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**This is Part 2 of a story I wrote for a friend and her husband.** ***The link to Part 1 is in the comments.*** I break our kiss when I notice we have company. My fingers are still inside of you when I speak. “Your wife is a wonderful kisser,” I say as I look […] More

A friend and her husband have a fantasy about her being taken by another man. I wrote this story for them. It had been a fun couple of days in the big city. Sightseeing, people watching, museum visits. I even managed to catch a game at the arena last night. Even after all of that […] More

I’m only here because I didn’t want that night to end. I never do. Ever since my best friend’s older brother, Noah, walked in on me trying to figure out how to put a condom on a banana, my crush on him had been a problem. We always had the best chemistry, but the three-year […] More

A friend and her husband have a fantasy about her being taken by another man. I wrote this story for them. It had been a fun couple of days in the big city. Sightseeing, people watching, museum visits. I even managed to catch a game at the arena last night. Even after all of that […] More

I was trying to be good. I really was. We had been flirting for a while — playful, a little flirty, a lot of tension. But I kept saying we should wait. Build it up. Make it worth it. That lasted about five minutes. He came over, we talked for a bit, and then he […] More

The black “Queen of Spades” tattoo, a perverse emblem of her desire, was a brand seared onto my retinas as she moved, the black dress clinging and revealing it with each deliberate step. Her smile, a knowing, almost predatory curve of her lips, dared me to object, to deny her this yearly wedding anniversary ritual. […] More

My boyfriend and I had just left the nightclub, our bodies buzzing from the drinks and the music that had kept us dancing for hours. In our drunken haze, we had become entangled in a fervent desire, and with a mischievous laugh, I whispered to him, “I’ll even let you fuck my ass tonight.” Little […] More

There she was. Standing there in her kitchen in her purple satin robe, lined with lace. In front of her were two glasses of whiskey, one stained with her deep dark red lipstick. The other glass waiting for him to arrive. The him in question was the gentleman she had been anticipating meeting for nearly […] More