Author's Note: Based on a suggestion by IronSulfide2024, although I've taken it in an unexpected direction.
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The atmosphere in the school bus heading north on Highway 71 was subdued. The last game of the season had not gone well, though Randy had given it everything he could. The rain hadn't helped, muting the efforts of the cheerleaders, and even the sight of Kayla's enthusiastic pink-and-white pompoms had failed to lift his spirits towards the end....

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It was a Friday evening in the Somerset market town of Yeovil in the South West of England. It had been dark since 4.30pm as it was now the end of November. The weekend was now here for Rob and Jill.
Rob was 58 and his wife Jill was 46. They had been married for 22 years and had 2 daughters, both in their 20s who had both flown the nest to pursue careers in Manchester and London....

Chapter 1 -- The Challenge
The sun had barely dipped below the horizon, casting a lazy golden hue over the city. The windows of Sophie's apartment glowed with warm light, laughter spilling out into the early evening air. Inside, the music hummed low, drinks clinked, and six friends lounged in varying degrees of comfort -- legs stretched, shoes off, cheeks already warm from alcohol....

Her party. Her guests. Her house full of people who have no idea what I brought in my bag.
The invitation had been casual - "Just a little get-together, nothing fancy" - but I knew better. Elena always dressed to kill for her "casual" parties. Always found excuses to touch, to tease, to test boundaries....

I hated the new pony. Hate hate hate.
Before she came, I was obviously Mistresses favourite. I'm the fastest and most graceful pony she owns, so it's natural she'd give me the most attention. Her other ponies accepted that a long time ago.
None of them are bitter about it. We're a herd, and I'm naturally the leader....

It had been about six months since she had first met Donnie. The conversation started online and then they met, just once, before he went off for a five-month rotation on an oil platform in the Gulf of Mexico. Their conversations were mostly chat on WhatsApp, but every once in a while he would get to sneak off to Houston for a few hours and they would have great conversations and some mind-blowing video sex over a stable Wi-Fi connection....

Chapter 41: Ambush
Amari readied her spear. A jackak jumped at Corantin, but a swift thrust by the catgirl ended its attack in failure. The owl faced dog fell on the ground, spasmed a few times, and then stopped moving, dead.
While it happened, Corantin had teleported his whirlwind blades. Then before adopting a combat ready stance, he conjured a small flame to illuminate the battlefield. Discretion was no longer a priority. Should they fall to the pack of predators, they would be unable to continue t...

Storyline: A new coffee shop called "Bun in the Oven" opened up in your town. At first you thought it was ridiculous. Then you started to drive by it. Okay, it wouldn't hurt to check it out, right?
Included: in public, coffee shop, exhibitionism, breeding, girl with a cock, kissing, consent asked/gotten, breeding kink, degradation, humiliation, sweetly mean, embarrassing horny wreck of a listener, praise, check-in, overstimulation, mutual orgasms, cumming inside, and little after scene...

Chapter One: The Encounter
It started like any other night out.
Carol had been in New York for work, meetings, late nights, bad coffee. She almost didn't go to the bar. But the city had a pulse she couldn't ignore, and something in her ached for a little chaos.
She picked a hotel lounge with soft lighting and an upscale crowd, the kind of place where people pretended not to watch each other but did anyway. She sipped her wine slowly, half-listening to the jazz trio in the corner, half-scrolling her...

Lynn stomped to her car after the elevator doors opened. She nearly dinged the vehicle beside her as she threw open the driver's side door, but held it back in time. She slammed it shut after she sat and checked her face in the mirror.
The red mark of Deb's slap on her cheek burned like a brand, but there was nothing to see beyond a rosy glow on one cheek. She grabbed the steering wheel and shook it, which had the effect of shaking herself as it remained immobile. Her raven-black hair bounced back and fo...

Juan Fernandez aka "Wide-load" was a successful business mogul. Starting from humble beginnings he had created a vast business empire with his intellect and grit. However, despite his financial success, Juan had harbored an embarrassing secret since his youth. The Gods that had blessed him with such a sharp mind, had been brutally unkind to him sexually. Not only was he endowed with a small penis, but he also suffered from premature ejaculations. This coupled with his short and portly frame (hence the nickn...

It was nearly midnight when I finally said it. Not blurted--offered. Like a gift. Like a confession.
"I need you to know how far I'd go for you," I told him, my voice trembling just enough to betray how long I'd rehearsed it. "I'm yours, if you want me. Not just in words. In everything."
He watched me silently, sitting on the edge of his couch like a man carved from patience. He was always like that--slow, steady, unshaken. The opposite of my storm....

The morning after the public live stream and the mother goose challenge began with two things: a parched tongue, and the memory of having laid a full clutch of eggs on a public park bench. Both were impossible to ignore, and neither was helped by the kitchen's ruined state--the stink of latex, the feathers trampled into the tile, the gold eggs rattling in a grocery bag by the sink. Steph was up, hair tied back, making espresso and answering texts one-handed. She didn't say good morning....

"You're going to sit there baby, and you're going to watch."
This was the last thing she was expecting when I messaged her. The text message was simple.
"Be at my place tonight at 8pm. Do not be late. Wear the black harness set, and undress as soon as you get into the house. Do not be late."
As always, she responded with a simple "Yes Daddy."...

