Molly “Ohh, that feels good,” I moaned as Josh teased me with his tongue. His warm breath tickled my inner thighs and caused my pussy to clench and my legs to clamp around his head. He tugged me closer to him by my hips and moaned into me, pressing his to...
The ride to Jeff and Marsha’s house was quite a sexual adventure. Sandwiched between the sexy, young couple, Eve wrapped her arms around their waists as they left, and she let herself be led to their car. Their shiny, newer BMW was an affluent contrast to...
A sense of joy and triumph filled Abigail when she turned off the main road and into the neighborhood. For the very first time in her twenty-three-years-long life, she was driving home—to her home. It was just a rental, a duplex at that, but her name, onl...
wannabe89 Hi everybody. I guess I'm a cuckold wannabe at this point. I've been lurking for a couple years now and just joined so I could post. I am white, cis, and thirty-eight years old. Diana is thirty-six and nice-looking, with a respectable set. I've...
The darkness enveloped me as I sat alone on my bed in the stillness of another night without my Sir, as he was away on yet another business trip. My body ached with a familiar yearning, and even the thought of turning to pornography for release left me fe...
The word, “slut,” holds a life-defining impact. The monosyllabic phrase has power over me, you, men, and women. No matter how one disguises or makes light of it, the negative connotations remain. Even in today’s culture of tolerance and acceptance, being...
Andreu and Christina clinked their wine glasses and toasted each other’s health. It was their third date, and they were meeting after work. “You look nice,” he told her, and she flicked her fingers through her dark brown hair, which she was wearing in a b...
Yes, I’m a cuckold, so what? You get your gratification the way you want; I get mine the way I like it. I’ve been a knowing cuckold for over a year and an actual cuckold for about two years. No, I didn’t come home early one day and find her with some guy....
On Friday Sophie received an odd letter in the post. It informed her she had been selected at random from all the entries received for the Grange Hotel competition. It included a printed voucher for a meal with drinks, and an overnight stay on the followi...
The light went out and the door closed, leaving Destiny in the dark silence of the windowless room. She took a deep breath and relaxed, knowing he would return in thirty minutes to untie the leather straps binding her wrists together, and rested them on h...
Desire. Parallel to the passions that rule our sun and temper our moon, desires are the stars permeating the midnight of our hearts. Twinkling and countless, our wants and yearnings flit about, cascading and dancing, sometimes burning with intensity but o...
Awe-inspiring and terrifying, the black, leather paddle in my hand was a masterpiece of erotic art. Several layers of stiff leather were double-stitched together, creating a stratified veneer of punishment. Flowery, Gothic lettering spelled out “SLAVE” in...
I'm alone in a hotel room. Next door, a couple is making love. There is laughter, giggling, and teasing. Good signs it's a healthy relationship. I can hear the bed creak slightly, and I can picture the clothes strewn about the room. The condom wrapper on...
His car was in the driveway next to hers. After parking down the street, I made my way to the backyard and found the back door unlocked. I slipped inside, quietly closing it behind me, and slipped off my shoes. My ears searched for sounds, picking up the...
Into your room I walked, intent on holding you Deeply aware of your parents' voices through those thin walls Like sirens and accomplices the cicada began And you came to me with summer's eyes. Warm and lazy was summer's breath Soft sweet jasmine through t...
