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My sister Emily (Em as we call her) is a grade behind me in school. We never used to be that close growing up even though we were so close in age. She had her nerd friends and I hung with the jocks. Em is a plain looking girl compared …

Carol broke the kiss and sat up looking at Bob as she said, “I love sucking your cock now and the taste of your cum. I love sharing it with you. Do you like your own taste? I love it.” Bob smiled and kissed her and sucked her tongue into …

So I know I promised to keep you up to date with your wife’s submission and slut training. I still think back to that first time when you chatted to me about Lisa, I mean I had spotted her many times before and had lustful thoughts, I’d seen you two …

He fought hard to believe if what he had been noticing for a while now was true. It was difficult to conceive it would be that easy, easier to believe there was a catch. Daniel was twenty-eight years old and had had his fair share of flings and relationships, but …

I am As a conservative wife, I never initiate to have sex. Having been raised to think that women who asked for sex will be considered a slut. Nevertheless when we had sex, he would expect me to be submissive under his command even if I found it degrading. The …

I thought I’d start with a little bit about myself. My name is John Wilson, I am 6ft 1ins tall, with a slim athletic build. Short dark hair and a clean shaven face. Whilst not a Brad Pitt contender I am fairly hansom with a rugged non nonsense look about …

This story is based on my collaborator Nimisha’s secret crush on her friend’s husband and it is dedicated to her – I hope you enjoy it, Nimisha. x If you would like to send me your ideas or fantasies and turn them into a story, please get in touch. I’d …

They were both in their pantyhose, still holding each other as she awoke. She looked at him in the dim morning light. Christmas morning. How could she have ever imagined it would be like this? Even a few days ago, she never saw it coming. She felt so safe and …

It was a beautiful night. I was standing on my hotel balcony looking out over the beach. I could hear the music coming from a lounge across the street. It had a nice beat as it drifted across the sounds of the waves. It has been a beautiful day. Bob …

It was the wee early hours of Friday morning — 12:20 AM to be precise — when I finally threw in the towel and slipped from the bed, grudgingly accepting that sleep was not going to come easily. It usually didn’t when my husband was out of town, as he …