This is a true story of visiting a massage shop a few years ago. While other stories may falsely claim to be true, I have several videos of my time there. They were taken with the masseuse's permission and so are not grainy as a result of being covertly taken. Happy to share some with my readers if they are interested....

(Read Part 1 First) Becky quietly slipped out from under Deem's arm. Smiling as he grumbled something and rolled back up in his sleeping bag. Deem had always hated mornings, and Becky knew she had a little time for herself. She pulled Bill's AC/DC concert shirt over her head, and grabbing Bill's duffle bag, she slipped out of the small shed. Becky needed to discover what was still useful for her. Settling down onto a log nearby she started to sort through the contents of her back....

YOUR WIFE SENT ME
I was in the shower, enjoying the hot water while rubbing the soap over my body. I washed my dick and balls, holding them in my hands and enjoying the sensation.
That was when the shower door opened and Kim stepped. She was naked, of course. Her soft breasts jiggled as she entered. Her nipples were perfect. She had that beautiful smile on her face. I glanced down at her pussy, amazed....

It was the height of summer in the city. Outside his shop, throngs of people walked past his store, in their shorts, dresses, and tank tops. If they stopped, it was to gawk at the animatronics in his windows, or, as had become popular lately, to take selfies in front of them. Some actually entered the store, and fewer still bought anything. It didn't matter much to Brandon. It's not like he needed the income....

Everyone in this story is 18 or older.
Today I want to tell you about the time I got fucked at my job when I worked at a big superstore before I was a nurse. I worked there for about five years, nothing real exciting most of the time.
One day, about six months after I started, I was restocking some yarn in the crafts section when this guy approached me. He was probably in his 40s, had the beginnings of some gray hairs in his beard, and was relatively fit. Maybe a hint of a dad bod but kinda hot, hones...

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The church bells slam into my skull like conquistador fists, which--funny thing--is exactly what they are. Spanish bells, Spanish schedule, Spanish boots stomping through what used to be my--Chel's--chambers. Now it's just another corner of stone floor I share with nineteen other women who've learned that the phrase "golden city" has a very different meaning when you're scrubbing golden artifacts before they're melted down for Spanish coins....

Author's Note:
This is Chapter 4 of Book 2 of the Love and Fortune series! If you're new, feel free to start at the beginning of Book 1, but know that Book 1 is mostly laidback sexytimes, without much of a gripping plot. If you'd rather start with the action, feel free to jump in at Chapter 13 (the start of Book 2, which is more about adventure and conflict)....

"Mason, Wake up! Breakfast is ready," Mom shouted from downstairs.
My back and butt were still sore from all the thrashing I received yesterday. But I couldn't just lie in my bed all day. I pushed myself off the mattress and stretched my body.
An unread email popped up when I checked my phone.
'Hmm,' I hummed audibly before clicking on the mail....

It was past midnight. Maybe closer to two. The kind of late where even the air feels thinner.
I sat with my back against the wall, legs out, book resting open on my lap. I hadn't turned a page in ten minutes. I wasn't even pretending anymore.
She was across from me at first. On her bed, one leg folded beneath her, the other dangling loose. Bare shoulders. Tank top low and loose. Headphones in. Humming something soft I couldn't hear. She didn't sway to the music, didn't smile, didn't even blink much --...

Pager Update : Fenella has arrived to help Debs to deal with Anton. Chrissy has upped her grades to A star, and turned her gangbang into a bisexual orgy. : Update Ends
I will gloss over the dinner meal which was a takeaway around the kitchen table. Chrissy got the distinct impression that Fenella knew exactly what she'd done that afternoon and, although nothing was actually said about it, she got a feeling that Fenella approved of the way she had competently handled the men, but not of her growing addict...

The gym was dark and echoing, all the noise of the match gone, like it had never happened. I slipped in through the side door barefoot, the soles of my feet silent against the floor. The air still smelled like rubber and sweat. My bag was in the corner near the mats, forgotten in the rush of winning....

What's that old saying? "Silence is deafening"? I always thought it was just a poetic metaphor for social injustice or a clever way for a romantic partner to encourage a fight. But at that moment, I fully understood. My ears were ringing with everything and nothing while Lizzy stared into my eyes, my own looking straight through her at everything and nothing. I could feel the color drain from my face, smell the perspiration forming on the palms of my hands, and almost taste the remnants of stale air in my l...

This is part 3 of an ongoing story with 6 parts currently posted.
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Tying the strings of my bikini was so difficult that I nearly called Heather in to help. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of that, but I was also at my wits end with these nails. By the time I had finally gotten myself dressed, she was long gone, probably sitting in her pool chair and chuckling to herself. She was having way too much fun with my predicaments, and I could ...

*This story involves people over 18. Ex
Belleville West Social Studies teacher beds
18 yo recent graduate. People in story are real.
Set up to the story line is real. But events
between characters never actually happened. Author wanted to sleep with main female character. But never got to....

Chapter 22
It took Ashley a couple of minutes of just sitting there on all fours with Bruce's rock hard cock right up against her puckered hole while his mouth was paying all kinds of loving and lustful attention to her neck and back. It was amazing and got her quite a bit more worked up than she had already been to the point where she finally decided to take the leap and push back a little, driving up the pressure with her slippery butthole against his slippery cock bit by bit. It wasn't nearly as easy ...

