"Are you honorable or afraid of getting caught?" Frank Sonnenberg
Surprise:
"Mom, do you have a special friend?"
The question was asked by her nine-year-old daughter, Adrian, Adi for short. Her twin brother Michael was looking out the car window, seemingly oblivious to his sister's curiosity....

Eric woke with a groan, sprawled sideways on a tavern mattress, one boot still on, one sock missing, and the faint aftertaste of ale and hot spring minerals lingering on his tongue.
He stretched like a smug cat, scratched his bare chest, and blinked blearily at the ceiling beams above. He was alone this morning, no naked elves posing in the mirror for his entertainment. Still, there was a satisfying ache in his thighs from the previous evening....

"Are you sure you want me to do this?" It was a question from Patty to her husband Rick.
Rick nodded his affirmative response.
She smiled seductively and undid the top button on her blouse. He was watching her. She was so beautiful, he thought. Everything she did was wonderful. When she undid the next button, the tops of her pale breasts were exposed....

Justin is offered a temporary consultant mission to help a large marketing firm lower its environmental impact. It is meant to be a couple of months (bullshit) job and he has no expectation over it... Until Joshua, a former college classmate, suggests he moves into his suburban house for the time of the mission....

Just a bit southwest of Grand Junction in Colorado, there's a long paved road that goes until it's gravel. At the end is a ranch house, a dozen out buildings, and five guys, three of them cowboys, and all of us ride. Two of us trailered-in our mounts.
My ride is Harriso, an over-sized cranky stallion. There are five pounds of extra apples in my saddle bag for treats, which is the only way he pays attention. His owner won't ride him. Stud horse. I'm the stud for the horse's owner, which is another story....

Author's Note:
He's been her brother's football (soccer) coach for years -- always polite, always distant. Every summer, she came along on the tour, and every summer, she pushed the line a little further.
Now she's 18.
This year, she's not asking. She's taking.
A slow-burn story about power shifts, quiet dominance, and the moment everything changes....

"Mom... seriously, Mom, I can't talk to you when you're being like this, hhaa..." Violet raised her head and sighed involuntarily. "Mmmm just like that."
I raised my face from her pussy, checking to see if she was talking to me or her mother, catching a disapproving glare cast over Violet's shoulder, and her hand reaching back to pull me back into her shower-fresh crevasse....

Anal Etiquette Prequel: Beverly Hill's Therapeutic Medical Day Spa
By: Lord Odie
The Obligatory Disclaimer
The following is a work of pure sexual fiction and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is meant as a compliment. Furthermore, all fictiona...

You really like teasing me, don’t you, sweetheart? Walking around like that, knowing exactly what it does to me. You think I won’t do something about it? Hm?
Look at you... all pretty and eager, just begging for daddy’s attention. You know I can’t resist when you act like this—so damn tempting.
Your voice gets rougher, more commanding, but still teasing....

[Erotic Audio] Twilight Devotion Futanari
This dynamic has been going on for a long time, but tonight is the official night you've been collared. It's the night after our collaring ceremony, for you to be owned forever and always. And now, here you are. Tonight you're going to be bred and used. Are you ready for it? Of course you are....

This was Nala's second Mother's Day spent alone.
She wandered through the spacious, aging house she shared with her husband—a grand home with multiple bedrooms, a private pool, a gym and the quiet hum of absence echoing through its halls. Her husband, fifteen years her senior, was away at a conference. His three children, from a previous marriage, were spending the weekend with their mother....

Beverly Hills Betrayal


Part 1 of 2


By Cindy Johnson @CindyTv


Tags: #Cheat #Affair #Tricked #Betrayal #Tricked

Background
Troy Collins never trusted Jade. Her past—three failed marriages over seventeen years, each crumbling under her reckless choices—left a sour taste. Sure, she'd been a Miss America runner-up, her beauty undeniable, but her life spiraled after the pageant circuit fizzled out. She chased thrills, leaving broken hearts in her wake....

CHAPTER 4: Discipline Loop
The Xerion Labs project consumed her. Weeks melted into months, her attention fractured across neural mapping protocols, behavioural architecture, and the delicate art of teaching machines to manipulate human desires. She barely came home any more, existing in a liminal space between Tier-13 and Tier-4, sleeping on the office couch more often than her own bed....

Chapter 2 --- Deniece trying to get back into life
Saturday morning found Deniece in the kitchen, pouring cereal and juice for the kids while mentally rehearsing her plans for the day. She had asked her neighbor Jaclyn to come over with her children around ten--the same time she'd scheduled the first viewing of the room. The arrangement was perfect: Jaclyn's kids, Mason and Lily, got along wonderfully with her own children, and their playful energy would keep all four of them occupied in the backyard or ...

Bonnie, my wife's shameless, exhibitionist, and naturally submissive ex-lover and college friend had recently visited us for a wild adventure. We all had so much fun together she suggested making it permanent, even going so far as asking to be our live in sex toy. After a lot of discussion, and some rather enjoyable sex, my wife and I decided to agree with some certain rules of the relationship, outside of the fun ones which we'd negotiate and adjust as needed....

I didn't like being ambushed. Having Gwen and Carrie show up at my hotel room door and practically dragging me out to dinner was not something I wanted to do. What I wanted to do was stay in my room and wallow. To watch pay-per-view movies that I wouldn't pay attention to. Hell, maybe I'd even purchase one of those X-rated movies they sell and just jerk off like some sad, impotent man that's lost his wife to some inferior, big dicked... dick. Because that's exactly what I was....

