LOGINI spent the next few hours at home waiting for Will. I kept checking my phone every few minutes like some horny idiot, and the wait was killing me in the best way.My place stayed dead quiet. I had the AC running full blast because it had been way too fucking hot outside all day.I moved around, straightening things up even though I was already a clean freak. The setup was minimal: a big, comfortable couch facing the camera on the tripod, a couple of porn magazines stacked neatly in the corner, and enough open floor space to move around freely.I positioned the ring light so the whole area would look clean and sharp on video. Nothing over the top, just enough to make the content pop.At 8:07, my phone buzzed.Will: “Yo, I’m here.”My heart jumped a little as I walked to the door and opened it.There he was.He had not come straight from the gym. Will had gone home and changed into something more casual. A fitted blue polo stretched tight across his wide chest and thick arms. The top t
I was still catching my breath at my locker, sweat running down my back, when his deep voice hit me from behind.“You make porn, right?”I froze for half a second. Then I let out a short laugh and slowly turned around.There he was. Will.The big, married daddy I’d seen around the gym for over a year. Forty-eight years old and still built like a fucking tank. Thick arms, wide shoulders, and a powerful chest that refused to soften with age.He was wearing that signature black compression shirt again, the one that looked painted on after a heavy session. Sweat had soaked straight through the fabric, making it cling to every ridge of his pecs. His nipples pressed hard against the shirt.Below that, grey gym shorts hugged his thick thighs and the heavy, obvious bulge between his legs.We’d nodded at each other plenty of times. We’d spotted each other on the bench once or twice. Small talk about deadlifts or protein. Nothing deep.I knew he was married. I knew he had a nineteen-year-old so
Chapter OneI sat in the quiet room with about twenty other people. Everyone looked a little nervous.Some shifted in their seats. Others stared at the floor.I took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. I had signed up for this experiment willingly.I knew exactly what I was getting into. A private research group studying attraction and impulse control.They paid very well, and I needed the money.A man in a white lab coat walked into the room. He looked professional and calm.He stood in front of us and smiled politely.“Good afternoon, everyone,” he said. “Thank you for volunteering.Before we begin, I will explain the rules clearly.”He held up three fingers.“Rule number one. You can say no at any time.If you feel uncomfortable with anything being done to you, just speak up. We will stop immediately.”“Rule number two. Anything and everything will be done to you.Nothing painful, but everything pleasurable. Some parts of the test will be done while you are blindfolded.Other par
My Dirty Secret Lives Next Door (2)Sarah stood in front of Marcus's door, clutching that stupid cup, her heart hammering so hard she could feel it in her throat."This is so fucking stupid. Just drop the cup and leave. Don't do this."She'd spent twenty minutes picking an outfit, telling herself repeatedly she wasn't trying to look hot or anything, just being neighborly, and that's all. Even though the thin white sundress she chose barely covered her ass and did nothing to hide how hard her nipples were, she wore no bra and no panties either.After all, she'd soaked three pairs of underwear just thinking about him since yesterday.After mustering enough courage, she knocked before she could talk herself out of it. The door swung open, and there he was.Shirtless, towering, dark skin still slightly glistening like he'd just finished working out. His manly scent hit her like a drug: warm, masculine, and musky, strong enough to make her pussy clench instantly.His eyes slowly raked down
Sarah stood at her kitchen window with a coffee mug frozen halfway to her lips, completely unable to look away."Holy shit... look at him."The new neighbor was shirtless, unloading boxes from a moving truck. He was tall, dark-skinned, and built like a goddamn god.Every muscle in his back and arms rippled as he lifted heavy furniture like it weighed nothing. As he carried the box, sweat rolled down his broad shoulders, tracing the deep ridges of his abs before disappearing into the waistband of his low-hanging basketball shorts."God, that V-line... I just want to drop to my knees and lick it."Sarah squeezed her thighs together, but it only made it worse when a rush of heat flooded between her legs, soaking her panties in seconds. Her nipples were so hard they hurt against her thin tank top.She knew she should look away. She was married, for fuck's sake, but her body wasn't listening."What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I getting wet just by watching him?"She thought while bit
I met Vince on Grindr.He was a little older than me, built as hell, and about as tall as I was, maybe a little thicker. He had a girlfriend who, from what I understood, was okay with him fucking around with other women. What she didn’t know was that he was also looking to mess around with guys.Vince wasn’t looking for anything serious. He mainly wanted another guy to jerk off with. Nothing complicated. Nothing emotional.Honestly, I thought having a jerk-off buddy sounded pretty fucking hot too.So we met up, and before long, we were jerking off together.He had never touched another guy’s dick before. Mine was the first.I remember him commenting on how much he liked the shape of it and how hard it felt. I jerked him off until he came all over my hand. His cum was thick and warm. I didn’t cum, but watching him lose it was fucking hot.We met a couple more times, and each time, he got a little more curious.Eventually, he asked if he could suck my dick. Of course I said yes. I loved







