Our family has always been quite close, even when you considered my older sister Julie, because she was twat, and objected to most things we did. My Mother made the excuse she was conservative. Our parents encouraged Julie and myself to be comfortable with our bodies, so nudity on the second floor of out home was encouraged. Mom was encouraging and complimentary our of appearance and took great care explaining everything about sex in detail. Seeing my parents shower and walk to their bedroom without towels ...

The south side had been retaken and Bennett's people were rounded up. Weapons were surrendered without resistance, and all were forced down on their knees with hands behind their heads. Soon they were greeted with victory cries, adding insult to injury to what turned out to be an embarrassing defeat....

"Looking spiffy."
Kaitlin smirked as her eyes flicked up and down my 6'4", 225-lb frame. I did clean up well, I guess. It was Josh's wedding, after all -- my best friend since we were kids.
I, on the other hand, was newly single. Or whatever you call a drawn-out breakup followed by three months of sexual hibernation and quiet existential dread....

Sunday
The following morning Harry showered first. He was in their bedroom only half-dressed, trying to find a gym T-shirt that he seemed to have lost, when Olivia came out of the bathroom. She was following her now usual practice of emerging from her shower completely naked.
Harry turned to look at her, intending to take just a quick glance but then found himself unable to turn away. Even though her wet hair was a complete mess she just looked completely stunning....

I was traveling in July on I-95 in Georgia and had just stopped at a little town to fill my stomach and gas my pickup truck at a Truckstop before I continued my journey. It was around 8pm and just getting dark so before getting on the highway back to the interstate I pulled over to the side of the parking lot and removed my shorts and boxers so I would be more comfortable for the long drive to New Jersey. I enjoy being nude, but the circumstance required that I leave my T-shirt on in case of passerby's espe...

My friend Dr. Ferguson, or Anthony, and I have been discussing some odd projects he needed completed around his condo. His home is about three years old, but it isn't completely finished inside. He still needs to have some tile laid, a shower door hung, and a couple of other items tended to. We've been talking about the projects for a while. I've even taken some measurements and made some notes. But somehow, I just haven't been able to get around to working on Anthony's projects. I'm a big procrastinator an...

For 35 years, I have had a monthly deep tissue massage.
The first was recommended by my doctor. I had some serious muscle spasms on one side of my back. They were caused from leaning slightly to one side while driving. Every day, I drove over 150 miles servicing accounts. I leaned on the console between the front seats. At first, it was every 10 days between massage visits. Then twice a month. Then once a month....

"Got an open and shut one for you. Mugging and assault. Two witnesses. Homeless guy. One previous conviction four years ago. His wife laid the charge. Drunk and disorderly. Last known address Lavender Hill. Your home turf."
Geo Samuels grins at me. One day he will stop mocking me about my origins. I grew up in Lavender Hill, a gang infested township created to house people displaced during Apartheid. I fought my way out of there but I haven't forgotten. I was lucky. Strict parents, a good brain and what ...

When I left my audition, I felt a card in my pocket. It had the name Joe and a number. That was it. I didn't see anyone put it there, but I had to assume it was one of the male actors from the session. I filed it in the back of my wallet and mind. Might come in handy someday.
Sasha listed me on the secure website. I didn't see it at first, but Carissa told me it appeared and I looked hot! Sasha had advised I would be Vanna Blue on the site. She wanted girls to have a first name similar to our actual name...

Break-ups are hard. Especially when the love of your life was caught with something rather illegal up his... I'll leave that to your imagination. So here I am! In beautiful Positano, on the Amalfi coast. Alone and single. Yes, of course I ditched that loser, but to come on a couples holiday, alone is a serious crime in my opinion. Donovan was left at Manchester airport, with the police. His dark brown eyes apologetic for the substances wedged in his asshole, that he apparently knew 'nothing about'....

Chapter 8 - the ladies can learn.
I awoke with a start, as a very wet lady climbed into the raft. She was followed by more wet ladies, all crawling in and looking for towels. Rolling over, away from the snuggle hold Maria (we were both nude) had on me, I shined my flashlight on them and watched them scramble to get the towels....

********* Slave or student? ********
I wake up before Bei Liu and Bi Lang. It's not difficult. They're to lazy. I smile. Shi helps me get dressed. In student clothes. She kisses me.
"Good luck," she wishes me nervously.
I leave a note for my hosts. I'm sure they'll come looking for me when they read it. When they wake up. I hope everything will be all right by then. Before I go, I touch their buttocks a little. As if it brings luck. In fact, they were just too tempting. Liu moans in her dreams. The...

The usual disclaimers. This is a work written solely by me and I have some rights you know. Not many, but there it is. Everyone engaging in sexual acts is over the age of eighteen. This tale includes spanking, humiliation, oral, and anal. If those things turn you off, please choose another of my stories....

(Author's Note: This story is a sequel to The Dirtiest of Baths.)
"Um, uh, my Lady?" You stutter as you step into the warm, sunlit glade. "Why are you a sort of smallish-sized dragon--?" Your surprised eyes slowly slide down the length of my silver-purple-scaled body. "--With an incredibly h-huge, um--" You gulp so adorably. "Um, wow, uh--"...

