Jen moaned softly as he kissed down her spine and began massaging her cheeks with both hands, spreading them apart slowly until she felt completely exposed to him. His hot breath washed over her skin as he knelt behind her on the bed.

He groaned at her words and shifted his hips, positioning himself at her entrance once more. He pushed into her slowly, savoring the way she clung to him every inch of the way.

A week later, we went on our first date which ended up back at my apartment. The sex was incredible; passionate and intense as if we had both been holding back for far too long. I fucked her in every position I could think of before we collapsed in a sweaty heap of tangled limbs.

Jenny thought it would be fun to have her friend Sally over for some drinks while relaxing by the pool until Joe's phone rang canceling his plans due to Lisa falling ill.

She had just come in his mouth for what felt like the umpteenth time, her juices flowing down his chin as she buried herself in his face. She turned around and demanded he worship her backside as well.

With nothing better to do, I created a Tinder profile during my lunch break and by 5pm that evening I had arranged my first ever one-night stand. His profile picture showed a muscular torso and his bio mentioned how his hands were “magic” but included very little other information. He didn’t want anything serious – just something fun for lockdown. Despite this being exactly what I was after as well, his forwardness made him seem a bit sleazy and I wasn’t sure if I was really up for getting that physical with a stranger. But then again… what else did I have to do?!

He looked up and laughed "Yeah you heard her!" Then he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into a deep kiss. He held it there for several seconds before finally breaking it off with a light bite to my lower lip.

Without hesitation, Emily followed the path. As she walked, strange figures flitted around her: tiny lights that danced in the air; shadows that darted between the tree trunks. She knew they were faeries but dared not speak to them for fear of breaking whatever spell had brought her here.

With one swift motion, he ripped open her shirt, buttons flying everywhere. She gasped at the sudden exposure but before she had a chance to protest or cover herself up, his mouth was on one of her hardened nipples.

She gasped as my tongue made contact with her tight little pucker. Slowly at first, I circled around it like a shark smelling blood in the water. But then I pressed harder, pushing my way inside until she was moaning uncontrollably.