The Night I Masturbated Thinking About Rocco
Diego slept facedown. I stared at the ceiling with my hand between my legs, returning in my mind to that night in the back room of Rocco’s bar.
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Stories by Cesar_morboso
The BDSM Fantasy That Opened Another Door
When I saw the handcuffs on the bed, I knew I wasn’t going to sleep that night: I was going to discover how much losing control turned me on.
The Warrior Who Succumbed to the Temple Guardians
She crossed half the kingdom for a legendary relic; what she didn’t expect was to kneel before those guarding it, or to desire it with every fiber of her body.
I Imagined It So Hard I Almost Could Feel It
I got home, tossed my heels into the air, and let my imagination do what I’d never dare do at the office.
The Night I Chose the Man I Never Would Have Chosen
He barely reached my elbow when he took my hand. In six minutes, I discovered that my body didn’t understand the rules I had imposed on myself.
The Secret Room Where I Learned to Obey
She knew what they had agreed to, but no words prepared her for what she would feel when she crossed that door and the room closed behind her.
My Former English Teacher Was Waiting for Me in Edinburgh
“I was expecting you today,” she said, and Tomás realized their chance reunion was anything but accidental.
The Fantasy My Girlfriend Proposed to Even the Score
Confessing how many partners we’d had was only the beginning. What she proposed that night, with my taste still in her mouth, was unlike anything we’d discussed before.
I Couldn't Hold Back on the Night Bus
There was still more than an hour to go, the seat next to me was empty, and that tingling between my legs was the only thing on my mind.
My Fingers and the Fantasy That Won’t Let Me Sleep
The lock thrown, the light off, and one single finger enough to take me where no boy my age ever knew how to lead me.
Finally Alone, Without Fear of Being Heard
For the first time in years I didn’t have to bite my lip or hold back a single moan. The house was mine, and so was my body, with no witnesses.
The Fantasy That Forced Me to Share My Wife
I didn’t want her to belong to anyone else. And yet every night I closed my eyes and imagined her giving herself to men who didn’t even look at me.
The Afternoon I Learned to Desire Myself
I locked the door, lowered the blinds, and for the first time decided not to rush. That afternoon, the silence of my house became my accomplice.
The Stranger in the Chat Turned on Her Camera for Me
When she turned on the camera, she was already lying on the bed, waiting for me with a smile that was anything but innocent. And I knew I wouldn’t be sleeping alone that Saturday.