Hot Bath It's just after midnight on our anniversary, and my wife tells me to go take a hot bath to relax before bed. I'm in there for fifteen or twenty minutes when she texts me, saying to grab the cigarettes. She used to smoke before we met; now it's an occasional thing she does when she's feeling kinky, so I know where this is going. I throw on a towel, run into the basement to grab them from their hiding spot, and lea...

A quick recap. I had met 4 men at a club and fucked them all individually. One had a room and we were just about to go there for some more fun. *** Without hesitation, we made our way toward the lobby. I hooked my arm around one of the men, clutching his arm tightly as we walked through the club. The eyes of strangers followed us, knowing exactly what had just transpired, but I didn’t care. My body still buzzed with the a...

The implication was clear. She wanted to be noticed, wanted to be desired, wanted to be taken by these men, just as she had been earlier. The jealousy and humiliation churned within me, but so did the arousal, the sick, perverse desire to see her in that role, to watch as she flaunted herself for others. Sarah’s gaze never wavered as she took another sip of her coffee, her eyes boring into mine, daring me to say something...

As I approached the sprawling estate, my grip on the steering wheel tightened until my fingertips grew numb. Under my breath, I cursed my father for sending me to do his dirty work. I couldn't stop glancing at the passenger seat, where a plain manila envelope, stuffed full, was hidden under one of my jackets. "Take this to him," Dad had told me earlier that afternoon. "He'll know what it's for." I started to shake my head...

Part 1: The Game begins It was a sweltering summer evening when I invited my three closest friends over for drinks and poker. We had always enjoyed these occasional gatherings, where laughter flowed as freely as the whiskey. My wife, Michelle, had graciously agreed to entertain us for a bit before retreating to give us our space. Little did we know that night would take an unexpected turn that none of us would ever forget...

Part 1: Setting the Scene The soft light of the bedroom lamp casts a warm glow over our sanctuary. Michelle, my wife, stands in front of her vanity, her reflection shimmering in the mirror. I sit on the edge of our bed, anticipation building as I watch her prepare for the evening. Her movements are slow, deliberate, and sensual, each one sending shivers of excitement down my spine. Michelle’s beauty has always captivated...

As I turned on the TV in the basement, I noticed Stormi taking another beer from the bar fridge. She poured it into her glass, which was nearly empty. Most of the ice had melted. I said, “Bring me a beer too, and remember to put ice in your next one.” I’d told her only two beers, but me getting her drunk and taking advantage of her wouldn’t be an issue. She’d tried to screw me the previous night and gave me a blowjob an i...

In the middle of my niece Stormi’s high school graduation, it began to sprinkle. As usual, the ceremony was held outdoors at the football field. I’d received my own diploma there a decade and a half earlier. There was only a slight drizzle at first and I felt just a drop or two per minute. I was sitting quite a distance from my relatives. My two older brothers and I still got along fine. They were happy I’d babysit their...

The only thing Marissa wanted to do was to take a smoke break, and she doesn’t even smoke. Even with starting at a new company, she felt the anxiety of meeting new people, and the added excitement of learning something new makes her want to put something in her mouth to ease it. Her working closely with Eduardo added to the intensity, especially when she was madly attracted to him and his scent. Eduardo would disagree wit...

As you instructed, I have turned on the heat, pulled out the sofa bed in your "fuck room", and have put on my cock and ball harness, wrist and ankle restraints, and slave collar. I kneel by your bed with a tremendous (for me) hardon, thinking of how you'll entertain yourself tonight. Although I can imagine what's in store for me, I know from experience that you'll be fucking some lucky stud's brains out tonight. Clad in y...

Jill Hastings slowly opened her eyes to the morning sunshine pouring into her bedroom window, stretched slowly with outstretched arms, and sighed softly. She glanced over at her husband’s side of the bed and found it empty. Damn, it’s golf-day Saturday, she recalled, then heard him rustling in the walk-in closet next to their spacious bathroom. The door slid open, and Steve walked out, dressed in his golf gear and tucking...

After Friday’s little escapade, I was looking forward to Monday. On Monday morning, I grabbed my stuff and walked across the street at Nine. I tapped on the door. Sharon opened the door and smiled. She let me in and closed the door. Pulling her to me I kissed her. She reached down and gave my dick a squeeze. We broke the kiss, and she led me to the dining room and asked if I would like a cup of coffee. I told her I was al...

Conrad clicked the lighter shut as he took a long drag of his fifth cigarette of the day. “Are you sure you want to do this? Like really sure?” “They don’t call it a calling for nothing, North.” Conrad North and Peter Kjellsson were sitting outside this fifties-themed diner, having just finished their burgers, and Peter was slowly slurping his shake, as his best friend since fifth grade chain-smoked as he had at any avail...