up the ladder next to the bed that led to a balcony that looked exactly like to exactly what you’d expect from a Mediterranean fantasy. The roof was sloped and when she saw two hot girls laying out i...

Was it really that awful that she felt she had to leave as soon as she woke up without even saying goodbye? I go back to my house, slamming the door shut behind me, frustrated and angry. I storm into the living room and then straight back out. I can smell her, her sweet, citrus scent, almost like sweet lemons and oranges. It’s everywhere, wrapping around me like a blanket that I can’t get out of. London is a big city, but...

I live near an Adriano Goldschmeid Jeans store - just one block away - and I buy all of my jeans there. The jeans and pants fit very nicely, and I know a lot of the staff, who are are all very nice and friendly. Some are even a little flirty - both the gay or bisexual men working there, and the women. Admittedly, I love the attention.A week ago, I went in with my wife to try on some jeans. While she tried on tops, I began...

I boarded the KLM evening plane from Vienna to Amsterdam. I was exhausted but very happy that I got the last aisle seat in the very back of the plane. I had hoped to get some rest after three tiring, yet satisfying days in Austria’s beautiful capital. Apart from being tired, I was a bit worked up; I had met this young lady in a Vienna bar and had made quite an impression on me. Nothing happened: but at a certain moment la...