We checked into the Bamboo Happy Motel, not for a liaison. We were not some couple hooking up. Stephanie and I (Matt) had been living together for just over a year. A couple in our late twenties, our apartment had been damaged by a fire that started in a neighboring apartment. The building needed repairs, making our apartment unlivable for at least a month. The Bamboo Happy Motel offered monthly rates, was kept clean, and...

The moaning from the cabin next to mine on board the yacht ‘Susanna’ was getting louder. The skipper and cook had been at it for an hour now. The dual moaning was climbing in pitch and coming increasingly in unison as I lay naked, belly up, imagining every wet thrust. My voyage had begun earlier that afternoon at a Jamaican dock in the sweltering heat of the tropics. “Hello,” I said to the back of the shirtless man on the...

Sienna, a twenty-year-old pink-haired beauty with piercing blue eyes, stood at 5ft 2, her petite frame radiating an aura of confidence. Her past encounter with Grace, the stunning redhead maid, had left an indelible mark on her mind. Grace, with her fiery locks and striking features, had been a sight to behold. As Grace prepared to leave her job and return to her family in England, Sienna couldn't resist the opportunity t...

“Don’t be stupid, Billy. There ain’t nothing gay about this. Do I in any way look like a man to you? At all?” “Phfft! Are you kidding me?” Billy leered first at his naked sister-in-law’s big ol’ tits, tits that not long ago had been taking turns in his mouth. Vera had long hair like a woman should, a face made up just on the good-girl side of slutty, and a round ass too big and too small to make fun of. His stare lingered...

With her golden hair cascading like a waterfall of sunshine, Sienna lay in her bed, the moonlight streaming through the window and bathing her in an ethereal glow. Her skin, smooth and soft as silk, seemed to radiate its own luminescence under the celestial light. At twenty years old, she was the epitome of youthful beauty, with curves that could tempt a saint and eyes that shimmered with the mischief of a thousand secret...

As I lay there, my body humming with arousal, Sam was busy planting soft, wet kisses along my inner thighs. It was slow, agonizing, delicious torture. My pussy ached to be touched, but it was clear that Sam was hell-bent on taking his time. It was hard to blame him. After several clandestine meetings for a quick bang or a rushed suck and fuck, it was nice to be lying back on a bed with my legs spread for him, letting him...

“I mean, I am all for it, but some of our friends are just so prude, babe,” I said, pointing out that this gift exchange idea could make for an awkward night. My wife Mindy and her girlfriends had a wine night to catch up and discuss one of those raunchy fantasy books that had been passed around. It had recently gained popularity, and they all met to talk about their favorite parts. It seemed I was not the only husband in...

“Alamak, dildo ah? Cannot lah! Offensive weapon: stick up pilot backside hijack aeroplane! Singapore girl only use fingers lah – more hygienic! “No, fingers not for hijack, for stick up backside. Left hand only, then wash with soapy water, keep clean! How can eat masaladosai if got dirty fingers? “And this white colour one – anal lube ah? Banned substance lah! Mandatory flogging if you try bring in Singapore. “Oh, you lik...

Focus. I have to get my studying done. I need to get somewhere in life. So focus. On me, my clit replies, with a throb. Focus on me. No, there’ll be time for you later. But I want you to play with me now. Just a little? Just a soft stroke over your panties? I bite my lip, my mind drifting off to the hentai I was scrolling through last night. So many pictures and gifs, 2D women getting used like the fucktoys they are, gett...

In the pale light of dawn, Chandni, a young maiden, crept through the narrow cobblestone streets of her village, her modest cloak drawn tight against the chill. Her chestnut hair, usually pinned and neat, hung loose and slightly tousled, framing her face, flushed with an unmistakable blend of exhaustion and lingering fervour. The faint scent of lavender clung to her skin, mingling with the traces of sweat and stale sex—a...