(Mid 1990s) I woke to voices from the next room. I first thought it was Mark and Brandon, the guys who were letting me use their office as my apartment while going through my divorce. Pretending to still be sleeping as their conversation continued, I became aroused by the idea that they may pass my open door and discover me naked on the bed. “Is she here?” A question came from a voice I didn’t recognize. Holding my breath...

(Mid 1990s) After I recorded my little fashion show for Mark and Brandon, Brandon asked if I would be interested in making more videos. He offered his services as a cameraman. I didn’t hesitate. I had left my husband in large part because I could not be myself in that relationship. When I tried to express my exhibitionist nature, he was not into it. It upset him. I went years being the wife he wanted and not able to even...

Paul: I heard from Tony late on Saturday afternoon to meet him and my wife Rebecca at a bar called The Garden at around ten o'clock. Accompanying the text message was a short video of what I assumed was my wife bent over an armchair being fucked pretty vigorously. I could see neither of their faces, but the screamed-out orgasm sounded like my wife's voice. My feelings were initially hurt, but they changed as I remembered...

Charlotte reclines on the dining table, an envision of exotic beauty, legs spread over my shoulders with her thong drawn taut against her pussy. The remainder of her porcelain skin lays bare yet teasingly shrouded by her silken ebony tresses. My tongue traces the sodden, black cotton line before I nip it between my teeth and tug away. "Now obey... every word," my seductress breathes, caressing her clitoris once more with...

I settled into my usual spot by the window of the coffee shop. The aroma of fresh coffee enveloped me. It was a refuge from daily life, where I could lose myself in caffeine and solitude. The two women sitting across the room had become a familiar sight to me. They exuded magnetic energy with their infectious laughter and animated conversations. One had fiery red hair and a confidence that caught my eye, the other, a brun...

As I stand at the threshold, my heart pounding, the door swings open to reveal a middle-aged man with a rugged demeanor. He's dressed in jeans and a simple black T-shirt, exuding effortless cool. His eyes rake over me, pausing at the revealing red dress that I purposely picked out for this audition, the fabric clinging to my curves and accentuating my hourglass figure. My legs start shaking as I consider the implications...

I must tell you about a very exciting sexual experience that my wife, Susie, and I enjoyed just under a year ago. As we approach the anniversary of our journey into a wonderful world of exhibitionist sex, I still get hard just thinking about it those first steps, because at the time it was just about the most amazing and naughty thing we had ever done. We had been wanting to expand our sexual horizons for some time but we...

“Wow! Look at all the mercenary Star Jumpers out there. It’s an entire armada.” “Armageddon,” Roulph quipped. “For us, at least.” “There are some mercenary groups out there that I’ve never even heard of.” “Well, Charlie, ten super-large draws a lot of tough love.” Charlie, Shanta, and Roulph were geared up and strapped into their Battle Cranes. Shanta piloted the newly acquired Condor, one of the biggest, most powerful me...

My skin was smooth and glowing; one of the benefits of being covered in cum is that it’s good for the skin. I had a massive to-do list—party preparations—and the young men from Top Cuts Landscaping ultimately had to spend the entire day at my house getting things ready. Dressed in nothing fancy, just a regular housedress, I supplied sandwiches, snacks, cool beverages, and a hot pussy along with my eager, greedy mouth. I r...

My idea was either a stroke of genius, or I was insane and delusional. I’d know which one in just a few hours. “Welcome to a very special, double-broadcast edition of Keaton’s Sinns,” the sultry brunette, wearing a slutty, latex nurse uniform, said to the plethora of cameras. Keaton was hosting her show in my living room. She and her crew had flown in from the West Coast that morning, and I’d spent the entire day cooking...