"I told Michelle today what we decided on." I was sitting in my office at work when I received that text from Taylor.
"How did she take it?" I typed out and sent back to her.
"Pretty good, actually. I just told her that while we were out backpacking, we came to realize that we love each other too much to keep letting you sleep with her. I asked that she respect our decision and to not make any problems and she said of course and that she had been thinking the same thing," read Taylor's message a few m...

It all began with a simple ".. Jesus I need some sunshine.." as Mark and I stared out at the pouring rain from the bar room window.
Three days later we were checking in to a fabulous hotel on the Costa del Sol, Spain!!
Mark is my best friend, we've known each other since high school.
We have no secrets or skeletons, we know literally everything about each other, when I'm in trouble or need a shoulder to cry on or even just someone to go out with he'll drop everything and rescue me....

My husband Jack and I along with our three children were sitting in Chucky Cheese eating horrible pizza on a rainy Saturday when the Armstrong's stopped by to chat. Beth Armstrong had been a close friend before I cheated on my husband and now she barely acknowledged me, holding onto her husband like I was going to steal him. Yes I stole, or should I say borrowed someone else's husband but that was three years ago. I had learned my lesson and was probably safer than any other woman in here....

Readers, I have taken some details from a previous true, story and woven them into this one. Some of the events in this story are also true. Names and some events changed to protect the wicked. Please enjoy.
Out of the Ashes Part 2, Jilly joins the team
As Evelyn Williams walked into the reception she tried to keep an outward air of calm, but inside she was full of excitement. Her next few words and actions would have a life-changing affect and she was sure she had made the right decision....

She approached the desk and saw the note, "Thanks, Olivia. You are one hot fuck, and my fantasy was overshadowed by the reality of your big tits, tight cunt, and you're fucking and sucking skills. Can't wait for our next get together."
Olivia smiled reading his words and folded the note and put it back on the desk near the lamp....

Christy spent her college years living it up. Tall, fit, and blessed with beautiful perky 34C's, she'd grown used to being checked out by men--and she liked the attention, most of the time.
By the spring before the junior year of college, she was looking for something more exciting, so she jumped at an exchange slot at École Polytechnique outside Paris....

The CP is intended to be an anthology series, one that I will add new stories to periodically; probably every few weeks. Each story will be stand-alone and have its own main characters, though some people will appear in several tales. The connective tissue is provided by a public pool, located in an East Coast college town....

Introduction:
Some desires stay buried. Others find a way to look back at you.
Tamara thought she had everything a stable relationship, a quiet life, a body that slept beside love each night. But one glance across the courtyard changed everything. One man. One silence. One unbearable gaze.
The First Glance begins a slow, dangerous unraveling: voyeurism turned obsession, hunger turned ritual. As lines blur between love and lust, guilt and need, Tamara's world becomes a mirror reflecting every secret...

Author's Note:
This chapter marks a small but intentional shift in tone. While this story has primarily explored heterosexual intimacy, Chapter 2 touches on themes of curiosity, submission, and emotional complexity--including a brief but significant moment of bi-curious confusion from Charles. This is not the dominant focus of the story, but it is part of his evolving arc of vulnerability, power, and identity as the story progresses in this chapter and beyond. If that's outside your usual taste, I encour...

In September of last year, my mother and I moved into an older apartment complex on the West side of town, a few miles from our old house. I had just turned eighteen about a week before my father decided he wanted a divorce. My name is Bonnie, and this is how I got to know the old man in apartment J....

Hey all, sorry it has taken me so long to get this next part up. It is a real struggle to get the editing done on these. Trying to make sure that the rpg system makes sense, and it is going the way I want it to is a lot of work. I have another part nearly done with its first draft and hopefully I will be able to go through it and get it posted in less than a month this time....

Pat and I began texting regularly. We arranged for me to visit him Saturday around noon. I was told not to bring anything or dress. The week flew by and soon I was walking in his front door.
On the coffee table was a blue cheer leader outfit, fishnet bodysuit, a pink wig and some make up. "Dress for daddy." Pat said....

The Man
Mike Ledur
All Rights Reserved
In April 2025, people throughout the world were celebrating the end of Covid-19. We'd had moments like this before, in 2022, when people assumed there was no need for masks, only to be followed by an eighth wave and a new round of cases and deaths. But this time, the experts told us it was really over. The case numbers dwindled to almost zero....

Ok so let's recap. My name is Skylar. I'm 18 years old, I'm a high school Senior who plays softball, and my boyfriend of 4 1/2 years Marshall recently broke up with me. Here I am in my Coach's office, Coach McMichaels, and after a conversation we had, she's now kissing me on my neck which is really turning me on. Now that we're all up to speed, let's continue....

CHILDREN OF THE VORTEX: MIDNIGHT'S SON
Chapter One: Opening Moves
By FinalStand
*When heroes embrace expedience, villains can be made heroes by necessity*
'Blips' -- normal humans who spontaneously evolve into a super-being ~ usually rather weak, or short term ~ burning out, or being consumed by their powers....

