NOW The aphorism that “you never forget your first” was one that had always bothered Bertie. For one, which ‘first’ was it referring to? His first crush would have been on a classmate in grade school, but which classmate or even which year had been lost to his memory. His first kiss was a dare in junior high. The kid who dared him was named Ken Jakes, but the girl in question? He couldn’t remember her, either. Even the de...

I lie awake, the sound of Dallas’s soft, steady breathing the only thing grounding me to reality. A stark contrast to the chaos that pulsed through the Admiral’s room just hours before. My body feels heavy, and the soreness in my muscles is a lingering reminder of the night’s intensity. The air is cool against my bare skin, but there’s a slow burn beneath that coolness—an ache that stretches deeper than just physical exha...

The sleek black SUV rolls to a stop in front of Luxury Palms Villa, its tires crunching softly against the crushed shell driveway. As I step out of the car, a wave of warm, tropical air wraps itself around me, the scent of saltwater and lush greenery instantly calming my senses. The villa before us is a masterpiece—modern, yet seamlessly integrated with its natural surroundings, like it had grown from the palms themselves...

I barely have the energy to pull my keys from the lock as I push open the front door. The day has drained me—endless client calls, looming deadlines, and a headache that settled behind my eyes hours ago. All I want is to step inside, kick off my shoes, and decompress. I hang my purse on the hook in the entryway, slip out of my heels, and let out a long sigh as my feet hit the cool floor. The plan is simple: pour a glass o...

I awaken to a savory aroma filling the air of our suite. Dinner, I assume. Reaching over to the nightstand, I grab my phone—it reads 6:45 p.m. I rub my hands over my face; the effects of the drinks from earlier have worn off. I can hear Dallas and The Admiral chatting in the kitchen. I can’t make out their words, but the conversation sounds casual. I slip out of bed, heading for the shower, hoping to work up the nerve to...

He had waited patiently with a silken blindfold over his eyes as instructed by his wife. Slightly reclined as he laid against the arm of the sofa. She'd kept him waiting for his treat. She strode into the room confidently, her curves jiggling pleasantly with every confidant stride. She took a sip of her wine. Smooth brown tits barely contained as they bounced underneath her brassier, chocolate nipples already erect in ant...

I was working, on a consultancy basis, for a UK mining company who were interested in developing business ventures in Nigeria. I was asked to fly there to meet with mineralogists and other mining experts to evaluate opportunities. I didn't relish the trip but had to go. My flight to Nigeria was, as expected, two hours late. In the heat of the day, I made my way by taxi to the Radisson Hotel, Lagos. Check-in was quick and...

Two months had passed since their first carnal meeting. Sharon and Robert had spent the rest of their first week together naked. They usually had sex four or five times per day, even giving Edna some memorable performances. This all changed when, at the weekend, Sharon went to pick up her children from summer camp, and with them back home, they had to be far more discreet. Sharon had been eager to say yes to Robert’s prop...

Robert woke up early feeling revitalised and the happiest he’d felt in a long time. The heatwave had broken, and so he’d slept well, dreaming of the most beautiful woman in the world - Sharon. But however much he wanted it to, he couldn’t see their relationship lasting more than a few weeks. Almost all of his previous relationships had been casual flings, none of which had survived more than a month. He dressed and then q...

Seeking a Cosmic Incitement, the Divine Order selected Celestia. A sacrifice to Osanyin, goddess, and guardian of the forest. Hers was the last of a shamanic people forced into hiding. They were seeking favor and protection from Osanyin through the Cosmic Incitement. All the Incitements presented before her perished. Celestia was unafraid of her purpose. Reaching the peak of her feminine power, the Incitement goes to the...

I think you could do a little better? Robert thought about Sharon’s little tease as he started the shower. Her legs still shaking, he helped Sharon in first, and she steadied herself against the wall as he went to get some extra towels from the airing cupboard down the hall. Sharon had her eyes closed and gently played with her pussy when Robert returned. He watched for a moment before rejoining her. Her nipples had harde...

Chapter 8 “Some Like It Rough” Anthony had made considerable progress on the gazebo since he had fucked Tiffany earlier. He was still unable to explain why the sex today was so special. The knowledge that he was the second man to fuck her almost one right after another just turned him on. What was even stranger was that he wondered what it would be like to fuck Nicol after another man had just cum in her pussy. That is ne...