"Again?" Bell huffed a moan as she stepped through the front door. A pair of crimson lace panties hung from the stair's railing. It was an old code from Bell's university days when she shared a flat with Annie. A simple code where either Bell or Annie would hang a pair of panties or bra on their bedroom door's handle. It warned the other that entering the room might not be the greatest idea. Or perhaps, entering would hav...

The calendar was on April’s side. Luke’s birthday was swiftly approaching, and she had just secured the perfect gift, a cute little ginger fuckdoll. Her rendezvous with her coworker didn’t quite go as planned. It went better. April and Faye both eagerly anticipated it, but April wasn’t sure who was more excited. Luke normally hated his birthday, which unfortunately coincided with the end of the baseball season. Luckily fo...

As the evening approached, Joshua’s mind was consumed with thoughts of Bree. The anticipation of their upcoming dinner at his place filled him with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He couldn’t deny the hypnotic pull he felt towards her, even though his thoughts occasionally drifted to Shae. Joshua’s heart raced with anticipation as he anxiously prepared their meal. He couldn’t help but wonder if Bree’s teasing ges...

We’d gotten to the point in our sexual adventure where my wife knew exactly how, what, and when to execute my fantasies perfectly. She did it so effortlessly I began to wonder whether my cuckolding was my idea or hers. My wife, Stephanie, was a beautiful buxom brunette. Being half-Hispanic gave her permanently bronzed skin. Her perky large breasts, bubble butt, and flat stomach she earned all on her own. Perpetually turni...

It was a frustratingly long drive back to the office from the lunch meeting for April. Her office was all the way across town, and of course, the meeting was a waste of time. At least now, she finally had a moment to catch up on text messages. Almost a dozen pics from Luke’s latest sexual conquest teased her as she scrolled up and down her phone. This was unexpected, but such a fucking hot pick-me-up. Nothing like some ha...

Luke continued down the sun-drenched sidewalk at a forced and awkward jogging pace. His ongoing knee rehab demanded he dial back his pacing and ease into his regular workout routine. In practice, the jog only added to Luke’s impatience and growing frustration. The rehab process could have been worse. Luke’s girlfriend, April, was more than supportive, providing plenty of distraction and encouragement. Most distractions ca...

Brandi flopped down on the bed, depleted and satisfied. She realized her shirt and panties were stretched and drenched beyond repair, but she didn’t give a shit. She looked back at her roommate, her compact gymnastic-level body still dressed in the cutest black lace. “Thanks for the finger fuck.” Brandi giggled at Jill and Ben. “Look at you, so easy to please.” Jill heckled back, “I haven’t even let Ben stretch out that t...

It was a beautiful day on campus for a walk home from class. But the weather was the furthest thing on Brandi’s mind as she followed the sun-drenched sidewalk back to her dorm. She couldn’t help but feel nervous. Brandi hadn’t seen Jill since helping her out before spring break. Brandi took a deep breath and prepared for whatever awkwardness or remorse Jill may harbor in the aftermath. She tried to tell herself that blowi...

It was difficult for Brandi to get settled back in college. The erotic thrill from winter break was never far from her mind. Unfortunately, Brandi’s classes kept her too busy for much of a social life, which perpetuated her current dry spell. Brandi’s roommate, Jill, was more outgoing than the girl she shared a room with last semester. After being apart as freshmen, Brandi was finally reunited with her old high school soc...

My name is Alyse, and this is the story of how I met Mr. K, the father of my college roommate, Kristin, and seduced him to cheat on his wife in their home. I am a self-professed whore, and I am not the least bit ashamed of it. I love sex, and I love the material things I can get by using sex. I was nineteen years old at the time, and it was a time in my life when I was pretty fucking hot. I am about five foot three with s...

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...

Luke pulled into the parking lot of Taurus Day Spa and hobbled out of the car with a sigh. Luke’s frustration was further compounded by the additional time it took him to struggle to the door on his crutches. Once inside, Luke didn’t even bother to walk up to the receptionist’s desk. He pivoted to the left and plopped down into the nearest chair. It looked like a doctor’s office inside, apart from the additional plants an...

Kayla lifted her hand into the air, snapping her fingers. One of the resort’s waitresses scurrying over to us. “Another round, ladies?” she asked, taking our cocktail glasses and heading off to refill them. Kayla and I were tanning ourselves by the hotel pool, enjoying our yearly girl’s getaway that had become a tradition. Our annual holiday had begun seven years ago, after I had saved my BFF from a disaster. We’d been fr...

Chapter 1 I hadn’t been particularly pleased when my husband, Steven, had asked if his friend Kevin could stay at our house for a month. Kevin had apparently lost his job, and the bank had seized his house. He was completely broke and my husband really wanted to help him out. “No,” I said. “If Kevin can’t hold down a job, that’s his problem. He’s not freeloading off me.” I didn’t have a problem with Kevin. He was a nice g...