Rattle, clunk. Every bump or hole that Carter couldn't evade made him wince. The noise coming from the front suspension of his battered Ford Edge could not be good. Any time now, the front wheels would fly off. He was sure of it. Carter cursed himself for not making the appointment sooner. He was too busy. It wasn't that big of a deal. It would go away on its own. All excuses to cover the fact that he really just didn't f...

My wife Ali and I were vacationing in a small beach town in Florida. There was a sexual undertone to this trip since it was a tropical location, and we didn’t have to pack many clothes. Just a few months before our trip, my wife and I started watching porn together, commenting on things we found sexy. These sessions gave us both insight into our fantasies and things that simply turn us on. This vacation would be the first...

Naked, I bounce up and down on his penis. A good session in bed means I can skip the gym tomorrow. I'm certainly burning calories! He's caressing my thighs with his palms. His cock isn't the largest I've had, but it's one of them and it feels good. It's reaching all the right places. His chest, which has a thin matt of hair and a small tattoo, is heaving and his eyes are closed. He's going to come soon. Good for him. Post...

I won't deny it. I've been into feminization as a part of the femdom kink for a long time. At this point, I can't even pinpoint when it started anymore. There's just something hot about it. In a way, I suppose it's like rebelling against a force of nature. Similar to how people rebel against authorities and break rules, purely for the thrill of it. Knowing that conventional biology states that I'm a man, yet doing everyth...

She bit her lip as the needle bit down, thinking back on the last hour or so. — She had eventually decided on a moebius strip, and the proprietor had to look that up before smiling and giving the thumbs up. He was cute - shy but confident in his craft, clean-shaven with a striking oak leaf on his left temple. They had made small talk whilst looking up tattoo ideas and she had found out that he was fresh out of a training...

It was Friday afternoon and Tom finished his deck staining job early. It had been really hot working outside all week and he was glad to finally be done. When he went up to the door to collect payment, the attractive customer he had been working for came out of the shower and answered the door only wearing a towel. Horny as hell driving home in his truck, he decided to take a little fun detour. Pulling over, he got out hi...

Fred thought that it was really kind of Stu to invite him to his flat-warming party. They got along well enough at work; they'd both joined the tech firm at around the same time. Stu fresh out of college, Fred after a successful first career at another company, now looking for a new challenge. They'd landed in the same team and struck up an unlikely friendship. It didn't seem to matter that Fred was old enough to be Stu's...

“Where do you want this box? It’s the last one,” my colleague Anton asked, waiting for me to appear; the rest of my stuff scattered all over the small one-room apartment floor. “Just leave it somewhere. I don’t have the energy to deal with any more boxes today.” It was move-into-the-new-place day and we all had had more than enough of our fair share. “Come, get a beer. The takeout is on the table. Where’s everyone else?”...

Prior to entering Georgina's employment, Mary has been invited to observe her new mistress at work in defence of the realm... So it was that at four o’clock the following day, Jimmy and I entered a cupboard on the landing and slipped down a passage to the window that looked out into Georgina’s boudoir. From her side the window was a mirror and, as she had explained, it was through this that the photographs were taken. It...

Bancroft Hall, Dorsetshire, England. September 1902. In the late afternoon of the second day after her arrival at Bancroft, the countess returned from a ride and found me in her sunlit bedroom tidying up, as befits a lady’s maid. I noticed she was moving stiffly and enquired as to the problem. ‘I almost fell off my horse in the woods on the far side of the lake,’ she answered, her slight German accent noticeable in the qu...

“Loosen up, girl!” Lynn sighed, unfolding…then refolding her arms. It was Saturday night, and she was sitting in a booth of a crowded club, drinks pouring and bass pounding. She was wearing (against her will) a black halter dress with basically no back and no skirt, her left arm showing off her almost-finished tattoo sleeve and her right leg showing off the outline of another sleeve. The only compromise she was able to ma...