She stepped close and reached down, picking up his discarded boxers from the floor. The fabric was still warm. “Head down,” she commanded. He obeyed. She folded the cloth slowly, deliberately, and tied it tight around his eyes. “Now you don’t get to look at me,” she said softly. “You get to feel. That’s all you’ve earned.” He shivered, arms tightening slightly in the bindings above. Blind now. Waiting. Cass brushed the cr...

The final dice clattered across the table. Silence followed. Cass leaned back in her chair, tapping a nail against her DM screen. “And with that final failed save,” she looked up, smiling sweetly, “the entire party is unconscious.” Groans erupted. A chorus of expletives and mock outrage filled the living room. Cass waited, calm, enjoying the chaos. “But,” she continued, voice smooth and cool as steel, “instead of killing...

Jamie hovered over her, cock sheathed and throbbing, his breath coming in short, shallow bursts. He was nervous. She could see it. “Go slow,” Nina said, voice soft but firm. “I want to feel every inch.” He nodded, jaw tight, and guided himself forward. The head of his cock pressed against her slick, aching entrance. He paused, exhaling. Then he pushed. Nina gasped as he filled her, inch by careful inch, his cock thick, pu...

The unexpected knock came about mid-afternoon. Jamie padded to the door in socks and a faded uni hoodie, expecting a package or maybe a neighbour complaining about music. He had been focusing on one of his assignments, a particularly dull essay on the spread of cutlery through the British Empire and what that said about changing societal standards. So he was happy for the distraction. He was even happier when he opened it...

She was on her knees tugging at his belt with a grin that made his knees weak. Her wedding dress bunching up around her feet. “Mmm, I love your cock,” she murmured around him. “God, I love being married.” He groaned, hand in her hair, thrusting back into her face until he exploded, his white seed spattering her white dress before she came to her senses. The congregation stared, open-mouthed, some horrified, some delighted...

She couldn’t move. Leilani lay sprawled on the armchair, chest heaving, hair clinging to her cheeks, her body still shuddering from the orgasm Tasha had just ripped out of her. Her thighs were wet, aching. Her cunt was quivering, still twitching around nothing. She’d lost count of how many times she’d come that night, maybe four she thought hazily. She blinked up at the ceiling, dazed and buzzing, and turned her head, jus...

She should have been shocked. Watching her husband bent over the arm of the sofa, flushed and whimpering while Marcus, massive, hulking Marcus, fucked him with slow, powerful thrusts that made the furniture creak? She sat on the armchair just metres away, knees drawn up, two fingers idly teasing her slick, throbbing clit. She hadn’t even meant to start touching herself. Not really. But she couldn’t help it. Her hand just...

He hadn’t expected it to feel this good. Not just the physical, though fuck, that was incredible. Makoa’s arse was tight, hot, gripping his cock. But it was more than that. The way Makoa moaned every time Marcus bottomed out. The way his back arched. The way his arse pushed back now, shamelessly meeting every thrust. Marcus had started slow. Calculated. Testing boundaries, his own, mostly. But now, with every pulse of hea...

Marcus was having a great night. Tasha had been right when she though Leilani would be perfect for him. She was flat on her back, legs folded up tight to her chest, her ankles resting on his shoulders as he fucked her into the mattress. Her hair clung to her face in damp strands, eyes rolling back with every stroke. Her cunt was soaked, taking every inch of his cock as she moaned. “Ohh, fuck, Marcus!” she sobbed, body tre...

Makoa didn’t really know how the hell he ended up in this position, but he wasn’t about to complain. He lay flat on the massive bed, thighs trembling, hips slick with sweat, and Tasha, was riding him with wild abandon. Her skin was a deep, glowing brown in the soft lighting, her full breasts bouncing with every moaning roll of her hips, and her cunt was hot, wet, gripping him with every stroke like it didn’t want to let h...

Tasha first saw Leilani at the Monday morning staff meeting, halfway through a boring quarterly update about shipping metrics, sipping burnt coffee and wondering if anyone else in the room was hungover. And then Leilani walked in with their manager as she was introduced as a new hire. She was small. Quiet. Creamy bronze skin, that looked Southeast Asian. Big, dark eyes that looked innocent, too innocent. Long, glossy hair...

Ben's lips parted, but no words came out. His pulse thundered in his ears. He managed a shaky nod, barely visible. “What do you mean, help?” Claire’s gaze held his, steady and calm. She didn’t rush. “You know what the rules are,” she said. “You know what’s considered off-limits.” He nodded, slowly. “Vaginal sex. Before marriage. It’s a sin.” “Exactly. That’s the line. That’s the thing they build the purity talks around. T...

The gates of New Horizons Christian College were tall, black wrought iron with golden lettering. Beyond them: red brick buildings, white columns, trimmed hedges and students walking the paths, all models of decorum. Ben adjusted his backpack and stepped out of his dad’s car, heart thudding with anticipation and something harder to name. He smiled weakly as his parents prayed over him one last time at the curb, hands gripp...

They locked eyes across the foyer. The lift arrived. They stepped in without a word. The doors shut. In moments his hand was under her skirt. She pushed into his trousers, grabbing his cock, hard, leaking. He yanked her knickers aside, fingers buried in her cunt. Wet. Clenching. His thumb crushed her clit. She kept jerking him, rough, relentless. His hips snapped. Cum flooded his boxers, hot and thick over her fist. She c...

Liam gripped Cassie’s arm, dragged her upright with both hands, spun her around, and shoved her gently but firmly toward the narrow space between her car and the wall, just far enough off the road to be hidden from anyone passing. Cassie stumbled slightly as he pushed her around, still cuffed, still flushed from her climax. But instead of struggling, she smiled and dropped to her knees before him, her cuffed hands sliding...