Maria leaned on the counter, her eyes scanning the aisles of the Brigham City Petco for any signs of trouble. It was closing time, and the last few stragglers were always the hardest to get out the door. The bell chimed as it swung open, letting in a gust of cool evening air. Her outfit was meticulously chosen, a testament to the comfort she sought in her workplace. The dark brown polo shirt she wore clung to her slim fra...

Luke made one last attempt, halfhearted as it was, to stop what he and Celeste had set in motion. Turning away from her, he took a step toward the door, but she was before him in an instant. He froze, torn between lust and shame. Celeste dropped her stare to his obvious erection. When she again extended a hand to touch him, he did nothing to dissuade her. Eagerly, she worked to unbuckle his belt. "Celeste." Her name was s...

"I see you everywhere I go," he whispers. "You're all I think about." Knowing he would be alone, I'd stopped by his house on some innocent errand. We hadn't even made it inside. Leaning against the high brick wall bordering his property, I lifted my dress. My lack of panties allowed him to effortlessly enter me. As he now fucks me hard and fast, I fantasize about being caught. I love being impaled on his cock; I love the...

"Hi, Clara,” a familiar voice called from behind me. Standing with my husband and children in the middle of the department store, my heart lurched and my face froze as I unexpectedly heard the deep timbre of my black lover’s voice. I turned rapidly so that my husband wouldn’t register the panicked expression on my face. “Dion, fancy seeing you here; what a lovely surprise,” I replied in a slightly high-pitched voice. “Jam...

Whenever I drift into erotic reverie, my mind is consumed by one of two men. I alternate between them in my fantasies, and my selection depends on my mood. Imagining one man makes me come faster, while imagining the other makes me come harder. The first man? My husband, Seth. I don't know if that's surprising or to be expected, seeing as how we've been together over five years. Bearded and strong, the way he fucks often b...

Hiding under the cash register, ogling Vince’s crotch as he spoke to nosey Ms. Richmond wasn’t the worst way for Charlie to spend the eve of Christmas Eve. “Where is the Missus?” Ms. Richmond asked. “I haven’t been seeing her.” “Left two days ago to visit family,” Vince said with a smile, complimenting Perry Como’s Home for the Holidays, murmuring through the establishment’s speakers. “So you’re alone during the holidays?...

Standing at the front door of the clapboard house, I lifted my hand to knock. Before I could, the door swung open, and a woman peered out at me, her expression wary. "Hello!" I said in my most cheerful voice. Though it was mid-March, the afternoon held a damp chill that threatened rain. I was dressed in a button-down shirt and cords (no jeans! the youth pastor had said), but my teeth had already started to chatter, and I...

The Ceremony went without a hitch. With Mum as centre of attention, Gary as proud new husband, and me as delighted-for-them daughter, we made our way to the wedding breakfast. Gary was seated between Mum and me; he smiled, chatted brightly, and tried desperately not to let his eyes drift down to my front, or to the shapely leg exposed by the side split in my bridesmaid’s dress, which had fallen open when I sat down. Pete,...