This is the 3rd work in a series. It is best enjoyed after reading the first two
All characters are fictional and over the age of 18.
This story stars a trans man. There are some "feminine" words used to describe the trans male's genitals, if that's not your thing move on.
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Dr. Sweeny got me on the surgery schedule surprisingly fast. I saw her a few times for post operative appointments and she was strictly professional. I was disappointed but understood that I was healing and she would not be...

The following series of encounters are 100% non-fiction, best of my ability accounts of my real-life encounters with horny men. Names, locations, and revealing details were altered to protect identities.
PREFACE:
Hi. My name is Rye. I am a cute, 5'9", blonde, big booty, white boy... with a hunger. I have a fairly symmetrical face, big wide eyes, and a fit figure. Also, I have been told I have a nice smile with fairly straight teeth....

Master Wanted
Everyone 18+
Friday afternoon and the Markets had closed. Definitely a 'win some, lose some' week, but I was still up so I could relax. Oscar knew the signs and was at my side wanting a walk. I had to agree, I needed the stretch.
That's when my phone pinged. Checking, I saw it was a site I'd visited once months ago looking for someone to date. I was about to delete but opened it out of curiosity....

Was she just a Friend With Benefits?
Again, I'd like to thank kenjisato for the great editing and my dining friends for their input. If you find any mistakes, it's probably something I did after editing.
Active sexual activity only involves characters over the age of eighteen. Any similarities to persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental. Names have been changed to protect the innocent....

I like the feeling when taking Mel's cock in my mouth while it is still limp and allowing it to slowly harden inside. The feeling of the growing penis is unexplainable! To feel it getting stiff with its pulsations and at the same time slowly filling my whole mouth. And I have nothing special to do except for teasing it with my tongue and maybe giving it a few sucks from time to time. This is an instant turn-on for me....

Wrote this in a world were infection/diseases are of no concern. All characters are over the age of eighteen.
Shy Girl's Secret
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Archie stepped off the bus into the cool evening air and checked his phone for directions. Once he'd semi memorised his route he used the selfie camera to check that he didn't look like shit, fiddled with his hair a little then went straight back to the map app because of course he'd already forgotten the way. Lighting up a cigarette and taking a puff he fantasised about...

1 The Perfect Couple
Stevie was twenty-five and very rich from his inheritance. His parents, who had their own business, had both been tragically killed when their motorcycle collided with a truck on the holiday island of Corfu a couple of years previously.
He had inherited a very successful business, which was now going from strength to strength, and a significant estate in the local countryside. He had sold the estate to pay the death duty taxes and used the residual capital to buy a Lamborghini and...

I am seated at the far end of the bar when I see you enter, your reflection moving quickly in the mirror above the bar.
You spot me, glancing quickly my way before sitting at the other corner.
You look stunning.
Your long hair is held back with black clips.
Your face is made up.
You have on a white button down shirt, which is tucked into a short, black skirt with buttons down the side. Simple black flats on your feet, buckled across the top....

I know you want attention, baby girl. Jacob thought to himself, as Sherry clung on his arm as he was working from home. Just give me 10 damn minutes to get to a good stopping point.
Sherry kept bumping his arm, making him mess up his typing, and making Jacob's progress extremely slow. She's Wrapping her arm around his, trying to hold his hand, feeling between his legs. This went on for a while before enough was enough....

The continuing story of Petal and her Master. The first bunch of chapters are under the Nonconsent/Reluctance category.
All fiction, of course.
For my patron, Bach
Enjoy!
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"Wake up, petal. We need to talk."
My eyes flew open. I was curled up in his bed, his arm around my stomach. I rolled over and looked at him. He wasn't smiling, but he didn't look upset either....

Chapter 34
Dripping Wet
He was called the new Eminem; his angry, rough voice captivated millions. His lyrics were explicit and misogynistic, capturing the spirit of the times perfectly. His latest song, 'Dripping Wet,' was perfect for pole dancing practice. Naked girls writhed on five poles in our large gym to the sounds of this rap....

Full Tags: [Male Voice] [M4F] [Established Relationship] [Possessive] [Listener Orgasm] [remote toy] [semi-public] [teasing] [payback] [edging] [forced orgasm] [hard for you] [punishment]


You've Been A Very Naughty Girl


Teasing me all day with a naughty photo shoot. Failing to bring the toy I asked for and then getting caught in a lie?!? Ohhh, my dear, sweet Kitten. This is going to be a long night for you. But first let's enJOI our dinner and have some dessert too, my sweet. Can you m...

Lay back, and listen. Get naked. Put your earbuds in and follow my instructions.
When I ask you a question, respond out loud with "Yes Daddy". When i give you an instruction, you respond out loud with "Thankyou Daddy" while you carry out the instruction.
Good girl.
Fuck yourself for me.

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INT. CLOSET-NIGHT
MC(20s) stands alone in the dark and cramped closet, stark naked.
MC: I know it's her birthday, but of all the things she could've asked for it just had something so ... man I don't even know what to call this.
The sound of clicking can be heard.
MC: Here we go.
INT. APARTMENT LIVING ROOM-CONTINUOUS...

????️ TITLE: “She Cried When I Pulled Out”
She was fine when I was inside her.
Moaning.
Gripping.
Shaking.
But when I pulled out?
She broke.
I don’t mean she whimpered.
I don’t mean she pouted.
She *cried.*
Like something was taken from her.
Like my cock wasn’t just pleasure—...

