Getting ready in our beautiful suite at the luxurious Carlos IV hotel in Prague, Charlotte had showered and put on her loose-fitting knee-length blue dress, one of my favorites as it fitted tightly over her bust and loosely below the waist. This was our special night out. Our last in Prague before we travel on to Berlin. Her perfume was heady and sweet her makeup discrete. To complete her outfit she put on a pair of black...

There was no way it was real. That name. Dara. That little string of numbers written next to it, quickly but with care. It was all a fiction of some sort. I couldn’t let myself fall into believing otherwise. She was a stripper, the woman who had written out those letters on the back of this business card and pressed it into my hand. Strippers were professional liars. That wasn’t a judgment against them, just a fact. There...

I was enjoying the night out at a dance club in New York City with my fiancé Max and my lover Bradley. “Are you hard Max?” Bradley asked, reaching under the table to touch him. “Don’t touch me here, you fucker,” Max laughed, grabbing Bradley’s arm as his hand was caressing Max’s bulge. Yes, Max was indeed hard from watching Bradley and I dance while he used an app on his phone to control the toy inside my pussy, which sen...

I was on my way to work one morning when I heard, “Hi stranger!” I felt his hand on my shoulder and turned to see Ron, my friendly voyeur neighbor. He slid his arm around me for a quick hug. “Hi,” I said, “Haven’t seen you much lately.” “Yea,,” he responded, “Busy at work. You must be busy too? Do you and Max have a friend visiting?” Oh he had seen Bradley. “Bradley, yes,” I said to Ron, “He’s…umm…” I hadn’t had to answer...

I was so happy, I was floating on air. I had shared my bed all night with my three lovers Max, Terri and Tommy. Today was Friday and I was ready for all the fun the weekend would hold, starting with clubbing tonight. Max and I had promised to show Terri and Tommy a fun night out in New York City. The workday dragged for me, but I got home as soon as I could. Tommy and Terri were already home when I arrived. They were on t...

They say it’s a must for a woman to be 'fashionably late', but is thirty minutes too late? When I walked in the din exploded in my ears. Raucous laughter, people yelling at each other, and the band was playing a "Cold Chisel" classic 'Rising Sun'. This all gelled together to form a harmonious ruckus and energetic vibration. It had been a long time since I’d been in a place like this and the vibe was contagious. I scanned...