[Note: This is not a sexy story. It is more like a 1950's pulp science fiction novel]


Chapter 8: Endgame

"What are you?" said the Mind Bender. He stared at the large, furry animal. It wore spectacles and had an unlit pipe sticking out of its mouth. It also had webbed feet and straw colored fur....

A month slides by, slow and invisible, like dust settling on places you don't look. It's February, or near enough that the light has no conviction. I come home when the sky outside is the colour of old water. My scrubs wear the day's story in creases and stains: a patch of dried vomit near the thigh, a rust shadow on the sleeve that might be blood or soup. I don't bother changing until the smell insists....

James Biggerstaff had recently joined a law firm called Barker, Baskerville and Soames, a long establish family practice with a fabulous reputation in the world of shipping where it helped its customers navigate the law across the world. James had joined from a modern, corporate law firm and his first week had been chaotic, largely down to a court case that was consuming most of the partners at BBS and their teams, so his induction had been woeful....

Table Eight
Headlights.
Good, he's home. Just a few more minutes now.
I'd been home about an hour. As I was going through the mail, I froze. I dropped everything, went to the bedroom and got undressed. Steeping into the bathroom, I freshened my makeup and brushed out my long hair. I put on a very short silken robe and left it open. A spritz of special perfume on my neck, between my breasts and on my inner thighs. I stepped into a pair of my highest heels....

Piano Teacher

Ashley was a child prodigy who began playing her mother's piano as a young child. When she surpassed her mother's instructional ability, she was given professional tutoring. She received a full musical scholarship at a local university at eighteen years of age. For pocket change, she tutored children....

The hot tub. Warm and relaxing.
Ecstasy coursing through our bodies. Disturbed only by the occasional noise from the motors and jets, springing to life so the bubble levels rise back up. Submerged up to our necks, drape-floating across each other. I can't help but touch her. She smirks.
"I wonder why it tastes so much better on this"...

I'm Darren, 31 Gay and single at the moment. I am 6'3" and slim, slightly muscular, some would say I have a swimmers body.
I work in in large company and manage a team of salesmen, they're all very confident and cocky, so I have to lead them with a rod of iron. I'm not there to make friends, so it doesn't bother me that they dislike me....

The scent in the shop was enchanting. Musky yet refreshing, it smelled of sweet summer fields with blooming flowers, and earthy soil after a rain. It really tingled his nostrils. The thrift shop was relatively new in town; he always did love thrift stores. Items only once used ended up there, antiques and curios....

I've been a solo orgasm chaser since my first conscious memory.
My mother even dragged me to the doctor once, just to check if I was "normal." Turns out? I just had a super healthy sexual appetite.
I've grown up since then--had my fair share of guys, toys, a few ladies. Long-term relationship. Kids (having them, raising them, nothing else, not that kind of confession, folks). Life....

Don't Tell!
By Dawn Ramble
Many of my followers do not disclose their bios. Those who do cover the gender spectrum and a wide range of ages including some lusty seniors. And while I hope it provides fun for all, this story is dedicated to them. Of course, not all are lucky enough to remain as virile as Walter, but as long as your libido is active you are never too old to enjoy sex even if it just involves intimate touching. It just takes imagination and creativity....

I was in a dreamlike state and was unaware of what time it was but was cognizant enough to know that my morning wood had made it usually appearance. This morning was different for some reason as I worked to clear my mind's fog. My dream seemed more real than usual and I felt wet. Maybe I had reverted to having a wet dream like in my teenage years. But when the fog started to lift, I looked down and saw two sets of luscious lips on my stiff shaft, as Maria and Jane licked and kissed around my penis. I groane...

Prisoner Dilemma 9
by Lacey O'Shea
Chapter 9
I manage to pull myself away from the blissful fuckers the next day and take a ride to a shop on the other side of the city. It seems weird to go to the one close to my house. "Bert's Firearms" is a typical place, as far as I can tell, and it feels intimidating as soon as I walk in. This is not my world....

Author's note:
See part 1 for blurb. Also, if you haven't already read parts 1-4, I strongly recommend doing so before proceeding.
All sensuality (on page or otherwise) takes place between characters who are eighteen or older.

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Copyright © 2023 Jake Lazarus


All rights reserved....

Another day, another fight. This time, over some harmless text about my lingerie. You probably didn't mean anything by it, but I felt that flicker of doubt--that edge that said maybe you'd stopped seeing me the way you used to.
So tonight, I'm flipping the switch. I'm done trying to prove myself through words. Tonight, I'm going to show you what you've got. What I am....

Chapter Two
A/N
If you've read chapter one already, please re-read it. It has been completely rewritten, and the setup for the encounter has undergone significant changes. If you're interested in the story, having it continue, or want to say hi, feel free to drop me a note.
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My heart skipped a beat. I think it missed a few beats as all the blood in my entire body shot into my cock....

