They went to a room and turned on a red light, indicating others weren't free to join. There was a series of mats, almost like vinyl covered mattresses on the floor and some pillows. There was a box of condoms inside the door and a shelf for towels. Eva put her panties and bra there. Eva hugged Lucas and kissed him, feeling his body up against hers and feeling his hard on lightly pressing between her legs....

This is the first portion of my version of Amber's Birthday Weekend. It takes place after the events of writerinabox version of Neighborhood Chronicles (be sure to check it out, it's really good).
I make no claim to the characters or world which were created by AvidReaderNoviceWriter. This is just a fun project and writing exercise and I've gotten permission from the original authors to continue the story. I've done my best to try to keep the spirit of the original and the characters, but obviously I'm a...

This story has interactions between male-bodied people and penises. If that bothers you, please move along and enjoy most of my other stories. There is also more violence in this story than most of mine.
It was foolish, the sort of thing one would do if one had a death wish, but I had done it anyway, and here I was. The bastard had killed my father, John Grant - not directly, of course, but his goons had - and as his only daughter, I couldn't let it lie. I had the cell phone he always insisted I have on ...

I run a stable operation that's part of a larger ranch. It's located in Colorado, not very close to anything, a good twenty miles to the closest burg. A bunch of horny folks live and work here.
It's a big plot of land. We have a lodge, my stables, fifty acres of flattop land where various grasses grow, six hundred or so more acres of hills, part of a mountain and canyon, three semi-high garages and a barn with farm equipment in it, and a long building with apartments and bunkhouse rooms for the hands. Th...

Forces of Nature

"Come on Lilith! You never want to do anything. It will be fun. It's a sorority party, with a chance of being asked to join."
"Why would I want to go to a party with the possibility of being asked to join a sorority? I don't want to be in a damn sorority."
"Sororities aren't like they have been portrayed in movies and books. They might have been that way at one time but not anymore, or at least, most aren't. They can be helpful with academic pursuits and having been in a sorori...

*They're selling postcards of the hanging...*
Trevor's true childhood hero hadn't been Lebron James, Will Smith, or even Obama: it had been Bob Dylan. He couldn't even remember how he had ended up watching that weird biopic, the one where the singer/songwriter was played by six different actors, but he did, and that got him hooked. Particularly because the first of these six happened to be a black kid, about the same age as he was when he watched it. In the picture, that boy was the nerdy one who wanted ...

"Mom... mom... mom...!"
The voice of Claire's son was but a distant noise, barely audible over the moaning coming from Claire's AirPods.
The woman lay in her bed, one hand holding her phone, her other hand furiously rubbing her clit beneath the sheets. The porn video continued playing, keeping Claire's blue eyes glued to the screen as a woman around the same age as Claire, 35, was in the process of being roughly pounded by another woman significantly younger than with a strap-on silicone dildo too lar...

I am not a writer. This is just an old man writing down a few things from my life. Standard disclaimers apply.
OUCH! Damit that hurt I screamed as I rubbed my busted knuckles. This old Thunderbird is going to be the death of me. Why I decided I needed it is beyond me. Well, this is a perfect time for a beer break. I grabbed a cold one out of the fridge and had a seat on the porch of my shop. As I was enjoying the sunshine I could hear what sounded like a bush hog running deeper in the nearby property. It...

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION. No marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. The story may not conform to our reality. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would ...

I am not a writer. This is just an old man writing down a few things from my life. Standard disclaimers apply.
I stood there staring at my old Harley. It was by far and away loaded down with more gear than I can ever remember. I was amazed at how much crap my wife wanted to take. I had repeated told her no not this or that item. We just don't have room. The bike looked like some homeless person was traveling around. I chuckled to myself. I told her that these rallies' usually have anything one might need...

Hello, I am Nikhita. I am 37 years old. I have been living in Amaravati for 10 years since my marriage. My husband is 42 years old and now he is sexually retired person. I mean he used to fuck me once in a week. By his activities my appetite did not get fulfilled.
In our colony there is rumor that burglars are in motion. And they are entering into the houses of people at night and cleaning away money and ornaments....

My wife Kate runs a small specialty business and does quite well with it. People order specialty items of an unusual type. One of a kind items usually. Something they want that is only done by the "I'll do it Store." You think it up and Kate will try to make it. She has run her small store for six years now and makes a good profit each year....

The sunlight awakens me the next day and again I see Jeremy laying there, half exposed and snoring to himself.
When he wakes up again he mentions how awesome the party was but says nothing about what else happened.
The next month follows much the same, every week or so Jeremy will say my name in that tone, always sending shivers down my spine, before asking me to give him a hand job....

It was my birthday and my husband wanted me to have a good time. So he gathered up some of our mutual friends and went to a nearby bar. One thing you should know about us is that we like to have 3, 4, sometimes even more people at a time when we have sex. However it has always been indoors and private except for the people involved. Little did I know that tonight was going to be different....

Hey guys, here's Chapter 58! I hope you enjoy it. Comments and feedback are always appreciated! I read every single one. Also, please let me know if you spot any mistakes. I upload revisions all the time, and I will correct any errors that are pointed out to me. Just make sure to be specific so that I can find what you're talking about....

Every light in Marcus' brain turned on when his cock pushed inside Jeff's ass. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before. Pushing past the cheeks, his cock was already being cushioned from every direction. Even the sight of himself being sucked into it was taking his breath away.
But then, he felt the pressure of his cock opening Jeff's hole like a blooming flower and it made him groan. Like a key in a lock, it fit perfectly even though he still only had the head in....

