This is the fifth part of a series about four friends (two couples) who have developed a very sexual relationship over the last few weeks. The characters make much more sense if you have read the earlier parts.

This is the longest part, and contains the least sex, with an extended middle part with very little action, but was necessary in the overall lives of the four. I apologize for the length, but it seemed impossible to break in the middle. I promise chapter 6 will be shorter and less talking....

"I think I just proved my point about 'seeing' in the dark." I said, as I placed my hand around Portia's waist and escorted her along the rocky trail. "This was the best way I could think of, to show you how it works. Let's just enjoy the rest of the tour, okay?"
"Deal." Portia replied, grinning at me. "Jack, you never cease to amaze me."...

Undercover
An Anita Reaming Erotic Mystery
By Magda McKune
Chapter 1
I pulled on a light blue crotch length silk robe over my naked body and headed to the kitchen to brew a pot of coffee.
I glanced out the window over the kitchen sink and noticed a big red Cadillac in our driveway. The driver's side door opened and a woman with wavy black hair wearing a fox fur coat climbed out. "Laymee?" I called. "Are we expecting company?"...

Stella set up the interview for the next day. Nabeela was giddy all day; she hugged Stella and Eddie all day. They couldn't believe the change in her, but they understood why she was so happy. Some sort of normality is coming back to her life. That evening, she ironed her abaya, ready for her interview. She bought down her abaya, hung it by the door, and went up to help Eddie. She helped Eddie to the bathroom, and without Eddie having to ask, she stood him at the toilet. Taking hold of his cock even though ...

Marie's Circle
Author's note: This story continues on, from the tale begun in "Never judge a book by its cover". The circle expand their, sexual journey and number of protagonists. From here onwards, events are seen from Marie's perspective.
I was totally busted by John. He is clearly a very clever young man. It hadn't taken him long to work out, that I had been plotting something. Although, he wasn't sure what. My plan, was to gather a like minded group of friends, to have a bit of fun. No strings at...

Coming to Port Dickson with him was probably a mistake. Or maybe not a mistake in the grand scheme of things, but definitely a massive miscalculation in terms of my comfort zone. I'd envisioned a breezy weekend getaway, maybe some nice seafood dinners and quiet strolls on the beach with Ben. What I got was a crash course in... well, something I hadn't even fully imagined existed outside of those, ahem, websites my friends sometimes giggled about....

On our last night of the cruise there was a party in one of the nightclubs on board. We decided to check it out.
When we got there the place was incredible. Music was pumping and a fantastic light show added to the party. Dance floor was overflowing and the bar was two people deep.
Terri and I danced together. Had a couple of drinks and were having a great time....

Hey guys it's me again and this happened two years ago when I was in college. So I had this white friend not too long ago. We were close since high school and went to colleges only one hour apart from each other. So we didn't see each other as much as we used to so we texted a lot. I was seeing this guy at the time, nothing serious, and my guy best friend had been talking about dating again. I enjoyed helping him out with his outfits and hair....

Chapter 5 - The Golden Warrior and Tique
When I woke up, I was being held up in someone's arms. They were strong, whoever it was, but the face I saw was Faustyna's. She was oiled up and bronzed with traps the size of my feet. She smiled when she noticed I was awake, white light glowing from inside her mouth, eyes, and nostrils....

Hello everyone! I'm sorry this story took so long to write, but graduate school takes a lot of my attention these days! Anyway, this story was inspired by real life circumstances as I had two boys come up to my door one morning and offer to do my yard work. Enjoy this story and hopefully I won't take so long to write the next part...

The neon signs cast odd light on the wet streets of Neo Tokyo. Aria Jensen walked fast through the tight paths, her steps made splashes in rain pools. Fog mixed with bad smells hung in the air, but she did not mind them. Life in this dark city had made her tough.
Her task that night was clear but not safe: find facts about what the mean Syndicate gang was doing. Talk was heard about big goods coming to the dock, stuff worth much to other gangs in town. If true, such news could be sold for good pay....

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended....

Maggie was sent to see a World Government therapist twice a week now, and Brad told her that if she ever took Virtue again that he would leave her. One morning Maggie was staring into her bathroom mirror again when she heard that voice in her head. The voice of Kelly.
How're you doing, dear?
"You!" said Maggie, looking into the mirror. "You're ruining my life!"...

Before you read the poem and story do me a favor: close your eyes, take a deep breath and feel the weight of the air around you. Let the outside world fall away. Read the poem aloud, and do it slowly. You are not simply reading a poem; you are stepping into the world of the poem. You are becoming the characters, the archetypes; you are becoming the Sun, The Moon, the ritual. In this world you are both witnessing and a participant. Think of it as experiment or an adventure....

Comments are appreciated.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters involved in sexual activity are at least 18 years old. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental. Of course, if your name is Kyle, please feel free to pretend this is about you.
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I'm guessing most men learn how good it feels to touch themselves at a young age. Initially not understanding why it feels good, but knowing that it's something different and very personal they can enjoy time after time. Gradually learning the various ways to stimulate themselves, until they get to the point when they unexpectedly have an incredibly satisfying eruption. Maybe a bit frightening to first experience, but soon learning it's an even more arousing sensation to feel AND watch....

