"I'm looking at... something," thought Nicole, "Wh-What am I looking at?"
She struggled to form a coherent thought as she stood... somewhere... looking at... something? A few seconds ago, reality seemed to break around her and she was dedicating every ounce of her brain's processing power to fix it....

Sometimes, working in my office can be difficult. It is a large open plan space. People shout from one end to the other, the phones ring almost constantly and my colleagues gather in groups to discuss projects. If I need to concentrate on something complex, I take my laptop to the local cafe. They have free Wi-Fi and the coffee is delicious. I'm a regular, like a number of the other customers....

Tiffany and I left the room, heard the TV on in the living room as we hurried to the bathroom, Tiffany giggling along the way as I grabbed at her beautiful ass.
"I'm going to go check on Sadie," I told Tiffany just inside the door. "I don't want her thinking we're sneaking around on her."
"Okay, you're coming back, right?" she asked, looking up at me sweetly....

All characters are at least 18.
I'm pretty new here, so any feedback is much appreciated, it doesn't matter if it's good or bad.
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Ah, Saturday morning, the best interval there is. That's what I was thinking as I was waking up. Two days with no obligations. No work, no activities to drive the kids to, no responsibility. Just my lazy ass doing whatever the hell I wanted to. I stretched as hard as I could, then I turned to one side and closed my eyes again. If I was gonna fall back asleep, so...

Thursday afternoon was a successful day on the sea. Although, late afternoon I was beginning to feel sorry for Ned. Landon told him he needed to get dressed, in full clothes with shoes, to pose for pictures.
A disgruntled Ned obligated, dressing completely right down to his jockstrap under his shorts, he also splashed a little water on himself to make it look as if he had actually been fishing and caught the catch he was posing with....

-- Do you guys remember Jamie L.? From sophomore year?
Kat asked it like she was scrolling through old yearbook photos in her mind, but I could already tell by her tone that she was leading us somewhere ridiculous. Jess glanced over her iced latte, uninterested at first -- until recognition clicked....

The locker room was empty by the time I finished wiping the last bench. My shift had been quiet -- just folding towels, disinfecting mats, and keeping to myself. That's what I liked about working late at the university gym: no noise, no pressure, no one watching. I was just a quiet guy making some extra money and avoiding eye contact....

It sounded clinical when I signed up.
Practical massage therapy experience -- supervised by student professionals. Free for university volunteers. Limited spots available. That's what the flyer said. I figured, hey, why not? My shoulders ached after midterms. It would be like a real treatment. Harmless. Controlled....

Most nights, I was just a silhouette above the lights. I liked it that way -- invisible. In control. Rigging cables, checking dimmers, adjusting angles while everyone else played their little drama games below. The theatre wasn't mine, but the shadows were. And I was good at staying inside them.
Until tonight....

I looked at the message and felt myself both flush from embarrassment and my jeans rise from excitement. I had experimented with something about six months ago. I had been in such need for getting a good spanking or giving a good spanking and I had been without either for such a long time. A guy I had met online was in the same predicament as myself. He was into roleplay as was I. His wife was out of town, so we agreed to meet for a mutual spanking, nothing else. I had never done a male-on-male spanking and...

Neighbour Springs A Leak.
"For fuck's sake, why won't this turn off. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."
I could hear my neighbour, Susan, screeching through the open windows of her house. We hadn't spoken much since she moved in with her husband a couple of years ago and with him having left a couple of months after that, I hadn't really seen her at all. A brief hello or evening when we went to and from our vehicles much nothing much beyond that. She seemed pleasant enough but completely focused on hersel...

Black Man x white girl : New body, new life
I dedicate this story to anyone who sometimes feels like their soul doesn't match their body. I know I'm endowed by men, so I'm gay.
However, for many years I was harassed due to the fact that my mentality, my physique and my mannerisms did not correspond to the masculine gender, to the idea that one has of a named. Social, family, school pressure, the judgment of others pushed me to become someone else, to force me to try somehow to try to be masculine. But...

I am writing this as a married guy, but I often wonder do men, especially husbands, boyfriends or partners really understand what their wife or girlfriend need?
I imagine that the sexual instincts of a woman can sometimes be so raw and primal, to the point of being all consuming, so that nothing else matters at the time other than to satisfy these urges. I encourage any woman reading this to share their feedback and tell me if I can understand them correctly or not....

It's a cool raining night outside, the rain is hitting the roof making a calming noise, we sit on the couch watching some slow movie, there is a dim light in the room, as we sit there for the first time.
I slowly move my hand to hers and play my fingers against hers flirting with her, I take her hand in mine holding it softly, I run my hand slowly up her arm, over her shoulders and neck, then I move my arm up to over her shoulders pulling her to me. I feel the heart of my girl beat faster against me and ...

Hanna hauled ass down the highway with her fifteen-year-old, reliable truck crammed with all of her possessions stuffed into black trash bags. She could not drive south fast enough. She hated having to return to her Central Texas hometown, but she could not stand the feeling of being out of place amongst the locals. She drove well above the speed limit and contemplated how different she was from the people who lived in the Metroplex. Her now ex-boyfriend, Drew, sparked her desperation to escape from the cro...

