Dennis Chronicles - Backyard Burn


by DaisyBlue13

An unusually quiet summer afternoon in the backyard turns into something far hotter than the weather, as Dennis takes control -- until Daisy decides to return the favor.
It's a rare occasion that we're sitting in the backyard, relaxing together. It's not that we don't -- it's just a rare occurrence, since we're both so busy with our businesses. That being said, trust me, we always find time to be together -- and make it even better when w...

Author Note: This is a sexy parody of a popular UK television game show. It is written as a narrative for the show. I think you can still enjoy it without knowledge of the show that it is based on.
The show is separated into
1. Studio Part, where they explain and discuss the performance of specific tasks....

IN SEXUAL CUSTODY WITH MADELINE LEADBETTER
Before I start telling you this tale, Ladies and Gentlemen, please allow me the opportunity to ask you all a question? Yes, one that seems relevant. No doubt you're all familiar with the concept of a 'lie,' when one deliberately tells another an untruth, something that clearly isn't accurate or correct, but presenting it as if it is, usually in an effort to deceive that second person, or possibly persons. However, is it a 'lie' when the teller states something a...

"Hmm, Mademoiselle Mathis?"
Brown eyes suddenly wide, Sophie jolted upright in her rigid plastic chair. She flushed crimson, her classmates' titters pushing the warmth from her pale cheeks all the way to the tips of her ears. "Oui... Oui, Madame Draaken!" she stuttered nervously at the professor's retreating back....

It was 9 AM on a Saturday. Will was going through Steam, uninstalling the games he doesn't play. He was shocked at just how many gigs some of these new games were getting. That was when he got a message on his phone. And it took him a moment before he actually checked it. It was a message from a long-time friend who was staying at the place as well. Jenae and her girlfriend Zoe were very interesting housemates....

**❧ SCENE ONE -- "The Dinner"**
I chose the green blouse, not the tight one that screams vanity, but the one that breathes with me. Soft cotton caresses my skin, loose over the shoulders, sleeves rolled up as if by instinct, buttons undone just enough to slip from thought. It's a quiet rebellion, a whisper of who I am beneath the surface....

Carterhaugh called again but this time, Janet didn't resist.
She didn't dress like she was going to church. She didn't braid her hair. She left her shift loose and unlaced, her thighs bare, her body already warm with anticipation. The forest was quieter than before. As if it, too, was holding its breath. And this time, he was already there....

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially....

Over the years my dad has had some pretty hot women working in his barbershop and I have fantasized about all of them at one point. Most of them were much older than me so I guess you could say I was infatuated with older women.
When Laurie started working as an apprentice under my dad it was during my senior year of high school. I had already turned eighteen but Laurie was in her late twenties and I knew she would never be interested in someone my age....

Episode 2: Lessons in Obedience
Brandon couldn't stop thinking about her.
The scent of her skin. The weight of her cock on his tongue. The way she filled him--first his mouth, then his hole--and the final whisper at the door that wrecked his sleep for days:
"You'll be begging for my leash."
And now, five days later, he was knocking on her door again, bottle of bourbon in one hand, heart pounding like he was about to audition for something he wasn't sure he deserved....

"She's fucking beautiful, ain't she, Bucko?"
Ranch hand Ryan Lavery snickered as he heard his boss praise his prize asset, the wonderful, and indeed stunningly beautiful Arabian pride and joy, and if he had to be honest, the animal that he loved most in this world.
Sasha... a beautiful name, for a beautiful horse....

"Right, almost forgot, where's my manners? I'm Gavin Connolly. Pool maintenance extraordinaire... totally at your service. Nice to meet you!"
No...
Fuck no...
This... totally wasn't happening...
Michael squinted, before walking closer towards the sexy, handsome stud of a pool cleaner that had so suddenly and abruptly entered his life... no... it couldn't be! Life wouldn't be this cruel, would it?...

"Come on you fucking bunch of wankers! Get a move on! Urgh, I'm gonna be late! Fuck!"
I slammed my phone back onto the passenger seat after checking the time for what seemed like dejavu, before taking a few moments of thinking very clearly, calmly and taking a few deep breaths.
Okay... there was literally nothing now, that I could do about missing the most important damn meeting of the year at my advertising agency. Unless I could magically transport myself all the way to damn Cape Town suburbia I was...

The sun was barely up when Jackson let himself into my flat. He had a key, not that we ever talked about how that happened. I was still groggy from the night before and sore in the way that makes you smirk alone in bed. He dropped his gym bag by the door and kicked off his shoes like he owned the place....

I was already kneeling when she pulled back the shower curtain, my cage tight against my svelte shaved body, my nails painted pink to match my cage.
Steam curled around my wife Sasha like a veil, dewy droplets sliding down her thighs, catching in the curves of her hips before tumbling past her knees. She stood above me, casual, wet, perfect. One hand on her hip. The other reaching for a towel she had no intention of using....

