Chapter Six Still naked, the walk back to Luz’s apartment was a blur, the sun still high, baking the dusty streets. Faye’s bare feet slapped against the warm cobbles, her skin slick with sweat, the tonic’s heat ebbing but still smoldering in her veins. Her thighs rubbed together, slick and sticky, every step a reminder of how wide she’d spread herself in the square. Jenny padded beside her, silent for once, her lean frame...

Coming back from Sharm El Sheikh felt like stepping out of a dream and into reality. The days there had been slow, filled with golden sunsets, laughter, stolen kisses, and lots of incredible sex. Now, time moved too fast, pulling me back into meetings, deadlines, and responsibilities. But one thing remained clear in my mind—no matter how demanding life got, Amal would never feel like an afterthought. She was my priority....

The early morning light crept through the curtains as Carol prepared for work, collecting her thoughts and emotions in the calm silence. Two days had passed since the tender moment she shared with Annie, and much to her relief, it seemed as if her daughter had remained asleep throughout her loss of control. There were no traces of uncomfortable conversations or signs of distress from Annie, allowing Carol to breathe a bit...

Chapter Five The drive to the village was long and hot, the jungle stretching endlessly on either side of the dirt road. Faye gripped the wheel tighter than she needed to, her knuckles whitening, her jaw clenched. She’d tossed and turned all night, the tent’s humid air thick with shame. Jenny’s wide eyes burned in her mind, watching her ride the phallus, slick and stretched, her body splayed open, vulnerable. The thought...

For three years now, I had been dating my girlfriend, Maddie. What started as a whirlwind romance had slowly settled into something deeper, something steady. Two years ago, we took the next step—we moved in together. At first, it was a small apartment in the heart of the city, a place that was truly ours, filled with late-night take out, quiet mornings, and the soft hum of shared routines. But life has a way of shifting c...

Fall Baseball practice started about two weeks before school started. Before I headed back to campus, Donna and I talked about her meeting me at school. We decided it might be best for her to visit over the Labor Day weekend since I had no practice and she would have an extra day off from work. We both felt like she would be more comfortable if she stayed about a half hour from campus. So, we looked at a road map, and we...

Chapter Four The drive back to camp was quieter than usual. Jenny drummed her fingers on the steering wheel, humming softly to herself, while Faye sat in the passenger seat, staring out at the dense jungle flashing past the window. Her skin still tingled where Luz had touched her, the ghost of warm fingers on her hips, the weight of a palm lingering between her legs. She hadn’t stopped thinking about it. About the way it...

A hot summers night at my local laundromat, it’s a 24 hour type, it was the same as always, my manager puts me in the over-night shift, its easy very few if any people are wired enough, or even awake to clean clothes at this time. "You got this Leo, just keep your eyes peeled for any riff-raff, and don't forget to restock the change machine," my manager, Janice, her words echoing in my head as she leaves until tomorrow. T...

Chapter Two The jungle heat was suffocating. The morning sun had barely risen, yet Faye’s body was already damp with sweat as she crouched before the temple wall, brushing dirt from the newly uncovered reliefs. But it wasn’t just the heat—it was the lingering fire from last night. She still felt open, as if her body hadn’t quite settled from the dream… from what she had done in the dark. She wiped her brow, her pulse quic...

I slid open the glass door and stepped into the breath of summer—warm, thick, and welcoming. My bare feet left the soft hush of carpet and met the slap of hot concrete. I flinched as the heat bit into my soles and tiptoed across the patio until the grass welcomed me—cool, lush, forgiving. A soft sigh slipped from my lips as the sting melted away. I glanced down, trying in vain to glimpse my toes. It had been months since...