Hey guys I need to reveal a secret of mine which I couldn't keep in me anymore. I'm obsessed with exhibitionism This turned out longer than expected. My apologies. I don't want to be viewed as a slut or anything so I try to make things look accidental. I found a strapless sun dress at Goodwill for $1 that had a few seams looking a little rough. Like if you tug on it they'll tear right open....

I couldn't help it. After her rendezvous with Andre I brought it up almost constantly with her. I'd talk about how sexy her calling me was and how dominant he was with her.
It'd been a few days since they'd fucked and they hadn't talked at all after he told her he'd "be discreet if she wanted it to be a regular thing." My mind was getting obsessed with the thought of them together....

ALL TEXT IS SPOKEN BY THE MISTRESS
ACTIONS WHILE SHE SPEAKS ARE IN *action*
You know, the date started in my favourite Restaurant. You know the one in the top of the skyscraper where you can watch over the whole city. He seemed to be able to get a table for two. Well we ate really nice and good stuff, and there was some expensive red wine too for me....

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. All characters herein depicted are over the age of 18. I do not condone any abuse of any kind, and everything herein is just fantasy. Do not attempt to re-enact anything you read here. All BDSM activ...

This 'Let's Play a Game' request got a little cucky... and I liked it ????
Heres what i got:
Location: My college apartment
Style: Dominating with manipulative “good girl” praise.
Ingredients: Spanking, ownership, cheating friends with benefits
I took a few liberties with this one, hopefully the requester enjoys it ????...

She was already sitting on the teacher's desk when I walked in--legs crossed, skirt tight across her thighs, arms folded like she'd been waiting not just minutes, but with purpose. Her eyes scanned me like I was late for more than a meeting.
-- Thirty minutes late to a retake with your class rep. Brave. Or are you just doubling down--cheating and mouthing off?...

We didn't plan it.
Like everything between me and her, it started with a look. That low, lazy grin she gets when she's just a little too comfortable with how much control she has. The one that says you know exactly what I'm about to do, and you're going to let me.
We were lying on her bed, legs tangled, shirts slightly wrinkled, skin warm from shared laughter. She was on top of me sideways, propped up on one elbow, her bare foot idly playing with the waistband of my shorts. I wasn't hard -- yet. Just....

I didn't even notice him at first -- tall-ish, soft posture, hands twitching like he wasn't sure what to do with them. New guy energy, you know? When the instructor asked us to pick partners, he kind of drifted toward me, like he didn't want to seem eager. I liked that. It's always the confident ones who step on your toes....

I should've said no. That was my first mistake.
-- Can you hold this up for a sec? We just need the corner up there.
That was Nicole. Tall, direct, cropped hoodie showing abs she definitely worked for. Behind her: three more girls with ring lights, tape, folding reflectors. The TikTok Club, apparently. Some promotional skit, low-budget, high energy. I was just passing through the student center, and suddenly I was "tall guy with working arms."...

It happened in less than a minute, but it lasted forever.
Leo was just locking his bike. One hand on the handlebar, the other trying to thread his U-lock through the front wheel, his mind already halfway into the iced coffee he planned to grab. He wasn't paying attention to his balance -- or the fact that his running shorts, thin and loose with no lining, were sagging lower than they should've been....

After a second evening together exploring their kinks, Anne and Jeff had fallen asleep in her bed. He was naked; she was only wearing a pink silk camisole. She woke up first and decided she didn't want the date to end.
She slipped beneath the sheet and took his soft cock into her mouth. Anne loved the feeling of his cock getting hard in her mouth as she sucked and massaged it with her tongue. As it pushed against her throat, she cupped his balls with one hand, and --...

I have peroneal tendonitis, a painful inflammation of the peroneal tendon that runs outside my left leg.
I do a decent job of keeping it under control, but occasionally suffer flareups, best treated by a massage. This condition has caused me to try most of the massage places in my area, as when I need care, an appointment for the next week won't work....

Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 3 Chapter 106/38: Group Date Part 5
I leaned back in my chair, feeling satisfied after conversion and food. "Still, Angela, you are really lucky Mrs. Grendier is paying personal attention to you during the last period. Mr. Trimmers is even allowing it. I am pretty jealous if I am not lying." Alex said, "You are rough in play, and I think you can excel from what I have seen. You rarely make the same mistake, except for accuracy twice when in the mock games. Accuracy will c...

December or Bust: Chapter 6 - December 1 st

Luna slumped back on her bed. She let out a few gasping, ragged breaths. This was... pure torture...
She reached down, and tried to gently massage her aching balls, grunting as all she got for her trouble was a slightly more intense pang, and a thick spurt of precum which quickly soaked through her panties....

Rachel From the Edge Pt. 11
by G. Lawrence
Rachel challenges her media critics
At Sheila's urging, Rachel offers to go on a daytime cable program and face her enemies head on. Rory thinks she's crazy. All characters are over 18 years old.
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Chapter Fourteen
THE THREE O'CLOCK SHOW...