Part 3! I hope to make this one hotter while also trying to clean up my writing. I'm hoping this gets more depraved as we go along! Also, this one will focus more heavily on Mailgirl Number Twelve's perspective, unlike the earlier two, which bounced between Six and Jillian/Twelve a bit more. Although right now their perspectives are intertwined, so we'll still be following Six!...

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Two young and accomplished people meet at an academic conference and wind up spending a magical week in Paris that will transform their lives forever. This is the beginning of a series that includes exhibitionism and voyeurism, group sex, and hopefully a good dose of erotic magical realism....

I pouted as I stood in front of my dormmates, Charlie, Eric and Dylan as they sat on the sofa in our university dorm.
"This is ridiculous." I mumble, fiddling with the hem of the inappropriately short pleated skirt I was being made to wear.
"I don't hear you say no to this though." Eric teased, a shit eating grin on his face as he looked me up and down....

I had cycled to my local Indian superstore to buy some Pantyhose/tights for myself.
This always had me feeling nervous excitement and left me a bit jittery and clumsy.
I was wearing a pair of shiny sheer pantyhose under my trousers, and the constant sliding of material against material was extremely stimulating and erotic. Luckily my long top covered my constant erections....

Mark slowly stirred awake to the sound of clothes being flung around the room in a frenzy. He was about to roll over and go back to sleep until a pair of jean shorts landed on his chest, just barely missing his face. As he propped himself up on his elbows and rubbed the sleep from his face, he surveyed the scene....

BAGHDA MANSION KITCHEN
Each of the movers from earlier in the day had been assigned a workstation to "help" with dinner preparations. Groaning could be heard as if it was the chorus of a song playing on repeat throughout the room. Alejandro, the latino faggot with face tattoos, had his mouth and ass torn apart by his whole crew earlier in the day. Now he had been assigned dish duty alongside two small goblins. Well, they were small in stature, not dick size....

CONTENT WARNING:
This story contains themes of depression, suicidal ideation, and emotional distress. These moments are central to the characters' emotional journey. Readers should exercise discretion. If you need support, please consider reaching out to a mental health professional or someone you trust....

????️ TITLE: “I Sucked Her Taint”
She said no one ever did that to her before.
She said it like it was a joke. Like it was *dirty* even for her.
And then she spread her legs wider.
Not because she meant to.
But because her *pussy twitched.*
Like her body wanted me down there even if her mind hadn’t caught up....

Its the time of the day where we have the time to connect and endulge in each others world.
Please feel free to share some feedback as im working with various sounds to enhance the pleasure


Fits Like A Glove Claudia by HotAlphaKing













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This story contains male submission, female domination, female submission, exhibitionist, erotic, and BDSM themes. If you don't like these themes, please skip this story. If you're looking for a lot of detail about sexual acts, this is not the story you're looking for.
This story is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or incidents is purely coincidental....

Chapter 15 - The Dragon's Debrief
It was late, and Stafford Regional had all been shut down for the night. However, there was still one last light on, deep in the bowels of the athletic department. In the gymnasium, through the new locker room, and past the old ones was Coach Veiss's office. He often worked late, reviewing game plans, watching films, and screwing his team manager. Friday's game was against the Wildcats, and though they had a decent team, Coach wasn't worried. His victory might as well be...

Mark looked around warily as he shuffled from room to room in the stark white space. His friend had had to leave and he'd considered leaving too, but there were canapes and prosecco for free, so he'd stayed.
He wandered looking at the art, some of it pretentious, some of it beautiful, all of it wildly unaffordable. He felt very out of place among the sleek, well-dressed snobs around him. These people were in their element while he kept picking at his polo shirt, hoping it was lying well against his thin ...

Foreward
The last act of the trilogy.
Warning: I am attempting a reconciliation... of sorts. Not a RAAC.
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Previously on Daughter: Purgatorio
Giulia faced the slow burn of accountability head on. She began rebuilding trust with her children, navigating therapy, and learning to live with consequences. Her relationship with Tony thawed, not through grand gestures but quiet moments of honesty....

Work is a pain and it's only made even more painful by the presence of a disorganized workplace. One which is made up of people without any sense of teamwork ability. The type of people you wouldn't want to spend even a single second socializing with, but still forced to spend most of your day with. Such is the pain of many working people in this world....

Liz sat typing away at her office computer, going through the regular monotony of work. Back in the office and wearing a business suit with a Halloween-themed tie (it was nowhere close to October), she was back in the office and trying to keep focus. Most days that was no problem, but maintaining her concentration was proving rather difficult that day. It wasn't because of the work itself, nor even that she was just feeling tired, the problem was that she was distracted....