Chapter 5
Lani awoke the next afternoon with her body stiff, aching, and reluctant to move. She forced herself up when she didn't feel Theo's protective arm wrapped around her waist. Her heart thudded like he had been taken and she looked around the room frantically, blurry eyes scanning the unfamiliar place. The events of last night rushed back to her like a tidal wave of unresolved emotions. She shook her head and pushed her palms into her eyes, trying to erase the horrific memories flashing behind her...

Chapter One: A Woman In Need of a Change
Grace moaned, softly, as she worked the vibrator. Her other hand roughly pinched a nipple. On her phone, a blonde bimbo got plowed by two studs, the grunts and groans piping into Grace's airpods. She felt her orgasm rising in time to the bimbo's pumping, and she imagined the taste of the stud's thick cock in her own mouth......

Story byline: Charles learned "he couldn't get enough," but hadn't even gotten started.
I dropped Steven off, and thought I caught the ultimate sin. I even drove a few miles, and before I crossed the James River I'd stop to the side of the road, and say a prayer, trying to figure if the man upstairs could keep me washed of sin. I thought I was out of bounds because another man touched me after having a cold drink, and one of the best crab cakes ever as this was an unofficial date between us. It wasn't as...

(Ashley is 5'9 with 6 meaty inches. She could pass for a model. This is an interview with her.)
Interviewer: You have nice titties, Ashley.
Ashley: They're natural. I mean drinking lots of sperm. Using a breast pump. The combo will give you sweet, pert mounds like mine. I drink lots of sperm. I love it. Every day I suck as many cocks as I can. Men are always willing to empty their balls in my mouth....

Another chapter with zero sex, so if you came for the bedroom fireworks, do yourself a favor and skip ahead to Chapter 13.
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When Claudia left the debriefing--test results, session, all of it--the hallway was empty. Heather had already gone. She lingered a moment, hand still on the door, the words from inside clung to her like static. Then she started to walk, each step setting a steady rhythm. The steady rhythm eased the tension, at least for now. Thoughts drifted in, as they often did after too mu...

Banned Part 4
The End.
Apologies for the delay in this final part, it was due to personal reasons. I hope you can enjoy the end of my little love story <3.
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Luke
His father was suspicious. Despite the clinic stating that they were pleased enough with his progress to allow him to return home, his father didn't believe it....

I am not particularly fond of camping, and before Lizzie and I went on an organised hike when we first moved to Spain, I had spent precisely two nights under canvas in my entire life.
However, one of the reasons we moved to Spain in the first place was to make the most of the shorter winters and spend more time outdoors, having spent most of our working lives behind desks in London....

Louise is the adored daughter of a powerful wizard who, to keep her safe, used his power to summon a mighty celestial tiger from the upper planes to be her forever guardian. However, Louise and her guardian grew closer and closer over the years, until their friendship blossomed into passionate, even ravenous, desire for each other....

I woke to sunlight streaming through the curtains, my head was pounding and my body aching in places I never knew could ache. The three of us were tangled together in bed. Wells was already awake, scrolling through his phone, while John snored softly at my other side.
"Morning," Wells whispered, his voice rough. "How you feeling?"...

Preamble:
This is a surfing-themed tender, teasing May-December romance story written in ornate literary language, in languid, brooding mood. It has lite herbal infusions of Philosophy, Music, Art and Literature. The lovemaking scenes are described in sensual, erotic rendition.
If this style of calibrated narrative is not your thing, if you much prefer wailing and flailing action by sex triathletes, skip along....

This story is written with a woman as main character, despite I am a man. I prefer more woman friendly stories. I am not the man writing a story which quickly start with blowjobs or the real fuck. I like the foreplay much more and how the characters get involved in an erotic interchange. It is based on partly on my own experience....

Temora shaded her face against the sun as she approached the city of Kakila. Though it was only the early days of spring, the sandy dunes that wound around the coastal city radiated heat, and the leather coat she usually wore hung loose over her shoulders, grilling under the sun. Her cotton shirt was sticky and damp, and so were her rough trousers. Kakila was an ancient, walled city made from gold sandstone common to these parts, marked by old minarets and the faces of their strange gods rising as obelisks ...

We are Indians living in the northeast US. This is a real story with some fictional elements to make it more interesting. My wife Kavya (name changed) has started her affair with our friend Ravi (name changed) and we are exploring the dynamics slowly. This multipart series talks about how it all started and where we stand right now. Read and enjoy!...

I was in the bathroom, my favorite toy suction cupped to the floor as I bounced up and down on it. It was shaped like a woman's hand, and it filled my pussy to the max. I could feel my orgasm welling up inside me. I was almost there. I squinched my eyes closed, imagining that it was Odetta's hand up in my pussy. That was all it took. I came, squirting all over the bathroom floor....

Tuesday morning
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Drr... Drr.... Drr....
The sound of his smartphone woke him almost instantly, and Billy grabbed it up. His eyes automatically went to the window, and there was Maddie, smiling, and gloriously nude.
''Good morning, Billy, did you like watching me make hot love to your Mom last night?''...

