New Year Resolutions

"With the best intentions, Caitlyn tries to start the New Year differently"

Caitlyn had been called many things; slut, fucktoy, cum whore, fat slag. She knew it was true. She couldn’t help it.She described herself on her Tinder profile as “a curvy, if a little chubby and wobbly, busty, big-bottomed English bunny,...

Her Warmth, My Gift

"A sleepy morning transforms into sensual bliss as a lover's tender oral caresses awaken passion beneath the sheets."

Under the sheets, the world was soft and still—a sanctuary of warmth and quiet. The faint aroma of vanilla and musk lingered in the air, subtle yet intoxicating. Beside me, the woman I cherished slept soundly, her body radiating gentle...

A Door Ajar

"A young man caught glimpses of his neighbor while she was getting dressed."

Monica’s long, nimble fingers had her blouse half unbuttoned by the time she first strode past the cracked-open bedroom door. “Thank you for fixing that running toilet, Sweetie,” she called out into the hallway. “I only jiggled the handle for you,...

A Christmas Opportunity

"A young elf entertains the corporate board"

As Angie bent down to grab a package she realized the globes of her thong-clad butt were likely visible to half the room. She adjusted her approach to kneel, rather than bend, though the flex of her naked thighs elicited...

Post-Pickle Poke

"Letting off Steam at the Pickleball Christmas Social"

"I can't believe his thighs!" Sheila drooled, as she followed the lunging swipes of newcomer Josh. Their beginners' pickleball Christmas social was certainly looking up. "Now there's a Christmas present I'd like to unwrap," Sheila mused."Yeah, how old would you...

The lights dimmed, the phone’s glow more pronounced on Paige’s face.  Huge brown eyes, thick black hair.  Long, thin fingers with shiny mauve nails and half a year’s income glittering on her finger.  Posh as hell and all mine, except...

Embarrassment Turns To Ecstasy For Meagan

"The firm’s annual formal Christmas Party was held on Friday, December 13th this year.  What could go wrong?"

Meagan slipped into her formal black dress for the firm’s annual Christmas Party.  The gown was floor length, below the spikes of her ankle-strap stilettos.  She smoothed down the gown, grabbed her clutch, and hurried downstairs to the waiting taxi,...