LOGINPOV: Bibi..I opened my eyes suddenly to see Peter standing in the corner of the bathroom with his mouth hanging open. Peter was a cute boy in our class who was the brother of Stacy, one of the girls a year younger than us, who was on the junior volleyball team. All the girls had major crushes on him, but he just didn't realize it. He was sort of shy but really nice and friendly. He must have been too focused on what Amy's tongue was doing to my pussy to notice that I was now looking at him.So, I decided to call him out on it. "Hi Peter..."His eyes widened, his face turning red, as he instinctively turned his head away and shielded his eyes as he stammered out an excuse."Shit, I'm so sorry... I had no idea anyone was in here. I mean... I was coming in to look for Stacy's bag, she thought she left it in here... I thought everyone had left... God, I mean..."I cut him off. "It's okay, Peter. I mean, you're only a guy. Of course, you couldn't stop staring."He stopped talking
POV: Bibi..Practice was brutal today. My muscles ached as I wiped sweat from my forehead. Coach had really pushed us hard, but that was pretty normal for our college volleyball team as we prepared for the championship.During practice, I was a little distracted. I couldn't get my mind off sex. I don't know why, but I became so horny watching the other volleyball girls in their tight shirts and shorts as they jumped up and down, with their boobs jiggling.I had never thought about being with a girl sexually before, but still, so many hot, toned, sweaty girls around was getting me a little worked up. So, I knew what I really needed right now was a nice, hot shower to clear my head.Anyways, I'm Bibi, an eighteen-year-old freshman, and Amy and Sara are my good friends on the team. We’re all the same age, and today we were the last ones left in the gym.“Why don't we shower here?” I asked, grabbing my bag. “I’m too sticky to walk back to the dorm like this.”Amy grinned, her tight bla
POV: Jenny..My fingers froze mid-stroke between my thighs, my pussy clenching desperately around them as the sound of the front door echoed through the house. Damon’s eyes flew wide open, his hand still wrapped tightly around his leaking cock. “Shit... Jenny, they’re back!” he whispered frantically, his voice hoarse with panic.But I couldn’t stop. I was right there on the edge of an orgasm so intense it made my thighs tremble. My clit was pulsing under my fingertips, my soaked pussy dripping down my inner thighs. Damon looked just as desperate, his cock twitching violently in his grip, another spurt of cum leaking out even as fear flashed across his face.“Don’t stop,” I breathed, my voice barely a whisper. I kept rubbing my clit in frantic circles, unable to pull my hand away. “I’m so close… just be quiet.”He groaned softly, his hand resuming its strokes, slower now, but still moving, unable to deny how close he was to another orgasm. Our hearts were pounding in sync, almost l
POV: Jenny..It was a little after ten in the evening when I slipped out of the room to get a glass of water; the house was completely quiet as expected. Our parents were away for the weekend on some anniversary trip, leaving just me and Damon in the big house. I padded down the hallway in nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely reached mid-thigh and a pair of black cotton panties. The floorboards were cool under my bare feet as I headed toward the kitchen.On my way back, I noticed faint light spilling out from under Damon’s door. I walked to his door, intending to burst it open, looking for his trouble, but paused a bit when I heard a strange sound. At first, I thought he must be watching something on his laptop, some late-night movie or gaming stream, but the noise coming from his room was… different. They were soft, rhythmic like moans. Then I hard wet stroking sound that made my breath catch in my throatI knew exactly what that sound was.I should have turned back and g
POV: Elena..I pushed Alex hard against the edge of my desk, my mouth still on his in a messy kiss. But he was stronger than he looked. With a low growl, he spun me around and pinned me against the wall right beside my chair. My back hit the cool surface, his hard body pressed into mine, trapping me completely.“Fuck, Ms. Vasquez,” he breathed against my lips. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”His mouth crashed back onto mine, rough and demanding this time. His tongue pushed inside, tasting me. One of his hands gripped my waist while the other hand moved up to squeeze my breast hard through my blouse. I moaned into his mouth, my body melting against him. Oh God, this was really happening. My nipples were so hard they hurt. I could feel his thick erection pressing against my stomach. It had been years since I felt a man this close, this hungry for me.Alex’s hand moved down, yanking my tight pencil skirt up my thighs. His fingers found the edge of my soaked panties and r
POV: Elena..The office was quiet with the only sound being the occasional tap of my keyboard as I slumped in my high-backed leather chair. The screen in front of me blurred, the client’s revisions swimming in my vision after twelve straight hours of work. My fingers still hovered over the keyboard, but my mind had long since checked out.I had everything I was supposed to need in life: a booming advertising firm, a CEO title, and a wardrobe full of expensive clothes.But what I didn't have was life itself, or should I say, a man?I stood up to stretch a bit and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, stretching my aching back. My lotus silk blouse strained across my breasts, the fabric tight and suddenly feeling suffocating, while my pencil skirt hugged the wide curve of my hips and ass until it was almost painful.“I’m wasting it,” I thought, my fingers grazing the lace of my bra through the silk. "I’m forty, built like a fucking pin-up model, and I can’t remember the last time a m







