Full title: Helping Your Pretty Best Friend Win The Photogenic Pussy Contest
When you get a late evening call from your best friend about an urgent matter, you rush over to her apartment ‘cause she’d do the same for you. However, it turns out she invited you over not for an emergency, but to help her win a silly porn contest she entered - for having the ‘Most Photogenic Pussy’. And since you’re such a great friend, you’ll do whatever it takes to see her victory - even if it means licking, worshiping, and...

Life From Bitterness


By


Jennifer Smith-Jones

Sitting at the kitchen table, doors and windows open to let in the cool Autumn air of sunset. Outside, in the distance, the voices of children playing and laughing were heard. Dusk had just descended, and fireflies were swarming in the darkness....

It was about a week after we had moved to our new house. My wife and I decided we needed to move out of the suburbs and into the country for more privacy and space. We had settled and unpacked and were outside starting to figure the gardens when a strange car pulled up our country laneway. A station wagon with the back open and something I could not make out hanging half out of it. Let me give you some background here as to why I found that unusual....

Sweet Virginia's Blues
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Author's Notes: This is my story and subject to the site's copyrights as well as my rights as an author. This is a story of lost love and infidelity including suicidal ideations. This is not to glamorous that rather if you're there, call the hotline in your area, get help, I had one failed attempt, I got help. Thanks to Leon for all help!...

It was a beautiful evening and Ava suggested we do a bar crawl, visiting our favourite bars and having a drink in each. The idea was we would take a cab to the furthest bar away, then walk and drink our way home.
However, when we got to the third bar, there sitting in a booth was Suzy with a friend. We made our way over to them. "Hi Suzy, how are you?"...

The Third Party Part Four
Grace came around on Sunday evening. She was smart and of course looked beautiful. I allowed her indoors and we kissed like two old friends.
I asked if she wanted a drink but she said she wanted to hear how the afternoon went the day before.
"Did David say anything?"...

Chapter three
"I know Hua likes you, so she won't be a problem. Listen, take all the files off the laptop, most are in folders in the email, the login is the same," Aaron continued.
That all happened on Friday afternoon, I started to clean up his laptop, transferring all the videos and pictures I could find on to the external drive. Aaron was right, there were a large number of both. I wanted to do this manually, for two reasons, to make sure they copied over properly and to spot check the subject mat...

Dante's library was one of the largest rooms in his home, with more books than he cared to admit, reading nooks for when he wanted to lounge and a few more serious spaces for times like this.
The two golems were stood on either side of the door as he entered, neither of them paying him any heed, while their mistress stood at a long table carved from a single piece of oak with several comfy chairs. As before, she was sheathed in a thick layer of elemental magic, one that obscured her face, figure and voic...

"Oh God, don't stop," Wendy's cries bounced off the dimly lit bedroom as Jon ground his hips against hers. Over the course of the last week, things at home seemed to improve by the day. Wendy seemed to find her footing at work, and was back to working normal hours. Not only that, but she seemed to always come home ready for action with Jon. Not that he was complaining, he loved these moments with his wife. He'd read a study recently that couples who had sex at least once a week were more likely to last. If ...

*** Disclaimer ***
The following story is a work of fiction. It contains themes of cheating, cuckoldry, voyeurism, exhibitionism and NTR.
This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are at least 18 years of age. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental....

Caroline 5: Confession Part 1
Writer's Note: Read parts 1-4 to get the full timeline of this story, so the conversations make more sense. I am grateful that you are reading this story I am working on! Thank-you and I hope you enjoy.
I opened my eyes and looked around the room... a hospital?
My mom looked over at me. We shared a smile. My dad snored in a chair on my left side. A book sat in his lap. My pops was a short fellow, salt and pepper hair cut short....

1A: The Hunter's Veldt. Modern day Wadi Khureitun, Palestine 9,000 BC
The open plain lay wide and rolling before Bayzel as she sat on her haunches at the base of a rocky outcrop and looked out over the veld. Not far away she could see a small herd of antelope grazing in the long grass, for now completely unaware of her presence. The wind was blowing towards her, masking her scent and that of her two dogs- Scree and Ash patiently waiting at her side. They were her inveterate hunting partners and she had r...

Nick looked into the mirror and could see the boredom etched on his face looking back at him. He had lived an active life. Right out of high school he had taken a job as a roustabout for a carnival. After a year and a half of that, he had been drafted into the military and spent the next 3 years as a tank crewman, working his way up to tank commander....

Hiro Inori sat at their kitchen table. Gwen and Coriander listened as he spoke.
"Coriander is far and away my best work yet. She has exceeded expectations on so many different levels. I can't begin to express my gratitude to you Gwendolyn for helping her to develop and adapt as she has, so far."
"I can't imagine life without her now." Gwen replied, looking lovingly at Coriander and winking....

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Disclaimer: This is a fictional story, none of the character details are real. Each character is over 18 yrs of age and are engaging consensually.

This is a refresh of "Blowjobs by bicycle".
In this new version, Mike has moved across town into a more rural setting. This requires him to cover more distance via e-bike to meet his tops. It is once again summertime in Mike's neck of the woods. The war...