Content Warning: This story contains themes of masturbation, public exposure, and emotional triggers.
They were nervous, very nervous. They had asked for this, proposed it in a text late at night when they couldn't think of anything else. Laying in their bed, their body clad in only a large t-shirt and some boxer-briefs, one hand on their phone and the other gently rubbing themselves through the material. Once the message had been sent, they stopped touching themselves, bit their nails instead, and waite...

Demigod (noun) /ˈdɛmɪˌɡɒd/ or /ˈdɛmɪˌɡɑːd/
1. A mythological being who is partly divine and partly human; often the offspring of a god and a mortal, or a lesser deity with powers greater than a mortal but less than a full god.
2. A person who is so exceptionally talented, admired, or powerful as to seem almost divine or superhuman....

Anna had organized this girls night out. It seemed it was harder and harder to get the six of us out together. Maybe we were getting too old. All of us had been married, Anna was already divorced and three of us had children. My husband kept putting off children, something he said he wanted more than anything when we got married. It had become the most frequent argument between us. When Anna called requesting another get together, I was glad because it got me away from my husband David on a Friday night. We...

My name is Joseph, I'm a Freshman at college having come to a large University from a small northern Indiana town. I had always been a bit shy and my only sexual experiences had been with a neighbor boy back home.
It was Saturday evening and I had been visiting a couple of friends from my hometown. They lived in an apartment complex just off campus. It was after midnight and I decided to head back to my dorm....

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Wendy sighed and tried again.
Her little brother was... smart, but not exceptional like her. Explaining to him took a little more patience than she was used to. "If we wrap the wire around like this..." she said slowly, coiling the wire around the nail, "and run a current through it like so... it makes an electromagnet. See how it picks up the paper clips?"...

My heart was racing as fast as I was driving my car along the country roads, and my cock was throbbing with the anticipation of an athlete about to run for gold. Sat beside me in the passenger seat was Isobel, or Izzy as everyone calls her. She is now my wife, but back then, when we were twenty-three, together since high school, she was my girlfriend, my girlfriend with a kinky fantasy....

Choy
The restaurant was hushed, dim and romantic. The celebration had started earlier at an expensive dance club venue with everyone from both teams congratulating each other, dancing, and wondering who they would spend the rest of the night with. Ella Choy had sipped champaign and nibbled at the delicious food. The teams had met the deadline and made the deal. Months of work and a week of final negotiation were successful. Hours later the alcohol from the party was gone from her system. As she sipped he...

I never owned a sex toy until I lived alone. Even after all those years of marriage, my wife and I never purchased anything. No fury handcuffs, a butterfly, a sex swing, or a set of erotic dice. Nothing. So, when I moved out and got situated, and came to terms with the fact that I liked being penetrated, my only alternative (at the time) was to buy a dildo. I surely wasn't brave enough to buy one in person at a porn store, so I did some online shopping, ordered a few, because I wasn't sure of the sized and ...

I assembled my ad hoc wardrobe in preparation for dinner, laying it out on the huge bed and inspecting for dust, pilling, and creases. My main concern was about my trousers, as almost everything else I had planned to wear was new. I immediately regretted not picking up a new pair when we went shopping, but it was too late now. I need not have worried because a close inspection revealed just a couple of loose threads inside the waistband....

My Freaky Freshman Year
Chapter 2 of 4
All characters are over the age of 18 at the time of any sexual activity.
We continue with Theo and Lily's first months at university, a competition that raises the stakes, and some bad news.
A huge shout out to my beta readers and editors: thatsbogus and SpotInTheSand, both Lit authors more experienced than me. Consider browsing their author pages for some great stories. And to Rose, your editing skills are legendary....

Imogen was an extremely beautiful blonde model trying to make her way in the modeling world. She was an extremely naïve young 22-year-old, newly married wife, and her new boss, Simon, could see she would do anything to be a successful model. She was so naïve, she trusted all the advice from her boss....

"Enter our eponymous heroine"
San Francisco, 1935.
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Green. She absolutely hated the colour green with a passion. Yet everywhere she turned at the funeral, she saw green. Green wreaths, green buttonholes, green hats. Green for Ireland. Ironically, her late husband, Jack 'Piggy' Malone, wasn't even Irish. You had to go back generations to trace that connection. No, Piggy was as American as apple pie. He had loved watching Pop Warner's Stanford Cardinals Football team and going for a swim at Sutro Ba...

The day of the party has arrived. The three of us, Cassidy, Daniel, and myself have restrained from sex for the last three days. We all agreed to this, so we would be able to handle more partners on Saturday. We also had our genital areas waxed. Daniel also had a full body wax done. I have to say he looks hot as fuck....

Becky opened the door for Marcus and led him out of the break room. She felt just a little embarrassed about confessing her fantasy to him, but it was true she wanted to experience being a prostitute for one night. Marcus had looked at her like she'd lost her mind. Maybe she shouldn't have said anything....

Nikki and Olivia Enjoy The Day -- Nikki's the Birthday Girl
This story contains sexual activities and situations between consenting adults. All characters are above the age of eighteen. Any similarity to any individual, living or deceased, or location is coincidental and unintended. The story will be told in the first person....

I'm not sure of the exact time I awoke but I languished in the soft bed with a warm glow reflecting on the night and the new friends I'd made. I could hear the en-suite shower going and Max was no-where to be seen so I assumed he was washing down. Katerina was still sleeping, still looking absolutely beautiful and as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth; looks can be so deceiving....