Hey guys I need to confess about the best orgy I ever had. My friend Lara was a bit of a wild girl, she enjoyed a lot of casual sex and frequently visited burlesque bars. She knew lots of interesting people, unlike me who kept my friend group very small.
Lara would go out and wave at most people we walked by in the street, she knew them all and she loved the attention. She and I were heading abroad for a girls week vacation in Tenerife (we are from Europe), it was going to be a week of laughter, alcohol ...

Author's note: Thank you for reading. This chapter picks up from the first where my wife had a wardrobe malfunction while dancing in the car. We are on our way to a special naked vacation that she planned. I would encourage you to read the first chapter for more context.
She brushed my hand away before I could make it past her thigh and straightened her makeshift skirt to cover her vagina. She knew what this trip had in store but it seemed she wasn't ready to bare all in front of people who weren't expec...

The next 24 hour's were a blur of passion and emotion, with a weird feeling we hadn't shared before, peace... For the first time we didn't have such an extremely limited time line, we weren't in a rush and could really enjoy each other's company and our time together. We slept in late and spent every moment possible in the presence of the other. We spent the rest of the weekend in my hotel ordering room service and take out, neither wanted to leave the other's side again. We stayed in my room making love an...

Nathaniel
Recap: Things had moved on a bit since first being contacted by Melanie about her husband, Jonathan's attitude to their beautiful little baby daughter, Julie. Although dutiful, Jon had not made an emotional connection to the child because he was not her natural father; that was the privilege of a big Black Man called Nathaniel. 'Nat', as we know him, is an ex Lover of my own dear Wife Jennifer and we had bumped into each other again when on holiday in Corfu two years ago. Nat, and a heavily pre...

Over the years, Amanda's and my sex life evolved from pretty plain vanilla sex. Many years later Amanda informed me of her sexual activities from before we were married as well as some activities after we were first married.
From flashing to exhibitionism to swinging and even "hot wife" activities we both enjoyed all of these iterations of our sex life....

Amy Makes a Suggestion

"How did your training class go," I asked when she got home.
"It was good, I learnt a few things." We had a bit of a chat. Later in bed I could tell she was a bit stressed and nervous which is unusual.
"What's up, your quiet, usually I can't stop you chatting."
"Oh, is it that noticeable." I nodded. "Can I be frank without you getting upset." Oh dear, what have I done now was my first thought. But I said it was okay....

Anthony and I sat in the backseat of my parents' SUV. We could barely hear my parents muffled talking through the mountains of equipment for our lake trip. Unfortunately for us, this also happened to block a significant majority of the air vents in the back seat.
"You okay back there?" I heard my mom call....

Laura told me this story while slowly giving me a hand job. She knew I loved hearing about her sexual adventures in the past. I had a wife sharing fantasy and thinking about her with ex boyfriends always turned me on.
Laura was in Quebec taking classes in French attempting to learn through immersion. She was doing this to help as she had been transferred into a division at her government job that required her to speak French. She had studied it in school, but she hoped the month in the small French town ...

I'm a 67-year-old gay male. I've lived the good life. Two solid long-term relationships. And I've already outlived most of the males in my family history. I am still in good health. Thank goodness.
I live with a 20-year-old twink. We're lovers. I try to be honest with him. I ask the same. He's a good and decent person. I love him. He doesn't say it much, and that's okay....

Cassie
All characters are 18 years of age and older. If you don't like these type of stories move on.
My sister text me that she was held up at work and would be a lot later than expected. I got this as I pulled up towards her house. Her text also read that she shouldn't be home any sooner than 6 p. m. Cassie would start dinner and that she was sorry but would make it up to me. I smiled at that. My sister or I should say my 'step' sister knew how to make it up....

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Friday
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The alarm on her phone jolted her awake. Carmen was exhausted after yesterday. Her mind had spun going to bed, trying to process it all then her dreams had been filled with sex.
She would have loved to have just relaxed in bed, but she had the early shift today at the coffee shop....

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I have always enjoyed being a travelling salesman. I loved meeting new people, Road trips, hotels, my own time and the money wasn't too bad. I sold milkshake machines to road diners. This story happened in the summer of 2005. I had two successful weeks selling 12 machines to 10 diners....

That day started out like every day, with me on my knees in front of Hank's throbbing prick. I wanted another baby - Hubby liked fucking my mouth and ass more than my pussy.
But I loved giving head, ever since I was a senior cheerleader. The football team called me Cum Gums. All my friends laughed. "Girl, you are what you eat - and you're made out of cum!"...

(This is chapter 3 of BBC and my Wife. I'm going to keep writing and hope some readers out there appreciate it. Positive comments would be encouraging.)
"Humiliation"
Ben is our neighbor and a cop. He's off duty right now. Dressed casually.
I tell him, "They're by the pool."
He goes out there and sees my wife and 8 Black men. All naked. He asks her, "Em you alright?"...

Asking your mother for help and her reaction is to laugh at you doesn't bode well for a young glasses-wearing 18-year-old. My name's Dylan, yes like the poet, but unlike him, I was misnamed. Dylan is a guy with lots of friends who can play any sport, shoot pool, make lasagna and smoke a cigarette, all while looking cool. And he can also get any girl he wants. I just landed my first girlfriend, Tina - also 18 and we were about to "do the deed". Okay, even that is something a cool Dylan would have said in a b...