*All characters in this story are over 18.*
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"Okay. When I park, you can go in first. I'll follow after like, three minutes."
I put on the sweetest smile I can muster. "Nothing would make me happier."
"Fuck off, Lauren. I didn't want you to come either."
"Wow." I say quietly. "Welcome to middle-of-nowhere, Texas, to you, too."...

Chapter Thirty-Two
May 11 th, 2021
"You're completely sure this guy is safe, Phil?" Linda asked as she drove the car away from the White House, Melody and Fi up in the front seats, Violet and Lexi in the back, Ming, Andy, and Phil in the middle. They'd decided to make an unscheduled visit to someone Phil thought might be able to answer some questions about the virus and the serum, from a neutral observer's point of view....

Patrick and Cherry are a loving and lovely couple in their forties. He is a nurse, she has worked the ladder up in corporate.
They have lived a decent life until now, but this news has blown up their world.
Cherry has earned an incredible promotion. The salary increase is substantial and the working hours are similar....

Note: This is a rewrite to hopefully improve on the originally submitted version.
In a quaint town in Indiana, lives nineteen year old Chad lives with his eighteen year old sister, Cristie. Chad has blonde hair, blue eyes, and a build that arouses many of the ladies. Cristie has light brown natural Curly Bob hair that ends two inches above the top of her shoulders, blue eyes, and an average slender build. Cristie has this innocent mid-western Plain Jane look....

Chapter 1: Singapore Fuckery
So here's the thing. I shagged my dad's wife. And his maid. Sometimes both together.
Not what I expected when I got on that BA flight to Singapore, but there you go. Life's full of surprises, innit?
I'm Jamie. 22. Finished at Cambridge last year with a shit degree and even shittier prospects. Been kipping on my mate Dave's sofa in Clapham since Emily told me to sod off three months ago. Dad called out of the blue, said I should 'come out East for a bit, clear your head....

While working at my dad's offices during the summer break, there were times when I needed a change of scenery, particularly when things were intense while working on statistics for reports. Often, I just needed to get away from people, or the tension in the office. During my lunch hour, I often went to Knightsbridge, using the Piccadilly line from Russell Square. Sometimes looking around the department stores, particularly Zara, Harvey Nichols, Burberry's, or Harrods. My interests usually in shoes, perfumes...

"OMNI...."
Spesapalda gasped. The blonde beauty was sitting on the floor of the giant black and white checkerboard floor of the White Room, her legs spread wide. Her fingers were working busily inside her muff, rubbing her clitoris diligently.
"OMNI...."
Jajina groaned. She was in a similar position, her legs spread while she rubbed her clit. The red headed Japanese cutie had a black pubic bush, but none faulted her for it. She gritted her teeth and rubbed her clit that much harder....

Hello Dear Readers,
This is my very first story, and I sincerely hope you enjoy reading it. Kindly pardon any mistakes and feel free to share your valuable comments and suggestions. Your feedback means a lot to me and will help me improve.
Disclaimer:
This story is entirely fictional and is not intended to offend or hurt any religious beliefs or individuals. It is created purely for entertainment and imaginative purposes. I respect all faiths and hope everyone can enjoy the story with an open mind....

Chapter One A -- The Body Remembers (Continued)
The briefing room
The briefing room was cool, dark, and utterly still. The kind of stillness that felt artificial, built for secrets.
Screens lined every wall, suspended in silence. Black glass tables reflected the soft pulse of interface lights. The ceiling lights were dimmed to a surgical low. It wasn't designed for comfort. It was built to keep people off balance. It worked....

My wife and I established a system to know when we were both in the mood for various activities. We have a small table against the wall in our entry hallway. There is a system of rules to control the tempo of how often a request can be made, by either partner. This is how it began.
We'd, I'd rather, introduced bondage and kink play, role-playing, BDSM and the desire for a Dom Sub experience in the bedroom. We'd never been terribly vanilla in our intimacy but we weren't out flaunting the fact that we had ...

Enough of you seemed to have enjoyed Miriam and Robert's adventures as much as I enjoy writing them so here is the next one. I do hope you like it.. As always any resemblance to persons living or dead are purely accidental. All characters are made up from my own warped imagination. The story belongs to me, so please do not use it without my permission. As always the tale contains descriptions of many kinds of sexual activity, so if you are under 18, or those kind of things offend you, please move on. If you...

Here is another pornstar fantasy. This one is mostly about the sister but I decided to make the whole family into expy characters. By the way this is a much more of a slow burn story than my others. Expect a large buildup.
Mother: Dylan Ryder
Sister: Mindy Main
Aunt: Carmella Bing
All characters are over 18....

~~~~~ Day 3: Positional Flexibility ~~~~~
The next morning Ava once again awoke first, pulling Ashley in close as he slept with his head still on her shoulder. After a few minutes savoring their closeness and the gliding touch of their smooth legs against each other, she quietly slipped out of bed to take her morning shower. Once she'd finished, she wrapped up in her bathrobe and went to wake up her sweetly sleepy son. Ava lingered for just a moment, watching him sleeping so peacefully. For a moment the ...

It was a brisk autumn morning, the bitter type when the wind and rain sting like splatters of fat from a hot pan. Dianne was swiftly making her way to the coffee shop. A small, quaint place, she had frequented for years while at Cambridge University. She entered and rung out her umbrella, flustered, the grey morning left outside. She sat in her favourite spot, a deep brown leather armchair that was worn on the edges. It was surely an antique and it made her feel comforted and protected. She could watch the ...