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His presence hung on Catherine like a shadow despite the sterile rows of workers and drones buzzing in their cubed nests honeycombed between them. If she closed her eyes, it was just the two of them. His hands were securely on her shoulders as he whispered in her ear. Deadlines, conference calls, and water cooler chatter pollinated the air but couldn't pierce their bubble. Tingles bubbled on her skin as the memory of his touch forever lingered under her clothes and the richness of his tone recounted all the...
read in fullThe gold of the Golden State was not found when Sutter stumbled upon it, then couldn't keep his mouth shut about it. The gold is not its golden beaches, golden majestic scenery, or vastly diverse landscapes. No, California's real gold lies within the gold of being chosen for that important performing gig. Whether its the secondary friend on the latest stream-able sitcom that nobody watches, or being the next fresh face of some moisturizing cream appearing on Sunset Strip billboards, California is the mecca ...
read in fullYELLOW PANTIES
"They're yellow." I commented to Dana. She was the wife of my best friend Cyrus.
She had been teasing me, letting me get some nice upskirt views of her sexy thighs and a peek at her pale-yellow panties.
Dana is a fox, a real beauty. She and Cy have been married for a few years and are good friends with me and my wife Carla....
When I graduated from college with a humanities degree, I didn't know what to do or what career path to start down so as a stopgap I went back to my 'college job' delivering pizza for a national franchise/chain we'll call Dominic's here. One of the managers was a guy my age named Paul Murphy (names changed for this story) and his baby mama was a woman named Sonja, who I still think about today. I should say this was 1986 in the South....
read in fullEmilia was dismissing her assistant at the entrance to the desert laboratory as she straightened her thick, black business-nerd glasses over the contrasting bright-blue of her eyes. She wouldn't require his help inside; everything she'd need would be waiting in its proper place for her, easily accessible in an organization system she couldn't help but be proud of. Emilia Hope was a serious woman. She had been a biologist at the facility for over three years now, and was sure she would soon get the promotion...
read in fullHello everyone!
This is yet another story suggestion I got from a patron.
The following story took longer for me to finish due to my erratic writing schedule, so I ended postponing most of my other projects. But I wanted to get one thing done before I moved to the next writing endeavor. Anyway, it still counts as another finished short story...
Another installment... please feel free to comment and even message... love reading and responding.
The early morning light shone softly through Vanessa's large bedroom window, casting golden shaded crosses from the window's frame. Milo and Vanessa laid together, a tangled mess of sheets and limbs, sprawled out and intertwined together. Vanessa laying on her side, her top leg draped over Milo's muscular lower stomach-- the dampness of her womanhood on his hip--her head between his shoulder and chest, as ...
After my last interaction with Shannon and Danielle things around the condo got pretty quiet. It looked like Danielle was dating someone so played it pretty cool with me when she saw me although there was a little smirk on her face as she passed by me.
Shannon was also pretty busy and either totally ignored me or interacted with a business manner. I was perplexed by this and started to wonder if I had done something wrong. I could have taken these changes in behavior from both of them as a reason to be r...
The Hitchhiker - Part 1
By Nutmegman
I was heading towards the Mass Pike to head to Cape Cod. I had camping reservations for a month. If I lasted that long alone. Driving up route 291 east I saw a young woman hitchhiking. She had a big hiking pack and was alone. From my quick view, she looked clean cut....
Ch 5 - "Cock Hunting Fridays" -- The Three-way
Ida gets spit roasted
We all climbed the stairs to the apartment and entered. I told Robert and Jamal to make themselves comfortable in the living room and asked Jamal to be in charge of the music. Playing the host I asked what were they drinking and added, "I have beer and tequila." They both requested a beer and I asked Ida to help me in the kitchen....
Molly
July 1st, 2028.
Molly loved being a futa. Two years ago, she was depressed, dorky, unattractive, and unliked. Now, her life was everything she ever hoped for. At twenty-five, she was the sexiest person she knew. Sure, her pendulous F cup tits, bombshell figure, and nine-inch-long, three-inch-wide cock were all average, but that didn't matter. For starters, her gorgeous face made everyone she met infatuated with her, right away. More importantly, she had the thickest and tastiest cum, probably in...
Alex has a nipple fetish, I swear. He's lying on top of me licking one and gently brushing the other with his fingertips. When he's teased one nipple to a point Alex lifts his head to blow cool air over it. Then he switches. I don't stop him because even though it's kind of strange, it feels really good....
read in fullThe Prisoner Dilemma 2
by Lacey O'Shea
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Chapter 2
I can't believe this is happening. It started out like any other day, then, with one ring of the doorbell, my entire world has been turned upside down. I was about to get laid, and now I'm standing alone in my living room while my wife is in the bedroom with her ex-husband, doing who knows what. Or maybe nothing is happening at all. Did she figure out some clever way to distract him from his intention to bed her?...
She DMed Me With A Heart Emoji
It was a Thursday night. Match was on. Laptop open. Fan creaking. 4rabet screen glowing. I had just placed a small bet β test run before the weekend. βΉ800 on India over 175. Odds were decent. Felt right. That's when I saw it. Instagram. Notification. "sandhyaxx__ sent you a message."...
