Arranged marriages were everything in space now. They kept the various houses at peace and cemented alliances.
Usually, they were between people of different sexes, like when one of my sisters was married off to the Lundians. Sometimes, they could be between people of the same sex. If that's what my case could be called exactly....

I wake between Lori and Lisa. We wash up and head to the kitchen. The women have Joe cooking breakfast.
Over breakfast Liz notes, "We do not have enough food and alcohol to last the rest of the vacation. We planned a mid-week grocery run. We cannot go shopping without any clothes. What shall we do?"...

She Was Size Curious
"Do you believe people who say size doesn't matter?" my wife asked after an energetic session of Saturday-night fucking.
"I think it is all in the head," I said. "If you think it does, it will. It's like tits. I think big and small tits taste the same. Some guys get blue balls over big tits. So, are you getting curious?"...

So my first two photo shoots, one in Pittsburgh and one in Scranton, were fun, productive and I got some good pics. My BF at the time was with me and nothing went off the rails. A female model I worked with was supposed to meet us at the motel never showed. Yes I was disappointed.
My third shoot was local. A younger photographer, still older than me, this time and no escort. What could go wrong?...

The Shape of Her Submission
Ever since I can remember, cuckoldry has deeply fascinated me-- not just the act itself, but the slow, intricate build-up, the anticipation, the emotional unraveling that leads to that final, irreversibly erotic moment. It's not just about sex; it's about tension, surrender, shifting dynamics, and the aching vulnerability of desire....

Xiver is a popular and well-paid sex worker on an alien space station, and is most famous for being biologically suited to taking a lot of dick - and specifically, a lot of eggs. This makes him a perfect fit for a group of twenty wasp-like aliens on a business retreat looking to celebrate a corporate victory and blow off some steam by laying eggs in him. Xiver is confident this whole thing will be a breeze. His safety coordinator, Nacar, has some doubts - but that's why xe's there to keep him safe....

With Lily finally out of their hair and the microchip removed from Shawnee's head, Hunter and Shawnee could finally be free to discuss a plan for the future. But they knew they had to pretend to be going along with the cruel and twisted ways of this program in order to survive. A ping dinged on both of their planners....

Part one was really only to lay the foundations for the follow up, so you can see why things were almost certainly going to progress before it all went disastrously wrong!
The terrible two-sum of Stern and Smith decided that they should run the school play. There was one every year put on by older pupils moving onto college or leaving school for good. I think the fact that they were leaving always made things easier, you knew no matter how bad you were, you wouldn't be around for the mockery that would f...

They parted ways at the station. Hugging goodbye, Mel noticed Isabel held her a little tighter than usual. She waved to Isabel from the uptown platform, watching as the downtown train came screeching in, and she was gone. Mel looked up at the electronic display to see when the next train would arrive. She was cutting it close....

This is a story within the framework of my Canoe Soo Series. It will cover a seven day trip, crossing an Ontario Provincial Park from East to West.
The Whore Guide.
Chapter one.
The first year that I provided a wilderness guide service, I was locally known as, 'The Whore Guide'. I like to think of myself as 'The Guide that likes sex....

In 2003, a friend accompanied me to the Melbourne Cup, the race that stops the nation. The event is famous for low-class drunkenness and other shenanigans, and it is relatively easy to strike up conversations with the fairer sex after they've imbibed dangerous levels of overly priced low-quality champagne.              ...

Brad and Cody film their filthiest scene yet for a paying fan. Cody's masked, ass up in a red jockstrap, while Brad records every second, talking straight to the camera. But as Brad pounds deeper, it stops feeling like content. Just when Cody thinks he can't take more, Brad pulls out and says he wants to switch; he wants to see Cody's face while he fucks him....

So a guy I have been chatting with suggested I write down how my stories and characters all connect to help new readers get an idea of how a lot of my stories are connected. While some stories don't connect at all, I have also written many stories that connect a lot or a little. And many characters appear in a lot of stories....

Chapter One: "Helping Out" —o— "Take a deep breath and then let it out slowly," said Emily.
Her husband Henry glanced doubtfully at her over his shoulder, but then placed his hands against the kitchen counter. He took the deep breath and slowly let it out. As the air slipped from his lungs, Emily pulled the corset as tightly as she could around his torso. It was still an inch from closing. At least, she could begin tugging on the laces now though....

After two months of being mercilessly teased and strictly denied orgasm by me, you find yourself completely naked and tied spread-eagle to my bed. You feel my warm skin just barely brushing against yours as I like naked beside you and you shudder, recalling the countless hours you’ve found yourself held captive by me in this very bed....

Tonight, I put down my pen and picked up the mic.
I'm Jazmyne - twenty-seven, African American, an illustrator by trade, a storyteller by instinct... and maybe something else when the lights are low.
Usually I tell other people's stories.
Tonight? You get mine - rich, sweet, and just a little dark. Like chocolate....

Chapter 5 - Fresh water
I lay there, covered in my sweat, her sweat, and both of our juices (she had been on top, most of the time), thinking about what to do next (not that, about next thing to do in setting up for a long wait to be rescued).
Mary sits up, turns to me, and says "Thank you for taking over. The others may not know it, but so far you have started to save all of us and please keep doing what you are doing. Now throw on a pair of shorts, to keep you from being dragged into the woods for s...

