Ruby looked at her reflection in the mirror and felt a thrill whizz through her. She had managed, yet again, to bag a new date, her third that week and it was only Thursday. Looking at her reflection, she marvelled at how plump and luscious her lips were and how the red lipstick boosted them. Frequently, she was asked if she had had her lips enhanced, which she hadn’t but still, that was a compliment by any woman’s standa...

In the heart of this desolate land, you, the uninfected male, treaded lightly through the cobblestone streets, hood drawn tightly over your head. The oppressive regime had turned the once-bustling city into a prison, where the male population was reduced to mere vessels for the insatiable cravings of the afflicted females. You had heard whispers of the disease, a twisted curse that had ravaged the minds of women, leaving...

Luke wasn’t that hungry, but figured he’d earned the calories. He stopped at the bar around the corner and killed the hour until his appointment with a turkey club and a pint. Right on time, Luke hobbled back into the spa at one o’clock sharp, still aggravated at how much longer it took for him to move around nowadays. This time, the receptionist stood to greet him with a beaming smile as he entered. Well, that’s a pleasa...

My wife has an interesting fetish: she loves to milk cocks. It’s not just regular handjobs. Rather, she asks the men to get on their hands and knees, then she grabs their cocks and balls from behind or from the side and jerks them like milking a cow. She likes to collect their cum and rubs it on her breasts and face. This is actually how we met in college. I was hanging out on campus when a gorgeous busty blonde approache...

Frank handed her the thumb drive. “The note said to give it to the Wayfaring Witch. I scanned it for malware but couldn’t unlock it.” Of course, he tried, Kim thought. If it was something good, he would want credit for conveying it; if bad, for protecting her. Frank had been her boss, editor, mentor, friend, lover, and friend—in that sequence. He had turned an English lit graduate into a famous, albeit anonymously so, tra...

I married my high school sweetheart and we both went to the same college. It was a large state school in the Midwest. Since we were married, we didn’t live in a dorm but had our own apartment. Soon after we started school, I noticed a change in my wife Tina. She became more sexual, more adventurous. I didn’t complain. When we were making out, we started to share our sexual fantasies. Tina would always confess how much she...

## Begin Flashback ## I rode this bastard hard! Had him by the balls, squeezing those sorry fuckers until he was drained. I nearly killed him, sucked everything he had into my pussy; he probably won't even be able to walk for two days, the sorry big-balled bastard. I was a lean, toned woman with more strength than ten men put together! The more sperm I took from them, the stronger I got! They usually didn't last very long...

Ava was an intensely grounded woman for being so beautiful. Her allure never siphoned her charm, never left her hollow. Piercing blue eyes told you she was constantly thinking a million things but wouldn’t dare say what. On the occasions she did, pleasure was far too tame a word to say what it gave me. On that particular Thursday, her long, mahogany curls draped the shoulders of her thigh-length coat, full skirt complemen...

None of it made any sense.Her one true love was the Lord.Who did this random guy think he was, traipsing into her life, captivating her with friendship, then tantalizing her with something more?She could not even fathom it.Early that morning, seated on her threadbare bed, she scanned the sparse room for any items she may have forgotten. She remembered that she wasn't the only woman on the campus experiencing conflicting d...

Phone rang… interesting, it was the landline number, no one rings me on that number, and everyone I know has my mobile, must be a cold caller. I let it ring and die, I carried on watching my movie. Ten minutes later it rang again, it was nearly nine at night, I paused my movie and went to answer it, cause if I didn’t it would only keep disrupting me. “Hello!” “O hi Tory, it’s Jean, sorry to call so late.” Jean is a neighb...