Day 2
The Robinson family met up in the restaurant at 9:00 for breakfast. Jim and Janet couldn't believe just how awake and lively Andy and the twins were, they had been expecting them to be still asleep. They might have been, had they not had a couple of amazing hours of sex with Silvie Tomcalova, the pornstar formerly known as Silvia Saint....

Things are going about as well as one could ask for.
Chris, unfortunately, got an eyeful of dirty talk and poorly taken pictures when he used Hazel's phone yesterday to order takeout for them. He hadn't meant to snoop, or even glance at it for that matter. But when the verification code for the delivery app popped up at the same time as one of Hazel's booty calls, of course, he ended up seeing something he'd rather forget....

For weeks now I have been working on conditioning myself for anal sex with my husband James. The desire to do it started when the first time he pushed his finger in my ass while fucking me from behind. The feeling of being what I would call full sent different feelings through my body when it happened. It got to the point that I wanted a finger in me every time I had sex....

Jace's Personal Task
There he was.
Jace. Lying behind me in my bed like he belonged there. Like this was his room, not mine. His breath was hot against the back of my neck. His body pressed up against mine, firm and solid, like every inch of him was built to make me feel smaller.
"Finish what you started, pledge," he muttered....

"Let's check out this bookstore, Donna," she declares. She is an elegant woman in her mid-thirties, the same age as me, although I am far from elegant. About as far as one can be. She carries herself with the presence of someone who expects every eye in the room on her. And she may be the most beautiful creature I have even seen....

Part 4
Sam was in the air, halfway back across the Atlantic, before the story broke. When she hadn't turned up for the heats of her event, questions had been asked. She had been a potential medallist, and she had not shown up.
Illness and injury, the two most likely scenarios, were soon being reported, as the WaterSports officials were reticent to give any details, primarily because they didn't know why. Only Amanda and Steven knew the truth, and surprisingly, they were being rather quiet about things...

The wind was blowing through the car as I drove down PCH deeper into San Diego. Listening to his favorite songs and enjoying the early summer breeze of the Pacific, or "Old Blue Eyes" as I liked to call it.
My song was aggressively interrupted by a text, and I was angry for leaving the ringer on. I'll have to listen to the song again. I hit pause, and glanced at my phone. It was a text from Rachel. I needed gas anyway, so I pulled into a 7-11 and parked at a pump, turning off the car before reading the t...

Author's Notes:
Here is a quick story, just to see if I can write without running off at the fingers. I was aiming for 750 words but couldn't manage that. At least it should all fit on a single web page. (I tip my hat to the authors who can tell a complete tale in 750 words or less.)
There is minimal or no character development. In fact, most of the players are not even named....

"Hmmm!" I moaned in mock distress, pretending to be bashful as hundreds of anonymous people on the Internet all stared at my tits and exposed cock, which was dripping from between my legs and just under my skirt hem.
'Aw, what's the matter? embarrassed we can see your little clitty?' one Audience member typed....

Dear Reader,
This story is told from the female's point of view. If you dream of being a woman, like I do, you may enjoy her perspective.
Sincerely,
Whippet
P. S. I've included a femboy fashion tip at the end.
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Lois and I became acquainted at an evening yoga class. We enjoyed chatting after the sessions. She told me that she was a single mom with a teenage son, while I related that I was recently divorced....

Hope you enjoy this slow-burn, sensual tale of discipline unravelled, of desire denied for too long--and what happens when a tough, controlled man finally gives in to temptation and his wild side.
It's the story of Mack, a man who thought he had his life all figured out, until a chance connection with someone unexpected--someone brave, beautiful, and full of secrets--lit a fire he couldn't put out....

The moon and stars light up the sky on a cool night in early May. A ranger stands in the center of a clearing in the forest. He looks up at the stars. His long black hair hangs from his head. The light of the moon shines on his copper-toned skin face. A face with a sharp and strong jawline.
He wears a khaki color park ranger's uniform and a backpack. In his hand is a staff. It is ornately carved and has a rounded club on the end....

Chapter III- My Husband is a Cuckold and Doesn't Know it
The last time I wrote I told of the last time my husband David and I had sex. I had just gotten home from my boyfriend's house, and came home full of my boyfriend's cum. My husband doesn't know that I have been cheating on him for a couple of months now, and when he went down on me he unknowingly ate a big creampie from another man. Somehow he didn't seem to notice and therefore I was not confronted by what I had brought home in my panties. I still...

The Abbey Farm Curse.
Chapter Nineteen.
'I knew you were up to something when I heard you talking about torches and duvets on the altar, I just didn't know what.' Rhys was looking directly at me, smiling to himself as he saw the light of understanding cross my face. 'I thought I'd go along with it and see what happened, although I must admit I didn't expect to find you actually shagging in a church. You are one sick son-of-a-bitch.'...

December or Bust: Chapter 4 - November 23 rd, Part 1

Amelia's breath came quick and ragged as she worked her hand up and down her cock.
"Ngghh... fuck... I seriously can't do this heeeere..."
The hot water from the showerhead sprayed against her pale, muscular back as she looked around desperately. Nothing but empty white tile all around... but Amelia knew that could change in a heartbeat....