LOGINI didn’t make her wait long.I strapped the harness on while Ellie stayed on her knees exactly where I’d left her…naked, her mouth still shiny from my cunt. The thick silicone cock jutted out hard… Hazel watched from the bed, legs still spread, her own fingers idly circling her swollen clit as she looked between me and the girl on the floor.I walked back to Ellie, the dildo bobbing with every step. I stopped in front of her and rested the slick head against her lower lip.“Open wider.”She did. No hesitation this time. Her soft mouth stretched around the tip and I fed it to her slowly, watching the way her lips stretched, the way her tongue had to work around the thickness. I kept one hand in her short brown hair and pushed deeper until the head bumped the back of her throat. She gagged once, her eyes watering behind the glasses, but she didn’t pull away.“That’s it,” I murmured. “Take it. You used to call me dyke in the hallway like it was a curse. Now look at you…on your knees ch
We left the door unlocked this time.Not wide open…just the latch free… Hazel was already on her knees on the bed when I heard the soft creak of the hallway floorboards. I had her facing the wall, her ass up, my hand between her legs fingering her soaked pussy while the other fisted in her hair. The door didn’t fully open. Just enough for a strip of the light in the hallway to cut across the floor. Enough for me to catch the edge of an oversized T-shirt, the way Ellie stood frozen in the doorway like her body had moved before her mind caught up.I didn’t stop fingering Hazel.I looked straight at Ellie over my girlfriend’s back and kept the slow, filthy rhythm going. Hazel’s moan spilled out loud when I curled my fingers just right.“Come in or leave,” I said, my voice steady. “But if you leave, close the door behind you. I’m not putting on a free show for the hallway.” Ellie didn’t move for three good seconds.Then she stepped inside and shut the door.She stayed near the wall, h
Hazel and I never bothered being quiet.Our apartment shared a paper-thin wall with the new tenant next door, but neither of us gave a damn about volume. Night after night I had her on her back, or on her knees, or pressed against that wall while I ate her out until her thighs shook and her moans turned into broken little sobs. She gave as good as she got…fingers buried deep, mouth locked on my clit, the wet sounds of us filling every corner of the place.One night someone finally had enough and knocked.I answered the door still wearing the black tank top I’d shoved up over my tits earlier, pink heels still on, thighs slick from Hazel’s mouth. Behind me Hazel sat naked on the edge of the bed, dark hair messy, with lips swollen.The woman standing in the hallway was about my height, short brown hair, glasses that were slightly crooked, wearing an oversized T-shirt that barely covered the tops of her thighs. She looked flustered and a little pissed.Then she looked up fully, and the a
I never thought I’d be the kind of woman who cheats.Then again, I never thought I’d be the kind of woman whose boyfriend fucked someone else either.His name was Brandon . We’d been together three years. Lived together for the last two. Shared a bed, a lease, a future that looked solid enough on paper. I cooked for him. I listened when he complained about work. I let him bend me over the kitchen counter on Saturday mornings and fuck me until my legs shook. I thought we were good.I found out on a Tuesday.His phone lit up on the nightstand while he was in the shower. A name I didn’t recognize. A string of messages that made my stomach drop. Photos. Explicit ones. Her spread out on a hotel bed, his hand in the frame, the same watch he wore every day. Timestamps from the previous weekend…when he’d told me he was working late on a project.I sat there naked under the sheet, scrolling, feeling something cold and sharp settle in my chest. When he came out of the bathroom with a towel arou
Next Morning Morning light seeped through the windows of the private lounge, soft and golden. I stood in the center of the room wearing only the thin white robe they’d left on my bed, my heart already racing. Kane, Seth, and Hayden were waiting for me they wore casual clothes and a calm expressions on their faces, the same focused intensity they brought to every meeting.Kane held a black silk blindfold.“Trust exercises,” he said. “Standard team-building. You’ll be guided. You’ll follow instructions. You’ll stay quiet unless asked a direct question. Understood?”My mouth was dry. “Yes, sir.”He stepped behind me. The silk settled over my eyes, cool and smooth. He tied it firmly at the back of my head. Darkness swallowed my sight…My other senses were on alert instantly…the soft sound of the air conditioning, the faint scent of their cologne.A pair of hands guided me forward. I walked until my thighs met the edge of something padded and high. A massage table.“Lie down,” Kane ordered
I couldn’t sleep.The sheets felt too cool against my overheated skin. Every time I closed my eyes I felt Hayden’s fingers again…thick, deliberate, curling inside me while he pinned me to the wall. The memory left me restless and aching. At half past midnight I gave up, pulled on the thin pink bikini I’d packed on a whim, and slipped out of my villa.The infinity pool glowed soft sea blue. Steam rose from the surface into the warm night air. No one else was around. Just the low sounds of the distant crash of waves.I stepped into the water.It was perfect…hot enough to loosen every tight muscle, deep enough that it came up to my chest when I stood in the shallow end. I swam a slow lap, then another, trying to quiet the restless heat still coiled between my legs. My nipples tightened against the thin triangles of the bikini top. The bottoms clung to me, already damp in a way that had nothing to do with the water.I was floating on my back, staring up at a sky full of stars, when I hea
The phone buzzed on the small desk in my tiny dorm room. It was almost ten at night. The old radiator hummed softly in the corner. I picked it up and read the message. My heart jumped.“My office. Now. We need to discuss your thesis.”Professor Kane. Just his name made my body react. A warm rush s
I swallowed. “Riley, we can’t…”But my hips rocked forward against her thigh anyway. She smiled, slow and sure, and pressed harder. The seam of her shorts rubbed right against my aching spot. Sparks jumped between us. Her control felt total, and a secret part of me gave in.“Tell me to stop,” she b
I pushed the apartment door open. My keys jingled loud in the quiet hallway. Riley and I had shared this place for three years. We met in freshman year, two nervous girls who clicked instantly we helped each other out, laughed at the same dumb jokes, and huddled under one big hoodie when life felt
Professor Kane’s voice filled the quiet office like a command that could not be ignored. “Now… lift your skirt and show me what you’ve been hiding under there all night.”My fingers shook as I grabbed the bottom of my short plaid skirt. The soft pleats felt warm in my hands. I pulled it up slowly,







