Psychomental Complex, pt. 1
Part 1 of 2
© 2025 Ribnitin
Maybe you're the one who was taken over by a spirit.
This story could have gone in Sci-Fi & Fantasy. Ultimately, the central issue is a loving wife, so that's where it is. Part 2 has been written and will be submitted a few days after part 1. If you hated my other stories, you'll despise this one. It gets weird....

Dearest, most beloved reader,
Please believe me when I tell you that I mean this with love: fuck off.
Seriously, off you fuck. This is not for you. You don't want to read this. You'll hate it. Seriously, I hate it. The beta-readers hated it (thank you two - I won't name you to avoid tarring you with this brush, but I appreciate it massively)....

© 2025 Duleigh Lawrence-Townshend. All rights reserved. The author asserts the right to be identified as the author of this story for all portions. All characters are original. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. This story or any part thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the expressed written permission of the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a review or commentary....

Author's Note
Tracy sets up a date with a new guy online.
This is a hotwife/slutwife story about a wife who has sex with other men and a husband who enjoys it. You have been warned.
All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Scenarios depicted here are intended to be fun fantasy, but may be illegal, immoral, and/or dangerous if actually attempted in real life. All characters in sexual situations are over 18....

Note to reader: This story involves lots of female-on-male strap-on anal sex (pegging) with some reluctance/questionable consent. If that doesn't sound hot to you, then you may want to choose another story. The story picks up from the end of chapter 1, where Jake and Tanya are beginning a post-coital discussion....

Part 2 -- Here we catch up again with Dick, whom Tishy first met right at the start of the Primal Instinct series. You may wish to read those stories first. Or not. Everyone involved is of legal age. Comments welcome.
We were busy over the next few days, and didn't talk much about what had happened with Dan and Freya. One evening we cuddling on the sofa, watching Newsnight, and Tishy said, out of the blue, "Have you seen Dick recently?"...

A huge thank you to GeorgeAnderson for his editing talent and his work on this story.
I read an article in a newspaper in 2015 that said the United States government estimated 5 percent of all children born in the U. S. were not the biological children of the person listed as the father on their birth certificates....

Thanks to the lovely regular readers and the lovely comment and messages. This is one for the fans as there's a lot that happens in this chapter. But I just couldn't break it up and leave you all on edge.
If you're just joining Belle's story, or need a catch up, here's what you need to know:
Somewhere out past the dusty roads of 1990s Mississippi, far from curious neighbors or the safety of town, Billy's life was quietly stolen and replaced with someone new--Belle....

Author's Note: This is a long, very misogynistic story, so get over it!
The story title and description is a reference from Shakespeare's play, "Henry V" , with the king's speech on Saint Crispin's Day.
The following story is fiction, a confluence of memories over decades with facts and timelines overlapping. So, don't get too focused on "that club on base wasn't there when we had cellphones" or "that's not how they treat such injuries anymore." It's just a story!...

adoptiANDROID: EVELYN FURST aka MOTHERSHIP
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Eighty miles Southwest of Tulsa Oklahoma! Day 7 since the grand escape.
"This is all a bad dream. Wait! Do androids' dream?"
Lying in the darkness of an abandoned mobile home, former robotics scientist Evelyn Furst, Evie to her friends, set her android on slumber mode. Not any traditional sleep mind you, merely closing down but alert at all times toward intruders. As powerful as these alien androids were, their human residents still had the sam...

The wagon master of the train of fifty wagons on the Oregon Trail to the Willamette Valley in Oregon territory tried to reason with Eleanor Watkins.
"Ma'am, I've seen my share of men who've been torn up by a bear, and Jacob's as bad as any of them. He'd have already been dead if Mr. Ames and Mr. Riley hadn't heard the ruckus and shot that bear. He ain't gonna live 'til mornin', and there ain't nothin' you or anybody else can do to change that. You'd best make him comfortable as you can and wait....

Mrs. Chen slapped me when I came by to mow her lawn. She had been cordial my last visit, but there were others around then. "You son of a bitch!"
I rubbed my cheek. "Son of a bastard would probably be more apt here."
"Sure are. My ass is still sore from him."
"First time doing anal?"
"I could report him for rape."...

Author's note:
See part 1 for blurb. Also, if you haven't already read parts 1 & 2, I strongly recommend doing so before proceeding.
All sensuality (on page or otherwise) takes place between characters who are eighteen or older.


Twenty-Four
Mike awoke the next morning with an irrepressible smile on his face. He felt fully refreshed despite not having fallen to sleep until after three AM and having been awoken briefly when his father and the children departed (not to mention that he had s...

Rachel Running on Empty Part Seven
by G. Lawrence
Tragedy on the frontier
This is not an erotic story, though it does have romance. It features family drama along with adventure and elements of fantasy. And, as her family has discovered, Rachel can be frustrating, willing to go to any lengths once she sets her heart on a course. Life for our hero is never easy. This is part 7 of 8....

13


Flickering Old Flames

This is the thirteenth of "The Pru Chronicles." Although much of the story is embellished, some more liberally than others, there is an element of truth woven throughout. Originally, only one of the Chronicles was intended to fully be fiction, with one other based on very real conversations that were leading to the events described but stopped short. A few more plausible but fiction stories have since been woven in, this one included. Still, a sliver of this one is...

