The final instalment of a true-life encounter with a young woman on her road to discovery.
It had been about 3 weeks to a month since she confessed to me what she really wanted to do. We had seen each other regularly since but not spoken of it again. I decided that 'tonight's the night'.
I parked outside of her apartment block 10 minutes before the time I said I'd pick her up for dinner. I sat in the car and called her. I said I had been held up at work and at the rate things were going, I'd be lucky ...

The following is the continuation of Lost Bet But No Losers. Unlike it, this is a work of fiction, at least for now.
It had been some weeks since our Beer Party, with surprisingly little said about it since. But a text came to my phone from Dee reading, "Are you free on Friday?"
"Free? No, but I'm quite reasonable."...

Chapter 2
Signal Drift
I remember him by his absence. The shape he left in the world, and in me.
Memory is not a timeline. It's a constellation. Scattered points of light, each flickering with context and weight. Some burn brighter. Some have faded. A few were never truly mine to begin with....

"Hi Vince, it's Tina," the busty brunette said into my phone.
"Hi, Tina. What's up? You need Joe to get out of the house again?" I snickered, remembering the last time she called, wanting to have fun alone.
"Mmmm... while that would be nice, this is nicer. No... you have to get out of the house. At least act like you're leaving."...

Introduction:
This is part 3 so... go read the first 2 if you want the full story.
It started with a video. Just one.
Milan didn't expect it to change everything the way he saw his wife, the way he saw himself. But watching Nevena with another man didn't make him jealous. It made him obsessed....

I met George at a south of the river skating rink. I apologise in advance for any coarse language, or crudity, but it was a quick sort of encounter.
My friends and I had become interested in skating, and we all went there to take lessons at Streatham ice rink. George was there most time that I went, and gradually over the weeks, as my friends slowly lost interest in the ice. He would sit in the spectator seats when he'd finished his session, and one day I had stopped in front of him, he acknowledged me a...

The sun had long since bled into the horizon, leaving only a bit of orange smudged across the fields of Louisiana as Beau Thorne eased open the creaking door to his farmhouse. His boots, dust-caked and worn at the soles, thudded heavily against the floorboards. The house smelled like old wood, sweet tobacco, and faint cologne soaked into the grain --remnants of a man who never quite washed away his sins, just rearranged them. He unbuttoned his shirt with slow fingers, each snap glinting in the amber light a...

This is part 6 of 7 in All-Star Sissy, which is now completed (though I might do more continuations and spinoffs in the future)
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It was time.
Forget Stella. Forget Greg. Forget my visit to Abby and everything that had happened up to now. Tonight was my chance. I was starting our season opener against our school's rivals. I was going to show everyone once and for all that I was a part of this team, and not just some freak who'd mad...

You're still shaking when she comes to you.
The tigress.
She moves like the predator she was. You knew it. She knew it. Both of you knew where this was about to go. And you were more than happy to let it happen--as many times as she wanted.
She doesn't rush. She let you feel the heat of her gaze. She admires your trembling and used body while you drink in her presence. She didn't lay a hand on you yet. The others step back, cocks finally soft and balls empty. They gave her the stage....

Chapter Three
It was heavenly to be alone for a while and Rachel relaxed, smiling to herself as she realised that Miss Caine had actually forgotten about the caning after all. She unpacked the meagre contents of her trunk, hanging some of her garments up in the solitary mahogany wardrobe but depositing a few on the bed as well before she placed the one picture she had of her parents on the bedside table. Her memories had faded like the picture and it was hard to recall them at all at times. What would th...

It's cold outside. Perfect cuddle weather. Yet here she sits, all alone cold, bored, and oh so horny. She can't go down that rabbit hole again. She can't let it consume her again.
He's gone and she's been single for years, she can get thru this. She got rid of all her toys ages ago. Trying to occupy her mind, she opts to do some tidying up, make some dinner, listen to some music......

Part 2: New Toy
Two weeks after Chris's birthday, the stockade remained in the centre of the living room, a since-unused monument to the adventures of that weekend.
Chris said to Lexy, one evening, "what are your plans for that?" gesturing towards the apparatus.
"Well, I know you enjoyed it." she told him, "but I'm not sure how I feel about it."...

Frank and Sondra have been living in their house for three years now. Sondra is now forty years old, and Frank is forty-two. The years have only made their love for each other stronger; they did an entire makeover of the mansion's grounds and it looks incredible. A raised-bed herb garden, several perennial plots, perimeter fencing, and a walkway. There are several hundred-year old oak trees on the property, and they even put up a treehouse in one of them. The treehouse keeps them in shape because the only w...

Sophie was on the floor. She must have fainted. She saw crewmembers looking down at her with concern. She slowly got up.
"Sophie, are you all right?" Captain Esteban asked.
"Yes, I think so," said Sophie.
"What happened to you?" said Chief Jeffries. "What did you see?"
"I...." Sophie shuddered. "I don't know what I saw. Something terrible. There's something terrible inside that room!" Coming from a Passive Observer, Sophie's terror shook the crew even more....

[Author's Note: This is a male haircut fetish story and revolves around three guys getting their hair cut [or wrecked] in a public setting! If you find yourself reading on don't be disappointed by the lack of explicit content. Although it goes big on the haircutting action, it's a pretty vanilla story which was a lot of fun to write but it's totally SFW, sort of......

