Silk Awakening In the dimly lit boutique, the air hummed with the faint rustle of silk and lace, a sanctuary against the February chill seeping through the locked door. I hurried down the street earlier that day, drawing my cardigan closer against the relentless bite of the wind. A quiet curse escaped my lips. Why did I always convince myself I could brave the frost without more layers? The sun hung high in a vast, unyiel...

Seniha's head throbbed, heavy and numb. She rubbed heavy circles into her temples and leaned deeper into the couch. She should really sleep more. Her headache knew her better than most of her friends did with how often she found herself accompanied by it. Every day, same hour, without a mistake. Right when the sun reached the top, her migraines came to visit. To be honest, even this nauseating headache felt homely at this...

During that Sweet Sixteen summer, we formed what we later called the Sisterhood Book Club. It was late July when we got rolling with that. Nancy joined later but she eventually caught up with us. The point was to find erotic scenes in fiction, and then discuss them among ourselves. We weren’t referring to porn, but so-called “mainstream books.” Gina, being the boldest of us, would take some of those works out of public li...

Rebecca is about to embark on what she thinks of as a new adventure. She first discovered her naughty secret on the beach and later enjoyed herself in the park. Having done some research lately, she now knows that the correct term for her little secret actually is exhibitionism, but she still prefers to think of them as adventures. Although she considers this kink a bit weird, and above all else, highly risky, Rebecca is...

Liv is in bed, her hand underneath her own body, squeezing one of her ass cheeks. Her finger pressed against her anus. Penetrating it is not her thing, but softly caressing the sensitive area around her asshole when she plays with herself makes her orgasms so much stronger. Her other hand is playing with her clit. It has been there for a while now, slowly building up the pressure, and although she loves her long and slow...

In a marketplace where naked, nubile nymphs offered themselves for pleasure, I found my attention captured by a lovely trio: a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead. A sudden urge to lap nectar from their sweet, dripping pussies overwhelmed me; one slut would never be enough. “I’ll take one of each,” I said, being audaciously greedy and delighted when three gorgeous girls perused my body with a similar lust. “One of each?” my...

Chapter 1: Bounded by Duty, Bored by Duty Lady Valentina's body lay upon the satin sheets, her silk gown hiked up, exposing her bare breasts. The fabric clung to her skin, dampened with perspiration from the stifling room. Her eyes stared vacantly at the intricately carved ceiling as she felt the weight of Sir Bryn pressing against her. She let out soft moans, a carefully orchestrated symphony of pleasure that deceived hi...

eight The westering sun had already dried the stormwater from the bare earth as Rachel pushed through the screen door once more. Dust stirred from rain-pounded craters as she stepped down, then swirled tetchily aside as the hem of her borrowed bathrobe followed to drag listlessly about her bare feet. Rachel paused, her eyes on the ground, and took a breath. Beyond the peeling whitewash of the nearby corner of the villa, s...

six Rachel was so wrapped in her thoughts that she did not register the familiar baritone rumble of the bike until it was right beside her. She jumped at the startling clatter of its disengaged clutch as Syn guided it to a halt: sharply angular, pillar-box red fairings like armour on an insectile steed. The social nuances of greeting were beyond Rachel, so she contented herself with an ambiguous smile while Syn dismounted...

I moved fast to get to the tent on time, standing in to read oracle cards at The Wild Woman Festival. Simone texted first thing this morning begging me to work my day off. She finally moved things on with the masseur working the next tent and last night saw them fucking indulgently for the first time - and second and third. Simone’s message didn’t hold back. I was in a dry spell by choice, focusing on using these weeks at...