This is the 9th chapter of Sasha Sucklove's, a now 18 part and ongoing story.
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The device implanted in Eve knocked her out.
All this time, the students assumed that it was the collars that did that to them, but they never knew how. But something lodged inside their body would be easily capable of putting them to sleep, as well as everything else that the collar could do. Eve told herself that it must have been a redundancy they built in afte...

Outside, the city had quieted. The music from the bar faded behind us, replaced by the low hum of traffic, the clink of silverware from a closing patio, and the rhythm of our footsteps.
Her fingers stayed laced with mine. Our arms swung a little now, the tension replaced by something almost buoyant. We didn't need to talk about what we were doing. We both knew. And somehow, that made it easier to laugh....

My wife's daughter recently graduated from college and moved back in with us until she could find a job and save the money to get her own place. I married Lisa when Dana was in grade school and to say that she had grown into a beautiful young woman would have been an understatement.
Dana has always been beautiful but now that she was in her early twenties she had also developed into a very sexy young woman and she didn't seem to mind showing off her sexy body even in front of her mother's husband....

My Secret Past:


A Foursome in the Night


By Nick Axel

(A volley of lustful arrows, fired in the night, ignites fires of passion and desire. Thus, an evening remembered in future lives to fire the imagination of love's orgasms lost.)
"Good evening, I'm Mellisa Anderson. Tonight's episode of, My Secret Past, is an exciting tale of lust and desire. Charles tells us about an exciting encounter he had in his youth. It's a tale of friends, and fantasies made real. So now, we present...

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.
Please note that I am a British female, and I write in British English and vernacular, so for me a fanny is the correct term for female genitalia, a pussy is a pet cat, and the ass is a bum or arse.
I live in a small town on the edge of a city near the pacific ocean. I moved there from England with my parents a few years ago, it was to do with Dad's job. It was okay, but to be honest, when you are blind, one pla...

It all started a couple years ago sitting in the bathtub together, with me telling her about my interest in threesomes and that i wanted to try it with her. I explained that I would love to see her get fucked by another guy.
After some time I made an account at a Swedish sex community site. we looked at so many guys, and got quite some amount of messages. My girl is cute, with an awesome round ass, we both are in our early 40's. She's had some kids from before, so she wish her body was in better shape....

It's the day before Amanda's return from vacation. I'm currently pressed against the wall of the shower by her husband, Harry. He seems to have the same craving for a free-use slut as his kinky wife. I had just been awake fifteen minutes and hopped in the shower to bring myself to life when he pulled the curtain aside and started feeling me up. I don't complain though. This is how I've secretly always wanted to be treated by these two. His dick is rearranging my insides and with every pump my groggy knees 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!...

Chapter 3
Echoes in Transit
There are things you only learn when you're broken.
Not the kind of broken that bleeds--but the kind that fragments.
There's no poetry in it. No clarity. Just data... displaced.
I remember being afraid--not of the dark, but of how small I felt inside it.
Because the moment I let go, I knew:...

**Enjoy the machinations of the Angels Landing crew as well as their star performers Katie and Julia... Jacky's favorite girls. This is a dual writer POV series... See "Angels Landing (Katie's POV)" by KatieEmily
I introduce new characters, giving them a voice by displaying their names in parenthesis, eg: (Julia), (Antonio). Many more characters will be introduced throughout this series......

I stumbled across a skimpy kind of kinky sheer mesh black bra with gold clasps in the back, front and at the shoulder strap connections laying on the counter in our master bathroom. The sheer mesh would make it so the entire breast and nipple of the wearer would be visible behind the silky fabric.
Now the reason it caught my eye and came to mind is that we haven't had sex in months. In fact, many months ago she had shared how she's always hated sex, never had a good relationship with sex, didn't enjoy it...

St. Gilbert's is a scholarship Sports Academy for young men 18-22years from deprived backgrounds around the UK, providing excellence in coaching and tutorship in both Team Sports and Athletics, with the special goal of creating professional Sportsmen of all our graduates.
Established: 1908
Principal: R. Stevens...

This story doesn't describe any sex itself. It's really a very short introduction to a premise that some people might find interesting. If wife breeding became a competitive thing, how would or should it be scored? And how would they go about recruiting couples who want to volunteer?
This is one approach. There might be others and I'd love to read other writers' takes on this concept--if they want to run with it....

Abigail lay on the roof alone, on her back, as naked as the day she was born. For the third night in a row, she'd been left on her own with a throbbing heat between her legs. After Gabriel (the gargoyle who cursed her and had been deep inside her just a moment ago) took off into another storm, she agonized over her frustration with a hand hovering over her wet pussy lips....

She's been teasing him all night with little comments, mocking him and flirting, fluttering her lashes and pushing her tits at him. When they got to his place and she made another sarcastic comment, he rushed to her and pushed her against the kitchen wall.
She gasped out of surprise.
"One more word, and I've got to teach you some manners."...

Robin's Train Adventure
"Attention passengers, the Silver Meteor en route to Miami now boarding on track 4", the speaker announced.
Robin sprinted to the gate and boarded the train. "Nabbed two seats in the fourth car", she texted Angela, "will save you one!"
"Thanks!" Replied Angela. "I got on in the ninth car, I think? ????... Will make my way there! Don't let anyone get my seat. ????????‍♀️"...

