I was delighted when my niece and her husband asked to come and stay overnight. Dan is a keen fisherman and as I live by the sea it would give him a good place to go fishing.
They arrived early Friday evening and it was great to see them after such a long time. I am 18 years older than Stacey but we've always got on well together....

Chapter 2: Rich And Hypnotic
The morning sun filtered through the pines as Chloe leaned against her car at the trailhead. She checked her watch--9:02 AM--just as Ethan's Jeep pulled in beside her, Todd and Will already spilling out before it fully stopped.
"Right on time," Chloe said, pushing off the bumper. She adjusted the suspiciously overstuffed backpack, which was hanging from one shoulder....

I woke up with a strange tightness in my chest. The shame from last night hadn't left. It lingered like a scent on my skin. My face still remembered the feel of her sole pressing against it, the slight stickiness of sweat, the soft curve of her arch. The way I breathed in those feet.
What's worse was how my body had reacted. The warmth that spread between my legs. The way my breath had quickened. I didn't want to admit it even to myself. That I liked it. That i liked the whole act. That her feet casual, ...

This is a completely fictional story and has no relation to any real person or persons.
This is Part 1 of the story of how I started fucking my own daughter and we became lovers.
She is 19 and I am 47 when this takes place.
My wife and I divorced when my daughter, Samantha, was quite young. The ex-wife took her to live with her out of state, and I didn't get to see her much. Between work and her mother keeping her away from me we often went for a couple of years between visits. Consequently, we los...

This is part 4 of a series which continues Chloe's timeline from "Riding With Dirty Girls," "Chloe Rides Again," and "Chloe's Return." You can probably get something out of the sex scenes in isolation, but for background, you ideally need to have read the other series' first.
This is a work of fiction. A figment of the author's imagination. It is not meant to be big on realism. It's a fantasy. The culture around world-class women's cycling probably isn't a hotbed of lesbian lust, but wouldn't it be fun i...

Mark was out and about running errands. He was tired, he was hungry. He wasn't sure of what he was hungry for, but he knew he didn't want to cook. Kids were gone on a vacation with their mother -his ex-wife- and he had the house and finally some time to himself.
He settled on The Corner Inn. It was a typical Wisconsin looks-nice-on-the-outside place, but it's really just a glorified tavern: beat-up booths, creaky barstools, same patrons in there since about 1983. He'd eaten there before, and they did mak...

There are quite a few characters with names that have similarities, and there is a list of characters in the Series info for Stop Enslaving My Friends.

=/= Stop Enslaving My Friends! Chapter Five =/=

Kyle looked at the group of assembled women on their hands and knees. It was an arousing site, what with all of them being in underwear that was itself skimpy enough that the butt cheeks were almost completely uncovered. He saw four copies of the blocky letter K on four right butt cheeks, three bl...

The Black Nanny
Finally, finally he entered me. He had spent a good twenty minutes between my legs, licking me. I loved it when Michael, my husband, pampered me like that. His tongue was so nimble and sensitive that he effortlessly brought me to climax again and again, nearly driving me wild. I writhed beneath him, ran my fingers through his hair, lifted my bottom off the sheets, moved to meet him, took him in as deep as possible, wrapped my legs around him and constantly urged him on: "Yes, darling, lic...

All characters are fictional and over the age of 18.
It had been four days since Linda walked out of that store, since she'd touched lace like it might bite, since Tina had looked at her with those sharp, knowing eyes and peeled something raw open inside her. And in those four days, Linda had done everything she could to pretend it hadn't happened....

"Whaaaaat? What did you say you're going to do?"
Steve is in the kitchen lingering over his coffee. The investment markets haven't opened yet so there is really no reason for nose-to-screen in the office, managing their finances.
A few moments ago Emily scurried behind him into the garage, scurrying back carrying two heavy bags of something, rushing to the patio. She rattled the sliding door more than usual, followed by two long splashes from that something apparently being poured into the hot tub....

** This story contains several fetish themes: small penis humiliation, cuckolding, incest, cfnm. This may not be something you enjoy if these themes do not resonate with you. All characters are over 18. This is a work of fiction - some characters will have actions that would never work in real life. If you enjoy this story, please leave a comment and check out some of my other stories. **...

The lipstick was always red. Bold. Brazen. Beautiful. It made its mark on everything it touched, wine glasses, thighs, my mouth. The kind of red that never apologized for where it landed. Just like her.
It was the first thing I noticed when she opened the door. The second was her eyes. Dark, alluring. The kind that make you spread your legs without a word, that make you ache before the first touch....

Its been nine months since the wedding. Pooja and Payal were in my office. I had called an important meeting, as we were getting close to doing IPO for Ps.. it had expanded to 4 locations now and they were quite successful, with an even more successful coffee shops within them. The IPO was to invest in more vertical farms, retail locations and allow all the women working there to share in it's success....

... not bad, I thought, this little slutwife already had three orgasms and a sperm load from her bull in her truly unprotected pussy before 11.30 AM. Quite a successful "shopping" trip!
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Note from the author: Dear reader, cheating wifes (yours perhaps?) do exist! That's not a fantasy. Hotwifes (where the husband allows his wife fucking with other men) do exist! In those days I didn't even know the term hotwife, I had to research it just now while writing the first Cindy memory....

Chapter Four.
After collecting her meagre belongings and installing her in his apartment off Unter Den Linden, they made their way back to the salon, after Paul collected something from his bedroom side table, locking it as he left. Bette had to ask,
"Are you rich?" She smiled at her impertinence, "That apartment looked expensive, and the furniture wouldn't look lost in a gross schloss!" She glanced over to her protector, amused by the notion that she was sleeping with a nobleman or junker....

