Different Type of Prey
A Different Type of Prey
The storm wasn't the only thing causing electricity in the air. Flashes of lightning cast light into the darkness of the warehouse. Rain hammered the roof, covering the sound of her footsteps as she slowly crept around the perimeter. Gun in hand, Rhea ...

It was the first time she'd flown to him. After months of talking she couldn't ignore the desire to see him any longer. A thousand times they've talked about how it would be to hold each other, to lay down and hold hands and just comfort one another. A thousand times she had wrapped herself in her b...

The Devil's Threeway II: Anal

"Fuck! Fuck! God, I'm so close!" I screamed.
"Tell me," Gabe breathed the words into my ear, his hips smacking against mine.
"Please, please can I cum?" I asked, nearly yelling over the sex sounds.
He pounded into me, using my tight asshole just like a pussy. With one ...

She sat on the couch reading her book as he worked on the table across the room. He sensed something was different. Her eyes stuck more to the pages, her lips were slightly parted, brows not furrowed like usual but slightly raised.
This was not a battle scene or action. The corners of his mouth turn...

Author's Note: I appreciate critical reviews--both positive and negative--that relate to the specifics of the story. It's how we learn and grow. However, I'll add this caveat: Let's agree on something--I write what I like, and you read what you like. That way, we're both good. Yeah?
Trigger Warnings...

Part one - Brianna - Monday
Brianna Rollins turned off the shower, stepping out and drying herself. She had taken extra care this morning, as she had something of great importance to do. She ran her hand down, feeling the smooth, well-shaven pubic region. It was for Lauren Gregory, she wanted her cu...

We're on holiday in early summer with our camper van, as always in Croatia. We stay at our favourite nudist camping resort, find a great spot surrounded by light vegetation, not too far from the shore. Shade is provided by trees, one large spot is free for us there. Toilets and shower centres are no...

The story does not contain sexual material involving people under 18.
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I've never met my biological mother. She died during the difficult delivery. I was told...

(All characters are adults.)
(I forgot to tag the first part of this story, so if you read it, this part will make more sense. Either way, I hope it's enjoyable.)
"My feet are fucking filthy from the bathroom floor! I need to run home. I'll show you my dirty soles later", Maria said as she kissed me...

I am ashamed to tell you this but my husband left me. Don't think badly of me.
At the same time he took with him the three months rent that was due on the farm, as well as the young barmaid from the 'Charlton Inn' in Charlton Marshall. I thought that the sinking of the Titanic had been a disaster bu...

10 - Addison
"Congratulations Ms. Parker. You truly deserve this promotion. All the fine words in the world during my speech wouldn't be able to describe how happy I am to have you as part of my leading team."
Mr. Hoffman's remarks light up the ego boosting inside of me right now as he gives me chee...

"What's the jar for?" Ken asks while perking up ever so slightly. We've just had some magnificent adult fun, with handcuffs out on the kitchen table, and to say that Ken took good care of me is so understating it. I specifically wanted that, I had brazenly chased him for sex, going so far as to "gif...

Thanks for reading my story. This one starts off a bit on the slow side but gets more graphic as it moves along. As with all my stories this one contains graphic descriptions of anal enemas and anal sex. If that offends you then you might want to pass this one up. For those wondering I'm still worki...

A Momentary Lapse of Ethics 3
By FinalStand
(The battle for the Tri-Cities heats up)
*If you want your enemy dead, cut off their head; anything less isn't trying hard enough*
A little background: In the fictional place called the Tri-Cities which are a combination of a West Coast-based New York Metr...

His cell phone rang at 3:30 am. John came awake at the sound and reached for the phone. He saw Al's name and sat up in bed as he answered the call.
"Hello?" he said, still not quite awake. The line was quiet. "Hello?" He said again, "Al?" The silence stretched on for a few moments. As he waited for ...

It is morning now but I am up anyways. I am standing by the window as the first orange and yellow light of dawn peaks through the edges of the blinds of the window. Warm sheets of amber refract through the glass and cast their beams onto the bed, onto his body. Pete is lying there on his back, deep ...

"Come here, you little faggott!" - I looked at him, with a hurt expression. - "Okay, okay, I am sorry." I walked in front of him, and kneeled down. He put his finger below my chin, and lifted my face with a gentle push. "I am sorry, boy. It was a bad joke. Please, continue."
Whenever he looked in my...

COMMENT TO READERS:
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All characters are 18 years or older and engage in activities described with full knowledge and consent. It is inspired by an amazing story DORMANT DESIRES by becca20S. I really enjoy her story as it feels very real to me and I enjoy imagining her introducing more ...

A year go, French Canadian businesswoman and Montreal society scion Madeleine Desjardins died, leaving behind her adult son Kyle Desjardins and her adult daughter Karen Desjardins. The wealthy socialite established a trust leaving them five million dollars each, a sum which they will inherit on thei...

MORE THAN BEING NEIGHBOURLY

Ben sat in a battered, but comfortable, deck chair and gazed with little interest at last weekend's newspaper. He rarely bought one but had chosen to do so on the Saturday just gone. It was a weekend rag with its magazine that also had the TV listings for the coming week...

One harvest day, I decided that I would stay home. I told my parents I wasn't feeling well.
'You look well enough,' said my mother.
My father looked at me suspiciously. 'Lad, you're eighteen now. You're a man. Hale or sick, the harvest must come in.'
I replied, in my best croaking voice, that I was ...

An introduction from the author.
Peoples' attitudes towards sex, what they want from it and the way they behave during it change as they get older. The experiences they have gained, their relationship with their partner and their appetite for sex all play their part in bringing about these changes, ...

This is my first submission so please be gentle. This is a gay love story that also includes a particular fetish I have with guys longer hair. It starts off rather slow, there's no sex until chapter 3.
An issue of conformity
Let me introduce myself and give you a little back ground for the situation...

Part two.
"Did you like the feeling of my mustache?"
"I think so, although I was preoccupied with those overly active lips of yours." What a kisser, she thought; he took my breath away.
I smiled and said, "We can try it again if you're not sure."
"You're too much." Kat honestly wanted more; neverthe...

Author's Note:
This story explores consensual wife sharing, voyeuristic tension, and emotional intensity between adults. If that's not for you, feel free to skip. No hard feelings.
If you read it, whether you enjoy it or not, I'd love to hear your thoughts. A rating or a comment means more than you ...

This is a work of fiction. This story involves a man controlling the minds and actions of young women he meets through the use of an ancient magic charm. Every one of the women enjoy the experience, but none of them remembers anything about it afterwards. If any of that disturbs you, then you should...

Eric knocked on the door into John's apartment.
Time stood still. This was it.
Who... or what... was going to open that door?
He was early. Much earlier than the rest of the book club. They'd agreed to show up together, but he wanted to be the first one here to see... her.
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That ...

Disclaimer: all characters are 18+. This is a work of fiction and fantasy. It includes mind control, magic and sexual slavery.
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I. Prologue
Joselyn sat on her velvet throne lazily acc...

The rental car smelled like stale cigarettes and regret, a fitting aroma for Zeke's eighteen years culminating in being dumped on the doorstep of a father he barely knew existed. Eighteen. Supposedly an adult, but feeling more like a package marked 'Return to Sender' after Mom decided 'another man' ...

They were getting ready for the reading group. Just some casual dinner thing - soft lighting, recycled wine bottles, everyone pretending not to care too much. Emily was in the mirror fixing her eyeliner, wearing a white shirt Grace liked.
Grace stood behind her, still buzzing a little from the last ...