With my hubby out of town, I had one question on my mind: “Who would be the lucky recipient of some sizzling phone sex tonight?” Joe? No, he called me Katrina, and that was annoying as fuck. Eric? No, his wife caught him playing online, and that was the last time I heard from his dumb ass. Chad? Ah, yes, Chad. Decadent and salacious, Chad was my go-to phone guy. He could seduce me with dirty talk like no one else and had...

Pete was five years younger than me and just got his degree. He was 2" taller, skinny, and probably the same weight. He had just got out of a relationship, and wanted relaxed fun which was good for me. My only concern was that he wasn't into exercise at all. I really wanted a guy that could keep physical and intellectual pace with me even as a FB. While I wasn't particularly fit by my standards due to work, I was still ca...

I'm Kate, Sam's flatmate, and close friend since childhood. Sam and I became close friends in our first year at Area School. By the time we moved to secondary school, we could run down a hogget as well as any boy could. As most kids in our school, we both enjoyed going out hunting: if anything, more so than the boys as we really enjoyed the money from Possums, but the boys could carry and skin a Wallaby better than us. Bu...

Priya Chopra watched the last children leave the gates at the end of the day and sighed, relieved that the working week was over. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy her job as a teaching assistant at a small Kingston primary school, nor did she have any exciting plans for the weekend to look forward to. No, Priya welcomed the weekend's arrival only because she needed space: space from the children and space from her colleagu...

Masha The second Pep laid eyes on Masha, he wanted to screw her. She had her jet-black hair in a ponytail. She wore a crop top that rose and fell, giving tantalizing glimpses of her belly. She wore short, tight denim shorts. She looked like she would be an animal in the sack. She’d just started waitressing at his favourite bar. He and his girlfriend Aina were in a long-distance relationship. They had agreed on rules about...

Six months have passed since the last story in the series, “The Devil’s Museum”. Pep and Aina spent a fine summer playing sports, working part-time, and making love. It had been slightly blighted by her first pregnancy scare, but they were being more careful now. But summer was over. It was time to return to college. They lay in bed, post-coital. “Is the same deal still on, with the fuck buddies?” “Yes. Hopefully, Laura i...

For their final night together before they parted for University, Pep and Aina agreed to grant each other one fantasy. Aina asked for sex in the shower, standing up. She’d had that fantasy since she’d seen a couple do it under a waterfall in a movie. There weren’t many waterfalls about, but she could close her eyes and pretend. She put one palm on the shower ceiling and draped her other arm around Pep’s shoulder. Then she...

I straddled his face and made him lick me until I climaxed. I came hard. It would have been hornier if my cunt was full of my fuck-buddy's spunk. As soon as I splashed his face, I slid down his body, eager to engulf his cock. I needed it badly. His sticky face ended up between my lacy tits. I came hard, his mouth on one nipple and his fingers pinching the other. I was determined to get in a third before sending the horny...

Thursday, May 22, 2014  The FedEx guy stopped at my desk and put an envelope in front of me. “Diana Jaworski?” “Yes, that’s me.” He held out his tablet and a stylus for me to sign acknowledging that I had received the package. “Thank you,” I said as I signed his tablet. As he left, I picked up the slim, white FedEx Express envelope. I pulled the tab and unzipped the envelope. A single ivory-colored card was inside. The te...

It was a Friday when I finally got a hold of her. I wanted to know if she had any errands to run this weekend. She said she might and that she'd call me around 11 a.m. on Saturday. Boy, I could hardly wait! We'd been fuck buddies for at least ten years now and I'd been having this recurring fantasy about her and I wanted it fulfilled. The phone rang on Saturday at 11 a.m. sharp and I heard her familiar "Hi, whatchya doing...

  Chantelle clearly had a good idea of what she wanted and how she wanted it. It had been mentioned by Ryan how Chantelle liked to be the more dominant female in a girl-girl situation. This was becoming apparent from the moment Dan sexily slammed me on the bed, ramming his horny tongue in my mouth and giving me his naughty, cheeky grin. Chantelle mounted the bed on her knees, energetic and direct about where she wanted to...

I am shagging a jerk, I know I am. But I am not just shagging a jerk, I am in love with a jerk. I am that cliché, girls love a bad boy. Every fibre of my being screams at me to walk, no run. All he can ever cause you is pain but I can’t, I can’t give up on him, on us. It’s not all bad. It’s not like he’s violent far from it, he can be sweet to the point of cuteness and then catch himself, scratch his balls and go back to...

On one gloomy, rainy Saturday in October, Star decided to take a three-hour drive back home to relax for the weekend. During her time back home she paid a visit to her 101-year-old grandmother, whose mind was still sharp enough to ask her when she was going to get that special man. At 22-years-old and emotionally unavailable, Star just smiled and said: "Grandma, when I meet a man who is good enough to meet you, is the day...