The sun was a molten disk hanging low in the Nevada sky as John pulled his car off the freeway, the shimmering skyline of Las Vegas rising like a mirage ahead of him. The city stretched outward in a glittering sprawl of lights and illusions, promising escape, indulgence—and for him, something far more intimate. His fingers gripped the wheel a little tighter, knuckles whitening as he rolled down the window to let in the dr...

Sedulous Boss Chapter 2 Liliana It's been a few months since Julian told me about his fantasies, and we've decided to bring them to life. Our lifestyle looks more promising with every step we take. However, for the first time since I started sleeping with Mark, my husband's boss and my current lover, I was having some thoughts that were consuming me. One of those Friday nights when Mark couldn't come home, I was in the li...

Mara hadn’t been back to Pine Ridge since high school. Fifteen years, and the place still made her stomach knot. The trees were the same. The air carried that heavy lake smell, wet leaves, sap, algae. Even the gas station was still pushing the same shriveled hot dogs under glass. Julian drove with one hand on the wheel, the other on a gas station coffee. “You’re going to love it once we’re out on the water,” he said, smil...

The door clicked shut behind them. The room was dim, golden from the bedside lamps, the sheer curtains gently fluttering from the open balcony. The bed was still unmade from earlier, the scent of their earlier passion lingering faintly in the air. Mina took a few slow steps forward, her heels softly tapping the tile, her back still to the waiter. She stopped halfway to the bed. And just stood there. Her heart was pounding...

Lauren had always been a vision of elegance and warmth. Her curves seemed sculpted for desire—soft, full breasts that rose and fell with each breath, a waist that arched to meet the small of her back, hips that swayed with every step. Her lips were full and pink, hiding a soft vulnerability she rarely showed. But behind that beauty, something darker had always flickered: a restless hunger, an ache that never found relief...

Her hand stayed wrapped around his cock beneath the table, fingers slowly stroking through the fabric. Her touch was maddening—soft, steady, just enough to keep him painfully hard, desperate. Mina leaned in, lips brushing against his ear, voice barely audible beneath the hum of the restaurant. “Say it,” she whispered again. “Say you want your wife on her knees for him… bent over for him… in any position he wants.” Her hus...

The room was dim, lit only by the orange-pink glow of the Caribbean sunset spilling in through the balcony. The ceiling fan spun lazily above them, stirring the humid air while Mina lay on her back, legs open, her thick thighs framing her husband’s hips. Her skin was still warm from the afternoon sun, the salt of the ocean lingering on her collarbone. They hadn’t even made it to dinner—this was round two, maybe three. She...

The countryside air was warm with early summer, a soft breeze weaving through the trees outside the cabin. Anna stepped out of the car first, her sundress swaying gently against her legs. Her husband, Daniel, smiled behind her, lugging their suitcase like he always did, dutiful, quiet, content. She tried to smile back, but her thoughts were elsewhere. They hadn’t been away together in years. This trip was supposed to reki...

A few weeks later, the scent of the sea wafted through the open windows of Myra and Hans' beachside villa, mingling with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the faint hint of coconut oil. The sun had barely risen, casting a warm, golden light across the wooden floorboards. The house, once a sanctuary of marital bliss, now thrummed with an undercurrent of shared secrets and illicit desires. Kofi and Ade lounged in the l...

The Theater Seat – (Chapter 3)Chapter Three: The Park After Dark We drove in silence for about three minutes, the air still thick with everything we hadn’t said. She didn’t look at me. She just smoked — slow, sensual drags that glowed against her cheek like embers. Then she pointed. “Turn here.” It was a sprawling park on the outskirts of town — one of those places that straddles the line between wholesome and seedy depen...

The neighborhood was quiet in the mornings—too quiet, Susan thought, as she stood barefoot on the cool kitchen tile, coffee mug warm in her hands. Outside, morning sun glinted off manicured hedges and pristine driveways. Every lawn looked clipped with surgical precision. No toys left out. No clutter. No randomness. Everything was arranged. Deliberate. Controlled. Susan took a slow sip and leaned against the counter, her r...

Michael had always been a suspicious man, especially when it came to his wife, Deanna. She was beautiful, with long, flowing brunette hair, piercing green eyes, and a body that could make any man weak at the knees. But lately, he had noticed a change in her behavior. She seemed distant, often coming home late from work, and her once-passionate kisses had become mere pecks on the cheek. Michael's mind raced with thoughts o...

Douglas was the youngest of my extra-marital flings. He had just turned 18 when I met him. I had gone to a garden centre on the outer edge of the town to look for some new plants. It was a hot day and, as I walked around the centre, I saw that some of the young men looking after the plants had removed their shirts. Now, there's something quite sexy about a fit young man, bare from the waist up and sweating as he works, an...

Darran sat at his desk, his eyes briefly drifting from the spreadsheet on his screen to Mei's figure as she darted around the house. The leopard skin-tight jogging pants she wore clung to her curves, accentuating the contours of her body with every frantic movement. She was a blur of color, a stark contrast to the muted tones of his work-from-home environment. He couldn't help but admire the way her ass moved in those pan...