"Damien fulfills one of his fantasies with Alyssa."
Two full days passed before Alyssa finally texted Damien. Not wanting to appear desperate, she had fought the temptation to contact him the very next day after their amazingly erotic encounter at Pan’s Labyrinth. Damien had awakened the insatiable lustful...
"Ruby's fantasy of servicing her boss comes true."
This is so wrong but it feels so right. Sitting on my boss’ chair with my legs spread apart, my skirt hiked up, and my black panties pushed aside as I glide my middle finger across my slick labia shouldn't’...
"Aiden meets Damien at the bisexual sex club and lives out her fantasy with him."
It was all the rage and Aiden couldn’t ignore it any longer. Pan’s Labyrinth had opened up in the Meatpacking District and it was receiving rave reviews from the bisexual community; a club dedicated to bisexuals and pansexuals alike. If...
"A night re-imagined..."
What I imagined the night we met...It’s a perfect autumn day. I’m cruising down country roads, windows down, my car filled with the scent of firewood and dead leaves and some alternative rock band from the early 2000s blasting from...
"Bi curious woman is seduced by new co-worker"
The Friday after five drinks went pretty much as usual. Vincent and Mike were having one of their long winded conversations. They were harping on about the surveillance state and Edward Snowden. Kirsten wondered why she had joined. She could...
"Raymond decides to explore Andrea's kinks..and his too!"
A couple of weeks had gone by since Ray had started going out with Andrea. They had gotten intimate for a couple of more times, but Ray found that Andrea was a little reluctant to share her kinks.One day when...
A mysterious club is thereWhere all people wear masksKinky and hot fun if you dareAre you up for this taskA mask must be worn you seeSluts dance around youA dedicated group of threeWill be all yours to screwMasked beauties in...
"Looking for a new experience to start the night"
After fifteen minutes in the heat of the sauna, I feel the tension of the last days drain from my body. I open my eyes, and start to survey the men around me. Nothing special so far. One guy looks...
"Missing the train home turned into the start of a new adventure."
I used to hate getting the last train home; it’s often filled with drunks or people still carrying on the party. However, that is not the last train home. If you are unlucky enough to have missed what you thought...