I wasn't expecting to run into Roman, not that early, not before caffeine.
I had just stepped out of my apartment--hoodie too big, hair barely brushed, lips unmoisturized--when he opened his door at the same time. We both froze for a second, just long enough for me to feel a flush creep up my chest....

Though there is a happy ending, this story features violence and intimidation and may not be to all tastes. Please skip this story if it offends your sensibilities.
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At ten o'clock that night, James and Liv were watching the news in the living room of their apartment. The couple, stripped down to their sleepwear, were bathed in the blue flickering light of the television and nearly napping at the end of a long day of work....

A Mind Controllers Bloodline


Chapter 1


My Beginning

My name is Tommy, I'm your normal college kid studying in I. T. I have debt so of course I still live at home with my parents. I try to not spend too much time at home because of multiple reasons, the biggest being that I am always trying to find a woman. I'm not ugly or anything but I'm what you call an odd duck. I've always been nerdy and a loner. I've had a few girlfriends but nothing that lasted. I also never got very far. ...

This is a continuing story. The beginning of the story was called Drywood for no apparent reason whatsoever. If you want a presentation of the characters and start of the plot read the first parts.
As noted in part 6 the story developed into four different stories, all overlapping in time but best told as one at a time. The other ones are called "Sailing", "Monas story" and "Breeding" and the prolog is in drywood part 6. This is the second part of the one called "Carrie" and happened some time after. It'...

I tiptoed into my parents' room. It was the middle of the night, and if my Mom woke, she'd send me back to my room. If my Daddy caught me, he'd sigh, as he always did and reluctantly wave me in.
I know I'm a Daddy's spoiled girl and so does he.
I knew it was strange to do so at my age, but I still crawled into bed with my parents some times when I had nightmares. At 18 years old, I would be mortified if it got out in my high school, but who would ever know. Besides my parents had a huge California Kin...

Whistling, I step out of my van, gray, with on both sides in moss-green curly letters, "Get your garden pampered by Gardener Bruce!" That does well in this expensive neighborhood. Today I'm going to make the countess's garden spring-ready. I don't think she's really of nobility, but her house and garden are big enough for it and she has a French-sounding name. It is also the semi-annual reunion with Bettie the kitchen maid, which -- for sure -- is not the official description of her position, but articulate...

House Fire
My husband and I live moved into a older house down by the river. Our children are raised and gone that we enjoy living on our own. We seem to be always doing some remodeling in some way or another, it keeps us busy.
One day while working out in the yard, I smelled smoke, panicking I yelled to Bob to see what was going on. He looked around the house and figured out that everything in our house was good so we ran out front to check out the neighbors. Our new neighbor Jack who recently moved ...

"Big" Billy Anderson walked up the path to his front door. He turned and waved to his friend who smiled and waved back, honking the horn of her battered car as she drove off. He was arriving back a whole two hours early thanks to Trish. Normally he had to catch two public buses to get clean across their small town from the college to home. Between the half hour wait at the bus station and how many times the buses stopped it cost him a lot of time every weekday....

Ilusha didn't know why her divorcing cousin decided to sign over the house to her. There was that saying about looking a gift horse in the mouth, so she hadn't asked any questions, but her cousin did look her in the eye and say it was good riddance once the house was legally in Ilusha's name.
"At least you have no marriage for that house to ruin," the cousin had remarked cryptically....

This is a work of fiction and based on real characters.
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On evening during dinner, my wife and I were sitting together at the table. I watched her soft lips slowly take a swig of her wine, while I took a small bite of the pork and potatoes that she had made for dinner. It was a delicious meal that she made from scratch. My wife, while married for 15 years, still made my heart flutter. She was the perfect woman, curvy with a little extra from having two kids, but still ...

Mum's a Social Media Babe
I had been feeling a little down about myself after getting divorced. I'm only 35, red hair, freckles on my face. I have bright green eyes. But I always felt I looked great with my round bum and big natural boobs that jiggle as if they had a mind of their own when I walk. Some women get surgery to have a figure like mine. Great until the divorce. My ex was a few years older than me, a big business man, always working and always shagging his clients' wives (hence the divorce). He...

The lights were gradually getting brighter signaling the last dance. My Aunt Kay's head was nestled on my shoulder. My right hand was cupping her butt cheek as Journey's Don't Stop Believing ended.
It had been a great family party celebrating me and my cousin Brendas birthdays and our high school graduation....

After my American boyfriend broke me and returned to the US leaving me with a broken heart and a hungry cunt, I felt lost. I had gotten used to being fucked nearly every day during a year and the weaning was tough. I needed his cock badly and if I sometimes thought I could try another guy I had no idea how to find one. As I had already sucked my cousin's cock, I started thinking I could turn him into my lover, or rather my fucker as I never had for him the feelings I had for my bf, however in fact he turned...

It had been a few days since I met the tall man in the woods, late in the evening. We barely exchanged words. I didn't even know his name. Yet we shared a passionate moment together. Both of us naked, holding each other tight, his cock finishing inside me. Before he drove away, I gave him my number, hopeful I'd hear from him again. It had been three days since we met, though for each of those days I thought about the tall stranger from the woods. Waking up this morning, I reached across my bed as if my hand...