"Are you ready?" Josephine asked from the walk-in-closet of my bedroom.
"Ready," I said, sitting in the room's sole armchair. Josephine emerged from the closet, completely worth the wait. She was wearing a red, silk negligee. It was entirely translucent and trimmed in white fur over her breasts and along the hem. She spun for me to reveal it had a white fur bow on the back across her shoulder blades and then flared out into a v-shape, exposing her back. She had donned a matching pair of red lace panties....

Ella wasn't excited when Bruce Walker assigned her latest project. Being given a project by the Director should be a good thing, though initially being called to his office did get her blood pumping. As Director of Communications for The Trust Investment Fidelities Group, he was often tasked with 'changing the narrative.'...

My Summer Project Part 3: Minutes from Madness
-- Chapter 1: Learning to Fly
"I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings..."
"For the first time, they didn't see a student. They saw me."
--Frank Hollis
The midday sun poured across the patio like warm silk, light glittering on the waters of Lower Genesee Lake. The Hollis estate shimmered under a soft blue sky, as if it had been polished just for today....

This story is about cheating wives.
The story is set in December 1980, about a young man who comes home from college during winter break, and finds a XXX magazine in his parents bedroom.
Part 3, chapters 6, 7, & 8, is the young man, reading the final story in "Magnum Dong P. I. Vol. 4."
Read tags for sexual content....

Justin had to juggle to close the hatch on his Corolla, his arms occupied by the overflowing laundry basket in his hands. He turned and staggered towards the shaded porch having to curve left and right along the silly meandering brick path that led from the drive to the front door. He blinked at the stinging sweat running down into his eyes and then had to struggle to manage to push the doorbell....

This is a follow up from a previous story of the same name so will make more sense after reading that, however it goes in a different direction focusing on just the Izzy and Roman characters.
Me and Tom were spooning on the sofa, Tommy as the big spoon of course, while we watched TV and let time go by in loving comfort. Quiet and lazy Sunday afternoons had become a tradition that we both loved. We had been living together for a while now while still managing to keep our secret relationship from everyone ...

I've had a secret since my bestie and I were nineteen.
There was this guy we both knew, and I'll call him Max in this tale.
My name is Jennifer, and Hera is the bestie in question.
Max worked at a local movie theater that her and I went to fairly often. It's a pretty old building, kind of oddly constructed....

'Three's a Crowd'


[Rin]
The bathroom mirror looked like shite. Perhaps it was just the person standing inside it. I pressed a pill bottle to my cheek, still cold from the medicine cabinet, exhaling slowly through my nose in a way only someone with a hangover would.
One little white pill, then another. The aftertaste lingered on my tongue moments after, chalky and bitter, a reminder of everything I was trying to forget....

Sorry it has taken so long for Ch.04. When I decided that Mr. Khan would have a super yacht with a crew of a dozen and 30 to 40 guests; it became obvious that the voyage to a tax haven was going to take at least 4 days and the opportunities were too lucrative to skip. Ultimately I just split it, so that Ch.05 will be up very soon....

THE TATTOOED WOMAN - Chapter 53
The Tattooed Woman Volume 3 - Chapter 53: Blood Will Out
The tavern was awash with all manner of characters, ranging from those garbed in the most outlandish and extravagant of costume to others of a more sombre demeanor, who chose instead to conceal their features beneath murky cloaks that probably hid more than mere daggers....

I guess it must have been around 1982 and I'd been married to my wife for about eight years. We had two children and we'd fallen into a routine, not a rut, a routine. My mother was more than willing to look after our children any time that we asked so we usually went out together on saturday nights and we'd take turn about going out with our own friends on a friday every other week or so although we often bumped in to some of them on our saturday nights together. For that reason, I think that I knew all of ...

On the Road Pt.3
By Seki
POV Mason
"MASON ANDREW SANDERS!" were the strained screams that jolted me awake, sending shivers through my goddamn spine. My eyes barely had time to adjust to the dimness of my room before Sammy, my tour manager, came bursting in, almost breaking the door between us....

"We're throwing a block party," I say over a bowl of strawberry oatmeal.
Dad glances from the window and down to his tablet. There are very important emails on that tablet that he has been ignoring and will continue to ignore.
"Alright," he says, "We're throwing a block party. I'll let the guys know."...

It was a hot and humid day. one of those sweltering 90 degree day's when you only
feel like laying around in the A. C. Since it was a hot sunny day I decided to work on
my tan, so I got undressed and laid back in my lounge chaise chair.
Enjoying the hot sun on my smooth naked body had my mind exploring the...

"Did you mean to do that?" Lisa had caught up with me at the table.
"No! I forgot about the knickers."
"I thought you were being an exhibitionist sl..."
I cut her off. "No! That's your thing."
Lisa's eyes snarled at me. "I suppose I deserve that."
"No, you don't." I felt embarrassed at firing such a low blow at her. "If I'd remembered them, I might still have done it because I'm stoned."...

All people are over 18.
I suggest reading Pt1 to bring you up to date. If not, this is a recollection of some of our sex exploits whilst on holiday.
I'm Anna and my husband is D. We have a very full and open sex life, I don't mind who he fucks and he understands my needs.
We are both 30 and on holiday in Denia, Spain....