In part 1 I met the 2 girls whilst on holiday in the Canary Islands, my wife took them under her wing as daughters, I masturbated over them, first on my own, then back in their room, but how would things be the following day....?
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The next day I was waiting for the girls to arrive at the pool, curious as to how things would be, but they were no shows and I was starting to get a little concerned. The day progressed and still no sign, I thought perhaps they'd decided t...

We were already two shots deep when Tiffany mentioned she wasn't wearing a bra. Not that I hadn't noticed.
She was wearing that black cropped halter top, the one with the open sides and the razor-thin straps. It barely held anything in, and her tits moved with every shift of her body, no support, no hesitation, no shame. Her nipples poked through the thin fabric like they were begging for attention....

This is the start of an original series I've been proud to be working on. After reading the works of a few authors like Annabelle Hawthorne, Virgil Knightley and Logan Jacobs I'd mustered up the confidence to put this out. I'll be adding more chapters to this and more down the line, but I hope you all enjoy!...

**These characters (who are over 18 and consenting) are both virgins in the Regency era of England. Additionally, Edward is Deaf. Please let me know if this feels realistic. It's waaaay out of my wheelhouse.
Striding through the woods towards the hunting cabin, Leo fought to keep a smile from his face. He caught another glimpse of Edward in the bushes to his right, but continued to feign ignorance. Edward had been following him for quite a ways....

It was supposed to be a quiet evening.
Your wife, Sarah, had messaged you earlier saying she'd be out with friends until late, so you figured you had time--time to finally try on the skin-tight dress you'd been hiding at the back of your closet.
The dress slipped on smoother than you expected. It hugged you in all the right places, and when you turned toward the mirror, something clicked. You stood there in awe, feeling more like yourself than you had in weeks....

The following days saw James' education continue as his time fence painting and lawn mowing was interspersed with the reward of rampant sex with Olivia...
She kept surprising him, he arrived to find her naked, or in her lingerie, they fucked in her bed, in the kitchen and he had a very horny blowjob by the pool. Olivia loved receiving oral sex and in a few short days, James had become rather good at making her climax with his tongue, and clearly loved going down and burying his face between her slender t...

My name is Eric. I'm 30, just your average guy -- brown hair, 5'10", steady office job. I've been married for five years to Penelope, my beautiful wife who's 25. She's small and striking, standing just 4'11" with flowing red hair, vivid green eyes, and a figure that turns heads without even trying -- especially her curves, which she's never been shy about....

(names and details altered for personal protection. Some artistic license taken to add to the story but not much at all.)
I've never entertained the idea of meeting one of my readers. Writing the kind of stories that I do calls for discretion and anonymity. I could be married to a woman with three kids, or maybe I'm a celebrity who likes to write trashy stories on the side. I couldn't think of any circumstance where a fan of my writing would be able to find out who I was or even find out by accident. How...

Hi there, and welcome to Alternatives to Porn.
This is a little project I started for people trying to stop watching mainstream porn, or anyone who wants something just as hot, but more ethical. The stories are inspired by the most-watched videos, but rewritten with care, full consent, and some feelings....

As I mentioned, in part two, you all know that the feeling you need as a crossdressing sex bot might come from slipping a pair of nylon stockings over your legs, that tightness when you wear your satin panties for the first time, the air moving beneath your dress, or when you first see your legs in a pair of heels. For me, that "feeling" never went away....

`There and Back - Chapter 5
"I was asked that a long time ago. In my world it is the name of the creator of everything and everyone. The supreme being. Anyway, the first two of my people were called Adam and Eve. So, the boy shall be Adam and the girl shall be Eve."
"Ad-am and E-ve. I like those names," Argari said weakly....

My Tuesday afternoon was a beige fog of emails, budget approvals, and backlogged coffee. I stared at my screen, clicking through spreadsheet tabs without absorbing a single number. My phone buzzed on the desk beside me.
Javi: Hey. Thought of you. Want to come over Friday? I'll cook.
I stared at it like it was in another language. He'd even added a little chef emoji. My chest tightened--not unpleasant, just complicated....

She stepped back to get a better look and said, "What is that on your neck?"
She reached out and ran her fingers over the bruise. It was round and purple and located at the nape of my neck. It was obvious someone put it there during the height of a passionate make out session, and she knew who it was....

Its Friday and anyone experienced in Ida's regular "Cock Hunting Fridays" is eagerly awaiting her arrival at Renegades, a local C&W club and concert venue in Livonia, Mi. Over the years she has amassed a small but loyal fan following of well-hung white bois studs that she refers to as her 'posse'. These are sexual partners selected during past cock hunts that measured up to her standards in both size and sexual proficiency and are in attendance. A posse of men with the length and girth that has proven to sa...

The 11:42 Cambridge to Liverpool Street. Not your usual morning crush. I'd worn my navy pencil skirt with stockings. The expensive Wolford's that David bought after finding me bent over my desk with young Elliot's handprint still visible on my arse.
David sat opposite, pretending to read about fiscal whatever. His eyes scanned the carriage with that predatory gleam I'd grown to recognise. Fifteen years of marriage and I still can't tell if it's me he likes watching, or himself watching me being watched....