Black Sambuca and Reptile Eyes Pt. 02
After our first encounter, Zoe and I continued meeting up several times a week. I had the house to myself with Shane and Andrew labouring on a farm some 100 miles to the north of Albany. True, there was a fourth housemate, but he lived semi-autonomously in the annexe at the back of the house....

Wearing a micro skirt was one thing. Wearing a micro skirt without panties was another.
The rest of the day, Lana felt the breeze on her bare pussy. It excited her, and everytime she remembered Damian's fingers pounding inside her she felt herself become hot and damp. She bent over somewhat recklessly, wondering who might accidentally see her naked cunt. If anyone did see, they never mentioned it....

Amelia Franklin could not believe her predicament. The 44-year-old married woman lay in a hotel bed with her 18-year-old neighbor after the most explosive sex she'd ever experienced.
She had a happy, functional marriage. And she was the mother of a wonderful teenage daughter. Amelia had a fulfilling career as the human resources director of a local grocery chain, and her family's finances were in excellent shape. She was living the suburban Northern California life, and all seemed perfect. But here she w...

Hi Everyone! It's me, Savannah!
Wow, 3 years transpired from my last erotic adventure (previously shared in Savannah's BIG Adventure) until this story. It seems like ages as so much has changed. Here's a quick refresher on my past.
Within a year of finishing college and marrying, I had an affair with my husband John's boss. It was not something planned or even sought, it was actually just strange. I ended up having 3 sessions with him where he fully used me as he pleased, shamelessly with my consent. ...

Cinderella Chose the Wrong Prince - End
A conclusion to my Feb Sux - inspired tale
Many readers felt my previous story, "Cinderella Chose the Wrong Prince" lacked a proper ending. Here goes one version of how that story could end. If you still like the story after this, please consider it in your reviews. Thank you....

Mission to Mars


By


Claude Truveau

"Initiate cryogenic rehabilitation," orders Captain Billups, Flight Director. Apollo 29 was launched 8 months prior in an exhilarating liftoff, successful in every way, and was now fast approaching the red planet.
Major Carl Hansel and Lieutenant Sherry Steele had been in crypto sleep caskets since a week after launch, after ensuring the flight plan was on track. With a month to go before reaching their destination they were now awake in thei...

I guess I'd been in a sentimental mood all weekend, given that I spent my whole Saturday digging out old yearbooks and reminiscing about friends and girlfriends from past times. While I was enjoying my time in university, I definitely missed some people and places from my small hometown.
It was a big coincidence then, that while I was sitting at my usual booth in my favorite lunch shop that afternoon, I heard a high-pitched voice that was eerily familiar:...

Jennifer couldn't sleep again. Will had no such issues, as evidenced by his growling snores. It had now been eleven days since the newlyweds had sex. Does one year in still count as being newlywed? Jenny supposed it did. She also supposed Will had been cheating on her. How could he not have had sex with her on their one year anniversary? And to still keep her waiting a week later, something was terribly wrong. Sure, Will had been working double shifts at the hospital to pay the mortgage and the cars and his...

You pull into the driveway and put your truck in park. It's been a long week, and you smile when you see my Tahoe in its spot in front of your house. You weren't expecting me for a few more hours. Slowly, you climb the steps of your front porch and open the front door. You are expecting me to be in the living room, but the room is empty except for Roan, who is happy to see you. The house is warm and smells of food. You put your keys and bag away and saunter into the kitchen, where you hear water running. My...

The alarm goes off early in the morning, I open my eyes, the sun has not risen yet, and the room is still dimly lit only by the muted TV and the salt lamp on your bedside table. The room is cool, so I move my body closer to you as I nuzzle into your neck, taking a deep breath and enjoying the scent of your skin. You look down at me, gently grab my chin, and pull me into a deep kiss. Your arms wrap around me and pull me on top of you, I straddle your hips, the blanket falling down around my waist, our bodies...

Thank you to Oldbroad76 for proofreading.
She's here!!
My heart pounded in my chest when I heard my mum and dad open the door and Arabella's voice spread throughout the house.
The plug was in my arse, which clenched around it as I stood up. I practically ran down the stairs, and I was so quick that Arabella hadn't even taken her shoes off by the time I reached the door....

She was in tenterhooks as soon as she walked into her appartment. He was there again. She could very faintly smell the tang of his cologne, as soon as she walked in: a soft, earthy musk. She was immediately flooded with memories of last time. The feel of his hands firmly guiding her hips, the sound of her breath catching in her throat as she tried to hold back the growing flood of pleasure that was threatening to crash over her like a tsunami. Her lips were suddenly dry. She ran her tongue across them, mois...

I woke up from the weirdest dream. One I certainly couldn't tell my wife. I could barely believe my brain could even conjure something like that. It was strange and I figured the only way to deal with it was to tell you guys about it.
The dream started off as a normal dream. Most of them are set in my childhood home. Some are me trying to leave for school but I cant find anything. Some are an action adventure dream that starts out with my home as a base of operations. Some are nightmares, the home is fal...