Amy Venice is a maze of narrow alleys, stone bridges, and little canals that twist and turn as if designed to lead you astray. The group is all together for this part of the tour, but at some point, Mark and I find ourselves a little separated from the others. A pack of chattering holidaymakers forms a wall between us and the rest of our friends, and Mark takes full advantage of the moment. He leans in, close enough that...

Katie As we step aboard the ship, I take a long, satisfying look at the polished decks, the subtle sway of the ocean already humming beneath my feet. The salty breeze has that tang I adore, promising mischief and indulgence. Jack gives my hand a squeeze, a knowing smile pulling at the corners of his lips. He’s quiet as ever, but his eyes glint with that familiar, thrilling look. We’ve been talking about this trip for mont...

Sam About a week earlier, I was at home watching TV with my roommate Molly as the app-controlled vibrator Mark bought for me (Eggy, as we called it, affectionately) vibrated gently inside my pussy. I was working on checking off another item from Mark’s sexy scavenger hunt, which outlined several places and situations to wear the toy and try to make myself cum. 1. In class 2. On the train 3. Walking home from campus 4. Out...

"Katie, come down here please!" my stepmother calls from downstairs. Damn, what is with these people interrupting me when I'm trying to get myself off? I sigh deeply as I get up from my bed and quickly pull on my yoga pants and a loose shirt, not bothering with anything underneath - of course, I'm planning to go back to masturbating as soon as I find out what the step-monster wants from me now. As I walk down the stairs,...

"Just you and me today, Claire?""Thanks for letting me come over, Honey.""You're a woman with good ideas.""Gina's usually the one with the ideas. I love her, but sometimes… I'm less outgoing than Gina, so…""It's okay to need your own space, Claire.""Yet I'm invading your space, your home. Although, it feels comfortable.""Please. Get comfortable.""Shirts off?""And bras. Hee hee, that tickles, Claire.""Oops, sorry.""Don't s...

I woke up in a state of confusion.  My phone vibrated on the nightstand.  It took me a minute to remember I was sleeping in a rented beachfront townhouse.   I picked up the phone and saw that it was Stela.  It was just after midnight.  I’d been enjoying the kind of deep sleep that only comes after a long day, some good wine, and a mindblowing orgasm thanks to the blowjob she’d given me a few hours earlier. I didn’t unders...

“How many times have you flown to meet a woman for sex?” Stela asked.  I was sitting alone in the airport waiting for my flight to board.  Stela had sent me a video chat request. She was hiding from her family in the restroom of their beach house. “This is the first time,” I answered. “You can be honest with me,” she teased.  “I won’t be any less flattered. I’m sure you pulled this move in the past to impress other ladies...

"Okay, wow.""That is vigorous."I looked at the nightstand trembling on the floor of our room. "Are they shaking our lamp?""Old buildings, thin walls," Kevin noted. "Quite a reveille for our first morning in this backwoods log cabin.""It's a lodge, Kevin. And it's located approximately ten yards from the exit off a major highway. I confirmed that fact when you three nature lovers conspired to make our couples' vacation an...

"Did you just tell me to shhh?""You're moaning too loudly.""I didn't moan; I squealed. You're the one making too much noise." Balancing on my palm and my knees, I snatched a pillow off the bed and handed it back to Kevin. "Moan into this."Without halting his thrusts, my husband took his hand off my bare bottom and held the rectangular foam against his face to muffle his cries. "Oh, oh, ohh.""That's better." Then I let out...

“Let’s get outta here,” I said with a slight wink and tilt of my head. That was our little code which actually meant, “Let’s go fuck!” In a flash, we were in my bedroom, pants down, sixty-nining on my bed. Tommy and I were both in our late teens. We had started exploring sex together about a year and a half ago but that’s another story. For now, I’ll just tell you that we never had a safe place to play and the risk of get...

When we walked into what was once Dot's Cafe, I looked up at the huge spider webs covering the circular fan, light fixtures, and the ceiling in the corners of the room. The restaurant was filthy with thick layers of dust and debris. Old newspapers were piled in a corner by the door. A dozen dirty round wooden stools sat in front of the splintered counter. On the opposite wall, across from the counter, were three wooden bo...