The following afternoon, Caroline couldn’t wait to tell Sasha about her night with Marcus. She called her the moment she had a free minute, the words spilling out of her in a rush of excitement and laughter. “Oh my God, Sasha,” Caroline gushed, pacing the living room as she recounted every tantalizing detail. “He was… incredible. Huge. I’ve never felt anything like it in my life. It was like he knew exactly what I needed,...

Caroline’s life had been a series of carefully measured steps. She married Tim right out of college because he was safe, stable, and dependable. Their small suburban home was a picture of domestic simplicity—clean, quiet, and uninspired. Tim was a kind man, but their relationship had become more about routine than romance. Their sex life, when it happened, was lackluster at best, and Caroline had grown used to the dull ac...

In the days following the night Matt watched Beth with Adrian, his mind was a swirling storm of emotions. Humiliation and jealousy lingered, but so did something unexpected—a deep sense of arousal and a strange, unshakable pride. Seeing Beth so alive, so fulfilled, had stirred something inside him he didn’t fully understand. Every time he replayed the scene in his mind, his feelings grew more complicated. He remembered th...

In the days and weeks following her first encounter with Adrian, Beth transformed even further. She no longer shied away from her desires; instead, she embraced them with a newfound boldness that radiated in everything she did. Her trips to the gym became longer, her outfits skimpier. She now favored sports bras with plunging necklines and shorts that barely covered her toned, round butt. She took pleasure in the way men’...

Curiosity Awakened Ten years of marriage hadn’t been unkind to Beth, but lately, she found herself craving something more. At thirty-two, she was undeniably beautiful, with thick blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, bright hazel eyes, and a body that turned heads—a voluptuous figure with large, firm breasts, wide hips, a toned bubble butt, and a slender waist. But despite her physical allure, her marriage to Matt had...

Aurelia Lombardi had always been captivating. In high school, everyone had been drawn to her, boys and girls alike. It wasn't just her beauty that caught the eye. But rather the way she seemed to light up a room without trying. Tonight was no different. Even in the bar's dim atmosphere, she was glowing, her presence magnetic, pulling gazes toward her. "It's so good to see you, Tom! I can't believe it's been three years!"...

Bathed in moonlight, the 'boy-toy' kneels reverent and naked on the cold floor. Lustful eyes pleadingly fixed on me. Stifling my laughs, I roll my eyes. 'Did it just grow? Pfft, barely.' Kissing my dildo I make him wait. Finally my feet begin caressing his... Clit? Least the dildo actually satisfies me. But, with barely time to enjoy the dildo, he squirms. Then his pathetic warmth splutters across my stockings. His shame...

It was the first week of college. I was anticipating a great week of meeting people and seeing what my first class schedule was like. Forget all the math and boring stuff. I had tennis scheduled twice per week, and that meant I was in the gym locker room twice per week. And that meant the showers were coming. Yes, the communal showers where all the shower heads were in the open and all the guys were exposed. I found mysel...

Trish reentered the guest room, and the sounds of two bodies slapping together hit Brad’s ears before he even saw them. “Hey, Betsy,” Trish hummed and turned the camera toward the bed. “Your husband wants to watch.” “W-what?” Betsy gasped. She lifted her gaze to the camera, her face twisted half in shock, half in pleasure. “Oh, god. Honey, I’m so sorry.” Brad exploded. His wife lay naked on her back, her bare boobs floppy...

Brad swallowed deeply. His eyes drifted back to the last image. Yes. Please. He waited for the next photo, his two fingers and thumb jerking at his cock. Instead, another message appeared, and it made him moan in perverse decadence. Say please send me more pictures of my wife dancing with another guy. I thought you didn’t want me to remind you we’re married. I do in this case. Please send me more pictures of my wife danci...

Brad’s phone buzzed beside him, the screen lighting up to reveal the image of his smiling wife. The anxious husband stopped pretending to watch TV and snatched the device from off the armrest. It had been over an hour and a half since his last message, twice as long since his first. In all that time, Betsy hadn’t replied to a single text. Yes, she was on vacation, and yes, her best friend and her husband were taking her o...

A notification pinged Josh's phone, a message on one of the gay apps from an account named Bi4Top. "Hey stud, you lookin?" That was all it said. He'd normally ignore messages like this. But it had been a while since his last hook-up so he decided to give him a look. A bit of a belly, plenty of fur; just Josh’s type. The guy's profile was hot but Josh noticed a wedding ring in one of the pictures. "Does she know?" he chanc...