Bound in such a uncomfortable position, with my wrists tied above my head to the bed and only a thin rag for a blanket, sleep was fitful at best. I tried to turn and find a more comfortable position but knots of wood and splinters from the floorboards kept jabbing into me. Worse, the summer night was chill: a hint of the autumn that would be upon us soon....

"I'm going to be fine, love," David reassured Claire, his hand resting comfortably on the steering wheel as they pulled up to the elegant residence of Robert and Victoria. His eyes swept over the well-kept garden, the ivy climbing the red brick walls, creating a luxurious yet homey atmosphere. "Or are you nervous that I'll make a fool of myself in front of your worldly host family?" David joked....

We're all taking the plunge here, as this is my first story. Constructive criticism is welcome!
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When they tell you that all the passengers have to deplane, you want to scream.
It's just not fair. After over a year of false starts, the two of you had finally made the leap and booked two weeks at a sundrenched villa overlooking the Pacific, plus the plane tickets that would get both of you there at the same time. But apparently, your flight's scheduled copilot has gotten stuck in traffic, and the...

It started off as an ordinary Wednesday night. He had to go to the rink for a coaches meeting and I tagged along to work on some writing. One of my guilty pleasures is getting out my dirty thoughts and desires in public. Knowing that no one suspects my wholesome looking self to have her filthy mind flowing out of her finger tips. Plus, I had lost a bet and owed him some road head, so I would settle that up on the ride home....

Crossing Lines
Mike
The alarm screamed into the darkness. I slapped it with a groan, already regretting how little sleep I'd had. Again.
Clair stirred beside me, but I didn't pause to look. Meetings. Deadlines. Emails that seemed to multiply like rabbits every night. I barely had time to kiss her goodbye anymore....

Thanks to JOP for the ideas.
The story does not contain sexual involvement of a person under 18.
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Sally and I got married 22 years ago. She was my sweetheart for more than a year before our wedding. She possessed everything a man can ask for in a woman: Pretty face, gorgeous body, gentle demeanor, uncanny wisdom, fun to be with, and most importantly, great chemistry with m...

Last episode we left Ruth in stocks in the dungeon at the club, getting a gang bang and Red went home with Brock.
After a rousing romp of enthusiastic morning sex, Delila and Brock were cuddling when the guys arrived.
They brought coffee and pastries.
Daniel had removed the spy cams last night when we were at the club; and Ethan added the BDSM vids to the inventory for distribution to both their contacts lists and for my lawyer....

Chapter 15: John Edwards Speaks to the Dead

"Dead?" said Sophie, with raised eyebrows. "Sonya is really dead?"
"She really is. She was killed by a ghoul... who was trying to kill me," said the Doctor.
"Doctor, are you all right?" Sophie asked, looking anxiously at him.
"Yes, but are you?" He asked right back....

Recap from part 1, Isabella was on holiday with a friend in Barbados away from dreary London. She had hooked up the previous night with a middle class middle aged white American man, who had failed to satisfy her. The following day while sunbathing, Freddy, a 36 year old Ghanaian waiter had offered to help her with her sun lotion....

This is a story that is made up. All characters are of legal age and made up, and there is no intention of them representing anyone real. This is not an English class paper for a grade. You will most likely encounter tense switching, grammar, and punctuation issues. The ability to comment, vote, and email is switched off because the vitriol I have received is just stupid. If you hate the genre, don't read it just to complain; move on. If you don't like me or my stories, feel free to skip them and move on. L...

Jan and Wendy has been friends and business partners for over 10 years. They had created their business, Erotic Stories, after a night out when they had got really drunk swapping their own sexual experiences and laughing so much. In the morning Jan had phoned Wendy to say that she had a brainwave -- most people whether they admit it or not like hearing about other people having sex, so why not start an online website inviting people to send in their erotic stories? Wendy liked the idea so much they started ...

CHAPTER 1: THE EXECUTIVE SERVICES INTERVIEW
This story depicts a woman, mother of two high school senior fraternal twin sons, widowed by her suicidal husband, and hopelessly in debt because of that husband. In desperation, she eyes a new position in the Corporation, Executive Services. Despite not being able to find out what the position entails, she hopes her background in sales and project management for the Corporation gets her an interview....

"Fucking CUNT!" I exclaim louder than I should have.
It's not the phrase a restaurant like this expects to hear towards the end of service.
Thick starched linen tablecloths and napkins, soft lighting, discreet staff. This is the kind of place where conversation tinkles and laughter sounds more like little bursts of colour on a pale canvas....

A meeting in the conference room ends and Vikrant Oberoi the VP heading the Delhi office stands up.
"So, guys let's target for a 25 million by the end of the final quarter, okay?? " Vikrant said.
Everyone starts moving out of the conference room and as Nandini was moving out Vikrant said, "Umm... Nandini could you please stay back we need to go over the audits??"...

Chapter 8 -- Valentine's Day Massacre
Tuesday February 14
Paul was driving Cassidy and me to school.
I hadn't planned any grand gestures for Valentine's Day this year.
To be honest, it was more depressing than anything else. All it did was remind me that Brook was in Cincinnati, and we were no longer officially going out. I'd learned from my breakup with Tami that chasing someone who didn't want you was a waste of time and energy. Not to mention the broken heart that came along with it....

