LOGIN~Jenny"Hmm," Jenna whimpered, the sound caught in the back of her throat as she felt his large, warm hand slide past the hem of her dress. The air hit her skin for a split second before his palm pressed firmly against her bare thigh. He didn't stop there. He reached up with his other arm, hooking it securely around the back of her neck. He pulled her head back, tilting her face up until she was arched over his shoulder, perfectly exposed. She could feel the heat of his breath vibrating against her hair and the sensitive skin of her ear."You're shaking, Jenna," he whispered, his voice like gravel. "Is Santa making you nervous?"She couldn't even form a sentence. Her breathing was becoming shallow and high, her chest heaving against the red velvet of his suit. Her mouth was watering, and she instinctively flicked her tongue out to lick her dry, heated lips. "Ahh... ah..." she moaned, the sound escaping as his fingers drifted higher, brushing against the silk of her panties. She fe
~Jenny"I don't care if you think it's stupid, Jenna. I have three loads of laundry, a house to clean, and your father is coming home early for dinner," her mom snapped, wiping her soapy hands on a kitchen towel. "Take your brother to the mall, get the photo with Santa, and don't come back without it."Jenna let out a groan that was loud enough to rattle the windows. She was seventeen, wearing oversized headphones and baggy jeans, and the last thing she wanted to do on a Saturday afternoon was stand in a line that smelled like wet winter coats and toddler spit. "This is literally social suicide," Jenna muttered, grabbing her car keys off the counter. "What if someone from school sees me? I’ll be the girl hanging out at the North Pole display like a loser.""Then be a loser with a happy brother," her mom said, pointing toward the living room where six-year-old Toby was already jumping up and down, wearing a ridiculous festive sweater with a reindeer whose nose actually blinked."Come
~AngieAngie leaned her palms against the cool marble of the bathroom counter, her breath hitching as she looked at her reflection. Her face was flushed a deep pink, and her eyes were dark with a hunger that hadn't gone away, even after that massive climax on the bed. "What is wrong with me?" she whispered, her voice trembling. She looked down at her lap. Her pussy was bright red and swollen, the neatly shaved skin glistening with her own slickness. She could literally feel breathing. It that made her knees weak. It was like her body had its own mind today."You're not satisfied, are you?" she murmured, a small, wicked smile tugging at her lips. "You greedy little girl."She didn't hesitate. She reached down and slipped two fingers into her soaking wet hole. The heat inside was incredible—it felt like a furnace. She began to thrust them in and out, her knuckles grazing her clit with every move. She didn't just move them straight; she curved her fingers upward, hooking them agains
~AngieThe morning sun filtered through the thin curtains of Angie’s new Washington D.C. apartment, but she wasn't ready to get up. The city felt cold and lonely, but her body felt the exact opposite. At twenty-four, her masters program took up all her time, leaving her with zero friends in the city and an even emptier bed. She had no love life. Angie rolled over, feeling a heavy, pulsing ache between her thighs that she couldn't ignore. Her lace underwear felt too tight, rubbing against her sensitive skin with every move. She was so needy, her pussy was practically screaming for attention. Angie grabbed her extra pillow and shoved it between her legs. She wasn't someone who masturbated often; she usually just waited for the feeling to pass. But today, the hunger was too much. She began to hump the pillow, grinding her clit against the soft fabric over her panties. "Oh... god," she whispered, her voice cracking in the quiet room.A low, deep moan escaped her lips. The friction fe
~Tracy The 4:00 AM alarm on my phone buzzed against the nightstand. I groaned, my body was aching from the strange, twisted adrenaline of the night before. Watching Logan tear into Danica in the hallway had left me wired and hollow. I rolled out of the silk sheets and looked at the message from the bride.“Tracy, I need the White Lyra lilies. They were at my parents' wedding. There’s a greenhouse two towns over that grows them. Please. I need that ‘forever’ luck today. Gray and I need it.”I scoffed. Luck? After what I saw in that hallway? After seeing Gray on the terrace with Jessie? This wedding wasn't a fairy tale; it was a crime scene. But I dressed anyway, pulling on a black tracksuit and sneakers. I had a job to do. I walked out into the cool air of the villa’s courtyard. A silver SUV was idling there. When the window rolled down, my heart stopped for a second. I expected a hired driver but saw Tanner instead. I hadn't seen him at the dinner table because I’d stayed in my r
~DanicaThe sight of Jessie bouncing on Gray burned into my brain. My chest felt like it was being crushed. I turned away before they could see me, my breath coming in jagged, pathetic sobs.I stumbled down the hallway, my vision blurred by tears, and nearly ran right into Logan. He was leaning against the mahogany console table, casually scrolling through his phone. I didn't think. I just lunged at him. I grabbed his face and crashed my mouth against his. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Danny?" Logan gasped, shoving me back by my shoulders. He looked completely blindsided, his eyes darting around the empty hall. "What is going on? You're getting married in twelve hours!"I hissed, pinching the bridge of my nose as a wave of pure frustration hit me. I didn't want a lecture. I didn't want comfort. I wanted to feel something other than the soul-crushing pain of being betrayed."Do you want to fuck me or not, Logan?" I snapped, my voice trembling but sharp.He froze. He looked at me, really looked
~KaylaI managed to stay away from Nath for a whole week. He didn't call me. He didn't text me. I should have been happy, but I wasn't. The distance made me want him more. My magic wand wasn't enough anymore. I was sexually frustrated and losing my mind.I went home after work. I went to my bedroom
~PiperI moved from Houston Texas to a new city to start over. I am 27 and a total spinster. But I have a secret. I'm a wild horse. No man or toy has ever been enough for me. My desires are straight out of a porn site.My first day at work was great. My new team was nice. I did my work with ease.
~AvaI was finally home, trying to relax, when my phone rang. The caller ID showed "Silvia." My stomach dropped. I answered, trying to keep my voice from shaking."Hello?" I said."Ava," Silvia said. Her voice sounded strange. "Something isn't right with Victor."I gripped the phone tight. I forced
~Mckenna I didn't even have to go looking for her. I was just about to reach for the door handle when a soft, hesitant knock echoed through the wood. I pulled the door open, and there she was. Without a word, I grabbed Grace by her wrist and yanked her into the basement, locking the door behind he







