After the girls had left for school, Nora realized it was a good opportunity to have some fun with Tom. Little did she realize as he had been so turned on by her holding, desperation and accidents that he was already planning to initiate the fun.
It was now three weeks after the girls had gone to school, and Tom had calmly asked that Nora poop Sunday evening and prepare to hold it all week. He knew he could justify getting out early most Fridays, so he had an idea for Friday afternoon that Nora would hop...

Being a married man isn't an easy state for dating. But having another woman is always so enticing. In my case, I was open but was not actively trying. And at 38, options rarely come knocking at your door, or do they?
My work group was amazing at previous employer. We went out often, partied and were generally happy as a team. In a group of 6 men and 5 women, jokes were easy, bordering flirtatious and naughty. Inhibitions were little, but people weren't hitting on each other desperately....

It was about two hours before punishment time. Isabella had removed her mini-skirt and was sitting on my chest. Her lovely legs astride my face, her pussy on my mouth. She had slipped a fifty per cent PPP into her vagina. That was her preferred method of PPP delivery. I certainly did not object to her 'preferred method'....

Chapter 10
Priya's pussy in front of him was more trimmed than usual. Her thighs also seemed thicker. Her pussy started to gush again and then stopped. Frank looked up and his brain couldn't make sense of what he was looking at. Priya's stomach and hips, her breasts, looking extra swollen, but then a mess of shapes above her neck. Legs? What was happening?...

Temptation at Eddie V's
The warm glow of the chandeliers bathed the dining room at Eddie V's in a golden light, the soft hum of jazz filling the air as couples sipped their wine and murmured in low, intimate tones. At a corner table, tucked away just enough for privacy yet still in view of the lively restaurant, Carol and George sat across from each other, drinks in hand, the energy between them crackling with unspoken tension....

A short Little Emily Dreams story


Suck, Plug, Spank


by Emily Miller

I'm waiting. Waiting and apprehensive. But also excited. I'm actually a nervous wreck, pterodactyls battling with each other in my churning stomach. My heart beat seems to echo off the walls, and my mouth is dry. I'm sitting on the side of my bed in my studio apartment. Hands clasped. I realize that I'm jiggling my legs, both nervously, and in anticipation....

"Dehs ma lil filly, how you doin dis foine mornin' " a familiar voice boomed behind me.
Robin was swaggering towards me, wearing an open short sleeve leather jacket with a white wife beater underneath. I could see the outline of her slender cut frame.
It was easy to forget she was a woman as well, even her pert AA breasts seemed to overlie her almost square pecs. Her skinny jean seem taught over her muscular legs developed from years of horse back riding....

The story of Alok and Kavita, a young couple. They were in their second years of their job, both worked in the same MNC.
They rented a two-room apartment. The second room was shared with their office colleagues-Rohan and Aarav.
Alok, Rohan, and Aarav were best of friends. They spent all their leisure time together, which used to be movies, games, dining, light trekking over the weekend, and some drinks in the evening....

Samantha had always known that she had no boundaries when it came to sex, at least since she lost her virginity to a 44-year-old associate vice president at her father's company during their annual family picnic when she was just shy of her 19th birthday.
It had been a clandestine affair in a dimly lit laboratory on top of an electronics bench. She had asked to see the lab just so they could have some privacy, and he was, as she suspected, more than willing to oblige her curiosity....

I randomly ended up at a strip club after a night of drinking and celebrating my friend's birthday. I couldn't believe it when my sister in law appeared on the podium. I knew she done it when she was younger to pay her way through Uni but thought that was all in the past.
I tried not to be seen, fearing that it might be awkward for both of us but despite my best efforts, she saw me and to her credit, she carried out the rest of her routine perfectly. I did my best to maintain eye contact with her but I k...

Words from a Country Song - Chapter 07
This one is based on the song "Redneck Yacht Club." It was written by Thom Edward Shepherd and Steven J. Williams, and was recorded by Craig Morgan.
I did something a little different this time and used some of my favorite characters from my story "Bad Hair Day". The subject matter of this song certainly fits right into their world. You'll need to read that one if you're curious about the relationship between Amber and JT....

A/N - Australian / British standard English. There is a good chance of reading the following: lots of profanity, characters drinking, typos, and bad grammar at times.
Proofreading and editing suggestions provided by OhDave1. Any mistakes are still mine.
Comments are appreciated as always.
Feedback by email is always welcome. Enjoy chatting with anyone who likes my work....

[Author's note: Harper James has turned to hypnotic scripts as therapy for her anxiety condition. However, they are opening up a new world of possibilities for her and her husband Peter.]
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ELECTRIC DREAMS
Mondays at the mall were hit and miss. Sometimes the store was dead all day, and sometimes Harper would be rushed off her feet because there was an event organized. Today, there was some show going on in the main concourse as she stepped out of the store to grab lunch. She threaded through the ...

Outside of her boss's door, Sarah Miller stood on shaking legs as the heat between her thighs started to slowly subside to a lower degree than the fever flushing her face in embarrassment and arousal. She couldn't believe that she had just eavesdropped on her boss and his wife having sex in his office and rather than give them their privacy, had slipped down to her knees and put her hands underneath her skirt and played with herself....

IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTERS...
After the long trip which had brought Eluan from the Tower of the Sun, to the city of Hadun and the court of Duchess Sung, the Princess and their escort are enjoying some peaceful days of relaxation in the Palace of the Thousand Flowers, waiting for the Duchess to provide her response to Queen Hailey's letter....