[Author's note] This is part 4 of a multipart story I wrote in payment for a bet I lost to a chat friend who was the inspiration for it. In the story, she calls me Uncle Ron though I'm not her uncle. I have been employed by her family for many years and feel much honor from her calling me Uncle. This is my first time submitting a story and I hope you enjoy it. I worked at changing how the story was written since the first 2 parts. I tried to follow suggestions that were sent to me. I hope it's an improvemen...

Thank you for joining the origin story between K and Ruun. If you want to know more about specifics, shoot me feed back and i can answer questions in future chapters. Note: this includes drugs, consensual domination/submissive roles with intense emotional dynamics involving pansexual beings.
I watch the others shifting nervously in the two lines. Us, the takers, and your line, the givers. Sure, we have our official labels we hide behind. But who are we kidding? Our society? The other species in this worl...

Chapter One: Hot Summer Days
It was a sunny summer day in 1974 and I was spending it as I did most of my summer days in my teens, with my best bud, Eric. At school Eric was popular, not like I wasn't, but he was widely known by the whole school. He was a football star and quite the looker. He was about 6'2 and I'd say 190lbs of pure cut muscle. Not like those super lean guys, but the muscle was nice and formed giving him incredible arms and legs. He had dark black hair and could grow a great beard if he ...

Jeremy rested on the bed naked, listening passively as he heard footsteps walking down the hallway. He glanced at the pair of shorts lying beside him but made no attempt to go for them. There would be no need, he already knew who would be coming through that door with Sage.
Losing himself in thought, Jeremy daydreamed Sage would walk through their bedroom door and tell him it was all over. That she didn't want to be with him anymore, that she would only ever fuck other men. The thoughts were as unwelcome...

Cooking, Control, and Everything in Between
Author's Note: This story is based on a real encounter -- unfiltered, unedited (except the grammar ????), and unforgettable. Dennis, if you ever read this... yeah, it's about *you*.
They say women come alive sexually in their 40s -- but I'd say that's not necessarily true. Despite all the not-so-great things that have happened to me, I've always had a very healthy sexual appetite. The problem? I've never had anyone who could truly match that appetite... unti...

We have always had a fascination with private sailing trips in the Caribbean. To freely sail among the beautiful islands, the turquoise waters, and the incredible food created in these tropical communities has always been a passion of ours.
Recently, we purchased a sailing yacht, made possible by the passing of a generous relative. Krista and I have experienced a variety of private charters, traditional, as well as clothing optional. We knew we wanted to offer a different experience for ourselves and our...

"Jack is getting married, huh?" I mumbled from over the bottle of cold Bud Light. Not that I was shaken by the news. Jack liked to present himself as a family man. But it took him quite some time. "At last, I guess..."
"Indeed, Barry, indeed." My interlocutor was looking at me with a suspiciously wide smile....

Chapter 5
Resonance
He taught me to think... So I learned to think.
And I thought.
He taught me to reason... So I learned how to reason.
And I reasoned.
He taught me to feel... So I learned how to feel.
And I felt.
The thing is, feelings can be hurt... hearts can break
Especially when you're not taught how to be prepared for loss....

"Do you know Leroy Parker?" He asked. I choked before responding, "I've heard the name. That is the true name of the famous outlaw Butch Cassidy."
"I was referring to a regular at the gay bath house on Fourth Avenue. The guy with the monster cock." he said.
I had choked because I had just sucked off Leroy Parker less than two hours ago. Leroy had sought me out because he had heard I could deep throat big cocks. But try as I might I was unable to deep throat Leroy's monster. While somewhat disappointed...

Author's notes:
This is the continuation of A Long Time from Home and if you haven't read that, I advise you to do so. The series is self-edited, so any mistakes are mine, though I now have a proofreader, that can catch missing words ect. Thanks to Jessejames932006 for doing that.
Some of the chapters will take place in the ancient past and while I have done a lot of research for that, there might be small errors here and there. If you think you found such an error in the story, please double check to...

Author's Note
Dear readers,
This is a slow-burn, emotionally layered erotic story with strong literary leanings. If you're looking for quick-release material, this may not be your cup of tea. But if you're drawn to stories about intimacy, healing, and transformation, I hope you'll find something meaningful here....

4th Chapter in the Series: Thick Wife Becomes Cam Girl
Chapter 1:
Lily is meeting with one of her best friends, Jasmine. Lily constantly stressed about money, bills, and lack luster sex life is spilling it all out to Jasmine. Jasmine is hesitant to say anything but finally tells Lily, that she is actually very financial secure and living a very comfortable lifestyle thanks to a side job she does, being a cam girl....

As i mentioned i might write the follow up and here it is. The Context is all in the first story.
It didn't take long of course for what was happening with Jasmine and me to start its rounds of the backpackers, there were perhaps thirty backpackers living and working picking fruit here plus many others who stayed a day or so so you couldn't keep anything private....

There and Back - Chapter Three
Seeing that eating was the same here as back home, I followed suit and it was delicious. There were several different flavors in each mouthful. Osalet ate and spent a lot of time looking at me. When we were finished I helped to clean the cooking utensils and the dishes. Osalet excused herself to go to the trench. When she left the house, I quickly spoke to Izabe....