I woke to the gray breath of dawn curling at the edges of the pickup bed, the blanket damp with dew, my neck stiff from all the tossing and turning. The air had that end-of-summer bite, the kind that settles in your bones.
I hadn't really slept. Just drifted in and out, mind pacing the same stretch of memory. Like a broken record, playing voices, smells and afterimages of the night that passed, all over again....

"Morning!"
Patrick was already at the dock when I approached the shore, rods in one hand, box of baits in the other.
"Morning!" He answered cheerfully, looking surprisingly fresh, considering all the drinking the night before. "Have you seen Jack?"
"No, why?" I frowned, placing the equipment on the ground....

I've officially been 27 for 25 hours. I'm old enough to get botox, but I'm not old enough to have "adult" money to actually get botox. I resign myself to buying the nicest sunscreen to stay looking this good. I've lived the last week as a free man, waking up whenever and hopping on the city's limousine to catch a ride. North Hollywood station is my usual stop. Days are spent fantasizing and nights are for living out the fantasy. I have a 100ft ethernet cable running from downstairs to upstairs. Every place ...

summary:
Helga and her husband Andrew are slowly unraveled by Mistress Casandra--a powerful, merciless woman who uses spit, strap-ons, and public humiliation to strip them of shame and reshape them into obedient playthings. A story of submission, erotic ruin, and the seductive cruelty of control.
The Sunday light filtered soft through the living room curtains, gold-tinged and slow like syrup over pancakes. Andrew stood by the hallway mirror adjusting the collar of his navy pullover, his reflection cat...

SOMETIMES YOU JUST GET LUCKY
You know sometimes it is just a look. That's what I was thinking when I eyed the tall red head at the bar. It wasn't that she was beautiful, because she really wasn't. She was nice looking, sure. But she looked, well she looked powerful, she looked confident, she looked in charge. It was her eyes that drew me in, of course the curves on the way up to those eyes didn't steer me away. Yes it was the eyes. They way she surveyed the room as I watched her. The way they looked when...

A ritual and musical divertissement


by


Vitavie

This text is a mood piece. It does not have a plot as such, or just a simple one. There is public exhibition, whipping and caning, there are great projections of a woman's three orifices. There is audience participation - the full complement and a trio of soloists. And there is music....

Author's Note:
Just a short story about an older woman's seduction of a college guy. Wondering if my audience has a passion for this type of story.
Votes and comments let me know what topics / stories to write in the future.
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Marie loved this part. Her first time alone with a young man. Her control coming from her erotic teasing and flirtation. His body flushed with desire for her matronly figure. Wavy brown hair that kissed the top of her shoulders. Full, firm natural breasts. Womanly hips ...

Melissa 1 A Beginning
I had seen Melissa around for some time. She was hard to miss, mid to late 20's, 5' 8," with long naturally blonde hair, big blue eyes, full lips, and a figure that was noticeable even when she wore her usual baggy sweats. She had shown up a few months earlier at one of our monthly munchs and from a casual conversation I had gathered that she was looking for a relationship with someone who didn't fall down worshipping at her feet, willing to do anything just to be with her. She had ...

I'd done it. I fought it, I stuck it out for four years and now I was done. The sheepskin with my name on it was all mine! I packed up and got the hell out of that place. Like so many new grads, I had no place to live and not a lot of money to find one, so back home with Mom and Dad it was.
The first few weeks home had been kind of hectic. Dad got me a job at one of the vendors that supplied his company. My work schedule was kind of screwed up and left me with a lot of free time to waste. Mom, being the ...

Billy headed to biology class enjoying the flavor of Paul in his mouth. He was a little bit nervous about seeing Joey after this morning but wasn't scared really. He focused on thinking about his new friend Paul and what meeting him tomorrow morning what that would look like. He thought about how Coach made him feel like a little girl and even spoke to him like that. As he entered class he sat down in his normal seat and watched as his classmates entered. Kevin nodded at Billy when he entered and went to si...

This is my first story written on this site.
The main character is a bisexual male. I do not care if that offends you.
What you may care for, is that there is a plot to this story, which will eventually include things like violence and moments of introspection, but in that dramatic way superheroes tend to do things. I hope you enjoy....

I woke the next morning in a foggy haze as if the dreams and nightmares from the night before were real, and I was unsure if I was still dreaming or not. Even at 18 years old, I woke afraid some nights still that monsters were in my closet. It wasn't until I went to sit up from bed that I felt the soreness in vagina and the tongued the bruising on the roof of my mouth and reality set in....

I was running late. I finished the assignment, just needed to print it. I grabbed my jump drive, rushed to Mom's room, her door was open but I didn't see her.
I shouted, "Hey Mom can I use your printer?"
My sister said, "She just left."
I moved to the desk, inserted the drive and tapped the keyboard. A document was on the screen. I hit file explorer and highlighted my document, hit print. As it was printing, I looked at the screen, I read the words... the first penis I ever saw was my brother's... ...

This is all fiction. I hope you enjoy.
You are young, growing up dumb and happy and all of sudden your dad leaves and never comes back. Since I was only two years old, it didn't bother me so much.
Time flies and you notice your mom still pays you a lot of attention and she wears nothing but pants and a shirt all through your remembering years....

The door cracked open, and I heard the footsteps recede. She wanted me to open the door and come in. I didn't wait.
As soon as the door closed my sister came bounding around the corner. She'd been keeping out of sight. There was no question why -- she was dressed for sex. The footsteps I'd heard were six-inch heels. She was actually a little taller than me! Her legs were wrapped in fishnet stockings. There were no panties, but lace teased at the tummy and breasts I so wanted to see. Good thing the lace s...