It had been five days since Lila had walked away—and not once had she looked back with regret. In those five days, Dominic hadn’t just wrecked her body; he’d rebuilt her understanding of what it could mean to be wanted. Their days blurred into a whirlwind of raw, intense physicality—his hands finding her in every corner of her apartment, his mouth claiming hers against walls, counters, the shower tile, her own trembling s...

The headboard cracked against the lip of the U-Haul for what felt like the hundredth time, and Lila didn’t flinch. Her fingers ached, jaw locked, every nerve bristling with sun, sweat, and frustration. The thing was a perfect nightmare—too heavy to be graceful, too awkward to angle, dragging at her like it knew she was alone. One thigh braced against the bumper, she yanked hard, teeth gritted, her t-shirt glued to her spi...

"Your property?" Sophia asked, surprised. Micah quickly glanced at her with raised eyebrows. She blushed and nodded. "I'm sorry, Milord. No questions. I guess that means a correction." "Indeed it does. Soon." Micah had told her early that morning that they were going away for the weekend and that she would not be allowed to ask questions until they arrived at their final destination. Micah and his brother owned a large pl...

The first time I fucked Jake's girlfriend Lana in front of him, I made a deal with the devil. I reached my ‘Carpe Diem’ moment as my jizz flooded Lana's dripping pussy and I looked down at Jake. His face red with lust, Jake reclined on the couch, totally naked, with Lana’s face impaled on his museum-grade cock. As Jake watched me drain my balls in his girlfriend's unprotected pussy, I squeezed his balls and the base of hi...

(Ken) I’d lived most of my life in or near LA, so I was a big Dodgers fan. At the end of the sixth inning, they were down five runs to two. I was a little depressed until my wife Valery walked into the living room wearing her sexy green and orange Oktoberfest dirndl dress. The top elevated her moderate bosoms and thrust them out, like offering me oranges on a tray. I fondled them as she kissed me. Then she reached under h...

Tuesday afternoon Sherry’s phone buzzed, screen flashing and alarm chiming. She silenced the phone, marked her place in the textbook with a sticky note, stood up from her desk and stretched. Mid-term preparation was murder, but at least she could do the reading at home, in her pajamas. The opportunity to get her laundry done, free of the weekend rush on the machines, was another bonus. She slipped on some sandals and grab...

Back in 2017, Sir devised a diabolically exciting Easter activity for us. Since then, we have revived this tradition in some way every year. This year, though took a bit of prep on his part. The day began with him making love to me. He took his time, licked, kissed, and massaged every inch of my body, awarded me with multiple orgasms, and finally filled me with his cum. As expected, he then filled my slick tunnel with a y...

Thursday Night The headboard thudded rhythmically against the wall. The man on top of me, Steve, I think? Grunted in time with his efforts. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you? You like that dick in your little hole, don’t you?” With his face against my neck, sweating on my face, he couldn’t see me roll my eyes. “Yeah, baby, I like that.” I used my best porn star moan and tried to angle my hips to get better friction, penetra...

Can you believe it? Four fucking years and no promotion! I’ve been working at Gervas for four fucking years, and all my boss does is complain about how bad I am at convincing my clients to buy their refrigerators and stuff. How can you work with only one thousand one hundred sixty dollars per month and maintain a sexy wife like Trisha? My friends are like, “I told you not to marry that bitch. She is not even that hot, plu...