This takes place after Simone's Week.
PHL Terminal A. 11:17 a. m.
Arden's boots hit the floor like the airport owed her money.
She walked like a problem looking for a narrative--aviators on, bag slung low, no plan, no real idea where her charger was, and still reeking of whatever cologne Simone had worn when she said "And I don't leave people waiting anymore." at Whole Foods....

So... if you didn't already know, my husband has been dipping his toes into what we lovingly call his bi side.
It started as one of those filthy fantasies I'd whisper to him in bed--half-joke, half-dare--but somewhere along the way, it became something real. Something hot. And to be completely honest? I had no idea how much it would turn me on....

"Isabelle," said Mister Adler sternly, "you are late again."
"Sorry, sir," I said, quickly opening my clarinet case. I put the instrument together, a reed soaking in my mouth.
"What is this?" he asked, lifting a bit of my blouse that I hadn't tucked in properly. "Make yourself presentable before you come to my house. You are a college girl, Isabelle, you'd better start acting like it."...

As is the trend nowadays, our college dorm had men and women on the same floor, albeit in separate rooms. The rooms were small, with just a bunk bed, two desks and two dressers. While more modern buildings provide a small bathroom for each unit, this older dorm building did not. The women's bathroom and showers were at the east end of the floor, with the men's being at the west end. People were accustomed to walking to those facilities in pajamas or robes. Occasionally they showed more skin in-transit than ...

This is my first attempt at writing a story, I got the idea to write this story as i laying on top of the cow shed in my bikini top and shorts as the suns soaks my slightly reddish skin, but unlike the story I'm not able to remove any further clothing.
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Growing up on a farm my summers consisted work, work and more work. Tending to the cows and chickens or with me being only girl at home, helping mom around the house. So when Dad and my brothers go away for the day, i get to relax and take it easy...

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In Part 1 - Lia matches with Gabriel and enjoys more than his baguette.
In Part 2 - Lia's sweet & intense encounter with French baker Gabriel.
Here's the ending to the story of Lia's encounter with the French baker Gabriel:
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This is a work of fiction, but based on real conversation and a fair amount of actual events and situations. I put this together on my own as a story years ago. Some time later, during Covid, when I needed to be physically separated from my wife, I shared it with her via text. Well, sext I guess, lol. From there it kind of took on this interactive story development that I'll share as part 2 of this story....

That night, after staring at the TV next to my wife for an hour, I realized I couldn't focus. I made an excuse, something about some work I needed to finish, and went upstairs to my home office and closed the door.
I sat at my desk and searched for glory holes.
A whole new world opened up in front of me. It turns out, I wasn't the only curious man who'd had the balls to push it through and get sucked by another man. The internet was full of visual examples of many, many more....

Andres was your typical post-graduate college student. Andres stood at 5'9" with an almost painfully average build. If you were to graph his build on a bell curve of 25-year-old males with Greek heritage, Andres would be exactly in the middle. He was working on his Master's in Classical Mythology, concentrating on Ancient Greek mythical entities. Little did he know it, Andres's world would be turned upside down on this rainy day in early April....

Please Read the previous 2 stories to get the back story. Mandy Has written this story in her own words, so enjoy.
It was our 2nd night at the Resort. We'd been soaking in the pools, drinking cocktails, relaxing and enjoying each others company. I had my skimpy Brazilian Bikini on which demanded attention from every male there, and it got it. Ive never been one for attention, but since we were so far from home, I thought what's wrong with showing a little more. It was a very small number, the tops covere...

[Author's note: Hey there! If you're here without reading the first part 'A virgin soldier goes to a brothel for the first time' I strongly encourage you to read it before this. It will be way more enjoyable, trust me |! It can be found on my profile!
I also encourage you to tell me your thoughts. Do you want more? Something else? Send me a message. I'm always here to deliver!]...

Laura had already embarrassed me in front of my sister, not only making me strip to my underwear and showing her my chastity device, but also explaining to Phoebe the rationale for making men wear female undies and denying them sex. Yet I knew that this was only the start of a morning of intense humiliation for me. Laura was determined that I should be thoroughly punished for what I did to my sister four years ago, and Phoebe had every intention of relishing my occasion....

The year was 1973. The last troops were coming home from Vietnam, The Godfather was the biggest flick since Citizen Kane, and I was with child.
Not by choice, mind you, but I was pregnant all the same. The father, Eric, was a real ass, and I wanted nothing to do with him. We were together for about two months before we called it quits on account of him fucking everyone of my "friends" and generally being a terrible person. He was more than happy to be off the hook for the kid, and I was more than happy t...

I think it's already 10 am sun is just coming in the room and it feels really great to have you in my arms. Really hot, and wet.
I'm just turning around and watching the street outside that people are passing, cars. Shaking trees and feel like I'm completely in another world. Hot, soft world that smell like roses....

"So you made it there okay?" Darren said into his phone.
"Yep. I got here about ten minutes ago." Deidra replied from the other end. "Just getting settled into my brother's room and changing clothes. I'm actually just standing here in my panties at the moment."
Darren felt a twitch in his manhood as he pictured his girlfriend in nothing but her underwear....