After lockdown eased, I needed to be fucked so urgently I could barely think. At first I was nervous, but then I reminded myself that not only had I been double-jabbed, I also hadn’t been anywhere. After several cups of tea to get my courage up and a rearrangement of bookshelves that I didn’t even try and pretend was anything other than procrastination, I ignored my pounding heart and signed onto Grindr. I hadn’t been on...

"I think I'm going a bit mad."  "We're all going a bit mad, sweetie."  Now I've never been a happy recipient of pet names or even inappropriate chumminess. 'Luv', 'babe', 'dearie', or even 'you guys' is likely to cause me to bristle like an over-amorous porcupine. Admittedly, at home, I might be 'honeybun' or 'dinkums' or 'sweet cheeks' or 'sugar lips' or even 'dreamy dripping cunt bitch I'm going to skewer on my cockhead...

Her alarm clock told her that it was midnight and sixteen-year-old Lydia Case jumped out of bed and switched on her laptop. While it began its start-up sequence, she stripped off her PJs and headed to her lingerie drawer and rummaged through the collection of bras and panties she owned and removed a pair of black silk thong panties and a matching shelf bra. From another drawer and hidden in the back among the various pair...

Flynn was alone in the laundry room finishing loading his clothes in the washer. He popped in a few coins, jiggled the handle and the machine was off and running; not exactly humming, more like chugging and rattling. Regardless, he gave himself a high-five for levelling up to “Laundry Pro”. He couldn’t decide what to do next while waiting. Maybe a run? That meant going back up to his apartment to change out of his jeans a...

Molly stepped out of her bathroom wrapped in a towel from the much-needed shower. Her need was too strong and her skin crawled to be touched. The water cascaded down her body, wrapping her in warmth and the solitude needed to allow her fingers to roam. They relieved her of the ache that had been building all night. Building because of Flynn.  She smiled as she thought of his name. Not being able to touch him when she so c...

Flynn grumbled at himself as he ran water over his hand under the kitchen tap. In his completely distracted state this evening, he had reached into the oven to remove the cannelloni, somehow forgetting to wear oven mitts. He only touched the ceramic casserole dish for a mere fraction of a moment, yet he jumped back, growling in anguish before hopping over to the sink to flood cold water over his singed hand. “This poor ha...

“Thank you and now get the hell into your room. I can't work with you beside me,” Claire scolded her roommate Christopher with just a hint of desperation in her voice. “Come on, you didn't even receive the e-mail with your exam questions yet. Besides, it was you who came to me almost crying because your internet connection wasn't working. How did you accidentally delete our Wi-Fi password from your computer?” Christopher...

“Things seem to be getting bad out there, Jan.”  “Yes, they are Jim. The governor is talking that state and countrywide lockdowns could be in place within the next day or so.”  “Oh enough,” Molly grumbled, turning off the TV and its constant news coverage. She stretched and her eyes fell on the laundry basket. “Crap. I forgot.”  Molly looked down at her tank top and sweatpants, double-checking to make sure she was decent...