Broken In
Dave awkwardly maneuvered the flat-screen TV up the stairs to Leah's bedroom, the weight of it nothing compared to the nervous energy tightening in his chest. At twenty-four, he ran his own handyman service and had been working on and off at Leah's house for nearly a year.
She was forty-five, stunning, with an unmistakable air of dominance that most people found intimidating--off-putting, even....

THE RULE OF THREE
Please read the Standard Disclaimer on Alextasy's biography page
PART 1 - A VISIT FROM MY EX'S LITTLE SISTER
A distant sound roused me from slumber. The glowing red numbers on the clock came into focus. 12:22. Was that knocking only a vestige of a dream?
No, there it was again. Like someone tapping on my front door. Adrenaline brought me fully alert. Who the fuck would be coming to my house at this time on a Friday night? Or Saturday morning? Whatever......

They had been living without men, on the outside, for 6 years. They had some young boys with them. But no men.
Inside their spies told them of the collaring, the grooming regimens and public punishments and objectification at almost every turn.
Their community was strong; tree climbers and experts of camouflage, of reading the birds and the winds and weather. They hunted with bow darts dipped in a paralytic poison distilled from buckeye seeds, with bows and arrows, traps, and nets. By necessity it was...

Intro
Phoebe was rapt in the pages splayed on the table in front of her. It was a typical weeknight affair; the college junior had tucked herself away, deep inside the second floor of the campus library. She had been hunched over the same textbook for what felt like hours; Legal Ethics, Second Edition....

When Lucia went to her friend John's house that day, she only had one goal and that was to fuck him.
It had all started the day before, when she was riding her boyfriend Rob's cock on his kitchen floor.
She rolled her hips, ground her clit into the base of his dick, and bent forward, letting him suck on her tits....

The Preacher's Wife
Punishment By Strict Enema
Maggie Christine
Height 5'6" Weight: 152 Hair: Brown Eyes: Green
Bust: 38 Cup: B Waist: 35 Hips: 39
Date: June 27th, 2025 Place: Mason City, IA
Last: Feb, 2025 Session No: 14 Next: Oct 2025
Theme: Punishment Enema
I spend about 8 months out of the year traveling around in my RV. Not all at once, but a number of shorter trips, all out from my home in Deming, NM, where I have a small, private business designing and building small aircraft ...

As the black sedan brought Amy closer and closer to her tenth meeting with her Master, she focused on the gift he had left her in the back seat.
She was far too well-trained by now to even consider opening it before the thirty-minute timer on her phone went off, but she liked to imagine its contents. Perhaps he had chosen an outfit for her to wear; he often picked out lingerie for their sessions but the only instruction for clothing this year had been to wear a skirt....

'Ok, and what if I say that I want you to have sex with them?'
She stopped and looked up at him.
'What then, Lysette. Would you fuck and suck them both to please me? Would you allow them complete touching and fucking access to all your glorious holes if I said that is what I wanted?' Jack said....

Princess Samantha awakened as the sun was beginning to rise on a gorgeous summer day. Even though she was a princess, she couldn't help but be giddy with anticipation! After all, this was her day! The day she'd waited a long time to experience. Exactly 21 years, to be precise, because this was the morning of her birthday and she was now becoming the age of 21. It was a magical age because her mother was currently the Queen, and even though Samantha had been a princess all her life, it wasn't until she reach...

After 3 chapters of build up, this chapter will finally feature the first sex scene between Trevor and his step-sisters. I appreciate everyone's patience, and I welcome any critiques on how I can improve, as well as suggestions as to where the story could lead. I also appreciate any positive feedback, just to let me know that I am doing okay with my first story, as well as letting me know where I can improve for future stories....

Mom came in while I was sitting at my computer desk on my laptop, reviewing my latest batch of pictures for editing for my Art Appreciation class. At first, she stood there looking over my shoulder, just checking out my photos. That's when I heard her sigh deeply, just as she did before she asked a hard question, like so many times before....

Just like that, Mom yanked my hand off and moved back from our kiss. She was panting, her voice all jittery when she stammered, "Whew... whew... Ryan... no... we can't..."
"But why, Mom?" I asked, my tone pleading.
"Ryan, honey, you silly boy, I'm your mother! We are simply never going to be able to do something like this!" she answered with a ring of disbelief....

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....

My sister Meg and I, have lived with our maternal grandparents for as long as we can remember. Our parents relationship could best be described as tempestuous. When it was good, things were fine. When it was bad, it was disastrous. Things would be thrown, furniture damaged. The inevitable separation, didn't do anything to help us. Neither mum nor dad could agree on what was best for us. We were packed off to the countryside, to our grandparents. They have a smallholding. They grow their own food and have a ...

My eyes blink open as I wake just before daylight breaks. Groggy, I roll over and check the time. 5:45
I groan, "Whyyy am I awake?!" I think to myself.
Closing my eyes trying to go back to sleep, my phone vibrates, dashing my ability to return. The notification reads,
"Jess: Hey, I know we haven't talked in awhile and I'm sorry for texting you so early but I couldn't sleep all night and I want to talk. Can I call you later?"...