It was a chilly Saturday night in the small town where I went to college, the kind of Saturday night that left you looking for good ways to stay warm. It was early in my freshman year.
I was at a party talking to some friends when I noticed a redhead who popped into the room. She had short but wavy hair, not straight but not too curly, and one of the nicest figures I had ever seen. As I circulated around the room, I was keeping an eye on her. I kept thinking that it would be nice to spend the night with ...

Chapter 2

The apartment held the kind of hush that wasn't just quiet, but charged -- the low, dense silence of a late morning that knew too much had happened the night before. Sunlight slipped through half-drawn curtains, softening the edges of sleek furniture and polished surfaces, but even that light seemed subdued, like it was tiptoeing across the hardwood. Shannon stood barefoot at the kitchen island, wrapped in one of Craig's old T-shirts -- the fabric thin and worn to transparency in places, br...

Jeanne cleaned and arranged the few things inside the building. Going outside to fill a leaky bucket to do a better job. She paused each time to look at the two young women joyfully playing in the water. Jeanne knew she had had a hard life and that it showed. But fondly let one of her hands roam her hip and backside, glad to know that she was still a woman that a man like Rhoar wanted. After cleaning as much as made sense, she had noticed a few herbs and things growing around the buildings and trees. She we...

This was written with the permission and coordination of Iza.
Meeting Iza.
As I started getting older, I stopped running and moved to biking. After running most of my life, including some marathons, my body needed more non-impact workouts, to save my knees.
I liked travelling to other places for the sights, but also getting in some biking to keep healthy and fit. I had decided to take a trip to Canada and I did it in the summer. The weather would be pretty nice up there compared to the hot, humid F...

This story is told from Katie's point of view. It is being adapted from an on going roleplay that we have been wring now for over 3 months. For the other side of this experience--told through Jacky's eyes--check out "Angel's Landing (Jacky's POV)" by Jackhawk. We're writing from opposite ends of the same story, so be sure to follow both to experience it all!...

High School Reunion
By Nutmegman
Briiing, the phone rang in my sisters ringtone. "Hey big brother." She said.
"Hey yourself little and only sister. What's up?" I asked.
"Well, does that offer to visit still stand?"
"As I've told you many times, it's an open ended offer. You're welcome here any time I am not away on vacation. When do you want to come up?"...

Monday afternoon
Brianna was dozing, her body shifted slightly, and her sleep started to break up. She felt her body being turned over, hips positioned on two pillows. She felt her arms being lifted above her head, heard a click, and she could not move her arms apart.
Lauren Gregory smiled. She now had Brianna at her tender mercies, time for Brianna to explore her hidden submissive lesbian desires. She started to gently bring her up to a fully awake state....

Call me George. I'm your average guy: 6 foot, not fit, but not fat, average looking, worked the same, steady job for about six years, eat the same thing for lunch every day, boring type of guy.
I live in a pretty quiet city in the Western United States, population about 50,000. All the modern amenities without the hustle and bustle. The best place for me, honestly, because any more excitement than that would probably make my head explode....

This is a dual author series... check out "Angel's Landing (Katie's POV)" by KatieEmily. We're writing from opposite ends of the same story, so be sure to follow both for the full experience.
"Jacky plays while Katie dreams"
Missy strolls into my office with a cup of coffee for me! Her cute smile always gives me a thrill... and her short skirt working overtime to barely cover her incredible ass, always demands my undivided attention!...

************ Frustrated (II) ***********
As I approach, she's looking at my naked body. Especially, my crotch. She seems nervous. Indecisive. But also filled with lust. With desire.
"What do you want me to do?" I ask.
She looks into my eyes. Back at my now-flaccid rod. She swallows.
"Can I... touch it?" she asks....

The Luckiest Man
My name is Tom Walsh. Not a common name for a guy in his late twenties these days, but I was named after my grandfather. My mother and her sister adored their father. He died way too young, and they agreed whoever had the first child would name him Thomas. My mom won the baby lottery....

There is a local swinger's club not far from where I live. I won't mention the name of the club nor the city where it's located. The club is on two floors of an old commercial building. On the first floor there's a lounge area with a BYOB bar, a stripper pole, dance floor and a DJ. Your basic meet'n'greet place. On the second floor are the party rooms. There are private and semi-private rooms, a large orgy room and a smaller one and too common area rooms. One is set up like a movie theater showing porn movi...

Savannah Affair Part 03
Hank and Bo "Spend Time" Together
This story is entirely fictional--as any real student of the history of the Civil War will attest. Warning: I have done only a little research to ensure the accuracy of the history or the geography. All characters in this story are over 18 when the actions described took place.. © Copyright, 2025, Brunosden....

Tanvi didn't ask too many questions.
The job description was vague: "Content shoot for a fake relationship. Photos only. High compensation. Discretion guaranteed." No brand. No product mention. Just $10,000 and a quiet assurance from her modeling agent that her face would be altered if necessary. AI filters, blurred identities--nothing that would violate her parents' wishes....

~The Gold Digger Doesn't Want Your Son, She Wants You~
I loved the concept of this sexy script by the talented u/icedrake42, so I had to record it for you!
You're suspicious of your son's new girlfriend. She seems sweet, bubbly and sincere, but you've seen her type before and you know she's really after the family fortune. A little talk gets her to confess that yes, she is a god digger in it for the money. But rather than taking a bribe to leave your son alone, she's got another suggestion—she's seen ...