"On today's episode of My Secret Past, Zack tells us of an afternoon encounter with an unexpected twist. Zack,"
"Thanks for letting me tell my story. So, yeah, it happened several years ago and it was a first for all of us..."
It was a hot September afternoon, when, after work one day, Anna and I decided to stop by Travis and Becky's house for a beer, and a bowl of some good smoke I had just picked up. Travis welcomed us at the door of their small house and led us to the bedroom. Becky was at work, an...

Hey guys I need to confess something here I was nineteen at the time the events in this story happened. I'm five feet, two inches tall. I have long brown hair and large-ish breasts, though I do wish they were bigger! I do have a toned, athletic, body though from a decade of gymnastics.
I went to a party one Saturday night my sophomore year of college. It was the usual college party! Joel was one of the boys I knew from school. His parents were away and there was a party on at his place. I was still livin...

!! This story is 100% fictional and based off my own wild fantasies and desires. All characters are at least 18 years of age. It contains themes of noncon, if this is for you then enjoy, ps I might this a series <33!!
Ugh. My alarm didn't go off again. I groggily rubbed my eyes and stretched letting out an involuntary groan. I had 20 minutes to get changed, throw on some makeup, brush my teeth, eat a croissant and get out the door. I sighed loudly and got on with each task, carrying out each step with ti...

No sexual involvement of people under 18 is in the story
I was never a studious guy. Theory, books, and learning, all were a burden to me. I liked physical activities: Playing sports, working in our yard, fixing broken stuff at home. You get the picture. In high school, as a tall and athletic student I was on both the football and basketball teams. Of course, whenever both teams were busy at the same time, I decided which one to join. I was so good, that both coaches allowed me this unorthodox privilege....

This is part 10 in Emma's Magic Pussy Adventures. For the back story please read
1) Emma's Awakening
2) Emma's Empowerment
3) Emma Unleashed
4) Emma Becomes a Team Player
5) Emma and Charlie and Brandon
6) Emma and the Proposal
7) Emma Moves In and Training Begins
8) Emma and Charlie and Claire...

Sarah had padded through the living room of her home towards the bathroom. Her entire experience the day before had seemed so surreal. Part of her wondered if there was some sort of gas leak in her office that made her behave the way that she did. And yet, her bare skin still tingled and she could almost still feel the impressions of Eros's rough hands across her breasts and hips. Deep down, she knew it was all real....

The story of Dawn Poltava
Many centuries ago in the dark depths of the Black Forest, lands occupied by peaceful slavic peoples, a little girl lived with an old woman. The girl called the old woman Baba, and the old woman called the girl Malishka. The old woman and the little girl lived alone in the forest, eating food from their small garden and taking shelter in a cozy little hut. The cozy little hut was built from carefully fitted stones and sheltered with vines so that even in the coldest of winter ni...

After washing up I just threw on my pajamas (with a sports bra) and headed up to the house. I walk through the sliding door and since Kelly should be driving and can't look at the cameras; and I don't hear the shower in Kyle's bathroom running, I allow myself time to just look at his room. His probably queen size bed has a black metal headboard with thick bars that look like fencing. He's got a gray comforter, three pillows, white sheets, and his bed is unmade. The basket that had laundry in it this morning...

Dear diary, what a week it sure has been, and I mean that in a good way, even a great way. The kids were at my best friend's house for the past couple days, and my husband at his friends house helping him take care of some things while he recovers from a broken leg.
With the house to myself, I thought that would give me time to get some stuff done without any distractions. Well, I did get a lot done, but I had one hell of a distraction. I'm even arguing with myself as I write this, whether or not I shoul...

Disclaimer: This story might contain exaggerated portrayals of body parts and consensual adult sexual acts. Please exercise judgment to set realistic expectations for yourself about sex and sexuality.
Claimer: This story might just be a revelation to you about man-woman love!
This is a little story about a lecture that began as an expression of outrage, a lecture about love, a lecture a woman gave me -- a woman who was a nymphomaniac and self-confessed semen addict; a woman to whom I was married....

As Ashley sat in the passenger seat looking at her husband in the driver's seat of his old truck, she found herself becoming lost in lustful thoughts. She watched his strong arms as they commanded the wheel and his facial expressions as he reacted to the drivers around him.
Ashley slowly slid the short hem of her sundress up her thighs as she spread her legs letting her fingers wander to her crotch where she pulled her cow print thong to one side exposing her dripping wet pussy. She giggled as she watche...

Explorations 2.0
A note from the author:
This work of fiction is a direct continuation of the story from Explorations 1.0, If you haven't read that one yet, please do. All people, events, and specific places, exist only in my mind and on these pages. Events portrayed are between consenting adults over the age of eighteen. Although it sets a label for the theme of this story, the title "Explorations" primarily refers to the exploration of scenes in my imagination and my ability to translate those into ...

Arabella has been destroyed and her threat of ruling the world as well. Lee and Chrissie are transported to New York City in the year 1910. They are not married and have been separated. Chrissie has adopted the persona of Molly Malone, an Irish immigrant fresh off the ship that sailed into New York City harbor on Ellis Island. Lee is now Scott Sands a policeman but soon tires of the low wages and the routine mundane dullness of cop duties patrolling New York City. Instead he quits when he watches a show wit...

'Don't Look At Me Like That'
An evening of confessions, leads to the awakening of a new relationship dynamic and new discoveries about what turns us on...
**Written by TeasedToTears (on Reddit)**


Don't Look At Me Like That by MistressAzralynn










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