Written by: MissKittenSK
This is a short and slightly unorthodox narrative for an audio reading - I hope you enjoy.
[A4A] [M4F] [F4M] Ruined
Tags: [gender neutral] [obsession] [addicted to you] [let us burn together] [consumed by you] [ruin me] [short narrative]
All I ask is that you credit me as author and pretty please message me to let me know you did it! No permission needed to record and post & I don't need to hear it before it goes out....

She only realized it wasn't her room after the door clicked shut behind her.
Same floor. Same layout. Same cold air-conditioning and too-bright lamp. But it wasn't hers.
It was his.
And he was already stepping out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel, water still clinging to his chest. They locked eyes. One heartbeat. Two....

Author's Note // Given the subject matter, I wanted to express upfront that lesbianism and lesbians are absolutely valid and the depictions in this story are purely out of convenience for a kinky plotline -- as is often the case with amateur erotica. Also, none of this work, in part or in whole, was created by AI....

I apologize, Gentle Reader. It has been far too long since we checked in on David and Annette. This is one of my favorite stories since it's, at least in part, autobiographical (I'll leave it to you to figure out which parts). I have mild OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder for those of you who didn't have to suffer through psychology classes as part of your B. S. in Education curriculum), and other projects just kept me busy. But I woke this morning with my muse chastising me for leaving this story, enjoyed...

The door to the confessional closed with the usual wooden whoosh and snap. Unbeknownst to anyone entering the booth, Father Cleo was not listening. Wednesday evenings are usually a rough night for the respected priest. That was how Sister Maggie became a "confessional proxy", as Father Cleo put it. Whenever he was too hung over to make it in during the early hours, he would assign just about anybody....

Chapter Three Crossed in Silence
He sat on the cold kitchen floor, back against the cabinet, legs pulled up like he was trying to make himself smaller. The house was dark except for the blue flicker of the microwave clock. His hands were wrapped around a mug of tea he hadn't touched in over an hour. It had gone cold. He didn't care....

The school year was finally starting to wind down, and Brianna could not be happier. She was a senior in high school now, eighteen years old, and extremely ready to be done with the whole experience. She had paid her dues, gotten good grades despite the constant humiliation of being a slightly overweight girl in high school, and was now ready to move on to the next phase of her life....

Returning characters:
Jordan. 18-year-old high school senior. 6' tall, weighs 180 lbs. dirty blond hair cut very short. Outdoors type.
Stephanie -- stepmother. 38 years old, 5' 8" tall, with wavy black hair down to her mid back, double D breasts with a nice ass. Full lush black bush.
Megan -- stepsister. 18 years old, 5' 6" tall, with straighter dark brown hair also down to her mid back, and c cup breasts with a nice ass like her mother. Full lush dark brown bush....

I stood up, revealing my fully erect cock to everyone in the hot tub, and stepped out. This time, the chilliness of the air wasn't strong enough to reduce it back down to a flaccid state. I walked over to where Linda and Ben had hung their robes and grabbed a towel out of the little cabinet that my parents kept stocked. I dried myself off quickly, standing there, and I could see that Linda was looking in my direction, so I made sure to dry off my cock and threw my towel over my shoulder. I walked around the...

Chloe Comes to The Beach
Oscar Wilde is quoted on a variety of topics. Below are four quotes attributed to him. Oscar Wilde is an Irish poet and playwright who lived in the 19 th Century.
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." Or "To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all." Or perhaps "If you pretend to be good, the world takes you very seriously. If you pretend to be bad, it doesn't. Such is the astounding stupidity of optimism."...

Silhouetted against the light from the living room, Sarah appeared like a vision of a fertility goddess. Her eyes were shining with excitement, and her model-quality beautiful face had a rosy glow. Her enormous breasts rode high on her chest with hardly a hint of sag, her pink nipples prominent in the middle of each one. Her three-months-pregnant belly looked ridiculously slim in comparison, especially when her hips then flared outwards to her truly luscious, round and absurdly large buttocks, supported by ...

Author's Note: This story is set several years after part one, maybe not seven years as it is in reality, but still a good while!
Please check out my other stories and also my older stories which were posted as Malibuman666.
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It wasn't until about three weeks before my 39th birthday that I realised that if Mistress Karen didn't let me cum beforehand, then I was going to hit exactly one hundred days of chastity on the actual day. I knew then that something was up and that this couldn't ju...

Here I was, a Friday night, sitting in my car at the back of a sleazy motel. I was stoned out of my mind along with a cheap Black street whore I had just paid for. We were waiting for her Black pimp to come and open a room for us. We saw him coming down the walk way and he began waving for us to join him. Opening the door with a room key we all entered. You could smell the muskiness along with the odor of marijuana, cigarette smoke and sex. The dim light gave off shadows of the three of us, perfect for unre...

Darius kept his word and after a month it was time for Jonathan's release. Because he had been in the cage for two weeks before Darius took over, it was 6 weeks by the time he was finally able to cum.
Getting out of the cage felt so good. Darius tied him to a chair and left a hand loose. But instead of Sophia giving him a hand job like she had before, Darius grabbed her hand and led her to the car....

8th Chapter in the Series: When Hidden Desire's Arise
Chapter 1:
Greg is an average married with no kids man. He is married to a beauty named Katy and while there marriage is strong and loving, the sex aspects doesn't live up to either of their hidden desires.
This leads Greg to rekindle his desire to submit to a dominate man. After searching online he finds Alex. With his wife leaving for a week for work trips each month he found time to serve Alex....