Paul Whitmore and his beloved wife, Whitney Jennings-Whitmore of Amarillo, Texas, are having a special day. The tall, silver-haired and blue-eyed Texan man and his tall, curvaceous, blonde-and-silver-haired, green-eyed wife are enjoying the company of their former foster daughter Anjali Shaji and her fiancé Suleiman Aboubacar. The curvy, Kerala-born young Indian-American woman and her tall, handsome African Muslim fiancé look great together. The two of them met at the University of Houston. Paul and Whitney...

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a soft, ethereal glow over the ancient stone walls of the mansion. Inside, the air was thick with anticipation, the kind that always lingered when Elias and Damien were alone.
Elias, a vampire who had lived centuries, had been so relieved when Damien stumbled into his life. A mortal with a soul full of light and a heart full of curiosity, Damien had unknowingly been woven into Elias' existence long before they met. It's a classic dilemma, a tragic immortal destined, ...

I woke sleepily when I heard the door as it sucked the air out of the house with a quiet whisper. Sue was home. I could sleep now. I happened to notice the green numbers mocking me on the alarm clock by my bedside. 4:04.
I heard her feet padding across the white oak flooring of the living room. She'd taken off her shoes. I heard the soft rustle of her coat as she took it off and put it away somewhere. I knew she had reached the second floor by the slow creak of the floorboard at the top of the stairs. A ...

Twister skulked towards the mansion. The black leather of her costume blending into the long shadows of the street. She wore a black leather jacket and pants, all with a pattern of leather bands with yellow stitching, meant to evoke a tornado. A black leather mask obscured her delicate features, leaving only the tan skin of her mouth and cheeks exposed. Her straight, black hair fell to her shoulders....

Part 1
"I love to obey... I love to obey"
I didn't know what I was looking at. I came back to the office to grab some files. I thought there might still be a few of my employees working. But I certainly didn't expect to see Heather slumped over in her chair saying she loved to obey with Connor standing over her....

Chapter 1: Facing Fate's Knock
Rose's eyes fluttered open, greeted by the soft glow of her alarm clock. It was 6:30 AM, and the warmth of her bed beckoned her to linger. She stretched, arching her back and extending her slender arms above her head, giving a yawn to signal the start of her day. Her petite frame, clad in a simple cotton t-shirt and panties, shifted under the covers and her hand snaked out to hit the snooze button. Despite her youthful appearance - often mistaken for a college student - Ros...

The March drizzle clung to their clothes as Ryan and Megan trudged back from the deli, paper bags crinkling under their arms. Ryan, all five-foot-six and 135 pounds of wiry optimism, clutched his bag like a trophy, his faded blue T-shirt damp at the shoulders. Megan, a petite five-foot, hundred-pound wisp beside him, hugged hers tighter, her oversized hoodie swallowing her perfect frame. Her blonde hair stuck to her cheeks, and she flicked it away with a huff, balancing the bag on her hip....

This is a slow burn romance series that contains femdom, humiliation, and non-consensual themes. Some chapters are far less erotic than others because this is a long series. This chapter contains very sensitive themes.
Chapter 22
Abuse...
For as long as I can remember, I was surrounded by abuse. My very first memories as a little girl were of my mom holding me down by the hair and smacking me on the back of the head....

CHAPTER ONE
The throne room was uncomfortably quiet, except for the faint sound of my own breath on the stone tiles. My father, King Malik, was tall in his golden armor, his broad shoulders squared under the heavy weight of his crown. Time had turned him hard. The once gentle ruler who had taught me to ride horses, who'd helped me decipher star charts, had become a stranger. His dark hair, now laced with gray, his face etched into a mask of chill determination. His eyes, bright and calculating, revealed ...

Author's Note:
'Beloved' is an actual story, with *le gasp* a real, honest-to-god plot and character development. So if you haven't read the previous chapters yet, you will be entirely lost if you try to read this - For optimal enjoyment, please go read the rest of the series first. I promise it's worth it!<3...

Sarah's a Good Roommate - Chapter 3
Saturday morning 8am, week 2
Sarah jogged up the stairs as is her usual regime. Her run had been a nice break. Music pumping in her AirPods, working up a sweat and mostly forgetting the mess she was in. The fresh air, early morning sun had done wonders, but every so often she'd feel a little sick when the memory of last night came back....

Morning came as Bradley rolled over on top of Kyle who was sleeping on his belly. The pair were still naked from their shower the night before. Kyle opened his eyes as he felt a hand run under him to his cock.
"My turn to tie you up and surprise you today," Bradley said as his hand felt Kyle's penis start to grow erect. "Maybe you want to pretend you are being raped too," Bradley said squeezing the hardening flesh in his hand causing Kyle to moan....

Selling the Law

I wrote her information down on my pad and said, "Well, thank you for your time, ma'am."
The elderly woman standing in her front doorway smiled and said, "I'm sorry I couldn't be more help, detective."
I looked at her from my pad, smiled and said, "It's okay, Ms. Forrester. It seems no one in your neighbor saw or heard anything that day. Thank you for your time."...

Prologue
Charlotte was out of Alex's league and he knew it. His fingers tapped the table in the dimly lit restaurant as he waited for her to arrive. He'd researched about a hundred different restaurants in their university town for the perfect place to spend their six-month anniversary. It was the sort of place where the wait staff were rude to you and you paid extra for the privilege, especially on a Friday night. He hoped it would be up to Charlotte's standard....

The apprentice girl was kneeling outside by a pot of calamondin tree and touching its little golden fruits when Poppy arrived. She glanced over her shoulder, saw Poppy's black dress waving by, and opened her mouth a little.
The widow stepped in without a word.
The girl rose and followed her inside. It was a small shop, and she moved slowly through it. Poppy lingered at each plant, bidding farewell to their leaves and petals with her fingers like a blind poet. Nearby, the apprentice wiped her hands on ...