Your Turn

"It is my turn to please you."

Hey you, Come hereYes you. Over here. Okay, stand right thereTry to relax, loosen up a bitTake a slow deep breath Would you rather sit?Oral sex, you see,Is one of my favorite sinsAnd unbuttoning your pantsIs how my game beginsLift your hips...

No More Tears

"Dina is tired of crying over her cheating husband and tries something new."

The letter arrived today that Dina had been expecting, yet it didn't ease the sting of the formality of the words as she read them to herself, Petition for Divorce.Since her husband walked out on her over eight months ago,...

A sexual awakening

"Bruce watched the gay porn video on his phone and his dick grew hard"

My name is Bruce Burnett, I'm the son of one of the richest families in California. I'm a fantastic-looking guy with a great sense of fashion. And I'm also great in bed.Back in high school, I was a total jerk....

When in Rome

"Whilst on holiday in Rome we had a memorable experience in a high class adult sex club"

To celebrate our twentieth wedding anniversary my wife Susie and I decided to return to Italy which we had first visited ten years earlier. The twins were seventeen years old now and quite capable of looking after themselves, although we did...

Late For Work?

"What's her priority - getting to work on time or satisfying his needs?"

Andrea finished her coffee, stood up from the breakfast table and stretched. Her tight white blouse and grey skirt showed off her elegant figure."Right," she said, glancing at the clock, "I must get to work." She picked up her car...

Home Alone – Almost

"Husband gets an unexpected surprise when he wakes up with a urgent need to pee"

Greg woke up, urgently needing to pee and was about to put some clothes on but remembered that he was alone. Both his college-age daughter, Bree and his wife, Laura were at work. Finally, he was alone and had the...

Penance: Chapter 1

"A Catholic school girl gets caught stealing from the church and has to take punishment from a priest"

Alice leaned her head on her pale, freckled hand and looked out the window of her classroom on the 3rd floor of St. Ignace’s Academy for Young Women, longing for adventure. It was three weeks from Christmas and the Cincinnati...