Quick Recap: Chris and Gary are currently sharing intimate pleasure with eachother. Gary is currently fingering Chris' ass while sucking his cock. While Chris is realising that he's enjoying being sexual with a guy probably more than with a woman.
Chris' body was flowing with pure pleasure as Gary was pleasuring his ass and cock at the same time. Chris almost wanted to scream out in pleasure but was trying to keep calm, He'd never felt anything this good before. Gary stopped sucking just to lick Chris' t...

My wife has two best friends from high school, Amber and Jaime. Jaime went through a divorce last year, reconnected with a high school boyfriend, and married him a few months ago. They waited a few months to have their reception, and it finally happened last night. My wife was nice enough to go over to Jaime's dad's house to help set up the reception, and then she stayed late to help tear everything down. I left around nine PM to get the kids home and in bed....

50 Back home and a surprise
Monday morning I went to the office HQ to attend the Workshop I had been ordered to attend. My head was clearly somewhere else, I was missing Caren like mad. The day went by, I even agreed to go for a drink with some colleagues and Petra, my office manager.
While chatting along, I got a call from my Mum. She was in bist, telling me my Dad had had a heart attack at lunchtime. He was taken to hospital. I was shocked. I did not have the closest of all relationships with my par...

I celebrated as I clocked off work for the day at 4pm. For everyone else it seemed to be just another day of work done and dusted but for me, I had some special extra curricular activities planned. With a spring in my step, I hopped into my car and began my two hour drive south. My pre-packed bag sat in the passenger seat next to me, filled with various tiny items of clothing and sex toys, its presence teasing me all day while I slaved away inside the store at work....

All characters engaging in sexual activities of any kind are 18 years of age or older.
Any spelling or grammar mistakes are of my own doing.
STORY BEGINS HERE.
As soon as I had heard that James' parents had passed away, I just knew that something was going to happen. His parents were good people and were in fairly good health for their age, which was the same as mine. A car accident had taken them too soon from our community. It's too bad that their son wasn't like them. Especially, after he went o...

Shake it off, Amy.
You trained with her for one hour.
Think about the big picture, Amy.
The gym felt lonely and sounded hollow without Hannah chatting to me, so I plugged into my favorite playlist and spun hard. Kayleigh's warm-up routine fared no better because, for no reason other than my competitive nature, I'd blasted ahead of the peloton and had nobody to talk to....

Foreword:
A heartfelt thank you to everyone for your reviews and kind messages. Your support and feedback mean so much to me!
This is the six chapter of my series, Dorian the Everlasting. If you're new to the story, I highly recommend starting from Chapter 1 for the best experience.
I hope you enjoy this installment--happy reading!...

Michelle was speeding down the backroads on a warm Wednesday afternoon, she had just left the gym and her yoga pants were still damp from the afternoon's session with her yoga group. Her ample chest bounced around, barely constrained by her sports bra and thin, quarter zip blue sweatshirt. She was running late for this event and she hated being late....

No Sex...
There was a light on in the kitchen as I made my way inside my house. I watched my lover Brad pull away as I opened the door. I expected my husband to be asleep, but I could see Jack's shape in the kitchen. This all felt so wrong. I regretted letting my lover fill my pussy with his come right before dropping me off. Just another 'fuck you' from him to Jack. I didn't think Jack knew about Brad. I was an idiot....

I woke up the following morning. Daniel slept next to me. I awoke with sore and stiff muscles from the tiring day with Geoffrey. The guilt had been washed away after Daniel's affair with Rachel was exposed. It is as if the veil of blackness was gone from my heart and only an ethereal feeling of freedom lingers. I knew that I could not blame him then. I had to think, plan what I was going to do. The walls of our marriage had collapsed, and I had to decide if I wanted to rebuild them or begin on a new foundat...

Copyright ⓒ February 2025 By Vyasya, ALL Rights Reserved
This is a story about an email friend of mine. After he retired, he started thinking about his life and searched the internet to learn more about his peculiar fetishes. It was quite comforting to find that his fetishes were not as uncommon as he thought, as the plethora of cuckolding stories revealed. Some of my stories struck a chord, and hence he reached out to share his experiences....

The Agreement
Authors Note: Most of my works have been first drafts, hence their less than stellar qualities. Most have been based on real life, a couple on adaptations.
Now, I am setting out to write an actual story in full.
Don't know how it will turn out, as I only have the premise, but here goes....

Was I dreaming? It sounded like my mom was moaning down the hall. At first, I thought she was crying, or maybe just whimpering. But then, I noticed it was in time with bed squeaks.
Was she having sex? It sounded like a little more than that.
She was getting fucked - hard. Why was I dreaming about that, of all things? And if I wasn't dreaming, why was I actually hearing it?...

Hi all, apologies for taking so long. I write in the evenings after work but I'm under pressure on three new launches so I often get home brain dead wanting little more than food and bed. A well respected LW author told me that it's better to take time to get it right than to submit something that has been rushed. He also gave me some sage advice on some of the critical areas so thank you Henry, your ability dwarfs me....