Full title: Please Don't Call Me Bunny. I'm DEFINITELY Not Your Good Little Fuckbunny
You're enjoying a house party with your girlfriend and some of your friends. You're talking about spirit animals and what animal you'd all be. Everything's going well until it's your girlfriend's turn and you say the magic word…...

Once again, I want to thank Gamblinluck and CurrentParameter for all their support and inspiration. I will submit Part 3, which is the final part, of With Friends Like These as soon as this one is published. Thank you to everyone who has supported me on this foray into a different genre.
Part 2
Late into the night, Cindy and Lisa were allowed to take me "home". As soon as we entered the front door, Cindy loudly and firmly commanded me to strip....

On the way home, she is listening to her favorite radio station that plays 80s rock/metal. "Lovin' You's a Dirty Job" by Ratt just finished and the DJ is talking about the song and the band, but now it's 10 pm, which means it's time for the news. Pam drifted away into thought until her cell phone went off. She sees it's Sam......

"Oh fuuuuck... yes..."
John grunted and pushed again.
"Ohhh my... yes, right there, baby..." Carrie's voice strained. He could only imagine the contortions her face was making. "Harder..."
He let out the breath he had been holding unconsciously as his body shook, his muscles seemingly at their limit. "You... sure?" he asked. This has got to hurt....

A young couple learn of a new fantasy and give it a try.
Ed got home from the bar in time for Friday night dinner with Gina. He was always on time and Gina knew she could count on him. Even a little tipsy, Ed was looking forward to a nice dinner and a quiet evening at home. Gina was too. The week was over and life was good....

My boss finally treats me well at work. He's still condescending. Everyone follows his lead and looks down on me. But they treat me nicely. The whole office knows he fucks my wife.
Every Friday he and his friends gangbang my wife.
My boss is teasing me that it's Monster Cock Friday. He makes me hang out with him all day. He gets off on telling me what's in store for my wife....

Jen spent the rest of the flight sitting with us until she had to prepare for landing. By the time the seatbelt light went on, we had shared a lot about our lives and our contact information. She had high hopes that her husband would be very curious to meet us and hinted that he might like to watch us repeat our airplane adventure. I wasn't against it as a concept, but the devil is in the details. I figured that it would probably never happen. I didn't doubt that Daniel was all for it. He would have to be b...

It was the end of our date night. We had been married for a while now and the kids had finally moved out and we were discovering our relationship again. Gone was being a parent and looking after a family. It was time to try and get back to what we had when dating and before kids came along. We tried to go out at least one night a week to have some fun. We had just gotten home, and I was jumping in the shower early so I could settle in to read a book when my wife walked into the bathroom to join me in the sh...

Lupe had a charm to her that was heavily intoxicating. Part of it was the hint of a Spanish accent that she spoke with, which made everything she said seem so exotic and mysterious. Part of it was her long, silky hair that fell like a waterfall of obsidian to her back. Part of it was her cinnamon-colored skin, always so smooth and sensual to the touch. Part of it was the way her eyes sparkled when she giggled so playfully. Part of it was the sheer curvaceousness of her form, which seemed to naturally tempt ...

Glorie's Hole
Kate prepped for her regular Friday night out. She douched, showered and shaved. She laid out some of her expensive, sexy lingerie and killer party dress before putting on her make-up and brushing out her curly, blond, shoulder length hair. She sat at the edge of her bed hopeful but knowing she'll probably be in for another night of disappointment. Typical for a five-five, one hundred-seventy-five pound girl....

All characters are over 18. This story is entirely fictional.
To find out what happened the night before see my story "At the Beach with Becky and Her Sister."
The rising sunlight woke me up from my slumber. I was not sure if what I thought happened was a dream or not. I was still naked and uncovered. My girlfriend, Becky, was still naked, uncovered, and laying with her head toward the foot of the bed. I looked to my left toward the other bed in the room and Becky's sister, Leah, was still naked and u...

Tanya Wise was dressing for bed when the call came in. She almost let it go to voicemail before she saw it was from Leo Tims, her co-worker and best friend with benefits.
"What's on your mind, Leo?" She asked hopefully.
"May I ask you to drop everything and go somewhere?"
"With you? Certainly," she replied. "What's the occasion?"...

Readers: this chapter is a little different and contains some same-sex sex, bdsm and few other things. Enjoy. This story might belong in a different category but this is where Janey started.
With Friends Like These Ch. 06
"I am incredibly nervous, Janey, I mean it," Charles said as we stood shoulder to shoulder on the sidewalk in front of Krissy's apartment building....

"Think of how stupid the average person is, and realize half of them are stupider than that." - George Carlin
You might be waiting for the Bazinga. There is no Sheldon or any of the Cooper family here or any Bazinga to be uttered. Well this is the beginning of a story. A sad story. There are some things that should be instinctual. Something you don't have to tell your young son or nephew....

Chapter Three: Comparing
The door creaks open and Eric walks through with his towel tied low around his hips. Droplets of water slide off his collarbone and down his sides before settling in the V-line of his abs. His body is so incredible and I'm having a hard time trying to uncross the wires of wanting to be him or to be with him. I'm again so lost in my own thoughts of his body that I don't realize he is saying something....