These are a series of stories starting with women I have met in my life and adventures started. There are some embellishments to make the stories interesting. They start in the days well before cell phones, but the memories are vivid. The women were real, some of the finishes were more than happened but why let the facts ruin a good story! All people were over 18 and so much fun....

I can't believe this just happened. I just got out of the shower and am now in my bed, replaying the last few hours of tonight. This feels like a dream, It was not supposed to happen, and if a certain someone finds out, all hell would most certainly break loose.
I had just gotten my heart broken. My boyfriend was cheating on me and he was trying to play it off. After I broke up with him, I was at the bus stop crying my eyes out wondering why this had to happen. And that's when he showed up. My brother's ...

"Extra Credit"
Nia sat in the front row; hoodie on, thighs bare under the desk, legs crossed like she wasn't soaked underneath.
It was exam day. A 200-level lecture hall.
Thirty other college students scribbled away in silence, filling in bubbles, flipping pages. The only sound was paper rustling and the ticking of the wall clock....

.... After a life changing moment, I was placed into witness protection, but things were about to change!
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It was now Saturday morning, excitement was building inside me. It was a mix of nerves and fear all wrapped up in one. So, I started my daily routine as usual, but first, I ran a bath and plopped in a perfumed bath bomb and then soaked in the bath to soften my skin....

Author's Note: The following is a work of fiction. All participants in sexual activities are over the age of eighteen.
This is the first in a five part series which will all be released quickly. It is the follow-up series to Mrs. Mandalucci, but is also a stand-alone series in every way. The tone of this series is more raunchy than romantic. Not just anal, but lesbian interactions, threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes may all occur. A total sexfest. If that's your sort of thing, then have a read and enjo...

Hi all, I'm a really new author, so please leave comments about what you like and what I can improve on!
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Previously. Mark, a shy, weak and average guy went to an art gallery opening and spotted something truly wonderful there. Luckily, the art dealer Eleanor, found him almost as interesting as he found her, being intrigued and delighted by his evident interest in her feet. They has caught a taxi together where the driver had a front row seat to Eleanor being given a foot rub and squashing her toes...

The apartment felt unfamiliar now, like it had shifted ever so slightly out of alignment. Julia had finished unpacking a few hours ago, but her presence lingered in every room, in the faint scent of her shampoo drifting down the hallway, in the sound of her deep, steady footsteps, in the way her things somehow made the space feel smaller. Ryan sat on the edge of the couch, trying to watch something forgettable on TV, but his mind kept circling back to her. He couldn't decide what bothered him more: how much...

Clare walked into the loose box where Alison was kneeling on the straw floor with her arms outstretched, fastened with the leather reins. She bent down and kissed Alison firmly. Grabbing her breasts as she leaned in, her tongue swirling round Alisons'. It was fucking erotic! Clare just took over. She looked at Rupert and said the simple sentence....

STRETCHING SHILPA'S SWEET SPHINCTER


by Emily Miller

This vignette is based on part of a story outline assembled by erotica_n_s. The full outline may be viewed here. This story was written in about fifty minutes and initially published as a series of posts on the Authors' Hangout forum. This version has been collated, extended, edited, and reformatted....

Authors Note:
I am a fan of JDSeal's work and I continue to explore the characters of his comic series "Debt" in a way that only a novella could. This story expands the story told in pages 8 through 23 of "Debt: Chapter 1".
If you haven't already, I would recommend reading the first two scenes in this story series, titled "The Negotiation" and "The Conspiracy." Together, I believe these three scenes make a self-contained a trilogy, through the story is far from over!...

Sean had been aching to meet her.
Ms. Braganza.
To some, she was a rumor. To others, a late-night fantasy wrapped in silk and self-control. But to Sean, she was something else entirely. A force. A hunger he'd never been able to quiet. She was the kind of woman you didn't just want--you ached for her. Men didn't chase her with flowers or dinner dates. They earned her through obedience, suffering, denial....

Why the hell did we move to another state in the middle of senior year! Tim asked himself, not for the first time, as he stood in the dark, watching his new classmates hanging around a beach bonfire. He'd love to join them, laughing and drinking, but at the moment, he was too busy brooding and missing his real friends. A grey hoodie protected his tall, thin frame from the chill air and unwanted looks. Here he was an outsider, always the new kid....

Chapter 72: The Once and Future Bodyguard
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Alana slowly paced on the Argo's deck as she waited for her husband to return. She knew about how long it took to walk to the airship from the castle and he was overdue. Either something had happened on the way, which seemed unlikely since his emotions had remained relatively the same, or he was walking alot slower than normal. Given how he seemed to be feeling, that seemed more likely....

For those who are concerned with such things, as always, when Sarah is alone, the story is in the past tense. When Claire and Sarah are together, the story is in the present tense.
Thanks to HaltWhoGoesThere for copy editing.



Impact of Femme De Ménage


For a moment, wrapped in Claire's arms, sharing the heat of our combined orgasms, and lying in a puddle of my urine is truly the most beautifully romantic and loving embrace I've ever shared with anyone in my life....

Stonerager Chronicles
By 2Charlie
This is a science fiction series that happens to include occasional erotic scenes. If you have not yet read previous chapters of this series, I highly recommend going back to do so before you read this chapter.
All characters in this story are of the age of majority....