I'd known Jill for a while as she works with my mum. I assumed she was in her early thirties and she always wore bright red lipstick which I couldn't take my eyes off when I spoke to her. She wasn't posh but she was very well spoken.
I was with my mum at a work gathering and I started talking to Jill. Even though she was 9 years older than me I still fancied her....

I was standing in the cramped office kitchenette, watching the electric kettle slowly work its way to a boil. It had just reached the stage where it was emitting a soft hiss and I had never understood where from, since there were no visible signs of boiling yet.
Beside it stood my teacup, tag dangling on its string. I rubbed my eyes; I really should go home. Deadline or no, I was no good to anyone when I was this tired....

It was weird kissing her again. I missed it. She was also more sexually driven then when I had fucked her last, which was a pleasant surprise. All my memories with Isla were romantic, intimate, infrequent, and she had only ever wanted to do missionary. She was a simple woman with simple desires. Now, I was pinning her against the wall, and she had her right leg straight up in the air, her ankle on my shoulder. I didn't know she was so flexible....

Human history is peculiar. Many a time comes when the population rebels against a tyrannical ruler or government and overthrows them -- and most of the time they end up under another tyrannical government or ruler. The Brits rose up against Charles I and executed the king, only to find themselves under Oliver Cromwell and the British army. The French overthrew the "ancien regime" only to find themselves ruled by Emperor Napoleon. The Iranians took down SAVAK and the Shah only to find themselves under the ru...

I've always found a Kathy bit weird. Slightly nerdy, slightly needy. She laughed in a weird awkward way - self conscious, abortive. It felt like she was always bottling things up, as if 1000 emotions boiled beneath the surface.
We were both unpopular, so found ourselves grouped together a lot. After collage we often hung out, and today it was raining so we sat together in her bedroom watching Howel's Moving Castle. She lent on me, head on my shoulder, her hair brushing against my cheek - it smelt faintly...

Devilla

"You... what?!" I demanded, flabbergasted.
"Well, I mean, your mom and I did celebrate our twenty year anniversary not that long ago, soooo.... Yeah... How do you feel about having a stepmom? Or stepdam, if you prefer? Because honestly I already see you as my precious stepdaughter, soooo....."...

"So, what movie shall we watch?" Priya excitedly asks me, still sitting on my lap.
"Whatever one you would like, Babygirl!" I tell her, kissing her forehead and reaching for my cellphone in one of my jeans' pockets, before passing it to her.
"Okay!"
She starts searching right away, her beautiful brown eyes sparkling from a mix of pure joy but also traces of her recent orgasm. I keep observing her carefully and I can't stop my eyes from enjoying the view of her beautiful breasts, still popping out o...

My wife and I were a relatively typical married couple sans children; eight to five Monday through Friday jobs. Conversely, our sex life was anything but normal. We were quite a naughty couple and loved that we can both fully satisfy one another's sexual desires. We were both bisexual but neither of us had any significant homosexual relations....

A night out in Denerim
Before leaving for Denerim the next morning, Hawke had Elayne put on her special jewelry that had been made for her. "Put your hand over the stone on the pommel and close your eyes." He put one hand over hers on the pommel and his other hand on the side of her head and closed his eyes. He brought her mind into his as he focused on the stone in her sword, then he channeled his power into the stone and fused her mind into it, making the stone one with her. With his mind still in hers...

"Hey are you going to that party Friday?" my dorm mate Bradley asked.
"Probably not. Pretty sure Sarah and I will be... Doing... Something.. Or some shit," I responded with a small bit of disdain then threw my hands in the air and laughed, "I don't know."
"Oof. So, you just do whatever she says then, huh?" Bradley asked before laughing, "Is she that good in bed?"...

Early summer in Castellandria often brings rain with it. This summer, my first since returning from Brennan's farm with Maireili, was no exception. Maireili's integration into the household had gone smoothly, as the messages Lysethe and I exchanged paved the way. Perhaps unsurprisingly, the ghoul had swiftly bonded with Sarakiel. The two were already close friends and enthusiastic lovers....

In the temple, Lisa lays naked on the altar, the coven using her exposed body as their vessel to summon great forces as her husband John, the high priest, waits to consummate the ritual, watching the other women and men ravish his wife, fighting pangs of jealous to fulfil his role.


The Dark Sacrament by wonderful...

This audio is recorded for 18+ audience.
You get a text from your wife saying she'll be late in the office again. It's just her and her boss there alone ... and you can't help but imagine.
This is the first part of a little miniseries I'll be narrating. I'll be posting the rest soon enough through my Patreon. <3 Hope to see you there...

I work for your mother, and I’ve stopped by your house to drop off some files. Through the window, I see you, stroking your cock. I can't help but watch, and when I stumble on the bushes under the window, you catch me. You invite me in, and I accept, despite my embarrassment. I admit I like what I saw and ask if you want some help finishing what you started. You say you do, and you have no idea just how good I am at what I’m about to do to you......

Why hello lovelies!
I am very excited to share this newest audio with you!
This audio is a continuation of a previous one I uploaded called More Than Friends? It's now the morning and we have to finally talk about what happened last night. There is so much to say and so much more to make sense of. However will we do it? Guess you'll have to listen to find out! ????...