Midnight. The moon gleams through the window into my pink-lit room. I lie there, thighs parted, lube and a long blue dildo resting beside me. My fingers tremble slightly as I hold my phone and text him, my boyfriend. He’s working late again, but I can’t wait. We start sexting. The messages come fast, hot, teasing. “Oh, I bet you miss my long, hard cock pounding you, you naughty girl.” God, I do. My whole body aches for hi...

It was Friday night, and Jake and I were alone in my bedroom. My parents were out for the evening, and I’d invited him over under the flimsy guise of a movie night, but we both knew it would be more than that. We had been dating for six months, and our relationship had been steadily progressing. I was on the cusp of turning eighteen in a couple of weeks, and Jake was nearly twenty. We had been circling this moment for wee...

You bend and kiss me with your sweet, soft lips as your hard, aroused nipples brush my skin. Your svelte, sexy body bent at the waist as you tease me even more standing so close. Your arms stretch out, reach behind me and your slender fingers slowly undo the restraints, freeing me. I slowly pull my arms back around and reach for your smooth, naked body, pulling you close. Our kisses continue and grow deeper as our tongues...

Despite its strangling grip, I’m attempting to outrun the darkness again, as futile as that may be. Even when the sun shines, I feel no warmth. But what choice do I have? No one sees the tempestuous clouds hanging over my world, urging me to think there’s no hope. But I refuse to give in to despair. And so, I tell myself, This time will be different. I glance down at my sandals. They are clearly the wrong choice as I stum...

I lead you blindfolded to the chair and then sit you down. I whisper, "Are you ready?" as you sit in the chair, and I handcuff your hands behind your back. Your body twitches in anticipation. I bend down and kiss you gently with a slow lingering kiss. The touch of our warm lips hints at our fiery passion. My lips finally part from yours as I step away behind you and slip off your blindfold. I turn the lights off leaving t...

Kent watched while his wife, Libby, slept. She was a fiery-haired beauty with the face of an angel and the sex drive of a demon possessed. He considered himself a fortunate man as Libby had not only embraced the Hotwife life but had been amenable to his kicking things up a few notches with threesomes and gangbangs. But he found himself craving what he considered a more typical Hotwife scenario. The kind where the couple g...