A subtle buzz on my phone. "Here" is all it says. An unfocused anticipation builds. I have not seen her in weeks. I wonder how she is, how she looks. I meet her at door. She smiles enigmatically, walks in and puts her keys and phone down. Turning into my office she whispers "I need a happy New Year's kiss." And with those soft whispered words she tip toed up to me her sun dress swirling around long slim legs and kissed me...

You wake up from your dream ......still very dazed and disoriented ....Trying to make sense of what your brain is telling you ..... As you try to turn you realise you can’t ...... it’s as if you are held in position.....but why? Alarm sirens go of in your mind.....why can’t you see? You opening your eyes but it’s still dark What is going on.....? Then just as you feel panic mode starts to set in you hear my voice.....soot...

Chloe stood by the window, her silk robe clinging to her curves as the soft evening light bathed her skin. The house was quiet, the hum of the air conditioning the only sound. Ryan, her loving husband, was away on another business trip — but this was no ordinary weekend. This was a carefully planned, consensual arrangement between them both, a secret indulgence they’d discovered made their marriage stronger. Her phone buz...

I never imagined I’d find myself in a situation like this. It started like so many of those drunken, late-night conversations — where the world feels softer, inhibitions slip away, and words taste braver on your tongue. My girl and I had been together for a while. That night, sprawled across our couch with the glow of half-empty wine glasses around us, she asked me what my wildest fantasy was. I hesitated at first, unsure...

Experience doesn't make you an expert.... That is how we see this lifestyle. Been there...done that...got the t-shirt.. no! No! It's the connection that make or brake this, and we had both. Taking and sharing pictures is one thing, but meeting a couple who ticks off all your boxes is another, and we have that., literally ALL the boxes. From the minute the live location indicate that the're 10 minutes out, the excitement s...

The air inside the caravan was honey-thick — rich with arousal, tension, and something more: intention. Ben knelt on the mattress, blindfolded, stripped of every illusion of control. His body ached — not just his cock, which throbbed, flushed and soaked — but all of him. His skin was electric. His breath shallow. He had never felt more exposed, more owned. Across the space, Leah rose from her place, naked and glowing, her...

I met this sexy lady at work. She was working with us on Site....So we got involved and this is one of our stories to be told. She arranged for us via a site to meet up with another lady as she like the touch of ladies more in a 3 some than having another man touching her. Well, she is about 1,67 tall myself 1,9 m tall . She has this curly hair that drives one crazy and her hazel eyes keeps you pulled into her the whole t...

The air inside the caravan was heavy — thick with arousal, sweat, and the electric scent of something forbidden. Soraya sat on the edge of the mattress, her thighs pressed together, her breath shallow. She couldn’t stop thinking about it. The way Ben’s cock had felt under her — hot, twitching, denied. The way he kissed — like he hadn’t been kissed in years. The way he obeyed when Maya said no. She had thought she’d just b...