"My wife wants more sex"
My wife was horny again. I thought I wore her out last night with my tongue and cock making her cum so many times she passed out from exhaustion. I was wrong. She was hornier than ever now.Throughout the morning she was sexting me...
"His lust got the better of him"
I had been a regular customer at the same hair salon for a couple of years, and always with the same stylist, Claire. I liked her work and enjoyed her company, and she mine. She was easy going and always...
"Mom took a wrong turn and discovered more than she bargained for..."
I’d been building a dungeon in my house for my new girlfriend, being that she was leading me down the decadent path of a little light BDSM now and again. Nothing heavy or brutal, just some fun bondage here, a...
Jeremy's beautiful smile lit up the room as we finished the tour of the rental home. He looked more sexy in his jeans and tight t-shirt than during the morning meeting. This was my type of man. His smooth milk...
"A glamour knows how to work the boundaries"
From a sleepy town in the heart of Devonshire, arrived a twenty-one year old for the day’s photoshoots which were strictly professional.For a nude model, Molly was naturally perfect, and at times rather cheeky. Despite everything, she understood that nothing...
"A night with my favourite john"
Marriott, Forest Hill, I’ve been here before.Walking past the front desk feels almost like foreplay; I love the guessing eyes of the receptionists on me. My black and nude, lace-trimmed Gucci dress is revealing enough, and my make up is...
"Paul and Maggie meet up after their nights with different lovers"
I was feeling a sense of panic and dread, as well as a pounding headache, when the taxi picked me up from Elaine’s small hotel. The driver wasn’t talkative, for which I was grateful. He just started driving towards Michael’s...
"As Nick is inducted into the fellowship, he is forced to watch his wife’s very public submittance"
Late eveningThe soft lapping of the water against the side of the boat and the rhythmic putt putt of the motor were failing to be a calming influence as I fought against the waves of claustrophobia. I’m not sure exactly...
"A week's detention. Alone. Back to class, Ashley."Holding the confiscated phone, she thumbs the intercom."No calls, no interruptions, thirty minutes.""Yes, Ms Jackson," is the giggling reply.She pulls up her skirt and caresses the long, swollen clit beneath the silk, scrolling...
When mystery surrounds,And my pathway of thoughts not clear.I close my eyes, Struggling to visit my place of tranquil calm, Who should come across my path?You, in all your glorious vibrant technicolour,Your own needs set to one side.You minister your grace.You touch my...
