Sixty minutes on the clock, I set my phone to count, Sliding my hand in my panties, my pussy dripping wet. Fingers part my labia, exposing my engorged clit, Fifty-eight minutes left as I begin to stroke and tease. Fifty-five minutes remain, I circle my nub with vigour, Pinching my nipple hard, adding to the growing fervour. My hips buck, matching my fingers' quickening pace, Fifty-two minutes to go, flush spreads across m...

With bated breath and eyes closed he felt the warmth of his fingers sliding up and down on his oil slicked cock. He surrendered to the warmth of the moment. He felt as though each stroke was a reflection of his emotions and fantasies. The world outside faded away as he embraced this feeling. He imagined his wife before him, erotically making love to her favourite black friend. He stroked faster and tried to grip his oily...

The project manager pushed her apartment door shut, the sound reverberating through the empty space. Ensuing quiet was punctuated only by the subtle hum of the refrigerator and muffled cacophony of traffic twenty stories below. "Another day of endless meetings and forced smiles," she muttered, feeling tension knotting her shoulders. Thoughts raced with the day's events: strained laughter at her boss's poor jokes, furtive...

In the dimly lit room, their secret place, Mind whirling with erotic highs. Glowing embers igniting into fire, Oh, the feeling of electrifying flare. Immersed in passion's unending roll, No words needed, just raw desire, Gently tracing her curves with fingertips. Teasing touches, whispers in the air, Overtaken by a passionate rage. Cascading waves of pleasure take flight, Until they reach the pinnacle, the height. Merging...

Training continued. They made me rehearse my activities in enormous detail. I acted out so many scenarios with the actors that might occur when I met the target. The wonderful release offered by my time with Nasrah helped me deal with the burden of it. My date of departure to London loomed. Tuesday came along, and at 1.00 PM I was outside Aisha’s house. I rang the bell, holding my little cardboard tube with something ratt...