I hadn’t seen Emily for a few weeks, wondering if she had had enough of me. The doorbell rang. It was her! Should I think of her more? She had come to apologise that she hadn’t been around or messaged me. It was really busy at work and she had been working stupid hours, but had a surprise for me. Her sister was coming to visit her the following weekend. She might even introduce us, she slyly told me. On Saturday, I saw he...

Emerich was always such a dutiful butler. It was what he lived for. Cara was the most famous pop star in four of the seven continents. The other three considered her songs ‘contraband’ and banned any mention of her. She sat at her vanity dresser, bored, restless. She was out of meds and avoiding refilling the script. Instead, she was tracing the line of her vein with her eyeliner pencil, just making dark wiggly lines down...

I’ve been asked how we met. Emily moved into the house at the end of my row of houses, and we met while she was moving stuff in. I did the “Hi new neighbour” thing, my cock did the stiff thing, and we have occasionally bumped into each other since. Initially, this was a “hi” in passing, then it became longer chats. I always seemed to get the impression she was pure as the driven snow and wouldn’t cheat, so I hadn’t planne...

Emily works at Prada as a merchandiser on the weekends whilst studying fashion at a London university. She has always been into fashion and enjoyed her life being surrounded by it twenty-four seven. Michael works in the men’s sports section in the same Prada store as the manager, although he is six feet four inches tall, has green eyes, curly hair, stylish and looks like a model. They are flirtatious enemies who got on ea...

How on earth did I end up here? I felt like I had a lot going for me; I was valedictorian in high school, I was band director in senior year, I was a national merit scholar, hell, I even won that cookie-selling contest back in Girl Scouts, not to mention getting into Yale. But after a while, it all just seemed… aimless. Maybe I just ran out of challenges, but then again, what are achievements really worth when your life i...

Sarah and I had agreed to meet at an old Seaside Inn in Kennebunkport, Maine, for a weekend getaway. All during the week she had been the one expressing how horny she was, and how much she needed some attention. But it was through an act of nature and Sarah’s insatiable curiosity that I was the first to experience the joy and pleasure of an intense orgasm. In blinding, thick, wet fog, at the extreme end of a long seaside...

I held Carol’s ass as she moved her hips up and down and ina circular motion, sliding her wet pussy over my shaft. She held my head tightly against her breasts with her arms, and I became lost in a cocoon of soft breasts, hard nipples, hair tickling my face, and the aroma of her perfume. “I love your cock,” she whispered. “I love how it fills me up.” “I love how it makes me feel.” I sucked on a nipple as Carol moaned and...

I woke around 10:00 a.m., showered, dressed and went downstairs. Maybe Sarah and Maggie would be in the mood to fool around again. Maybe not. The only way to know was to be present when the two emerged from Sarah’s room, if they had not already done so. Sarah’s door was closed. I started to make a pot of coffee when I noticed that Maggie’s car was no longer in the driveway. All of her photography equipment was gone as wel...