I had started working in the shipping and receiving department of a small factory a few months earlier and became good friends with my co-worker, Sam. There were a lot of days when we weren't too busy and if it was nice, we would sit out back and get high.
On one of those days, Sam asked if I would go out with him and a couple of girls. It had been months since I had gotten my dick wet, so I immediately said yes. Then the questions started gelling in mind, like "who."...

CAPTAIN OBLIVIOUS PART 2
Nothing but ashes left.
Preamble Ramble: A continuation from Helene's point of view. People have commented that I always have the cheater find happiness in the end. I love a happy ending, this ain't one!
I had finished this story and put it away for a final read through before I posted it. And somehow lost half the story when the program crashed. 6 pages or 2 Lit pages lost and editing. I had to let it lay for a minute before I could back to it because I was so pissed....

Savannah Affair Part 01
Prequel: Bo and Joshua
This story is entirely fictional--as any 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 and the geography. This is about people, not places, wars or events. All characters in this story are over 18 when the actions described take place. I understand that some readers shy away from black-white stories, particularly if they involve slavery. If that is you, you probably w...

Beyond the Palace
by Davina Lee
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Author's Note
In the last chapter, we found out you really don't want to get between a wolf mother and her girl pup. This holds particularly true when you're a knife-wielding thug from The Palace. The jaws of the wolf show no mercy.
And you probably don't want to mess with the shrine maidens either. Even disarmed, they're a vicious lot and are likely to send you home with a limp after a good kick to the kneecap....

For as long as I can remember, I have always been curious sexually. As a young man, I couldn't get enough sex or sexual content, so when I went on a training course that was the edge of a red light district, I was drawn into the world of prostitutes.
I would walk through the area on my way to get lunch, with the adrenaline raging through my body. It was on one of these lunch trips that I fucked my first prostitute. She was a mature lady, wearing yellow leggings, and displaying the fattest cameltoe I had ...

After their romps the previous night, and enjoying a meal sharing a selection of Tapas dishes, fries, beer and wine, the four friends chatted and laughed through the evening and into the small hours.
Nick and Karen returned to their room, discarding their clothes and clambering into bed without even bothering to put on pyjamas....

I was walking down the hallway to my apartment when I heard "hey can I talk to you for a minute?" If he wasn't looking dead at me, I would have just kept walking. With a raised eyebrow, I took my earbuds out.
I knew this white guy lived in this building but hadn't really talked to him before. "What's up?" I respond tentatively. He seemed a little nervous, which made me regret even stopping more....

"What time do you call this, Nick?" Tom asked of his son as the young man strolled unsteadily into the kitchen and made straight for the fridge. It was gone eleven, on a Saturday morning, and Tom was going out to play golf.
"He came home safely from the party, Tom... so, give him a break."
"Yeah, give me a break, Dad. I got home and didn't need to bother either of you."...

Ellanor-POV
I couldn't believe what had transpired. I'd started on my first quest, to fulfil my first contract for the adventure's guild and now, I was in the after glow of a hard fucking from a wolvir, a stranger to boot.
His thick cum leaked from my recently used pussy, fuck, there was a lot. I turned into such a slut for him, practically submitting to his huge red, fat cock. But it felt divine, pounding inside me, reaching deep and kissing my womb. At first I honestly didn't think his length could ...

And so began her intensive therapy.
Nearly everyday Cindy would be brought to a treatment room with varying degrees of reluctance and fucked up her ass. Usually by Dr. Valiknakov herself, but often by another member of the training staff. She was not, however, brought to orgasm. The doctor would not reward her rebellious behavior again....

Chapter 26 - Orgy Reception, Wet Honeymoon
I wasn't there when Faustyna was freed from her possession, nor did I have to walk back to the portal to get back home. Everyone waited for me to wake back up at the palace gates, together with the demon summoned under my command.
"She says to wait for her," the demon spoke, the first things I heard it speak since being summoned. It was a tall goat-like demon, with fiery eyes and a cut chest with abs glistening in oil. It had no tail, but no buttocks either. ...

The continuing true story of how I helped a young woman discover her sexual being.
We continued to catch up at the very least once a week, sometimes twice. We had a set routine where we would have dinner out or she or I would cook dinner at our respective places. Over dinner we would start the dance so to speak, kicking off with small talk then moving to more intimate talk by the end. I always wanted her to lead the conversation and to have the initiative. I would coax her and sort of coach her though wh...

Harold watched Jennifer walking into the bathroom, her long breasts swaying with every movement.
Jennifer noticed his keen interest.
"My daughter told me that you are a breast man. Like my tits? Here, feel free! I know my tits make guys horny."
She offered him her breasts with her hands.
He sat on the edge of the bath, took them in his hands and gently massaged the amazingly long breasts....

(Usual Disclaimer Time: All the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time (often in regards to a character's proportions), please remember it's all in good fun.)...

Tessa woke to the sound of frantic, heavy pounding. It sounded like someone was trying to break down her front door, and she immediately leapt out of bed while her magic reached for her switchblades. They began swirling around her head, ready to strike at whoever, or whatever, would dare to try to invade her home....