I just turned 25, and I'm recently single after a 4-year relationship. That's not true; we broke up almost a year ago, and I am at my wits' end with being alone.
My name is Sidney Harrison Newman -- fuck I know my mom was a fan of Harrison Ford and Sidney Poitier, thank God, she didn't name me Paul. Objectively, I'm in great shape, have been told I'm handsome, and generally, am a good guy. I'm 6'2" tall, with blond hair, emerald-green eyes, 44" chest, 30" waist, 8-pack, nice cum gutters, bubble butt, and...

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Comments are appreciated.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters involved in sexual activity are at least 18 years old. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental.
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Sunday evenings at the grocery store are crowded; working moms are stocking up for the week....

Thank you @Kenjisato
The four young women were ushered to the chairs, near the pool, by the cabana boy: walking past a cabana of shirtless finance bros pounding their chests and a magnum bottle of Grey Goose. Before the women had a chance to lay out in their chairs, the men approached them with an invitation to come hang in the cabana. In typical hot-New York-girl fashion, they declined their initial catcalling in lieu of relaxing in the scorching Vegas sun....

This is the final chapter of Waiting, but Miss Ginny loves sex and she loves her job, so let's finish this stage of her life...
Mr. Cloister was a joy to engage with. He was in his late 60's, so he was raised to treat women with great respect, but he did not expect me to enjoy my womanly duty. He remained constantly aware of my comfort while he used me, but he expended no effort in trying to make or help me to enjoy a cum....

Author's Note, Thanks again to kenjisato for editing and suggestions.
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Antonia Larcia was not in the habit of attending slave sales in the nearby village. But her steward, Castus, had persuaded her that more slaves were needed for the estate, and this time, perhaps out of boredom, she joined him on this warm summer morning. Besides, the household could use more servants, and here, she could approve of them herself on the spot....

This two-part story follows from several earlier ones. You can find my recommended reading order at my author page. If you're starting here, that's fine, I hope the story stands alone.
If you do want to know more about background, this story is mostly dependent on Mentor, though of course that's dependent on earlier stories - see the recommended reading order. It also contains heavy spoilers for Mentor, since it's set two years after the end of that story....

I make no claims on this being even a basic guide on how to change your life or (virtual) cuckold your husband and at best it can only be considered a guide in how i changed my life and (virtual) cuckolded my husband but hopefully you'll pick up a few tips from my 10 years of experiences and maybe even give me some fresh ideas!...

Hello to all my horny readers! Here is the thrilling conclusion to Pulling Weeds. Please leave comments and let me know how many loads you're donating to my stories. My summer is light so I should be able to publish a little more frequently. Enjoy lovelies!

Pulling Weeds: Part 2

Shawn flipped through the three $20 bills from another satisfied customer. His solo trip had proved successful, and he was feeling good as he walked back to his truck. Shawn wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he always g...

As I awoke, memories from the night before rush through my mind. "Wow" is all I say to start my day as I go to rub the sleep from my eyes. As I try to move my arm, more memories flood my thoughts and I look over to find myself still bound to the bed. As I blink it's hard to clear the crust from my eyes, I quickly realize that this is not just the remnants of a normal sleep but the result of my night that was the collumination of all my hidden fantasies. Fantasies I had categorized in my dreams as only that,...

That night Mary stripped off and ran her hands over herself. Admiring herself. She had to admit she was hot. Gravity-defying tits, sensitive as well. Her clit was big, though, and she was hoping it didn't get any larger.
She was getting more frustrated. Feeling so naughty, Mary walked into her lover's room to spend some time earning the points so that she can be fucked hard when the femsuit arrives....

The billionaire's doctor
The journey starts
Actors
Doctor Holger Heidenheim--celebrity doctor, young, handsome, open-minded
Konrad Bergemann--retired multi-billionaire, almost 60, enterprising, and mysterious
Camilla, his wife--30 years younger, beautiful, boyish, and not averse to adventure...

Drugs, sex, and a night forgotten.
Part 2
Later that evening as we sat on the couch watching TV, Lucy made a call to her new beau-friend. She started to get up and leave the room, but I stopped her. "Whatever you have to say to him you say it in front of me, or it doesn't get said." My demand surprised my wife, but she set back down next to me and continued her conversation with her fuck buddy from last night....

The news on TV last night had said that the weather for the weekend was going to be the warmest of the Finnish summer thus far. The stresses of his end of year school exams were over, and Mikael decided that he would spend some of the morning rollerblading over the quiet roads near his home and keep up his fitness in this way, just as many of his ice hockey teammates did....

It was such an ordinary thing.
Jill was texting, with intent on her phone, and then her work phone rang, the insistent sounds coming from the kitchen where she had left her bag. She leapt from the lounge and skipped to the work phone, which she answered after checking the caller id. It was her boss David, who was apologising for the evening interruption, and then the two went in to the weeds of a work conversation....

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I never thought I'd liked threesomes. Too much eye contact. Too many elbows. Too much potential for things to go wrong. But this one came with MI6 clearance.
It started on my last day in Manila. I saw her through a swarm of sweating tourists and brown-skinned locals.
She sliced through the crowd like a wire through clay. Local, no doubt. Almond eyes, slightly slanted. Long, dark, wavy hair that looked styled but probably wasn't. Her purple dress popped against the market's dull browns and greys. ...