Just then, suddenly the front door opened and in walked Denise, Aaron's daughter. She gasped as she caught a glimpse of both of us naked. Denise licked her lips and started to take off her clothes. "Can I join the fun," she asked, as her lovely titties came into view, and kicking off her shorts, to baring her pussy to us....
read in fullAuthor 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....
Chapter 1
The Fence Between Us
I didn't know heartbreak could hit this hard.
I was leaning against the fence in my backyard, phone pressed to my ear like it was the last piece of her I had left. "Come on, Jess... don't do this. We can fix it. Please." My voice cracked, and I hated how desperate I sounded. But I couldn't help it....
My stables are now packed, five new ladies and one new gentleman. Business is booming. I have no time to ride, which pisses me off. I feel like I'm in management. I hired a guy to help out. He's very different than the last stablehand.
Zeb is a rescue. Age nineteen. QAF. Kicked out. Strong and silent. Might be fragile in other ways. I get the sense he might've been abused. Stays up at the bunkhouse....
Cindy was shocked when when she woke next to Jimmy in a big soft bed. At first she thought she was dreaming. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep in her bed in the trailer. Yet here she was laying in a great big bed next to the only man that had never abused her. She didn't dare move. She was afraid to wake him and end this peace she felt wash over her. Memories of their time together with Patricia came flooding back. The happy times and the sad. She remembered how Jimmy would hold her when she'...
read in fullIt has been a day since the last interesting adventure. Lex was still walking funny, calling Will a pain in the ass to everyone's confusion. The Tomboy was too embarrassed to tell anyone what happened. Firstly, she lost a fighting game to Will. Secondly, he took her anal virginity because of her loss. It was not something she was willing to share. So Lex just walked around with a slight limp. Grumbling to herself and giving Will the stink eye. He couldn't help but enjoy the very entertaining situation....
read in fullI work at a finance firm. When I'm not writing stories or hitting the gym, my brain's buried in numbers. Honestly, those are the three things that make up most of my life right now: gym, writing, and spreadsheets. Yeah, I know. Weird mix. But it is what it is.
Work's been chill lately, though. And some of these guys I work with? Let's just say they're the reason this story exists....
Zane had to hold back a laugh as he walked into Claire's office the next day. Bingo. Bullseye. It looked like he had scored a direct hit.
To the untrained eye, it might look like the lovely, confident woman behind the desk had the same dismissive expression of hate and disgust she had always worn when looking at Zane. But he knew better. There was an obsessive edge in her eyes now. Claire still hated him, but after he had questioned her choice in men, she also felt like she had something to prove. An axe...
Driving back home, he cashed the check but kept the money thinking about what he was going to spend it on. It was a lot of cash, but there was the thought about how his luck was still there for the day. He thought about lottery tickets and then about how he did today, wondering if his luck was all used up....
read in fullI'm Garry Hollister, I work for a old friend of my fathers. He gave me a job when I returned from college to help my dad in his business. One day I was cleaning the far end of the antique store when I heard a crash, I ran forward and found Henry dying. He pointed to his desk and told me to open a letter he had sitting on top. I called an ambulance first, then put the envelope in my pocket. Henry passed away and I opened the envelope, inside was a legal form turning everything Henry owned to me. There was a ...
read in fullAuthor's Note: The Sensory Duel - Mallorca can be read on its own, but the story carries more than just a few echoes of The Sensory Duel--the night that first awakened something between Olivia and Jake.
Reading that earlier encounter may enrich the experience--but either way, you're exactly where you belong....
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My stories are generally created after I find an interesting image or group of images elsewhere and basically a story just pops into my head based upon that image or group of images. I wish I could include the images with my story, but as they are not mine it is against the rules even though the image creators gave me permission to use the image as long as they get credit for it. Again, the rules as I understand them say otherwise. But I think my stories can also stan...
Karen: 'A middleclass girl or woman who is self-centred, overly entitled and excessively demanding and uses their class privilege to demand their own way.'
Chapter Two -- Cinderella
Alex knew that her ruse was up. The Karens, their boyfriends, Mitch Bellingham, and who knows who else had seen her at the country club and had witnessed her transformation from Plain Jane to chic nymphet. When she arrived at school she saw The Karens staring at her when she removed the stylish fur-lined coat she wore to k...
The Devil's Threeway III: BBC
Lying next to each other in his tiny bed, I could still feel Gabe's cum inside my asshole, a constant reminder of his plans for my body. Though sore all over from all the pounding over the past few days, my pussy could have been convinced to go one more time.
"I'm pretty sure I'll be horny again before next weekend," I said....
The hallway stank of stale beer and cheap vape. Rehearsal had been a nightmare. Friday morning class would come soon enough. Climbing the three stories to my apartment, every nerve ending screamed for the sweet silence of my mattress.
To my chagrin, the hallway was a war zone. The thudding pulse of laughter and remixed Dua Lipa roared from the apartment across from mine. What's worse were the shadows loitering in the doorway. The last thing I needed right now was to get stuck in a conversation with a dru...
One of the fringe benefits of living at the Home was the food. Mom employed a lovely woman, Lila, who had skin the color of lightly creamed coffee and a face that retained a hint of her African ancestors. Mom always referred to her as a "mulatto," but later, when I learned that "mulatto" was an old term for a half black-half white person I thought that the antique term "quadroon" or maybe "octroon," terms that indicated one-quarter and one-eighth negro respectively back when such things mattered, would have...
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